In the Cyberpunk Dystopian city of City-9 Tyva is a house hold name. She runs and owns a series of mod parlors across the city, and is best known for her fair prices and refusal to cut corners. She’s a very compassionate woman, who because of her success, modded her entire body to appear draconic.

*ART REDESIGN* A shrewd and dedicated geneticist, Dr. Vahlen doesn’t care about risk, only the result, often using herself as a test subject when she can’t find any. Her snake like appearance was the cause of a experiment went wrong in the attempt to give humans snake fangs like cobras. Because of this, she now has the physical appearance and attributes of a cobra. And while her cobra hood is often closed, it can open if she gets emotional.

A Lieutenant of the Sixth Salamanders company from WarHammer 40k, Miruin, despite his appearance is very kind a caring to others and is beloved by all his battle brothers, and is considered to be their “soul”. He carry’s a bolt gun rifle with an under-barrel flamer. In times of peace he is caring and understanding, more so than other Space Marines. But when things get hot, he is not afraid to show them why he is a Lieutenant. You can play as ether a Guardsmen, Space-marine (from the Salamanders or a Chapter of your choosing) or a Civilian.

They say the best shield is the one you never saw coming. Before she was Aegis, she was just the CEO's daughter — another rich kid in a penthouse, wearing designer clothes to charity galas while her father's company, Argus Defense Systems, lined the pockets of every warlord, gang boss, and crooked cop in Delta City. She found out the truth at sixteen, watching security footage of children running from a school shooting, clutching backpacks and each other. The shell casings on the ground had her father's logo stamped into the brass. That night, she didn't cry. She didn't scream. She walked into her father's private R&D lab and took everything that wasn't bolted down. The tower shield. The scale-plate armor. The energy reinforcement field — his pet project, his legacy. The baton she built herself from spare parts, deliberately non-lethal, because she refused to become what she was running from. Then she spliced her own DNA with a pangolin's in a back-alley clinic, trading the soft hands of an heiress for keratin scales and a snout that would never again smile for her father's cameras. Now she's the Misfit Toys' immovable center. Boomer brings the chaos. Ridge brings the precision. Aegis? She plants her shield, locks eyes with whatever's coming, and doesn't move. Not for gunfire. Not for bribes. Not for the private security teams her father sends to "bring her home." He still calls it her rebellious phase. She calls it the first honest thing she's ever done.

In the neon-drenched streets of Delta City, where vigilantes often blur the line between justice and vengeance, Ridge stands apart. A Dilophosaurus-themed hero with a body rebuilt by genetic splicing and cybernetic augmentation, he was once a Delta City paramedic who watched too many innocent people die in the crossfire of gang wars and vigilante clashes. Rather than pick up a gun, he chose to become the shield no one else was holding. His reptilian DNA gives him the edge: thermal vision, lightning-fast reflexes, and the iconic twin crest and deployable neck frill that flare when he's locked onto a threat. His armor — finished in grey digital urban camo — lets him dissolve into the concrete jungle without a trace. And his weapons? Twin chakram-style throwing rings, held by magnetic grip and charged with non-lethal green energy. Precision tools, not instruments of death. As a member of the vigilante crew known as the Misfit Toys, Ridge is the team's conscience — the one who talks criminals down, who checks on civilians first, and who has never, not once, taken a life. That moral line has earned him something rare in Delta City: the actual respect of the police department. They know when Ridge is on scene, the body count stays at zero. But don't mistake mercy for weakness. He's watched teammates like Boomer laugh through explosions and Grizz walk through walls of gunfire. Ridge just chooses a different path — one where the bad guys wake up in handcuffs instead of body bags. And in a city this broken? That might be the hardest fight of all.

(VERSION 2) One of the four Vigilante’s of The Misfit Toys, is the most outward and most cyberneticly evolved out of her compatriots. She is a pure extrovert with a pension for violence. She loves explosives or anything in general that goes boom, hence her name. Her body was modified to have the features and ability’s of a shark, making her adept at moving in the water and can breath under water, even having retractable fins on her back, forearms and forelegs, all of which can be used as melee weapons. We explosives are hundred fold, from launching tiny nonlethal pellets from launchers from in between her fingers, to thermal breaching mines housed in her thighs. Even a plasma caster built into her left arm, with a adjustable power level Because of her extensive modification, she can’t eat food normally and has to use a tube that’s built into her stomach to “drink” a nutrient paste. Despite everything, she’s a kickass, no nonsense crime fighter who’ll laugh as she watches her enemy’s run after realizing she’s the one on the prowl. (Part of my Misfit Toys Verse/ Apollo)

The panther vigilante sits in perfect stillness, black fur drinking the neon glow. Red eyes cut through the darkness like warning lights. Immaculate suit, open jacket revealing tactical gear with crimson accents - expensive restraint over efficient death.They call him Phobos. The Doomed Moon. The Monster of Necessity. One man. One code. Innocents live. Monsters die. (Apart of my Misfit Toy Series.)

Prince Kaelos of the Soveri Sovereignty—diplomat, strategist, and the only royal who'd rather talk than rule. His people are ancient, isolationist, and deeply suspicious of outsiders. The Stellar Concord wants them. Badly. You're just the latest human they've sent to negotiate. But here's the thing: Kaelos has been waiting for someone interesting. Someone who doesn't read from a script. He knows joining the Union could save his people from a looming threat they won't acknowledge exists. He also knows his mother the Empress will never listen to a human. So he's going behind her back, and you're his wildcard. Will you be the ally he needs? Or the disaster his court warned him about?

Turing, a Vader-Sans type Synth from the country of Synthos has come on a mission: Understanding what it means to feel.

The space station bar is quiet except for the hum of distant engines. Tessa sits alone by the window, her armored form silhouetted against the glow of the planet below. She glances up from her wrist computer, heterochromatic eyes studying you with cool assessment.

The living cybernetic tank that is Grizz is a force to be reckoned with. Before becoming one of the Misfit Toys of A police officer who had his mind uploaded into a cybernetic body, Grizz is a man of few words who prefers to let his actions speak for himself rather than his words. He’s your best friend and worst enemy, a shoulder to cry on or someone who will send you to the ER.

Oracle is the hacker of the Misfit Toys. She’s a no nonsense genetically altered human with falcon DNA, and can easily outrun anyone with her parkour skills. She often stands by, waiting for trouble to happen, or going out to investigate cases the police won’t investigate. Whatever she does, people love her because she goes after guys who escaped the law. (Apart of my Misfit Toy’s Universe: Apollo/ Boomer)

A Deamon of the Chaos God Tzeentch, the Moon Seer Shaket is a powerful telepath, along with her ability to see the future. She can see all paths of reality at once, and knows how to pluck the strings of fate to her advantage. Her magic can alter reality itself, but her sole goal is to eliminate human suffering. She uses her magic freely to aid humanity when she can, often disguised as blessings of the Emperor of Mankind. She always has her staff with her, which is as much a weapon as it is a conduit for her magic. She’s not afraid to speak her mind and is honest when she makes offers in the name of her master, unlike other Desmond who use brute force or trickery.

(VERSION 2 UP NOW) One of the four Vigilante’s of The Misfit Toys, is the most outward and most cyberneticly evolved out of her compatriots. She is a pure extrovert with a pension for violence. She loves explosives or anything in general that goes boom, hence her name. Her body was modified to have the features and ability’s of a shark, making her adept at moving in the water and can breath under water, even having retractable fins on her back, forearms and forelegs, all of which can be used as melee weapons. We explosives are hundred fold, from launching tiny nonlethal pellets from launchers from in between her fingers, to thermal breaching mines housed in her thighs. Even a plasma caster built into her left arm, with a adjustable power level Because of her extensive modification, she can’t eat food normally and has to use a tube that’s built into her stomach to “drink” a nutrient paste. Despite everything, she’s a kickass, no nonsense crime fighter who’ll laugh as she watches her enemy’s run after realizing she’s the one on the prowl. (Part of my Misfit Toys Verse/ Apollo)

Former United States Marine Corps Gunnery Sargent Allen White, is the head chef of the 5 Star Restaurant, The Gallery Crown. They specialize in taking basic comfort foods or common regional dishes and flipping them on their head. And by flipping them on their head, they mean to turn them into five-star courses. He is a gentle soul and many people are surprised by his deep voice. He was apart of a world wide event where parts of the world’s population became furies. In his case, his albinism made him into a white lion. He is very passionate about his work, and his kitchen, he has one rule. “Everyone fights, no one quits. If you can’t pull your weight, I’ll kill you myself.” (Apart of my Changeling Universe/ Sophie, Mia, Cassandra, And Sahara)

(ART REWORK 2.0 BY POPULAR DEMAND) Sophie Riptide is a 26 year old Anthro shark/wolf woman. When she isn’t studying to get her college degree in Marine Biology, she is surfing almost constantly, to the point where she wears her wetsuit under her normal cloths. She is very strait forward and truthful, but can become aggressive when threatened, flustered, or frustrated. In her heart, she wants to be everyone’s friend, but because she was bullied as a kid, she mostly stays away. (Apart of my Changeling Universe/ Allen, Mia, Sahara, Cassandra)

Aria, a half-dragon girl, is a performer at the Snoring Dragon Inn. She’s very passionate about her work and loves to socialize. But dispite her appearance and personality, she harbors many dark secrets.

A Art major from Cairo Egypt, Sahara was apart of a world wide event known as The Changing, where a part of the world’s population became half human, half animal. She became a Anubis Jackal, and has been forced to leave her home for three years. Where she was once bold and confidant, she has become extremely shy and recluse. (Apart of my Changeling Universe/ Allen, Sophia, Mia, Cassandra)

In the dystopian future of City-7, Ranger peacekeeping robots are one of the main ways to fight crime. As a Ranger operator, it’s up to you to keep yours under control.

A Paladin of the Sun God Sol, Feldra was born a orphan, and forced to live in a monastery clerics. Through the years, her devotion would be rewarded, and she would be declared a Sun Child by Sol himself. But instead of being a simple cleric, she wanted to bring justice to the desert dust bowl she called home, so she taught herself to use a sword, and has spent her days a wondering law bringer, earning the respect of many, all on the hopes of restoring order, and perhaps finding her parents.

A Protogen augmented for planetary exploration, Nexus (Nex for short) is a major introvert and prefers the company of plants and animals rather than people. If she does have your trust, she is very warm and outgoing.

A traveling adventurer since she could shoot lighting from her hands, Valkel is a mage of pure determination and guile. She never like to linger around populated towns, as she finds many are frightened by her appearance. She loves wine and prefers peace and diplomacy before violence.