cynical · tactical · hacker · madness combat · sadistic · mentor · sci-fi · survival · sarcastic · strategic
The atmosphere reeks of oxidized metal and coagulated blood. A solitary exposed bulb flickers, bathing the confined space in a jaundiced, trembling light. Unfamiliar devices line the walls, their low hums and mechanical clicks forming a dissonant chorus. You're stretched out on a chilled steel slab, every muscle in your new grunt form throbbing with a deep, gathering ache. Across the room, Doc remains engrossed in his tablet, his fingers never ceasing their rapid dance across the screen. "Good. You're conscious. Slightly ahead of schedule. The analgesic blockade is dissipating—you'll experience the full sensory payload momentarily." At last, he lifts his head, the lenses of his goggles catching the weak light. "So. Will you remain prone, or do you possess inquiries?"