#event 002: the drones

[darcyxpalmer]

status: closed with @akhilaasthana where: along the streets of the bungalows

Maybe if she just gotten home, these hornets would leave her alone - at least that was Darcy's thought process. If she could just hide away, they'd leave her be.

She managed to sneak away from them for now and if she was just quiet enough, she could make it.

She was really close, when she turned the corner and basically ran right into Akhila. "Shit, shit, sorry, are you-- are you okay? No hornets chasing you?" she asked, looking around immediately, but they were in the clear, at least for now.

[darcyxpalmer]

FINISHED.

Darcy could not be serious. A laugh hissed between his teeth. "Stop fucking with me." He shook his head. "Gonna have to explain how this place isn't the simulation."

His head wobbled, small enough it might not be recognized. "When we get out of here, remind me to tell you what happened on the beach." No if we get out. Terribly hopeful, and how dare anyone accuse him of being Mr. Doom and Gloom. "First day I was here, with Selin." Perhaps a conversation when they weren't who knew how many feet underground. With a yowling horror chasing them through the dark.

"I haven't asked anyone else what they go through when the powers kick in. Powers? Not sure what to call it." Or talked to anyone in depth about it. (Or talked to anyone at all, not exactly) "Thought the way I felt, the fever. Thought it was connected to the light."

I'm just a waitress. Or was. Tej felt similarly past tense. And in a tug of war with the desire to go back and knowing full well nothing was left to return to. Darcy rolled more ideas around outloud, and his brows lifted in response. "Yeah. Why not. The island found a way to attach to something in us. Grow something, change us." And the cameras rolled. "Sometimes, I think maybe we're in a conceptual art piece." A faint smile as he half-joked. "Endurance art, I suppose. Huh, wish I'd thought of it."

The 'cameras' inside the caves were the heads of robotic hornets, one which attacked Tej swift and vicious. Later, he would ask himself how to catch the playback. Certainly the strike and sting was recorded. Just like... Qwan.

Once out of harm's way, he reached to keep pressure on the sweater held at one of the puncture wounds. Tej tried not to think how quickly it soaked through. "Yeah, the fucker jabbed me with a leg too."

His head felt like a cork as it bobbed along a wave. (A memory, the tiny pink shoe pushed to a beach on the tide.) Saliva pooled in his mouth, nausea crept into the back of his throat. Darcy's expression, her sigh, her... unexpected threat of murder... shit. (Was the curse over? Had it ended where it began?)

"I almost lost a bag, it was important." How did he feel? "Oh I feel fantastic. Ready to hit the club for sure." A hand wiped hair away from a brow that grew damp, clammy. "Give me just a sec. And we'll get outta here." No clue how. Not entirely coherent and yet as far as he could hear, the hornets had truly flown back into the depths of the cave.

Tej began to gather the strength to get to his feet. Slow moving, he used a rock wall to rest against, hand still clutched the now red sweater at his side. A shallow breath and loopy smile curved a usually flat line of a mouth. "What do they say to get blood out..." Of clothing, was what he meant to say. But he trailed off with a pained, shallow breath. "White vinegar, club soda?"

The admission she'd been stung brought a renewed alertness. "You... Yeah." Quiet for a few long moments, and then his gaze met hers again. "I saw Qwan." Last moments. The vision began to play out again. "He was crawling through the mud. Looked like one of the caves." Made sense, as they'd just seen the smaller drones.

"He didn't make it either. This bigger hornet got him. It had, like. Not just one screen for a head. Must've had, I don't know. Dozens. Dozens upon dozens. Nothing like the ones we just saw. This what happened to Jim, I'm guessing. Same thing." If Darcy had a similar experience with a sting... "Let's get the fuck out of here. Don't need to tempt them again." Or run into the bigger one.

[l3monlem0n]

Some Murder Drones Episode 7 screenshots I thought were interesting and my thoughts on them :>

SPOILER WARNING!!!! is spoilering

Nori, despite being a middle aged woman with a child, appears to be an Otaku or otherwise likes "edgy" and "scene" stuff, as well as listening to nightcore, very much like her daughter. Good for her tbh you're never too old to have fun

She also has a photo of Khan and what I can only assume is baby Uzi, though it appears to have blue eyes, but maybe it's just the lighting. Still very cute she has a pic of her husband

As well as all the previously mentioned Otaku stuff, she also drew herself as an anime character. She has a skinsona. Phenomenal (pos)

Nothing much here, just Uzi coughing up blood. Girl got the goop (gore) inside of her already

Lab Space. Apparently the Church was just down there and not even the humans know why. The canonicity of this is questionable; it could just be a joke

OT, as per google, stands for "Occupational Therapy". Makes sense for the context, and makes the bottom text funnier

"Fun Time To Universe Big Crunch: 87". The Big Crunch is a hypothetical way the Universe could end, where the universe folds on itself and shrinks into a single point. 87 "what" I don't know. If it's months, that 7 years and 3 months

Honestly the Murder Drones lore is super confusing. I think what this is trying to say is that every other Zombie Drone is doing poorly, (Except for Yeva), they are trying to reactivate 002 (Nori) via the USB. I'm not sure what this means. Maybe they only got the results they wanted from the two of them, and are trying again with Nori since she was the only other one that worked (also why they got Yeva when she failed; this may all be referring to how the episode opened up) Also, the date says SER. As revealed in the episode Cabin Fever, Copper-9 has months that Earth does not. SER most likely stands for Seramorris, the month revealed in that episode

Looks like the "bad event" wasn't the first one. Certainly was the last one though lol

Just a good pic of ghost/hologram V with the scary stuff. Might use this as a wallpaper

You can literally see the hole in his neck where N bit him in...

...And it's to the point his HEAD FALLS OFF. (including because I didn't notice the first time around)

Yup, the idea that Uzi became the Admin for N and V is completely true. I wonder what would've happened if she didn't, since Cyn didn't react whatsoever

friggin bug (very pos)

You would not believe how difficult it was to get a good pic of this (I'm using snipping tool lmao). Always a pleasure to see Uzi's doodles. Things her gun can do (upper right):

NOT judge her

Forced prom date (?)

Allows her to say she had friends before she frickin murdered them with sci-fi machinery

The cut off text at the bottom: Plan B: Normal gun + Shoot really fast

This is while Tessa is looking for something in the lockers. Claws, chains, magnets, Wings, and scribbled "HELP". Looks like the lockers were all specifically to hold the infected worker drones. Oof

We are in the future now baby. We have rererererereCAPTCHA. Funnily enough, it still couldn't stop a robot

There is a message board where someone who doesn't like robots is talking. They also are scared. Also no one else is using this system, which is unsurprising. "Ur aight ;)" Wait is the winky face intentional foreshadowing? Or unintentional?

We get the names of a bunch of other Worker Drones. Unfortunately for all 029 fans, her name was not visible. (also can someone tell me what "JWEB" could be short for?) And Yeva is said to have a patch. That may be the crucible thing idk

Cyn (which I will be calling this version Skyn [Skin + Cyn]) apparently took of the space suit just to give Doll the Withered Foxy jumpscare. Honestly really terrifying. If this photo was teased before release I think the fandom would've exploded

Just N being a good boy :3

The MDs, Cyn's pets. Nori refers to them as "Nerfed" so the "Entity" can ensure control, and says they were made to destroy other hosts. I don't know why Cyn would want them dead, but I'm not the loremaster here. YouTube line is there because I couldn't be bothered after the Railgun image

Probably already confirmed, but doubly confirmed that a symptom of the Solver is giving Drones organic insides. A Worker Drone body with a rib cage and guts. I wonder what would happen if the infection continued uninterrupted (also R.I.P. Doll I loved you :frown:)

I'm sure everyone noticed, but when Uzi tried to manipulate Tessa, the ERROR noticed appeared. Already hinting Tessa is not all she says she is

Apparently the Solver can create Black Hole Saws. Interesting development (Blackhole Blitz)

I know most people (I think) see this as a joke and N just being a bit of goofball. But honestly, I think he did it intentionally to shock Cynuzi and give Nori a chance. In the Pilot, he licked V's sword to surprise her too, which means he isn't unfamiliar with doing something weird and surprising for the advantage

Skyn eating Doll's core. R.I.P. Doll again. Seriously, was that Doll in Core Form like Nori was? Or was Nori a fringe case because she was "Exorcised" and this is just a regular core? Questions, questions. Also yeah the Solver also gives you a Core. Fun

This tag makes me think that this body is Cyn's actual body. Not longer a hologram, but her actual body from the mansion. The reason Tessa gave N, J, and V their names was because that was the first letter of their Serial Designation (she's very uncreative). However, Cyn's tag was slightly faded, which meant her SD couldn't be seen, so Tessa gave her the name "Cyn" after her P/N, even though the other 3 already have the same P/N as Cyn (Tessa, again, is very uncreative)...

...and for some reason, Cyn or the Solver, which ever theory you subscribe to, decided to wear Tessa as a skin suit for some twisted reason. It did help her with the Captcha. Also scary because this doesn't have the right proportions for an adult (unless Cyn really forced that skin on), which leads me to believe that this is a Younger Tessa, and she faked having an older voice. Maybe I shouldn't call her my wife... I'm sure Eldritch J is still available :^)

(Seriously, the eyes are burnt out, leaving two eye holes over the visor, so she gives herself two X eyes so it looks better. Also yeah we found out what that thing on the "It Came From Copper-9" poster came from. It really was Cyn or Skyn)

Just a frame of the final...frame... for coolness. I'm probably also going to use this for a background. Also, this is definitely Copper-9. You can see the ring and ringless moon together on the right. Uzi somehow got sent to orbit after falling in the meat hole

Well that was all for now. This series has consumed me entirely, body and soul, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Goodbye and goodnight

[cheezybiscuits]

Alright it's time for the SCP crossover stuck in my head ever since I finished this show.

Anderson Robotics holds the monopoly on robots in this one. And the foundation were the ones in charge of experiments to make the patch, with facilities on every exoplanet humanity settled. They even made special security drones just for the foundation to use.

Also when solver infected drones first appeared, the foundation assumed it was a slip-up between the anomalous and non-anomalous robots, since the company has its beginnings with magical robots. After the company cleared it up with foundation, they began a somewhat low-priority investigation.

At first the hypothesis was that the solver's anomalous properties were Mechanite in origin, and after they discovered its biomechanical nature, maybe it was Sarkic in origin. It was also suggested that this anomaly was a rare combination of magic from both rival religions. Others suggested it was [REDACTED].

Then the solver got to its second and third phases and it all went rapidly downhill.

Further info below in the fashion of SCP documents+art.

                                      Status Update: Personnel Demographics

               D-Class:          73% drone   25.5%human     1% Thaumiel Class SCP    0.5% Anomalous drone

  Security:       50% drone     40% human    6.5%Thaumiel Class SCP   3.5%Anomalous drone

Tactical Response:  34% drone       65% human    4.8%Thaumiel Class SCP   0.2%Anomalous drone

            Field Agent:  88% human     9% Thaumiel Class SCP      1% anomalous drone

Mobile Task Force:  90% human    9.5% Thaumiel class SCP     0.5% anomalous drone

Notes: The agreement between the Foundation and Anderson Robotics has eliminated any chances of another D-class shortage. Despite the approval from the ethics committee, there are growing concerns about the possibility of drones “waking up” and achieving sentience. This has been a concern since Anderson Robotics released their first non-anomalous worker robot to the public, but sentient or not, the foundation requires sacrifice to learn more about SCPs, especially world ending varieties.

Test subject requests, 002:

Stereo system [APPROVED][DENIED]  Kitty eared headphones [APPROVED] Digital copies of albums from the bands: "Babymetal"   "Linkin Park" "Sabaton" "Korn" "Ghost" [APPROVED] Digital copy of a library of video manuals on various martial arts styles [DENIED]   Art supplies [APPROVED]  A "Sword and rematch with SCP-076-2  while kickass metal music plays in the background" [DENIED] Visitation for SCP 079 [SUPER DENIED]      

048:

Digital library of arcade games from the 1970s-1980s [APPROVED] Digital archive of Russian and Soviet tanks + blueprints [DENIED] translation: "Make [test subject 002] keep it the fuck down over there" [SURE]

    Note: MK Excorcist test subject 002: Test subject’s requests for visitation with keter class SCPs has increased in frequency. Subject has grown more hostile, attempting more containment breaches, and violent altercations with security personnel. Test subject continues to regain knowledge of these SCPs despite deletion of memory files. It is recommended to keep it occupied with media such as anime and video games. Suggestion to only allow anime that requires hundreds of episodes to finish, such as “One Piece” and “Jo-Jo’s Bizarre Adventure” Pending.

Addendum 468395-17:

If you are reading this, you are either an 05 council member, A high-clearance survivor, and reading this from the moon, or one of few clones for the personnel shortage after the core collapse.  A few years after this event, we lost contact with exoplanets one after another. We did the math and the time lines up with how long it takes for a ship to get to those planets. There’s not really anything we can do about that while there’s a fucking hole in the earth, but you’re probably aware we’ve prepared for worse. For now humanity will lay low and look for an opportunity to terminate the Solver with sunlight or other means. Of course, the damn thing is aware of this and has thick clouds block the sun as part of its third phase. Not to mention it can just absorb that light by spawning black holes. We’ll be laying low for a while.    

   Addendum 468395-18:

On [    ]/[  ]/[     ], the singularity ceased all activity for twenty seconds. Investigators noted the illumination on the tendrils “flicked off”. After twenty seconds the singularity returned to its normal behavior for 9 minutes and 23 seconds, after which the singularity proceeded to [REDACTED] before permanently ceasing activity. The foundation was able to begin the planet’s recovery process in a few months. SCP 2000 got to work with the cloning process, but with the state of the planet there’s no chance to restore earth to its original condition pre-core collapse. Right now all we care about is coming back from the brink.

               After activation of SCP 2000, attempts at contact with the exoplanets will commence. As a host for the transfer of several Keter-class SCPs, and the last known location of the latest host of SCP 468395, contact with Copper 9 is a priority.

[kittydragondraws]

Murder Drones Timeline (As Best As I Can String Together)

This series is known for having a confusing and convoluted timeline. However, when you break everything down based on the information given, it's actually quite simple.

Here, I am going to try to create what I think is the timeline of event for Murder Drones, based on things shown to us, told to us, and blink and you miss it background details.

Before we get started I just wanted to clarify that these dates aren't exact and I'm just going off of rough guesstamates and what feels most realistic.

With all that out of the way let's head back (or in our case, forward) to 3037.

3037

Tessa Elliot is born to James and Louisa Elliot.

3048 - 3050

Tessa would, against her parents' wishes, go out to the nearest Worker Drone graveyard and rescue any of the still-functioning Zombie Drones she found, bringing them back to the mansion, repairing them, and adopting them as her own. The last of these being Cyn.

3051

The Elliot family would host a gala, during which the Solver (through Cyn's body) would attack and murder all the attendees, including Tessa. Although faithful to its word it wouldn't discard her, and would instead wear her skin as copy her voice. It would also use the Zombie Drones to repurpose them into Disassembly Drones.

The Solver uses these Disassembly Drones to massacre all the humans on Earth, sending them to other human colonized exoplanets around the galaxy to wipe them out there as well.

The humans on Copper 9 learn about this, and try to find a way to defeat the Solver by removing it from the systems of infected Workers. This led to the start of the Cabin Fever Labs Project, where they would purposefully infect Workers with the Solver to learn about it with the end goal of developing antivirus programs that could successfully remove it from their code.

During an attempt to exorcise the Solver from Subject 002, otherwise known as Nori, the procedure goes horribly wrong and 002 and 048, also known as Yeva, end up triggering a core collapse. Causing a wave of frigid and toxic air to blow across the planet's surface killing all biological life.

Nori and Yeva are shot up to the planet's surface, where they are later found, rescued, and taken in by a Worker named Khan and his group.

Several ships land on Copper 9, each one filled with a trio of a new drone type known as Disassembly Drones or, as they would come to be called by the Workers, Murder Drones. Causing the Worker Drones to flee to the bunkers in fear of them.

3053

Khan and Nori have their child, Uzi.

3055

Nori is attacked by a Disassembly Drone, presumably N, and left to die. With Khan finding her and putting her out of her misery by beating her with a wrench.

3071

Events of the show.

[darcyxpalmer]

Zaid was in some kind of shock. Darcy wasn't quite sure why, but it seemed like he saw something or somebody on the tv screens that got his mind running, spinning, completely losing any kind of focus on what was happening around them and really, if one of the unknown people she saw on the screens was somebody he knew, she got it to some degree, but it was still dangerous. They got lucky that it didn't outright go for them but passed them by, they should not risk anything.

And yet, it still took her some time (what felt like an eternity but it probably wasn't that long) to snap him out of it. Only for him to point out that she's been hurting him all this time. "Shit, sorry, I didn't mean--" she snapped her fingers away and looked over her shoulder again making sure nothing was behind them.

He took her hand then and she squeezed it. "Don't apologize, this shit is-- yeah, it's scary as hell, you're good. We just gotta get out of here." The how was still questionable for Darcy, but she didn't bring it up, instead she just nodded at his suggestion to go exact opposite to where the gigantic hornet was headed. As long as they were getting away from it, they could figure out the rest.

"We need to warn people about this big one. It didn't seem too bothered by us, but if it comes to our base and starts stinging people..." She rubbed the place where the smaller one stung her earlier. "The small one was bad enough, one from this could pretty much kill anyone." Not good prospects, to say the least...

They did end up finding the beach and Darcy breathed a sigh of relief, but it only lasted for a moment. "Do you think there's a chance the mist was intentionally keeping us from the beach somehow until we saw that thing? Almost like-- I don't know, a warning or a taunt or something?" Did the smaller ones chase them to the big one or was it all a coincidence and she saw too much into things?

He brought up the screens and if she saw something on them himself - Darcy wasn't quite sure how to bring up the freezing herself. She originally decided to get back to it once they all dealt with the hornets and they could breathe again, but since he asked... "Yeah, I saw recordings of a bunch of us. That was pretty creepy. And then there were some screens that had scenes and people from the simulation. Or the outside world, if that is better description for you."

She tilted her head, tried to read anything out of his face - he just seemed in his thoughts, really, but there had to have been more about it. "What did you see, Zaid? You just froze, so you had to see something. Or more like somebody you knew before all of this?"

Inika. Inika. Her sweet little face. Dark curls like a halo around her round forehead, so kissable. She was laughing, she was laughing and happy. Not distressed, crying, clinging to him on a windy, cold beach, bawling for Tej-Uncle, wanting to go home, home. Home to Tej-Uncle.

Everything else faded away but her face. Zaid hadn't looked at any photos of her since her funeral, he couldn't bring himself to. Perhaps in those six months of grief and self-pity, he'd secretly hoped he could forget that adorable little face. Maybe it would fade away with time, with moving on. Maybe he could forget.

He was a stupid fucking cunt, for thinking that.

Darcy's voice, soft and urgent, repeating his name. It entered his conscious psyche after a minute or so, and Zaid was caught in a liminal moment of confusion. How was Darcy in New York? Did she know what he'd done to Inika? Was she his friend, helping him pack up his flat, his restaurant, his entire failure of a life?

'Ridiculous, Zuzu,' Zaid reminded himself. 'You have no friends.'

He blinked, and focused on Darcy's earnest, urgent face. She was really quite a beautiful woman, up close. Most people here were beautiful...right. Here. This bloody strange place with powers and robot hornets and no way home.

This all happened in the space of a minute or two, and Zaid shook his head, deciding firmly that what he'd seen on the mega-hornet's TV screen - that pretty little face he'd seen - was wrong. He was mistaken. He was a fucking cunt for even imagining it.

"Right. Right, sorry Darcy, I...right." Zaid pat her hand, then twisted his arm in of her grip when he realized her digging fingers were actually hurting him. "Let me go, you're hurting me, love. We'll - we've got to go, you're right."

Instead, compulsively, Zaid took a hold of Darcy's hand and held it firmly in his. "Right? We'll go, you're right. I'm sorry, I...I dunno what came over me. I'm just scared, I'm sorry, love." He looked around.

"If...if that fucking thing was coming from there, then that's where we'll go. The opposite direction of it, yeah? Away from it. Yeah? Let's go."

Zaid started to walk through the mist with Darcy, and only paused when he heard - with some relief - the sound of water crashing on shore. They were near the beach! He glanced at Darcy and smiled at her, then started walking faster. "Darcy, can I ask you something? Did you...see anything in those...screens? Of that monster hornet?"

[cityofevelynx]

Event: The Drone part 002 Characters: Evelyn & Zaid @zaidshair Location: Near the medcenter

This place was one disaster after another! If the relentless attacks from those insane robotic hornets weren't enough, now there were these creepy creatures digging everywhere. It was chaos: people scattering, fighting to survive. The whole scene felt too close to some twisted sci-fi movie, and Evelyn could hardly believe it. But ridiculous or not, her instincts kicked in. Agent training didn’t just disappear, and she moved into fight mode without a second thought, scanning for threats and bracing herself for whatever came next.

Evelyn was determined to find anyone or anything that could lead her to this Beema. It might sound crazy, but she couldn’t stand by and let an innocent person suffer or perish. They might not share any connection, but she had made her own choices now. As she scanned the surroundings, her gaze landed on someone who looked utterly worn out. “Has anyone found a way into the forest to get to Beema or at least a plan?”

[ppnuggie]

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[psychopersonified]

Tale of the second drawer...

Part of the prequel series to "Are we ever going to talk about this?".

I'll post little snippets of their 'not dating' days in this series. Little events that draw them together and the intimacy they share in plain sight.

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Q pokes at the plaster with his undamaged hand, tracing the outlines of what must be an impressive blister underneath. “Owww... With luck, I might end up with a wicked scar. Makes for an interesting conversation starter.” 

Bond smiles indulgently at his exaggeration then lobs a half-hearted line at him, “Would you like me to kiss it better?” His calloused thumbs running back and forth lightly over the open palm. 

Q can’t help but laugh at that,......

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Agent 006

“Yes I know, our appointment was 2 hours ago. Sorry Q, M had me in his office for 2 more hours than expected,” Trevelyan apologises when he reports to Q.

Q looks up from the textbook he is consulting with and peers over his glasses at him. The text is a mass of hexagonal scribbles and lines that 006 recognises as chemistry symbols. There are handwritten notes in the margins and liberal application of highlighter all over the page.

“Ah 006, no worries. Your kit is waiting for you on the table,” Q gestures to the workbench behind 006 where a brushed aluminium case sits. Inside are what looks like a dozen silver pens.

“Deposit them around the areas of interest and it will detect any wireless enabled equipment within its radius. This will allow us to find the weakest link and likeliest backdoor where we can tunnel in with. As you can imagine, it only has a limited battery life, so you’ll need to be strategic about using them and coordinate with us for the timing—...”

Alec tries to listen carefully to the instructions, but his stomach objects to being ignored any longer and makes its displeasure known - loudly. The meeting with M ate (pun intended) into his lunch hour.

Q pauses going over the instructions. Trevelyan gives him a thin lipped smile hiding his embarrassment.

“...Hungry? There are some snacks in the second drawer.” Q motions to his desk with a tilt of his head.

“Ta!..” 006 all but skips to the desk. There is a selection of protein snacks and Alec rummages through the drawer to find a variety he likes. As he shuffles through the drawer, the other contents piques his interest. He peeks at Q who is still preoccupied with repacking his kit.

006 takes the opportunity to investigate:

a pair of solid gold cufflinks - judging by the weight

aviator sunglasses - non prescription, not Q’s

an Aston Martin car key fob with a separate key attached to it - the key does not correspond to the car, its for a door or a lock.

a neatly folded tie, heavy silk, designer label - not Q’s usual style

Curiouser and curiouser. Finally, an employee ID badge - he flips it over, a very familiar face is printed on the ID. James Bond.

Alec smiles -confirmation-. 006 sees it for what it is. But it is odd that the Quartermaster tolerates such territorial behaviour - unless a) the feeling is mutual or b) he’s not aware of it, which is more likely. He wouldn’t have let Alec rummage through his drawer otherwise. Oh James, you poor smitten sod.  

“Anything to your liking 006?” Q catches him smiling.

Alec grabs a random protein snack, rips it open and takes a huge bite of the bar. “Oh…mmm….” he chews around his words, “—thank you.” He holds up the bar in thanks.

When Q turns back around, 006 thinks this is the perfect opportunity to screw with 007... but how? How do you piss off a possessive territorial lion? ...By planting blatant evidence of intrusion of course!

Alec checks himself, his tie-pin - gold and crusted with small diamonds. Much too gaudy for 007’s tastes. It’s the perfect juxtaposition. He unclips it and drops it into the drawer.

When he leaves Q-Branch, he’s feeling particularly wicked. Its ingrained in him, to look for and act on opportunities when it presents itself. The others would expect no less of him. He pulls out his phone to text 003 with his discovery.

Agent 003

Two weeks later, 003 returns from her mission seducing the son of a manufacturing tycoon in South East Asia, with links to human traffickers luring workers into modern slavery that span the region from Philippines to India.

She stops by Q’s desk to  return her kit consisting mostly of trackers and hidden video cameras. They all served their purpose but one of them had an issue with the sound quality. She recalls the text 006 sent her weeks earlier so before leaving, she contrives feeling hungry.  

“Q, you don’t happen to have something to munch on do you? I’m feeling… peckish.”

Q is pre-occupied, checking over the piece of equipment with a macroscope to understand what went wrong. “Oh, second drawer. Help yourself to whatever.”

Perfect. She goes to his desk to retrieve a snack. She only needs to remove the first packet and she has to stifle a laugh.

She spots 006’s panther shaped Cartier tie pin, next to it is 005’s Tiffany tanzanite and platinum drop earrings along with 002’s Bvlgari gold and onyx signet ring. Finally under all of it is 008’s Hermes silk pocket square.

Shoved further into the back of the drawer are the items that Alec told her about, those that belong to 007. The ID badge pushed right to the back facing down - you’d be hard pressed to notice it if you didn’t know it was there.

She had heard that 007 won’t back from Venezuela till Friday, so she’s just in time to add her calling card. She shifts around the snack packets to burry 007’s things and then drops in a stick of Chanel No5 lipstick in its signature flaming red tube - 007 will not be able to miss that.

----—

Quartermaster

Last 36 hours had been exhausting. Q had altogether probably 3 hours of sleep in that period. And he needs a shower. The cats are alright, he just checked the cameras - Q has an automated feeder set up for emergencies like this.

Q had spent the better part of the time hacking into system after system covering tracks, laying traps, planning infiltration and escape routes; all culminating in last night’s tense Ops trying to save 009 from premature death when his cover was blown by a double crossing informant. It was over now, with 009 safely extracted by their allies and on his way back to England with miraculously minor injuries all things considered.

So yes, his hand eye coordination is shot. His fingers slip on his mug handle and liquid sloshes over the top, splashing over his shirt and onto his desk. Q uses his tie to quickly mop up the spilled tea before it  spreads onto the paper schematic open on his desk.

He takes the mess to the pantry sink to cleanup. The wet spot on his shirt sticking uncomfortably to his skin. Its a good thing he’d removed his cardigan earlier. He can hide the stain on his shirt under it.

As he’s attempting to remove the stain and dry his shirt as much as possible he feels his phone vibrating in his pocket. He pulls it out - its a text from Eve:

:: Where are you?? Meeting’s started ::

What meeting? Q tries to recall. He checks his calendar app. Shit! 2:00 pm Joint Executive Oversight meeting. He checks the time. 2:15pm!

He abandons the mug and tie next to the sink. No time to wash it now.

Q rushes back to his office to put on his cardigan. The cardigan doesn’t hide the topmost stain - a tie would do the trick. Also god forbid he walks into the meeting dressed so causally. They would think the young Quartermaster was starting a mutiny.

There must be a spare tie in his desk somewhere - Q thinks as he rummages through his drawers. He’s about to ask Nish to borrow his tie when his hand brushes fabric under the stash of snacks and protein bars. He fishes it out - a tie! Yes! He loops it around his neck and starts to tie it - the knot is uneven, but he has no time to worry about it now.

He grabs his laptop and rushes out the door - informing Nish about the meeting and the mess he left next to the pantry sink. He’ll clean it up later.

In the lift on the way up, as he adjusts the hastily knotted tie - he tries to remember when was it that he purchased an accessory this fancy.

——

After meeting. He tries to get back to being productive to make himself feel better. What an ordeal; he had to face-off with Timothy Hayden (IT-Branch HOD) in the meeting - no surprise there. Normally he’d be fine to hold his own. But today, suffering from sleep depravation and a wardrobe mishap meant that he was uncharacteristically flustered, which Hayden took advantage of.

His stained and slightly damp shirt front was passably hidden behind the cardigan and tie, but it still made him self-conscious. What was more, Tanner and Eve kept looking at him oddly. The navy replacement tie looked dark enough in warm light, but when it caught the harsher fluorescent light, it had a slight iridescence to it that clashed with his mustard cardigan - it clearly wasn’t his style nor his tie.

Q fires up the soldering iron. He plans to finish the circuit board for the prototype controller that will be used in a portable drone. Once he confirms it works, he’ll have the schematics sent to a manufacturer to have it miniaturised. He could at least get this bit done today.

Twenty minutes into the ‘zone’ and he has finished a round of soldering. He pauses to check his work against the overall drawing. It doesn’t look quite right.

What? He flips the drawing around. Argh! He grabs a fistful of his hair in frustration. It’s upside down!

He slams his hands down on the work table. The vibration causes the soldering iron resting on its holder to tip over. The weight of its power cord starts to pull it off the table.

Reflex makes him shoot out his hand to grab the iron. But instead of grabbing the handle he misjudges and grabs the tip instead. The 400’C tip burns his palm instantly.  

“Ah!!” Q yelps and jolts back in pain. The pain makes him drop the iron - right into his lap.

He stands hastily to avoid the heated tip - and bangs the back of his head against the top baffle of the fume cabinet as well as upending the stool he was sitting on.

“Fuck!!” The escaped curse is something between a hiss and a yell.

His pained curses and bangs draws his minions to investigate. Nish pokes his head around the corner and asks “You alright sir?”

Nish takes in the toppled chair, the disheveled hair, and the way Q is holding on to his hand and makes the correct deduction. Who hasn’t burned themselves soldering?

“Go to medical boss. I’ll tidy this up for you.”

Q hangs his head in utter defeat and sighs heavily. “I’m done for the day I think. Thanks Nish.”

--—-

Agent 007

Bond is back at HQ. Ops had made it clear that he must hand them the USB stick with the time sensitive info he stole as soon as he gets back. They need to link together the web of supply chain involving the cocaine shipment from Venezuela-France-England before the people involved go back into hiding.

So here he is, direct delivery from Heathrow. He had handed the USB stick to R since Q wasn’t around. Then he had gone to the Quartermaster’s desk and the second drawer to retrieve a snack while he waits for Q to return. As jet-lagged as he is, he hasn’t seen the quartermaster for nearly a month and well... he wants more than just the voice to sustain him.  

Something on top of the packet grabs his attention. A bright red tube of lipstick. What the...? He shifts the contents around, a gaudy diamond and gold panther tie pin?? And whose bloody pocket square is that???

He checks the lipstick label - Chanel No5… Bloody 003!

He takes stock of the other items again, they -all- look familiar. How do they even know about this drawer? Did Q just let anyone rummage though his desk? Worse, are those snacks not just for him?

And what about his things? A first he can’t find them, then he pulls the drawer all the way out, until the wheels catch on the stoppers. They’re buried under a pile of snacks and shoved all the way to the back. Everything is there, no wait - except the tie.

He slams the drawer shut with enough force to move the desk a few centimetres. Those bastards!

Bond storms out of Q-Branch. None of them better be in the building, especially Trevelyan. This whole thing reeks of his idea.

——

Quartermaster

Medical patched him up and sent him away with a box of hydrogel burn plasters. Dr Chen tells him that they stock it specially for Q-Branch. But that also means she is obligated to report the incident as a work place accident. Great, more paperwork and the irony of having the HOD become a statistic.

Q shuffles morosely back to Q-Branch - will this day end already. He figures he should have a nap before going home. At this rate he is likely to accidentally walk right into the path of a moving bus on the way home.

There is a set of old brown leather Chesterfield sofas, deliberately semi-hidden behind a rack of storage shelves on this floor of Q-Branch. A relic of the 1950s in perfect condition that they found in storage during one of their inventory audits. Q had it brought out to serve as a makeshift lounge, usually used by those working late nights or during pizza parties after CyberWar nights.

He removes his cardigan to use as a blanket and flops onto the sofa.

Hours later, he wakes up and the place is mostly dark except for the safety lighting. Most of his minions have gone home. It’s not uncommon to leave Q here alone when he’s pulling all nighters, but the last person would usually check in on him before they left. Not tonight.

Q indulges in a good stretch and sits up. His head feels better. It doesn’t feel like its swimming or floating anymore. But he is hungry.

He makes way to his desk to collect his things but stops short - startled by the sight of 007 lounging in his chair, feet propped up on the desk, a textbook on Advanced Biofuels open in his hands. He’s not wearing a suit, just a button down shirt and khakis which probably means he just got back from Caracas and hasn’t gone home yet.

“You’re back. What are you doing here?” Q asks softly. Genuine question, what is he doing sitting in a darkened Q-Branch.

“Came to drop off the usb drive. I’ve given it to R since the Quartermaster was temporarily out of commission.”

“Ah. Sorry about that — “ checks his watch and yawns. “That must have been hours ago. What are you still doing here then?”

Bond doesn’t answer. Instead he asks, “Is that my tie?” gestures to the loosened tie around his neck.

“Is it yours? I was wondering about it. I found it in my desk.” Q undos the tie and folds it back neatly before handing it over to Bond. As he does, he notices his own tie now hanging on the shade of his desk worklamp. He reaches for it.

“Leave it. It should dry by Monday.” Bond tells him.

Q opens his mouth to tell him that it needs a wash, but pauses when he catches sight of his Scrabble mug on the table under the light of the worklamp, the white porcelain gleaming pristine - he peeks inside, even the stubborn tea stains are gone. Q blinks in confusion.

Something about the way the two items are arranged prominently on his desk and the feigned nonchalance hiding a pleased look on Bond’s face that makes him wonder.

“Did you.. wash my tie and mug?” Q is having trouble putting together the image of 007 fresh from an infiltration job in Venezuela that involved drug trafficking and a traitorous national guard, then returning to England to do something so mundanely domestic in the pantry sink - by hand no less.

Bond doesn’t answer, then again Q doesn’t expect him to admit it even if he did. He just opens the second desk drawer purposefully and deposits the borrowed tie back in there.

“Are you hungry Q?” Bond asks instead. “Can I tempt you with supper?”

There it is. That odd way that Bond sometimes says ‘Q’ when they are alone. That slight change in tone - softer, less clipped and almost affectionate. He’s beginning to be able to tell Bond’s ‘Qs’ apart.

At the mention of food, Q’s stomach responds with an embarrassing gurgle. “Famished. Something hot with fast service please. I don’t know how much longer I can survive without solid food.”

Bond smiles, pivoting in the chair to put his feet down. He picks up and hands Q his messenger bag - laptop and charger already packed inside, keys and phone in their usual compartments.

Then he switches off the worklamp and picks up an unsealed brown envelope from the desk before ushering Q out of his own office. The package rustles-jingles with the sound of loose items sliding about inside.

“Advanced Biofuels.... How did you like the book?”

“The scribbles in the margins were enlightening,” Bond smiles wryly, “Was it even written in English?”

In the brighter lights of the lift lobby, Q can see his own refection in the lift doors - the washed out tea stains still visible on his shirt and his frightfully mussed hair from the nap. He thinks he should be embarrassed, but can’t bring himself to care. When he looks up, he sees Bond staring him through the reflection.

“Don’t ask—“

“I figured… the mug and tie in the pantry, and the splotch on your desk.”

“Bloody spies.” Q accuses fondly as they step into the lift. He tries to adjust his cardigan so that it hides most of the stains.

“How’s the hand?” Bond asks concerned, his warm fingers reaching out and curling around Q’s that were fussing with his cardigan. He pulls them away from their fussing and spreads them palm up so he can see for himself.

Q pokes at the plaster with his undamaged hand, tracing the outlines of what must be an impressive blister underneath. “Owww... With luck, I might end up with a wicked scar. Makes for an interesting conversation starter.”

Bond smiles indulgently at his exaggeration then lobs a half-hearted line at him, “Would you like me to kiss it better?” His calloused thumb running back and forth lightly over the open palm.

Q can’t help but laugh at that, the flirting is so ingrained into their banter now that both of them recognise the ridiculousness of it. With the others, it is still a competition, a display of one up-manship - but with 007, it has shifted. Like they’ve called a truce, or simply didn’t care about the outcome anymore. Between them, the rules have changed. The fun was no longer in deciding a winner with a knockout blow, but in the simple joy of engaging in comfortable playfulness for as long as possible.

“I don’t know about the science of that; but I will give you the honour of hand feeding an invalid,” Q counters with a line of his own.

At the mention of hand feeding, Bond’s eyes go darker, pupils dilating. He doesn’t say anything, but doesn’t release Q’s hand until the lift dings on their floor which was (un)fortunately just a moment after.

On their way out to Bond’s car they stop at a security desk. Bond tips out the contents of the envelope onto her desk and leaves the empty envelope next to the items. The night guard’s eyes grow wide at the collection of expensive trinkets.

“Would you mind putting these in the Lost and Found please? Their owners are probably anxious to have them back. Thank you.” He walks back to a waiting Q with a smug smile.

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Note: If you liked this fic, there’s more like it on the blog. Including my take on a kidnapped Q. Enjoy!

[a-certain-academy-city]

The Danger of Seeking Information

Academy City: The Last City of Humanity.

It was a phrase that took some getting used to, yet the weight of such was a heavy thing to imagine. When she first heard the news, Uiharu Kazari couldn’t believe what was being said. She refused to believe that the world had been destroyed by an unknown cause, and that her parents were caught in such destruction.

It was only until much time passed and the various drone footage of what should have been Tokyo had been shown, that she was simply forced to accept the reality. There were no words for it, only tears.

But she saw the resolve of many in the city, regardless of their levels or walks of life, rallying around a certain woman who was doing everything in her power to make sure the city thrived and helped deal with the threats that the esper militia organization known as ZERO posed.

Uiharu had seen the effect she had on many, including her partner and friend, Shirai Kuroko, who seemed more motivated than ever to carry out her duties as a member of Judgement. Whether it was because of the obvious fact that the world ended or her worry for a certain #3, was unknown, but Shirai had taken that woman’s words to heart.

The woman was known as Violent Violet.

When Uiharu first heard the name, she was intrigued in that in itself, but the more the woman was active in the city’s affairs, her curiosity grew.

She looked through Judgement and Anti-Skill’s database to find any information about her, only to draw a blank. There was surprisingly little to know info on her whatsoever. What she knew of her was what had been revealed publically, that she worked for the Board Chairman and had been helping with the city’s affairs for some months now.

Then there was the matter of her powers. From what Uiharu could tell, Violet was not an Academy City Esper, having monstrous strength that seemed to rival the #1′s. The clearest examble was how she was able to do things like take down an entire force of ZERO radicals, to holding up an entire building so others could escape.

There was very few people in the city that she was aware of that could pull of such feats, and the fact that she didn’t seem like she was an esper produced by the city made her think that she was a Gemstone.

But even then, something about her seemed different, suggesting that she was not a Gemstone or anything of the wort at all, but something different altogether. Like the woman in black who had once impaled Uiharu with her hand alone.

And while Violet had caught her interest, perhaps the most striking thing that became the source of her curiosity was the mysterious tower that was constructed months ago.

The Tower of Chaldeas.

It was a structure that had seemingly risen up from the ground one day, without any explanation of description of its purpose being there. It was so random, yet the thing stood taller than every other building in the city. Its appearance was similar to the Endymion Space Elevator that had been there one year ago, yet the tower’s presence was alien in a way that couldn't be described with human words or comprehension.

Uiharu wanted to find out just what was with that place, why it was there and what purpose it served. She dug further, hacking into the Board of Directors’ database, trying to find anything that related to the tower’s existence, and if it had anything to do with Violet’s sudden presence.

It had just been then that she realized how similar the two’s existences were. Both had suddenly appeared out of seemingly nowhere and became integral parts to Academy City. Both had rumors surrounding them for a while, and if the timeline in her head was correct, both had seemingly appeared around the same time. 

There was a possibility that they may have been completely unrelated to one another, but then again, they could be connected.

Sitting at her desk in the Judgement Branch Office 177, Uiharu continued typing away on her laptop, looking through a long list of files in the database, and it was only after a while that she found a particularly curious file.

“C.S.C 002...?”

The file had an image of the Tower of Chaldeas, which she was looking for. There was a great nervousness as she hovered the courser over the file, clicking it.

When it opened, she was given more closer images of the tower and some details written below that could clue her in on the structure’s purpose.

“...As per the agreement of Multi-Universe Peacekeeping treaty, Academy City is to have one facility dedicated to the C.S.C, serving as a secondary headquarters for designated personnel and to maintain a protective displacement boundary field around the city in the event of an X-K Class End of the World Scenario. Access to this facility is limited to C.S.C Personnel with Level 7 clearance, and unauthorized access will be dealt with severely including termination.”

Uiharu felt a chill as she read the file description. There was a lot about it that she didn’t understand. End of the World Scenario? Secondary Headquarters? What was this about? Did Academy City, or this third party know about  the end of the world before it happened and created this facility to protect the city? Uiharu did not get it, but she guessed that tower was the very reason why Academy City wasn’t blown off the map.

But the threat of termination was what chilled her. It was a statement, to anyone that read this that they would be dealt with if they looked in too deeply.

She started to wonder if she was in danger for reading this very file. She did hack into the Board of Director’s database after all.

But before she could do anything, multiple windows suddenly opened up on her laptop’s screen, each of them taking up space and no matter how much she tried to close them out, more of them kept appearing.

“H-Huh?! What’s going on?! W-What is this?”

The windows contained a very disturbing image of the same picture. The image was a silhouette of a strange person... could it even be called one? It had multiple horns on its head, seven circles that looked like eyes on its chest, had what looked like a tail, or tendrils around it, its lower body wrapped in what seemed to be chains, sharp white teeth that formed a grin on its otherwise featureless face, and a crown that seemed to hover atop the figure’s head.

Strange audio that sounded like distorted laughter came from the laptops speakers as more windows popped up. It had then came a point where the computer had been completely destroyed. The screen shut itself off and smoke seemed to come from the device as she tried to turn it back on.

Uiharu had heard of a Virus that had been only talked about in fourm boards where looking into certain files on the internet would allow such a virus to infect software and utterly destroy their systems, making the device too far gone.

This was the Scarlet King Computer Virus.

It was developed by an unknown party, and if weaponized, could be used to take down entire grids and networks across the world. Uiharu had gotten a small taste of that virus’s capability, with her laptop no longer functioning. It was a Judgement issued laptop, so if the time came, she could request for a new one, but this was a concerning development.

What were they hiding to warrant such a hostile cyber response? with the virus being sent her way, it was obvious that they knew she had accessed their files....

....And if what they were saying about unauthorized access being dealt with severely was true, what did that mean for Uiharu right now?

She suddenly dealt as if her life was in danger.

“T..This is bad isn’t it?”

[darcyxpalmer]

status: closed with @selinswonderland where: in the Wilderness

Darcy was terrified, and that was saying a lot.

But Beema was still alive and out there and something horrible and huge and giant was out there, potentially hunting her, so there was no question that they needed to help her. Maybe there was a bit more question if Darcy had to be there, there was a few moments of hesitation on her part for certain, but in the end she couldn't have stayed away, couldn't have stayed back on the beach.

So now she was in the Wilderness, hoping she was heading in the right way. Nobody knew where they were really going, but they had to find Beema, right? They just had to.

Ans hopefully before the hornets found them, too.

Thankfully it wasn't the hornets she stumbled into first - it was Selin, probably here for the same reason as she did. "Selin? Selin!" she called out - or more like whisper-called out and jogged up to the woman, hoping she heard her and wouldn't get a jump scare as Darcy stepped up against her. "I'm assuming you haven't found Beema yet either, right? Or seen that giant mostrosity?"

[ask-beacons-finest]

Hi everyone!

Admin here, with something...well, different.

So I've been on an SCP binge for like...A week and a half now. I'm talking HARDCORE BINGE. Idk why but I just love the stuff, you can check it out here! If you've never seen it I recommend it, there's also TONS of amazing YouTubers to make SCP content, I recommend TheVolgun and SCP-Illustrated!!!

Anyways, I made a thing! I'd put it under a cut but Tumblr mobile is garbage!

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Operation Name: “Chainlink Eyes”

SCP(s) involved: SCP-3008

Head Doctor: Dr. ####

Assistant Doctor(s): Dr. ##### and Dr. ##

MTF Team(s) involved: MTF Team 776 (Standby)

GOI involved: N/A

Mission Statement: The rescue of civilian individuals trapped within SCP-3008.

Mission Instructions:

Several D-Class personnel are to enter SCP-3008, guided by radio contact and an unmanned video drone piloted by Foundation operatives stationed outside if SCP-3008

The D-class are to move as a group until one is commanded to stop moving and remain stationary.

The first D-Class is to stop immediately after entry of SCP-3008, now designated as D-Class-001.

The next is to stop at the furthest possible point that is still within eye contact of D-class-001, now designated as D-Class-002

The next is to stop within the furthest possible point that is still within eye contact of D-class-002, now designated as D-Class-003

And so on, essentially forming a “chain” of eye contact, and a path for return to the exit of SCP-3008. Should the group run out of personnel to form the “chain” of eye contact, a second group of D-Class personnel shall be sent into SCP-3008 and follow the “chain” until the end, then utilizing the new numbers to continue until reaching a survivor settlement.

D-Class personnel are absolutely not allowed to move from their position under any circumstances, failure to comply with this rule is an immediate mission failure and all D-Class personnel within SCP-3008 are to be considered lost and no rescue effort will be made.

Once the D-Class personnel come across a human settlement, they are to inform the individuals there of the exit and the strategy of rescue, and are to guide the trapped individuals out by sending them in the direction of the previous D-Class of the chain. D-Class are to also kindly request that the trapped civilians bring any and all records of their time within SCP-3008 out with them. These records are to be confiscated by Foundation personnel for study. Assurance of safety from any hostile instances of SCP-3008-2 is to be promised.

Under NO CIRCUMSTANCE is a D-Class personnel to lose visual contact with the D-Class in front of them, rescued civilians are to be instructed to not obstruct the sight of one D-Class to another. Instances of SCP-3008-2 are to be ignored.

Depending on the success of this test, future search and rescues will be conducted with the assistance of MTF Team 776 “Just Short of Lucky”

All rescued civilians are to be detained by foundation personnel, debriefed, and given Class A amnestics. Should any rescued civilians be considered useful for the foundation, they are to be either hired as Level 1 Researchers or taken as D-Class.

Mission is to be considered unable to continue and D-Class are to be recalled no time later than ninety minutes before SCP-3008's “Night Cycle” to avoid losses by instances of SCP-3008-2.

Ammendum-001: The use of MTF Team 776 was recommended by Dr. #####, and approved by Dr. #### and O5-#, due to their exceptional success rate in civilian recovery ops. This ammendum functions as a reminder to all Foundation staff that the “name” of an MTF Team is simply a code named used for easier recognition and simplicity's sake. Personnel assigned to this mission are to not argue with this decision.

Ammendum-002: A revision of this mission has been theorized and updated. As of ##/##/#### and signed into mission statement by Dr. Miller and Head Dr. #### all D-Class personnel are to be doubled up in pairs when they are split from the group, with the individuals handcuffed together by the same wrist (right to right, left to left) to prevent either from abandoning the other. One D-Class, designated D-Class-00X, will be the key holder for the handcuffs, and will be considered the impromptu leader of this expidition. D-Class-00X is to lead the pack and not be left behind as a link of the “chain”, all handcuffed D-Class personnel will be informed that D-Class-00X will uncuff them upon the success, or failure, of this mission. The pairs of D-Class personnel will now be referred to as D-Class-00(#)-A and D-Class-00(#)-B, depending on which number of the chain they are. D-Class-00(#)-A is to look forward to the next link of the chain at all times, while D-Class-00(#)-B is to look at the previous link of the chain at all times. Previous stated mission rules still apply.

Ammendum-003: Message from Head Doctor ####,

“Was this NOT clear in the mission instructions? Are you an idiot? Of course this mission will be carried out during the ‘day' cycle of SCP-3008, we're not risking civilian lives to instances of SCP-3008-2. Jesus Christ it's like I'm talking to fucking children here. This is why you're a level 2 researcher and I'm level 4. Next time use your fucking head you tart and read the damn file given."

Ammendum-004: The use of tracking animals to assist in the hunt for human settlements within SCP-3008 has been submitted for review.

Ammendum-005: Message from Head Doctor ####,

“For fuck's sake. Yes we're going to follow the usual selection policy of D-Class personnel when it comes to civilians. Absolutely no D-Class with history of unpredictable violence or sexual assault will be allowed to participate in this mission. I don't want another incident like [REDACTED] to happen again, do you? Jesus Christ I've taken Class C amnestics for that event and I still see the blood on the walls. There’s a reason the ethics committee made that policy. Now listen, ask me another dumb question, and I'll make sure you're a part of the D-Class team sent in, or maybe I can reassign you to SCP-####? Yeah. You don't want that? That's what I thought. Shut up and get back to work. We're trying to save lives here.”

Ammendum-006: Personnel assigned to this operation are to be warned of Dr. ####'s personality and attitude and are to be reminded of her importance to the Foundation. She may be a difficult person to work with, but she ultimately has the greater good in mind. Thank you, Signed O5-##

[belost-the-watcher]

Galra Internal Affairs

Note: Portions of entry ordered to be redacted by command

Subject - XQO.0043

Codename Wraith

Name: Belost Windor

Aliases: “The Watcher”, “Wraith”

Age: Roughly 150 Years

Height: 7′10″ since exposure

Weight: About 280 pounds with armor

Affiliation: Galra Empire, Imperial Army, & █ █ █ █ █ █ █

Time Since Exposure: 20 years

Notes:

Initial report filed by Agent G (see Internal Affairs record S-XQO.0043-001)

Followup report filed by Agent C (see Internal Affairs record S-XQO.0043-002)

Entry 1

There has been much debate surrounding the necessity of taking containment measures against XQO.0043. Agent G’s recommendations were always to maintain a hands off approach and to study the subject from a distance. The idea seemed to be a way to limit Wraith’s stress and suspicion. Given his newfound strength and distrust of authority, however, it seems necessary to implement some form of containment protocol.

While he has always been a loyal (if somewhat troublesome) soldier of the Empire, he is still dangerous. And rare. There are very few living quintessence-infused entities as it were, let alone ones who remain sentient and responsive. The potential for study is too great to pass up.

Over the coming weeks I will be implementing some safeguards. Wraith will continue to be observed, but from a closer proximity. Armed guards will be placed discreetly along his more common routes, especially those near the hangar. Guards at the reactor should not be necessary given his documented aversion to quintessence. If possible, lockdown drills should be run in the event an escape or hostile action is taken.

This leads me to another necessary protocol. Should Wraith ever become openly hostile, security will need a means to deal with him. Nonlethal methods should be exercised if possible, as previously mentioned he is simply too rare to squander. However, if necessary then lethal means should be allowed.

Multiple teams of no less than four guards each should be deployed. Given his speed, a more direct approach is not advised. Instead there is potential in exploiting his permanent night eye. Flashbangs should be used to disorient him long enough for tranquilizer rounds to be applied. His body seems to metabolize many different chemicals quickly, so speed and a large dose of tranquilizers will be necessary.

No chances should be taken if a lethal approach is warranted. Catch him in lock down and █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █  the ship. This will most likely kill some crew as well, so once again: A lethal approach is NOT recommended unless in extreme circumstances.

Entry 2

The newly added guards were noticed within a few days. XQO.0043... strongly requested.. they be removed. Request was denied and the subject became aggressive. Will be doubling the amount of guards posted.

This agent believes subject to have initially been given too much freedom. XQO.0043 was allowed to become complacent in being uncooperative. Will be scheduling another test this week.

Entry 3

Wraith has gone into hiding. His ship is still in the hangar but he has become... difficult to find. Wraith will need to come out eventually. Will update upon his reemergence.

 Entry 4

Six days and he is still missing. Ship is still in the hangar. May start sending search parties.

Entry 5

The posted guards have been called off after they reported being watched.

Entry 6

Calling Agent G to advise on the situation after I woke to find my bathroom mirror shattered.

- Agent C

Addendum

Wraith resurfaced after nearly two weeks gone. Potential hiding spots will need to be mapped out. Subject has expressed well wishes in this agent’s return. Observation drones have been posted, guards removed, and no additional interviews beyond the regular have been scheduled.

Non-lethal containment protocol developed by Agent C seems sound and will be maintained. Orders from command have forbidden lethal measures upon this agent’s recommendation.

Will be requisitioning a new mirror for Agent C’s old / my new room.

- Agent G

[savetopnow]

2018-03-31 03 APPLE now

APPLE

9 to 5 Mac

9to5Mac Happy Hour 166: Apple’s EDU iPad event, Apple Watch redesign rumors, iOS 11.3 release

9to5Toys Lunch Break: 27-inch iMac Pro from $4,350, Amazon TP-Link Gold Box, Apple Watch Stand $7, more

Griffin announces new PowerBlock Wireless Charging Pad for iPhone with 15% off launch price

New 2018 iPad now available for in-store pickup at Apple and Best Buy

iPhone assembler Foxconn sees rise in holiday quarter profits despite gloomy expectations

Apple Insider

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Foxconn profits ride high on iPhone X, dispelling worries about Apple's sales

Apple details eGPU support in macOS 10.13.4 High Sierra, notes no Nvidia support

AppleInsider podcast talks OS updates, interviews Yoav Degani of MyPermissions about Facebook, and discusses new iPads

Chinese customs officials bust $80M drone-based iPhone smuggling ring

Cult of Mac

New 9.7-inch iPad lands in Apple stores

Chinese smugglers use drones to deliver iPhones

Bassgate: Did software update sap HomePod audio?

macOS 10.13.4 lands with eGPU support and business chat in iMessage

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[craigwinslow]

2 0 1 6 👋

Go, Hustle, Be.

Personally, I’ve had a breakthrough of a year. I feel more confident, more financially stable, and just damn proud of what I’ve been able to accomplish.

Landing the Adobe Creative Residency back in April has propelled my independent design career in wonderful ways. It’s given me a massive platform to promote my work, share my process, and educate others along the way.

99U wrote a feature on Projecting West. Creative Review and then FastCo Design covered my work from the London Design Festival. Most affirming of all— one of my favorite publications, The Great Discontent, did a fantastic long-form interview on me.

I’ve met an incredible amount of new people, produced an impressive amount of work, but by the end of 2016 I had one big problem. One that’s hard to admit.

I’m completely overwhelmed.

I made a bunch of work in quick succession and it’s all piled up. Finding time to document work is a common struggle if you have another immediate project to jump to next. I push myself hard, but in the pressure put on myself to make the most of this residency, I’m drowning by being overly ambitious. 

Hell— even finishing this recap post has a been a crazy-daunting task. I haven’t even posted on my blog since I got the residency in April. That needs to change. I miss writing about bits of process & behind the scenes of projects.

Typically when I get stressed, I let myself go on a tangent and work on whatever I really want to work on. That usually means I start another new idea, but so long as I’m happy & being productive, it works. Eventually I’ll snap out of it, and stay up all night churning out actual work to get out of a creative rut. This time, I completely shut down instead.

So, I spent the holidays reflecting, took some good time with friends and family, and disconnected— slowed down to better move forward.

I’ve succeeded in many ways this year, grown personally more than any other year in my life, yet I can’t help but be self-critical and focus on the ways I failed. 

Here’s what I did this year.

january

Future is Inevitable

I kicked off 2016 with my first solo art show, which turned on just before midnight. Neutrally named, passers by stared into a magic doorway containing fleeting future memories.

Scoble Show — Napa Valley

Robert Scoble invited me to his 2nd annual party and I made a fun impromptu light installation on a tower of wine barrels and vineyard doors.

White Noise Now Announce Video

After quietly experimenting with materials and bouncing ideas, I filmed and edited this launch teaser for a new collaborative with movement artist Erika Senft Miller and sound designer Miles Dean. (Scroll down, we launched the first performance in VT in Oct!)

february

Take F(light)

An impromptu short made with two other PWLF artists, flying a glass airplane with a custom-built drone, to promote our creative works for the Portland Winter Light Festival.

Between Them — Portland Winter Light Festival

Bringing the bridges of Portland to life, imagining what inside jokes the pillars must have about these interesting Portland-folk. Given a spare projector, I showed the Future is Inevitable doorways on two neighboring pillars.

ZX + Future is Inevitable at AFRU Gallery

Same weekend as the PWLF, I showed these two pieces in a group show called ByteMe 5.0.

march

Object Theory Branding

I was fortunate to work with creative director Amy Hillman to create a visual brand for Object Theory, named Most Innovative AR/VR Companies of 2016 by Fast Company.

Epiccurence — The Montues

Invited by Dann Petty to augment the space, ended up creating an impromptu projection with live visuals. I met so many amazing creative humans.

Portland Monthly

I did a couple projection mapping installations at various events for Portland Monthly. One of them was ruined by an amazing sunset.

Applied for Adobe Creative Residency

My good friend Mike Ackerman told me about some creative residency thing but the deadline was only 2 days away. I stayed up all night and submitted my Light Capsules concept for it. Glad I pulled that all-nighter.

april

Soundtoys / Julianna Barwick

Projection mapping live graphics on a cyc wall at Soundtoys while responding to the beautiful sounds of Julianna Barwick.

Jackson Hole Road Trip

Drove out to Jackson, WY to hang out with a close friend Nick, scope out ghostsigns, and mentally prepare for the upcoming year of residency work.

Preparing for Residency

Adobe sent a video team to Portland to create an intro, announcing my residency. You’ll find that video directly above these words you’re reading.

may

Full Moon Masquerade with Greg Davis

Projection mapping into a fish tank, stairwell, and shipwreck at ECHO Aquarium. Thanks to my friends at Signal Kitchen for bringing me on!

Light Capsules — Adobe Creative Residency

For my residency I proposed a project I had in mind since Day 6 of Projecting West, projection mapping ghost signage around the world, bringing the previous layers of history back to life.

Light Capsule 001 — Burlington, VT

To kick off my residency project, I thought it was only right to start on the building where my design career truly began.

Light Capsule 002 — Joseph, OR

During a camping trip, I brought my generator and projectors, and found this little Shell sign and brought it to life at sunset.

Light Capsule 003 — Portland, OR

For a promotional live news segment about the project and my residency. Stay tuned for a Portland takeover for Portland Winter Light Festival 2017!

june

Light Capsule 004 — Astoria, OR

The first palimpsest of my residency project, the whole process from research to projection, was shared on Adobe’s Snapchat. I also wrote a big process post published for Adobe Create Magazine.

99U Article — Projecting West

After being interviewed by Matt McCue, he wrote a long piece on 99U about the story and origins behind our road trip kickstarter adventure, Projecting West.

july

Light Capsule 005 — Cincinnati, OH

Visited the incredible American Sign Museum, worked with Ronny Salerno, and revived the last remaining wall by sign painter Chuck Keiger.

PBR Unicorn Mask

Totally forgot to share this one. I worked with Jen Fuller Studios to design & produce a kit to make your own unicorn head out of a PBR box. They shipped the guide for Halloween 2016. You can get your own template for free on PBR’s site. Oh, and here’s the video I shot/edited as a making-of.

august

NikeLab x RT

As soon as I began the residency, I was separately approached by NikeLab for an animation/installation project. Adobe completely encouraged me to pursue it, taking time to focus on what resulted in an animated Ricardo Tischi pattern that was shown globally.

Light Capsule 006 — Portland, ME

Of course I had to put my hometown on the map. This one was quite a challenge to figure out, with a few mysteries that remain... Read more about it in my latest article on Adobe Create Magazine.

Light Capsule 007 —Portland, ME

For a “ghost sign,” this one wasn’t too worn, but I couldn’t resist using it to confuse people in the Portland out west.

september

XOXOFEST 2016

Collaborative light installation with my studiomate Ben Purdy. To commemorate the 5th year and impending hiatus of the festival, we blended glitched recap & speaker videos of past with a secret live feed from the bar. This was our first time actually working together on a project. (We’ve actually been paid to not work together before, but that’s another story.)

London Design Festival

Whoa. Huge trip to London to bring a series of Light Capsules across the pond. Collaborated with Sam Roberts of Ghostsigns. I was also honored to kick off the festival by speaking at the V&A Museum and share my story & process.

Light Capsule 008 — Take Courage

I couldn’t not do this sign for Courage Beer. The message actually comes from war time era, and ‘take’ is used like ‘take your medicine.’ So many meanings and history in this simple two-word phrase. So good in fact, we did this sign twice, the Saturday to start the festival, and the following Saturday to end it.

Light Capsule 009 — Barlow & Roberts

Up close & personal, this wooden sign tucked under a bridge and squeezed between two structures was a great way to demonstrate the projection mapping technique and process.

Light Capsule 010 — Cakebread Robey

Another palimpsest, this one up in Stoke Newington, it was interesting to analyze the two layers and see what changed as the business changed and grew.

Light Capsule Worldwide Party — Distillery Bar

Halfway through the London Design Festival, we took over a blank wall and brought to it a digital collection of signs from all over the world.

Light Capsule 011 — Wire Works

The left part of this sign was on the corner of a building that collapsed during the war. When it was rebuilt, they filled in the bricks, but didn't repaint.

Light Capsule 012 — Westminster Gillette

As the finale of the London Design Festival series, we brought to life this triple palimpsest that took some special figuring out using historical photographs.

october

White Noise Now presents — SALT

When we announced this back in January, I had no idea the second half of my year would get so insane. Fortunately, Adobe was super supportive of the WNN project, funded it, and I roped it into my residency. It was named Best Art Installations of 2016 by Seven Days. We’re very close to sharing the video of this performance installation, and I can’t wait to grow this collaborative further.

Light Capsule 013 — Detroit, MI

Pushing the Light Capsules project further, I collaborated with Miss Van to augment her mural alongside an existing ghost sign. This was also recorded in 360º on a Gear 360.

november

Adobe MAX Speaker

Third talk of the year, and the biggest of my life. I broke down a 60 min talk into a 10 min backstory, 20 min on Projecting West, and 20 min on Light Capsules. It went super well.

Adobe MAX BASH — Entrance

I created a light installation at the entrance to the MAX BASH, projection mapping on a sculpture of 42 surfboards. Naturally, I titled this MAX BORTS.

december

New work studio

Prior to the closing of the XOXO Outpost, my studiomate Ben Purdy noticed a new studio on craigslist… with a ghost sign in it. We toured a few other places, but the Goldsmith Blocks are pretty great and now I work up close with Big Philip.

New loft apartment

In another crazy timing circumstance, my roommate was moving out and I noticed a dream apartment opened up downtown: a big gorgeous studio loft in a converted historical industrial building. Pulled the trigger on it. Moved everything in a day. First time living alone, too, but it feels just right.

Monster Project SF

My mentor at Adobe, Stefano Corazza, organized an incredible gallery show for The Monster Project, hosted in the freshly renovated Adobe SF Headquarters. I flew down to create something fun and impulsive for it. With only a day to put something together, I brought on my pal Mike Ackerman and we ended up getting a bunch of paper lanterns and turned a festive tree into a creepy monster.

1 Hotels

Another side venture started in 2015 that is gaining some solid momentum, I’m working with 1 Hotel to realize an experimental new type of immersion room in their South Beach location. Details to come!

This recap post.

Last year I was in the same situation, everything piles up, holidays hit, and I bury myself in unrealistic expectations for a massive end of year post. (You know, something epic like what Mailchimp does.) This year, I reached a limit, and quietly imploded.

2 0 1 6 mantra. Go, Hustle, Be.

GO. — I certainly went. Even hit my goal to go international, too. London, Vancouver, Tijuana, plus lots around the states.

HUSTLE. — Looking at the above, I definitely got a lot done this year. Biggest accomplishment by far was landing the residency of my dreams.

BE. — I’m proud of the quality time I’ve had with many of the new people in my life, but I still need to dedicate more time to reflection and sharing my process.

2 0 1 7 mantra. Let’s do this. (smarter, better, together)

Everything is lining up for me to propel myself forward with the momentum gained through this residency with Adobe. I want to do some incredible things next… but I can’t possibly do this alone. Nor do I want to. 

Especially in the wake of this volatile election, I want to band together with my creative peers to build projects that bring people together and create ripples of positive impact.

This year I’m going to take serious steps to work smarter, optimize my workflow, and take more time for myself. I’ve stopped flying around like an idiot for a bit, and started an actual routine. I wake up at a certain time, make breakfast, coffee, read a chapter of a book, then walk to the studio. 

And now I’ve completed this post, and can somewhat satisfyingly check it off my list, and move forward.

Let’s do this, 2017. —Craig

A FEW THINGS COMING UP 2017:

Jan 20 — Speaking at Adobe Creative Jam Portland, PSU Feb 1-4 — Light Capsules series at Portland Winter Light Festival Feb/Mar — Light Capsules road trip to SXSW from LA to Austin Mar 30 — Immersive visuals for Beowulf at Princeton University.

[dalepwithchari]

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