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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 6:28 pm
((I kinda had the genetics thing down... but that's okay. All I ask is that you stick to what your classification is; that means, no wandering away from what you advance in. I am good in all branches of genetics, Neko creates chemicals that range from high-potency acids to explosives, Reiko has an expert-level recon team, and Masamune (Who hasn't logged on in friggin' forever...) is an airforce general who has also played the game this is based off of... kinda. Like I said, keep to your proficiency and no one will have a problem.))
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 2:48 pm
((Ya im more tech to make strong infanty than anything, evrythink else is just on the side)) It wa another cold day, "no suprise" thought tropious as he looked out the only window in the entier lab. After a cup of coffie he decided to go the Psy cours and see if any more difective brains had to be mopped off the walls. When he arived he sighed and thought "no suprise", as he staired at a cherry red splet on the wall, But it was better than 10. He walked over to one of the managerial scientists, leant so his face was next to her ear and wispered "there was a falure on track four", the women droped her clipboard in suprise and let out a yelp, after picking up her clipboard and terning arround she said in releaf and anoiyance "oh, sir its you" Tropious responded "so it is" "dont scare me like that" "Ques qua se ca sa? Last I checked it was tropious Giwa, not Mari Quluse, who gave orders around here."Said tropious playfuly "and last i checked it was Dr.Quluse to you" said Mari ,giving tropious a flick on the nose, "and if you'll excuse me I have have some brains to clean up and analise" Tropious had a frendly and healthy relationship with all of his 67 scientists, which is why work got done so quickly in his lab.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 2:54 pm
((You have to start off in your own country first, sorry. That means Antartica... I'm in Russia, as are Neko and Reiko. You'de have to make your way over here first, or start attacking one of the GLA bases.))
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 2:09 pm
((I'm really sorry about this, but... well, you aren't being exactly literate.))
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 11:48 pm
((Have to agree with Lord Drago...))
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 10:58 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 4:47 pm
((Yes yes))
Neko stared out the window on the way back. From the cold of Russia back to the hot middle east was a great difference in temprature but she didn't notice. She was plotting and planning. The GLA were going down but how to do it in a efficient but painful manner?
Gen...please don't do anything stupid with that substance. It's unstable. She thought...sitting up. Her own chemicals were begging to be used.
"In three days we begin out attack upon the GLA...Be ready by dawn of the fourth day."
And maybe...we'll take over the world eh?
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:48 pm
((do you refer to my spelling?))
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 9:36 pm
((I know you're trying, and I'm trying to say this in a way that wouldn't make me look like an a**, but to put it frankly, yes.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 6:41 pm
((Let's fire this back up!)))
Two days had passed. General Neko almost had her entire plan mapped out. A great sheet of paper was spread before her with various markings and lines. A smile was stretched from ear to ear.
Perfect! She though as she added one last thing. She went over to the intercom and pressed the call button.
"Get me all of my generals. Now!" She ordered her secretary.
"Yes ma'm." The secretary said, her voice stable and cool. She had been at this job too long to care anymore.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 2:40 pm
Dr. Gen pulled his chair forwards and began to pull up files of the vile's atomic structure. It was similar to the structure of both uranium and americium, but lacked several key elements. For instance, to every one compound, there was only two hydrogen atoms. It was mostly different carbon and oxygen molecules bonded in strategic places. Then there was some unknown stem that ran into a network of undiscovered atomic structures.
It took Gen an hour for him to register them as nanoscopic organic cells that continuously replicated the atomic compounds in each atom. "Simply amazing..." He whispered. Never before had he been able to do such a thing. But then again, it wasn't his jurursdiction. Neko had a Ph.D in biochemistry, atomic structures, and tiny organisms, which he only majored in biochemistry, genetics, and over a hundred different foreign languages and dialects. She had a lot more going for her on this scale.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 6:35 pm
After the short deliberation with her generals, Neko began to become curious. There were other super commanders in other countries. Dr. Gen being one in her opinion but that was because he had earned her respect. His mad genious! She went to the computer and began search some files on her system. She kept an eye on other countries as a matter of precaution. SHe was not a techy and therefore knew very little about them but she knew a few things.
With her greatest war coming up, might as well have a little time to relax. She searched up Dr. Gen first.
"A russian scientist as far as my sources know but that is not his hometown...hmmm... Majored in genetics and languages along with...hmm! Biochemestry. Interesting." She mused, reading the short paragraph. "A mad genious and a little unstable but aren't we all. Velaciraptors are one thing but not only that, super soldiers..." She frowned at this. She had always been weak in such areas of the scientific field. Biochemistry was nothing like genetics. And, though only a major, he had already created animals unheard of in over who knows how long.
She was certainly glad she was on good relations with him otherwise that chemical she left him might have him creating monsters against her.
And that would result in her downfall...
"I need to stop making myself feel bad."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 7:20 pm
"I have it!" He shouted abruptly. One of the door guards peered through the door as he pressed the key. "Sir? Are you... okay?" He asked in a heavy Russian accent. "Yes, fine. I've found what to do with that serum Neko gave me... highly advanced, highly unstable, and perfect for a global terraformation..." He said. The soldier, he knew, had no interest in genetics, so he hushed and waved him away.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:28 pm
Day three.
"My my...how quick my army is! I might just do it today..." She chuckled coldly. The array of things already splayed out before her made her very pleased. An atom bomb, several hundred canisters of flesh eating gas. Poisonous gas. Nuclear and hydrogen items of various sorts. It was her dream come true.
"I'm not crazy..." She remarked to a passing soldier.
"Ma'm?"
"I'm not crazy...I'm just a little power hungry."
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 10:45 am
Dr. Gen pulled up several files and put in the codes for his failed genetic projects. "Project KOMODO was a failure, because the liquid my komodos used wasn't as tough as I had planned... now I can use a gas that becomes a liquid, like an aerosol. It's strong enough to melt through flesh with ease, but I could probably place nine molecules of sulfuric acid inside every atom, and alter the biological lifeform's DNA so that it has a superior reproductive gland." He said, growing excited. He stuck a suringe into the vial and extracted about a quarter of it. Dr. Gen placed it into another port in the computer and drained it into a pool of genetic materials. "And this is how its done." Stephen whispered.
After the contents were separated, Gen pulled up each sample into a machine at the far corner of the room. An egg lay there, suspended in animation, that of a komodo dragon. But Stephen had altered this egg; whatever hatched would readily be as big as a sixteen-wheeler with cargo. He had created a gigantic monstrosity that would not only aid him on the battlefield, now it would help him terraform the mountainous Chechnya and drive out the Islamic people there.
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