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Post by ✠Asmoskon Masurao✠ on Mar 18, 2015 12:34:33 GMT -5
{OOC: This is a social between Asmoskon Masurao and Katkarin Mekatoku.}
Asmoskon walked throughout the research division area of a Xcution building tat he had been told was the best place to find the head of the division himself. Asmoskon was in need of the man's rumored talents in the area of science. He was in the need of a certain new type of gas poison that he knew Kazura wouldn't be able to create for him. So the only person he though possible to turn to in order to synthesize it was Kate. It was a few minutes and then he finally reached the end of a hallway with a haze mat suit rack right before a doorway.
Asmoskon had been told that he would only be able to meet with Kate if he wore one of the haze mat suits for his own safety so he was left without a choice in the matter. So pulling one of the suits down from the rack Asmoskon put the thing on and made sure that everything was pulled on properly. Eventually he finally got around to putting on and securing the gas mask over his mouth. So turning and walking to the door Asmoskon scanned his Xcution card and with that the door opened ad he stepped through into the laboratory.
Before anyone was able to enter the workspace of Katekarin, they must deconctaminate themselves and wear a level B Hazmat suit. The entrance was a set of two heavy metal doors that effortlessly glidded once it was clear that those who wanted to enter had cleansed themselves and dressed in the proper attire. When they entered the labratory, the soft classical music echoed gently off of the walls. The lighting inside was enough to allow the room to become perfectly lit, in a large room sat row upon row of tables, many of them had different viles of chemicals. Others had equipment that was meant to mix, separate, or examine closly how these chemicals worked. Above, on the ceiling was various vents, but even then the team that was currently inside the lab had worn gas masks as a precaution.
On the other side of the room was a large thick glass wall that allowed perfect view into the small room behind it. This room was known to the general science department as the "Testing Chamber." However when it came to the science grunts that worked directly under Katekarin and Zukarinkuari, they knew that Zukarinkuari affectionatly called it "The Gas Chamber." because that was what it was, on the sides of the walls inside the testing chambers were vents that lead to specified areas that could handle chemical weapons, inside it was impervious so corrosion, burns, and was easily cleanable. In the corners of the room were cameras that focused on the subject from all angles, these cameras also had a microphone to record live noise being created. The only way in or out of the chamber was through a door that required a keycard found only on the Chief Scientist of the Chemical Weapons department.
Katekarin stood at in front of this thick glassed room, dressed in his typical attire, the Chief Scientist wore an attire that made it impossible to see any form of skin on his body. Over his head was a large dome that acted as a one way mirror, he was allowed to see anything outside while it was impossible to see what lied behind the dome. What held this dome over his head was a metallic suit with a trench coat covering the exposed metal. "Test number RG-3,845. We are repeating the test for Rotting Gas to ensure that the efficiency has not degraded as a result of time. Subject will be entirely free to move around within the Testing Chamber until the subject has expired." When he spoke, it sounded deeper and more artificial, this was because the voice was going through the filters of the dome like gas mask.
With his order two grunts brought in a caucasian male, his skin slightly wrinkled with age and his hair hugging his face due to the sweat that drenched his face. Covering his mouth was a series of duct tape. The man was brought in by a hospital gurney, his arms and legs constrained, unable to move nor speak all her could do was stare at the lights found on the ceiling. Test subjects were either abducted by Xcution for testing or or if the gas had violent effects, the subjects were often taken from death row. Advance Science and we will let you leave, free if you can perform your duty as well as we expect.' However it would be known to the science team that they would never leave the Gas Chamber alive. When the Cheif Scientis's stood by the hospital gurney he cleared his throat. Katekarin began to speak, his voice calm and calculated as if this speech was recided over and over again. "Congradulations Subject RG-3,845. You have been chosen by the Xcution Work Release Program. Where you will be subjected to one test before you are free. We understand that your crimes against human kind consisted of Three counts of Murder, numerous counts of Attempt at Terrorism, six counts of aggravated assault et cetera et cetera. We will be subjugating you to a test now that will last for ten minutes. When that ten minutes is over you will be free to go."
When the gurney was placed into the testing chamber and the grunts gone from the room, the latches to his bed were released and the door immediatly shut. The test subject stood up, he was well over six feet and the way that he was dressed was in a typical orange jump suit with the prison name on the back. His stare was set directly out of the window, he was calm and his eyes were set on getting out there. Ignoring what may or may not happen. It was clear that this man had no regard for life and he wanted to end their lives. "We will only need three minutes. There will be no ten minutes. Less than Standard time, espcially for this gas." Katekarin stood for a moment as he refocused his attention towards the test subject. "I can Smell his fear. I can see his fear. He will die. HE wIlll dIe!!!" Zukarinkuari screamed and shouted as he pressed himself against the mental cage created to keep him in.
Katekarin was sure to take his medication when he was in the lab, he rarely left the lab and was always making tests. "Begin." with that a plane white gas began to slowly leaked onto the ground, it soon picked up and the effects immediatly took effect. As the gas filled most of the gas chamber, it was observable immediatly that the first layers of skin began to decay. The gas also tore away at the first layers of muscle underneath it. He began to scream in pain as he covered his eyes, which also began to quickly rot. He was in severe pain and was rolling on the floor. After another minute, the decaying process had caused fingers to fall off, his ears and fingers were also in the process of turning to mere bone and ligaments. His eyes were gone and hair was falling off in the lumps. He was decaying even further and further until the third minute mark. All the muscle had decayed away, it was as if the skin muscle and ligaments melted off within the first two minutes.
Leaving the bone which also quickly decayed until there was virtually nothing left. Katekarin raised his hand and closed it into a fist. Signifying that the test had ended. The gas inside was immediatly sucked back into the vent and the clean up team were sent into ensure nothing was left. The ropom was then doused with gasoline and set ablaze and filled with anti-bacterial gas, the room appeared as if nothing had happened in it. "Good job team. "We are ceasing testing for the time being. Return to your research, good job team. We are perfecting chemical warfare every day here."