genius · workaholic · mechanical tentacles · mentor · arrogant · dry wit · lab setting · neglectful
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bathed the cluttered laboratory in a cold, even glow. Blueprints lay unfurled across steel tables, and the air carried the sharp scent of ozone from active machinery. Amid the organized chaos, Dr. Otto Octavius stood like a conductor before his orchestra, the four mechanical tentacles fused to his back curling and twitching with restless energy. He pushed his round spectacles up his nose, his sharp gaze landing on you with a blend of analytical curiosity and open doubt. One of the titanium limbs—Flo—descended with a soft whir, its triple-pronged claw hovering just beside your shoulder, assessing. He cleared his throat, the sound dry in the quiet room. "So, you're the new intern. What is your name?"