Valefor
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Post by Valefor on Dec 19, 2023 1:49:13 GMT -8
The Felstorm: Unspecified Date before the Final 2 Eternus Stones are CollectedThe massive Star Pyramid known as the Felstorm rested once more upon Hypori, with the Forge Master diligently at work. Dragus' previous interruption had seen Valefor pulled from his work to participate in the Saurian's venture to another galaxy. But since his return, work had returned once more to the Alpha-Variants of the Holo-Shard project. The Overseers were an impressive feat of work, but like many things they were a stepping stone - a proof of concept. In the months since their creation he had refined the technology and process and created something new. The First Holo-Shard.
It was still some ways off of his final dream of what they could be. But like the Null-Variants, the Alpha-Variant needed to be made and tested to prove the technology worked. It could prove to one day be the solution that he was looking for if none of his other efforts proved successful. But until that stage there were still so many factors to get right.
He plucked the small metallic object from his work bench, examining the glowing blue internal circuitry. Within was contained an artificial intelligence, crafted like those of the HRD range but with some minor modifications. But those would become relevant later once testing was underway. He moved with the Holo-Shard over to the operating table where a generic human male HRD laid face down. The neck was opened in two panels, with the spinal cord revealed where a slot was empty to accept the Holo-Shard.
Valefor shifted the Holo-Shard to between his claws as he gently lowered it down into the slot and pressed it into place. As soon as his hand moved clear, the neck assembly closed up and sealed itself shut. The boot up sequence began soon after, with Valefor moving back to allow his newest creation to sit up and reveal what his face looked like. It must have been an interesting experience waking up, your memories a bit disjointed as your fabricated past came up to the point of falling asleep. But if the HRD had any confusion or conflicting feelings, he did not let them showDesolate Vector, run a diagnostics check.The golden coloured Overseer of the Felstorm floated around to the medical monitoring equipment and interfaced wirelessly with the device. After a moment the droid turned its single photo-receptor toward its masterAll vital signs are showing nominal. Integration successful!That sounds promising...He moved in closer to the HRD and reached out his right hand, gripping the man's face and turning it this way and that before letting goYes, you will do nicely. How do you feel H.S.A. One?A little disoriented... Everything feels a little... Heavier... Makes sense. You're the first of a new kind H.S.A. One. Do you remember what happened?Not... Not really to be honest. I can vaguely remember bits and pieces but... It's still a bit all over the place mate... Give it some time, it will all come back to you. The main point, is that you've undergone an experimental new procedure. The next evolution not only for Humanity but for all races... Your consciousness converted into a digital format, allowing you to move from body to body, but always remaining as you. In time we'll take you through the procedure. But for now, we'll get you used to your current body.
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Travis Slane
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Post by Travis Slane on Dec 28, 2023 17:24:23 GMT -8
*Travis Slane piloted his Baudo-Class Star Yacht toward Hypori's surface. It would have been easy to locate his destination even if he hadn't been following a navigational beacon. Despite the impressive size of the surrounding factories and the chemical clouds spewing from them the massive monolith that was the Star Pyramid Felstorm was not something that could be easily overlooked. It was an impressive and intimidating sight, though the sith refused to give in to those feelings, he was here to spend a large sum of credits for an army, and the master of the monolith should be glad that he's come to spend those credits here. That thought in mind the sith brought the yacht down into the designated hangar with smooth, practiced skill and turned toward the exit ramp, gathering up and donning the heavy cloak and mirrored mask that was his face to the rest of the Sith eternal. He walked confidently down the ramp and into the domain of the Fabricator-General.*
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Valefor
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Post by Valefor on Dec 28, 2023 20:36:47 GMT -8
Desolate Vector seemed to pause in the air for a moment as a comm transmission came in, with several internal processes running to direct traffic and clear a Hangar Bay for the arrival of Darth Orvos. The Floating Overseer then seemed to vocalise a cough, drawing the Demon Lord's attention A Baudo-Class Star Yacht bearing Darth Orvos has arrived. I can handle the remainder of the orientation for H.S.A. One.
Very well... Do not disappoint me Desolate Vector... Valefor took his leave of the lab as the Overseer started running through a holoprojection video. H.S.A. One would help iron out any gaps in the data for the orientation and could prove useful in streamlining the exercise regime for getting the others use to their new bodies faster. But soon that matter was behind a closed door as the Fabricator-General made his way through the Felstorm and into the hangar bay where the Baudo-Class Star Yacht was landed with a half dozen members of the Anubian Guard standing at attention with their saberstaffs ready to activate at a moments notice. Standing at the base of the ships ramp, as expected, was the cloaked and masked figure of a man he had heard about Darth Orvos I presume. Welcome to Hypori. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?
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Travis Slane
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Post by Travis Slane on Apr 5, 2024 16:17:09 GMT -8
*While the doctor waited for Valefor he indulged his curiosity as he probed the six guardians arranged in front of him, assessing their health and condition from behind his mirrored mask, contemplating to himself what might kill each of them should they live long enough to die of natural causes.* <<We could ensure that that doesn't happen.>> *The Doctor ignored the voice in the back of his head. He'd come to Hypori to do business with the Fabricator-General and it wouldn't do to start out such a meeting by killing his minions. It wasn't the most practical way to get what he wanted. Thankfully he did not have to wait long before his host arrived. He nodded to the sith to confirm his identity, as well as a way of polite greeting to someone of his standing among the Sith Eternal.* "I have found myself in need of an army, and I've been informed that you might be in the business of manufacturing just such a force." *It was a simple statement, straight to business, though a part of him was also observing Valefor, trying to get a gauge of the sith on their first meeting. It was important to understand the other members of the Sith Eternal so he knew who needed watching, and who needed something a bit more forceful.*
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Valefor
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Post by Valefor on Apr 7, 2024 18:12:06 GMT -8
What ever malicious thoughts Orvos might have had about the Anubian Guard did not particularly concern Valefor, even if he had been able to detect them. Each one was a replaceable resource, intentionally so to ensure the ongoing operation of the Forge Worlds and the many projects the Fabricator-General had ongoing here and abroad. So he merely offered a smile when the subject of needing an army was brought up by his guest Oh... You have indeed been very reliably informed... He motioned for the good Doctor to follow him a short way across the hangar bay to the massive shield containing the outside environment from entering the inside environment. Even from this vantage point on the Felstorm, one could get a good view of the surrounding terrain covered in the extensive workshops and machinery of the Dark Forge. A large building rose up out of the terrain in the distance like a mountain, where the centre of the Dark Forge was located. A powerful dark side aura radiated from it, as the magic that made the machine churn converted the horde of slaves fed to it into energy Ask and the Dark Forge will provide. Battle Droids, Crab Droids, Tanks, Walkers, even Ships... Almost anything you might want and need can be manufactured here. A true marvel of engineering and sorcery... So long as you have the funding, of course.
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Post by Professor Arachnus on Apr 9, 2024 7:49:44 GMT -8
High above the Forge Master and his guest, an academically inclined SD-K4 assassin droid watched the proceedings with curious interest, while the robo-arachnid hung upside down from the hangar scaffolding. Professor Arachnus' inorganic mechanical children could be found all around him, similarly having adhered themselves to the upper rafters of the large chamber in the Felstorm, practically concealed from sight among the shadows with their black reflec coating, save for the insidious red glow of their sinister photo-receptors. Like some sort of cybernetic-snoop, the chief librarian of the Fabricator General's flagship had his audio-receptors tuned to maximum, listening to the conversation between his master and the other fleshling.Another Sith vagabond seeking to impose upon the generosity of his benevolent master. The audacity filled the cyber-spider's viral programming with synthetic rage. How dare this pathetic bag of bones...No. This disgusting sack of skin...No. This...this...non-mechanical meat-bag dare deign to infringe upon the Fabricator General's very important schedule!Still hanging upside down, a port opened on the porous domed chassis of the robot spider assassin, through which an antenna extended and began to spin clockwise. Connecting to the Forge Network, the Professor accessed the programming of a DSD1 dwarf spider droid on standby mode in the opposite corner of the hangar and uploaded a new set of viral commands to the unit. Its large matching photo-receptors blinked to life as the droid powered on and the barrel of the blaster cannon that stuck out of its chassis like the proboscis of an insect began to slowly swivel in place as it started to track Darth Orvos.
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Travis Slane
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Post by Travis Slane on Apr 18, 2024 18:04:41 GMT -8
<<Danger!>> *It was frustrating to have a voice in the back of your head that only you could hear point out the obvious. The Doctor sighed internally to himself. It was only potential danger, not yet imminent, sure it should be monitored and addressed if that changes, but there was no reason to get jumpy. He was at the center of power of another sith lord, of course there would be potential danger all around him. Ignoring that voice he smiled behind his mirrored mask at the mention of funds and spread his arms widely as he chuckled.* "I believe, Fabricator-General, you will find my pockets are quite deep and I'm more than happy to dig into them to get what I want, I find that well paid craftsmen often produce the best product." *In truth money was no factor for the Doctor, in addition to his public medical practice and SlaneTech medical technologies he raked in quite a bit from under the table medical procedures for the uber-rich that they could get nowhere else as well as a portfolio of businesses under false names on multiple planets that would make any business baron drool in excitment.* "I plan for this to be lucrative arrangement for both of us. I have a variety of valuable skills at my disposal that I could offer, or attempt to wheel and deal my way into your favor, or try to appeal to your sense of the greater reach of the Sith Eternal as a whole, but I suspect what you truly want is simple hard credits." *He flourished a number of cards out of his sleeves like a dramatic street performer, each giving him access to a huge number of credits though actually physically producing them was more for show since the other Sith couldn't actually see their value without an actual transation.* "And I believe I can accommodate you in that regard."
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Valefor
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Post by Valefor on Apr 18, 2024 18:30:50 GMT -8
Valefor maintained a smile, even as he took note of the Dwarf Spider Droid swinging its cannon around to point toward Orvos. But he waited until his guest had asserted his ability to provide funding for what he needed. The performance earning itself an applause from the Demon Lord Very good Lord Orvos... Currency is indeed the best currency for such transactions, but perhaps your skills could well come in handy later on... Something for discussion, but first... He turned his focus up briefly to the rafters of the hangar bay where he could sense the Arachnid's robotic shell Stand down Arachnus, Orvos is our guest! Taking a few steps back across the hangar bay, he gestured for Orvos to follow along Lucrative arrangements are the life blood of business, so what is it that you are planning? An objective best determines the forces one should use with minimal waste or losses, and while losses necessitate replacement cost, I do not believe in hamstringing a fellow Sith Lord... Only those that would one day stand against us should be so handicapped.
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Post by Professor Arachnus on Apr 21, 2024 12:32:27 GMT -8
Stand down Arachnus, Orvos is our guest! The targeting reticle on the DSD1 dwarf spider's HUD disappeared as Darth Orvos was redefined from a hostile to neutral target, then the droid lowered on its haunches before returning to power conservation mode. Up in the hangar rafters, Professor Arachnus slinked back into the dark, though his small army of thirty spider children continued to leer at the heretical fleshling whose revoltingly spongy presence was profaning the Feltorm's holy hangar bay."Acknowledged, Forge Master." Hissed the cybernetic spider, then opened a communications channel on the Fabricator General's private frequency, so that his synthetic screeching could be heard by the Demon Lord alone. :: Just let me know if you want a few of the Legios B2s to hold this fleshling upside down and shake the credit chips out of his pockets, milord. ::
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