Dolosus Raptor

Dolosus; crafty, cunning. Indie Jurassic World OC BLUE² Multiship + Multiverse Crossover Friendly 21+ Mutuals Only Under Construction !!!NOT A SPOILER FREE BLOG!!!

[weaponizedraptor]

Female

[paleobotanist-deactivated201512]

As soon as Ellie had heard about the hybrid that they had created she had to go see it. To think that they had made something like that, something that could be even more dangerous than the raptors, was terrifying. 

Her footsteps slowed as she approached the staff section of the enclosure, given a clear view of the area. Her gaze scanned around to find her, settling on the creature within there as she moved closer. “What have they done to you?” she murmured, a hand pressed lightly to the glass as she studied her with a soft sigh. 

[weaponizedraptor]

Perhaps the woman didn't know Two could hear her. The slats in the glass to one side allowed her to do so- because she was often questioned. Proof of her intelligence, they'd say. Mostly, it was a game. She tilts her head as she approaches; hands held much like the raptors would as squared rear pauses in it's forward motion so she can eye the female.

"Fed, lately."

Which was true. She didn't understand why people kept looking at her as if they were sympathetic.

[columbinch]

It was impressive.  Echo would later admire the trap that was set.  It was more Delta’s speed to set traps though; the second eldest preferred the more direct, violent approach.

Echo snarled in response, letting out a cry that meant hostility.  A noise her pack would respond to.

Her sickle claws raised above the ground and her weight shifted.  She would attack if necessary.  She hissed angrily at the odd creature.  It looked just how it smelled; a combination of pack and prey.

No.  Not pack.  Too violent.  Threat-to-pack.

[weaponizedraptor]

There's a hiss, and a guttural clicking- because she knows that this raptor has pack. She's heard them time and time again, and she isn't sure- or pleased- by the idea that the they might come. No; maybe this was best to simply intimidate and stand her ground, to an extent.

Two might be strong and intelligent- but she's intelligent enough to realize a pack is too much for her to deal with. The cost of such endeavors might kill her, too.

So she turns slightly; making herself look bigger and backing slightly towards the den she'd made- hopefully this raptor would get the idea and go away.

[wasacoyote]

So after spending two days in and out of the hospital, and being aware that I’ll continue to do so; please note that I will be on semi-hiatus for the next week or two. I’ll be around to reblog and send memes, but general replies and what not are on hold; sorry darlings! I am available on skype (You must send me your URL or I won’t add you.) for RP, bSing, hanging around, etc. (My skype name is I.Am.Zambees) sorry babes, but I gotta heal!

[weaponizedraptor]

Unlikely Guest

[hardwhipping-archive-blog-deact]

           Eileen had been walking around the park. She had some off time and felt like taking a long walk to overthink her live. She wasn’t one to do that often, but sometimes she liked the quiet. The blonde must have taken a wrong turn somewhere, because she didn’t recognize where she was now.

           Looking around, seeing a bench, she decided to sit down for a moment and just think about the way she walked. Out of the bag she carried, she took a bottle of water and a sandwich. She laid it next to her on the bench and just stared for a bit.

[weaponizedraptor]

What was that? That looked like food.

Two tilts her head up, sniffing curiously; before she does eventually stand- and pace close to the gate that keeps her held inside the cage. She paces along side it, giving a clickering little noise that eventually escalates into a hiss.

It is food; and she wants it- the blonde of little consequence now.

"Please."

She isn't above trying to cajole food by 'begging.'

[weaponizedraptor]

Tests

[oftheranger]

This one was different. He’d been briefed on this before ever laying eyes on InGen’s latest venture, but that was months ago now - he’d grown used to that understatement in the intervening weeks, and now he’s sure that his employers did not fully understand the extent of that cautionary statement.

He’s also quite sure that an animal handler is not the best fit for dealing with whatever she is, but he’s it, for now, and as he walks up to the bars - really, couldn’t they make it a little less like a cage - he thinks he has some news that will please the hybrid, if nothing else. She’d have to cooperate, but he thinks he’ll have some luck with that.

Chicks hang limply from one hand, the other resting languidly on a hip. He knows she sees him, wherever she is, even if the guards - who loiter restlessly behind him with their semi-automatic tranquillisers - underestimate her and all the others constantly. Not that it bothered him - their stupidity wasn’t going to get him killed, after all.

“Two. We’re going for a walk.” He doesn’t bother to raise his voice, either, knowing his low growl will carry enough for her ears to hear him. His eyes don’t leave the open patch of earth in the foreground of the enclosure, though he can hear one of the guards give a sharp inhale, and he’s smirking as he says the last word as much at them as anything else. “Outside.”

[weaponizedraptor]

She's been watching him from the front gate of her enclosure, eyeing the chicks as he approaches. She's excited- the treat might be her favorite, but the prospect of what sort of thing he might ask of her in exchange for treats has her restless and excited. He doesn't raise his voice; and she has to listen- to focus only on him, when he speaks. She understands this exchange. He doesn't yell; he doesn't scream at her- only draw her attention into him, despite the arousal of food and threat behind him.

Though his deceleration that she will be allowed outside has her pausing. She's curious, and her head tilts to and fro, watching him through the bars as she exhales and inhales curiously. She moves to the stand position- a small spot she'd been trained to stand in, and not to move from until she was released. It was by the door, in full view of the door.

It's a message that she is willing to comply with whatever he might ask her to do; and a sign it is safe to enter the cage without her rushing it.

[weaponizedraptor]

Presentation

She hated these presentations; where she was made to demonstrate her intelligence by playing simple games and answering simple questions; where her anatomy was dissected by the presenter, and she was made to stand near the staff viewing area so that investors could marvel at her scutes and ridges; see that they were in fact what they appeared to be.

She did as she was told; feigning placid behavior and expecting at some point- maybe today, tomorrow, next month- they would give her enough knowledge and stupid trust that she would escape. When one investor asked about her reproductive capability, she hissed in annoyance; eyeing the man through the glass.

It would be over soon, and she could go destress in her own isolation.

[weaponizedraptor]

Pockets

Most keepers wore vests; and Two liked them- mostly because they often times had some sort of food item in them. Recently, she'd been given hamburger bits- little cooked bits of hamburger- and hotdog pieces. Much more flavorful then day old chicks and frozen-thawed rats.

And almost always kept in pockets.

Sure, the employee that had been feeding her these things had done so in secret; but it had given her the excitable response to chirp and pace the fence whenever anyone came over with a vest on.

[weaponizedraptor]

Chatty

From time to time other keepers would come near her pen. Usually it was in search of her trainer, maintenance, or any other person who'd come to see her. Often assistants would go missing, just for the chance to interact with Two- because, in a good mood, she would be somewhat chatty and curious. So it wasn't unreasonable for the curious to come and look in on her.

That was likely while the flying one's trainer was coming close to her enclosure. Someone he was looking for, or something, had likely stopped by. So when he comes close to her cage, she's right at the gate, hands hanging through the bars, and face pressed- watching him with a low chirrup of curiosity.

[womaninherits-blog]

to anyone who in the fandom with experience involving animals/hybrids/genetics: is it just me, or does Indominous Rex have somewhat small eyes for a predator of her caliber? Also— did you notice anything about her that seemed to particularly emphasize the fact that she was a hybrid ( personally, I wondered at her sometimes seemingly mismatched head size in comparison to how muscular/large her body was, which made me wonder in particular about lion/tiger hybrids and how they tend to be exceedingly large)? Just curiosities, if anyone has any opinions.

[weaponizedraptor]

I’ve got a bit of experience breeding hybrid reptiles, so i’ll take a crack at this. It really depends on what exactly Indominous was a hybrid of. We can’t know exactly what kind animal she’s made of. What we’re told is a t-rex, frog and cuttlefish and of course, raptor. However I’ve seen various sources say viper, a smattering of other dinos- etc. We can also be missing pieces of her genetic contributors too. Which subspecies of ‘tree frog’ and cuttlefish? We just can’t know. In any case, hybrid animals often have ‘hybrid vigor’ which makes them bigger then their base species. From my idea, I’d think her eyes are fine- T-rex doesn't need huge eyes, as they aren’t as important as the massive olfactory area that is needed for a possibly scavenging carnivore. However, frogs, cuttlefish and raptors seem to all have large and excellent vision (even seeing spectrum of color we don’t.) so this seems like a bit of a flaw. Her teeth perplex me a bit- because she has very crocodilian teeth. They overlap each other, and there is no lip to conceal them. She also appears to have crocodillian scutes along her back. I’m wondering where the spine-hair like things came in from? Also the way she moves is a bit front heavy; and her fore limbs seem to be a little too big for a t-rex base. It would suggest her spine aight to be curved to compensate the extra weight, which would lead to some interesting and frankly impossible anatomical spinal issues which lead to the tail being misplaced- it should be higher to balance. I feel they should have claimed her build as being based on the spinosaurus instead, but that’s just me. Hybrid vigor can quantify quite a few different “problems” with the Indominous. This doesn't cover all of it- but there’s that.

[weaponizedraptor]

Heat

[salvosaequitate]

Bard placed her thumb on the hose, letting the cold spray wash out all over the creature. Bard leaned forward, not too close, and let the spray really cover her. “Is this okay?” she asked quietly. “Is this enough? Are they feeding you well?” she wanted to beat the holy hell out of those scientists. For ethics.

[weaponizedraptor]

Two flinches at the first contact of water- it's not unpleasant, but it is new, and she gives a chittering little vocalization as she accepts that it isn't going to hurt. No, it's only a new and strange sensation. She rolls her shoulders, shaking her head in birdlike fashion. Had she feathers, they'd have puffed up to allow the water to penetrate. She leans on the bars, rubbing her face against one when water touches it- a reaction, it seems, that might remind one of a bird cleaning it's beak. She turns, allowing the spray to cascade over her back, and down her shoulders; along the slight ridges along her spine and down over thick scales. She's enjoying this- and she wonders if it might be allowed more often. Though a question has her ceasing her bird like bathing habits, to eye the female. Her nictitating membrane flicks over her eye as she considers what she's supposed to say. "Yes. Th...thank." No- wrong, that's wrong. "Thank you." Yes, better. Though the mention of food has her pupil dilating. "...Survive. Is enough."

[weaponizedraptor]

Interests

[aviianraptor-blog-deactivated20]

     Delta could hear it, the noise of someone      else around. Raptor, by the smell. 

Bending down low, she titled her head and let out a hiss. This thing looked strange.

[weaponizedraptor]

Oh. It had taken notice? Well maybe there was enough to at least distract herself, and Two paces to and fro near the fence, letting out a hiss, and several calling, shrill little sounds in curiosity.What could she make of this connection?

[weaponizedraptor]

Intrusion

[thercptorsquad]

Dues to some complications in their own enclosure, the four sisters were temporarily moved to another  raptor enclosure, the  one  right next  to theirs.  There were  bound to  be some territorial problems, though Alpha had warned them not to do anything stupid while residing with the other raptor.

As soon as they stepped inside, the scent of the  other raptor as well as the raw meat hit their noses, and upon  seeing the other  hiss  at  them, the  four growled  and bared  their teeth, ready to fight back should the need arise.

[weaponizedraptor]

Two isn’t stupid. At least she doesn't like to think of herself as stupid; and so she pauses in her meal, tail whipping slightly as she stays still, observing the four raptors. Was she supposed to fight them? There were no handlers presently giving her command or trying to get her attention- did she need to do anything with them? Instead, the female only gives a warning hiss, before cautiously returning to her meal. She isn’t sure what her directive here is; but it’s strange to be allowed with the other animals. She’s never played with anything more then a dog that was owned by the man who raised her; and so she is cautious at best. Four on one would be a bit difficult, anyway.

[weaponizedraptor]

Heat

[salvosaequitate]

Bard, completely startled, frowned in realization. This was clearly why she’d never been allowed near the raptor paddock. Ever. She schooled her expression into something calm before she spoke. “I have water to cool you down. Do you want me to spray you with the hose? To cool you down. No more hot.” she wasn’t quite sure how much this hybrid really knew in english.

[weaponizedraptor]

Oh that is funny- maybe she wasn't allowed here because she was skittish? Two had seen other ones- fun ones, she liked to stalk them- told not to return to the vicinity because it excited her. So she watches for a few moments, before she gives a quiet little rumble of affirmation, and  gets to her feet.

Coming to stand next to the bars of her security gate, she is impressive; from head to hip, she is easily described as human (save for the scales) while the rest of her is clearly raptor; with tail and sickle claws and all.

"Please."

[weaponizedraptor]

Visitation

Not many scientists were fond of visiting the raptor enclosures. They weren’t expressly forbidden from her enclosure; though many chose to stay beyond it anyway. So why this antiseptic smelling woman was coming near Two’s enclosure, she isn’t sure. Perhaps she’s just passing by on her way to somewhere else? Whatever the case, Two watches her with bright and curious eyes.

[crestedherbivore-deactivated202]

weaponizedraptor​ ⇢ starter ! 

[ ☘ ]– ‘ w-who a–re you? ’ the newly human-              dino asked. this form was strange. she              couldn’t quite grasp how to speak. 

[weaponizedraptor]

There’s a quiet clicking on her exhale, and she tilts her head, stepping closer with a swaggering gait, clearly curious. She doesn't think this one smells completely human, but she doesn't know her either- and she is curious. “Ƭωσ. Ɯнσ уσυ? Ɯнαт уσυ?”

[bogisms-blog]

weaponizedraptor

[bogisms-blog]

What was that?

His hearing picked up some manner of movement, head jolting upwards to try to pinpoint the location. Living alone out here made him more  inclined to be skittish and defensive. Fighting off trespassers was all just part of the deal.

     The venomous hybrid let out a low growl, vocal chords a bit       rusty from lack of use.

[weaponizedraptor]

She had heard that one before. She had an idea of what he was; she'd been around long enough to identify that particular grunt and growl; and the scent of semi-human.

So she comes nearer; giving a quiet, trilling squall- an effort to make herself less intimidating, even subordinate sounding. Whatever trick she could implement to find out more about the creature, she would use it.

[weaponizedraptor]

Walky-Talky

[assistantvivian-blog]

Vivian doesn’t make a habit of leaving the control room regularly; too hard to reach her, too many things that could go wrong otherwise. But it is occasionally beneficial to supervise. 

Honestly, this particular trainer should probably know better, but since they don’t, she’ll make the most of it. And it’s good to see the park, and those in it, personally sometimes, right? Right. So she leans forward to peer through.

[weaponizedraptor]

It’s with little interest for the bucket of proffered rats that she is peering out at her trainer. She isn’t interested in training, either. No. Long digits grab a bar on the metal fencing, and hold onto it, while claws flex and dig into the ground. She half wonders if they will come near; but her trainer seems to be discussing with this woman the procedures and protocols of meeting Two; that learning about her could be good and educational. Two waits, until her trainer draws near, opening a safety door that would serve as a ‘protection’ from Two escaping, should she ever breach the door to her enclosure. “She’s safe enough, just don’t turn your back or get to close.” He says, bemused.