Post by lazardo on Feb 22, 2013 1:14:53 GMT -5
Name: Franck Mondeci (Host), MG-3 (BOW Designation)
Sex: None (Host - Male)
Age: 27 (Host) / 2 (Virus)
Appearance:
((Note: Due to the individualized and unpredictable nature of the G-Virus mutation, references to MG-3 will refer specifically to Specimen 0027 derived from Franck Mondeci.))
At 9 foot 1, the specimen is surprisingly humanoid for a presumably advanced G-Virus mutation. Much of its 750lb body mass is devoted to its virus-reinforced muscular and skeletal system. Its skin is a dark-gray hide, and appears to have turned scaly in an elephantine fashion on its shoulders and back.
The specimen's head appears to have evolved out of the host's original head rather than subsuming it. Its head is skinless and its forehead angled forward to give it a shark-like visage that complements its rows of shearing teeth. Although it does not appear to have a nose, it seems to be able to sense smell through "gills" where the head meets the neck. Its eyes appear to be solid red on first glance, but feature small irises that are able to process normal vision.
The creature has two sets of arms. Its upper pair have evolved out of the host's original, and the virus has accelerated its biomass growth to the point where it stands hunched over like a gorilla. The lower pair are a newer mutation, and are similarly muscular. Both pairs end in clawed five-fingered "hands," though only the lower pair's hands are actually usable while the upper pair's fingers are entirely claws.
This G-Virus mutation's most conspicuous feature are its multiple auxiliary eyes caused by the mutation. It features one on each shoulder, one on each thigh and an extra one on its back at the base of the neck. All of these external eyes also have eyelids made of a thinner version of the gray hide that covers its body.
For better running speed and agility, the specimen's legs have evolved to a digitigrade configuration. Each foot has three claws, consisting of a large central "toe" and two outer claws.
Personality:
As a G-Virus mutation it is predictably capable of extreme aggression when provoked. In a particularly heightened state of aggression it will also revert to its base instinct to try to spread the G-Virus into any host nearby regardless of alliance. High-strength sedatives have proved somewhat effective in slowing it down enough to allow recapture and containment, as well as allowing it to retain some sense of mental clarity.
The lack of any suitable genetic match, especially in the regions where it has been deployed, has caused it to develop a docile manner when not actively engaged in combat. When sufficiently calmed, it evenly seems to react warmly to positive attention and/or incentive given by civilians who are not too scared to approach it.
This specimen retains an otherwise child-like level of intelligence, able to recognize friend and foe and memorize basic commands when not in an aggressive state.
Occupation:
The MG-3 was the internal designation for a G-derived BOW bought and traded on the black market by armed factions, private military enterprises, and other individuals or groups with sufficient funds.
As one of the larger BOWs, potential MG-3 buyers are lured by the terror factor as much as the ability to wreak havoc. Some buyers look to the MG-3 as a way to terrorize or intimidate an inadequately-defended group or populace while others seek a glorified watchdog for their facilities or installations.
Like the firearm that shares its acronym, the MG-3 does not disappoint when it comes to wreaking havoc, though buyers also fail to realize that it can turn indiscriminate in an intense combat situation.
Abilities:
Firstly, the MG-3 is a bruiser. It has the physical strength to overturn army trucks and all but the largest APCs. Rumors that it could rip the turret off modern tanks are purely Hollywood speculation for a BOW that size, although the claws on its upper hands can also slice through fairly thick sheet metal.
Its multiple eyes also grant it 360-degree vision in most light circumstances, allowing it to spot threats from virtually every angle. Its primary eyes also have enhanced sight in low-light environments, but stop short of infrared.
It is capable of running up to 30 mph on all fours, and its legs can allow it to jump up to 8 feet in the air. As for its lower arms, it can use its clawed fingers to grasp objects for transport or even operate keypads.
Finally, its stabilized virus strain grants it an exceptionally fast healing factor against most arms fire taken by its durable yet flexible hide. It can effectively be hit head-on by an 18-wheeler and not suffer any new mutation.
Weaknesses:
While the G-Virus strain it possesses is effectively stabilized for most light-to-medium injuries, sufficiently grievous injury (e.g. a direct hit from an aircraft missile or the loss of much of one limb) can override the healing factor and cause new mutations that it may not be used to.
As with any G-Virus mutation, its secondary eyes are also vulnerable to attack. Bright flashing lights such as strobe lights and police blinkers can confuse it, and even when all of its secondary eyes are "closed," it will be forced to rely on its primary eyes' field of view.
Its immense size also means that it is easy to elude or trap the MG-3 in close quarters where it is difficult for the specimen to maneuver.
Finally, direct combat is not the only cause of indiscriminate virus-induced aggression. The creature requires constant feeding, and while it can ingest most human foods as well as raw meat, it can go into a rage to whet its appetite given sufficient starvation.
History:
The specimen that would become MG-3-0027 was once called Franck Mondeci. Franck grew up in a middle-class suburb of Miami, Florida. His excellent grades in school were often counter-balanced with frequent bullying problems due to his originally lithe frame, but he often found solace with a good friend and later love interest, Japanese-American student Reiji Mitsukai.
The two met in high school and would later go to the same college, with Mondeci taking accounting while Mitsukai went into medical science. Mitsukai's thesis was the development of a cost-effective T-Virus vaccine that was effective up to 2 hours after exposure, landing her offers at several biotech companies willing to pay her for what was perceived to be a game-changer.
However, their relationship came to an abrupt end when he prepared to give her an engagement ring at a function the two had been invited to only to spot the intoxicated son of a prominent Senator stealing a kiss from her. He left the party before she noticed him, throwing the ring in the garbage. Recovered background files indicate that he withdrew from college the next day, living in between motel rooms for the next month.
Heartbroken over what he perceived to be his girlfriend moving on to greener pastures, he would find out that Mitsukai had turned down an offer for employment from the Societa Lazzaro. The SL was a Milan-based conglomerate that had conducted cleanup operations under contract to the BSAA following the Terragrigio and Queen Zenobia incidents, allegedly as a way to jump-start their own BOW development program.
Notifying the employment contact of his association with Mitsukai, the SL contacted him clandestinely and accepted him as a test subject - the only one to give his consent. To his family and the rest of the world around him, he had accepted an offer to process accounts in the country of his heritage.
In reality, he became one of many subjects in that company's attempt to tame the G-Virus into a marketable BOW. The SL had been creating "secondary exposure" G-mutants with the sometimes-unwitting participation of genetic matches for several years. Mondeci was submitted to the much more volatile primary exposure program. Like all subjects in the MG program, he was subjected to extreme physical abuse and mutilation prior to and after injection in order to "guide" the mutation into a usable combat form, while an altered Devil strain (whose formula had surfaced in the late 2000s) was used ostensibly to control mutations.
Subject 0027 was one of the more successful subjects to survive conversion to what SL scientists coined "Stage 3," for an optimal degree mutation. Subjects often mutated further into "Stage 4s," although alleged field trials of 4s showed a marked drop in combat effectiveness as well as an increased vulnerability to unwanted mutation than Stage 3s.
Recovered files suggested that that 90% of subjects in that program completely succumbed to the virus' constant mutations (as Stage 5s were the fail stage) and required destruction, though it is also believed that the SL keep a number of failed subjects alive for further study - and often short-changed clients by offering subjects from both secondary and primary groups on the brink of failure for a discount.
MG-3-0027 was dispatched onto the BOW black market through clandestine channels. It is believed 0027 was deployed by the Viola Drug Cartel in the BOW outbreak in [REDACTED], leading to the death of a popular anti-cartel presidential candidate, as well as the ambush and death of the [REDACTED] separatist group's entire leadership prior to a peace treaty's signing for a client that had vested mineral interests in the area.
While buyers are often educated on its indiscriminately aggressive nature, the fact that they fail to recognize this during use appears to deliberately work to the SL's favor as the company continues to play an active role in BOW cleanup situations worldwide - especially in areas where 0027 had been previously deployed.
Because there was no official distinction between primary and secondary once the subjects left SL labs, it is unknown but possibly likely that 0027 was the only member of the primary exposure group that did not mutate into a failed state as of 2012. With the recent global outbreak, the SL is much busier trying to secure its own installations to pay notice to a "loose bioweapon."
In its current state, the MG-3 retains few memories of the consciousness it absorbed and in most cases cannot recall the names or faces of those involved. Tests have shown that it does recall Mitsukai, however it cannot remember if she had a positive or negative influence on it.
2020 Addendum:
In a world where society has collapsed and BOWs have replaced the wild species that humanity was once familiar with, 0027 may as well be the only living direct vestige of the company that was once Societa Lazzaro. Its gray hide has become cracked and mottled with moss, its claws and teeth are chipped in places, but is still ever a deadly predator especially when provoked.
Yet although it has resumed its now-futile purpose to find a genetic match on other wild BOW species and hapless humans with no master to hold its leash, the otherwise outright lack of armed conflict has also allowed it to develop periods of docility. Survivors that encounter it can only hope to find it in the latter state, looking for a master to at least give it some purpose, and without any of its "offspring" lurking nearby.
Introduction:
Patrol.
The BOW couldn't comprehend what the word meant. Maybe once, long ago, in a life it couldn't remember. But at least it seemed to understand what it entailed. His trainers, past and present, living and most likely deceased, certainly impressed it on him that much.
The old office complex was hardly what one could call state-of-the-art, but it had something or someone in there that needed protecting from someone else. That was all it needed to - and could - know.
Patrol, of course, meant going around the place in a circular pattern and not going past the fences until whoever brought it here would bring someone/something else here to take its place. Keep all of its eyes open and moving for anything that didn't look like one of the people inside or the other soldiers it encountered. Or the other creatures they tagged around. With a 360-degree field of vision even in the light morning fog, it could at least catch something moving out of place.
If there was any trouble, it knew exactly what to do. Though every round it did try to remind itself not to forget which people it was supposed to protect. That was a challenge all to itself.
Patrol. Wouldn't be too hard to earn its food today, right?
Sex: None (Host - Male)
Age: 27 (Host) / 2 (Virus)
Appearance:
((Note: Due to the individualized and unpredictable nature of the G-Virus mutation, references to MG-3 will refer specifically to Specimen 0027 derived from Franck Mondeci.))
At 9 foot 1, the specimen is surprisingly humanoid for a presumably advanced G-Virus mutation. Much of its 750lb body mass is devoted to its virus-reinforced muscular and skeletal system. Its skin is a dark-gray hide, and appears to have turned scaly in an elephantine fashion on its shoulders and back.
The specimen's head appears to have evolved out of the host's original head rather than subsuming it. Its head is skinless and its forehead angled forward to give it a shark-like visage that complements its rows of shearing teeth. Although it does not appear to have a nose, it seems to be able to sense smell through "gills" where the head meets the neck. Its eyes appear to be solid red on first glance, but feature small irises that are able to process normal vision.
The creature has two sets of arms. Its upper pair have evolved out of the host's original, and the virus has accelerated its biomass growth to the point where it stands hunched over like a gorilla. The lower pair are a newer mutation, and are similarly muscular. Both pairs end in clawed five-fingered "hands," though only the lower pair's hands are actually usable while the upper pair's fingers are entirely claws.
This G-Virus mutation's most conspicuous feature are its multiple auxiliary eyes caused by the mutation. It features one on each shoulder, one on each thigh and an extra one on its back at the base of the neck. All of these external eyes also have eyelids made of a thinner version of the gray hide that covers its body.
For better running speed and agility, the specimen's legs have evolved to a digitigrade configuration. Each foot has three claws, consisting of a large central "toe" and two outer claws.
Personality:
As a G-Virus mutation it is predictably capable of extreme aggression when provoked. In a particularly heightened state of aggression it will also revert to its base instinct to try to spread the G-Virus into any host nearby regardless of alliance. High-strength sedatives have proved somewhat effective in slowing it down enough to allow recapture and containment, as well as allowing it to retain some sense of mental clarity.
The lack of any suitable genetic match, especially in the regions where it has been deployed, has caused it to develop a docile manner when not actively engaged in combat. When sufficiently calmed, it evenly seems to react warmly to positive attention and/or incentive given by civilians who are not too scared to approach it.
This specimen retains an otherwise child-like level of intelligence, able to recognize friend and foe and memorize basic commands when not in an aggressive state.
Occupation:
The MG-3 was the internal designation for a G-derived BOW bought and traded on the black market by armed factions, private military enterprises, and other individuals or groups with sufficient funds.
As one of the larger BOWs, potential MG-3 buyers are lured by the terror factor as much as the ability to wreak havoc. Some buyers look to the MG-3 as a way to terrorize or intimidate an inadequately-defended group or populace while others seek a glorified watchdog for their facilities or installations.
Like the firearm that shares its acronym, the MG-3 does not disappoint when it comes to wreaking havoc, though buyers also fail to realize that it can turn indiscriminate in an intense combat situation.
Abilities:
Firstly, the MG-3 is a bruiser. It has the physical strength to overturn army trucks and all but the largest APCs. Rumors that it could rip the turret off modern tanks are purely Hollywood speculation for a BOW that size, although the claws on its upper hands can also slice through fairly thick sheet metal.
Its multiple eyes also grant it 360-degree vision in most light circumstances, allowing it to spot threats from virtually every angle. Its primary eyes also have enhanced sight in low-light environments, but stop short of infrared.
It is capable of running up to 30 mph on all fours, and its legs can allow it to jump up to 8 feet in the air. As for its lower arms, it can use its clawed fingers to grasp objects for transport or even operate keypads.
Finally, its stabilized virus strain grants it an exceptionally fast healing factor against most arms fire taken by its durable yet flexible hide. It can effectively be hit head-on by an 18-wheeler and not suffer any new mutation.
Weaknesses:
While the G-Virus strain it possesses is effectively stabilized for most light-to-medium injuries, sufficiently grievous injury (e.g. a direct hit from an aircraft missile or the loss of much of one limb) can override the healing factor and cause new mutations that it may not be used to.
As with any G-Virus mutation, its secondary eyes are also vulnerable to attack. Bright flashing lights such as strobe lights and police blinkers can confuse it, and even when all of its secondary eyes are "closed," it will be forced to rely on its primary eyes' field of view.
Its immense size also means that it is easy to elude or trap the MG-3 in close quarters where it is difficult for the specimen to maneuver.
Finally, direct combat is not the only cause of indiscriminate virus-induced aggression. The creature requires constant feeding, and while it can ingest most human foods as well as raw meat, it can go into a rage to whet its appetite given sufficient starvation.
History:
The specimen that would become MG-3-0027 was once called Franck Mondeci. Franck grew up in a middle-class suburb of Miami, Florida. His excellent grades in school were often counter-balanced with frequent bullying problems due to his originally lithe frame, but he often found solace with a good friend and later love interest, Japanese-American student Reiji Mitsukai.
The two met in high school and would later go to the same college, with Mondeci taking accounting while Mitsukai went into medical science. Mitsukai's thesis was the development of a cost-effective T-Virus vaccine that was effective up to 2 hours after exposure, landing her offers at several biotech companies willing to pay her for what was perceived to be a game-changer.
However, their relationship came to an abrupt end when he prepared to give her an engagement ring at a function the two had been invited to only to spot the intoxicated son of a prominent Senator stealing a kiss from her. He left the party before she noticed him, throwing the ring in the garbage. Recovered background files indicate that he withdrew from college the next day, living in between motel rooms for the next month.
Heartbroken over what he perceived to be his girlfriend moving on to greener pastures, he would find out that Mitsukai had turned down an offer for employment from the Societa Lazzaro. The SL was a Milan-based conglomerate that had conducted cleanup operations under contract to the BSAA following the Terragrigio and Queen Zenobia incidents, allegedly as a way to jump-start their own BOW development program.
Notifying the employment contact of his association with Mitsukai, the SL contacted him clandestinely and accepted him as a test subject - the only one to give his consent. To his family and the rest of the world around him, he had accepted an offer to process accounts in the country of his heritage.
In reality, he became one of many subjects in that company's attempt to tame the G-Virus into a marketable BOW. The SL had been creating "secondary exposure" G-mutants with the sometimes-unwitting participation of genetic matches for several years. Mondeci was submitted to the much more volatile primary exposure program. Like all subjects in the MG program, he was subjected to extreme physical abuse and mutilation prior to and after injection in order to "guide" the mutation into a usable combat form, while an altered Devil strain (whose formula had surfaced in the late 2000s) was used ostensibly to control mutations.
Subject 0027 was one of the more successful subjects to survive conversion to what SL scientists coined "Stage 3," for an optimal degree mutation. Subjects often mutated further into "Stage 4s," although alleged field trials of 4s showed a marked drop in combat effectiveness as well as an increased vulnerability to unwanted mutation than Stage 3s.
Recovered files suggested that that 90% of subjects in that program completely succumbed to the virus' constant mutations (as Stage 5s were the fail stage) and required destruction, though it is also believed that the SL keep a number of failed subjects alive for further study - and often short-changed clients by offering subjects from both secondary and primary groups on the brink of failure for a discount.
MG-3-0027 was dispatched onto the BOW black market through clandestine channels. It is believed 0027 was deployed by the Viola Drug Cartel in the BOW outbreak in [REDACTED], leading to the death of a popular anti-cartel presidential candidate, as well as the ambush and death of the [REDACTED] separatist group's entire leadership prior to a peace treaty's signing for a client that had vested mineral interests in the area.
While buyers are often educated on its indiscriminately aggressive nature, the fact that they fail to recognize this during use appears to deliberately work to the SL's favor as the company continues to play an active role in BOW cleanup situations worldwide - especially in areas where 0027 had been previously deployed.
Because there was no official distinction between primary and secondary once the subjects left SL labs, it is unknown but possibly likely that 0027 was the only member of the primary exposure group that did not mutate into a failed state as of 2012. With the recent global outbreak, the SL is much busier trying to secure its own installations to pay notice to a "loose bioweapon."
In its current state, the MG-3 retains few memories of the consciousness it absorbed and in most cases cannot recall the names or faces of those involved. Tests have shown that it does recall Mitsukai, however it cannot remember if she had a positive or negative influence on it.
2020 Addendum:
In a world where society has collapsed and BOWs have replaced the wild species that humanity was once familiar with, 0027 may as well be the only living direct vestige of the company that was once Societa Lazzaro. Its gray hide has become cracked and mottled with moss, its claws and teeth are chipped in places, but is still ever a deadly predator especially when provoked.
Yet although it has resumed its now-futile purpose to find a genetic match on other wild BOW species and hapless humans with no master to hold its leash, the otherwise outright lack of armed conflict has also allowed it to develop periods of docility. Survivors that encounter it can only hope to find it in the latter state, looking for a master to at least give it some purpose, and without any of its "offspring" lurking nearby.
Introduction:
Patrol.
The BOW couldn't comprehend what the word meant. Maybe once, long ago, in a life it couldn't remember. But at least it seemed to understand what it entailed. His trainers, past and present, living and most likely deceased, certainly impressed it on him that much.
The old office complex was hardly what one could call state-of-the-art, but it had something or someone in there that needed protecting from someone else. That was all it needed to - and could - know.
Patrol, of course, meant going around the place in a circular pattern and not going past the fences until whoever brought it here would bring someone/something else here to take its place. Keep all of its eyes open and moving for anything that didn't look like one of the people inside or the other soldiers it encountered. Or the other creatures they tagged around. With a 360-degree field of vision even in the light morning fog, it could at least catch something moving out of place.
If there was any trouble, it knew exactly what to do. Though every round it did try to remind itself not to forget which people it was supposed to protect. That was a challenge all to itself.
Patrol. Wouldn't be too hard to earn its food today, right?