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[Some gore and mentions of experimentation ahead! You have been warned!!]
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The hybrid desperately clawed for freedom, the dragon's form barely having enough room to turn around in the, all to familiar, cage which he had been shoved into. A strained growl escaped him as his crimson eyes darted around, trying to get a glimpse of the outside from underneath the heavy tarp that cloaked him in darkness. He scratched his claws at the bars, tail thrashing as he let out another muffled growl. The dreaded muzzle was the only restraint that had been clamped onto him, the metal digging into his scales with every attempt to open his jaws causing a all too familiar pain. He could already feel his scars becoming irritated and they would no doubt be reopened soon... The dragon shook himself, wings pressed to his sides as he slightly crouched down and let himself rest for now. Though his rest was interrupted by a sudden light flooding the once dark cage as the tarp was lifted back. Letting out a hiss of hatred as he pressed his body against the other side of the cage.

"This... This is you're big weapon?..." One of the two dragons who now stood before the cage said lowly. Her scent was unfamiliar, smelling like fire, and only put the hybrid more on edge.

"Well our... Prototype, the one that survived at least, but trust me, it will definitely be worth it" The other, very familiar, dragon spoke with a smooth tone as he now eyed the hybrid as he stared back. The one who spoke flicked his tail, giving a signal to someone the hybrid couldn't see and soon a metal hook attached the the metal cutting into his jaw.

The hybrid struggled for a moment, hissing and clawing- trying to escape and he only stopped when the muzzle was off... They NEVER took the muzzle off when he was in here... He now stared at the dragon who reached a talon into the cage to grab the restraint that now lay on the floor.

In a instant he snapped his jaws shut on the poor guard's arm, a sickening CRUNCH being heard as the bone splintered like a tooth pick. He ignored the screams of the dragon and the shooting pains in his jaw as he lifted his head up and snapped it to the side. In a instant the dragon's limb had been dislocated and the hybrid lunged to the opposite side of the cage, towards the two onlookers. This movement allowed the arm to be ripped off, blood splattering across the cage and pooling beneath the hybrid, the crimson fluid shining on his dark scales. With that he began to eat, once again ignoring the pain in his teeth as he held onto his prize and using his claws to shred the meat.

"... Three moons..." The unfamiliar dragon muttered, watching with wide eyes

"I told you it was worth it... There's a reason why my staff call's it Ripper..."
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One of many bio-weapon experiments Ripper, or subject 13-2, is a genetically modified hybrid of a icewing and nightwing. Though his creation was greatly rushed, being given certain steroids and hormones to early as well as his birth mother not having the healthiest of genes have lead to numerous problems. He is incredibly prone to respiratory infection and his teeth seem to be constantly rotting or breaking, as well as his claws which have been prone to splitting and tearing during his attacks. He is intelligent and a absolutely lethal predator no doubt but his sickly appearance, numerous heath issues and seemingly constant aggression and lack of compliance make him a failure in the Doctor's eyes... Then again... He was just the prototype...

Based on/inspired by the Indoraptor from Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom
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Yet another in my Jurassic Park/World based adopts series!

Status: Closed

Description
[Some gore and mentions of experimentation ahead! You have been warned!!]
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The hybrid desperately clawed for freedom, the dragon's form barely having enough room to turn around in the, all to familiar, cage which he had been shoved into. A strained growl escaped him as his crimson eyes darted around, trying to get a glimpse of the outside from underneath the heavy tarp that cloaked him in darkness. He scratched his claws at the bars, tail thrashing as he let out another muffled growl. The dreaded muzzle was the only restraint that had been clamped onto him, the metal digging into his scales with every attempt to open his jaws causing a all too familiar pain. He could already feel his scars becoming irritated and they would no doubt be reopened soon... The dragon shook himself, wings pressed to his sides as he slightly crouched down and let himself rest for now. Though his rest was interrupted by a sudden light flooding the once dark cage as the tarp was lifted back. Letting out a hiss of hatred as he pressed his body against the other side of the cage.

"This... This is you're big weapon?..." One of the two dragons who now stood before the cage said lowly. Her scent was unfamiliar, smelling like fire, and only put the hybrid more on edge.

"Well our... Prototype, the one that survived at least, but trust me, it will definitely be worth it" The other, very familiar, dragon spoke with a smooth tone as he now eyed the hybrid as he stared back. The one who spoke flicked his tail, giving a signal to someone the hybrid couldn't see and soon a metal hook attached the the metal cutting into his jaw.

The hybrid struggled for a moment, hissing and clawing- trying to escape and he only stopped when the muzzle was off... They NEVER took the muzzle off when he was in here... He now stared at the dragon who reached a talon into the cage to grab the restraint that now lay on the floor.

In a instant he snapped his jaws shut on the poor guard's arm, a sickening CRUNCH being heard as the bone splintered like a tooth pick. He ignored the screams of the dragon and the shooting pains in his jaw as he lifted his head up and snapped it to the side. In a instant the dragon's limb had been dislocated and the hybrid lunged to the opposite side of the cage, towards the two onlookers. This movement allowed the arm to be ripped off, blood splattering across the cage and pooling beneath the hybrid, the crimson fluid shining on his dark scales. With that he began to eat, once again ignoring the pain in his teeth as he held onto his prize and using his claws to shred the meat.

"... Three moons..." The unfamiliar dragon muttered, watching with wide eyes

"I told you it was worth it... There's a reason why my staff call's it Ripper..."
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One of many bio-weapon experiments Ripper, or subject 13-2, is a genetically modified hybrid of a icewing and nightwing. Though his creation was greatly rushed, being given certain steroids and hormones to early as well as his birth mother not having the healthiest of genes have lead to numerous problems. He is incredibly prone to respiratory infection and his teeth seem to be constantly rotting or breaking, as well as his claws which have been prone to splitting and tearing during his attacks. He is intelligent and a absolutely lethal predator no doubt but his sickly appearance, numerous heath issues and seemingly constant aggression and lack of compliance make him a failure in the Doctor's eyes... Then again... He was just the prototype...

Based on/inspired by the Indoraptor from Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom
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Yet another in my Jurassic Park/World based adopts series!

Status: Closed