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Thinking about it that probably makes the most sense...
Even if we were to give Lazulite and Ceres protective gear instead we would always have to be careful around Illunis when meeting other characters or encountering wildlife of any kind.
By putting Illunis himself into a bubble we can leave all options open while his powers still pose a reasonable threat to everyone and anything.

I'm not sure if the space suit aesthetic fits with Bleus idea of the game, but if they're not against it I don't see a problem...
Alternatively we could think of giving the protective gear a less sci-fi-ish look while effectively having the same function.

I see... well that sounds like a pretty solid idea for protective gear.
I'm sure something like that should be okay :3

Oh, such a ritual would be really beneficial for the organization as well!
Maybe we can snatch some research notes on our way out with early development results of such a ritual... then we could try to replicate it on our own?
It cold be as easy as "they already figured it out and it's easy to follow the instructions"
or as hard as "they only started to explore this thought so we need to succeed in something the scientists themselves didn't fully accomplish yet while lacking proper equipment and understanding and with any failed attempt promising dire side effects"... Many interesting options :3

*yawn

Happy new year to all of you~

Hello Everyone! If you are still accepting characters I would love to play a Lab Assistant, if possible! [b]Your @ username[/b] : @PumpkinBooRu [b]Your Pronouns (optional) [/b]: She/Her [b]Your time zone (optional)[/b] : Central Standard Time [b]Your age range (optional and for roleplay limitation purposes only) : [/b]Over 21! [b]Anything we should be aware about you? Let us know! :[/b] Available Mon-Fri , Will be Unavailable on the Weekends [img]https://i.imgur.com/HiY9ym0.png[/img] https://picrew.me/image_maker/114808/complete?cd=rGQRypQAYu [b]Character:[/b] Charlotte Blanche [i](An Obvious Alias) [/i] [b]Character's origins/background (keep it relatively short):[/b] [i](IM SO SORRY I TRIED TO KEEP IT SHORT GOT A LITTLE CARRIED AWAY LOL)[/i] There is only one thing Charlotte has been extraordinarily good at; doing what she was told. A quiet, obedient child, Charlotte often went overlooked in her family of ten and was not declared missing until two weeks after her disappearance from her Middle School Science Fair, where she humbly placed third. Since the age of 13 Charlotte was given a new name and has spent her life in the mysterious underground facility she now calls home. Always of a pragmatic and logical mind, as a child she saw no point in arguing or attempting to fight back or question her captors. These were things she reasoned would only bring her harm and that just wouldn't due. She hardly knows the name of the facility or the organization that has held her captive for just over a decade, nor does she care to, nor has she ever asked. Quiet, meticulous, obedient. All traits her superiors find quite fetching in a Lab Assistant. If you were to ask Charlotte she would say she finds her new accommodations quite lovely. She has her own room, an upgrade from the tiny room she had to share with her three other sisters, and her own bathroom; once more another upgrade compared to the designated five other children of which she had to share. She still distinctly remembers times when she was younger and wet herself standing in line for the commode. She always wondered if her parents would ever punish her for such actions, but then they would have to acknowledge her existence first. Besides, she always had herself quickly cleaned up as soon as she was able. She went to sleep at night in her mandated room with her nameplate crisp and shining outside the door at peace with the knowledge such uncomfortable things were behind her. Because that’s what the facility provided. Comfort. Three meals were promised every single day and she never once had to wonder or question if they would have enough food to make it through the week. Never once had to eat the minty toothpaste in her bathroom in an attempt to appease the rumbling in her stomach, as she had done many times before her life with the organization. Not to mention; the meals that were provided? Where not only quite filling but rather scrumptious too. Charlotte had always had a natural ability towards science. She was no protégé, but the Facility didn’t need a room full of generational geniuses. They merely needed people with a base level talent and willingness to learn. It wasn’t too long before her love of biology grew into a passion for genetics, specifically gene splicing. An ability that the Organization acknowledged and complimented her on. An acknowledgement that she had never experienced before. Praise. Acceptance. Things she never knew she needed. Meaningless things that now meant the world to her. True some of the experiments they asked her to perform were. . . controversial to say the least. She took no joy from the amalgamations she created or the pain the poor creatures suffered. But to hear someone call her name. To feel the touch of a hand on her shoulder, or the warmth of another when they would shake hands in a congratulatory manner. . . . . . priceless. The older she has gotten the more numb she has become to the consequences of her work. However; lately . . . things have been different. The experiments in her red file folder have become more. . . needlessly cruel. Her most recent experiment she performed to perfection; providing the exact outcome the Organization demanded; only instead of going about it specifically as they requested, she performed the task with as little pain as possible to the subject. It was the first time the facility ever reprimanded her. Something changed within her at that point. Questions she never cared to asked, suddenly overwhelmed her mind. Why. What was the point to all this. It was the first question she ever asked and so her superiors saw fit to answer her as a reward for her years of faithful service with the good faith it would inspire her to follow her instructions to the letter moving forward. To destroy the world. Charlotte has quietly contemplated this answer. An answer that has only spawned in her mind more questions that she will surely this time go unanswered . . . [i] . . . unless . . . [/i] [b]Role you 'd like :[/b] Lab Assistant [b]Character's gender/pronouns :[/b] She / Her [b]Character's age : [/b]27 [b]Character's powers/abilities/skills/talents : [/b] I didn't know the threshold of fantasy VS reality within this RP; that being said if any of the following do not fit with the story, please let me know and I can adjust! [u][b]MAD SCIENCE[/b][/u] : Charlotte has never thought much of her ability, but she is rather extraordinary when it comes to biology, genetics, gene splicing, and engineering. o Her most recent mutations and monstrous creations have a Pheromonal Lock designed secretly within them. This is coded to her specific pheromones and prevents them from harming her in any way. In addition, upon speaking a codeword her newest creations will become blindly obedient to her command. None of her previous creations have this Pheromonal Lock or Codeword; only a very few of her most recent creations. o She has been known to carry around seeds in the pockets of her lab coat. Seeds she never carried before. Seeds that when exposed to her saliva grow at an alarming rate. 1. Entanglement : Sticky, sap covered purple vines that can quickly fill a room or a hallway and prevent movement, gluing themselves to whatever and whomever they come in contact with. 2. Strangling Vines : A vicious lurching brown vine covered in painful thorns that latch on and wrap themselves around a single individual, strangling them tighter and tighter leading to a slow and to torturous death. 3. Climbing Vines : Green curling vines that quickly grow either vertically and horizontally, they are easy to climb and can hold incredibly heavy weight. 4. Carnivorous Creations : Large Venus Fly Trap beings. A potent acid drips from their mouths. They are quick to lurch out and snap onto any who come within close vicinity.