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Character Details

Alias: Ferox
Real Name: Lyria Masters
Age: Sixteen
Nationality: American (of French descent)
Allegiance: None (formerly Zephyr, Skunkworks)
Occupation: None
Preferred Strain: Harbinger Lynx

Characteristics: A calm and collected counterpoint to hir often hot-headed circle of friends. Tends to seek balance in all things. Holds a strong sense of justice, but is highly unpredictable on the rare occasions that hir self-control falters. Though not feral, shi appears quite comfortable with the nanite infection and would, if pressed, likely fight against any permanent cure forced upon hir.

Default Appearance

Looking over Ferox, hir body is covered in soft, pale mottled fur-covered flesh. Hir head is feline, bearing pointed ears with black tufts of fur, a fluffy ruff at the neck, and preternaturally compelling crimson eyes. Hir body is slender and powerful, moving with uncanny grace and efficiency. Shi has 4 starting at head sized F cup sized breasts. The breasts under the first top pair are smaller. Row 2 is plump C cup sized breasts. Hir arms are wiry and surprisingly strong, ending in soft paws that conceal needle-sharp claws. Hir legs are lithe and muscular, embodying several interpretations of the phrase "dangerous curves". A long, narrow cat tail flows from hir rear, forking into two halfway down its length. A private peek would reveal that shi has: Shi has 2 above average tapered and barbed feline penises. measuring 10 inches. Shi has large sized balls. Shi has a normal sized cunt. With mild effort, it can stretch to 8 inches long and 5 inches around.

Cat-slitted crimson eyes gaze out from a youthful face, framed by silky black hair worn in a deceptively careless style that falls to hir shoulderblades, a lingering reminder of the human female shi once was. Further traces of hir former self can be found in hir below average height and lithe figure, but hidden beneath this unimposing build lies a quiet strength not unlike that of the feline predator shi now resembles. White fur with darker markings blankets that body, shifting abruptly to soft feathers of a similar coloration as it reaches the pair of large wings folded neatly against hir back.

Torn, baggy jeans ride low on hir hips, belted with a length of steel chain and not quite met at the waist by a dark grey tank top that strains to contain the considerable bust above hir exposed midriff. Shi travels light, relying upon only a small black backpack tucked between hir wings to house most of hir gear, and stands on padded digitigrade feet that remain bare, ill-suited as they are to filling human shoes. A pair of steel dog tags hang from a ball chain around hir neck, their polished surfaces crudely etched with a single word each.

Hir soft voice and generally calm demeanor are offset by a pair of matte black Mateba Model 6 Hunter Autorevolvers in matching holsters at hir hips, their long barrels inscribed in a similar fashion to the tags at hir throat. Though perhaps less impressive at a glance than some of the other firearms available within the city, the large handguns are chambered for the devastating .454 Casull round, rendering them quite deadly in hir capable hands.

Recent History

Intelligent and athletic even before the nanite outbreak, Lyria Masters is the only known person to have escaped the small town she called home unscathed. Unfortunately for her, she fled in the wrong direction - after several desperate and lonely days in the wilderness she arrived in Fairhaven, only to be snatched up by Zephyr and presented with a tantalizing offer: Food, shelter, and hope in exchange for becoming a field agent, whatever that entailed. Hardly in any position to refuse, she agreed, tragically unaware of just what she was signing up for.

For several days the human teenager fared remarkably well against the stray mutants near Zephyr headquarters, miraculously avoiding mutation and beginning to fancy herself invincible. But in an instant, everything changed - with a swipe of its claws a blue gryphon decided her fate, an insignificant cut across her forearm allowing the nanites the creature carried to flood into her system. Afterward the alterations came rapidly, leaving the poor girl to wander the city in a daze as she struggled to cope with the effects of her first mutations.

When Lyria next returned to Zephyr it was as a full-fledged hermaphrodite gryphon, mostly naked and half-feral as shi wrestled with the new instincts bestowed by the nanites. Much of the next week of hir life was spent attempting to either suppress or satisfy these impulses, beginning with the loss of hir virginity to a complete stranger and later culminating in a pregnancy by the same man. The father soon gave in further to the infection, choosing to become fully feral and leaving hir very much alone.

This dark period in hir life eventually came to an end, however, with a chance meeting in the Zephyr lobby in which shi overheard a conversation between a pair of interesting strangers. These individuals - the Russian human Raifuru and the Irish wolf beast Taggart - became friend and rival respectively, both inspiring hir in their own way to regain hir lost self-control before it was too late. Hir closeness with Raifuru in part led to hir interest in the Skunkworks (then the city's only attempt at actual industry), which shi viewed as a worthy cause and was soon hired to protect.

Lyria lived a rather comfortable (if violent) life for a time, enjoying hir work and the companionship of hir fellow employees and friends. Sadly this would not last - a series of distressing events beginning with a shooting in Zephyr's main lobby caused a severe personal crisis for the gryphoness that resulted in hir complete abandonment of not only the Skunkworks but Zephyr as a whole. Shi went on to adopt the alias "Ferox" and an entirely new form - that of a Harbinger Lynx - as shi put a comfortable distance between hirself and hir past, searching for something to fill the void left uncovered by hir departure from the group that had given hir a purpose.

Shi would find that something in a wildly unexpected place. Over time hir rivalry with Taggart had slowly developed into friendship, and even something more - always casual, but with an unfamiliar spark shi couldn't quite identify. At least, not until hir first visit to New Ireland, the dream the wolf was steadily making into a reality with his own two hands. Though the details of that night are known only to the two of them, one thing became abundantly clear to both: That they had, quite by accident, fallen in love.

The lynx currently leads a happy life with hir mate at New Ireland, doing what shi can to help him build both his dream and a family.

Origins

Ask in-game, it's more fun that way! I'll put it here too when I'm done being lazy.

For Funsies

--< FOES >---------------------------------------------------------------- [<< ] Unnatural Force - Void [0% 8/15760 ] --< ALLIES >-------------------------------------------------------------- [>>>>>>>>>>] Giant Robot [100% 823/ 823 EN 100] [>>>>>>>>>>] Giant Robot [1% 8/ 685 EN 100] [>>>>>> ] Taggart [62% 1053/ 1679 EN 19] [>> TURN <<] Ferox [100% 1165/ 1165 EN 54]

<Power> Unnatural Force - Void is defeated by Ferox! [Badges] Avatar says, "Taggart gains the [Black Hole Destroyer] badge!" <Salvage> Taggart checks for Chemical salvage with a 4.6% chance. Unnatural Force - Void screeches as it fades back into the void, defeated. Victorious, you claim the Void Totem. Now all you need to do is bring it back to the Mysterious Cloaked Figure... <Badge> You gain the [Black Hole Destroyer] badge! See +badge. [Badges] Avatar says, "Ferox gains the [Black Hole Destroyer] badge!" You are rewarded by your superiors with 257 freecreds for your accomplishment! Ferox gains 8.803 XP. <Group> Your group gains 1.76 xp. <Salvage> Ferox checks for Chemical salvage with a 3.5% chance. 6% chance of Nanite Ferox receives 47.2 FreeCreds. </////// Battle Clear! ///////>use rest XP Gained: 8.8 -- Freecred Gained: 47.2 <Ferox><Epic .454 Casull Headshot> Unnatural Force - Void takes 120 damage!

That's how we roll.