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Mmm...

Carnivals celebrate the fringe element.

Freaks and carnies on center stage are a crucible for the masses.

Hard and fast, like an illicit affair.

Relax, just an allergy.

Damn!

Sneezing's this week's signal.

BC storm troopers be barging in any minute.

All sound and fury.

Complete nonsense, but a decent act.

I guess it's better to be safe...

than sorry.

The last time the carnival came to town

my curves were just mounds and pointy angles.

The corporation engineered a crisis.

And the calliope wailed a funeral dirge.

Alternaceuticals,

a medical research company in search of cures

for an imperfect society.

Our focus is the source of disease.

And our goal is to eliminate the bad elements

and reach a final solution.

Oh, my god!

Your attention, a possible viral outbreak

has been detected in this area.

Come one, come all!

This is a modern mutant menagerie!

The greatest collection of the strange and ugly,

the deformed and the demented!

The most abnormal and alien creatures you've ever seen.

The sensational Sartori Sisters!

Siamese twins with a double dose of sex appeal.

Don't miss Danny, the boneless boy.

The most amazing mass of mutant muscle in the known megaverse.

And your fine feathered friend,

Stuck, the duck boy!

And now my friends... have you ever wondered

what a really big duck eats for dinner?

Watch this.

Delicious.

I just love seafood, don't you?

Great show tonight, Stuck.

The octopussy routine knocked 'em dead

and apparently got you a date.

Yeah, what's the occasion?

I'm just sick of this dog and pony show.

Spent the last six months in small dumps.

Now that we hit the big city, I'm going out on the town.

You deserve it, handsome.

Get yourself a steak, a martini, and shake it.

Make sure you check out the roost!

Alternaceuticals, pharmacology and biomedical security.

Keeping your city on the hill safe.

Alternaceuticals...

Keeping the books and performing three sets a night,

They don't pay me enough.

Hand print scan, please.

Ow!

Hello, Raven.

I'm Bird.

And you may need my help.

Really? You must have telepathy,

'cause I just hurt my hand.

You're bleeding. Here, let me take a look.

I'm fine. I just want a--

Smoke. And a light.

Thanks for the help.

Typical. Another man assuming every woman's a damsel in distress.

Carnival and nightclub are rigged.

Excellent.

The nuclei remains stable, but the mechanical chromosomes

Seem be breaking down during mitosis.

Damnit! The metaphase has been corrupted by chloroform poisoning.

I can't calculate the strength of the invasion

but the mutations look terminal.

Damnit, that son-of-a-bitch!

# Don't light the fire #

# If you ain't gonna cook #

# Don't touch that trigger #

# If you're just gonna look #

# Don't even try #

# What you know you can't do #

# Don't get me started #

# If you can't follow through #

# Don't take me #

# Half way to heaven #

# If you just fooling around #

# Don't take me #

# Half way to heaven #

# If both your feet don't leave the ground #

# Don't take me #

# Half way to heaven #

# If you just fooling around #

# Don't take me #

# Half way to heaven #

# If both your feet don't leave the ground #

Help me!

Oh, my god!

Your attention...

A possible viral contingent has been detected in this area.

Virus control will now determine the degree of danger.

Please remain calm...

Transmission, danger category five.

Mandatory procedure ready.

All units commence cleansing.

Fire!

Your attention, please,

Full quarantine and decontamination procedures

are now in effect. Please remain calm.

-You alright, madam? -I think so.

You ever see that mangy troglodyte before?

No, never.

Roost contamination under control.

Ground target neutralized, carnival freak confirmed the source,

begin cleansing immediately.

Shh.

Scan the usual suspects to make this look official.

Then grab the girl, but, no witnesses.

Alternaceuticals, our focus is the source of disease,

and our goal is to reach a final solution.

Your attention please...

A category five emergency has been declared.

Virus control will implement necessary safety precautions.

Please remain calm.

Oh, my god!

This is only a drill, right?

Negative, bombs away.

Run!

C'mon, girl!

Safety precautions complete.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Alternaceuticals,

keeping our promise to control, cleanse and purify

for your safety.

Alternaceuticals...

Can you hear what they're saying?

An official police state has been declared.

Collateral damage from the air strike failed to neutralize all targets.

The lounge singer has escaped with an accomplice.

Shit, we've got to warn Raven.

Hope we're not too late!

Looks like the whole goddamn police force.

Shit, that's a battle cruiser.

Raven! Sweetheart, the VC are after us!

They wiped out the whole troop!

I know. They killed the duck boy.

Quick, follow me.

Keep steady, motion sensors.

If it locks on, we're finished.

This way.

You feel okay?

Uh-uh. You?

Stay underground.

We'll have to take the abandoned subway tunnels.

You two okay?

How much further?

We're almost there.

-Almost where? -You're in danger.

I've gotta get you to safety.

-Hey, I want some answers! -You're hosting this disease.

-What!? -They're slowly dying and so are you.

What the hell are you talking about?

And who the hell are you?

Alternaceuticals is responsible for all that's happened.

The carnival bombing, the raid on the roost,

both were staged.

Hand print scan, please.

We'll be safe here.

Bullshit!

We all wanna know what's going on here, Bird.

I was chief epidemiologist at Alternaceuticals.

Corbin is the chairman and a psychopath.

Together we founded the company.

This video will answer most of your questions.

Hey, that's me! Where'd you get this?

Calm down. This isn't an actual event from your life.

Your memory's are VR simulations.

You are the sole prototype

if a government funded genetic engineering project.

Your value as a test subject is priceless.

And Corbin knows that.

Raven, you'll have to trust me.

We'll have to work together to save your lives

and take that bastard down.

-Why me? -Look...

Technically you're a human machine.

The synthesis of biological and mechanical components

Has made your immune system a model of efficiency.

In a healthy immune system, pathogens routinely enter your bloodstream,

but they're destroyed by white blood cells.

Speak English, witch doctor!

The micro-algae in your bloodstreams

Is now simply too strong for this natural process.

Unless each of you has a transfusion, your current condition is terminal.

What?!

It's part of an end game to eliminate mutant genes

from the natural selection process.

Despite your eugenics,

your death would confirm the strength of the Alternaceuticals micro-algae

And trigger the plan for mutant genocide.

What the hell are you talking about?

Yeah, this is ridiculous!

It's the initial phase of Corbin's eugenic master plan.

Look...

This is your blood from the other night.

The virus.

Corbin's plan is bigger than the both of us.

To eliminate people with anomalistic genetic codes,

aberrant DNA, whatever.

Like your duck friend and the twins here.

Oh, my god. What can we do?

There's a chance I can reverse the process.

We have to re-regulate your metabolisms via transfusion.

But we'll have to get into Alternaceuticals.

And I better be right.

You're starting to show symptoms.

Raven, you have to trust me.

You were the product of love and sacrifice, not science.

Bird, what about my mother?

Right before I was fired...

She died.

An experiment went... Wrong.

I loved your mother very much.

Hand print scan, please.

Shit!

Good morning....

Stay alert this place is crawling with armed drones.

If they dish it, we'll give it back in spades.

Hang in there, girls, we're almost there.

I hope so, we're fading fast.

This machine could've been the source of healing for so many people.

It worked, let's go, ladies!

Transfusion bay has been breached.

Armed response has been initiated.

Raven, please forgive me.

I've been wrong all along.

You can't tamper with life, only hope to understand it.

Shut down the machine.

Think again.

Bird!

Back in your cage, Corbin.

You bastard! You're ruining everything!

Corbin, what have you done?

You created the virus.

I merely improved its application.

You've always been a proponent of electric shock therapy.

Exploiting laboratory specimen

To catalog the results of your empirical delusions.

But these are human beings, you bastard.

Eliminating the mutants and freaks is good science.

Slowly developing an expensive cure is good fiscal policy.

You sick son-of-a-bitch!

-What just happened? -I feel different.

you two okay?

It's wonderful!

So this is Corbin?

You crazy son-of-a-bitch!

Well, here we are again, Bird.

When will you realize that profitable science

always involves sacrifice?

Her mother would know all about that.

We finish this now.

Roll sisters, come up firing!

We'll fry in hell together, Corbin.

Aah!!

Bird!

We got your back, get goin', girl!

Let's go, girls, we're out of time!

Remember, friends, for all your pharmaceutical needs,

look no further than Alternaceuticals.

Better living through better chemicals.

Is anyone really safe these days?

These corporations and cartels...

Are they solving our problems or creating them?

You know what's true, what's real?

Your own thoughts may not belong to you.

A seemingly innocuous thing,

A sneeze, can change not just the present and the future,

but the past as well.

Here's to you, Bird.

Thanks for the... memories.

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