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Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
The scar worlds, known to be in the Outer Rim region, was notorious for crime and other nefarious things. Cartels and pirates ran rampant with no one to stop them! Until House lo showed up. In a scar world’s marketplace, they had encountered a local cartel controlling the town and keeping the townsmen weak. Draco, Countess Belasko's apprentice, had taken it upon herself to interrogate captured members of the gang to discover key locations of their hideouts and affiliated locations so that she may conduct a mission to severely cripple the gang… and what better way than to take their leader hostage? Under strict orders to not permanently harm anyone from her master, Draco had to make sure to be careful with her assault and to rely on stealth to infiltrate the compound he was located in and extract without casualties. A challenge this drake was willing to take, and will accomplish.

In the dead of night shadows move freely, and not all of them move with good intentions. Draco had stayed on planet and moved close to the compound of the gang during the day before waiting for night to fall. When it was completely dark, she emerged from her hiding spot and began advancing. She made sure her footsteps were silent against the sands of the planet and the cloak she wore over her armor concealing every bit of her, so that the white of the armor wouldn't get her spotted. She rushed and jumped over a metal wall into the backside of the compound, landing with a quiet thud as she moved forward towards a house made of sandstone and brick a stark contrast from the cloth tents of the gang members. Crouching low, she avoided all light and stuck to darkness, even making her own by using the force to disable some static lamps in the compound. Due to it being a local gang, security was very lax and basically was nothing due to them not really needing to fear anything. She clambered the walls of the house onto the roof then stood still, both staring at the guard overlooking the wrong portion of the compound, at all the men, and listening keenly for a leader giving instructions or any sign of life inside the house.

"— you so much as come back without a single cent with you, I will string you up by your intestines where they gave out all that damn food!"

That's the target! His accent was thick and his threats rather terrifying, but most of the time, these men were just talk. She stepped up behind the rooftop guard, his rags for clothes honestly making Draco feel bad as she grabbed his throat from behind then pulled him onto the roof, hitting the universal knockout button and slamming her fist into his jaw. He'd go limp and she could continue. She waited for the talking to die down and the sound of footsteps retreating before she slipped in through a window, landing quietly on the carpet of the room where this leader resided. He sat behind a wooden desk like some CEO with his feet kicked up on it and two sicarios on either side of him, blasters already in hand and moving to settle on Draco to kill her.

Acting swiftly, she used the force to yank the guns out of their hands and cast them across the room before force choking them. All three floating into the air clutching at their necks, trying to scream out for help or beg for mercy, Draco would not know. She waited until they fell limp before letting go. She knew the second they got air in their system again, they'd wake up, so she moved swiftly and slammed her fist into any portion of their head she could hit. Temples, foreheads, jaws, no part of the body was safe! But now she had some useless 165LBS deadweight she had to secure and take with her out of the compound. First up was blindfolding this man. She tied a blindfold around his eyes then put a pillowcase over his head before tying his wrists behind his back and slinging him over her shoulder. Her escape… didn't prove as much of a challenge as she had thought… she went back the way she came no issues at all and extracted using her personal ship

2 hours later, with Arianna Belasko Arianna Belasko

Draco knocked upon the Countess's door with urgency. She still wore that black cloak yet did not have her prize with her… strange.

"My lady, my lady! I request your presence immediately! We do not have much time!"
 
Aboard: House Io Star Destroyer (KNV Tears of Vjun)

Wearing: Diplomatic Gown

Armed With: Subverter's Blade (Red Bladed Split-Saber)

With: Lyssa Io Lyssa Io

"I am uncertain why Mother does this..." Lyssa Io, first Daughter of The Black Knight said to Arianna Belasko, Countess of Khemost. Arianna was wearing her preferred clothes, a silver dress with exposed shoulders. Lyssa's head rested in Arianna's lap.

Lyssa was one of the most advanced Droids withing House Io. A prototype Assassin Droid composed of Laminanium Nanites, able to take nearly any humanoid form, squeeze through nearly any space, repair from nearly any damage. Espionage General of all Nuetralizers. Waypoint between purely mechanical and biological Nuetralizers.

Laertia did her best to love Lyssa, but Laertia had never had a truly normal relationship. She had some grasp of healthy expressions of affection, but was missing certain things, and thus her ways of expressing it could sometimes be narrow and limited...

Hence why Lyssa was attempting to understand expressions of affection from other sources. Arianna, delighted to have a chance to spend time with her Grand Daughter, had been all too happy to oblige.

"This is an expression of trust. In House Io, you are often required to trust that which ordinary people would consider a monster. To place yourself, something normal people don't want to be around, in the hands of something else normal people would not want to be around, is to place your life in the hands of such a thing, trusting it with your life." Arianna explained, spooling Lyssa's Nanite formed hair around her fingers.

"If you cannot trust the unnatural creature at your side, who can you trust?" Lyssa said in realization.

"Exactly..." Arianna said.

There was a knock at the door of her quarters.

Arianna had felt Draco Miles Draco Miles arriving. There was distress

Arianna looked down at Lyssa.

"Pardon me a moment, would you?" Arianna said, rising as she went to get the door.

"Yes, apprentice?" Arianna said pleasantly, opening the door. "Whatever is the matter?"
 
Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
“Come, come with me! My mission regarding the cartel of the scar world was relatively successful, though one bit fully requires your attention. We must decide what to do quickly before they realize what has transpired!”

She had Arianna practically rush to the hangar of the star destroyer, dragging her along the way, or if possible, carrying her! She moved to the cargo bay of her corvette but stopped right before opening it

“Right, a report, well… I infiltrated their camp and went to speak with their leader, and with me being in front of him saying he should change… well, he GotALittleAngry… so, I admit, I kinda GotALittleAngry…”

Haha this is setup to joke disguised as semi-important story!
 
"Why Apprentice! You've graduated to kidnapping a Motherfether!" Arianna said in clear delight as she quickly followed Draco Miles Draco Miles to the hangar. Lyssa Io Lyssa Io also followed, curious as to what Draco had done, the surface of her Nanite body made to look like she wore a skintight silver catsuit with black spikes on the arms and shoulders. So this was Arianna's Apprentice.

Eager sort, bubbly, Lyssa thought. Oh well, at least she had shown initiative and kidnapped someone for the House. The Model 1 units had used to do that, not always to fulfill their goals but for what they termed "Social Experiments."

(Cutaway of Health Ledger's Joker laughing insanely)

They finally stopped and Draco explained the situation. Arianna looked more and more amused before giving a girlish squeal of delight escaped her.

Arianna took out her insanely expensive Holonet capable comlink with built in camera, studded with diamonds and instantly took a selfie of her and Draco to mark the occasion.

"Great! Your first kidnapping! All the best ones start over disagreements! Now obviously, we have two routes. We can either grill him for everything he knows and then blank his memory of the kidnapping and put him back quickly, lickity-split, or we could put him under a spell that compels him to feed us info without realizing it over a longer period of time. Lyssa, what do you suggest?"

"As long as he is not permanently harmed..." Lyssa cautioned.

"I know, let's try a comic book style interrogation first, hold him by a leg, and dangle his ass somewhere high. All the best comic book vigilantes do that..." Arianna said smoothly.

Lyssa looked at Draco. "She's correct on a pure statistical basis..."

"Oh, and where are my manners, Draco, this is Lyssa Io, Espionage General of the Nuetralizers and my Granddaughter by way of Laertia..."

"I am pleased to see you have engaged your kidnapping protocols. Those need the occasional workout to stay effective. Shall we conduct a super hero type interrogative of the subject, or did you have something more supervillain in mind?" Lyssa asked.
 
Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
Draco was beaming! For their selfie, she gave a bright, toothy grin, ecstatic to have Arianna’s praise and enjoying the fact that her master had a similar ecstatic energy to Draco kidnapping a man! Though for the Espionage General, Draco was concerned on their emotions, then realized they were a droid with nanites, and it all made sense.

“Oh… well you did say don’t harm a hair on his head… makes more sense that I’d follow the rules than kill him. Anyways, I think the more classical approach would be fun! Suck him dry of all the info he’s got, then hold him for ransom. If he is fearful of us, and leads the cartel, he’ll be more likely to follow our commands. I don’t think we should scrub his memory at all. Makes it all the more fun watching him deal with spicy memories”
 

Lyssa Io

The Daughter of Blades
"Let us see how much we have to break him down..." Lyssa said to Draco Miles Draco Miles

When Draco opened the ship, Lyssa would stride aboard to view their hostage, who was bound and in a Force Cage

"Hi there! You've been selected for involuntary participation in House Io's Enhanced Interrogation Program, newly formed as of thirty seconds ago."

"Feth you! I'll tell you nothing!"

"They always say that at first...and then the tickling starts. The Gravy. The porcupines..."

"The feth is a Porcupine?" the Crime Boss asked.

(Cutaway of The Amalgam The Amalgam sitting by a fire place holding up a photo of a Porcupine.)

(The Amalgam: This. This is a Porcupine.)

Lyssa smiled. "Don't worry your little Crime Boss head about it. All will be revealed in time. You will be ultra excited when you find out what the Gravy is for!"

As Vin Diesel once put it, there are Bad Days, and then there are Legendary Bad Days. The Crime Boss was about to have the latter.

Lyssa dragged him out of the Force cage.

"There is a wonderful place in the Countess's room for him."

"What the hell are you gonna do with the Gravy?" The Crime Boss asked.

"We are gonna feth with this guy so so hard..." Arianna chuckled. "Come Draco, let's get to making him some Spicy Memories!"
 
Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
Draco herself honestly had no clue what half of that stuff was, but didn’t want to interrupt so she just sorta stood there looking tough. She confused gravy for Gravity, and thought the gravity well trap to be a pretty useful way of extracting information! Though upon being invited to aid in the creation of spicy memories, she jumped and clapped her hands with glee

“I’d love to, my lady!”

And so as he was dragged behind Lyssa Io, Draco insulted and toyed with him.

“We’re gonna add a couple inches to your short ass first. The procedure may accidentally tear you limb from limb, but it is much worth the risk, my dwarven friend~. Just know your screams of pain and agony will only let us know the procedure is working, and will only make it worse. I have heard of an unwanted side affect though where the patient’s balls explode from pressure… Bah, you don’t even have those anyways! Who cares?”
 
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It must be said that Arianna was disturbingly effective at torture. And she didn't leave a mark. Not even a bruise.

She had used the gravy first. Then the squeegees, then she had made judicious use of rusty ass tweezers. Slapping had ensued. Then forcing his eyes open to read sappy Holonet fanfics about Anakin Skywalker. He had begged for death after the seventh one.

I'm serious, these Holonet fanfics were straight up eye bleach material. He had been forced to read them as a Sith Spell made him do a jig over thumbtacks. That chit was painful. But reading the sappy romance fanfics was hell on earth.

Lyssa observed the torture in Arianna's luxurious quarters with a fascinated gaze, as Arianna explained how each form of torment she applied worked and why it did. Why the Romance Fanfic torture worked was self evident. It was like that scene in 2001 when Bowman enters the monolith and the scenes of pretty lights rushing by are occasionally interspliced with shots of Bowman screaming/freaking out.

"YOU FREAKING PSYCHOPATHS!" the gangster screamed in mental agony.

"Draco, let's see you try the Fanfic torture. Find something particularly awful from the holonet. Nothing NSFW. Just unforgivably sappy. Like too much sugar..." Arianna joked, watching as the naked gangster danced on the thumbtacks."

"Can I do a jig too, Grandmother?" Lyssa asked.

Arianna raised an eyebrow and looked up at Lyssa.

"...sure. Whatever sharpens your blade, Lyssa."

Lyssa, without any further prompting, begin doing a jig next to the screaming man that partially became the Robot Dance.

Arianna absently began doing a minor jig herself, not understanding why.

"Find a fanfic to hurt this one."

Draco Miles Draco Miles
 
Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
OH GOD NOT THE FANFICS!!! Draco herself had to wear earplugs to keep herself from hearing that sappy crap. Wincing in pain at all the horrid forms of torture but understanding perfectly why it had to be done.

Now it was her turn… oh now it was her turn~! She cackled maniacally as she took the holonet and scrolled… Obi-Wan and Anakin? No, too overused… no… no! NO! Anakin, Mace Windu AND Yoda in a desperate love triangle to the plot of Twilight! Oh how horrific! How utterly atrocious! How PERFECT!!! To couple this off, one of course needs background music… and what better music than to take said rusty ass tweezer and play Duel of the Fates on a blackboard?

Arianna Belasko Arianna Belasko
 
The Gangster howled in agony at the digital blasphemy Draco Miles Draco Miles had acquired from the darkest dregs of the Holonet. Even Arianna was kind of aghast at the horror Draco had retrieved. Lyssa processed this strange form of sadism and filed it away for future.

Arianna had to cover her ears as she danced a jig with Lyssa, in between the naked gangster dancing on the thumbtacks.

Arianna quickly covered her ears as the horrible screeching on the black board. Lyssa winced as she glimpsed the mind breaking fanfic where Werewolf Yoda was Vampire Windu's lover. Neither of them knew this abomination had been written by Maple Harte Maple Harte in one of her more delusional moments, but it was definitely hers based on the fact there was a Cyborg Count Dooku. (His best and most cringeworthy line in the whole fix was "Cyborg Count Dooku is the most awesome form of Count Dooku, THIS WILL NEVER BE QUESTIONED!")

The spelling was awful. Just reading it made one feel like their IQ was steadily lowering. In some systems, reading this out loud would have been considered a declaration of war. Mandalorians have murdered their own kin for lesser offenses than reading this damn thing out loud.

"Okay, Draco, let's give it a break for now and grab a smoothie." Arianna said.

"I feel like we have committed some sort of horrible war crime." Lyssa noted serenely.

"Oh, nonsense, Grand Daughter, we do kidnapping and torture of enemies all the time. This doesn't even rate..." Arianna contested.
 
Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
She felt like she was chanting incantations for the devil, reading that stuff. She tortured this poor man, albeit not all too innocent due to his connections in the cartels and all that… she stopped as soon as Arianna gave her the word and was ecstatic for smoothies

“Yes, master. Where is the place anyways?”

She heard Lyssa’s comment on War crimes and was rather confused… there was much worse out there that she had done. Then came Arianna Belasko Arianna Belasko ’s response and that made all the more sense

“I was about to say… mm… smoothies…”
 
Arianna snapped her fingers and servant Droids immediately began entering and mixing the smoothies.

"Draco, you're going along swimmingly. In fact, I have a bit of a present for you..." Arianna said while she bid everyone to join her at the dining table...

Arianna got out a lacquered box and set it out on the table, she opened it and took out a strange looking Lightsaber hilt.

"I call this The Dragon's Fangs. A Pyrokinesis enchanted Lightsaber..." she explained, flashing it on, and revealing it's strange, flat orange blades that glimmered with terrible, boiling power."

"The crystal in this is among the most powerful of Lightsaber Crystals. It is a Lava Crystal, which form on worlds with volcanic activity. This particular one was already different, it's power Enhanced from the blood of an ancient Jedi sacrificed into the mountain it came from. I Enhanced it further with use of my own blood...even Alchemized armor would eventually feel it's bite..."

Arianna shut the blade off and slid it over to Draco Miles Draco Miles

"Do be careful with it, dear. It's a weapon of terrible might..."

That was when the smoothies came...

Arianna took a long sip from hers.
 
Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
“A—“

Draco reacted with surprise at the gift, first she was ready to accept the praise and was elated to even receive that… but this gift? It was ecstatic! A new lightsaber! It had been over 20 years since she had seen a new one, and it was even more exciting than the first time. Pure unadulterated joy overflowing and gushing out of her as she gingerly took the silver hilt and listened closely on just how special it was.

Her own special saber. Uniquely designed all for her, and it looked so badass! She would cherish this for eternity, even if she made it to a force ghost, she’d keep it with her.

“I-I cannot… I cannot even begin to thank you for this, master… it’s so… beautiful! I love it!”
 
Arianna smiled.

"I'm so glad you like it Draco." she said. "You've been such a delight to teach so far my apprentice."

Arianna sipped some more on her smoothies.

"The fan fics were utterly vile. I understand Jar Jar isn't the most popular historical figure, but feths sake, why do they always portray him dying so horribly? If anything, they should marvel at his Luck Stat."

She sipped more of her smoothie thoughtfully.

"I've heard Jedi say there is no such thing as luck. A few of them get pissed off when you mention Jar Jar."

Lyssa watched a small spider crawl on her arm in fascination as it made a web to dangle from, and she held her hand under it's drop point until it reached her hand, after which she dropped it into a clear crystal glass and turned it upside-down.

"Don't touch that. I intend to put it into a terrarium." she said simply.

Arianna rolled her eyes and then turned to Draco.

"So, Draco, dear, what would you suggest we try on our captive next?"

"Harsh language?" Lyssa suggested sarcastically.

Arianna perked up.

"Lyssa, I believe your sense of humor has developed."

"The Countess does present a valid question, however..." Lyssa added quickly.


Draco Miles Draco Miles
 
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Draco watched the spider, slightly intrigued by the small arachnid because she never really gets to notice such small creatures… perhaps this is how some gods view the beings that surround them, as nothing more than insignificant insects that crawl around in their home.

She listened intently to the recommendation of harsh language and what they should do with their prisoner, to which she thought of why they even captured him in the first place: To keep him and his gang from terrorizing the members of the outer rim house Io had assisted.

“To keep him in line, why not a display of power? Or even divert the attention of his gang towards us instead of the village. Push comes to shove we can just kill the gang. What we do is not too much of a concern to me, I’m mainly just used to holding people for ransom if I am not outright killing them”

She whispered the words in italics, because it seemed something she’d rather do herself or was something she knew Arianna Belasko Arianna Belasko was not found of, best to keep it to herself
 
"Patience, Draco, you musn't rush these sorts of things!" Arianna said playfully. "We cannot kill everyone opposing us. Light or Dark, to be a proper Sith means learning to attack and operate indirectly. To control others from afar, consistently, is a mark of real power. Learning to control them up close..."

Arianna's eye twitched, and a large water tentacle formed, grabbing the screaming thug and violently shaking him with it.

"...is art..." Arianna said proudly. "Though I confess, it is rather fun seeing him flail about..."

Arianna stood up.

"But, to the point at hand. Draco dear...let's test your ability to make him do as you please. Test your ability to sway the Force. Don't ask him to do anything weird . No sense in putting him in therapy for the next decade."

"May I smack him with a whiffle bat afterward?" Lyssa wondered.

"Why yes!" Arianna said, as though it were the most obvious thing on earth.

"This is turning out to be an amazing day so far..." Lyssa remarked serenely.

Arianna turned to Draco Miles Draco Miles

"Concentrate, Draco. Command his allegiance. Anyone can kill, but to make them obey? That's what Masters do with this sort."
 
Slightly Paranoid Apprentice
Make… him obey? Mind control him?! Draco blinked in confusion, then stared at the thug whom she had captured, and thought how would she use the force on his mind… she stood up and stared her target down, feeling out for his mind, grabbing it, holding it tightly, and “squeezing” it, as if trying to crush and break it

“Foul tarnished… I command thee KNEEL!!!”

Hopefully that worked! Albeit… probably not, she Kinda had no clue what she was doing
 
He kneeled alright. He kneeled and started barking like a dog.

Lyssa started to giggle in an unsettling manner.

"I taught a Super Battle Droid to do that!" she exclaimed.

"Um...little too much info there, Granddaughter..." Arianna said with a raised eyebrow.

"But it's cute! Here, watch!" Lyssa said, walking over, holding a ball above the mesmerized thug. The fat, naked, sweaty thug rolled over, still barking.

"Oh Gods! Draco, cease it so I don't have to bleach my mind!" Arianna exclaimed half joking to Draco Miles Draco Miles

"Here boy! Here boy!" Lyssa joked.

"ARF!" the thug barked.
 
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It seems she got much more than she had bargained for… maybe she had given him brain damage from squeezing too hard? She let her control go and used the force to drag this dog up to his feet, and hoped he wouldn’t keep acting as such… that would be embarrassing.

“I-I think it worked a little too well, Master”

She said with an embarrassed chuckle after watching Lyssa toy with the thug. She moved closer to the countess, finally trying her smoothie and enjoying it greatly, loving its taste and smiling happily
 

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