Mind if i play?<br/><br/>Name: Teniko<br/>Captive/Researcher: captive<br/>Description/ Backstory:<br/>Hi, i'm Teniko... but you can call me Ten. Every time i look in the mirror i feal like i'm aging before my time. I've been a lab rat most of my life, classed as endangerd. Man... i hate these bars, i just want to get let out, to see the sun again. In the mirror is a young mouse boy, but inside the boy rests an aged man. My black fur is falling out from these weirdo's experiments, i can't even tell if my eye's are blood shot or if it's my natural red colour. None of these guy's treat me as a equal...<br/>"Hey there little fella, ready to go back into your slot?" My eye's darted to the speaker. A female scientist. Why do they always treat me like that? I want to yell no at the top of my lung's but my voice is damaged by their experiment's. Life can really suck at time's when all you can do is squeak. Of course, i'm put in a small box without leg room and rammed into a hole in the wall. I grab my bars and look out in hope of rescue