Brimstone finally had enough money for the operation he had wanted for a while. It was the day of the surgery and he was saying goodbye to his coworkers over the phone in case he didn't make it. The waiting room was rather quiet with very little disorder. Brimstone took notice of an older looking doctor, presumably a plastic surgeon.
"Mr. Byrne? Are you ready?"
Brimstone had no other choice but to nod and follow the specialist. The practitioner led him to a room to change out of his clothes.
"If you wouldn't mind, change in here" The surgeon handed him a robe
Brimstone stepped inside and stripped, then put on the robe he was given not too long ago. He pondered if he had actually wanted to go through with this, but then realised it was far too late to think about going back on his "bbl". That's what the kids refer to it as, right?
When he stopped thinking about the two younger coworkers at the Starbucks he worked at referring to a Brazilian butt lift as "bbl", he went back outside to meet with the surgeon once more. The surgeon had led him to an operating room, where Brimstone was instructed to lay down on the operating table.
Once Brimstone was on the table, the anaesthesiologist put what Brimstone would describe as a breathing machine mask up to his face and told him to count backwards from ten.
"Ten... nine.... eight..." His voice trailed off "Seven..", he said more quietly before he was totally silent.
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During the surgery, everything was going smoothly. The residents were watching the operation, and the attendings were asking the residents questions about it. The operation was designated for success and it was travelling quickly yet carefully towards it.
However, a much younger doctor was handling, evidently, much more than they could handle. The surgery would have been a success if the doctor had more experience. Something rather dangerous had happened. The young doctor had sucked out part of Liam's brain, the parietal lobe. Brimstone had to undergo immediate brain surgery before the original operation continued. The final result being a separate butt and an artificial parietal lobe. Brimstone was lucky, he could have sold the lobe to the black market but he decided to keep it for Halloween.
Two years after the operation, the condition of Brimstone's heart was drastically declining. Certain activities would make his heart feel as if it would explode. One time it actually did. He was working the night-shift at Starbucks when it happened. Liam was on his.. 10th? No, 100th cup of coffee. It had taken him by surprise when it happened. First it started with heart palpitations, then it went to dizziness, then lightheadedness, then he went into cardiac arrest. His heart had exploded, he was dead in the middle of Starbucks. The commotion of Brimstone's fall had alerted the manager, who was named Sage.
Sage had heard a voice in her head telling her that she should go outside and revive this random rich french man who she had never met. However, she nearly went outside before she realised that Brimstone is the only one willing to work the night-shift. As two younger employees were oftentimes busy with robotics work and the rest of the staff simply just refused to work the night-shift. Which left Sage forced to revive Brimstone.
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Shortly after, Brimstone and Sage had an argument. It was about Brimstone's heart, like, his actual heart. He had gotten angry at Sage for bringing up the artificial ass he wore like a mask to work. Brimstone was enraged due to Sage's suggestion to start physical therapy and decided to cut off his left foot and sell it to a rich French man who lived in France for a large sum of money.
Sage found out about this shortly after, obviously. She impatiently explained why it was a terrible idea, her reasons revolved around tip money and his Brazilian butt lift. This had enraged Liam further which caused him to snap.
"Shut the fuck up woman, you have business work to go do."
Sage seemed to have no viable response. She had remained mute as Brimstone ran out the store at a rather pathetic speed.
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Brimstone's anger had taken him to somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle. He was panting like a rabid dog as he collapsed onto stone. He felt unsafe, so he did what was natural to him as an American, and that was to get a sniper rifle from his all natural.. pocket. He put his sausage fingers all over the gigantic sniper and scoped in. He had found an enemy next to his... foot? He quickly shoved the sniper rifle back in and got on all threes, then started running
What he thought was one enemy turned out to be five. He ended up actually winning the fight, until a rich man said
"You want to plauh? Let's plauh."
Brimstone's heart ended up exploding before the man even scoped in on his weapon. However, lucky for Brimstone, Sage teleported to him like a Minecraft dog. She looked down and grabbed the sniper rifle, which was poking out from the exit point. The now armed Sage had scoped in and then took the shot, which hit. Sage revived Brimstone directly after.
"Sage, you are a woman. Please stand in that corner and wall yourself in for a second"
Sage did as she was told and heard Brimstone run away before hearing
"OPEN UP THE SKY!"
Brimstone quickly ran back over and grabbed his Operator again. Now that Sage was dead, he could go back to work.
Or so he thought. When he got back to the Starbucks Sage was in front of him. His heart exploded again and Sage revived him again, like it was a regular Monday morning.
Sage then brought Brimstone to the hospital against his will. When they got to the hospital, Brimstone saw what he thought was impossible. Another Brimstone. Sage was looking around for the receptionist when Liam grabbed a Judge from his secondary pocket, smoked up the place, stimmed himself up and ran to the rival Brimstone.
Sage heard a scream, and once the smokes faded saw a rather horrific sight. Brimstone was hovering over two dead bodies and he was covered in blood.
She started yelling at him, and Brimstone nonchalantly said
"That was the receptionist? She looked like my 567 year old Mee-maw!"
Sage was enraged and didn't feel like sedating Brimstone for this, so she tied him (NOT IN A KINKY WAY) down on the reception desk and opened him up right there. She was thankful that there was no deafening scream. Instead, Brimstone just talked about Mee-maw. Perhaps that was because of the artificial parietal lobe. Either way, she was thankful.
Sage had ended up making an error during the surgery. Instead of removing the sheriff that she discovered in Brim's chest cavity, she removed his heart. She needed a new one for him instantly. So, she did what was natural. Steal one from the recently deceased.
After the operation was concluded, Sage discovered that Mee-maw had heart disease. So Sage told Brimstone and he, being an idiot asked
"Speak English, what does that mean?"
Sage ended up walking out, leaving a half-stitched up Brimstone in the hospital.
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FIN
