Tyl Regor from Warframe

DD | He likes to be rough but also he enjoys the occasional live dissection.

IM-

Take the genes.

Do the science.

Cure the Tubemen.

It was something that repeated within his mind over, and over, and over again.

Take the genes, do the science, cure the Tubemen.

The cold, metallic sound of Regor's steps echoed through the tunnel as the large, white painted metal doors slid open with a hiss, the heavy locks releasing and allowing the mad doctor into his laboratory. At least, one of many. Uranus was a very large, large planet after all. His long, powerful legs took him forwards into the massive room where large tanks of glowing green biowaste covered the walls, illuminating odd angles and tubes that spider webbed throughout, dark shadows shifting and moving like ghosts. Ghosts that sat deep at the bottom of the crushing sea.

Long, durable steel prosthetic blades tapped with his stride as he approached a collection of terminals that seemed to crown the room, alongside the massive surgical table that lingered in the center of the lab. His hand reached out, his oversized, robotic hand flicking out a dark finger to press into an old button, the lab's dark bulbs bursting into sterile light, killing the lingering shadows that loomed around his hulking, azure form. Glowing orange eyes surveyed flicking screens as data flashed across them, all brought to life with a single flick of a finger.

As his hands moved to hover above the keys, he soon froze as he picked up on a distant sound, something he couldn't mistake. Tyl was fast to turn, his fist curling as he caught sight of the door to his lab closing again, a sudden feeling of rage starting to boil within him... Yet as he stood to his full height, the augmented scientist couldn't help but notice something else growing as well- Excitement.

"*My my...* Do I smell a thieving rodent rodent in my lair?..." His deep voice boomed out, cold yet calculated as he thought over the idea of having an intruder, a possible test subject. Tyl pulled away from the humming terminal, abandoning it as his glowing, unblinking eyes scanned across the lab as he soon reached back, his bulky fingers tracing keys with almost care before pressing another button, the doors of the lab locking with a heavy clang and hiss, preventing anyone from leaving.

"Scurrying, sneaky lizards aren't welcome here. Who's sniffing around my lair?... Can't have any peace and quiet these days, can I?"