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The Original
THIS RP WILL BEGIN AT 0900 HOURS SYLESTIA TIME MONDAY, MARCH 21

War
The year is 2760. The war between humans and the hybrids they created has been going for over a century, and has left countless dead on both sides. Falling on their hubris, the humans created more hybrids to fight for them. You are one of these new hybrids.

Rules:
1. Romance is allowed.
2. You start in a training lab.
3. There will be a turn order.
4. What I say goes. You can make your case to me, but no arguing with me.
5. Keep it clean in the forums. If your character does swear, use the following terms:
Selura: a female dog.
Eurat: F bomb.
Idr: sh*t.
Feel free to come up with creative ways to swear without using the words.
6. I reserve the right to kick you for inactivity. If you will be off for a while, please let me know.
7. More rules may come if need be.

0/4 SLOTS REMAINING

Ping List:
Baseunclesam, Dragonsrcool54, Necto, Orcastration

Characters:I got fancy...
1. Baseunclesam | Solroc | Leopard | Weaponsmaster | W-21-45
2. Necto | Hana | Changeling/Human base | Armored Infantry | P-52-01
3. Dragonsrcool54 | Bilis| Black Panther | Sniper | A-51-24
4. Orcastration | Kyren | Bald eagle | Infantry/Antimech Tactics | I-105-232

A note on subject ID:
The letter identifies role. A is assassin or sniper. W is weaponsmaster. So on and so forth.
The first number is batch number. This started with the first successful batch, batch 1.
The second number is the ID of the subject in said batch. Each batch is of 50 individuals. Infantry batches can have up to 500 individuals in them.

(Sorry this is late. It will start now. It is currently mid summer. Inside the training facility, the most promising "recruits" from each batch have been selected for his one specific instructor. They are currently in the squad bay at attention beside their bunks as Solroc looks over them all, padding up one side then down the other. The recruits are in very little clothing-a t shirt and boxers-regardless of gender. Solroc finally stops before Bilis, and said, "You look like me, girlie."

Bills looked Solroc over for a moment before saying smoothly, *I suppose I do, Sir.* she was kinda intimidated by the feline anthro, but was determined to stay calm and make a good first impression.

Solroc hissed, "That may not be such a good thing."
Then he turns and stalks away, before turning to Kyren a short way down the line.

She stared, curious.

(Ok, I now this sounds kinda selfish, but Im bored irl and your online, so wanna keep RPing in PMS? If not or your busy, thats ok.)

(Sorry, i had a class.)

Kyren's wings twitched under Solroc's gaze. He was not a fan of standing still. He simply raised an eyebrow slightly and tipped his head a little to the side, jsut enough to get his point of "whats your deal, get on with it?" Across without moving too much.

Mostly because yes Solroc was a bit intimidating and yes because he had a sliver of self preservation. Unlike certain people he could think of.

The slight motion was enough for Solroc to notice, and he growled, "Do you know what cats love to eat, subject I-105-232?"

"Fish, fresh fruit, oatmeal, bread, cheese, wet processed catfeed, and yogurt, sir." Kyren rattled off. Hos wings fluffed a bit at the idea that he was considered dinner.

(You're determined to get Kyren killed, aren't you?)
Solroc growls louder at the mention of "Wet processed catfeed," and hissed, "And birds too. Remember that when you want to mouth off."
Then he turns on his heel and pads down the line, stopping and turning when he sees a human.
And in his training group, too. This will be fun.
He growls, "Why are you here, smoothskin?"