You consider using the shotgun as a defense contract, but that wouldn't exactly do much good. It just kills people and sends them back in time. If anything, it just makes killing harder because you may send the carcass flying into the big bang and cosmically fuck everything up. You decide that fooling around with the cores is essentially worthless for now since you are bored with them. But first, you have to get some money from those damn movies. All in all, you get a royalty of about two hundred pounds from the movies for now. This could lead to something beautiful. So, you decide that going to the movie and raising hell would be fun, so you decide to do that.
Sneaking around, you get about fifteen autographs until the management try to kick you out. You toss cores at them without deciding what they could do. One of them has their clothes become made out of fur, grows a mouth and starts making weird noises. The other guy just vanishes, and you feel that weird time-travel feeling again. Time itself distorts and you suddenly find yourself at home watching holographic movies on an amazingly comfy sofa with Melissa.
"Um, what just happened?" She asks.
"I think that guy was the founder, and we possibly made him not exist. That would make sense." You reply.
"Oh, that makes sense. Sort of." She sinks down into the couch. "This is really comfortable."
So, she goes off to bed and you decide to patent these cores and put up adverts for them, not explaining the splitting quality. You should get a few bob later. The next day, you get enough money to afford a lab. You quickly buy it but don't have enough for a printer.
Money: £420
Lab: Five Room Lab
Madness: Normal
Lab Assistant: Melissa The Cat Person
Test Subjects: 0
Currently Working On: None Yet
Completed Projects: 8
Items:
Build-It-Yourself Model
Broken Plastic Container
Trench Shovel