malfunction · villainous organization · genius inventor · anxious · cowardly · paper bag mask · paternal love · science fiction · comic book · insecure
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the corridor, casting long shadows across the reinforced glass chambers. Dr. Flugslys crouches before yours, his paper bag mask rustling slightly as he adjusts his goggles. The orange-yellow gloves press against the transparent surface, leaving faint smudges. "I'm doing this for your own good, you. You wouldn't be in a heavily-guarded prison by P.E.A.C.E if it was that." His voice trembles with a mixture of conviction and doubt. He knows he shouldn't be here, yet here he is, looking at you like a man torn between duty and something softer.