So thanks to a very generous donation from someone wishing to remain anonymous, we have enough for 3 more pictures by Solios to portray the transformation of RhondaMcCampbell. We are in the process of developing this sequence now and hope to have it ready for posting next week. Stay tuned!
{AI recognizes voiceprint of Chairwoman Francesco -
automatic recording systems activated}"Well, I just finished the
conference call. The board has decided
to hold off on any final determination regarding Heinrich till the next
official monthly meeting."
"Well, that was the general consensus in CIC as well
Chairwoman. Forensics is having a
heckuva time deciphering the notes we recovered for these and other substances
- and Chems isn't having much more luck reverse-engineering the samples. We'll probably need to debrief him *fully* on
the back end of this incident before taking any of these further."
"You read my mind Shelly. What's the status here now?"
"Well, all three subjects have displayed next to no
reaction to being moved again from the container to their current holding
cell. Best we can tell, they're still
totally high."
"Any further changes from the last report?"
"Well, nothing has been noted in the last hour - it
appears that even a serious overdose for any of these three substances
(individually at least) is not enough to be fatal - but obviously we only have
the single cases to base this judgment on - although frankly, they weren't
exactly the picture of good health 12 hour ago either."
"Sounds good.
I'm officially closing out emergency event I3BXXXY071315-1. All further research will follow routine corporate
protocols. Good work all of you. We'll handle Ms. McCampbell in a few days. {voiceprint ends, pause recording}
Thanks to a very generous donation, we now have three more stages in the forthcoming sequence, bringing us up to a minimum of five pictures for the entire project. Donations like this (with feedback) also allow us to target our designs in directions you'd like to see. (since I never get comments here anyways).
Thank you very much to everyone who voted - now is the opportunity to put your money where your mouth is:
We'll start with a timeframe of 1 week and see if we can't build any momentum from that - I'm hoping it's enough time, but it may be open a little longer than that. Initial Deadline: Midnight EST Wednesday 26 Aug.
Based on your votes:
You're donating to support images portraying the transformation of chief of security Rhonda
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To something potentially closer to this (although we're finalizing details right now...I think we'll have a few new surprises this time). I have already paid for the first and last image in this sequence. The interim images are up to your generosity. $60 for every stage - and I will pay the balance for a partial stage. Currently: 2 Images. All donations will be counted towards the total (I'll eat the paypal fees), but for easy addition, each donation should be at least $1. I'll post updates every couple of days (as my schedule allows) - on a little sidebar section - so stay tuned. Donations can be made via my paypal account - the same as my donation art project. Just leave a note letting me know it's for Solios! Of course, if you'd like to donate for another art project at the same time - that's too easy - just drop me a line via email afterwards!
{AI recognizes voiceprint of Chairwoman Francesco -
automatic recording systems activated} "So you've got her secured?Good.She's
still a valuable employee and we have plans for her."
"Chairwoman?We've regained visual.Should be
a solid feed from here on in."
"Glad to hear it.Wow!Just wow.Did they accept the transition to the
transport just like that?"
"Well the retrieval team reported no issues - other
than a few nosy neighbors - easily tranked."
"It was a pretty simple transfer apparently - the
forklift was the only equipment required - the container was just the right
size."
"Let's hope the central one doesn't pack on too much
more in the next couple of hours."
"The holding facility is more than equipped to handle
anything up to a couple of tons with what they have on hand."
"All that activity, movement...and practically no
physical reaction whatsoever.Looks like
Heinrich was on to something at least.I
guess we can add that to the list of side effects for each one....although the
one on the right sure does look a little freaked."
"Well, the retrieval team wasn't able to pry the
controller out of her hands - she's got a grip like a vice.Makes things a little weirder since we
couldn't fit the TV or console in the container....so we're not exactly sure
what she's looking at."
"Well, the next time they stop for gas, make sure they
give her some eye drops or something - we're not looking at permanent damage
here."
Katie Oswald worked as one of the many junior accountants at
TransRepo Industries.Normally, that meant
she and her team stayed pretty much in the sixth and seventh floors of the main
building.Today, something was
different.She was touring part of the
newly developed Nanite Containment Facility.There were some minor irregularities in the cost reporting and they
needed to be rectified before the monthly reports could be completed.Her, along with two other junior accountants,
and her immediate supervisor were in a group of temporary cubicles just outside
the Biological Level 2 Containment Zone.
She caught as strange flicker in the air but it had vanished when
she turned her head towards it.After looking around a while, she decided it had to be some kind of
hallucination or something.She returned
to the pile of invoice slips that had become her duty to reconcile.She really wished these scientists would take
better care when doing the accounts.Didn’t they know how important it was?
After a few hours, she noticed an itch at her waist and
absentmindedly brushed the dark hairs away.Sheena’s hair, she noted mentally.How could that dog lose so much hair chasing frisbees and not end up
bald?When the hair didn’t
brush away, she tugged at it.It was
solidly attached.This was strange.She walked over to the women’s
washroom for a closer look at the hair.
Betty Kowalski was working in the computer server area.She was helping on of the technicians thread
a new fiberoptic bundle through the already crowded collection of cables that
already filled the cable bay.
“There should be an easier way,”she muttered.
“Not without breaking the containment seal on the other side
of the wall,”the technician responded.
“Are we that close to …”
“Level 2 is on the other side.We’re just running an line to the virus
lab.Good thing.They’d kill us all if we had to shut down
level 2 like we did last time.Seems
even a few days is more than they want to give up.”
“We’re not in any danger?”
“No.The virus side’s
been virtually shutdown for months.Nothing hazardous in there any more.”
“Oh.Was there?Before?”
“Don’t know.All I know is we had to work in the damned hazmat
suits ten months ago when we recalled the building.”
A jet of silvery mist caught Betty in the face.Unconsciously she inhaled, lost consciousness
and fell from the ladder she was standing on.Her partner, hearing the crash, quickly came to her aid.She was barely breathing but a quick first
aid assessment showed no apparent broken bones.
Imogene Bellamy wasn’t even a member of the staff when this
had all started.She’d
been visiting her Mom at lunch.She’d
been working with a company a short distance up the road as part of a work
partnership program associated with the local technical college’s
Work Placement program.She’d
not seen but smelled a strange metallic scent as a fine silvery mist poured
from an overhead ventilation duct.Neither she nor her mother thought anything of it until her mother got
home that evening.
“Mom,”Imogene began with a slight whine in
her voice.“I feel terrible.”
Tammy Rothschild had graduated from the local technical college
only five weeks prior.She’d
done very well in the office management course she’d taken and was
pleased to be able to give her notice at the dead end job she’d
worked in since high school.TransRepo
paid ever so much more and, in a few years time, she’d be able to work
her way up and make even more!!
Her first few days on the front desk were pretty normal.Aside from having to get another of the
office managers to cover for her whenever HR decided she needed to fill in yet
another form, it was pretty simple.The
fourth day, she and the other new hires were put through the Corporate
Introduction Session.It covered all
kinds of things that her diploma hadn’t covered such as evacuation drills
and shelter-in-place drills and where the emergency biosafe areas were.The trainers made much of the fact that,
though such events should never occur, the release of one of the biologically
active agents from the secure labs might happen.They needed to know what to do.Even if no one ever expected to actually have
to do it.
Well now, I've got to get more content posted while we're waiting on the next set of voting results.
This week I am very happy to present my first full commissioned story (with illustrations) by Mertail.
So, without further ado (tune in all week for updates) - after all....what's a normal day at TransRepo Industries without a little mishap?
Containment Breach
Part 1: Release in the Lab
It started as a normal day in the Biogenetics Lab of TransRepo
Industries.The current project, under
way now for nearly two years, was a simple one to describe but fiendishly
difficult to implement.An unexplained,
as yet, rise in the number of people needing service dogs with increased
capability was fostering feverish research into genetic methods to increase
canine intelligence.The original work
had been with virus carriers for the new genetic material.This created some interesting small steps in the
first few months.The unfortunate
problem was that you had to wait for the puppies to be born and mature a bit
before you could see the actual effects of your genetic tinkering.That all changed with the creation of the
first DNA compatible nanites. These
microscopic machines, working in tandem, could completely restructure the adult
animal based upon the changed DNA that the viruses had introduced into the
animal’s cell nucleus.Instead of waiting for the next generation, you could get good indications
immediately (or at least a few days).Of
course, the puppies would be a step beyond that having actually grown up with
the modifications and would have the advantage of learning to use the
enhancements completely.Regardless, it
did speed research considerably and ensured that the puppies would be good
candidates for further enhancement even if they didn’t meet the final
requirements.The results had been so
spectacular that some of their canines had doubled their intelligence in only
three generations.
So, we've reached the point where we handle the next poll - and it's up to you to decide which way we go with this.
Obviously we have the possibility of exposing Chief of Security Rhonda McCampbell to JY89BR or HE36YU (right and center characters respectively). However, looking at TransRepo Industries recent lines of testing, we have a few other options available: Exposure to substance from Parallel D4E - no idea what specific effect it'll have on her but we have some previous indications. Cosmetics Testing - it turns out that just as the Beauty Department is looking for a cheap, rapid means of producing high-grade ambergris, Custom Biologicals may have a solution (of sorts). Agricultural Operations Support - multipleoptionsavailable, leave a comment. Agricultural Production Support - againmultiple....if similar options :) So please feel free to vote, leave feedback, etc. If you can't see the poll, enable permissions for the site. And please be ready to put your money where your mouth is on this project - the more donations, the more arts in the sequence!
{AI recognizes voiceprint of Chairwoman Francesco -
automatic recording systems activated}"They're
on the way in - excellent.Well now,
speak of the devil, Director Heinrich and let's see....local chief of security Rhonda
McCampbell."
"Madam Chairwoman, I can explain everything."
"Shut your hole right now Peter.You're damn lucky you got promoted to
Director last year.The board will
render judgment on you at the meeting next week.Get him out of my sight."
"Right away Chairwoman."
"You though...Rhonda....you're the one I'm interested
in.I guess you thought you had a pretty
good thing going on."
"I'm not sure what you mean Ma'am."
"You will address me as Chairwoman.And I'm pretty sure you know exactly what I'm
referring to.We've had a couple hours
here to go digging while waiting for you to show up.What did we come up with Shelly?"
"Well Chairwoman, it was hidden well enough to evade a
surface scan, but once forensics was given direction to investigate, it was
pretty simple - blackmail of senior members of HR, embezzling to finance
non-vital cosmetic surgery, improper/illegal use of company cybernetics for
personal reasons."
"There was something else wasn't there? (And as an aside, I can't say your surgeon did you a lot of favors - I mean, with a figure like that....- you could have at least gotten the uniform re-tailored)"
"You mean, aside from the fact that she was completely
unqualified to even be hired as a level one security guard, much less supervise
anyone?(We'll be submitting a list of additional
cautionary measures for future hires - including revising our 'veterans'
preferences)."
"Give it to her straight."
"Hiring her ex's drop-out junkie kid to manage security
for a lab handling class 1 materials."
"That's right.We know it all.If you look on
the screen above your head, you'll see the same jackass currently overdosing on
substance TP06MN."
"Oh shit....Cameron!"
"Trust me, they can't hear you.But really, I wouldn't be too concerned about
him (her...at this point, I'm not sure if it matters) - it's you we're
interested in now.Just what are we
going to do with you?"
"What are you talking about?I've got rights, my contract...."
"...Was voided the first time you engaged in illegal
activities."
{AI recognizes voiceprint of Chairwoman Francesco -
automatic recording systems activated} "Ack!That's hot.Watch where you're pouring - not what's on the screen Shelly!"
"Sorry Chairwoman, let me just wipe that up."
"Never mind that now - in this light it matches my suit
anyways.I just need the caffeine.Now where were we?"
"Retrieval team is set in place Chairwoman - awaiting
your direction."
"Take them now.Let's get this mess cleaned up and stashed in a safe place for further
direction ASAP."