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Name: Vocal Agitation Amplifier Class: Item Creation Tier: III Type: Item Range: None innate Description: This device looks like a five foot tall cylinder of grey flesh with several odd shaped window-like membranes. Inside the cylinder, swimming about are a bunch of pecan sized snails with a soft, blue gel in the centre of the spiral. The cylinder acts like a server while the snails are interfaces.
Name: Com Link Class: Rietsu Control Tier: III Type: Suplimentary Range: 10m radius, or based on who is contacted with it. Description: To activate the device, one of the snails must be swallowed. When the device drops by the vocal chords, it stops in the throat and starts… digging in. The sensation is fairly uncomfortable, but not strictly speaking painful, and once fully active the user wouldn’t even notice its presence. The user can now ‘speak’ to any spiritual creature they have touched, though they do so through a sort of two way telepathic link. The device actually stimulates the auditory senses with this link, making it seem as if they are being actually ‘spoken to’ by somebody directly in front of them, which is a bit disturbing for those who are deaf. This effect works through dimensions, but the person being contacted can passively ignore the ‘incoming call’ without effort. When used on non-spiritual creatures, the effect is passively active on all within a 10m radius, with the device compensating for distance and direction to sound as if being spoken by the user. If a non-spiritual creature leaves that radius, the user cannot initiate the link again until they return.
This was a very exciting day for Chandre as she busily flitted about her little lab beneath the Karakura University. A little while ago she had acquired a pair of deep sea snails, which in and of itself had yielded an interesting little adventure and a stunning conversation, but now she was finally ready to put the little fellows to use. She had kept them in a salt water brine that was also infused with some lightly radioactive isotopes and a few variations of cancer cells that she found works wonders as pliable mutagens. It allowed her to much more easily ply and stretch the genetic make-up of the little critters, and over the last several days they had been soaking the stuff up and they were finally ready to start working on! How exciting!
Now then, for the male I'll have to stimulate the neural receptors, they need to be far larger... She said as she removed the larger of the two snails from the tank she was keeping them in. She placed it on her table and her fingers began to spread and splinter as if growing like roots toward the soft, supple flesh of the little marine creature. This may pinch a little, mon enfant.
The next several hours were very specific and what some would consider mind numbing tasks. Chandre was basically using her long, spindly and root like fingers to MANUALLY build a larger brain inside the ever so squishy head of this sea snail. She put neurons in place with deliberate and practiced precision, having mapped out what parts of this things brain needed to be larger, which smaller, how many nerve fibres needed to be where. The diagrams alone would have been enough to drive any electrician to the brink of insanity, but for Chandre, it was a simple matter of knowing which brush strokes were the fine ones and which the broad sweeping gestures.
By the end of her little endeavour and good solid five hours later, her 'surgery' was complete for the time being. The snails' shell had been removed and deconstructed by a pair of Vetruvian Homme she had summoned to be her lab assistants, each one sporting no fewer than two dozen hands, arms or legs. They had torn the shell apart into the very base cellulose structure, delicately and carefully unwinding the shell into what could loosely be defined as a 'rope' of stringy, translucent white material nearly twenty meters long and wound on a spool like thread. Time to begin the next surgery then.
While her Vetruvian Homme's had taken the shell apart, Chandre had built up this poor creatures brain to roughly two hundred times its original size, the grey matter taking up nearly all of the snails body mass. Chandre was supporting the bulbous mass of cranial material by keeping the whole snail submerged in a translucent blue fluid that kept everything oxygenated and healthy while she worked. Now, however, the snails' body needed some work in order to support the new mind it had been given, a way to survive the weight of its own brain and the electrical currents bolting from neuron to neuron in quick arcs that electrolysed the blue fluid it was suspended in.
Chandre took one end of the cellulose thread that her assistants had prepared and began to weave it like somebody knitting a sweater. Her hands changed shape as she worked, moving to be the best tools for the job at any given moment as she constructed a lattice in the rough shape of a cylinder. Hmm, I wonder if I should go out and get some actual bones for this part... She pondered briefly, though soon disregarded the idea, she didn't want this thing to reject it's own skeleton, so using the original material was likely the best option.
The next part of the procedure was actually relatively easy, though Chandre found it the most tedious. She basically skinned the snail, and using some samples she had collected over the past few days, began impregnating the cellulose structure with samples of the snails stem cells. She built up the skin of the snail around the base of the cylinder and placed the brain and organs inside, ensuring that everything stayed good and proper 'alive' while doing so, which was a challenge as she had to manually work most of the things organs. Still, the next part was to keep the snail alive while it grew a new membrane around the cellulose structure to protect its new skeleton and brain. Chandre was helping it along of course, providing a nutrient bath for the thing to grow in and tasking her Vetruvian Homme assistants with keeping up life support, but the bottom line of the whole thing was that now she had to wait. She could only speed up the process so much, which she found unendingly frustrating since nature tended to be a very, very slow manufacturing process. The cancer cells she had fused with its body were certainly taking up some slack, but even at the rate it was going, the creature wouldn't be ready for the next phase until the next day!
Zut, I'll just have to keep myself busy with the female. She sighed, moving over to the mate of the poor creature she had just butchered into a monstrosity.
Now, working on the lady of the two was substantially more difficult a procedure. Chandre had to do a whole lot less surgery, and a whole lot more genetic tampering on this particular little girl. He whole design revolved around the male being a sort of telepathic server and housing compartment for the actual device she was making, while the female basically had to do everything else. The properties she wanted to have in her device had to be supplanted from the mother to the offspring, which would be the actual interface devices for the whole set up. So she had to make two drastically mutated and mutilated life forms give birth to creatures that only vaguely resembled their parents, and had a telepathic tether to their father. This is where the bulk of her work actually resided.
It was simple enough surgery to make the mother a parasite that fed off of the father (it made it easier if she just had to feed one of them), but making her produce the interface devices was a whole other ball of wax. When humans wanted to change the offspring of a species, they had very complex and fascinating methods of doing so. They varied from radiation treatment to knock undesirable genetic code off of the DNA strands, to artificial selection of mating pairs and resulting children. Chandre had her fingers.
Changing the genetic properties of a deep sea snail's egg wasn't something Chandre had ever expected to put on her resume, but it was definitely go on there now! This was damn difficult to do! She had made her fingers stretch and shrink as far as she could make them without hurting herself, and changed her eyes as much as she could think to in order to see what she was doing through the microscope. It was still like trying to draw a picture with a ten meter long, needle thin pencil while looking through a pair of binoculars at a postage stamp sized canvas, but she was making some progress. She had identified a few of the key genetic markers, such as the ones that dictated size, brain chemistry and limbs. She removed, mixed and altered the ones she needed in the one, single egg that she was working on, planning on using a chemical treatment to basically overwrite the other eggs in the 'mother' so that they would be perfect copies. While she had thoroughly enjoyed making the male's brain larger, comparatively that was akin to finger painting where this was recreating the Mona Lisa with every exquisite detail and brush stroke on the head of a pin. That took some patience.
Roughly seventeen hours and a quick run out for a snack later, the female was securely fastened to the male, and the male had about 90% of its skin re-grown. It was at this stage that Chandre was expecting the first prototype to emerge from the pair so that she could properly test it and see if she needed to make any alterations. She hoped she didn't have to, of course, but things needed to be tested regardless, she didn't want to just assume it would work and try to talk to somebody only to sound like an alien or Ben Stien.
She was elated when she saw a little snail like creature pop out from the bottom of the tank, only about the size of a thumb and with a spec of blue jell at the centre of it's spiral shell. It also had six little tendril like limbs, and Chandre almost jumped for joy and had to restrain herself from scooping the little thing up and trying it right away!
Non, non non, I must wait for it to grow to full adult size first! I won't survive outside of the nutrient bath without gestating a bit further. She said to herself, but still being unable to hide her excitement at the prospect of testing the little critter out!
Chandre opened up her mouth wide and dropped the now fully grown prototype down her throat. The next few moment she found very interesting! She could feel the thing wriggling and trying to slow down as she swallowed, and felt it catch in near her vocal cords. She started choking and coughing as it began to dig in, which was a curious sensation as she had never choked on anything in her afterlife, and she ate people whole for goodness sake. Eventually the little critter settled in and Chandre couldn't even feel it there aside from a faint soreness that her regeneration was quickly taking care of.
Alright, -ahem- let's test this thing out then! She said as she moved over to her testing chamber and picking up a small vial of purple liquid before spraying herself down and taking on the shape of a voluptuous woman with a evening gown and stylish hat. She wore the hat to hide the candles on her mask while her wax work covered her face, giving her the appearance of a lovely woman with full lips and seductive eyes. She walked into the testing chamber where a young man was sitting on a bed, and looked honestly shocked to see Chandre walk in.
Bon Soir mon ami, we are going to have a lovely little chat you and I. She said with a smile.
Unfortunately, there were several issues that needed to be fixed when Chandre conducted her tests. When she had first done her test, basically asking how she sounded, the young man said her voice sounded echoey and distant, as if she were speaking from down a long hallway. While a little disappointed that it wasn't an immediate success, she figured that such a small thing to deal with would be a relatively easy fix. If she sounded distant, then the mental power output of the device just needed to be increased. About an hour or two later she tried again with a fresh device in her vocal cords (she personally found them easy to remove given she could just open up her neck and yank). Alas, however, when she spoke she didn't need to wait for the young man's response as he covered his ears and blood trickled down from his nose. Maybe she had adjusted the gain on the telepathic output a bit too high...
She went back and forth with this for a while honestly, over the next day or so she came into the room, got feedback, made some changes and came back in. She had to adjust for signal strength, server confusion, and at one point she apparently had a German accent, which took a lot more effort to fix than she had anticipated.
Alright, how do I sound now? She asked, sitting next to the young man, who much to her delight responed with a:
You sound like a beautiful French woman. As which point she smiled with glee, gave him a hug, and then ate him whole. She skipped merrily to the server to make some final adjustments.
Chandre was in the midst of her final field test with the device, a range test of sorts to ensure that her telepathic signal was strong enough to manage far enough away from her server. She was sitting at a small diner in Yarmouth Nova Scotia, basically as far physically as she could get from her server while still on the planet and near people. So far it was working quite well.
So mon ami, you don't mind helping me with my little test then? She asked, speaking to a middle aged man at the diner. He was dressed in a well worn leather jacket and smelled of stale beer, but she didn't mind that really so long as he agreed to help out.
Sure thing miss, anything for a pretty gal like you. Chandre feined some blush across the waxwork face she wore, though she really did enjoy a compliment, what girl didn't really? With his consent given (it wasn't strictly speaking necessary, but why be rude?) she led him out of the diner and around to the back where she promptly put her hand through his chest and ripped his soul out. He stood in shock for a moment before she pushed him backward into the Garganta she opened while he tried to stammer out a question. Chandre followed, making sure to deposit him in the white sands of Hueco Mundo.
Wait here a moment please. She said before returning to the human plane. So, can you hear me now? She asked, mentally dialling the soul of the poor trucker she had left stranded in a desert of monsters.
I CAN HEAR YOU WHERE ARE YOU WHATS GOING ON?! He shouted back, which made Chandre wince. Really, if he had been more polite she would have gone back to get him. As it stood however, she just severed the connection and left him to his own devices, her tests complete and her device ready for market!
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