It’s either a weekday or a weekend, you can’t quite remember. There is a fresh chill in the air and clouds are beginning to loom overhead. It’s getting late, but not too late. Somewhere between dinner-time and bed-time I’d say.
You received an invite, and now you’re here… walking up the path to the front door.
They call him, “The Modern Prometheus”. They say he's trying to create the perfect organism, trying to find the ‘Ascendency Strain’. They say he's playing God.
No idea what the ‘Ascendency Strain’ is but it doesn’t sound good, does it?!
He answers the door. Tall and wiry. Proper creepy! You can’t remember why you were invited but now you're following him to “The Lab”.
The Lab is dank but strangely sterile. Not a clue how he managed to get planning permission or contractors to build this!
The equipment is like nothing you’ve seen before. You’re immediately drawn to the body parts in jars. Some sort of lizard. Something furry. Is that a tarboosh?!
He seems to be splicing together different parts, from different creatures, like a fucked up Pick ‘n’ Mix! The brain from this thing. The eyes from that thing. Maybe a dash of cayenne and a sprinkle of oregano.
He leaves you alone in the Lab for a moment and the sound of movement draws you to a wooden door leading to a staircase in the corner of the room. Poorly lit and strangely moist. The smell hits you in the face like a hot flannel.
They say "curiosity killed the cat" but cats have 9 lives, so it’s probably fine to see what’s down there, right?
You walk down the stone steps to a dark room with a furnace burning hotter than hell. Figures move in the darkness behind the bars of cages that line the room.
It’s clear that these creatures were not born this way. If they were then you don’t want to know how they were conceived! Their twisted features move in the dim glow from the furnace.
“They’re Abominations. Not good enough. Failures,” says a voice behind you.
Probably time to make like a tree and get the fuck out of here!
Before you can turn to respond, everything goes black…
"They call him, “The Modern Prometheus”. They say he’s trying to create the perfect organism, trying to find the ‘Ascendency Strain’. He’s splicing together different parts, from different creatures, like a fucked up Pick ’n’ Mix… and guess who’s next…
I’d say you’re fucked, mate!"
‘Prometheus Lab’ is a narrative-driven, art-focussed project from the warped mind of digital artist, Waxbones; powered by Props – the team behind all your favourite PFP projects!
Not just another generative project, Prometheus Lab puts creation in the hands of the collector, allowing you to swap out sections of your ‘Abomination’ through a re-roll feature… but once you hit that re-roll, there’s no going back!