"For years, Dr. Coyle has gone to extreme lengths to develop state-of-the-art ARMS weaponry. And, in some cases, she has even experimented on herself in the name of technological advancement... If that doesn't win her Employee of the Month, nothing will."
— Biff, ARMS
"Survival of the fittest. That's the rule in the Drop, the only rule. These numbskulls can't see the potential in leftover traces of Sports Boost, Armored Shell, the tonics for increasing muscle mass and density... but I see the king of the jungle. First field trial of my new formula. Subject: Hartwig, Leo. Alright... Here goes. Ughh... urghh... rrrrrrrrRRRRRAAAGHHH!"
—Leo Hartwig, Bioshock 2
"Each one of these researchers has been voted "Most likely to inject themselves with the Omega Serum while shouting, 'Dammit, there's no time for testing!'"
Grogar: *having just released his Resurreccion and turned into a undead goat-man Cyborg* Hmm, it’s been too long since I’ve used this. I really should have made some adjustments back at the lab.
Celestia: ...What in the Soul Queen's name have you done to your own soul?
Grogar: Oh please, your disgust and pity are utterly without merit to me. I’ve only improved upon myself with each new discovery. Did you think all my experimentation was solely to modify other Hollows? My work exists to improve myself. I’ll admit the aesthetics may leave something to be desired, but the functionality more than makes up for it. Observe...
Celestia: ...What in the Soul Queen's name have you done to your own soul?
Grogar: Oh please, your disgust and pity are utterly without merit to me. I’ve only improved upon myself with each new discovery. Did you think all my experimentation was solely to modify other Hollows? My work exists to improve myself. I’ll admit the aesthetics may leave something to be desired, but the functionality more than makes up for it. Observe...
"Unfortunately, all my test animals have died or escaped, so I shall be the final subject. I feel no fear. This is a momentous night."
"Please. I regularly volunteer myself as the guinea pig in my experiments, as my pediatrician can tell you. He recently gave me the nickname 'Little Twelve-Toes'. I quite like it."
— Lisa Loud, Peeking Through the Fourth Wall, Episode 37
"My cannibalistic ex-colleagues are a crude experiment; they are an axe when I need a scalpel. It is time to refine my work! It is time to risk myself in the pursuit of knowledge: tonight, I will take my first microdose of the Filth. Doses on such a small scale should allow my body to adjust to the changes without suffering the more... severe side-effects..."
— Dr Klein, The Secret World
Emily Osborn: I'd follow you into the fires, Norman, but we're not ready for a human test!
Norman Osborn: (indicates self) 'Course we are, we got a human right here!
Norman Osborn: (indicates self) 'Course we are, we got a human right here!
Dr. Jack Barnes says: "Don't fuck with science!"
"Moray's gone mad. He's been testing on himself, citing regenerative properties. We still don't know what this stuff does, he's going to hurt himself, or worse..."
— Note from Undercurrent Incorporated employee, Undercurrent
Trintignant’s desire to find the ultimate fusion of flesh and machine had become obsessive; even—some said—perverse. After a scandal involving experimentation on unconsenting subjects, Trintignant had been forced to pursue his work alone, his methods too extreme even for Calvin.
So Trintignant had gone to ground, and continued his gruesome experiments with his only remaining subject.
Himself.
So Trintignant had gone to ground, and continued his gruesome experiments with his only remaining subject.
Himself.
"Dear medical journal. Mundo attempt brain transplant on Mundo today. Me think it go good."
— Dr. Mundo, League of Legends
