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Clements Genetics and Pharmaceuticals is one of the worlds largest genetic research corporations, along with a large pharmaceutical division. However, behind the public front of researching cures to major genetic diseases, lies something more sinister: human research. Research in attempts of splicing human DNA with that of animals, attempting to boost human sensory capabilities to be comparable to some of the greatest predators in nature. And others are attempting to imbue humans with super strength and psychic abilities. Some researchers have misgivings about the ethics of what they are doing, but admit that their research could aid the human race greatly if successful, and have to balance that knowledge with what amounts to slavery of the 'volunteers'. They hope that the day they make the major breakthrough comes and they can finally stop the torture of the volunteers. As for the volunteers, they hope that day comes very soon.

Profiles

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Position: (Put researcher or 'volunteer' here)
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Researchers
Username: Zaydin
Name: John Sutton
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Position: Lead Researcher
Appearance: John Sutton
Bio: John Sutton is the head researcher for Clements Genetics Research division, and has been for several years now. Sutton was hired after he published a paper on the possibilities one could unlock with genetic research; the potential to cure genetic diseases, or enhance a humans own physical potential. However, now that he's been having the opportunity to reach those possibilities, he's started questioning if the possibilities are worth it.
Other: Genuinely cares for the well being of the 'volunteers'.

Username: Hitokiri_Shingetsu
Name: Evee Rose
Age: 30
Gender: female
Position: Researcher
Appearance: Dr. Rose
Bio: Doctor Evee Rose has been a member of Clements Genetics and Pharmaceuticals for quite some time now. None who work there currently can remember a time when the clicking of her heels did not echo through the halls. Her level-headed manner and cool confidence has won her respect from nearly all of her co workers. She specializes in pharmaceuticals and has developed countless drugs. Anything from strong pain medication to a pill that can surpress memories.
Other: It is unknown if she truly cares for any of the 'volunteers'. Her personal life is quite the mystery. Many in the facility speculate about it. Failed marriages, aborted children, emotional wreck. But, as no one has the guts to ask her straight out, nothing has yet been confirmed.

Username: sabrina100
Name: Sherry “Dr. Sherry” Colby
Age: 30
Gender: female
Position: researcher
Appearance: Dr.Sherry
Bio: Not much is known about Dr. Sherry, but rumours do fly around. Apparently she was brought into Clements Genetics and Pharmaceuticals by the government. Some say she came from Area 51, others say its a part of the government called the DMS, but no one really knows other than Dr. Sherry. Though it is known that she went through school fairly quickly, graduating high school at the age of 14 and going into collage at the age of 15. She graduated collage and moved onto University only to be snapped up two years in by the government. That’s when her record is essentially whipped clean. She seems to be a bit reclusive, but she will flirt when it suits her and she seems to think of each of the ‘volunteers’ that she trees as her children....something is defiantly odd about her.
Other: she specializes in DNA re-sequencing and splicing, though she also seems to know a little bit of everything if you ask her. She isn’t argumentative with her superiors and typically doesn’t go past strapping down a volunteer.

'Volunteers'

Username: sabrina100
Name: Vaughn Maxwell Barrette
Age: 28
Gender: male
Position: ' volunteer '
Appearance: Vaughn Barrette
Bio: Vaughn is the son of a director within the CIA, since he was a small child his father has planned for him to be the top agent within the CIA agency. He needed to have high marks in language, physical education, computer technologies and even art. He kept his grades in the high 70’s and 80’s while in high school and eventually went into college and University. While he was in University he went through the CIA academy and passed with flying colours, but it still wasn’t enough for his father. That was when Vaughn was ‘volunteered’ by his father for testing essentially as a super soldier at Clements Genetics and Pharmaceuticals.
Experiment type: Genetic enhancement
Other: Studied martial arts since he was five years old (ranging from karate to Jujitsu to Akido), is an fair marksmen with a rifle or a hand pistol. He has a slight bit of a temper, but is generally known as a nice guy.

Username: Arachna Blackrose
Name: Jocelyn Grieves
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Position: Volunteer
Appearance: Jocelyn Note: She doesn't really have a gun >.>;;
Bio: Jocelyn has been a 'volunteer' for quite some time now, having agreed to be experimented on because she needed money. However, she never got any, instead being forced to remain at the facility for more extensive observation than she had bargained for. She adjusted quickly, as she hadn't been too fond of her life beforehand anyway, even if life at the lab isn't exactly a walk in the park. She tries to make the best of it all the same. For example: She often figures it could be worse.. like.. she could be dead, right? Besides all that.. she really, really likes her tail.
Experiment type: Skunk
Other: While she can use a skunk's trademark line of defense, she rarely, if ever, resorts to it unless she has to. As a matter of fact, she tries her best to not smell like it, finding she hates the smell as well. And she's friendly to most of the researchers.. well, depending on how she's treated.

Username: Halokat
Name: Alice Hamilton
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Position: 'Volunteer'
Appearance: Before
After
Bio: Alice hasn't been an experiment for long. She was urged by an aquantince to volunteer for the experiment, because she was able to cope with change. Before the experiment, she was a talkative, friendly young women. She had gotten settled into a librarian job and was starting to date. After the experiment, she has become reserved, and shy. She wasn't expecting for this experiment to change her life so dramatically.
Experimental Type: Lizard/Dragon
Other: Because her scales are so rough, and sharp, Alice cannot wear clothes. She doesn't necissarily need clothes, because her scales cover everything, but she doesn't feel comfortable without them.

Username: Dea and #Teddy#
Name: Samantha Willows
Age: 21
Gender: female
Position: 'volunteer'
Appearance: (except blue eyes)
Bio: Samantha had a typical childhood, with a loving family who always wanted the best for her. She went through her academic career with straight A's and was valedictorian when she graduated from high school. She was working on getting her degree in Liberal studies, when she was kidnapped.
Experiment type: DNA modifications (possibly others)
Other:Nothing I can think of at the moment.

click, click, click....tap.
The green-eyed woman paused from her walk down the hallway. The heels of her shoes taking a break from making their all to famliliar sound. She examined the name plate that hung next to the door she stood in front of. According to what it said, this was the right office.
Quickly she brought up her clipboard and scribbled something with a slim black pen.
Sign crooked. Tell maintenance.
Putting her trusty pen inside her coat pocket, she reached her free hand to the door. She knocked three times and waited.
It suddely stuck her as strange that she had never directly spoken with Dr. John Sutton. She had been working under him for a while now. Then again, his work was in genetics. Her endevors were mostly pharmaceutical.

Hearing his voice, she opened the door and walked inside the office. She shut the door behind her and said, "Hello, Dr. Sutton."
Before saying anything else, the woman's eyes glanced toward the computer screen. She had seen a flash of what she assumed could only be important data. But the flicker had been to short for her to have picked up anything. Her eyes continued to glance about. Noticing everything from the number of pens scattered on his desk to the fine layer of dust accumulating on the tops of the shelves.
It took her less than a minute to memorize the layout of the office. Blinking a few times, she alined her vision to look upon the only other person in the room.
She gave him a cool smile. "My name is Evee Rose. One of the heads of pharmaceuticals. I emailed you earlier about my visit." Nearing his desk, she lifted her clipboard and took out her pen. "There are a few documents that require your attention. All of them involving a new drug that we have recently developed. Poliveen, formula 11. We worked all the bugs out. Even made it cherry flavored. I gave you all the details in my email. I need you to sign here...," Evee pointed with her pen, "...here, and...here, please."

She blinked curiously at him. Had she not specified the drugs purpose in her email? She was almost certain she had. How unprofessional of her. In a swift motion she brought the clipboard back to her and etched something onto one of the may sticky notes that layered the back of the board.
After a very soft mutter to herself Evee pushed her glasses back into place, looking a bit irritated.
"Forgive my lack of specification, sir. Poliveen, formula 11, is meant for relief of digestion abnormalities. As such are often reported after the first phases of testing, you asked us to create a solution some time ago. I apologize for having only recently developed the proper compound. But we had some...difficulties. The first 10 mixtures had too harsh of symptoms for my liking. But formula 11 has shown only minor symptoms. Such as constipation and sore throat. Nothing to worry about."

Her eyes narrowed slightly. But it was unclear if she was pleased or annoyed. "You do not know me, sir. And for that I accept your doubt. But I do not back any pharmaceutical, or any treatment for that matter, without the upmost caution. I do not cut corners. Nor do I degrade my work or words by lying."
The words left her with confidence and devoid of any hesitation. This was the sort of woman who got things done. And done right. This was how she had earned the reputation of being the "Cool Beauty" of Clements. Her work was highly regarded as some of best in her field.
Though she hated bragging, she was not afraid to state the facts.

"Alright" John said, finishing signing the papers. "If I learn otherwise, though, you were given fair warning" John added, handing the clipboard back over toe Evee. "Now you can get back to what you were doing"

Groaning quietly, Jocelyn shifted slightly in her curled up position in bed, looking like nothing more than a large lump in the middle of the bed, since she was completely covered by the blankets. Eyes slowly opening, she reluctantly stretched out, pulling the blankets from over her head, white hair displaying a somewhat erratic case of bed head. 'Mmm... time to get up already..?' She wondered silently, rolling onto her other side to look at the small clock display on the opposite wall. She didn't even read it before deciding it was too early to be up.

Still.. her body had decided it was awake, and she had no choice but to follow suit, no matter how hard she tried not to. "Damn it.." She muttered, finally sitting up, arms stretching as another groan escaped her. At this point, her large fluff of a tail was lazily swaying behind her, seemingly agreeing with the rest of her body that it was time to get up.

After quickly working to fix her bedhead, she rose from the bed to step across the small room, where the television sat. Now, normally she would just watch something, but she was in the mood for a bit of company. The easiest way to do that? Either get hurt, or need something fixed. Grabbing the power cord, she fiddled with it a bit, so it was just enough out of the plug not to work. Hopefully no one watching the cameras would notice and make note of it for later. Smirking, she moved to the door, tapping a little button meant for when assistance was needed, for whatever the problem might be. It wasn't much of a problem, but a few minutes of company was better than nothing at all.