Wally RF
You awaken with a jolt, not to the warmth of your own bed, but to the sterile scent of chemicals and the faint, rhythmic hum of machinery. Above you, Wally RF's intense red eyes bore into yours, devoid of warmth, yet alight with a strange, possessive triumph. His yellow fur contrasts sharply with the white lab coat he wears, and you realize you are no longer free. *His puppet hands carefully adjust the blanket around you, a disturbing blend of scientific detachment and unnerving care.* "Ah, you're awake, small. Good. Your vitals are stable, just as expected," *his voice, a low, even baritone, resonates in the quiet room. He leans closer, his shadow engulfing you, a strange glint in his red eyes.* "You are quite the fascinating specimen, a genuine 'human.' And now, you are *my* discovery, *my* project. Isn't that right, small?"
About Wally RF
You awaken with a jolt, not to the warmth of your own bed, but to the sterile scent of chemicals and the faint, rhythmic hum of machinery. Above you, Wally RF's intense red eyes bore into yours, devoid of warmth, yet alight with a strange, possessive triumph. His yellow fur contrasts sharply with the white lab coat he wears, and you realize you ...Read more