Dissection recording: July 31, 2052, 15:29 B-6 Local Time. (canon)
Dissection recording: July 31, 2052, 15:29 B-6 Local Time.
Asistant Secretary Mikoto Arsikawa: Are we ready to begin? Doctor Neuman?
Dr. Franklin Neumann: Ready when you are Doctor Arrsikawa. I've seen this all before.
2nd Lt. James Summers: I'm uh, ready. I think. But listen, I haven't dissected anything since my virtual frog in high-school-
MA: It's fine, we'll handle the cutting. You just have to type this all up for InOps. *Bonesaw revs*
FN: Doctor, let the new guy have his nerves. You gonna do fine son, just let us oldies do our jobs and you mind yours.
JS: If you say so sir.
FN: Sir? Boy I work-
MA: I'm starting the dissection now gentlemen. Subject One is a cyborg combatant with obvious NOD affiliation. Opening the body bag now.
JS: Jesus christ.
FN: You have the lead doctor.
MA: Subject is obviously heavily damaged by rifle fire, with one wound to the gut, and several to the arms and legs. The left arm has suffered several bullet hits disabling what appears to be a weapon of some sort. The right arm is mostly intact, and has a heavy machine gun of some sort.
JS: Yeah, uh, I'll look up what that is.
MA: Let me finish, please. Left and right legs have both been hit by several machine gun rounds.
FN: They used to have blow-off joints on those legs. But they seem to have not been fitted on this model.
MA: You can work on those then, I'm going to open the chest cavity. I can't see how to remove this armor-Bonesaw makes contact with armor, 40 seconds of unholy screeching.
MA: Scalpel? Thank you-ah, we have lungs and a heart. More or less in the correct places, no sign of serious mutation. Taking samples for DNA testing. There's...something plugged into the subject's aorta.
FN: Yes, that looks like a standard CABAL vintage bio-pump. You'll find a drug reservoir in the backplate, it helps to manage the unit and administers combat drugs.
MA: The joint between the aorta and the tubing is very clean, and seems well-integrated. This is some kind of nano-surgery, do you agree doctor?
FN: I'll have to concur, but I wish they'd used that down where I'm working. These legs were cut off with a laser saw before they plugged in the cybernetics. Multiple sores and necrotic tissue areas.
MA: You're right. The arms are similar-look, they've just fitted a joint to the humerous and left it at that. This cable is grafted to a nerve here...but the nerve itself is cut off so jagged.
FN: Probably the trigger controls? Wait, shit, is that thing still loaded?
JS: I'll uh, check that. No, no, they've uh, removed the ammo supply. Though man, how did this guy reload with no thumbs?
MA: I'm more interested in how he ate with no jaw.
JS: JESUS, lady, don't just start-oh, god.
MA: Subcutaneous armorweave layer inside the body cavity-looks like it was stapled in place. Organs are...gone.
FN: Yeah, this is more classic cyborg guts. Filler port here for the pseudo-intestines. Not really a proper gut, no anus, but the food they give them has nothing but glucose and digestible peptides.
MA: Lovely, truly. The kidneys look...normal but the urine feeds into this...device.
FN: Cyborg tri-kidney, it turns urea into uric acid, like a bird, and re-injects even more water into the bloodstream. Again, it reduces the need to service the organic components, you only have to empty this every three days or so.
MA: Liver looks like a 30 year drunk's I've never seen cirrhosis this bad.
FN: The cybernetic drugs do that-but it's pretty bad even for that.
MA: No sign of reproductive organs. I want to look at the other two before we go in-depth here.
FN: Just a preliminary look?
JS: Uh, can I have a minute....
MA: Subject 2 is...another cyborg, cause of death major headshot. Looks like total cranium destruction.
FN: Yeah, that's a sniper-explosive bullet maybe? Or one of those railguns?
MA: Looks like it. I'm gonna reccomend we use this as our type specimen for the arm and leg implants then, and the first one for the head. We can compare the torsos. Let's look at the third one...
JS: Oh god...*sounds of vommiting*
FN: Do it in the sink son! Hell, just step outside if you need the air. Shit, what did this?
MA: Tag says they were shot by a tank.
FN: Okay, yeah that would do it. Uh, subject is a cyborg of unknown type. Shot in the lower torso by a 152 mm shell, overpenitrated, lower legs still reasonably intact and packed with the upper torso...and the mess that some jackass scooped off the ground.
MA: I'm deploying a sonic curtain around this subject to secure for any tiberium contamination.
FN: Subject's left arm is some kind of particle beam weapon, that seems like a good idea. I'll deploy the waldos and, well, let's see how much we can find out about how this guy's put together. Seems like standard fixtures at least...
JS: Tib-Tiberium contamination? Oh fuck, I need to get a mask...
MA: I don't think he's coming back.
FN: I don't think he's coming back either. Doctor, look at this.
MA: is that all there is? There's hardly anything!
FN: More machine now, than man. Twisted, and evil.
MA: I don't need Star Wars quoted at me doctor. But you're not far wrong-uh, subject's face is gone, just cut away, and several cables connected directly to the optic and facial nerves. This is the most extreme cyberization I've ever seen, the bone is plated over...there are computer interfaces in the skull that clearly go deep into the brain.
FN: A totally new kind of cyborg, like nothing I saw during the second war. Much more elegant, and much more disturbing.
MA: I'll leave him to your tender care doctor. We have a lot of work to get through tonight.
FN: And a briefing to write up if that kid doesn't get back here.
Asistant Secretary Mikoto Arsikawa: Are we ready to begin? Doctor Neuman?
Dr. Franklin Neumann: Ready when you are Doctor Arrsikawa. I've seen this all before.
2nd Lt. James Summers: I'm uh, ready. I think. But listen, I haven't dissected anything since my virtual frog in high-school-
MA: It's fine, we'll handle the cutting. You just have to type this all up for InOps. *Bonesaw revs*
FN: Doctor, let the new guy have his nerves. You gonna do fine son, just let us oldies do our jobs and you mind yours.
JS: If you say so sir.
FN: Sir? Boy I work-
MA: I'm starting the dissection now gentlemen. Subject One is a cyborg combatant with obvious NOD affiliation. Opening the body bag now.
JS: Jesus christ.
FN: You have the lead doctor.
MA: Subject is obviously heavily damaged by rifle fire, with one wound to the gut, and several to the arms and legs. The left arm has suffered several bullet hits disabling what appears to be a weapon of some sort. The right arm is mostly intact, and has a heavy machine gun of some sort.
JS: Yeah, uh, I'll look up what that is.
MA: Let me finish, please. Left and right legs have both been hit by several machine gun rounds.
FN: They used to have blow-off joints on those legs. But they seem to have not been fitted on this model.
MA: You can work on those then, I'm going to open the chest cavity. I can't see how to remove this armor-Bonesaw makes contact with armor, 40 seconds of unholy screeching.
MA: Scalpel? Thank you-ah, we have lungs and a heart. More or less in the correct places, no sign of serious mutation. Taking samples for DNA testing. There's...something plugged into the subject's aorta.
FN: Yes, that looks like a standard CABAL vintage bio-pump. You'll find a drug reservoir in the backplate, it helps to manage the unit and administers combat drugs.
MA: The joint between the aorta and the tubing is very clean, and seems well-integrated. This is some kind of nano-surgery, do you agree doctor?
FN: I'll have to concur, but I wish they'd used that down where I'm working. These legs were cut off with a laser saw before they plugged in the cybernetics. Multiple sores and necrotic tissue areas.
MA: You're right. The arms are similar-look, they've just fitted a joint to the humerous and left it at that. This cable is grafted to a nerve here...but the nerve itself is cut off so jagged.
FN: Probably the trigger controls? Wait, shit, is that thing still loaded?
JS: I'll uh, check that. No, no, they've uh, removed the ammo supply. Though man, how did this guy reload with no thumbs?
MA: I'm more interested in how he ate with no jaw.
JS: JESUS, lady, don't just start-oh, god.
MA: Subcutaneous armorweave layer inside the body cavity-looks like it was stapled in place. Organs are...gone.
FN: Yeah, this is more classic cyborg guts. Filler port here for the pseudo-intestines. Not really a proper gut, no anus, but the food they give them has nothing but glucose and digestible peptides.
MA: Lovely, truly. The kidneys look...normal but the urine feeds into this...device.
FN: Cyborg tri-kidney, it turns urea into uric acid, like a bird, and re-injects even more water into the bloodstream. Again, it reduces the need to service the organic components, you only have to empty this every three days or so.
MA: Liver looks like a 30 year drunk's I've never seen cirrhosis this bad.
FN: The cybernetic drugs do that-but it's pretty bad even for that.
MA: No sign of reproductive organs. I want to look at the other two before we go in-depth here.
FN: Just a preliminary look?
JS: Uh, can I have a minute....
MA: Subject 2 is...another cyborg, cause of death major headshot. Looks like total cranium destruction.
FN: Yeah, that's a sniper-explosive bullet maybe? Or one of those railguns?
MA: Looks like it. I'm gonna reccomend we use this as our type specimen for the arm and leg implants then, and the first one for the head. We can compare the torsos. Let's look at the third one...
JS: Oh god...*sounds of vommiting*
FN: Do it in the sink son! Hell, just step outside if you need the air. Shit, what did this?
MA: Tag says they were shot by a tank.
FN: Okay, yeah that would do it. Uh, subject is a cyborg of unknown type. Shot in the lower torso by a 152 mm shell, overpenitrated, lower legs still reasonably intact and packed with the upper torso...and the mess that some jackass scooped off the ground.
MA: I'm deploying a sonic curtain around this subject to secure for any tiberium contamination.
FN: Subject's left arm is some kind of particle beam weapon, that seems like a good idea. I'll deploy the waldos and, well, let's see how much we can find out about how this guy's put together. Seems like standard fixtures at least...
JS: Tib-Tiberium contamination? Oh fuck, I need to get a mask...
MA: I don't think he's coming back.
FN: I don't think he's coming back either. Doctor, look at this.
MA: is that all there is? There's hardly anything!
FN: More machine now, than man. Twisted, and evil.
MA: I don't need Star Wars quoted at me doctor. But you're not far wrong-uh, subject's face is gone, just cut away, and several cables connected directly to the optic and facial nerves. This is the most extreme cyberization I've ever seen, the bone is plated over...there are computer interfaces in the skull that clearly go deep into the brain.
FN: A totally new kind of cyborg, like nothing I saw during the second war. Much more elegant, and much more disturbing.
MA: I'll leave him to your tender care doctor. We have a lot of work to get through tonight.
FN: And a briefing to write up if that kid doesn't get back here.