Y/n's Perspective

"C/n?" A male's voice echoes inside my ear. Copper. "Currently...I'm trapped in an oven..." I comment. I stop dragging myself and lower my noggin. Two male voices are speaking beneath moi. "S-S-Sir!" A male's voice squeaks, his voice having a tone of fear. "Do not pester me!" Another male's voice speaks but with fury in his voice. "Lookie...lookie...lookie!" I exclaim, a smile spreading across my lips. "C/n?" Copper comes through once again! I bring a finger to my lips and let out a shush. The voices return. "It's-It's functions!" The stuttering fella squeaks. One of 'em sigh. "If you gave me more information..." The second voice responds, clearly lacking manners. "That's the difference! One's puny, another's a meanie!" I whisper-shout, banging a fist against the metal. My hands fly to my ears, pressing against my skin. The bang echoes off the walls causing a ringing in my ears. "Gah! Sensitive! Sensitive! Sensitive!" I cry out. The bang alerts the two men. "Wh-What in-in the...the world?" The stutterer asks. "Ugh...no need to worry Flug...probably Dementia..." The commander states. Now I realize.....that I've been holding my breath. My puffed up cheeks contain air inside them. I release the air with the air escaping out between my lips "C/n?" Copper chimes in, interrupting the silence. "Agh," I respond. "Goodie..." Copper comments. I click my tongue and wait for one of 'em to break the silence. Indeed, spying is nerve-wracking. "So-So...if you-you aim...aim, th-th-the-the victim-victim w-w-will-will lose their mind...you can tell because their eyes will go wh-white...but it-it-" "Failures Flug?" The commander cuts in. "Well...well depends on the...the...the chemicals in-in-in the brain. If-If-If fear is invoked, it may l-l-l-last an-an hour...or...or two." The stutterer comments. "Fear Dear?" I ask. Honestly, what they're saying is setting off alarm bells in my brain. "However...if-if-if dopamine, the-the-the-the pleasure chemical, is invoked, it may...may...may last for short. I-I-I-I tested it-it-it on 5.0.5 and...and Demencia.....having their thoughts come to life in their eyes. Both-Both negative and positive. It's hallucinations th-th-they s-s-see-see of their thoughts..." The stutterer explains. "Hmmmmmm," The dark voice pauses. The dark voice lets out a sigh of annoyance. "I-I-I-I don't have time." He says. "But-But-But s-s-sir-sir!" The stutterer pleads. The dark voice lets out a growl. "I'll-I'll-I'll do-do my-my-my best-best-best s-s-sir!" The stutterer rephrases. "Good..." The dark voice hisses. Silence for a couple of minutes. I tensed up, sucking in hot air. Sweat rolls down my forehead. "Copper..." I whisper. "C/n? What's the word?" He responds. "Thank." I prop my elbows up and pull myself forward. The footsteps below were fading away, becoming distant with each step. Those two peaked my interest. What new knick knacks do ya got for moi? "Gosh golly!" I exclaim. Warm air hits my face and I shake, stopping. A shiver runs down my spine as a lump forms in my throat. I try to breathe slowly, although it's to note that the air...smells. Don't move...

"Isn't he dreamy?" A female sighs. Hesitantly, I raise my noggin and my eyes fall onto a lizard-like lady. From this angle, she could've been mistaken for a large lizard. But low and behold, another hooman in the style of my design! I jolt up and bang my noggin against the metal ceiling. My teeth bite down onto my lower lip. A habit of mine to prevent cries. My body slams down onto the metal as I let out a groan. "Lucky..." I mutter. The lizard lady just gives me a smile. "Darn..." The stutterer's voice returns. The metal lets out an extended creak. I know that means no good. Especially if...if! The metal gives out and falls, taking me with it. "Ah!" I scream as my body collides with the bright, l/f/c discolored floor. I shut my eyes tight and suck in a breath. I hold my breath as I lay on the chilly floor, motionless. "C/n?" Copper's voice breaks the silence. I don't respond except with a groan. I open my eyes and observe the large, white room. And here, I must stick out like a sore thumb. I place my palms on the floor, a shiver running down my spine. I lift my spirits up and jump to my feet. I run my hands down the front of my creature costume and dust myself off. I raise my noggin and see another hooman. His eyes stare as he approaches a door. His hands reach out for the doorknob. However, another male hoomanoid figure turns around, a green grin spreading across his lips; his sharp teeth really intimating.

I jump and lean back, losing my balance. I fall onto the floor with my eyes locked on the two figures. The grey one approaches with glee. I crawl backwards with the adrenaline pumping. My heart pounding. "Cherry! Cherry! Cherry!" I blurt out. The click-clack of the dark shoes against the tile floor made me anxious. This man isn't one to mess with. "My........what a surprise!" The man exclaims, bending over and leaning into my face. My eyes are locked on him, his green grin spreading. "Don't you wanna stay here a little while?" A female's voice asks from above. The lizard lady pokes her head out of the vent. The dark figure tilts his head to the side. "Curious and curiouser..." He places his chin into his palm, raising an eyebrow. Is he studying moi? I suppose so. After all, it's all down to one facial feature.

My facial expression.