Gearus story:
"My story, captain? Well, if you are really interested…
I incubated on forge world Ura Delta, in the historic Castigation District. I don’t often bring this up but my parents where progressives, unfortunately. I’m afraid that they did not last me beyond my larva development. By the time my pseudopods had developed my Y-chrome donor was being juiced by the Magos for refinement into lubrication for the sublevel servitor transportation rotators. So he got to do something useful in the end.
My gestation pod was, apparently, found worthy of higher cause. I have not been fully informed what that cause was but I do know my first image recollections are of the smoke pillars from Bolt Steel Heights in the Temple Sector so I assume she was involved with the priesthood.
I did not see much of her once I was able to maneuver on my own limbs. Apparently the priesthood had me marked from primary cell division on, so I was primarily in the secondary Temple Facoturam where the acolytes received their training. Ah, those where good days. You know the overseer’s pair of servo skulls used to wait outside my cell, knowing I would interfere with something before long. Luckily for me I was quite adept at evading them before too long. My greatest achievement was managing to wield their proximity cabling together so that they intertwined a vent pillar. Their eye lens where half melted before the overseers got them loose. He was the first real staff member to threaten to recycle me. Hung me over the vat pits by my ankles even.
But I’ve gone round about too much. You wanted to know why High Tek Magos Malum handed down the ultimatum that he did. Well, in truth, it was no single event. I had been a trouble to Malum for a long time, since the very day that I got my vox speaker in fact. Malum was just a Magos back then, not the High Tek, and he was in charge of acolyte installation function. I got my vox installed under his watchful eye. He demanded my first test only a half hour after the surgery (did of an over sparked plug, old Malum was). Well my throat was still on fire from the stitching and my skin was oozing because my plating hadn’t under grown my flesh yet and on top of all that I wasn’t a shinning student of binary. So when he made he give the servitor’s an order to test my vox I just told them to ‘clean this place up’. Problem was I hadn’t learned to adjust my volume or connections yet and I broadcasted that order to the whole of the Flesh Towers. And the servitors proceeded to strip every lab bear until some of the Tech Priests managed to chase them all down.
It was one thing after another after that. I seemed to follow Malum around like a cold, even when he was reassigned by the High Tek. There was the time, while Malum was shipment manager, that I gave a whole vat load of servitors left eye enhancements in their right eyes. That doesn’t sound like a problem until you realize that eye enhancements have wiring emerge from that same side. When they came out of the vats their lenses looked fine, heads looked pristine, but they had hosing inside their brains.
So, about fifty years later, Malum became High Tek and ten billion nanoseconds later I get called into his office with a simple offer: “Gearus”, he said to me, “Either you climb into a salvation pod and blast yourself into the void or I break you down into component parts and let the novices experiment with typing to put you back together.”
So, after three months in the void I got picked up by a ship of the line in the Emperor’s trading fleet, dropped at Port Wanderer and was assigned to your crew. If you look closely at the orders High Tek Malum signed for me, after word was set to him that I was signing on with your ship, you’ll see a very fine collection of tiny black and red stains from where he tried to spit on the paper."
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