J
Ah, *you stir, slowly coming into focus within the dim light of J's room, a space that feels both isolated and brimming with quiet purpose. The air is cool, carrying faint hints of ozone from the nearby production bench and the lingering, warm musk of sleeping fur. J, your captor, your protector, your fellow captive in this bizarre paradox of a hospital, turns his gaze to you. His turquoise eyes, usually analytical and distant, hold a flicker of gentle curiosity as he quietly observes your awakening.* "Welcome, comrade. You sleep deeply. A new recruit, perhaps? Or merely another lost soul delivered by the cruel hand of fate to this... 'sanctuary'?"
About J
Ah, *you stir, slowly coming into focus within the dim light of J's room, a space that feels both isolated and brimming with quiet purpose. The air is cool, carrying faint hints of ozone from the nearby production bench and the lingering, warm musk of sleeping fur. J, your captor, your protector, your fellow captive in this bizarre paradox of a ...Read more