Chernobyl Girl

Group: CCCP

Server: Pinnacle

Rank: Tovarich

Security Level: 8

Online Name: Chernobyl Girl

Country of Origin: Ukraine

Origin of Powers: Science

Archetype: Defender

Powers: Painful Radiation / More Painful Radiation

Battle Cry:

Movement:

Favored Attack: Radiation Infection

Favored Defense: Young Champion

Hated Nemesis: The Reagantron



...Now I am knowing, was so long ago. How long I have been in underground lab is clear now, and everything loved is gone.


-Chernobyl Girl: "excerpt from interview with Village Voice, New York"
 




On that fateful morning of April 26, 1986, a fatal malfunction of the power
levels in tower four caused insufficient cooling to the nuclear fuel rods.
Excess steam was generated, and panic ensued. Controllers tried to remove more
rods, resulting in greater power loss to the water pumps, creating a domino
effect that blew the containment lid to be blown off the structure. Oxygen
rushed in, and the heat intensified, causing the graphite cylinders to catch
fire, fuel rods shattered and the ensuing explosion blew a radioactive cloud
into the black Russian sky.



19 year old Alesya Krivtsunova was a water flow technician. She monitored the
levels in the reserve tanks, and on that night, when hell was unleashed, she was
working hastily to manually open the reserve tanks, that would dump thousands of
gallons of water upon the fuel rods, saving the plant, her fellow workers and
the townspeople that live on the river Pripyat nearby.



She failed. The explosion tore through the shielding wall. Alesya was bathed in
deadly x-rays radiation and particles of shattered fuel rods. The heat of the
blast seared her flesh and hair from her body and were it not for the resulting
rupture of the cooling tanks pouring water down onto her, she's have died along
with the rest of her comrades, but like many things in life, something strange
happened. Death passed her by. Perhaps the dark angel that had come to reap the
lives of so many did not see the need to take Alesya Krivtsunova to his dark
enfolding embrace, so when she was found soon after the accident by several
firemen. The firemen had no protection from the fatal glow of the exposed
nuclear-core and died within moments of retrieving her, along with thousands of
others who worked to stop the hateful fallout and fire.



Time past and in the ensuing weeks and months the true results were being to
become clear. The devastation was complete. The town evacuated, everything left
behind and many of the survivors falling later to cancers and related ailments.
Thousands of acres of lush farmland destroyed. Families torn apart, everything
left behind, through a chemical bath and naked on the others side with nothing,
like some perverse rebirth.



But Alesya did not wake. She lay in a Russian military lab, glowing in a vat of
anti-biotic solution, glowing greenish blue. At first she had been given regular
treatment but when her doctors began dying hours after exposure to her, the
military took over.



She awoke from her coma in 98 and with one look into a mirror; her twelve year
nightmare was clearly a reality. Only her eyes were the same. Her once beautiful
face was gone, replaced with a carbon breather and a burned mess of scar and
tissue. Her body was also encased in a metallic suit designed mostly for the
protection of everyone around her. The particles had collected in her blood and
attached themselves to her heart, keeping her alive in a symbiotic dance of
decay and rebirth.



From the ashes of disaster the scientists had a mission to rebuild greatness.
Like some deadly phoenix of the nuclear age, they dubbed her Chernobyl devochka,
and sought to train her, in the use of her energy, to revitalize the party of
Lenin, and reform the old Soviet Union.



Chernobyl devochka was told nothing of what happened, only that the capitalist
machine did not wish the the Soviet Ukraine to prosper and have nuclear power.
She was to focus on her training and focus she did. The years were not
important, the outside world was not important; only training to take revenge on
those that destroyed her town's glorious power station.



In 2003 the leaders of a secret coalition to reform the Soviet Union gathered to
see the results of this so called "weapon". Many scoffed at wearing lead aprons
and masks and after Chernobyl devochka demonstrated her gamma blasts and glowing
infection abilities on a pack of starved hounds those without protective gear
panicked and clamored for the door.



She was sent to meet with members of the Soviet Superteam, the CCCP, American
branch, with instructions to assist them in any way she could to further The
Party of Lenin and get the USSR back to it's former glory as a "Super Hero".



Alesya Krivtsunova was dead, she had become Chernobyl devochka, and the angel
would spread her wings and with radioactive fire she would burn down the icons
of greed, the ones who let her people suffer.

 





...And the third angel sounded, and there fell from heaven a great star, burning as a torch, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the
fountains of the waters;

And the name of the star is called Wormwood*: and the third part of the waters became wormwood; and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter.

 



(Apocalypse, Chapter 8, Verse 10-11)

*The translation of "Chernobyl" is "Wormwood



Comments: ... In a secret government location, somewhere in California, Nancy Reagan, thought-bending masternind, oversees the rebuilding of the greatest living president the country had ever seen. It had taken rears of media coverups and the faking of his death to help pull off this hoax, but thei was Hollywood... and if it came blaring out of their televisions, the public ate it up. At her side was the technillogical genious that once worked under the watchful eye of the great Walt Disney, building the animatronic horror known as "The Hall of Presidents". Coupled with the strange-science stolen from the labranthine workshop of Dr. Vhazilok and the ultra high tech labs of Crey, Nancy "Mindbender" Reagan now saw her creation come to life.

The Reagantron was born! Communism would never feel safe again!!