Just faculty for now-

[electric_blt]

There's a new toaster in the breakroom! It appears to be a nice, shiny, vintage toaster in perfect working order. Sometimes, it moves location, or becomes unplugged. Could have been someone else who was in the breakroom, but when asked no one will admit to it. It does make good toast, though.

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[security_smile]

[Suspicious! What time is it? Why, time to set up a camera in the breakroom!]

[electric_blt]

[How thoughtful of you! Slloowwwly, Toaster's face peeks out to make sure everyone's gone. He's very good at hiding, you know. Unfortunately, he doesn't know about video cameras.

Toaster toddles over to the edge of the counter and hops down to the floor, examining what's in the cabinets with his little lever-arms. He puts everything back the way it was, though! He then proceeds to converse, apparently one-sided, with the coffee maker. If audio feed was set up, his is heard:]

Hello there! I'm Toaster, could you tell me where I am?

...

Ah, well, have you seen my Master? I haven't seen him in the longest time and-

Well that's ok-

But-

Hey! Slow down!

[security_smile]

[...Well how about that. Crisp starts taking notes furiously.]

[electric_blt]

[He appears to be trying to calm the coffee maker down, which has not moved at all.]

Please stop talking so fa-

Stop interrupting, it's-

.... I think I'm going to talk to someone else now.

[More toddling, and he starts talking to a digital clock.]

[security_smile]

["...appears to be capable of communication with other electronic (?) devices. Important: Implant microphone in device. Perhaps introduce new device? Air conditioner looking shabby anyway..."]

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[electric_blt]

[Toaster turns, as if someone called out to him, looking at the security camera.]

Oh, hello! I didn't see you up there.

...

What, right now?

...

I've never heard of something like that.

...

R-really?!

[There is a panicked look, then...]

[electric_blt]

[He suddenly looks just like a normal toaster.]

[security_smile]

[That previous sentence is crossed out. "...Due to SCP-2030-RP's theorized abilities of communication with fellow inanimate objects, this course may be inadvisable.

Possible methods:
- Personnel, pros; easy, simple, proper clearance, cons; unlikely to work given SCP-2030-RP's avoidance of staff
    - threats? cons; do toasters know fear? may damage future rapport
    - diplomacy? possibility
- If SCP-2008-RP proves pliable, inorganic appearance may provide common bond, cons; many properties of both as yet unknown, risky until future data gathered
    -provide SCP-2030 with communication device? cons; do not currently know parameters of influence over complex machines. Walking toaster hacking into data logs = v. v. undesirable outcome.

4:13 - Will attempt direct diplomatic approach."

This last sentence is written right outside the break room. Crisp enters directly afterwards, eyes locked on the toaster.]

[electric_blt]

[Still just a toaster. Nothing suspicious. Except that he's on the ground now. ... Oops.]

[security_smile]

You're not fooling anyone, 2030. Won't you speak up?

[electric_blt]

[He has no idea what '2030' is. He's also still just a toaster. Honest.]

[security_smile]

Come now! You don't want to be difficult, do you? If you keep on like this, then I'll need to starting making things difficult for you, and I'd just hate for that to happen, wouldn't you?

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[electric_blt]

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[electric_blt]

[He doesn't say anything, but his eyes do peek open. Barely.]