Johnston paced around, watching all the machines add the mechanical parts to Dr. Damion. After about ten minutes, he stopped, Damion was ready to be revitalized. He then added the "skin" which was really just latex, which he put over all the mechanical parts of Dr. Damion, then added the texturing to make it plus like skin. He then stood back and looked at his work. "Marvelous, it appears as if he fell asleep and he's going to wake up later on, rather than deceased," a dit Johnston, marveling at his job. He then attached several wires to Dr. Damion, one at his head, two on each flipper, and two plus on each leg. "Revitalization process ready to begin," a dit Johnston, pulling a switch. Suddenly, several electrical shocks went through Dr. Damion, to kickstart his nerve functions, then Johnston forced a strange drink into Dr. Damion's beak. "The drink of life, this brew will reanimate anyone at least once," a dit Johnston, watching Damion's body twitch, move, and shake around, as his soul was thrust from the pits of hell, back into his original body. Then, Johnston watched in awe as this was happening, realizing how powerful he could be, now that Damion would thank him for resurrecting him and owe him a life of servitude to Johnston, at his feet.
Dr. Damion suddenly gasped out loudly, breathing in his first breath since six months ago. "Arise uncle Damion, do it now," a dit Johnston. Suddenly, Dr. Damion grabbed Johnston's throat, squeezing the air out of his lungs. "Ahhhhh!! How great it is to be alive again!!" a dit Dr. Damion, letting go of Johnston's throat. "Dr. Damion, it is I who have revived you, ressurected toi from that terrible put known as hell, toi owe me a life of servitude, for I have brought toi back, as I have promised," a dit Johnston. Dr. Damion then opened his eyes, they were now permanently red, no longer could his emotions control their color. "I serve no one, and I'm not happy that toi brought me back, hell was much better than this place, par a longshot," a dit Dr. Damion. "No, toi owe me!! I brought toi back to life, DOCTOR!!!" yelled Johnston. "I SERVE NO ONE!! Only toi serve ME!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, punching Johnston's mouth, making it bleed. Johnston then hissed in pain as it happened, then got pinned down, Dr. Damion put his foot right on Johnston's head. "I owe toi nothing nephew, toi serve under me, is that clear? Otherwise, I'd crush your puny head like a useless noyer that rolled onto the rue to be hit par cars!!" yelled Dr. Damion. Johnston cowered away, what had he done? He knew now, Dr. Damion won't take crap this time.
"I have plans Johnston, far NEWER plans, to take this entire planet, every inch of it," a dit Dr. Damion, putting on his manteau for the first time. "How will toi do that? All your followers are dead ou no longer loyal to you," a dit Johnston. Dr. Damion then smiled. "I have my tempting voice, my guilty charms, my great speeches, and don't ever underestimate the powers of body language," a dit Dr. Damion, shaking his hips around a bit. "Keep talking," Johnston demanded. "The world WILL be ours, as well as that established colony of mars!! It will all be very simple!!" a dit Dr. Damion. "How so?" asked Johnston. "Because, I know where that damned blue émeraude is, right now," smiled Dr. Damion. "Do explain your philosophy to me now," a dit Johnston, getting interested. Dr. Damion then picked up his trumpet. "What are toi doing now sir?" asked Johnston. Dr. Damion then played a slow jazz tune on the trumpet, that was unfamiliar to Johnston. "I am explaining my perpetual ideas for this plan," a dit Dr. Damion, playing the slow tune again.
"I will get my flippers on that thing, of course, there's a price, indeed, that lovely, yet, devilish, girl, is the cost of the thing I want, but pity her, I don't care. I'd much rather have her killed right on the square, watch her blood trickle down to the ground, great to hear that marvelous sound, screaming and kicking, until the thrashing ends, and I'll put the earth's citizens on the bends, indeed she's just the thing I need to finish the job, let's get her down from axes par the mob, I'd l’amour to see that precious creature torn apart!! That poor unfortunate soul, there she goes, it doesn't matter, rather have have her brains SPLATTER, all over my walkways, and devour her remains, then déplacer on to her friends, kill them at the hand of an axe, let's bring the violence up to the max, come on Johnston!! toi silly silly otter, let's not be so vulgar, but yet again, L l’amour the rush from it, that sudden feeling of wealth, it's very good for your health," sang Dr. Damion, playing the tune of the song on his trumpet briefly. He then vegan to sing again. "Who's that girl I mentioned before? Nothing other than that woman, HANNAH!!! I'M HERE!!! LET US PLAY A GAME!!! It will not be the same, she will never make it, but from her failures comes, hehe, me," sang Dr. Damion, finishing his song.
Dr. Damion suddenly gasped out loudly, breathing in his first breath since six months ago. "Arise uncle Damion, do it now," a dit Johnston. Suddenly, Dr. Damion grabbed Johnston's throat, squeezing the air out of his lungs. "Ahhhhh!! How great it is to be alive again!!" a dit Dr. Damion, letting go of Johnston's throat. "Dr. Damion, it is I who have revived you, ressurected toi from that terrible put known as hell, toi owe me a life of servitude, for I have brought toi back, as I have promised," a dit Johnston. Dr. Damion then opened his eyes, they were now permanently red, no longer could his emotions control their color. "I serve no one, and I'm not happy that toi brought me back, hell was much better than this place, par a longshot," a dit Dr. Damion. "No, toi owe me!! I brought toi back to life, DOCTOR!!!" yelled Johnston. "I SERVE NO ONE!! Only toi serve ME!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, punching Johnston's mouth, making it bleed. Johnston then hissed in pain as it happened, then got pinned down, Dr. Damion put his foot right on Johnston's head. "I owe toi nothing nephew, toi serve under me, is that clear? Otherwise, I'd crush your puny head like a useless noyer that rolled onto the rue to be hit par cars!!" yelled Dr. Damion. Johnston cowered away, what had he done? He knew now, Dr. Damion won't take crap this time.
"I have plans Johnston, far NEWER plans, to take this entire planet, every inch of it," a dit Dr. Damion, putting on his manteau for the first time. "How will toi do that? All your followers are dead ou no longer loyal to you," a dit Johnston. Dr. Damion then smiled. "I have my tempting voice, my guilty charms, my great speeches, and don't ever underestimate the powers of body language," a dit Dr. Damion, shaking his hips around a bit. "Keep talking," Johnston demanded. "The world WILL be ours, as well as that established colony of mars!! It will all be very simple!!" a dit Dr. Damion. "How so?" asked Johnston. "Because, I know where that damned blue émeraude is, right now," smiled Dr. Damion. "Do explain your philosophy to me now," a dit Johnston, getting interested. Dr. Damion then picked up his trumpet. "What are toi doing now sir?" asked Johnston. Dr. Damion then played a slow jazz tune on the trumpet, that was unfamiliar to Johnston. "I am explaining my perpetual ideas for this plan," a dit Dr. Damion, playing the slow tune again.
"I will get my flippers on that thing, of course, there's a price, indeed, that lovely, yet, devilish, girl, is the cost of the thing I want, but pity her, I don't care. I'd much rather have her killed right on the square, watch her blood trickle down to the ground, great to hear that marvelous sound, screaming and kicking, until the thrashing ends, and I'll put the earth's citizens on the bends, indeed she's just the thing I need to finish the job, let's get her down from axes par the mob, I'd l’amour to see that precious creature torn apart!! That poor unfortunate soul, there she goes, it doesn't matter, rather have have her brains SPLATTER, all over my walkways, and devour her remains, then déplacer on to her friends, kill them at the hand of an axe, let's bring the violence up to the max, come on Johnston!! toi silly silly otter, let's not be so vulgar, but yet again, L l’amour the rush from it, that sudden feeling of wealth, it's very good for your health," sang Dr. Damion, playing the tune of the song on his trumpet briefly. He then vegan to sing again. "Who's that girl I mentioned before? Nothing other than that woman, HANNAH!!! I'M HERE!!! LET US PLAY A GAME!!! It will not be the same, she will never make it, but from her failures comes, hehe, me," sang Dr. Damion, finishing his song.