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The Aftermath of the Meatball Express; Culver and Watersview, New Canaan
Topic Started: Mar 9 2012, 11:52 PM (8,759 Views)
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Admin note: If you would like to know more about the events mentioned here, go to the Reader's Archive under The Meatball Express.

Four hours After the Destruction of the Second Reaver Ship - In a Ship in Orbit Around New Canaan

"The second Reaver Ship was destroyed before it even broke atmo. Evidence of their existence has been neutralized,"
one man with an Alliance Military uniform stated as they looked down on the planet. "As was the evidence from the events leading up to this experiment."

The man, known simply as Caesar showed the group several captures of the ships involved in the beginning of the experiment.

"Of course, in the early stages, not much needed to be done."

The looks from the other members of the group prodded him to explain.

"We were slightly unprepared for the task in the beginning. In the attempt to capture two Reaver ships, we ventured into their airspace. We had no clue that any attempt to capture a ship would invite retaliation from the entire group of ships gathered there. The ship was set upon like sharks in a feeding frenzy. The vessel went down fast. That and all hands were lost. There were 250 soldiers on board.

"The second ship we sent stayed on the border of their space and waited for a single vessel to emerge. It was neutralized by an EMP weapon and docked with ours. We flooded their ship with strong tranquilizers to render them safe for removal. The gas had little or no affect on them. Once the docking doors were opened, the... creatures poured into the ship, killing everyone. We destroyed the cruiser in order to minimize the cannibalism of the ship itself and to give mercy to any soldiers trapped within. There were 400 soldiers on board.

"Our third endeavor was taken with extreme caution. When securing them, we did so in en empty cargo bay and left the doors to the cargo bay open enough that any aggression on the part of the Reavers was neutralized by the vaccuum in space. A couple of them tried to emerge, but they had their blood boil instead.

"That's when we passed them to Hippocrate's group."


He turned to Hippocrates.

"If we are going to try this again, I need to start preparing a suitable team. Are any of the genetically enhanced soldiers available yet?"
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"If we are going to try this again, I need to start preparing a more suitable team. Are any of the genetically enhanced soldiers available yet?"

Hippocrates fought the urge to roll his eyes. Caesar was pushing him to implement the products of the genetic research that his group had been carrying on for decades. Caesar saw their use as a way to fortify the power he would wield within the 'verse. Hippocrates wasn't sure he wanted Caesar in that position quite yet.

"Not in any large scale," Hippocrates informed them, steering them towards what was currently available as well as a project they were familiar with. One that had some success, but failed as a whole. "We have readied a great number of first generation soldiers, but they aren't capable of anything beyond carrying out basic orders. They are more like foot soldiers. Drones if you will. While that works in many instances, it would not be suitable for an operation such as this. Reavers are unpredictable and a high level of strategic ability is neccessary.

"As reported quite some time ago, the last group we had with any success like that was a couple of years back, but the process used there still had a couple of bugs. Rage management being the main one. That one particular endeavor was ended abruptly when the subjects grew enraged at once, overpowered the staff, killing them all and escaping. As you know, we neutralized all but two of the subjects. They are still at large. Since then, we have moved on to working with small or individual groups in order to make them more manageable. We feel we are on the cusp of something big, but they are no where near the point where we can mass produce."


He could tell that Caesar was a bit annoyed at the pace, but he'd just have to get over it. Science cannot be forced. Whatever successes and failures that had resulted from his work was not really any of the others' concerns. Not yet at least.

After all, he was in charge of the genetic developments. He was also getting impatient with this line of questioning.

"Back to the experiment at hand," Hippocrates redirected them. "In this instance, once Caesar was able to deliver to us viable subjects, we tranquilized them with enough gas to bring down a large herd of elephants. They had amazing capacity for pushing the envelope on the limits of the human body than we actually had to do this several times until we had them all separated and restrained enough that our work could begin."

While Hippocrates was annoyed with the length of time Caesar took to deliver his end of the experiment (and it was quite clear to the others that he was), he was actually quite excited with that discovery. Observing and recording the behavior of the Reavers had proved to be intellectually stimulating for him. He liked that. He liked it a lot.

"We then went about installing cerebral enhancers smiliar to the Neural Enhancement Suites we have used in other ongoing projects. It calmed them to an extent, so they took simple commands like 'go,' 'stop' or 'kill.' The enhancers also lessened their aggression somewhat and that made them receptive to behavior modification."

Hippocrates was bored talking to those who were obviously less intelligent than he, but everyone had their job and he needed to provide a report on his portion. So he continued.

"We instilled a heightened sense of logic in them... or at least heightened to the state they had originally in. Then we put the experiment in place. Another large reaver ship was captured and used as a control group. Once we got here to New Canaan, we set the control group back into space and moved to a safe distance. We waited until it was determined that they had regained consciousness then we sent a small drone shooting pass their ship. As expected, they gave chase, following them to New Culver. The control group's mission was essentially a success. The town was decimated. Nearly every resident was eradicated. It was a bloodbath. But there was a slight... aberration. A small group of people managed to escape and in doing so, hastened the destruction of the control group's ship.

"At the same time, we sent our enhanced subjects to nearby Waterstown and set them loose too. Their job there was to extract a particular woman of our choosing. Herod had an operative on the scene. Perhaps he should continue the analysis."
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As Herod listened to Hippocrates' report, he scowled at the mention of enhanced soldiers. The successes from Hippocrates' efforts were dwarfed by the accomplishments of his Operatives. His Operatives could essentially be called first generation soldiers. First generation soldiers were those who were created from subjects without years of genetic manipulation. They were just regular citizens when they were put into his program. Well, not really regular, they were quite exceptional in their natural inclinations.

Plus his Operatives were not created through medicine. They did not have enhancement implants. They were instead developed and moulded through calculated physical honing and psychological modification. He has enjoyed a 100% success rate.

Why they weren't pursuing avenues such as his method was a mystery to him.

And Hippocrates lambasted Caesar for his delay in getting him viable Reavers to experiment on, Herod's lips curved into a slightly amused smile. Hippocrates had called Caesar on the carpet for his delay. And he was correct. Caesar should have been more prepared.

As the enhancement techniques were described, Herod also wanted to remark that the methods they used seemed to take their own sweet time too. Perhaps too long. He was also disappointed in the logic capabilities the Reavers gained was the real reason for the experiment's failure. The Reavers got to thinking too much. Then Hippocrates handed the reporting off to him.

Finally, he would get to speak.

"I sent in an Operative, who quickly eliminated the mayor of Waterstown and assumed that man's position of power within the town. He was able to subjugate the entire town quickly and reassured them that if they cooperated, there would be minimal casualties."

He was quite proud of that. That was an obvious show of his Operatives cognitive skills. No mere drone would have been able to accomplish that.

"The citizens were wary, but they stayed in line, some of them even becoming willing agents for their new leadership, hoping to spare themselves and their families from whatever might lie ahead."

Yes, he was quite smug indeed.

"A woman was picked at random. One that stayed close to home. A veritable mouse that scurried about unnoticed by the rest of the town. Someone that wouldn't be an obvious target, but one that the enhanced Reavers would have to search out.

"Once the identity of this woman was chosen, it was communicated to Hippocrates' group and the Reavers were loosed into the town. With surprising accuracy, they found the woman and drug her away to their ship. While there, they suppressed their natural inclination to rape, eat and skin their quarry and didn't harm her at all. A real success, for the woman was incapacitated with fear and even though she was given some small chances to escape, she didn't. She feared provoking the Reavers."


Then Herod gave Hippocrates a pointed look.

"And then your abberration arrived."

He continued, quite proud of what his Operative set into place. A sort of side experiment. An extension of the experiment that wasn't part of the original test.

"They landed in their wounded ship and approached my operative, whom they thought was the mayor, looking for supplies for repairs. My operative made the unilateral decision that it would be interesting to see what would happen if a rescue op was initiated and they were forced to defend their position. Such a situation could reasonably happen in a real op. Since this group of people showed great ingenuity, they were the perfect people to attempt this feat.

"But some very bizarre behavior was then observed. Your enhanced Reavers developed some definite hinderances to their intended purpose. Their newly given logic made them more cerebral in their thinking. And with logic comes fear and the need for self-preservation. When things got tough during the rescue op, a few of them actually ran away rather than engage your little abberrations."


He sat back with his arms across his chest looking ever so happy that this experiment failed. It reinforced that his operatives were again superior. They would have never fled. It wasn't in their psychological conditioning to do so. Even of they were afraid, which was conditioned right out of their options for behaviors, they would have stayed and fought, knowing that a better world would result from whatever they did or did not accomplish.

"Pharoah..." Herod began. "The members of Parliament that were apprised of the experiment... what have you reported to them so far? Do they know about the delays in starting the test or of it's failure?"
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Pharaoh watched the proceedings with an air of bored indifference suitable to his namesake back in Egypt of Earth-that-was. He had just as much of a sense of entitlement to his position as the ancient rulers did, as well.

The technical and medical details of the meeting were starting to bore him in truth. But then anything that went on longer than five minutes that wasn't directly relating to him - or his work, which could conceivably be twisted to be about him - got boring after five minutes. Ten if it was something particularly out of the ordinary. That didn't mean he didn't pay attention, though. One never knew what tidbits could be picked up by paying attention - especially when it seemed as if you weren't paying attention. When he was called upon to speak, he was ready.

"They have been fully apprised of the situation and they are not happy about the delays, and less so about the failure. The members of Parliament want to see results. Successful and timely results for the amount of money they're diverting to fund this little project." Pharaoh's arrogance and self-importance was clear in his tone and expression.

Okay, so maybe he wasn't the most technologically, medically, or militaristically knowledgeable man in the room, but he was the most important. At least in his mind. After all Pharaoh was the one who had the ear of Parliament. It was Pharaoh who knew the secrets of certain key members, and had secret arrangements on multiple levels to see that those secrets came out to the public if anything...untimely...happened to him. It was Pharaoh who used those secrets - among other means - to convince key members of Parliament to fund this...one might loosely term it a 'research project'. The word 'experiment' also came to mind.

He paused a moment to let his words sink in before continuing. "If some sort of success - however minor - isn't seen, then I'm not sure how much longer even I can guarantee our current level of funding. And good luck finding funds elsewhere. Let us also not forget that without certain people turning a blind eye to what's going on here, not only will we not be able to continue but lives very well may be lost." There was a trace of genuine regret in his tone and expression at that. Oh, he wasn't worried for his own life. It was just that finding such a group that worked this well together - despite their squabbles and differences - was nigh impossible.
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The meeting was going as well as could be expected, all things considered. Naturally some mistakes and setbacks were to be expected, and had thus been planned for financially. He had laid aside a great deal of money to cover unexpected things that might come up from time to time.

But then Pharaoh had to go and ruin Hades' good mood with his typical arrogant self importance. The way that peacock of a man strutted about you would think he actually was an ancient Egyptian king. There were times Hades had to swallow his anger and just suck it up and deal with Pharaoh, but this was not one such time.

A small smug and malicious smile appeared on Hades' lips. "Pharaoh, you seem to have forgotten who truly provides the money around here. Oh, your... people... do contribute somewhat, but not nearly as much as what I bring to this little venture." The look of suppressed rage in Pharaoh's eyes brought a warm feeling of satisfaction to Hades that nothing else could quite manage.

"And as for said people, well. Money talks. I don't doubt even without you around we would still be fully functional." Hades paused and turned to Hippocrates and Caesar. "Remind me why we keep him around again?" he couldn't resist adding. Okay, so maybe the jab was rather childish but Pharaoh did seem to bring out the worst in Hades. Frakking politicians... the 'Verse would like as not be better off without the lot of them in his opinion. They only mucked things up and gummed up the works.
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Caesar was getting annoyed with the sudden turn from the project to all the posturing and talk about funding. He cleared his throat loudly and then went on.

"When will the genetically enhanced soldiers available?" Caesar asked impatiently again. "What use is it to do all this research if we don't have any kind of timeline in place?"

He looked straight at Hippocrates.

"Why haven't you gotten this done or even had something to show for it?"

He pointed a finger at him.

"How are we supposed to maintain the upper hand against everyone if your projects are behind schedule?"

He was getting angry and it was none too subtle.
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Upon hearing the accusations flung his way, Hippocrates stood up in defiance.

"You have many different programs in place already! If you can't get the upper hand in some of your agendas, then perhaps we ought to look at your strategic skills!"

He took a deep breath and willfully calmed himself before replacing the angered expression on his face to one of eerily cheery happiness. It was unnerving when this happened.

"We already know that the Sleeper Agent Program is very effective. These people don't even know they are pawns in our game!" he reminded Caesar. "These are people that we have conditioned to do our bidding whenever it is needed with minimal hardware installed. We have some nearly everywhere. When covert ops is needed, perhaps you should fall back on some more subtle approaches than just sheer force.

"And you have our prototype for the Second Genesis Human Potential Program, which I made sure that Dysson made available to you. Gwendolyn Andrews is the first step to perfecting the true enhanced leadership model,"
he went on. "How is she doing Caesar? Had Admiral Stark kept you up to date? I heard that he has his own problems with lofty notions and expectations of grandeur. Apparently, it has rubbed off a bit on our model. Did I see that another copy had to be requisitioned because of the current one was killed?"

Caesar backed off at that fact being brought up and took on a more neutral stance. Hippocrates took another deep breath.

"Really gentleman... We all have our... difficulties sometimes, but we have work to do," he reminded them. "We must think of the greater good. We can make the 'verse a better place."

He looked to each and every one of them.

"By all normal standards, this experiment failed miserably," he told them. "But on the other hand, it also shows great promise. We were able to control the Reavers somewhat. We made them want to do our bidding, but in doing so, there were some unforseen characteristics crop up. By my and hopefully our standards, this experiment actually showed great promise."

Now he had a genuine smile on.

"I'd like to delve into it a little deeper. The possibilities that something like this would open... it would boggle the minds of the masses."
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Herod listened to the squabble that they had reduced themselves to and was so frustrated.

He still didn't understand why they had to devote so much time and energy trying to make super soldiers. There were so many other avenues to go. So many ways that would not alarm the public. So many ways that things could be moulded without showing one's hand.

They had his operatives. The Operatives were great for working towards the big picture. He also actually agreed and liked the sleeper agent and the neural enhanced initiatives. Those people were mission based. Some were meant to be disposable and others were meant for reuse. Each had their uses and each use was important in the scheme of things. Each group was also quite covert. if ssomething went wrong, then it could be chucked up to the crazed antics on one person.

"Based on the report from my Operative on the ground, I agree with your assessment, Hippocrates," he agreed. "The things we actually got those Reavers to do. We have seen nothing like it before."

He nodded.

"I believe it deserves another look as well."

Then he looked at Pharoah, wanting his input.
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With no small amount of effort, Pharaoh brought himself back under control... and refrained from making any retaliatory comments to Hades. Self righteous prick. Instead, he let the others intervene and break up the brewing spat. The momentary interruption caused Pharaoh to remember he was better than Hades, so he shouldn't rise to the hundan's bait. He shouldn't lower himself to his compatriot's level. Still, he couldn't help a feeling of smug satisfaction at having gotten the upper hand without saying a word.

Now. Where had he been. Oh, yes. Reaver experiments. "I agree. The Reaver program has a great deal of potential. The key, however, is finding a more reliable and permanent means of controlling them. If we can manage that..." Pharaoh let the rest of his words trail off with a devious smile, not feeling the need to elaborate on them further. They were all aware of the possibilities.
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When the argument was interrupted, Hades had a feeling of smug satisfaction at having gotten the last word in. He had won the argument, and had gotten one up on Pharaoh. Self important hundan Hades thought... along with a few other uncomplimentary things. Then he turned his mind to more important matters than Pharaoh. Like the experiment.

He considered his response for a long time before answering. He weighed the risks against the potential for profit and gain. In the end, he determined the potential was worth the risk. "There is the potential for a great deal of profit, should this experiment succeed. A great deal" he said almost to himself. "Very well, then. Let's continue with it and see where it will take us."
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