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by Brian Joseph Johns
Episode 7: Fashion And Accessory
A License To Print Money
Nine Years Ago
Tynan And Associates Headquarters
Business District
Toronto, Ontario
Canada
There's a saying in the boardrooms of the big conglomerates that fund medical research throughout the world, and that saying goes: you can always make the bandage, but you can never make the cure. Let's face it, the people who did make the cure would be killing their own market, and nobody wants to do that. The people who have or the people who've tried, they often disappeared, or died under mysterious circumstances, with no help from my family in that regard.
Honest.
Who am I you might ask? I'm one of the decision makers in a big corporation. The parent company of the largest medical research investor in the world, whose closest competitor, Future Tangent Industries are till in the baby pacifier business compared to us.
We research and manufacture all of the latest bandages covering every illness that currently plagues humankind. If it makes you feel bad, and there's a name for it, then chances are we produce a pill that alleviates it. No symptoms? No sickness is our motto and we've been making bandages for everything that plagues humanity for decades, though I only come into this story about a decade ago, so I'll cut to the chase.
You see, I came to the company as an investment analyst, though I always had my own nest egg to fall back on, but I'll get to that.
I'm the guy that searches out companies and technologies that are entering into, or preferably creating, the markets of the future. Nothing dead-end. We're talking completely multi-generational perpetual markets that never dry up. When one person is mostly over the sickness for which we provide a bandage, another two are contracting it, though we don't just deal in medical research and pharmacology, but that is one of our biggest markets.
We do technology, but we generally don't get involved in hardware manufacturing or resource extraction targeting the technological sector. Sure, the manufacturing and extraction equipment provides great equity in the event of the collapse of their market, but the initial outlay is always relatively high compared to the returns, and that's not the kind of opportunity that I prefer.
I found my niche early on, by finding and researching companies, especially those involved in software or intellectual technology, or third party markets such as computer assemblers and distributors. These companies generally deal directly with the retailer, or even retail sell their products directly to the end-users, and our investment outlay is usually tiny compared to the returns.
However, I have to admit that being in the position that I am, and was even before I was hired by Tynan And Associates, that such opportunities of low investment and high return seem to fall into my lap, and that is exactly how I, ten years later, ended up on the board of directors. One of the big shots when it comes to deciding the direction of one of the biggest global conglomerates.
Being on the board of directors is a little bit like being a Captain in the hood. You're at the top of a pyramid scheme, sort of like the top tier predator, making decisions about where the rest of the pack focuses their energy. Their hunger. Their ambitions, which any good leader will tell you are and should be in support of your own. Your energy. Your hunger and most importantly, your ambitions.
When I had first joined Tynan, I had still been a Captain, and in charge of a sizeable presence across not only the city, but a network throughout the country who could put their energy towards anything we wanted to have and to own, and so owning is what I sought to do. As much as I could for as cheap as I could.
The thing with being an investment analyst is that you have access to loads and loads of data in the form of opportunities. Lists of companies who are about to or just have gone public and are on the doorstep of their future.
Now I'd target the companies that had gone public, though those who'd not advertised their having done so to the point that they'd drawn much investment capital. These were the companies that were potentially on the brink of something tremendous, if you knew what to look for. The problem was that most of these companies, they knew they were valuable and so their stock value was almost always over estimated and beyond my ability to procure in any appreciable quantity. Enter the guys from my hood and other hoods across the country.
You see, I could put out the word to my boys to go out there and target company who's stock prices were way over valued, and they'd go out there and sabotage every aspect of that company's business. Their suppliers. Their customers. Their inventory sites and their employees, until low and behold, three months later and the company's stock value would suddenly plummet. By that point, I'd usually have a business card in with their CEO or chairperson, giving them an offer per share that they'd rarely be able to refuse, and when they did, I'd just have the boys coax them a little harder. Eventually, no matter who they were or how valuable they thought themselves, they'd always fold, selling their stocks to me at bargain basement prices.
I'd go in, and buy them all up for that value, and then I'd order my boys to go out there and boost the business. This time, instead of crushing the business, they'd promote it. They'd encourage with strong words and sometimes harsh language, the businesses that relied upon them as suppliers to buy more, lest some horrible accident befall the employees of their purchasing department. We'd hit their competitors, and promote by any means possible to their customers. Three months after that (for a total of six months from the time I had prospected them initially) and their value would be through the roof. My initial investment would often escalate in value linearly and occasionally, exponentially.
It was a license to print money.
Within three years of my having started doing this, I'd become the top analyst for the entire company. No holds barred and that's when I started turning heads with the board of directors.
Now, at that point, I might have made it there six years earlier than I'd initially ended up there, but fate as it often does, played things a little differently than what I had in mind.
Us guys that come from the hood. Us Captains? We never had anybody that was a threat to us. Never. Nobody could ever reach us and nobody would dare try, not to mention, that wasn't the only thing I had going for me. You see, I actually got an education in business management and operations. I'm not just a thug. I have brains too, and of the Captains, I was the cream of the crop. Someone that nobody and when I say nobody, I mean nobody messed with me. From my lips to my father's ears, rest his soul.
Nobody messed with me.
That is, until somebody did.
SY-349
Nine Years Ago
Distillery District
Toronto, Ontario
Canada
Alicia sat at her workstation, examining the data from the latest batch they'd produced of the SERIES Y re-combinatory candidate 192048. A spectrograph displayed the structural integrity and purity of the 192,048th generation derived from the original design.
In a tiny centrifuge beneath her monitor, another sample spun as it was mixed inside of a test tube, while a third sample was in the process of being analyzed by their flatbed scanner.
"How's this batch looking from your end, Sylvia?" asked Alicia as she examined the points on the spectrograph against their reference elements.
"It just passed the cohesion examination and I'm waiting on the resilience numbers," Sylvia responded as she peered through the stereoscopic lenses of her microscope.
"That's good news. That's the first one we've had in two weeks that passed cohesion. Lets hope this one makes it all of the way," Alicia replied, feeling a sense of relief that their latest effort had just made it through the starter gate.
"We have... resilience! All samples successfully completed mitosis across nine generations, even while competing against other cellular organisms in the sample medium," Sylvia replied enthusiastically to Alicia, who crossed her index and middle fingers on her left hand.
"Alright. I'm going for the big one. Injecting human immune system cells into the sample fluid. Lets see how they get along..." Alicia returned her vision to her microscope as the tiny world of micro-organisms unfolded before her.
The immune system cells moved closer towards the smaller SERIES Y cells, brushing up against them several times in attempt to provoke a response. One of the other immune system cells became aggressive, moving into position and preparing itself to perform its natural protective duty.
Alicia watched with baited breath as the SERIES Y cells remained docile as the human immune cells kept them under the pressure of micro-interrogation.
Another much larger cell moved into view, causing Alicia to squint as she pulled back on the zoom controller. This newly arrived cell appeared to be predatorial and of a viral nature.
"We have contamination of the sample, preparing for an abort!" Alicia exclaimed to Sylvia, who tensed under the pressure that their afternoon's work might all be for nothing.
Alicia watched as the larger virus cell, whose boundaries possessed large spikey appendages that began piercing the human immune cells, instantly killing them.
Upon this happening, the SERIES Y cells suddenly emerged from their docile state and began subdividing rapidly as the process of mitosis began.
"SERIES Y cells rapidly reproducing! I've never seen anything like this! They're attacking the viral cell and protecting the human immune system cells!" Alicia said excitedly as she watched the SERIES Y cells quickly converge upon the virus cell and encircle it, covering it in multiple layers and copies of new SERIES Y cells, which immediately began devouring the virus.
By the time the virus' cell wall had burst, it was over, and the virus had lost. The remaining human immune cells moved in and began cleaning up the refuse left from the death of the virus, but showed no signs of aggression to the SERIES Y cells.
"Yes! They did it! They kicked viral ass!" Alicia yelled excitedly as she lifted her eyes from the lenses of the microscope.
"I'd say that we have a winner..." Sylvia lifted Alicia's hand like she'd just won a boxing match.
"Or at least a good candidate for the full SERIES Y line," Alicia responded.
"That remains to be seen and not to mention, that's out of our hands," Sylvia reminded Alicia of the strict tests and guidelines that the CDA (the Canadian Drug Agency) adhered to when evaluating release candidate drugs or organic compounds proposed as treatments for public consumption.
"You know... I'm just not that patient a girl. We could...?" Alicia turned her chair to face Sylvia, who had already begun cleaning up the samples from the flatbed scanner and the centrifuge.
"We could what?" Sylvia put her hands on her hips and looked towards Alicia skeptically.
"We could wait until the CDA tests are completed," Alicia responded, not wanting to draw Sylvia's suspicion.
"And that's what we're going to do..." Sylvia continued cleaning Alicia's desk until Alicia stopped her from emptying the centrifuge.
"Wait! I have to take a sample of that for Alex's records? He's going to be reviewing our work first thing in the morning," Alicia reminded Sylvia.
"Oh? Alright. I'll let you handle that. I'm done for the night and am eager to get home. My youngest lost a tooth last night, and I promised her that we'd leave it under her pillow for the tooth fairy today," Sylvia explained to Alicia, who smiled at her own memories of pillow bound treasures left by tooth fairies who looked suspiciously like her parents.
"Why don't you get going and let me finish up here. I've got a bit of time and I'm just going to go to bed when I get home anyway. I'll clean up and prepare Alex's sample. I mean, the tooth fairy can't keep a little girl waiting you know," Alicia winked at Sylvia, who smiled back at her.
"And when are you going to have your own daughter, my favourite of interns?" asked Sylvia.
"I'm the real deal now. Remember? Doctor Westin, though I've still got a bit of time before there's baby Westins running around. Won't get far without a suitable Mr. Westin now, will I?" Alicia momentarily imagined a mature Leland in a three piece suit as he came walking in the front door of her modest apartment after a hard day's work.
"You have someone in mind?" Sylvia confirmed with Alicia, already knowing that she was day dreaming.
"The one that got away," Alicia looked down as the fantasy faded.
"That's just a sign from the universe not to let the next one get away. I think Alicia Westin deserves a happy and prosperous life, don't you, so says Doctor Upadhaya?" Sylvia asked her.
"Yes. Doctor Westin deserves a happy and prosperous life, but Alicia deserves a good night's sleep for now. Preferably without snoring," Alicia stood and began cleaning up her desk.
"Thank you Alicia so much. I'll let my daughter know that you sent for the tooth fairy. She'll adore you for that. I'm going to get my stuff and get out the door. I'll see you tomorrow Doctor Westin," Sylvia turned and returned to her desk, where she gathered her purse and keys and made her way to the front door and out to the parking lot.
Alicia then opened a cabinet and pulled a fresh needle from within, unwrapping it from its sterile wrapping and then bringing it over to the centrifuge to where she kept the last sample of the SERIES Y formula.
She then took the test tube and placed it in a tray, where it stood upright. She then inserted the needle into the formula and drew one quarter of the needle's length of formula before placing the needle on her forearm.
"Alicia, you've had some pretty ridiculous ideas in your life, but this one definitely takes the cake..." Alicia said to herself before she plunged the needle into her arm, and withdrew another quarter length of the needle's worth of her blood.
"The sample isn't changing colour, or altering the apparent appearance of my blood. I suppose that's a good sign...? Or not?" Alicia said to herself once again, placing the needle against her skin.
She then thrust it in, guiding it to her artery, where she fed the contents of the needle into her body, after which withdrawing the empty needle and placing it in the tray beside the sample.
She waited for a minute, and then two and then three, finding nothing had changed. Her mood remained stable as did her heart and respiratory rate. After the sixth minute however, her fingers and toes began tingling. Slightly at first but definitely noticeable. She noted strange sensations originating from her thyroid, and then her lymph nodes, as one by one they began to burn, feeling as if they were on fire.
She checked her temperature with a thermometer and found herself stable at thirty-nine degrees celsius.
"My temperature's rising... rapidly..." Alicia said to herself as the pain in her lymph nodes spread first to her sinuses and then to her arm pits.
Her breathing increased rapidly as she progressed towards shock, suddenly feeling herself deathly cold as her temperature rose further.
By that point, the pounding of her heart was unbearable, and she became convinced that her chest was going to explode.
She tried to stand from her chair but immediately fell to the floor, quickly curling up into a fetal position as the pain spread further into her body and now in her muscles. She tried desperately to scream but found that her body no longer functioned. She simply fell limp, unable the move as her muscles liquified and her chest collapsed.
She lay on the floor unmoving and unbreathing for ten minutes, her skin now a deep red not unlike that of one who'd been seriously sunburned, her blue eyes fogged over as if death had arrived early.
She twitched a few times, contorting in ways impossible to the human form before the entire process began to under itself. Her chest suddenly filled with air as she inhaled deeply, her heart once again beating stronger than it ever had after having ceased for a length of time she did not know.
She breathed deeply, watching as the muscles in her arms suddenly began to take form, beneath her skin like perfection, their shape and tone transformed before her eyes to become their peak in possibility and probability. She remained thin and sleek, and yet toned so impossibly perfect that she seemed a perfect sculpted statue of classical art, modeled after a goddess by a long lost people.
She got up from the floor, and looked for her glasses, not realizing that her vision was perfect. She put her glasses on and found her vision suddenly fogged.
"I guess I won't be needing these anymore..." she said to herself aloud.
She looked around the room and realized that she was seeing across multiple wavelengths of light. Not just visible light, but into spectrums beyond the vision of normal human beings. Not only that, but she could see things behind the walls. The electrical conduit. The pipes and plumbing. The studs and nails holding them in place. Even the appliances beyond into otherwise obscured rooms. Her field of awareness was encompassing and total. She could see behind herself as well as in front and all without having to turn her head.
"I seem to have developed heightened senses..." Alicia said to herself, suddenly confused by the immensely and vastly confusing input to which she was now privy.
"I'm guessing that means spicy food is probably a big no for now..." she said to herself.
Her attention turned from her senses to her body once again. She examined her arms beneath the lab coat, seeing the perfection of their muscular form. Not large or protruding, but sleek and shapely and immensely strong and enduring.
"I've got to test this...?" she suggested to herself.
She looked to the sample in the tray, and grabbed it up, pocketing it. She then prepared the sample for Alex before cleaning the remainder of her desk and the scanners before gathering her things to leave for the night.
The Limits Of Focus And Form
To be continued...
Don't worry, Helayne Ying, Monique Defleur, Valerie Aspect, Myung Chung-Ae and Aikiko Tanaka will all be returning soon, along with some other characters yet to be reintroduced...
Brian Joseph Johns
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Special Thanks To Rocket Fuel Lakeshore Blvd West, perhaps the best place in history to get a coffee, circa 2001-2004. Miss you all very much.
Tools: Daz3D, Corel Painter, Adobe Photoshop, Lightwave 3D, Blender, Stable Diffusion (Easy Diffusion distribution), InstantID, Sadtalker, Google Colaboratory, Microsoft Copilot (Windows 11), Hitfilm, PhotoPea (a great web based Photoshop stand-in if you're on a low budget or in a pinch), Borderline Obsession...
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