The Data Card was found in 2012 in a Garnet Modified Revolver by Foundation Personnel after R5-6 gain ownership of Division GLOBAL-FAH and R5-5 had left for Divsion GLOBAL-FAH Site-01B. From recovery, it seems that the data card was made sometime within 2005 to 2008.
The contents within the data card titled "The First ___________" shows R5-6 recruitment into the Foundation and his co-ownership and later ownership of Division GLOBAL-FAH.
On the back of the Data Card was shown to have the R5 Insignia, indicating that this data card is R5 Property.
As of the time this document is written, the data card has been resecured and is being archived by R5-5.
[WARNING: THE CONTENT OF THIS DATA CARD IS R5 PROPERTY, ACCESS IS RESTRICTED UNLESS AUTHORIZED. TO CONFIRM, PLEASE INSERT YOUR CREDENTIALS]
[User ID]: T_Andre
[Password]: ***********
[R5 User ID]: @rCtic@R5-6
[LOG IN SUCCESSFUL - WELCOME MR ANDRE TARMOV]
>play_49586-LN-34
[PLAYING DATA CONTENT 49586-LN-34]
A Documented Audio Record opens up on the monitor as R5-5 appear in the camera, he seemed serious than usual. He clears his throat before speaking.
"R5 Council member 5, council member and leader of Division "███████", codename Black Cat, clearance code is ████-█. Date is ██ of █████, ████. Remarks of today is about the R5-6 trial for a..."
He was searching something in a file.
"Mr. AndroidTan, former Anti-Furry Coalition Director turned into a Furry non-genetically. This documentation is at the request and for the viewing of the R5 Council and Members of the Ethics Committee for the R5-6 position vacancy."
The Documented Audio Record then opens to an examination report. The audio continues.
"Initial Arrival shows that Mr. Tan had arrived to us post-defection from the coalition. He was scene carrying a Six-Shooter S&W Model 500 Magnum Revolver decorated with garnet gemstones. From what I can tell, it seems that the revolver holds anomalous properties it seems. But due to regulations for enlistees to place their weapons into the included weapon deposit box pre-entry, I had to place the said six-shooter into a safety box."
The Documented Audio Record then shows the image of the revolver.
"I first emptied the revolver's chamber, which six bullets fall out, however it seemed to be... anomalous due to the signs of garnet in the bullet. There were some stains from the bullets in the casing, but there were no damages. After emptying the revolver, I place the bullets in a small ammunition bag before placing the six-shooter and the bag in the safety box. Mr. ██████████ seemed calm when the box is placed away."
Then there are sounds of R5-5 then flips through a document of some sort.
"During the interview, I asked the following basic questionnaires as of protocol and it increases difficulty per answer. This protocol is the usual R5 Questionnaire, fail one answer and leave the program. The following is the audio from the interview."
The recorded audio suddenly transitions into a visual feed of the interview room, where R5-5 waits patiently, ready for the encounter ahead. A thick tension lingers in the air until Mr. ██████████ steps through the door. R5-5 lifts his gaze, acknowledging the newcomer with an enigmatic smile.
"Welcome, Mr. ██████████. I'm R5-5, but you can call me Black Cat. I’ll be conducting your interview today," he declares, his voice smooth and inviting.
With a calm yet deep timbre, Mr. ██████████ replies, taking a seat with a deliberate ease. "Hello, sir."
R5-5 flicks through a well-organized file, a prelude to the first series of probing inquiries—the basic questionnaire designed to confirm the identity of his interviewee.
"Alright, Mr. ██████████. To start, we need to establish some basic details. Just a few questions to ensure you’re who you say you are."
Mr. ██████████ gives a steady stare, his curiosity piqued before he responds, “Alright, go ahead.”
“Great,” R5-5 replies, his voice smooth as silk. "What was your former occupation?"
“Anti-Furry Coalition, Training Director,” comes the reply, laced with an air of defiance.
R5-5 nods, taking in the information before pressing on. "Do you have a family?"
“No, I am a part of one," Mr. ██████████ answers, hinting at the complexities of his relationships.
The final question is posed with a touch of anticipation. "What is your favorite food?"
His lips curl into a faint smile as he responds, “A simple fettuccine alfredo.”
The interview continues, each inquiry peeling back layers of the man seated before R5-5, revealing more than just answers—laying bare the intricacies of a life steeped in unique experiences.
R5-5 took a deep breath as he flipped through the file in front of him, the fluorescent lights flickering softly overhead.
“Alright, authentication complete. Now, let’s get to the heart of the matter. What made you decide to join the R5 Council at such a young rank?” he inquired, his voice steady but curious.
“Because I wish to pursue elite power,” came the confident reply from the figure seated across the table, known only as ██████████.
R5-5 raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “And what drives your desire for this power?”
“Interest. Simple as that,” ██████████ said, a cocky smirk playing on their lips.
R5-5 leaned back, his expression turning serious. “That’s not what it means in the Foundation.”
Without missing a beat, ██████████ shot back, “Well, your formal colleague died trying to achieve it.”
A chill settled over the room, and R5-5’s eyes widened in shock. No one outside of the highest circles was supposed to know about the former R5-6’s fate. “That was confidential information. How could you possibly know?”
With a casual smile, ██████████ replied, “His obituary. But it’s rather strange, don’t you think? They labeled it a suicide, yet the body bore multiple injuries against suicide.”
A tense silence filled the air as R5-5 studied ██████████, searching for any hint of deception. “What’s your connection to the former R5-6?” he demanded, his voice now filled with a mix of suspicion and intrigue.
With a chuckle, ██████████ dismissed the question. “I’m not related to him at all.”
The tension continued to thrum between them, each waiting to see just how far the other was willing to go in this intricate dance of power and secrets.
The visual feed of the interview room suddenly transitions into a recorded audio.
"The subject's special notes also listed for him to be at the age of 10 while holding the body of an 8-year-old which has signs of enhanced aging. We could speculate he was suffering with Age Altering Disorder, an genetic disorder that can make robloxians smarter than normal in exchange of enhanced growth."
Then it shows a screen detailing the info about the subject.
"From our medical inspection into his records shows that he suffers from two genetic disorder; with the other one being Satanic Eyopia. Nothing special to be noted in this section."