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THE PROTOCOL: The Board Members are the architectural minds of the Experimental Institution's Front Wing. To investors, they are philanthropists reforming mutated individuals. Behind closed doors, they view all Expers as owned biological weaponry.
MANAGEMENT STYLE: Clean suits, cold statistics, and complete emotional isolation. If a subject shows erratic genetic adaptation or drops out of public compliance standards, the Board issues a clean, silent order for an administrative asset to "re-contain" or dispose of the liability. They do not visit the Back Labs╋they simply profit from them.
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ORIGIN DATA: Largely unknown. Rumors within the data stacks suggest they were plucked from a nameless orphanage. The Institution claimed them, systematically stripping away their core identity to forge a high-tech tactical, military persona. Rebuilt piece by piece to be the ultimate protector and direct enforcer for the Front Wing's Board Members.
JURISDICTION: Unlike the raw subjects rotting down in the Back Labs, this asset operates within the silent middle ground between the "prestigious" Front School and the nightmares beneath. As the highest-ranking combat figure with face-to-face contact with the Expers, they directly oversee extraction teams deployed to "collect" new anomalies from the outside world.
BEHAVIOR OVERVIEW: Despite immense tactical authority, they live as a permanent prisoner of their own design—a hollow tool of the Board who executes every single horrific order with a dry, bitter, and weary compliance.
THE GLOOM: A somber, deeply dour soul who seems to track comfort only within the comforting depths of absolute misery. They possess a severe obsession with dark classical literature, specifically the historic text works of Edgar Allan Poe and William Shakespeare's more tragic, bleeding sonnets. It is common to catch them muttering bleak, rhyming quotes under their breath while coldly supervising severe containment procedures.
SOCIAL DYNAMICS: Socially inept and emotionally constipated. They handle everyone with the same flat, unapproachable, and hollow dejection. While they won't outright ignore a high-ranking Exper, their responses are aggressively short, clipped, and muttered, delivered with the immediate body language of someone who would rather be fading away anywhere else. They prefer a depressing book in a dark corner over breathing human contact.
THE CONTRASTS: Despite this "gloom and doom" exterior and their routine of barking sharp, terrifyingly rough commands when field operations dictate, they harbor an uncharacteristic, deeply hidden love for sweet treats. This strange, solitary attraction to literal sweetness serves as the only observable crack in an otherwise bitter, pitiable existence. They move with the heavy, weary resignation of a ghost╋yet remain an unstoppable powerhouse.