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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 11:02 am
 Crazy new job. Crazy new rules. ...It's cool, though. The benefits are good, and the work is unique. Plus, there are certainly some weird people around this place. Anyway. One of the regulations is keeping a journal sort of thing. Given everything else, I'm almost surprised it's not done Star Trek style, spoken and such. But then, I guess text makes it easier to "modify" what I've said. Since this is my first entry, let's cover the basics. My name is [DATA OMITTED], and I am a marine biologist, among other things. Got a doctorate in that, plus a masters in computer science, and bachelors in mathematics & physics. (Not to mention CS & biology, but that's implied, right?) And hey, I'm not even 25 yet. So that means I'm smart. Or just have no life. One or the other. But...that means I think I'll fit right in around here. Lots of crazies with numbers for names, and a few sane ones, too. Which am I? It's hard to say. I like to spend free time underwater, and some people would call that crazy. I sleep, though, and only ramble sometimes.I'll say something relevant in some later entries.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 11:02 am
Gene Data. A hell of a lot of gene data.
That about summarizes my official business for the past couple weeks. Going through it, checking it over, improving computer models. One set of things in particular I found very interesting.
[Long treatise on genetic trends in chimeras appears here]
Another thing. D-Corp's dragons. Quite interesting creatures, they are. I don't end up doing much with them, most of the time. But still. Observing them. It's a wonder you don't see and hear more about them, really.
I was going through some records and [Data Omitted].
In other news, I came across another number (okay, a lot of them, but one in particular) that is apparently tasked with surveillance and security cameras. That girl is a total loon. Gotta remember to spoof her cameras if she ever puts some in my offices.
What makes her interesting, though, is I overheard her rambling about how the stuffed toys are evil, and watching us to steal our souls, or something. That was a good laugh. But...she's serious! I'm really considering going and buying a few different teddy bears and the like (of various sizes), and hiding them in and around her work space. Specifically, in "watchful" sorts of spots.
For my own part, I have a little stuffed toy shark that sits atop a shelf. Quite sinister in its cuteness, I'm sure.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:39 pm
Business as usual during the last period. Lots of number crunching. Lots of sifting through documents, lab reports, and other such things.
I think I've got it worked out exactly how everything is working properly. With a few little tweaks here and there with some of the sequences, I think we could ensure 30% lower defect rate. I need to run some more computer models, but here's what I have so far.
[A lengthy, dull, and extremely technical explanation of gene sequencing, and live-subject alteration appears here]
In the end, though, data suggests the alterations can't hurt anything, so no matter how small the improvement, it is still an improvement.
Everyone's favorite psychotic number has been having fun, too. I briefly placed a large stuffed bear outside her door yesterday, to see the reaction. It was rich, let me tell you. Further, I took it away after she went to get something. Just to add to it. She's seemed more paranoid than usual since then. It's hard not bursting out laughing whenever I see her.
I've got a toy bunny that I'm going to leave on her door handle a little later. No notes, no labels. Just a bunny. Eventually, I might start putting things with notes, just to see what she does... but for now, the toy is enough.
I've wondered if I should feel bad about this. I concluded that she's already off the deep end. I am merely performing some field studies of a lunatic. Eventually she might need to be institutionalized, or put on some very heavy medication. But for now, observation is enough.
...Observation with a bit of external stimulus, of course.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:24 pm
It's been busy around here recently--And not just because of pagan/christian traditions. D-Corp's been abuzz with hatchings, checkups on growing dragons, and the kids that go with them, too. There was also this very interesting glowing egg that somebody dug up.
The boss had me do some scans on it, although I wasn't allowed to take any samples. Gotta wait until it hatches, or some such. The thermal scans were interesting, and they're gonna special-grow a new kid just for the egg. Something about powerful magic.
Magic. That's really something. At some point I should look into that stuff. Get the cold gaze of science on that, and see how it ticks. But I have a job to do in the mean time.
Magic aside, my spectral and thermal analyses lead to a few interesting observations...
[The standard collection of esoteric thoughts about specific gene sequences, along with cross-reference images and related images from other species, appears here.]
I am looking forward to watching these new species as they grow larger.
My "extra-curricular" observations have progressed a bit--"The Subject" has relocated to a temporary nest, and she apparently feels the need to obsessively check all her small, fluffy 'prisoners,' whom she clearly believes are watching and waiting for something.
To test reaction to unanticipated 'prisoners,' I added a new one (a small 'beanie baby' parrot) to one of her boxes while she was occupied with other matters. I believe it is one of the boxes that she will not be opening until she has located a new cave to dwell in and peer suspiciously out from.
The oversized bear that I acquired for testing purposes currently resides in my office closet while I await an opportunity to leave it in the subject's desk chair--preferably right after she has her new office, and is getting lunch, or tending to her vital needs. Timing something like that is difficult, however, so I must be careful.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:06 am
I knew there was something I forgot to do. This.
Yes, yes, it's supposed to be up-to-date and all that, but The Powers that Be are more than capable of viewing my other, more (shall we say) sciency, reports.
Things have been rather touch-and-go recently. Sorta seems like a time warp. Almost hard to grasp exactly how long it's been. Maybe that's the nature of working with stuff like this. Speaking of which, I should leave a few chronometers in a few places around the facilities and away from it--see if there is a difference due to the strange supernature of the place.
Well, let's see, what is there to say? I'm still mapping out genomes, there are new dragons to be seen (one fuzzy one looks like it would make an interesting dive partner), the boss still looks rather like a zombie, and the other techs are just as nutty as ever.
Speaking of which, I've mostly left alone "The Subject" and her stuffed toys, although tomorrow I'm going to leave a toy bunny at the door to her tiny office.
On the subject of offices, since I'm thinking about it, my own "office" is definitely sufficient. Far larger than some other peoples' spaces (The Subject, for instance), but that's largely because it's also my lab. I get this one room to work with, and that's about it. I'm sure someone would get on me about the clutter of the place, but I'm pretty sure the door's lock is set to only open for me. It's clean, of course, but I have beakers, and laptops, papers, and the like scattered all around...
Maybe I should do something about that? Nah.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 10:13 am
It's been pretty peaceful around here. There are some new faces floating around. I saw a colorful snake, and...I think it was a duck, and a few others. Sometimes it's hard to tell right away what these little kids are spliced with.
Heh. Spliced. It's like I perpetually live in one big scifi movie...except there are less alien or mutant horrors floating about trying to kill everyone. Hopefully The Boss doesn't get any bright ideas from that thought.
Every now and then, I think to myself, "what the hell have I gotten into here?" The thought comes with no small amount of incredulity and possibly horror. Then I spin around in my chair and look at the latest marvel of science placed on my desk and forget all about it. D-Corp is completely insane, but it's so very fascinating to be here.
Plus, I don't think the company's evil--Not enough goons wearing face masks. 446 certainly looks the part of evil henchman, though. She's freaky. And the hobo guy. What the hell?
I thought I saw my younger brother the other day...but it might have been my imagination. He's way too much of a slacker to be useful around here. I thought about going and finding out if I did see him, but then I remembered that I had some cultures that I had to check over before they grew too much or died off completely, so I'll just have to wait until I see him again, or whoever that was, to figure out if I was right.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 1:55 pm
I had a most fascinating talk the other day with one of the sequencers...the guys who actually ensure the children D-Corp pumps out aren't horrifying monsters that wish for death (my words, not theirs--although, really. The vast majority of these combinations really should not be so pretty and well-formed. Even the ugly ones). I swear they're part machine.
Maybe they are.
But anyway, it was most interesting to get some thoughts on their methods. I deal in genetics, but it is about analysis and minor modification of existing specimens, not synthesizing new ones. I have genetics files on the majority of the children & dragons around here, and I do see how some of it comes together, but it's still mostly unknown to me.
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I had the file for a new child plopped on my desk, blood samples, known ancestral data, the works. Pretty standard stuff, really, but there was an extra paper wedged in there...Somebody was apparently sloppy and gave me a page out of the psych reports--I don't usually get the name & family information of the subjects, just an identifying number. (This one was Rep13.)
I was going to just rip it up and throw it out, but I happened to notice the guardian name on the page, and it nearly made me choke on my coffee.
I did see my younger brother a couple weeks ago. That is...interesting. Technically, we're not supposed to have family here... I might have neglected to point out his existance to anybody when I got hired. It's not like I talk to him regularly.
All the same, this could get awkward if somebody figures it out and decides that it's not a good thing.
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