[the first thing scien does is kick dahut into the surgery theater, where there is now a very familiar machine built and standing politely in the center of the floor. it's not a full reliver machine, but it is instead only the portion that is capable of taking in uploads of peoples' memories. though there's something slightly different, given that this version of the machine also has a full color monitor attached to it.
scien's instruction is simple:]
Get it prepped. We're creating my backup.
[and after that, he will wander out until he grabs luke and also drags him with a simple 'experiment assistance needed'. no further explanation! now all 3 of them are in the surgery theater. for luke's sake, he will explain:]
Two tests today. The first is creating a backup of my memories until this point in the ship. That's a standard procedure to make sure the machine is working, since it's one that we run regularly in the Institute.
The second test is using the monitor to specifically view memories. I plan on using it on myself first, and then we will attempt it on the First Callisto to see if we can decipher what led to him dying.
Dahut is here to make sure the general machinery is working according to our protocol. Busybody, you're on standby in case something goes awry with the machine and I'm incapacitated and it needs to be adjusted.
HELLO LUKE Dahut will wave cheerily in greeting whenever they both reappear, looking very much in his element here. Imagine Scien noted self-surgeon just dragging you off to the operating theater like QUIT YOUR JOB JOIN MY BAND wow. At least there isn't any blood or corpse flowers hanging around this time.]
Hello, hello! Thank you for volunteering to help, monsieur!
[(Yaywon voice) This is how Scien memshares a bang
Anyway of course he comes at that because the last time y'all did this shit Scien fucking DIED ABOUT IT, but he's truly just here like ben_smoking.jpg. Relivers. But this sounds...? Less insane than some of the other experiments they've been running? So he keeps his commentary to himself for now.]
Tell me how it works, so I know what to watch for. [Just in case Dahut keels over too for some reason and he's the only one around to fix things.]
anyway relivers!! scien will just move to take a seat on the medical exam table, reaching out for the piece of machinery that'll rest on his head. i'm running this from memory and don't want to get my switch so if this is wrong the virche can come and kill me itself.]
The device will read the hippocampus and temporal lobe for memory, taking in the synapses and electronic transmissions in the brainwaves to create a data file that has all my memories.
[please don't make me go into psycho-bio nonsense in detail but if luke has follow up questions assume that scien answers him. he'll go to be horizontal on the table now.]
Dahut, count it down once all parameters are checked.
[BUSTLES AROUND don't get underfoot Luke or a 5ft nothin lil green bean will bowl you over. i also don't want to explain this weirdass science in detail so just assume he's doing science-looking stuff with their scuffed scrapyard Reliver machine. have i mentioned i hate relivers and every virche science. my god.]
O-kay! Parameters set and checked; all systems sound, all vitals stable. Counting down from three... two... one!
[LMFKSJGDKJH Y'ALL ARE SO VALID Luke just listens to these amazing descriptions. Genius to genius to genius communication. I fucking hate it here why did we do this.
But with that explained, he will stay close enough to intervene but mostly out of the way. 3 2 1 ACTION]
I should've tried to remake my thermal binoculars...
[GOD
WHAT CAN HE EVEN DO HERE. I guess he'll come over to look at the screens with Dahut?? Though he scans the rest of the room to see if anything else is out of place too.]
[at a glance, nothing in the room is out of place!
for what dahut is able to see on the typical input screen (not the newly added monitor), the process was a success! scien's memory data has been backed up and is available for perusal... though the file size seems to still be increasing?]
[puts everything in one comment hello. but before execution starts, scien will drag dahut and luke over for one last freaky experiment for the week wow. welcome to faux memshare. we don't need to thread the whole thing but for your ic knowledge of what happens -
instead of explaining anything to them verbally, they get a paper. the expectations are simple: 1 ) while scien is in the memory machine, edit his memories so he forgets the moment he lost his arm and 2 ) eject him from the memory machine so he's not just gone forever. he gives a brief explanation of the program he developed as well as an explanation of what to look for in the viewer to find thee moment he lost his arm, but otherwise just sets himself up to get in the machine.
when dahut and luke go through scien's memories, they will get to experience this dramatic battle of "good" versus "evil".... which is probably also the only moment scien has ever sounded truly enraged.
i just transcribed the wholeass scene from the game and called it good for the most part but hell yea welcome to this insane show of trust]
[THEY'RE REALLY HAVING A PRE-EXECUTION ARM REGROWTH MOMENT HERE. This is fine. Everyone is snoozing soon and i will be up later than everyone else i'm sure but he'll dutifully help set everything up alongside Luke and then move over to the viewfinder to start combing through things in search of the Missing Arm Moment. This is truly such an insane show of trust... He's touched...
And after seeing the whole fiasco leading up to his lost arm, before actually getting to work, he just looks up toward Luke.]
[HERE THEY ARE IN HELL'S SMALLER, FREAKIER HELL, a.k.a. Reliver HQ. Luke will come along as promised, assuming he is once again here to make sure nobody explodes or perma-dies or whatever, even though all he really did last time was judge Dahut from afar. It's fine.
Once more, he'll stand close by but out of the way. TRULY IT'S A BOLD CHOICE to allow a nosy-ass detective in here, but Luke thinks Dahut would get mad at him if he suggested taking advantage of this to snoop, so he will not... instead, he keeps his arms loosely crossed as he watches Dahut work.]
So it was that guy...
[Y'know, like Yves from Memshare
He glances at Dahut and snorts.]
I think he was born that way. It's the only explanation. [PLEASE.] ...But at least somebody told him what's been obvious from the start.
[Luke, who has also repeatedly told Scien that he doesn't view him as a god, thinks Yves from Memshare is valid in this, even though he has mixed thoughts on the rest.]
[INSTEAD OF JUDGING DAHUT FROM AFAR THIS TIME HE'S JUDGING SCIEN FROM UP CLOSE.
Damn though imagine the secrets they could unveil if Luke wasn't being babysat. Dahut glances at the screen and at the Yves, sighing.]
Oh, I'm sure you're right. No one becomes like Monsieur Scien! That just happens as an act of God.
[The other sky one that he doesn't believe in! Congrats on your terrible dramatic natural born personality, Scien. He does drop into something quiet after that, though.]
...Even though he really didn't like it, he understands why this was important. It's a little hard to see him come to these conclusions through something like this, though, even if he deserves to be dragged back down to the ground every now and then.
[Yeah!!! He does that all the time anyway it's fine.
But Luke reaches out, putting a hand on Dahut's shoulder and squeezing gently.]
He's okay. [A reminder, first--even if it's obvious, he thinks that sometimes it helps to hear things out loud.] Do you think he would have listened if it happened any other way?
[He knows Dahut's Scien fell in love but he doesn't know the details, so it's like... 20% a real question. Maybe 30%.]
He does seem to appreciate the reassurance, at least, reaching up to pat the hand at his shoulder while considering his answer.]
It's hard to say. In this case, in these circumstances, most likely not... He was already too far down the path he'd picked. It takes some really violent shaking to dislodge a stubborn guy at that point! But in different circumstances, I don't think it would have to be like this at all.
Well, I'll take your word for it. [Privately, he thinks a Scien "in different circumstances" would essentially be a completely different person, but he keeps that to himself. It doesn't matter much anyway, in the end; unless something TRULY bizarre happens, those branching possibilities won't intersect.
In the meantime, thinking back over what they saw--]
I didn't even know he could get that angry. [LIKE, PHYSICALLY.]
[This is very funny because [redacted], but Dahut will just leave the first part as-is for now so he can fucking roast Scien for his terrible burst of anger in the meantime.]
I've never seen him that angry before, either! Even when he had a functional set of emotions, "mad" wasn't something he was feeling at the time, clearly... At most, I've only ever seen him get very, very irritated? Which is also bad!
[OH TO EARN THE IRE OF GOD... Spooky.]
Of course it would be over something this stupid. Really, Monsieur Scien, you're something else... I'm guessing it didn't send him into a crash because it was pretty short-lived?
I think the most human thing a person can do is to get mad over being told they aren't an infallible god. [This is literally the plot of ff16 actually] Do you need to... check for damages, or anything? It's probably fine, right?
[Since he assumes it would've been an issue before now if it was going to be one at all]
You're right, you're right... No matter how god-like a person is, they're really only just a person in the end! Which is why it's so important that Monsieur Scien keeps this lesson.
[If only he could have fallen in love with his maid so it didn't have to be learned by having his ass kicked by a twink...]
But! It's fine, mm. I'll do a last check before I start the process. Let's finish this up and get him back out of there...
[I HATE DESCRIBING RELIVER PSEUDOSCIENCE SO HE JUST DOES THINGS BINGO BANGO IT'S MAGIC. Though he does pause for a few seconds seemingly after he's edited out the arm chop like he's considering something.]
—Mmm, o-kay! That should take care of things. Let's hope this goes well or we'll have to start over.
[JUST KILL SCIEN AND START FRESH. Anyway he'll eject, come back nerd.]
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week 4, monday
scien's instruction is simple:]
Get it prepped. We're creating my backup.
[and after that, he will wander out until he grabs luke and also drags him with a simple 'experiment assistance needed'. no further explanation! now all 3 of them are in the surgery theater. for luke's sake, he will explain:]
Two tests today. The first is creating a backup of my memories until this point in the ship. That's a standard procedure to make sure the machine is working, since it's one that we run regularly in the Institute.
The second test is using the monitor to specifically view memories. I plan on using it on myself first, and then we will attempt it on the First Callisto to see if we can decipher what led to him dying.
Dahut is here to make sure the general machinery is working according to our protocol. Busybody, you're on standby in case something goes awry with the machine and I'm incapacitated and it needs to be adjusted.
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HELLO LUKE Dahut will wave cheerily in greeting whenever they both reappear, looking very much in his element here. Imagine Scien noted self-surgeon just dragging you off to the operating theater like QUIT YOUR JOB JOIN MY BAND wow. At least there isn't any blood or corpse flowers hanging around this time.]
Hello, hello! Thank you for volunteering to help, monsieur!
[HE WAS VOLUNTOLD.]
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Anyway of course he comes at that because the last time y'all did this shit Scien fucking DIED ABOUT IT, but he's truly just here like ben_smoking.jpg. Relivers. But this sounds...? Less insane than some of the other experiments they've been running? So he keeps his commentary to himself for now.]
Tell me how it works, so I know what to watch for. [Just in case Dahut keels over too for some reason and he's the only one around to fix things.]
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anyway relivers!! scien will just move to take a seat on the medical exam table, reaching out for the piece of machinery that'll rest on his head. i'm running this from memory and don't want to get my switch so if this is wrong the virche can come and kill me itself.]
The device will read the hippocampus and temporal lobe for memory, taking in the synapses and electronic transmissions in the brainwaves to create a data file that has all my memories.
[please don't make me go into psycho-bio nonsense in detail but if luke has follow up questions assume that scien answers him. he'll go to be horizontal on the table now.]
Dahut, count it down once all parameters are checked.
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O-kay! Parameters set and checked; all systems sound, all vitals stable. Counting down from three... two... one!
[Does the Reliver thing.]
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But with that explained, he will stay close enough to intervene but mostly out of the way. 3 2 1 ACTION]
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scien disappears]
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...Um!
[Waves his hand through where Scien once was. THEY JUST FUCKING DEPARTICLED HIS HAMSTER.]
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"Um" is not a reassuring sound.
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there's nothing there, just air.
machine's still running though]
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[If the machine is running I GUESS HE'S GOING TO CHECK TO SEE WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON WITH THE SCREENS AND INFORMATION INPUT THOUGH.]
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[GOD
WHAT CAN HE EVEN DO HERE. I guess he'll come over to look at the screens with Dahut?? Though he scans the rest of the room to see if anything else is out of place too.]
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for what dahut is able to see on the typical input screen (not the newly added monitor), the process was a success! scien's memory data has been backed up and is available for perusal... though the file size seems to still be increasing?]
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week 4, pre-execution
instead of explaining anything to them verbally, they get a paper. the expectations are simple: 1 ) while scien is in the memory machine, edit his memories so he forgets the moment he lost his arm and 2 ) eject him from the memory machine so he's not just gone forever. he gives a brief explanation of the program he developed as well as an explanation of what to look for in the viewer to find thee moment he lost his arm, but otherwise just sets himself up to get in the machine.
when dahut and luke go through scien's memories, they will get to experience this dramatic battle of "good" versus "evil".... which is probably also the only moment scien has ever sounded truly enraged.
i just transcribed the wholeass scene from the game and called it good for the most part but hell yea welcome to this insane show of trust]
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And after seeing the whole fiasco leading up to his lost arm, before actually getting to work, he just looks up toward Luke.]
Why is he so dramatic...
[WHY ARE YOU ASKING LUKE.]
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Once more, he'll stand close by but out of the way. TRULY IT'S A BOLD CHOICE to allow a nosy-ass detective in here, but Luke thinks Dahut would get mad at him if he suggested taking advantage of this to snoop, so he will not... instead, he keeps his arms loosely crossed as he watches Dahut work.]
So it was that guy...
[Y'know, like Yves from Memshare
He glances at Dahut and snorts.]
I think he was born that way. It's the only explanation. [PLEASE.] ...But at least somebody told him what's been obvious from the start.
[Luke, who has also repeatedly told Scien that he doesn't view him as a god, thinks Yves from Memshare is valid in this, even though he has mixed thoughts on the rest.]
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Damn though imagine the secrets they could unveil if Luke wasn't being babysat. Dahut glances at the screen and at the Yves, sighing.]
Oh, I'm sure you're right. No one becomes like Monsieur Scien! That just happens as an act of God.
[The other sky one that he doesn't believe in! Congrats on your terrible dramatic natural born personality, Scien. He does drop into something quiet after that, though.]
...Even though he really didn't like it, he understands why this was important. It's a little hard to see him come to these conclusions through something like this, though, even if he deserves to be dragged back down to the ground every now and then.
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But Luke reaches out, putting a hand on Dahut's shoulder and squeezing gently.]
He's okay. [A reminder, first--even if it's obvious, he thinks that sometimes it helps to hear things out loud.] Do you think he would have listened if it happened any other way?
[He knows Dahut's Scien fell in love but he doesn't know the details, so it's like... 20% a real question. Maybe 30%.]
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He does seem to appreciate the reassurance, at least, reaching up to pat the hand at his shoulder while considering his answer.]
It's hard to say. In this case, in these circumstances, most likely not... He was already too far down the path he'd picked. It takes some really violent shaking to dislodge a stubborn guy at that point! But in different circumstances, I don't think it would have to be like this at all.
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Well, I'll take your word for it. [Privately, he thinks a Scien "in different circumstances" would essentially be a completely different person, but he keeps that to himself. It doesn't matter much anyway, in the end; unless something TRULY bizarre happens, those branching possibilities won't intersect.
In the meantime, thinking back over what they saw--]
I didn't even know he could get that angry. [LIKE, PHYSICALLY.]
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I've never seen him that angry before, either! Even when he had a functional set of emotions, "mad" wasn't something he was feeling at the time, clearly... At most, I've only ever seen him get very, very irritated? Which is also bad!
[OH TO EARN THE IRE OF GOD... Spooky.]
Of course it would be over something this stupid. Really, Monsieur Scien, you're something else... I'm guessing it didn't send him into a crash because it was pretty short-lived?
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Luke can't help smiling a little, though.]
I think the most human thing a person can do is to get mad over being told they aren't an infallible god. [This is literally the plot of ff16 actually] Do you need to... check for damages, or anything? It's probably fine, right?
[Since he assumes it would've been an issue before now if it was going to be one at all]
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You're right, you're right... No matter how god-like a person is, they're really only just a person in the end! Which is why it's so important that Monsieur Scien keeps this lesson.
[If only he could have fallen in love with his maid so it didn't have to be learned by having his ass kicked by a twink...]
But! It's fine, mm. I'll do a last check before I start the process. Let's finish this up and get him back out of there...
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But he nods, and scoots back a little to let Dahut do his work. He does not joke about leaving Scien in the machine this time.]
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—Mmm, o-kay! That should take care of things. Let's hope this goes well or we'll have to start over.
[JUST KILL SCIEN AND START FRESH. Anyway he'll eject, come back nerd.]
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