theblackestofhats:
the-perfect-scientist:
Carlos started a blog. After what happened to his notes
while in the Desert Otherworld, and due to the fact that the ban on writing
utensils made work a little difficult to convey, Carlos had started posting his
findings online. The blog wasn’t exactly private, but Carlos only advertised it
to his close friends. It held some of the things he had discovered, his
theories on the possible uses of bloodstone technology, diagrams and blueprints
of fleeting ideas that he got every now and then… it was like a personal
scientific journal without University chairmen of the board hanging over him
telling him what he could and couldn’t publish.
Carlos was out in the sand wastes searching for the source
of some energy readings. He was digging in the soil and sand for samples to
take back to the lab. He was pretty excited for this next project.
@theblackestofhats
That blog may have been passed
over by many, particularly with Carlos only really telling friends of
it, but that didn’t mean it remained unnoticed. Certain keywords and
pertinent phrases within his works were picked up by a search tool
designed by another scientific mind, one rather more villainous in
nature. After all, Black Hat was a greedy creature, and that greed
extended to knowledge. It may not have been widely known, but he was
an avid reader, an entire floor of his manor housing a multitude of
books. He was also somewhat fascinated with works of science, despite
being no scientist himself.
He instructed Dr Flug to trace
the author of the blog, to discover his physical location – and
once he had that information, he made haste to arrive there himself
by means of magical transportation. He did not, as yet, know where in
this general vicinity his target was, but that was nothing searching
couldn’t fix. As a dark-feathered bird, he flew in search of Carlos.
Carlos took some of the soil samples back to the mobile
science station that he’d set up next to his car underneath a collapsible canopy.
Each sample had a strange substance in it that had a cell structure like
nothing he’d ever seen. If he were to describe it, he’d say it looked Precambrian….
But older, void of color, shapeless and ever-changing. and alive.
It was foolish for a scientist to hypothesize on his
hypothesis, but if this substance was truly as old an ancient as it appeared to
be, then it might lead Carlos into discovering just what might be going on in
Night Vale.
Carlos started to quickly sketch what the cells looked like with a pencil that he kept hidden – well, sketched as best as one could with a shapeless model like this.
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