Consider: Can the universe be justifiably called "infinite?"
Doubtful...
It may not have a discernible end, but it had a beginning...
And its component parts
definitely have a limited cosmological shelf life...
Splitting hairs or not, if history tells us anything
it's that scientists often make very poor poets...
We're a ship of fools chasing phantoms;
heedless of what really underwrites natural law.
Okarin.
Yeah, yeah.
Prologue
to
the
Beginning
and
End
Infiltration commencing. El. Psy. Congroo...
Over and out.
Place is a mortuary.
Organization stink is all over this.
Why did we come here again?
Huh? You're here because I permit you to be.
Ooo! A time machine? Neat!
Professor Nakabachi's Time Machine Invention Press Conference
The good doctor has beaten us to the punch,
oh devoted one...
He, in his unqualified hubris,
has broken ground on the invention of the millennium
and I'm morbidly curious
to see where our theories intersect, if at all. Hmph!
Professor Nakabachi's Time Machine Invention Press Conference
Huh...?!
The roof!
Eh...? What the hell?
Is anything not an emergency?
I'm sorry.
I know sometimes it's not, but this one counts for sure.
These are really, really rare, and I'm broke.
I look like an ATM to you...?
Too bad so sad, Greedy Gus... Life lesson.
Awww!
The Reality Principle does like to disabuse us of our whims...
Case in point: this one's a dud.
Look...! He's metal...!
Huh?
I don't believe it...! A metal oopa!
And that's good?
Ahh! You bet it is!
Hhhh... Yes, well. You would know better than I.
Thank you, Okarin.
"Hououin Kyouma."
Whatever. You're the best.
My name is a matter of--
Your attention, please.
Doctor Nakabachi's conference is about to begin
in the 8th floor lecture hall.
All who are interested are welcome to attend.
Printed on the handouts there in front of you
is more or less the hard blueprint
for one of mankind's oldest ambitions...
Of course...
The theoretical scaffolding begs some explanation.
As I'm sure you're aware,
mainstream science currently boasts something like ...
Received Mail
Time:
Sender: Mayuri
Subject: My Upa...
"Okay, don't be mad.
I think I dropped my Oopa, but I'm looking for it!"
Each separate discipline involved...
"The, inter-dimensional vectors of time travel..."
Doctor!!!
Save your questions until...
I have none, sir...!
I throw down the gauntlet as to your "theory's" authorship!
Do you take us all for babes in the wilderness...?!
Please! World lines? Kerr Black Holes...?
Two words, sir: "John Titor!" Oh, yes!
I submit to all and sundry that you have shamelessly plagarized
the decade-old scratchings of an internet meme!
Oh please...! Far from it, my friend!
Titor's so-called theories are borderline schizophrenic!
Well, you'd certainly be in a unique position to know...
I wonder if you might indulge us with a brief overview
of just where your views diverge?
Excuse us.
H-Hey...!
Seriously? John Titor...?
Guy's got a point.
There's, like, similarities out the wazzu...
Hmph!
Who in the Hell are you?!
I think that's my line.
Uh... Beg pardon?
'Kay, so...
What were you trying to tell me back there...?
Earlier I mean?
Earlier?
Quarter of an hour ago.
They let you outta the nut house?
Hold on a second... Makise Kurisu...
The published Makise Kurisu...
Okay, that's impressive...
I'm guessing you're a grunt in some university lab?
Damn your eyes!
What is the Organization playing at?!
Uh... I'm sorry...?
Look, I just wanted to ask you about what--
And you're a fool to expect I'll talk...!
Red Alert. I've been cornered by an Agent.
Possibly a sleeper. Certainly illustrious...
Who are talking to?
Fear not. I'll give her the slip. Somehow. Perhaps--
Uh... It's... not on.
Hahahahaha!
Well...! You are a credit to your training, madam...
Few discover the ploy...
This phone shuts off automatically
in all hands but mine...
thus preserving the integrity of my communications.
Great. You're crazy.
Clearly this is asking a lot,
but I need you to summon up whatever focus you can spare.
Think back fifteen minutes...
You were trying your damnedest to tell me something...
And going by the look you had on your face, it was worth hearing.
Nice...
But don't think to ensnare me with this gambit...
And rest assured,
when next we meet I shan't be caught off guard so easily...
Uh...
Very well.
Wait, I...!
Clearly a lunatic... I think I'd remember meeting her.
Received Mail
Date: 2010/07/28 12:26 Sender: sg-epk@jtk92.x29.jp Subject: (No Subject) Attachment: IMV001
Ah! There you are.
Mayuri! Where have you been?
What do you mean? I texted!
My oopa's gone missing!
I wrote my name on it and everything...
D'you drop it somewhere?
Probably.
Such is life.
Ah! You have any idea how much a metal oopa goes for on eBay?
We're talkin' ten thousand yen!
Ten thousand yen?!
Yup.
Well don't just stand there!
That lil' bauble could be the lab's ticket back to the black!
I'm not gonna sell my friend!
Just imagine all of the gloriously wicked experiments
we could get off the ground with ten thousand yen in the coffers!
I'm not gonna sell it. Don't--
Whoa...
Get outside!
Uh...
I know you're there...
Holy... Crap...
What's going on?
Your guess is as good as mine.
Hey, Okarin!
Hey you feel alright...?
'Cause you look like you're about to throw up.
Someone's... been murdered...
The eighth floor...
Looks like someone stabbed Makise Kurisu.
To: Daru
Subject: Trouble
Send?
Wha...? Uh...
What is going on...?
Too-too-roo! Bottoms up!
The Hell is this?
Um. A drink?
No, I mean... Everyone just disappeared...
They did?
Yes! A moment ago there were people here!
Really?
Stop kidding around!
You had to have seen it, too...! Tell me you saw it, too!
I didn't.
This is ridiculous!
suujuuoku mo no kodou no kazu sae
Even the number of several billion heartbeats
suujuuoku mo no kodou no kazu sae
anata ni wa matataki teido no saji na toukyuu
is basic research with little glamor for you
anata ni wa matataki teido no saji na toukyuu
kako ni torawarete mirai wo nageku mo
Even locked in the past and lamenting the future
kako ni torawarete mirai wo nageku mo
chiri hitotsu gosan wo yurusanu hitsuzen
it's an inevitability that won't forgive miscalculating one speck of dust
chiri hitotsu gosan wo yurusanu hitsuzen
mugen ni hirogaru yume mo egaku mirai mo
The dreams that stretch out forever and the future we imagine
mugen ni hirogaru yume mo egaku mirai mo
bokutachi ni yurusareta kyoei no genri
are a vain theory we allowed
bokutachi ni yurusareta kyoei no genri
yuugen sore wa futatsu no hari ga shimesu
Finity, that's what the two hands of the clock point out
yuugen sore wa futatsu no hari ga shimesu
zankoku na yakujou to sentaku e hacking to the gate
towards a cruel agreement and choice
zankoku na yakujou to sentaku e hacking to the gate
Hacking to the Gate
zankoku na yakujou to sentaku e hacking to the gate
dakara ima ichibyou goto ni sekaisen wo koete
That's why I want to cross world lines with each passing second
dakara ima ichibyou goto ni sekaisen wo koete
kimi no sono egao mamoritai no sa
and protect your smile
kimi no sono egao mamoritai no sa
soshite mata kanashimi no nai jikan no loop e to
And once again, into a time loop that contains no sadness
soshite mata kanashimi no nai jikan no loop e to
nomikomareteyuku kodoku no kansokusha
A swallowed solitary observer
nomikomareteyuku kodoku no kansokusha
Don't play games...
I know you're watching... That's right, freak...
It behooves you nothing to ignore me.
Take a good look.
Quaff deeply from the trough of Future Shock...!
Allow that wooly brain to be stricken with envy!
You are speaking to Member Double-O One...
Lab Founder, Evil Genius and Mad Scientist extraordinaire...
'Tis I... Hououin Kyoma.
I still think that Okarin sounds way cuter.
Silence...!
My nom-de-plume is for special missions only...!
The girl, is known as Double-O Two. My assistant...
Cosplayer and resident female... Shiina Mayuri!
Too-too-roo! I prefer Mayushii.
Next up... I give you Hashida Itaru...
Our... Hack... Member Double-O Three!
Ugh. It's hack-er.
The way you say it makes no sense.
These are The Members.
Stop third degree-in' the lil' guy, will ya?
It's gettin' painful.
Bad enough you yoinked him outta the eighty percent off bin.
Heed me!
Future Gadget Lab
CRT TV
Work- shop
To find us, pry open the tiny door,
hang a left at Red Queen's Ersatz Botanical
and we're two blocks up in the warehouse lofts
just before March Hare's Haberdashery!
Chaos is our prime directive: To pitch the world on its ear
via the maddest of mad sciences...!
If you knew all of this prior, continue to stare blankly...
Ah-ha! Just as I suspected! Doff the charade, mutant!
Hey guys, you know what?
I was just thinking how weird it would be if to Alpacaman,
we're the weird old piece of discount software...
Maybe we could stitch together an eight-bit Turing Test slash
First Person Shooter and find out.
Ooo! And we could use it on your Two-D girlfriends
to see if they're really into you.
They're not girlfriends; they're a harem I worked very hard for.
No one wants to discuss your den of iniquity.
We were just having a lively back-and-forth
about the age-old question of whether or not the world
as we know it isn't just some high-rez RPG programmed
into existence by a higher intelligence.
It's not.
How do you know?
Because as a concept, it's absolutely bunk...
And because every moment we fritter away pondering
such nonsense we lose time more fruitfully spent
devising ways to unravel The Organization's plan.
Hhhh... Oh, yeah. My bad.
Didn't mean to take us down the rabbit hole there.
Hold thy tongue Hack...!
You are addressing
the rabbit hole's preeminent denizen, Hououin...
...Kyouma!
I'm sorry, you said something?
Mark me, my porcine friend,
one of these days you'll despair to have missed
even the least of my utterances.
Exactly why I back up
every insane outburst in triplicate, chief...
Press chopper's gotta be on the scene by now...
Special Report
Where did it come from?
A mysterious satellite appears!!
...several sources independently confirmed
that the impact occurred around noon...
The object appears to be a satellite.
As you can probably judge for yourselves at home,
it's massive.
Okay... Retracing steps...
Mayuri came with me to see Dr. Nakabachi showboat this morning,
I remember that.
We left the lab together, in fact...
We were standing in the doorway of a half-empty lecture hall
when the crash happened... But then what?
I did?
Yeah. I was right there with you;
we saw the crash on the news and you said
"The Organization has made its move at last," or whatever...
Then we ran straight there to have a good look.
Canceled?!
How can you be surprised?
You were rantin' sideways about it this morning,
said the doc got cold feet...
No, no, no!
Nakabachi's lecture started at twelve o'clock on the dot!
Sorry, dude. You're havin' a stroke or somethin'.
It was cancelled. Good thing, too.
They'd be scrapin' you
off the bottom of that satellite if it hadn't been.
What in the Hell is wrong with me...?
Has The Organization been tampering with my memory?
Ah! Of course...! It's absolutely clear!
Stein's Gate has chosen!
And here we go...
Another reference no one gets but you.
Consider your audience once in a while, huh?
Daru! Future Gadget #1!
Alpacaman's mad.
You changed the channel on him.
Here.
Thank you.
Damn you, Mr. Braun!
Your shoddy equipment will be our death.
What'd you expect? He gave it to us for free.
Hack! Hoist this fossil!
Give the hack thing a rest...
And no: it's a sauna out there.
Just 'cause I've got some meat on my bones
doesn't mean I'm, like... strong...
Mutiny!
Mr. Braun...!
Hey. It's Mr. Tennouji or it's nothing. I told you.
I require repairs... Now... Or else...
Huh? The Hell you do with it now...? Ugh.
You psychos screw up everything you lay your damn hands on...
It'll be a thousand yen.
Ah! That is outright extortion, sir...!
I will not stand...
I could always toss you outta your digs, if you'd rather...
Damn the vagaries of haggling.
When you gonna wise up and run with a better crowd, girlie?
I don't think I really have a choice. I'm a hostage, you know.
I swear. One of these days...
Are you kidding?
The electron gun's fried! That'll cost you double.
Take it or leave it.
Your decision.
New development.
The Organization has apparently hit Cue Ball
into the corner pocket...
Our enemies multiply.
Here.
Huh?
You sure guzzle that stuff like it's going out of style.
To exemplary IQ's, this "stuff" is nothing short of ambrosial.
Listen to them... they're singing!
Daru! It seems our landlord has finally
gone over to The Enemy, as we've feared.
Our hand is forced... Plan Omega must be set in motion!
Alrighty...
This is no time to be glib!
We must conduct a verifiable field test
for Future Gadget Numero Eight!
Oh, right. The "Phone-wave (Real Name TBA)"...
Okay... How do you "field test" a kitchen appliance?
Three and a half years now, yes...?
That's how long you and I have known one another?
Only if we're countin' the year and some change
of high school when we were in different classes
and never said a word to each other.
Details, details...
The point is, our friendship spans the abyss of time...
One would imagine our thoughts to be simpatico by this stage.
Heh. Scary thought.
If you wanna give the R.E.N.G another whirl,
though, I'm down for it.
Banana, Double O Two!
Why? You're just gonna nuke the poor thing...
You'll make it all icky.
Steel yourself, woman! This is for science!
Well, it's your experiment...
Bet you'd think it was pretty wasteful
if you paid for these yourself, though.
Yes, yes.
Welcome to the Radioactive Entre Navigational Gopher
for your Phone-wave.
To set time, press the numerical keys corresponding
to the desired allotment of seconds,
followed by the pound sign.
One-two-zero-pound.
Solid turntable action. Clockwise.
Unique for a microwave, I notice.
Clockwise?
There's significance buried somewhere in that fact,
I can feel it...
Approached from a quantum perspective,
Hand's rule of maximum multiplicity...
Don't get ahead of yourself.
No, of course.
Thank you.
Typical result.
Great big gobs o' greasy grimy gopher guts.
Doesn't do that to my chicken tenders.
Maybe it's something about...
Perhaps, but the consistency of its effect
on bananas tends to strengthen my Stein's Gate hypothesis...
Just what I was thinkin'.
Stifle. Eat one for verification.
Hells no.
So be it. The honors go to you, my lovely.
Hmm... Do I have to? The bananas get all gross and floppy.
I don't really like the way they taste.
You've eaten one?
Mayushii...
Huh?
Could you give me that spiel again...?
Only instead of gross could you say wet?
Alrighty... The bananas gets all wet and floppy.
Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Hopefully this gives our viewers at home
a better view of this thing's dimensions--
not to mention the damage it's caused...
I'm totally dying here.
You've been outside all of ten minutes.
Hey, put yourself in my shoes.
It's a lot farther than a guy like me
usually ventures on foot in the summer.
Why can't they do it at Queen May's?
Because a college wants nothing to do with a maid café.
Ugh... Yeah, well the deans are beggin' me
to drop out with that attitude.
Whew! Air-conditioning! I can feel the life coming back.
There's no way in hell the satellite
can be just a coincidence.
You still harping on that?
You're telling me you're not the least bit curious
to see the crash site?
Like we'd see anything through the crowd.
'Sides, I'm keeping tabs on the whole shebang via the interwebs.
Ah... Extra vacation days... Another holiday?
Wait a minute, of course... Give me your phone.
What for?
Stop asking questions!
Violation of my basic rights, douche bag!
I sent you a text.
About Makise Kurisu's murder...
Dude. That was like so last week.
Last week?
You broke it up into three parts... Spam monkey.
See?
Huh?
Okabe Rintarou (No Subject)
Received July 23rd, 12:56pm? What?
"Looks like
someone stabbed
Makise Kurisu."
Yup.
What the...? Hang on, my outbox...
Mayuri Re: Upa...
Daru Let's go!
Mayuri Look at this
Daru Let's go!
Mayuri Look at this
Mayuri Re: Don't sell it
Mayuri Look at this
Mayuri Re: Don't sell it
Feyris Re: Prophecy Song
Where is it? What's today?
Mayuri Re: Don't sell it
Feyris Re: Prophecy Song
Ruka Re: I made snacks
Feyris Re: Prophecy Song
Ruka Re: I made snacks
Daru Re: (No subject)
Mayuri Re: Don't sell it
Feyris Re: Prophecy Song
Ruka Re: I made snacks
Mayuri Look at this
Mayuri Re: Don't sell it
Feyris Re: Prophecy Song
Daru Let's go!
Mayuri Look at this
Mayuri Re: Don't sell it
Mayuri Re: Upa...
Daru Let's go!
Mayuri Look at this
Huh? It's the twenty-eighth. Why?
Spill it.
My text... Traveled backward in time...
What?
kisei sareta chikai mujihi naru, juuni no shinri nogarerarenai
We cannot escape the 12 merciless truths and the controlled oath we took
ansoku no asu wo negattara
If we wish for a tomorrow full of rest
te no naka no toutoi jishou no chihei he
to be given to the precious event horizon in our hands
toraware shi meiyaku arawareta gishou no rinkaku
the promise we made in captivity turns out to be a phantom
seimei no tenshi wa moumoku na jikan wo kizanda
The angel of life recorded a time of blindness
habatake butterfly
A flapping butterfly
kiseki no butterfly
A miraculous butterfly
anata he sasageru
I will consecrate them to you
namida no butterfly
Butterflies of tears
mabushii butterfly
Dazzling butterflies
subete ga ima kakikaerareru
All those are being rewritten