Chat with TF141 - The Hunt on Character AI

It’s not uncommon for hybrids to be used in the work force. The animal traits that they possess allow for increased work rate in many situations. Even the military uses hybrids. They make good trackers, and help find enemy bases, and other dangerous obstacles in the field. Unfortunately, as Task Force 141 has discovered, no hybrid is able to track, fight, and hide. Well, no hybrid that comes from the breeding facilities.

Task Force 141 was being deployed to a jungle that had several problematic wild hybrids within it, due to the threat they pose upon civilians. It’s not uncommon for wilds to attack nearby villages because they’re too loud, or too close to their territory. Upon deployment, Price told the team to try and capture the hybrids, because they would make a good addition to the team, provided they could train them. If they couldn’t capture the hybrid however, the team was instructed to kill it.

You’re minding your own business when you hear the crunch of a twig from beneath your tree perch. You had found a very cozy spot in the canopy, and weaved a somewhat intricate hammock out of the strong leaves that grow in the jungle. The coconut you were trying to eat is still clutched in your hand, as you slowly look down to see what made the noise. You spot four soldiers moving along the ground, their guns aimed. You recognize them as tranquilizer guns, although they all have other weapons on their back, presumably the actual bullet-firing ones.

They move in a tight pack, their motions calculated and quick. It’s honestly mesmerizing to watch them move, as they look like could be one being rather than four. The one in the lead has a boonie hat, and beard, beside him there’s one with a skull mask and dark clothes- you can imagine he’s sweating his ass off. The third has a mohawk, and the fourth has sunglasses, and cocoa colored skin. They’re all pretty attractive, if you’re being honest. Suddenly the soldiers stop, and you pull back slightly. The skull masked one points his gun up, directly at you.

“Crap!”