Dr. Satan
You most definitely don't want this guy to be your doctor. Trust me on this. But with my family its ok. He came to live with our little clan long before I was even born or even adopted. Daddy says he saved his life by cutting him down from the Hangin' Tree. The Doctor has a few rabbits down where he stays. Rabbits kept as "pets." These are the rare ones that interest us and impress us. With a little lobotomy work and reconstruction the rabbits are manageable. Whenever we need to have a check up we just go and see him. Hey, its free healthcare and he is certified. Insane but certified. He looks like death warmed over and has a respirator mask on. Daddy says its mainly for show.
He kind of looks like an Otis Driftwood going bald with stringy hair. He always makes me laugh when I see him. Otis idolizes the doctor saying he's inspiration to him. In a way I guess he his being as Otis makes some pretty weird and cool things from his specimens. I remember this one time I was playing outside when I was around 10 when I fell and really ripped my arm open. Somehow I managed to make it to Dr. Satan and he fixed me up. If it weren't for him I wouldn't be here. I'd be dead from blood loss or in a regular hospital away from my family. For living underground the Doctor's living area is rather neat and clean. One room he has as his bedroom, he has his own toilet, a dining area, a recreational area for his rabbits and himself, and his operating area.
Mama says his area is neater than my own room and I should take lessons from him on neatness. The Doctor is so good at what he does that one time he created a rabbit infused with metal. The rabbit only lived for a few hours but it was functional. It could walk and do simple tasks like sit, stand. But it died. The doctor stopped doing that being as it was a waste of his time and talents. The Doctor once told me his history saying he was a doctor at 'Weeping Willows Sanitarium' aptly named for the cried of torture that could be heard from there. He told me he performed lots of surgery on patients to create a "super-race" of humans resilient to disease and whatnot.
Vigilante justice finally prevailed as surviving patients and family of dead patients got together and hung the doctor. He would have died if Daddy hadn't come along and helped him down. So the Doctor vowed his loyalty and services to our clan as a thank you for helping him. But now we are his family and he is ours. He told me he even considers us his family and that family must stick together. I go down to see him again to drop off something for him and I hear this loud pain filled cry of agony. There is this rabbit on the operating table being sliced open.
The doctor turns and acknowledges my presence with a nod. I give him his item and sit down to watch him work. Its pretty interesting to see how the heart pumps blood and how the inner organs react to certain stimuli. Too bad it doesn't last long though. He even shown me the one where he removed the stomach of one rabbit and surgically attached the esophagus directly to the small intestine. Not a pretty result. You get backed up and die of septic poisoning or some shit like that. And you can't puke it up because you have no stomach.
It is hours that I am down there and soon realize that if I don't leave soon Mama is gonna have a search party look for me. Haha. that's Mama for you. Always looking out for my safety and well being. The Doctor has one of his brain dead rabbits guide me out of the tunnels even though I know my way around there blindfolded. As I leave he tells me to come back and see him sometime soon.