03-06-2020, 01:32 AM
Listen to this for most effect. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0IJDTtMON8
THIS IS AN AUTOMATED EMERGENCY MESSAGE FROM THE SHUELLIAN DIRECTORATE
ALL SHUELLIAN STATE PERSONNEL, STAND BY
01.22.0312 - MEDICAL LABORATORY KITZSTADT IS NOW DECLASSIFIED
01.22.0312 - MEDICAL LABORATORY KITZSTADT IS NOW CONTAMINATED
01.22.0428 - MEDICAL LABORATORY KITZSTADT IS NOW MARKED FOR SANITIZATION
...
01.23.0557 - MONTSUHL IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.01.0931 - HELWAARD IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.07.0712 - KORTMONDE IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.12.2336 - CENTRAL IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.17.1509 - VOLLENMEER IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.23.1848 - TERSELT IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.28.1010 - ALTENSTEIN IS NOW CONTAMINATED
SHUELL STANDS STRONG!
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“The Olympics have been officially canceled due to health risks, with all foreign tourists being restricted to their hotels.”
...
“The death toll has reached 4,000, with 59,000 infected in total. Roughly 12,000 people have recovered from the virus.”
...
“Deemed a necessary measure, price control has been put into action in order to reduce the cost of face masks.”
...
"Military convoys have began to search for the corpses of the infected. Please line up the deceased in bodybags on the streets for collection."
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THIS IS A HIGH-PRIORITY MESSAGE FROM THE SHUELLIAN DIRECTORATE
ALL SHUELLIANS, HEED AND DIRECT YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS ANNOUNCEMENT
As of March 1st, 0050 hours, the AD14 quarantine has been expanded to the entire Central SVR. Any citizens attempting to break this quarantine will be arrested immediately and punished for their dangerous actions.
Both Shuellian Security departments will be coordinating antiviral efforts. The orders of security personnel must be obeyed, at risk of detainment. Martial law is now fully in effect. Looters and smugglers are to be shot on sight.
SHUELL STANDS STRONG!
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Two men sit at a desk smiling hollowly to the camera. The logo of the National Shuellian Broadcasting Network is plastered conspicuously on the steel counter.
“... market fell over 800 points today after the announcement of a region-wide quarantine, to the dismay of many investment bankers. In other news, First Response has been reassigned to neighboring regions in order to attempt to reduce the spread of the adenovirus, with both Internal and External Security stepping in to replace them. Johann?”
“Thank you, Adam. The Szilankist Church has not slowed down its efforts to provide aid, with the Order Charitable now beginning to deliver rations directly to those who are unwilling or incapable of leaving their apartments. Reports of infected citizens being sealed into their apartments have been confirmed by the Quarantine Control Executor, who claims that this is a necessary course of action to -”
The man talking begins to cough, pulling out a handkerchief and holding it to his mouth. When he pulls his hand away, blood is clearly visible dotting the white cloth. The other man hurriedly gets off his chair, calling out for a security guard.
The feed cuts off.
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A woman stands outside of a large building, wearing a face mask. In the background, the streets are deserted and soldiers in hazard gear patrol the streets.
“We’re standing outside of Lensein General Clinic, the largest public hospital in Central. As of 2 hours ago, the clinic closed its doors, stating that it was completely out of room and could not take any more patients.”
The sound of glass breaking is heard in the distance, followed by shouting. A staccato burst of sharp cracks punctuates the yells, causing the reporter to duck. She stands up after the gunshots die down, brushing dirt off her uniform.
“Lensein is the 16th public medical facility to be overrun with sick Shuellians since the quarantine of Central was put into effect, and the 22nd to close overall. Abandoned buildings on the outskirts of Central are to be converted into makeshift hospitals in the upcoming weeks.”
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The three-man team of soldiers, clad in armored disease suits and wearing gas masks, march into the abandoned husk of an apartment building - a relic from the People’s Republic that wasn’t destroyed in the war or torn down. Searching through the rooms one by one, they come across an apartment that has been boarded up with wooden planks, with a red “X” spraypainted over it.
The man in the rear, holding a toolbox, pulls sets in on the ground and pulls out a crowbar, removing the nails one by one before throwing the wooden boards to the side. The soldier in front, an incendiary specialist, knocks on the door three times before pausing. Hearing nothing from the other side, he kicks in the door, sending splinters and dust flying out. The room is fairly standard for the era - compact and cheap, meant for the poor and unemployed.
The entire room is covered in dust, with flies swarming a sink filled with dirty plates. One of the men approaches the rusty, depowered refrigerator and grabs ahold of the handle and jerks at it - only to snap it off unceremoniously. Sighing, he sticks his gloved fingers into a crevice and pulls at it, swinging the refrigerator door open to reveal the rotten, moldy interior - the food clearly having gone a while ago. Making a noise of disgust, he closes it quickly.
The incendiary specialist moves on to the bedroom, before calling out to his compatriots. “There’s something here.” As the other two men file in, he gestures to a dirty blanket covering a vaguely humanoid lump at the other end of the room. “Cover me.” He barks out, before slowly pulling back the stained sheet to find a frail and malformed body.
The stench of pungent body odor and necrotic flesh sweeps the room, their gas masks doing little to mask the smell. The gender of the body lying on the mattress is difficult to tell, far too warped from disease and malnourishment. Its face is distorted and lumpy, empty eyes fixated open and downwards in an expression resembling horror. The soldier closest to the body recoil, reaching for the flamethrower strapped to his back out of instinct. “Burn it.”
THIS IS AN AUTOMATED EMERGENCY MESSAGE FROM THE SHUELLIAN DIRECTORATE
ALL SHUELLIAN STATE PERSONNEL, STAND BY
01.22.0312 - MEDICAL LABORATORY KITZSTADT IS NOW DECLASSIFIED
01.22.0312 - MEDICAL LABORATORY KITZSTADT IS NOW CONTAMINATED
01.22.0428 - MEDICAL LABORATORY KITZSTADT IS NOW MARKED FOR SANITIZATION
...
01.23.0557 - MONTSUHL IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.01.0931 - HELWAARD IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.07.0712 - KORTMONDE IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.12.2336 - CENTRAL IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.17.1509 - VOLLENMEER IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.23.1848 - TERSELT IS NOW CONTAMINATED
02.28.1010 - ALTENSTEIN IS NOW CONTAMINATED
SHUELL STANDS STRONG!
------------------
“The Olympics have been officially canceled due to health risks, with all foreign tourists being restricted to their hotels.”
...
“The death toll has reached 4,000, with 59,000 infected in total. Roughly 12,000 people have recovered from the virus.”
...
“Deemed a necessary measure, price control has been put into action in order to reduce the cost of face masks.”
...
"Military convoys have began to search for the corpses of the infected. Please line up the deceased in bodybags on the streets for collection."
------------------
THIS IS A HIGH-PRIORITY MESSAGE FROM THE SHUELLIAN DIRECTORATE
ALL SHUELLIANS, HEED AND DIRECT YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS ANNOUNCEMENT
As of March 1st, 0050 hours, the AD14 quarantine has been expanded to the entire Central SVR. Any citizens attempting to break this quarantine will be arrested immediately and punished for their dangerous actions.
Both Shuellian Security departments will be coordinating antiviral efforts. The orders of security personnel must be obeyed, at risk of detainment. Martial law is now fully in effect. Looters and smugglers are to be shot on sight.
SHUELL STANDS STRONG!
------------------
Two men sit at a desk smiling hollowly to the camera. The logo of the National Shuellian Broadcasting Network is plastered conspicuously on the steel counter.
“... market fell over 800 points today after the announcement of a region-wide quarantine, to the dismay of many investment bankers. In other news, First Response has been reassigned to neighboring regions in order to attempt to reduce the spread of the adenovirus, with both Internal and External Security stepping in to replace them. Johann?”
“Thank you, Adam. The Szilankist Church has not slowed down its efforts to provide aid, with the Order Charitable now beginning to deliver rations directly to those who are unwilling or incapable of leaving their apartments. Reports of infected citizens being sealed into their apartments have been confirmed by the Quarantine Control Executor, who claims that this is a necessary course of action to -”
The man talking begins to cough, pulling out a handkerchief and holding it to his mouth. When he pulls his hand away, blood is clearly visible dotting the white cloth. The other man hurriedly gets off his chair, calling out for a security guard.
The feed cuts off.
------------------
A woman stands outside of a large building, wearing a face mask. In the background, the streets are deserted and soldiers in hazard gear patrol the streets.
“We’re standing outside of Lensein General Clinic, the largest public hospital in Central. As of 2 hours ago, the clinic closed its doors, stating that it was completely out of room and could not take any more patients.”
The sound of glass breaking is heard in the distance, followed by shouting. A staccato burst of sharp cracks punctuates the yells, causing the reporter to duck. She stands up after the gunshots die down, brushing dirt off her uniform.
“Lensein is the 16th public medical facility to be overrun with sick Shuellians since the quarantine of Central was put into effect, and the 22nd to close overall. Abandoned buildings on the outskirts of Central are to be converted into makeshift hospitals in the upcoming weeks.”
------------------
The three-man team of soldiers, clad in armored disease suits and wearing gas masks, march into the abandoned husk of an apartment building - a relic from the People’s Republic that wasn’t destroyed in the war or torn down. Searching through the rooms one by one, they come across an apartment that has been boarded up with wooden planks, with a red “X” spraypainted over it.
The man in the rear, holding a toolbox, pulls sets in on the ground and pulls out a crowbar, removing the nails one by one before throwing the wooden boards to the side. The soldier in front, an incendiary specialist, knocks on the door three times before pausing. Hearing nothing from the other side, he kicks in the door, sending splinters and dust flying out. The room is fairly standard for the era - compact and cheap, meant for the poor and unemployed.
The entire room is covered in dust, with flies swarming a sink filled with dirty plates. One of the men approaches the rusty, depowered refrigerator and grabs ahold of the handle and jerks at it - only to snap it off unceremoniously. Sighing, he sticks his gloved fingers into a crevice and pulls at it, swinging the refrigerator door open to reveal the rotten, moldy interior - the food clearly having gone a while ago. Making a noise of disgust, he closes it quickly.
The incendiary specialist moves on to the bedroom, before calling out to his compatriots. “There’s something here.” As the other two men file in, he gestures to a dirty blanket covering a vaguely humanoid lump at the other end of the room. “Cover me.” He barks out, before slowly pulling back the stained sheet to find a frail and malformed body.
The stench of pungent body odor and necrotic flesh sweeps the room, their gas masks doing little to mask the smell. The gender of the body lying on the mattress is difficult to tell, far too warped from disease and malnourishment. Its face is distorted and lumpy, empty eyes fixated open and downwards in an expression resembling horror. The soldier closest to the body recoil, reaching for the flamethrower strapped to his back out of instinct. “Burn it.”
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