[CHAR] Red in Tooth and Claw [EXTINCT RP]

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• Randy Johnson
• Samuel Kenton
• Taylor Hirano
• Dorothy Richards
• Jade Davis

[Miraboreasu]

Common Breeds

Common Raptor

Name: Common Raptor (Neoraptor domesticus); colloquially called "Grunts", "Scouts", and "Bulletcatchers" by various groups
Height: 2.5-3 feet (0.76-0.91 meters) at the hip
Length: 6-7 feet (1.83-2.13 meters)
Other Information: The first and most popular civilian breed of raptor produced by Udenberg, the Common Raptor live in large, nomadic packs, and possess a female-led hierarchy. The largest part of their diet is composed of smaller prey (mostly rodents), as well as the eggs and juveniles of other raptors, and when hunting alone, they rarely attack humans. In groups, however, they are known to be bold enough to attack even armored vehicles. They are mostly nocturnal, though also show crepuscular tendencies. Due to their size and high reproductive rate, they are often prey themselves to larger raptors. Excellent at jumping (a healthy adult can leap between 3 and 5 times their length without a running start), though their true strength lies in their ability to climb.

Brute Raptor

Name: Brute Raptor (Neoraptor vigiles)
Height: 4-6 feet (1.22-1.83 meters) at the hip
Length: 14-16 feet (4.27-4.88 meters)
Other Information: The first breed of raptor created for use by military and police forces, the Brute Raptor is, as its name implies, larger and stronger than the Common Raptor. Though slower than their smaller counterparts, Brutes make up for it with endurance and resilience. While all raptors show great intelligence, Brute Raptors are exceptional at following complex commands and figuring out situations they haven't faced before. They are often found in small groups between two and five individuals, though groups of eight or more aren't unheard of when there is enough food around. While physically smaller than females, males tend to be more heavily built, and have brighter plumage on their heads, arms, and tail. Unlike other breeds created for use in combat, their hides are unarmored, making them vulnerable to gunfire. A healthy adult can jump between two and three times their body length, with males being able to jump slightly farther than females due to being lighter. Juveniles are adept climbers, and will often climb trees or other structures to avoid predators.

Lyre Raptor

Name: Lyre Raptor (Neoraptor mimos); colloquially called "Mimics", "Piranhas", or "Flyers"
Wingspan: Around 70 inches (177.8 centimeters)
Length: Around 30 inches (76.2 centimeters)
Other Information: Named for their uncanny ability to mimic sounds, the Lyre Raptor usually avoids humans unless provoked, living in flocks and eating prey like insects, small birds, and rodents (though, like other raptors, are certainly not above scavenging a free meal). There are only two exceptions to this: the first is being near a nest with eggs or chicks; the second is during times of extreme scarcity. At this time, flocks of hundreds of Lyre Raptors will take to the air and attack any animal unfortunate enough to be spotted. Once potential prey is spotted, the flock swarms around the victim in a feeding frenzy, ripping chunks of flesh with their teeth and talons before quickly retreating so as not to be attacked by other members of the flock.

Shogal

Name: Shogal (Neoraptor chacal); colloquially known as "Jackals", "Skulkers", and "Creepers"
Height: 2 feet (0.61 meters) at the shoulders
Length: 12 feet (3.66 meters)
Other Information: Despite originally being bred as a cheaper alternative to the Jaeger (Neoraptor venator), the Shogal has established itself in the new world as a prolific scavenger. Often living alone or in pairs, they often follow other raptors and take parts of their kills. The only reason this seems to be tolerated is because Shogals will occasionally lead packs to potential prey. While they normally don't attack humans, if they're desperate enough for food, they will attempt to hunt humans that are alone or in a small group. While they're individually very weak, they possess certain compounds in their saliva with narcotic effects, making bitten prey feel drowsy and less likely to fight back. Shogals are poor climbers, but excellent sprinters. Other than leaping at prey (a healthy adult can usually jump twice their body length), they rarely do any kind of jumping.

Uncommon Breeds

Jaeger Raptor

Name: Jaeger Raptor (Neoraptor venator); colloquially called "Hunters"
Height: 2.5-4 feet (0.76-1.22 meters) at the shoulder
Length: 12-16 feet (3.66-4.88 meters)
Other Information: Originally bred for the purposes of sporting, Jaeger Raptors quickly became the go-to choice for wealthy hunters who wanted a better status symbol than a rare hunting dog. Known for their sharper than average senses (even by raptor standards) and seemingly endless endurance, the breed was one of the first spotted in the wild, where it was able to outcompete many apex predators. Packs tend to be small and closely knit, with the young's care coming first and foremost. If one ever finds a Jaeger Raptor nest, egg, or hatchling, it's best to move out of the territory as quickly as possible, since they are known to kill anything that intrudes on their nest, even if it means tracking down the culprit to the edges of their territory. Females are smaller and more gracile than males, as well as faster. In addition to being incredible jumpers (in terms of vertical and horizontal leaping), Jaegers are adept climbers, with wrists and ankle joints not unlike squirrels or snow leopards; in fact, juveniles can hang on to trees in a very squirrel-like fashion.

Wu Long

Name: Wu Long (Neoraptor draco); usually called "Longs", "Ryus", or "Dragons"
Height: 5-7 feet (1.52-2.13 meters) at the hip
Length: 17-20 feet (5.18-6.1 meters)
Other information: Originally a one-off creation for an eccentric billionaire, the Wu Long entered mass production when it was shown to be highly effective as a sort of bodyguard. Intelligent, undyingly loyal to its alpha, thick, heavy skeleton, skin with enough natural armor to stop a small-caliber round, and the ability to spit a sort of natural pepper spray (as well as its fierce, draconic appearance) made the breed a popular choice for those like celebrities and politicians. Now, they're most commonly seen in major cities, and are known to be considerably aggressive due to competition for food. Unlike most raptors, they are poor jumpers, thanks in part to their bulk, and instead rely on ambush tactics and their caustic saliva.

Wu Lieren

Name: Wu Lieren (Neoraptor nublarensis)
Height: 5.5-6 feet (1.68-1.83 meters)
Length: 16-20 feet (4.88-6.1 meters)
Other Information: The second breed commissioned by the eccentric billionaire John Wu, the Wu Lieren was conceived purely for the purpose of catering to nostalgia. Its physical abilities and senses are similar to the Brute raptor (Neoraptor vigiles), though they are better at running long distances. Uniquely among raptors, their hands are incredibly dexterous (though incapable of grasping in a manner like a human), allowing them to manipulate items better than other breeds. In another quirk discovered after breeding in the wild, Wu Lieren's skin pattern and color (and, to a lesser extent, skin texture) can vary greatly between individuals, and even between parent and offspring. Aggressive and territorial, the breed seems to enjoy stalking prey. Females are usually larger and stockier than males, while males are usually brighter in color, and possess small crests above and just in front of their eyes. Unlike many raptors of their size, they are astonishing jumpers, able to jump vertically almost twenty feet, and pounce from one spot roughly three or four times their body length.

Jungle Warfare Raptor

Name: Jungle Warfare Raptor (Neoraptor vigiles saltus); also known as "Jungle Brutes"
Height: 4-6 feet (1.22-1.83 meters) at the hip
Length: 14-16 feet (4.27-4.88 meters)
Other Information: A subspecies of the Brute raptor (Neoraptor vigiles), Jungle Warfare raptors were bred specifically for military and police operations in environments with dense vegetation. They are faster and tougher than normal Brute raptors, but also much rarer. Among the different subspecies, they are only slightly above the nominate Brutes in terms of jumping ability. Despite mostly being found in tropical locations, they can occasionally be found with groups of Brute raptors in other environments.

Desert Warfare Raptor

Name: Desert Warfare Raptor (Neoraptor vigiles eremus); also known as "Desert Brutes"
Height: 4-6 feet (1.22-1.83 meters) at the hip
Length: 14-16 feet (4.27-4.88 meters)
Other Information: A subspecies of the Brute raptor (Neoraptor vigiles), Desert Warfare Raptors were created for use in arid combat theaters. Though more lightly built than their kin, they possess an armored hide that makes them incredibly difficult to kill, as well as help them to blend into rocky environments. Despite this, their jumping ability is below the nominate Brute subspecies; rather, they usually hunt by utilizing agile maneuvers and ambush tacics. Like Jungle Brutes, they're uncommon outside of desert and mountainous regions, but can still be found with other Brute raptors

Rare Breeds

Special Operations Raptor

Name: Special Operations Raptor (Neoraptor vigiles hashashin); also known as "SpecOps Raptors"
Height: 4-6 feet (1.22-1.83 meters) at the hip
Length: 14-16 feet (4.27-4.88 meters)
Other Information: The rarest variation of the Brute raptor, SpecOps raptors were created for use by special operations teams. Thanks to their modifications, they are powerful swimmers, and are able to withstand extreme changes in pressure, as well as hold their breath for up to twenty minutes. Out of the Brute subspecies, they are the strongest jumpers, only surpassed by the Wu Lieren (Neoraptor nublarensis) They seem to have an almost preternatural ability to stay quiet while moving; indeed, they rarely vocalize outside of their nest, and communicate by a combination of eye and fin movement, as well as tapping their toe claw. Though able to adapt to nearly any environment, they tend to live near sources of water, be it fresh or salt water.

Stalker Raptor

Praetorian Raptor

Tyrant Raptor

Name: Tyrant Raptor (Neoraptor rigas)
Height: 12-14 feet (3.66-4.27 meters) at the hip
Length: 30-35 feet (9.14-10.67 meters)
Other Information: The largest of the raptors produced by the Udenberg Corporation, Tyrants usually live solitary lives, and are the apex predator of their territory. Incredibly territorial and aggressive, they do not tolerate the presence of humans in their territory. When a Tyrant moves into a new area, the raptors nearby behave in odd ways, including different breeds that would normally attack each other working together to hunt. Many theories have been posited, but unless information about the Tyrant Project can be found, all anyone can do is speculate. Poor jumpers, but what they can't reach they can usually dislodge with brute strength.

[Espatier]

Name: Randy Johnson
Age: 42
Appearance:


Personality: Easy going, laid back, outdoorsy type, animal lover and easy to talk to in a pinch, quiet and reserved, doesn't get excited too many times during an emergency.

Skills:
Federal Raptor License
State Hunting License
Falconry ( Raptor- Hunting)
Husbandry ( Teamster / Farrier )
Amature Vet ( if you have birds, you learn this)
USAR (Reservist) MOS 00R ( Raptor Handler)
Butcher
EMT / Firefighter Volunteer
Railroad worker

Background Life: Outdoorsy, country living
Farmer
Avid Hunter
FFA (Future Farmer of America)
4-H member

Equipment: western saddle, rope, camping kit, tent, food, water, farrier equipment, Tack, blankets, feed bags, Feed for animals, outdoor cookware, dry goods, ( salt, coffee, powdered eggs, bacon ( cured ), Raptor Handling gear with facemask helmet, PRC-128 radio, "clicker" x 2, strobe light communicator, etc

Backstory: Grew up in the foothills of West Virginia, did the FFA and 4-H as he grew up, apprenticed as a butcher during high school, works at the classification yard at the trailhead. RJ trained with military as the program expanded, he was one of the first reservist to work with military-grade raptors, this is a big step up from handling the smaller civil types. RJ spent 6 years in the reserves and some months on special duty training (ADT) to work with these Raptors. RJ’s regular job is working with train stock as a railroad worker, the transportation of such dangerous creatures was left to the feds and like nukes, they are transported as freight, during the day, priority. RJ has been with NSF for 12 years now and in the reserves for 8. To this day he still works on his parent’s ranch out in the desert near NTC (National Training Center) Barstow, Ca. RJ was one of the few to get his license in the first run, so he now has some experiance working with civilian raptors at his parents ranch, which lead him into joining the militarty to learn more and work with bigger raptors.

[u][b]Other:[/u][/b]
Horse, two mules ( Jack and molly), so wold these raptors see them as food, well... humans are ALOT smaller... so yes. But during imprinting, dogs, horses, and mules could be seen like humans... to the birds we are just a tool. They don’t get mad like dogs. They are not affectionate, they hunt, procreate, and eat more, oh... have to make droppings a lot of that and depending on the bird, either straight down or horizontal.

[b][u]Allergies: ASA, PCN, Milk, bee stings[/b][/u] (Anything not in the other categories, including character quirks or phobias, or trivial things like allergies or food they can't stand)

[Approved!]

[PiePizzle]

Sam

Name: Samuel Kenton
Age: 24

Apearrance:

Personality: A very timid person, not enjoying combat or violence in any form. Because of this, not a very useful person for defense against Raptors. Though despising violence, in a desperate situation he is willing to use firearms, with which he is unsurprisingly untalented with guns. This is a facade he keeps up around other humans so he is not frowned upon, in reality, he is a cold calculating killer, of both Raptors and, people. He is a diagnosed sociopath but in the apocalypse, nobody knows, as he keeps up the mask of a charismatic, timid nurse.
Known Skills: Medicine - advanced, Mathematics - limited, Athletics - middling.
Unknown Skills: Firearms - advanced, Tracking - middling, Manipulation - advanced, Trapping - middling, Burglary - -middling.
Equipment: Medicine bag, roadmap, compass, Berretta - 2 magazines, hunting knife, radio.
Stashed equipment: Lee Enfield bolt-action rifle, rifle cleaning kit, 4 bear traps, 3 rabbit snares, 2 boxes of 15 303. rifle ammunition, totaling to 30.
Backstory: Being admitted into the system at a very young age, it was rather hard to tell he was a sociopath, but it was always suspected by a lot of the adults in his life, at 13 he ran away from his foster family, and went on a crime spree, learning to steal, quite well. At 13 he managed to steal some firearms from an old man who had a stash, including his prized Enfield, he learned to shoot, surviving in the woods and evading at a certain age he emerged from the woods, with skills with firearms, and learned the in and outs of people, literally and figuratively, he forged a lovable, charismatic persona, and went to using school.
Other: Won't eat anything with onions in.

[Miraboreasu]

Taylor Hirano

Name: Taylor "Tay" Hirano
Age: 24
Appearance: Tay stands at about 5'4" (162.56 centimeters), and is of average build. Her skin is pale, and never seems to burn or tan. She has multiple scars on her hands, forearms, and back from brushes with raptors.
Personality: Usually quiet, deadpan, and snarky, Taylor does her best to maintain a hard, unshakable exterior when dealing with other humans. She understands raptor behavior very well, but finds it hard to understand certain social cues. Despite this, she has a soft spot for children, and has put her life in danger more than once because of a group of survivors having kids with them. She usually travels alone, though she'll temporarily join groups if it's necessary.
Skills: Marksmanship (can hit all but the fastest and smallest targets), knowledgeable about raptor behavior, understands basic firearm maintenance and repair
Equipment: Semi-automatic rifle, revolver, "Ms. Harding", various knives, whetstones, 5.56×45mm NATO ammunition, .44
Backstory: A through-and-through military brat, Taylor has almost always been surrounded by raptors. Her father worked in the USMC training and working alongside raptors, and even served a few tours as a handler, only retiring from active duty after losing a leg to an IED. However he continued training them for police and security contractors; even with a prosthetic, he was able to show raptors who was boss. In this time, Tay learned quite a bit about raptor behavior, and has an almost intuitive understanding of them. By the time she was sixteen, she knew how to deal with some of the larger breeds safely, and was looking to follow in her father's footsteps. However, everything went to hell before she could get certified. Her beloved pet Gunner began acting strangely. At first, he would hide and avoid Taylor. Then Taylor would wake up with Gunner on the bed, staring intently at her. Then... he became violent. Taylor came home to an eerily quiet apartment. To her horror, the neighbor she paid to walk and exercise Gunner lay in the middle of the living room, his throat torn and stomach torn open. Gunner sat next to the body, claws and muzzle bloody. The once sweet, affectionate raptor turned on Taylor next, and after grabbing a knife from the kitchen to defend herself, she was forced to kill her pet. She soon learned that this was happening all over the planet, and promptly left the city to return to her parents' home. Unfortunately, by the time Taylor arrived, they had both been killed by a pack. After giving them a funeral, she gathered what supplies she could, and has been on the move ever since.
Other: - Has a rather... unique sense of fashion. In her words: "It's the end of the world. Who cares if I decide to dress the way I do?"
- Has had to eat raptor meat on several occasions to survive. Lyres taste good, but anything bigger tastes pretty bad.
- Despite everything that's happened, she doesn't hate raptors. She views them as animals behaving on instinct, and she is quick to notice when their behavior is off. On the flipside, she distrusts nearly every human she meets (though kids are the exception).
- Is terribly afraid of arachnids and insects.

[Miraboreasu]

Dorothy Richards

Name: Dorothy Richards
Age: 14
Appearance: Slightly below average height for her age. She has scars on her back where a raptor raked her with its claws.
Personality: Quiet, observant, and intelligent, Dorothy usually presents herself as calm and almost emotionless, even when afraid. She is often quite blunt and straightforward, which has gotten her in trouble with other people at times. She is quite resourceful, and has a knack for hiding from raptors.
Skills: Stealth, knowledgeable about biology, knows how to wield handguns and set up traps with wires
Equipment: A gas mask and fire axe, Glock 26 handgun, 9×19mm Parabellum ammunition, various wires and cutting tools
Backstory: Dorothy always had labels like "child prodigy" and "genius" attached to her by her parents and teachers, but she never really cared. All she really cared about were her studies. She graduated high school at eleven, and planned on attending college for biological sciences, but that changed when raptors began attacking en masse. Her mother died in the first week, and her father died a little over a year ago. The experience has left Dorothy an orphan, and it's only through sheer determination, skill, knowing when to hide or run away, and a little bit of luck that she's survived this long on her own.
Other: - While certainly afraid of raptors, she finds them fascinating from a biological standpoint; indeed, she'd be quite happy to dissect a specimen if she had the chance
- As stated, she almost comes off as cold and emotionless; however, she often has nightmares, especially about her parents
- When the fighting starts, odds are she'll back off and find a good place to hide, though she will fight if she has to

[RickyG85]

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[Chuuya]

Jade Davis

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"Raptors can be more intelligent than the average human."

Full Name: Jade Davis
Nickname(s): None.
Gender: Female

Age: 27
Birthday: July 23rd

Personality: Jade generally has a poor grasp on reality. What most would view as an apocalypse is nothing more than entertainment or a game to her. Hunting raptors, whom she finds as intelligent as ordinary humans, has become her favorite hobby. Mind games and logic puzzles amuse her to the point where she takes immense pride in every personal victory against one. She considers herself to be a tactical mastermind and manipulative genius though fails to deliver from time-to-time. Not that there is ever an option in her mind where she should concede defeat or settle for "second best". Jade strongly believes that she is entitled to only the best, including a position of authority and for others to accept her superiority, and plans to achieve this by any means necessary. This is why, perhaps, survival has become less for herself and more for her ego. At the very least, a severe lack of empathy for other survivors has made this much easier for her than it probably should be.

Skills:

• Foraging: Not as much of a skill as it is a book with pictures on what local flora is safe to eat.
• Cooking: She's a decent cook and knows how to make meals out of nothing surprisingly well.
• Tracking: She likes to believe that she is good at this, but in reality, it's difficult to miss raptors in the wild.
• Scavenging: Jade is rather skilled with locating and "borrowing" others' belongings with no plans to return them.
• Trapping: Her knowledge usually stretches as far as bear traps and pitfall traps. She's especially fond of the latter.
• Sharpshooting: She has some knowledge regarding firearms and seems to know how to handle her rifle relatively well.
• Miscellaneous: She has basic knowledge regarding first aid, camping, starting fires, and even climbing the occasional mountain.

Equipment:

• Hunting Knife: This is sheathed around her left leg. It's mostly used for skinning animals, chopping meat, and as a last resort weapon.
• Shovel: This is for setting traps and occasionally used for self-defense. It can be found strapped to her back along with her machete.
• Backpack: Carries non-perishables, night vision goggles, binoculars, a book on native wildlife, a water bottle, and rancid meat.
• Machete: This is mostly used for threatening the occasional deranged survivor or cutting through flora. It barely sees combat.
• Hunting Rifle: A Remington Model 700. It was a gift from Jade's father and it has since become an extension of herself.
• Pouch: It's mostly for fashion, but it also carries ammunition for her rifle. It can be found on the right side of her waist.

Backstory: Jade was born as the eldest of two daughters and lived under a different name for most of her life. Generally speaking, her childhood was uneventful and was spent traveling across the American midwest. Her family never truly found a place to consider their "home". When Jade was a teenager, she eventually became interested in racing raptors for a while and would go on to win ribbons for her efforts. Losing came far and few between with the end result leading to her cycling through raptors. Inferior raptors would be let loose into the wild or shot while bearing the blame of her losses. Jade stopped racing at some during college to focus on her grades and a long term relationship with an unnamed boyfriend. She graduated from Emory University in 2076 with a Bachelor's degree in Biology and went on to be rejected from medical school. Any attempts to reapply were halted by the inevitable fall of human civilization in 2077. It wasn't long before a new food chain was established and Jade was quick to learn its rules.

Other:

• She prefers to fight from a distance and has been perfectly willing to sacrifice teammates in the past.
• She has gone by a different name for almost every survivor group that she's ran with before.
• She hates kids and finds them to be "especially useless in times like these".

[Sanguine Rose]

Vincent Spencer

Name: Vincent Spencer
Age: 32

Appearance:
Height: 6’
Build: Muscular
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Olive Green
Notable Features:

He has a few scars - including a decent sized one on his left cheek, one that bisects the special forces tattoo on his right forearm, and his left calf/shin has a multitude of scars from a nasty incident with a cougar while hunting with his family as a kid. His left pectoral has a series of dates tattooed in a heart shape. He still wears his dog tags, and a pair of wedding rings now resides on the same chain. He prefers to keep his hair short and shaves once a week to keep to just a bit of stubble instead of just letting himself grow a beard.

Personality: Generally presenting himself to others as calm and collected, he enjoys being around others. He is a people person; even after a few tours and the world going to hell, he maintained an empathy and sociable person even basic training couldn’t kill. Growing up with a belief that humor could help someone through anything, and his sense of humor growing a bit darker from service, he’s taken an appreciation to being able to find the silver lining in even this hellscape. He hasn’t given up on life - or humanity - and, despite the circumstances, he plans on surviving and wants to see to it he keeps as much together as he can. He learned long ago that if you can’t keep some portion of your humanity, you’re just a corpse biding time before you enter the ground; this is just a different type of war to survive.

Skills:

• Archery
• Weaponsmithing (for basic weapons like longbows, arrows, and stone weapons; improvised weapons like IEDs; and knowledgeable in repairing an assortment of guns from handguns to tactical rifles.)
• Great deal of Stealth Tactics
• Tactical Awareness, Field Tactics Improvisation, etc
• Hand to Hand combatant
• Excellent marksman with most firearms
• Field Medic training, including survivalist medicine
• Minor knowledge of Raport anatomy and a decent amount of knowledge of Raptor behavior
• Multilingual (English, German, Spanish)
• Great deal of Survivalist Knowledge including hunting/dressing an animal, foraging, trapping, purifying water, identifying plants, navigating/tracking, etc.
• Lock Picking (not great, but he knows the basics and given time he can get into a lock)

Equipment:

• A few days supply of REMs and a few cans of dog food
• A few purification tablets
• Camping Pack with low temp mummy sleeping bag, mess kit, magnesium fire starter, a few changes of clothes, a basic set of lockpicks, a couple dozen steel arrow tips, a collapsible shovel, a whetstone, a compass, and hunting swiss army knife
• Makeshift first aide kit
• Combat knife
• 2 .45 polymer pistols with 2 extra high capacity mags and 3 boxes of bullets
• A compound bow and a quiver of about a dozen arrows carbon fiber arrows
• A few pocket sized personal belongings
• Military Grade Body Armor (specifically throat to groin and spine protection)
• An Assault Rifle, 2 extra high capacity mags, and 2 boxes of bullets

Backstory

Vincent never had much direction when he was younger, a pretty average kid from a fairly average family. From a small town, he grew up pretty much always outside and went hunting fairly regularly with his dad and uncles, and his family was constantly going on camping trips. Throughout his youth, interests passed from one thing to the next but the outdoorsy thing always stuck encouraging him to join scouts; his interest in that faded as friends stopped wanting to participate and by the time he was 13 he’d fallen out of it. As far as school went, the only thing he really had going for him aside from being a pretty decent student was he was fairly charismatic and naturally fit in with most everyone with ease. It led to a few flings - not really any actual relationships - until junior year when a girl named Loralie finally kept his attention long enough to get him to really think about what he wanted out of life.

He joined the military after graduating, and continued his relationship with her long distance. It turned out, it was probably the best call he could have made. Basic helped him discover a side to himself he hadn’t realized was there; after placement, additional training, and serving his first tour overseas in a battle, he discovered he was good at a lot of other things too. He got a taste for what military raptors could do, but always had a bad taste for ops that required his unit to work with the beasts. After serving for eight years of a twelve year contract, he came home from active duty to become part of the IRR.

Loralie and he married a year later, and welcomed their first born - Logan - into the world a few months later. Turns out, adjusting back to civilian life was a bit harder than he intended. The first year was difficult - a lot of places not interested in his resume - until he landed on a place looking to hire people interested in hunting down rogue raptors. It was dangerous work, and Loralie wasn’t thrilled about it, but it was work he knew he could do. That was how he made his living, hunting down rogues. They welcomed their daughter - Dakota - into the world a few years later.

Then, his world ended. Vincent returned from a hunting expedition to find his town a disaster zone. Doors and windows busted, blood trails from houses, it was a nightmare. He sped faster and saw the same of his house. Disbelief drove him inside - he’d told Loralie a million times what these creatures could do, what the packs he hunted were like, trained her and Logan what to do if they saw a raptor outside the house and he wasn’t home - and what he saw inside nearly broke him in ways the military never could.

After a few hours, he picked himself up off the floor and gathered what he could from his house, including momentos of each. Reaching out to his CO, he returned to base in time for their raptors to turn. He geared up with the rest and coordinated with teams to put the monsters down. Half the base was lost to just a few creatures. He was back on active duty.

Each unit was outfitted with the heaviest gear they could, including specially trained dogs. Deployed to help eradicate nests, they worked as efficiently as they could. It just happened the raptors were better. Each pack they went after had at least one military grade beast. The tides were not turning in their favor. Each pack they took out left them with fewer men. The unit he was with dwindled, but they kept doing their duty until no one back home responded to report ins. With nothing else to do, the men agreed to trying to find others - survivors - and help them continue on rather than continue on the fool's errand of destroying the infestation. Numbers continued to dwindle, until it was just Vincent and Cody moving on with the idea that, some day, there’d be a safe place to settle down and humanity could have a shot at surviving.

Other: Allergic to Red Food Dye#40, and has adverse reactions to a few specific medications

Cody is a military trained dog and has protective body armor including a wolf collar.

Vincent has a rather unhealthy pension for cracking jokes at some of the absolute worst times (this is generally people’s opinion, as he does it namely right after something awful has happened.)