Posté ici par bostria:
http://infinitythegame.com/foro/index.php?/topic/7466-un-error-de-diseno/
le voici traduit en anglais:
A design error
It all started by a stupid design error.
The low cost home appliances line "Pelham Solutions" marketed a hand -held vacuum cleaner- like that supported other functions. The VC-201 was supposed to spray a cleaning product via a simple gadget besides its main vacuum cleaning duty, but the thing got a bad start. It was put on the market without no one taking care of the issue. A botched job coming from a minor firm harried by unavoidable deadlines.
The problem came after a few months when a brat from Portobello started to upload videos to Maya in which he used the VC-201 to project the rubbish from the vacuum cleaner with high enough force. It didn´t look so bad, this kind of thing had already happened before with other products. Videos of people launching rubbish with the VC-201 vacuum cleaner were a trend for a week. Some VC-201 users discovered how to pump up the machine and shoot rubbish with more power.
We didn´t care. Sells were rising. We didn´t make questions.
Rafael Vicenzo, from Tiradentes, Acontecimiento, was the first mortal victim of a shot fired from a VC-201. An unfortunate incident. There were more. Short range, powerful shots victims. With fragments of every kind of rubbish incrusted on their faces. Glass ,pens, food leftovers ..., most of them were domestic accidents...or they looked like it.
At that moment they called me. The VC-201 was a gold mine and someone up from the corporate ladder was needed to plan the next steps.
We launched the VC-205, improved, more powerful. Why?. Because customers were using the vacuum cleaners as weapons. So the VC-205 included a device that allowed it to get rubbish compacted in easier to shoot blocks. We disguised the whole move as cleaning improvements , of course.
We sold millions of copies. We launched editions in several colors. We invested in advertisements. I should admit that I did the wise thing avoiding to put the "Moto-Tronica" name on that.
It didn´t need a weapons permit, didn´t require ammo, it was untraceable, fashionable... the firm eluded any responsibility due to the fact that the minor modification it needed was made by the user.
We launched the VC-301, with a fucking rotary chamber to "attach cleaning implements", we just made it semi-automatic.
Street gangs bought them in 50 units lots. Shop owners hide it under the counter. In the most dangerous suburbs people were openly carrying them on shoulder straps. Its characteristic shooting blast was often herd in the worst corners of the human sphere.
It was a weapon that needed no special skill, it just shot a cheap shrapnel blast that filled the whole place with an effective range of seven paces. Cheaper that any handgun.
In the shiny Neo Terra streets their wealthy citizens lived oblivious of the consequences of their decisions. It was on Humanity´s Edge, in the worst suburbs of Sheng Tang or Acontecimiento where the population got back to the Far West shooting rubbish to each other.
The young urban predator profile had mutated, had increased in number and acted under a impunity veil created by our firm, because we had moved heaven and earth so the VC-501 (an abomination with an aggressive design openly directed to male young customers) could not be considered as a "firearm".
While the main political scene actors were debating about the moral use of super-weapons of mass destruction, our vacuum cleaners were credited with thousands of dead every day in every trouble spot in any planet.
Small satellite firms started to appear; they produced butt stocks, handles, iron sights, gun barrels to improve accuracy and bags of especially effective rubbish. Common garbage turned a valuable item and people stored it in their condos to make more ammo.
A new slang evolved; our vacuum cleaners were called "cleaners" or "limpias". To "clean" someone was just shooting him in the face. And not every burst was the same. To kill a guy with shrapnel from metal containers was deemed as a very professional job. Plastic was something usual between street gangs that got their supplies from common garbage. Using food leftovers to "clean" someone was a show of contempt. Crimes of passion were executed with objects of sentimental value.
We were planning our next expansion step as military contractors when higher authorities intervened. Our legal counselors advised us to get the firm name out of the whole matter and leave "Pelham solutions" to be engulfed by the anger of the media, the law and the plebs.
It mattered little. The damage was already done. There was a whole market established around the "cleaners". Similar products were produced by several firms. Even "Gan Tie" got its filthy paws in the business, through several proxies of course.
A change of legislation was needed.
Even with ALEPH instant updates, the legal apparatus would take months to adapt to the situation, years before the "cleaners" were eradicated. Thousands upon thousands of dead. Thousands upon thousands of millions of profits.
There are nights when my conscience would not let me sleep. Some days I feel responsible of all this. Maybe writing these lines is my way of cleansing my share of guilt. I knew of the middling designer of the first VC-201. He ended up on the psycho ward. I also knew of the brilliant career of one of the managers of the "cleaners" line, so I think not everyone got harmed in the process.
I just did my job.
Si quelqu'un veut faire la trad FR, perso j'ai la flemme, en tout cas l'histoire est vraiment excellente.
Donc le Chain Rifle est une invention panoceanienne... que nous n'avons pas :P L'histoire est excellente en tout cas ! :D
c'est un aspirateur modifié :D