Prototype King, be an abomination against nature!
Jurassic Park: Prototype King
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Sneaky Frog Dino Thing
- Location
- USA
We have a frog tongue don't we.
We are going to be such a horror show if we want.
A mid sized dino goes to get a drink from the river. There's a pile of rocks partially submerged near by. They waver oddly if you look close at them but with the running water it doesn't notice. It's head dips down and it begins to drink.
Suddenly a long pink tongue lashes out around the dinos neck. It tries to pull back but is over balanced and falls down the bank into the water. The rocks rear up and shimmer revealing a enormous T Rex like shape with a spiny fin running down its back.
The dino tries to regain its footing but with the muck and silt its dragged deeper into the river by the tongue.
With a final strong yank the tongue disengages and the dino flops over in the water trying to thrash its way back to shore.
It's too late. A enormous webbed foot with razor sharp claws smashes into the dinos side, crushing it down beneath the water and into the riverbed.
The T Rex like dino calmly stands in the river, the water splashing and foaming around it. After a few minutes the water stills and it dips its head down and pulls up the drowned dino. It drags its prey to its waterfall cave home where it can eat in peace, sheltered from the tropical heat.
The river slowly washes away any trace of the brief conflict, leaving only a slightly disturbed bank as the only evidence.
A few days later the pile of rocks reappears in the rivers shallows. Basking in the sun as the water slowly flows around it.
We are going to be such a horror show if we want.
A mid sized dino goes to get a drink from the river. There's a pile of rocks partially submerged near by. They waver oddly if you look close at them but with the running water it doesn't notice. It's head dips down and it begins to drink.
Suddenly a long pink tongue lashes out around the dinos neck. It tries to pull back but is over balanced and falls down the bank into the water. The rocks rear up and shimmer revealing a enormous T Rex like shape with a spiny fin running down its back.
The dino tries to regain its footing but with the muck and silt its dragged deeper into the river by the tongue.
With a final strong yank the tongue disengages and the dino flops over in the water trying to thrash its way back to shore.
It's too late. A enormous webbed foot with razor sharp claws smashes into the dinos side, crushing it down beneath the water and into the riverbed.
The T Rex like dino calmly stands in the river, the water splashing and foaming around it. After a few minutes the water stills and it dips its head down and pulls up the drowned dino. It drags its prey to its waterfall cave home where it can eat in peace, sheltered from the tropical heat.
The river slowly washes away any trace of the brief conflict, leaving only a slightly disturbed bank as the only evidence.
A few days later the pile of rocks reappears in the rivers shallows. Basking in the sun as the water slowly flows around it.
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Another Sneaky Frog Thing
Again, you're latched onto the 'pile of rocks' idea when the active camo means no one is going to be seeing anything, not even a 'pile of rocks'.
Try this instead:
A mid sized dino goes to get a drink from the river. It's a peaceful day out, no one is around. The dinosaur dips her head dips down and begins to drink.
Suddenly, a long pink tongue lashes out from the water and wraps around the dinos neck. She tries to pull back but is over balanced and falls down the bank into the water. A shimmering from the water reveals an enormous T-Rex like shape with a large spiny fin on her back.
The dino tries to regain her footing but with the muck and silt is dragged deeper into the river by the tongue.
With a final strong yank the tongue disengages and the dino flops over in the water trying to thrash her way back to shore.
It's too late though. A enormous webbed foot with razor sharp claws smashes into the dinos side, crushing her down beneath the water and into the riverbed.
The T Rex like dino calmly stands in the river, the water splashing and foaming around it. After a few minutes the water stills and she dips her head under the water and pulls up the drowned dino. She drags her prey to the waterfall cave where she's made her home to eat in peace, sheltered from the tropical heat.
The river slowly washes away any trace of the brief conflict, leaving only a slightly disturbed bank as the only evidence.
A few days later, a mid-sized dino goes to drink from the water.
It's a peaceful day out.
No one is around.
The dinosaur dips her head dips down and begins to drink...
Leroy Jenkins!
- Location
- Anchorage, Alaska
you do realize what this means yes?
i hope your ready...
Hammond was...in many cases a easy going person, filled with wonder and excitement of the natural world. He alwasy looked for the dream of his childhood, of creating a park! not just any park, but akin to the wild life refuge's, and not with just any animal. He wanted Dinosaurs, while the name had been a childish thing before more modern science had told otherwise, it was a theme that simply just stuck to the park itself over the islands of five deaths. He hoped that the main island would be the theme for the main park, with the secondary island for more...natural...wild-life preservation as well as back-up dinosaurs just in case of a situation. The other three islands had been planned for other periods to introduce more creatures from the ancient past...yes unfortunately that was in the future.
Right now he was dealing with the present...and with Dr. Wu uncomfterable looking both exhausted and unamused as himself.
"Now Dr. Wu, can you explain to me this recording we have?" Hammond sighed out as he pointed to the nearest recorded camera showing members of Wu's team not only figuring out the two newest and possibly largest hybrids on the island can not only mimic sounds, but also disturbingly can understand both speech and patterns...to similar to a human.
"Sir, i can safely say this...i have no idea what has happened. Only that someone tampered with the samples-" Wu began to try to explain for the third time before hammond started sputtering from his quick drink.
"T-T-TAMPERED?!?" Hammond said with a raised voice looking both bewildered and some parts horrified.
"Yes sir, tampered...we found not only parrot DNA in the genetic samples...but also..." here Wu was hesitating...Wu never hesitated.
"Whats the damage Wu." Hammond groaned as he rubbed his hands into his head.
"Human DNa." Was all that needed to be said...for a few minutes hammond tried to understand the madness that the science team must be doing, just WHY they would add such a thing to a already dangerous product.
"And the size issue?" Hammond whispered out with a sullen look on his face.
"We beleive the larger specimen one named Azula to be the size of Rexy when fully adult...maybe even Spinosaur Sample 01 if not slightly larger." Wu stated calmly as he could while straining his work gloves taunt.
"We put in the safeties for a reason." Hammond whispered out before exploding in a small fit of fury to shove items off his desk while trying to work out WHY such a terrible thing was done.
"At least the two specimens are...behaved...compared to what could have been. From previous sessions with other hybrid dinosaurs the larger Specimen has demonstrated both Domination instincts and a sense of both curiosity and possibly familial behavior. Much more then what we could expect from even other species." Wu began to explain while Hammond kept trying to desperately figure things out, two of these beasts shouldnt have been born, yet was needed to push the parks capacilities to create the recent hybridized dinosaurs...until they gathered enough genetic sequences from both amber fossils and the extremly rare true preserved mineral fossils without too much damage the park would have to rely on genetic engineering before they could truly bring back the ancient creatures of the past.
"However there is one more thing..." Wu continued when hammond awoke from his inner thoughts, it seemed he allowed time and Wu to keep talking and fly on by...
"We believe both specimen 01 and 02 to be...slightly stable...as in higher mutation chances...and with the recent discovery of jelly-fish DNA as well as their regenerative factors...we believe they may one day to evolve past what known science has concluded..." Wu finished with both a look of awe and concern on his face.
That was good, he understood the dangers of such a creature...
"Can they replicate or breed?" Hammond asked out loud with a sharp look at Wu who looked slightly offended but understanding.
"No, we made sure the specimens were sterile this time around, and even if they were there isn't a male on the island that could do so under your orders sir." Wu replied with his back to usual arrogant look.
"Good, that's good...now tell me about the this Troodon section..." Hammond grumbled out as he went from one head-ache to another...
all the while in the background the scene continued to play out as crazy scientists tried to get the dinosaurs to start swearing in multiple languages, and in small bets try to get them to say what was the decades "memetic" battle cries.
Right now he was dealing with the present...and with Dr. Wu uncomfterable looking both exhausted and unamused as himself.
"Now Dr. Wu, can you explain to me this recording we have?" Hammond sighed out as he pointed to the nearest recorded camera showing members of Wu's team not only figuring out the two newest and possibly largest hybrids on the island can not only mimic sounds, but also disturbingly can understand both speech and patterns...to similar to a human.
"Sir, i can safely say this...i have no idea what has happened. Only that someone tampered with the samples-" Wu began to try to explain for the third time before hammond started sputtering from his quick drink.
"T-T-TAMPERED?!?" Hammond said with a raised voice looking both bewildered and some parts horrified.
"Yes sir, tampered...we found not only parrot DNA in the genetic samples...but also..." here Wu was hesitating...Wu never hesitated.
"Whats the damage Wu." Hammond groaned as he rubbed his hands into his head.
"Human DNa." Was all that needed to be said...for a few minutes hammond tried to understand the madness that the science team must be doing, just WHY they would add such a thing to a already dangerous product.
"And the size issue?" Hammond whispered out with a sullen look on his face.
"We beleive the larger specimen one named Azula to be the size of Rexy when fully adult...maybe even Spinosaur Sample 01 if not slightly larger." Wu stated calmly as he could while straining his work gloves taunt.
"We put in the safeties for a reason." Hammond whispered out before exploding in a small fit of fury to shove items off his desk while trying to work out WHY such a terrible thing was done.
"At least the two specimens are...behaved...compared to what could have been. From previous sessions with other hybrid dinosaurs the larger Specimen has demonstrated both Domination instincts and a sense of both curiosity and possibly familial behavior. Much more then what we could expect from even other species." Wu began to explain while Hammond kept trying to desperately figure things out, two of these beasts shouldnt have been born, yet was needed to push the parks capacilities to create the recent hybridized dinosaurs...until they gathered enough genetic sequences from both amber fossils and the extremly rare true preserved mineral fossils without too much damage the park would have to rely on genetic engineering before they could truly bring back the ancient creatures of the past.
"However there is one more thing..." Wu continued when hammond awoke from his inner thoughts, it seemed he allowed time and Wu to keep talking and fly on by...
"We believe both specimen 01 and 02 to be...slightly stable...as in higher mutation chances...and with the recent discovery of jelly-fish DNA as well as their regenerative factors...we believe they may one day to evolve past what known science has concluded..." Wu finished with both a look of awe and concern on his face.
That was good, he understood the dangers of such a creature...
"Can they replicate or breed?" Hammond asked out loud with a sharp look at Wu who looked slightly offended but understanding.
"No, we made sure the specimens were sterile this time around, and even if they were there isn't a male on the island that could do so under your orders sir." Wu replied with his back to usual arrogant look.
"Good, that's good...now tell me about the this Troodon section..." Hammond grumbled out as he went from one head-ache to another...
all the while in the background the scene continued to play out as crazy scientists tried to get the dinosaurs to start swearing in multiple languages, and in small bets try to get them to say what was the decades "memetic" battle cries.
yes i went there...imagine Azula screaming LEORY JENKINS as a battle cry as it charges rexy or the spino for a super predator fight.
How the Park Rangers Got Adopted...
- Location
- Anchorage, Alaska
How the Park Rangers Got Adopted...
Robert Muldoon frowned as he looked at the large and very much exposed cage for the Raptor Specimen...it was nearly nightfall and the creature (he refused to say it was anything but), was eyeing the keepers AND the equipment way to closely these last few hours. Especially after the near mauling of its keeper from its original enclosure, the creature had proven to be unfit for display by anything but the smallest and most secure part of the facility...the problem was while the regular ones could be contained with great effort. The Big One was simply too dangerous for that, already everyone was getting ready to put the beast into its pen when it began eyeing the back of its transport...
He Narrowed his eyes ignoring the swaying of the trees around the area, focused primairly on the Creature as it intellgently eyed the Cage and the humans walking on top of it. Already he was wishing he could destroy the beast, allot of the other predators were just simply too dangerous in his opinion for such a open park without any real knowledge on how they interacted in the wild, fossils could only tell so much these days. He grit his teeth in remembrance of Hammonds insistance on not destroy the Raptor as well as Dr. Wu and who the park rangers have called "That Bitch" for the Troodon incident.
Something that small should not have such a dangerous venom...or put a man in the ICU for brain-damage...he just hoped things would be better this time around. Then the operation began as the men began to move quickly to get the Raptor within its cage...the beast began to sniff and hiss as it got ready to do...something...and it wasnt facing the way into the enclosure...then he noticed someone on the roof...
Two and Two were put together, and the man and raptor made the realization...
"SHOOT IT NOW!" Robert called out as the raptor screamed and rammed the cage so it went backwards, causing the poor bastard to fall from it near the front of the cage. He then sprang into action to get the poor bastards arm and keep him from being pulled fully into the pen as the man began screaming as the raptor took pleasure in mauling him...it wasnt even going for kill-shots, more of pain and torment. Robert was thankful that the keepers reacted so quickly, but electric rods and tranq darts werent doing anything for the poor man he called out for them to shoot it in desperation.
Then the raptor stopped as he managed to pull the man out...something was coming as he pulled the half mauled man out of the opening as the raptor turned its attention even as it hissed at the keepers and screamed at them madly...thunderous steps...
Robert to his dying day as well as the poor bastard would forever be grateful to the time when the twin hyrbids took a liking to the park rangers, especially the time when they broke out of the lab and the scientists found the two siblings nestled within the park ranger's quarters on isle sorna. he wasnt sure how two near teenage hybrid Spino-Rex's managed to sneak ashore of Isle Nubla, but he would praise god in heaven when the Azula appeared in pixels mid stride as it roared a challenge and rammed the cage pushing it back. Thankfully the rangers had common sense to get away, while the raptor charged out of the cage once it got over the stumbling.
right at the Larger spino-rex...that didnt move but almost seemed "smug" if the term could be correct. The Robert took the time to make sure the Moaning man got the help he needed while he shouldered a nearby rifle...however he didn't shoot. Because if One of the Hybrids was near...then the other...
At that instant he thought and the raptor was half-way in the air screeching like a damn banshee it was plucked out of place and rammed downwards by a terrifying force as the second smaller sibling Spino-Rex took the oppurinity to ambush the Big One mid-air. While the Raptor struggled in the grip of a hungry Spino-Rex the Larger of the two merely grabbed the front end, and with a pluck the smaller took the back end...and then pulled the raptor apart and began to eat it.
already the rangers were nervous and high-stress, it took several commands to keep the rookies from trying to shoot tranq's at the two large siblings...not that anything less the elephant tranquilizers would make them any less sleepy. Once the raptor was fully eaten the two Hybrids began to look over the rangers, and once the found the poor bastard that was half mauled they began to huff and rumble, and began to try and clean him up while staying near him.
He was never more thankful to whatever idoit put whatever the hell they did in the two Spino-Rex's that caused them to decide that humans were not on the menu...though they were very much capable of doing so, they seemed to act almost like dolphins and orca's at times, though he would have to find a way to get poor bastard to the medical facilities. Convincing the two siblings that this was needed for his health will be difficult...but thankfully he knew a few tricks in handling these two hand-fulls over the years which definetly helped with the Spino and Rex's on the islands...
A Simple Proposition
A Simple Proposition
Ms. Lang was unusually nervous when John Hammond arrived at the office.
"Good morning, Mr. Hammond." She said. "Your 11 o'clock appointment is here."
Hammond looked at his secretary with concern.
"11 o'clock?" He asked. "I don't recall having an appointment at 11 o'clock."
"He's waiting in your office." Ms. Lang replied. She spoke with an overwhelmingly uneasy tension, as if she was terrified of getting in trouble with someone.
Hammond asked no more questions, opening the doors to his office and stepping inside. A man promptly rose from one of the chairs. He was a sharply dressed man in a pristine yet understated military uniform, topped by a pair of sunglasses that Hammond couldn't help but suspect were present to help create an air of intimidation.
"Mr. Hammond." The officer said with a cool but polite voice. "Colonel Weaving, Department of Defense."
"I don't care who you are." Hammond replied, holding his calm. "I'll kindly ask you to leave the building immediately, or else I'll have to call security."
"Let's not make this messy, shall we?" Weaving asked. "I'm just here on behalf of the D-o-D to offer InGen a simple proposition."
"The answer's 'no'." Hammond said without a moments hesitation.
"You haven't even heard what I have to say." Weaving said.
"I don't care." Hammond replied. "Answer's still 'no'."
"All I want is a moment of your time to discuss 'Azula'."
The name drop was practically a bomb, in its own way. Hammond looked at Weaving with a concerned glare.
"Why should that name mean anything to me?" Hammond asked.
"Please, Mr. Hammond." Weaving said. "Don't play dumb. It doesn't suit you."
"How do you know about Azula?" Hammond asked.
"We're the United States Government, Mr. Hammond." Weaving said with a glare that came just shy of sinister. "We know everything."
Still glaring at Colonel Weaving, John Hammond walked to his desk and sat down.
"You have five minutes before I have security escort you from the building." Hammond said.
"Animals have long been a staple of warfare." Weaving began. "Horses, dogs, we've even trained dolphins. Azula, however, she represents something else entirely. We believe she may represent the foundation for a new evolution in warfare."
"Her raw potential is incredible. Resilient, deadly, the ability to communicate, intelligent enough to be properly trained. About the only thing she's lacking is the ability to hold a gun."
"Mr. Hammond, we want to commission InGen to continue its work into these hybrids and give us a version of Azula that is more refined, can be mass produced, and…smaller. A more manageable size. We would of course provide the funding to continue the line of research that produced the first Azula, which I'm sure would benefit InGen's research beyond this one specimen. More importantly, if you could deliver what we're looking for, InGen would find itself in a very lucrative position indeed."
The smile that stretched across Colonel Weaving's face struck Hammond as particularly sinister. Even beyond his misgivings about what the man was proposing, his very presence left Hammond in a very uneasy state.
"The answer's still 'no'." Hammond said. "I've no interest in dirtying InGen's hands with weapons contracts. Our genetics research is supposed to improve the world, not spread death."
"Your idealism is commendable." Colonel Weaving said, his face turning cool and emotionless. "I wonder if your shareholders share your naive sentiments."
"How I run my company is none of your concern." Hammond said, his own words a chilling match for Weaving's.
Weaving reached into his coat and pulled out a business card, which he held up for display.
"I realize that we can come off as…intimidating." Weaving said. "It can give people the wrong impression, make them apprehensive about working with us."
Weaving placed the card on Hammond's desk.
"Take a few days, think it over." Weaving said. "Call us when you're ready to change your mind."
Weaving turned and moved for the door, stopping just before he left the room.
"Word of advice, Mr. Hammond." Weaving said, glancing back in Hammond's direction. "You would be well advised to remember that one way or another, Uncle Sam always gets what he wants."
Weaving flashed another sinister smile, then left the room.
Even gone, the chill of the Colonel's presence still lingered within InGen's headquarters.
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Love is Warmth beyond any Heat
TheOmnimercurial
Dragon Bard
- Location
- UK
Omake.
Light is Life~
Love is Warmth beyond any Heat~
Curled up with Morada the sound of the "Two Legs" in the near yet far began to fade, their strange mouth noises blurring together, making other sounds come to be noticed.
Her heart beats in a rythmn you know deep in your bones, it's flavour of vibration and sound thudding calmingly through the shared physical contact.
The warmth of two lives embracing in comfort is a peaceful feeling, two heartbeats that communicate via touch and air, even in water you feel her heart when not touching.
The light shines in and around our territory, sparking and glinting against water, scales and the strange see through materials nearby.
The water makes it's own song when heard flowing, a rythmn different to my or Morada's heart, our bond and sounds merging with the sounds of Water, the "Two Legs" and their strange activities.
More sounds are gradually added to the background sussurrations, chimes of shiny rock that the "Two Legs" call "Metal" as they move about and use their strange toys nearby.
I listen to the flow of water, the metal tinging, chiming and shaking with deeper sounds that resonate longer and more loudly.
I begin to move my mouth as the sounds echo and interact with each other, soon beginning to try to copy them, my own attempts added to the existing vibrations in the ground, the air and water, all the while my heart and Morada's heart are felt at the core of all of it.
I start to rearrange the order of sounds that carry, a pattern of sounds being formed that I feel thrumming both within and without my body as well as that of Morada's smaller frame.
She is awake now watching me with a focused gaze as I emit sounds in patterns that interact, intersect and resonate with the ambience, more "Two Legs" gathering slowly nearby as I ignore them focused on the weaving of sounds and patterns of sound blending together.
The "Two Legs" have quietened, many sitting down or leaning on things nearby as my and Morada's Hearts beat together at the core of this Story I weave from Sound.
My Love expressed even as I describe my Curiousity and Wonder in a Melody to share with Morada, telling her clearly without any "Two Leg" words that my Heart Beats for her always....
She is the Sun itself to me, giving light and love that makes things interesting, I want to share it all with her, so I continue this story via sound beats, pulses, vibrations and chirps, ensuring she will never doubt it.
The World holds many Treasures to explore, poke and play with, but only with Morada by me sharing in it with me!
My Sound Waves and Pulses build up in complexity and feelings, making the "Two Legs" seem to sway in rythmn to my sounds, some slapping hands against legs, nodding their heads or humming along to my sounds.
All the while I look at Morada and emit my feelings for her, as I bask in the feel of her own gaze and sounds.....
Light is Life~
Love is Warmth beyond any Heat~
Curled up with Morada the sound of the "Two Legs" in the near yet far began to fade, their strange mouth noises blurring together, making other sounds come to be noticed.
Her heart beats in a rythmn you know deep in your bones, it's flavour of vibration and sound thudding calmingly through the shared physical contact.
The warmth of two lives embracing in comfort is a peaceful feeling, two heartbeats that communicate via touch and air, even in water you feel her heart when not touching.
The light shines in and around our territory, sparking and glinting against water, scales and the strange see through materials nearby.
The water makes it's own song when heard flowing, a rythmn different to my or Morada's heart, our bond and sounds merging with the sounds of Water, the "Two Legs" and their strange activities.
More sounds are gradually added to the background sussurrations, chimes of shiny rock that the "Two Legs" call "Metal" as they move about and use their strange toys nearby.
I listen to the flow of water, the metal tinging, chiming and shaking with deeper sounds that resonate longer and more loudly.
I begin to move my mouth as the sounds echo and interact with each other, soon beginning to try to copy them, my own attempts added to the existing vibrations in the ground, the air and water, all the while my heart and Morada's heart are felt at the core of all of it.
I start to rearrange the order of sounds that carry, a pattern of sounds being formed that I feel thrumming both within and without my body as well as that of Morada's smaller frame.
She is awake now watching me with a focused gaze as I emit sounds in patterns that interact, intersect and resonate with the ambience, more "Two Legs" gathering slowly nearby as I ignore them focused on the weaving of sounds and patterns of sound blending together.
The "Two Legs" have quietened, many sitting down or leaning on things nearby as my and Morada's Hearts beat together at the core of this Story I weave from Sound.
My Love expressed even as I describe my Curiousity and Wonder in a Melody to share with Morada, telling her clearly without any "Two Leg" words that my Heart Beats for her always....
She is the Sun itself to me, giving light and love that makes things interesting, I want to share it all with her, so I continue this story via sound beats, pulses, vibrations and chirps, ensuring she will never doubt it.
The World holds many Treasures to explore, poke and play with, but only with Morada by me sharing in it with me!
My Sound Waves and Pulses build up in complexity and feelings, making the "Two Legs" seem to sway in rythmn to my sounds, some slapping hands against legs, nodding their heads or humming along to my sounds.
All the while I look at Morada and emit my feelings for her, as I bask in the feel of her own gaze and sounds.....
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Sparkle Power Activate
Vault166
Demonic Giggling Crow (Wants the Shiny!)
- Location
- The Vault Of Crows
I had a thought and it amused me so here is non canon omake.
The scene was tense enough to cut with a knife.
Thirty men all dressed in the latest military gear, and ready to win a war moving into position through the jungle. Each action slow and measured as they moved like stalking panthers.
The second the target was in sight helicopters were called in, arriving in minutes as green laser sights all pointed at the objective.
Their arrival was announced with spotlights burning away the night, lighting up the jungle in perfect clarity. The target however simply blinked curiously as it observed them all, unbothered by the sudden brightness.
It's black scales seamed to absorb the light, it's blue accents almost glowing against the ominous black. The target just didn't seem to care about them, more curious about their laser sight then anything.
A command to fire crackled out of the radio, thirty highly trained soldiers began to squeeze their triggers.
Then everything went to hell.
The target, once near light absorbing black shivered as suddenly it's scales turned to nearly every color of the rainbow. Beams of light from the spotlights, bounced off it's scales in flares of Multicolored blinding light.
In seconds almost every soldier was down, their guns shooting bursts of very unfriendly fire. The helicopters spun in a set of downward spirals, too blinded by the light to even try to regain control.
Soon the jungle was silent again, the only sound burning wreckage, and sobbing wounded as the target finally made to move.
Only to walk away with a confused huff, It's scales shivering back to thier normal colors as it walked away. Stupid two legs didn't know how to appreciate art.
The scene was tense enough to cut with a knife.
Thirty men all dressed in the latest military gear, and ready to win a war moving into position through the jungle. Each action slow and measured as they moved like stalking panthers.
The second the target was in sight helicopters were called in, arriving in minutes as green laser sights all pointed at the objective.
Their arrival was announced with spotlights burning away the night, lighting up the jungle in perfect clarity. The target however simply blinked curiously as it observed them all, unbothered by the sudden brightness.
It's black scales seamed to absorb the light, it's blue accents almost glowing against the ominous black. The target just didn't seem to care about them, more curious about their laser sight then anything.
A command to fire crackled out of the radio, thirty highly trained soldiers began to squeeze their triggers.
Then everything went to hell.
The target, once near light absorbing black shivered as suddenly it's scales turned to nearly every color of the rainbow. Beams of light from the spotlights, bounced off it's scales in flares of Multicolored blinding light.
In seconds almost every soldier was down, their guns shooting bursts of very unfriendly fire. The helicopters spun in a set of downward spirals, too blinded by the light to even try to regain control.
Soon the jungle was silent again, the only sound burning wreckage, and sobbing wounded as the target finally made to move.
Only to walk away with a confused huff, It's scales shivering back to thier normal colors as it walked away. Stupid two legs didn't know how to appreciate art.
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The Dinosaur Hunter
The Dinosaur Hunter
The camera opens on a scene of the sky, the sounds of the ocean already cluing the audience on in where they are. The Camera then pans down to the scene of a very excitable Australian riding on a boat.
"G'day! I'm Steve Irwin! Today, I'm taking you on a very special journey as we venture behind the scenes at Jurassic Park!"
Steve motions to the side, and the camera shifts to show Isla Nublar. Steve moves just enough to remain on camera.
"Thanks to the magic of cloning, the people of InGen have brought dinosaurs back to life! These are real living, breathing beasties that are walking the Earth again after millions of years! But that also means we haven't had much time to study them yet, so we know very little about them. What we do know is that they are extremely dangerous, so I'm going to have to be extra careful. If I let my guard down even for a moment, they could end me in an instant!"
"Now let's go take a look!"
...fast forward though several scenes...
The camera shows Steve driving a jeep.
"We've seen a lot of amazing creatures today, but we've saved the best for last! I'm about to show you a very special girl. Her name is Azula, and there's no animal on Earth near as unique as her. She was specially made as a one-of-a-kind animal, and you might be surprised to learn that she's near well as intelligent as a human! Now you at home probably won't ever get a chance to do what I'm about to, but I best warn you all the same to never attempt what I'm about to at home. Azula is not a pet, she's a wild animal, and as dangerous as they come."
The camera cuts to the jeep coming to a stop and Steve getting out. The camera then cuts to Steve walking at a distance near a forested area.
"As we approach, we've got to keep our eyes open. Azula's a shy girl, and she can make herself disappear! That means she could be anywhere! If we want to be sure to find her, we've got pay attention to our surroundings. Everything around us is a clue to where she might be hiding!"
The trees start shaking unnaturally, and a low rumble of footsteps approach. Steve stops moving and turns to the camera with an excited look on his face.
"You hear that! Sounds like she's coming this way! Let's be quiet and watch her approach!"
Steve turns to the trees and crouches, watching where the disturbance is happening. Then, the trees move in a most unnatrual fashion. Steve turns back to the camera and does a performance whisper.
"There she is!"
Steven puts his finger in front of his mouth and gives a 'shhh' before turning back to the trees. A few more rumbling footsteps, than a massive beast of black and blue appears practically out of thin air. It looks terrifying, like it could kill Steve at any moment, but remains shockingly calm. That Steve is unmoved by the beast's presence is practically unbelievable.
"There she is!" Steve 'whispers' with a glance to the camera. "It's Azula! Ain't she a beauty?"
Steve looks back up at Azula, who looks down at him as if she's examining him. Then, she opens her mouth and does perhaps the most unexpected of things - she speaks.
"It's Azula! Ain't she a beauty?"
Steve slowly stands up, then lifts his hand up. There's a clear 'awe' on display.
"Yeah, that's right!"
Azula continue to observe Steve, then slowly reaches down, gently pressing her nose against Steve's upwardly stretched hand. Gently, Steve rubs his hand against Azula's nose, effectively 'petting' her.
"See? Azula may look terrifying. But deep down, she's just a big softy."
Steve continues to gently 'pet' Azula's nose and glances back to the camera.
"I can not stress this enough, though. You do not want to try this at home. Azula truly is as dangerous as she looks, and if I didn't treat her with the utmost of respect, this encounter would be ending a lot more unfortunately."
Azula wasn't quite sure what to make of the two-legs. He displayed an unexpected courage - when most two-legs went running and tried to stay as far away from her as possible, he had the brazen idea that it was safe to approach her.
Yet, unlike most creatures that had the courage to approach her so, he did so without any violent intent. He was...friendly. He came without any intent to harm. He openly recognized her power and bowed to it.
Azula wasn't quite sure what to make of the two-legs, but she knew what she thought of him. She found him entertaining.
More importantly, Azula liked him.
Omake: "What are you?"
- Location
- Somewhere Beyond the Sea
Really liking this quest so far, it's definitely one of the more unique ones I've found and I figured I may as well write an omake for this.
Omake: "What are you?"
There was something wrong with Project Chimera.
Oh sure, everyone knew that by now, the largest and most infamous - Azula, was by far the most radical example of genetic engineering that Conrad ever seen, before that point, the limits of their work began and ended with splicing tree frog material into the incomplete genome, the twins were simply concieved as the next logical step.
In Conrad's opinion? Project Chimera was a... learning experience, a stress test in seeing how far they could take the methods and technology of the time, unlike Mr Hammond, he was not in Project Chimera to create a theme park attraction ("More Teeth", hah! The T.Rex had plenty enough as is), but to learn how to further refine their gene-editing techniques.
And, well... they learned, alright.
The Allotops hybrid was, to put it bluntly, a mess, it's a small miracle it even lived long enough to heave itself out of its egg! Multiple organ failures, bleeding in the brain, repetitive and involuntary actions (read: "Banging its head repeatedly against the wall"), a completely non-functioning stomach, it was practically a walking corpse by the time it finally died, and the tumours within its cadaver were numerous, entire clusters of them had been found on almost every organ and removed for study (along with the organs themselves)
And yet... it had still lived? More than that, it seemed to have been perfectly healthy only a few months ago, no signs of cancerous growths, a typical diet, healthy caloric intake, even its stool samples came back with no sign of the degeneration that eventually killed it.
Conrad sighed, feeling that everpresent twinge of aching pain in chest, whether that be of stress, one too many sodas or the tropical air, he didn't know, and frankly, it was irrelevant.
As he pulled out yet another sample of the failed Allotops Chimera, (which had been taken only a few hours after its scuffle with the 'Azula' Chimera), Conrad got to work on preparing it for analysis, bitterly whispering curses towards the inconsistent mess of an operating system.
Of course each sample would take five minutes per analysis...
As soon as the results came back and he parsed through the sequenced genome, Conrad paused, and double checked it- triple-checked the results.
Pulling open the results of the Allotops autopsy and the records taken of its genome, Conrad's eyes widened as he processed the data, comparing the samples once, then twice, again.
"What the... no, this can't be right." Conrad breathed out in disbelief as he glanced towards the sample.
In just a few hours, (quite literally the time between breakfast and lunch) the first signs of cancerous growths had been detected in the samples, small tumours had already begun forming (no less than only a handful of cells per tumour, but even that should've been detected by the Allotops immune system) within the sample and he-
Wait.
The Allotops had wounded Azula during the incident only a few hours before this sample...
Conrad felt that same ache in his chest, reminding him all too well of the blood in his caffeine system, and he blanched.
What if...
What the Azula Chimera's blood had caused this?
But the Chimera was fine! Perfectly healthy and surprisignly stable for a mishmash of differing species (although that parrot DNA had given it an almost uncanny ability to speak and learn), and it- she showed no signs of the degenerative effects like the Allotops, even her sibling was somewhat healthy (at least as far as HE knew) and they had been so for almost a year now!
But then... what if that was the reason why?
The Allotops must've... ended up with some of the Hybrid's blood spilled onto it during the scuffle, and there may very well have been a chance that the degeneration Conrad has observed was not some flaw in the creature's design, not some error encoded into its genome, but a symptom of something else?
Slowly, Conrad inched away from the sample, his hand already reaching all the way back into his sample drawer, he pulled out three more, one being a vial containing some Tyrannosaurus blood (sourced from one 'Rexy') another, some scale samples (again, 'Rexy's name was marked onto the side of this sample container) and finally, a sample of the Azula Chimera's blood.
Wu may have confiscated most of the samples, but Conrad was secretly thankful that he had... unwittingly forgotten this one, barely a pipette's worth of blood and almost as old as the Allotops sample.
This was not sanctioned, this probably wasn't even legal, but he needed to know.
Donning a second pair of gloves, Conrad gingerly removed the Allotops sample, storing it for later examination and handling the container as if it might have been infectious, but as soon as he did so, he took out a small strip of Tyrannosaurus skin with a pair of tweezers and placed it down on his workspace, his hands almost shivered as he touched the Azula-Chimera's blood sample, his fingers clenching around the vial as he dipped a pipette into the blood, letting it drink of its contents as he did so.
Then, he hovered it over the T.Rex sample, and gently squeezed his finger and thumb together.
*Drip.*
Once the drop had made contact with the skin sample, Conrad held his breath as he watched the crimson bead pool on the thin sample, placing the pipette into the vial from whence it came.
For almost half an hour, well past closing time and well into the night, Conrad watched the sample like a hawk, and slowly, it dried.
Were it any other time, he would've laughed at the spectacle of literally watching blood dry, but here, now? He couldn't afford to take his eyes off the sample.
After forty-five minutes (exactly the amount of time after the Allotops had been exposed to the blood), he prepped it for analysis, following every single biohazard rule his long years of work had drilled into him, and when it finally showed the fruits of his labour?
Tumours, small clusters, only a few cells each, perfectly identical to the Allotops sample in almost every way,
Conrad could only stare at the degenerating strip of T.Rex skin, and the chain-reaction already unfolding within it.
"What on God's green Earth did you make, Wu?"
Sorry if any details are wrong or inconsistent by the way.
Omake: "What are you?"
There was something wrong with Project Chimera.
Oh sure, everyone knew that by now, the largest and most infamous - Azula, was by far the most radical example of genetic engineering that Conrad ever seen, before that point, the limits of their work began and ended with splicing tree frog material into the incomplete genome, the twins were simply concieved as the next logical step.
In Conrad's opinion? Project Chimera was a... learning experience, a stress test in seeing how far they could take the methods and technology of the time, unlike Mr Hammond, he was not in Project Chimera to create a theme park attraction ("More Teeth", hah! The T.Rex had plenty enough as is), but to learn how to further refine their gene-editing techniques.
And, well... they learned, alright.
The Allotops hybrid was, to put it bluntly, a mess, it's a small miracle it even lived long enough to heave itself out of its egg! Multiple organ failures, bleeding in the brain, repetitive and involuntary actions (read: "Banging its head repeatedly against the wall"), a completely non-functioning stomach, it was practically a walking corpse by the time it finally died, and the tumours within its cadaver were numerous, entire clusters of them had been found on almost every organ and removed for study (along with the organs themselves)
And yet... it had still lived? More than that, it seemed to have been perfectly healthy only a few months ago, no signs of cancerous growths, a typical diet, healthy caloric intake, even its stool samples came back with no sign of the degeneration that eventually killed it.
Conrad sighed, feeling that everpresent twinge of aching pain in chest, whether that be of stress, one too many sodas or the tropical air, he didn't know, and frankly, it was irrelevant.
As he pulled out yet another sample of the failed Allotops Chimera, (which had been taken only a few hours after its scuffle with the 'Azula' Chimera), Conrad got to work on preparing it for analysis, bitterly whispering curses towards the inconsistent mess of an operating system.
Of course each sample would take five minutes per analysis...
As soon as the results came back and he parsed through the sequenced genome, Conrad paused, and double checked it- triple-checked the results.
Pulling open the results of the Allotops autopsy and the records taken of its genome, Conrad's eyes widened as he processed the data, comparing the samples once, then twice, again.
"What the... no, this can't be right." Conrad breathed out in disbelief as he glanced towards the sample.
In just a few hours, (quite literally the time between breakfast and lunch) the first signs of cancerous growths had been detected in the samples, small tumours had already begun forming (no less than only a handful of cells per tumour, but even that should've been detected by the Allotops immune system) within the sample and he-
Wait.
The Allotops had wounded Azula during the incident only a few hours before this sample...
Conrad felt that same ache in his chest, reminding him all too well of the blood in his caffeine system, and he blanched.
What if...
What the Azula Chimera's blood had caused this?
But the Chimera was fine! Perfectly healthy and surprisignly stable for a mishmash of differing species (although that parrot DNA had given it an almost uncanny ability to speak and learn), and it- she showed no signs of the degenerative effects like the Allotops, even her sibling was somewhat healthy (at least as far as HE knew) and they had been so for almost a year now!
But then... what if that was the reason why?
The Allotops must've... ended up with some of the Hybrid's blood spilled onto it during the scuffle, and there may very well have been a chance that the degeneration Conrad has observed was not some flaw in the creature's design, not some error encoded into its genome, but a symptom of something else?
Slowly, Conrad inched away from the sample, his hand already reaching all the way back into his sample drawer, he pulled out three more, one being a vial containing some Tyrannosaurus blood (sourced from one 'Rexy') another, some scale samples (again, 'Rexy's name was marked onto the side of this sample container) and finally, a sample of the Azula Chimera's blood.
Wu may have confiscated most of the samples, but Conrad was secretly thankful that he had... unwittingly forgotten this one, barely a pipette's worth of blood and almost as old as the Allotops sample.
This was not sanctioned, this probably wasn't even legal, but he needed to know.
Donning a second pair of gloves, Conrad gingerly removed the Allotops sample, storing it for later examination and handling the container as if it might have been infectious, but as soon as he did so, he took out a small strip of Tyrannosaurus skin with a pair of tweezers and placed it down on his workspace, his hands almost shivered as he touched the Azula-Chimera's blood sample, his fingers clenching around the vial as he dipped a pipette into the blood, letting it drink of its contents as he did so.
Then, he hovered it over the T.Rex sample, and gently squeezed his finger and thumb together.
*Drip.*
Once the drop had made contact with the skin sample, Conrad held his breath as he watched the crimson bead pool on the thin sample, placing the pipette into the vial from whence it came.
For almost half an hour, well past closing time and well into the night, Conrad watched the sample like a hawk, and slowly, it dried.
Were it any other time, he would've laughed at the spectacle of literally watching blood dry, but here, now? He couldn't afford to take his eyes off the sample.
After forty-five minutes (exactly the amount of time after the Allotops had been exposed to the blood), he prepped it for analysis, following every single biohazard rule his long years of work had drilled into him, and when it finally showed the fruits of his labour?
Tumours, small clusters, only a few cells each, perfectly identical to the Allotops sample in almost every way,
Conrad could only stare at the degenerating strip of T.Rex skin, and the chain-reaction already unfolding within it.
"What on God's green Earth did you make, Wu?"
Sorry if any details are wrong or inconsistent by the way.