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[Codyverse] Spirit of Christmas
--- "Spirit of Christmas" ---
"So, what are you going to do for Christmas, Cody?"
"What?"
The question about such a celebration clearly caught the gray long-eared hybrid off-guard. His ears clearly twitched, followed by a fast tilt of the head. "What I'm going to do on...?"
"Christmas. One of the very few days in whole year to be clearly a happy day of family reunion and stuff." It was Mark to say that, a tall black-haired male with clearly Asian stature. "Y'know, it's not you don't have any family or anything like that."
"Well," Cody rolled his eyes with a nearly dramatic sigh that could belong to one of these actors during some cheesy play. "I happen to have -no- family at the moment. You see, I have a long fur and and I look anything but human. But that, I got over it long time ago."
"Oh, so you don't contact your family?" the man noted right away. "It's quite sad, consindering your whole sad story that isn't all rainbow and unicorns, you know?"
The hybrid had blinked a few times th
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In the night they shot us dead
I could hear funny laughs
I could hear neighbouring joys
Without sign of single fear
But then a sound made it tear
On a school-trip in the night
Sound of silence fell to bite
They shot us dead without fail
Just because we had ears and tail
In the night they shot us dead
Because of fur we were made
In the night they shot us dead
Cause of pointy ears on our head
On a school-trip we enjoyed
Day of summer with Mr Floyd
Now he is gone with us alone
The bitter fate is to atone
In the night they shot us dead
Because of fur we were made
In the night they shot us dead
Cause of pointy ears on our head
The night lasted till the dawn
A single soul could not be drawn
Flashlights around without fail
Searched for corpses till they bail
In the night they shot us dead
Because of fur we were made
In the night they shot us dead
Cause of pointy ears on our head
As the sun welcomed day
No one left the battlefield
One sided, innocent bane
Pool of blood will remain
In the night they shot us dead
Because of f
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It was one of these school projects of all high schools around my country. The international competition between teens of various ages. Art, music, these things. But it wasn't just a normal gathering of kids, since at least half of them were like me - hybridical entities of human and animal DNA. No one could explain how and why that happened, but it was a fact. It was a second generation in the wake of the third since that revelation.
Everything went good, with people and hybrids laughing around. Suddenly there was an evacuation of the building. They told us it was a fire alarm, but I was pretty sure it had been one of these stupid student jokes. Our group rushed calmly through the corridors of the building. We had been prepared for that since, like, forever. We were thankful that panic hadn't won our hearts and the evacuation came smoothly.
I could hear the calm chats between several of us, thinking of safety of our homes already. I could hear one cat girl, her name's Vanessa, was it?
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In Defence of the Human-Animal Hybrid Roleplay
"An Essay in Defence of the Human-Animal Hybrid Roleplay"
P. "Gryphus" S.
June 2016 to December 2016.
Goal of this essay is to analyze and comment idea behind Cody Faulkner, a fictional character, which is based on real life scientific theses - and facts - regarding the human consciousness and the controversial practices of human-animal hybrid research. It is also a response to the question, if idea of such a hybrid either belongs to the world of pure fantasy or does have actual point of existence in both real world and science-fiction genre.
This paper was written down as result from the roleplaying gaming community dejection of so-called 'furry' characters from their universe, demanding removal after calling them "unfitting for the setting and belonging to fantasy rather than science-fiction" (Discovery RP Gaming Community, 2016.) While it is an understandable argument against, lack of proper lore denying such experiments - however, with existence of cloning and genetic alternation b
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--- "Spirit of Christmas" ---


"So, what are you going to do for Christmas, Cody?"

"What?"

The question about such a celebration clearly caught the gray long-eared hybrid off-guard. His ears clearly twitched, followed by a fast tilt of the head. "What I'm going to do on...?"

"Christmas. One of the very few days in whole year to be clearly a happy day of family reunion and stuff." It was Mark to say that, a tall black-haired male with clearly Asian stature. "Y'know, it's not you don't have any family or anything like that."

"Well," Cody rolled his eyes with a nearly dramatic sigh that could belong to one of these actors during some cheesy play. "I happen to have -no- family at the moment. You see, I have a long fur and and I look anything but human. But that, I got over it long time ago."

"Oh, so you don't contact your family?" the man noted right away. "It's quite sad, consindering your whole sad story that isn't all rainbow and unicorns, you know?"

The hybrid had blinked a few times then slowly went with palm of his hand over the face. "You are a disgusting one, Mark. I mean... all but these unicorns... I hate sweet stuff."

"You are sort of sweet."

"SAY ONE MORE WORD and I will CUT YOUR FACE!" Cody growled right away. However, it couldn't be denied that jump he had made hadn't been sort of funny, out of any seriousness. "If you call me cute once again, I'll maul you. To death. It's not my fault I'm short!" the hybrid groaned.

"Hey, it's not me who screwed you up. All that stuff goes to Veritas. Hate them, not me."

"Then shut your pinky face and... what we were discussing, again?" Cody lost the subject once again. It was one of these moments when he clearly had a serious memory issue, which had never been cured but had been likely a side effect of experiment. The experiment that changed his whole life in the past.

"Christmas."

"Ah yes, uh..."

Mark shook his head. He could not believe that his small fuzzy friend hadn't been celebrating such a great anniversary. On the other hand, the gray creature that happened to be human in the past had a very logical reason behind it. "It's weird that you never ever considered doing any party in these three years."

"I never had to do it with anyone, maybe because I am THIS?" the fuzzy bounty hunter noted and jumped onto the chair again, crossing his barefoot legs. "I mean, who would ever consider me a good guy, if barely anyone even tries to fight for our laws."

"There are such people," Mark had cut the statement, but then Cody raised his hand.

"I am well aware of that fact, but then barely any colony wants us. They despise my kind."

"Your kind? You are getting emotional a bit too much in here."

The fuzzy long-eared creature moved his ears back and forth. "Well, the 'normal' ones pushed me back to the trashcan long time ago. Now I'm here, alone, barely with anyone nice enough to chat with."

"Thank you."

"Oh come on," Cody groaned. "You know what I mean, Mark! You aren't a really huge group of the people that wouldn't just knock me right in the balls just for being different. You and I are alone, yet we are friends. Somehow. How did we met, in the first place?"

The black-haired man in a jumpsuit idly rolled a gun in his hand, as if tinking about it. "To be honest, I barely remember anything about it. Wasn't it a base on Moscow-3?"

"That star system with a planet that turned out to be a huge prison complex?"

"Sounds about right," Mark closed his eyes. "It was around Christmas as well, if I recall it correctly. You were sold into slavery and sent to the prison, then someone closed you with me in the cell. Oh, the fun times."

"Yeah, I remember that! I knocked your face against the bed frame," Cody had shown his fangs in a smile, then reached a can of beer nearby on the table. "You bled your clean white prison suit which soaked like a tampon. I laughed like a stupid hyena back then afterwards."

"Ha, but later it was the guards who had knocked you out and then grabbed into..."

"Let's not recall that one. You know what they did to me and I still have sort of trauma afterwards."

The awkward silence followed the last statement. It had been a bad thing to recall, consindering how brutal inmates could be, with the guards being no different – or even worse. Cody emptied the beer can like it was a box of gene-milk. Once it was emptied, he pushed it into the trash.

"So, Christmas," he tried to ignite the chat again. "If you were so nice to celebrate it with me, what would you buy me?"

"Maybe pair of warm shoes for the warm winter nights?" Mark replied.

The gray hybrid's reply was an utter silence, followed by a fast comment. "There is no winter in space, smarty."

"I know, I just wanted to be nice," the other man nodded and grabbed a small device off the table. He had searched for something, what brought Cody's attention right away. After a while he simply had to ask, as the minutes had been longing for a bit too much.

"What are you doing?"

"Searching," said Mark, still glued to the device. "This gave me a very nice idea, since we both have no jobs to do at the moment and I happen to have some money at the bank..."

"Don't pay for me," the long-eared male creature replied.

"I insist," the other man debunked the statement. "It wouldn't be a gift, if you would do it yourself, would be? Now, what planet would you like to visit?"

"I don't really think it's a good idea, after all... I'm a hybrid, no one will ever allow me to visit a more populated area without being tagged or something like that."

Mark lowered the device. His eyes had been fixated onto Cody and the man really had to fight an urge to simply throw the device against the long-eared fuzzy head. "Shut the hell up, I'll find you a nice silent place then, where people are a least concern." This said, Mark returned to studying the device in search for any special places.

Cody longed on the cough, looking idly around. With the other male not doing any noise, the hybrid started to hum a some odd melody. It quickly turned from some sort of a military march into one of these Christmas Carols. "It's your fault," the gray-fur noted after he had realized the tune.

"I'm glad the spirit of the holidays are already in your head," Mark smiled under his nose and continued his search.

"Shut up."

"Aha!"

"Aha-what?"

"I found a nice and cozy place that should fit us both," the man replied and put the device down. After he had done that, Mark shoved the touchpad against his companion. "Traxia-1, they have a very nice law over there. It's not strained against the people like you."

"Okay, what's really nice in there?" Cody perked his ears up in clear interest. He had heard about that planet before, but never consindered it a valuable place before.

"It's a small snowy planet, the only one within its star system. Cold, but it should be perfect for a nice spirit of Christmas for us both."

The gray hybrid had to rethink the idea twice. A cold planet wasn't really a place he would ever want to go, but if it was to make his only true friend happy, he had to do that. "Okay, I think you convinced me long enough."

"I wasn't even trying to convince you in the first place," Mark placed his head against the headrest on the chair, humming a tune as well. "What do you need to pack?"

"Nothing, we could go any time you'd like," the fuzzy bounty hunter noted with a slight grin on his face. "It's not I have a lot of items to pack in the first place or we'd even leave my ship back. Over my dead fur, I say."

This said, the ship had the coordinates entered. It would take a few hours to reach it, using the hyperspace device Cody's Taiga had on board. With the familiar humming of the engine, they both kept themselves on their places, idly finishing second round of the beer.

"I love how fast you accepted that proposal, fuzzy. Is that a date?" Mark asked in order to make his friend smile even more. Cody threw an empty can in his direction right away, with the man dodging it with a laughter.

"A date with you? Over my dead body, perverted madman! But yeah... I'd like to spend time with you on that... special day in the year. Why shouldn't I?"
[Codyverse] Spirit of Christmas
The winning story of 6th SciFiFur.net Writing Competition, December 2016.

Cody Faulkner, Codyverse (c) Gryphus
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Malae Sinh (a.k.a. Space Gryphus)
This is a (poor) pixel which depicts my character in a more sci-fi setting. Enjoy!

Name: Malae Sinh

Gender: Male

Age: 20 Standard Years

Species: Gryffsian / locus grypites vulgaris

Appearance: A slim wingless bipedal creature that in earthly terms would be described as 'gryphon'. Standing around 179 cm, the Gryffsian possess violet fluff all over the body, short ears and something that could fit human perception of hair on head.

Personality: Basically neutral chaotic, meaning he does some good, he does some bad being a pirate and mercenary. While intelligent, his clumsy appearance and outrageous behaviour appears to be - at least - flamboyant.

Items:
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Plasma pistol (sidearm)
- Leather jacket (+10 to Renegade)
- Goggles (+5 to EpicnessTM)

- Makasal, a freighter remodified into raider

Backstory:

Born on a small desert planet in Pix'yn System belonging to Gryffsian Commonwealth, this Gryffsian - like his brethen - is a genetic descendant of the ancient race, known commonly as Quetzal. Instead of simple life of trader or miner, he quickly realized that not everything in the universe can be obtained easily... unless it is done in illegal way.

At age 17 SY (Standard Years = 365 days 24 hours each), Malae quickly overtook control over a small (but heavy in its class) vessel and left the cursed mining colony he had been born on. In his utter ingenuity the internals of a poor ship were buthered to make room for additional generator and two heavier turrets. It would later become his raider - Makasal.

Makasal itself isn't anything special - at least on the first look: a small freighter with its hull canibalized by self-made improvements - such as additional hull plates - which reduced the actual cargo space. The further space was taken by additional engine for better flexibity during combat and - obviously - serves as a mean of quick withdrawal. However, the ship still remains quite packy when it comes to cargo hold. To the horror of many, the vessel bears two pink (yes, pink) horizontal stripes across the hull, which are effect of one... successful night drinking at the canteen somewhere in Gryffsian border colonies. So far, Malae took no change in the painting scheme, seeing it as fitting his flamboyant - and rather unpredictable - style of life.

However, piracy is not all Malae Sinh is capable of. Ironically, when the lawful authorities have to remove non-native criminal element from their own turf - this Gryffsian is called. After all, it's better to have one "idiot-pirate" around the border colonies instead of actual interstellar criminal organization.
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I could hear funny laughs
I could hear neighbouring joys
Without sign of single fear
But then a sound made it tear

On a school-trip in the night
Sound of silence fell to bite
They shot us dead without fail
Just because we had ears and tail

In the night they shot us dead
Because of fur we were made
In the night they shot us dead
Cause of pointy ears on our head

On a school-trip we enjoyed
Day of summer with Mr Floyd
Now he is gone with us alone
The bitter fate is to atone

In the night they shot us dead
Because of fur we were made
In the night they shot us dead
Cause of pointy ears on our head

The night lasted till the dawn
A single soul could not be drawn
Flashlights around without fail
Searched for corpses till they bail

In the night they shot us dead
Because of fur we were made
In the night they shot us dead
Cause of pointy ears on our head

As the sun welcomed day
No one left the battlefield
One sided, innocent bane
Pool of blood will remain

In the night they shot us dead
Because of fur we were made
In the night they shot us dead
Cause of pointy ears on our head
It was one of these school projects of all high schools around my country. The international competition between teens of various ages. Art, music, these things. But it wasn't just a normal gathering of kids, since at least half of them were like me - hybridical entities of human and animal DNA. No one could explain how and why that happened, but it was a fact. It was a second generation in the wake of the third since that revelation.

Everything went good, with people and hybrids laughing around. Suddenly there was an evacuation of the building. They told us it was a fire alarm, but I was pretty sure it had been one of these stupid student jokes. Our group rushed calmly through the corridors of the building. We had been prepared for that since, like, forever. We were thankful that panic hadn't won our hearts and the evacuation came smoothly.

I could hear the calm chats between several of us, thinking of safety of our homes already. I could hear one cat girl, her name's Vanessa, was it? She told that it was pretty cool as we would be released to homes earlier. The girl had been boasting about having birthday today, so I felt jelaous right away. Mine were way too far for me to get excited.

For some odd reason other kids and teenagers had been split for us, but we didn't care at that moment, since we had more important things to do than caring about details. But those details were more important than we initially thought.

When the evacuation doors had opened, we froze right away. We couldn't understand why there were soldiers. At first, we throught those are the policemen from the special task force, so maybe it had been a bomb alarm, not the fire one? Or maybe...

The sudden mechanic roar of a machinegun known only from the games reached my ears. But it was way louder. It stunned me for the very few seconds before I realized what had been happening. Several of us dispersed and some of us fell on the floor. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I felt a sudden sting to my arm, then to my chest. Then it became a pain that I couldn't describe. I fell to the ground as well, with my hearing recovering. My ears had been reached with screams that were cut half for some odd reason. And then - silence.

I could feel metalic taste in my mouth, it was funny to me. When I had opened my eyes and raised them from the the ground, I heard steps. I saw some kind of officer that walked towards me, but the view was dimmed as if red fog covered it. He was close enough to realize he had a gas mask on his face. I saw gun in his hand that was pointed at me. I couldn't react or even say anything, despite my maw opened.

It all became dark and silent.
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Short story on basis of idea that came up in my heard this morning. Let's just say I had pretty strange dream.

Short story (c) Me
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"An Essay in Defence of the Human-Animal Hybrid Roleplay"

P. "Gryphus" S.
June 2016 to December 2016.


Goal of this essay is to analyze and comment idea behind Cody Faulkner, a fictional character, which is based on real life scientific theses - and facts - regarding the human consciousness and the controversial practices of human-animal hybrid research. It is also a response to the question, if idea of such a hybrid either belongs to the world of pure fantasy or does have actual point of existence in both real world and science-fiction genre.

This paper was written down as result from the roleplaying gaming community dejection of so-called 'furry' characters from their universe, demanding removal after calling them "unfitting for the setting and belonging to fantasy rather than science-fiction" (Discovery RP Gaming Community, 2016.) While it is an understandable argument against, lack of proper lore denying such experiments - however, with existence of cloning and genetic alternation being present - had been opening the door for such a roleplay, the fact used by a very few players in said community. It may be also hinted that the players inside the community shares a reservation towards the idea – even to the point of open hostility by the members which do not have any ties to furry fandom or would be interested into similiar subject.


The original character was raised up in the Discovery RP gaming community.  It garthered a few followers who got interested into idea, but also shown the opposition made of members of the community. In fact, the character itself was loosely based onto other player's work – roleplay of whom had been lasting for over seven years (since 2009) until furry characters were banned. It is noteworthy that both players pointed out that nowhere in the lore the existence of such creatures is denied. The character itself, named Cody Faulkner, was initially heavily inspired onto the other player's roleplay. However, as the author saw the criticism and sought for a proper solution, the character was expanded to be finally edited on the bases of insightful sources regarding two subjects: the hybrid-animal research and the topic known from the theoretical modern medicine: the mind uploading ("Mind Uploading". In: Wikipedia.) Both cases however were simplified to prevent overusage of jargon. The following extract comes from the recent independent setting for the character:

The 25th Century is a heavily multicultural (to some extent) and offers a quite advanced technology. However, there is one subject being quite disapproved by the society inhabited by humans: the hybrids. While it is a relatively outlawed practice, the experiments on human-animal hybrids are on a pretty advanced stage. However, with such research failing to create a fully sentient creature from the scratch, as it would both take too long and would be too costly. To shorten the process and cut the budget, the common practice is to implant a chip with human consciousness (preferably this of terminally ill people) into the artificially engineered body - created from mixture of animal and original host's DNA. It is done in order to make sure the biomechanical chip would be easily accepted into the new body.

Despite the prepared draft in order to explain the roleplay behind the character, which in spirit was the very same thing but placed in Freelancer Discovery's setting, raised so much controversy within the gaming community that the Administation Team – in charge of the forum laws – made an official in regard to such a roleplay:

From now on, Furries will be relegated to the Reservation, along with the Bronies, Ponies and other assorted non-Disco universe characters that have already been assigned there. They have no place in the RP environment of Disco. They will be removed if they are found in Transmission Bars or other areas of Role Play threads ("Furries", 2016. In: Discovery RP Gaming Community.)

This decision put an end to the players who roleplayed the human-animal hybrids, claiming them as breaking the immersion for the other players, what met with opposition of the players still maintaining such a roleplay – with Cody Faulkner's explanation never being posted. The case has not been resolved entirely, but it is assumed that Administration Team is not likely to change the decision – which was met with zealous acceptance of the community – as for July 2016. With roleplay deemed as unofficial, the owner of the character expanded the lore around it and cut the character's ties with the original setting, making it a fully independent creation.

Idea of human-animal hybrid is not that new. It strongly predates the existence of actual furry fandom, which is creation of late 20th Century – according to the fandom historian, Fred Patten, who pointed out many non-historical influences, such as Japanese animation Kimba the Lion - released in 1966, U.S. that influenced the subculture (Patten, F. Retrospective: "An Illustrated Chronology of Furry Fandom". 2012.) Going a bit further into the history of mankind, the common folktales regarding the usage of anthropomorphic creatures, like Pan from Greek mythology or entire Kemetic (Egyptian) pantheon of Gods, such as cat-like goddess Bastet or god of death, known as Anepu (or Anubis). The similiar creatures of this time can be kitsune or Chu Pa-chieh – a pig-man – from Chinese novel, Journey to the West (16th Century).

The Island of Doctor Moreau, which was mentioned earlier, had not been the only creation of anthropomorphic animals during the Late Victorian and Late Edwardian periods. An English writerand natural scientist, known as Beatrix Potter,  was keen to use such creatures in her children literature. Her tales, such as The Tale of Peter Rabbit (1902) or The Tale of the Flopsy Bunnies (1909), used the animals expressing the human attrubites and attitudes, such as being dressed, having a broad ability to speak and behaving like normal humans. A pretty similiar way was taken by Brian Jacques in his Redwall Series (1986 – 2011).

However, those are the children books which were created and dedicated to be well-read by children and early teenagers. The undeniable, more adult view onto the subject of mixing up the human and animal genes undeniably belongs to H. G. Wells' novel. However, one of the most influential sources most likely was his novel, The Island of Doctor Moreau. This Victorian novel from 1896 depicts the Beast Folk, which are the creations made by vicious titilar character via brutal and unethical vivisection. As the novel proceeds with its plot, the Beast Folk revert from their human-like consciousness into their original animal instincts. The novel itself was adapted many times, but also inspired several other titles, which do pursue the subject of such the creations.

With expansion of the modern science, the possibilities of various exprements emerged. Like it was mentioned in the introduction, the research onto hybrids is already a very expansive subject. Idea of hybridization is broadly used in genetical engineering of plants in order to make them resistant to various diseases, insects or even to adapt into the climate that would kill their original unmodified breeds – or, simply, to create new breeds of plants. However, when it comes to the hybridization of the species, especially the two that do not share sentience – a human and an animal – the criticism and reception made by the public and media is fairly poor.

According to the common definition from the Merriam-Webster dictionary, hybrid is "an animal or plant that is produced from two animals or plants of different kinds." However, according to more expansive explanation, the hybrids are classified as it follows.

1) Hybrid generally refers to any offspring resulting from the breeding of two genetically distinct individuals, which usually will result in a high degree of heterozygosity, though hybrid and heterozygous are not, strictly speaking, synonymous.
2) a genetic hybrid carries two different alleles of the same gene
3) a structural hybrid results from the fusion of gametes that have differing structure in at least one chromosome, as a result of structural abnormalities
4) a numerical hybrid results from the fusion of gametes having different haploid numbers of chromosomes
5) a permanent hybrid is a situation where only the heterozygous genotype occurs, because all homozygous combinations are lethal (Rieger, R.; Michaelis A.; Green, M. M. Glossary of Genetics. Springer-Verlag, 1991.)

It means that hybrid is either a natural process that happens between two species – for example, mixture of Neandertal and direct Homo Sapiens Sapiens genetical ancestors – or it is an artificial creation created in non-natural enviroment and/or under certain circumstances – such as breed of lion and tiger, known as liger. However, the latter, which is an artificial crossing of the species, is the main subject – namely, the human-animal hybrid the essay is focused on.

As it was written before, the idea of mixing the human and animal genes already brought a lot of controversy. However, thanks to this kind of research, the transplantation of the pig's heart into human body is possible, although after serveral and heavily crucial genetic modifications. Despite the positive aspect of this kind of research onto modern medicine and pharmacy, the subject stirrs the public to the levels that several states in the USA completely outbanned such kind of research or allowed it under very strict circumstances and moral codes (Johnson, A. "Human-animal mix might become illegal"  in: Columbus Dispatch, 2012.) The scientists themselves are also heavily confused where to draw a line between humans and non-humans, yet no consensus has been achieved to cope with such a problem. Such an issue however has been tried to be resolved by the United States, in order to at least regulate the problem of the possible human-animal hybrids in the future – at least in the scope of bioethics and artificial hybrid engineering (Weiss, Rick. "U.S. Denies Patent for a Too-Human Hybrid". In: The Washington Post, 2005.)


A short conclussion should enclose this essay as well. To sum up all the arguments, the roleplay consisting of the human-animal hybrids is more or less plausible, given the science-fiction setting that the character is placed in. The character which was originally created for non-author setting presented inside Discovery RP Gaming Community. But with the Administration Team decision, although it could be a justified one due to community uproar, presentation of full explanation on how such a hybrid character would work in that universe was denied to the roleplayer, yet it resulted into later expansion as the independent creation. At the same time however, whole character was made on basis of scientific and political facts and the theories regarding gene-manipulation, being sources gathered on the internet and within the book publications. Therefore, argument that so-called "furry characters" or "furries" belong entirely to fantasy or fairy tales has been proved as invalid, taking into account all gathered research data.

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Primary Sources:

1. DeMello, M. Animals and Society: An Introduction to Human-Animal Studies. Columbia University Press, 2012.

2. Doyle, R. Wetwares: Experiments in Postvital Living. University of Minnesota Press, 2003.

3. Hoad, N. Berlant, L. G. Compassion: The Culture and Politics of an Emotion. Psychology Press, 2004.

4.. Johnson, A. "Human-animal mix might become illegal" in: Columbus Dispatch, 2012.

5. Maryann, M. "Animal-Human Hybrids Spark Controversy". National Geographic News, 2005

6. Palmer, R. "Zonkey, Wholphin, Liger, Tigon: Fascinating Animal Hybrids". International Business Times, 2013.

7. Patten, F. Retrospective: "An Illustrated Chronology of Furry Fandom". 2012. Internet Source.

8. Rieger, R.; Michaelis A.; Green, M. M. Glossary of Genetics. Springer-Verlag, 1991.

9. Weiss, R. "U.S. Denies Patent for a Too-Human Hybrid" in: The Washington Post, 2005.

10. H.R. 5910 — 110th Congress: Human-Animal Hybrid Prohibition Act of 2008, Congress of the United States of America, 2008.

11. S. 2358 — 110th Congress: Human-Animal Hybrid Prohibition Act of 2007. Congress of the United States of America, 2007.
In Defence of the Human-Animal Hybrid Roleplay
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Ferroth Featured By Owner Feb 5, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
Hey there. Just wanted to say thank you for the favorites recently. :)
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CandyCayn Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thx for The watch ovo
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Pteryon Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2017  Student Digital Artist
Thanks for watching!
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TheFourthGlowwing Featured By Owner Dec 1, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Welcome to deviantart!
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NightoCorsario Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2016
thanks for the fav!
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