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bathymetric) wrote in
unknownseas2022-08-06 11:00 am
Final Trial
[ After a long while of investigation in areas that she definitely did not authorize you being in, the Mayor speaks up over the loudspeakers throughout the entire city. She's not using distortion at all, for what it's worth. ]
If you're all done rifling through my past and looting my things, there's a show that we really ought to get on the road, don't you think? Don't worry, I'm not going to come to you. You'll come to me.
[ And, one by one (along with your evidence), every single one of you is teleported into, rather than the underwater dome, a sectioned-off area of the Hall of the Founders. The walls around you are thick glass, and you can see beyond them that the Sparrows have begun restoring the statues. Massive stone renditions of the original Founders of New Rapture surround you, though some are still covered in cloth. A series of podiums have been set for you.
And within your final trial box is another box of frosted glass, ominous before you, just transparent enough to see a figure inside, sitting at a desk, her feet up as she lounges in a rolling office chair. ]
I love the dome, but there's nowhere for me to sit, you know? I was going to reveal this to all of you, it was going to be a whole big thing, but then you woke up early and ran off to do God-knows-what in a bunch of places I didn't need you in! Almost as if someone tipped you off to my plan.
[ Inside the glass case, the figure leans back in the chair further. ]
So you know what? Go ahead and talk amongst yourselves. Air my dirty laundry. Maybe I'll even join in in person. See if you can figure out what happened here, for starters.
[ Welcome to the final trial. ]
If you're all done rifling through my past and looting my things, there's a show that we really ought to get on the road, don't you think? Don't worry, I'm not going to come to you. You'll come to me.
[ And, one by one (along with your evidence), every single one of you is teleported into, rather than the underwater dome, a sectioned-off area of the Hall of the Founders. The walls around you are thick glass, and you can see beyond them that the Sparrows have begun restoring the statues. Massive stone renditions of the original Founders of New Rapture surround you, though some are still covered in cloth. A series of podiums have been set for you.
And within your final trial box is another box of frosted glass, ominous before you, just transparent enough to see a figure inside, sitting at a desk, her feet up as she lounges in a rolling office chair. ]
I love the dome, but there's nowhere for me to sit, you know? I was going to reveal this to all of you, it was going to be a whole big thing, but then you woke up early and ran off to do God-knows-what in a bunch of places I didn't need you in! Almost as if someone tipped you off to my plan.
[ Inside the glass case, the figure leans back in the chair further. ]
So you know what? Go ahead and talk amongst yourselves. Air my dirty laundry. Maybe I'll even join in in person. See if you can figure out what happened here, for starters.
[ Welcome to the final trial. ]

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Apparently A. Wesker found out that the ADAM stuff could recreate and rewrite DNA temporarily or permanently. There were big side effects before they got around to messing with it, though. Looks like Wesker was trying to use it to cure terminal and genetic illnesses, but got stopped in the middle of the research for some reason.
[ A small pause to let it all sink in. He also takes out the folder he swiped from the office too. ]
There's also something about Big Daddies and Big Sisters in there, too. A bunch of people were heavily altered by ADAM and put into special diving suits, but it doesn't go into why. All the Big Daddies are dead, but the only Big Sister, Eleanor Lamb, isn't.
Aaaaand, the last thing I found was this empty audio log case!
[ He also takes out the empty audio log case, labeled "4/27 LUTECE MACHINE EXPERIMENT W/ C" and sets it down too. ]
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[And it's on her profile, of course, but that's a little extra.]
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I don’t know if she could get out of it if she wanted to.
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They must have done it to...control her, control all of them, or something like that. They weren't the kind of people who would give folks a bunch of superpowers and just let them be.
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Last week.
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[You have to test these things on someone, presumably.]