Pithikos

Credit for image goes to TysonTan on DeviantArt! I do not own his rendition of Wukong, nor will I ever claim to do so!
"Uuheehee~! My-my, such an interesting place...I believe I'm going to like this! Uuhahahahaaa~!"

Background:
"Píthikos"--a word of Greek origin, meaning "ape" or "monkey". Pretty self-explanatory, right? I mean, just look to the left, that's what I am! Sheesh, folks behind monitors... Anyway, I'm sure at this point, some of you are wonderin', "what kind of slack-jawed nutbar names their kid what he is?", and to you folks I say, "An astute observation!". Uuheehee~! See, I can answer that reeeaaal quick-like.

Simply put, I never had any parents. Nope, nada. I wasn't even born, see--I mean, I had a "birth", I guess, but I was made.

Uuhahaha! What's wrong, can't move? That's because I superglued you to your computer chair, bed, whatever while you were taking that in. Heh, Elmer's, a thing of beauty. You opened Pandora's Box, friend, now you get to watch the demons fly outta it!

Ahem! Anyway, it all began a couple of decades ago, around the end of the Cold War. See, at the time, the Space Race was looking pretty grim for the folks in the US. You remember, Sputnik, that little dealio? Basically, the red-white-n'-blue didn't know what to do, it seemed like they'd lost a major high ground. And we all know what the biggest fear was at the time: "Oh noes, if they get in space, they could launch MISSILES from space!" Heh, yeah. Ignoring that nobody in the world at the time had the actual means or advancements to know how to make that work given this was our first foray into the stars to BEGIN WITH, the folks in the US intelligence departments began to panic, I mean big time. They needed to seek a new route, something the Soviet Union had yet to ever consider, and they came to the conclusion that if the guys across the sea were gonna fire off missiles at the country anyway, they might as well pursue a way to have forces who can survive nuclear fallout.

Now, around the same time, relations with folks in Asia had settled down since WWII. Hostilities remained in certain circles, but the fact is on the whole, they were cool with each other. Certain stories from that part of the world began bleeding over to American soil, including Journey to the West--you probably know it better as the tale that Dragon Ball was originally based on, ya nerds. Ha! ...Ahem, anyway, during this time, there was a huge rumor, myth if you will, going around of a bizarre apelike creature roaming around the woods of the country, a fella they called "Bigfoot", a member of a theoretical species registered as "sasquatch". Ah, now your eyes are drifting back to what the name on my picture says and what my species lists, eh? Stick around, kid, you're about ta' lean more.

So, the US intel department decided through that inspiration that they would develop artificial beings based offa mythical or legendary figures. (After all, they were so gung-ho Christian that even religious figures of alternate beliefs were fairytales to them.) A private nuclear plant was built deeeep into the ground, where small cores were based and stabilized at the folks attempted to develop an ideal power source with a massive lifespan and could easily fit inside of a human-sized being. ...However, at the time the cores were in place, the Cold War came to an end. Unconcerned with wasted funds and just glad all this crap was over, the scientists working on the project left the base, and the cores were left in automatic stability checks and modification for years, alone in the dark with no human interaction whatsoever.

...Of course, then we move to the turn of the century...and a direct attack was made on US soil. A horrific event, so I've heard and would expect. There's only one good thing I can imagine that come from this right away--and that's that the Intel folks 'conveniently' remembered their misplaced supersoldier program. They returned to the underground bunker...and found that, through nonstop modifications over a decade, undisturbed, the cores they left behind had been purified multiple times in order to get the best possible result. Sadly, do to routine memory wipes, nobody could recover what on earth had transpired to evolve their experiments to such a pure, perfect state, but the simple fact a' the matter is they were there; and such ideal, self-sustaining energy sources could be used for just about anything they could think of. So, they decided to go big.

The folks in the Land of the Rising Sun had grown pretty tight with the patriotic country, and so joint negotiations in order to construct bases to the original designs were clockwork. With engineers from the ASIMO project (the world's foremost robot engineers) and stem cell researches from America, the project finally began as the war raged on. And so, as prototypes and failures, experimental cell growths and mutations came and went, yet another near-ten years soon flew by.

And then, on December 25, 2010, I opened my eyes for the first time. "Píthikos", that's what they called me. "Monkey". I was their first operational unit, created based on the legendary figure of Journey to the West, Sun Wukong. True to form, I discovered i had abilities based on his, as well--not to such lengths, of course; science can only go so far. Thanks to the use of controlled cell growth, I found I had an actual organ system, eyes, tongue, digestive tract, muscle, neural networks...all that, in addition to my purely bioengineered aspects, the robotic skeleton I was built over, and the cybernetic enhancements that were implanted into many of my fleshy parts so I could control them at will to a degree. The doctors told me, "You're a miracle of modern science worth several billion dollars, but what you've given our horizons will be worth it." Y'know, I originally felt bad knowing I only existed because money was taken from other people, but...that helped me feel a bit better.

However, I soon got a little...naughty. See, the thing about power? It corrupts, kids, and power was a major part of my being. I'd grow to about twelve feet, play King Kong with a pretty gal, I'd use the training room without consent and make a mess of the drones, I shrank myself to a tiny size and got drank down with some tea to study the inner workings of the human body...see, the mistake they made is, they were so hungup on making a real Wukong, they let some of his negative traits seep through, as well. Then, one night, it...it got bad. See, the doctors there...they were my family, I never knew anybody else, so I never thought they could get hurt, but...a radical group from the warring opposition managed to find my home. They busted in, guns blazing, took out three good men on the initial strike alone. My memory, it...it gets a little fuzzy there. I remember...being afraid, then...angry. An overwhelming, unstoppable wrath.

I remember swinging my staff with abandon of reason; furious when nothing broke under its power, and delighted when showers of gore erupted from one of the fools who'd hurt them, KILLED them. Eventually, I made my way to the leader of the strike team, and he'd literally pissed himself at that point. He begged me for mercy, claimed he could lead us to his leaders, threatened that the rest of them would die if I didn't let him go.

"You talk too damn much." Those were my words. I struck him with a palm...but instead of his chest bursting open, his body began to change, letting off a white mist as his form shrunk...and when all was done, a strawberry was sitting on the ground. So, i did the only sensible thing: I popped the bastard in my mouth and chewed him to pieces before spitting him back on the ground.

...Okay, maybe not "sensible".

I didn't kill him, no. In fact, even though I brutally massacred his men, even THEY were still alive. The transformation ended, and he reemerged as a mangled, misshapen mess of a man, bones sticking out and sobbing for his mother.

It then occurred to me. I had just completely rewritten a man's molecular structure. I should not be able to DO that. And all the scientists who had watched in shock and terror knew the exact same thing.

The next morning, the people I called my family had a meeting with me. They weren't angry at me, surprisingly. Hell, they weren't even afraid of me. What they were, however, was concerned. I had just displayed an ability that they never intended to give me, a ferocity they never instructed me to have. Considering I was really as much their son as they were my parents, that kinda thing had them scared for my sake, y'know? They couldn't tell their superiors about this, they said. If they knew what I had done, the fools would deploy me in active duty and be reassured they could destroy me if things got out of hand. And, as it was, the moment a comrade or friend would be killed out there, I would once again become a monster. These people loved me, they didn't want to see this happen to me. Thankfully, word got to them of a place where many fantastical creatures had taken up residence: "Nexus Park". It seemed ta' be a self-contained ecosystem, and the ideal place where I could live until I figured out just what the extents were of the power given to me by my unpredictable power source.

I'm here now, in the Nexus. Not a day goes by where I don't miss my family, y'know? Still, it's pretty fun over here, too! I can really spread my metaphorical wings, discover myself FOR myself, and not have to worry about being under fear of losing control and hurting somebody close to me!

Welp, that's about all there is to say! Talk to ya later! ...What? The glue?

Uuhahahaha! You boob, there ain't any glue there! I just told you that so you'd see fit ta' stick around!! Get it?! 'Stick' around?! UUHEEHEEHEEEE~!!

Personality:
I'm very much a Robin Hood type, y'see. I rip off the fat cats and give to the little guy. However, if there's no little guy to give to, heh-heh, no sense in wasting a good score, right? People call my kind a "thief", a "burglar", a "con man".

Me? I call myself "ahead of the curve". See, I find a way to benefit from my abilities. And besides, that's the rule of the world, y'gotta give something to get something! What I "give" is time and energy, and what I "get" is whatever's in arm's length at the moment. But I'm not a ruthless guy, see. If I can't get something, I'll leave it behind. If I gotta hurt somebody to get something, I won't. I mean, I got no problems with THEM, it's THEIR STUFF that I want, no need to put the poor fella in the hospital because he had the bad luck of owning something I want.

Physiology:

Base Species: Sasquatch (Gray Langur)
Height: 5'4 (Variable from 0'2 to 24'8)
Specialties: Enhanced Strength (Up to 3 tons/6,000 lbs without suffering incredible damage) and olympic-class acrobatics, his usual output level being on par with a usual 700 horsepower engine.
Weaknesses: Mechanical skeleton would normally make him too heavy to get around, so it was made with a light, biodegradable alloy. This of course means any internal injuries are usually both extensive and a bitch to repair. (However, as a result, his skeleton isn't much harder-digested than regular bones, so that's a godsend to any predators.)

Guess what, boys and girls! There's something about me you really oughta know!

"Oh, I don't wanna play with an anthro fag!" Or, "guh, another Demi, how lame"?

Here's the reveal: I'm BOTH.

Yup! See, that's the inherent beauty of being a Sasquatch. See, our kind is often considered a cross between humans and oversaturated ape genus. So, a humanoid monster, a Demi? Yep, that's me. But wait! Monkeys are already so massively alike to humans, technically a Sasquatch is also an anthropomorphic monkey! Yep, makes me a fur, too! In short, anybody who's a fan of furs OR demis, I am officially both! Bring on the attention, Uuhahahaaaa~!

Desired Scenes
Alright, lemmie go over the ole' checklist...I've got a variety of types I'd like to encounter, now that I know about them!
-Giantess
-Tauric
-Anthro
-Demi(!) This one oughta be at the top of the list. Nagas, Driders, demonic beings, other kinds of monsters, mythical creatures, there are favorited and top of the desired ladder! ...Even though, y'know, this is the bottom.

Preferences
Eh? "Sliders", you say? ...Why the devil would I need--ugh. Well, fine, if my golden personality has not won you over, I suppose this archaic system will have to do.

BY THE WAY! If I'm in the Library and ain't holding up a DND, I'm looking for an RP, no question. Please gimmie a chance, alright, folks? Y'might like me!
 
Roleplay Preferences (Click here for explanation)

As PredAs Prey

Being PredBeing Prey Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike If I'm hungry, I'll see that you satisfy it~! Don't worry, I'm not a "bad" fellow...Uuhahaha!
Ah, but I love a good adventure from time to time. if the mood strikes me, I'll consent to be swallowed.
Soft Vore Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I could just shrink you down and be nice about it...
For your own good, it's best you just take me as I am.
Hard Vore Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike ...Or I could chomp you up as you are or as a food item. (No worries, chomped up food items return to normal once I dismiss the change, if you want it!)
If you don't mind battery acid filling your mouth, go for it, I guess!
Digestion Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I have a very powerful core, friend...sorry, but most of what I eat is just food. Still, I suppose I can carry you in there, if you want...
Oh no, I'm going to be melted away...! ...Pfft, minor inconvenience, feel free to choose for yourself.
Fatality Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike What goes in stays in and becomes part of me. Still, I'm not against bringing you back...probably will, actually.
You want to digest this body? Go for it! Against it all? That's fine, too!
Reforming Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike That all depends on you, friend...do you want to come back, and can you make ME want you to come back?
I've got a little system set up in the Nexus, no worries. :3 But, if you wanna bring me back yourself, go for it!
Oral Vore Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike My primary intake, after all. Goes down the throat, but I have no real intestines--stomach churns up everything into fuel for my core, y'see.
Ah, I feel like Wukong when he was tricking Iron Fan into swallowing him~. Carry on!
Unbirthing Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I'm fairly certain I'd need the genitalia.
Oh, naughty one, are we? Uuhaha, well, I am to please, madam...
Cock Vore Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Mine doesn't work that way, and I refuse to believe yours does, gentlemen. I'm a heterosexual ape, I don't want to contact yours, period.
Anal Vore Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Sorry, mine doesn't actually do anything.
If you're so inclined, I won't back down from a challenge, heehee! But, ah, no "nuggets", alright? I refuse to be covered in anything.
Tail Vore Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I don't know why they gave me this function. Still, you see me complaining, breakfast?
I wonder how this works for natural beings...intriguing~.
Breast Vore Always/Love
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Unconventional Vore Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Sadly, there's not much I can do in the ways of this for now.
I do love to experience new things. however...
Stretchy Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Somewhat. If I'm carrying you whole, a spacial compressor will hide most of the evidence of such. You'll have plenty of room, but nobody will know from outside.
Ooh! Ooh! Maybe while I'm in here, I can press against your body and scare people passing by~!
Realistic Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I'm a super-cyber-Sasquatch. Nothing that involves me will ever involve the slightest sense of normality, friend.
Food Related Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Hmmm...you'd make a nice strawberry, or a pear...
Ah? I'm...to be a dish?! ...Miiiiight I suggest a hotdog? J-Just curious.
Rough Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I'm fond of pranks, friend...oh, but I'll never be forceful in a serious manner, and I'll never prank to the point of pain.
Feisty one, I take it? Uuhahaha! Bring it on!
Gentle Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I'm not a bad person, friend, I just like to tease...forgive my humor, I mean well!
Oh, my...you're such a kind soul... I believe you and me will get along just fine, rest assured~.
Sex Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Hm...I DO have the equipment. I'm not bedding just anybody, though. You have to get to know me, you have to be special. I'm an apeman with class, see?
Pain Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Don't make me angry. I promise, you'll live to regret it...in your constant therapy you'll be needing.
Well--uuurgh--I can take a beating...!
Transformation Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike If I turn you into a fruit or something, well, you're lunch. Nothing personal, chum! You'll still be self-aware!
If I'm turned into something else, I can change back at anytime.
Scat Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike ...I can't do this in the first place.
Um...no. I'll shove my staff up there to block it off, damnit.
Watersports Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike See above. Bleh.
Bondage Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Alas, not exactly my kink.
Magic Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike "Magic" is just science that has yet to be explained, friend.
Ah, you know a few tricks? Do show me!
Willing Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Ah? You'd feed yourself to me? Well, I appreciate the help. C'mere...
I might, if I can be convinced that I should. Y'know, or if I'm just too damn bored.
Unwilling Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Wha-oww! Hey, quit kicking-guh! No, that doesn't bend that--Ohhhhhh, FINE! Just get lost, whiner!
If I don't feel like being a snack, you'll have to earn your meal~! Uhahaha!
Micro/Macro Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike At first, when you're actually being eaten. Inside, be however big you please.
Again, I'm rather used to this scenario.
Same Size Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Not on the way in, chum. Gotta make you compatible first.
If you can manage me, go for it!
Male Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Food is food. *shrug* I will admit, though, too many guys WANT this. Any bland vore cyphers, just...leave. Okay?
I'll probably only be prey to a fellow who's a friend. A FRIEND, guys, not someone I've spoken to for only a few lines or did one quick scene with. Takes time.
Female Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Again, food is food. And I AM a fan of King Kong...
I'm a sucker for the ladies, what can I say? But, don't expect extremely willing, alright? Little creepy.
Herm Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I...well, I don't really care for these. I'll give YOU a buzz if I'm interested, or if you're a friend.
Human Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Why not?
Demi Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Absolutely!
Fur Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Go for it!
Scaly Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Sure thing!
Feathered Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike You got it!
Plants Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike ...Erm, possibly, depending on character.
Animal / Non-morphic Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Now and again, sure!
Non-Sentient Partner Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Uh, no. My partners gotta have brains, folks.
Verbose Posts Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I put effort in, gimmie the same! Three lines minimum, guys!
Quick Posts Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I like stories, not satisfying momentary cravings.
Evolving Character Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Oh-hoooo, this is just fun and involving.
Breaking 4th Wall Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Deadpool? Yeah, I know the guy! I don't spam this as frequently as he does, though.
Staying In Character Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Let's not flipflop, folks, you'll kill my buzz. (Not in whispers unless otherwise agreed on, though.)
Surprise Me Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike If it's something I'm okay with, take your pick and "WOW" me! But, eh, make sure it's something I'll like, too, not just because you want it, yeah?
Multi-Session Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Yee-haw! Love making new pals and making continuity! Y'all come back now, y'hear?
Group Roleplay Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike It's just...these are hardly done right. Give me a group of RPers experienced with this, though, an' I may reconsider!
Whisper Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike Uheehee~! I love getting messages from time to time; feel free to gimmie a ring, people! (NO IC WHISPERS, unless I know you and am okay with it! I normally don't whisper IC, either.)
Public Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike I'm fine with doing public scenes...
Private Always/Love
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 Never/Dislike ...Uhoohoo, but I LOVE a private session! Give me a good one, and you're a pal in my book! And if we can make an overarching "story" RP, you're on my gold list!