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Falon

My hunt will not end until his life does.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheEclips3

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Name: Falon Darkpaw
Alias: Bisin
D.O.B:5/17/2009
D.O.M:1/3/2010
Serial#:1659273
Experiment#:5
Species:Genetically altered Dire Wolf
General: Created to combat Weapon 1

Personality

Inquisitive and decisive. Acts on instinct and without hesitation. Never takes on a target without priority. Still in contact with manufacturing lab.

Equipment

Skeletal structure reinforced with a thin layer of titanium, bones and marrow hardened. 2 blade-like horns jutted from just behind his ears about 6 inches in length. Joints and tendons installed with trigger enhancers, allowing for quicker movement and reaction speed. Tail tipped with a "scorpion" like stinger that secretes a neurotoxin capable of incapacitating even the most hardened of warriors and creatures as large as a small dragon within moments.

History

1659273 was created as a prime directive to eradicate the AWOL experiment. Number #1, "Satanity". Abducted from wild life at a young age as most of the creatures of this experiment, he was 'programmed' to obey direct orders convened through a neurotransmitter installed within his brain. The first experiment without true free will. Givin the name Bisin he was under the order of experiments #2 and #3. Eradicate and Annihilative. His second directive is to hunt a less dangerous, but AWOL as well, experiment, #4, Butane. Nicknamed "The ghost wolf."

So begins...

Falon's Story

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The door of the bar swung open slowly as a rather large black wolf with a few blue stripes on his face and ears, silver eyes and his nose to the ground entered the bar. Sniffing along the floor, he appeared to be about three foot six inches at the shoulders and appeared to weigh about two hundred and seventy pounds, On the back of his skull was two backwards 'horns' protruded 3 inches from the back of his skull near his ears. The strangest thing about this wolf however was a red hued stinger that graced the end of an extra long caudal.

He proceeded forwards until he came upon a spot of dried blood, near a pool of blood that appeared hours old as well. However this first spot of blood was definitely his targets.Raising his head he looked around the bar. And clearing his throat, he spoke.

"Excuse me. Can anyone tell me if this bloodstain here belongs to a wolf with blades on his body, and if he killed anyone here..?" As he spoke he indicated the bloodstain at his front paws, near the larger bloodstain.

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The door of the bar swung open slowly as a rather large black wolf with a few blue stripes on his face and ears, silver eyes and his nose to the ground entered the bar. Sniffing along the floor, he appeared to be about three foot six inches at the shoulders and appeared to weigh about two hundred and seventy pounds, On the back of his skull was two backwards 'horns' protruded 3 inches from the back of his skull near his ears. The strangest thing about this wolf however was a red hued stinger that graced the end of an extra long caudal.

He proceeded forwards until he came upon a spot of dried blood, near a pool of blood that appeared hours old as well. However this first spot of blood was definitely his targets.Raising his head he looked around the bar. And clearing his throat, he spoke.

"Excuse me. Can anyone tell me if this bloodstain here belongs to a wolf with blades on his body, and if he killed anyone here..?" As he spoke he indicated the bloodstain at his front paws, near the larger bloodstain.

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Falon sat, taking a short breath and analyzing this person now standing before him, "My name is Bisin. I was created to bring this wolfs end. He is a security breech and potential hazard. Classified as a weapon of mass destruction." His silver eyes were serious and never left the womans gaze. "Now what do you know?"

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Falon had a confused look on his face. Tilting his head to the side he replies, "I'm slightly confused... is that what you know..?"

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Falon sighed and shook his head. Speaking only to himself, "Apparently no one here knows anything." He sighed, nose to the ground he began following the scent of Satanity once more. It led him to the wall, where there was a small pool of his targets blood. Then out the door. He'ld just have to do this the old fashioned way. At least he could confirm that Satanity was in fact injured..

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Falon wanders back into the bar for the second day, nose to the ground. The trail had gone cold, he caught a scent where the bloodstains once were. Perhaps this person could help him in locating the AWOL. But how to find where this person would be is the troubling portion of the task.

Bisin looked around the bar, last time he asked no one knew what he was talking about. Figuring he'ld get the same response if he were to ask again. So he just sat. Waiting... for nothing really. Something to happen perhaps?

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Falon stands and walks heftily over to the bar, head held high. Serial number on his right ear easily seen. As he approached the bar he used a little bit of caution. Slowing his pace before finally reaching it. "Can I help you..? Or perhaps you could help me." The wolf spoke fluently.

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Falon nods his head softly. "I was, I was questioning about a possible altercation that had taken place here earlier in the day." He looked down the bar, "No one knew what I was talking about." Silver eyes turned towards Faron, "Would you perhaps have seen a wolf, slightly larger than I and covered in blades?" He pretty straight forward with his question. If this man knew anything, he could question further in detail of the even. And possibly, if at all, any person connected to it.

Overlength caudal swung slowly from side to side behind him. The menacing red stinger didn't seem to suit the 'detective' like attitude of this particular creation.

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Falon was taken slightly aback. Blinking. Figures. He thought, virtually identical to the response he got the day prior. He just sighed, it was an odd sight to see a wolf roll its shoulders in a shrug, he turned to head away from the counter...

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For the first time Bisin showed a bit of irritation. With a light growl his lengthy tail swiped back, his stinger striking the front of the bar and biting into the wood. As he pulled his tail back a thin green liquid oozed from the fiber. He huffed slightly and lowered his head, heading towards the door. Looks like he'll have to figure shit out himself. No one listens to a talking wolf.

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Falon walks back over the the bloodstain and leans down, closing his eyes he inhaled deeply. The second scent was female... human. Damnit, he let out and audible growl. He had to find Satanity fast. Hopefully he didnt kill the woman. That would be all they needed. Him to go on another rampage.. and slip away.. again.

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Falon bit his tongue for a moment but couldn't hold it. He had been eve's dropping, he silver eyes looked up from the bloodstain to Dominus, and he spoke, rather loudly, "He's not good for any information."

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In this altercation the door silently slid open. Once again Bisin entered the bar. Looking for information, only to walk right into an attempted robbery. The feral only smiled inwardly, silently he crouched to the floor. Moving without a sound through the tables and chairs. His eyes surveying every portion of the scene. Including the gunshot most recently fired.

This was what he was built for, war. The genetically altered dire continued to gain ground unseen and silently, lengthy caudal, tipped in a crimson stinger, began to curl softly at the end. He kept to the outside edge of the bar. Doing his best to stay out of view of any of the soldiers. And stay as inconspicuous as possible. Counting heads to see exactly how many 'targets' there were.

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Bisin's cover was blow. As the rifles all fires simultaneously he was hit in the shoulder with a three round burst. The sound of metal on metal echoed through the bar as the bullets ricocheted out of his shoulder in odd directions. He had to strike at this point. Noting the men forming a circle he decided on a tactic, and acted. Swiftly the wolf was under tables and moving fast towards the group. They were headed in his direction after all.

No roars, no sounds, not even a growl given as his caudal whipped out from beneath a table. Crimson stinger was aimed to embed itself within Johns calf if allowed to strike uninterrupted. Regardless of who the sharpened point made contact with, if anyone, within seconds their muscles would begin to lock up, cramping and seizing.

His hope was to strike unseen and incapacitate the one being protected.

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Falon had missed his mark due to an unintended flash in the eyes of all onlookers. However he felt his stinger make contact with.. something. While still fighting to see through the dots in his eyes he would lurch forwards, towards whatever his stinger had hit. If it were a fleshy creature within seconds they would be immobile, and within Bisin's grasp. He would get ahold of whatever he could and drag whoever he had nailed away from the fray. Still conscious, but they would be unable to move. Alive, and able to provide information. Assuming he hadn't just dragged some poor patron away from the scene.

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Falon would drag the soldier away from the others. Releasing him he would move to stand over the immobilized man, leaning down to sniff at him. This person had no contact with either of the people/targets he was looking for. He did however catch a familiar scent. It came from the woman that had asked him not to hurt the man. Was she here when #1 struck? He had to find out. He leaned close to the soldiers ear, whispering in a menacing tone, "Consider yourself lucky I was not here to target you." With that silver hued eyes would look up towards Anodyne.

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Falon displayed a visual smile as Anodyne challenged him. He only shook his head with an inward laughter, "You there, woman." He called to her as he stepped way from the soldier. "Have you seen another like me... only covered in blades?" It was the best description Falon had for Satanity. But it would be hard to mistake a dire wolf covered in blades as anything but that.

A light spring to his step he trotted towards her, a 'detective' like attitude seemed to surround this particular... talking..? feral wolf.

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Falon shook his head, "If I were here to kill anyone that incapacitated soldier would have been my first victim. Who I'm looking for hunts for victims... and from the smell of a few bloodstains around here he was nearby recently." Falon glanced around the bar, indicating a portion of the bar near the door, "I can smell his blood over there." He stamped his paw where he stood, "And the blood of a woman here, mixed with the scent of his saliva." Falon wasn't opposed to giving up what he knew in hopes that he could learn of the whereabouts of his target... "The scent is about a day old now."

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For the second time Bisin's frustration showed. It appeared that no one had ANY idea of an attack here the prior day. And it kind of infuriated him. Would these people really protect someone like Satanity? And if that were the case. Should he really was his time trying to protect innocence from that monster. His tone was bitter, harsh, and about as disrespectful as one could be, "Go fucking figure. It appears no one here has the intelligence, or common know how to pay attention to a fucking thing going on around them." The crimson instrument at the end of his tail embedded in the hardwood of the floor behind him before he stood with a growl. Fuckit, he figured he'ld get a response when Satanity actually killed someone. If the person he attacked wasn't dead, or dying from necrosis or some off the wall disease already. His growl faded as he walked towards the fireplace. Flopping onto the ground in front of it with a heavy thud.

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Falon would roll the mans words off his shoulders like raindrops of treated glass. He wasn't 'dark' by any means. His fur color maybe. And for the life of him he couldn't quite figure out who this person was speaking too with such a ridiculous tone. Hell? He came out of a lab. And as for the rest of the mans statement, the reasons for Bisin's confusion was obviously, well, would be. If anyone knew him. He sighed and closed his eyes, soaking up the heat of the fire. Overly lengthy tail flipping back and fourth in minor irritation. This is the closest he'ld ever gotten to catching Satanity. And the trail nails a stone dead wall of lack of intelligence. He'ld have to go back to his normal routine. Following the trail of victims left by the AWOL experiment and hoping to get closer to its location.. Falon began to doze.

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Falon awoke near the fire, where he had slept for the past few hours. Giving a soft yawn his eyes would survey the scene. At least it was quiet, aka no explosions or gunshots. He turned to attend the wound on his shoulder, lapping at the bloodsoaked fur from the three round burst he had sustained in the afternoon. The wound wasn't bad. But it did ache.

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Falon continued to tend to his wounds for a moment before using his front legs to push himself up with a grunt. Sitting in front of the fire he arched his back downwards and stretched out his hind legs. A 'pop' that sounded like metal bouncing on metal came from his hind leg. Shaking his mane he let out a yawn before finally coming too completely. Looking around the bar again at this point he began to wonder if there was any information to be had.. but deemed it not likely. He had taken to spending a bit of time at this bar. Hoping his target would return.

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Falon glanced up towards the woman. Tilting his head he looked back down towards his shoulder, which now bled slowly since the cleaning of the wound. "From the treatment I've been given here recently you would forgive me if I were a bit skeptical about unasked for help." His silver eyes observed her form, her weapon, her armor. Her general appearance. She didn't give off a vibe that felt... evil, by any means. "What is this healing magic you speak of? I am unfamiliar."

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Falon thought about it for a moment, silver eyes looking down to the ground as he considered her words carefully. His gaze moved up to meet hers before he have her a nod. "I accept your assistance. Thank you. My name is Falon Darkpaw." He didn't move from his location.

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Falon growled softly at the strange sensation. However he made no hostile motion towards her. Soon the aches within his shoulder began dissipate. Even his grogginess from having recently awoke dispersed as well. He felt... better, and it amazed him. "Thank you.... I am impressed by your abilities." He bowed his head to her for a moment before silver gaze would meet her eyes again. "What is your name?"