FINAL INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

Morning comes on Friday, just like any other.

Or not. You're all still alive. The walls have held. You all have held.

One way or another, this is the last day you're going to be in here. You've spent so long at the whims of the man who owns this place, so long playing along with this game...

Wouldn't it be nice to beat him?

Time to investigate.

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[fivestagegod]

[.............................

what like is there fucking binary in here or is it just like raw functions and shit]

[bathymetric]

[ Like javascript, thankfully, so you can at least somewhat confirm what the note says if you're really curious. ]

Main Extraction Parameters (In case you have to change these values later)

1. Criminal Potential - Our primary quality, simply the potential to carry out crimes. Informs several aspects of experiment success.
2. “Rock and Roll Attitude” - I have no idea what this means, no one has any idea what this means, but Coach asked for it and now this function is tied into making literally everything else work. That’s why it’s here, that’s why we keep getting rock people and people who sing, DO NOT TOUCH, WE’RE JUST GOING TO DEAL WITH IT.
3. Potential Loyalty - Look, it’s not as important, but in case we have to Melt them. Or whatever we’re calling brainwashing now.
4. Wealth - What are we going to do, say no?

[fivestagegod]

[...yeah he's just going to assume everyone responsible for literally everything happening here is someone he would have gotten along great with, because they would have fit in with the Umbrella Corporation to an astoundingly stupid degree.

Is there anything else to find on this side of things?]

[bathymetric]

[ Not much, but there is something small to note about where the two parts of the room meet! ]

[fivestagegod]

[Oh? Hit me.]

[bathymetric]

[ The join doesn't look... entirely natural? The office looks like a whole room, but the lab looks like it's been sliced cleanly to fit.

That's all for Birkin's side of things, though! ]

[fivestagegod]

[...WELL OKAY THEN

this entire room is umbrella as fuck god bless it]

[hardnosed]

[ As Jasper takka-takka-takkas away on the computer, she eventually casts an idle glance over at Birkin's side of the room, and her eye is caught by the thing that, you know, she probably should have picked up on before literally anything else in here. Technically, she's never seen one of these before, but... ]

That's Gem technology.

[fivestagegod]

Yeah, I gathered that, actually. One you're familiar with...?

[hardnosed]

Not firsthand. But I know what it's for.

[ her eyes narrow, not in anger (though she's angry, as ever) but confusion. ]

Rose knew about them too. I thought he might have something like it, but... how did he even get his hands on one? They were out of style during the Rebellion.