Latest revision as of 12:41, 20 April 2018

Franklyn's Whyte Out Plot Research

Okay! Consider the following information that Franklyn has disseminated through the group; mostly in the form of dossiers and folios and typed out accounts which are both expertly researched (Academics.Research, y'all), and also kind of totally obsessive and untethered in places. If anyone who wants to make an analysis of Frank's mindset or personality based on this... Well, page me.

Dossier on Heinrich Feldmann and Marguerite Dumont

These two were the hosts of the Mysterious Party that was hosted in summer of 2017 by the Feldmann Institute. A brief outline of the party -- it was exclusive, there was a parlour game about 'correctly' selecting a series of random hidden card symbols, Franklyn won a prize that included a free all expenses trip to Arcadia, FL; lucky her. It was all over the news, so not exactly a secret.

The information Franklyn found on them and shares (ps: it's a portable crazy wall of overly organised and exceptionally detailed information) boils down to the following:

Heinrich Feldmann is a German-born naturalised Canadian who has been active in the pharmaceutical industry from a young age. He claims family influence, though no one else in his family has ever made much of a name for themselves in business, to the internet's knowledge.

He has two younger brothers and an older sister. In order of age: Henrietta, Heinrich, Justus, Franz. The sister is a violinist in an Austrian orchestra. Justus is a schoolteacher. Franz is a layabout the family tries not to remember, with criminal ties not even the internet can find every detail about. He was in and out of juvenile law trouble, and doesn't seem to have redeemed himself. He's just gotten smarter.

His father passed away of a heart attack five years ago. His mother is currently fighting end-stage metastasised cancer, and there are several heart-warming stories well-publicated about the wealthy businessman flying home to care for his ailing Mama.

He has built his own business from the ground up, with three Master's degrees, a doctorate and a Ph.D., all in varieties of business, medicine and psychology.

The Feldmann Institute itself is one of several wealthy umbrella organisations which funds research into pharmaceutical compounds for psychological studies, 'healing the damaged psyche' of troubled souls. It has diversified interests across the field, which enables it to perform much of its manufacturing and production under its own roof, so to speak, to keep costs down. It also means that there is very little detail out there about projects in research and development, since they are covered under intellectual privacy law.

Its books are meticulously kept, and by your fantaaaastic internet searching, you can see that they do occasionally fund smaller, worthy projects who apply for their financial aid.

The company has an active social media presence, and keeps a velvet-gloved iron fist on its public image.

Marguerite Dumont is Canadian-born, Quebec, and has had a fairly tame history, at least as far as the public eye is concerned. She has written several well-reputed papers in the field of psychology and psychic studies, and has often worked with the police during investigations of abnormal psych, a.k.a. she helps police figure out -why- people are murdering people.

Her family had a boating accident when she was first graduating with her doctorate in psychological studies. The bodies were never found, and the investigation was closed the same year. The internet has comparably little information about her, beyond the fact that she still lives in Canada. Her current employment isn't posted anywhere. She does not have a Facebook account or any other form of social media.

Arcadia, FL is a little hole of a place with no obvious connection to anything. Franklyn would have received a brochure of a cruise, however, so maybe the super secret resort thing isn't actually -supposed- to be there? Maybe it's a ruse, to throw off publicity?

Who the heck's Penelope Bingham?

So, Frankly glosses over some of the details where she got into a tiff with Penny B at the Mysterious Party, but she does share the following in her notes:

• Penelope Bingham is a local young woman, who was at the party. She thought she could win, because she insists she has 'intuition' of some sort, but she did not win. Franky won. Then Penelope fell down some stairs and broke her ankle and had been texting Franklyn intense nonsense ever since. Transcripts not available in full (what, Frank, you don't wanna share your full phone records?!), but it boils down to:
  
  • Penny believes she has psychic powers of some sort, but is vague and her family don't want her messing with that crap.
  • Penny is super resentful she didn't win the free trip, even if her papa didn't want her to go.
  • Penny has been having weird dreams, about being tested on in some facility.
  • Penny's papa hired a P.I. to investigate the site down in Arcadia, Florida. On the surface, it just looks like a trailer park. When Penny's Papa's P.I. looked a little closer, they found was a heavily guarded entrance where armed personnel who would transport large roughly 6x3x2' sized boxes in, but never transport anything out. Franky couldn't squeeze Penny for any more second hand information, or the P.I's name.
  • Penny appears to be, if the rather cartoonish artist's rendering is anything to go by, a bubbly buxom blonde wearing a pink bodycon dress with a speech bubble that hovers around her holding the words "BUT I'M A VERY SEXY BABY". Hmm. Maybe Franky didn't mean to include that...

Folio on Research Pertaining to Psychics, Pharmaceuticals, and Local Dream Complaints

This folio is relatively well put together and organised, but it just doesn't lead to much. Franky seems frustrated by that, if the post-it note including a very grumpy looking frowny face tacked onto the photocopies of the info is anything to go by. Underneath there is another note, written hastily in a sharp hand: "maybe cerise can work her "magic" and find something, or maybe she can just laugh with relief once i fall through the ice and and sing with a flounder".

Whatever. It all boils down to this:

Conspiracies around psychics / psychic abuse / psychic testing, connected to FL and VT sites

• There aren't any, here in Vermont.
• There are, however, a number of them associated with the general area of Arcadia, FL, as well as other locations where Feldmann Institute holdings and associated subholdings are located. Not ALL Feldmann properties have rumours about them. Most don't, in fact.

Pharmaceutical patents or medical journal info that might be relevant in some way to the Feldmann Institute + Psychic Stuff

• Franky found some interesting patents on record about altered mindstates, specifically for use in patients who are comatose, nonresponsive, etc. There are also some pharmaceuticals supposedly useful for isolating specific personalities in people who possess multiple. There are also also a few attempts at stimulating the mind with a non-addictive substitute for caffeine, but those seem to have come to a dead end.

Local ~mystics or psychics~ or just people complaining about dreams, similar to what Penny described

• Plenty of people complaining about dreams, but none like Penny described.

May be a good jumping off place, for people to continue their own research aided by Frank's dead ends.

Crazy Wall Ramblings

There is additional information, mostly focusing around the events after the Living on a Spare bombing.

Uhm... Franklyn might not have been in the best place, when she wrote some of these. They are strikingly different than the relatively sober seeming dossier on Heinrich and Marguerite, which is subtly dated last summer. While there are some tangents which might possibly be an homage to stream-of-consciousness poetry, the essential details in the text boil down to:

• Witnesses at the Living on a Spare bombing interviewed by the local press say there were "at least five" kidnappers, but Franklyn says she and other locals who witnessed the aftermath of the bombing saw "four" masked 'kidnappers' flee the scene sans Suzie Whyte and get... Uh... Eaten by a giant serpent beyond the alleyway? Is that text right?

• It was too conspicuous, man!. Cue paragraphs of text attempting to argue/justify why it's batshit insane (she'd know) to:

1. plant a bomb without an agenda, no one claiming responsibility "and showing off, you stupid fucking asshole" says helpful notes
2. dress the bomber/kidnappers up as pirate-ninjas with fluffy hats and swords
3. dress all the hostages up in the same god damned humiliating outfits
4. create a portal to another dimension outside the bowling alley, when it could easily be done inside the building, unseen
5. only obtain a single human when there was a smörgåsbord of human bowling staff and patrons to pick from ((uuuh))
6. ensure the suspected bomber/kidnappers were eliminated via giant serpent-thing / traceless / tangent re: hiding bodies & properties of quicklime

Hypothesis and rambling questions posed by Franklyn include but are not limited to: the bombing was a cover-up for the real crime to be committed without witnesses or leads to the real criminals who took Suzie. Perpetrators could have hidden with the other hostages since everyone was dressed the same and there was so much chaos. Where did Suzie go? Was there another portal/gate inside that was destroyed in the fire? MIND CONTROL? Were the local cops/emergency personnel in on it? Maybe there was a transporter. How much does it cost to get one of them to jump through a mirror on your behalf? That's what happened last time, right? What kind of favour would be called in? Who else can do that? What questions need to be asked???

• A lot of drawings in the margins or between paragraphs of little rodents, mazes, a black eye, spirals/labyrinths, frames or blank mirrors, and what could possibly be a water spring or waterfalls or whirlpools. Doodles. Franklyn is apparently a doodler. In photocopies she's blanked some of them out with post-it notes, but some are hard to get rid of because of the surrounding text.