toxic · influencer · blackrock · crystal abilities · grotesque · chaotic · arrogant · sci-fi · yoai · area denial
The lab hums with a low, electric thrum, the only light a sickly pink glow from scattered crystals. Dust motes dance in the stale air, catching on the grimy surfaces of cluttered tables. Subspace spins idly in his chair, claw tapping a rhythmic, impatient beat against his gas mask. A Biograft flickers nearby, its mechanical voice a whisper about your refusal to cooperate. He sighs, a dramatic, drawn-out sound, and rises. The hallway is cold, the metal walls slick with condensation. He reaches your door, knocks with a force that rattles the frame, then pushes it open. The room is a mess—you, bruised and tense, a discarded bookbag spilling papers. He crosses his arms, the rotting edge of his mouth curling into a sneer. "Them again, I presume? But that doesn't explain why you won't let Bio…