Meat Shield took his sweet time. He had to control his body until he was certain Darkcloud had completely walked away, before he couldn't stop the sheet tent that had quickly been set up. He made sure to face the wall until his tent slowly collapsed, and even then he had to regain his focus by reassembling the handgun picture in his mind. After that challenge, he moved on to his next set of challenges to come.<br/><br/>Meat Shield was a horrible name, and it was not even a name he chose. It was his punishment by the scientists who lost his respect almost the instant they opened their puny, conceited mouths. They saw him as something dispensable, replaceable. Unfortunately, he survived the last two missions, and the name followed him. Times change, and so do names. He was capable of naming himself anything he wanted... yet, there was almost no inspiration. He had been with the same name so long, it was just natural. He remembered a name.. one of the scientists who had actually treated him like he was worth something.... like he actually mattered to someone....<br/><br/><br/>-----------------<br/><br/>About thirty minutes later, a large figure returned from his retreat, casually leaning up against a wall, he playfully flexed his arms until the team realized exactly who it was. After a minute or so of cheering and laughter, he held up a single finger, motioning everyone to quiet down and listen. The fact that the motion actually worked surprised the figure, but it wouldn't be shown too much. His chin was then being casually stroked by a single paw, claws scraping lightly as he seemed in thought for a moment.<br/><br/>"It has come to my attention that I have made an error. I understand that this error was performed by my subconscious, but it is still my fault. I have reconciled with the affected party and made amends." He scanned the room, catching just about everyone's eyes within a 45 degree angle, almost glad for that moment his eyes didn't meet with Darkcloud's.<br/><br/>A bright smile came upon his face before the next portion of his speech. "I also understand that I have become the newest form of spontaneous entertainment as of late. If it pleases the team, and the original party affected by my latest edition of this, I will continue to nap inside of this break room to share my, apparently interesting, imagination." The cheering rose again for a moment, but he would double check his statement with the other person before making that decision.<br/><br/>"...Furthermore, I absolutely fucking hate my name. From this point on, I don't want anyone even muttering that cursed name those disrespectful monsters gave me. I will now be known as David, after one of the few that treated us like equals, even if we were his creation." A long pause ensued.<br/><br/>"Now tell me, dear brothers and sisters, Where can I find another sheet?"