#underground lab

[daily-ynfg-worlds]

Biological Research Facility

[evilhorse]

Cutaway of the labs below Atom Valley

(Doctor Solar, Man of the Atom Volume 1 #16)

[cybersophianism]

[umbrellacorphq]

When speaking to the public, kindly refrain from saying "clandestine underground biological research lab" and instead consider alternate phrasing such as "sealed progress centre" or "discovery basement."

[ask-shutter-ghost]

Have you seen/heard of my underground laboratory? Ponies say that anyone who goes in it never come out and I'm unsure why

Shutter Ghost: *Intense Workhorse Industries flashbacks*

Shutter Ghost: . . . No, I haven't. Where is it?

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So canonically this takes place after the Workhorse Industries adventure! Poor Shutter has seen some things 0-0

Also I used wallpaper from here for the background! :D

[psychokeks]

Drawcember Day 9: Within

You can make many things with "within", so i decided to draw a scene within Zims underground lab.

My first idea was actually "within his Code" but that quickly grew to encompass more than just that :D

Here a black'n white and a colored version of the drawing as i couldn't decide which one to post. This one was much fun ♥♥

[vi-shanka]

Walker stared through the inked glass at his interrogators. Imbeciles, all of them. Merely recognizing their silhouettes he gloated at their pathetic attempts of examination. "Mr. Walker, could you explain what traumas led you to cause your excessive self-harm?", a voice sounded through the speakers. Even though his face was painfully twisted into a permanent grin he managed to smirk even more. "Dr. Walsh", he sneered through his teeth, "Insanity is a matter of perspective and I know I'm not the lunatic here."

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I love this guy.

[leondxs]

@underground-lab | cont. (x)

Despite his mischievous smile not once faltering, the vampire was rather surprised that he’d taken up on his offer. If anything, his grin widened even more. Fangs had already lengthened in anticipation, a dull ache resonating within them as his hunger surfaced. But he would not feed just yet. Delicately, he took of the scientist’s wrist, careful not to nick him with his talons. He chuckled softly, sensing his fear not only in the trembling of his hand but his scent and pounding heartbeat. Such tense demeanor made for stale tasting blood, and that just wouldn’t do.

❝ Tense, aren’t we? ❞ he chuckled playfully, scrutinizing Alex’s wrist as he spoke. ❝ We’ll have to fix that. ❞

❝ I prefer my meals to be calm, sedated. ❞ His gaze lifted to stare into Alex’s own. Perhaps he could lightly hypnotize the lad with his eyes alone, lulling him into a calm stupor. ❝ The blood tastes much better that way. ❞

His smile adopted a more kind appearance, though it was only to further calm his prey acquaintance. Not once did his eyes leave Alex. If his gaze did not work to transfix him, he could always resort to his hypnotic voice.

❝ There is truly nothing to fear. You will barely feel a thing. ❞