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[Fniff]

You are a respectable mad scientist who had been down on his luck since the recession began. There doesn't seem to be any job offers anytime soon, you are completely broke and you need something to do and earn some money. You have no clue on how you are going to even buy food in a month's time but you think you can do this. Just maybe you can try and push through. You watch an episode of Misfits and silently consider just what the hell you are going to do with your life. It was all so easy back in the day, when you could just get a defense contract lickity split and have all the money you want. Now you actually have to make due with what you have. Such an injustice.

You stand up and turn off the telly. You are going to do something with your life, starting now.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Money: £50
Lab: Basement Three-room Apartment (Bedroom, Living Room/Kitchen and Bathroom)
Madness: Fine for now
Test Subjects: 0
Currently Working On: Nothing

[Tidal]

Start tinkering with the telly.

[Sinpwn]

With fire in your eyes, you set off to find some scrap electronics and loose change on the sidewalk. This wretched world won't know what hit it.

[ashton1993]

Go to the rubbish tip and obtain any scrap bits of wires or electrical components you can and begin working on contraption #1

Jet Ski
Components required

Big fan
Ski's
Wiring
Engine
Control Pad

[ashton1993]

*snip, double post*

[Fniff]

Well, that's a bit degrading for a mad scientist such as yourself, but alright. You are slightly desperate here. You connect wires that the TV manual said not to connect, fiddle around about with the remote and see what happens. When you turn the telly on, it seems that it is tuned to another dimension's TV and switches occasionally. Sometimes you just get static, most times the programs are fairly entertaining. You are particularly happy when it tuned itself to the universe where Firefly never got canceled. Still, you can't really see this heading anywhere but the SCP foundation, but you are happy that you did something. You go down to street-level and search around for loose change and scrap electronics. You earn eight pounds! You also find a smashed violin (How it got there you have no idea) and a strange metal remote that sort of looks like a TV remote which is rusted. YEAH! You head to the rubbish tip while you are at it and try to find the components for your first actual machine! The Jet Ski! However, you can't find a single one of the things you need. You find some boxing gloves, a trench shovel, a box containing the plastic pieces of a tank, some boxing gloves missing most of the glove part and a plastic container that is split in half.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Money: £58
Lab: Basement Three-room Apartment (Bedroom, Living Room/Kitchen and Bathroom)
Madness: Fine for now
Test Subjects: 0
Currently Working On: Nothing
Completed Projects: 1

[Sinpwn]

Search through the channels on the television to find a news station that is one week ahead of you for fun and profit.

(New long term goal: Steal or replicate SPC-914, fun times will be had.)

[ashton1993]

Open up the remote you found on the street, and using cords from the smashed violin rewire the remote to slow down or speed up time on the telly so you can browse alternate universes and check lottery tickets.

[peglegpengeuin]

Doubt it will be that easy. In fact, it'll be quite dangerous. What if we run into some show hosted by Cthulu? Too risky I say! Instead, we should buy some pens and journals. Turn television off if it is possible, and then open television so we can record its inner workings in one of the journals. Use plastic to set up a containment field around the television. Make sure to add glove thingies to containment field so we can interact with television. Try to make sense of dimensional telly, and record findings in journal.

[Fniff]

You search for a channel that is one week ahead of you. The best you can get is a channel that's about two years ahead of you. It involves a lot of screaming and blood. Oh well. You consider that you should go and nab SCP-914. Then you remember the Woodcut Incident. Oh God that was terrifying. You'll never break into a building owned by the Foundation only wearing Scuba gear and novelty inflatable underpants. You still have the scars. You decide to solve the problem of time and such to mend the remote in such a way that you can fast forward, pause or reverse the Telly, with the added bonus of being able to slow down time on the telly and speed it up. You do so to win a lotto. Now you have... 67 pounds. Goddamn! You then realize it's a pretty bad idea just fucking around with this possibly sanity rending machine, so you have to take note of it. You spend 5 pounds on supplies for a journal, gloves and plastic. You begin recording how it works. You have no idea how this bloody thing works. The day seems to be coming to a close. Do you go to bed and remain healthy or stay up all night, risking a blow to your sanity?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Money: £120
Lab: Basement Three-room Apartment (Bedroom, Living Room/Kitchen and Bathroom)
Madness: Fine for now
Test Subjects: 0
Currently Working On: Finding Out How This Damn Telly Works And Protecting Against Negative Stuff
Completed Projects: 2

[ashton1993]

Go to bed and when you wake up work on the telly, try to see if you can isolate the component which connects to parralel universes and extract it for a diffrent contraption, maybe a portal device.

[Sinpwn]

Arguably, being well rested will get the job done faster than staying up all night, so LET THERE BE SLEEP!

[Fniff]

You crash out on the couch clutching the TV remote, passing out to the sound of Cthulu answering questions. When you awake, it's now playing what might be the best film you have ever seen that was directed by a bizarro version of Uwe Boll and was an adaption of Bioshock, and then an art program hosted by Salvador Dali who in that world was born in 1989 and apparently has a video-game coming out in the program's world. Man, this telly is great for your tastes. You really need to isolate the thing that makes it tick. You search around the guts of the machine, trying to see what is the core aspect. You find a strange magnetic object inside that splits itself in half when you touch it. You take one half out of the telly. Right, looks like you have the fundamental piece.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Money: £120
Lab: Basement Three-room Apartment (Bedroom, Living Room/Kitchen and Bathroom)
Madness: Fine for now
Test Subjects: 0
Currently Working On: Finding Out How This Damn Telly Works And Protecting Against Negative Stuff Completed: 20%
Completed Projects: 2

[ashton1993]

((Can you put the little bits we aquire in another spoiler please?    And BTW this is awesome))

Try to split the piece again, store 1 part safely and the other part go back to the scrap yard and shove it into the first piece of electronic equipment you can find, something like a microwave or mobile phone.

[Fniff]

You manage to make it split, creating two metal cores. You go back to the rubbish tip and look around for an electronic device you can screw around with. The first thing you find is a phone, so you shove it in. It immediately starts ringing. You pick it up and answer it, of course. Science.

"Leader, what should I work on next?" A neutral accent asks.

"Um... cats?" You suggest.

"And what should I do with these... cats?" The person on the other end sounds slightly confused.

"... Splice them with humans?" You shrug. You have no idea what this could lead to.

"I suppose that would be possible. Goodbye, Leader." The phone hangs up, and you feel something weird in the pit of your stomach. The landscape changes and now you are back in your apartment. You stumble out the door and balance yourself against the doorframe. You close your eyes and stumble forward, accidentally falling onto another door. Someone walks over and answers the door. In your confused state, you blurt out an apology and look up.

Holy shit it's an anthropomorphic cat. You remember this door. That apartment used to belong to that nice girl who you could never work up the courage to talk to. You saunter quickly back to your room in a confused state, and check wikipedia. Well, it seems the furry movement never happened, since there is a race of fucking anthropomorphic cat people living alongside normal people so that pretty much eliminates any sort of need for it. And it turns out that the Nazis made them as part of an order from Hitler that Hitler denied giving. So that guy you were talking to was Mengele. You stumble to the couch and rest your face in your hands. Oh God. Why?

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

Money: £120
Lab: Basement Three-room Apartment (Bedroom, Living Room/Kitchen and Bathroom)
Madness: Fine for now
Test Subjects: 0
Currently Working On: Finding Out How This Damn Telly Works And Protecting Against Negative Stuff Completed: 30%
Completed Projects: 2

Spoiler: Components (click to show/hide)

Boxing Gloves
Build-It-Yourself Model
Broken Plastic Container
Trench Shovel
Metal Core x2

(Just so you know, I'm not actually a furry)