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Subject D-05-146-W or Apex Predator is built to appear as a 13 ft tall humanoid robot with a dark yellow and gray color scheme. Its head doesn’t have anything that could be described as “Eyes,” insead it has a single horizontal red line though the middle of its head.

|Excerpt from Counseling Records|

It was a quiet break, |Redacted| was just resting along the bench, Both a bit tired from having to take care of T-02-14-T. We were chatting about what we were planning to do after we finished our work today. He said something about going to a new restaurant that was in town, A poor dream that he would never be able to reach.

Then we both heard a slight scratching of metal around us. Slowly growing louder and louder. We both stepped away from each other, Not knowing where to go.

I searched for some clues to what was causing such a sound. During my last 2 weeks here I could not remember what could have caused this. Then it happened, The quick slice blazed through the air. |Redacted| didn’t even have a chance to look at it as it ripped open his chest from behind him.

And the thing is, He didn’t die right away… That beast, It lifted him and brought him to its face. |Redacted| tried his best to move out of its grip, But had no more strength left after losing his lower half. All I could do is run for my life, Not looking back while hearing |Redacted| calling my name before one more crunch coming from his head. Bits of |Redacted|’s bones and blood sprayed in front of me as I shouted for help…

There was nothing that I could do, Poor |Redacted|… I just left him behind while he got butchered… To think I should call myself the “Hero” for being able to shut down the info department, is pure disgusting…

Once them Rabbits took that thing out… I walked across the bloody hallways, To think that I forced all of those clerks and agents to fight- No, To be hunted by that beast turns me off. Was there anything that I could do? No, But at the very least… I live to be eliminated another day…

|Counseling Record Excerpt End|

|Apex Work Log|

['Systems Rebooting… Reactivating Base Protocols in 3… 2… 1…]

[Joey]: Eek! It’s awake!

[Unknown Humanoid: Scanning Data Banks for references… Not found. Cataloging New Humanoid under ID H-152]

[Joey]: Um… Manger? What should I do now?

[Recording Voice of H-152… Recording Complete. Analyzing Weaknesses…]

[Joey]: So… Manager told me that I need to w-work with you… Oh, I need to say the thing, Um… Commencing Insight work.

[Weaknesses Analyzed, Wearing E.G.O of Subject T-01-118-W, Weak to Pale Damage. Weapon deals Red Damage, Starting Adapting Armor Protocol … Reactivating Analysis Protocol…]

[Joey]: So… I see how you were built to, As you c-call it “Eliminating” us… Can you, S-Speak about it?

[Mental Fortitude of H-152 classified as “Fragile.” Fear Tactics reasonable to proceed with…]

[D-05-146-W]: Sanity of H-152 below 50%. Calculating… Calculating…

[Joey]: Wait, Am I H-152, I thought I was the one giving code names…

[D-05-146-W]: Overall Analysis complete… H-152 classified as “Mentally Unstable”… Likely cause: Indecisiveness…

[Joey]: Um… What caused you to gather that up about me?

[D-05-146-W]: Stuttering, Constantly Shaking and seeking orders from H-26, Leads to instability.

[Joey]: …Yes Manger, It looks like it is doing that now, Shifting around its plates. Should I process the Contentment procedure?

[Adapting Armor Protocol Complete, Red resistance at 75%…]

[Joey]: Take this, This should give you something to think about.

[H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of F-01-26-Z, Deals Black Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…]

[Notice, H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of T-01-118-W, Deals Red Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…]

[Joey]: …Everything is going as planned Manger, It is starting to use up its power.

[WARNING, WARNING: Running Low on Charge, Automatically activating recharge protocol… Shutting Down]

|Apex Work Log, End'|

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Subject D-05-146-W or Apex Predator is built to appear as a 13 ft tall humanoid robot with a dark yellow and gray color scheme. Its head doesn’t have anything that could be described as “Eyes,” insead it has a single horizontal red line though the middle of its head.

|Excerpt from Counseling Records|

It was a quiet break, |Redacted| was just resting along the bench, Both a bit tired from having to take care of T-02-14-T. We were chatting about what we were planning to do after we finished our work today. He said something about going to a new restaurant that was in town, A poor dream that he would never be able to reach.

Then we both heard a slight scratching of metal around us. Slowly growing louder and louder. We both stepped away from each other, Not knowing where to go.

I searched for some clues to what was causing such a sound. During my last 2 weeks here I could not remember what could have caused this. Then it happened, The quick slice blazed through the air. |Redacted| didn’t even have a chance to look at it as it ripped open his chest from behind him.

And the thing is, He didn’t die right away… That beast, It lifted him and brought him to its face. |Redacted| tried his best to move out of its grip, But had no more strength left after losing his lower half. All I could do is run for my life, Not looking back while hearing |Redacted| calling my name before one more crunch coming from his head. Bits of |Redacted|’s bones and blood sprayed in front of me as I shouted for help…

There was nothing that I could do, Poor |Redacted|… I just left him behind while he got butchered… To think I should call myself the “Hero” for being able to shut down the info department, is pure disgusting…

Once them Rabbits took that thing out… I walked across the bloody hallways, To think that I forced all of those clerks and agents to fight- No, To be hunted by that beast turns me off. Was there anything that I could do? No, But at the very least… I live to be eliminated another day…

|Counseling Record Excerpt End|

|Apex Work Log|

Systems Rebooting… Reactivating Base Protocols in 3… 2… 1…

Joey: Eek! It’s awake!

Unknown Humanoid: Scanning Data Banks for references… Not found. Cataloging New Humanoid under ID H-152

Joey: Um… Manger? What should I do now?

Recording Voice of H-152… Recording Complete. Analyzing Weaknesses…

Joey: So… Manager told me that I need to w-work with you… Oh, I need to say the thing, Um… Commencing Insight work.

Weaknesses Analyzed, Wearing E.G.O of Subject T-01-118-W, Weak to Pale Damage. Weapon deals Red Damage, Starting Adapting Armor Protocol … Reactivating Analysis Protocol…

Joey: So… I see how you were built to, As you c-call it “Eliminating” us… Can you, S-Speak about it?

Mental Fortitude of H-152 classified as “Fragile.” Fear Tactics reasonable to proceed with…

D-05-146-W: Sanity of H-152 below 50%. Calculating… Calculating…

Joey: Wait, Am I H-152, I thought I was the one giving code names…

D-05-146-W: Overall Analysis complete… H-152 classified as “Mentally Unstable”… Likely cause: Indecisiveness…

Joey: Um… What caused you to gather that up about me?

D-05-146-W: Stuttering, Constantly Shaking and seeking orders from H-26, Leads to instability.

Joey: …Yes Manger, It looks like it is doing that now, Shifting around its plates. Should I process the Contentment procedure?

Adapting Armor Protocol Complete, Red resistance at 75%…

Joey: Take this, This should give you something to think about.

H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of F-01-26-Z, Deals Black Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…

Notice, H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of T-01-118-W, Deals Red Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…

Joey: …Everything is going as planned Manger, It is starting to use up its power.

WARNING, WARNING: Running Low on Charge, Automatically activating recharge protocol… Shutting Down

|Apex Work Log, End|

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Subject F-02-10-H or Jangsan Tiger appear as a 8 ft beast with heavy white fur covering their whole body. They also wear a uncharacteristically small black top hat. While conversing with the abnormality, It constantly kept a simple smile.

However, Agents who were classified as level 3 or higher seemed to “Scare” F-02-10-H and had much better results while working with it.

['Warning']: After the events of the |Birthday| incident it is now recommended for high level Agents to avoid interacting with F-02-10-H while with it as to avoid a repetition of the incident.

Redacted: Alright now you stupid beast, Go and your usual standup routine of pretending to be friendly and then hiding in the corner.

(Quick and heavy footsteps are heard before a small whimper from the abnormality becomes noticeable.)

Redacted: Maybe I could finally catch up on eating my lunch today, Didn’t really help that I had to deal with Roy being a nuisance today.

(Skipping a minute of silence):

F-02-10-H: Why… Eating that…

Redacted: Hm, Actually speaking to me. Aren’t you normally silent during this part?

F-02-10-H: Not… Yours?

Redacted: What? Sorry but what do you mean, Your pesky little voice doesn’t really seem to be doing a good job at tricking me.

F-02-10-H: Food… For … He not eating?

Redacted: … Who told you name?! I never told you that!

F-02-10-H: Messages… Phone?

Redacted: What is this behavior… (Sounds of quickly flipping papers are heard.)

F-02-10-H: Poor little … Love, Dealt him death…

(Heavy and slow footsteps are heard from F-02-10-H)

Redacted: No, Step away! How did you learn all of this!

F-02-10-H: Faulty… Parent you are… Bringing his death to him…

Redacted: No… It was not my fault! How could I know that he wou-

F-02-10-H: Risk taken… Consequence, Delivered… Horrible, Horrible, Horrible Birthday for him…

F-02-10-H: Knew… Yet committed… Fault, Not avoided…

Growl is heard from F-02-10-H before a loud snap, After this the manager was alerted that Redacted is dead from losing their head and that F-02-10-H has breached.

The one good information learned from this encounter with F-02-10-H was its vulnerability to flames when Roy used an oil tank to blow up F-02-10-H. It is a good suggestion to keep a few Molotovs in the armory for now until we get better weapons.

"; + info = "

Subject F-02-10-H or Jangsan Tiger appear as a 8 ft beast with heavy white fur covering their whole body. They also wear a uncharacteristically small black top hat. While conversing with the abnormality, It constantly kept a simple smile.

However, Agents who were classified as level 3 or higher seemed to “Scare” F-02-10-H and had much better results while working with it.

Warning: After the events of the |Birthday| incident it is now recommended for high level Agents to avoid interacting with F-02-10-H while with it as to avoid a repetition of the incident.

Redacted: Alright now you stupid beast, Go and your usual standup routine of pretending to be friendly and then hiding in the corner.

(Quick and heavy footsteps are heard before a small whimper from the abnormality becomes noticeable.)

Redacted: Maybe I could finally catch up on eating my lunch today, Didn’t really help that I had to deal with Roy being a nuisance today.

(Skipping a minute of silence):

F-02-10-H: Why… Eating that…

Redacted: Hm, Actually speaking to me. Aren’t you normally silent during this part?

F-02-10-H: Not… Yours?

Redacted: What? Sorry but what do you mean, Your pesky little voice doesn’t really seem to be doing a good job at tricking me.

F-02-10-H: Food… For … He not eating?

Redacted: … Who told you name?! I never told you that!

F-02-10-H: Messages… Phone?

Redacted: What is this behavior… (Sounds of quickly flipping papers are heard.)

F-02-10-H: Poor little … Love, Dealt him death…

(Heavy and slow footsteps are heard from F-02-10-H)

Redacted: No, Step away! How did you learn all of this!

F-02-10-H: Faulty… Parent you are… Bringing his death to him…

Redacted: No… It was not my fault! How could I know that he wou-

F-02-10-H: Risk taken… Consequence, Delivered… Horrible, Horrible, Horrible Birthday for him…

F-02-10-H: Knew… Yet committed… Fault, Not avoided…

Growl is heard from F-02-10-H before a loud snap, After this the manager was alerted that Redacted is dead from losing their head and that F-02-10-H has breached.

The one good information learned from this encounter with F-02-10-H was its vulnerability to flames when Roy used an oil tank to blow up F-02-10-H. It is a good suggestion to keep a few Molotovs in the armory for now until we get better weapons.

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Subject F-02-10-H or Jangsan Tiger appear as a 8 ft beast with heavy white fur covering their whole body. They also wear a uncharacteristically small black top hat. While conversing with the abnormality, It constantly kept a simple smile.

However, Agents who were classified as level 3 or higher seemed to “Scare” F-02-10-H and had much better results while working with it.

['Warning']: After the events of the |Birthday| incident it is now recommended for high level Agents to avoid interacting with F-02-10-H while with it as to avoid a repetition of the incident.

Redacted: Alright now you stupid beast, Go and your usual standup routine of pretending to be friendly and then hiding in the corner.

(Quick and heavy footsteps are heard before a small whimper from the abnormality becomes noticeable.)

Redacted: Maybe I could finally catch up on eating my lunch today, Didn’t really help that I had to deal with Roy being a nuisance today.

(Skipping a minute of silence):

F-02-10-H: Why… Eating that…

Redacted: Hm, Actually speaking to me. Aren’t you normally silent during this part?

F-02-10-H: Not… Yours?

Redacted: What? Sorry but what do you mean, Your pesky little voice doesn’t really seem to be doing a good job at tricking me.

F-02-10-H: Food… For … He not eating?

Redacted: … Who told you name?! I never told you that!

F-02-10-H: Messages… Phone?

Redacted: What is this behavior… (Sounds of quickly flipping papers are heard.)

F-02-10-H: Poor little … Love, Dealt him death…

(Heavy and slow footsteps are heard from F-02-10-H)

Redacted: No, Step away! How did you learn all of this!

F-02-10-H: Faulty… Parent you are… Bringing his death to him…

Redacted: No… It was not my fault! How could I know that he wou-

F-02-10-H: Risk taken… Consequence, Delivered… Horrible, Horrible, Horrible Birthday for him…

F-02-10-H: Knew… Yet committed… Fault, Not avoided…

Growl is heard from F-02-10-H before a loud snap, After this the manager was alerted that Redacted is dead from losing their head and that F-02-10-H has breached.

The one good information learned from this encounter with F-02-10-H was its vulnerability to flames when Roy used an oil tank to blow up F-02-10-H. It is a good suggestion to keep a few Molotovs in the armory for now until we get better weapons.

"; + info = "

Subject F-02-10-H or Jangsan Tiger appear as a 8 ft beast with heavy white fur covering their whole body. They also wear a uncharacteristically small black top hat. While conversing with the abnormality, It constantly kept a simple smile.

However, Agents who were classified as level 3 or higher seemed to “Scare” F-02-10-H and had much better results while working with it.

Warning: After the events of the |Birthday| incident it is now recommended for high level Agents to avoid interacting with F-02-10-H while with it as to avoid a repetition of the incident.

Redacted: Alright now you stupid beast, Go and your usual standup routine of pretending to be friendly and then hiding in the corner.

(Quick and heavy footsteps are heard before a small whimper from the abnormality becomes noticeable.)

Redacted: Maybe I could finally catch up on eating my lunch today, Didn’t really help that I had to deal with Roy being a nuisance today.

(Skipping a minute of silence):

F-02-10-H: Why… Eating that…

Redacted: Hm, Actually speaking to me. Aren’t you normally silent during this part?

F-02-10-H: Not… Yours?

Redacted: What? Sorry but what do you mean, Your pesky little voice doesn’t really seem to be doing a good job at tricking me.

F-02-10-H: Food… For … He not eating?

Redacted: … Who told you name?! I never told you that!

F-02-10-H: Messages… Phone?

Redacted: What is this behavior… (Sounds of quickly flipping papers are heard.)

F-02-10-H: Poor little … Love, Dealt him death…

(Heavy and slow footsteps are heard from F-02-10-H)

Redacted: No, Step away! How did you learn all of this!

F-02-10-H: Faulty… Parent you are… Bringing his death to him…

Redacted: No… It was not my fault! How could I know that he wou-

F-02-10-H: Risk taken… Consequence, Delivered… Horrible, Horrible, Horrible Birthday for him…

F-02-10-H: Knew… Yet committed… Fault, Not avoided…

Growl is heard from F-02-10-H before a loud snap, After this the manager was alerted that Redacted is dead from losing their head and that F-02-10-H has breached.

The one good information learned from this encounter with F-02-10-H was its vulnerability to flames when Roy used an oil tank to blow up F-02-10-H. It is a good suggestion to keep a few Molotovs in the armory for now until we get better weapons.

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Subject C-03-140-W or I, Contract takes the appearance of a humanoid figure with a purple flame instead of a head. He often wears a standard green checkered suit and always carries around a locked briefcase.

One thing to keep in mind while working with this abnormality it wi-… Welcome Dear Fixers, I would happily come here and congratulate all of you myself, Yet I need to stay here for now. You managed to get past the beast and the cat, But the next challenge ahead will be much more deadly. You can’t fight this machine, Not directly. Never fight this foe head on without a plan, It will survive that. But worry not, The machines around here are very much still functional. Now my time is running out, you will have to excuse me as I now need to depart. Wish you luck, Dear Fixers… s of now, C-03-140-W should be avoided until we gather more information about them.

|Automatically Recorded Conversation in containment unit of C-03-140-W|

(Crumbing ceiling and a deep rumbling is heard during this whole recording.)

['C-03-140-W']: Well, Well, Well. You have finally arrived, Joey.

['Joey']: panting is heard Not… now… I need your help NOW!

['C-03-140-W']: Should have expected that you would be in a rush right about now, Give a small moment. I need to gather my documents.

['Joey']: WE GOT NO TIME! THE FACILITY IS NOW UNDERGOING THE BURIAL! THE MANGER IS DEAD AND APEX IS OUT! There… There is nothing that I can do…

['C-03-140-W']: …Yep, There it is. So dear Joey, You are seeking a way to get out of here?

['Joey']: YES! What is taking you so long to find something to get me out of here?!

['C-03-140-W']: You are normally much more patient, Always calmly waiting for your next orders… This must not be good, Right?

['Joey']: The Manger is dead! There is nothing here to guide me now… That is why I am asking you for help!

['C-03-140-W']: You know that my services never come for free, Right? And the path of salvation can’t be open to everyone…

['Joey']: What are you leading too?! I am willing to meet the price, As long as I am able to do it now!

['C-03-140-W']: 2 for one, 2 shall fall for one to rise…

['Joey']: Okay, That is easy… There should be 2 dead bodies right outside…

['C-03-140-W']: Roy and Marisa, Those are who you need to damn to this soon to be coffin…

['Joey']: Wait, Are they already out? How are they…

['C-03-140-W']: Are you willing to take this price? 2 of your dearest companions for a way out? However, Do you know what will happen if they are dropped off here? Yes?

['Joey']: Please… There must be another way… What about Gr-

['C-03-140-W']: Only them, I will ask you once more. Will you take this offer?

['Joey']: …Please, Forgive me…

(Sounds suddenly cut off as something falls on the recorder.)

"; + info = "

Subject C-03-140-W or I, Contract takes the appearance of a humanoid figure with a purple flame instead of a head. He often wears a standard green checkered suit and always carries around a locked briefcase.

One thing to keep in mind while working with this abnormality it wi-… Welcome Dear Fixers, I would happily come here and congratulate all of you myself, Yet I need to stay here for now. You managed to get past the beast and the cat, But the next challenge ahead will be much more deadly. You can’t fight this machine, Not directly. Never fight this foe head on without a plan, It will survive that. But worry not, The machines around here are very much still functional. Now my time is running out, you will have to excuse me as I now need to depart. Wish you luck, Dear Fixers… s of now, C-03-140-W should be avoided until we gather more information about them.

|Automatically Recorded Conversation in containment unit of C-03-140-W|

(Crumbing ceiling and a deep rumbling is heard during this whole recording.)

C-03-140-W: Well, Well, Well. You have finally arrived, Joey.

Joey: panting is heard Not… now… I need your help NOW!

C-03-140-W: Should have expected that you would be in a rush right about now, Give a small moment. I need to gather my documents.

Joey: WE GOT NO TIME! THE FACILITY IS NOW UNDERGOING THE BURIAL! THE MANGER IS DEAD AND APEX IS OUT! There… There is nothing that I can do…

C-03-140-W: …Yep, There it is. So dear Joey, You are seeking a way to get out of here?

Joey: YES! What is taking you so long to find something to get me out of here?!

C-03-140-W: You are normally much more patient, Always calmly waiting for your next orders… This must not be good, Right?

Joey: The Manger is dead! There is nothing here to guide me now… That is why I am asking you for help!

C-03-140-W: You know that my services never come for free, Right? And the path of salvation can’t be open to everyone…

Joey: What are you leading too?! I am willing to meet the price, As long as I am able to do it now!

C-03-140-W: 2 for one, 2 shall fall for one to rise…

Joey: Okay, That is easy… There should be 2 dead bodies right outside…

C-03-140-W: Roy and Marisa, Those are who you need to damn to this soon to be coffin…

Joey: Wait, Are they already out? How are they…

C-03-140-W: Are you willing to take this price? 2 of your dearest companions for a way out? However, Do you know what will happen if they are dropped off here? Yes?

Joey: Please… There must be another way… What about Gr-

C-03-140-W: Only them, I will ask you once more. Will you take this offer?

Joey: …Please, Forgive me…

(Sounds suddenly cut off as something falls on the recorder.)

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Subject C-03-140-W or I, Contract takes the appearance of a humanoid figure with a purple flame instead of a head. He often wears a standard green checkered suit and always carries around a locked briefcase.

One thing to keep in mind while working with this abnormality it wi-… Welcome Dear Fixers, I would happily come here and congratulate all of you myself, Yet I need to stay here for now. You managed to get past the beast and the cat, But the next challenge ahead will be much more deadly. You can’t fight this machine, Not directly. Never fight this foe head on without a plan, It will survive that. But worry not, The machines around here are very much still functional. Now my time is running out, you will have to excuse me as I now need to depart. Wish you luck, Dear Fixers… s of now, C-03-140-W should be avoided until we gather more information about them.

|Automatically Recorded Conversation in containment unit of C-03-140-W|

(Crumbing ceiling and a deep rumbling is heard during this whole recording.)

['C-03-140-W']: Well, Well, Well. You have finally arrived, Joey.

['Joey']: panting is heard Not… now… I need your help NOW!

['C-03-140-W']: Should have expected that you would be in a rush right about now, Give a small moment. I need to gather my documents.

['Joey']: WE GOT NO TIME! THE FACILITY IS NOW UNDERGOING THE BURIAL! THE MANGER IS DEAD AND APEX IS OUT! There… There is nothing that I can do…

['C-03-140-W']: …Yep, There it is. So dear Joey, You are seeking a way to get out of here?

['Joey']: YES! What is taking you so long to find something to get me out of here?!

['C-03-140-W']: You are normally much more patient, Always calmly waiting for your next orders… This must not be good, Right?

['Joey']: The Manger is dead! There is nothing here to guide me now… That is why I am asking you for help!

['C-03-140-W']: You know that my services never come for free, Right? And the path of salvation can’t be open to everyone…

['Joey']: What are you leading too?! I am willing to meet the price, As long as I am able to do it now!

['C-03-140-W']: 2 for one, 2 shall fall for one to rise…

['Joey']: Okay, That is easy… There should be 2 dead bodies right outside…

['C-03-140-W']: Roy and Marisa, Those are who you need to damn to this soon to be coffin…

['Joey']: Wait, Are they already out? How are they…

['C-03-140-W']: Are you willing to take this price? 2 of your dearest companions for a way out? However, Do you know what will happen if they are dropped off here? Yes?

['Joey']: Please… There must be another way… What about Gr-

['C-03-140-W']: Only them, I will ask you once more. Will you take this offer?

['Joey']: …Please, Forgive me…

(Sounds suddenly cut off as something falls on the recorder.)

"; + info = "

Subject C-03-140-W or I, Contract takes the appearance of a humanoid figure with a purple flame instead of a head. He often wears a standard green checkered suit and always carries around a locked briefcase.

One thing to keep in mind while working with this abnormality it wi-… Welcome Dear Fixers, I would happily come here and congratulate all of you myself, Yet I need to stay here for now. You managed to get past the beast and the cat, But the next challenge ahead will be much more deadly. You can’t fight this machine, Not directly. Never fight this foe head on without a plan, It will survive that. But worry not, The machines around here are very much still functional. Now my time is running out, you will have to excuse me as I now need to depart. Wish you luck, Dear Fixers… s of now, C-03-140-W should be avoided until we gather more information about them.

|Automatically Recorded Conversation in containment unit of C-03-140-W|

(Crumbing ceiling and a deep rumbling is heard during this whole recording.)

C-03-140-W: Well, Well, Well. You have finally arrived, Joey.

Joey: panting is heard Not… now… I need your help NOW!

C-03-140-W: Should have expected that you would be in a rush right about now, Give a small moment. I need to gather my documents.

Joey: WE GOT NO TIME! THE FACILITY IS NOW UNDERGOING THE BURIAL! THE MANGER IS DEAD AND APEX IS OUT! There… There is nothing that I can do…

C-03-140-W: …Yep, There it is. So dear Joey, You are seeking a way to get out of here?

Joey: YES! What is taking you so long to find something to get me out of here?!

C-03-140-W: You are normally much more patient, Always calmly waiting for your next orders… This must not be good, Right?

Joey: The Manger is dead! There is nothing here to guide me now… That is why I am asking you for help!

C-03-140-W: You know that my services never come for free, Right? And the path of salvation can’t be open to everyone…

Joey: What are you leading too?! I am willing to meet the price, As long as I am able to do it now!

C-03-140-W: 2 for one, 2 shall fall for one to rise…

Joey: Okay, That is easy… There should be 2 dead bodies right outside…

C-03-140-W: Roy and Marisa, Those are who you need to damn to this soon to be coffin…

Joey: Wait, Are they already out? How are they…

C-03-140-W: Are you willing to take this price? 2 of your dearest companions for a way out? However, Do you know what will happen if they are dropped off here? Yes?

Joey: Please… There must be another way… What about Gr-

C-03-140-W: Only them, I will ask you once more. Will you take this offer?

Joey: …Please, Forgive me…

(Sounds suddenly cut off as something falls on the recorder.)

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Subject O-04-120-T or Timmy appears to be a generic oblong stone, 13 inches wide(measured across the longer width; 9 inches across the shorter width) and 7 inches tall. The stone appears to be made of granite, it weighs approximately 20 pounds.

|Excerpt from Counseling Log #4-59|

['Note: This document is set to deletion within the next few days due to violating our policies around abnormalities.']

Dr. Eberwin: Pleasure to meet you Agent Roy, I heard that you wished to speak with a counselor regarding O-04-120-T?

Roy: Now come on now Doc, Don’t you think it is a bit more appropriate to call him by the name that he wishes to be called. Unlike most abnos around here, He is one of the few ones who does deserve some respect around here. But yes, I did want to report something about Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: As you say so, Timmy was his preferred name right? What caused you to wish to speak up about him? After all, He has not been reported to really be doing anything.

Roy: Yep, It was during that last incident I had to handle. When that, Um… Miner pal broke out? Yep, him. When I came down to suppress him I noticed how Timmy was also in the same room where the Miner was wreaking havoc. This eventually led to the Miner losing all focus on the humans to just attack Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: Indeed that was a useful moment when we got to use Timmy’s abilities. But what caught your eye during this moment?

Roy: The thing that I was leading too, While he was being attacked by the Miner he still kept up the innocent simple as usual. However, Near the end of the suppression, I swear to the wings but I could see a tear come down from his eye.

Dr. Eberwin: Really now, Are you suggesting that he felt but about being beaten up. Like that would be a surprise.

Roy: No, It was not that. It was almost like, He felt sorry. Sorry for something that I don’t understand. Do you think you can take a closer inspection on him in the upcoming days? Feel like we would need to just make sure everything around him is safe…

Dr. Eberwin: Really, that is all you have to say?

Roy: Yep, That is all.

Dr. Eberwin: Okay, This request might be looked into further.

Roy: Good to hear that we might know a bit more about this little Timmy…

|End of Excerpt|

|Old Note|

I’ve always dreamed of being like those heroes told in legends and comics. Being able to protect the people they care about and save the day.

It seemed to be an aspiration out of my reach. A distant dream whilst I lie here on my earthen bed.

I’m just a rock after all

I’ve seen slaughters in front of me. Yet I can’t save any of them. I can’t stop such an occurrence.

After all, I’m just a rock

Centuries have passed, civilizations have fallen, Forests have blackened, and yet I remain here. Unchanging as time erodes everything else in this world.

This might be my last chance to save the day. To be like those heroes. I must do something before I crumble to dust like everything else I’ve seen.

If I can save one person from dying, I could go to rest easily. Being a shield while they can run away from the bad guys is all I need to make my life fulfilled.

Remember though, I’m just a rock, don’t expect much

"; + info = "

Subject O-04-120-T or Timmy appears to be a generic oblong stone, 13 inches wide(measured across the longer width; 9 inches across the shorter width) and 7 inches tall. The stone appears to be made of granite, it weighs approximately 20 pounds.

|Excerpt from Counseling Log #4-59|

Note: This document is set to deletion within the next few days due to violating our policies around abnormalities.

Dr. Eberwin: Pleasure to meet you Agent Roy, I heard that you wished to speak with a counselor regarding O-04-120-T?

Roy: Now come on now Doc, Don’t you think it is a bit more appropriate to call him by the name that he wishes to be called. Unlike most abnos around here, He is one of the few ones who does deserve some respect around here. But yes, I did want to report something about Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: As you say so, Timmy was his preferred name right? What caused you to wish to speak up about him? After all, He has not been reported to really be doing anything.

Roy: Yep, It was during that last incident I had to handle. When that, Um… Miner pal broke out? Yep, him. When I came down to suppress him I noticed how Timmy was also in the same room where the Miner was wreaking havoc. This eventually led to the Miner losing all focus on the humans to just attack Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: Indeed that was a useful moment when we got to use Timmy’s abilities. But what caught your eye during this moment?

Roy: The thing that I was leading too, While he was being attacked by the Miner he still kept up the innocent simple as usual. However, Near the end of the suppression, I swear to the wings but I could see a tear come down from his eye.

Dr. Eberwin: Really now, Are you suggesting that he felt but about being beaten up. Like that would be a surprise.

Roy: No, It was not that. It was almost like, He felt sorry. Sorry for something that I don’t understand. Do you think you can take a closer inspection on him in the upcoming days? Feel like we would need to just make sure everything around him is safe…

Dr. Eberwin: Really, that is all you have to say?

Roy: Yep, That is all.

Dr. Eberwin: Okay, This request might be looked into further.

Roy: Good to hear that we might know a bit more about this little Timmy…

|End of Excerpt|

|Old Note|

I’ve always dreamed of being like those heroes told in legends and comics. Being able to protect the people they care about and save the day.

It seemed to be an aspiration out of my reach. A distant dream whilst I lie here on my earthen bed.

I’m just a rock after all

I’ve seen slaughters in front of me. Yet I can’t save any of them. I can’t stop such an occurrence.

After all, I’m just a rock

Centuries have passed, civilizations have fallen, Forests have blackened, and yet I remain here. Unchanging as time erodes everything else in this world.

This might be my last chance to save the day. To be like those heroes. I must do something before I crumble to dust like everything else I’ve seen.

If I can save one person from dying, I could go to rest easily. Being a shield while they can run away from the bad guys is all I need to make my life fulfilled.

Remember though, I’m just a rock, don’t expect much

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Subject D-05-146-W or Apex Predator is built to appear as a 13 ft tall humanoid robot with a dark yellow and gray color scheme. Its head doesn’t have anything that could be described as “Eyes,” insead it has a single horizontal red line though the middle of its head.

|Excerpt from Counseling Records|

It was a quiet break, |Redacted| was just resting along the bench, Both a bit tired from having to take care of T-02-14-T. We were chatting about what we were planning to do after we finished our work today. He said something about going to a new restaurant that was in town, A poor dream that he would never be able to reach.

Then we both heard a slight scratching of metal around us. Slowly growing louder and louder. We both stepped away from each other, Not knowing where to go.

I searched for some clues to what was causing such a sound. During my last 2 weeks here I could not remember what could have caused this. Then it happened, The quick slice blazed through the air. |Redacted| didn’t even have a chance to look at it as it ripped open his chest from behind him.

And the thing is, He didn’t die right away… That beast, It lifted him and brought him to its face. |Redacted| tried his best to move out of its grip, But had no more strength left after losing his lower half. All I could do is run for my life, Not looking back while hearing |Redacted| calling my name before one more crunch coming from his head. Bits of |Redacted|’s bones and blood sprayed in front of me as I shouted for help…

There was nothing that I could do, Poor |Redacted|… I just left him behind while he got butchered… To think I should call myself the “Hero” for being able to shut down the info department, is pure disgusting…

Once them Rabbits took that thing out… I walked across the bloody hallways, To think that I forced all of those clerks and agents to fight- No, To be hunted by that beast turns me off. Was there anything that I could do? No, But at the very least… I live to be eliminated another day…

|Counseling Record Excerpt End|

|Apex Work Log|

['Systems Rebooting… Reactivating Base Protocols in 3… 2… 1…]

[Joey]: Eek! It’s awake!

[Unknown Humanoid: Scanning Data Banks for references… Not found. Cataloging New Humanoid under ID H-152]

[Joey]: Um… Manger? What should I do now?

[Recording Voice of H-152… Recording Complete. Analyzing Weaknesses…]

[Joey]: So… Manager told me that I need to w-work with you… Oh, I need to say the thing, Um… Commencing Insight work.

[Weaknesses Analyzed, Wearing E.G.O of Subject T-01-118-W, Weak to Pale Damage. Weapon deals Red Damage, Starting Adapting Armor Protocol … Reactivating Analysis Protocol…]

[Joey]: So… I see how you were built to, As you c-call it “Eliminating” us… Can you, S-Speak about it?

[Mental Fortitude of H-152 classified as “Fragile.” Fear Tactics reasonable to proceed with…]

[D-05-146-W]: Sanity of H-152 below 50%. Calculating… Calculating…

[Joey]: Wait, Am I H-152, I thought I was the one giving code names…

[D-05-146-W]: Overall Analysis complete… H-152 classified as “Mentally Unstable”… Likely cause: Indecisiveness…

[Joey]: Um… What caused you to gather that up about me?

[D-05-146-W]: Stuttering, Constantly Shaking and seeking orders from H-26, Leads to instability.

[Joey]: …Yes Manger, It looks like it is doing that now, Shifting around its plates. Should I process the Contentment procedure?

[Adapting Armor Protocol Complete, Red resistance at 75%…]

[Joey]: Take this, This should give you something to think about.

[H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of F-01-26-Z, Deals Black Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…]

[Notice, H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of T-01-118-W, Deals Red Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…]

[Joey]: …Everything is going as planned Manger, It is starting to use up its power.

[WARNING, WARNING: Running Low on Charge, Automatically activating recharge protocol… Shutting Down]

|Apex Work Log, End'|

"; + info = "

Subject D-05-146-W or Apex Predator is built to appear as a 13 ft tall humanoid robot with a dark yellow and gray color scheme. Its head doesn’t have anything that could be described as “Eyes,” insead it has a single horizontal red line though the middle of its head.

|Excerpt from Counseling Records|

It was a quiet break, |Redacted| was just resting along the bench, Both a bit tired from having to take care of T-02-14-T. We were chatting about what we were planning to do after we finished our work today. He said something about going to a new restaurant that was in town, A poor dream that he would never be able to reach.

Then we both heard a slight scratching of metal around us. Slowly growing louder and louder. We both stepped away from each other, Not knowing where to go.

I searched for some clues to what was causing such a sound. During my last 2 weeks here I could not remember what could have caused this. Then it happened, The quick slice blazed through the air. |Redacted| didn’t even have a chance to look at it as it ripped open his chest from behind him.

And the thing is, He didn’t die right away… That beast, It lifted him and brought him to its face. |Redacted| tried his best to move out of its grip, But had no more strength left after losing his lower half. All I could do is run for my life, Not looking back while hearing |Redacted| calling my name before one more crunch coming from his head. Bits of |Redacted|’s bones and blood sprayed in front of me as I shouted for help…

There was nothing that I could do, Poor |Redacted|… I just left him behind while he got butchered… To think I should call myself the “Hero” for being able to shut down the info department, is pure disgusting…

Once them Rabbits took that thing out… I walked across the bloody hallways, To think that I forced all of those clerks and agents to fight- No, To be hunted by that beast turns me off. Was there anything that I could do? No, But at the very least… I live to be eliminated another day…

|Counseling Record Excerpt End|

|Apex Work Log|

Systems Rebooting… Reactivating Base Protocols in 3… 2… 1…

Joey: Eek! It’s awake!

Unknown Humanoid: Scanning Data Banks for references… Not found. Cataloging New Humanoid under ID H-152

Joey: Um… Manger? What should I do now?

Recording Voice of H-152… Recording Complete. Analyzing Weaknesses…

Joey: So… Manager told me that I need to w-work with you… Oh, I need to say the thing, Um… Commencing Insight work.

Weaknesses Analyzed, Wearing E.G.O of Subject T-01-118-W, Weak to Pale Damage. Weapon deals Red Damage, Starting Adapting Armor Protocol … Reactivating Analysis Protocol…

Joey: So… I see how you were built to, As you c-call it “Eliminating” us… Can you, S-Speak about it?

Mental Fortitude of H-152 classified as “Fragile.” Fear Tactics reasonable to proceed with…

D-05-146-W: Sanity of H-152 below 50%. Calculating… Calculating…

Joey: Wait, Am I H-152, I thought I was the one giving code names…

D-05-146-W: Overall Analysis complete… H-152 classified as “Mentally Unstable”… Likely cause: Indecisiveness…

Joey: Um… What caused you to gather that up about me?

D-05-146-W: Stuttering, Constantly Shaking and seeking orders from H-26, Leads to instability.

Joey: …Yes Manger, It looks like it is doing that now, Shifting around its plates. Should I process the Contentment procedure?

Adapting Armor Protocol Complete, Red resistance at 75%…

Joey: Take this, This should give you something to think about.

H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of F-01-26-Z, Deals Black Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…

Notice, H-152 is equipped with a new E.G.O weapon… Opening Database… E.G.O of T-01-118-W, Deals Red Damage… Reactivating Adapting Armor Protocol…

Joey: …Everything is going as planned Manger, It is starting to use up its power.

WARNING, WARNING: Running Low on Charge, Automatically activating recharge protocol… Shutting Down

|Apex Work Log, End|

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Subject O-04-120-T or Timmy appears to be a generic oblong stone, 13 inches wide(measured across the longer width; 9 inches across the shorter width) and 7 inches tall. The stone appears to be made of granite, it weighs approximately 20 pounds.

|Excerpt from Counseling Log #4-59|

['Note: This document is set to deletion within the next few days due to violating our policies around abnormalities.']

Dr. Eberwin: Pleasure to meet you Agent Roy, I heard that you wished to speak with a counselor regarding O-04-120-T?

Roy: Now come on now Doc, Don’t you think it is a bit more appropriate to call him by the name that he wishes to be called. Unlike most abnos around here, He is one of the few ones who does deserve some respect around here. But yes, I did want to report something about Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: As you say so, Timmy was his preferred name right? What caused you to wish to speak up about him? After all, He has not been reported to really be doing anything.

Roy: Yep, It was during that last incident I had to handle. When that, Um… Miner pal broke out? Yep, him. When I came down to suppress him I noticed how Timmy was also in the same room where the Miner was wreaking havoc. This eventually led to the Miner losing all focus on the humans to just attack Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: Indeed that was a useful moment when we got to use Timmy’s abilities. But what caught your eye during this moment?

Roy: The thing that I was leading too, While he was being attacked by the Miner he still kept up the innocent simple as usual. However, Near the end of the suppression, I swear to the wings but I could see a tear come down from his eye.

Dr. Eberwin: Really now, Are you suggesting that he felt but about being beaten up. Like that would be a surprise.

Roy: No, It was not that. It was almost like, He felt sorry. Sorry for something that I don’t understand. Do you think you can take a closer inspection on him in the upcoming days? Feel like we would need to just make sure everything around him is safe…

Dr. Eberwin: Really, that is all you have to say?

Roy: Yep, That is all.

Dr. Eberwin: Okay, This request might be looked into further.

Roy: Good to hear that we might know a bit more about this little Timmy…

|End of Excerpt|

|Old Note|

I’ve always dreamed of being like those heroes told in legends and comics. Being able to protect the people they care about and save the day.

It seemed to be an aspiration out of my reach. A distant dream whilst I lie here on my earthen bed.

I’m just a rock after all

I’ve seen slaughters in front of me. Yet I can’t save any of them. I can’t stop such an occurrence.

After all, I’m just a rock

Centuries have passed, civilizations have fallen, Forests have blackened, and yet I remain here. Unchanging as time erodes everything else in this world.

This might be my last chance to save the day. To be like those heroes. I must do something before I crumble to dust like everything else I’ve seen.

If I can save one person from dying, I could go to rest easily. Being a shield while they can run away from the bad guys is all I need to make my life fulfilled.

Remember though, I’m just a rock, don’t expect much

"; + info = "

Subject O-04-120-T or Timmy appears to be a generic oblong stone, 13 inches wide(measured across the longer width; 9 inches across the shorter width) and 7 inches tall. The stone appears to be made of granite, it weighs approximately 20 pounds.

|Excerpt from Counseling Log #4-59|

Note: This document is set to deletion within the next few days due to violating our policies around abnormalities.

Dr. Eberwin: Pleasure to meet you Agent Roy, I heard that you wished to speak with a counselor regarding O-04-120-T?

Roy: Now come on now Doc, Don’t you think it is a bit more appropriate to call him by the name that he wishes to be called. Unlike most abnos around here, He is one of the few ones who does deserve some respect around here. But yes, I did want to report something about Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: As you say so, Timmy was his preferred name right? What caused you to wish to speak up about him? After all, He has not been reported to really be doing anything.

Roy: Yep, It was during that last incident I had to handle. When that, Um… Miner pal broke out? Yep, him. When I came down to suppress him I noticed how Timmy was also in the same room where the Miner was wreaking havoc. This eventually led to the Miner losing all focus on the humans to just attack Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: Indeed that was a useful moment when we got to use Timmy’s abilities. But what caught your eye during this moment?

Roy: The thing that I was leading too, While he was being attacked by the Miner he still kept up the innocent simple as usual. However, Near the end of the suppression, I swear to the wings but I could see a tear come down from his eye.

Dr. Eberwin: Really now, Are you suggesting that he felt but about being beaten up. Like that would be a surprise.

Roy: No, It was not that. It was almost like, He felt sorry. Sorry for something that I don’t understand. Do you think you can take a closer inspection on him in the upcoming days? Feel like we would need to just make sure everything around him is safe…

Dr. Eberwin: Really, that is all you have to say?

Roy: Yep, That is all.

Dr. Eberwin: Okay, This request might be looked into further.

Roy: Good to hear that we might know a bit more about this little Timmy…

|End of Excerpt|

|Old Note|

I’ve always dreamed of being like those heroes told in legends and comics. Being able to protect the people they care about and save the day.

It seemed to be an aspiration out of my reach. A distant dream whilst I lie here on my earthen bed.

I’m just a rock after all

I’ve seen slaughters in front of me. Yet I can’t save any of them. I can’t stop such an occurrence.

After all, I’m just a rock

Centuries have passed, civilizations have fallen, Forests have blackened, and yet I remain here. Unchanging as time erodes everything else in this world.

This might be my last chance to save the day. To be like those heroes. I must do something before I crumble to dust like everything else I’ve seen.

If I can save one person from dying, I could go to rest easily. Being a shield while they can run away from the bad guys is all I need to make my life fulfilled.

Remember though, I’m just a rock, don’t expect much

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Subject F-01-26-Z or Fallen Amurdad appears like a mound of dirt heavily covered by vines, flowers and other vegetation. On closer inspection it was found that there was a bleeding humanoid body hidden underneath the dirt.

The continent unit that we are currently using to hold F-01-26-Z has been reported to slowly forming cracks as long as we have been holding F-01-26-Z. However, It does not seem like this is causing any negative effects to the facility as a whole. It is also noted that F-01-26-Z has been easier to work with then more time has passed which is another reason as it is not recommended to fix the walls in F-01-26-Z’s continent unit.

It is seen how F-01-26-Z eventually starts moving to one of the cracks in the wall. Then they place one of their vines into the crack.

['F-01-26-Z']: Where are you now, ? The pulses of your beating soul are dimmed… Did your form become skinned?

4 minutes and 26 seconds pass before F-01-26-Z moves once more, This time it was appearing to be placing down more of its vines into the crack.

['F-01-26-Z']: Another one has fallen once more… Another that shall not be cared for…

After 2 minutes and 4 seconds, F-01-26-Z pulls out ‘s body out of the crack in the wall. It appears that was missing their head upon being pulled in.

['F-01-26-Z']: Poor little light, Your soul was pure and white… Yet when you broke your heart, Your soul grew tart… You had the moment to atone, But you were thrown prone…

Around this time, The Contentment unit was starting to gather more and more purple and yellow petals which were starting to fly out of the cracks in the walls. All of the petals seem to be hovering around F-01-26-Z and , Slowly covering them both.

['F-01-26-Z']: Nonetheless, All deserve a chance to cleanse the rotting soul of one’s own form… Yet to grow from their ruined core, One will need to shelter from one’s storm… , May you rest for all…

For a brief moment before both of them are fully covered, ’s body begins to sink into the ground. After this the Camera also becomes fully covered by the petals.

After this event, A single new yellow flower appeared in one of the cracks in the walls. A dim yellow light emitted from it. The facility also could not find ’s body anywhere in the facility.

"; + info = "

Subject F-01-26-Z or Fallen Amurdad appears like a mound of dirt heavily covered by vines, flowers and other vegetation. On closer inspection it was found that there was a bleeding humanoid body hidden underneath the dirt.

The continent unit that we are currently using to hold F-01-26-Z has been reported to slowly forming cracks as long as we have been holding F-01-26-Z. However, It does not seem like this is causing any negative effects to the facility as a whole. It is also noted that F-01-26-Z has been easier to work with then more time has passed which is another reason as it is not recommended to fix the walls in F-01-26-Z’s continent unit.

It is seen how F-01-26-Z eventually starts moving to one of the cracks in the wall. Then they place one of their vines into the crack.

'F-01-26-Z': Where are you now, ? The pulses of your beating soul are dimmed… Did your form become skinned?

4 minutes and 26 seconds pass before F-01-26-Z moves once more, This time it was appearing to be placing down more of its vines into the crack.

'F-01-26-Z': Another one has fallen once more… Another that shall not be cared for…

After 2 minutes and 4 seconds, F-01-26-Z pulls out ‘s body out of the crack in the wall. It appears that was missing their head upon being pulled in.

'F-01-26-Z': Poor little light, Your soul was pure and white… Yet when you broke your heart, Your soul grew tart… You had the moment to atone, But you were thrown prone…

Around this time, The Contentment unit was starting to gather more and more purple and yellow petals which were starting to fly out of the cracks in the walls. All of the petals seem to be hovering around F-01-26-Z and , Slowly covering them both.

'F-01-26-Z': Nonetheless, All deserve a chance to cleanse the rotting soul of one’s own form… Yet to grow from their ruined core, One will need to shelter from one’s storm… , May you rest for all…

For a brief moment before both of them are fully covered, ’s body begins to sink into the ground. After this the Camera also becomes fully covered by the petals.

After this event, A single new yellow flower appeared in one of the cracks in the walls. A dim yellow light emitted from it. The facility also could not find ’s body anywhere in the facility.

"; name = "F-01-26-Z Info" }, /obj/item/paper{ - info = "

Subject F-01-26-Z or Fallen Amurdad appears like a mound of dirt heavily covered by vines, flowers and other vegetation. On closer inspection it was found that there was a bleeding humanoid body hidden underneath the dirt.

The continent unit that we are currently using to hold F-01-26-Z has been reported to slowly forming cracks as long as we have been holding F-01-26-Z. However, It does not seem like this is causing any negative effects to the facility as a whole. It is also noted that F-01-26-Z has been easier to work with then more time has passed which is another reason as it is not recommended to fix the walls in F-01-26-Z’s continent unit.

It is seen how F-01-26-Z eventually starts moving to one of the cracks in the wall. Then they place one of their vines into the crack.

['F-01-26-Z']: Where are you now, ? The pulses of your beating soul are dimmed… Did your form become skinned?

4 minutes and 26 seconds pass before F-01-26-Z moves once more, This time it was appearing to be placing down more of its vines into the crack.

['F-01-26-Z']: Another one has fallen once more… Another that shall not be cared for…

After 2 minutes and 4 seconds, F-01-26-Z pulls out ‘s body out of the crack in the wall. It appears that was missing their head upon being pulled in.

['F-01-26-Z']: Poor little light, Your soul was pure and white… Yet when you broke your heart, Your soul grew tart… You had the moment to atone, But you were thrown prone…

Around this time, The Contentment unit was starting to gather more and more purple and yellow petals which were starting to fly out of the cracks in the walls. All of the petals seem to be hovering around F-01-26-Z and , Slowly covering them both.

['F-01-26-Z']: Nonetheless, All deserve a chance to cleanse the rotting soul of one’s own form… Yet to grow from their ruined core, One will need to shelter from one’s storm… , May you rest for all…

For a brief moment before both of them are fully covered, ’s body begins to sink into the ground. After this the Camera also becomes fully covered by the petals.

After this event, A single new yellow flower appeared in one of the cracks in the walls. A dim yellow light emitted from it. The facility also could not find ’s body anywhere in the facility.

"; + info = "

Subject F-01-26-Z or Fallen Amurdad appears like a mound of dirt heavily covered by vines, flowers and other vegetation. On closer inspection it was found that there was a bleeding humanoid body hidden underneath the dirt.

The continent unit that we are currently using to hold F-01-26-Z has been reported to slowly forming cracks as long as we have been holding F-01-26-Z. However, It does not seem like this is causing any negative effects to the facility as a whole. It is also noted that F-01-26-Z has been easier to work with then more time has passed which is another reason as it is not recommended to fix the walls in F-01-26-Z’s continent unit.

It is seen how F-01-26-Z eventually starts moving to one of the cracks in the wall. Then they place one of their vines into the crack.

F-01-26-Z: Where are you now, ? The pulses of your beating soul are dimmed… Did your form become skinned?

4 minutes and 26 seconds pass before F-01-26-Z moves once more, This time it was appearing to be placing down more of its vines into the crack.

F-01-26-Z: Another one has fallen once more… Another that shall not be cared for…

After 2 minutes and 4 seconds, F-01-26-Z pulls out ‘s body out of the crack in the wall. It appears that was missing their head upon being pulled in.

F-01-26-Z: Poor little light, Your soul was pure and white… Yet when you broke your heart, Your soul grew tart… You had the moment to atone, But you were thrown prone…

Around this time, The Contentment unit was starting to gather more and more purple and yellow petals which were starting to fly out of the cracks in the walls. All of the petals seem to be hovering around F-01-26-Z and , Slowly covering them both.

F-01-26-Z: Nonetheless, All deserve a chance to cleanse the rotting soul of one’s own form… Yet to grow from their ruined core, One will need to shelter from one’s storm… , May you rest for all…

For a brief moment before both of them are fully covered, ’s body begins to sink into the ground. After this the Camera also becomes fully covered by the petals.

After this event, A single new yellow flower appeared in one of the cracks in the walls. A dim yellow light emitted from it. The facility also could not find ’s body anywhere in the facility.

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Subject F-02-10-H or Jangsan Tiger appear as a 8 ft beast with heavy white fur covering their whole body. They also wear a uncharacteristically small black top hat. While conversing with the abnormality, It constantly kept a simple smile.

However, Agents who were classified as level 3 or higher seemed to “Scare” F-02-10-H and had much better results while working with it.

['Warning']: After the events of the |Birthday| incident it is now recommended for high level Agents to avoid interacting with F-02-10-H while with it as to avoid a repetition of the incident.

Redacted: Alright now you stupid beast, Go and your usual standup routine of pretending to be friendly and then hiding in the corner.

(Quick and heavy footsteps are heard before a small whimper from the abnormality becomes noticeable.)

Redacted: Maybe I could finally catch up on eating my lunch today, Didn’t really help that I had to deal with Roy being a nuisance today.

(Skipping a minute of silence):

F-02-10-H: Why… Eating that…

Redacted: Hm, Actually speaking to me. Aren’t you normally silent during this part?

F-02-10-H: Not… Yours?

Redacted: What? Sorry but what do you mean, Your pesky little voice doesn’t really seem to be doing a good job at tricking me.

F-02-10-H: Food… For … He not eating?

Redacted: … Who told you name?! I never told you that!

F-02-10-H: Messages… Phone?

Redacted: What is this behavior… (Sounds of quickly flipping papers are heard.)

F-02-10-H: Poor little … Love, Dealt him death…

(Heavy and slow footsteps are heard from F-02-10-H)

Redacted: No, Step away! How did you learn all of this!

F-02-10-H: Faulty… Parent you are… Bringing his death to him…

Redacted: No… It was not my fault! How could I know that he wou-

F-02-10-H: Risk taken… Consequence, Delivered… Horrible, Horrible, Horrible Birthday for him…

F-02-10-H: Knew… Yet committed… Fault, Not avoided…

Growl is heard from F-02-10-H before a loud snap, After this the manager was alerted that Redacted is dead from losing their head and that F-02-10-H has breached.

The one good information learned from this encounter with F-02-10-H was its vulnerability to flames when Roy used an oil tank to blow up F-02-10-H. It is a good suggestion to keep a few Molotovs in the armory for now until we get better weapons.

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Subject F-02-10-H or Jangsan Tiger appear as a 8 ft beast with heavy white fur covering their whole body. They also wear a uncharacteristically small black top hat. While conversing with the abnormality, It constantly kept a simple smile.

However, Agents who were classified as level 3 or higher seemed to “Scare” F-02-10-H and had much better results while working with it.

Warning: After the events of the |Birthday| incident it is now recommended for high level Agents to avoid interacting with F-02-10-H while with it as to avoid a repetition of the incident.

Redacted: Alright now you stupid beast, Go and your usual standup routine of pretending to be friendly and then hiding in the corner.

(Quick and heavy footsteps are heard before a small whimper from the abnormality becomes noticeable.)

Redacted: Maybe I could finally catch up on eating my lunch today, Didn’t really help that I had to deal with Roy being a nuisance today.

(Skipping a minute of silence):

F-02-10-H: Why… Eating that…

Redacted: Hm, Actually speaking to me. Aren’t you normally silent during this part?

F-02-10-H: Not… Yours?

Redacted: What? Sorry but what do you mean, Your pesky little voice doesn’t really seem to be doing a good job at tricking me.

F-02-10-H: Food… For … He not eating?

Redacted: … Who told you name?! I never told you that!

F-02-10-H: Messages… Phone?

Redacted: What is this behavior… (Sounds of quickly flipping papers are heard.)

F-02-10-H: Poor little … Love, Dealt him death…

(Heavy and slow footsteps are heard from F-02-10-H)

Redacted: No, Step away! How did you learn all of this!

F-02-10-H: Faulty… Parent you are… Bringing his death to him…

Redacted: No… It was not my fault! How could I know that he wou-

F-02-10-H: Risk taken… Consequence, Delivered… Horrible, Horrible, Horrible Birthday for him…

F-02-10-H: Knew… Yet committed… Fault, Not avoided…

Growl is heard from F-02-10-H before a loud snap, After this the manager was alerted that Redacted is dead from losing their head and that F-02-10-H has breached.

The one good information learned from this encounter with F-02-10-H was its vulnerability to flames when Roy used an oil tank to blow up F-02-10-H. It is a good suggestion to keep a few Molotovs in the armory for now until we get better weapons.

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Subject C-03-140-W or I, Contract takes the appearance of a humanoid figure with a purple flame instead of a head. He often wears a standard green checkered suit and always carries around a locked briefcase.

One thing to keep in mind while working with this abnormality it wi-… Welcome Dear Fixers, I would happily come here and congratulate all of you myself, Yet I need to stay here for now. You managed to get past the beast and the cat, But the next challenge ahead will be much more deadly. You can’t fight this machine, Not directly. Never fight this foe head on without a plan, It will survive that. But worry not, The machines around here are very much still functional. Now my time is running out, you will have to excuse me as I now need to depart. Wish you luck, Dear Fixers… s of now, C-03-140-W should be avoided until we gather more information about them.

|Automatically Recorded Conversation in containment unit of C-03-140-W|

(Crumbing ceiling and a deep rumbling is heard during this whole recording.)

['C-03-140-W']: Well, Well, Well. You have finally arrived, Joey.

['Joey']: panting is heard Not… now… I need your help NOW!

['C-03-140-W']: Should have expected that you would be in a rush right about now, Give a small moment. I need to gather my documents.

['Joey']: WE GOT NO TIME! THE FACILITY IS NOW UNDERGOING THE BURIAL! THE MANGER IS DEAD AND APEX IS OUT! There… There is nothing that I can do…

['C-03-140-W']: …Yep, There it is. So dear Joey, You are seeking a way to get out of here?

['Joey']: YES! What is taking you so long to find something to get me out of here?!

['C-03-140-W']: You are normally much more patient, Always calmly waiting for your next orders… This must not be good, Right?

['Joey']: The Manger is dead! There is nothing here to guide me now… That is why I am asking you for help!

['C-03-140-W']: You know that my services never come for free, Right? And the path of salvation can’t be open to everyone…

['Joey']: What are you leading too?! I am willing to meet the price, As long as I am able to do it now!

['C-03-140-W']: 2 for one, 2 shall fall for one to rise…

['Joey']: Okay, That is easy… There should be 2 dead bodies right outside…

['C-03-140-W']: Roy and Marisa, Those are who you need to damn to this soon to be coffin…

['Joey']: Wait, Are they already out? How are they…

['C-03-140-W']: Are you willing to take this price? 2 of your dearest companions for a way out? However, Do you know what will happen if they are dropped off here? Yes?

['Joey']: Please… There must be another way… What about Gr-

['C-03-140-W']: Only them, I will ask you once more. Will you take this offer?

['Joey']: …Please, Forgive me…

(Sounds suddenly cut off as something falls on the recorder.)

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Subject C-03-140-W or I, Contract takes the appearance of a humanoid figure with a purple flame instead of a head. He often wears a standard green checkered suit and always carries around a locked briefcase.

One thing to keep in mind while working with this abnormality it wi-… Welcome Dear Fixers, I would happily come here and congratulate all of you myself, Yet I need to stay here for now. You managed to get past the beast and the cat, But the next challenge ahead will be much more deadly. You can’t fight this machine, Not directly. Never fight this foe head on without a plan, It will survive that. But worry not, The machines around here are very much still functional. Now my time is running out, you will have to excuse me as I now need to depart. Wish you luck, Dear Fixers… s of now, C-03-140-W should be avoided until we gather more information about them.

|Automatically Recorded Conversation in containment unit of C-03-140-W|

(Crumbing ceiling and a deep rumbling is heard during this whole recording.)

C-03-140-W: Well, Well, Well. You have finally arrived, Joey.

Joey: panting is heard Not… now… I need your help NOW!

C-03-140-W: Should have expected that you would be in a rush right about now, Give a small moment. I need to gather my documents.

Joey: WE GOT NO TIME! THE FACILITY IS NOW UNDERGOING THE BURIAL! THE MANGER IS DEAD AND APEX IS OUT! There… There is nothing that I can do…

C-03-140-W: …Yep, There it is. So dear Joey, You are seeking a way to get out of here?

Joey: YES! What is taking you so long to find something to get me out of here?!

C-03-140-W: You are normally much more patient, Always calmly waiting for your next orders… This must not be good, Right?

Joey: The Manger is dead! There is nothing here to guide me now… That is why I am asking you for help!

C-03-140-W: You know that my services never come for free, Right? And the path of salvation can’t be open to everyone…

Joey: What are you leading too?! I am willing to meet the price, As long as I am able to do it now!

C-03-140-W: 2 for one, 2 shall fall for one to rise…

Joey: Okay, That is easy… There should be 2 dead bodies right outside…

C-03-140-W: Roy and Marisa, Those are who you need to damn to this soon to be coffin…

Joey: Wait, Are they already out? How are they…

C-03-140-W: Are you willing to take this price? 2 of your dearest companions for a way out? However, Do you know what will happen if they are dropped off here? Yes?

Joey: Please… There must be another way… What about Gr-

C-03-140-W: Only them, I will ask you once more. Will you take this offer?

Joey: …Please, Forgive me…

(Sounds suddenly cut off as something falls on the recorder.)

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Subject O-04-120-T or Timmy appears to be a generic oblong stone, 13 inches wide(measured across the longer width; 9 inches across the shorter width) and 7 inches tall. The stone appears to be made of granite, it weighs approximately 20 pounds.

|Excerpt from Counseling Log #4-59|

['Note: This document is set to deletion within the next few days due to violating our policies around abnormalities.']

Dr. Eberwin: Pleasure to meet you Agent Roy, I heard that you wished to speak with a counselor regarding O-04-120-T?

Roy: Now come on now Doc, Don’t you think it is a bit more appropriate to call him by the name that he wishes to be called. Unlike most abnos around here, He is one of the few ones who does deserve some respect around here. But yes, I did want to report something about Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: As you say so, Timmy was his preferred name right? What caused you to wish to speak up about him? After all, He has not been reported to really be doing anything.

Roy: Yep, It was during that last incident I had to handle. When that, Um… Miner pal broke out? Yep, him. When I came down to suppress him I noticed how Timmy was also in the same room where the Miner was wreaking havoc. This eventually led to the Miner losing all focus on the humans to just attack Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: Indeed that was a useful moment when we got to use Timmy’s abilities. But what caught your eye during this moment?

Roy: The thing that I was leading too, While he was being attacked by the Miner he still kept up the innocent simple as usual. However, Near the end of the suppression, I swear to the wings but I could see a tear come down from his eye.

Dr. Eberwin: Really now, Are you suggesting that he felt but about being beaten up. Like that would be a surprise.

Roy: No, It was not that. It was almost like, He felt sorry. Sorry for something that I don’t understand. Do you think you can take a closer inspection on him in the upcoming days? Feel like we would need to just make sure everything around him is safe…

Dr. Eberwin: Really, that is all you have to say?

Roy: Yep, That is all.

Dr. Eberwin: Okay, This request might be looked into further.

Roy: Good to hear that we might know a bit more about this little Timmy…

|End of Excerpt|

|Old Note|

I’ve always dreamed of being like those heroes told in legends and comics. Being able to protect the people they care about and save the day.

It seemed to be an aspiration out of my reach. A distant dream whilst I lie here on my earthen bed.

I’m just a rock after all

I’ve seen slaughters in front of me. Yet I can’t save any of them. I can’t stop such an occurrence.

After all, I’m just a rock

Centuries have passed, civilizations have fallen, Forests have blackened, and yet I remain here. Unchanging as time erodes everything else in this world.

This might be my last chance to save the day. To be like those heroes. I must do something before I crumble to dust like everything else I’ve seen.

If I can save one person from dying, I could go to rest easily. Being a shield while they can run away from the bad guys is all I need to make my life fulfilled.

Remember though, I’m just a rock, don’t expect much

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Subject O-04-120-T or Timmy appears to be a generic oblong stone, 13 inches wide(measured across the longer width; 9 inches across the shorter width) and 7 inches tall. The stone appears to be made of granite, it weighs approximately 20 pounds.

|Excerpt from Counseling Log #4-59|

Note: This document is set to deletion within the next few days due to violating our policies around abnormalities.

Dr. Eberwin: Pleasure to meet you Agent Roy, I heard that you wished to speak with a counselor regarding O-04-120-T?

Roy: Now come on now Doc, Don’t you think it is a bit more appropriate to call him by the name that he wishes to be called. Unlike most abnos around here, He is one of the few ones who does deserve some respect around here. But yes, I did want to report something about Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: As you say so, Timmy was his preferred name right? What caused you to wish to speak up about him? After all, He has not been reported to really be doing anything.

Roy: Yep, It was during that last incident I had to handle. When that, Um… Miner pal broke out? Yep, him. When I came down to suppress him I noticed how Timmy was also in the same room where the Miner was wreaking havoc. This eventually led to the Miner losing all focus on the humans to just attack Timmy.

Dr. Eberwin: Indeed that was a useful moment when we got to use Timmy’s abilities. But what caught your eye during this moment?

Roy: The thing that I was leading too, While he was being attacked by the Miner he still kept up the innocent simple as usual. However, Near the end of the suppression, I swear to the wings but I could see a tear come down from his eye.

Dr. Eberwin: Really now, Are you suggesting that he felt but about being beaten up. Like that would be a surprise.

Roy: No, It was not that. It was almost like, He felt sorry. Sorry for something that I don’t understand. Do you think you can take a closer inspection on him in the upcoming days? Feel like we would need to just make sure everything around him is safe…

Dr. Eberwin: Really, that is all you have to say?

Roy: Yep, That is all.

Dr. Eberwin: Okay, This request might be looked into further.

Roy: Good to hear that we might know a bit more about this little Timmy…

|End of Excerpt|

|Old Note|

I’ve always dreamed of being like those heroes told in legends and comics. Being able to protect the people they care about and save the day.

It seemed to be an aspiration out of my reach. A distant dream whilst I lie here on my earthen bed.

I’m just a rock after all

I’ve seen slaughters in front of me. Yet I can’t save any of them. I can’t stop such an occurrence.

After all, I’m just a rock

Centuries have passed, civilizations have fallen, Forests have blackened, and yet I remain here. Unchanging as time erodes everything else in this world.

This might be my last chance to save the day. To be like those heroes. I must do something before I crumble to dust like everything else I’ve seen.

If I can save one person from dying, I could go to rest easily. Being a shield while they can run away from the bad guys is all I need to make my life fulfilled.

Remember though, I’m just a rock, don’t expect much

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