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Post by Echidna on May 29, 2018 2:11:44 GMT
Timeline: After Super Soldier Showdown
Previous Threads: Hunting Deadpool, Fancy Meeting You Here, Super Soldier Showdown
Characters Involved: Dr. Rhea Adler; Wade Wilson/Deadpool ; Logan Howlett/Wolverine ; Peter Parker/Spider-Man ; Steve Rogers/Captain America (Ask to Join/Invite)
Location: Echo Labs
A stark white laboratory, meticulously clean and organized. Respirators gasping and forcing air in rhythm with the steady pinging of machines working at peak efficiency. Medical tools and sharp blades laid out on a rolling cart just so, with no piece out of its proper alignment or even the slight bit askew.
Just as she liked it.
Doctor Adler entered her private workspace, her temple, her sanctuary, studying a tablet before tapping a few buttons on the screen and setting it down, her lips curled ever so slightly into a rare smirk. The pieces missing from the neo-human puzzle, the secret to the design and manufacture of powered soldiers, and most importantly, the foundation needed to determine a cure to eradicate this wide spread infection had finally been placed directly into her hands. The proper tools to finish over twenty years of study and research were now at her disposal. They seemed so obvious now that she had them in her grasp, and at the same time, it seemed almost otherworldly the methods she had been provided.
A small, amused harrumph passed through Rhea's lips at the thought. “Otherworldly” was certainly the correct term in this case. These extradimensional vagrants, as the news media outlets had deemed appropriate to dub them, had been more of an asset in the fight against the neo-human virus than she had ever dared to consider. If she were fool enough to believe in such a vague concept such as fate, it would almost seem as if the recent mass migration of vagrants were premeditated to arrive at the exact time she would require this crucial information for her final experimentation.
Her fingers pressed gently against a large glass tube embedded into the wall, pipes, tubes, and wires all bursting in differing colors and widths from various ports. Inside, a wriggling mass of black and brown sludge swirled about erratically, bashing itself against the walls of its prison, stretching and reforming into obscure shapes and patterns. Several times, it twisted itself into some sort of humanoid shape, where its mouth might be ripping open wide into a scream, but the gelatinous, rubber-like collection of cells and tissue could only hold that form for a scant few seconds before returning to the bubbling mass it was before.
Project Specimen Detail N30-0331171438-OC
Codename: Chimera
Status: Neo-Human - Native
Sex: Female
Anomaly: Dual layer of natural armor that fits as a second “living” skin. Enhances muscular and skeletal system on a molecular scale, increasing physical strength, stamina, and overall density. Armor seems to move and act of its own volition due to subject's relative youth and inexperience with its own body and abilities.
The foundation of Project Echidna, the very first lab-created neo-human, and the basis of all of her research on neo-humans – having Dr. Power's original experiment back “home” and under proper care of those who wouldn't fall for its wiles was an advantage Adler never expected to have in her grasp, and proved invaluable to reconfirming and solidifying the lines of data required to recreate and duplicate her former mentor's original experiment. How appropriate that such a chaotic entity, this inhuman creation that would attempt to incite a “revolution” in the name of those it thought was like it, would refer to itself as Calamity. No longer. Chimera was now simply a series of math equations leading to the rise of super-powered super soldiers, far beyond the ones created in Project Atlas. And thanks to the strides made in the previous Project Talos, those soldiers would be kept in better submission while out on the field.
“To think...you wanted so badly to be viewed as human,” Rhea mused, watching the swooping mass of slick jelly gloop and shift about like oil and wax inside a lava lamp. “And in the end, humans still wanted to watch as you suffered, Chimera. Still would look upon you and hide away from your grotesque form. The world out there has turned to filth, you see, growing more infested with mutated fleas every day. You wanted to change the world, right? Here, where you belong, where it's safe, is where you'll succeed in that endeavor.” She stepped away from the glass prison, adjusting her glasses and carefully approaching a steel tub in the center of the lab, filled with a thick, azure liquid that was pudding-like in texture and density. “You don't want to be out in that world, Chimera. And we've taken measures to make sure you don't escape like the last one.”
Project Specimen Detail N30-0505171410-MV
Codename: Selkie
Status: Neo-Human - Vagrant
Sex: Intersex?
Anomaly: Transformative abilities with the capacity to duplicate and copy the cellular structure and cranial wavelengths of another subject within a tactile range. Subject can rearrange their size and shape to any living gender or species with ease, but physical return to the base form is a much slower process.
Several panels glowed on the sides of the tubs, heavy piping burbling into the concoction from all sides. Dr. Adler frowned, as she checked and double-checked the solution's chemical levels, making sure the small sample of the now missing vagrant, codenamed Selkie when they brought it in, was still potent in the serum. If anyone had information on how this important piece of Project Echidna had managed to escape the lab without so much as a trace, they weren't coming forward, but as far as security could determine, it was as if it had simply vanished into thin air, and never occupied that cell from the start. Search teams that scouted the surrounding areas came up empty-handed, but one would have to suppose pinpointing a shapeshifter would be no small task.
Rhea considered this excuse unacceptable. Selkie's ability to wholly change their form and recreate already existent powers within its vicinity had proven an important link in the assimilation process, its connective DNA successfully combining various pieces and essences of neo-human abilities collected across the years and allowing them to fuse with a living subject.
Sadly, that subject often wouldn't be living for very long after exposure to the serum. That's where the most crucial piece of the puzzle would come into play.
Project Specimen Detail N30-0110170745-MV
Codename: Lazarus
Status: Neo-Human - Vagrant
Sex: Male
Anomaly: Accelerated regenerative properties that repairs and restores muscular and skeletal damage to the body at an unprecedented speed of recovery. Subject is infected with an extradimensional, yet stabilized strain of cancer that boosts the effectiveness of its healing capabilities.
Hooked up to the opposite wall from where Chimera was contained was a monstrous system of tubes, bolts and wiring, spreading from the floor to the ceiling like a spider web, various lights and buttons flashing in rhythm with various vital signs visible on the adjacent computer screens. Suspended in the center of this device made of glass, metal, and neon-glowing plastics was the scarred and shaking form of Project Lazarus, bolted tightly to it by its wrists, ankles, and throat. Its chest was pinned open with steel bolts like a high school cadaver, revealing its heart and lungs working double-time behind its ribcage. Several syringes attached to liquid-filled tubes latched into its spine between each vertebrae, shoving a series of internal wiring through the vagrant's musculature, springing back to the external to wrap about and inject back into the heart, lungs, and liver. Every wire and tube connected back to the steel tub of blue serum, burbling a silvery slime into the concoction with every heartbeat and sharp gasp for air.
With Lazarus's regenerative abilities and seeming immortality at her disposal, Project Echidna had its first successful series of animal trials, and could now move on to human test subjects. Soon the government suits would be off her back, and she'd be able to focus on how to reverse engineer the process, eradicating the gene that leads to the birth of these 'natural' neos.
After all, when one wants to break a link, one must first understand how that link is designed.
Rhea inspected a few tubes stabbing into Lazarus's heart, noting blood spurting messily over its innards, and slipped on a pair of nitrile gloves to reinsert them properly. She narrowed her eyes as she carefully threaded the thin wire through beating muscle with a suturing needle, unfazed by the splash of hot blood nor the screaming and swearing of the creature she was working on. “Keep wriggling about like that, and it only becomes inordinately more uncomfortable,” she murmured flatly, pulling the wire taut and puncturing it back into the center of the aortic valve.
Previous Threads: Hunting Deadpool, Fancy Meeting You Here, Super Soldier Showdown
Characters Involved: Dr. Rhea Adler; Wade Wilson/Deadpool ; Logan Howlett/Wolverine ; Peter Parker/Spider-Man ; Steve Rogers/Captain America (Ask to Join/Invite)
Location: Echo Labs
A stark white laboratory, meticulously clean and organized. Respirators gasping and forcing air in rhythm with the steady pinging of machines working at peak efficiency. Medical tools and sharp blades laid out on a rolling cart just so, with no piece out of its proper alignment or even the slight bit askew.
Just as she liked it.
Doctor Adler entered her private workspace, her temple, her sanctuary, studying a tablet before tapping a few buttons on the screen and setting it down, her lips curled ever so slightly into a rare smirk. The pieces missing from the neo-human puzzle, the secret to the design and manufacture of powered soldiers, and most importantly, the foundation needed to determine a cure to eradicate this wide spread infection had finally been placed directly into her hands. The proper tools to finish over twenty years of study and research were now at her disposal. They seemed so obvious now that she had them in her grasp, and at the same time, it seemed almost otherworldly the methods she had been provided.
A small, amused harrumph passed through Rhea's lips at the thought. “Otherworldly” was certainly the correct term in this case. These extradimensional vagrants, as the news media outlets had deemed appropriate to dub them, had been more of an asset in the fight against the neo-human virus than she had ever dared to consider. If she were fool enough to believe in such a vague concept such as fate, it would almost seem as if the recent mass migration of vagrants were premeditated to arrive at the exact time she would require this crucial information for her final experimentation.
Her fingers pressed gently against a large glass tube embedded into the wall, pipes, tubes, and wires all bursting in differing colors and widths from various ports. Inside, a wriggling mass of black and brown sludge swirled about erratically, bashing itself against the walls of its prison, stretching and reforming into obscure shapes and patterns. Several times, it twisted itself into some sort of humanoid shape, where its mouth might be ripping open wide into a scream, but the gelatinous, rubber-like collection of cells and tissue could only hold that form for a scant few seconds before returning to the bubbling mass it was before.
Project Specimen Detail N30-0331171438-OC
Codename: Chimera
Status: Neo-Human - Native
Sex: Female
Anomaly: Dual layer of natural armor that fits as a second “living” skin. Enhances muscular and skeletal system on a molecular scale, increasing physical strength, stamina, and overall density. Armor seems to move and act of its own volition due to subject's relative youth and inexperience with its own body and abilities.
The foundation of Project Echidna, the very first lab-created neo-human, and the basis of all of her research on neo-humans – having Dr. Power's original experiment back “home” and under proper care of those who wouldn't fall for its wiles was an advantage Adler never expected to have in her grasp, and proved invaluable to reconfirming and solidifying the lines of data required to recreate and duplicate her former mentor's original experiment. How appropriate that such a chaotic entity, this inhuman creation that would attempt to incite a “revolution” in the name of those it thought was like it, would refer to itself as Calamity. No longer. Chimera was now simply a series of math equations leading to the rise of super-powered super soldiers, far beyond the ones created in Project Atlas. And thanks to the strides made in the previous Project Talos, those soldiers would be kept in better submission while out on the field.
“To think...you wanted so badly to be viewed as human,” Rhea mused, watching the swooping mass of slick jelly gloop and shift about like oil and wax inside a lava lamp. “And in the end, humans still wanted to watch as you suffered, Chimera. Still would look upon you and hide away from your grotesque form. The world out there has turned to filth, you see, growing more infested with mutated fleas every day. You wanted to change the world, right? Here, where you belong, where it's safe, is where you'll succeed in that endeavor.” She stepped away from the glass prison, adjusting her glasses and carefully approaching a steel tub in the center of the lab, filled with a thick, azure liquid that was pudding-like in texture and density. “You don't want to be out in that world, Chimera. And we've taken measures to make sure you don't escape like the last one.”
Project Specimen Detail N30-0505171410-MV
Codename: Selkie
Status: Neo-Human - Vagrant
Sex: Intersex?
Anomaly: Transformative abilities with the capacity to duplicate and copy the cellular structure and cranial wavelengths of another subject within a tactile range. Subject can rearrange their size and shape to any living gender or species with ease, but physical return to the base form is a much slower process.
Several panels glowed on the sides of the tubs, heavy piping burbling into the concoction from all sides. Dr. Adler frowned, as she checked and double-checked the solution's chemical levels, making sure the small sample of the now missing vagrant, codenamed Selkie when they brought it in, was still potent in the serum. If anyone had information on how this important piece of Project Echidna had managed to escape the lab without so much as a trace, they weren't coming forward, but as far as security could determine, it was as if it had simply vanished into thin air, and never occupied that cell from the start. Search teams that scouted the surrounding areas came up empty-handed, but one would have to suppose pinpointing a shapeshifter would be no small task.
Rhea considered this excuse unacceptable. Selkie's ability to wholly change their form and recreate already existent powers within its vicinity had proven an important link in the assimilation process, its connective DNA successfully combining various pieces and essences of neo-human abilities collected across the years and allowing them to fuse with a living subject.
Sadly, that subject often wouldn't be living for very long after exposure to the serum. That's where the most crucial piece of the puzzle would come into play.
Project Specimen Detail N30-0110170745-MV
Codename: Lazarus
Status: Neo-Human - Vagrant
Sex: Male
Anomaly: Accelerated regenerative properties that repairs and restores muscular and skeletal damage to the body at an unprecedented speed of recovery. Subject is infected with an extradimensional, yet stabilized strain of cancer that boosts the effectiveness of its healing capabilities.
Hooked up to the opposite wall from where Chimera was contained was a monstrous system of tubes, bolts and wiring, spreading from the floor to the ceiling like a spider web, various lights and buttons flashing in rhythm with various vital signs visible on the adjacent computer screens. Suspended in the center of this device made of glass, metal, and neon-glowing plastics was the scarred and shaking form of Project Lazarus, bolted tightly to it by its wrists, ankles, and throat. Its chest was pinned open with steel bolts like a high school cadaver, revealing its heart and lungs working double-time behind its ribcage. Several syringes attached to liquid-filled tubes latched into its spine between each vertebrae, shoving a series of internal wiring through the vagrant's musculature, springing back to the external to wrap about and inject back into the heart, lungs, and liver. Every wire and tube connected back to the steel tub of blue serum, burbling a silvery slime into the concoction with every heartbeat and sharp gasp for air.
With Lazarus's regenerative abilities and seeming immortality at her disposal, Project Echidna had its first successful series of animal trials, and could now move on to human test subjects. Soon the government suits would be off her back, and she'd be able to focus on how to reverse engineer the process, eradicating the gene that leads to the birth of these 'natural' neos.
After all, when one wants to break a link, one must first understand how that link is designed.
Rhea inspected a few tubes stabbing into Lazarus's heart, noting blood spurting messily over its innards, and slipped on a pair of nitrile gloves to reinsert them properly. She narrowed her eyes as she carefully threaded the thin wire through beating muscle with a suturing needle, unfazed by the splash of hot blood nor the screaming and swearing of the creature she was working on. “Keep wriggling about like that, and it only becomes inordinately more uncomfortable,” she murmured flatly, pulling the wire taut and puncturing it back into the center of the aortic valve.
