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Animated 
Incorporeal 
Sentient
RPC-004, manifested within media file 004_512_1.png.
Registered Phenomena Code: 004
Object Class: Beta-Yellow
Hazard Types: Animated Hazard, Incorporeal Hazard, Sentient Hazard,
Containment Protocols: The storage device containing RPC-004 is currently stored within Site-016.
Unanimous approval from the Head Researcher (currently Dr. Abastado) and Site Director Marshalssön is required for the replication of RPC-004 onto another storage device for testing. Once testing is concluded, the device, all terminals containing RPC-004, and all of the terminal's peripheral components are to be destroyed.
Online media is to be monitored by Authority webcrawlers for any mention of entities resembling RPC-004-1. In the event that the involvement of RPC-004-1 is confirmed, Authority personnel are to remove the affected media from the internet and, if possible, replace the affected media with the original media.
Description: RPC-004 is an application titled newanimation.exe, capable of modifying certain types of media and text files. RPC-004 is compatable with all versions of Microsoft Windows, and may affect png, jpg, mp3, mp4, doc, docx, txt, as well as 109 other media and text files. (Contact Head Researcher Abastado for a full list of file types susceptible to modification by RPC-004.)
RPC-004 accomplishes this by manifesting an entity, hereby designated as RPC-004-1, within the aforementioned media whenever RPC-004 is executed. RPC-004-1 has proven hostile to all characters within any contained media.
While early modified versions of affected files do not possess significant alternations from original files, RPC-004 usually results in the mutilation and/or termination of characters within the original media. This process is usually completed within eight (8) executions of RPC-004. See Addendum 004.1 for more details.
Depictions of RPC-004-1 within affected imagery or when described indicate RPC-004-1 to resemble a African-American male approximately 40 years of age clothed in blue overalls. RPC-004-1 is also often equipped with a flashlight mounted on a hard hat, an unknown wrist-mounted computer, and orange-tinted welding goggles.
It is currently the hypothesis of Head Researcher Abastado that varying layers of fictional narrative are capable of being affected by RPC-004, i.e. a narrative containing RPC-004 may contain metanarratives capable of being affected by RPC-004. While the exact mechanisms for which such capabilities are enacted by RPC-004 and RPC-004-1 are unknown, at least one narrative have been shown to display a variation of RPC-004.
Discovery: RPC-004-1 was discovered on 08/07/2018 on the website ██████.com, where excessive gore on certain media files were reported. Investigations eventually led to the discovery of RPC-004-1. A mass deletion of RPC-004-1 affected media was subsequently commenced.
PoI-4206 was apprehended on 03/02/2019 in Hong Kong by Romeo-7 (Suited Gentlemen) for possession of RPC-004 after excessive amounts of static noise originating from the apartment of PoI-4206 was reported by neighbors of PoI-4206, with RPC-004 discovered to be running at the time. PoI-4206 was sent to Site-038 for questioning and subsequently detained at Site-009.
As neither new instances of media affected by RPC-004-1 nor other copies of RPC-004 have been discovered since 03/02/2019, PoI-4206 is believed to be the creator of RPC-004. As of today, the origins of RPC-004 have not been provided by PoI-4206.
Addendum 004.1:
This Addendum contains media affected by RPC-004, either through Authority testing or external usage of RPC-004.
Media File: 004-0337
Description: A short story about an individual who mistakes the "metamorphosis" of humans as "zombies". In this narrative, humans undergo metamorphosis for reasons unexplained, causing widespread social unrest.
Foreword: For the purposes of conciseness, only 219 words from the original story are documented here.
<Begin Log>
When someone first told me that people were rising from their graves, I thought the zombie apocalypse was upon us.
A long time later, we were told they weren’t zombies. They were supposed to be human. At least, they were only supposed to be humans after a stage of transformation, like a caterpillar to a butterfly.
Only difference was, the caterpillars were told their entire lives that whatever comes out of a grave wants to kill you. And a bunch of grunting, short, hunched cavemen really resembled a fucking zombie.
Yes, you are correct. Now we know what they are really here for.
But back then, everybody, even the so-called experts, knew jack shit.
So I did what people were unwilling to do. I shot them. I protected the people around me when nobody wanted to.
Hell, it’s not like I’m the first to shoot. Heard off Reddit that people were starting to shoot the “zombies”, so I followed.
Some of my friends were initially judgemental of what I did. “Oh, Dell. You’re shooting humans! These are people! What the hell are you doing?”
And then they get into a near-death experience with these zombies, and immediately become oh-so-grateful for what I’m doing here.
Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot the politically correct term. What was it?
Right. “Differently Alive”.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
When someone first told me that people were rising from their graves, I thought the zombie apocalypse was upon us.
A long time later, we were told they weren’t zombies. They were supposed to be human. At least, they were only supposed to be humans after a stage of transformation, like a caterpillar to a butterfly.
Only difference was, the caterpillars were told their entire lives that whatever comes out of a grave wants to kill you. And a bunch of grunting, short, hunched cavemen really resembled a fucking zombie.
Yes, you are correct. Now we know what they are really here for.
But back then, everybody, even the strange man with a hardhat, knew jack shit.
So I did what people were unwilling to do. I shot them. I protected the people around me when nobody wanted to.
Hell, it’s not like I’m the first to shoot. Saw hardhats killing it, figured that I may as well join in.
Some of my friends were initially judgemental of what I did. “Oh, Dell. You’re shooting humans! These are people! What the hell are you doing?”
And then they get into a near-death experience with these zombies, and immediately become oh-so-grateful for what I’m doing here.
Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot the politically correct term. What was it?
Right. “Differently Alive”.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
When someone first told me that people were rising from their graves, I thought the zombie apocalypse was upon us.
A long time later, we were told they weren’t zombies. They were supposed to be human. At least, they were only supposed to be humans after a stage of transformation, like a caterpillar to a butterfly.
But, this didn't stop my hardhatted friend. He said, with a heavy Texan accent, "whatever comes out of a grave wants to kill you."
Yes, you are correct. Now we know what they are really here for.
Again. He didn't care. He shot them. Shot them up good.
Well, he's far from the first. I watched him clear an entire 38-story building with nothing but a shotgun.
Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot the politically correct term. What was it?
Right. “Differently Alive”.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
A man with a hardhat and a shotgun told me that people were rising from their graves. Said that the zombie apocalypse was upon us.
Yes, the stories about this man are true. Most of them, anyways. The one where he stole a flamethrower and surgically attached it to his dick then spent the next month stroking it is not. Yeesh, I'm getting goosebumps thinking about this story.
No, I didn't know who he was before the event.
But I'm digressing. While he's far from the first, he's probably the most violent. I watched him clear an entire 38-story building of zombies with nothing but a shotgun.
Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot the politically correct term. What was it?
Right. “Differently Alive”.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
A man with a hardhat and a shotgun told me that people were rising from their graves. Said that the zombie apocalypse was upon us. He said, with a heavy Texan accent, "whatever comes out of a grave wants to kill you."
Yeah, that's his picture. Blue overalls, hardhat, some odd device on the left wrist, orange welding goggles.
Yes, the stories about this man are true. Most of them, anyways. The one where he stole a flamethrower and surgically attached it to his dick then spent the next month stroking it is not. Yeesh, I'm getting goosebumps thinking about this story.
No, I didn't know who he was before the event.
But I'm digressing. While he's far from the first, he's probably the most violent. I watched him clear an entire 38-story building of zombies with nothing but a shotgun. Pew, pew, pew. I can almost feel him in the room by saying that.
Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot the politically correct term. What was it?
Right. “Differently Alive”.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
A man with a hardhat and a shotgun told me that people were rising from their graves. Said that the zombie apocalypse was upon us. "Whatever comes out of a grave wants to kill you," apparently.
Yeah, that's him. Sitting there. Where the hell did he come from… whatever.
Yes, the stories about this man are true. Even the one where he stole a flamethrower and surgically attached it to his dick then spent the next month stroking it. Yeesh, I'm getting goosebumps thinking about this story.
Buddy, why am I telling your stories? Get up here and answer them yourself! You're here anyways! Tell them who you are! Why do you seem to be immortal? Did you kill an immortal and take his power or something?
Ah, fuck it. While he's far from the first, he's probably the most violent. I watched him clear an entire 38-story building of zombies with nothing but a shotgun. Pew, pew, pew.
Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot the politically correct term. What was it?
Right. “Differently Alive”.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
A man with a hardhat and a shotgun told me that people were rising from their graves. Said that the zombie apocalypse was upon us. "Whatever comes out of a grave wants to kill you," apparently.
Yeah, that's him. Killing the judge. Shotgun to the face usually does that.
Yes, the stories about this man are true. Even the one where he stole a flamethrower and surgically attached it to his dick then spent the next month stroking it. Oh, there goes the door.
Well, he seemed to enjoy it.
Huh. I wonder what you want. Well, you have to be pointing the shotgun in my face for a reason.
Oh. Motherfucker.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
A man with a hardhat and a shotgun told me that FUCKING HELL THERE HE IS
RUN AWAY OH GOD
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST
WHY CAN'T YOU DIE
AHHHHHH
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
HELP US THERE'S A CRAZED GUNMAN IN HERE
<End Log>
All subsequent versions of the modified files do not contain any words.
Closing Statements: Jesus fucking Christ. They have my pity. -Dr. Abastado
Media File: 004-0422
Description: A 3D animation made with the application, Source Filmmaker, titled "If TF2 Was Mixed With Other Games 2".
Foreword: For the purposes of conciseness, only changes related to the time stamp 1:52 to 2:18 are documented. The premise of the documented segment involves several characters(referred to as "defenders" in this document) being overrun by characters(referred to as "attackers") equipped with P-90s.
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:06 The defender points at the attackers and screams.
2:08 The footsteps of the attackers are displayed on screen.
2:13 The defender is stampeded by the attackers, who run past the defending position. Another defender expresses confusion after all attackers depart the area.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:06 The defender points at the attackers and screams.
2:08 The footsteps of the attackers are displayed on screen. An extra set of boots are seen.
2:13 The defender is stampeded by the attackers, who run past the defending position. Another defender expresses confusion after all attackers depart the area.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. An extra attacker, equipped with a flashlight mounted on a hard hat, blue overalls, an unknown wrist-mounted device, and welding goggles is seen.1 The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:06 The defender points at the attackers and screams.
2:08 The footsteps of the attackers are displayed on screen. An extra set of boots are seen.
2:13 The defender is stampeded by the attackers, who with the exception of the extra attacker, run past the defending position. Another defender expresses confusion after all attackers depart the area.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. RPC-004-1 is seen as an attacker. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:06 The defender points at the attackers and screams.
2:08 The footsteps of the attackers are displayed on screen. An extra set of boots are seen.
2:13 The defender is stampeded by the attackers, who with the exception of the extra attacker, run past the defending position. Another defender expresses confusion after all attackers depart the area. RPC-004-1 shoots the other defender, killing the defender in question.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:06 The defender points at the attackers and screams. RPC-004-1 is seen next to the defender.
2:08 The footsteps of the attackers are displayed on screen.
2:13 The defenders are stampeded by the attackers, who run past the defending position. Another defender expresses confusion after all attackers depart the area. RPC-004-1 then stands back up and looks in the general direction of the departing attackers.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern. RPC-004-1 is seen next to the defender.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:06 The defender points at the attackers and screams.
2:08 The footsteps of the attackers are displayed on screen.
2:13 The attackers open fire at RPC-004-1, but their weaponry proves ineffective. The attackers proceed to be terminated by RPC-004-1 with two pistols. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union stops playing abruptly.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern. RPC-004-1 is seen next to the defender.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:03 RPC-004-1, now being in a position between the attackers and the defenders, terminate all the attackers with two pistols.
2:06 The defender points at RPC-004-1 and screams.
2:08 RPC-004-1 runs back towards the defenders.
2:13 RPC-004-1 runs past the defending position. Another defender panics after RPC-004-1 leaves the area.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 A defender equipped with a Sniper Rifle unscopes after hearing the State Anthem of the Soviet Union. The defender in question expresses concern but is terminated by RPC-004-1 with a pistol. RPC-004-1 then fires at another defender offscreen.
1:59 An unknown amount of attackers run towards the defender's position. P-90s and Russian flags are equipped by the attackers. The State Anthem of the Soviet Union continues to play.
2:03 The attackers panic upon seeing RPC-004-1, now being in a position between the attackers and the defenders and terminate all the attackers with two pistols. An unknown amount of attackers attempt to escape with no success.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
1:52 The camera shows a blood-stained wall with the corpse of a defender holding a Sniper Rifle. A thud can be heard.
1:59 A group of corpses are seen on the floor, with blood splattered over the walls. RPC-004-1 looks at the pile of corpses.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: All subsequent manifestations of the media provide identical results.
Media File: 004-0512
Description: Four (4) armed stick figures drawn by Head Researcher Abastado and scanned digitally afterwards.
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Closing Statements: All subsequent versions are blank. It is currently unknown whether the hand-drawn style of RPC-004-1 depicted within 004-0512 is an attempt by RPC-004 to shadow the style of the original media, or is evidence of RPC-004's status as a sentient being.
Media File: 004-0787
Description: An excerpt from an audiobook titled "Little Red Riding Hood".
Foreword: For the purposes of conciseness, only 223 words are documented here.
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her Grandma's house.
The wolf, in the meantime, took a shortcut…
The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's and knocked lightly at the door.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.
The wolf let himself in. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the wolf gobbled her up!
The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a nightgown that he liked. He added a frilly sleeping cap, and for good measure, dabbed some of Granny's perfume behind his pointy ears.
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a cackly voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the wolf.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her Grandma's house.
The wolf, in the meantime, took a shortcut…
The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's and knocked lightly at the door.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.
The wolf let himself in. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the wolf gobbled her up!
The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a blue overall that he liked. He added a yellow hardhat, and for good measure, took one of Granny's welding glasses.
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a cackly voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the wolf, desperately trying to put on a fake Texan accent.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as Texan as he could muster.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her Grandma's house.
The wolf, in the meantime, teleported away…
The wolf, a little dizzy from the teleportation, arrived at Grandma's and knocked lightly at the door.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that the crazed wolf in the woods had shot you up," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.
The wolf let himself in. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the wolf gobbled her up!
The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a blue overall that he liked. He added a yellow hardhat, and for good measure, took one of Granny's welding glasses.
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a strangely authentic Texan voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the wolf.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, a strange man appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the strange man asked in a voice as Texan a voice could be.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path before the strange man could muster any other word.
The strange man, in the meantime, teleported away…
The strange man, a little dizzy from the teleportation, arrived at Grandma's and knocked lightly at the door.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that the crazed wolf in the woods had shot you up," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.
The strange man let his shotgun answer. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the strange man shot her up!
The strange man then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a blue overall that he liked. He added a yellow hardhat, and for good measure, took one of Granny's welding glasses.
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood, still panting from running, knocked on the door. The strange man jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a strangely authentic Texan voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the strange man.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, a strange man appeared beside her.
"What are yah doing out here, lil' girl?" the strange man asked in a voice as Texan a voice could be.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path before the strange man could muster any other word about his teleporter literally 5 yards away from Little Red Riding Hood. Oh well, he tried.
The strange man, in the meantime, teleported away…
The strange man, a little dizzy from the teleportation, arrived at Grandma's and worked his trusty boomstick towards the sky.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that the crazed wolf in the woods had shot you up," said Grandma thinking that the gunshot was her granddaughter's new shotgun.
The strange man let his shotgun answer again. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the strange man painted the walls with her brain!
The strange man then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a nightgown that he liked, and put it over his blue overalls. He replaced his hardhat with a frilly sleeping cap, and for good measure, dabbed some of Granny's perfume behind his welding goggles.
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood, still panting from running, knocked on the door. The strange man jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a strangely authentic Texan voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the strange man,
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Blue Riding Hood replied as she pulled her shotgun out and blasted the poor, defenseless wolf a new asshole.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly rushed down the path to her Grandma's house.
Little Blue Riding Hood, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's and worked her boomstick towards the sky.
"It's me, Little Blue Riding Hood."
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that the crazed wolf in the woods had blasted you a new asshole," said Grandma, proud that her granddaughter had inherited the spirit of Texas.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, but before she could even think about running, a strange man with a shotgun blew her legs off. The wolf, in the meantime, tried to bite the strange man, hoping to kill the man that stole his kill. The wolf's teeth fell off and shattered into a million pieces.
The strange man, a little out of breath from carrying what remained of Little Red Riding Hood and the wolf, arrived at Grandma's and worked his boomstick at the sky.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma, proud that her granddaughter had inherited the spirit of Texas.
The man let his shotgun do the talking. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the man painted her living room with her brains!
The man cocked his shotgun, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a nightgown that replaced his blue overalls. He added a frilly sleeping cap over his hardhat, and for good measure, dabbed some of Granny's perfume behind his welding goggles.
A few minutes later, the narrator got to the part where he gets fucking mauled by the man. The narrator then describes how the man got behind the narrator and shot his fucking legs off, as the narrator made some futile attempts to run away.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.
OH GOD THAT POOR WOLF WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS HEAD
PLEASE DON'T SHOOT I HAVE KIDS THEY JUST LEARNED TO NARRATE
I'LL GIVE YOU CONTROL OVER THIS STORY HELP
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
SOMEBODY HELP I CAN'T GET RID OF HIM
HE JUST BLEW THE WOLF'S BRAINS OUT
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS
<End Log>
Closing Statement: All subsequent versions of the modified files contain no words.
Media File: 004-0001
Description: A hand-drawn animation showing a person interacting with an unknown media.
Foreword: This media file is believed to be the first instance of RPC-004, as it possessed the earliest time stamp for all files affected by RPC-004.
<Begin Log>
0:00 An entity resembling RPC-004-1 is sitting in front of a computer.
0:03 The entity begins interacting with a video through a computer terminal.
0:06 The video which the entity is interacting with is now visible. The video is displayed to be a hand-drawn stick figure animation and contains a simplistic shed in a grassy field, with a stick figure next to the shed.
2:36 The entity leaves the computer terminal.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 An entity resembling RPC-004-1 is sitting in front of a computer.
0:03 The entity terminates a program titled "newanimation.exe" and begins interacting with a video through a computer terminal.
0:06 The video which the entity is interacting with is now visible. The video is displayed to be a hand-drawn stick figure animation and contains a simplistic shed in a grassy field, with a stick figure next to the shed and a stick figure on top of the shed.
0:13 The entity expresses confusion over the existence of an extra stick figure and removes the extra stick figure from the video.
2:36 The entity leaves the computer terminal.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 An entity resembling RPC-004-1 is sitting in front of a computer.
0:03 The entity terminates a program titled "newanimation.exe" and begins interacting with a video through a computer terminal.
0:06 The video which the entity is interacting with is now visible. The video is displayed to be a hand-drawn stick figure animation and contains a simplistic shed in a grassy field, with a stick figure next to the shed and a stick figure on top of the shed.
0:13 The entity expresses confusion over the existence of an extra stick figure and attempts removes the extra stick figure from the video. However, the extra stick figure cannot be removed.
2:36 The entity gives up on removing the extra stick figure and leaves the computer terminal.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 An entity resembling RPC-004-1 is sitting in front of a computer.
0:03 The entity terminates a program titled "newanimation.exe" and begins interacting with a video through a computer terminal.
0:06 The video which the entity is interacting with is now visible. The video is displayed to be a hand-drawn stick figure animation and contains a simplistic shed in a grassy field, with a stick figure next to the shed and a stick figure on top of the shed.
0:13 The entity expresses confusion over the existence of an extra stick figure and attempts removes the extra stick figure from the video. However, the extra stick figure cannot be removed.
0:27 The entity moves the mouse cursor onto the extra stick figure, but the mouse cursor is pulled by the extra stick figure. The entity's computer mouse is then forcefully displaced by the extra stick figure.
0:33 The mouse is hurled away from the entity.
0:38 The entity leaves the computer terminal in order to recover the displaced computer mouse. The extra stick figure proceeds to manifest a weapon resembling the M134 Minigun.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 An entity resembling RPC-004-1 is sitting in front of a computer.
0:03 The entity terminates a program titled "newanimation.exe" and begins interacting with a video through a computer terminal.
0:06 The video which the entity is interacting with is now visible. The video is displayed to be a hand-drawn stick figure animation and contains a simplistic shed in a grassy field, with a stick figure next to the shed and a stick figure on top of the shed.
0:13 The entity expresses confusion over the existence of an extra stick figure and attempts removes the extra stick figure from the video. However, the extra stick figure cannot be removed.
0:27 The entity moves the mouse cursor onto the extra stick figure, but the mouse cursor is destroyed by the extra stick figure with a weapon resembling the M134 Minigun.
0:33 A tornado is placed into the video by the entity, causing the extra stick figure to lose balance.
0:38 The extra stick figure regains balance.
0:40 The extra stick figure manages to dropkick the tornado, causing the tornado to demanifest.
0:50 The entity, in shock, leaves the computer terminal.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 An entity resembling RPC-004-1 is sitting in front of a computer.
0:03 The entity terminates a program titled "newanimation.exe" and begins interacting with a video through a computer terminal.
0:06 The video which the entity is interacting with is now visible. The video is displayed to be a hand-drawn stick figure animation and contains a simplistic shed in a grassy field, with a stick figure next to the shed and a stick figure on top of the shed.
0:13 The entity expresses confusion over the existence of an extra stick figure and attempts removes the extra stick figure from the video. However, the extra stick figure cannot be removed.
0:29 A black sphere, believed to represent a black hole, is composed by the entity into the video. The extra stick figure, as well as the shed and the original stick figure are sucked into the black sphere.
0:49 The entity removes the grassy field and draws a cliff face, with the black sphere not being over the cliff.
1:30 The black sphere bursts, with the extra stick figure floating in the prior position of the black sphere.
1:40 The stick figure compresses the black sphere.
1:45 The computer terminal explodes. The entity is believed to have been terminated.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 An entity resembling RPC-004-1 is sitting in front of a computer.
0:03 The entity terminates a program titled "newanimation.exe" and begins interacting with a video through a computer terminal.
0:06 The video which the entity is interacting with is now visible. The video is displayed to be a hand-drawn stick figure animation and contains a simplistic shed in a grassy field, with a stick figure next to the shed and a stick figure on top of the shed.
0:13 The entity expresses confusion over the existence of an extra stick figure and attempts removes the extra stick figure from the video. However, the extra stick figure cannot be removed.
0:23 The extra stick figure attempts to manifest a black sphere.
0:28 A third stick figure is composed into the video by the entity.
0:33 The third stick figure runs towards the extra stick figure and engages in hand-to-hand combat.
3:38 The third stick figure lacerates the arms of the extra stick figure and fires a pistol at the extra stick figure's head.
4:00 Static.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 Static.
<End Log>
<Begin Log>
0:00 RPC-004-1 is seen sitting in front of a computer terminal.
0:03 RPC-004-1 leaves the chair and takes a weapon resembling the Winchester Model 1912 Shotgun.
0:06 RPC-004-1 leaves the frame.
0:08 Gunshots and screaming are heard.
2:36 RPC-004-1 returns to the frame and looks at the camera.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: [N/A]
Addendum 004.2
At the time of apprehension for PoI-4206, the computer terminal for PoI-4206 was running DaVinci Resolve 152. The media file under the modification of DaVinci Resolve 15 contained the decapitated head of RPC-004-1 and an unknown humaniod entity.
The following file contains the media file for which the terminal of PoI-4206 was in the process of modifying. For the purposes of security, the media file displayed was indirectly captured on Agent Stringer's body camera.
I don't want to risk putting RPC-004-1 into an actual media file and killing our servers so for now, enjoy this video in a video.
-Dr. Abastado, 06/02/19
Media File: Body Camera Logs, Agent Stringer
Description: The media on PoI-4206's terminal, as captured on the body camera of Agent Stringer.
Foreword: For the purposes of conciseness, only segments showing the media file are placed here.
<Begin Log>
<End Log>
Addendum 004.3
A text message was sent by Head Researcher Abastado to Dr. Stannum Yeung before her death on 07/05/19.
<Begin Log>
Erasmus we have a fucking problem
That kid 4206 from Hong Kong is at my fucking house
How tf did he breech containment and how did he get here
how just how
check 009 see if 4206 is still there
I think he could be a new 004-1
Wait no 004-1 is only in fictional media
Fuck fuck fuck fuck he sees me
Fuck it, i think he's going to be invincible
Subsequent investigations show that PoI-4206 was within Site-009 at the time of Head Researcher Abastado's death.
To Site Director Marshalssön
Requesting Personnel: Dr. Stannum Yeung
Residing Site: Site-016
Site Director: Dr. Victör Marshalssön
Date of Request: May 7th, 2019
Required Funding: Unknown
Required Materials: N/A
Overview: This whole situation with RPC-004 is a cause for concern. Natasha's death could mean two things, both of which may not be mutually exclusive.
One. We grossly underestimated the capabilities of RPC-004. Instead of being a purely metafictional entity, RPC-004-1 can also manifest itself into the real world. We should also determine the origins of RPC-004. I'm starting to believe that kid on not creating RPC-004. Maybe it goes up the metafictional ladder, starting from some unknown video editor that got unlucky.
Two. We are currently in a metafictional narrative. If this is true, then PoI-4206 is now an instance of RPC-004-1. This, to be honest, would be the least of our concerns.
For the precautions of either of these being true, I am suggesting reclassifying RPC-004 to Omega-Red, as well as the formation of a Metafictional Sector to at least understand what the hell is going on with this world.
I fear there may be a god, and they may be no more than sadists with too much time on their hands.
-Stannum Yeung