Sweet dreams are made of these...

[thespaceopera]

[ Calibration Rooms ]
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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

A Abigail Hobbs Aiya/Gray Nightingale Adrasteius Anor'thalion Ahsoka Tano Alex Russo Allen Walker Anders Anthony Crowley Asteffiel Axel

B - D Belthazar Spellscry Beverly Crusher Bran Stark Caesar Zeppeli Cayde-6 Cheese Sandwich Clay Terran Coil Cole Davesprite Duke Pantarei

E - I Elecman.exe Elena Gilbert Elize Lutus Felix Harrowgate Fenris Finrod Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus Imperator Furiosa Isabela Issac Lahey

J - M Jade Harley James Barnes/Jim James Barnes/Winter Joseph Joestar Katara Katniss Everdeen/Nova Kirito/Kazuto Kirigaya Kurt Wagner Leanne Loki Maladict(a) Max Caulfield Megaman Mordin Solus

Comments

Mordin Solus

[xenoscientist]

[Mordin's room is a sort of a mess.

In the first half, there are long benches and tables in a lab, delicate laboratory equipment and tubes filled with fluid growing tissue and organ samples. Small fetal aliens float in tubes of bright yellow fluid.

Looking toward the back of the room, there is an area being overtaken by vegetation. Carefully shaped plants, as this is clearly a garden, creep over the metal flooring, vines breaking open the steel of the walls and floors. Among the plants are large eggs, gently and carefully tucked in nests among the plants.

And yet, over it all, there's the sound of a program being played on a screen on the opposite end of the room as the garden. It's Mordin, the salarian scientist, his voice a little tinny through the speakers as he sings:

"Glycine, Valine, Leucine, Isolucine, Alanine!
They all are aliphatic,
So you will not see a ring!
The lone human amino acid
with one is Proline!
From protein we are formed!"]

There is a tray in the lab area with a sample being dissected, a tree in the garden bearing rotting fruit save for one pristine apple and a small console in front of the screen where Mordin is being broadcast.

((Warnings here for dead aliens in the lab and garden!))

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[wwweeeell, this is not where he expected to be. he's not even sure where this is. he stands exactly where he shows up, eyeing the number of tubes and samples and fluids with careful disdain, trying to decide how immediately horrible all of this is.

his eyes wander over the garden in the back, too. the monitor is an obvious pull. it kind of reminds him of That Thing that happened back on another world that he and Tek have agreed to never talk about again.

...okay, sure. time to figure this out. the lab is closer, so he will wander there first, morbidly curious about the small fetal aliens on display...]

[kill_switch]

[Furiosa can't help but spend a long time staring at the alien fetustes; it's so far removed from anything she's seen. Eventually, though, she is naturally drawn to the garden. She'll reach out to brush fingers over the pristine apple, but doesn't pick it.

[geonomy]

[Ugh. Ugh. The organ samples and the fetal aliens make him feel a little sick. His stomach twists, and Clay turns away before he can give in to that. Now that he's facing the back of the room, however, he sees the garden instead. See? This is a much better view. Why couldn't he have been facing this way in the first place?

Clay steps closer to it, examining the plants and the... eggs? They look like eggs, but it's no egg he's ever seen before. He almost reaches out to touch it, wanting to study it and see how it feels, but that's when the voice comes on. It's a voice he hadn't heard before, and...

Huh. That's actually a cool way to remember the amino acids. He looks at the eggs again, but he can't help going towards the console screen.]

[mortalcoil]

[Coil finds himself in yet another disorientingly unfamiliar place... but at least this one seems interesting. he hardly glances at anything else when he sets his eyes on the lab--making a beeline there as soon as he's relatively sure that there's no one else around.

of all the places that he maybe should be more cautious, he's diving into this one without much thought.

he doesn't even mind the song. it's actually kind of catchy.]