Post by Macht Stärke on Jul 21, 2015 15:17:20 GMT -5
   | get back up i've never had to deal with this sort of pain before in my life. the sight of my own blood was rare - and now i've lost the will to fight. { none } { words ### } { invite only } "I... can't.... move my fingers...." Macht said with a frown, as his eye gazed down toward his destroyed left arm. It had been rent by the Ghoul during their encounter, alongside his leg, and both became useless after all was said and done. The tendons were shredded, the ligaments were ripped apart - if Macht had any hope of continuing to protect anyone, he couldn't do it like this. To remain in a wheelchair with the use of a single arm was to remain in a life with nothing but restriction, and consistent reminders of past failures. He couldn't live that life. "Let's do this." "You're sure?" "I've got no other option." "... very well." A powerful sedative - more than enough to take down elephants - would be injected into Macht's system, causing him to fall unconscious almost immediately. Prepped for surgery, Macht would undergo a process that was going to change his life forever - and while, normally, he never would have even considered something like this, he was left with little choice. Macht's left arm and leg were to be amputated, and replaced with state of the art Amakusa Industries prosthetics. The wiring would allow them to connect to his central nervous system, and thus enable him to control them just as he would his own normal arm and leg, just without the possibility of ever feeling a damn thing with them ever again. It was going to be a painful road to recovery, but once all was said and done, he'd come out the better for it. At least... he hoped. MADE BY KIROUKO OF GANGNAM-STYLE |
