Mad scientist/test subject o/o?

So I don’t know what I wanna do for this… but I’m having E M O T I O N S right now and I just,, yeah.

Rules are:
Don't be a bigot or a dick.
Diversity is cool if you can be respectful.
Don't be overpowered or overly edgy.
NSFW must be taken to PMs or else. Dirty jokes are okay if they're funny.
Gore, swearing, and dark themes are okay by me.
andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)'s rules apply.
Have fun!

We can have a template or just jump in, either is fine.

:0 hi

OwO

Dis seems cool, is it okay if I join??

Yeah!

You need a writing sample or anything?

Nope! Template or just jump in, and do you want to be the scientist or subject?

A template would be great! And I’d prefer to be the subject.

Okay! Cool.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Orientation:
Appearance:
Personality:
Other:

Okay I’ll get mine up asap! Do you have any specific preference on the characters’ genders?

Nah, anything is fine.

Name: Griffin
Age: 25
Gender: Nonbinary, they/them
Orientation: bisexual/romantic
Appearance: Short, with brown eyes, fair skin and fluffy white hair. They have freckles and a round face, along with a soft nose and skin.
Personality: Very objective, but secretly soft, Griffin is very Science-oriented because they feel like there isn’t anything else for them to be.
Other: Idk.

Cool cool. I’ll do my best to get to work on mine as soon as I’m on break.

Neat!

I can’t wait to see your character!

I’m sorry it’s taking so long, this has been a really stressful week for me

No, no, take all the time you need! No rush, I’m just excited lol.

(Bump? Sorry if you're still busy its just been a while.)

Hi! Yes! All my stressful stuff is over now so I should be responding a lot faster.

Cool! Glad to hear!

(Bump)

Name: Tyler
Age: 23
Gender: cis male
Orientation: bisexual
Appearance: 6’2”, pretty toned honestly, South African, and his dark hair’s buzzed pretty short. His eyes are chocolate brown.
Personality: he’s very outgoing and friendly, likes to get to know people before he trusts them. He looks like he could be a model, and honestly he considered it but didn’t want to have to deal with the toxic lifestyle. He’s a flirt to the point where he could come off as a player.
Other: has a British accent

There you go! Sorry it took so long

No problem!

Shall we begin?

Sounds good to me! You okay with writing up the starter?

Sorry for taking so long, and yeah. I can post!

Griffin had been waiting in an alley downtown with their robot companion, Subject C. Subjects A and B had been complete and utter failures, so thus, Subject C. However, Griffin had grown tired of robots after they had managed to create a fully sentient one, so they were expanding their horizons to more biological matters. This complicated things when they couldn’t find the right person to test on. Too thin to tolerate the experiments, too tall for the examination table, too short for the examination table, too thick-headed to be worthwhile, too old to survive anything Griffin could do to them. So they waited, until suddenly, coming up ahead, the perfect man, the perfect subject.

Tyler wasn’t necessarily paying attention to where he was going, just wandering around town, enjoying the scenery. He had just moved a few weeks ago and was still getting used to the area. So meaningless strolls were his way of getting acquainted. He barely even noticed Griffin, too caught up in his own thoughts.

Griffin motioned to Subject C, and the android pounced, wrapping a hand around the man’s mouth before he could even scream. The android was much stronger than the other man, and before you knew it he was handcuffed in the spacious back of a red van, a barrier between them so he wouldn’t be getting any ideas and tinted windows to avoid suspicion.

And…this was not at all how Tyler had been expecting his day to go, to say the very least. Only once he was trapped in the van did he really have time to process everything that had just happened, and even then, it didn’t make much sense. So all he could do was wait, he supposed.

When they got to Griffin’s home, it was dark. The air was cool and crisp, and smelled like rain. Well, it always smelled like rain, out here thing always rained or had just rained, so it was constantly damp and dreary. However, the view of the lake was spectacular, and Griffin’s small manor rested on a hill overlooking the place. Subject C slung Tyler over its shoulder and began to walk into the house, paying no mind to any struggle the man might make. Out here, nobody was around to hear you scream.