Florence/Dialogue

`**This article contains the following triggers:** *human experimentation, drug use, PTSD, missing limbs mentions*`
* Ep 1
* Ep 2
* Ep 3 Prologue
* Ep 3 Childhood's End

### In the lab

* We’ve discovered that adding dark matter to the dough improves the taste of a chocolate cake by fifteen percent!
* Don’t tell anyone.

### Day 1

* Oh, right on time! Can you hold some of this useless junk for me?
* I think I stole too many lightbulbs so dr Huxley might start suspecting me...
* Here you go.
* Thanks for your cooperation.

### "How I Met Aiden"

* "How do you plan to do that?" Florence gave me a worried look.

### Giving Charlotte the Cube

* Hi!
* Hehe, thanks!
* Thanks for helping me the other day.
* I brought something in return.
* It's my Bennett blackmail logs.
* I extracted some memories from his brain while he was asleep.
* Man, he really should cut down on soap. It makes him so hyperactive he sleeps like a log afterwards.
* I've already made the spare copies of this, so perhaps one of these cubes will be useful to you?
* Hmph!

### Death day celebration

* Uh...
* IT'S A SURPRISE PARTY! A SURPRISE PARTY!
* S-sure.
* So uh...whose corpse is lying in the coffin?

*Talking to Florence at the celebration*

* (Well, this is awkward...)

### Q84 is attacked

*Q84 begins to wake up*

* Shhhh! You'll wake her up!

*Q84 listening in*

* Geez, mr Honikker, you're always so sour!
* If memory cubes can be extracted, soul cubes can too, right?
* You should seriously cut down on it.

### Q84 hiding in the vents

* What do you mean "she's gone"?
* She has to be around somewhere!
* She isn't that good at hiding, as far as I know. Let's look around a bit.

### Pile of bodies

*Q84 exits too quickly*

* Here she is.

*Q84 hides in the pile of corpses*

* These are just corpses, Ben. They're always here.
* Plus, dr Huxley wouldn't like it if we touched his experiment material.
* Let's look somewhere else.

*Q84 exits immediately*

* So impatient.

### Introduction

* Hi! I'm Florence. Pleased to make your acquaintance.
* So? Felix said you accepted the Oracle voluntarily.
* You'll die in a few days, right?
* Ah! Sorry, sorry!
* So, you two wanted me to find the coordinates of places with power anomalies detected, right?
* I found four! I sent the data to your PC, mr Honikker.
* You can always count on me!

*Scarlett leaves for the language land*

* Have a safe trip, you two.

### TV World

*Getting ready for the trip*

* I'll be the one escorting you today, huh, miss Eyler?
* My attempts at a friendly conversation were completely ignored...

*Entering the labs*

* Aaaaand, here we are.
* Welcome to 6F Laboratories!
* Well of course. This place is built like a big testing polygon.
* Yeah. Kinda. Dr Huxley makes us run all kinds of errands, so they involve other floors too.
* Henry Huxley.
* He's mr Honikker's...uh...Uncle. Yeah. That's what we agreed on.
* Anyhow, dr Huxley is an amazing man. We all look up to him.
* Let's get to business, shall we?

*Finding out about the increased security*

* Well, this is new.
* Yeah. I can assume there is a reason they've reinforced the security measure, but I can't fathom what it could be...
* Honestly, I'm a little disappointed. There's no thrill to it if you can't get diced into cubes.

*Entering the capsules*

* Of course! Do you have any vessels to spare in case this one dies?
* Then, there's your answer.

*New capsule vessels!*

`* Success!
* Yeah, you will respawn.
* But I wouldn't advise dying, because you'll go back to this very room.
* Probably.`

*Florence recounts her past*

`* Yes?
* Ah, well, I don't really work for mr Honikker. It's his uncle I'm indebted to.
* He saved me from Uberia, after all.
* Nah, it's a planet.
* A planet with two types of humans, overmen and men.
* In other words, those who are worth something, and those who aren't.
* As I came to know later, there wasn't really a difference.
* I was a test subject for new inventions in the Prosthetics department.
* They cut my own limbs off and kept reattaching new ones over and over.
* I couldn't move by myself, and had to be taken to my room in a wheelchair.
* They fed me through a tube.
* Now that I remember it, personal hygiene was also impossible without the help of the assistants.
* Talk about personal space.
* Huh?
* I...don't really think about it?
* There were many.
* But they killed more of us than the scientists did.
* If we couldn't be used commercially or kept as pets, be it for therapy or sexual purposes, we weren't needed by overmen.
* That's the reality that had to be accepted.
* Besides, you can't just trust an organization that claims euthanasia to be "a product of love".
* None of us need your pity, miss Eyler.
* You can ask me anything.
* Yeah, that's right.
* I assembled them myself.
* Before that, there was a period when I had various alien-looking prosthetics.
* Then dr Huxley cut all of them off, so I lived as a talking torso for a while.
* Bennett was in charge of taking care of me back then, but he wasn't really good at it.
* But...I'd rather not dwell on the past.
* So let's proceed.`

*Drinking from the vials*

`* Right. But, one of us won't be able to proceed past this point.
* Yeah. They want to separate us. But...
* It's okay, miss Eyler. I can drink it.
* Yes. You need to find miss Wiltshire, don't you?
* So don't worry about me.
* Besides, this whole situation smells like a cheap angst prompt.
* I'm not letting that escalate.
* Yuck...`

*Florence is in front of Scarlett*

`* Told you? I got back faster than you completed those rooms.
* Let's say I took the secret passage.
* Anyway, let's get moving. Miss Wiltshire's presence is \*this\* close.`

### O91's Room

*Entering O91's room*

`* Whoa.
* Whew, this place hasn't changed one bit.
* Yeah, well. It's a long story.
* You can take your time looking around.
* This area appears to be in a stasis field.
* Just look at all these magcats.
* Whoever is in charge of this place...they probably wanted to stop the infestation from spreading.
* Both a maggot and a cat! A magcat!
* Come on, they're lovely! I've always wanted to keep one, but we workers aren't allowed to have pets.
* To each their own!
* Let's get to our investigation.`

*The Oracle Project papers*

`* Do remember that we are on a different floor. Local scientists might have given this name to something else.`

*The Oracle Project papers*

`* Do remember that we are on a different floor. Local scientists might have given this name to something else.`

*Interacting with various magcats*

`* Did you know? They make reaaaally loud sounds when they communicate.
* Like, MROOOOOOOW!
* Relax. We're safe.
* No, no, they aren't zombies, if that's what you wanted to know.
* They feed on feelings and emotions! Mainly negative ones at that.
* Fear is a really strong emotion, for example.
* Hi, little magcat!
* I'm sure you'd change your mind if you met a domesticated magcat.
* Stand back, miss Eyler.
* We're in a simulation, but still...`

*Investigating a scientist's pockets*

`* Aha! I found something in his pockets.
* Let's use it. There was a console here, right?`

*Investigating O91*

`* Hmm, let's see...It says "The Oracle Project".
* "Name: Charlotte Wiltshire
	+ Unit:O91"
* "Status:
	+ Brain activity: GREEN
	+ Vitals activity: GREEN
	+ Lung oxygen: GREEN--"
* Seems like it.
* They're probably keeping her alive for the sake of TV World. It's a **universe of her mind** after all.
* If she were to escape or die it'd ruin their show, so they weakened her body and keep her mind on suppressants.
* Ironically, it's the magcat infestation that got these scientists in the end.
* What? I didn't hear you.
* It's the entertainment industry, miss Eyler.
* You just need to accept it.
* (Man, people from 2F are so difficult...)
* Is that so? Then...
* What do you suggest, miss Eyler? Kill her?
* Then, transfer her brain into a new vessel, completely wiping her memory and therefore killing her as a person?
* Then, the only right answer is: "Let's go home!"
* You can't.
* There's nothing you can do.
* Let's leave the simulation, miss Eyler.
* Your miss Wiltshire isn't here.
* ...
* Perhaps...that's how it should be.`

### Leaving TV World

*Florence exits the capsule*

* Gh...ouch...
* You worry too much, miss.
* I'm alright.
* Ah. Well. This capsule was advertised as a detox spa, right?
* Looks like the soap effects wore off.
* Let me explain.
* We workers have regular soap intakes as a must.
* It affects us in a way where we become restless and hyperactive, alarmingly so.
* Also, it lowers our intellectual abilities and inhibits analytical thinking processes.
* Otherwise we wouldn't be able to work 20-hour shifts with such vigor.
* Nobody would.
* Not after what we went through before our life here.
* Yeah.
* Imagine living in a box with no control over your life.
* The lights go on and off.
* Sometimes you get food. Sometimes you don't. Sometimes the food's poisoned.
* On purpose, of course.
* It was like that for Ben, too.
* No wonder he wants to forget.
* Thankfully, they didn't use us for breeding, but...there was a department for that, too.
* Lecter was there.
* A co-worker of mine. You don't want to know him.
* Most of the workers have severe PTSD.
* Except the androids. They have it easy.
* That's why soap is the best thing that happened to us.
* We can just happily move forward and do errands without thinking too much.
* I'm trying to keep the dose in check, but Bennett is a total soap junkie.
* Yes, yes. Don't mind me.
* Let's leave.