Dear dia

Hoy he

Today 

Ah whatever, I guess I'll just write whatever comes to mind. Yesterday was an interesting day, got to catch up with some old friends. Amalita still runs the desk of the orphanage, honestly she doesn't look that old but it makes me fear for my own age. She didn't even recognize me at first when I came through the door but nevertheless I'm glad to see that the place is still up and running. Poor kids, knowing the backstreet this is definetly going to be the best part of their lives, and they'll remember them as shittily as I do.

I had my first out mission with the new gang of fixers I'm with. Who would've said I'd end up a fixer. I remember when I exchanged bolts with some grade 9s back in Zermiato alley, oh those were the days. I don't know how to feel about the team however, I'm with two lasses and some mime. Quite a show. One of the girls is called Meline and there's something about her that smells weird. At first I just thought she'd be the kind to look for herself before the office. Yet she did hand over the cash from last operation to Blackburn, against my expectations. Hell we did have a very tense encounter right outside of Pete's.

I still don't like his pizza, feels too cardboardy by the way. Had one with the mime the other day. I'd say we had a nice talk but it was very once sided ((HEH GET IT BECAUSE HE DOESN'T SPEAK)).

Anyways, I haven't seen the boss since the first day and there was this other chick as well on the gang, Rebecca she's called. Saw her cut a guy in half with a machete today. That's pretty much all i will say out of fear of her finding this journal.

The night was also pretty productive and I managed to sell that bullet I had  for quite a hefty amount. Decided to pay off the loans on the office as well as install me a nice little workshop. Familia first and all of that, the only good thing I've learnt from the Rodents.

The workshop's lovely honestly. Altough I do need a little bit more practice.

Anyways, nice talk me. See you around.

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