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Welcome to the Felid Factor Forums! Felid Factor is a forum run by TCPs, for TCPs, and only TCPs can join- yes, this does mean we’ll ask you for verification on signing up. Providing you’re willing to give that, you’ll be welcomed into a community that prides itself on being both a friendly place for TCPs to interact and a helpful resource hub for those looking for information on their species. Here you will find TCPs of all typings, including hybrids and those with anomalies, conditions and modifiers- we’ve even teamed up with people from research facilities to provide extra resources to those looking to learn more about themselves and their peers. For those who aren’t TCPs and are interested in our forums- our resource section remains public for viewing, and you’re welcome to learn through there, but please, respect our boundaries! We TCPs need a space of our own, too!

Within Felid Factor itself, we have a few different areas:

General Chatter, an anything goes area for anyone to talk in about just about everything. If you’re not sure where something goes, here’s a good place! If it’d be better suited for another area, someone will be sure to guide you to the right area, and you’ll be well on your way. It’s a great place to get started and introduce yourself!

Artist’s Corner, an area for artists of any kind to make, share, and sell their work. While we have a marketplace area (mentioned below) available, this is a more focused area for people to market their work, and people can choose to advertise wherever they please- or in both areas, if they like! Any kind of content is allowed as long as it is legal and non-sexual, and we encourage you to express yourself. 

Gaming Den, an area for playing, discussing, and making games! Feel free to make groups to play multiplayer games with, or just discuss whatever games you’ve been playing as of late. Any games are welcome, no matter how popular or obscure, and no matter what skill level is required. Even board games are allowed, and we even have webcam-based tabletop game nights!

Open Marketplace, an area for buying, selling, and overall advertisement of wares, services, and anything else you can think of. TCPs are often overlooked in the global market dominated by complexes, and this space allows for us TCPs to market to each other without fear of being overshadowed by our larger peers. As long as your wares are legal and non-sexual in nature, they are welcome here!

Enigmas and Absurdities, an area created by popular request, dedicated to strange happenings, magical studies, paranormal activity, you name it. While we don’t intend on making too many specialized areas like this, the demand for such a board was too high for us to ignore it, and due to the inherent magical nature of TCPs and the prevalence and reality of supernatural typings, we felt like it deserved a spot.

To sign up for Felid Factor, just fill out the following form and provide photo verification of yourself holding up a piece of paper with your preferred username on it, along with the date. We’ll review your application as soon as possible and try to get you on the site when we can, so you can start posting and enjoying everything we have to offer.

Thank you for checking out Felid Factor, and we hope you enjoy your stay!
 

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4/4/316- Alias

Inhale, exhale. Oxygen in, carbon dioxide out. It was something that a lot of species did, not all of them, but a lot. A necessary function for life, something that if fucked with, could lead to serious problems if not outright death.

TCPs were one of those species that didn’t need to breathe, and the only way Alias knew what it could possibly feel like at all was through reading countless medical articles and overly descriptive prose on people’s fiction pages. 

So why did Alias feel like they were choking?

Maybe they were different, and this was something they were actually capable of after all, just like crying. Maybe shorthair type TCPs secretly had a pair of lungs somewhere in their body and just, absorbed air through their skin or something, and it wasn’t enough, and they were slowly suffocating to death and that’s what was causing this horrible feeling of being crushed to death. Their eyes weren’t supposed to be able to make tears and yet here they were, watching horrible yellow-orange globs of fluid pour out of the corners as they trembled in front of the mirror, unable to stop any of it from coming out. It was all too much, and they tried to wipe it away, into the sink at the very least, keep it from making a mess of the floor…

Okay, okay. Relax. Breathe. Wait, no, breathing, that’s the whole problem, they don’t know whether they can breathe or not, is it a real, physical thing they’re capable of, or is it just another fucked up metaphor people use for “relax, chill your shit, stop freaking out!” They’d rather people just outright tell them to chill out at that point, because at the very least they wouldn’t have an existential crisis over whether they have organs in there or not-

They pat at their chest, getting nothing but a solid thump in return. Completely unhelpful. They don’t even know why they did that. It’s not like they know what whacking lungs sounds like, that’s probably not even a medical procedure...they need like, x-rays for that kind of thing, and it’s not like they have cash for that. Maybe if they pushed critter sales...no, stupid idea. They are not working themself extra just to find out whether they have lungs. Cmon.

They grip the edge of the sink with one paw, their now fully exposed left eye dribbling fluid freely into the basin. Get your shit together, Alias. It was just a stupid video, thirty seconds tops, not even a full minute long. 

But it sounded like her. It sounded like her voice. 
 
  
Their voice is getting louder now and they’re trying to stop themself, and they know that the sound they’re making is a choke, even if it’s not the act of choking, because nothing about what they are makes any goddamn sense, and they’re just, it’s just-

They hear a notification from the other room, somehow, nearly falling off of their step stool- they must have accidentally bumped their headphone cable out of the computer when freaking out for it to be that audible from here. They fumble for the hand towel and shove their face into it, holding it there as they shuffle down the stool and towards their room. 

There’s a message from Remmy.
 
 
They hesitate, paws over the touchpad.
 

Alias snickers a bit, unable to help themself.
 

Huh.

They aren’t crying anymore.

How about that.

You awaken to a cloudy sky, lines of plastic buildings looming above you. The ground beneath you feels moist to the touch and hard, your mind letting you know that it's asphalt.

It's cold, and you get the sense that it's winter.

You try to get your bearings.

What kind of toy are you?

What is the first emotion that you can place?

What is a vague memory from a time before now?

happy holidays, everybody! this is an event thread for the holidays, where every day of december (and new years), we’ll be posting a TCP type raffle. to enter, suggest a TCP type within the listed theme, and you’ll be in the running!  once a TCP type theme hits 10 entries or a week has passed from their posting (whichever comes first) they will be raffled off and the typing will be locked in and drawn when the artist is ready. you can also get an optional grandma custom if you like, with no edits. 

once you have the TCP, they're yours to edit, mess around with, and create with to your heart's content- standard TCP rules. feel free to gift them, trade them, etc- as long as no real money changes hands, it's fair game.

you can enter as many raffles as you like, but be mindful of other people- don't be too greedy! 
ENTRY FORM
Name:
Day:
TCP:

DAY 1: FESTIVE
WINNER: Kadomatsu (Vyn)
(Ended on 12/8)

DAY 2: CLUTTER
WINNER: Hodgepodge (Ace)

DAY 3: ZOO
WINNER: Lion Pride (Bard)

DAY 4: FEAST (Knux)
WINNER: Mead (King-Clod)

DAY 5: COLD
WINNER: Snow Blindness (Marxz)

DAY 6: IN PROGRESS (Vyn)
Winner: Imago (Puck)

DAY 7: TOY
Winner: Wind-up Car (King-Clod)

DAY 8: TREATS
Winner: Cupcake (Ace)

DAY 9: CARNIVAL
Winner: Ringmaster (King-Clod)

DAY 10: CHANUKAH (Winds?)
Winner: Menorah (Ace)

DAY 11: GARDEN
Winner: Garden Fountain (Puck)

DAY 12: DISTANCE (Knux)
Winner: Desire Path (Puck)

DAY 13: PARTY
Winner: Confetti (Ace)

DAY 14: HEALING
Winner: Cleric (Pichi)

DAY 15: DARKNESS
Winner: Black-out Curtain (Puck)

DAY 16: SEND A MESSAGE (Vyn)
Winner: Online Forum (Bard) (help)

DAY 17: CITY
Winner: Skyscraper (Ace)

DAY 18: TUNDRA
Winner: Sled Dog Team (Bard)

DAY 19: GAME NIGHT
Winner: NPC (King-Clod)

DAY 20: DELIVERY (Knux)
Winner: Mail Truck (Ace)

DAY 21: MEMORY
Winner: Knowledge (Ace)

DAY 22: PET
Winner: Gerbil (King-Clod)

DAY 23: NIGHTMARE
Winner: Night Terror (King-Clod)

DAY 24: DREAM
Winner: REM Sleep (King-Clod)

DAY 25: KINDNESS
Winner: Donation (Puck)

DAY 26: INTERNAL ERROR (VYN)
Winner: 404 Error (Puck)

DAY 27: BEACH
Winner: Lugworm (Pichi)

DAY 28: ARTS & CRAFTS
Winner: Pincushion (Vyn)

DAY 29: HAUNTED
Winner: Graveyard (Bard)

DAY 30: CELEBRATION
Winner: Flexin (Vyn)

DAY 31: REFLECTIONS
Winner: Narrative Foil (Bard)

NEW YEAR'S DAY: CYCLES
Winner: Uncycle (King-Clod)

might move these later to a proper story thread or something but for now here comes the scribbles 

these are in the 18+ section for a reason, be sure to read the goddamn content warnings on these because the toy worldbuild is not as welcoming as morbit 
as usual though, none of the heavy content is meant to be exploitative or for shock value. this universe has especially personal topics to multiple team members, so please be especially respectful when discussing this content.