Waste Pump (Victoria Lake)

September 23rd, 1998...

11:53 PM...



On the edge of Victory Lake, not too far from the Waste Disposal Plant under Umbrella's jurisdiction, everything was still. A large pipe was spilling out brown muck from the plant into the murky waters at the edge of this lake. A steady stream continued to pour before... it stopped. For several minutes, nothing. Then, a rushing geyser burst the pipe and something large shot out of the pipe's bowls. It splashed into the darkness of the lake, as waste peels away from its ghost white body. A pair of large, yellow eyes blinked at the surface, before vanishing into the depths...


September 24th, 1998...

1:39 AM...

The water pipe gurgled and the flow slowed to a trickle then stopped. The drip drip of the foul water continued for a moment before a thick torrent of black gloop pulsed from the pipe carrying something in its un-natural flow. It splashed into the water and created a surface ripple as it sped towards the shore. The woman and the dog emerged from the reeds on the shore. Bizarrely considering they had both just come from the water neither of them was wet! The dog, a golden retriever looked up at the woman, then yipping and barking happily set off in the direction of the city. The woman stood there for a moment longer, the city lights reflecting off her perfect skin, her silver eyes seemed to gleam in the dark. Reflecting the dark purpose she was here to serve.

A loud ribbit like sound came from Victory Lake's shore line (OOC: from here), a large frog like creature trudged along the silty shore towards the naked, silver eyed woman. Where other predators on the lake kept its distance, the lone Gamma didn't sense the dangerous aura off her. The creature leapt up from the muddy water, its webbed claws swinging towards her!

She didn't try to defend herself, she didn't perceive the Gamma as any kind of threat. Its claws sliced through her nanite flesh scraping against her robotic inner structure, if she had been human it would have sliced her to the bone. Queenie was far from human though and her body simply reformed over the deep gashes. Her eyes narrowed at the gamma, she was going to kill it. In fact she had already begun to kill it. Even as she considered her next move the small amount of nanites that had transferred to the gamma in its clumsy attack were infecting its body and converting it's cells to other nanites.



Convert all bio-mass! Her prime directive echoed through all her programing!

The Gamma didn't immediately realize how dire its situation was. That was what was terrifying about the nanites... the cells were transforming other cells, and they would multiply to create more nanites, biomass for this odd, silver eyed woman. The gamma stared at her, realizing its claws did nothing to injure the woman, but the fact she didn't run made its rapidly dwindling life easier...

She stared down its gullet as the claws (the one it used to slash her was becoming black and slimy without its knowledge), gripped her shoulders and lifted the woman's head into its dripping gaping maw up to her shoulders, the webbed claws shifting down her waist, gripping her wide hips for support as it tasted and attempted to devour its seemingly willing prey!

All the while the nanites continued to replicate throughout its body!

She didn't scream or kick or struggle, it took her a moment to realise what the gamma was doing. Then it's maw closed on her head and shoulders. Her defence protocols activated, although it was very unlikely the gamma could harm her by eating her.

The nanites that coated her body began to orientate into clusters, all this taking place under her skin, invisible to any casual observer. The gamma might feel the small points almost like pimples form all over her body. Queenie felt it's hands on her hips felt it push her in deeper and at this point retaliated.

From each of the raised spots on her body a black metal spike about two foot long erupted, there must have been in the region of twenty in total all lunging out in all directions her intention to impale the gamma on multiple spikes!

Queenie wrote:She didn't scream or kick or struggle, it took her a moment to realise what the gamma was doing. Then it's maw closed on her head and shoulders. Her defence protocols activated, although it was very unlikely the gamma could harm her by eating her.

The nanites that coated her body began to orientate into clusters, all this taking place under her skin, invisible to any casual observer. The gamma might feel the small points almost like pimples form all over her body. Queenie felt it's hands on her hips felt it push her in deeper and at this point retaliated.

From each of the raised spots on her body a black metal spike about two foot long erupted, there must have been in the region of twenty in total all lunging out in all directions her intention to impale the gamma on multiple spikes!

The Gamma found her body to be odd... the texture was very silky, unblemished and as it rolled its tongue across her stomach began to feel the odd bumps and rippling movements. Mindlessly carrying on, it was going to go for the swallow, when the odd bumps grew... and then SPLORK!

The Gamma didn't usher a sound, its throat erupts with several black spikes that were hard as steel, perhaps even harder. The creature spasms, choking on the woman, on the spikes, on its own blood! The frog became a pin cushion, only held up by the cluster of needle like spikes that formed from Queenie's body! Somehow though, it was still alive, as its claws gripped her thighs tightly out of reflex! It felt the pain, the pain going through its flesh, like a burning, corrosive force that could not be stopped! The creature wriggled like a worm, claws digging deep trenches into her meaty thighs...only for the wounds to close up like they had before! It did not know what she, this thing was in its mouth- it only knew hurt... pain... twisted agony from being impaled and infected! It was almost an ironic twist of fate...

It's movements were sweet to her, she felt the nerves respond the pain the creature was feeling. Through her nanites she too felt it. Although to her it was not pain as we might understand it. She was programed to take pleasure from it, even revel in the pain of others!

Slowly imperceptivity at first her spines began to move, inching around her body. Some moved clockwise, others anti-clockwise, slicing the gamma apart.

Then with a surge the spines flicked full circle shredding the unfortunate BOW in a bright red cloud of blood and gore.
When the cloud settled Queenie stood there, unmarked and without even the good grace to be splattered with her victim's blood, instead she stood flawless and intransigent.


Her nanites worked over the gamma's remains, soon she would move on, but for now she would feed and feast on the cellular remains of her foe.

Queenie wrote:It's movements were sweet to her, she felt the nerves respond the pain the creature was feeling. Through her nanites she too felt it. Although to her it was not pain as we might understand it. She was programed to take pleasure from it, even revel in the pain of others!

Slowly imperceptivity at first her spines began to move, inching around her body. Some moved clockwise, others anti-clockwise, slicing the gamma apart.

Then with a surge the spines flicked full circle shredding the unfortunate BOW in a bright red cloud of blood and gore.
When the cloud settled Queenie stood there, unmarked and without even the good grace to be splattered with her victim's blood, instead she stood flawless and intransigent.


Her nanites worked over the gamma's remains, soon she would move on, but for now she would feed and feast on the cellular remains of her foe.

The gamma's pain was immeasurable, its mind swallowed by the horror of its predicament as it was helplessly torn apart! The mist settled, the chunks of Gamma that had remained fell around Queenie's feet; twitching, bleeding... one of its eyes floating in the murk of the shallows while the blood pooled amid Victory Lake's cool waters...

Queen Mod1.01 flexed, her skin seemed to shimmer and ripple, changing colour and shape, becoming lighter, clothes began to appear on her. The dog unit might not have been able to infect Reiko but it was close enough to her to get a full and detailed scan.

A second latex clad French maid began to head towards Raccoon City, a near perfect copy of Reiko striding towards the chaos.