Post by hygenisthygenist on Jul 5, 2015 23:10:50 GMT -4
PLOT
2146, Jacksonville, in a clandestine research lab, the name of which was never recorded...
"Miss?" A neuroscientist said, enthusiasm barely concealed by the mask of impartiality on his face. "Yes?" A woman, the CEO of the company financing the project
"I think we just perfected the thing we've been aiming for."
In the background, the sound of wild cheers and the popping of champagne bottles could be heard.
"Yep. Let's go make this baby public."
"Wait."
"Huh?"
"What about the side effects?"
Scientists stopped the cheering and drinking upon the mention of the phrase, "side effects". Suddenly, they started chattering about what the side effects could be.
"Don't worry, I'll tell the people about them."
"That's fine."
And so they began constructing several brain implant machines. The mechanics, engineers, researchers and scientists were working day and night out of sheer love of the project, this idea made real that would change the world. Surely the scientists have made a breakthrough: they invented the first cybernetic neurons. It could do many things, augment existing intelligence, bolster a flailing one, even cure cerebral palsy. Whatever you name, it could do it. So, what could go wrong?
Days have passed since the first batch of machines were done. Testing was conducted over several days, and yesterday, it completed. Crowds were swarming outside of the facility. There were thousands of supporters, giving the image of popularity. News reporters interviewed those in charge and/or associated with the project.
The woman stepped onto the stage and walked near the podium. The audience cheered as she tapped the microphone, silencing the crowd. Some were recording the presentation with 24K cameras. She then cleared her throat and took a deep breath. Without a stutter, she said, "Hello, and I am Margot Osborne, the CEO of CyTech. Today, I will be showing you the most anticipated thing of all time. It's never been done before, and people who tried to do this couldn't do so. Artificial neurons."
The audience burst into a huge wave of cheering, clapping and celebrating. Margot then said, "Perry Hastigs, steal the show." before going off the stage with Perry dashing to the podium. With confidence, Perry spoke: "Thank you, thank you." The audience then went quiet again. Then he said, "Alright, so shout out to Margot for letting me talk. I'm one of the researchers who worked on the artificial neuron thing, which was called 'Project Whatever' at the time, so..." The audience laughed for a short time.
"Anyways," Perry continued, "Artificial neurons allow for a lot of possibilities. You can have instant knowledge of guns we have today and guns we had many decades ago. You could know how to build a hover car in seconds. And you can even know the entire and ruthlessly detailed history of Japan. Not only does it allow for encoded knowledge, it can also boost spatial and non-spatial reasoning capabilities.In addition, we have the ability to improve memory and overall brain function. All this is possible with a simple transplant of brain neurons. First, you sit in the specified chair attached to our machinery in the facility. Then, once you press the activate button, you are given the question of, 'What enhancements do you want to your knowledge or capabilities?' Then you say, 'Oh, I know. I want to learn about how Louis Aimé Augustin Le Prince really died.' Thus, the machine will graft artificial neurons containing that knowledge onto your brain. And after it's done, you will now know that Le Prince actually died by committing suicide by means of drowning himself in a pool on September 16, 1890."
Once again, the audience cheered heavily. "To the lab!" Perry yelled into the microphone as he jumped off the stage and started running for the research facility. Meanwhile at the research lab, the scientists had finished preparation of the machinery for public use just as crowds busted through the doors. "Who's up first?" One of the engineers asked as people sat on the 15 chairs with machinery attached to them. The lucky people sitting began to excitedly use the machinery, eager to have artificial neurons implanted.
What seemed like nothing could go wrong was seemingly proven true. Soon it was night time and the facility was closed to the public. Margot was holding a bunch of money packs worth approximately $500,000 USD or more. Scientists have been partying at the lab with the success of the project. However, one of them looked like he was sleeping, but none of the scientists nor Margot had noticed.
When the celebration had died down, the scientists who were still conscious went out of the lab. Except for Margot and the unconscious scientist. The woman slowly went up to the 'body' until it had started moving. The scientist with implanted neurons got up from the floor in a rather clumsy fashion and was heavily breathing. "John, are you okay? You look like you're shivering." Margot asked, afraid.
"I...am not." The scientist howled. "And I am your end! And the harbinger of the doom to come!" He continued before pouncing onto a screaming Margot. She tried to get the scientist off her, but it was too late. With ease, John choked Margot to death. The scientist then announced, tottering off into the night, "Now... Who's next?!" Oh wow. I stand corrected.
Anyways, the next day, more residents of Jacksonville poured into the lab, but they discovered something atrocious. Instead of finding the scientists associated with the neuron project exhilarated, they were standing in awe at the dead, rotting body of Margot Osborne. Out of the crowd, a man asked, "What happened? Is she pretending to be a Halloween prop?" A tall girl, about 7 feet tall, shouted at the questioner, "Dude, not funny!" Just then, Perry answered, gravely, "She was murdered by the scientist who was tested before opening day."
The people gasped in horror. Then, there was absolute silence. Just as Perry tried to speak, they started screaming as they quickly ran away from the lab. The panic had just started. Police and citizens alike were determined to bring the culprit responsible to justice.
RULES
1. Typical RP rules.
2. Please respect your fellow RPers.
3. If you're going to argue OOC, argue somewhere else. Otherwise, it clogs the thread.
4. "It's not in the rules!" is not an excuse.
5. This is a dice roll RP. All results of your characters' major actions are determined by the way the die falls.
6. Please put "angrybirds" in Other.
CHARACTER SHEET
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race: (Human, robot, android or human subrace)
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:
Other:
Credits
Marc and HygenistHygenist, for writing the whole thing
Pickachugirl for jotting down the rules
Pompilius, for cleaning up Marc's and Hygenist's sloppiness
And the rest of you sods, for nothing
2146, Jacksonville, in a clandestine research lab, the name of which was never recorded...
"Miss?" A neuroscientist said, enthusiasm barely concealed by the mask of impartiality on his face. "Yes?" A woman, the CEO of the company financing the project
"I think we just perfected the thing we've been aiming for."
In the background, the sound of wild cheers and the popping of champagne bottles could be heard.
"Yep. Let's go make this baby public."
"Wait."
"Huh?"
"What about the side effects?"
Scientists stopped the cheering and drinking upon the mention of the phrase, "side effects". Suddenly, they started chattering about what the side effects could be.
"Don't worry, I'll tell the people about them."
"That's fine."
And so they began constructing several brain implant machines. The mechanics, engineers, researchers and scientists were working day and night out of sheer love of the project, this idea made real that would change the world. Surely the scientists have made a breakthrough: they invented the first cybernetic neurons. It could do many things, augment existing intelligence, bolster a flailing one, even cure cerebral palsy. Whatever you name, it could do it. So, what could go wrong?
Days have passed since the first batch of machines were done. Testing was conducted over several days, and yesterday, it completed. Crowds were swarming outside of the facility. There were thousands of supporters, giving the image of popularity. News reporters interviewed those in charge and/or associated with the project.
The woman stepped onto the stage and walked near the podium. The audience cheered as she tapped the microphone, silencing the crowd. Some were recording the presentation with 24K cameras. She then cleared her throat and took a deep breath. Without a stutter, she said, "Hello, and I am Margot Osborne, the CEO of CyTech. Today, I will be showing you the most anticipated thing of all time. It's never been done before, and people who tried to do this couldn't do so. Artificial neurons."
The audience burst into a huge wave of cheering, clapping and celebrating. Margot then said, "Perry Hastigs, steal the show." before going off the stage with Perry dashing to the podium. With confidence, Perry spoke: "Thank you, thank you." The audience then went quiet again. Then he said, "Alright, so shout out to Margot for letting me talk. I'm one of the researchers who worked on the artificial neuron thing, which was called 'Project Whatever' at the time, so..." The audience laughed for a short time.
"Anyways," Perry continued, "Artificial neurons allow for a lot of possibilities. You can have instant knowledge of guns we have today and guns we had many decades ago. You could know how to build a hover car in seconds. And you can even know the entire and ruthlessly detailed history of Japan. Not only does it allow for encoded knowledge, it can also boost spatial and non-spatial reasoning capabilities.In addition, we have the ability to improve memory and overall brain function. All this is possible with a simple transplant of brain neurons. First, you sit in the specified chair attached to our machinery in the facility. Then, once you press the activate button, you are given the question of, 'What enhancements do you want to your knowledge or capabilities?' Then you say, 'Oh, I know. I want to learn about how Louis Aimé Augustin Le Prince really died.' Thus, the machine will graft artificial neurons containing that knowledge onto your brain. And after it's done, you will now know that Le Prince actually died by committing suicide by means of drowning himself in a pool on September 16, 1890."
Once again, the audience cheered heavily. "To the lab!" Perry yelled into the microphone as he jumped off the stage and started running for the research facility. Meanwhile at the research lab, the scientists had finished preparation of the machinery for public use just as crowds busted through the doors. "Who's up first?" One of the engineers asked as people sat on the 15 chairs with machinery attached to them. The lucky people sitting began to excitedly use the machinery, eager to have artificial neurons implanted.
What seemed like nothing could go wrong was seemingly proven true. Soon it was night time and the facility was closed to the public. Margot was holding a bunch of money packs worth approximately $500,000 USD or more. Scientists have been partying at the lab with the success of the project. However, one of them looked like he was sleeping, but none of the scientists nor Margot had noticed.
When the celebration had died down, the scientists who were still conscious went out of the lab. Except for Margot and the unconscious scientist. The woman slowly went up to the 'body' until it had started moving. The scientist with implanted neurons got up from the floor in a rather clumsy fashion and was heavily breathing. "John, are you okay? You look like you're shivering." Margot asked, afraid.
"I...am not." The scientist howled. "And I am your end! And the harbinger of the doom to come!" He continued before pouncing onto a screaming Margot. She tried to get the scientist off her, but it was too late. With ease, John choked Margot to death. The scientist then announced, tottering off into the night, "Now... Who's next?!" Oh wow. I stand corrected.
Anyways, the next day, more residents of Jacksonville poured into the lab, but they discovered something atrocious. Instead of finding the scientists associated with the neuron project exhilarated, they were standing in awe at the dead, rotting body of Margot Osborne. Out of the crowd, a man asked, "What happened? Is she pretending to be a Halloween prop?" A tall girl, about 7 feet tall, shouted at the questioner, "Dude, not funny!" Just then, Perry answered, gravely, "She was murdered by the scientist who was tested before opening day."
The people gasped in horror. Then, there was absolute silence. Just as Perry tried to speak, they started screaming as they quickly ran away from the lab. The panic had just started. Police and citizens alike were determined to bring the culprit responsible to justice.
RULES
1. Typical RP rules.
2. Please respect your fellow RPers.
3. If you're going to argue OOC, argue somewhere else. Otherwise, it clogs the thread.
4. "It's not in the rules!" is not an excuse.
5. This is a dice roll RP. All results of your characters' major actions are determined by the way the die falls.
6. Please put "angrybirds" in Other.
CHARACTER SHEET
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race: (Human, robot, android or human subrace)
Appearance:
Personality:
Bio:
Other:
Credits
Marc and HygenistHygenist, for writing the whole thing
Pickachugirl for jotting down the rules
Pompilius, for cleaning up Marc's and Hygenist's sloppiness
And the rest of you sods, for nothing
