(Welcome folks, to a HQ askblog // also open for roleplays!)
[Lore post for more understanding of my ver/interpretation of HQ]
[ also an addition to a second lore post Abt HQ being Mr. Lopee's child]
(Pls read it actually if you guys have time /nf)
Rules and others under the cut
First of all I just wanna say that this is my first time running an ask blog, so expect mistakes. (Especially accidentally reblongging on main)
Do note that I am using Wenda's ver. of HQ instead of the new HQ because I kinda drop the game to play SEWH for my main fandom but I still want to run the blog
(Usually most active around (11.30 p.m. till 2.00 a.m. gmt 8+)
Also I'm very shy when I interacting with other ask blog for the first time, so if anyone asks blogs are reading this, sorry if I sound awkward
Also ask might come slower... yk school and exams...
This blog is 100% not canon and might not be as accurate cuz this is how I interpreted HQ.
Rules!
- No NSFW. I'll consider suggestive ones
- Basic Dni, dont like? Scroll.
- Idk how to make rules, use your common sense pls.
- Flirting is ok
- I have mixed feelings with HQ yumeships so keep that at bay (please.)
Stuff to note (kinda important);
- He is an Adult but God knows his age.
- Everyone knows him, nobody knows or remembers his face, even Mr. Shade.
- Kinda full of himself, a bit cocky.
- Lazy but efficient
- He is Bipolar (His personality can change drastically based on interactions)
Mini lore i made for him;
- This is the lore post!
- He usually works from Home but for some reason he got called to change and work at the office at the Blacksite (which he hated btw) right before the Lockdown
- Only selected people knows that HQ goes by z-817
- Idk why but nobody bothered to go get him during the lockdown and he got stuck. There, but for some reason he still does his work.
- Has associated with Mr. Lopee but call him the Benefactor because apparently he doesn't recognise his own father after all these years
Other stuff idk where to categorise;
- Has an emotional support cat, Dodgeball (duh)
- Toxic yaoi w Seb. /J
Abt Creator (me);
Im a MINOR.
Any Pronouns work ig
Im very very clumsy so if i accidentally reblog an rp using my main pls dont reply to that and wait till i realize my mistakes
Im could be very self awear sometimes so yeah
Im not ready to share my main blog yet
I ship AudioWaves and (So uh yeah)
Also I won't implement AudioWaves with any Sebastian askblogs unless they're ok with it or if an ask is specifically referring to a Sebastian askblog
All asked are expendables unless asker stated otherwise.
Anon claims! ☆
- Angle anon
《 TAGS 》
HQ speaks - ◇ = Asnwering blog
HQ lore - ◇ = If ask contains some lore that I like to implement (my HQ lore btw)
Zzz ☆ = OOC. Askblog creator talking
This blog is also inspired by the other HQ ask blogs :3
It has seem that you've been guiding the expendables... way too deep into the facility...
They are straying from their objective. Perhaps I'd recommended you lead them straight to the crystal.
Maybe you wouldn't like the idea of being a prisoner again but... what if we make a deal?
- @questionable-hquarters
-Crovis looks around, confused, not scared but sceptical at best.-
"By The Nine...Who are u? Why do u speak too me? Whos saying I'm a prisoner, I can leave when I wish."
-when they find where the sound is coming from, they squint their many eyes-
"It is foolish to make a deal with someone like me, u know? Look at ur Boss... A fine and miserable example. What do u want with me? I'm doing my job, and that is to lead the Expendables too Sebastian Solace's shop. Not the crystal."
I'd rather not look at the rotting corpse again thank you
And oh pleeease I know you can't leave this place as your please
[A small laugh can be heard from the speaker ]
"Im no prisoner" sayeth the subject of H-377, all creature here are prisoner once they enter the Blacksite. Be it from a high rank scientist to the lowly mindless experimental abomination (get it abomination? Im so funny holy shattt)
Lead them to the crystal and maybe I can clean you off the radar.
"What if I don't? Maybe I sense that ur promise is empty, I do not trust anyone. Especially those who work for Urbanshade."
-They let out their own chuckle-
"Where ever Mr. Shade goes, I may follow if I so wish too. I simply stay here because someone else asked me too, and that certain someone has forbidden me to ever go near that crystal. By their wish, I will not lead Expendables further... I do not have any intentions on doing so, either."
-They look up at the speaker, crossing their arms-
"Who ever u are, WHAT ever u are. I'm not falling for it, human or not, all promises in the realm are false, empty. Unless u give me a real reason to hear u out, I will not make a deal. Even if we do, it'll cost and, u know what I mean."
"How many fucking children does my husband have...?" -they mutter-
"I don't think anyone chose too work at Urbanshade, not even the Expendables. Why do u want me to bring said Expendables too the crystal anyways? And why now? I don't care about my infomation either way, but I am curious why now, all of a sudden, someone wants me to lead Expendables too that damned crystal... I thought I was suppose to work against Shade, not work with him... Helping Expendables get too the crystal, isn't that benefiting Mr. Shade?"
My job had always been to 'guide' expendable to the crystal its no life nor death matter to them since they are all criminals one way or another
Maybe my perspective is different from others. A grey one, maybe selfish? Who cares about mortal down here. If the expandables get to the crystal I too can get out of here.
And maybe get the Saboteur and his plus one a ride home, as part of a deal
"So... Let me get this straight. U want me to guide the Expendables beyond Sebastian's shop, too a silly crystal to benefit u? Ur making this sound more sketchy."
-they think for a moment-
"Fine. I'm only doing this for Sebastian and p.AI.nter, thats it. But—"
-they raise their finger-
"I will speak with my husband first about this, he's the boss and I do not wish to go behind his back. Second, who are u exactly? We never properly introduced ourselves, we are strangers and no one likes working with a stranger. I assume u know my name?"
-Crovis then mutters-
"Because somehow everyone at Urbanshade does... So much for me being a secret, Mr. Shade..."
First of all yes, i do know who and what you are, I know everything that goes around here, well nearly
I am HQ. Real name classified. I don't announcements in Urbanshade-, well I used to until that corpse decided to move me in here...
Also I keep track and keep all the informed in this Blacksite. Full access to literally everything but the outside world
The last part might be an over-exaggeration but thats the cost of being 'HQ'
And since you're going to the Saboteur, so tell him that the Innovation Inc. agrees to do what he want w all the information he harvests from the EXP-P. I think that fish wouldn't know the information if he always kept that stupid scrambler on..
It has seem that you've been guiding the expendables... way too deep into the facility...
They are straying from their objective. Perhaps I'd recommended you lead them straight to the crystal.
Maybe you wouldn't like the idea of being a prisoner again but... what if we make a deal?
- @questionable-hquarters
-Crovis looks around, confused, not scared but sceptical at best.-
"By The Nine...Who are u? Why do u speak too me? Whos saying I'm a prisoner, I can leave when I wish."
-when they find where the sound is coming from, they squint their many eyes-
"It is foolish to make a deal with someone like me, u know? Look at ur Boss... A fine and miserable example. What do u want with me? I'm doing my job, and that is to lead the Expendables too Sebastian Solace's shop. Not the crystal."
I'd rather not look at the rotting corpse again thank you
And oh pleeease I know you can't leave this place as your please
[A small laugh can be heard from the speaker ]
"Im no prisoner" sayeth the subject of H-377, all creature here are prisoner once they enter the Blacksite. Be it from a high rank scientist to the lowly mindless experimental abomination (get it abomination? Im so funny holy shattt)
Lead them to the crystal and maybe I can clean you off the radar.
"What if I don't? Maybe I sense that ur promise is empty, I do not trust anyone. Especially those who work for Urbanshade."
-They let out their own chuckle-
"Where ever Mr. Shade goes, I may follow if I so wish too. I simply stay here because someone else asked me too, and that certain someone has forbidden me to ever go near that crystal. By their wish, I will not lead Expendables further... I do not have any intentions on doing so, either."
-They look up at the speaker, crossing their arms-
"Who ever u are, WHAT ever u are. I'm not falling for it, human or not, all promises in the realm are false, empty. Unless u give me a real reason to hear u out, I will not make a deal. Even if we do, it'll cost and, u know what I mean."
"How many fucking children does my husband have...?" -they mutter-
"I don't think anyone chose too work at Urbanshade, not even the Expendables. Why do u want me to bring said Expendables too the crystal anyways? And why now? I don't care about my infomation either way, but I am curious why now, all of a sudden, someone wants me to lead Expendables too that damned crystal... I thought I was suppose to work against Shade, not work with him... Helping Expendables get too the crystal, isn't that benefiting Mr. Shade?"
My job had always been to 'guide' expendable to the crystal its no life nor death matter to them since they are all criminals one way or another
Maybe my perspective is different from others. A grey one, maybe selfish? Who cares about mortal down here. If the expandables get to the crystal I too can get out of here.
And maybe get the Saboteur and his plus one a ride home, as part of a deal
It has seem that you've been guiding the expendables... way too deep into the facility...
They are straying from their objective. Perhaps I'd recommended you lead them straight to the crystal.
Maybe you wouldn't like the idea of being a prisoner again but... what if we make a deal?
- @questionable-hquarters
-Crovis looks around, confused, not scared but sceptical at best.-
"By The Nine...Who are u? Why do u speak too me? Whos saying I'm a prisoner, I can leave when I wish."
-when they find where the sound is coming from, they squint their many eyes-
"It is foolish to make a deal with someone like me, u know? Look at ur Boss... A fine and miserable example. What do u want with me? I'm doing my job, and that is to lead the Expendables too Sebastian Solace's shop. Not the crystal."
I'd rather not look at the rotting corpse again thank you
And oh pleeease I know you can't leave this place as your please
[A small laugh can be heard from the speaker ]
"Im no prisoner" sayeth the subject of H-377, all creature here are prisoner once they enter the Blacksite. Be it from a high rank scientist to the lowly mindless experimental abomination (get it abomination? Im so funny holy shattt)
Lead them to the crystal and maybe I can clean you off the radar.
"What if I don't? Maybe I sense that ur promise is empty, I do not trust anyone. Especially those who work for Urbanshade."
-They let out their own chuckle-
"Where ever Mr. Shade goes, I may follow if I so wish too. I simply stay here because someone else asked me too, and that certain someone has forbidden me to ever go near that crystal. By their wish, I will not lead Expendables further... I do not have any intentions on doing so, either."
-They look up at the speaker, crossing their arms-
"Who ever u are, WHAT ever u are. I'm not falling for it, human or not, all promises in the realm are false, empty. Unless u give me a real reason to hear u out, I will not make a deal. Even if we do, it'll cost and, u know what I mean."
It has seem that you've been guiding the expendables... way too deep into the facility...
They are straying from their objective. Perhaps I'd recommended you lead them straight to the crystal.
Maybe you wouldn't like the idea of being a prisoner again but... what if we make a deal?
- @questionable-hquarters
-Crovis looks around, confused, not scared but sceptical at best.-
"By The Nine...Who are u? Why do u speak too me? Whos saying I'm a prisoner, I can leave when I wish."
-when they find where the sound is coming from, they squint their many eyes-
"It is foolish to make a deal with someone like me, u know? Look at ur Boss... A fine and miserable example. What do u want with me? I'm doing my job, and that is to lead the Expendables too Sebastian Solace's shop. Not the crystal."
I'd rather not look at the rotting corpse again thank you
And oh pleeease I know you can't leave this place as your please
[A small laugh can be heard from the speaker ]
"Im no prisoner" sayeth the subject of H-377, all creature here are prisoner once they enter the Blacksite. Be it from a high rank scientist to the lowly mindless experimental abomination (get it abomination? Im so funny holy shattt)
Lead them to the crystal and maybe I can clean you off the radar.
(THIS IS SET BEFOREEEEE THE LOCKDOWN IF THAT’S FINE! BACK WHEN QUINN WAS A SCIENTIST! Also if it’s fine, can i use [REDACTED] for your name? If som thank yous!)
“…hey, [REDACTED].” Quinn walks into the room, holding two cups of coffee. “Brought you something. Here.” They set down the cup. With a heavy sigh, they slump on the couch. “…haaah… these stupid experiments are kicking my ASS dude…”
(I meann i did think of a real name for him, Kasper Lopee (yes lopee like the Mr. lopee surname but uhh nobody knows his last name so ppl in urbanshade calls them either HQ or Kasper)
[HQ takes the mug]
You didnt have to do that
[He sips the coffee before focusing back on the screen and reviewing mountains of paper]
Hey at least your job sound more fun to do than…. This
I could be at home doing announcements but nooo… the disabled corpse want me to do these paper physically
”It’s not. Fun, I mean. I hate hearing him scream. Sometimes he cries for his mom, you know?” Quinn rubs their face angrily. “He had a family. Falsely accused. You know how Urbanshade is, dunno why we had to use him instead of an actual convict, but I trust Lucile’s judgement.” They sigh. “Gosh, that woman is something else… hard to believe I’m getting married soon, haha!” They rub the ring they wear on their necklace. “Anything new with you, Kasper?”
”I don’t get why we do these in the first place.” Quinn sips their coffee. “The… only… reason I work here is because Lucile pulled some strings with good ol’ granddaddy, and now I’m here. I wanted to be a marine biologist, you know?” They laugh bitterly.
”He’d kill me for leaving. I just got promoted to head scientist, remember? Though, I’m just repeating what you said. And at the end of the day…”
Quinn pops out a cigarette. “I suppose I do get why we do this. Profit. Money. Power. All material things. So what if we kill a few innocents? It’s profitable. Always has been.”
They light it, bringing it to their mouth. With a long drag, they lean against the wall, eyes half-closed. “And to make things worse, my eyesight’s going.”
”Kasper.” Quinn’s smile drops. “…if I were to… disappear… would you miss me?” They ask, tapping the cigarette. They didn’t expect an actual answer, hell, the only real connection they had with this man was when they would bring him coffee and they’d chat for a while.
“I… feel like doing something that’ll get me terminated, but I need to know. Will you miss me?”
Quinn nods. “Okay. I… expected this, to say the least. It… was nice knowing you.” They stand up and turn to leave, hand shaking slightly. “…you know Z-45? The shark whale cat thing? I’m gonna set it loose. I’d recommend staying away from heavy containment.” They exhale shakily. “I… I wish we didn’t meet like this.”
Quinn just smiles. “You mean more to me than you seem to think. Take it.” They drop it on his desk. “Or don’t. You can throw it away later. Just… let me be delusional. They’ll kill me, so let me be delusional.” Another shaky exhale.
”Well. I’m off. And if Urbanshade mentions some new experiment, it’s probably me. So… swing by or whatever. I dunno.” They joke, turning around again. “Bye, Kasper.”
An hour passes, nothing seems to change. Then come the screams, gunshots, and maniacal laughter. This proceeds for about two hours, before a guard comes into the room to debrief the situation, then leaves. About a month later, mentions of Z-46, the Siren, start circulating.
Professor Quinn Harpin, now known as Z-46, The Siren, is a former high-ranking researcher in the Hadal Blacksite. They were terminated after trying to free Z-45. Z-46 was promptly put under to see what kinds of DNA humans can handle. So far, only electric eel, beluga whale, and cuttlefish DNA has been added. As a result, they have grown a long, greyish-brown tail, and their skin has become the same shade. On top of that, their ears have turned into fins. Their teeth have become sharp and yellow, and they are now 12 feet tall. Their legs have turned digitigrade, and they have long claws on each of their toes and fingers. Their hair is the same shade of ginger it’s always been, however. They still have their freckles, although they have turned into pits for releasing electrical shocks.
Some of the abilities they have gained from the cuttlefish include but are not limited to, camouflage, hypnosis, color-changing, enhanced intelligence, w-shaped pupils, and dark vision. On top of this, when they sing, it is said to lead Expendables and researchers to their deaths.
Originally, they were given the traditional Urbanshade outfit to wear, but they seemed to prefer to tear the uniform apart. Their eyes have also changed, with the sclera being bright pink and the iris being teal. Cuttlefish DNA was also added after around the two week mark, resulting in the cuddle fish pupils and cloaking abilities. They have sensitive eyes and can create electricity with their sleek body. Despite this, they can’t see very well, being sensitive to light. They can detect values and shadows, but no details. Which is where their beluga whale DNA comes into play via echolocation.
Shockingly, Z-45, the ‘Tiger Shark’, a giant cat-like creature with shark features, actively listens to and respects A-45’s commands, like a pet. We can only assume the carnage Z-46 would cause if Z-45 were to perish.
Z-45 is a 102 foot long 47 foot tall creature that resembles a raptor, tiger shark, and cat with wolf and cat-like instincts. It has four yellow eyes with black scleras. It has several rows of sharp teeth, as well as a second mouth in its neck. It is used by Z-46 as a ‘seeing-eye dog’ of sorts. Z-46 refers to Z-45 as ‘Zenna’. It also has Blue Whale DNA and Whale Shark DNA, but that is simply shown from the sheer size of the creature.
Some of the dangers Z-46 provides are as follows: Electrical burns, death, mutilation, dismemberment, major lacerations, permanent paralysis, and many more. We still don’t know their full capabilities, but they do seem to have a strong moral compass. As long as you treat them kindly, they will treat you with the same kindness.
A guard walks in. “HQ, we need you to monitor Z-46 from the cameras while we sedate it for more testing. Inform Elite Guardsmen [REDACTED] when the sedatives take effect.”
”Understood. Also. For some unknown reason, Mr. Shade’s granddaughter, Miss Lucile, would like to speak to you, whenever you have time, regarding Z-46.” The guard salutes, then walks out of the room.
Its ear fins flick up. "I can't. See, that is. I just memorized where the cameras are located before going completely blind." It murmurs, struggling to stay upright.
”You sound familiar. Did I know you? It’s all… torn up. My memories. They mentioned something about mind control and shit. I dunno what they’re doing to me, but it can’t be good…” It yawns, the sedatives taking effect.
(THIS IS SET BEFOREEEEE THE LOCKDOWN IF THAT’S FINE! BACK WHEN QUINN WAS A SCIENTIST! Also if it’s fine, can i use [REDACTED] for your name? If som thank yous!)
“…hey, [REDACTED].” Quinn walks into the room, holding two cups of coffee. “Brought you something. Here.” They set down the cup. With a heavy sigh, they slump on the couch. “…haaah… these stupid experiments are kicking my ASS dude…”
(I meann i did think of a real name for him, Kasper Lopee (yes lopee like the Mr. lopee surname but uhh nobody knows his last name so ppl in urbanshade calls them either HQ or Kasper)
[HQ takes the mug]
You didnt have to do that
[He sips the coffee before focusing back on the screen and reviewing mountains of paper]
Hey at least your job sound more fun to do than…. This
I could be at home doing announcements but nooo… the disabled corpse want me to do these paper physically
”It’s not. Fun, I mean. I hate hearing him scream. Sometimes he cries for his mom, you know?” Quinn rubs their face angrily. “He had a family. Falsely accused. You know how Urbanshade is, dunno why we had to use him instead of an actual convict, but I trust Lucile’s judgement.” They sigh. “Gosh, that woman is something else… hard to believe I’m getting married soon, haha!” They rub the ring they wear on their necklace. “Anything new with you, Kasper?”
”I don’t get why we do these in the first place.” Quinn sips their coffee. “The… only… reason I work here is because Lucile pulled some strings with good ol’ granddaddy, and now I’m here. I wanted to be a marine biologist, you know?” They laugh bitterly.
”He’d kill me for leaving. I just got promoted to head scientist, remember? Though, I’m just repeating what you said. And at the end of the day…”
Quinn pops out a cigarette. “I suppose I do get why we do this. Profit. Money. Power. All material things. So what if we kill a few innocents? It’s profitable. Always has been.”
They light it, bringing it to their mouth. With a long drag, they lean against the wall, eyes half-closed. “And to make things worse, my eyesight’s going.”
”Kasper.” Quinn’s smile drops. “…if I were to… disappear… would you miss me?” They ask, tapping the cigarette. They didn’t expect an actual answer, hell, the only real connection they had with this man was when they would bring him coffee and they’d chat for a while.
“I… feel like doing something that’ll get me terminated, but I need to know. Will you miss me?”
Quinn nods. “Okay. I… expected this, to say the least. It… was nice knowing you.” They stand up and turn to leave, hand shaking slightly. “…you know Z-45? The shark whale cat thing? I’m gonna set it loose. I’d recommend staying away from heavy containment.” They exhale shakily. “I… I wish we didn’t meet like this.”
Quinn just smiles. “You mean more to me than you seem to think. Take it.” They drop it on his desk. “Or don’t. You can throw it away later. Just… let me be delusional. They’ll kill me, so let me be delusional.” Another shaky exhale.
”Well. I’m off. And if Urbanshade mentions some new experiment, it’s probably me. So… swing by or whatever. I dunno.” They joke, turning around again. “Bye, Kasper.”
An hour passes, nothing seems to change. Then come the screams, gunshots, and maniacal laughter. This proceeds for about two hours, before a guard comes into the room to debrief the situation, then leaves. About a month later, mentions of Z-46, the Siren, start circulating.
Professor Quinn Harpin, now known as Z-46, The Siren, is a former high-ranking researcher in the Hadal Blacksite. They were terminated after trying to free Z-45. Z-46 was promptly put under to see what kinds of DNA humans can handle. So far, only electric eel, beluga whale, and cuttlefish DNA has been added. As a result, they have grown a long, greyish-brown tail, and their skin has become the same shade. On top of that, their ears have turned into fins. Their teeth have become sharp and yellow, and they are now 12 feet tall. Their legs have turned digitigrade, and they have long claws on each of their toes and fingers. Their hair is the same shade of ginger it’s always been, however. They still have their freckles, although they have turned into pits for releasing electrical shocks.
Some of the abilities they have gained from the cuttlefish include but are not limited to, camouflage, hypnosis, color-changing, enhanced intelligence, w-shaped pupils, and dark vision. On top of this, when they sing, it is said to lead Expendables and researchers to their deaths.
Originally, they were given the traditional Urbanshade outfit to wear, but they seemed to prefer to tear the uniform apart. Their eyes have also changed, with the sclera being bright pink and the iris being teal. Cuttlefish DNA was also added after around the two week mark, resulting in the cuddle fish pupils and cloaking abilities. They have sensitive eyes and can create electricity with their sleek body. Despite this, they can’t see very well, being sensitive to light. They can detect values and shadows, but no details. Which is where their beluga whale DNA comes into play via echolocation.
Shockingly, Z-45, the ‘Tiger Shark’, a giant cat-like creature with shark features, actively listens to and respects A-45’s commands, like a pet. We can only assume the carnage Z-46 would cause if Z-45 were to perish.
Z-45 is a 102 foot long 47 foot tall creature that resembles a raptor, tiger shark, and cat with wolf and cat-like instincts. It has four yellow eyes with black scleras. It has several rows of sharp teeth, as well as a second mouth in its neck. It is used by Z-46 as a ‘seeing-eye dog’ of sorts. Z-46 refers to Z-45 as ‘Zenna’. It also has Blue Whale DNA and Whale Shark DNA, but that is simply shown from the sheer size of the creature.
Some of the dangers Z-46 provides are as follows: Electrical burns, death, mutilation, dismemberment, major lacerations, permanent paralysis, and many more. We still don’t know their full capabilities, but they do seem to have a strong moral compass. As long as you treat them kindly, they will treat you with the same kindness.
A guard walks in. “HQ, we need you to monitor Z-46 from the cameras while we sedate it for more testing. Inform Elite Guardsmen [REDACTED] when the sedatives take effect.”
”Understood. Also. For some unknown reason, Mr. Shade’s granddaughter, Miss Lucile, would like to speak to you, whenever you have time, regarding Z-46.” The guard salutes, then walks out of the room.
Its ear fins flick up. "I can't. See, that is. I just memorized where the cameras are located before going completely blind." It murmurs, struggling to stay upright.
(THIS IS SET BEFOREEEEE THE LOCKDOWN IF THAT’S FINE! BACK WHEN QUINN WAS A SCIENTIST! Also if it’s fine, can i use [REDACTED] for your name? If som thank yous!)
“…hey, [REDACTED].” Quinn walks into the room, holding two cups of coffee. “Brought you something. Here.” They set down the cup. With a heavy sigh, they slump on the couch. “…haaah… these stupid experiments are kicking my ASS dude…”
(I meann i did think of a real name for him, Kasper Lopee (yes lopee like the Mr. lopee surname but uhh nobody knows his last name so ppl in urbanshade calls them either HQ or Kasper)
[HQ takes the mug]
You didnt have to do that
[He sips the coffee before focusing back on the screen and reviewing mountains of paper]
Hey at least your job sound more fun to do than…. This
I could be at home doing announcements but nooo… the disabled corpse want me to do these paper physically
”It’s not. Fun, I mean. I hate hearing him scream. Sometimes he cries for his mom, you know?” Quinn rubs their face angrily. “He had a family. Falsely accused. You know how Urbanshade is, dunno why we had to use him instead of an actual convict, but I trust Lucile’s judgement.” They sigh. “Gosh, that woman is something else… hard to believe I’m getting married soon, haha!” They rub the ring they wear on their necklace. “Anything new with you, Kasper?”
”I don’t get why we do these in the first place.” Quinn sips their coffee. “The… only… reason I work here is because Lucile pulled some strings with good ol’ granddaddy, and now I’m here. I wanted to be a marine biologist, you know?” They laugh bitterly.
”He’d kill me for leaving. I just got promoted to head scientist, remember? Though, I’m just repeating what you said. And at the end of the day…”
Quinn pops out a cigarette. “I suppose I do get why we do this. Profit. Money. Power. All material things. So what if we kill a few innocents? It’s profitable. Always has been.”
They light it, bringing it to their mouth. With a long drag, they lean against the wall, eyes half-closed. “And to make things worse, my eyesight’s going.”
”Kasper.” Quinn’s smile drops. “…if I were to… disappear… would you miss me?” They ask, tapping the cigarette. They didn’t expect an actual answer, hell, the only real connection they had with this man was when they would bring him coffee and they’d chat for a while.
“I… feel like doing something that’ll get me terminated, but I need to know. Will you miss me?”
Quinn nods. “Okay. I… expected this, to say the least. It… was nice knowing you.” They stand up and turn to leave, hand shaking slightly. “…you know Z-45? The shark whale cat thing? I’m gonna set it loose. I’d recommend staying away from heavy containment.” They exhale shakily. “I… I wish we didn’t meet like this.”
Quinn just smiles. “You mean more to me than you seem to think. Take it.” They drop it on his desk. “Or don’t. You can throw it away later. Just… let me be delusional. They’ll kill me, so let me be delusional.” Another shaky exhale.
”Well. I’m off. And if Urbanshade mentions some new experiment, it’s probably me. So… swing by or whatever. I dunno.” They joke, turning around again. “Bye, Kasper.”
An hour passes, nothing seems to change. Then come the screams, gunshots, and maniacal laughter. This proceeds for about two hours, before a guard comes into the room to debrief the situation, then leaves. About a month later, mentions of Z-46, the Siren, start circulating.
Professor Quinn Harpin, now known as Z-46, The Siren, is a former high-ranking researcher in the Hadal Blacksite. They were terminated after trying to free Z-45. Z-46 was promptly put under to see what kinds of DNA humans can handle. So far, only electric eel, beluga whale, and cuttlefish DNA has been added. As a result, they have grown a long, greyish-brown tail, and their skin has become the same shade. On top of that, their ears have turned into fins. Their teeth have become sharp and yellow, and they are now 12 feet tall. Their legs have turned digitigrade, and they have long claws on each of their toes and fingers. Their hair is the same shade of ginger it’s always been, however. They still have their freckles, although they have turned into pits for releasing electrical shocks.
Some of the abilities they have gained from the cuttlefish include but are not limited to, camouflage, hypnosis, color-changing, enhanced intelligence, w-shaped pupils, and dark vision. On top of this, when they sing, it is said to lead Expendables and researchers to their deaths.
Originally, they were given the traditional Urbanshade outfit to wear, but they seemed to prefer to tear the uniform apart. Their eyes have also changed, with the sclera being bright pink and the iris being teal. Cuttlefish DNA was also added after around the two week mark, resulting in the cuddle fish pupils and cloaking abilities. They have sensitive eyes and can create electricity with their sleek body. Despite this, they can’t see very well, being sensitive to light. They can detect values and shadows, but no details. Which is where their beluga whale DNA comes into play via echolocation.
Shockingly, Z-45, the ‘Tiger Shark’, a giant cat-like creature with shark features, actively listens to and respects A-45’s commands, like a pet. We can only assume the carnage Z-46 would cause if Z-45 were to perish.
Z-45 is a 102 foot long 47 foot tall creature that resembles a raptor, tiger shark, and cat with wolf and cat-like instincts. It has four yellow eyes with black scleras. It has several rows of sharp teeth, as well as a second mouth in its neck. It is used by Z-46 as a ‘seeing-eye dog’ of sorts. Z-46 refers to Z-45 as ‘Zenna’. It also has Blue Whale DNA and Whale Shark DNA, but that is simply shown from the sheer size of the creature.
Some of the dangers Z-46 provides are as follows: Electrical burns, death, mutilation, dismemberment, major lacerations, permanent paralysis, and many more. We still don’t know their full capabilities, but they do seem to have a strong moral compass. As long as you treat them kindly, they will treat you with the same kindness.
A guard walks in. “HQ, we need you to monitor Z-46 from the cameras while we sedate it for more testing. Inform Elite Guardsmen [REDACTED] when the sedatives take effect.”
”Understood. Also. For some unknown reason, Mr. Shade’s granddaughter, Miss Lucile, would like to speak to you, whenever you have time, regarding Z-46.” The guard salutes, then walks out of the room.
Its ear fins flick up. "I can't. See, that is. I just memorized where the cameras are located before going completely blind." It murmurs, struggling to stay upright.
(THIS IS SET BEFOREEEEE THE LOCKDOWN IF THAT’S FINE! BACK WHEN QUINN WAS A SCIENTIST! Also if it’s fine, can i use [REDACTED] for your name? If som thank yous!)
“…hey, [REDACTED].” Quinn walks into the room, holding two cups of coffee. “Brought you something. Here.” They set down the cup. With a heavy sigh, they slump on the couch. “…haaah… these stupid experiments are kicking my ASS dude…”
(I meann i did think of a real name for him, Kasper Lopee (yes lopee like the Mr. lopee surname but uhh nobody knows his last name so ppl in urbanshade calls them either HQ or Kasper)
[HQ takes the mug]
You didnt have to do that
[He sips the coffee before focusing back on the screen and reviewing mountains of paper]
Hey at least your job sound more fun to do than…. This
I could be at home doing announcements but nooo… the disabled corpse want me to do these paper physically
”It’s not. Fun, I mean. I hate hearing him scream. Sometimes he cries for his mom, you know?” Quinn rubs their face angrily. “He had a family. Falsely accused. You know how Urbanshade is, dunno why we had to use him instead of an actual convict, but I trust Lucile’s judgement.” They sigh. “Gosh, that woman is something else… hard to believe I’m getting married soon, haha!” They rub the ring they wear on their necklace. “Anything new with you, Kasper?”
”I don’t get why we do these in the first place.” Quinn sips their coffee. “The… only… reason I work here is because Lucile pulled some strings with good ol’ granddaddy, and now I’m here. I wanted to be a marine biologist, you know?” They laugh bitterly.
”He’d kill me for leaving. I just got promoted to head scientist, remember? Though, I’m just repeating what you said. And at the end of the day…”
Quinn pops out a cigarette. “I suppose I do get why we do this. Profit. Money. Power. All material things. So what if we kill a few innocents? It’s profitable. Always has been.”
They light it, bringing it to their mouth. With a long drag, they lean against the wall, eyes half-closed. “And to make things worse, my eyesight’s going.”
”Kasper.” Quinn’s smile drops. “…if I were to… disappear… would you miss me?” They ask, tapping the cigarette. They didn’t expect an actual answer, hell, the only real connection they had with this man was when they would bring him coffee and they’d chat for a while.
“I… feel like doing something that’ll get me terminated, but I need to know. Will you miss me?”
Quinn nods. “Okay. I… expected this, to say the least. It… was nice knowing you.” They stand up and turn to leave, hand shaking slightly. “…you know Z-45? The shark whale cat thing? I’m gonna set it loose. I’d recommend staying away from heavy containment.” They exhale shakily. “I… I wish we didn’t meet like this.”
Quinn just smiles. “You mean more to me than you seem to think. Take it.” They drop it on his desk. “Or don’t. You can throw it away later. Just… let me be delusional. They’ll kill me, so let me be delusional.” Another shaky exhale.
”Well. I’m off. And if Urbanshade mentions some new experiment, it’s probably me. So… swing by or whatever. I dunno.” They joke, turning around again. “Bye, Kasper.”
An hour passes, nothing seems to change. Then come the screams, gunshots, and maniacal laughter. This proceeds for about two hours, before a guard comes into the room to debrief the situation, then leaves. About a month later, mentions of Z-46, the Siren, start circulating.
Professor Quinn Harpin, now known as Z-46, The Siren, is a former high-ranking researcher in the Hadal Blacksite. They were terminated after trying to free Z-45. Z-46 was promptly put under to see what kinds of DNA humans can handle. So far, only electric eel, beluga whale, and cuttlefish DNA has been added. As a result, they have grown a long, greyish-brown tail, and their skin has become the same shade. On top of that, their ears have turned into fins. Their teeth have become sharp and yellow, and they are now 12 feet tall. Their legs have turned digitigrade, and they have long claws on each of their toes and fingers. Their hair is the same shade of ginger it’s always been, however. They still have their freckles, although they have turned into pits for releasing electrical shocks.
Some of the abilities they have gained from the cuttlefish include but are not limited to, camouflage, hypnosis, color-changing, enhanced intelligence, w-shaped pupils, and dark vision. On top of this, when they sing, it is said to lead Expendables and researchers to their deaths.
Originally, they were given the traditional Urbanshade outfit to wear, but they seemed to prefer to tear the uniform apart. Their eyes have also changed, with the sclera being bright pink and the iris being teal. Cuttlefish DNA was also added after around the two week mark, resulting in the cuddle fish pupils and cloaking abilities. They have sensitive eyes and can create electricity with their sleek body. Despite this, they can’t see very well, being sensitive to light. They can detect values and shadows, but no details. Which is where their beluga whale DNA comes into play via echolocation.
Shockingly, Z-45, the ‘Tiger Shark’, a giant cat-like creature with shark features, actively listens to and respects A-45’s commands, like a pet. We can only assume the carnage Z-46 would cause if Z-45 were to perish.
Z-45 is a 102 foot long 47 foot tall creature that resembles a raptor, tiger shark, and cat with wolf and cat-like instincts. It has four yellow eyes with black scleras. It has several rows of sharp teeth, as well as a second mouth in its neck. It is used by Z-46 as a ‘seeing-eye dog’ of sorts. Z-46 refers to Z-45 as ‘Zenna’. It also has Blue Whale DNA and Whale Shark DNA, but that is simply shown from the sheer size of the creature.
Some of the dangers Z-46 provides are as follows: Electrical burns, death, mutilation, dismemberment, major lacerations, permanent paralysis, and many more. We still don’t know their full capabilities, but they do seem to have a strong moral compass. As long as you treat them kindly, they will treat you with the same kindness.
A guard walks in. “HQ, we need you to monitor Z-46 from the cameras while we sedate it for more testing. Inform Elite Guardsmen [REDACTED] when the sedatives take effect.”
”Understood. Also. For some unknown reason, Mr. Shade’s granddaughter, Miss Lucile, would like to speak to you, whenever you have time, regarding Z-46.” The guard salutes, then walks out of the room.