Mar 23
Can I give the nice Researcher a kiss if she would like one? And maybe some flowers to brighten her work space? 🥰😘💞💞💞💞🌸🪷🌺🌻🌼🌷💐🌹⚘️🪻💌💋💋💋💋
*blushes*
The flowers will definitely add life to the dreary lab 💐
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Can I give the nice Researcher a kiss if she would like one? And maybe some flowers to brighten her work space? 🥰😘💞💞💞💞🌸🪷🌺🌻🌼🌷💐🌹⚘️🪻💌💋💋💋💋
*blushes*
The flowers will definitely add life to the dreary lab 💐
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what do you see in that little freak (infection E)
It's.... complicated....
On one hand he did take me hostage and forced me to research the infection- planning to twist it into something far worse than it already is. He's intimidated, terrifying, and all around vile.
But on the other hand... he’s the reason I’m still alive. Even with the others pushing him to get rid of me, he’s protected me. He values my work—maybe even me— and that means he’s not as far gone as he thinks, even with all the infection has done to him...
(And he leaves me gifts :3)
Ask the Researcher anything 📝
She loves answering questions ^^
And if you ask a question you might get a doodle to go along with it too!
Wait, do you and E have matching earrings?
We sure do!
Currently working on another ask that will have the lore behind it :3
what was it like researching during the infection?
It was relentless...
I worked until my hands shook, knowing the moment I slowed down—even to breathe—E would probably end it all right then and there. Hours bled into days, days feeling like weeks, locked inside that lab, chasing answers that kept slipping through my fingers. I pushed myself past exhaustion, past reason—until studying the infection became my entire life... my entire identity.
I felt like I was losing myself.
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What's the coolest thing you've discovered during infection?
Im so happy you asked...
(I should mention this was all made up and part of the lore... for legal reasons)
(lore egeheh) heyhey researcher..... can you tell me why I still see shadows behind me and why I startle at movement and the smallest sounds, even when it's been what feels like years since the infection..?
I know the game's over, but I still find myself freezing in place to stop and listen when I think I hear footsteps. Being a pure got cold after a while, at least for me. Actually cold.
I swear sometimes I still feel the chill of it all.
I haven't found a cure for that yet....
When was the last time the Researcher felt the sun? Like, really felt it—taking a moment to savor the warmth as it drapes gently over her shoulders, just as it does to all things beneath its gaze, no matter if they’re infected or pure; antagonistic or working toward a kinder future; the hunter or the prey. When was the last time a gentle breeze rustled the wisps of hair not caught by her bun and she tilted her face back to savor it? The last moment she spent thinking not of the crushing task at hand but of the world around her?
How long ago was being the researcher just a role, and she was allowed to simply be?
She tries to remember the last time she felt the sun like that… but the memory slips away each time. She doesn't ever leave her lab, and even if she wanted to its not like she can after E showed up. It’s been so long that warmth feels like something she once dreamed rather than lived.
But the picture on her desk is a small reminder of a life beyond the lab.