#dr.silver

[birbisanon]

“Crawlin' through my brain, Clingin' to my frontal lobe it's a struggle just to breathe when that feeling reapproaches.”

[fountian-of-youth]

Oh wow what a nasty piece of work! I doubt even mold would avoid his ass!

Kraken:*gags thinking of that * ergh-*runs off to go poke into a trash can *

[fountian-of-youth]

Hey Dr Kraken! have any scientists you've had the displeasure of working with? If yes, tell us all the juicy gossip! If no, lucky you.

Kraken:*bombastic side eye*.....he's actually dr.silver he's such a pain in the ass to work with and not to mention....he's a fucking monster and that's coming from me

[novasolstarr]

Was sitting in VC with @birbisanon and @xxweirdtripxx and now..

This monstrosity

Also, zoom in on Silver

[dr-silver-is-a-monster]

[is it worth it?] [What we're doing to hales, scot and casey.] [is it?] [Why does it feel wrong host.]

"...."

"I don't know."

[dr-silver-is-a-monster]

It had been a while after her experiments. Only successful one so far was the damn dog DnA. Ever since then. Casey had been relentlessly fighting back.

Either licking the doctors, chewing on equipment, and even going as far as biting certain doctors.

Oh.. But the last straw for Silver was when he tried to manipulate her and get close.

Knocked him good. Busting his jaw even.. The sheer fury she held in a single glance pissed him off. How dare this mutt even use such violence towards him..

So what did he do? Demand the engineering department for a shock collar. One with a remote for him to control of course.

Currently Casey was laying on the ground of the lab. Her legs resting against the wall as she hummed silently.. It'd been quiet for a while.. A little too quiet.

Though she didn't mind the peace.. Only for it to be interrupted.

— @corrupted-casey

[That silence was broken just as she thought it.]

"GET OFF OF ME!"

[The sound of struggling was heard- that voice was too familiar. Damien's voice?]

"342 I recommend you stop struggling or you will make this harder than it needs to be."

[Who was 342? Why had Silver referred to him as that? More or less, Silver sounded pissed. Casey could easily hear as they entered the next room beside her own room. Had they forgotten that she was due for experimentation.]

[Further struggling was heard.]

[Screaming and yelling.]

[And then it was muffled. Almost like the person (damien) who had been screaming was forcibly gagged.]

"G-ET OFF- Do-N'T PUT THAT O-ONTO ME"

[Silver's reply was not heard, there was an audible crack as something screeched in pain- obviously writhing on the ground as sounds of thrashing could be heard. The door was ajar.]

[Casey could go look.]