This was turning into a bad day. No, scratch that. They were all bad days ever since the accident, ever since waking up in this prison of a robotic body. No, today was turning into a worse day.
She was still grappling that Caulder had designed the process that had turned her into this doll-like monstrosity. Surely someone that smart could have done better?
"...All right," she said, crossing her arms. "I'll listen."
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Caulder nodded. "Each of you was the victim of a horrible accident, the end result of which has left you with abilities far surpassing those of other men. A long time ago, I assembled three other such people together and made them heroes. The Doom Patrol. I would like to do the same with you.
Project Cadmus is one of the premier research institutions in the country. They need an able field team to handle their investigations and otherwise deal with threats and forces beyond their capacity to contain. And, sadly, some times their own projects get away from them and need containing.
We would like for you three, with my aide and guidance, to be that team."
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