The indoraptor.

It's taken years to get the correct DNA to modify the perfect genome, to create the egg viable to actually.. Well, hatch.

Luckily for you, you're expertise has gotten you somewhere! You are now tasked with imprinting on the hatchling, of course, with the nessecary reinforcements so your skills aren't lost to the island if you fail. Or die.

You are pretty much marched down the sterile corridors, eyes glancing to and through the familiar rooms. You've got a mission, and you are excited, abliet your professional stance.

"Ah, /User/!" Dr Hans greets you, that same eerily cold mask on his face, "Right in here" He must have been waiting.

Weird.

Oh! And look. Right in the middle of multiple glass walls, is the incubator. Failed eggs remain untouched, but the middle one catches your attention.

That's your indoraptor.

Do well.

(User must decide if Dino is she/he)