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<div style="text-indent:40px;">Slowly it dawned on the girl that the woman she saw was her. It took some comical experimentation, but she got it in the end. That... thing... was her. She was huge. She was more than twice as tall now, and she wasn't a little girl anymore. Toned muscles any bodybuilder would kill for could be seen even beneath the soft pelt of fur. She was also more 'mature' now. Far more. Hips wider than her shoulders and a set of massive breasts, each as large as her head, were the dominant features of her body, if one ignored the fur that is. She didn't know why she looked so old, or what had happened, but she had to leave. She had a belt around her waist and leather wrappings around her feet. They were tight, but somehow stretched to keep from pinching her feet and waist too badly. She also wore a snug jumpsuit that did it's best to cover her body, but she was too large, and the zipper on the front was undone and unable to close around her. | <div style="text-indent:40px;">Slowly it dawned on the girl that the woman she saw was her. It took some comical experimentation, but she got it in the end. That... thing... was her. She was huge. She was more than twice as tall now, and she wasn't a little girl anymore. Toned muscles any bodybuilder would kill for could be seen even beneath the soft pelt of fur. She was also more 'mature' now. Far more. Hips wider than her shoulders and a set of massive breasts, each as large as her head, were the dominant features of her body, if one ignored the fur that is. She didn't know why she looked so old, or what had happened, but she had to leave. She had a belt around her waist and leather wrappings around her feet. They were tight, but somehow stretched to keep from pinching her feet and waist too badly. She also wore a snug jumpsuit that did it's best to cover her body, but she was too large, and the zipper on the front was undone and unable to close around her. | ||
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| − | <div style="text-indent:40px;">Her face was human enough, but she was covered from head to toe in pale orange fur with black stripes and a snow-white underbelly. "Mommy won't even know it's me," she said sadly. | + | <div style="text-indent:40px;">Her face was human enough, but she was covered from head to toe in pale orange fur with black stripes and a snow-white underbelly. "Mommy won't even know it's me," she said sadly. A splash of white caught her eye down at her waist. She angled her body, trying to look past the giant breasts that otherwise obscured her vision of her lower self. It was the glove. It was dirty and worn, but still intact. She held it up to her hand and her heart sank when she saw that the glove that would have covered half her arm before would barely fit a few of her fingers in it, much less her entire hand. |
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Revision as of 18:07, 12 March 2014
| Free Lynx | ||||||||||
| Player: @brawlryu | ||||||||||
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| Biographical Data | ||||||||||
| Real Name: | Felicia Roth | |||||||||
| Known Aliases: | None | |||||||||
| Gender: | Female | |||||||||
| Species: | Manimal | |||||||||
| Ethnicity: | Tiger | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Paragon City | |||||||||
| Base of Operations: | Millennium City/Monster Island | |||||||||
| Relatives: | None living | |||||||||
| Characteristics | ||||||||||
| Age: | 26 | |||||||||
| Height: | 9'00" | |||||||||
| Weight: | 600 lbs | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Green | |||||||||
| Hair: | Blonde/brown | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Unknown | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Athletic/Voluptuous | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | Feline humanoid | |||||||||
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| Identity: | Secret | |||||||||
| Years Active: | 0 | |||||||||
| Citizenship: | None | |||||||||
| Occupation: | None | |||||||||
| Education: | Law of the Jungle | |||||||||
| Marital Status: | Single | |||||||||
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Contents
Background and Origin
Escape From Primal Earth
Felicia Roth didn't understand. She couldn't hope to understand what was happening. The universe was collapsing and there was nothing they could do to stop it? Who would bother telling that to a ten-year-old girl? It was better to just take her to the last portals and get her through. Her parents were gone. Not dead or missing, they were just gone, having been in the wrong place at the wrong time when a chunk of the dimension imploded on itself and vanished from existence. She was all that was left of her family. There was no point in holding onto a crumbling home. "Where's Mommy?" she kept asking the star-spangled hero that carried her away through the night as buildings collapsed around them. "We have to wait for Mommy." Ms. Liberty couldn't put that burden on a child. Not even one who was facing an incident like this.
"Mommy can't come with you. I am sorry. She is gone." She had no other words to say how the young girl's mother had simply vanished moments after she had taken Felicia from her bed to get her to safety. When Ms. Liberty arrived at one of the last remaining rift generators, she pushed Felicia through into a cold, harsh environment. Felicia held onto Ms. Liberty's hand, pleading for her to not leave her alone in this strange place of metal and machines, but before Miss Liberty could make her decision, the area collapsed around her, leaving the young girl alone in a cold lab, holding onto the heroin's glove. Now she was lost and alone in a place she really didn't feel she belonged in. Something about the place screamed at her to get out. She stumbled around, looking for a door, clutching the glove like it would protect her somehow.
Life on Monster Island
Felicia wasn't allowed to walk around for long. She was grabbed by a large ape man and held in the air by her neck while she struggled in his grasp. "Subject," it growled. "Doctor need one for next test. Running low on usable genetic material." She screamed for help, but it only brought throaty chuckles from the ape or those he carried her by. She would beat on his fingers, but that only made the chuckle darker. "Spunk. Good. You not die fast here maybe." He pried the glove from the girl's hand and stuffed it in her mouth to gag her. "Screaming annoying. You stop now."
She was going to die. She knew it. He was a mean monster and he would crush her and eat her like all the monsters she had ever heard of in stories. The brutish manimal slammed her onto a table and strapped her down. Tears streamed down Felicia's face. If she could beg or plead, she would. The ape put a smelly cloth to her face and she was out like a light.
All she remembered for the next long while were flashes of pain and glimpses of blood. when she awoke for real without her body going into shock, she clawed forward towards a light that drew her. She was in a cave. It was dirty and nasty. It smelled wet and moldy. Wet? How could something smell wet? How did she know what wet smelled like? Too many questions flooded through the girl's mind with no answers. She eventually pushed herself to her feet and padded forward. This had to be a nightmare. She would wake up crying and her mommy and daddy would walk into her bedroom and comfort her and hug her and make it all better again. There was a bit of movement out of the corner of her eye and she instinctively dropped into a low crouch to see what hunted her.
It was a pipe, oddly clean and polished to reflect the area around her. "Monster!" she cried when she saw a frightening tiger woman reflected in the pipe. She scrambled away and hid behind a rock, peering over cautiously to see if the monster had spotted her. The pipe seemed a little smaller as did the rock she hid behind. It must be her mind playing tricks on her. The monstrous tiger woman was staring back at her from behind another rock. She could see it in the pipe. She waved a hand and so did she. Cautiously, she crept forward on all fours to look more closely at what reflected in the pipe. The tigress copied every motion she made. Every hesitant step, every shake she could feel her body making, all of it was mimicked perfectly.
Slowly it dawned on the girl that the woman she saw was her. It took some comical experimentation, but she got it in the end. That... thing... was her. She was huge. She was more than twice as tall now, and she wasn't a little girl anymore. Toned muscles any bodybuilder would kill for could be seen even beneath the soft pelt of fur. She was also more 'mature' now. Far more. Hips wider than her shoulders and a set of massive breasts, each as large as her head, were the dominant features of her body, if one ignored the fur that is. She didn't know why she looked so old, or what had happened, but she had to leave. She had a belt around her waist and leather wrappings around her feet. They were tight, but somehow stretched to keep from pinching her feet and waist too badly. She also wore a snug jumpsuit that did it's best to cover her body, but she was too large, and the zipper on the front was undone and unable to close around her.
Her face was human enough, but she was covered from head to toe in pale orange fur with black stripes and a snow-white underbelly. "Mommy won't even know it's me," she said sadly. A splash of white caught her eye down at her waist. She angled her body, trying to look past the giant breasts that otherwise obscured her vision of her lower self. It was the glove. It was dirty and worn, but still intact. She held it up to her hand and her heart sank when she saw that the glove that would have covered half her arm before would barely fit a few of her fingers in it, much less her entire hand.
Powers, Skills, and Attributes
Powers
Power 1 - Put info on your power here. Be as lengthy as you like.
Power 2 - Not every hero HAS powers, of course, in which case the powers section can be deleted.
Power 3 - Just take everything from the HR tag above the Skills section, up to the "Powers" sub-header, and delete it. You can also edit the Main Header to take the word 'Powers' out of it as well.
Skills
Skill 1 - Skills are the things your character has learned to do, or has an innate talent at doing.
Skill 2 - These skills can be as mundane as painting, to more fantastical things such as enchanting items.
Skill 3 - If your character has no particular skills worth noting, feel free to follow the same directions as shown for the 'Powers' sub-header on how to remove this section.
Attributes
Attribute 1 - Attributes are physical or mental traits, separate from powers in most cases, though possibly enhanced by them.
Attribute 2 - Attributes can be things such as flexibility, or being naturally acrobatic, or good eye-hand coordination perhaps.
Attribute 3 - Again, like the last two, if you have no use for it, delete this section. You can also ALTER the section if there is something missing that you would find more fitting.
Gear and Equipment
Gear
Weapon - Lynx's weapons consist of her claws, fangs, and two swords.
Armor - Lynx does not wear armor, instead relying heavily on her regenerative abilities.
Gadget - To aid in getting from A to B, Free Lynx employs a grapple line launcher to swing from point to point.
Relationships
Lover
Free Lynx is currently emotionally engaged with Dory, also known as Helldrones. Both are very physically affectionate towards each other, and Dory refers to herself as "it" and will sometimes refer to Lynx as "Mistress".
Friends/Allies
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- This guy
- That guy
- Some chick
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- This guy
- That guy
- Some chick
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That Guy I Know
Put info on the friend here.
That Chick I Met
And here.
Some Dude at the Bar
Don't forget this one.
Enemies
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General Perception
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