Personnel Transfer Request: Licks-The-Floor

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Personnel Transfer Request: Licks-The-Floor

Reason for Transfer: Psych Recovery in a controlled environment

Ordered by: Dr. Valerie Dobson, Psychologist, [Roko] Station

-- Personnel Details --

Name: Licks-The-Floor. Formerly [Gazes-Upon-Eternity].
Species: Reptilian
Age: 26
Height: 5'11"
Build: Lithe
Notable Features: Curled horns, light blue scales, golden-yellow eyes.

Observed Qualities: Licks-The-Floor is particularly driven to complete his assigned tasks. He appreciates feeling needed but at times can get emotionally overwhelmed. He is skilled at self-regulating despite this and will frequently focus entirely on his work. He tries to be kind and patient, although his curious nature can be at odds with existing social norms. He can come across as clueless, but genuine. He is a terrible liar, and as such, attempts to be very honest.

Medical Information: He seems to be suffering a type of obsessive-compulsive disorder and an intermittent neuropathy. As such, he attempts to... lick things. Far more than he should. It appears the nerves in his tongue are not as damaged as the ones in his fingers and toes. He appears to be self-conscious of this behavior and will attempt to conceal it.

Note from previous Psychologist: Licks-The-Floor was involved in an... incident involving an experimental DNA scrambler, a skirmish with security personnel, and a slime, which has left his mind in a precarious state. Technically, who he was no longer exists, psychologically and physically. However, as a mostly functioning member of the Nanotrasen corporate family, he is being recommended for a beginning role here. During Psych evals, consider asking him whether or not he has had any dreams or recent recollections involving work with science labs, chemistry, security, and contaminants. We are recommending a position with the Janitorial staff to help with exposure therapy.
He... was... a valuable member of the science team, here at [Roko] Station. We'd like to see him back someday.

Personnel Gallery:

Addendums:

Licks is surprisingly capable under pressure, having saved his direct supervisor from being spaced by prying open a fire door with a crowbar for them.
Licks has a tendency to overreach when trying to help people. He is quickly attached to others.
Licks has received some experience working for Cargo as a technician. He is capable of being effective under a quartermaster.
Licks has a degree of genetic instability. He appears to have developed a Cobra Hood. Specifics forwarded to Dr. Valerie Dobson.
Licks has developed a friendship with several crewmembers, but most notably, one Sal Rose. He seems to both look up to her and find himself at ease with her. This is augmented by her training as a Psychologist.
Other friends include the IPC MNOS and a human Assistant, Felrik.
Licks has further developed a cordial relationship with one assistant, Mint Chip, frequently offering whatever he finds in Maintenance to her.

Incident Report

Content of Incident: Licks-The-Floor was exposed to a Plant Anomaly, becoming host to its influence. Initial reports dictate that he had interpreted this as a spiritual awakening. As such, he ran around the station, claiming to be chosen, retaining enough sanity to operate tools, and even radios, but becoming incredibly combative, defensive, and untrustworthy of fellow crew members. While he has recovered from the influence of the Anomaly (through containment protocols after the Anomaly went nigh-critical), his psyche, already in a fractured state, has not. Be watchful for changes in his behavior that reflect this.

Image found of Licks-The-Floor at the time of the event, taken by ship's AI

Notable Post-Incident Changes in Behavior

Licks has a habit of blinking slowly, and out of sync.
Licks is much more religiously active, speaking freely of the Basilisk Pantheon (Reptilian variant of the polytheistic Chaos cults many humans and felinids are familiar with. Consult Good-As-Gold for more concrete details.)
Licks has developed a preference for operating in the darkness of the maintenance hallways.

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Updates: 2/19/25

Added addendums to Personnel Transfer Request
- Cobra Hood
- Prior workstation updated
- Developed friendships
Added Incident Report detailing Plant Anomaly
Added Post-Incident Changes in Behavior

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Journal Entry: Licks-The-Floor - Voices

Pull request to: Personnel PDA 1964

Request from Dr. Valerie Dobson, Roko Station

I was heard, today. I went to the Chapel. I prayed, and I was heard. I was answered, not by the voice who had opened my eyes before, but by a chorus. By many. They heard me cry out. Asking why I had been abandoned, forsaken. I saw the floors, twist into flesh, fangs sprout from the altar.
I was scared.
I was overjoyed.
I was given a task.
I completed it, and as I saw the mouse's flesh dissolve to ash, I saw someone stand before me. I saw... them.
They have no name, but a memory of them serves as name enough... When they spoke, it was many. A chorus, and then one voice cuts clear, before dissolving again. A chorus, a solo, and then a chorus again. They said as much. They understood that I was frustrated with... a lack of purpose. That I was stuck appeasing a doctor I've never spoken to. That I was being tested by something I didn't know how to appease, or why. And I was encouraged to look for my own purpose.

It reminded me of what Dr. DUST said to me... that if I was stuck, looking to make something approve of me, I should look for some way to define myself. But with Dr. Dobson looking at everything I do... it's... difficult.

But now, I'm not looking on my own. The old gods, Ratvar, Nir'se... contribute to such endless wars. The harm their followers commit, is abhorrent to Chorus. And the universe each has it's own voice, from every which way. The Voices are not enemies to the common divines. Not enemies to the twisting vines that... opened my mind. Opened my mind to Chorus. Perhaps Chorus might reintroduce me to the voice that spoke through me once again.

I may be desirous of that, but I do not feel comfortable asking them to do that for me. Not yet. My eyes are to be kept open. I am to listen. To find things, pieces, that Chorus might use for a grand summoning. Of what, I am not sure. Maybe... I can ask them. But Chorus is many voices. I am granted a vast timescale. But as I find these things... I trust that Chorus will tell me where they are. What they are when the time comes...

I will treasure them. I will try to get used to this... I'm not waiting in an empty room anymore. I'm... waiting in a ballroom, for the next dancer. Be they twisting vines or twisting flesh.

Notes from Dr. Dobson: Licks is showing not only a propensity toward the anomalous, but also the godly. Unfortunately, his spiritual crisis seems to have invited something dangerous. We are aware of the influence that gods have on the world, and he is still convinced that a plant anomaly spoke to him. However... considering the fact that he was able to will forth an audience with what he calls "Chorus," he may be onto something. It's worth reframing that some anomalies may be divine in nature. Inspection of the station yielded much damage, congruous to the damages described in this journal entry.

Reports and AI bioscans did confirm the presence of two anomalous figures. One exploded upon being challenged by security. The other exploded close, if not inside of, the Shift-Change shuttle. Whoever this "Chorus" might be, he's not a known entity, and they are very capable of direct harm to the station.

Of considerable note, however, is that "Chorus" has a passing resemblance to a variation of a polytheistic chaos cult. But he doesn't seem to write as if it is made up of many divines. Typically chaos cults are made up of several named divines, but this is one "mass" of voices.

On a more personal note, I am reluctant to reintroduce him to the field of scientific work. While he is aware of my monitoring, I do not believe he is aware as to the severe need for this. I am not unconvinced that this can lean over into a form of unsanctionable religious heresy. However, this is tempered by the fact that "Chorus" appears to be enemy to the known elder gods. Gods that typically, known Heretics worship and make efforts to grow pacts from.

As more details are developed, it may be worth considering him for the Chaplain role. But the nature of Chorus must be completely explored. And so must the nature of the first Divine which claimed him through a plant anomaly.

I will be making this note public. Any ship Psychologist or member of command should be made aware of this.

Dr. Valerie Dobson, signing off.

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