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Synthetic Chromosomes Successfully Integrated Into Brewer's Yeast
New submitter dunnomattic writes: "Researchers at New York University School of Medicine have achieved a milestone in synthetic biology. A fully synthetic yeast chromosome, dubbed 'synIII,' has successfully replaced chromosome 3 of multiple living yeast cells. The researchers pieced together over 250,000 nucleotide bases to accomplish this feat. Dr. Jef Boeke, the lead author of the study, says, 'not only can we make designer changes on a computer, but we can make hundreds of changes through a chromosome and we can put that chromosome into yeast and have a yeast that looks, smells and behaves like a regular yeast, but this yeast is endowed with special properties that normal yeasts don't have.' Work is underway (abstract) to synthesize the remaining 15 chromosomes."
1) Metabolize human flesh
2) Able to more easily spread via airborne routes
3) Increase growth exponent
4) Secrete nerve gas
5) Infinite life span
Hell with synthethol, we've got tomatoes cloned, we've got clam clones, we've got....
Clamato.
USA! USA!
Faster! Faster! Faster would be better!
... is how the zombie apocalypse begins, with mutant yeast in our beer. I have an idea for the first brand: Coorpse Light.
So, no super speed, or strength, or other abilities, no synthesizer music.
For our $6,000,000, all we get is a "yeast endowed with special properties other yeasts don't have"? This will not make a compelling television drama. Perhaps a bland sitcom, but not much more.
Take it to the limit, everybody to the limit, come on, everybody fhqwhgads.
Sir, do you not remember what happened last time? Please reference historical files entitled Attack of the Killer Tomatoes
I was bitten by radioactive yeast in the biology lab, and now have acquired the super-powers of YEASTMAN.
"Flyin' in just a sweet place,
Never been known to fail..."
I was bitten by radioactive yeast in the biology lab, and now have acquired the super-powers of YEASTMAN.
Have fun trying to get laid, Yeastman.
It must have been something you assimilated. . . .
Ya know, if you have the power to shoot alcohol from your wrists, we might have to hang out.
Well, not my wrists, actually...
"Flyin' in just a sweet place,
Never been known to fail..."
Looks like she's itching for more....
No brain, no pain.