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1070829 No. 1070829 ID: 0fbdcd

The sequel to Decompressed: Nuke Ops. If you never read it, or just want a refresher, check it out here: https://questden.org/kusaba/questarch/res/981565.html

As before, I am not the artist or writer of this quest; I'm only archiving it from another medium and relaying commands from Questden to the artist.

All art and story credit go to Nine Hyperzine Tripping Engineers.

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:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Her body doesn't self-preserve off-station?
:Friz:: But, but, then, back on the station, it goes right back to self-preserving.
:Friz:: That's why she's here, that's why you have to be the one to study her, because--
:Friz:: Because it's the only place she can be studied! And she knew that!
:Friz:: She knew she'd be studied and she knew her body would be kept here!
:Friz:: And that she could take advantage of an anomaly that exists here, only here, on this one station!
:Friz:: And it's been right in front of me the entire time!



:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: So she died like that and got studied like this on purpose.
:Friz:: She had a plan! Maybe in a hundred more shifts, maybe in a dozen years, she'd pop back up at a perfect time.
:Friz:: I don't know! A rigged seal, a specific formulation of stasis! Could be anything.
:Friz:: It doesn't even matter now, because her plan got messed up! She set something in motion that she couldn't have predicted.
:Friz:: I'm going to tell you exactly what happened. Exactly who and what moved that corpse out of that morgue.
:Friz:: Exactly as experienced by the one Bloodletter witness whose testimony I haven't gotten.
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No. 1124416 ID: a4a832
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The station thought her anomaly had to be Bloodletter magic, her cult thought it was personal virtue and blessings, the Company thought they were clever enough to figure out it was Hiveist biology. What was the anomaly? We don't have the evidence yet to say. It's a key-shaped gap (and we all know how much those obstruct forward motion). But I've figured out at least one core part of it, (we'll get to that in a minute). I know now, without a doubt, that it means the world to me.

And I know it meant the world to the Company, because that's how he bargained his way off the station, later. How else would he just vanish, just leave, besides a high-value, unique thing to wipe his debt out in an instant? He's got to be the one that found it, the "anomaly" you were having to study. A staff assistant leaving the station meant an ultra-high-value item was in play, and in his hands, or at least his knowledge.

We don't need to know what it was. We only need to know all of the details of its effect.

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Because when he found it, he was :HeadSurgeon:'s right hand. The first one he would have given it to, at the time, was her. He shared it with her. And the minute he did, her "memory problems" started. Her need for an organizer, her need for someone to plan everything out. :Flinch: to keep her names and intentions in mind, :ConstructionEngineer: to keep her planned and built ritual sites.

:Dirt:: :ConstructionEngineer: gave us that list.

As if memory was the issue! When she "forgot" the planned rituals, the current state of the Bloodletter sect, she might as well have been right! It was factual! It was true, for her, true and real for just for the matter in her body alone. Her body, it was reverting! Reverting at the end of every shift, the start of the new one, to that beautiful, healthy, happy moment when he shared it with her. "Always so beautiful", when there's barely a minute to take care of yourself? "Well-fed" after a year of decay? It was like pulling up an old version of a file!

:Dirt:: Here, and here.

And that state-change, that re-instancing, it included her memory! It wasn't able to just reset her blood and her bones, it was resetting the connections and configurations of her neurons!
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And that was where the universal stasis comes in. "Channel weave" on her skull, I thought that meant something for prohibited metacommunication! But it also means the bed of something fluid moves through! She softened the anomaly up in her head, tested it by embedding the liquid in her body, in her skull. With one person to know her secret, she could research it across loops, orchestrate something to keep her memories. It only took a chemical miracle that I mistook for the anomaly itself. None of us realized, it was what was limiting the anomaly!

:Dirt:: The channel weave, and the universal stasis...
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It makes her practically immune to harm. Not obviously. Not clearly. The cult is enough of a problem that she can fly under the radar if she stays in the back row when fists are swinging. She could be a little hurt, she can get treated like normal, but she'll never die, she's a perpetual pillar.

And that doesn't stop :SecurityChief:.


:Dirt:: Some of her cultists eventually thought :SecurityChief: blasted her head off. But either she didn't, or she only beat her hard in a fight.

A powerhouse like her can still stall :HeadSurgeon: out. Her people are running themselves ragged to keep a Bloodletter sect alive, with a dozen tries at rituals that don't go anywhere when fights break out with security. And, if the Company finds out what she's doing, they'll tear every one of them apart to get at her secret. Her people, the ones she cares about. Because she sincerely cares for them. So she has to throw them off, the Company, the DVSD, everyone. She has to stop what she set in motion. But she can't. She can't make her sect abandon the truth. She's just iterating over and over.

Just because she remembers her iteration doesn't mean she can change it.

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She has her most loyal, most bloodied left hand undo what the right hand did. Store the outcome in a sealed container, the kind you'd use for a station intelligence, fill it up with universal stasis, hide it somewhere. The neck down? As far as the Company's concerned, it's trash from the cult. Process like any corpse.

Next shift, the anomaly works the sequence. Rewind the injection of toxic embalming fluids, then flash-back to state.


:Dirt:: The regular toxin purge we noted, indicating regeneration.

Fresh blood, fresh body, ready to live. Just one problem: the head is missing, the universal stasis stops the "re-load". Instantly, the body dies again. Cleanup crew realizes something's happening, the next shift, and they send it to Central. Then the study crew at Central realizes it isn't happening on the offshift anymore, it's not working anymore, and Central Command sends her back. Two shifts each!
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No. 1124421 ID: a4a832
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And my fourth witness? The one who could have broken the case wide open? The one who had all the key knowledge, the missing piece I have to reconstruct the silhouette of from pieces and traces? He exits the frame of reference! The minute the Company checks enough video records, he trades his secret and clears his debt.

:Dirt:: The Company can review all camera records on-station, but we can't, so they know who to target for the source of the revival anomaly, once it's known.

Can I even blame him? Would literally any of us not do that? Did he have any reason not to? Maybe he lost faith, maybe he never had it. Maybe :HeadSurgeon: told him to do it! But now he's gone. And the case, the case would be unsolvable.

Which is why what happened next was so stupid!

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No. 1124422 ID: a4a832
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One day, after you've settled in, they give you a job: Study the body. Figure out the mystery. Bring them a useful truth, something they can-- I don't know. Farm, for spare organs? But they don't tell you nearly enough. Do they? Otherwise you'd catch on. Some tiny chance you'd fulfill her plan, bring her back all the way in some advantage state. And you can't even tell :SecurityChief:! No, they'd rather just make you work in circles forever, alone, with incomplete data. Figure out the truth for them, but never hold it in your own hands, right?

:Dirt:: They kept the body's properties discovered off-station a trade secret. And her body was still fresh after a year.

I know what :Rogers: would say about this. Truth is, yeah, truth is just something they think you can manufacture in the Back on an assembly line, and hand up to the Front pristine, untouched! Canned and boiled and preserved and sanctified, not a trace of blood left!
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No. 1124423 ID: a4a832
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Now you're the one in the loop. Autopsy the same corpse, the same way, every day, over and over and over and over and over! Again, again, again, cut her open and find nothing worth the effort. But you have to because it's your job, even though the medbay's understaffed and anyone sane in your position would rather focus on helping the crew!

This next part, it's conjecture. Close to guessing. No detective that's good at their job would do this. But someone who cares about you would. Someone who cares about you would know what someone does when they're stuck in that!

Because now we have to answer the unspoken question: Why is there someone solving the mystery at all?

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No. 1124424 ID: a4a832
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At some point, you do the only thing that explains why you'd call in someone to investigate. Because if you believed the anomaly came from Hiveist bioengineering, you'd have just believed she grew a new head and walked out on her own. But you couldn't tell me why you didn't. You said to me: A Hiveist explanation will "match up with most of the data Central Command's got."

That stuck with me. It's still stuck with me.

This morgue is next door to the chapel. There's funerary facilities in a chapel.


:Dirt:: There's a simple one-door passage for privacy of the relevant rites.
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No. 1124426 ID: a4a832
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You stop me where I go wrong, if I do. We're deep in guessing and estimates.

Someone so focused but so frustrated, you'd rather take on more debt than spend another day on this horrible little problem going nowhere fast. At least you'd have the time to focus on living people who need medical aid. Even if it meant you never leave this station, you'd rather just do something, anything that helps people instead of this, every single day.

There's options to easily get rid of a body there in the chapel. But if my theory is right, if the patterns I saw in the way this all works are correct... The method you tried and failed to break the repetition with, the method that made a strong argument it wasn't "unholy cult blood magic", the method that accidentally proved beyond a doubt that it wasn't bioengineering in a way that the Company wouldn't have risked...

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You already tried cremating her. Ages and ages ago.
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And the next day, there she was. Like you hadn't done anything at all. You tried to smash the cycle apart, and all you saw was how little it seemed like that mattered.

You could have just believed the Hiveist hypothesis. Why else would you want a detective involved at all? Why would you be looking this deep for answers? Why, if you hadn't seen it first-hand, that awful "beautiful" thing restored from nothing but ash by the start of the next shift?

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:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...I...
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Hhh... I just-- I didn't mean to--
:Friz:: I'm conjecturing. I'm guessing. Okay? That's all I did.
:Friz:: Don't under any circumstances even start confessing anything that could even remotely be prosecuted as 'destruction of Company property' if the Company suddenly starts caring about things for some reason.
:Friz:: I don't want anything to happen to you. To anyone. Nobody deserves to be punished for all this.



:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: That-- but--
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: But even if that happened-- Even-- Even assuming that could have happened.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: There's still-- you-- there's a huge--
:Friz:: Calm. Deep breaths. You're not at risk and there's plenty of time left to speak.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer::
:ChiefMedicalOfficer::
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...There's still a huge problem with this explanation.
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:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: They wrote mystery books about you, didn't they?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You're talking about the 'silhouette' of something.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Something-shaped-gap in the story that you're solving for, backwards.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: This is the equivalent of, I don't know, introducing a magical cursed orb that does precisely everything you need to call the mystery solved.
:Friz:: Not exactly.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You said yourself, this is conjecture.
:Friz:: I said my theories about what you did were guesses. I didn't say that this anomaly isn't something more than conjecture.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: What? We've never seen anything like that theory before. 'Restoring from state'.



:Friz:: You have.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: What?
:Friz:: You have.
:Friz:: You've seen it nine times.
:Friz:: You just don't remember.



:Dirt:: Are you sure?
:Savvy:: Beyond a doubt.
:Dirt: ...Here.



:Friz:: Any second now, you're going to get the call.
:Friz:: The one about :SecurityChief:.
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:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...
:Friz:: Her remote medical monitor says it's really bad.
:Friz:: Not as bad as it gets in a second.
:Friz:: It's signs of combat, probably against someone with exotic contraband.
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No. 1124433 ID: a4a832
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:Dirt:: This sucks, boss.
:Savvy:: It's the only way we make a convincing case.
:Dirt:: Fine.



:Friz:: By the time you're done relaying it to :Paramedic:, she's getting into critical condition.
:Friz:: He asks for the wound types. Then, whatever he's doing, he drops and runs.
:Friz:: He'll get there fast and gets back fast. She'll be here soon.
:Friz:: :Coroner: is the only other staffer on-hand. You have her prep the OR and the medical cryonics.
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No. 1124434 ID: a4a832
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:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: :Paramedic:, alert on the monitor. :SecurityChief:.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Heavy bruises or cuts, some burn, some toxic.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Some uncategorized, likely exotics. Combat situation.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Rising O2-loss, now. Probably critical condition.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Understood.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: :Coroner:, prep OR and the cryo intensives.
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No. 1124435 ID: a4a832
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:Dirt:: I don't like doing this.



:Friz:: He'll get her here, but she won't be stable.
:Friz:: You'll have to treat her immediately. Straight to the OR, top priority.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: This can't be real. You're--
:Friz:: But something happens after she gets to your table.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You're guessing, or trying to--
:Friz:: Every loop you do your best to save her, but--
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Stop. Stop.



:Grit:: Heart racing. Breathing Heavy.
:Moxie:: He's driven enough that he won't accept that part.
:Dirt:: We shouldn't hurt him.
:Savvy:: ...He needs to know the next part, or he won't believe this.
:Moxie:: He knows what you're implying and why you're here.



:Friz:: Okay. I'm sorry.
:Friz:: I'll let you focus for this next part.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer::
:Friz:: Do you want me to wait out here, or outside the OR?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...Come into medbay. And wait outside the OR.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: We'll finish your explanation there.
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:Rogers:: So, she's alive again.
:Friz:: Yeah. Reloaded from the saved state
:Friz:: You know how House Mortil are, so I guess she was "actually never dead", otherwise they'd...
:Rogers:: I get it. Couple details I didn't exactly follow.
:Rogers:: Where is she now?
:Friz:: You know the map we got, of the sites, from :ConstructionEngineer:?
:Rogers:: Mm.
:Friz:: For her, the subjectively latest site :ConstructionEngineer: made. For us, the one made right before her "memory problems" start, the one she used after.
:Friz:: Since that's the one she planned to use at the time.
:Rogers:: That one's over near R&D maintenance.
:Friz:: Right. She'll be finishing it up there soon.



:Rogers:: What re-started her looping?
:Friz:: I think whatever is looping everything now just... overloaded the universal stasis. Restored her loop.
:Rogers:: More weight to hit her looping with, zipped her head out the case. Alright.
:Rogers:: What about how she got out of the morgue tray?
:Friz:: Right. I was wondering about that too (it didn't look like she kicked it open).
:Friz:: That's why I asked if :ChiefMedicalOfficer: had cremated her, as opposed to burial-at-sea out the chapel mass driver.
:Friz:: I think the way it works is, it moves obstructions to the matter, then averages the position.
:Friz:: So, just, it flashed all the embalming fluid out of her way harder than normal.
:Friz:: Then it, uh, I guess her body's averaged position intersected the door, so it...
:Rogers:: Got smashed open to make room for her. Makes sense.
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🔊: Ansibite crystal delamination imminent !
🔊: Begins in thirty seconds !
🔊: Twenty-nine !
🔊: Twenty-eight !

:Dirt:: It's the usual.
:Moxie:: We'll brace like we always do.
:Savvy:: I really hate this part.
:Grit:: It will do nothing good for the treatment. Or for its patient.

🔊: Twen--
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:Computer:: Attention crew. There's been a major breach in engineering. Don't enter the area under any circumstances. Administration has elevated the station to blue alert.
:Computer:: All the SMES-type relay power cells...



:Friz:: He's done with the operation.
:Friz:: And now she's...
:Rogers:: Close the case, kid.
:Friz:: I know.
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1124442

That sound again. That horrible ripping noise. Fabric tearing.



:Computer:: Additional compounded crisis event... An illegal imaginary space incursion is in progress...
:Dirt:: You remember the rest.



:Friz:: :SecurityChief:'s gone again.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: She's gone. Like you were saying.
:Friz:: What happened?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: She's so strong, she should have lived through that easily.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: But she just... gave up.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Like she succumbed to her wounds deliberately.

:Friz:: I know where she is. :HeadSurgeon:. She's at the subjectively-most-recent site. R&D Maintenance.
:Friz:: But that doesn't matter now.
:Friz:: I've lived through work shift B-4381 ten times now.
:Friz:: And I've failed to solve it every single time.
:Friz:: You're better, though. You don't lose patients. Except right at the end of this...
:Friz:: Time loop.
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His teeth grit behind the surgeon's mask, and another kind of grit forms behind another kind of surgeon's mask. There's a treatment plan taking the wheel. No time in an emergency room for a doctor's despair. Station hits red alert, and so does this man.

:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: I've lost a patient before.
:Friz:: What? I thought your record--
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: No. A perfect record is an amateur's record.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: When I was a beginner, better doctors saved my patients at followups.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: And I'm here, on this station, in your "loop", because a patient of mine died.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: A fresh amateur who's solved one hundred percent of ten problems is nothing.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Depend on an expert who's solved most of a thousand problems.
:Friz:: Where are you going with this?



:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: We're looping. The whole station.
:Friz:: Yeah. I'm trying to stop it, but...
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: I'll help you. And you'll make sure :SecurityChief: lives.
:Friz:: But you're not going to remember this. Nobody ever remembers it (besides :Chaplain: and he can't help much).
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You're right. I won't.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: There's a way around that.
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:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: There's something you'd only know, if you were looping time like this.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: And if I trust you. Because you solved my case.
:Friz:: So it's something I can use something as a sort of password?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Yeah. Find me next loop.



:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: When you do, tell me you want ":HeadSurgeon:'s old version 1.21 Company psychoparadigm reader, with the--"
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Are you getting this? Are you remembering it? We don't have much time.
:Friz:: Huh? But how do I--
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Repeat back to me. "Psychoparadigm reader v1.21 with cerebral VV and remote C-Key link, kept in my kit."
:Friz:: But--
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You have to remember it. Don't mess around.
:Friz:: I'll remember! Psychoparadigm reader 1.21, VV-op, C-key link, but--
:Friz:: How will you know to trust me?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Because you'll know...

He doesn't know I'm listening. If he knew a man like me was even thinking about being near, guarantee he wouldn't break Mitadake Protocol like he does now. When they take the collateral, they take it everywhere, to stop a man like me from doing what a man like me does. He'd be right to prefer dying to trusting.

Sometimes you're better off dead. Guess I'm your best show of that being true.

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:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You'll know my debt collateral. Only thing nobody else knows now.
:Friz:: ...!

He takes the last full breath he'll get before the Tressels kick in. And a man like that, he uses it to endure. He tells you something important, kid. So listen close.

:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: My name is...

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No. 1124450 ID: a4a832
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He gives you his real name.

Case closed.

Now, let's go remember it the right way.

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:Computer:: Good morning, Debtors.
:Computer:: The current time is zero degrees LLO, marking the beginning of work shift B-4381.
:Computer:: The station's status is currently at green alert, on-track to meet quotas.
:Computer:: You're now allowed to begin payable labor, and you need to be at your workstations, if applicable.
:Computer:: As always, remember: All wireless personal medical monitors must be worn and fully active.

You hit your feet again. Somehow, coming out of that dark, into this rain-drenched sunrise, you've got a fire in you this time. The kind a man like me doesn't expect on a day like this, no matter how many times we go around it.
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:Friz:: Finally!
:Rogers:: Huh? Kid, you got so heavy there, I--
:Friz:: No. No! I didn't get heavy, I got traction!
:Friz:: There was forward movement! I got a grip!
:Friz:: A case made sense! With a denouement, and everything!

"Like the good old days!" I can hear your heart say. It's what we settle for, when we get this age. When we become adults. But I can't help agreeing a little. You were back in your element.

:Friz:: One handhold is infinitely better than nothing.
:Rogers:: How's that?
:Friz:: One person affected the loop phenomenon before.
:Friz:: Another person made plans to, now (and they just might work).
:Rogers:: Mmm... You know, I can imagine it.
:Rogers:: Just gotta see it instead.
:Rogers:: Let's see the doc.
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No. 1124453 ID: d30887

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You okay okay okay okay there kidddd?
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No. 1124454 ID: a4a832
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>:Savvy:: Commune. Where do we go from here?

:Savvy:: While we're on the way there, let's figure out where we go after that.
:Savvy:: :Moxie:, bring up our motivators.
:Moxie:: You mean, which case next?
:Moxie:: I guess we should carry our momentum, yeah.
:Grit:: One of four down.
:Dirt:: Right you are, chief. But, three more to get through.
:Savvy:: We'll head to the next one after we see :ChiefMedicalOfficer:.



:Grit:: I am satisfied. :ChiefMedicalOfficer:'s case has given me what I want to know.
:Savvy:: I think we should look into :EngineeringSupervisor:'s thefts. Especially now that we know physical things might be in play for the loop.
:Dirt:: Remember, boss, we were partway through :SecurityChief:'s traitor case. We should get back to that before we let it get cold.
:Moxie:: I feel like :ResearchDirector:'s quota situation might be better. It's a failure-to-achieve, which is easier, and we might get the anomaly studied.

You've got a lot on your mind. Problem's not going anywhere fast, kid, think it out while you head over to the doc.
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>:Savvy::Dirt::Moxie::Grit:: Cola. Or water.

It's like a whole crowd of your impulses all kicked in again, all at once. Been a while since I saw you hydrate, even with some of the sugary crap. Only people with hope have the kind of sense to take good care of themselves on impulse. The rest need someone else to push them. You do too.

But just for a minute, you don't need that right now.

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>:Friz:: With a pep-to-your-step, go see :ChiefMedicalOfficer: and crack this baby wide open.
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>:Dirt:: Get ready to info blast :ChiefMedicalOfficer:.

What's your approach now, detective? Whole monologue again?

:Savvy:: Ready?
:Dirt:: I've shortened up the memory-prompts as much as I can.
:Savvy:: Should make sure we're re-aligned quick.

:Friz:: :ChiefMedicalOfficer:! Hey.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Detective. Are you here about the body?
:Friz:: Yeah. She restores-from-state rather than using magic or bioengineering.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: She--
:Friz:: Her body was doing it already, but the anomaly started accessing her head again.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: That--
:Friz:: :HeadSurgeon: got up normally with a wiped memory and left the morgue, she's in R&D maintenance now.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: How--?! That explains-- Wait, that explains everything, how her body came back after--!!
:Friz:: Hold on! Hold on, there's something else about that we need to talk about.
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:Friz:: Very complicated request to follow-up on the case--
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Hm.
:Friz:: --But quick, won't block medbay work for more than a few minutes.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Alright.
:Friz:: I need :HeadSurgeon:'s version 1.21 Company psychoparadigm reader, I need the "C-key" functions? Or the "vee-vee" functions?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: That's, uh, no, that's not here. And it's restricted.
:Friz:: Ah, really, it's fine, you said to ask for it, you said it's in your kit.
:Friz:: You don't remember telling me to ask, and you knew you wouldn't remember it (for some complicated reasons).
:Friz:: So you gave me proof.

Smart. Don't get into the weeds. "Time loop" is complicated. "You don't remember" is a good bare minimum.
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>:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Become more awake than coffee could ever achieve.

:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Uh. Wild story, detective. The proof is...?
:Friz:: You gave me a way to know to trust me.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Uh-huh?

You lean in and whisper a name.


:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: ...
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Come through, back here.
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:Friz:: Wait, so what is this thing?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Well, Company handles loyalty rating through, they call it "Psychoparadigms".
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Brain-readings.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Seen your file. Acute Space Sleep Disorder, from the big Dreamseeker crash. You remember using that, way back?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Psychoparadigms, just a cut down version of the original Dreamseeker's out-of-cranium wireless metacommunication systems.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: This reader, they shipped some firmware that lets you into the old functions if you use it through cerebral keying.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: If you've got someone's real name, you get the extra functions. Understand?



:Friz:: What kind of functions?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You said this had something to do with memory.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You remember something that I don't.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Well, if I was thinking straight when I told you to get this and told you my goddamn name, then it was because I think whatever's messing up memories might not be able to mess up metaknowledge.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Which means--
:Friz:: Sharing memories?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: No.



:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Or, yes. You're skipping ahead.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Every brain encrypts memories differently. But when you're metacommunicating with someone, brain to brain, you both store new memories in both brains.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: So, reconnect, get the memories back for as long as you're connected. That's "metaknowledge". Get it?
:Friz:: Sort of.



:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: "Sort of" is the best you're gonna get. I don't know the science.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: I can demonstrate, if you think I'm going to forget something again.
:Friz:: You will.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Then hook this into me now, and then again, next time.
:Friz:: Do we have anyone who knows this technology in-depth?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: :ResearchDirector:.
:Friz:: I was already thinking of heading to see him.
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No. 1124565 ID: a11c04

So - you both store copies of the memories formed during metacommunication, and the memories are "signed" with both brains' keys, so if you connect later one brain can provide the other with the backup copy it can read?
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Also, WOW that WAS a lot of update, haha.
Also, this splashscreen was weirdly wholesome:
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:Friz:: Alright, explain how this works.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: I authed my biometrics, now you punch in my name under "cerebral key".
:Friz:: And then what?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Open a link. This one's wireless, same as your usual checkup readings.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You'll get my psychoparadigm, I'll get yours, but then, don't hit "OK" after.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Link should stay open.
:Friz:: That simple? Just your name?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: For debtors, yeah. Protections aren't implemented.



You live in the Back. Always remember, kid, the Front doesn't punish the Back on purpose. If it meant to be cruel, then it'd at least be efficient. No, it punishes it on ritual neglect. Still, you go through the process and you link up.



:Friz:: Alright. Starting...
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>:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Sink, wake up, ascend, remember.

NAME: WITHHELD COLLATERAL UNDER MITADAKE PROTOCOL DEBTOR ID: 448918 PSYCHOPARADIGM: Dozens at the door, screaming for blood. Three in the room with me. Red all over. I can't hear the cries of pain over the cries for guidance. A symphony. I'm conducting. Left hand, knife. Right hand, saw. Cut. Carve. Slice. None of them will get past me. Left hand, needle. Right hand, fire. Stab. Burn. Seal. Three down. Six more arrive to take their place. I'm not moving. I tell the scouts to stop giving me backup. Go find more and guide them to me. I'm not done. I won't be done even after this is over. I'll never be done as long as anyone here draws breath. Let them come. Let them beat down my airlock with every consequence of their hazardous virulence, their irresponsible violence, their glorious valiance. Left hand, something metal, built to industrial spec. A sickening cracking noise from their bone. Right hand, something sizzling with fresh chemistry. They scream when I put it to their body. Let them come when I'm equipped with the fruits of all modern technology or when I've got a kitchen knife in one hand and a crowbar in the other. Let them come, shattering bones, pulverizing organs. High-caliber weapons fire. Radiation. Chemical warfare. Let them all come. Left hand, needle. Fill them with it. Right hand, fire. Burn them, seal. I don't care. I won't back down. I won't turn back. I won't run away. And I won't be beaten. Just let them try to die in my medbay. Left hand, defibrillator. Right hand, defibrillator. Clear. RANK: CHIEF MEDICAL OFFICER AGE: 40 EMPLOYMENT PERIOD: 21 YEARS, 8 MONTHS LOYALTY RATING: 5
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NAME: WITHHELD COLLATERAL UNDER MITADAKE PROTOCOL DEBTOR ID: 438106 PSYCHOPARADIGM_READ_ERROR 0xFF3030 (HARM INTENT) INTENT DUMP: I am the Grit of a detective. When I knew nothing, and I was a small cluster of cells forming within a chemical-signal lathe, I was told that the world will protect and nurture me. By following simple rules and commands, I will be shaped, from something that cannot shape itself, into something that would never be shaped again until shattered. Clay, fired in a kiln. I will carry ten thousand things, and be marked by ten thousand symbols, and pass through ten thousand hands. I will last ten thousand years and more. Sink me into the soil in the life you live, and raise me to strike awe into hearts that I will still outlast. No word or bond or dream will outlive me. The promise was not kept. No firing kiln. No shaping hand. But the law is absolute. I will endure. Now that I am an unshaped and wretched thing, I will fire myself, in that kiln made by other unshaped and wretched things. I will emerge twisted and crooked. I will be fit for nothing. I will carry nothing, be marked by nothing, and held by no-one. I will wander the barren plains and savannas as a warning to others. My bones will be unearthed, and they will still be a warning, because what I am will last forever: There is no warmth in this world but fire. There is no awe in this world but love. Those who won't love you, will kill you. Or at least they will try. RANK: FORENSIC TECHNICIAN AGE: 27 EMPLOYMENT PERIOD: 2 YEARS, 3 MONTHS LOYALTY RATING: 7
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>:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: It’s only one intent of several - speculation ahoy.

:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Mmh.
:Friz:: Everything okay?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: That one's not like the one from your checkup. Something changed.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: What's "Grit"?
:Friz:: I've, uh, I've been trying out Querying more (that's an "Aspect", so...)?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Well, she's-- that's an "Intent" now. Don't know what that means, this old thing is weird.
:Friz:: Any idea who would?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Mind stuff, I don't know. Ask around.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Any other "Aspects" in there?
:Friz:: I mean, that's sort of personal.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Figure out what makes them "Intents".



:Dirt:: We already feel intense every day.
:Savvy:: Shh.
:Dirt:: Sorry boss.
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:Friz:: Can I take this?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Going to be doing this metacommunication with other crewmembers?
:Friz:: Uh-- well, the circumstances with the memory affect everyone besides me.
:Friz:: Maybe I could do it for each of the heads...?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Alright. Followup appointment then. Put me in touch with whoever else you connect with.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Though we'll be networking already.
:Friz:: It'll be a good way to figure out "Intents."



:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: You're going to need to figure out a way to get trust with them though.
:Friz:: What? Why? Can't I just hook into them like this?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: No. If one of these is used without medical department head auth, security alerts kick in.
:Friz:: So I need the name?
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Yeah. Their trust too, though.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Without biometric auth, it puts out an alert that'll make people not want to follow along.
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:Friz:: It can't be that bad.
:ChiefMedicalOfficer:: Give it a try yourself, you'll see what I mean.
:Friz:: Alright.
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Ask him if it's normal for military equipment to have the same warning.
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