Yes. But I can't get on very much anymore.

Name: Nathan Baker
Username: EmbyrPhoenix
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Experiment number (must be 7 digits): #8643559
Type of Experiment (animal or technological): Animal
Description of changes due to experiment: The scientists tried a new way of fusing him with an osprey's DNA in an attempt to give him wings and the ability to fly. The experiment failed, for the first time in a while. Nathan has grown feathers over his body, down to his waist. His nose and mouth have formed into a small, but sharp, beak. His eyes have turned golden and instead of hair he has an osprey's crest. He's also grown a bird's tail, and talons on the ends of his fingers. His feet have become more birdlike, and are also tipped with talons, although blunter. From his wrists to his elbows there is a fan of feathers that look spiky, though they cannot be used to fly or even to glide. All his feathers are patterned after an osprey's, and he has very good vision. Also hollow-boned.
Characters Appearance(or a picture): Lanky build, wears light grey pants with a blue sweatshirt and no shoes. The sleeves of the sweatshirt have been torn off, rather roughly, to accommodate the larger feathers on his arms. He seems to be perpetually frowning, and although he can move the corners of his beak to show expression, he still has an overall look of a disgruntled osprey.

Description of Personality: Before the experiments, Nathan was a bright, cheery person with many friends. Afterwards, he's become withdrawn, quiet, and a little edgy.
What is your character good at: He's rather quick, and light on his feet, and resourceful.
What are some faults and fears: Due to his beak, Nathan can't speak. He can make rough approximations of words, and screeches and grumbles to express himself, but he's essentially mute. Because of his hollow bones, it's easy to knock him off his feet, and he has developed a love for fish, even when it's raw. It can be used to distract him or bribe him. Also, his talons put him at a constant risk of accidently cutting himself. When angered, excited, or scared, he'll flap his arms, like he's trying to fly, but nothing happens. It's not exactly a fault, but it looks odd.
Example paragraph (Basically show us how you rp, you can also make that your introduction upon waking up in the cage room):
Nathan woke shivering on a cold metal table. He blinked slowly, wondering if he'd somehow fallen asleep at the doctor's. He tried to sit up, and soon found he couldn't, being held down by his wrists and ankles. Confused, Nathan turned to look at the restraints and found himself staring into another person's face. "It's okay," the man cooed. "You'll be fine." Nathan nodded and relaxed, but something in the man's eyes, his grin, made him tense again. A burning pain started at the back of Nathan's head, and he cringed away from it, but it continued to seep through him. The pain became worse, and Nathan screamed, his eyes rolling back, and he blacked out.

Nathan woke curled on a bed. He stretched out, yawning, before suddenly realizing this was not his bed. The memories of before he'd blacked out came rushing back, and a sharp itching made itself known over his upper body. Nathan sat up, rubbing at his stomach, and wincing at a tugging hurt in his arm every time he moved it. The tug came again and he clenched his hand, then yelped in pain as his nails dug through his sweatshirt. Nathan frowned. The last time he'd checked, his nails were not that sharp. Still frowning, he glanced down at them. Nathan froze, staring in surprise. His nails had been lengthened, colored black, and filed into talonlike points. At least, that was how they looked to him. He remembered the tug in his arm and pulled up his sleeve, and froze for the second time in as many minutes. His arm was covered in feathers, which fanned out by the elbow. Nathan pulled up the other sleeve, and the other arm looked the same. He blinked. Why had someone glued feathers to him while he slept? He tugged at one, and hissed in pain as it came away from his skin. Nathan inspected the feather. There was no sign of glue, or anything else. He dropped the feather and looked around. The first thing he saw were the iron bars, and the second he saw was the mirror. Or rather, what was in the mirror. There appeared to be a birdman-an osprey- staring at him. Experimentally, Nathan bobbed his head. The bird's head bobbed, too. He brought his hand up to his face and one of his newfound talons scraped roughly against a beak, where his nose should be. He tried to pull it off, but it didn't budge. Nathan sat still, considering what this might mean. After a moment of thought, and with the help of remembering being kidnapped prior to the event on the table, he came to the conclusion that he was the birdman in the mirror was him. Upon reaching that conclusion, he fainted.
Anything else you want to say?: Syzygy. (I'm surprised spellcheck knows that word. ;) )

Accepted.

Thanks. :)

Edit: Got a picture for Nathan!

... cool

Approved by Daemonhaustier

name:
Unknown (dragon)

username:
Luxordz

age:
about 16

gender:
male

experiment designation:
7468115

type:
hybrid animal reinforced with tech

changes:
I possess the claws, scales and tail of a monitor lizard with large bird like wings that have been mechanically reinforced and had scales and skin grafted to them allowing flight without worrying about feathers catching fire, internal body temperature has been raised to somewhere around 1500 degrees Fahrenheit (or 815 degrees Celsius for scientific purposes) and a device has been installed just above my lungs that can produce an ignitable gas on thought another device installed about where the Adams apple is creates a spark on thought allowing the use of fire breath to be used as a weapon with a deadly range of 6 feet, however this can only be used for a maximum of 5 seconds at any given time as the method for replenishing the fuel is to transfer unneeded nutrients (food) and cells into bio fuel which takes about an hour. My lower arms and hands have been replaced with scaled claws with 5 fingers each (that looks almost exactly like daedric gauntlets from skyrim) the lower legs and feet have been transplanted with a monitor lizard style.

appearance:
This was the best I could find (I prefer using links as they cut down on post space) however without the helm, knives, tattoo or armor my clothes were destroyed as I was learning to use my fire breath the facility created a suit of extremely fire and heat resistant material a short sleeve shirt and long pants as well as a jacket (per my request) all made out of some kind of synthetic material this would be almost exactly correct however my outfit is completely black. My face and skin are normal, scales and wings are black with a slight dark red shimmer. Lithe build with a small bit of muscle about 5'11 tall not including wings, wingspan being 6 foot when in flight.

personality:
before experiment is unknown (amnesia) little social contact has been made outside of the scientists and their tests making me, for the most part, self reliant and withdrawn however I can also work with other people when mutual benefits can be achieved.

strengths:
tactically minded and strong in single combat (offensively: claws and fire defensively: hard scales and metal reinforced, scaled wings.) also completely resistant to extreme heat up to 2100 degrees

weaknesses:
environments under -32 degrees have an extremely negative effect exposure for 5 or more minutes can force me into a hibernation-like state under -60 degrees can kill me, trusting or emotionally caring for someone else is extremely difficult.

example paragraph:
Awake again... I stared at the ceiling of my cell lying on my bed, my wings spread out lazily behind me how many days had I been here? it had to have been a month or more, there still wasn't much to do. I got up and stretched my arms, legs, wings, and tail in turn finally looking out of the Plexiglas that separated me from the rest of the world I grinned, remembering when, a few weeks ago I think, I had finally gotten full control over my ability to breath fire, surprising my captors by literally melting a hole through my cell door, before I got 5 feet away from my cell though a needle jabbed right into my neck injecting what I realized was a tranquilizer I ripped the syringe out and turned to face a man, my vision however began to blur immediately the next thing I remembered I was in this Plexiglas cell nearly identical to the last one however, this one didn't melt as I blew 2000 degrees of burning gas at it, since then I had tried clawing and more fire, only resulting in tiny marks in the material after a few hours of clawing and burning a single spot I gave up, making barely a two inch dent in a 10 foot thick wall, the only nice thing about this was that my cell was 12X12 feet now allowing me to fully extend my wings, over time the scientists had told me about my modifications each time asking me exactly how my arms or legs felt, their interest especially was in my wings and fire, there were 3 main scientists that would do tests with me over the two way intercom system at the door of my cell, they never told me their names and never answered my questions, like where I was from, who I was and how long I had been here, the only things they ever talked about were my modifications, any time I approached any topic not expressly related to my modifications they would simply stop talking for a second and repeat the last question the asked. Back in the present I walked around my cell the only wall that was clear was the door and the surrounding wall, the other 3 walls, the ceiling, and the floor were all painted or sprayed black, the only source of light was from outside the door side wall I expected a voice and a person to be at the intercom shortly, asking me about my modifications as was their routine. I waited for another minute before strolling over to the intercom and holding down the button "anyone there?" I asked "come on, lets get the questions over with." I took my finger off the button waiting for another few minutes before hitting the button again "so I'm gonna go ahead and assume that this is a psychological test or something and go lay on my bed and be board like usual" I took my finger off the button and flopped back down on my bed face down. I closed my eyes, trying to remember anything at all past when I woke up in the first metal cell, after a few minutes I gave up, I couldn't even remember my own name, at least that would have been a place to start, well I knew I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep for a few hours and the scientists were obviously trying to do some kind of test to see what I'd do if I thought they were gone or whatever their intent was, I flipped over so I was again staring at the ceiling of my cell and put my claws behind my head careful not to cut my skin and resolved to be board for the next few hours.

anything else?: Syzygy (apparently required) oh, and I do everything in first-person, as you have likely noticed by now ;)

And approved by me! XD

Name: Franklin Bear (AKA: Predator)
Age: 17
Gender: male
Experiment number: 1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111
Type of Experiment: animal
Description of changes due to experiment: Is now part black panther, part cheetah, part leopard, and part wolf
Characters Appearance: (From back end to head) Black panther (Rear, back legs, and tail), leopard (ribs), Cheetah (rest of torso and fore legs), Wolf (Neck and head)
Description of Personality: loves to hunt, rarely speaks in human words
What is your character good at: hunting (very deadly)
What are some faults and fears: guns, bears or other larger animals, humans (like all wild animals)
Example paragraph: The last thing he could remember was pinprick in his arm. Besides that, and being in a cage, he had no idea where he was or how, when, and why he was brought there. In fact, he could barely remember any of his life and who he was. A somewhat normal looking woman who seemed to work in some kind of lab. He got nervous and afraid. This was understandable, of course, except that he was in some way more afraid than you'd expect him to be. He glared at the woman and snarled, but it sounded more like a mixture of a cat hissing and a do growling for some reason. Having a flash of memory of being an animal life scientist's assistant, he ran over to a mirror in the cage and saw the creature he now was.

Can I join? Or am I to late?

No way! Of course you aren't 'too late'! XD Still open for joining. Just make your form and let either Daemon or I check it! (And of course follow all the rules!) Oh, btw, I finished my forms for The Survivors.