NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Ha, fooled you! I'm invading nobody. Rather this is just a post to see how well I can do character and atmosphere writing, and to RP the first trial of something. Here goes!

IC: "How are the subjects today, Doctor?" asked the speaker in its' neutral, calm voice.
"Not too bad. Blood pressure on subject three is a little higher than it was, but that should be no trouble. Number five has developed a somewhat odd twitch too, but that again doesn't matter much," replied Doctor Antonio Ramirez, and clicked off the the mike. The speaker waited, digested the information, then spat out another question.
"Are they ready, in your opinion?" it scratched.
"Yes, they are." They were. There were five subjects; two women and three men, all members of a Far Right Wing Christian Fundamentalist group that had been brutally suppressed since the rise of Communist Mississippi. The Government had ordered that they should pay for their crimes of ideology. Ramirez was of the opinion that ideology was a stupid reason to do anything; he was a professional, and totally objective in such matters. To him there was no right or wrong, only efficiency and inefficiency, effectiveness and ineffectiveness. He sought for his creations to be effective and efficient, whatever the price.

"Very well," crackled the speaker. "Proceed." Ramirez nodded, and pressed down a series of switches. The cameras in each holding cell lit up and fixed upon the dishevelled people within them. Three of them just stared blankly, at the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the camera, into its' remorseless electical eye. One of them lay on her bed, and one just curled up in a ball and rocked slowly, back and forth. Ramirez licked his lips and spoke into the microphone.
"Proceed with insertion."
The cameras watched as simultaneously, sections of wall raised within each of the dimly-lit, oppressive rooms, revealing the mouth to a short, vertical shaft. The people sat, numb and emotionless, and waited. Down each sfath came a plate, upon which sat, of all things, a portion of beef, some potatoes, and a few florets of broccoli, slathered in a rich beef gravy. The subjects began to eat, mechanically, unfeeling and barely alive. Soon, of course, they would not be.

"Ideological crimes? Are there such things? Anyway, This is inhumane- even for prisoners."

-Kaiser Alec Mannerheim-Alessandri.
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Blagh! This is Secret lol. I should mention that. Sorry guys!

[OOC: Hm hm, suspenseful, well: Covert TAG]

hmmmm, how 1984...

[OOC - So when you ended by saying soon they will not be, you do mean soon they will not be alive correct? Because it could be interpreted as soon they will not be unfeeling, as in they will become normal again. And by the way, by imprisoning them for their beliefs, you became as bad as CM. So from now on, I might as well support CM, at least he sticks to his politics.]

OOC: I mentioned these dudes earlier. Their group has tried to assassinate people, to incite racial violence, to stri up violent revolt in the public and armed forces. They're guilty of high treason, basically.

"Insertion complete, awaiting subject ingestion." Ramirez clicked the mike off and sat back in his chair to watch the monitors. The five were all finished eating within five minutes. He poured himself a coffee from the gurgling, complaining machine and waited.

Let us pause for a moment, and take a look inside the first subject. A woman, 22, once attractive and happy, now degenerated, machinelike, barely alive, a slave to strangers.

Within her body, a hundred small capules are moving, down her oesohpagus, towards her stomach. The stomach is key, it will be her undoing.

The capsules move slowly, encased in the boluses as they make their way down toward her gut. Tiny miniature worlds, each containing an organism so perfect and so deadly it has no equal.

The boluses begin to disintegrate. Suddenly, mysteriously, a capsule breaks loose from the cloying embrace of what was once a cow, and travels towards the stomach wall. Yet the lipid coating around it protects it. The stomach acid, the digestive enzymes too, both ignore it, and let it continue moving down, toward the intestine, past the bile duct.

Through the seemingly endless twisting corridors and pipes of flesh it moves, never once caring, impervious to all. Selective breeding and painstaking engineering over years have isolated the methods that allow lactobacilli to survive ingestion, and prevent destruction by the marauding antibodies of the human auto-immune system; yet nobody has used this knowledge.

The cell, infinitely small, is beginning to fine the weaknesses in the lipid coating that has protected it from the body. Bile begins to dissolve the coating. The flagellum of the tiny cell kicks and pulses, straining to free it from the bubble it is in; then, finally, with help, it is loose, and free!

The cell moves as it wishes, glad to be free of its' prison, and settles into a fold in the wall of the tubing of the duodenum. As though tired after its' long journey, it sits and regains its' strength. Waiting.

OOC: I mentioned these dudes earlier. Their group has tried to assassinate people, to incite racial violence, to stri up violent revolt in the public and armed forces. They're guilty of high treason, basically.

[OOC - Oh, I remember that. Too bad you sum them up as right wing though. I mean, police in America killed blacks for rioting. And the excuse that there actions may have been just a tad inappropriate: Who gives a shit, they were black.

*Please note sarcasim, I am not a racist.

Also, been to biology recently?]

Yeah, I suppose. Ah well. I'm actually a fairly tolerant bloke, believe it or not, IRL, on most things.

o.o.c. part of me is glad i'm your ally cause then you won't use that on me.

OOC: Not been recently, this is mostly from memory and limited knowledge. I'm generally hoping this doesn't turn into a hopeless godmode like some bioweaponry.

Oh and Celack...you ain't seen what it does yet.

The cell rests on the wall of the duodenum, biding its' time and readying itself. Then it begins to change. The cell wall begins to fold inwards, and moves around the cell. The cell cannot move, cannot fight back, does not know what is happening in this micro-scale drama. The bacterium slowly moves foreward, like a snake on an egg, and begins engulfing the unsuspecting intensinal cell.

The bacterium moves with amazing smoothness, with not a ripple as it slides over the fragil cell membrane of its' prey, and then with incredible speed, the thing's cell wall reaches the far end of the cell. It begins to move toward itself, completing the great circle of life, or in this case death as the cell wall begins to extend, slowly closing behind the cell its' last chance of escape from doom.

The wall is sealed, and the bacterium, suddenly malevolent, digests its' meal. Within a few minutes, it begins to divide, splitting apart into two more cells in a 20-minutes process. The two cells begin to attack those cells around them, reproducing and destroying, and endless cycle of death feeding life, and life breeding death...

OOC: D'comment? Eh...Zees iz terrible!

"Good...first symptoms are starting to show now," muttered Ramirez. Subject Number One had begun to develop problems already. She had not been able to properly digest the second meal, as a cursory examination of he stools five hours later had clearly evinced. Ramirez knew what was happening within the subject - he never thought of them as people, merely wads of flesh to test his creatures upon. She was being eaten alive. The bacteria were spreading through her intestines, consuming all they encountered, and dividing as they were fed upon this most delightful of repasts.

The bacterial colony has now grown large, grown stronge enough that the immune system, alerted to the threat, can do no more than slow the invasion down. Not even aided by the antibiotic drugs inserted in the meal can it combat the thing now within the body as it slowly dissolves the intestines. Moving upward, growing always in size and strength, the bacteria continue their work.

"She's vomiting again," reported a technician, watching the monitor as Number One began to retch into the toilet in her room. The Tech swallowed, and her eyes darted down nervously toward the floor. "Be calm, child, and of clear conscience," said Ramirez consolingly. "We are taking away life, yes, but giving it also."

To:DontPissUsOff
From:Ottoman Goverment
We would like a have this virus when the test is compete.
yours
Head of Ottoman Intelligence- Khan Noonien Singh

Ramirez watched the myriad small readouts from the biofeedback sensors connected to the subject. She was showing clear signs of the enormous damage that this creature could do; her blood pressure was down, her heart rate up, and she could no longer digest anything. Occasionally as she wheezed she lurched upward and spewed blood from her mouth. He breathing, too, was becoming more laboured as the ever-growing horde slowly broke down her body. They had already devoured her digestive system. He could see that from the fact that she could not eat, that blood was speawing from her in amounts that he had never seen before, not even during that horrific war, where Phosgene had claimed three of his friends' lives...but that was past. He watched as the woman lay on the bed, her weakened, assaulted body fighting a hopeless battle.

The hordes of cells, constantly eviscerating all in their path, are making their way through her organs. They engulf those that stand in their way, break them down to be used in the remorseless growth of more eliminating cells, and always advance upwards, chewing away towards her heart, destroying the pancreas and the liver now, cell by cell.

Ramirez had just finished drafting the report into the progress of the organism through Subject One. She had finally died at Insertion+15:16:22, which was an average performance, he thought. He read through the report to make sure it was "just so."

Test Run #54, PV-212/03/04, post-experiment report.


An overview of PV-212

PV-212/03/04 (Prokaryote, Viable, Type 2, Run 12, March 2004) was an organism created during work under the "Aquinas" programme. PV-212 was intended to combine the best characteristics of several known bacteria that infect, often fatally, the human body. PV-212 has been engineered and refined through breeding to be resilient, adaptable, resistant and extremely deadly.

He leafed through the report and then placed in his out tray.

"So...let's see how Ramirez' new baby's doing," muttered the Director of the Port Webb Biological Research Institute. He picked up the sheaf of papers, bound by a pair of treasury tags, and began reading.

Test Run #54, PV-212/03/04, post-experiment report.


An overview of PV-212

PV-212/03/04 (Prokaryote, Viable, Type 2, Run 12, March 2004) was an organism created during work under the "Aquinas" programme. PV-212 was intended to combine the best characteristics of several known bacteria that infect, often fatally, the human body. PV-212 has been engineered and refined through breeding to be resilient, adaptable, resistant and extremely deadly.

PV-212 combines the genes for resistance to all antibiotic substances available to the institute into its' genetic structure, via replica plating and gene splicing, wherever possible. The end result is that PV-212 is resistant to one extent or another to any antibiotic agent like to be used against it. Against semibiotic antibiotic products, PV-212 has a limited defence, provided by its' delivery system.


Delivery and its' effects upon weapon performance

PV-212 should ideally be delivered by the lipo-cell insertion method (see "Bioweapon insertion systems", ref. 256237), used to infect water or food supply. However, PV-212 can also be delivered by being released into the air over an area or into the general area of a target. Because of the need to prevent the PV-212 cells from attempting to destroy their coat, it is necessary to keep them at a relatively low temperature (approximately -10 degrees centigrade) prior to launching. During launch and ingestion, the PV-212 cell will be able to absorb the subject's heat and heat from the surroundings and become active. The lipo-cellular method affords the organism extended protection from antigens and chemicals, and gives a much greater probability of successful infection of the target organism/s in the area.

If PV-212 is deployed by methods other than lipo-cellular insertion, the organism's lifespan and probability of success is considerably reduced. However, this is often largely immaterial; in operations, an oil-drum full of PV-212 emptied into a river from which much drinking water was drawn, even without the benefit of the lipo-cellular insertion method, would be almost guaranteed even with the sophisticated water-treatment avialable in most affluent nations to infect at least 2% of the population using that water. Given that within 5 hours of initial infection by a single cell of PV-212, the host organism could have approximately 262,144 hostile cells active within it, plus the predicted rate of spread in such an area, it would theoretically be possible to scour an area the size of Wales within approximately 5 days, if the area had approximately the same population density as that country.


Effects

PV-212 is designed to conduct necrotising fasciitis, albeit very rapidly. The organism simply destroys all tissues it encounters in the host organism, and when there are no cells to destroy, it dies off. Some cells will go dormant and eventually be vectored by other organisms, and some will be vectored almost immediately away from the carcass of the victim, but approximately 90% of the PV-212 cells will die off within 12 hours of losing nutritional intake from cells.

PV-212 is however easily vectored by many organisms, thanks to its' unique structure and engineering. The organism can be tailored, with sufficient patience, work and fortune, to target individual species, possibly even individual subspecies, although this is not proven. Currently species-based targeting can be ensured by various means outlined in "Bioweapons and integral targeting for them," reference 467665.


Possible uses

PV-212 is an ideal strategic weapon. It's bacterial nature allows it a very high degree of adaptability to counter new threats, and the ability of bacteria to transfer advantageous genes from one cell to another and replicate these new genes once they are combined into the existing chromosomes allow PV-212 an extremely high chance of survival in even the harshest environments.


Hazards

PV-212 is designed to be unstoppable. A simultaneous release of two oil drums of PV-212 in the Seine, the Rhein, the Vistula and the Moskva rivers would wipe out much of Europe within 40 days; it would infect at least 1 billion people and leave more than 240 million dead. Those who were infected would carry the disease with them, vectoring it further afield. Furthermore, random mutations in cells and the previously mentioned gene transfer ability of the pathogen would allow such even more resistant mutant strains to spread even further, and propagate even more than the original; there is also a high probability that mutations would appear very rapidly that are capable of infecting other species, allowing PV-212 to survive within them and propagate from them. In short, PV-212 is essentially a doom weapon. Its' only weakness is that if will not survive long outside a host organism; however, this is not enough to allow any more than a minute measure of safety for anyone on the planet should PV-212 be deployed, and thus its' military utility is possibly questionable.

A. Ramirez.

Written by a machine for a machine. God help us! the Director thought as he mopped his brow. God help us and forgive us what we have made.


Autopsy, Subject 1

Subject One ingested PV-212 in lipo-cellular insertion method at approximately 12:20. Within 30 minutes of entry into the body, PV-212 had already begun to attack the intestinal wall; Subject One complained of mild stomach pains and feeling "unwell." Within 2 hours, S1 was exhibiting symptons consistent with Gastroenteritis, e.g. stomach pains, vomiting, headache etc. By I+3.5, S1 was beginning to regurgitate undigested remains of food and some blood, and was complaining of "splitting" headaches.

At I+3.7, S1 was given a second meal, comprising a small amount of beef, some bread and some beef gravy. Within 8 minutes of ingesting this, S1 began to vomit violently, regirgitating blood and undigested food remains. The destruction of the alimentary canal was at this point irreparable and irreversible.

At I+4.2, S1 began to exhibit serious breathing difficulty. S1 was at this point almost continually coughing and regurgitating blood.

By I+5, S1 was struggling to breathe, delirious and barely conscious. Bleeding was now in some cases occurring externally and was found upon post-mortem inspection to be mathced by severe internal bleeding also. Post-mortem also showed that PV-212 had consumed almost the entire alimentary canal and had begun to attack the respiratory tract of S1. Death was cased by a combination of blood loss and catastrophic multiple organ failures.

Two men stood in the clinically-white, shiny corridor of the hospital. A nurse walked past briskly, but mainly there was no traffic through this little-used area.

"Your appointment to the Committee should be complete within 4 days. I've already discussed the matter with the Member."
"I take it he was agreeable?"
"Oh yes, yes he was. When I mentioned that he would be on the special list for the vaccination programme, he was willing enough."
"If this gets out, the consequences will be terrible. Riots, violence, death en masse. Keeping it contained, indeed keeping even something simple like the violence contained, will be difficult."
"Why bother with that? Let it proceed forth from this nation, across the borders and the oceans, let it live and rampage in streets and houses, hospitals and schools. Eventually, they'll be begging us to save them."
"I'm not so sure. We've had reports of potential opposition, armed opposition at that. They could well be problematic for us."
"A load of deluded young men, who think they can stop life itself. But life has superseded them, made them obsolete. WE are the next generation, the creators who make life anew."
"What about foreign support?"
"What foreign support? This thing is years ahead of them. And their lack of resources has allowed us to advance while they have been standing stock still. I must admit, however, that I am interested in developing a further improved unit."
"The second system should, all things considered, be active within 7 months. We're working on it now. My people are keeping us updated on the progress of it. If necessary, the primary can be sold off to...interested parties."
"We've had to see much, you and I, but soon, it will be the new age, the age of freedom and of safety. We shall take this world by the throat and we shall throttle it alive."

The two men walked away from one another, as if they had not met.

OOC: . Rather this is just a post to see how well I can do character and atmosphere writing, and to RP the first trial of something. Here goes!

I'd say you passed with flying colours. Although keep italics and things like that consistent, as in don't have one post were speech is italiced and one were it isn't. I used to do that. Its horrible.

OOC: Nonono, the italicised bit was where I described what the organism was doing.

To:DontPissUsOff
From:Ottoman Goverment
We would like a have this virus when the test is compete.
yours
Head of Ottoman Intelligence- Khan Noonien Singh


To: Ottoman Government
From: DPUO MoD

You are on the priority list for receipt of PV-212.
Use it well if you use it at all.

To our Allies and friends;

We have recently completed work on the new bioweapon PV-212. PV-212 is designed to offer a high degree of operational and strategic lethality.
It is highly resilient, adaptable, resistant to antigens, and above all else deadly.
PV-212 will be available to our allies if they request it.
Use this agent as you wish; however, we advise strongly that it not be used except in a national emergency.

Our Nation would like to aquire some of this weapon. We would only use it in a national emergency.

Voderlund Bio Defense Lab

To: Voderlund Bio Defence Labs
From: MoD

This has been approved. The shipment of PV-212 will arrive at our basing facility on the Somali coast.
Movement of this organism is to be handled most carefully.
An escape might be disastrous.

Jonothana is interested in this.[TAG]I'm tired.

Aso we offer our services in a regulation role of the use of this virus.

Transport will be arranged as follows, a Armored Cavalry Regiment will be foreword resonance, 2 Air Superiority Wings, and an Air Expeditionary Force will provide air cover, A specialized Armored Infantry Regiment will transport the virus, and 3 Armored Infantry Regiments will provide flank and rearguard security.

Voderlund Bio Defense Lab

"Ah...Ramirez. Come in, sit down." The Director looked pale and strained. Ramirez lowered his spare frame onto the creaking metal chair. "Now...PV-212. I've read your report, and it's...well, it's worrying."
"How so?" asked Ramirez.
"Well, PV-212 could be very dangerous if it ever escaped."
"Mr. Director, PV-212 is designed to be the most dangerous organism ever built by man. It's not quite that, but it comes close." Ramirez smiled thinly as he recalled the months of work that had gone into the creation of the bacterium.
"I am aware of that, believe me." The Director's voice hardened.
"This gives us a destructive capability second to none. Forget nuclear weapons, Mr. Director; this is infinitely more dangerous than any chemical or any nuclear device. It gives us an unparalelled ability to eliminate the enemy. It-" The Director waved a hand to cut him off.
"It gives us the ability to wipe out the planet, Ramirez, and that is dangerous. It's destabilising."
"So? What does that matter? If a global mass-destruction war began it would matter not a damn who began it."
"You don't think there's anything wrong in the fact we have developed a weapons that can eliminate almost all life on earth? Don't you feel there's anything wrong in that?" The Director flushed.
"I don't think," snarled Ramirez, "in terms of right or wrong, good or evil. They are abstract, subjective, variable notions." He waved a hand dismissively. "I believe in efficiency, effectiveness, in gaining the advantage by any means possible. PV-212 was created for that purpose, by your order, Mr. Director." The Director shifted uncomfortably.
"I know that. But what I'm saying is this, Ramirez: if PV-212 gets out, if ever it escapes, can it be stopped?" Ramirez looked levelly at the Director, then to the wall, stroking his chin.
"In theory," he said finally, "you could stop it. However, with the existing treatment for these organisms, 40% of the patients treated will die and 90% will be left with debilitating post-operational problems for life." The Director leaned back in his chair. "Furthermore," continued Ramirez, the method used - drastic extrusive surgery - is only effective if the disease is caught within the first five hours of its' life-cycle. After that, the subject is almost inevitably too consumed for survival to be possible."
Mother of God, you're insane! The Director mopped his brow.
"So basically it's unstoppable."
Ramirez considered this. Then he flashed a grin, and replied, with pride in his voice, "Yes." He scratched his head and smiled. "We are Gods, Mr. Director. We can give life; we can take it away. We could hold the world in our hands with this."

Little did he know that, 150 miles away, two men were planning on how to do just that.