Methodology

"Test Subject has been subjected to a complete neural restructuring via a mixture of drugs, trauma, subconscious implantation of ideas, and an induced fugue state.  Initial tests show promising results, though it is likely that it will take time for these thoughts to come into full fruition.  Kalaakiota's bureaucrats are threatening to shut me down if I can't show results soon.  I keep informing them that affecting an immediate change will inevitably result in a psychotic break and absolute loss of attachment to anything resembling reality.  These implanted ideas must be given time to develop an internal monologue such that they cannot but seem innate to the individual, rather than the product of an alien intervention."
Research log of Dr. Silas Tobit, YC 113

Dr. Tobit's Office
Kalaakiota Department of Applied Psychomanipulation

Silas pored over his notes.  Mr. Krennel's psychotransformation was going much slower than Kalaakiota was willing to accept.  Over the previous 8 months, he had managed a massive program of thought implantation.  His plan was nothing if not ambitious, and so far, it had had no hiccups other than corporate interference, which now would spell the doom of his project.

He had begun his research by managing to do what most would consider impossible.  He kidnapped a capsuleer.  Mr. Krennel had made an error in stationing his clones in a Caldari station.  Dr. Tobit simply had his clone moved to a secure facility, and rather than allowing the clone reanimation process to reach full fruition, he stalled it, keeping Mr. Krennel in a state of half-awareness, akin to dreaming.  In this state, the subconscious is quite open to external input.  Mr. Krennel was kept in this state for months, every moment of every day bombarded by input designed to redefine his own conceptions of the world.  Simultaneously, false memories were inserted, the purpose being to create an alibi for his disappearance such that he would never notice his own absence from his life. 

He had then been released back into New Eden, unaware of his ordeal.  His every move was being watched, his choices catalogued and dissected.  So far, the experiment seemed to be a half-failure.  He had signed on with the Deklein null-sec hegemony, which showed an increased desire for some sort of authority structure, as well as a search for some meaningful pursuit beyond simple personal pleasure/gain.  However, it still wasn't a huge change from his previous lifestyle.  His private communications were not entirely revealing, either, since he had few if any.

Kalaakiota had determined this to be signs of Dr. Tobit's failure.  He was convinced that the changes would take time to develop, but that they would happen soon.  He kept urging for patience, but, none was forthcoming.  Clearly, Kalaakiota had already decided he was to be shut down.  Worse than that, Silas had threatened to go public with his research, which was clearly illegal by any stretch of the imagination, specifically to CONCORD, who likely would see this as a violation of any number of agreements regarding the established sanctity of Empyreans.  Surely, Kalaakiota would recognize his bluff.  If he went to CONCORD, he'd be in more trouble than anyone.  They knew that was a bluff right?  Right?

He never saw his killer, only felt the knife as it erupted through the front of his chest, and the last trickle of warmth, realizing as his life left him that he had urinated on himself.  His last thought was shame at this uncontrollable reflex and how strange it was that he should even give a damn.