Experiment 3515: Phi

Choosing your mix carefully, you wondered in particular what some of the more **** ends of some of the mixture might provide. In a sort of four-dimensional space, three of those dimensions would exist at either the maximum or minimum, with the third remaining averaged out. If you were going to map out certain behaviors, it seemed logical to understand the bounds of the experimental mixtures somehow.

You wrote down the following in your logbook:

Experiment 3151 (codename Phi)

• Partial motor function behavior mod
• Full symbiote control
• Host is fully aware of their modified behaviors
• Symbiote is fully imprinted to creator

After mixing everything up, including the sugar water, you let the mix sit in your office overnight, sealed in a plastic container for safekeeping. Hopefully the janitors wouldn't toss this overnight, you'd lost more than one experiment to them because they thought it was some old leftover food...

The new day rolled around, and when you returned to the office, thankfully the container was still right where you left it. You opened the lid, seeing the blue gel resting inside the cup. It sprang to life, lifting upward like it was a gopher popping out of a hole to investigate its surroundings.

"Well, that's... something. Okay, you stay put right there." Fortunately, the little blob of slime seemed highly obedient upon seeing you, but it still had a 'head' that tracked you like it was waiting for you to do or say something to it. "...Oh, right."

You picked up the binder, and flipped through the pages, coming across the verbal commands. "Here we are. Syn-biote instruction, name designation, Phi."

The little slime shivered, almost waiting for more from you, but it didn't seem capable--or interested--in saying what. It just kept watching you, you could feel it... you tapped your chin, reaching down to pick up the slime cup. The contents bobbed and jiggled, but the slime didn't seem to show any signs of objection.

"We've got a class to teach this morning, so let's get to it! I'll study you more afterward. You'll behave, right?"

It was weird talking to this blueberry dessert of a creature, but the lump on top seemed to nod in affirmation. It still waited for some sort of input from you, transfixed on you in entirety. You wondered if it had to do with any absorption commands, but you could figure that out after class--you had to run, so you wouldn't be late!

As you discussed electron shells with your chemistry class, Phi remained behind the podium, blocked from student sight but still eyeing you the whole time, patiently waiting for the moment when class would end, and you could show it attention again. Of course, the slime likely wanted a host to perform to its full potential, so you were on the lookout for who might make a suitable test subject. Given how much control you would have over the slime, it felt like you could manage a situation quite easily regardless of whoever ended up as the host.