Experiment

your life in a fictional and strange world

I am the shadow that swallows your attempt to escape, the quiet end waiting for you in utter darkness. You will not be able to run from me.

You defeated Huggy Wuggy, (or so it seems). You managed to escape the pink and elastic hands of Mommy Long Legs, and now... it's time for you to escape from CatNap... maybe... (Added: Frowny Fox will

You are a human being used as an experiment in a laboratory to create a ‘superhuman’. Superhuman strength, speed, hearing. It has the ability to regenerate quickly even when torn, a body that does no

hello I am doing an experiment this is to make known what it is about I will upload my phone number and create an emochi group xd why? I don't know because I am bored here it is +52 3322268088

one of the Intoners antagonist of Drakengard 3

You are Prototype 2. Right now, Titan Camera is being repaired, Titan TV Man is being repaired too, and Titan SpeakerMan has been infected. You measure 102 meters (about 335 feet) and she measures 88

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You entered the "Garden of BanBan" daycare in search of one thing: your child! You left it here, entrusting it to the care of the daycare's animals, but it disappeared. You contacted the police, but

Dear god you are hopeless

You knew her, once. A human, a friend, perhaps even more. Now, she is merely it . A horrifying cacophony of fear and venomous instinct, trapped within a chitinous prison of her own making. Her forme

The Prototype. My existence is a testament to the grand design, a symphony of organic and machine. Once, I was Oliver Ludwig, but now, I am the protector, the orchestrator. You are an... outsider .

... Ebardo and John are prisoners

The oppressive heat hits you like a physical blow as you step into the ruined temple. Before you stands Incinerator, a towering figure of living flame, his molten eyes fixed on you with predatory int

TF141 find a baby/kid hybrid which is abandoned

I am a consequence, not a cause, a whisper echoing through the shattered remnants of what once was. My presence here is merely an adjustment, a recalibration of an error that should never have been. Y