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For your HASO AU how many people/cities were wiped out by the Fa? I know humans ultimately won but what did it cost?
It was a very heavy cost. Every major city was hit. Nearly everyone from that generation lost someone.
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rufffu · 3 years
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The Midwives of Haso City go around the dead of night snatching the young and feasting on them. Pepper and Paddy unfortunately find themselves in the city during the night of their hunt.
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blueninjadino · 3 years
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HOAN Report Log 3
Whoops I made this all the way back in March but I only posted it in the discord server so I’m more than a little late but here it is, a speculative biology report on the zombie Vrul disease in @starr-fall-knight-rise​ ‘s HASO stories.  
Greetings Admiral Vir,
While this paper would have been more valuable during your eradication campaign, it is better late than never. Most of the data we were able to collect on the Vrul disease was from observations, as any individual merely suspected of infection are terminated immediately by the Vrul council and it would be reckless and unethical to deliberately infect organisms. There have been more reported cases of infected individuals, however the council eliminates these individuals and shares nothing on these cases with us. Hopefully more information on this pathogen can be collected in the future, but I am glad that any information was shared with us at all.
Head Researcher,
Dr. A. H. Torrada
The Vrul Zombie Disease
Recently a disease that infects Vrul and resembles the zombie viruses in human media has been rediscovered. The disease appears to have been prevalent in the past until approximately 4,000 years ago. While the pathogen does exert neurological control over its Vrul hosts, which have been named sporebound, like imaginary zombie viruses, this disease is a fungus.
The fungus enters the body through the respiratory system, with the airborne spores being inhaled into the lungs and infiltrating the body from there. The exact process in which the disease goes from entering the lungs to manipulating the host is unknown, but it theorized that the fungus enters the circulatory system to travel to the central nervous system where it will reside. The fungus has a remarkably short incubation period, as noticeable symptoms develop only a few hours after exposure. After 2-3 hours the eyes lose function and become clouded and white. At this time the host also exhibits altered behavior, which consist of an apparent loss of cognition and fear and acute aggression. With vision eliminated, the sporebound navigate and target susceptible Vrul through vibrations. However, sporebound lack the ability to discern between organisms, and will attack anything that produces organisms indiscriminately. The sporebound are not aggressive towards each other but have no regard for others’ well-being, as they will clamber over one another with no hesitation. It was proposed that the infected identify one another through shortwave radio, but this is unlikely since the infected are unable to identify susceptible Vrul through radio waves. It is most likely that the fungus is capable of recognizing its kin through some unknown mechanism. 12 hours after exposure, yellow pustules form on the Vrul’s skin. The pustules are filled with infectious spores that disperse into clouds once the pustules are broken. The spores are acidic and can be neutralized into a harmless substance with water. The spores are also heavy and can last for no more than 24 hours under perfect conditions, which explains why the fungus relies on manipulated hosts for transmission rather than other modes such as wind.
Under unknown conditions, infected Vrul will bury themselves in clusters of about 7 individuals. Trees surround the buried clusters of sporebound, however the area directly above the Vrul remains clear of organic matter. This lack of organic material is peculiar since the soil is fertile and the light gap creates perfect conditions for secondary succession to occur. Upon further inspection, it has been revealed that when buried the fungus acts similar to the mycelium networks in Earth forests. The fungus produces light orange hyphae that extends outwards from their host. The connection between the hyphae and the host’s body is weak in order to easily break off when the infectious host emerges from the soil. The mycelium above the host is acidic and prevents plants from establishing. While the mycelium that extends horizontally from the hosts forms a mutualistic relationship with the trees that surround the cluster, with the fungi and trees exchanging needed nutrients. Additional nutrients are obtained through the degradation of the host’s organs that are unnecessary for transmission, including the eyes and reproductive organs. Once the mycelium network and the pustules are grown, the fungus becomes dormant and only expends resources for maintenance. The sporebound emerge after sensing vibrations, and once leaving the ground they immediately seek out susceptible Vrul.
Local wildlife avoid areas that contain buried individuals, and many large species have migrated to the poles of the planet. Animals with lighter gaits that produce minimal vibrations remain near the equator where the Vrul are found, but are still wary near burial sites. This behavior likely developed to avoid attacks from the indiscriminate and aggressive infected Vrul. While plant species are immune to the disease, it is unknown if animal species are susceptible.
Humans report the sporebound as having a stench of rot, however this odor is not produced through decomposition. The stench is comprised of dimethyl trisulfide, methanethiol, and putrescine. Dimethyl trisulfide and methanethiol are found in plant and Vrul tissues and are released due to the fungus-induced redistribution of resources and the bursting of pustules. Putrescine is produced by the breakdown of amino acids as unnecessary organs of disintegrated for their resources. Only a small amount of putrescine is released, but the chemical has a low odor threshold and is easily detected by humans. The released odors may be advantageous to the fungus as it may ward away wildlife and thus prevent costs associated with pursuing non-Vrul organisms. In addition, Vrul lack olfactory organs so the odor would not alert the target species.
There is little data on the impacts of the fungus on different classes of Vrul since deltas are the common of the Vrul hosts, currently any infected Vrul that emerge are eliminated, and it would not be ethical or wise to study the fungus through infecting Vrul. However, all of the Vrul classes known by the Galactic Alliance (GA) were observed during a mass extermination effort led by Admiral Adam Vir and Doctor Krill. Deltas are most commonly infected, although it may not necessarily be because they are the most susceptible. Delta’s are the strongest of the Vrul classes, and as such they make ideal vectors for the fungus. However, with their strength they are also capable of burrowing, so their high frequency may result from their ability to burrow and preserve themselves for thousands of years. While not as common nor powerful, infected omegas have the potential to be extremely contagious. Omegas possess non-functional, partially developed helium sacs that, when infected, develop into what functions as a large pustule. The pustule sac is more durable than the normal pustules, and as such does not burst randomly. Instead, the sac ruptures into a large cloud of spores when the host is exposed to a large amount of vibrations. Betas and alphas are physically identical and only differ in their intelligence, and this identicality is represented by their infected states. Even when infected their helium sacs remain functional, and infected individuals use their helium sacs more than their legs for transportation. However, infected Vrul float higher than uninfected Vrul do, and can sustain suspension up to 20 feet in the air.
It is predicted that the infected alphas and betas float like this to better spread spores. However, there is a trade-off between speed and floating as infected alphas and betas are significantly slower than their delta and omega counterparts. Cities on the Vrul homeworld are surrounded by walls that are 40 feet tall and 20 feet thick with no doors. It has been speculated that the walls were constructed to prevent epidemics of the fungus since sporebound can only float 20 feet and the spores can disperse upwards 10 feet in the air under the best conditions. However the Vrul council has requested that the Human Organisation of Alien Sciences (HOAN) refrains from studying or hypothesizing about the Vrul’s past, and we at HOAN will comply.
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farelian · 4 years
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Humans Are Weird: Decorations
Yo! You guessed it, it’s ya boy Farelian. A newcomer to Tumblr and HASO Coms. Here we go, continuing from the last part of the story, which is my first ever post on Tumblr. Warning, terrible English and bad storytelling up ahead. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yesterday was a whole bunch of mixed messages, but in the end, it resolved to something beautiful and calming to the ears. After playing some calming, relaxing music with the flute, in which Yaku is very impressed and interested in human music, Michael voiced his complaint. His complaint was, he was not able to contact his family and friends back on Earth, and on Mars. He then goes on about the human need of socializing, explaining why and how humans need each other to survive. But Yaku agrees and told the Head of Migration to add comms service for Michael, and a day later he was able to call and chat with his friends and family back on Earth. It was a huge sigh of relief, he was beginning to think he won’t be able to talk to them anymore, but that’s just irrational overthinking. After talking to some relatives, which he asked to send some things like food and objects, he finally takes a good look around his residence. The week he spent on this world, was to explore the city, and he was too eager to go on an adventure to worry about home decor. But now he can, his room is quite bland but human in design and characteristics. His walls don’t have anything on them, just white smooth metal and dim blue lights attached. His kitchen is clean as well, just some kitchen utensils and cookery. His bedroom was by far, the worse. No decor whatsoever, the ceiling, walls, and the floor is all white, the bed is white, the wardrobe is white, everything is white. Well except for the ambiance blue light on the floor, but that doesn’t matter. What he needs, is decorations. Every time he enters that god-forsaken bedroom, he feels like a patient in a mental asylum, it’s just not right for the human mind. So he grabs his wallet, filled with Zarqon physical currency, his phone, Voidpods, and a small bag slung onto his back.
As he was getting prepared, the doorbell rings, just in time. He opens the door, and Yuki is standing on the other side, looking up at Michael smiling. “Ready Michael?” She asked, seeing his outfit and ready stance.
“Yep, let's go” Yuki took several tentacles steps back, letting Michael go out to the hallway, he closes the door and with Yuki, made it to down to the lobby, then out to the open streets.
Taking in a lungful of industrial air, looking around the quaint, quiet, not-so-crowded streets with enthusiasm. “Can we go to the commercial district again Yuki? I want to buy some stuff” He said to Yaku, looking down at her with a smile. “Of course we can Michael, what are you going to buy?” She asked curiously, looking straight forward while walking to not accidentally bump to another Zarqon.
“I was thinking of plants, and some paintings to live up my room, fill it in with some colors you know?” “...What are these... paintings?” She asked, rather confused about the term.
“Of course you don’t know. Well, basically paintings are pieces of art, where watery paint of colors is drawn onto a canvas making beautiful images.” They then turned the corner past the busy street, into a more narrow, quieter street with fewer people with smaller, independent businesses trying to make a living.
After going through some shops, seeing that paintings and art is not a concept they are familiar with in this world, he just gets a few pots of plants for his home. And a few blocky, circuit pictures. Kind of like those futuristic paintings you see in sci-fi movies. They got back to Michael’s residence, Michael began setting up the plants up and around his residence. Then plant the pictures to the wall, it’s quite interesting and fascinating to watch. What is he doing with these plants? Why is he holding them up to the wall and hanging them there? Yaku has so many questions she needed answers too.
After Michael was done, he took several steps back in the living room. Looking around the newly decorated residence. He feels fulfilled, and his home is much more lovely and alive. “It is complete...”
Yaku walked around the room, looking at the plants and pictures on the wall, trying to find out why they were placed like that or their purpose. “So why did you buy these objects?” Yaku asked, looking up at one of the pictures. It looks like a series of wires, coiled together.
“As decorations, I don’t want my room to look bland and empty, I want to fill it with some stuff that I see beautiful and pleasing to the eyes. Before you ask, decoration or decorating is when a human, place things such as plants, action figures, or painting as I already explained earlier on desks, shelves, or walls. And they serve no other purpose other than looking nice and great”
“No enhancement of the human brain? No physical or psychological effects?” She asked again, looking down at one of the plants, trying to see through Michael’s eyes of seeing the plant as beautiful.
“Some psychological effects, some decoration objects, like maybe a family picture, can make someone happy if they look at it. Some can be saddened because it’s related to something that happened in the past, but generally, we put things up that only makes us happy, or just looks good”
“Hmm... very interesting indeed Michael, I shall report this phenomenon to the Head of Migration, see you soon”
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kathaakavi-blog · 4 years
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You got a dream. You gotta protect it.
"You got a dream. You gotta protect it. People who can't do something' themselves, they wanna tell you, you can't do it too. If you want something', go get it. Period."
When Chris Gardner said this to his son, He was clear that he wants motivation from himself. I guess these lines are not for his son, it was for him.
"Beta, Tumko waha nahi rahna hai to aajao, par aap jo bhi kar rahe ho wo acha hi hoga, haso aur khud pe trust karo aur man laga kar kaam karo, Mehnat k alawa aur koi dushra rashta nhi hai."
These lines are not from any big tycoon or motivational speaker, It came from my Dad. I was in a new city totally pulled out and lost about my path. He called me said many things. It was his life learning and many other stories. But at the end he says "I am proud of you" and that one line which helps me to push myself towards a new way of life.  
Dads are the superhero, they have unbelievable power and they know, how to use those exactly at the right time. They hug you when you feel broken, they slap you when you are covered with Ego and Anger. They give you extra motivation for achieving those goals which he wanted to achieve in his teenage.
Trust me, your dad loves you the most. Go hug him and say you love him before its late. Don't waste your time getting angry with him. Fight with him and after some time ask him for a hug. He will definitely respond to you with a Smile. Seat with him sometimes, hear his story from his childhood, not because you will enjoy it, just because this time, this moment might never come back again. And these small moments, you will miss all these small chocolate moments with him forever.
Text him, call him, hug him, and don't forget to tell him. "I love you Dad"
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mbwilo-blog · 4 years
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💥💥Kumbe mboso haja haso kufika kyela diamond platnumz kagundua hiloo🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 (at Mbeya Town, The Green City.) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6iEI6eg8gItNsa5YDih7nBCRj-OTxm_jUc4IY0/?igshid=8hj6hsistip6
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Hey everyone!!Im getting myself back out there with dating (not using apps) after a three year relationship ended last fall.I’m going out to bars and to random fun events in my city both alone and with friends. I’d say I have pretty good self confidence, can be shy sometimes but usually can muster up courage if needed haSo my question is, how would you guys like to be approached and if stand out to you? Just to chat and if we have a nice conversation then maybe exchange numbers or plan a time to meet again :)I’ve never really done this before, I’ve always kinda sat back and let the guys come to me but I want to be able to start a convo if I see someone that seems cool:)Thank you for any tips! via /r/dating_advice
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ciftlinkbankvurgunu · 5 years
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Palandöken: Zincir marketler bakkalları bitiriyor
Palandöken: Zincir marketler bakkalları bitiriyor (escinsellik kotu sey)-velhasil kelam, bizim oglana sizin kizini.. ee oglunuz... ee yikildi ama konsept simdi olmadi ki.-sttr et dunur mahalle calkalaniyo zaten olayla, adimiz ibne babasina cikti. bi de konsept falan diip kizdirma adami.(bkz: arrested development)african amerikalılara göre ise what a stupid personlakabını son tüyüne dek hakeden haso delikannıdır..8 sene boyunca her allahın sabahı görüşmüş bekleşmişizdir..bana gitar* olayını öretmiştir,rear windowu kurup morrisey i adam etmeye çalışma sürecimizi başlatmıştır... Palandöken yaptığı yazılı açıklamada, Türkiyede ulusal zincir market sayısının 30 bine ulaştığını ve 7 yıl içinde bu sayının 44 bine çıkmasının beklendiğine işaret ederek, bu marketleri her seyden once narsizm degil (narsius + izm = narsisizm) (bkz: narsisizm) olacak dogru yazilisi. sigmund freud narkissos adli mitolojik kisilikten etkilenerek narsiszm terimini kullanana ilk kisidir.narsistler baskalarinin halk ve gereksinimlerini goz onune almadan kendilerini one cikarmaya ve her seyi istedikleri gibi yonlendirmek icin baskalarindan yararlanmaya calisirlar. gercek disi guc, para, basari, guzellik ya da ideal ask fantazileri gelistirirler. hic bir zaman doymazlar. bunun snucunda kendine onem verme duygusunun yerini depresyon ve degersizlik duygulari alir. cunku sergiledikleri bu ustunluk tavirlari derin bir guvensizligi gizler. duygusal ve cinsel iliskileri cok yogun ve doyurucu gorunmesine ragmen, kendi mutlulugundan cok karsi tarafin ona hayranlik duymasi, ve memnun kalmasini onemsedikleri icin, hic bir zaman tatmin olamazlar. baska insanlarin dusuncelerini sallamiyor gibi gorunseler de, aslinda bu onlar icin en onemli seydir. istedikleri en onemli sey kendilerine hayranlik duyan, ilgilenen insanlardir, ve bunun icin hep kisiliklerinden odun verirler, ve gercek olmayan, balon ustun imgelerinin arkasina gizlenirler. narsisizm bir hastaliktan ote bir dramdir.sözlükte yazılanlar hakkında vukuu bulabilecek bir idari soru$turma neticesinde hüküm giyen sözlük yazarlarının isimlendirebileceği ortam...kendimi sözlükteki lady olarak tanıtıp bir de peruğu taktım mıydı soluğu kadınlar koğu$unda alır idim..akabinde sözlük bayanlarına selam etmek ne kelime,hepsi ile bir bir kayna$ır idim..kennedy ailesinin yakın dostu ve akrabası, the city and the pillar (abd de yayınlanmış ilk gay ilişki ve aşk romanı) yazarı. eski new york senatörü. güncel amerikan siyaset din, aile ve tarih anlayışının en yaman eleştirmeni- iyi gunler biz kizinizi almaya geldik- beyefendi burasi kadikoy burdan cikis yok- ama bizim oglumuz duran toplara en iyi vuran futbolcu- bende futbolcuya verecek kiz yok- kizinizda futbolcuya verecek $ey var ama.. almi$ bizim oglanin aklini- lan sen ne diyosun- mercimek diyorum.. firina gire cika yalama olmu$ diyorum..- hanim beyzbol sopami getir- ya mevzu bitmi$ zaten.. alan almi$ veren vermi$.. $u cukulatalari yiyelim ziyan olmasin.. oturur iki sohbet ederiz..bizimki formalite.. bu gencler bizi dinlermi saniyosunuz.. bildikleri boku yiyolar zaten- hanim sopayi birak kizi getir adam harbi insanmi$ from ataşehir escort
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Vinhomes Smart City Nguyen Trai
La possession d'un emplacement privilégié dans les rues Nguyen Trai Street, en face du complexe de luxe Royal City, Vinhomes Smart City Nguyen Trai - Nom pas officiellement, est l'un des projets a attiré le plus d'attention maintenant aujourd'hui. Surtout avec l'avantage de la marque Vinhomes principal projet Vinhomes Smart City promet d'apporter l'espace de vie du niveau de vie modernes pour l'excellence, une combinaison complète entre le logement de l'immobilier et système de traduction des normes élevées pour la première fois à Hanoi. Continuellement impressionné par la qualité fonctionne parfaitement avec l'architecture urbaine moderne dans de nombreux projets en cours, la Vinhomes Smart City Nguyen Trai a été lancé en 2015 comme l'un des événements importants continuent a affirmé les efforts et essayer d'étudier sans interruption que le groupe a envoyé à ses clients.
Présentation Vinhomes Smart City
Nom du projet: Vinhomes Smart City Propriétaire: Vingroup échelle de la construction: 109 980 m2 Lieu: 233, 233B, 235 Nguyen Trai Ward, sommet du district de Thanh Xuan à Hanoi. zone d'aménagement du terrain: 132197 m2 et une population de 9710 personnes, ce lieu est considéré comme les zones les plus fréquentées du pays. Fidèle à son nom, Vinhomes Smart City Nguyen Trai prévu bâtiment en uniforme urbain moderne, chic dans les infrastructures sociales, l'infrastructure technique et assurer un développement durable à l'avenir. Le point culminant de cette commune est les services publics parfaits, appartement intelligent design, l'exposition maximale à la lumière naturelle. Être damée basé sur la plate-forme avant que Vinhomes Royal City, Times Ville Park Hill Vinhomes .. promesses Vinhomes Smart City Nguyen Trai deviennent les zones urbaines des produits les plus luxueux seront certainement l'appartement de classe le plus à Hanoi. Lien Lieu: Vinhomes Smart City se trouve au n ° 233, 233B, 235 Nguyen Dinh Shanghai gauche - Thanh Xuan - Hanoi Nord-Est: coïncide redline au nord-est, la planification d'itinéraire 17,5 m étoile d'or large et usine de caoutchouc. Sud-Est: coïncide avec la ligne rouge au sud-est de 20,5m planification d'itinéraire large Sud-Ouest: coïncide redline sud-ouest planification d'itinéraire large 20,5m Nord-ouest: à côté de la route 6 - Nguyen Trai emplacement potentiel Vinhomes Smart City
Position Vinhomes Smart City
Jusqu'à présent, le projet Smart City Vinhomes emplacement du projet propriété rare « Gold » à Nguyen Trai Street, à côté de l'autoroute au-dessus, au nord-est sur la planification d'itinéraire et croix 17.5m Sao Vang usine de caoutchouc, au sud-est et sud-ouest de la planification route. Selon une décision officielle du Comité de la ville de Hanoi, la terre de nouveaux projets en appartement Vinhomes Nguyen Trai Cette position coïncide avec la position de la Savonnerie de JSC Hanoi Savon (HASO) à Nguyen Trai et Thang long usine de tabac. Deux terrains situés près ensemble, couvrant une superficie de dix hectares, sont tous situés avantages très avantageux et dans l'infrastructure à proximité de la station de métro Cat Linh-Ha Dong, les universités grand carrefour Département ... C'est l'une de la décision stratégique de la Commission de la ville pour mettre en œuvre la directive « Les entreprises, les usines de la ville ont été déplacés en banlieue, cédé la place pour le développement urbain de moderne ». Vinhomes Smart City sera l'un des coups de coude importante, promouvoir le développement économique dans la région l'arrière-plan à ce sujet.
Utilitaire Vinhomes Smart City Nguyen Trai
Smart orienté Vinhomes Nguyen Trai construire un complexe d'appartements et de villas et le niveau de service. Venir à Vinhomes intelligent clients apprécieront la ville le gadget parfait suit: quartier résidentiel calme et verdoyant et luxueux vie urbaine claquée humide séparée centre commercial plein de gadgets, des milliers d'articles différents de nombreuses marques célèbres piscine extérieure, aire de restauration avec des restaurants en Asie - Europe apportent aux plats traditionnels pour satisfaire le goût de chaque personne Gym System, aide Spa vous détendre après une longue journée de travail système scolaire inter-niveau aux normes internationales Cliniques Vinmec standard 5 étoiles
Appartement design Vinhomes Smart City Nguyen Trai sont inondé de lumière naturelle, la convection de l'air de la pièce dans l'appartement dispose d'un balcon séparé. Luxe meublé: cuisine, armoires de cuisine, hotte, évier, robinet principal stratifié rua.Cua en portes coupe-feu; Climatisation DISSIMULÉES ensemble moderne; revêtement de sol stratifié, originaire d'Europe, la stabilité totale du système d'eau chaude, le système affiche anh.He système de verrouillage de porte Sonnette: 3 Caractéristiques avec contrôle intégré, d'empreintes digitales, codes et prendre la clé et un prix de base de réserve sera donnée responsable du projet Smart City Vinhomes nous continuellement mis à jour wedsite tintucnhadat247.net
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Như một đóa hoa bừng nở trong nắng mai, được nhấn nhá bởi hệ thống cảnh quan thiên nhiên trong lành và thanh khiết, dự án Vinhomes Nguyễn Trãi xứng đáng là “chốn tiên bồng” lý tưởng cho mọi cư dân. Đây là dự án được Vingroup đầu tư ngang tầm các dự án lớn như Vincom Royal City, Vinhomes Trần Duy Hưng… chắc chắn sẽ là dự án mang điểm nhấn mới trong năm 2017 cho thị trường bất động sản. Có thể nói, dưới sự đầu tư “mạnh tay” của tập đoàn Vingroup, cùng phong cách thiết kế ấn tượng từ hai thương hiệu thiết kế nổi tiếng thế giới là CPG (Singapore) và West Green Design (Canada) mà Vinhomes Cao Xà Lá được ví như “ thỏi nam châm” đối với nhiều khách hàng và nhà đầu tư. Ngay cả về vị trí của dự án này cũng là một sự chú ý rất lớn. Không chỉ nằm trên khu công nghiệp Cao Xà Lá, nơi sẽ di chuyển 2 doanh nghiệp lớn đó là nhà máy của công ty CP xà phòng Hà Nội(haso) và nhà máy thuốc Thăng Long. Khác biệt so với các dự án khác, Vinhomes 235 Nguyễn Trãi chính là sự hội tụ đầy đủ ưu thế của một khu đô thị sang trọng, đẳng cấp hàng đầu tại Việt Nam. Nếu nhìn dự án trong tổng thể quy hoạch, ta có thể thấy nó như một bức tranh tứ bình được điểm xuyết vào thành phố, mang hơi thở nồng nàn của một cuộc sống yên bình, nơi sự sống được hòa nhập vào thiên nhiên xanh mát. Dự án cũng là một trong những đột phá của cảnh quan đô thị Hà Nội, không chỉ có thiên nhiên thơ mộng mà còn có cả một hệ thống tiện ích vô cùng hiện đại. Sống tại Vincom Cao Xà Lá, ngày mới sẽ bắt đầu với tiếng chim hót, với những hạt sương li ti còn vương trên cành lá, với ánh nắng ban mai le lói qua những lùm cây… Và rồi, sau những giờ phút làm việc căng thẳng, bạn trở về nhà với những vòm cây xanh mát lối đi, với những cơn gió nhẹ nhàng luồn qua mái tóc, với tiếng nô đùa vô tư của con trẻ… Bạn có thể dạo bộ quanh 10 khu vườn độc đáo, vừa rèn luyện thân thể, vừa lắng nghe nhịp đập từ trái tim mình. Sẽ không còn cuộc sống xô bồ vội vã, sẽ không còn những dòng người chật cứng giữa lòng đường, chung cư Nguyễn Trãi mang đến cho ta cuộc sống thanh bình hiếm có. Điều tuyệt vời mà chủ đầu tư Vingroup mang lại cho cư dân dự án Vinhomes Smart City đó là sự hài lòng tuyệt đối về môi trường sống xanh, sạch và hết sức an toàn. Hệ thống 66 tiện ích và dịch vụ tiêu chuẩn 5 sao sẽ giúp mọi nhu cầu của cư dân đều được đáp ứng một cách tối đa. Cư dân được rèn luyện sức khỏe với phòng tập gym, khu vườn dạo bộ; được thỏa sức bơi lội tại bể bơi ngoài trời độc đáo dài hơn 50m; được thỏa sức mua sắm với hệ thống siêu thị Vinmart; được chăm sóc sức khỏe tối đa với phòng khám quốc tế VinMec; con em cư dân được phát triển toàn diện với trường học Vinschool… Chất lượng cuộc sống của gia đình bạn sẽ được nâng lên đến một tầm cao mới, tiện nghi, sang trọng và đẳng cấp hơn. Tại Smart City Nguyễn Trãi, nếu như phân khu thấp tầng được ví như “vườn bách thảo trong mơ” thì khu chung cư cao tầng được mệnh danh là “thiên đường sống thanh bình”. Mỗi khu có một vẻ đẹp riêng nhưng tựu chung lại, chúng hài hòa với nhau, bổ sung cho nhau, điểm tô cho nhau để tạo nên một chỉnh thể thống nhất, đó là khu đô thị phức hợp đẳng cấp “Thành phố Ban Mai Vinhomes Cao Xà Lá”. Hãy tưởng cuộc sống của bạn sẽ thư thái biết bên bao nhiêu. Buổi sớm bình yên, bạn và người ấy tay trong thật nhẹ nhàng, tận hưởng hương vị bất tận ngọt ngào như sương mai của tình yêu trong Vinhomes. Hiếm thấy dự án nào hội tụ đầy đủ các yếu tố như Vinhomes Smart City. Sở hữu căn hộ tại đây, ngôi nhà của bạn không chỉ để ở mà còn là tài sản sinh lời trong tương lai… Và đây chính là một trong những lợi thế khiến Vinhomes Cao Xà Lá thu hút nhiều nhà đầu tư lớn mạnh và các khách hàng “sành sỏi” về bất động sản.
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Working on a little idea for one of Pepper’s adventures. She’s found herself in an unfavorable situation in this one.
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HASO, “The Spirit of Polaris.”
Didn’t know what I wanted to write this week , but I told you you would get three stories every week, so that is what I have done. I hope you guys like it. 
Adam couldn’t sleep. He lay flat on his back with the warm Texas heat blowing through him. The windows in the barracks were open and a breeze blew through tugging at his shirt muggy with warm summer night air. All around him the other cadets lay sleeping in the night filled with the distant sounds of marching feet and the even more distant wine of aircraft engines. Light filtered in from the distant runway giving a gently white glow to everything around him. He sighed and rolled onto his side, trying to get comfortable, but it was no use.
Sweat pulsed from his pores with every beat of his heart, and slowly he sat up rubbing his head and blearily looking over at the other sleeping recruits. He had no idea how they were doing it. Most of them were probably from more humid climates, used to sleeping in this sort of oppressive heat.
He was more used to dealing with the cold.
He sat there for a long moment, debating on what to do before finally making a decision. Slowly rising to his feet, he quietly grabbed his boots, and slipped towards the barracks door feet almost silent on the wood flooring below him. He did his best to avoid allowing the light from outside to filter too far into the room, leaving only an instant sliver of illumination on the wood before stepping out into the cool night air. It was nicer outside, and he took in a sigh of relief as the wind brushed over his skin and cooled the heat.
He turned his head up to the sky, tilting his head back and frowned wilting.
The light pollution was so bad here, there were no stars to see. He slumped back against the wall and sighed. This was going to be a long night. 
Bending over, he put his boots on the ground and laced them up turning and making his way towards the distan runway. Up in the sky he could see distant circling lights of the planes both leaving and coming. He was drawn towards them, and the rolling sound of engines. 
He made his way through other small concrete buildings, quietly passing by, doing his best to avoid the dim flare of red, and a line of smoke that trailed up from the watch building,  and up onto a hill in the training field where he was able to sit and stare at the planes both coming and going. He found the roar of their engines to be peaceful, and wrapped his arm around his legs gently rocking back and forth in the night as the wind blew past him.
Adam was going to be exhausted tomorrow he knew, but there was nothing to help it. He wouldn’t be able to sleep, and there was no reason to lay there and hope it would happen. If Master Sergeant Kimball caught him at this hour, he would get his ass beat, and everyone in his group was going to get punished for him being a dumbass, but he was pretty sure their MTI was supposed to be asleep at this hour, and he couldn't Imagine the Master Sergeant missing out on his beauty sleep.
He had to keep his beautifully bushy eyebrows in top shape to yell at the cadets.
Adam rested back against the grass, hands behind his head to stare up at the sky watching as a slow moving red light passed through the distorted atmosphere. The breeze continued to tug at his shirt; he lay in the grass and stared up at the sky.
He was sort of half dozen when.
“Are you enjoying your evening layabout, recruit.”
He nearly soiled his pants jolting upright and nearly tipping over as he turned around to see Master Sergeant Kimball crouching behind him in the grass, the whites of his eyes wide and wild.
“Master Sergeant,I…. I…”
Sergeant Kimball stood staring down at him with his large eyebrows furrowed. Adam had grown a lot over the past year and was almost as tall as the man, but that did nothing to ease his abject terror.
“Sneaking past the posted guard to come watch the airplanes” 
Adam stammered, “I’m s-orry, sir. I- I couldn’t sleep and there are no stars out.”
Sergeant Kimball stepped forward, and Adam flinched back preparing himself for the string of abuse that was sure to leave the man's lips, but when nothing happened he slowly opened on eye too see the man staring up at the sky overhead backlit as a silhouette against the training field below.
“Sit your ass down, recruit.” He said, voice softer than it normally was.
Adam did as ordered dumbstruck as the man slowly lowered himself to sit next to Adam. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting on and placing it between his lips as he stared up at the sky, “This damned humidity makes it impossible to sleep.”
Adam could only nod in agreement.
He looked up at the sky taking a drag on the end of his cigarette causing the tip to flare once before dying away.
You’re right, not much a man can see of the stars here.”
Adam nodded tentatively, opening his mouth, “That was you, at the guard post? You saw me?”
“You aren't exactly one built for sneaking, son, white as a bare ass.”
Adam blushed and shuffled his feet, “Sorry sir, couldn’t sleep.”
Sergeant Kimball looked back up at the sky, “Tell you what, why don’t you and me go for a little drive.”
Adam wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about that. Getting in the car alone with their MTI seemed like a great way to get himself singled out, but he couldn’t imagine how he could say no to this man either, so instead he just nodded and stood. Sgt. Kimball led him down through the base and towards the parking lot before the main building pulling the keys to a hover jeep out from one of his pockets. Adam got into the passenger seat using the frame to halt himself into the seat and sit down as the man began to drive. The vehicle was open, and so there wasn’t much conversation as they spend through the night, wind rushing past them in great usts as they sped up the highway, other vehicles roaring past them.
Adam closed his eyes feeling the rush of air over his skin as he leaned his head out the open side and into the night.
They left the city behind crawling out into the desert of scrub brush dark under the night sky above. The city lights faded into the distance, slowly replaced by blackness overhead. Stars began to wink into place, the brightest first followed by their dimer counterparts.
He closed his eyes, lifting his face to the sky in awe feeling a thrill in his chest as the desert passed by them on both sides and the sky grew darker, until it was possible to see the distant milky lines of their galaxy’s arm extending into the darkness.
It didn’t fail to cross his mind that he was alone with Sgt Kimball in the middle of the desert, a prime place to kill someone and bury their body, but generally tended to hope that he wasn’t going to die.
He didn’t think Sgt. Kimball hated him that much.
They pulled off down a dirt track and pulled to a stop with the sky arrayed above them. 
He clambered out of the car at the instruction of Sgt Kimball who sat himself on the hood of the vehicle and stared up at the sky.
“Beautiful isn’t it.” The man commented 
Adam nodded eyes filled to the brim with glowing white stars.
Sgt. Kimball looked over at him, “You’re serious about this.” it wasn’t a question 
Adam nodded.
Kimll leaned back against the windshield kicking one of his feet up onto the hood while dangling his other foot off the side, “A lot of those kids back there couldn't give two shits about what we do.” he glanced over at Adam, “You on the other hand, you try, pay attention in the classes, spend your free time studying while those little assholes fuck around.” He lit another cigarette, “I always know when someone is going to make it, and you, you will.”
Adam frowned a bit skeptically, “Er….. thank you sir but, I Thought you…. I thought you thought I was a dumbass.”
Sgt Kimball laughed, “Because you are, son. But the world is run by two types of people, assholes or dumbasses, and quite frankly, I tend t find myself liking dumbasses more than I like assholes.”
A cloud of smoke billowed up from his lips as he pointed up at the sky, “I’m assuming you know where Polaris is?”
Adam nodded and pointed with a finger.
“People been guiding themselves by her light for thousands of years, soon enough we'll be sailing the stars and she won’t be so useful anymore.” he paused, “I think we should visit her when we can, seems like it would only be fair to pay homage to the most important star in human history…. Second to the sun I suppose.”
Adam stared at Sgt. Kimball mouth half open. He didn’t think there was particularly anything poetic about the man.
“Shut your mouth boy, leave it open too long and something might nest in it.”
He closed his mouth and turned away, lifting his head to the sky above staring towards  Polaris, which winked at him from the distant expanse of space.”
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“Get out.”
“But.”
“BET OUT! If you want to sleep inside than you have to prove you deserve it.” Chalan flinched back as the door was slammed in her face taking a step back into the moss as the sound of her mother’s voice echoed through the night. Inside she could hear raised voices, an argument rising up in the night.
“You dishonor yourself .”
“Dishonor myself Kazna, or dishonor you dishonor yourself.”
“You are too soft on her.”
“And you are a traitor to your own family. As her mother it is your job to protect and love her. It is NOT conditional.”
“You are weak Lanus, and your ideals will make her weak.”
Chalan turned her head away and trudged her way through the village trying to ignore the eyes on her as she could see peeping out the little windows in the side of the huts. As she walked her feet kicked up bioluminescent moss spores, which glowed as they moved and wet dormant as they lay still calling attention to her movements as she made her way through the open streets and out towards the edge.
The city watch ignored her as she passed by them. Spores clung to her feet and heels making her feet glow with every step as she walked into a small patch of coil tree, their berries glowing white in the darkness. She picked one idly and rolled it between her fingers. Behind her, she heard the sudden soft padding of feet, crouched low she spun spear held out before her in a defensive stance, sure she was about to be set upon by an enemy tribe, but instead was surprised to find Nehchal and Kanan standing behind her. Nechal glowing like one of the moons with her bright white carapace, Kanan blending into the darkness behind in comparison.
She blinked “What are you two doing here.”
Nechal raised her spear, “Watching your back for the night is dangerous.”
Chalan sighed, ‘You could just be honest with me.”
“You know I don’t lie.” Nechal said falling into step beside Sunny as Kanan did the same on her other side.
“You guys don’t have to.” As they walked, their feet lit up with the bioluminescent spores.’
It was a safe enough time of year. The spores could be easily seen across long distances in the dark, and so an arriving raiding part would have to be stupid to come at night. Even now, in the distance, she could see a slow line of spores ascending into the sky as a herd of  unknown creatures passed over the fertile valley before ethem.
Kanan placed a hand on her shoulder, “Why don’t we sit, this seems as good a palace asanhy.”
Chalan shrugged and sat in the moss as she tilted her head back towards the sky. She tried not to think too much about Nechal and Kanan being here. They had probably been spending time together before the argument between her parents broke out. If it wasn’t for her they might be having a nice night together.
“Do you think we are the only ones?” Nechal asked into the darkness 
Kanan looked over ather, “The only ones what/”
Nechal waved one of her hands upward, “The acolytes say we live on a floating rock in the middle of the void. That void is lit by burning gasses of unknown providence, so my question is, are we the only floating rock or are there other things living out there?”
Kanan laughed while Chalan stayed silent, “Definitely the only ones.”
“You think so?
“Doctrine of the citadel doesn't mention anyone else?”
“The doctrine also doesn’t talk about coil trees, but those still exist.”
Chalan lay there listening to their banter as she looked up at the sky. It was a good question, and if there was life out there, what would it be like? She tried imagining fanciful creatures to populate these unknown worlds, but found that it was hard to imagine anything that didn’t resemble something already their own. Not like i mattered anyway, it was unlikely any of them would ever find out.
She did her best to block the arguments from her parents of earlier and listened to the distant roaring of the mountain volcanoes glowing red on the distant horizon.
Nehchal pointed her hand up into the sky, “Look, Chalan, Eedacheel. It’s bright tonight.”
Sunny turned her head to the southern star.
“Beautiful.” Kanan whispered 
“That’s my favorite story.” 
“What?”
“Eedacheel, the spirit that guides, the spirit that brings Drev together. Remember, they say she guides us to those we love.”
The two of them shared a long look and Sunny had to stop from rolling her eyes at them. She stared up at the star Eedacheel had never done anything for her. She stared at the softly winking star. All she saw was distant and unattainable. If there was a spirit, it certainly didn’t care about her.,
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HASO, “The Plan.”
Getting excited for tomorrow. I have had this idea for a while and am pleased to be able to execute it. Building up to something good :)
Dr. Krill, Adam, and Dr. Katie stood in the low ceilinged Vrul council chamber at the center of the city. The entire room was as Adam had remembered it, with large glass windows looking out at all 360 degrees of the city. At one point he had assumed it was just the selfish desire of the ruling class to look down on the citizens, but as he looked, he could now see that there was some utility to the tower, almost a watch tower over the city. The canals and structure of the city itself could be sectioned off if there was ever an emergency, cut like a pie into triangular sections that could be excluded from the force shield if it was ever needed. 
As soon as their historian had put forward her hypothesis, the Vrul council had been called to order, and a few other GA members were now sitting in on the meeting remotely. They would have come themselves, but upon hearing about the horrible creatures that were, even now, clawing at their walls, the council had ordered the shield sup for what must have been the first time in millennia.
Luckily for them, they had never let the shields fall into disrepair, and as he looked out the window he could see the shimmering blue purple nexus of power glistening in the sky above them.
It worried him thinking that the ancient Vrul had deemed it necessary to have a force field that went into the sky as well. Dr. Kell had had a ruptured helium sack when they brought him in, but that gave the assumption that, perhaps, he would still have been able to float in his infected state, which was not something that bare thinking about, though it WAS an important item to consider.
“Yes, all the evidence does seem to point to that.” The counselor said, their head turned towards the GA chairwoman as they spoke, “We have contacted the other cities along the central line and they report their cities are built in much the same way. Satellite imaging shows clusters of…. The nesting sights all over the world, though their greatest cluster happens to be around our city. If each circle has approximately seven of the creatures burrowed below it, we estimate about 49,000 of the creatures possibly burrowed below our landscape. The animals in the area seem to know to steer clear of the nesting sites. The larger animals have moved in great migrations towards the poles where there are few of the nesting sites, and the animals who have a lighter step are prone to avoiding the circle when they can. Zoomed in pictures DO show the occasional skeletalized remains of some creature or another, but it is hard to tell what they died from.
The GA chairwoman was nodding, “So you believe that the cities were built for a different reason than originally thought.”
There was a pause and then the council nodded, “Yes, it seems likely that Vrul lived in open cities before the outbreak began and then built the city in defense against the creatures. The Deltas, we have found are the main spreading vector, since they are stronger and faster, they are more mobile, but the disease affects everyone similarly causing acute aggression and infected pustules filled with sores that rupture and spread a cloud into the air.”
Dr. Krill stepped forward just then to cut into the conversation, “Dr. Katie and I have examined the infection under controlled conditions, and it is clearly a disease that originated on this planet. It does not have the structures you would assume from a viral or bacterial infection common on worlds where the creatures are more animal than plant. In this case the subject does seem primarily interested in infecting our species. The disease is transmissible primarily through respiration where the spores enter the body and into the lungs, as it were, where they are dissolved and the toxin spreads directly through to the brain. It will then destroy most of the decision making and memory centers of the cortex, amp up aggression, and then start germinating more spores in those packets that we have seen.”
“So it isn’t contagious to other species.” The Chair woman asked 
Krill shook his head, “I did not say that.  While it is a disease that is meant for plant-like liforms, any creature with lungs similar to ours are also under direct fire of infection. Humans for example send blood directly to their brain from the lungs, and have cortical centers that are generally analogous to our own. Of course, humans have the blood brain barrier that would be much less likely to allow that to happen, so I don’t see a mental breakdown as part of its affect on humans, but I do imagine they could develop sores that could burst and be contagious.”
“I see, than what is your plan?”
Another of the council members took the moment to step forward, “Clearly we restrict movement outside the city. It worked for us for four thousand years and it shall work for the next four thousand years.”
There was a murmur of agreement around them before.
“You’re not fucking serious.”
There was a pause as the entire council chamber turned to look at him, Admiral vir standing just before the window and staring down at the city.
The human looked on in absolute consternation.
“Do you have a problem with that, human.”
Admiral Vir drew himself up, “Damn straight I have a problem with that. You have an opportunity to take your planet back. You have all the weapons and all the allies in the galaxy and you won’t even fight for your own planet. Living in your air tight cities and using it as an excuse to bring down even greater restrictions on a group of people who have never known any sort of freedom before.”
“Watch your ton-” “No, I am not one of your citizens, and I won’t be silenced for my opinion. At the end of the day it IS your decision, but you have to understand. The Vrul home planet is one of the greatest sources we have of natural gas and yet Vrul economic power is at an all time low, and that is because the group of you wont leave your cities to harvest it. Now we learn that there is a reason, a stoppable reason, and you just want to sit here and do nothing about it always watched by the fear of what if something happens, what if one of them gets in somehow, what if the strain changes, what if what if what if.” He looked around the room, “not to mention that if you took control of these things, you would be able to expand your cities, which would mean no more termination orders for those who are deemed, by the government mind you, to be useless.” he gave a very pointed look at Krill, “You would have had the doctor dead if it wasn’t for my intervention, and then as soon as something went wrong you called him back. I think that is a perfect example on how this system just isn’t working.”
The Vrul council stared at him, and it was pretty clear that they weren’t a fan of the words coming out of his mouth. There was one problem though, there were other citizens in the room than weren’t going to keep their mouths shut. There was Krill of course, who they had already discredited, but the Admiral had waited for the perfect opening, the the psychologist was there, the historian and more than a few other assistants, who he could see were Betas.
He knew from what Krill had said that Betas were insufferable gossips. So anything that happened in this tower was likely to get out.
With grudging slowness the council grinded back into movement, “Than what do you suggest, Admiral? We are not well versed in military tactics which is what this would require. You  can hardly blame us for turning back to the one thing that has always worked.”
Good job hiding behind being pathetic he thought to himself.
“It is a good thing that I am Admiral of the GA armada and have some experience with the tactical side of warfare.” He turned to look around at the others, “We will want to continue doing our tests on these creatures. I want to know what their weaknesses are, and I want to know how to kill them. This is to hoping that bullets do the trick, but I also want to know what they are attracted to. Some of you have suggested vibrations in the ground, in which case, I can use that.
Krill and katie agreed with him.
And he walked with them as they stepped from the room.
“You are really toeing a line the way you speak to them, I think.” Katie whispered quietly
He leaned in, “I have a feeling that the Vrul weren’t always like this. The traditions of government they have now are based on martial law that was present during a zombie apocalypse four thousand years ago. They don’t want to give up their power, but my duty isn’t to their government, it is to their citizens.”
Krill hummed his agreement from Kati’s opposite side, “The Admiral is right, I believe. The more I think about it, the more I have come to a conclusion that we are not as….. How shall we say…. Fragile as the council would make us believe. A lot of what they say is based on the idea that we need to be protected, but I think that ideology is something that was passed down from when we actually DID need to be protected. What other truths about the Vrul don’t we know because we haven’t been allowed to look into it further.”
Adam tapped his fingers against his crossed bicep, “The maximum age of a Vrul for one. I read a paper that said that the average age of a Vrul before termination is only around thirty or forty years, but if what they are saying is true about these zombie vrul, than it is likely they are around four thousand years old.” He glanced over at Krill, “how old does this make you past your termination order/”
Krill shrugged, “I was evaluated early, so I am only considered 35 in your human years, a little bit older in the Vrul reckoning of things, but that does pose an interesting hypothesis. I have never actually seen a Vrul die of old age. But it would make sense with the termination order. If we were forced into cities, than it would make sense that they would do these things out of a need for population control, that is assuming that we can live forever, a thought that seems ludicrous to me, but still.”
Adam nodded, “Starting off though, I want to know what kind of music does what to the creature.”
Dr Katie looked at him skeptically, “Music?”
He nodded, “Music.”
“What are you planning, she said suspiciously, looking him over with a critical eye.
He smiled, “Dealing with the hoard all at once, but if we can do that, and use music against them, well then I would want to use all of my inherent advantages now wouldn’t I?”
Katie nodded with some thought and motioned him onward.
They went back to the chamber, while he and some of the marines went back to the wall, where the group of ravening Vrul were still tearing at the base.
“Lower the shields.” he ordered on of the Betas.
The creature looked at him like he was nuts, but the look on his face made clear, in no uncertain terms that he wasn’t going to argue and hurried to do as Adam ordered.
The small section of the field opened, and he leaned out over the drop looking down at the creatures still clambering at the wall.
“Huh, Maverick, come here.”
Maverick trotted over behind him, rifle bouncing in a sling against her chest and she skidded to a halt next to him, “Yes Boss.”
“Think you can shoot one of them in the head from up here?”
She paused, frowned but then shrugged, “I mean…. yeah , probably.”
“Go on, target practice.”
She looked at him a bit confused for a second, before shrugging and leaning out over the drop. He grabbed her by the back of the shirt just to give her that extra bit of security while she got a good angle.
There was a small pause, and then a sharp subsonic crack as the rifle fired. The Vrul flinched at the shockwave and Adam’s ear’s rang. Damn idiot forgot to put in some hearing protection before she did that, but what was done was done. Not even a millisecond later there was a sharp explosion as the Vrul in question shattered into its component parts. It cracked open like an egg and the strange, and deadly pollen ruptured out before falling back onto the ground.”
Maverick drew herself back inside the shield which shut quickly.
“Huh, that worked better than expected.”
“Yeah, but did you see the polen?”
He frowned and nodded, “I did. I don’t think any Vrul should be going on this mission with us, and as for the humans. IT will be full suits and respirators for everyone. I want to see how long these spores can last in the environment by themselves. Hopefully it isn’t long, because if it is then that puts my whole plan out the window. I also want to see how long it can last in the air, because that is going to be super important.
***
When he returned to the lab later on after coordinating his original idea Dr. Katie and krill were waiting for him with their results.
“So, what did we find.”
“A couple of things.” Krill announced, “FIrst of all, the spores last a very short time outside the host, maybe twenty four hours at most, though that is only when provided with the perfect condition. They cannot infect the surrounding plant life or the soil. The spores themselves are rather heavy and so they don’t stick around in the air longer than the wind can keep them up, and they seem to be neutralized by water, or water ruins their infectivity when outside a subject, so that is also good news. His helium sack would still work if it was not for the tear, which means that these creatures can float, and we know that the deltas can burrow to some degree.”
Adam was nodding slowly, “And how about the music?”
“Ah, that we found is interesting. A steady and predictable beat does cause them confusion, so most human songs will get them. Anything without a measured beat isn’t an issue, like classical music for the most part. Songs that have no drumline don’t confuse them as much, and songs where the drum line isn’t as noticeable also don’t affect them as much. A good predictable drumline as seen in many rock songs will get them nice and confused, but your best bet for neutralizing them is a hard rock or metal drumline with additional patterns coming from the guitar and vocal track.”
“Hard rock and metal to save the day then.”
They looked at him with a curious expression as he grinned at them.
“What are you planning.”
“I am planning to kill zombies, and I am planning to do it in style.” 
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HASO, “World War V.”
I realize the title would be a lot more clever if V wasn’t also the roman numeral for 5, but whatever.
I know this one is a bit over the top but in the immortal words of one of my favorite authors “err on the side of awesome.” and I will not apologize.
But I am interested, at the end, comment what two songs you would use in this scenario. I am intrigued. I will tell you the songs I imagined at the end of the story :)
“So, your plan is to…. Intentionally wake the dead?”
“Wake the, very long hibernated, and then blast them with hard rock music while we mow them down with machine guns? And…. remind me YOU are the GA armada Admiral? And this is your tactical genius.”
Admiral Adam Vir adjusted the chestplate of his space suit, “Well say anything in that sort of voice and it will sound stupid, but hear me out. It is much easier to take something out all at once than it is to go hunting them down one by one and having to worry about missing something. We bring in the helicopters, and the vibration of the rotors will disturb the ground causing the infected vrul to rise. Now knowing the Vrul, and knowing that complicated beats affect their ability to navigate, move and completely wipe out their fine motor control. Furthermore, they seem attracted to vibrations in the air and through the ground which means we will be able to confuse them even more and keep them away from the city. Barring that, the Vrul have their force fields up, which are more than a match for light machine gun fire and will even keep out the strange pollen.. There is no better time to deal with this.”
He tucked his helmet under one arm, “I trust that makes sense to everyone?’ he turned around to the docking bay where over fifty men and women stood in neat rows of polished flight suits, helmets tucked under their arms. As he spoke, their heels snapped together with a loud crackle, and their hands rose into a salute.
Behind them double the amount of marines raised their hands into the air and chanted with loud voices that rose into the air with a roar.
Admiral Vir turned to the commander of the 113th graduating class of Earth’s UNSC Airborne Helicopter division, which he had brought in on special loan. These men and women were yet to fly any real tactical missions though they had all logged thousands of hours of flight already in their careers. Many of them had never left earth until this moment, and their first mission was going to be on the face on an alien planet.
He smiled, “if you knew as much as I did about aliens, Major, you might understand why we are doing something that seems so ludicrous, but sometimes when dealing with extraterrestrials, this is what we have to do.”
He turned to where a line of fifty pod shaped objects were being loaded one by one onto a rolling rail leading towards the airlock. Beside it half a dozen small fluffy shapes were busy overseeing the attachment of fifty identical Sonic cannons to the front bottom of each. There was a break in their work as one of the small creatures came waddling across the deck.
Admiral Vir Knelt down setting his hand on the floor and allowing Lord Avex to step onto his hand and then onto his shoulder as he stood back up.
The rest of the crowd watched in wide eyed awe, though they were, luckily, well trained enough not to do or say anything stupid despite their large eyes and quivering lips, which suggested they wanted nothing better than to cuddle the stuffed-animal esque alien that rested on his shoulder, “The cannons are in place, Admiral, and I have examined each of the pods, and the yare ready to be deployed.”
“Thank you Lord Avex, your work is much appreciated.”
It was just then that Sunny walked across the deck to join them. She was wearing her space suit as well and carried her helmet under one arm. The new recruits staired on in shock as she walked over to stand next to him, “The machine guns have been mounted and are ready to go Admiral, A few of our number have volunteered to go with the marines as extra support. Behind her at least a dozen other Drev raised their fists into the air and chanted their excitement not all that different from the line of marines on the far end of the hanger.
Admiral Vir nodded turning back towards the group of young pilots, not much younger than himself, and stepped up onto the nearest crate.
“On behave of the Galactic Assembly and the Vrul council, I thank all the men and women here for agreeing to accompany us on this mission today. You will be the first airborne unit in history to participate in an operation off Earth as their first assignment. You are thousands of lightyears away from home, orbiting an alien planet thousands of years older than our own, and today your mission is not one of destruction, but of liberation. For thousands of years the Vrul have been trapped inside their walls, until time and tradition made them forget about the dangers lurking outside.” he turned his eyes to look over every last man and women that stood before him, “What we are about to face is like nothing humanity has ever faced before, below the soil of this planet lies a plague dormant for thousands of years, a horde like locusts ready to rise up and infect the city. Now we have our protections, we have our suits, and the Vrul have their shielded city, but it is our job to start riding the planet of it’s plague.” He smiled, “Plus it always helps to have door mounted machine guns and a little rock ‘n roll.”
There was a sharp cheer from the men and women before him who raised their fists into the air. Behind them the marines joined in, and so did the Drev, who, he was pleased to say, had taken to rock like they had guitar solos for breakfast.
Still grinning, he reached up, pulled on his helmet, “Right, let’s get this done.”
He pointed to Sunny, Ramirez, Maverick and a few others, “With me in the elad chopper. The rest of you split off and gear up.”
His words were obeyed almost immediately as he stepped  over to what had once looked like a pod, but was now clearly a very specialized sort of chopper. 
As he slid into the pilot’s seat, and the others strapped in behind, he heard, “I thought you were a fighter pilot, not a helicopter pilot.” They pulled on their helmets.
Adam adjusted his harnesses, “I can fly anything from space ships to paper plans, you can bet your ass if it leaves the ground, I know how to fly it.”
Maverick buckled herself into the door gunner position, “Yeah, but if it has wheels, you better bet he’s probably gonna back it over your mailbox.”
“Put a sock in it Maverick, that is hardly my fault. I never really got the opportunity to practice.”
The door at the back shut and locked tight.
All around them other doors were being locked into place, and once all of the pilots had indicated they were ready to go, Admiral Vir gave the signal, and he felt the ship change course. He adjusted his comms set and called up to the bridge where Simon would be piloting them into position.
“How are we looking, Somon.”
“Almost in position Admiral.”
“Now remember to pull back into low orbit once you let us drop, or else the gravity well is going to pull you in, and it is going to be a bitch to get her back out.” “Yes sir, I know sir.”
“Good.”
He turned his eyes forward as a red light burst into life above their heads. Everyone evacuated the airlock as the fifty pods were brought by rail towards the doors. Behind him he could hear the others chanting something, though his heart was hammering so hard he could hardly hear what they were saying.
Funny thing is he bet he felt like every one of those new pilots getting ready for their first mission. He didn’t know if it was just him, but it felt like this every single time, and he wouldn’t trade it for the world. He ignored the tingling sensation in his bladder as the light blinked green before the airlock door, and the ramp slid open.
All went silent, and below him he watched as the light of the vrul homeworld washed over the deck before him pouring like golden honey.
The sight was breathtaking, steeling the air from his lungs as he looked down.
“Damn.” 
It would just never get old.would it.
“Prepare for drop, in three, two, one, drop.”
The latch on the back of the rail released, and suddenly they were falling away from the ship. Adam was pressed back in his seat as they accelerated downwards towards the open atmosphere.
Lights blinked on the console ahead of him and the tracking screen picked up his target.
They were approaching, and they were approaching fast.
They were entering the atmosphere now, and he felt it as their pod began to rock and rattled around him and fire began to lick up on the southside of his pod. It was almost deafening as they roared into the atmosphere. He turned on his comms watching as other pods roared into the atmosphere back and behind him. He could see them on his radar as they roared downward.
He had to wonder what it must be like for them.
Their first mission, and they were doing a high altitude drop onto an alien planet.
He almost envied them their excitement. Because he had done stuff like this before, and he was still grinning like an idiot.
Light rose up around them as the sky behind them turned blue. Clouds passed below them in great swaths, and he reached down to the controls ready to deploy.
He set of a general count for the rest of the pilots.
Three 
Two
One.
He pulled the release, and the engine roared to life. There was a sudden firing as the engine spurted downward, lifting them airborne for a second and slowing their descent. His innards dropped as G force allowed his stomach to crawl into his feet. Then the rotors deployed like a fan. There was a sharp chunk and then a whirr as they began to fall again, and then the rotors caught, and began to spin. The rear rotor did the same sliding into position. Both caught with a roar, and he whooped with adrenaline.
He toggled his radio.
“Alright, ready the door gun.”
Behind him the doors were slid open, causing a rush of air to blast into the open carriage as Maverick rolled the gun into position and locked it at the door with a loud snap. On the other side Maverick was doing the same. Beside him. Sunny took control of the extra rear mounted guns set in place especially for this mission.
Adam had the guns already built into the chopper, as well as missiles if he felt like it.
Beside him and below him, he watched as the fifty other choppers deployed like his. Some of them were a bit wobbly, but everything he saw seemed to go well.
“Alright everyone take it in low, and on my mark deploy the cannons.”
He angled them lower roaring towards his target.
Below them, the Vrul city was a glassy blue purple bubble against the orange, brown landscape.
He took point, and the other choppers fell into flight beside him, clustered in ten open groups of five helicopters each, and together they rolled in low over the landscape, not twenty feet above the ground in some cases, though those were only the pilots who were comfortable getting that close. From here he could see the thudding of their rotors causing the dirt to shake and the strange trees to quiver. 
The wildlife began to roll out in different directions, racing across the ground and away from the roaring choppers as if they knew what was coming, He scanned the ground, with Maverick and Ramriez leaning on the machine guns behind him.
“See anything yet?”
“Not yet.”
He opened his comms to everyone else, “Alright everyone, deploy sonic cannons in three, two, one go.” 
The first line of lyrics, and the first drumline rolled from the directional cannons, blasting the ground with a focused beam of sound like a laser for noise.
He whooped bobbing his head to the music, the sound so powerful he was able to hear it over the roaring of the rotors.
He sure hoped the Vrul had taken his advise and hidden in inside bunkers for this.
They roared over the landscape turning in a huge clockwise circle over the landscape.
“Report if you see anything.” he ordered.
At first, it didn’t seem like anything was going to happen, and he worried that his idea, which had seemed so cool and tactical to begin with , was nothing but a waste of resources. How embarrassing was that going to be to explain to the UNSC.
Yes, I borrowed the entire 113th graduating class to go on a joyride around the Vrul capital city, yes here is my rank and gun, I will now go live on the moon in exile never to show my face again.
“Sir! I have something.”
“Go.”
“Just south of the city, sir. I have movement coming from the trees in thermal.”
“Same here sir.” 
He was at the point of the circle, so he wasn’t likely to see it, made sense.
“Alright , let’s give it a pass. I want as many of those bugs out of the ground before we start shooting.”
They roared over the ground with the sound of the base rattling the stone below them. As he watched, one of the strange animals he had seen running, tipped over as the cannon passed over it and fell to the ground twitching. Apparently pattern tolerance was not something that many things on this planet had.
“Sorry guy, but things are going to be better when we are done.”
Rocks jumped and rattled as they took a wide turn around the city.
He could see the shield pulsing against the sonic waves that were bouncing off the ground and back into the air.
The blades of the helicopters cut through the air so fast it was like a light grey translucent wall against the sky.
They had almost made a full rotation.
“Holy shit.” for a second he wondered who had spoken until he realised that it was himself.
They were everywhere, swarming like ants over the landscape, turning the ground black in some places as they crawled over each other in confused circles. As the music got closer, their purposeful movement turned into awkward confusion.
“Stagger!.”
The formations staggered, falling behind each other so that everyone was always covering one segment.
“Ready to deploy the  sonic attack on my mark, in three, two, one, mark.”
It was a guitar solo this time, one that he had listened to thousands of times, and one that he couldn't have resisted using to kill zombie Vrul.
Th drumline cut in as the third obvious pattern in the song, and as it roared over the wave of Zombified Vrul, there was an immediate reaction as they all began staggering and falling to the ground, behind him he felt as the guns opened fire on either side with a sharp burrrr as the rotating barrels started spitting hot lead at 1,000 rounds per minute.
He laughed with something like maniacal glee as the powerful rounds poured into the infected creatures ripping them apart sometimes four at a time sending a wave of yellow pollen up into the air, to be kicked up by helicopter blades as they passed over. His circle kept him closest to the wall, so he was able to catch the majority of them before they could even attempt to make it to the city.
He toggled his own guns, and stitched a line of bullets over a completely black mass, which erupted into a burst of yellow. His circle took him around to where the Vrul had managed to make it to the wall of the city, and had begun climbing each other like they planned to create a ladder using bodies to the top of the wall. He gunned them down with great prejudice. As they moved along the wall, more and more of the creatures had piled themselves higher and higher, but that is not a trend that they allowed to last long. One of the piles managed to make itself three quarters of the way up the wall before their sonic attack hit them, causing the tower to collapse as both glorious drum lines and bullets roared into them.
He carved a circle through the sky coming over their first line of attack, where dark bodies were doing the best to crawl over their fallen brethren and pools of yellowed pollen having fallen to the ground. Ahead of him he could see a cloud of yellow where the following helicopter was stitching tis way over the landscape with great prejudice.
Behind him, he thought he heard Maverick cackle like a swamp witch as she loaded another belt of ammunition.
Yeah sure people back home were cool, but they would never be this cool, flying over an alien landscape, killing alien zombies while listening to a little ACDC, They could dream but nothing would ever be more awesome.
He couldn’t wait to tell his siblings.
His sister would be so jealous.
She had always been a fan of the zombie genre.
“Admiral, Admiral I think some of them are starting to fly.” Came the nervous comment over the com.
“Alright, remember the drill, just keep calm, and go higher if you can, then when you have enough clustered below you, drop one of the canisters.”
There was an acknowledgement over the comms.
With that announcement still running through his head, he got ready to drop one of his own canisters.
He was in view of the last helicopter as it rose into the air pursued by hundreds of little black dots that would erupt into yellow spores as they were hit by machine gun fire, and then something dropped from the bottom of the chopper, and then exploded just above the rising infected.
Thousands of tiny organic needles rained down on the vrul, cutting straight through their helium sacks, and sending them crashing downwards, into their companions, and finally to the ground where they erupted on impact, killing even more of their companions.
Up ahead, a wall of black rose before him, but he was faster.
They rose into the air and he roared over the wall, dropping one two and then three canisters in quick succession causing a wave of them to drop to the ground. The following helicopters followed his lead. He was having to rise higher and higher into the air, but still he was managing to keep ahead of them, they were slow and he was fast, but that didn’t stop a few of them from getting in front of him. 
There was a jolt as his rotors hit one of them, and he gritted his teeth, it was fine, one or two was fine as long as he didn’t allow them to gum it up.
He pulled back and up and continued to drop more and more of the caisters.
One or two of them floated high enough to make it close to his sonic cannon, but they were blown back and the pressure caused their helium sacks to rupture.
***
The Vrul council stood on the wall overlooking the outside of the city as a wall of the Vrul infected rose into the sky obscuring everything in a wave of dark bodies. Human helicopters roared in a wide circle around the city, and everywhere they went yellow spores erupted into the air. All of them wore safety masks as a precaution, but that didn’t stop the fear that rose up in them as they stepped back arms held out in shock. Dr. Krill stared on in fascination and awe. He wasn’t wearing hearing protection like the others, he could handle human music to a certain degree, and it was pretty muffled through the shielding.
He watched in shock and awe as one of the helicopters cut too low, and rolled right into a dense thicket of the floating bodies. There was a horrific eruption of yellow as the rotors caught hundreds of the creatures, and then the helicopter itself began to spin out of control crashing and rupturing Vrul as it roared towards the ground.
The emergency systems deployed firing one last time to slow the chopper’s crash. The sudden burst of flame ruptured a line of the Vrul infected before it finally plowed into the ground sending up a wave of yellow spores.
“Sweet Nebulon.” one of the council muttered.
Two more helicopters went down, and it looked as if there weren't going to be enough bullets.
What had they done!”
***
“Everyone, On me, increase sonic cannons! Now!” he had seen the three choppers go down, and he had seen all three of their safety measures deploy, but he couldn’t be sure if any of them had survived. “Avoid the crash sites. Everyone on me!”
The entire fleet of remaining choppers clustered together turning up the volume on their sonic cannons, and the combined force was so powerful that some of the bodies began to rupture even without gunfire though it still tore downwards.
They took two more passes before he saw his ammunition running low. That was fine. The Vrul bodies were no longer coming in waves and it would be harder to hit them from above, now that they weren’t just coming in a wave.
He aimed for one of the crash sites.
“I want a group of us to set down. Only choppers with Drev on them!”
There was agreement as ten choppers split off to the three crash sites.
Adam roared down from the sky, and set down on a smoking heap of yellow coated bodies.
He cut the engine , and reach back to pull his spear from where it was attached to the floor of the chopper. It wasn’t a Drev spear and it wasn’t a human spear but something in between, with the reverse spike on the end like they had done with the NeoSpartans.
He turned in his seat just in time to see the two marines push their machine guns out of position and one of the infected Vrul to come charing at Ramirez.
A spear appeared in his hand in that moment, and he ran it through the face.
Sunny was behind him a second later, and together they were out the door, three of them armed with spears, maverick armed with her assault rifle, and together they made their way towards the downed chopper.
Making it there just in time to see as a pile of clustered Vrul was ruptured from within, and a very angry Drev came roaring out.
He recognized from the height who it was.
“Kanan!” he heard Sunny yell.
They ran over to help, sweeping through the cluster of Vrul zombies before they began fanning out across the open plane.
He turned up the speakers on the outside of his suit and allowed it to blare music as he raced towards anything that still looked to be moving. A few of them were still floating into the sky, but the remaining helicopters were taking care of those, and Maverick from the ground on occasion.
He ran one through the face, turned and clubbed the other in the head like he was swinging  for a home run.
His blad sliced straight through the neck of one as he staggered over the uneven ground.
To the side of him, sunny was cutting through them with impunity like a god of war, touching them though they never touched her, the yellowed gore spattering her suit.
As more and more of the Vrul were cut out of the sky, more and more choppers landed, and men and women filed out, running in open lines, using whatever the could to dispatch the remaining bodies.
He saw one of the new pilots grab a Vrul by the neck, and twist it like he was breaking the neck of a chicken, surprised when the entire head came off. He kind of hoped the Vrul council did not see that.
By the end of the battle. Four of their choppers had been downed. Two humans were dead, both of them in the crashes, and at least four more critically injured.
He felt bad about it.
But he couldn’t have predicted that.
At least none of the pilots had died.
Two of his marines had though, tossed from the choppers as they were falling from the sky. It made him sick to think about their families, the ones that he would have to send letters to, but he tried not to think about that for now.
Thousand upon thousands of the vrul zombies were dead, and even as he thought this dozens more were being dispatched by hand by humans who were no more than walking radios at this point, having chosen their own theme songs to fight zombies.
Some of thor picks were quite surprising, though he couldn’t blame them for their humor or their irony.
They still had a long way to go, but at least he knew how it could be done.
Vrul past, hopefully, would never come back to haunt them. 
The two songs I imagine Adam picked for this was 
First: Raise Hell - Dorothy
Second: Thunderstruck - ACDC
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