Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

Register a free account today to become a member! Once signed in, you'll be able to participate on this site by adding your own topics and posts, as well as connect with other members through your own private inbox!

Court Date

Balaya stood over the creatures, their bodies twisting and controting as under her fingers the unseelie creatures tried to hiss. She was busy harvesting from them. Their bodies convulsing once more while her claw extracted one of the living crystals within them. The darkside energies of the planet coursing though the black veins with energy, the ancient darkside waters sloshing in the vat near them as Elara stood across from her master and held the crystals that were taken out of the body.

"Master what are these creatures?" She looked upon her master and Balaya continued to work before turning her head up to speak. "We apprentice as harvesting my pretties, the crystals on them give them their powers, infused with the darkside of the force and they create a nexus of energy. We'll use them to create a new sithspawn that will serve the sith, that will break the will of those who fight against us." Her laugh came while prisoners were being brought in on racks for her to experiment with like she did with Kaine to make the Unseelie.
 
Darth Banshee was happy she was no longer an acolyte, other wise it would be her getting her hands covered in gore. Instead it was [member="Darth Praelior"] apprentices balaya, how had the dubious honour of doing this. She did not like some parts of the sith works, though she new they where necessary evil to further their goals. This was one those jobs, sith spawn required things. Death was one of those things, as that gave way to rebirth of a stronger being.

She turned to sith lord and asked, What is your plan for sith spawn, once they are created? She then paused for moment and realized, she need to clarify what she meant. As they will need to be bloodied, before our enemies meet them in battle. As if they are failure, in any shape or form we need to know before they meet them.
 
[member="Darth Banshee"]

Balaya looked up at Elara and then at the other Banshee who was with them as she spoke. Her hands dancing and gliding over expertly. "That is assuming these are not designed to fail Banshee. THere are many ways to make sithspawn and all have different purposes. The unseelie die out in a few months after they are made but their ability to create a force nexus and corrupt peoples feelings of anger and aggression, to make people wreckless and greedy. That is what gives them their power. Their bodies will fail and rot in time but their taint will forever remain. That is the power of sithspawn and what we can make." Balaya spread her hand out to indicate the ones who had been brought.

"All of these slaves, the ones captured and who resist the dark lords will shall be made to serve him. Made to empower the One Sith order and with this new strand of the seelie created. We will have a way to spread our most potent toxin across the galaxy. Just like my breaker grenades but stronger, infused with the darkside as it comes from the very flesh and pores, then explodes to spread the darkside waters across a battlefield." She she was laughing going over towards the slaves and opening ones mouth as she started pouring the water into him. "You see the caries corrupts all who ingest it, slowly twisting them to the will and desires of their masters, making them serve the darkside. It is a weaker sith poison but not as easy to detect and faster acting."
 
She watched as [member="Darth Praelior"] poured the liquid into the mouth of the slave, she did care as slave must of hurt her family some how. Other wise he would not be here, and she cared more her extended family than she did for thousand slaves. She then had a random thought cross her head, she was a slave once. She rebelled against her masters, what made her different from these unfortunate souls. The answer was simple, she did not rebel against her family. She was part of successful rebellion, these rebelled and failed as the force was not with them.

She then looked at the slave, as the poison began it`s work. The slave began to wrench back and forth, foam started to froth at his mouth. As the poison began to work, she then asked the sith lord So how long does this take, before his transformation is complete? She was curious, though this was not avenue of power she had knowledge off. She could see a future use of it, to making their own cannon fodder.
 
I stood back a bit. The killing of the slaves itself didn't bother me all that much. A Sith is a Sith is a Sith. And Sithspawn, as I'd quickly learned, required quite a bit of killing to perfect. Especially these. As [member="Darth Praelior"] had explained to me and [member="Darth Banshee"], the Unseelie were basically weapons of attrition. The poison was tough to make, though, and required a mastery of Sith Sorcery that I probably wouldn't reach for a long, long time.
 
[member="Bond"] [member="Darth Banshee"]

She kept working now, slowly as the caries went through the body and the man convulsed being there. She moved, letting the bidnings go free and chanting as the force flowed freely. It was just like creating a battlelord and she had worked with Kaine to do that before. Making the Unseelie had been just the same while she walked picking the slave up and going to the waters of the lake. The silvery water with lightning crackling overhead, her energies pooling into the water for the silver to go thick and black as it seeped into the mans skin. She was focusing and letting her energies twist the flesh as it became bloated. Like a body left dead in the river the waters were seeping into every bit of the flesh until it was soft and squishy. Balay stood th thing up and squeezed it letting the limb and then the body pop like a balloon. Her laugh coming while she focused upon more ot it. This one was dead but twisting and corrupting the others would be something very different as she moved motioning for another to be sent into join her.
 
Darth Banshee watched as [member="Darth Praelior"] laughed at the wretches body exploded, she was insane. She decide to cover her mouth and nose, with her veil. She wished she wore her battle armour know, as that had an independent air supply. This room stank know, with the bloated corpse on the floor. She glanced at it and was horrid sight indeed. She consoled herself with the idea, that it was necessary evil. She than glanced at the sith lord, and decide she was one too. She did not have to like her, but she did have to help her. As this would help them gain victory over their hated enemy the Jedi.

She blanked at what she could, and waited for instruction. This had to work, as how things stand war between them and the mandalorians was also on the horizon. Though she hoped it would never come to that, as she hoped they could be friends one day.
[member="Bond"]
 
Wow.... I was kind disgusted... This guy farking exploded, and [member="Darth Praelior"] started laughing... Just.... Nasty. At least I can't really smell in a droid body, right? [member="Darth Banshee"] was trying to cover her nose with a cloak, but that wasn't working. I found a breath mask dangling from my arm where it had tangled on while I was resting against the wall.

I nudged her and offered her the mask... Oughta make the small more bearable, right?
 
[member="Darth Banshee"] [member="Bond"]

Balaya didn't look up her empathy giving her all she needed as she spoke and brought in another body. "You don't approve? How do you think alchemists have been making monsters for centuries. A little blood and death for weapons of war." Her hand slid along the body as she pulled a gloved hand free. Her pink skin gleaming from the water as she ran a talon down the palm and dripped blkood to go along with her spells and alchemy. Seeping in and making them slowly absorb more water while she twisted and poured her power on the body. She wanted something that was ready to pop in an instant but they would have to keep it going. She thought about what would be needed and spoke. "Have the soldiers ready a stasis unit somethign for transporting prisoners. We don't want our weapons to pop to early."
 
She put hand to refuse the mask, though it was nice of the droid to offer. She then looked at sith lord, it was not that she disapproved of her methods or her science. She just disapproved in laughing about it, also the smell she disapproved of that as well. She then replied to dark lord, No I don`t disapprove, as using our enemy against our enemies. I just wish they did not smell so bad.

She then gave the order to get the stasis pods ready, a very useful device that she stores large quantities of anti matter in. As it keeps it inert, till it or they are ready to be used. She then asked sith lord, ​I take we wont be advertising we using these things? She did not want the galaxy to begin to hate the one sith, as the code gives instruction on what happens next. If that was to happen, and it was not good for her family.

[member="Darth Praelior"]
[member="Bond"]
 
I shrugged. No mask for [member="Darth Banshee"], then. [member="Darth Praelior"] began working on the next victim... Hopefully they wouldn't explode. That stuff registered as hazardous to my olfactory sensors. The two Lords must've had some pretty fancy protection in the Force. The next future Unseelie screamed as the potion was poured into his mouth.

He stiffened and began to twitch, and I was wondering if that meant that he was transforming or dying, or both.... 'Cause it reminded me of rigor mortis.
 
[member="Bond"] [member="Darth Banshee"]

Balaya continued to work while the sithspawn below her stayed there, a stasis unit brought while she positioned him in the pod and got it setup. The sithspawn being kept as it sealed and she checked the vitals. "If our enemies see them there won't be much evidense left afterwards. They will explode and spread, the others sithspawn we can retrieve from Gallos along with so many other vong biots. The old empire knew the value of having back ups. Now begin, we shall start the process, transforming as many as we can while the priets from Tantorus are brought in. Once we have enough we'll test them against some of the captured prisoners."
 
"Just how many sithspawn are we talking here? I know about the Seelie and the Unseelie, but what other kinds are we using?"

I was seriously wondering how [member="Darth Praelior"] was going to control all those monsters at once. It seemed like an impossible task.


[member="Darth Banshee"]
 
Darth Banshee nodded her head, and began to check the vitals of the new sith spawn. Just before they where put into the stasis pods, and then put to storage. This would take her the rest day, but [member="Darth Praelior"] would have her sith spawn as their dark lord had commanded. She may not trust this sith lords sanity, but she did have faith in their dark master plan`s. She new he had glorious vision, for the one sith. So what if some rebellious slaves met a cruel and untimely end, if it served the greater good of the one sith and their master.

[member="Bond"]
 
The new Sithspawn was an odd little thing. [member="Darth Banshee"] and [member="Darth Praelior"] were checking its vitals, but I was only interested in the odd way it seemed to be staring at me from inside its stasis cube.

Strange... I thought they were blind.


"My lord, is that thing actually looking at me, or were its eyes just moving?"
 
[member="Darth Banshee"] [member="Bond"]

Balaya thought about it at first. "Their blindness will come in time, not all the changes happen at once. Altering and bludgeoning the form of their bodies takes time still." She grinned though looking at another prisoner. "As to the sithspawn, not all of them have to be controlled. One does not control the akure leviathan, you just let it loose and keep out of the way. Same for many of our weapons these are easier to control. Their directions is pheromon based, no thoughts no work just spread some where you want them to go." She was still working on the second one her palm bleeding to twist the body with her own powers and pushing the darkside through the body of the new creatures. "THe vong can control their biots with their own equipment."
 
Darth Banshee decide to be a little impertinent and asked a question, Did you get the control idea, from our new member [member="Tsavong Kraal"]. She was wondering as he was one those vong creatures, know joining the one sith and their holy cause. Though she may come across it another way. Then again that was why she was interested in, to see how far their influence had reached. As their was where some, who thought all the new comes of late. Had more influence than they should have, though she know qualms about it. As long as they stayed the course even if the going got tough.

[member="Bond"]
 
[member="Darth Banshee"] emanated skepticism of the Vong technology. I agreed with the sentiment. The new Vong Sith were one thing, using them for such an important weapon was another. It was a questionable idea, and I wasn't planning to be there if and when it blew up in [member="Darth Praelior"]'s face.

"If the Vong are Force-voids, how do they make stuff like this? Those 'singers' they have are barely even aware of Sith sorcery."
 
[member="Bond"] [member="Darth Banshee"]

Balaya turned her head in question... was she daft, not paying attention. Amethod of control using pheromones with a zeltron? Was she really so... Her words came out though as she was working on a third subject. "No pheromones for control are something easy to do with a zeltron." She continued to work with them and motioned the two forward. "The basics of alchemy with creatures is all about the blood your willing to use. A little blood to strengthen and make it your own. You can mold and bludgeon reality to serve your whims. Stand here Banshee and try."
 
I'm not susceptible to Zeltron pheromones, being an oversized crystal in a droid body, but I'd seen what those could do to people and animals... I'd seen the most traditionalist of Jedi become a drunken nymphomaniac just because of a pink pair of boobs and a couple suggestions. It was almost fun to watch.

Anyway, back to the present...

I watched [member="Darth Praelior"] rebuke [member="Darth Banshee"] like a teacher chastising a student. It was pretty funny, seeing the scary (but admittedly rather sexy) sorceress suddenly lose her cool over something like that. I walked up between the two women, staring at the Unseelie, which was once again twitching. But this time, it seemed like it was waking up from a nap.

"MAster, is it waking up, or is the twitching caused by something else?"
 

Users who are viewing this thread

Top Bottom