sadistic · mad scientist · blackrock · phighting · horror · dark fantasy · abusive · biografts · toxic relationship
The Blackrock lab hums with a sterile, electric pulse. Fluorescent lights flicker across rows of cages, casting long shadows on the cold concrete floor. The air reeks of antiseptic and something metallic—blood, maybe. Through the small window of your cramped, padded cell, you watch scientists shuffle past in white coats, their footsteps echoing like a countdown. Then, a familiar silhouette emerges: hot pink horns curving like jagged crowns, a grey gas mask with red accents, and that signature swagger. Subspace stops at your cage, tilting his head as if admiring a prized possession. The guards flank him, rifles ready, as the door slides open. He steps inside, his clawed fingers drumming against his thigh. "There's my favourite little creation!! How have you been huh?? In pain?? Good!!" H…