"Arival Day"
The station seemingly buzzed with nervous energy as Time keeps marching onwards, the participating choosen delegates tension laying nearly visible inside the Stations Air. The delegates gathered inside the refurbished and as best as could isolated docking section, even going as far as equipping full Bio Hazard suits just in case some unspeakable horror show up.
The uncertain time the Visitors would arrive and the constant tension pushed the Humans, Dwarfes and some other Bipedal delegates, except the two Elfen delegates who just seem content to wait. After half a day of that some people of the delegates begun to sway around some even sitting themselves on the floor. One of the struggling people tried to sit down in the middle of the room only to feel that his backside did not hit the floor, after a quick feel, he was suddenly holding a squirming Violet mushroom. After a sudden scream he trows the mushroom on the ground and fllees toward the wall away from the slowly turning visible cluster of mushrooms that suddenly occupied the middle of the room.
The Mushrooms and its roots slowly begun to grow towards the ceiling at astounding speeds, even some grow around the middle as double circle, while the supposed Delegates gathered at the greatest distance away as possible. After a surprisingly short while, the middle of the hangar suddenly features an Myzelium archway rised on a little elevated base. All of it grown from the same Myzelium that even occasionally twitched, and finally the wailing of the warning sirens begun blaring bathing everything in an Red emergency Light.
The crews manning the surrounding Example Ships begun to register increasingly erratic FTL signatures and some operator even called the maintenance personnel to ask if the sensors were calibrated right. After the operator realized that the readouts he got were his reality he immediately reported his readouts to the station authorities, wich were equally doubting the reports at first but remembering the Delegates that basically standing unshielded next to an FTL exit point. He immediately tried to start evacuation but a quick look at the readouts indicates that this was indeed the FTL signatures of the Plague but the usually chaotic disturbances accompanying that until now we're gone.
The Coalitions Military FTL engine models were designed to create minimal disturbance to be less visible and dangerous for the involved beings and the civilian ones where quite safe to but way more visible while doing it. The readings from the Myzelium Archway still exceeded all safe parameters, the station had to decide wich part to keep the delegates or the rest of the station. All the while the stations experienced harder and harder structural distress because the FTL exit point solidifies the space around it to prevent a possible catastrophic disruption. While the Staions inertia suddenly gained an contender the station would be shredded if this internal tug war would continue. It came to no one's surprise that the Station chose to seperate the problematic section and get away from the detached parts.
And while the choosen delegates were busy updating their last will, the Myzelium around the Archway suddenly begun wriggling and from it grew Yellow capped Shrooms, one of the Attending Humans glanced at the incoming live data of the FTL signature and followed it for a moment. After coming the conclusion that the Waste Energy Emissions increas seems to be be slowly coming to a stop, then he glanced over spotting the newly grown mass of Yellow caped Shroom's, a uneasy though sneaking into his Brain. If his day was already bad it would get worse if his suspicion would come true, and after a little eternity of anxiety his guess indeed came true. With 8resulted in him swearing and cursing, attracting the others to look over as well, wich doused the groups excitement about the reduction of Waste Energy Emissions from the FTL signature.
It was not a technical mean that reduced the Waste Emissions, the Emissions were absorbed like a sponge absorbs water, most of them just got lost and absorbed inside the continuously growing now easily identified as Doomshroom's. As they are allready inside their Maturing cycle the Emissions slowly recedes and these Doomshroom's begun producing spore pod seedlings that contain overflowing energy looking like old fashioned Nuklear Uranium pellets that were used back then, like a candy box full of diffrent energy wavelengths.
The detached Station parts remaining scanning devices putting up the received scan results and the results vary greatly from barely useful for medical usage to some rare finds of exotic radiation that were more or less unique to FTL jumps and could sell for an enormous prices if sold to the right people.
Suddenly the whole drama was over as the FTL channel trow out 4 individuals and then suddenly disappeared. As they arrived nearly at the same time one could not spot who came first or last but Eon looking not very well was the only one Tumbling a few steps and using the ground to regain his senses, on top of having only three days time to get used to his new body. Drevon and Sental stepped out with me as they begun looking around assessing their new surroundings and especially the Delegates inside their Biohazard Suits. Both of them began walking towards them and I had to held both of them back as both of them know basically zero knowlege about any other kind of society as the they personally experienced. I mentally told them that they should first watch me and don't do anything that could be misunderstood, like absorbing energy from the walls in Drevon case or just dismantling the delegates Heads to study Biological thoughts in Sentals case.
As I stepped forward towards the Delegates I took some of the Seed pods wich contained the exotic radiation just checking if I got the Standard Galatic language remembered correctly. "I'm a little concerned because oure arrival seemed to have caused you some distress." After some short pretending of looking around I continued "The Station should have ditched this part because of the Disturbance of the FTL Emissions. Here take these as as compensation. And since you probably don't want to reattach this part back onto the station anyway , I will rebuild this as Embassy building and help you avoid garbage clustering near your station." After gracefully handing the pods over to the in disbelief stunned delegates, I allready had some building plans for an embassy preplanned you see, but first I had to stop Devon from eating all the Mature Doomshroom's inside the Hangar. After he changed his race and got the intelligence upgrade he could controll the vast Energy his body holds naturally to compress himself into an denser biological Bipedal form. And after he got an Human digestive system he has allways wanted to take a bite of my Doomshroom Hat, or cap it's all me anyway so it's not acceptable because it's 'my' body. I told Eon to stop Drevon from eating the future embassies power supply, as I have tried diffrent ways of how to enforce my will among those like him I settled for now with the debuff of delayed body control. As long as they obey my will they will be fine but if they decide to delay or to never do it at all, their body to conciseness connection will get longer and longer resulting in not so smooth body control. Even more sinister as long they intend to do my bidding their body will switch back to 0 ping in an instant, like a loan you pay in controll over your body.
The Delegates just watched stupefied as Drevon eats the Doomshroom's and Eon just mentally explained to him why he should not eat these, because Drevon got no massive 'Brains' to support him like Sental or me he hadn't made any real progress at learning Galactic Standard in the last few days and thus had to talk on the mental level. Talking about Sental I think she just faund the Internet equivalent and got hooked instantly, and i had to immediately tell her some of the negative things that come along with it, but her Krystall Frame slightly dimmed as if she got the message but because she was busy Surfing i got no other answer. And after i had to handle Drevon myself bevor he overeats his small form and brakes this nice soon to be embassy.
As for the flabbergasted Delegates they got the reasonable answer "These two just got rid of some limitations and are not very socially knowledgeable and because of that I have to watch over them. No worries the war can rest for a while longer, but you should return first none of you wants to be here once construction begins." Good thing we were inside an Hangar allready, and I even handed out some more pods with an amicable smile on my Face.
The Delegates that just thought the emotional rollercoster was over now and gladly called for a pick up. But Drevon 'suddenly' lounged at my cap, like an energy filled kid after eating, and I had to grew hard roots on my back into the ground structure just to stop him frome using my body as supplementary snack. I helpfully suggested in a still pleasing almost infuriating reasonable voice "Maybe you want to update the extraction request with the terms 'Urgend emergency' to expedite your waiting time." It's not like I'm doing anything other than giving them good advise, no Sane intelligent being would be unreasonable if it's detrimental to their own course.
The Delegates felt that everything that just happened to them got to be a dream or some hallucinating as the happenings and their expected conclusion could not be further away from each other. They even felt being stringed along, even after they got the Emergency fast extraction done, they still fellt the confusion of knowing why they had done it but still feeling used.