Private Sadistic Minds Think Alike

[Darth Moskvin]

Sadistic Minds Think Alike

"Horrors, I believe, should be original--the use of common myths and legends being a weakening influence."
{H.P. Lovecraft}​

Location: Al-Khali, Odacer-Faustin
Gear: In Sig​

O'Death

I stood at the top-edge of the ramp from the transport shuttle that ushered me to this meeting, my robes as black as my soul wrapped around me and my familiar Archimedes, Archie for short, perched complimentarily on my left shoulder, as he shivered off the snowflakes that floated down, attempting to find rescue in his feathers whilst I stared at the massive military base. I didn't fancy the grand illusions of architectural edifices like my former Master or those that I would loosely coin as peers, but I did appreciate a facility that could conjure up such marvelous nightmares. I, too, held my own personal sanctuary back on Dathomir that broke all the traditional laws of morality.

Today should prove to be entertaining. Rarely do I have the pleasure to meet an individual who possess a twisted mind such as the one that dances to macabre tunes that echo through mine, nearly making me feel almost passionate to befriend this other horrible creature. But befriend is such a harsh word, a word that hurts me to speak openly. But nothing ventured, nothing gained. I threw my hood over my black dreadlocked hair, listening to the bones weaved in said hair clinking together as I strolled down the ramp. The cold held no suffrage for me, for I am already dead, a living entity from beyond the veil of the living but I still hated the frozen water none-the-less; and Archie's tolerable squawking mimicked my feelings toward the falling snow.

Drawing closer to the entrance, I already felt the uneasiness, fear mostly, radiating off the set of guards ordered by their mistress to greet me and bring me to her. And they were right to hold me in fear, for I am the perfection of Death incarnate; that is why I am called Lady Death, a role I play well. Tall and bred for transmitting my fiendish appearance into nightmarish horrors, it was easy to deduce I was a ghastly phantom trouncing through the snow-covered ground. Very few words were muttered between myself and the welcoming guards, which I found orgasmic, for I do detest needlessly conversing. And as ordered, they led me to a part of the facility where I was told my host would be arriving soon. In the meantime, I began feeding Archie scraps of rancid bits of flesh.

I began to find it hard to contain my curiosity. I am a curious monster by flaw, but sometimes my curiosity leads me to interesting situations.


Seras Goto






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[Seras Goto]

Darth Moskvin

The facility... academy as some liked to think of it was always a sight. THe weather towers meant to obscure it in a near permanent layering of blizzard that shimmered against the exterior shielding. The entry gates giving way to the sheer cliffs that had been carved aand anchored.. the energy bridge a safety measure that they had brought in. The courtyard patrolled by soldiers but also the weaponized drengir combat units.. controlled with a root mind that was kept in the lowest levels of the facility. The guards could admit her while the airlock opened to an inner chamber. "Processing and decontamination protocols. Remove clothing, state any infections and prepare for blood testing."

It was more mechanical then anything and the facility intercom. "There are many precautions set up to make sure our weapons are not exposed too early." Seras said it when she was standing there in her own inner chamber. The pressurized chamber designed to copy her bodies pressure suit while she was scarred and damaged across the pale skin.. the spron on her when she was tearing into with mechanical arms the body that was within aa secondary chamber. They were observing and checking the bloodwork as it was scanned and she preformed the dissection and retrieval of the organs to be weighed and scanned.

The medical staff that were being sent the contaminated organs were in other chambers and seals were in place. THeir own scans running as one spoke. "The new strain doctor is quite impressive once it fully activates in the body." She was able to see it and the organs were saturated with it... small black veins from visual and internally the cells were bloated with infection... the cells and virus remaining dormant and spreading throughout the body until it was too late and then having two stages... initial outbreak and then second stage where it was heavily infected. "The Black Ambrosia is the perfect combination for a weapon and anyone can be ifnected without knowing it."

 

[Darth Moskvin]

Sadistic Minds Think Alike

"Horrors, I believe, should be original--the use of common myths and legends being a weakening influence."
{H.P. Lovecraft}​

Location: Al-Khali, Odacer-Faustin
Gear: In Sig​

O'Death

My golden eyes grew bright, eyes once looked directly into was a symbol of death, as she spoke of the virus. My vampiric eyes locked onto a single vial that contained this Black Ambrosia, and I could only release from my cold lips a small chuckle. I knew at once that I had found my counterpart, another who sought to unleash unspeakable horrors upon an unexpecting galaxy. Oh, the mounting bodies of rot. The rising death counts. The plagues and pandemics we could catapult across the planets. I found myself clapping delightfully.

"Indulge me, if you will. What is the method of dispersion? And you said one can be infected without knowledge of the infection, is there a cure?"

At once, my perverted mind began contemplating all the wicked perversions that could be birthed by not only by this Black Ambrosia, but what could be concocted into a mixture of one of the several viruses I already cooked up. Then another thought manifested itself, one that I wondered if this Sith Lord shared.

"This virus, can it kill anyone? Let's say, like a legion of Sith?"


Seras Goto​

 

[Seras Goto]

Darth Moskvin

There was a grin and the mechanical hiss as she spoke. "It is more insidious then that... the virus doesn't just kill. Infection can be from contact, fluid exchange, even passed from a mother to child. THen it sits in the body dormant and from time to time it will when under stress become active. Secreting hormones that flare anger and aggression, acts of violence. Then it can go dormant again... slowly buildingitself. Curing it is harder, you would need to be able to identify it as it blends in at the cellular level with the rest of the body to spread and then go after it with force light or gene and cell manipulation." She said it while explaining and bringing up a screen to show it.

"It will make a population rip each other apart, drive them to psychotic acts eventually as some give in and when they are killed off." She said it and the screen shifted showing an observation as one was shot by several droids in a chamber and a clock started... several seconds and then a minute as the body started to twitch and rise up... then it was moving at the droids and ignoring the shots to the body. "When they are killed, the virus fuly becomes active reanimating the body and driving them to tear everything else around them." She said it while looking over it while the virus spread around the room from the blood that was splattered to a dozen others.

"A legion of sith could be infected, they would infect others and once they are dead they would still serve a purpose. Infecting jedi who will not even know it as they take it back to their temples, to their secured worlds and it can spread like a wildfire."