Fuksuhu was growing impatient. He knew that it would take time for his new legs to be fully grown, but he was quickly running out of that. The great Kaiju Terium had promised him that within a month his legs would be completed, and the deadline was now growing close. His deal with the Novas was tenuous at best, and without having complete trust in them meant that he could once again only rely on himself. Marimba was away on Namek, Axis had been MIA since Hatchi and Lottus was now dead. All he had was himself.
He decided to accelerate things, sending out a message to Terium's vessel requesting that the Kaiju seek them out. "Terium: the time has come. I'm sending your men the coordinates to my space station, and I expect your presence as soon as possible. We need to get this procedure over and done with as quickly as possible. I've outfitted our laboratory for your size and requirements, so it should have everything you need, though you may work with your own men if you like."
He sent down the details of what Terium's ship would look like to his security before heading off to the medical bay. Once there he instructed his men to lead Terium and whoever accompanied the Kaiju straight to him so that they could get this over and done with as quickly as possible.
It was an hour after the message had been received that an incredibly massive wormhole opened up, one that the space station would easily fit inside without any problems, in fact the space station was dwarfed by it. Out of the wormhole came out an utter behemoth of a vessel, dark colored, and menacing in appearance, a Dreadnought. It was none other than the Star of Arcose and it was now moving into position to be next to the Acheron. In the Bridge Terium was looking over the details in the instructions. He messaged his men to get the permanent replacement legs put into a transport to be brought over to the Acheron. He then got onto the comms. "Your message has been received Fukushu, transmit coordinates to the room in question and I shall be there. My men already transporting your new legs to your station," the wyrm told the Heran over the comm channel.
Upon receiving coordinates from Fukushu's men, he proceeded to use ground phasing to exit his ship and flew over to the Acheron, and again used ground phasing to get in but also made sure not to accidentally run anyone over as he traveled to the medical room he'd been given the coordinates to. He did understand why he decided to have this happen on his station, as from what reports have been stating, Fukushu's been through some rough times since they last met. Well at least he'd be able to finish this contract, and perhaps get some good customer satisfaction that would allow him to gain more customers in the future! Yes, quite the thing to look forward to in his mind. So now he here was in the room where Fukushu would get his new legs and simply waited for Fukushu to get there as well as for his men to get the new legs to the room as well, along with the special invention that he had made for this operation.
He doesn't outright trust Fukushu though, but as Mint sent the Heran to him, he decided to just trust in The emperor's judgement on this.
WC: 354
Thread PL: 20,000
Anti-Sense: ON since this thread won't involve any fighting and to avoid continuity errors
"Behold the Star of Arcose, my grand Vessel that shall take me beyond Arcose and into the depths of space. With the Star, I can now simply acquire the DNA I require myself!" "I wonder where my curiosity shall take me next? What specimens shall I find in the vastness of space?"-Terium
It was good to hear that Terium had his news legs ready. The old ones served well enough, but the power limiter was testing his patience. Battle would find him soon enough, as it always did, and being stuck at a measly one hundred thousand would end up with the Heran dead. He quickly made his way over to the operating room where Terium was waiting for him. He wasted no time moving over to the table where the procedure would happen.
He wanted to avoid small talk as much as possible. They both had their own work to get back to and they already knew exactly what needed to happen here. "I hope you don't mind but I'd like to get this over and done with as soon as possible. I'm not the kind of person who's used to waiting a month for something that he wants. You'll receive proper compensation once the procedure is over and done, assuming that it it successful of course."
He was putting his life into the hands of one of Mint's men, which was something he'd prefer not to do, but he really didn't have much choice here. "I assume you're familiar with all of the equipment we have available here. Seems that now all we need are my new legs."
Terium watched as Fukushu walked in and got onto the table. The Heran then proceeded to politely state that he's not one to hold much patience, which is honestly excellent news for him since he doesn't really have much time to waste either. The director nodded when the Heran assumed that he was familiar with all the equipment here, which he is as the equipment here is rather standard. It would be then that a customized Healing Tank rolled into the room, brought in by his men who also brought in a container holding the legs.
"You know the procedure, but I am required by the contract to explain it regardless." Annoyance clear in the Wyrm's voice, "In order for the healing process to go through smoothly you will have to be sedated, while sleeping the temporary prosthetics will be removed and then you will be place into this T-35 Bacta Tank, which was made to help with the reattachment of limbs, which considering the legs brought here are directly cloned from you will attach without any issue. Once the legs are safely attached and the body naturally acclimates them you will likely need to train them until they match your current maximum power, as the legs are currently set to the power you held when you first provided the DNA to make them." With that said the sedative was then provided to Fukushu. "If you have any questions, ask now, if not then Drink this and the procedure shall begin." Terium finished, if Fukushu had any questions then he'd be answer them, if he didn't then procedure would begin in full. Terium did wish he didn't have waste time explaining things, but alas, the contract forced him to, and he is not one to go back on a contract as that's just bad business.
Once Fukushu was put to sleep for the procedure, some of his troops came in giving him disturbing reports. It seems that Fukushu had been comitting crimes against the Empire! Not only that but the Heran had also been plotting against the Triumvirate as a whole! Terium looked to the unconscious Heran, now angry that he'd been tricked into this by this scum. He looked to his Bioandroid Troops as his tail hovered above Fukushu's heart. "Tell the troops to subjugate everyone on this station, this felon has committed enough crimes to earn an execution! Go, For the Empire!" He ordered, and the troops immediately did as ordered. Terium turned his head toward the unconscious soon to be dead Fukushu. "A pity it had to end this way, but alas, you should've known better then to be so impatient. Nevertheless you will continue to serve the empire in a different manner." Terium told the sleeping Fukushu before proceeding to chop off his head. He looked to his medical officers. "Take the body and put it into storage, his body will make fine food for the troops." he looked to the legs he'd been about to put on the Heran. "As for his legs, well, I suppose a clone will have to be made, one loyal to the empire," with that said Terium slithered out of the room, intent on returning to his ship.
WC 538
Anti-Sense ON
TWC: 892
Due to Fukushu being archived, and with his player's permission, Terium has executed Fukushu and made suitable use of his corpse. And with that said, the Thread ends.
"Behold the Star of Arcose, my grand Vessel that shall take me beyond Arcose and into the depths of space. With the Star, I can now simply acquire the DNA I require myself!" "I wonder where my curiosity shall take me next? What specimens shall I find in the vastness of space?"-Terium
Oct 18, 2023 19:40:23 GMT -5
Emperor Ticoga: Phone has died three times at 30-40% battery. Yeeeeah... Time for a new one.
Oct 19, 2023 14:42:38 GMT -5
Marimba: Or a new battery
Oct 19, 2023 14:42:55 GMT -5
Marimba: I'd try that if it's replacable
Oct 19, 2023 18:03:03 GMT -5
Emperor Ticoga: Aye, that's what I'm gonna try to get done this weekend.
Oct 19, 2023 18:03:53 GMT -5
Emperor Ticoga: It's just an Alcatel, not one of these super complicated smart phones. Hopefully the replacement will be easy.
Oct 19, 2023 18:05:29 GMT -5
Lottus: I shouldn't be surprised. The phone's 8 years old and I've never had battery issues until now.
Oct 26, 2023 11:26:01 GMT -5
Saiba-Ban: Wait Ticoga and Lottus are the same person?