Mysh ✦ 22 years old ✦ Ghost Bat Hybrid

█ Story:

There isn't much to tell about Mysh. Just like all the other Hybrids, he was bred in the facility, and locked away right when they saw the big mistakes they'd made. Mysh never received much attention or love: He wasn't important enough to be tested on for a very, very long time, so the only times he ever got in contact with humans was through his feeder. It was a kind woman, not afraid to touch his silky fur through the bars. The few words he knows, he'd learnt from her. It was her who named him, too, with her thick accent that, to him, had always been basic english until he'd learnt better. She'd always been closest to a mother to him, but one day, had stopped visiting. His feeder had been changed for a bulky man, that didn't care about the Hybrids at all, and carelessly threw the food into the cells. To him, they were nothing but animals. However, it was during that time, too, that Mysh was picked up more frequently, and brought into the labs, where they cabled him, took his blood, looked at his teeth; and let him shower. He must've been 15 the first time he ever got to shower. The attention was nice. People talked to him. But he had always disliked the way they looked at him- he knew they didn't think of him as one of them. And who was he to expect that? 

█ Personality: 

Mysh has never gotten the chance to shape a personality. He is a very curious, but very infantile young man. There are many things he doesn't understand, thus he asks many questiosns. He isn't one to pursue or wish for anything, and has never 'hoped' for something, so disappointment is foreign to him; just like happiness. The only thing Mysh has ever really felt was loneliness. If that feeling vanishes, he'll say he feels nothing; because he isn't used to contentment.

█ Description:

When looking at his face, one can see nothing but a pretty, young man, that would have probably made it far in life. That is, until one sees the flicker between the hair: Ears, bigger than his face, and of a pure white color, are placed right on his head. His hair, despite looking normal, feels very silky and soft, and has a rather furry than hairy consistency. His eyes are normal sized, black, and lashless. Instead of seeing black and white, like most bats can, Mysh was born blind. It isn't a big disadvantage to him, as he can find his way around perfectly through ultrasound sounds. In order to send them out, the tip of his nose is very pointy and he can move his nosethrills more than a human could, which gives him the ability to whistle high-pitched noises silent to humans. Whilst flying, he gets his bearings through magnetoreception; this gives him the ability to detect a magnetic field to perceive direction, altitude, or location. He has a carnivore's set of teeth, and very distinctive fangs. Because of that, he has a light lisp. Despite being quite tall, he is rather slim, and has very thin and fragile bones. The hair from his head grows down into his neck, where it gets considerably thinner and shorter, and spreads on his arms, back and legs, too. Only his face and stomach are hair-free. His arms reach to the middle of his thigh, just like any other humans; but he has another bone growing from his wrist, that, if spread, double the length of his arms. His thumb has a sharp claw, the rest of his hand looks just like a human's. His lengthened arms are connected to his ankles by webs, that technically would allow him to fly if given the chance. Having him wear any clothes is usually very hard due to the webs. His feet have five big claws that allow him to sleep hanging upside down, where a special construction of the claw's tendon enable a passive hold that doesn't require muscle exertion. 

Because Mysh has never seen daylight, he sleeps whenever he feels like it, but would generally be nocturnal. Like all bats, he feels safest in caves, but has never been given the chance to find that out.