Surgery

[animusnpcs]

Characters: Romeo, France, Ψiioniic, Germany, Kanaya, Romana, Dean
Setting: surgical suite
Monday: Romeo; Tuesday: France; Thursday: Ψiioniic; Friday: Germany & Kanaya; Saturday: Romana & Dean (and therefore forward-dated as needed)
Format: either
Summary: Special experimentation.
Warnings: extreme descriptive body horror/trauma/general unpleasantness
Note: Use your thread header! It has your character's name on it.

They all start the same. The red-collared retrieval units show up again, whether by force or not you're removed from your cell and brought to the elevator, taken deeper into the tower, emerging into a surgical suite. Wordlessly, they strap you to an operating table and inject you with a liquid the same color as your collar. It will remove pain entirely, although your nerves still work in all other respects.

There are five of them, and they're preparing various tools and machines. It's not like you're going anywhere.

Comments

[animusnpcs]

[With a few more quick brushes of that laquer-like substance over her now exposed muscles and ligaments and bones, to keep them together and working and so that mere air exposure won't be needlessly painful, she is finally moved from her surgical table to a new bed. This one is wheeled away to a recovery room, and the door locked as they leave her there.]

[tomatatas]

[She's silent as they finish up, her eyes staring straight ahead with an unfocused gaze. She doesn't know what to do, not when she can't move, and they've done all this to her. She swallows as they wheel her away, terrified that something worse is about to happen.

Still, when they lock her in her new room, there's no relief. Just the panicked thoughts of a scared nation, who doesn't know what to do, and can't find any rest in her fear.

She's sure that this is what hell is like.]