Clone story 5
I'm pretty sure I mentioned the Clone Liver last night. Here's a story a friend of mine told me about its origin. It's more of a folk-tale; I really doubt its validity:
In the early 16th Century, scientists in Europe pretending to be soldiers managed to get within 30 feet of Queen Ilsbette of Nosc. This was, here-to-fore, an impossibility. In the past, clones of the scientists had been erected and planted up to three feet from the Queen's footfalls, but said clones were prone to motivation by repulsion. Additionally, clones of the soldiers they were impersonating turned out to be frauds and were usually discharged by commanding officers. By not using clones, the scientists discovered that proximity could be reached if one were to dress in military garb. This was not without its difficulties. The climate at the time was adamantly opposed to the use of non-clones as non-soldiers. Angry onlookers would insist with brass basins, gesturing threateningly, but ambiguously, towards them. Many of the scientists became afraid and, fearing the mysterious brass basin's purposes, would fling themselves upon them and lie in them... speculating that, in order to conquer their fears, they must first fling themselves upon them and lie in them. They were proven correct. But their boldness nullified their participation in the proximity study. "Only the meek shall inherit the earth", it was widely believed... and a bold person is automatically setting themselves up for failure in all walks of life. The shy and meek have the best chance at any form of success (as there exists an eventuality that at least some of them will one day rule the world).
Anyway, these scientists (those that were meek enough not to jump in brass basins) were being bold, however, in not using their clones. Their attempts at monarchical proximity were doomed from the start. It was the meek actions of Peretto Giselba that saved the day (as the meek are prone to do). Fearing the wrath of the Queen and not wanting to do anything about it, he fashioned a stick of Cinisal Water from the back of the neck. Using the clamps, he noticed that when DNA gets smoother, it gets, what cloners would later call, "murderous". This inertness, Giselba realized, could be soothed and maintained in a full sack. He did so, and tucked it behind his ear before putting on the ridiculous soldier costume. And thus, the first Clone Liver was born. Its nurturing and subsequent independence would happen much later. A couple weeks, tops.
In the early 16th Century, scientists in Europe pretending to be soldiers managed to get within 30 feet of Queen Ilsbette of Nosc. This was, here-to-fore, an impossibility. In the past, clones of the scientists had been erected and planted up to three feet from the Queen's footfalls, but said clones were prone to motivation by repulsion. Additionally, clones of the soldiers they were impersonating turned out to be frauds and were usually discharged by commanding officers. By not using clones, the scientists discovered that proximity could be reached if one were to dress in military garb. This was not without its difficulties. The climate at the time was adamantly opposed to the use of non-clones as non-soldiers. Angry onlookers would insist with brass basins, gesturing threateningly, but ambiguously, towards them. Many of the scientists became afraid and, fearing the mysterious brass basin's purposes, would fling themselves upon them and lie in them... speculating that, in order to conquer their fears, they must first fling themselves upon them and lie in them. They were proven correct. But their boldness nullified their participation in the proximity study. "Only the meek shall inherit the earth", it was widely believed... and a bold person is automatically setting themselves up for failure in all walks of life. The shy and meek have the best chance at any form of success (as there exists an eventuality that at least some of them will one day rule the world).
Anyway, these scientists (those that were meek enough not to jump in brass basins) were being bold, however, in not using their clones. Their attempts at monarchical proximity were doomed from the start. It was the meek actions of Peretto Giselba that saved the day (as the meek are prone to do). Fearing the wrath of the Queen and not wanting to do anything about it, he fashioned a stick of Cinisal Water from the back of the neck. Using the clamps, he noticed that when DNA gets smoother, it gets, what cloners would later call, "murderous". This inertness, Giselba realized, could be soothed and maintained in a full sack. He did so, and tucked it behind his ear before putting on the ridiculous soldier costume. And thus, the first Clone Liver was born. Its nurturing and subsequent independence would happen much later. A couple weeks, tops.
