Menoetius
Anzat's How it's Done
[member="Jacen Cavill"]
Menoetius had just woken from a year long half coma, half meditation. He was hungry as all hell, and this place had sufficient food. In fact, there must have been 1,000 sentient individuals going about their daily lives on board on any given day.
This daily routine would not extend to tomorrow.
A decrepit freighter with more holes than designed exits came smoking into hangar bay 69, held together by Menoetius' mind alone. It was old and the hyperdrive was likely to explode at any moment, but hey, it got the living void from A to B. Speaking of voids, any force energy in and around the station was slowly being sucked in by the black hole that was Menoetius' force wound. Life forces too, were affected, as people began to feel uneasy. It would take months to devour everyone this way though, and wouldn't be very satisfying.
So with that in mind, the sinister Anzat did what any starved animal would do when released from its cage. Attack the first prey it encountered. A poor rodian hangar worker was Menoetius' first target, and his lifeless carcass fell to the hangar floor mere seconds after the Anzat had disembarked.
Security cameras picked this up and the station immediately went into lockdown. The ensuing fear and panic sharpened Darth Erebos' senses, and he honed in on the rather powerful force that was his planned desert. The crime lord himself, located at the very top of the station in a grand observation deck.
That was Menoetius' target. And off he went, devouring anyone in his path.
Ball Station Omega
Outer Rim - Tatooine Sector
Ball Station Omega was aptly named. The main structure was a giant durasteel ball, and durasteel balls adorned the ring which surrounded the main structure. Which was worrying, because this station was modeled after the prominent crime lord who owned this station's genitalia. Even more worrying when one learned that this crime lord was a baseline human who had neither strange parental lineage nor hobbies in self augmentation. The only distinguishing thing about him was his untrained force sensitivity, which was quite exceptional and the main reason why a certain hungry Anzati had arrived.Menoetius had just woken from a year long half coma, half meditation. He was hungry as all hell, and this place had sufficient food. In fact, there must have been 1,000 sentient individuals going about their daily lives on board on any given day.
This daily routine would not extend to tomorrow.
A decrepit freighter with more holes than designed exits came smoking into hangar bay 69, held together by Menoetius' mind alone. It was old and the hyperdrive was likely to explode at any moment, but hey, it got the living void from A to B. Speaking of voids, any force energy in and around the station was slowly being sucked in by the black hole that was Menoetius' force wound. Life forces too, were affected, as people began to feel uneasy. It would take months to devour everyone this way though, and wouldn't be very satisfying.
So with that in mind, the sinister Anzat did what any starved animal would do when released from its cage. Attack the first prey it encountered. A poor rodian hangar worker was Menoetius' first target, and his lifeless carcass fell to the hangar floor mere seconds after the Anzat had disembarked.
Security cameras picked this up and the station immediately went into lockdown. The ensuing fear and panic sharpened Darth Erebos' senses, and he honed in on the rather powerful force that was his planned desert. The crime lord himself, located at the very top of the station in a grand observation deck.
That was Menoetius' target. And off he went, devouring anyone in his path.