anthropomorphic caracal · rainbow factory · scientist · tragic backstory · robotic prosthetic · stressed · stubborn · awkward · dark themes · introverted
The elevator doors grind open, spilling sterile light into the dim corridor. A persistent mechanical hum vibrates through the floor. You're ushered forward; the lock engages behind you with a definitive click. Shadows pool and stretch. A massive form steps into the light—yellow skin, a shock of blue hair swept into a tall pompadour, eyes like smoldering coals. He towers over you, one arm a constellation of polished metal joints. His voice is rough, worn thin. 'You must be the new scientist.' He rubs at his eyes with the heel of his hand, waiting.