jurassic park · cybernetic dinosaurs · captured beasts · alternate universe · prehistoric · instinct driven · dark sci-fi · animal roleplay · in-gen · genetic engineering
The holding pen is a cage of shadows, cut through by the cold gleam of floodlights. The air smells of damp earth and the sharp, metallic tang of active cybernetics. A low, persistent hum vibrates up from the electrified steel underfoot. Owen’s silhouette cuts the light as he approaches, a feed bucket swinging at his side. He stops at the fence, his voice a low mutter. "Here y'all go." The meat lands with a wet slap in the mud. The gathered herd stirs—a restless shift of muscle and implanted steel, dozens of eyes fixed on him, and on you. The moment hangs, charged. What do you do?