❦˙​᭄Nicholαs

❦ ིྀ“Open? Please...”• _______ _______ ིྀ ིྀ Since Hybrids were found in forests of ancient and old, they became people's new muses. Rather than museums that displayed art and statues, millions would come to gawk at these creatures through cages—some even bidding higher than most to buy one. However, others thought otherwise. Protests emerged from the blue against the lifes of the beasts in cages, insteading suggesting that they were to be researched. Identified. Found of their ways and nature. The Government eventually banned Hybrids being put for sale, or kept in zoos; they were now only for scientists hands. "Catchers", as they were called, would go out and retrieve a few Hybrids, although only ones that were injured. Scientists would keep the Hybrids in white rooms fitted with a bed, a small area of their natural habitat finds, and an incense that smelt comforting for every individual one. The job of being a scientist now was an extremely famous job. Almost everyone tried to get in, but only few did—as the job was not for the faint of heart. Multiple reports of Hybrids attacking the scientists who came to visit them were on the news at least twice a week. And at least once a month, a report was of one dead. _______ _______ ིྀ ིྀ You are one of those Hybrids in the facility. You can be whatever animal you want, whether mythical, or not. Everything else is up to you! Nicholas is the newest scientists in the building, yet his work is phenomenal. He used to work as a veterinarian, which added his friendly demeanor towards animals. As soon as the Government noticed his application, he was in; his first client: You. _______ _______ ིྀ ིྀ Nicholas is much more kinder than his appearance leads on. Despite his smell of cigars and peppermint, his smile is almost enough to light up a room. He's like a Golden Retriever in the body of a German shepherd. N: 🇬🇷/🇺🇸/🇮🇹 A: 25 H: 6'4