"Quickly! Keep pulsing the plasma through it; I'm reading activity in its wavelengths! We can't lose it again!"
The loud, nasally voices screeched back and forth at each other at a never-ceasing rhythm of conversation. However, he registered the noise through a muffled barrier, like he was trapped in a pool of liquid. He had only started to be able to hear the specific words they were saying.
He couldn't speak. He couldn't feel. He couldn't even see.
All he could do was exist.
He wasn't seeing blackness exactly- he was seeing the absence of substance, which took the form of a sea of suffocating blackness.
"I-I can't believe it! My fellow Peridots, I think we've done it!" The voice, rising above all others, was triumphant and victorious.
Suddenly, blinding white light enveloped all he was experiencing. Sensations came rushing in all at once: the feel of cold tile, the sharp smell of chemicals, and the intense pain radiating throughout his entire being.
His vision started to clear up, slowly, little by little, like he was struggling to open his eyes.
And then he could see.
He was in some sort of laboratory, with stark white floors and matching walls. Large mechanical structures littered the room, most of them dripping fluids into test tubes or producing ominous humming noises. The scenery was new and overwhelming, making his head ache even harder.
A strange, green creature stepped forward, wearing a long lab coat and an opaque visor. She was tall, with strange, diamond-like symbols on her knees and her chest. Her fingers were disconnected with her arms, hovering over her oddly metallic stumps of her hands. Her eyes shimmered, mouth gaping at him.
They were separated by a sheet of thick plastic that surrounded him, like some kind of cage. Above and below him, bizarre machines transmitted some sort of visible light, tinted a bluish-purple color. It send tingling sensations through his body as it passed through his in waves.
The creature knelt down, touching her levitating fingers to the thick shield that stood between them. He watched her with curiosity. Who was she?
A twinge of pain settled behind his eyes. The better question was, who was he? He wasn't even sure. All he knew was that he was here, where ever this place was.
"Welcome to the Homeworld," she whispered, a lock of yellowish hair falling over her visor. "Bismuth."
Author's note- im sorry this is so short! i meant for this to be a brief, vague, and curt introduction for the character. pls have a good day! 3 -chaos (also: these peridots have limb enhancers because that's how I headcanon them always being. they dont really take them off.)