In a lab deep underground Vlad was about to allow his first group of experiments meet each other. He couldn't wait to begin working with them. He wanted to prove that his theory was worth funding. He had the guards bring everyone to the dinning room.

Oliver walked up to the table, and sat down, "So this is the Chairs that Poor people use" Oliver complains about the uncomfortable chair, *I shouldn't even be here! gosh*, and immediately says to everyone else "Hello my name is Oliver Aurum, and I'm a Millionaire, just saying" Oliver says staring a bit at the Ceiling and barely Paying attention to the other People, "and today is my first day as A Lab rat"

Aerith sat on one of the chairs at the dining table and looked at the wide array of food atop it. It's not something she sees everyday. She listened to a boy complain about how uncomfortable the chair is and whatnot. He then introduced himself s Oliver Aurum and said he was a millionaire. "Some spoiled stuck-up person this guy is," she thought.

Shemp didn't sit down, instead wandering down the table until he found a plate of clams, casually picking up a dull knife from the table and opening the little bugger up before nosily slurping up the contents. He nodded his head back and forth a few times, then picked up a napkin and spat out what he'd eaten into it. "Pthhh. Nope, that's not good. That's crap. Don't like clams." That was disappointing, he personally felt he should enjoy clams at least a little bit. Maybe some other mollusk would suit his fancy.

He let the shell clatter back onto the plate before plopping himself down into a seat at the end of the table, leaning back in his chair and grinning at the rich boys introduction. "Oh yeah, my name's Shemp Thistle and I am also a millionaire." he said offhandedly. "Don't want to draw attention to it or anything. Just giving fair warning that I'm ,y'know, kind of a big deal. Just saying, y'know. For the record."

"Heh it seems like we're all millionaires here". Oliver said to Shem Thistle as Oliver grabbed some salmon and began to eat it, *Well atleast the food is Kind of good*, "So Shempy what crime did you commit?" Oliver asked Shemp,

*Whats that kids problem [aerith]* Oliver glared at that poor kid at who was sitting at the other side of the table,

Zain was crouched on his seat, rather than actually sitting in it, and devouring the food in front of him in a less than respectful manor, bits of food falling onto his clothes or flying out of his mouth as he chewed with his mouth open. His feline like ears twitched ever so often and his tail flicked back and forth contently as he gnawed on a chicken bone. He only looked up when he heard two of the other people sitting at the table speak. "No body gives two shites pisshats." He said, pieces of meat lodged in his fangs, before tossing the bone he was chewing on over his shoulder. He then used his tail to grab most of the ham off the center of the table and bring it to him, immediately digging into it.

"Ok ok great, Maybe I give a shite, Also please TRY to have manners here, I know we're test subjects but that doesn't mean we're Animals" Oliver says in anger at that guy whos acting like a arsehole, Oliver takes a bite out of his salmon by using his Knife to cut up pieces and his fork to Stab a piece, "We're given forks and knifes for a reason"

"Yeah. No need to freak out fleabag, I was just taking the piss." Shemp says, wondering what sort of asylum they'd dragged that freak out of. He reached out without looking and grabbed something from the table before turning to Oliver and raising a finger. "If you want to know, I threw one punch." he said, lifting what he grabbed to his mouth before catching sight of it.

A shrimp. He loved shrimp. He sighed and tossed it back down onto the platter. "Well now it'd be cannibalism, wouldn't it?" he say to himself.

"Yeah because money is going to do you a hell of a lot of good down here." Zain said with a mouth full of ham. He then used the claw on his pinky to pick a chuck of meat out of his teeth. "Actually I think that is exactly what it means pisshat." He said before eating the chuck off of his claw. He then wiped his mouth on the table cloth before reaching over and grabbing a whole chicken off the table, using his claws to rip pieces off of it. He then looked over to the other guy. "Why would you take piss? Well if you are into that stuff that is your own thing, just keep it away from the dinner table." He said with a string of chicken fleash hanging out of his mouth.

Aerith glared back at Oliver, who had glared at her. She then started putting food on her plate, listening to the conversation happening.
"Nobody gives two shites, pisshats," the guy wolfing down his food said. Aerith silently agreed. The conversation went on, but she had to interrupt when the Oliver guy said,"We're given forks and knives for a reason."
"He doesn't want to use them, so piss off. Besides, it's not like saying something like that will change the way he eats," she spoke loud and clear, gaining Oliver's attention, after gulping down a piece of chicken.

"Wait, hold on, rewind a bit: you're saying I'm an animal now?" Shemp says, faux shocked. "You mean that thing I was before being injected with the DNA of a different animal? Freaky."

"You know how to use sarcasm, good for you." Zain said looking over at the Shrimp guy, or whatever his name was. He broke a chicken bone in half with his teeth before looking over to the girl who was sitting at the far end of the table. He laughed, a few pieces of mixed meats flying out of his mouth. "I like this girl, she has spunk." He said before taking another bite out of the now eviscerated chicken carcass sitting in front of him.

"I'm just saying man, don't forget that you're human. Forget that and you open yourself up to all kinds of nasty thoughts. If you've got to listen to your instincts then listen to the half of you that won natural selection, y'know."

"Wow most People I meet tend to hate me after a few days but you are a new bloody record," Oliver said to the mean guy who looked like Satan himself came and took a crap on him, Oliver says Taking a bite out of his salmon. "Maybe you should keep away from this dinner table. Commoner"

"Yeah cause humans are known for their great upstanding thoughts." Zain said with a roll of his eyes. He tossed the bones of the chicken he had just finished picking clean behind him before using the table cloth again to wipe both his face and hands clean. He then let out a rancid smelling belch that also sent a few chucks of meet flying out of his gullet. "Man this is some good grub!" He looked over to the other pisshat who started all of this. "Oh I am so sorry your royal assness, but may I direct you to take that fork of yours and firmly shove it up your rear end."

"May I please....Uh......Redirect my fist into your face" Oliver yelled awkwardly at Zain, Oliver was never good at making Insults "God do you ever use Manners!" Oliver yelled at zain, *People call me a Asshole*

"I'm suddenly not very hungry." Shemp says, shaking his head at the weird cat monster in the room. "The real crime here is that you have completely distracted me from ripping on Moneybags over here." He points his thumb at Oliver. "Seriously dude, commoner? I'd didn't even know people really talked like that."

Shemp had been smiling through this whole conversation. He didn't know why everybody else was so high strung.

Zain laughed. "Really dude, that is the best you can do? What do you not have someone you can buy your jokes off of?" He said as he put his bare feet up onto the table, curling and uncurling his clawed toes. He then proceeded to alternate between picking his teeth and cleaning the junk out between his toes.

Aerith looked at her now empty plate, ignoring what was happening in front of her. She had never felt this hungry before. Her eyes then darted from food to food that were served on the table. One thing caught her eye-slices of raw meat that had been cut nicely, served in many different plates. By just looking at it, she was suddenly overwhelmed with the urge to devour it, going almost crazy. She briskly stood up, ignoring the clatter of her chair against the floor. The only thing on her mind right now was to get that meat. It was quite far away from her, so she had to stretch her arms out to get it. She took two plates, retracted her arms, then placed the plates in front of her. Then she pulled-more like dragged-the chair behind her towards her, then sat on it. The way she was acting right now was wild, completely different from before.
"Maybe it's the contents of that syringe injected to me. But who cares, the meat's here,"she thought. Listening to her human side, she took a fork, then thrusted it into the smooth texture of a slice of finely cut meat. She held it near her mouth, inhaling its delicious scent. Her teeth grew, becoming fangs. She didn't hesitate to take a bite out of it, savoring its taste.
Soon she was taking bite after bite, seeming as an animal, but not completely. She still listened to her human side, things like don't swallow everything so fast, you'll choke. She was enjoying this unfamiliar side of her, though. It felt somehow...exhilarating

Zain laughed. "At least somebody here knows how to enjoy a meal." He said as he looked over to the girl who was going to town on a stack of meat. As he was laughing he was still busy cleaning his toes, flicking the grime and gunk he picked free every which way