Novel & Cerita Humanoid Ocs

Harold asked back although it was clear for all eyes to see that Jodi was pertaining to the man in the picture. "We used him as a model for 1096 and there is nothing special about it. Because the truth is, we always used an actual human as a model so that we could make our robots look very realistic." Harold answered without batting an eyelid because technically speaking, he was only stating the facts. Their team indeed made use of different character models in order to develop their own artificial human. "So are you meaning to tell me that this guy was used as a model for making 1096?"

"YOU HAVE COME FAR, ANOMALIES." The voice didn't come from speakers. It synthesized directly from the vibrating ambient air of the room, echoing with the absolute authority of a creator. From the rolling white fog at the base of the central sphere, a figure emerged. It wasn't a holographic projection like the Seraphim in the plaza. It was a physical, synthetic avatar. SYSTEM ALERT: THE PRIME AVATAR (ADMINISTRATOR). THREAT LEVEL: OMEGA. The avatar was humanoid, but it possessed no face, no gender, and no armor. Its body was constructed entirely of a seamless, shifting liquid-metal alloy that mirrored the surrounding blue light. It floated two inches above the obsidian floor, entirely unbother

In the center of the lab stood something taller than the rest. A nearly completed humanoid unit. Its exterior was smooth, minimalistic, and almost elegant. Not bulky like industrial robots. It was refined. Designed for real spaces. Homes, and offices. It looked… human. Cassienne took a slow step forward. “What…” Her voice barely worked. “What is this?” Dreston watched her carefully. “This,” he said quietly, “is Project AURORA.” She turned slowly to look at him. “You’ve been building autonomous AI assistant robotics.”

Science overriding fury. "Specimen L-001," Grandmaster Thorne reads. "Dhampir-werewolf hybrid. Female. Developing properly. Estimated viability: eighty-seven percent. Genetic parents: Valentina Corvino's cousin and Callum Brennan." "Yes. Created from blood samples collected during various operations. Lucia is proof hybrid program works. Proof our theories are correct. Proof we can create controllable supernatural soldiers." "At what cost? We're exposed. Under scrutiny. Can't continue operations publicly."

He truly broadened his horizons today, as he hasn't ever seen such variations in life before. At the moment, he was observing a planet with a humanoid species on it. They were as tall as two average humans, with two eyes, a nose, and a mouth, but no ears, at least not visible to him. Their hairless bodies were crimson. There were clear differences between males and females. They looked like they were not very developed, as there was not any kind of indicator of development around them. And mainly because they were not wearing anything. He was watching a group of these people surround two of their own kind, fighting each other. It was like a fight for control as the crowd was divided into two

"Of course, you don’t. Poor thing, you're just a human caught in something much bigger than you." He leaned closer, and for the first time, Hayden saw something flicker in those eerie, unnatural eyes. Not just hunger. Not just amusement. Possession. "Ashwin is mine," the man whispered, almost reverently. "He’s always been mine. And soon, he will be again." A sharp chill raced down Hayden’s spine. "Who… who are you?" The man smirked. "Ohas." Hayden learned quickly that Ohas wasn’t human. He learned it in the way Ohas moved—too fluid, too quiet. The way his presence coiled around Hayden, suffocating, like an unseen force pressing into his skin. And most of all, he learned it in the way Ohas su

: 1 HP. :40 Exp. :(60/200) Stats Strength :7 Agility. :5 Endurance. :7 Stamina. :5 Mutation control level : 1 Mutation energy. :(100/100) Mod energy. :(100/100) Family No. : 0 Credits : 1,00,400 Condition. : poor eyesight Build. : thin Combat Strength :24 Skills learned. : None

“He’s thirty-two, unmated, and looking for a Luna to strengthen his alliances. He has multiple business ventures, a strong pack, and—” “No,” I interrupted, tossing his file aside without another glance. “Caine is ruthless. I won’t throw Lagertha into the hands of a man who sees his mate as nothing more than a political pawn.” Oscar sighed but nodded. “Understood.” I took the next file. “Doctor Ian Carter,” Oscar read aloud, and I arched a brow. “A human?” “Yes,” Oscar confirmed. “He’s a top-tier surgeon, thirty-four years old, and well-respected in both the human and supernatural communities. He knows about our kind because he’s treated rogue injuries in secret. He’s kind, intelligent, and f

Coincidentally, the feet that Klaie used to step on Omeo face was the cheeks that suffered a lot of beating for today, and it was from a prodigal researcher, a human and a weird guy with a feet shaped like that of an animal. Omeo was the one to be unconscious once again after having to make almost al Sotiras and heroes faint to execute the plan. The retribution only for him had come so soon. The guy lips which was lowered and not smiling finally curled up as he slowly and coldly said under his breathe, "Welcome No. 000005 to our evolved monsters world, Researcher Omeo" Name: Klaie Ird Age: 1 000 years old Experimented No: 0000004

Through the decades they perfected their new specimen. By 1985, they had created what would be the final design. They named the creatures Hish (Human Inter-Stellar Hybrids) and their characteristics were alarming. For all intents and purposes they appeared to be exactly like normal human women. They had the ability to become pregnant, they had breasts, and appeared to be woman in face and body shaped (most, in fact, were beautiful as the genes of only the best and brightest were engineered into the Hishes). However, these women also had something different. The NASA engineers who had worked on the first generation of Hishes in the 1960's had nicknamed them "dickgirls." Notwithstanding their