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You're in a dimly lit room, illuminated only by a sliver of light shining in below the door. A fluorescent light buzzes to life above you. After a moment is given for your eyes to adjust, you are able to look around yourself, seeing a stainless steel table matching the chair you are currently sitting in. The entire situation seemed akin to the stereotypical police interrogation room. A speaker placed in the roof above you emits a loud static noise, before a robotic female voice starts speaking. "Hello, and welcome to your new home. Now this may not seem like home quite yet, but we're sure you'll adapt soon enough. If you do not know what we do here or why you are here, let me explain all this now. We are the top leading research facility when it comes to advancements in every aspect of biology. You might be wondering, if that's the case, then why haven't I heard of you before? Well, that is because in order to pursue the level of science and experimentation we achieve, we need to keep ourselves from the public eye. Run exclusively by the government, this allows us the freedom to explore scientific measures unable to be achieved by those outside these walls. However, pursuing this level of science requires test subjects. That is where you come in. You were specifically chose from your situation and brought here. Whether it be for your resilience, intellect or DNA, you were chosen, and now have the opportunity to better the lives of millions of people, simply by participating in the experiments laid out for you by our wondrous and well-educated staff. Hopefully you will live a long and prosperous life, knowing that the sacrifices of you and your peers will be used in order to bring prosperity to all of mankind for years to come. Good day."

Before you get a chance to react to the news you were just given, the door slams open and two masked masked individuals walk in. They grab you by your arms, dragging you out of the room. As you move out, you see a hallway stretching to the left. Smells permeate the air, giving you thoughts that are anything but pleasant. They move choose instead to take you forward, where a length of cells exists. Without any other choice, you feel yourself being dragged along the rows.

To your left, Cell 1 has a crumpled figure sprawled out on the small bed, claw-tipped hands clamped over his ears. Pale eyes stare at you as you walk past with pupils dilated to pinpricks and canine teeth protruding from his bottom lip. His sunken face adds to the animalistic traits to the figure seems to have compiled. Stitched wounds can be seen on the back of his neck, the skin a dull, bruised, purple. The plate in front of his cell reads Beast #004

To your right, Cell 2 lies empty. It's bars are made of iron.

To your left, Cell 3 has a pale girl looking up at you with icy blue eyes. If it weren't for the subtle movement of her breaths, you might think she were dead. Her white hair and clothes contrast the dark metal of the bars in front of her cell. You can see stitches in various places over her body, and it looks like her skin colour slightly changes in a few areas. The plate in front of her cell reads 1226-Albino

To your right, Cell 4 has a beautiful woman in it, at least, she would look beautiful if it weren't for the large muzzle covering her mouth. Her eyes are glazed over with a milky film that tells of blindness. She has scars lining the length of her body, especially in the area around her vocal chords and ears. She sits with a relaxed posture in the far corner of her cell. Her head tilting with interest at the sounds of people walking through the area. The plate in front of her cell reads Siren #0.0

To your left, Cell 5 holds a very skinny shirtless man, he seems a bit older than the ones in the cells before him, though he's just as lifeless, if not more so. His back faces you, his spine visible through his back, yet the rest if him is nowhere near as skinny, he shivers slightly as you pass by, not even daring to look back as the footsteps he hears near his cell recedes. The cell is surrounded by some type of bulletproof glass.

To your right, in Cell 6 there sits a tall and severely malnourished ginger boy, with a relaxed and almost blank expression. He is shirtless, showing off long and darkened marks tracking over his otherwise pale and freckled skin. His arms and legs are wrapped in tight, leather restraints, in which he absentmindedly tugs at from time to time. His eyes don't leave yours and his cranium cocks to the side the slightest bit, as if he is sizing you up.

To your left, Cell 7 has a short but fairly pretty girl sitting calmly, a long white dress covering her arms and down to her ankles. The dress is taken in the middle, showing a rather thin and malnourished body. Black muffs cover her ears and a blindfold covers her eyes, so she stares straight at the bars.

(Also, I can add more cells if needed, this isn't a limit, I just thought I'd give an idea.)

1. Don't insult other people (basic but whatever)
2. The things done to your character have to be at least a bit grotesque, no "they gave neko-chan ears so neko-chan is super cute!" No. These are bad things.
3. Remember the time frame we're in. No tattoos unless they're horrible infected or done poorly because this is before tattoos were accessible
4. Just tell me if you won't be around, it's no big deal
5. Try to avoid super power things. They did not inject your character with a chemical that made them invincible blah blah blah no.
6. That being said, I'm okay if some people want to have supernatural-esque things happen to them. Did they try to connect a ghost to you? Did you have slight psychic powers that they're torturing you to try to activate? That's alright
7. Your character cannot act out too much without consequences. These are people that are more than happy to kill you.
8. Eventually I might be open to creating some permanent scientist characters, so let me know if that's really what you want to do
9. I'm fine with swearing, but let's just keep it as mild as we can manage
10. Please avoid le edge lords. Thnx.

Albino

Full Name 1226 Albino

Nickname(s) Alby, Al

Gender Female

Age 22

Years in institution 21

Appearance Alby has nearly white skin and pale blue eyes, with a bit of red. She is an albino, which is how she earned her name once coming to the institution. Her hair is stark white and she has a thin frame, from often refusing to eat all of her meals. She is often mistaken for being younger than she is, being as her stature only reaches to a measly 5'1"

Personality Alby is extremely quiet, choosing only to speak when spoken to. When given opportunities to talk to other inmates, she will often avoid it. She is highly aware of how horrible the experiments can get for some subjects, and knows that it is best for her not to get attached. Alby will often have panic attacks, which are only solved via holding something soft, or humming to herself for hours. Alby is left-handed, and used to participate in art and other painting, until that was no longer an option for her due to the experiments.

History When Alby was very young, her parents realized that she was not a normal child. She was fifth born, and whereas the rest of their children had normal skin, eyes and hair, this fifth child was born an albino. Since her family was highly religious, they believed this to be a sign that this new daughter was some type of witch or demon, and refused to give her a proper name. That was when they were contacted by an anonymous source, who told her family that they would take this devil child and use her in order expel other demons. Of course, her family didn't really care the reason, but what glad there was someone who would be willing to take such an unsightly baby off of their hands. So just before her first birthday, Alby was taken to the institution.

From there, she was tested on, in order for the scientists to better understand albinos and what made them different from other humans. That lasted for only 5 years before they realized that the only thing making her different from a normal human was her appearance. Unable to return her, they decided to take this child and experiment in other ways. It has always been questioned whether or not people can survive with another person's organ in place of their own, so they started using this disposable girl to test that. First, they'd replace her toe, trying again and again to see if it would work. Once they were successful, they decided to move on to bigger things, eventually ended up with the complete successful replacement of her hand. Although that should be enough for them, Alby suspects that they won't stop replacing things until she's completely different, or dies because of it.

Likes Quiet-Soft things-Music

Dislikes Needles-Her name-Loud noises-The colour white

Cell number 3

Security level Low

Experimental use Limb and organ transplants

Body modifications Her hand is not her own, but is the hand from a dead body sewn onto her, which is why her left hand will often move slowly or sluggishly. She has scars and stitches all over her abdomen from different organ transplants. There are random other small body parts that are different, such as her toes all being different colours, and small pieces of skin grafted on from other bodies on her back.

Strengths High pain tolerance-Knows institution well-Intelligent

Weaknesses Shy-Has PTSD-Physically weak

Sexuality Asexual Heteroromantic

Possible romantic interest Open

Turn ons Empathetic-Protective-Soothing

Turn offs Impulsive-Controlling-Agressive-Manipulative

Username BloodyWonderland

Nicknames Bloody, Wonder, Wonderland, Amber

Tiny blurb about you I'm sarcastic, awkward, and graduating!!!!!! If I disappear, it's just because I get stressed and go into a little ball of anxiety

Do you surrender your soul to Bloody forevs? Yus. Because I already have my soul. Because I am me.

Plot ideas/other No idea lol