11-04-2016, 04:15 AM
Name: Caspar
Age: 22
Gender: male
Orientation: He for awhile worked with a traveling circus doing various acts.
Appearance: dyed flaming red hair with orange highlights so it looks almost like fire. A fairly thin frame and pale skin. He stands about 6'5
Personality: Protective of others, selfless, Creative and unique.
Role/If pregnant how far along: Already pregnant subject, It is unknown how far along he is though it would seem he is pretty close to his 'due date'
Extra (optional): Caspar was taken from the circus he worked at, they would notice he was gone but by then it would be far to late. The test on him was to see what size of child the human body could handle so the three babies inside him are each fairly large.
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He hated this, what they had done to him. He walked pacing his cell with one hand resting on his belly and the other supporting his back. Despite the fact that he was only carying three babies it looked like it could have easily been dubble that. He was tired, Caspar just wanted all of this to be over. He wanted to go him. He wasn't even sure how long he had been here. for the millionth time he walked to the bars of his cell and called out to anyone who might be able to hear him. "ay! let me out!"
Age: 22
Gender: male
Orientation: He for awhile worked with a traveling circus doing various acts.
Appearance: dyed flaming red hair with orange highlights so it looks almost like fire. A fairly thin frame and pale skin. He stands about 6'5
Personality: Protective of others, selfless, Creative and unique.
Role/If pregnant how far along: Already pregnant subject, It is unknown how far along he is though it would seem he is pretty close to his 'due date'
Extra (optional): Caspar was taken from the circus he worked at, they would notice he was gone but by then it would be far to late. The test on him was to see what size of child the human body could handle so the three babies inside him are each fairly large.
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He hated this, what they had done to him. He walked pacing his cell with one hand resting on his belly and the other supporting his back. Despite the fact that he was only carying three babies it looked like it could have easily been dubble that. He was tired, Caspar just wanted all of this to be over. He wanted to go him. He wasn't even sure how long he had been here. for the millionth time he walked to the bars of his cell and called out to anyone who might be able to hear him. "ay! let me out!"