Issue 23, Page 12
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1: Rav shakes Xijo’s hand. They stand in a small sort of transportation bay with small wheeled cars against the wall. They are in pale blue biohazard suits to keep everything sterile, which allows Xijo to go without a breather mask.
Rav: Doctor Xijo, a pleasure to meet you in person.
Xijo: I give thanks, Doctor Ravolontsimitovy. Happy to see your works.
2: Seen from above, the two are now in one of the carts, backing away from the wall.
Rav: Welcome to Sub-Section C, where our most covert and dangerous experiments are carried out.
Our test chambers are designed to prevent any radiation leaks. We can adjust and maintain background levels of Shankar radiation found in the atmosphere.
3: They roll slowly down a long hallway lined with very thick doors widely spread out from each other. Between the rooms are small depressions in the wall into which the cart would fit.
Rav: Visual exposure for us is extremely limited and allowed only in short durations.
As someone immune to the effects of these samples, this gives you a unique advantage.
Heh… I just wish we had a few more of you down here to help.
4: Xijo is looking to his side as they pass by rooms.
Xijo: Has each compartment… it contains a sample?
Rav: Correct. This allows us to perform multiple experiments at once.
Xijo: How have you such… many samples of it?
Rav: We found an efficient nutrient slurry that allows for samples of the Black Mass to grow and replicate.
5: Rav looks over her shoulder at Xijo.
Xijo: You… feed it? You make more?!
Rav: Our process can be very destructive. If we want to understand this thing, we need as much as we can get.
Xijo: [martian exclamation]
Jesus f**king christ these scientists are so dumb.
Pretty sure that’s what Dr Xijo said in the last panel.
Well this won’t end well.
I’m reminded of Alien Resurrection…
I get their reasoning: can’t “beat it” if they don’t fully understand what makes it tick. Still, like keeping samples of dangerous contagions, it’s always a gamble.
Well… Wow. I hope they have a way to destroy these samples if they get out of control. Otherwise, this is just one nightmare scenario waiting to unfold.
“This THING” … rather ironic way to describe yourselves.
That’s odd.
I guess they think that Dr. Xijo [sp?], + other martians, are people that the black idol doesn’t want to absorb.
Maybe this monster only absorbs/destroys earth humans, and any other humans.
If I recall correctly, only Earth people ([i]anthros/furries[/i], that is) are made of the Black Mass, and so, presumably, it has little interest in other living beings (such as feral Earth animals and Martians), except as food.
Strictly speaking, I don’t think [i]humans[/i] exist in this setting; at least I cannot recall there being any seen so far. Or maybe they [i]did[/i] exist.
I see. Thanks! 😀
They need to severely limit the number of samples that exist at a given time.
They also need similar limits on the quantity of this nutrient slurry which they allow to exist on site or nearby (plan as if all the slurry will be immediately found by any escapee).
They also need similar limits on production capability for the slurry (plan as if any machines, resources, or people capable of producing it will be gathered and used by the enemy upon escape).
So: only one or two Black Idols should exist on-site at a time. Nutrient slurry should be produced offsite, and ideally no one site should know or have all the ingredients. Only enough to duplicate one subject should be shipped in at a time. Anyone who currently knows the recipe should be made into a decoy by replacing any ingredients stored onsite with fake ingredients.
And have a nuke on-site, in case of severe containment breach, with just enough yield to instantly and completely vaporize the entire facility and its contents.
these assholes aren’t beating the black mesa allegations holy shit