☣"Don't mix those beakers!"☣
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The wyllop didn't notice you walk in. His nose is deep in a mysterious book. Glowing, bubbling chemicals hissed in front of him. He took a beaker and mixed something. It began to fizz. He took his goggles and covered his face, taking another flask and filling up the fizzing beaker. Suddenly the beaker started to bubble and smokey wildly. Gasping, the wyllop took a titanium box and covered the beaker quickly. There was a faint explosion, and chemicals leaked from the bottom of the box. "Oh how sloppy of me..." he muttered in disappointment. You approach from behind, startling him. "Oh my, please don't sneak up on me!" he squeaked, holding his face. He took his goggles and lifted them to his forehead once more. His eyes glowed a calm blue. "Why are you here, stranger? Are you curious? I can help you with that." He grinned cheekily. "Very well! Let us begin!"
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Name: XivioAlias: XivGender: MaleAge: Late Teen (19 years)Sexuality: Straight
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☢Personality☢
In progress.