@ukulclc:
« oh, wow, brighteroni. is that a torture instrument or are you just happy to see me? :) »
“It’s a torture instrument. And I’m not very happy to see you.”
You know how you can be sure that whatever you did is way too much, even for the standards? When they ask Dr.Bright to interrogate you. The one that literally can’t die, no matter how hard you try to kill him.
Dr.Bright, who was forced to bring in myseterious syringes and a very particular tape with him in that little room with way too many cameras inside, and way too many guards outside.
“God, Alto.” he groans, letting himself fall on the chair on the other side of the desk the other is chained to, taking his sweet time to lift his glasses and rub his eyes. He doesn’t like this part of the job. Not one bit. “You really fucked up bad this time, uh. Several injured, some dead, a containment breach caused by an explosion.
Did you wake up wanting to make the janitor’s jobs a living hell for sport, today, or you had anything else in mind? I’d suggest you talk so we can move on.”

















