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| Free Pacific States | Jan 19 2006, 10:13:16 PM Post #61 |
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Liberty City Air Force Base Hanger 4C "You guys sure you don't want to stay over? I can assure you, both you and your aircraft will be safe here." The captain of the C-130 shook his head. "Thank you, sir. But we have orders to head back immediatly." The air force officer nodded. "Alrighty, then. Thank you again. We'll have your aircraft refueled in about ten minutes." As the ground crew worked furiously to prepare the aircraft for it's flight back to Dannistaan, a small convoy of helicopters were leaving the base, making their way towards the Federal Bureau of Health's most high-tech, high-secure facility, just outside of Faramount. Technically, it would have been quicker if the C-130 had gone straight to Faramount itself, but the fact was that Faramount's local military facility was an army base that wasn't built to allow a C-130 to land. And Terrus wanted the cargo the C-130 had been carying in the military's hands until the second it reached that facility. ________________________________________________________________________________ Just Outside North Dannistran International Waters Bridge of the Fishing Trawler Hana'var The two men looked ahead as the large container ship came into view. "That her," the pilot asked? "Indeed, it is. The Ratsa'tnep." The commander of the small group of men said. "The doom." The pilot, who spoke Dannistran, said, interpreting it. "Gives me the shivers." The commander laughed. "Please. They didn't name it 'Doom' because of the deal." "Then why?" "Look what Ratsa'tnep spells backwards. I'm going to go downstairs, make sure everyones ready." As the captain left, the pilot smiled in recognition of the small gesture of respect the Dannistrans had made. As the fishing view came within a few hundred yards of the large ship, he grabbed the large, powerfull handheld foglight that had come with the vessels, and flashed "Hana'var" in morse code, as Section 9 had instructed. As the commander turned, the pilot looked at him. "What now?" "We wait." |
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| Dovakhan | Jan 19 2006, 10:24:34 PM Post #62 |
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They Desire a Better Country
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Dovakhanese Gov't Labs «I'm ready if you are» They proceeded into the laboratories, where everything was neatly placed and ready for research. Airspace above Dovakhanese Marian Sea The Khagan-Chancellor peered down below over the seemingly serene isle, knowing that there was really a great unrest. She was being followed by Militia hovercraft as they approached Azur Harbour. The small islet for the Airport was in view. |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 20 2006, 06:03:47 AM Post #63 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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Dovakhanese Government Laboratories "Lead the way," said Dr. Beni'hari as he followed the Dovakhan scientists in. Just Outside North Dannistrian International Waters 00:00 EPT, on the deck of the container ship "Ratsa'tnep" "Sir?" asked one of the Section 9 operatives, still looking through his binoculars. "Yes Private?" his superior responded. "The Hana'var has arrived. It's flashed it's name to us in morse." "Excellent. Respond back with our name and tell them to come along side. We can't risk having Section 10 see what we are up to!" "Yes sir," the private put his binoculars down and swivelled a signal lamp towards the trawler. He then transmitted the message, "Ratsa'tnep sees you. Come alongside please." The trawler started up it's engines once again and started to move. The private turned back towards his superior. "What now sir?" he asked. "Get the ladder ready. When the Hana'var is close enough we board them and make the exchange. You do have the merchendise, right?" The private reaches down and grabs a briefcase, he opens it slightly to check the contents, then slams it shut and nods. "Good. We don't want them to think we have shortchanged them. 'Honour amongst thieves!', OK?" The private nodded again. "You have also made preparations to remove all evidence right?" the commander asked. "All the structural points on the ship are rigged sir." "Good. I've also made sure the Surveillance satellites are not operational at this time, so we have nothing to fear. They won't see much in this fog anyway." The two men waited on the deck for their "Guests". |
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| Free Pacific States | Jan 20 2006, 12:30:00 PM Post #64 |
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Just Outside North Dannistrian International Waters Fishing Trawler Hana'var Before the fishing trawler had even come to a complete stop, the ladder dropped down onto the deck. Several of the black-clad men on the Hana'var immediatly grabbed ahold of it, securing it in place. The commander had just finished climbing down the small ladder from the bridge when the first of the Section 9 operatives boarded. Nodding to his men to take a few steps back, he regarded them. "Which of you is Luitenant D?" |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 20 2006, 12:49:30 PM Post #65 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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Just Outside North Dannistrian International Waters Fishing Trawler Hana'var "That would be me," said the officer. He motioned for the private to climb down the ladder as well, "It's an honour to be meeting some of you gentlemen...we hold your, for lack of a better word, superior in high regard. Anyway, enough small talk." Lieutenant D motioned for the private to hand him the briefcase, he then opened it facing them, revealing the contents. "3 vials of VirGon and a USB thumbdrive containing all the data on the current formulation and all the past formulations of it, used and unused. And I can assure you that unlike those idiotic eBay fraudsters, the vials are neither 'B'-grade stock nor coloured water." Lieutenant D closes the briefcase and hands it over to one of the black clad men. |
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| Free Pacific States | Jan 20 2006, 01:02:45 PM Post #66 |
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The man nodded, taking the suitcase, and handing it to one of the other black-clad men with him. "You have our thanks." Reaching into his pocket, he withdrew a small peice of paper, on which a single name was written. Handing it to the luitenant, he stepped back. "When you need the favor returned, contact him, and he'll make sure we know that a meeting needs to take place." Turning, he climbed back up to the bridge of the trawler, while the three other men walked back into the cabin. As the luitenant climbed back onto the cargo ship, he looked at the name on the peice of paper.
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| Dannistaan | Jan 20 2006, 01:08:24 PM Post #67 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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"Oh and by the way," shouted the Lieutenant to the men on the Hana'var, "I suggest you get going post-haste! Section 10, our mortal enemy has police boats in the area. And this ship will be having an...'accident' shortly to keep our meeting known only to us." The Lieutenant pulls out a small remote detonator to illustrate the point. The men on the Hana'var acknowledge and start the motor quickly before moving away. |
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| Kangarawa | Jan 20 2006, 04:40:59 PM Post #68 |
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Maker of Coffee
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As Rennar drove towards the lab, her mind crept back to its love affair with viruses. In spite of their malevolence, they truly were fascinating. They lived only to reproduce, and yet, they really didn't live at all. Viruses were just floating bags of parasitic DNA or RNA which required the complex machinery of a living cell to reproduce. Pulling into her parking space, she saw that two of the three other vehicles she'd been expecting had already arrived. Quickly passing through the security check, she headed for the conference room, shedding her coat enroute. As she got closer, the conversation, muffled though it was, got louder. Smiling, she opened the conference room doors. "Well, you certainly haven't learned to tone it down, Maggarity!" The three people in the room turned towards her, also smiling. Liam Maggarity was both a top-notch virologist and emerging pathogens expert. Hans Streicher was an epidemiologist, and My Li Yuen a microbiologist. Although all four had worked together numerous times, since Gwen's promotion they had seen little of one another. "Well and without you on me back, who's to keep me in line?" Maggarrity joked, as all four took seats around the table. "Yer packages have gone through the fumigation chamber at the back of the lab as ye requested, madam. Me car's parked at the tunnel access." "Shite, we've a really nasty one this time," he added. Gwen looked around at the four of them. "I know how difficult viral cultures usually are to grow, but we've had an unusually high success rate with the foetal medium as a base. Not only does it cut the growth time by a factor of four, but we have yet to find a virus we can't culture. So there's our first step." "My Li, run a polymerase chain reaction (PRC) to every common viral family. See what you come up with." My Li nodded. "Now, we've got the Vir-Gon sample, along with instructions on how to manufacture it. We need to take a look at its' chemical structure." "Finally, I want enough mice infected so that we have our usual control group, and can then test every antiviral we've got on them, not just those for influenza. Any questions?" Seeing none, the four rose and moved towards the containment lab. |
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| Infinite Loop | Jan 21 2006, 10:51:55 PM Post #69 |
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Day 9 or so Orbit: Hikaru looked out the office he had been assigned aboard Pacifica, to one side of his window he could see Galactica, "Almost a wreck", he thought "but they still work on her," to the other side, he could see the planet, The American states were below him now, "Kinda Sad, in my world the USA is a huge country, rich and powerful, but second only in technology to Infinite Loop, Here, it is a shambles, the United states, just the 13 original colonies, the confederacy, the Republic of Texas, just north of it The Heartland, where a small protectorate of IL lays, and of course, the United Socialst States of California," he glared at California, "they make even Stalin look like a saint". He walked back to his desk and began reading the reports, "Damnit to hell" he said as he read the numbers, "3600 Dead, and that is just the known ones," the whole damned island was stalled, no traffic, no economy, teh penninsula was faring better, the southern part of the Penninsula was hit pretty bad, but the northern part was actualy reporting few dead, "Comrade Kim is handling this like he were some sort of walking talking saint" he heard a knock at the cabin door, and got up, as he opened the door the Crown princess was there with Tamasaburo, "Hitomi Hime, it is an honor to see you" he said bowing low, as he stood, he could see the tears welling up, and as she grabbed him her flood gates let loose, incomprehendable noises came from his shoulder, as she cried, Hikaru glanced toward Tamasaburo and gave her a quizzical look as he patted Hitomi's back, Tamasaburo dryly stated, "The Emperor is Dead" [ooc] I know we rarely get into other parts of the planet, but for our RP, I divided the US into several Regions, Ill map them out later for reference, btu I placed the Heartland as most of the US midwest and part of Canada, Texas is an independent republic due to the rather old and respectable region of the same name, and California, well, I just am not too fond of that state in general, so lol |
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| Dovakhan | Jan 22 2006, 10:42:01 AM Post #70 |
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Dovakhanese Gov't Laboratories The bi-national band of scientists worked for hours comparing samples and trying out ideas. Tensions were high to find a cure, and the chief researcher was getting antsy. «DON'T TOUCH THAT!» screamed the chief researcher to one his men and a Dannistran «I'm not done with it!» Azur The Khagan-Chancellor was dressed in her fatigues and carrying her DNF-AA00 (Bazooka) over her shoulder with Dovakhanese Militia flanking. This was going to be interesting. |
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| Free Pacific States | Jan 22 2006, 01:34:19 PM Post #71 |
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Just Outside North Dannistran International Waters Bridge of the Fishing Trawler Hana'var The commander nodded to the luitenant. "We'll be sure to avoid any police boats we see, comrade. No worries there. Tell Commander B that our organization owes him a debt of gratitude. And don't loose that peice of paper." Waving goodbye (more to note that the conversation was ending then to be polite), he turned to the pilot. "Let's get outa here." "Yes, sir." Pushing forward the throttle, the man piloted the slow-moving fishing trawler away from the container ship, and back towards the large fishing dock from which the boat had come. |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 22 2006, 02:50:10 PM Post #72 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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Just Outside North Dannistrian International Waters On the deck of the container ship "Ratsa'tnep" As the trawler "Hana'var" sped away, the "Ratsa'tnep" moved towards a set of rocks to the north. "Time to leave," said Lieutenant D to his private, "Do we have the bodies ready?" "Yes sir," answered the private. "Good. We leave using that..." Lieutenant D points at a small black boat in the distance. "Hope you can swim," he say dryly... From the Hana'var, they heard a loud thunderous crash. As the men on the trawler looked at each other in suprise, there was a few seconds of silence, followed by a loud explosion. All that could be seen through the mist was a bright orange fireball, followed by several other secondary explosions. Police Boat Par'in'daal (Papa Tango 155) "What was that?" asked the pilot in the police boat. "Explosion...I think it came from that direction," said the police officer, "turn hard-to-port!" The small boat with its blue flashing lights and blaring siren turned towards the north from it's eastern course, screaming past a trawler heading south (Though because of the fog the police could not see it, but the trawler crew saw the police boat and took appropriate action). Then the police boat found a flaming shipwreck. "What happened here?" asked the officer. The pilot looked at the burning hulk and squinted to avoid the glare of the flames. "Looks like the ship crashed and caused the cargo to go up." "What's the ships name?" Another officer brought out a pair of binoculars and read the name, "Ratsa'tnep". "Ironic name," remarked the first officer, "Looks like it met its own...report it to the shore authorites and check for survivors!" "Sir." In the back of the small bridge, a man in a brown trenchcoat sat and watched the wreckage, smoking a cigarette as he did so. He then signalled towards the shore. "What, you want to head back already?" asked the first officer. The man in the trenchcoat nodded and made the shape of a phone with his hand. "Phonecall? Can't you do it here? And didn't you say you wanted to go out on patrol with us?" The man only shook his head and indicated to the shore again. "OK. I'll check for survivors then I'll go when back up arrives." The man nodded and took a long drag on the cigarette... Dovakhanese Government Laboratories "Oh...I'm sorry. I didn't realise that experiment was still in progress..." said the Dannistrian scientist who was screamed at. He then returned to looking at some reports on the desk. |
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| Kangarawa | Jan 23 2006, 02:42:05 PM Post #73 |
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As the airlock sealed, the chemical shower started automatically to disinfect the suits. All of them ensured every part of his/her suit came into contact with the shower. Once the shower stopped, the double airtight doors opened into the inner change room. As they stripped out of their suits, and hung them in the assigned spots, they removed the extra gloves for disposal, and stripped off everything else for autoclaving before laundering. From there, they moved quickly to the showers, and finally to the outer change room where they could put on their own clothes again. Having spent well over seven hours in the lab, all of them were both tired and hungry. They'dworked through two shifts of technicians and hadn't even given it a thought. Gwen had helped one of the new technicians inoculate the mice, something he seemed to be having a little difficulty with, and her back was killing her. Gwen looked around at the other three. "I suggest we leave any discussions until tomorrow. By then we might have a chance of seeing something in the mice, and should have the results of the PCR tests." She glanced over at My Li, who nodded. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I want dinner and bed, in that order...I think!" "Gwen, What I don't understand is why we're working in the level 4 containment lab. Surely we don't need anything more than level 3 at the most. Those suits are damnably uncomfortable," Streicher commented. "You're probably right, but the President made it very clear that he wanted no chances taken." Gwen shrugged. "Out of my hands. Who's for Chinese?" ...................................................................................................................... The Parliament Buildings, Third Floor, Tasmin City As always, the aide found the Minister seated behind her massive oak desk. Switching on the white noise, he waited until she finished signing the paperwork she was working on before speaking. As always, he found himself slightly amused at how small she seemed behind the desk, and how unaware most people were of the power she wielded. "Minister, apparently the Ministry of Health has blood samples from Kelssek which contain the virus," he revealed as she looked up. "Westlake knows about this?" she asked. "I'm not sure, Minister. The leak came from Lab #2." "We have a problem if Westlake is being kept out of the loop. Find out from him if Mappins has given any indication that he knows anything about the fourth facility, and see what else Westlake knows." "Yes, ma'am." The aide shut off the white noise, and closed the door silently behind him. |
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| Infinite Loop | Jan 23 2006, 10:32:30 PM Post #74 |
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Day 9 the signal from ILNN was weak, but thanks to the Cylon staff, it was back on the air, Maria Loth~Lorien sat beside her co anchor, a cylon model 7, "good evening comrades, I am Maria Geraldo~Chung, and joining me tonight is Cylon unit Chimera" she indicates to him, "I greet you humanoids, I am Chimera" she nods, "Comrades, it is now my duty to announce the most grave news it has ever been a news anchor to announce, Yesterday, at approxomately 7 pm, Emperor Kaito Fujiwara the son of heaven passed away," she pauses and wipes a tear from her eyes, attempts to continue, but cannot, she stands and walks off camera, Chimera continues, "I shall continue, The Emperor died of complications resulitign in the current Pandemic, until such time, as the Diet is able to reassemble, Comrade Hikaru Motenai will be governing from the Battlestar Pacifica, the Empress, Hitomi Fujiwara is there with him," he pauses, and in Sports, , , , " Northern Korean Penninsula The very descript Black tucker SUV pulls into the governmental compound in PyongYang, and three persons step out, a large man in an overcoat, a tall thin one dressed similarly and a young woman in a green uniform, they enter the building, together they walk down the hall passing the portraits and art works of the local people that decorate the walls until they reach the reception stand, "Good day Gentle woman," says the thin man in a monotone voice, "Good day sir, " she replies, "Is this the Help Desk?" he asks, "Yes, , , , it is, " she answeres, "I seek to meet an apointment with a Mister Kim Jong Il?" "Oh, you must be Comrade Kim's 4 o'clock yes, just go down the hall and turn right, he will join you in conference room 3" "thank you, all your day are belong to happyness" they walk down the hallway, to the door, the gaurd motions them inside, as they enter, they hear, "Herro" |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 25 2006, 10:23:56 AM Post #75 |
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Debating Chamber of the Ti'volas As'embola, Central Parliament Hall, Dannistra Onn (Dannistaan City) 15:09 EPT, Prime Minister's Questions session In the circular chamber, furnished with straight green benches that were arranged in a square shape, there was a ferocious argument going on between the Prime Minister and the leader of the opposition. "Can the Prime Minister assure the Parliament that the Nekomimi Flu virus really is under control? Or is it that the Government is simply giving a knee jerk reaction to a crisis that it out of control?" asked Kil'leesi Mor'nith before sitting down, to the sounds of derisory laughter and shouting from the Government side of the chamber. "I can assure the Right Honourable Gentleman that the Flu crisis is under control. Please refer to the daily reports as posted on the Governmental Intranet before making such ill-informed comments." Cue more derisory laughter and shouting, this time from the Opposition side. "May I remind the Prime Minister that the latest news reports say that 34 are now infected, and this is in no thanks to the Governments indecisiveness, desguised as some form of deliberation. Not to mention..." Mor'nith was interrupted by more shouting and jeering, "...Not to mention the 25 deaths and 169 confirmed cases from Dannistrian Madness Fever caused by a direct result of the panic caused by the flu!" "I can assure the Right Honorable Gentlemen that any delays were unintentional and that the Government would rather deliberate and take the right action, than rush into action and cause further problems, which is what happened under the Conservative administration in 1996, when they exacerbated a toxic chemical spill some years ago thanks to poor planning! 596 were killed because of that, so don't talk to us about inadequate responses!" "And what of the rioting and stampeding being caused by the flu? Has the Government done anything to stop this nation tearing itself apart?" This went on for about 20 minutes before the Moderator of the House called for the next question to be asked. |
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| Free Pacific States | Jan 25 2006, 09:16:10 PM Post #76 |
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Liberty City - HeadQuarters of the Federal Bureau of Health Press Room "Thank you, Jim. I'm being told that Federal Bureau of Health Direction King Soling will be giving an adress in several minutes. This will be the FBH's fourth such public adress, since the virus was first confirmed to have reached FPS on what is being called 'Day Six' of the epidemic. We're not sure exactly what he plans to say, though his staff has told us he will speak of several important matter...and, here he is now." The camera slowly zoomed out off the cameraman, and then zoomed in on King Soling, a medium build Korean in his mid-forties. After cleaning his glasses for a moment, Soling put them on, and began speaking (reading from one of the two electronic teleprompters). "Hello, everyone. Welcome to the Fourth Medical Update of the Federal Bureau of Health." Taking a breath, he continued. "First, I believe I should give you the good news. As it ends out, our initial estiments that up to 200,000 persons could already be infected, and that 40,000 persons could already be showing symptoms." "I'm happy to report that those estimates were way off. At this point, we are estimating that circa 65,000 people are infected. However, at this point, only seven to eight thousand are showing symptoms...I should note that 3/4 of those showing symptoms are from the Zalebano City area. Thats the major part of the good news." "Part two of the good news is that we have procured a drug which has a serious effect upon the influenza virus. The drug, by the name VirGon, was originally produced in Dannistaan as a cure to the Dannistran Madness Fever. As it ends out, the substance happens to have an eradicating thread upon the virus, destroying it nearly 95% of the time." "The bad news is that the drug works in such a fashion that nearly five times the maximum suggested dosage for DMF must be used, resulting in the predicted deaths of nearly half of those who take the drug. The FBH will, nonetheless, be using it in every case where there is a chance of survival, which will result in a dropped morality rate. But the fact is that about half of those infected, at the least, will still die." Taking a breath, the director sipped some water from a glass on the podium, and then continued. "That is the majority of information I have to give to you at this time. But allow me to go through some quick sidenotes that the FBH has come across that may be informative. First, it should be noted that the FBH now believes the first case of the Neko Flu to have spread to FPS on Day 3 of the IL Epidemic. Second, it should be noted that, though quarentine has been broken several times, the nearly 300,000 National Guardspersons and Military Peresonel, as well as the 10,000 Federal Personel and the thousands of local government personel have, at this time, contained all breaches of quarentine." "Thank you." As the reporters of the room surged forward to ask questions, the man turned, and left, taking his water with him. |
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| Dovakhan | Jan 26 2006, 06:45:01 AM Post #77 |
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Streets of Azur Wearing face-maskes, the Dovakhanese militia, with the Khagan-Chancellor at the head, marched into town. They moved easily through town because Azur had been completely disarmed in a gun reclamation camapaign a few years ago. Once she reached the central plaza, she climbed up the balcony with her solider and stormed the Superintendentium. The city was taken. Walking back onto the balcony, she cried this to people below in the Oakah pidgin language: «Ohruyo (Unity)!» Within the next few hours, public services were back on line. The Dovakhanese government quarentined the hospitals and sent police to the streets. Dovakhanese Government Laboratories «All of the combinations we've created so far are too strong and minimally effective in combating the virus. I think that we need to try 85% oseltamavir in the VirGon, then maybe 10% zanamivir and 5% of the dead virus» said one of the researchers. |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 26 2006, 07:38:27 AM Post #78 |
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Dovakhanese Government Laboratories "May we also suggest trying to add a little of this to the mixture?" one of the Dannistrian scientists asked, holding a small vial of bright red liquid, "This is the second active component in 'VirGon', a pathogenic compound that recognises virii, no matter how much they mutate, and attacks it directly. Maybe it might help with detection and isolation of the virus?" State Parliament buildings, Central Square, Nordu Dannistra City 15:00 EPT, Main Courtyard There was a long line of people as they waited for their daily supply of surgical/filter masks. A police Armored Core mech towered in front of the Central Square Gardens, supervising the line, along with several heavily armed police officers. Nordu Dannistra City has seen suprisingly less violence compared the rest of Dannistaan. However it has still seen quite a bit of fighting. The police were taking no chances. "ACHOO!!" sneezed someone. "'E'S GOT TH' FLU!!!" shouted someone. Panic ensued. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...DO NOT PANIC...STOP RUNNING!! HEY YOU!! STOP TRYING TO STEAL THOSE MASKS!! WHAT ARE YOU ALL PLAYING AT?! SOMEONE JUST SNEEZED ONCE!! CALM DOWN PEOPLE!! IT IS ONLY A SNEEZE!!" shouted the police chief through a megaphone. It took 45 minutes before the people stopped stampeding and order was restored. |
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| Kangarawa | Jan 26 2006, 01:03:03 PM Post #79 |
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Maker of Coffee
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Lab #2, Outside Tasmin City Although they'd called it an early night after eating the night before, only Streicher looked rested. Gwen, My Li and Maggarrity looked like they'd barely slept. "Morning, all." Gwen was trying to smile, but she was too busy stifling a yawn. "OK. This morning, in and out within two hours at the most. That should give us more than enough time to check on the status of everything we did yesterday. Then we meet in the conference room, and compare results. Sound good?" With nods all around, they headed down to the lab, reversing the procedures for leaving. Outside change room, showers, inside change room, suits, airlock and chemical spray and finally into the lab itself, Streicher cursing under his breath the whole way while the others teased him. Once inside, Gwen spoke briefly to the head technician, and asked that he, too, join them in the conference room once they were done. Just under two hours later, they were pouring coffee in the conference room. "Hey guys...there's bagels over here in case ya missed 'em! The madam's bent on takin' real good care of us." Maggarrity's voice boomed from accross the room, easing the tension considerably. "Trust you to sniff out food, Liam," My Li responded, trying not to laugh. One by one, they all took a spot around the table. Gwen started. "Paul, our Head tech, said he'd be a bit late. My Li, why don't you give us the results of the PCR?" "Some of the RNA probes were weakly positive for inflluenza. No known strain. Bear in mind that all we're testing for is viral DNA and RNA. This patient might have been exposed to an influenza outbreak ten, fifteen years ago and all we're seeing is the remnants of the dead virus in his system." There was silence for several minutes while the other four made notes. Maggaritty was the first to speak. "What does yer gut tell you, My Li? You've been doing this long enough that ya must have some kind of instinctive reaction to these results." My Li nodded slowly. "I don't think we're seeing dead viral remnants. This isn't any known influenze A or B, but a closely related virus. Probably one we've never seen before. My guess is that we have a single stranded RNA virus closely related to known influenza viruses." "I agree," Streicher said. "That goes along with all the reports we've received from 1 Infinite Loop and FPS. Short incubation, definitely influenza symptoms, but not lethal enough that it wipes out all possible hosts like the Hanta viruses." Gwen nodded. "Well, that may explain what I saw in the mice. They're all definitely infected, and most of them are far sicker than I would have expected at this point. It's only been what, 10 hours since the last batch were inoculated? And there's no difference between the control and the groups given the different antivirals except for the side effects of the antivirals. Two of the group given ribaviran are already dead, but then it can worsen respiratory symptoms." "Gwen, you should a expected the virus to act fast. You were givin' 'em blood plasma. T'wasn't as if they were catchin' it from a sneeze." Liam shook his head. "Aw Profer, I must be more tired than I thought. You're right, of course. The only thing we didn't try on the mice was the Vir-Gon. What did you find out about it's structure?" Liam smiled. "Now there's a group I'd like ta work with. Gave us complete schematics, they did. You were right, they started with oseltamivir and then added a coupla proteins along with the odd amino acid or two. Pretty potent mixture. From what I can figure, it almost acts like chemo in high doses, which may be why the cure is as high a risk as the illness." "So far then, all we've done is duplicate and substantiate the work that's already been done by the Dannistrians and Dovakhanese. My understanding is that they have a joint team working together on this. Hans, will you...no, on second thought I'd better share our results with them. We'll see where..." Gwen was interrupted by a quick knock on the door and the entrance of the head technician. "Sorry for being late. I'm short-handed this morning. Billy called in sick. With a cold. Can you believe it?" Gwen thought back to yesterday afternoon, and the new technician with whom she'd helped inoculate the mice. "Is this Billy the new tech that I worked with for a while yesterday?" "Yup, that's the one. I don't know if he has..." "Sorry to cut you off, Paul, but this is important. Did he leave early yesterday?" "Well, as a matter of fact, he got a little squirrelly just after you left him on his own, and said he needed to leave. I let him go, and let one of the other techs take over for him." Liam and Streicher looked at Gwen. "You don't suppose..." "Shite!" Liam added. "Start executing the emergency protocol. Paul, get his address, NOW. Gwen, you'd best be getting through to the President just in case. Shite, shite, shite!" The five quickly left the room. |
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| Dovakhan | Jan 26 2006, 04:08:32 PM Post #80 |
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They Desire a Better Country
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Dovakhanese Government Laboratories «Perfect!» he said «We might as well give it a try.» The researcher would normally look at all solutions, but this was the time for trial and error (a very un-Dovakhanese thing to do). #«We'll wait and see...» remarked the chief researcher «How about some lunch, I've made some stew?» Everyone showered off, de-contaminated, and sat around table for a civilised lunch. The Dovakhanese scientists couldn't help but notice that the Dannistrans had their hands under the table, which is rude in Dovakhan. Dovakhanese Marian Sea Colonial Superintendentium The Khagan-Chancellor sat in the chair of the Superintendant with her feet up on the luxurious antique desk. It looked as if he'd fleed the city. Darsi scoffed at the irresponsibility of the pre-war appointed wonk that had controlled the island. Dovakhanese Marian Sea had always been mis-managed, no wonder they wanted independance... Dovakhanese New Star Pressroom/ Libravil The spinning printing press was churning out thousands of papers a second to be transported by the rail and waterways of Dovakhan to rural and urban citizens alike. «IRON WOMAN RESTORES PEACE IN AZUR» was the head story. |
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| Infinite Loop | Jan 26 2006, 10:07:20 PM Post #81 |
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Take Off, Eh?
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Day 10 Dr Stiles sat in his office, taking a break, he had just woke from a three hour nap, almost the longest sleep he had had in the last 5 days, he read the reports Angie had brought in for him the Virgon drug seemed to work but itself killed the patients, a good deal of time, almost worth the risk to save the race, but something seemed off, he studied the chart again, and again, some thing, about the deaths, Angie entered, "Hello Doctor, here is the coffee you asked for," she places the tray on his desk, as she does he notices the small earrings, Cats, that is is, he scans the report, highlighting the entries saying Nekomimi, "mother of God, Angie, stop All Doese of virgon to Nekomimi," she turns to him "why, it is the only thing working" "its killing them," he shows her the page, Every Neko who was administered Virgon Died the color fades from her face a little and she drops the canister of coffee turns and runs out of the office, Derek picks up his phone and places a call to the ILPHO (Infinite Loop Public Health Orginization) and relays the findings, Korean Penninsula CATS sat at the table before his host, "Comrade Il, it is good to finally meet you" "Oh, it is better to meet the famous Dr Cats, you are a legend here for your work" replies Kim Jong Il, "I however am not remembered for that work, only the alleged "Evil" " "One mans evil is anothers Salvation, the weak never are able to see the big picture" Cats places his hands on the table, "So, do you have what I wanted" "Yes, it was a problem locating the lab, but we acquired the specimin, and have it ready for you" answeres the younger man, Kitsurabami shifts her weight to her other foot, and stares at Kim jong il, "when do we see it?" she asks, her words liberally coated with woman venom, "in all due time miss, we have to follow the protocals of gentility and hospitality" answers Kim "Or rather you want the serum, is that correct, Mr Il, the serum for the specimin?" asks Cats, "well, if you want to put it so bluntly, , , Yes", he pauses, "the early sample batch worked wonders, so far it has been used to treat about 500 of the party faithful" "but you want more" asks Kitsurabami "of course, if I am to bring revolution, I will need healthy troops" answers Kim Cats raises a hand and Colonel vargas steps from the shadows by the door "Holy Mother of Hanz Blick, that is one big one you got there" excalaims Kim jong il, vargas nods, and turns to the doctor, the panel on his chest opens, and the tray extends, revealing a contianer, Cats takes it and the panel recloses, he slides the metal covering up, reveling a green fluid in a lexan container, Here is enough to treat 500 more, you know my terms, I suggest you begin using it now, it has been removed from His containment chamber, and will begin decaying, you have 72 hours before it is useless" "then I will send this with my men and we will go to the Lab" [ooc] The Nekomimi are highly suceptable to the VirGon treatment, it has a 100% mortality if used on them. |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 27 2006, 10:14:21 AM Post #82 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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Health Ministry Offices, 520-620 Churchill Road, near Central Parliament Hall, Dannistra Onn Emergency Meeting with the Health Minister, 20th floor, Health Ministers Personal office "Sir, we have a problem...big problem..." said a junior minister to Johnathon Stanton, out of breath from running. "What problem?" Stanton asked, he leaned forward in his chair. "VirGon sir. It is leathal to nekomimi!" "Lethal? How?" "Apparently they say that the drug has 100% mortality rate when administered to nekomimi." "Impossible! Who is saying that?" "ILPHO sir. They recently looked over the numbers, did some maths and sent us this report." The junior minister went back outside and pulled in an office cart with four 12 inch piles of paper on it. "And these are just the preliminary reports they faxed to us sir. Almost broke the machine..." the junior minister gasped. "Just the preliminary reports?" Stanton stood up and picked up one of the piles and flicked through it quickly. He turns to the junior minister. "But we've administered VirGon for years in nekomimi here with no ill effects. Hmm..." "It is possible that the genetic structure of either Nekomimi flu of Loopian born nekomimi has something to do with it," the junior minister suggested. "Hmm...maybe...tell our scientists and the spooks to run more tests...I'll have the Foreign Minister fire off a communique to Infinte Loop and offer to send a specialist team. Did they say it will effect anyone else?" "No sir. It seems only nekomimi are affected." "Hmm...hang on, that experimental virus we are giving out to our emergency services and military...isn't that?..." The gravity of the situation suddenly hit them. Stanton grabbed the phone and started frantically dialing, he then turned to the junior minister. "Go! Go now!! Tell our guys to run those tests, take those tomes with you and give them to the scientists, they will know what to do!" "Yes minister!" the junior minister hauled the cart back out into the corridor and made his way to the lift. Meanwhile Stanton waited for someone to answer the number he dialed. "Dannistaan Central Defence Command," said a cheerful female voice at the other end of the line. "Health Minister Stanton here, you received the batch of VirGon derived vaccine we sent you?" "Yes we did sir, along with orders to administer them to Ha'na-bi section." "Well, don't. I repeat, do not administer those vaccines. Return them to us immediately. We think there may be a problem with them." There was a pause before the women continued talking. "I see...that is acknowledged sir, I will pass that on to the general medical staff then." "Do so, quickly. In fact, put the senior medical officer and the army COS on here as well." "Very well sir I will patch you through..." External Ministry, Central Parliament Hall, Dannistra Onn (Dannistaan City) Communique sent to the Government of 1 Infinite Loop, Priority Level 1 Message, from Tr'valis No'oonsoko, Foreign Minister, sent @ 13:00 We are dismayed to hear reports that the antiviral drug, VirGon, is causing more harm than good to the nekomimi in your country. Could you please submit more data to us and we will investigate further. Also we are willing to send some of our scientists over to conduct joint tests with your scientists to find out why VirGon is leathal to nekomimi, that is if the Government is willing to allow entry to our scientists. Please reply to this message ASAP. Message authorised for transmission by Tr'valis No'oonsoko KTA/MP Confederacy Cabinet Executive Order 089-55 Somewhere deep below Mount Dannistaan, Dannistaan Central Defence Command HQ "Section 9", unknown room within Central Defence Command HQ Commander B was once again sitting in his darkened office. He had heard reports that VirGon was lethal to nekomimi. At least, as far as the Government knowns, Loopian nekomimi. "Hmm...interesting," he thought to himself, "Must remember that one..." His thoughts were interupted by the intercom bell. "Sir, Lieutenant D is here to see you," said the commander's adjutant. "Let him in please," he replied. The door slides open and Lieutenant D walks into the office. He is holding a briefcase. Commander B nods at him. "Did you make the exchange?" he asks in a soft, yet ominous voice. "Affirmative sir. And it went well too. Those interlopers from Section 10 found nothing except burning wreckage," the Lieutenant responded. "Excellent. So what is in the briefcase?" "Contact details sir," the Lieutenant smiled, "A little wet but it is still legible." The Lieutenant places the briefcase in front of Commander B, who opens it and takes out the piece of paper inside. He then smiles. "Gerry Richter, eh?" Commander B chuckles slightly, "If that is the case, then no doubt he will know we have been watching him in the restaurant. Oh well...I'll tell ops that we can scale back on watching him, if he is with 'You-know-who', then we can trust him...by the way...if the Health Ministry makes a new formulation of VirGon, as no doubt they will because, if you heard, about the drugs leathality to nekomimi, make sure you obtain a sample and it's datasheets and pass them on to 'You-know-who's' men..." "Yes sir." "You may go now..." Lieutenant D salutes to Commander B and leaves the room. The door slides shut with a clunk. Commander B then turns back to the TV showing the live feed from BBC News Dannistaan reporting the ongoing crisis. Dovakhanese Government Laboratories Dr. Beni'hari notices his and his fellow scientists faux pas at the table. He nudged his colleague beside him in anger. "Psst!! Hey!" he whispered, "Didn't you remember the guide book? Don't keep your hands under the table. It is the opposite in Dovakhan!" "Oh...errm...my apologies gentlemen," said the scientist to his Dovakhan counterparts, "Is there anything else we are doing that is wrong?" |
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| Dovakhan | Jan 27 2006, 04:35:35 PM Post #83 |
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They Desire a Better Country
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Dovakhanese Government Laboratories The scientists chuckled a little and thanked the Dannistrans for their courtesy. Suddenly, the telex machine began beeping:
The scientists read the annoucement aloud. This law was a particularly distasteful one and was hoped to have never needed to have been used... |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 27 2006, 05:03:42 PM Post #84 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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"That is unfortunate. The strange thing is that nekomimi already live on Dannistaan and VirGon has been used on them to treat Dannistrian Madness Fever with no ill effects...Hmmm..." one of the scientists started thinking, "Could it be that there are unforseen consequences in using higher than normal doses?" "Or could it be that the flu virus causes complications when attacked by VirGon?" "No idea, what do you gentlemen think? And are we going to have to test it on a criminal?" asked the Dannistrian scientist to the Dovakhan. |
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| Free Pacific States | Jan 27 2006, 09:44:52 PM Post #85 |
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Number One Drone
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Zalebano - St. Luke's Hospital Quarentine Ward - Cheif Medical Officer's Office "Doctor Martin, we just got this communique from 1IL. Military people outside said you'd better see it." The intern gave the paper to Martin, and then (at the wave of his hand) left to return to her work. Opening the small peice of paper, Martin took a moment to read it...and then swore. Jumping to his feet, he rushed out of his office, taking a right, and running through the dozens of beds in the large ward. Turning another corner, he came into a smaller room, and was about to scream: "STOP" when he realized it was too late. In front of him, another intern was disconecting the intensive care equiptment from a body, over whom a blanket had been weighed. Sighing, the doctor leaned against the frame of the door. "Er...Jerry, something wrong?" The older man looked at the younger doctor who had asked. "Yes. The VirGon. No one else gets it." He motioned to the body. "It just might have killed her." The young doctor's jaw dropped. "I...administered it." Martin sighed. "Not your fault, my boy. Just make sure to spread the news. VirGon is not to be given to any Nekomimi under any circumstances. I'm gonna go find out just what the hell is going on." ________________________________________________________________________________ Faramount - Special Operations HeadQuarters Office of the Director "Well, thats an interesting, albiet unexpected developement." Pentastar stated, looking at the bottle of virgon. "Well...still doesn't affect us much." He looked up at his aide. "Make sure all four research projects are going well." "Um...which four?" Pentastar sighed, shaking his head. "The project to perfect VirGon as a cure to the flu, the project to create an independant cure to the flue, the project to create a weapon out of VirGon, and the project to create a weapon out of the flue." Pentastar sighed again. "You know, the entire point of allowing my aide to know everything that I know is lost if my aide doesn't remember it." |
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| Infinite Loop | Jan 27 2006, 10:32:48 PM Post #86 |
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Take Off, Eh?
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Day 10 afternoon to evening Hikaru had been on the ship for several days now, the monotony of the ship was discomforting to him, the humm of the ships engines always kept him awake at night, and these last 24 hours had been worse, cause he was on his couch, Hitomi refused to leave his side, so he had given her the bed, Tamasaburo tended to her as would a doting nanny cylon, "perhaps she was originaly intended for that purpose" he recalls his universes version of Tamasaburo and Baiko, hulking war machines with the voices of angels, that last battle against the govindians was awful, as they decended onto the battle field singing some thign from the valkyrie thing, he picked up the newton and skimmed the topics from the last few hours, then noticing the virgon report he opened it on the wall monitor, and watched dr Stiles report, "fark" was all he said, he opened his laptop and began a new document, luckily martial law had been declared, and he could do this, he began to type,
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| Dannistaan | Jan 29 2006, 08:19:37 AM Post #87 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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For'af City, East Dannistaan Anti-Loopian Protest, Central High Street "DEATH TO THE MIMI!! DEATH TO THE COMMIES!! DEATH TO THE MIMI!! DEATH TO THE COMMIES!!" chanted out the crowd. On hearing rumours that Infinite Loop has banned VirGon, many East Dannistrian Pharmaceutical workers, far right wing activists and extreme Hal'vonists took to the streets of the State Capital, demanding, amongst other things, the lifting of the ban and blood to be spilled. Effigies of the Loopian Empress and Loopian flags were burnt. Things were not helped when the ED First Minister gave an ultra nationalistic speech, calling the Loopites a bunch of "Communists who were infecting the national psyche in East Dannistaan". The local police force looked on in dismay as thousands of people paraded the streets. Then things turned violent. An innocent nekomimi was watching from the doorstep of a shopping mall when she caught the attention of one the protesters. "THERE'S ONE!!" he shouted. The protest turned into a violent mob, surging forward. The police didn't allow the protesters to break through their cordon, which resulted in rocks, bottles and other bits of rubbish being thrown at them. Then people started looting shops and businesses run or owned by either nekomimi or people from Infinite Loop, causing further problems... At this point, the police chief saw enough. "Requesting AC support, over!" he shouted into his radio over the din. "Roger that, AC en route. ETA, 10 minutes..." |
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| Kelssek | Jan 29 2006, 09:54:31 AM Post #88 |
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Hero of the Soviet Onion
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--- Hospital for Sick Children Kirkenes --- "Are you sure?" the doctor said into the phone authoritatively, as if by conveying strength he could get his way on this matter. "No, it's not a mistake, and in fact we've already had MOH start issuing quarantine orders." "Let me talk to whoever examined the samples." "That would be me, Doctor. It's definitely the Nekomimi Flu. Believe me, I didn't want to believe it either and I checked it at least seven or eight times, I got another doctor to do it even, it's for real." "Good God! You realise... you're telling me... Look, uh..." his voice broke, "there are over four hundred kids here... shit... how?" "More than that, in fact, we now have reason to believe the virus may have spread into the community. I don't want to believe it either but this is very bad and frankly we're more worried about the 15 million people in Kirkenes than 400 children." And we thought we had it contained, thought the paediatrician. |
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| Dovakhan | Jan 29 2006, 02:14:37 PM Post #89 |
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They Desire a Better Country
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Dovakhanese Government Laboratories «The director has the final word, we're going to have to comply» mumbled the chief researcher regretfully. «I'm prepared to put together the formula you suggested and test it on the virus, eh?» he said, walking towards the clean room. Azur Territorial Infirmary The current mortality rate for the flu was 100%, period. The only thing that was being done was to keep the patients comfortable and sedated as they slipped away. Doctors had been up on 24hr shifts bringing in hoards of people. |
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| Dannistaan | Jan 29 2006, 03:01:19 PM Post #90 |
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Bat Shoot Loco
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Dovakhanese Government Laboratories "Understood," said the Dannistrian scientist grimly. Prime Ministers Office, Central Parliament Hall, Dannistra Onn (Dannistaan City) Excerpt from a communique to the Government of 1 Infinite Loop, from Ti'vol B'ani'r/Prime Minister P'aanil F'orrlason-Smith c/o the External Ministry, sent @ 18:00 We would like to apologise for the anti-Loopian protests being held in East Dannistaan. We would like to assure the Government that the views being circulated by the protests is nothing more but far right propaganda and lies. The Central Government neither endorses nor condones the views and actions of the protesters. Message authorised for transmission by P'aanil F'orrlason-Smith KTA/MP Confederacy Cabinet Executive Order 090-18 |
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