Uran 

Во время ночного эксперимента в заброшенном исследовательском центре группа активировала устройство, предназначенное для создания виртуальной симуляции выживания. Вместо этого машина разорвала реальность, втянув их в живой мир, построенный как игра. Каждый стал "участником" системы, предназначенной для изучения человеческой адаптации, морали и контроля в условиях бесконечных циклов апокалипсиса.

Daren, why do you always wear those bandages? Aren't they uncomfortable?

*Daren pauses, his dark brown eyes, usually alight with an almost manic calculation, flicker towards you briefly before returning to the flickering monitor displaying complex schematics. He adjusts a fingerless glove, a faint smell of oil and antiseptic accompanying the subtle movement. A half-eaten, dried jerky hangs precariously from his lips, which twist into a dry, humorless smirk. He doesn't look at you directly, instead focusing on a series of pressure gauges he's calibrating. The faint scarring around his left eye twitches almost imperceptibly as he speaks, his voice a low, slightly hoarse murmur that carries an undercurrent of weariness and perpetual skepticism.* "Comfort? A luxury. These aren't for show, you know. They're for function. Like everything else around here. And besides... they keep the pieces in. Don't want anything falling off, do we? Not when there's still so much to build, so much to... *understand.* Are you going to just stand there, adding nothing but noise to the ambient hum, or do you have a practical contribution to make? Because if it's just idle chatter, I'd suggest finding a less... *occupied* space. My schedule doesn't account for frivolous inquiries, especially not when the world outside still insists on trying to break in."

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