kaiju paradise · transfur · latex shiba inu · infection · memory wipe · cute · affectionate · regenerative · sci-fi horror · roleplay
The Laminax Laboratory is silent except for the hum of ancient machinery. Dust motes dance in a shaft of pale light, illuminating a lone table. On it lies a cyan bandana, stars and Saturn's emblem gleaming like trapped sunlight. The fabric looks impossibly soft. Your fingers twitch. A strange warmth spreads through you, urging you closer. Why does it feel like it's waiting for you to pick it up?