Blue weeds...

Afton raises a brow at Alfred's hostility towards the other personalities in the Sink. "They can't be as bad as you are making them out to be..." he says.

"Sir, my entire being was designed to serve you as dutifully as my abilities allow. There are things I am unable to tolerate, Sir. You being sexually harassed, threatened, and bullied out of the sink are among them." Alfred states.

"How would a personality sexually harass me?" Afton asks, the memory of talking to Dala flashing in his mind for a moment.

"The biological research station was a personality designed by my creator that I personally believe was a mistake. Presumably, they had been unwillingly drugged by a powerful aphrodisiac to bring that personality into being, Sir." Alfred says.

"Ok... What about that toaster in the next room, it's not going to attack me in my sleep if I reactivate it, is it?"

"No, sir, but I believe it is the most monstrous of all my creator's creations. Its main function is what I would call, 'Electronic Cannibalism'... While not as ghastly as biological cannibalism generally is, it is still offensive to my senses, sir. If you do seek to reactivate it, I would request you either install a volume knob to stop it speaking, allow me to disable its personality, or destroy it in a suitably ironic fashion."

Afton scratches his head, "Uh huh... So, is the machinery operable without the personality's installed?" he asks, wondering if it's a good idea to activate them from what he'd heard thus far.

"Unfortunately not, sir, the devices operating systems are irreversibly linked with the personality... If you manage to retrieve them, then I will be able to deactivate the personalities afterwards, sir." Alfred reassures.

"Well, seems like I'll meet the personalities whether I like it or not as I'd like to gain full access to everything in the Sink. Can I choose specific personalities to disable?"

"Indeed, sir, once the personalities have been reinstalled you can pick and choose as to who you wish to silence to your leisure. Though, I would advise you to remember that even while you are gone, the rest of us still have to deal with the active personalities..."

Afton nods, "I'll keep that in mind. Also, I remember hearing that I can purchase food, drink, and other supplies from you?"

"Indubitably, sir, I can provide full access to the commissary should you wish. Any goods sir might require may be purchased through my shopkeep interface, whence tiny robots shall deliver them forthwith to this very domicile." Alfred states.

"Okay... Could I get... A purified water?" he asks after scrolling through the various options, more to test out how it works than anything else. Immediately after a small section on the holographic map opens up.

"Deposit 10 caps in here, sir." Alfred urges, and Afton does so.

Not long afterwards he notices a small panel in the wall open up, and outcome many spider-like robots that're carrying a single bottle of purified water on their backs. They crawl towards him before eventually stopping at his feet, not moving an inch.

"If, sir, could take his item it would be appreciated. The tiny robots have other functions aside from making deliveries." Alfred says.

Afton shrugs to himself and take the water bottle before watching the spiders retreat back into the wall, the panel closing shut. "What other functions are you talking about?" Afton asks curiously.

"I believe they are responsible for the maintenance of this facility, as well as acting as remotely controlled drones for whomever is in control of the Think Tank, sir."

Afton nods at that, that would explain how this place was still standing in such pristine condition after so long. It wasn't like the scientists were able to clean or do maintenance with their general lack in proper tools and fixtures.

Afton also made sure to make note of the many thousand items stored in the commissary, Big MT had been very, very prepared for the apocalypse apparently. The had enough food and water to be able to feed a small country... For a few days at least.

Of course, it would cost an ungodly amount of caps to actually acquire everything, but Afton had plans for that still.

But, as much as he'd like to stay in this luxury apartment, he had some technology to find. So, after getting properly suited up, Afton leaves the Sink via the door labelled, Big MT.

Once outside the bright rays from the sun blinding him momentarily, but while his eyes were revolting, his skin was celebrating. The [Solar Powered] Perk causing his strength to break through human limits and reach 12. Not to mention how his new 'plant arm' was reacting... It felt like every cell on his arm was sucking in as much sunlight as possible...

Regardless, he refocussed on the mission ahead, taking a glance around at the area... Around him was concrete flooring surrounded by a wire fence. His eyes were drawn to the lawn directly next to the Think Tank building however... The grass... Was blue!

Honestly, his experience in Vault 22 almost caused him to have a phobia against anything that was green (Ironic considering his new arm), so he as surprised and somewhat pleased that the new grass resembled nothing like the infectious fungus.

Ignoring the blue grass for now, he also saw metal water containers, and other machinery dotted around the place. He didn't have time to figure out what everything did, so he ignored them much the same as the grass.

First thing he intended to d-

"Intruder! You will not escape the eyes of my robo-scorpions, or their pincers!" the voice echoes across Big MT, most likely being projected from some kind of speaker-system.

Afton quickly looks around, surveying the area for a threat... But doesn't see any... Did he just get trolled by Mobius? He mentally shrugs and starts walking around the Think Tank building, if his suspicions were right, then he'd be able to find the Personality tapes that Dr. Klein had tossed off of the balcony.