Apparently the big boss isn't gonna be our big boss anymore. The lasses decided to choose me as the new chief. Just but the first bad idea of the day.

Anywho with Meline taking a let's say mental heal break I decided to go with 80's terror film slasher spinoff Rebecca to figure out what was up with the delivery crates. Found this guy with a cigarette. A little bit of a bitch. But I heard them talking about it being just a mistake. Assumed that'd be about it. It wasn't. The guy appeared like a cerdo en salida de matadero. Not really digestible at all.

Whatever, decided to take the box with the guy back. And we got a crate with Pete's stuff. Instead of my usual of staying near the roofs or looking from reaaally back behind I decided to go with the machete lady, just a couple steps behind. That was another bad idea, as we quickly got encircled. The fight with the four cannibals was a show, I got stabbed in the kidney and before I knew it machete woman had murdered gruesomly three out of the four cannibals.

She literally ripped one guy's spinal cord off hermano, how do you do that with a machete?

Anyways I panicked in the end and tackled the last guy to the floor because I might hav gotten traumatized if I had seen just one more flying liver that day. Either way he told me he worked for some percival bufette, kicked me off him and started running away, and at that moment I started looking somewhere else because I could see crazy machete lady about to gut the man. Luckily for him he managed to run away.

It appears we're burning down their restaurant tomorrow

So the fight earlier got me thinking. The last time I saw such a gruesome spectacle was by the hand of sweepers at night. So I wonder, what might happen if I outfit the butcherer with sweeper equipment?

It sounds like the start of a very interesting project, honestly I just hope the head never hears of it, because it can be... as dangerous as a gun, or even more probably.

Either way, I headed out to the supermarket and got myself a sweeper arm to commence my little project. I got it to my workshop and started investigating the object. The alloy is extremely strong, one would require explosives to actually pop it open.

I investigated the inner workings of the arm and found out that a human arm fits in perfectly, which is a great first step. It has a rubbery tube inside which is where I imagine the red goo used to go, and a human arm fits perfectly in it.

The bad news is that it's extremely uh... clankey let's say, and hard to control. The thing runs with a series of inner pistons powered by the goo, which makes it harder to control and make complex movements with.

I disassembled the fingers and now one can move his hands freely inside of the thing, which opens two new roads for this project.

The first road would be the simplest one, although the one to return the less benefits, It would simply be to remove all the internal mechanisms and use some ropes, chainmail and wires to keep the armor pieces together while still being capable to perform complex movements.

The second road and possibly the most interesting seeing which awful idea kickstarted the project, is to figure out how to activate those mechanisms while allowing the user to control them at will. This would result in the mechanical strenght of a sweeper, but in the hands of Rebecca. I feel personal preference for this option because of morbid curiosity of what would she do were she to realize the new limits of her body.

Either way, I can't do much towards that endgoal at the time being. I believe I will need a chestpiece of a sweeper to be able to bring the project foward. the chest of the monster should be able to give me further insight of the inner workings of this possible pseudo-power armor.

I could try to get one from the streets one night or... I also know that there are several sweepers locked up in the rodents' old apartment.

However I can't do much as long as I don't have the equipment to crack the armor of one of those things to disable it.

Ah whatever. I'll try to figure out something before Rebecca notices that I've spent all of the office's budget in an arm

So today we went ahead to pillage and ransack these pendejos that were at the Percival Buffette. I'm glad to say that the threat has been neutralized, altough I'm going to be honest, I just can't fight close quarters specially if I'm on the team of the madwoman. I've seen enough intestines today to make a gore-y rope capable of going from one extreme of the slums to the other and back. And the blood. Good christ, the blood. I just can't.

Either way turns out that those cannibalistic freaks had quite a gang in their fridge. They were cutting them up and serving them as one serves a steak. Either way we cut them loose after that bloodlusting maniac (I really want to see if I can make the armour's mechanisms work. Imagine that monster with superstrenght) turned chefs and patrons into burgers herself. There was this one guy that I let get away, but safe to say after making public what they were cooking at the buffette, the rest of the general public were fairly pissed at the man, so they hanged him in the middle of the street. Quite a display of barbarity if you ask me, but yknow, it's the backstreets, and it's not like it wasn't unfair.

In other news and returning to the guys from the fridge, gave those guys a couple of nice black chef uniforms. Thought it fit perfect since their main motivation is to hunt the malevolent chefs down. Also gave a couple of them bows and arrows, I've learned that the best weapons here are actually the ones that keep you away from harm's way.

I don't know how will they do from now on, but they definetly have determination, and thanks to me, style. I don't think they'll become hot shit, but they do have the opposite spirit to the one the Green Rodents had. Maybe they'll do good deeds for the community. Or maybe they'll just be another fixer office. Only time will tell.

1. They are unable to damage structures
2. Their axes are... sharper than they look

One of the sweepers mauled me pretty bad yesterday. Due to my inability to work properly in a laboratory ambience, I've decided to reveal my investigation to Rebecca, mostly to prevent another sweeper incident, albeit I believe her medical know-how will come in handy as well.

Experiment N1: I tested my theory of exposing sweeper #1 to extreme heat. Observations:

1. Within the first few seconds of exposure, the machine began behaving erratically. It appears that heat can damage some of their internal components.
2. One of these erratic behaviours appear to be the creature prodding on the door. Interestingly enough, they seem to be able to recognize entrance and exit structures in walls, despite not being programmed to interact with them. It even nudged and prodded at the door, showing knowledge of it's basic functions.
3. The machine has started banging the door. This seems worrying as these machines aren't supposed to attack estructures. Maybe its internal chip that regulated this has gotten destroyed by extreme heat, or maybe it's self-preservation program overrides all other functions.
4. The machine has started emanating sounds ressembling moans of pain. My theory is that they are programmed like that to warn nearby units of dangerous environments, or to attempt to cause sympathy on its attacker.
5. The robot actually attacked the door with it's axe, clearly ignoring it's guidelines on causing structural damage. It fell to the floor soon after, continuing to emit those weird noises.
6. We left the sweeper to cool down for the night. On the morning it layed in the same spot, and we confirmed that it was dead.

It has been overall an enriching and interesting experience. It was also interesting to discover that the machete lady has a soul behind that murderous rampage. But that's an experiment for another day. For now, she's carrying the sweeper back to the office. See "OBSERVATIONS ON EXPERIMENT N1" for more details.

The robot has been laid on my workshop table, and the examination of the body has begun:

EXTERNAL EXAMINATION

1. The liquids appear to still be present in the robot, albeit in a gaseous form. The thick moist made it impossible to examine if any solids were separated from the liquid via evaporation. Further research is required.
2. The respirators that these robots have on their heads appear to have two cables leading out, one to the liquid tank on its back, the other one to some sort of respirator. Further examination will be required to discover why does these things need oxygen, but this is beneficial for the final objective of turning these into a proper armor with in-built gas filters.
3. The cables hooking on it's back appear to be almost like a major artery. Further investigation is required, but this might be one of the weak points of the monsters.
4. Rebecca attempted to cut these cables with her machete. The machete ended up breaking and flying through the air. The cable, at best, was dented. The cable also resisted the application of pliers.
5. Both cables seem to be made of a strong yet flexible alloy. It might be hard to actually break them. The tank on the back also seems to be quite durable, despite looking weak at first for it's high proportion of glass. Maybe a sledgehammer could break it. Maybe.
6. The sweepers seem extremely strong for a unit destined to roam the slums. Maybe they were intended for other purposes at first?
7. These sweepers appear to be light in nature, and as proved several times before, are easily knocked over. Their motors and mobility however make up for that issue. 

Conclussions: At the moment no weak points were found, albeit if some have been suggested. Standard confrontation procedure changes from running away, to knocking them over and running away.

Proposed experiments: Exposing a live sweeper with a disabled air ventilator to large quantities of the smog caused within the city. Rebecca mentioned something about a smog catched. I might have to find him but for other purposes

INTERNAL EXAMINATION

1. I decided to start off by removing the mask of the robot. I ponder what uses might the respirator have. It was almost impossible to pry it off, so I decided to use the axe of the monster to do so.
2. REBECCA MANAGED TO BREACH THE CABLE WITH THE AXE! To be fair it wasn't broken completely, BUT JUST ENOUGH TO LET THE RED LIQUID FLOW! WE HAVE A WEAPON AGAINST THE BEASTS
3. Slight correction, the weapon appears to be unpowered. Imagine if we could power them.
4. Some liquid has been retrieved from the sweeper. Not too much, just some mililiters. I suspect that this might be the fuel to activate the mechanisms of the sweeper, including the weapons and the respirator mechanism. I will need to figure out what is it and how to replicate it.
5. Rebecca managed to cut off the mask with the thing's weapon. It seems to have someting organic in nature underneath. My first guess is solidified liquid.
6. Rebecca says that it's remains of a brain, and definetly human in nature.
7. She also said it could be a by-product of boiling the liquid, but the brain theory would explain why it needed oxygen to operate. Looking at this coldly, it means that it may be possible to communicate, or otherwise affect the sweepers. It was proven that they can articulate panic and pain, as well as remember the basic functions of commonplace items. While it shouldn't be the focus, further investigation into the degree of complexity of the psyche of these robots could be interesting.
8. Confirmation of the brain hypothesis. This thing injects oxygen in the brain of this shit.
9. The respirator appears to be powered, possibly b

(The writing ends abruptly here, as some bloodstains can be seen in the space below)

MIERDA JODER HOSTIA PUTA CARAJO

WHAT THE FUCK HAS JUST HAPPENED THIS CANT BE

THOSE ASSOCIATES ATTACKED, I ALMOST DIED AND THIS WHITE GUN MATERIALIZED ON MY HAND, I OPENED FIRE IN ONE OF THE ASSOCIATE AND HE JUST COLLAPSED AS IF HE WAS TRAUMATISED

I NEED TO WORK FASTER ON THE PROJECT, THIS HAS DEFINETLY BROUGHT THE ATTENTION OF THE HEAD, I NEED TO FIGURE OUT HOW THESE THINGS WORK BEFORE THEY COME

I CANT LET THE HEAD KNOW I'M MESSING WITH SWEEPERS BEFORE MY EXPERIMENTS ARE COMPLETE. MIERDA