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"Flesh Guillotine"

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Registered Phenomena Code: XXXX

Object Class: Alpha-White

Hazard Types: Transmutation hazard, contact hazard

Containment Protocols: RPC-XXXX is to be stored in a low-value item storage locker at Site-██ ("His Toys") with a standard Bagel Guillotine holder to prevent accidental damage to its container. Any testing involving RPC-XXXX is to be approved by no less than one (1) Level 3 member of staff, and any testing involving other anomalous entities are to be approved by the appropriate clearance. D-Class assigned as RPC-XXXX-1 instances are exempt from termination until they are no longer needed for testing.

Description: RPC-XXXX is a ████ brand Bagel Guillotine Slicer of red coloration. RPC-XXXX shows no signs of wear and has shown to be anomalously durable. RPC-XXXX’s blade is incredibly sharp, with even light scrapes leaving large gashes in [DATA REDACTED], although any guillotine related materials¹ are unable to be damaged by RPC-XXXX.

RPC-XXXX’s secondary anomalous effect takes place when RPC-XXXX is used to slice commercially produced bagels. When RPC-XXXX fully cuts a bagel in half, a perfectly clean cut from the user, referred to as an RPC-XXXX-1 instance, will manifest on certain parts of the instance’s body, including the wrist, elbow, shoulder, hip, knee, ankle, neck, middle waist, and the jaw-line. However, although RPC-XXXX-1 instances report this as “The most [EXPLETIVE] painful feeling ever” the first time a part is severed², this process will not be lethal to the RPC-XXXX-1 instance’s part, and the severed part will remain functional, regardless of area away from the instance, with bodily fluids and nerve signals demanifesting and remanifesting at their intended location. The exposed flesh will also have a transparent layer of skin that only exists while the part is exposed to water or air.

Any part of an RPC-XXXX-1 instance that is severed can be reattached by placing the exposed flesh of the severed pieces together. Once this is done, cell growth will rapidly grow to attach the two areas in a time span of two (2) to four (4) seconds. Despite light scaring on the areas of severing, the reattached areas will appear with no anomalous effects. If the two parts are attempted to be detached, for example from light pulling or by damage to the area of reattached area, the regrown cells will instantly experience instant cell death, followed by demanifestation within the next twenty-four (24) hours, separating the two parts immediately. Both processes of reattachment and separation seem to cause the RPC-XXXX-1 instance no discomfort. RPC-XXXX’s anomalous effect appears to only manifest when used to slice commercially produced bagels. See Incident Report XXXX-a.

Discovery: RPC-XXXX was discovered on █/██/20██ when Authority operative Jessica ████████ abruptly stopped reporting for her assigned duties and wouldn't respond to communication. Her home was searched, finding Jessica ████████ deceased in the alleyway behind her house, with multiple parts of her body severed with perfectly clean cuts. Jessica ████████ had several bags of bagels and RPC-XXXX lying next to her. A note was found on her cadaver, reading as follows;

To whomever reads this note;
The death of this woman shouldn't be much of an issue, I presume,
Considering that you shall not remember when you wake up in the following morning.
With best regards,
The [COGNITOHAZARD DETECTED]
(P.S., dear Authority,
It's been a pleasure to make your acquaintance,
And enjoy the gift…)
:)

Incident Report XXXX-1
On █/██/201█, An experiment was conducted to determine the limits of what RPC-XXXX could cut. A piece of [REDACTED] pound of flesh from RPC-████ was used due to its anomalous resistance. After RPC-XXXX cut the flesh, RPC-████ experienced extreme pain as a perfectly clean cut formed at it’s [REDACTED].

it was discovered that if RPC-XXXX is used to cut a segment of the flesh³, the closest living member of the species in the area will have a part severed. There appears to be no limit to what organisms this can effect. Any organism affected by RPC-XXXX also gains the anomalous effects of an RPC-XXXX-1 instance, although they may have more trouble adjusting to the severed piece. Please read Experiment Log-XXXX for more information.

Addendum: Interview Log

Interviewed: D-035278
Interviewer: Dr. ████████
Foreword: D-035278 was the first subject used in testing, and had severed parts at the middle waist, right shoulder, and neck.
<Begin Log>
Dr. ████████: Good morning, D-035278. How have you been feeling?
D-035278: Well, firstly, I've been feeling… Kinda off, for a lack of a better term.
Dr. ████████: Is that so? could you please elaborate?
D-035278: Well, what do you expect? I've been sliced into three raggedy⁴ parts, yet I still live… It's an incredibly odd feeling, and I have to admit; sometimes it's been kinda fun… (D-035278 removes their right arm and places it on the table, using it to create various gestures.)
Dr. ████████: How so?
D-035278: Well… I mean, you're the scientist, right? wouldn't you want to experiment with yourself in this… State?
Dr. ████████: I suppose that is true… Please continue.
D-035278: (D-035278 grabs their arm and places it back to its original position.) Well, I mean… You can really express yourself in ways you couldn't before. It's especially odd that it's all because of a raggedy bagel guillotine…
Dr. ████████: Thank you for your time, D-035278. A security officer will escort you back to your cell.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: D-035278 was escorted back to their cell and was terminated on schedule with the end of the month termination.

"The Man In Rags' First Tale"

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The Man in Rags was anxious.

It was The Ragged Man’s first appearance, His part, in the game of gifting. A game that will surely end with someone’s demise. A fun one, no doubt, that Ol’ Raggy enjoyed the most. In his Ragged Hands was a very special guillotine, one that was more meant for bread then flesh, but still did it’s (repurposed) job, And he was about to gift it to a certain someone.

That would start the game.

Of course, The Ran in Mags could always play a normal game, like Secret Santa, or partake in a game of Easter Egg Hunting, but the Ragged Man preferred this over all else.

The Man In Rags inspected the gift to make sure it was absolutely perfect. He checked twice. He checked thrice. He was sure he checked it Ninety-Nine times with His Raggedy Fingers. He was sure it was probably fine. Although he did need to test it first.

And that’s exactly what Ol’ Raggy was about to do.

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It was another one of those days for Jessica.

Another anomaly shows up, causes havoc for a little while, makes her work overtime, perform anmestics, cover up story, paperwork, paperwork, blah blah blah… It gets tiring very quickly. She had just ordered some food at her local Garcias, mainly because she was too tired to make food herself and was about to drive home.

Unfortunately, that’s when her Foundation-loaned cars’ battery decided to explode.

She had to wait for an entire half-an-hour for her boss to respond, talk with her about her next Foundation-loaned car, watch the dead get towed off, then call an Uber. She road with the Uber for fifteen minutes before she could get off at the end of her street. She decided to walk the rest of the way home after she noticed that the Uber guy was getting aggressively annoyed at the traffic.

She then said something that she knew would Jinx her. She just wanted to see how bad it could get. So, she said;

“Can it really get any worse?”

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Ol’ Raggy watched “Jessica’s” Ordeal for a while. He found it quite funny how terrible her day was going. The Man In Rags even watched her deal with the "anomaly" and spray some ignorant humans with some "Amnestics"

The Ragged Man decide to read some old magazines he had been carrying around. Most of them were Authority cover-up stories. Some were just ragged articles he found interesting. He laughed at some comic strips, not because his Raggedy Brain found them humorous, but because he found them… Ironic, in a way, although he couldn’t exactly put his Raggedy Fingers on why.

The Ragged Fellow put down the magazines and thought for a moment, if only a moment. He considered How the Authority would react, although not because he was regretting his actions; It was simply because he was excited. Of course, they’d, for lack of a better term, be on his Non-Existent Raggedy—

He stopped himself and chuckled, despite his lack of a raggedy mouth or vocal cords; Of Course, they will,

And that’s just what makes it fun so much FUN.

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Jessica stopped herself.

There was a man, covered in torn clothes, kneeling under the streetlight. Even though he was shrouded in a fog that had recently swept over the area, she could tell this man wanted to give her something.

“Hello, dear,” the man said in a harsh but pleased voice. “I recognize this may not have been the best time for you, but you did just jinx yourself, so my presence is warranted.”

“W-who are you?” she replied.

“Why,” The Man continued. “I’m the pleaser of crowds, the king of fun, the usual Joker, I am… Well, The Ragged Man.”

The moment The Man In Rags said this, she suddenly noticed more raggedy details. She could make out the many ragged tendrils where hands and feet would be. She could make out the raggedy shadow like skin. She could even make out the ragged skeletal body.

She then noticed she was saying words with “Rag” in them a lot. The moment she thought about this, The Man In Rags chuckled an odd chuckle.

And then he looked up.

The raggedy head was incredibly captivating. A spherical, perfect shape supported by a thin, bony neck. It had no mouth, no ears, no nose, and no hair. It only had one feature;

The eye.

The eye was a perfect white. No blinking, no pupil, no iris. Just white. It was beautiful.

And then she realized she was under cognitiohazardous influence, and she stopped praising his features.

“…Aaaand welcome back,” The Ragged Man said with a comedic flair. “You will be the only person I’ll ever allow to be… untouched, by my words.”

“What do you want?”

Why it's simple, She heard in her head. I want to give you a gift.

“Wait, wh-“

The Man In Rags shushed her.

“You want to know what I'm doing here, yes? What I want here, yes?”

Well, the answer is… right… over…

The Man In Rags reached for something in his rags.

“…Here.”

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“Well, that didn't go to plan. But, oh well, no crying over spilled blood, I suppose.”

She was bleeding. BLEEDING. It did what it was supposed to, cutting her up and such, but along the line, he must've forgotten the part that keeps the users alive;

Transportation of blood and signals.

…Oh, well, he could always check it the one-hundredth time later. Especially considering the neighborhood was waking up. “Better hurry,” he commented.

Then one of the early birds screamed. They saw it.

Welp, he thought; Time to run.

And so he grabbed the almost lifeless Jessica and his guillotine and jumped atop the roofs. The Authority will certainly be looking for Mr. Ragger Dagger now. Probably with an RPC or POI file, to boot.

…But right before he left the town to his Ragged, but humble, abode, he remembered something;

Hello there. I know you're watching me. Did you like my story?

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Footnotes

1. This includes guillotines used for execution, packaging for other bagel guillotines, and [REDACTED].

2. If an instance of RPC-XXXX-1 has prior knowledge of RPC-XXXX’s properties, the instance will not feel any discomfort from the severing.

3. This segment of flesh must be fully detached from any organism.

4. Most affected subjects appear to prefer saying words beginning with the word "rag" at random times.