Characters: All characters in the previous thread, plus anyone new they want to invite to take a look, or anyone that stops by
Content: What's inside this external drive, anyway?
Location: Team Science headquarters
Time of day: Afternoon
Warnings: To be determined...
Notes: The conclusion of the Helicopter Plot: the characters that found the
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It was a weapons development program.
"Bill, I'll tell you something. I always thought that nuclear weapons were the worst people were going to come up with. Always thought that there'd be some wall of human decency stopping us, like poisoning the earth and blowing it up was the worst we'd allow ourselves to do. I guess in terms of scale, this'd be a step down, but...well, yeah. They're weaponizing people without their consent, and that black box is a remote control like we figured."
On top of that, there was the dim ache in the back of his mind that was asking about exactly how this DFT whatever they had worked, but that wasn't important at the moment.
Weapons. God.
Mac shook his head, his hand around his forehead as if to ward off a headache. There was no cure for it, however.
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...huh, now that was interesting. Pointing at the computer screen with a claw, "Take a look at the subjects listed as 'DRT Malfunction (Lost).' Everyone listed as such are people that have gone missing. And... there's a few listed as 'Present (Reclaimed).' That's got to mean something."
Zidane was one of them. Something about that name got the bozak thinking.
"...if I remember right, this Zidane went missing, and came back recently, saying he'd gone home." He went into the S folder, bringing up Slith's file.
It listed him as "Present."
Well, shit. That hope was dashed.
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He listened to Kang's theory and considered it.
"Hey yeah, that's weird that it would be inconsistent like that," he started and paused for a tiny moment to stare when he turned around to face Kang. He'd seen the draconian around before and talked to him on the network but it was still a little hard to get used to, having not talked much face to face. He composed himself again quickly enough, however, and went back to flipping through individual files.
"Hey, they've got you marked as a 'societal risk,' Mac, that's practically a badge of honor," he said with a smirk, but something else quickly caught his attention.
"Woah, I think I just found the first guy to be made into a monster. Herb Johnson," he pointed at the screen and kept searching for more. "And here's Andrew Basil, the most recent one," he continued searching.
"That's weird, I can't find another completed subject here. Maybe I just overlooked it," he finally said, disappointed.
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Of all the things to not have done in his life, detective had to be the one that mattered most at the moment.
Still, he liked challenge, and he wasn't exactly a newborn as far as this sort of cloak-and-dagger stuff went. Maybe he could figure something out. The puzzle in front of him had his attention for sure, such that he almost missed Bill's remark.
"Huh?" he blinked, cycling back to his photo. "...Hey, yeah! That's pretty cool, actually. Though..."
He paged back to Bill's photo, patting the real deal on the back. "Don't worry, Bill, I'm sure you can get 'em worried just as well."
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C'mon...
What about-
"...What about this DRT thing? Seems to be implying that there's some sort of upkeep required to keep us here. Whenever someone disappears, it notes 'em as 'lost' due to some kind of failure. If we can stop that, whatever field they have going might destabilize and we'll snap back to wherever we came from. Considerin' the bit in that report about wiping us out if they don't have one hundred Big Mommas around, we'd probably wanna get on that real quick."
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He did notice that there were no notes on his own file. Even with effectively being in command during the attack on Central Park, and his assistance on Roosevelt Island, he'd managed to stay off their radar. Raiel and Harry, though... and all of the healers, they were going to need extra protection.
"We'll have to make sure they can't just rebuild one and start their little project over again after we destroy it."
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"But what is the DRT thing? And where would it be? Any clues on that in here?" Bill asked.
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"First we've gotta find it, then we can decide how to stop 'em from making another one. Lemme think...there're those CFP folks who tried talkin' to us. They told us to search various places. Do we have a record of where they told us to search? Barring that, we could always poke around the subway tunnels again or somethin'."
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Bill had that creeping sensation that there was something else huge they should be able to figure out from these files if they just knew where to look or how to look at it, like Einstein finding completely new ways to think about energy and motion even though he was working with the same data everyone else had.
"Y'know, Theseus is still functional, we could send him somewhere," Bill thought out loud.
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What else was there to say?
"...This's insanity," he muttered under his breath, turning away to rub at his forehead.
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Wait. One of the reports...
"Take a look at this," the draconian pointed at the screen. "This is why CFP-TCI hasn't contacted us again."
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