#(starter call)

⠀{ ★ School has ended , and yet the gym lights were still on as they were occupied by a certain student — Fredric . Who seemed very into absolutely beating up the practice mannequin , one more hit and that thing's head could go flying across the room . }

⠀{ ★ It may seem strange to [ READER ] why he'd be so focused on something like this , but to him , this is free therapy — and the only therapy he could ever afford .

He wouldn't dare to hurt [ READER ] , stranger or not , but it'd be wise if they kept a distance until he steps away }

⠀⠀⠀; “ [ HEAVY HUFFING ] ”

Some tags to get started ! No one is forced to interact ^_^

The walls of the Poles' cave had heard many horrors. The laments of the subjects he experimented on were embedded in the icy rocks and walls echoing with pain. The moans, cries, and words uttered under his breath belonged not to the doctor's victims, but to himself. The longing for his adopted child tore him apart, and although much time had passed since the incident, grief never left the heart of the ruthless scientist. Amidst the hum of the laboratory machinery, the truth could be discerned. Multi burned from within. Caught in the frenzy of continuing his brutal plan, his senses reached a peak. The creation of a nuclear bomb now took on a true flavor. The hatred filling his soul had a resonant, if humorous, name: Nacho. The doctor needed nothing more. Mortal trust, once so coveted, now seemed an unnecessary luxury, without which the life he'd lived despite all whispers tasted better. It tasted like ambitious victory. And then came the moment of collapse.

The security system began to malfunction, piercing the silence of the cave with a cruel thud and a mechanical, repetitive clatter. The lights in his office changed from white to crimson. Multi's normally blue eyes flashed a toxic emerald green. In one swift and powerful movement, he pushed his swivel chair away from his desk to check the security feed. Amidst the unmistakable white noise, he saw a face he'd never expected to see. Never again. "Katie." he muttered under his breath in bitter dissatisfaction, then slammed his closed fist against the red button with all his might. The alarm stopped. And with it, a migraine began. He knew perfectly well how difficult it would be to talk to someone who had caused him to lose his child. His footsteps were firm and decisive. The clatter of dark, heavy boots echoed through the corridors built for the laboratory, and indeed the reactor, as, with a straight face, he found himself standing before the massive doors leading to the decontamination area. One corridor separated him from the worst disappointment of his entire life. He opened the door without hesitation. The sprinkler washed his gray face of all unwanted complication as the man's eyes flashed dangerously again. And then… Then he found himself face to face with Katie. "I never thought you'd show down here again."

"Am I making you feel sick?" * @drsboss

[refer to pinned post to see list of known fandoms muse plays with]

She'd been trying to understand everything. Why she was- well, pushed from Heaven. Was it foul play? Something else? Jealousy?? It must have been several thousand years from the time she was pushed to when she hit earth...

"Ow!" She bit back a hiss as she accidentally brushed her wing up against a hot car hood, struggling to adapt to the cities surroundings.

--no pressure tags, merely wanting to get her to know some people--