#tw: labs

[ever-winter]

@crownshattered continued from [X]

Although no where near as perfect or with the full potential that Scaramouche contained, Masami had still been a rather successful experiment, a weapon that could be used to take down those who dared to try and betray him, or to betray The Fatui, as was the case here. A subject that was quite grateful for all that he'd done in making them stronger, making them have a purpose when they had none before. Not many subjects survived what he'd placed the other through - not many had the will to survive once they felt as though they were no longer human - a childish emotion that he grew bored of. What was so grand, so important, about needing to feel human?

Still, there had been the chance, the very slim chance, that Scaramouche would have been able to hold back his anger and have reacted quickly enough to take this child down - it was a gamble, as losing Masami would have been a little bit of a set back, but one that seemed to have paid out in the end. Glancing at the Gnosis, he rolled the object between his fingers once more. He'd need to hand it in soon, but while it was here within his grasp, why not run a few tests of his own? "So tell me. Was what I suggested correct?", he asked, walking over to the table and double checking the strength of the straps that kept the puppet secured to the table, "The power was too much for him to control - and it back fired on him?", he sighed, running a finger along a deep crack on the traitors arm, "Hmm, and what effect did that amount of strength have on you? I don't think we've tested the full limit to your ability".

[diverse-hearts-ocs-a]

@frozcnhearts asked for a starter

As first meetings went, this had to be one of his strangest. Well, reunion may be better than first meeting. There was just something rather surreal about watching a mirror image of yourself floating before you, separated only by a thin layer of glass. Yet, he looked so peaceful. Even in a situation like this, he didn’t seem to be suffering at all.  Movement at one side of the room was what finally drew his attention away from his old friend, the slightest of smiles managing to form as he made out who had entered.  “Taru - has your master finally allowed you some space? He’s seemed in such a good mood the last few days too...hopefully that means things are progressing well...or did you come here to give me a report?”” It was useless to ask how she knew where he’d be - he hadn’t left this room for a few days now, other than to answer summons from his own master.  “Oh! I erm...”, that darkness to linger in his eyes seemed to fade when he walked over, gently taking down Taru’s hood and placing a Cecilia gently behind her ear, “...I felt like this would look a million times better on you. It’s pretty cute”

[diverse-hearts-ocs]

@convivxncia​ continued from [X]

Somethings weren’t supposed to be taken in such a literal manner - Kyran glancing back towards the bard for a second before his attention was once more on the few blood samples laid out before him. He’d been mixing them with different types of energy, but with what Venti had just said, he decided to try the opposite - the last vial now glowing with a soft teal hue. 

“Yes - perfectly normal blood indeed”, with a small sigh he walked back over to where he’d left the bard, restrained against a metal slab for a bed, Kyran shifting his shirt up enough to wrap up the wound for now. He didn’t wish for the other to bleed out either, he still had a lot to learn - and things had just gotten rather interesting.  Maybe this wasn’t such a dead end after all. Maybe there would be something of value to be found within this boring nation after all. 

“So, do you wish to admit to who you are - or shall I drag the truth from your corpse?”. Hmm, but if he was an Archon then he really couldn’t risk killing his either. Ever since he’d discovered what happened that involved the Goddess of Salt and her followers - he’d always somewhat wondered of the type of disaster that different God’s deaths could bring to the local area...but he’d rather be far from such an event himself. 

[diverse-hearts-moved]

Venti’s BSD Verse -: Basically linking him with my OC Kyran - he was an experiment that Kyran shifted to a few years after Chuuya blew up his last lab. He used to be a rather weak boy, an orphan to the war like many others, naturally curious about the world around him - until one fateful day he decided to flee, ending up being discovered by Kyran - a saviour that quickly turned into his worst nightmare. Although rather frail of build, he showed the ability of being able to control the wind - nothing more than directing a gentle breeze or causing a few leafs to lift into the air, but more than enough to capture Kyran’s attention, the scientist taking the small frail figure to a new lab and beginning his research all over again. It took a few years, but eventually the essence of Venti and Barbatos were merged into the one being, the essence of the God helping to strengthen the boy’s frail body and unlike Arahabki, he found friendship with this fragile being who simply wished to be free to explore the world. Using the power from the God, Venti was able to escape from the lab and into the outside world, choosing to live on the streets with the guidance of the God. They often switch between their separate personalities as needed, but Barbatos’ full power can never be used as it places too much strain on Venti’s body.

Now, he lives on the streets of Yokohama, living the life as a musician and artist and ending up in a small apartment with three stray cats that seem to keep coming home with him despite how allergic he happens to be to felines. He likes to help people and despite his rough beginnings tends to be rather trustful and helpful to those around him.

[wildcrisis]

"HEY WILD WHY DO YOU LIKE OVERHAUL SO MUCH" Because I relate to how many gloves he probably goes through in a day. (And that's only half of them, the others are in the extraction room)

[ever-winter]

@xsalvaticn asked for a Starter

"Look at you. Still alive!". He sounds rather gleeful as he walks over to where Moreau has left Vanitas strapped to a table, the doctor smiling as he examines the various cuts and bruises to line the surface of the boys skin, "Hmm, it seems as though he'd exposed you to a rather strong source...and yet you seem to show barely any side effects...hmm". He picked up the nearby file and started to flick through it, "Hmm, you're an outliner, even in your previous experiments...but still, a boring human in the end. You'll die if you stay here much longer"

[wildcrisis]

This is where most of my chapter/fic ideas happen. I spend most of my day in a biohazard hood. And today I ended up coming up with the angst fic idea I'm writing in celebration of hitting 100 followers! Which meant I was awkwardly tearing up a lot and my coworkers were afraid I got blood in my eye or something.

[diverse-hearts-ocs]

@xsalvaticn asked:

❛  i don't like where this is going.  ❜ ( garth )

𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹 / 𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑹𝑶𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺

Well, it was a little too late to turn back now. If his Master caught him down here with Vanitas of all people, he could only imagine the amount of trouble they'd both be in - even if this location was only now used for the one experiment these days, and the test subject for that was the one currently leading the other into the depths of what lay under the Comte's mansion. The only source of light came from the torches they both held, the only sound that of dripping water in the distance and they feet hitting the stone floor beneath them as they crossed the maze like pathways. Eventually, a brighter light could be seen in the distance. As they drew nearer, the walls of the cave like corridor they'd been inside, now seemed hollowed out - and if one lifted the torch near enough, you'd see the rusted bars of what were once holding cells of some type. He paused then, a slight frown forming as he thought he heard something ahead of them, a gaze thrown in Vanitas' direction for a second, before he motioned them to follow carefully, freezing as a familiar figure suddenly appeared before them, a wide grin on their face.

"Ah! You certainly took your time! Didn't I ask for you to bring Vanitas here quickly?". Garth blinked, gazing at him in confusion as the vampire motioned for them both to hurry into the light, "Come! Come. It's much too damp and cold outside the lab like this!"