Grounded 2 Key Items Database

A battered Catch and Kill Unit found patrolling the depths of The Abyss.

A battered Catch and Kill Unit found patrolling the depths of The Abyss.

Math enthusiasts will recognize this model as the hyper reliable Insta-Mather SL 885.

Prince of Skunk Pond. Woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Fish bed. Do fish have beds?

A clever arrangement of canned plants reusing recyclable packaging for a colorful display.

Ominent's processing center researching the super sour flavor effects of candies in the park. What causes these mysterious properties? Could they be transferred to larger objects? So many questions, so few answers...

A butterfly larva readying a spectacular transformation! Can drop spine nubs, caterpillar goop, and caterpillar meat on death.

A butterfly larva readying a spectacular transformation! Can drop spine nubs, caterpillar goop, and caterpillar meat on death.

A pamphlet for the statue unveiling ceremony at Brookhollow City Park. Presented by Ominent Practical Technologies.

Plans for a new version of the flaming sword from Dr. Tully's yard, now improved with wolf spider chunks.

Formerly a squad of janitorial and fry cook robots for Roby's, this fleet now patrols the labs of The Abyss. Drops Raw Science on defeat.

Formerly a squad of janitorial and fry cook robots for Roby's, this fleet now patrols the labs of The Abyss. Drops Raw Science on defeat.

Please people, take your personal belongings back to your desk after using the nap room. I don't care if you work all the way up the fifth floor.

This is a top secret facility. We do not have top secret janitorial staff.

Nobody wants to spend half their afternoon break cleaning up empty coffee mugs, sweaty blankets, or dirty socks out of the bunk before they can lie down for a minute.

Some of us have young children. WE. ARE. TIRED.

Respectfully,

ID 867 - Engineering Team

Tenacious and resourceful insects that scavenge through trash. Can drop roach chunks and roach head on death.

Tenacious and resourceful insects that scavenge through trash. Can drop roach chunks and roach head on death.

Voracious little blighters that devour everything. Can drop roach chunks on death.

Voracious little blighters that devour everything. Can drop roach chunks on death.

A large and especially tough Cockroach matriarch, ready to defend herself if provoked.

A large and especially tough Cockroach matriarch, ready to defend herself if provoked.

This fullfat milk carton must be nearly two years old by now! Not the kind of memorabilia commonly brought to a commemorative ceremony, but to each their own.

- Fix door compressor x
- Gather resources:
Receivers x
Electrodes x
Thin wire x
Rust scraps x
- Bait ant queen x
- O.R.C. Procedure x
- Improvement testing:
Infusion x (some abilities)
Molars x (mold is key)
Tumbling x (missing something)
Laser attachments x (very good)
- Test run in the pumpkin patch x
- Find sabotage route for converted platoon x
- Workshop cleanup x
- Assign guards x

To be delivered directly to Ms. Sloane Beaumont.

Below is a summarized version of our most recent psychological profile of [REDACTED]:

Despite her notable capabilities, [REDACTED] exhibits a desire for external validation; she wants to be seen and heard. She's staged several maneuvers in front of our cameras, dismantling surveillance equipment only after she's "put on a show."

That being said, her distaste for authority is clear. [REDACTED] will reject obvious solutions out of pride if she feels she cannot reclaim them as her own.

This aversion has proven useful in many ways, as [REDACTED] has developed truly remarkable workarounds to problems that even Ominent had yet to solve. When provided with the right resources, her ingenuity rivals that of our best engineers.

However, she lacks emotional maturity and is unable to regulate her temper. For this, and other reasons, she is dangerous. It is imperative that we acknowledge the risk she poses to Ominent if she be allowed to continue her activities here in the park.

Please see the rest of the report for recommended procedures moving forward.

Hey, we haven't met but I'm ID 993. I just started this week. I think we share the same desk. Except I'm day shift.

Look, I don't know anyone here yet but I thought since, you know, same chair. We're practically friends already!

And since we're friends, you can tell me directly and honestly... what is up with all the biological waste going in and out of the science division? What do they need toenails for? I can't make heads or tails of those shipping manifestos.

Help a buddy out, yeah?

A rusted watering can among the community garden pumpkins. Enter at your own risk.

These chirping insects put on a show at night but are lazy during the day. Can drop their powerful drumstick legs, head and cricket parts on death.

These chirping insects put on a show at night but are lazy during the day. Can drop their powerful drumstick legs, head and cricket parts on death.

A device capable of thwarting the mysterious stranger's remote control signals. Defeat the enemies and push back against her presence in the park!

The noble watcher of the park, drops fine crow feathers from high atop perch points.

Scribbled note on the merits of fusing caterpillars and scorpions into a lethal weapon.

Prince of The Abyss. The ancient pond jockeys worship and fear him in equal measure.

This is a message to Ms Beaumont.

When in the course of research, it becomes necessary for scientists to dissolve the corporate bands connecting them to their employer and to assume a new station of freedom, a respect for their, well, legal future requires that they declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

I am done playing corporate charades. I declare this research station to be totally independent of Ominent Practical Technologies.

Here, the employees you left behind will be free to conduct the groundbreaking research so callously discarded by your memos and directives.

To my colleagues down below, shed your numbered keycards! Join me!

A swimming arachnid that weaves silk bubble air pockets beneath the surface of the pond. Can drop diving bell spider chunk and web fiber on death.

A swimming arachnid that weaves silk bubble air pockets beneath the surface of the pond. Can drop diving bell spider chunk and web fiber on death.

Attention all staff!

We’ve received distasteful reports that employees are daring each other to ingest the sour semi-liquid that has collected in pools around the garden as a known result of our heavily vetted research protocols.

THIS IS ABSOLUTELY DISCOURAGED.

Any employee suspected of either sipping, slurping, or daring to sip/slurp will receive an immediate time out and will be required to attend a seminar on proper quaffing etiquette.

- Management

Daily notes, June 18th, 1992
Employee 502 – Raw Science Research Division

I arrived early in the morning to confirm reports of a “glowing fissure” filed by field agents. After witnessing the fissure firsthand, I immediately sent out a request for an observation deck module to be installed.

It seems to be a naturally occurring fissure, about two centimeters long, and there are no signs of foul play or external intervention. This will need to be monitored closely. Flooding the area for containment is not sustainable this close to the surface.

I’ll send note to all rangers in the vicinity: we need to keep our eyes peeled for more fissures. If we were to miss one for too long… I fear the worst.

That *STATIC* figured out the hatchery design but won’t share it with us! They want all the credit for themselves! Their design is useless without a Red Soldier Ant Egg, and we have those safe here. I hope things calm down and we can work this out. We all want the same thing: to ride around on a bug!

A pet terrarium dropped in the scramble to escape the park. Its inhabitant gone, looking for its next meal...

Last steps (for Monday)

Pack “beakers and microscopes” – Done!
Store loose robot parts in the junk room – Done!
Set all robots to autonomous mode – Done!
Close reservoir shutters – Done!
Get rid of that stray koi fish before it knocks over the station –
General cleanup –
Evacuate –

It might have been rough, but we sure had some good times.

I'm sorry boys, but word just came from up high. By which I mean my penthouse. What, what! After much reflection, I've made the decision to move the Raw Science Research division somewhere safer. At least until we can find a way to stabilize that reservoir and... secure our assets. So pack up the beakers and microscopes! I want everyone out by next week. Leave the robots though. They'll work on maintenance until we come back with the right grilling equations. Which will be soon... I hope. Much love, Sloane.

This evacuation sucks. The executives got embiggened while the rest of us schlubs have to run for our lives. If they hadn’t botched the taming program, we could at least ride away on a bug. If I survive this, I’m changing careers. I’ll teach pre-school or something.