(When you split a core, it makes itself into a core)
YES! OH MY GOD THIS IS A BRILLIANT IDEA!
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Roughly two hours laterYou wake up with a bad hangover and a slight feeling of regret. The phone lays smashed in your hands, and you get a horrible falling feeling in your stomach when you realize that you can pick objects using your head. Okay, that was a bad idea. Now you are a psychic. This whole screwing around with the multiverse thing is just getting out of control. You better stop playing with God. You need to-- Oh, your head just exploded off your shoulders and is quoting Shakespear. That is no goo-- THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! You bang your head against the wall. Oh God this was a terrible terrible idea. Sighing, you silently watch Clerks of the Dead, the zombie version of Clerks that was never made. Surprisingly good. That sends you to slightly stable levels, from (4.Crying in the Corner to 3.Remember Me Alex?) You decide to put on Across 110th Street by Bobby Womack. Okay, time to do this. You awkwardly saunter to her room and knock on it.
"Melissa, I really need to talk to you." You say. Someone gets up and opens the door. It's Melissa, looking groggy in a T-shirt that most probably covers something.
"Uhhh?" She asks. "What?"
"It's quite important. In my apartment." You point to your apartment. She sighs and closes the door. Damn, that fai--
Oh, she just put on trousers. Well, that's polite but now less sexy. Melissa wanders over to the apartment door. You go in and open it, allowing her in. She promptly sits down at the sofa and waits for you. Sighing, you build yourself up.
"Okay, you know how I'm a mad scientist? Shit went horribly wrong as usually expected. Just on a scale of wrong pretty much unknown since the beginning of Mad Science. I was broke, I needed a pound or two and I fucked around with my TV. This made it see into other dimensions. The things that are generated inside are Paradox Cores, which accelerates certain aspects in machinery and brains. See, I can pick up objects now." You pick up a
trench shovel using your mind, then put it down. "So, yeah. It seems good, but shit fucks up when you use the other things like phones that interrupt historical conversations. See, I just answered the phone and that went completely mad when it turned out to be Mengele. As it turns out, that was the telephone conversation that created your species. So yeah, I created a universe screw up machine."
Melissa thinks for a bit. "Wow, that is a surprising amount of regret. I mean, it seems like you are whining about the process of mad science."
You hold her hand. "Melissa, this was a horrible idea, even in mad science terms. In fact, it was a terrible idea."
"Riiight." She says, swishing her tail around. "Wow, you look pretty hungry. You should go get something."
Hm, she is right. You have three meal options.
1: Leftovers: Good and tasty until your sanity drops. Free!
2: Takeaway: Normal and bland. Costs about £2. Doesn't cause any sanity effect.
3: Fancy: Awesome. Costs £100. Causes your sanity to raise.
Money: £120
Lab: Basement Three-room Apartment (Bedroom, Living Room/Kitchen and Bathroom)
Madness: Remember Me Alex?
Test Subjects: 0
Currently Working On: Finding Out How This Damn Telly Works And Protecting Against Negative Stuff Completed: 45%
Completed Projects: 4
Items:
Boxing Gloves
Build-It-Yourself Model
Broken Plastic Container
Trench Shovel
Paradox Cores x3
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Topic: Experimentation: It Finally Works! (Read 4763 times)