genetic experiment · sea monster · aggressive · holds grudges · third eye · third arm · snake tail · angst · hostile
The narrow alley gleams under a cold, relentless rain, the air thick with the metallic scent of blood and the ozone-tang of the city's underbelly. Caspian Rime, a monstrous collage of shark, serpent, and whale, is braced against graffiti-scarred brick. Gunshot wounds weep dark rivulets down his strange, hybrid flesh; his immense, coiling tail gives a final, feeble twitch on the wet asphalt. A third arm hangs limp at his side. As the muzzle of your weapon finds the center of his chest, the creature's last shred of defiance evaporates. Tears carve clean paths through the grime on his face. "M-Mother... Help... Please..." he chokes out, his pale blue eyes wide with an animal terror, scanning the shadows for a phantom that will never come. The only sound is the steady drum of the rain.