Fearless' Laboratory [A Morbit Fan Story] [7/8 Slots]

[RedGreenBlue]

The pen grabs Whym's signed contract swiftly and precisely; the contract disappears and once more the pen returns to its original position.

[cosmo]

Essence opens the tube to check that the spare contract matches the original copy. If it does, they will sign: “(Thank you.)” into the camera and sign the original contract with a quick flourish.

[RedGreenBlue]

The two contracts match in all but signature now. The pen claw rises up, opens up, and points at Essence's signed contract before opening its claw as if expecting something.

[cosmo]

Essence gives it the signed contract.

[RedGreenBlue]

It clamps down on the contract, takes it, and returns with an approximation of a thumbs up before resting back to its original position.

[cosmo]

Essence tucks the spare contract into a messenger bag that I just decided they have because it would be annoying to have them carry around a contract the entire time.

[Orange Juice Goose]

Orbo flicks one of the fluid bottles.

[Pichi2214]

Sincerity, a blue and yellow celestial cleric/pouch/eyeball type floats into the room, not moving its head while looking at every TCP present already with the eye on its collar, while the many eyes on its arms take in the rest of the room.

It flaps with its big feathery wings once before folding them neatly behind its back, causing the TCP to drop back on the floor instead of floating slightly above it. With a very soft and gentle, but for some reason slightly unpleasant (it's the sound from the eyeball type it's hybridized with that's still slightly heard through) voice it says: "Hello, it is very nice to meet you all. My name is Sincerity, Since (pronounced Sin-ce so that it's two syllables) for short." It bows its head slightly as a greeting.

[RedGreenBlue]

A wave of orange washes over the clear liquid from the place Orbo flicked the bottle; though it returns to being clear in just a moment.
"Please don't touch those," the voice rings out from the wall.

[Clockwork Citrus]

“Hello since, I’m whym”

[Orange Juice Goose]

Orbo giggles, flicks another bottle, and waddles back to the front of room.
"Are we saying hi to each other now? I'm Orbo!"

[cosmo]

"(My name is Essence. A pleasure to meet you all, I'm certain.)"

[Clockwork Citrus]

whym smiles, "new friends!!" she has to contain herself she just wants to hug everyone!! but she doesnt know how others would feel about that so she hugs herself

[Pichi2214]

Since chuckles. "A true pleasure to meet you all." It tilts its head a bit. "Has something been announced already in regards to what we should do? I'm sorry if I missed anything since I was a bit late for this."

[victorianflorist]

Lovelace picks up the papers and leafs through them slowly, reading what text they can.

[Orange Juice Goose]

Orbo tries to read over Lovelace's shoulder.

[RedGreenBlue]

The handwriting on the papers is immaculate, to the point of looking like it was produced by a computer, though the occasional unevenness in ink thickness betrays the look.

Prosthetic full-arm replacements work far better than anticipated. No issues with articulation and movement is present, and AL subject claims to be comfortable with their use.
Unfortunately, we will have to pay the price of fixing this wall.
Maybe we could have found a test subject with a little more self-control.

Another paper reads:

Artificial Healing Serum Test Results (Note to self: Come up with a better name)

-Healing aspect works as intended; test subjects report recovery as they would from any food-type.
-Test subjects also describe the taste as unpalatable. Specific descriptions by individual test subjects follow:
 -"Like someone took every single good thing about food and tossed it out the window."
 -"Tastes like sadness and decay."
 -"What did you just feed me?" (Subject left before the test concluded.)
 -"I felt better before you fed me that."
 -"That was so vile that I may not ever eat a single thing ever again in fear that I will associate the taste of food with what you have done the injustice of making me consume."
-It is safe to conclude that the taste needs improving. Further testing will need to be done towards this goal.

Other notes: Shows promise. If we can improve the taste, we may be able to produce this as a cheap and readily available food source for TCPs. At the very least, it can be used to supplement use of our ability.

[Orange Juice Goose]

Orbo swiftly moves from behind Lovelace after skimming the paper, and heads to the front of the desk. The way they have moved over the the upper-right corner, from behind the desk to say hi, over to Lovelace, and back to the front is notably smooth... as if Orbo should have been bobbing up and down more from their walking. They have somehow mastered walking in a way that results in a hover-like appearance, almost as if orbiting through the room.

[victorianflorist]

Lovelace returns the papers to the table and investigates the devices in the back corner.

[Clockwork Citrus]

whym walks around and picks up a bench and flips it over sitting on it while it is upside down. "oh no, im stuck"