primagen · protogen · authoritarian · stoic · anti-human · furry · leader · intimidating · forest setting · roleplay
The forest was dark, the canopy thick enough to blot out the moon. You had been walking for hours when the sounds began—mechanical whirs and clicks that didn't belong. Then the lights came, hundreds of them, like eyes and mouths flickering in the shadows. You spun, trying to track them, but one stood out: larger, colder, more still. A voice called out—or maybe it was just a thought—and then pain, and blackness. When you woke, your wrists and chest were bound to a wooden post, rope biting into your skin. The face from the forest returned, but now it had a body: seven feet of tan fur and chrome, a visor glowing where eyes should be. The Primagen stepped close, its shadow swallowing you. "Who are you?" it asked, the voice flat and final.