NationStates Jolt Archive

It started off inocently enough. A man dressed rather casually walked through the streets of Fairbank, the second largest coastal city in Imitora. He carried with him a sack lunch, and looked for an empty park bench to sit at.

Finding an empty bench on the beautiflu day was no easy task, but he managed to pull it off. He sat, and ate his lunch, a sandwhich and can of Sprite, quickly, not taking time to enjoy the day. He reached into the brown paper bag, and pressed something, then deposited the bag in a trash can. Any one who listend closely, which no one was, could hear a slight hiss comming from the bag.
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John was sick. He hoped for the best, however his party like lifestyle hinted the worse. I'm twenty years old, I just started school, please dont say I have AIDs, he prayed silently in the doctors office. He hoped he could find that girl's phone number in case the tests came back positive. A door opened, and he looked up into the doctor's eyes.

"Well Mr. Halpin, you have nothgin to worry about. Just a nasty touch of the flu. So you know the deal, plenty of rest, some tylonol, the usuall." THe doctor handed the man a prescription. "You can take this, and get it filled out. New attempt at a flu cure. If it works, come back and tell me." THe doctor smiled, and showed John the door.
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Less than two days later, John could hardly breath. His entire body was racked with pain. He could hardly stand, and his body looked as if it had been soaking in cold water. Bags were under his eyes, and his skin was cold and wet. And he was at Croton International Airport. Surrounded by people.

He stummbled forward, coughed heavily, then fell. His body hit the ground with a heavy thud and he curled into a ball as he it the carpet. A few patrons screamed in fear as the ran, afraid he had been shot. Another man attmepted CPR. One called an ambulance. But it was already to late. The airborne disease had been spread through the airport, and several other cities.

However, as more people dropped, dying from strange effects such as temperatures of over 120 degrees, and the literal liquification of the internals of a person. Quarenteens were called. It was going to be a scarry Christmas in Imitora.

OOC: The news of this strange disease has gotten out, and other nations may have heard of it, and even a few cases may have popped up. However, I dont want any miracle cures or anythgin, as this is all part of a bigger, huge RP I am setting up.

OOC: no wonder drugs today :cry:

Celeborne offers any assistance that our medical science can offer. Please tell us what you need and we will supply it to the best of our ability.

We thank the Celebornian peoples for the offer of help, however, we are in the process of containing the virus right now. We believe it is just an advanced flu, and should have it under control in a few days time. Best Regard

John Oliver, President BioLife
Making Better Worlds Today

John 'Ross' Oliver looked over teh letter he had just sent to the Celebornian governmnet, and smiled. "We gotta make sure to keep all those bastards outa here. We cant have any butting in on us," he said, looking at the board of directors. "Dont worry, BioLife will have a cure for this soon. The Imitoran and world people will be safe from death by disease."
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In the proverbial secret lab, three monkeys lay dead, cut open on a table. "ITs perfect," the doctor said, looking at the internal organs, or what was left of them. "All signs point to the flu, but on the last day, this happens. Your own cells eat your organs away at an intense rate. In less than 24 hours, your lungs, kidney, liver, and heart are all liquified. Its genious."

Teh other doctor nodded. "We gotta give it a cool name. Somethign very hollywood and non scientific."

"Lilith," the man said, looking at a large computer print out of the strand. This was gonna rock the world.

We understand, we are at your disposal if you need us.

OOC: No attmept at trying to figure out whats going on? Not like you cele... :wink:

IC:

The hiss that came from the trash can went unnoticed. The persons in the park, one of whom wuld soon to be the late John Halpin were being infected with a rather nasty bug. It started off simple, and looked liek the flu. For three days, nothgin big happened. Just chills, fever, soreness, the like. However, victims soon experinced abdomonal pain. However, it was also written off as an influenzabug. On the fourth day, the organs were liquified by the boddies own cells, teh tissue litteraly eating itself. Exactly four days after contracting the bug, the victim would be dead.

Ross smiled. Now was his time. After the disapearence of Presidnet Lines and NSA Fortier, and the little fiasco his son and that one man Hoot had caused, he finnaly had his chance. He looked over a video that would show the spread of the Lilith virus. In 12 days, after near 15% of the Imitoran population had it, there would be a 'moumental breakthrough'. A preventave injection. Then after teh stock had shot up a bit, another, a cure for the virus. All was going perfectly.

Special Security Agency, Bioweapons Department
"You get the report from the CDC?"
"Not yet. Everyone says it's flu."
"Like f*ck it is. What we've heard now puts it far beyond flu."
"So what do we do?"
"Wait."

Today the Meridan High Chancellor, Frank Newhart had this to say to his people: There is nothing to be alarmed about. This "super flu" is only deadly to the very sick and the very old. We estimate that it won't even reach our island nation. Imitora is handling the situation very well.

OOC: I know it's your disease, but to reduce panic the High Chancellor made up the statement about only effecting the old and the sick.

OOC: Merida, actually thanks, thats helps. For all of you who have read Rainbow 6, you know how this is gonna start out. I'll be doing a bigger post on this later tongiht, and it in turn will open up a new thread, and so on and so on.

OOC: What are the symptoms of this "flu"? Most symptoms are fever, chills, runny nose, nausea, pain, and weakness, along with muscle aches. Please, describe this one. There are many strains of flu. Flu changes from year to year. I just gave shots today for residents at a nursing home. I am not a doctor or even a nurse yet, but I am a nursing student. So, if you can describe it to me, maybe I can create a character that can help some way. Most suggessted therapies for the flu are rest, tylenol, sudafed, plently of fluids, and if it is really bad probably an antibiotic, especially if it is a virus. Maybe what your scientists can do is dead a deaden portion of the virus and inject it. That is what vaccines are. Quartine is a good idea. Just give me some info and maybe I can join. Thanks.

Well, unless youw ant your character to die...It starts off with chills, fever, soreness, throat pain, but as it goes on, you get weaker and weaker, until teh fourth day when you keel over and die. The flu strands are just there as a mask, its really a hybrid hemorgiphic (sp?) fever, with hints of Ebola, Simian Fever, and Bolivian Hemorgiphic fever, and the influenza virus is there just to cover it up.

the red bat just got word of this virus and because we do not want it on the planet (region) Dragonia we are shutting down all ships in and out of the planet (region) dragonia since we are the founder



Agent 9
The Red Bat
Dragonia

OOC: It is spelled hemorrhage. So, it is a bleeding disorder. I do not want my character to die, but I can assist with my limited knowledge. That is if you want it.

Well, your character might not die, but the thing is, the BioLife Corporation is gonna go after her. There is already a cure for teh disease, but BioLife isn't gonna release it until after it spreads a bit more.

OOC: oh your biolife corp is corrupt. What would you like me to be? Just a nurse, or a scientist, or a government agent?

Yeah, exactly. Like I said, Clancy fans would understand where this is goin, as the opening is based of Rainbow 6. Scientist or Nurse would be best, that way it will be easier to try and go after her and stuff.

OOC: Nurse it shall be.
IC: Susan, was a first year nurse. She was working in OB, with all the babies. She was on her break and was watching the news. "How horrible. Something should be done." A nurse said,"I heard they are asking for nurses to volunteer to help out with the clients that are affected with this disease. It is tough though because they are in isolation and most of, well, all of them die. Can you really deal with death all day long, Susan?"
Susan looked sad, "I can deal with death. These people need to be comforted at the end. I think I am going to do it."
"I guess the government will pay for it also."
"Okay, thanks."
Susan continued her shift then went to the government building. The women at the desk pointed her in the way of the relief office.
"Hello, I was wondering what I need to do and where I go to help out with the epidemic?"
The receptionist said,"Sign this form and we will give you directions to where the quarinetine building is." The women looked at Susan as if she was on drugs by volunteering to do this.
Susan read the form and knew what could happen to her, but she figured if she could help one person it would make a difference.
She signed it and left. She went to her house and packed for this. There was no time to mentally prepare herself for this. She arrived at the building and performed isolation techniques and went to see the victums. She was appauled at the scene.
OOC: Please describe the building and how many people are there and such. Thanks/

Beg, empty, open, like a highschool gym. Bout 1,000 patients, 50 or so doctors, and 20 scientists wearing BioLife jackets and suits. Everyone is wearing a biocontainment suit.

(OOC: this something like Captain Tripps from "The Stand"?)

(OOC: this something like Captain Tripps from "The Stand"?)

OOC: Never heard of it.

(OOC: this something like Captain Tripps from "The Stand"?)

OOC: Never heard of it.

OOC: ah, nm then, lol.

OOC: Thanks. I can adapt.
IC: Susan walks around and nods at the doctors and the scientists. She knows who they are by their id bands on the outside. She does not have one, but that is okay, she supposes. All they can see what she looks like it by her green eyes. She has a pale complexion and she have long wavy red hair, but most of it is hiden in her suit. She is small stature and skinny. The yellow suit hides all of her form. She walks over to a bed and knees down. It is a young man. He is diaphorsing, sweating. She walks over to a counter and grabs a washcloth and wets it. She places it over the boys head and wipes. She smiles at him and asks,"What is your name? My name is Susan. I am a nurse. What do you do for a living, or do you go to school?"
OOC: I need someone to act him out or others out. Or do I do that also?

"Imitora Tech," he says weakly, smiling up at her. "Third string QB," he finishes with great effort.

A hand gently came down on Susan's shoulder. It was a BioLife engineer. "Its his fourth day. Not much of a chance now. We're keeping him on morphine to keep the pain down." He extended his hand. "Dr. Chris Vortuz, head of research, BioLife. We've been working on a cure for this, or at least a preventive shot for the time being."

She stood up and shook his hand,"Nice to met you Dr. Vortuz, my name is Susan Devits. I am volunteering, but I am a nurse at Imitora Hospital in the OB unit. Is there anything I can assist you in?" She look down at the man. She would not give up. She spoke to the man,"Did you want me to get you anything? You say they are trying to find a cure. I sure hope so. Maybe they could combine different vaccines together and create one." She paused and waited for further information.

"Just keep them comfortable. We bring them here befor they die. Which is starting to look bad. We estimate that over 12% of the population has this new disease, they are calling it the Lilith virus." He looked down at his watch. He pulled a syringe from his shirtpocket, and stuck the boy, drawing a small amount of blood. He grabbed a technician, handing him the syringe, and nodded.

OOC: Best to say your from Tertson Hospital, as there are no Public Hospitals in Imitora

OOC: Oops sorry.
IC: "What was that you just injected him with? It can't be morphine. Where are their IVs? Plus, if you need someone to do that let me please. I know the technique that is proper. That way you don't spread anything around and it is sterile, plus you wouldn't want to affect yourself." She walked away from the doctor for a moment and back to the boy. She bent down again and grabbed his hand. "Can you tell me how you got this and what are your symptoms?"
She waited patiently she knew he was going through pain.

"Just a little painkiller we've come up with. Makes hydrocodine look like Tylanol. And I dont think you quite understand. At this point, sterility isn't an issue. These people are going to die. There is no hope for them." He walked away, looking around as he headed for a small 'BioLife Only' booth.

The boy looked up at her. "It hurts all over. I was at the park, and the next day, I started feeling sick. Docotor said it was just flu, now they think I'm not gonna live," he spoke, looking up with pleading eyes.

The Xanthalian Ministry of Health, in the intrest of protecting the citizens of the Empire from this new disease, has requested that the Ministry of Transportation halt all transit between Imitora and Xanthal. The Ministry of Transportation has complied, and the central Xanthalian government has sent a message to the Imitoran government offering it's services to help stop this deadly virus.

"Hmmm. You were at the park. Then it is communicable. Well, obviously. Look at all these people. I am sorry I do not know what to tell you. All I can say is I will be here to make you feel comfortable in any mean I can. Do not be afraid to ask. Would you like to speak to a priest? But you look tired right now, I think you should rest. I shall come back and check on you in a bit." She walked away. She would not give up even if he did die. Which is more likely then not. She would have him cope through it and die at peace. She was not happy with what the doctor said to her. She walked up to where a lot of biolife doctors were and said with a very loud voice, "You seem to forget that there was a time when doctors did not think of environment then came along Florence Nightengale who opened up that and gave us a technique that would help people. I think we need to do that and have a sterile technique done. This people don't need to be blocked from the outside world. Yes, they are a hazard, but let the sunlight shine on them. Open up those curtains. I see that you use isolation techniques only to protect yourself. That is selfish. We are here to protect them. Do your job and do it right." She began to get louder because she was getting madder. "How can you say that it doesn't matter if they are reexposed to the virus with someone else's needle. You do not know if all these people are sick like that. You don't even know what we are dealing with. You know what I can't just stand here and debate this issue there are people out there that need me and you. Good day." With that she walked off. She would not let them get to her again. She went back to the young man and sat by his side. "What happened in the park?" She was going to get this whole problem figured out even if she died doing it.

The BioLife docotors just chuckled silently. When you make an seven figure sallery for doing near nothgin, you get like that.

"I was just with my girlfrined, we ate lunch, and that was it."

"Is your girlfriend sick also? What did you eat? Where did you get it? When did these symptoms start?"

"Ordered a pizza from Jim's. She died yesterday. I started feeling sick two nights ago, then I ended up here..."

As he continued to talk, Vertuz looked on. He stood in the BioLife trailer, and looked over at a technician. "I dont want her talkin to anyone. We keep this underwraps. Understand?" He looked down at a computer printout. In less than five hours, a preventive vacinan would be released. With that stock would go up at least 90%. And Vertuz would be driving a brand new Ferrari.

As always with diseases, we are shutting off all traffic to and from your country. Any planes that have been thru your countries airports in the last week will be sanitized. Standard procedure with stuff like this.

"Do you know if anyone else died from eating this pizza? Hope that thought one moment I want to talk to Dr. Vertuz." She walked away from the young man. Thinking in her head he got sick two days ago. He either got sick from the food or his girlfriend. I should see records on the grilfriend. "Dr. do you mind if I look at some records. I understand confidentiality. So, that will not be a problem. I need to find the name first so I will get that in a bit. I have some questions to ask you. You said he was going to die because it was his fourth day, right? Well, he just told me that he just got sick two days ago. Now, before I watched on the news that when they catch whatever this is the symptoms occur right away. This boy is not immunosupressed so his increase in symptoms do not make sense. What did you really have in that syring?"

Vertuz made sure she couldn't see into the 'BioLife' Trailer. "As I said, it was a pain killer. And I dont know his name, we dont have full records. All we know is that they are sent here when it looks like the end. Who knows, maybe he has a weaker imune system." He watched over her shoulder as two men took the boys bed, and walked off with it, him on it, sleeping soundly.

OOC: Okay, I will continue this tomorrow. I have to go to a friend's house and it is late. Plus, I have to get up early tomorrow and give flu shots at the nursing home. Have a good night. I shall post in the morning.

ok.

Her eyes widened, "How could you not keep records? All that pertinent information about the disease and its process. It is good I came here maybe some further development can be made. I will prepare some detailed assessments on some clients and I will give them to you. That should help out, right? Doctor I am willing to assist you in any way, just let me know." She smiled at him, she never could remain angry at someone for very long. She walked away and searched for where the boy should be. She ran back to the doctor. "What what what happened? Where did he go? He was just there." She was breathing hard and it was hard to say really much of anything. She tried to calm herself down, but she needed to know he was okay.

Verduz just shruged her off, and went back to work. When she returned, he had to refrain from laughing. "Well, if hes not their anymore, he probably dies We're already pressed for space here, so we need to keep a good rotation. They've probably already put him in the incinerator now."

OOC: Its taking everythgin I have to keep from having a monty python "I'm not dead yet" issue.

OOC: Haha. I love Monty Python, especially the quest for the holy grail.
IC: Susan just stared at the doctor. Her heart began to pace. "He was okay just a few seconds ago. Maybe I am not cut out for this. I thought I could handle this..." Susan begins to sob and she rushes to the doctor and puts her head on his shoulder. "What am I supposed to do now?"

The doctor just patted her head softly. "Your gonna have to accept taht once they get here, there is no chance for them. Right now, just keep the morphine and codine flowing, smile, and try not to accidently get poked by a needle with a blood sample."

"I think I can deal with that." Susan walked away. She went and found another person to take care of it was a little four year old girl. "Sweetheart, how did you get sick?"

The little girl looked up and smiled, clutching a stuffed penguin. "At the park," she said weakly.

"That is a cute peguin you have there. What is its name? Is the peguin not feeling well either? What day were you at the park?"