Makise... Kurisu...!
Hey, sorry, I tried knocking but no one came.
But... How did you ferret us out?
I asked Hashida for the street address...
Though I gotta admit,
I was expecting less of a frat pad and more of an actual lab...
Idiot...! You betrayed me to this nattering vixen?!
Huh?
It's okay, you were ill-prepared
to deal with a three-dimensional woman...!
Well, hah! the battle for Daru's soul is not over!
I'm onto you... Mata Hari!
Could you please tell him I'm not a spy?
My telling him so's not gonna do you very much good.
We are undone!
The Organization's finally worked
an agent into our sanctum sanctorum...!
What...?!
Our present calamity can't be the choice of Stein's Gate!
What in the hell is a Stein's Gate?
It's just a phrase he's partial to. It doesn't mean anything.
Sure yeah... Why would I expect anything he says to make sense?
Off with the boots!
Huh? Oh! Sorry. Guess I spent too much time in the States...
I'm Makise Kurisu... Might as well do it official-like, huh?
What's the matter...?
Are you one of those Japanese guys
who shakes hands like a dead fish?
Don't wet yourself.
They've probably taught you twenty ways to kill a man...
Can you blame me for not jumping headlong into oblivion?
Hey, where d'you think you're going?!
Uh, inside...?
I came here to find out why you were
so surprised to see me "alive"...
or if that was just your clever excuse
to go poking around in my coat.
And that...
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
Parallel World
Paranoia
The rest are still attached to it...
Doesn't look faked...
She's packing a doomsday device!
Don't you take your eyes off her for a nanosecond!
Sure thing, boss.
Huh... Got tweezers?
No!
Fine.
Viscous consistency...
Flavor...Yuck... Not good.
Sad zombie!
Eating that in lieu of brain matter!
I'd have given you a banana!
You pervert...! Jeez...
You just wanna watch me eat a banana.
Nuh uh!
Isn't it enough that you were groping me
practically the moment we met?
I don't mean to interrupt anything, but...
What?
You know how you said,
"You just wanna watch me eat a banana" a second ago...?
Could you, like, repeat that for me...?
Only this time whisper it a little bit?
Why would I do that?
What's the problem? It's a perfectly innocuous request!
Unless--no, that would be impossible!
Something that nasty wouldn't occur to you...!
What sprang to mind?! We're all dying to know!
You know damn well what I thought
'cause you thought it first!
Awesome.
No, it's not!
Oooooh, methinks the lady with the fruit fixation
doth protest too muuuch!
I don't have a fixation...! Listen...
While I'd love to run screaming to the cops
about the pair of you perverts, I'm going to hold off for now.
"For now," huh?
The you-know-what on the table...
Don't even start. The microwave did that, right?
That's top-secret--avert your eyes, woman...!
Future Gadget numero 8 is
our laboratory's most diabolical weapon!
She's pretty smart, man.
No point playing keep-away
if she can tell us how the thing works.
Yeah--smart and evil--!
By the time you and me figure it out,
we're gonna have flying cars and junk!
But everything in the Future Gadget Lab
is for members' eyes-only!
You there! "Christina," you said your name was?
Yeah. Never said that.
I will divulge its secrets to you if, and only if...!
Firstly...!
You must join our sacred brotherhood of anarchic science,
the Future Gadget Laboratory.
You're really going to make me join your stupid lab
to look at your microwave? I mean, I guess I could,
but I'm headed back home to the United States in August, so...
Your membership is provisional.
Now, secondly...
You do not run screaming to the cops about us being perverts!
Take it or leave it!
Hey, if you ever get burned out on science,
you'd be one hell of a lawyer, my friend... Serious!
You rule at the smooth-talk!
Thank you, Daru!
Now, you've no qualms about my generous conditions, right?
Generous to you, maybe.
Me... I'm one banana comment away from fight-or-flight.
You haven't said no, Christina...
That isn't my name, you nut-job!
Oh, right! You're the Zombie!
How would you like it... Hououin Carcinoma!
Kyoma...! watch your tongue, banana-mouth!
In the movies, this is when you two'd get busy.
Give it a rest, perv!
Okay, I accept...
On one condition, though,
you need to give it a rest with all the fruit-based innuendo...
I wouldn't want to have to start reaching for the pepper-spray.
Ah, sweet victory.
I hereby nomenclate you Lab Member Double-O Four!
Also known as Chrrrristina!
No I am not!
"When you're on a chicken bender,
grab a box of chicken tenders! Bock-bock-ba-gock!"
I'm back!
Saying it's a teleporter doesn't make it so.
You can't just go with your first thought.
I suppose you'd have us go with yours?
A banana moved a couple of feet.
One, two, three, four...
I'm just saying, I think "teleporter" is premature.
Ooh, we have a guest!
A pleasure to meet you... I'm Makise Kurisu...
I hope my being here didn't startle you.
I'm Shiina Mayuri.
Are you a member of the lab?
I just became one, myself.
Seriously?
Yup.
Ah!! A girl... I won't be the only one?!
Uh... is it that big of a deal?
Super! Big! Deal...!
You're the only girl who's ever been up here
other than me, can you believe it?
Ya don't say.
Nice to meetcha!
Thank you...! And likewise!
What the deuce?!
What's up?
There was electrical discharge!
What...?! Why didn't you tell me about that sooner...?!
Give me all of the relevant data you have!
Well... lightning came out of the microwave...
Yeah. That... pretty much covers it.
When, exactly?
Yesterday around noon, I think.
You tore outta here after they showed
that crashed satellite on TV...
so I guinea-pigged my phone onto it.
When I texted from the Radio Building...
you're telling me the Phone Wave (Real Name TBA)
was actually wired in to your cell-phone?
That nutty one about Makise getting eighty-sixed...?
You fired that thing off to me last week!
The hell I did...! I sent it yesterday...! At noon...!
Where'd it go?! It should be right here, dammit...!
What was the microwave doing when it got zapped?
I was running some tests on it.
Tryin' ta see if I could get
the turntable to go counterclockwise.
We should try to recreate those same conditions.
Mayuri, will your chicken tenders
heed the call of science?!
Yes!
Chicken tenders taste best when you eat them with friends!
Why are we putting those things in there, again?
I want to see if superfluous material affects the end result.
Engage.
Now then... send me a text, assistant.
Okay, first of all, I am not your assistant...
And even if I were, I don't know your phone number.
So hard to find good help... Daru.
Your phone will have to suffice.
Whaddaya want it to say?
How about...
"Christina... is a pervert."
Don't go pushing your luck, jerkwad.
How about I just split the difference...?
"Okarin is a pervert." Whaddya think?
What?!
Attaboy...! Good thinking!
Firing torpedoes, Captain!
And now... we play the waiting game...
I betcha those tenders are nice and hot.
Mayuri! No!
Huh?
You all right...?!
Mm-hm...
Suck it, A.C.!
What just happened?
Electromagnetic pulse...?
Don't be an idiot...
We're talking about a microwave you probably bought
secondhand at some pawn shop, not a hydrogen bomb.
Ahh! My chickies are charcoal...!
They'll never be tender again...!
What're we gonna do about that hole in the floor?
Mr. Braun's gonna burst a blood-vessel.
Well?
Jackpot...
Received Mail
Time:
Sender: Daru
Subject: (no subject)
Okarin is a pervert
Received July 24th... at 5:30 p.m....!
It really went back in time...!
Did you figure something out?
"Something?" More like everything...!
My sterling brain has sliced through this riddle
in one fell swoop!
Seriously?
Just as the banana has returned
to the bunch from whence it was taken...
this text has jumped five days into the past!
But that... would mean...!
Yes--exactly! This humble kitchen appliance is...!
...a time machine!
Thirteen... new text messages...? Who's S.F....?
Ah, yes.
That shrinking violet I christened "Shining Finger."
Should've called her "Hyperactive Finger"...
"Text me right away"
"Hey, are you asleep yet?"
"How long are you gonna sleep d'you think?"
Daru...
You fancy a mid-morning walk...?
What's wrong?
We burned the midnight oil for nothing...
I'm getting' a little low on morale.
Plus my 2D harem hates it when I neglect 'em.
Why aren't they turning into gel-nanas anymore?
Beats me...
How come we can't send any more texts back in time?
Maybe we should pick Makise's brain again...
The S.S. Christina has sailed.
No...! But that's impossible...!
And that was the last we saw of her.
Why'd she get so freaked out?
Hmm? What'm I looking at?
Just the LHC.
Huh?
Large Hadron Collider. SERN's particle accelerator.
Ain't she a thing o' beauty...?
SERN maintains a strict monopoly on the time machine market.
Titor... He mentioned them.
That guy... the one you were goin' on about...?
Suddenly there's people talking about him all over the internet.
What does it stand for?!
Huh...?!
In his posts, John Titor says
that SERN completes a working time machine by 2034...
Too early for crazy-talk...
Just tell me...! What does it stand for?!
Get off my jock and I'll tell ya!
SERN's full name is
the European Organization in Nuclear Research.
They're based outside Geneva.
Their big thing is particle physics research,
hence the name.
And rightly so--check out the hardware these cats are packing.
The Low Energy Antiproton Ring, the Proton Synchrotron Booster,
the Large Electron-Positron Collider,
and the baddest mama-jama...!
The world's largest particle accelerator!
The Large Hadron Collider!
There were even rumors going 'round
that the LHC could produce micro black holes.
If anything could, that'd be it.
Black holes, you say, huh?
Daru.
Yuh huh?
Is there or isn't there a prevalent school of thought
that posits time-travel is possible through the creation
and exploitation of miniature black holes?
Yeah... there is... but Makise's lecture
pretty much let the daylight through that one...
She said it's impossible to create black holes
to begin with.
You just told me maybe the LHC could do it...!
Who's to say they haven't--?!
Oh yeah...!
Nah ... SERN told everybody they struck out, man.
Please, as though I would just blithely take their word for it.
It's me.
No Cell Phones
Heh. He's so naïve. I know.
El... Psy... Congroo.
Wanna remind me what windmill we're tilting at now?
At this juncture, Daru, we've but one course of action.
Go visit Faris at the maid café!
Wrong!
Don't make me fight this fight alone!
I need your exemplary 'leet skills, Hack!
Stop. And don't talk nerd to me.
You know what must be done.
No and I don't want to hear this.
We hack into SERN.
Simple.
You're kidding... Tell me you're kidding.
Break into their network,
and gather intel on their time-travel program.
Your prowess with a keyboard will determine whether
the Phone Wave (Real Name TBA) slips the bonds of time,
or is condemned to a life of desultory heating.
Don't get pissy if it doesn't work!
Here ya go. Two beef bowls.
Huh?
That'll be 800 yen.
Okariiiiin!
Hard at work, I see.
You know it. The shop doesn't get any customers.
I'm dying of boredom.
You should have gotten work at a bike store.
'Fess up... What kind of hijinks are you guys getting up to?
With a name like "Future Gadget Laboratory," it's gotta be--
Who divulged that name?!
Uh...
Future Gadget Lab
Ah ha, well, if you know that much,
I suppose you can handle the truth...
We've taken up arms against a so-called "benign" group
that fancies itself a shadow government.
We're just about to fire the first shot
in a vicious cyber-war, in fact.
Wow, that sounds pretty hardcore!
And the group you're talking about, it's SERN, yeah?
How do you know that?!
My bad... See, I... I heard you going on about it...
I just... get so... bored down here,
and voices carry, you know?
So you admit to spying on us, then?!
Not my fault I got good ears. Heh...
Ahhh, but don't worry about it! Your secret is safe with me!
Not again...
What is it? The daily death report?
The daily what now?
Oh, nothing... It's a line from a show.
Just a retro-PC fan-girl...
She wants me to help her find an IBN 5100.
IBN?
So you've heard of it!
Uh... Kinda... maybe...
Those keen ears of yours?
Hey, c'mon--cut me some slack!
He was talking about 'em online...
Y'know, that time-traveler dude. "John Titor," or whatever...
Titor was?!
Yeah, I read all about it on some web-forum or other...
He was saying something like the IBN 5100
was built before PCs were using BASIC...
so it can read IBN's proprietary programming code,
which no other PC can--
Are you sure?!
Yeah...
Back when he first showed up
on the boards in 2000, didn't Titor...?
It's curious...
032 Name: Chestnut Rice and Kamehameha [sage] This is getting more disappointing None of this is really concrete I realize you're doing your best to sound realistic, but you can't fool me.
All of you seem to embrace a very...
entrenched concept of time.
Contrary to your beliefs, time is not a river flowing
from past to future in an inexorable current.
For example,
let's say I go back in time and kill somebody we'll call "A."
Doing so will lead to an alteration
of what is known as the "divergence number"...
and the world line will shift to a universe without A.
When a world line shifts,
people's memories are changed accordingly...
So... memories of the world in which A continued
to exist are nullified...
Overwritten with memories of a world line
in which his life was cut short by my actions.
Please explain. How exactly does SERN,
214 Name: Chestnut Rice and Kamehameha [sage] I'm more interested in how SERN, a research organization, ends up as the planetary ruler. It's a question I've been wondering for a while now.
a benign research organization,
end up becoming a tyrannical oligarchy?
Kind of hard to understand.
SERN is not so benign as they would have you believe.
343 Name: Anonymous [sage] And this results in a dystopia?
357 Name: Anonymous [sage] What's a dystopia?
For example,
they have already succeeded in producing miniature black holes.
Perhaps the easiest way to characterize my future
is a return to 18th-century living standards under
a global framework of communism.
In 2036, SERN controls most of the world's technology
and scientific knowledge.
And you require an IBN 5100 to prevent
this future of yours from occurring, I assume?
That is correct.
The IBN 5100's singular abilities
are needed to halt SERN's ambitions.
If memory serves, you said much the same thing
in your posts when you appeared in 2000.
When I appeared in 2000, you say?
As I've stated before,
I have never had occasion to travel to the year 2000.
However, there's always the possibility
that you remember me from another world line.
I'm intrigued.
I would very much like to speak with you at some point.
*In 2015, WW3 occurs. *In 2036, Earth is polluted by nuclear warfare. *I've travelled from 2036 to acquire an IBN 5100. *The IBN 5100 has a hidden function. *Only a few IBN engineers know of it.
This is my e-mail address... If you contact me, I will reply.
Almost there, Daru... C'mon, you can do this...
Just ferret out the SQL database table's configuration
and start decrypting like a mo'fo'. Yeah.
Good morning!
G'morning!
Oh, hey Mayuri.
What're you up to this glorious morn?
Since you stayed up two nights in a row,
I thought you'd like some tasty snacks. Yum!
Ooo! Canned oden stew!
Once again, your contribution to the cause is inspiring.
I can't treat often, but today's special...
See, I needed to get some of these Rai-Net sausages, anyway.
They're giving away a free oopa with every single box you buy!
Heh. You and your oopas.
No oopas come with your stew, but it's still tasty!
Daru and Kurisu get their own cans too, so no sharing!
Ugh... The fail is strong with this one...!
He didn't even hear me, did he?
There's nothing sadder than a hackaholic, Mayuri.
Keep going, Hack! You can do it! We believe in you 100 percent!
Now ya got her saying it!
It isn't nice to go snooping around in other people's stuff.
We have to bring SERN's inequities to light.
Yeah, I know... but...
I think maybe Kurisu ran away
'cause she didn't think it was very nice, either.
Whatever reason she had for leaving the lab,
I can guarantee you the hacking wasn't it.
I hope she comes back some day...
I liked her a whole lot.
Huh...? How come?
I'd like to exchange this fish-cake for a beef strip.
Yeah...? Can I trade for a quail egg instead?
Not a chance.
Quail eggs are my second favorite, after the beef strips.
They're my first favorite. Pretty please?
How about a fish-tube? They're pretty good.
I guess that's better than a beef strip.
It's a pleasure doing business with you, madam.
'Kay! One beef strip, coming up...Where'd it--?
Already took it.
Huh...?! But when'd you...?
Wow...
Much obliged, Mayuri.
Jackpooooot!
In your face...! In your face, SERN!
All your base are belong to me!
You have no chance--make your time!
Yeah...! Fake user ID get!
You did it?
You're inside?!
Hashida Daru for the win!
I don't know what you did, but I'm really proud of you.
Now don't get too excited, I did hack our way in--
but there are limits to what we can see without an admin ID,
and that ain't gonna happen...
Like when an H-game just shows you the boobs, ya know?
You're so naughty, Daru!
What'd you find?
A couple e-mails so far, but the day's still young.
Quite a bit of text. Should we hard copy for safety?
Nah, it's okay. I've got it locked in.
Experiment report... February 9...
Spare me the dramatic reenactment, please.
Suit yourself... Okay...
"The LHC is performing as intended.
It is a fickle device, to be sure,
but the last month's work has gone forward without a hitch."
What's he talking about?
What about the time machine?!
Somebody must have discussed it in one of these messages!
Let's give it a whirl...
"Time machine" is coming up a goose egg...
but the term "Z-Program" was used
about 100 times in the past month.
Okay... "Z-Program Experiment Report 137"...
"As the goal of generating miniature black holes
has already been met,
the contents of this report have been deleted."
Whoa.
They were successful...!
It looks that way...
But they told everybody those experiments totally bombed...!
Read the next one!
"Outcome of trial..."
"Human is dead... Mismatch."
Human is dead.
Uh-huh...
Someone...
...died?
kisei sareta chikai mujihi nari 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