Save The Beautiful Actress From Being Eaten By Monsters!

[darkhaert]

The actress of the movie "The Force Temptation" had just boarded a travel cruiser first class to her next upcoming film: "The Bound Lekku." The tale is about a young Twi'lek raised as a bounty hunter, only to become one of most reputable single mother gun-for-hire in the universe. At first she declined to play the leading role of the seductive Twi'lek mother of one, arguing that she is on a year-long sabbatical, but when her agent convinced her it would be different role from her last film she gave it a shot. She especially liked the plot of hinting who the father was. Was it her bounty hunter teacher? Was it the weakling who'd she captured once? Or was it the corrupt politician who had once hired her to take a life?

"The Force Temptation," Her last film, wasn't all too joyous for her, unlike this coming film, since memories of disappointments and anger would often enrage her. She would unconsciously grind her teeth upon thought. That's how she despised the film, and herself for even taking the role. Beforehand she was told that she would portray a role of a well-rounded female Jedi, a character any woman would wish to be, who decides to elope with a fellow Jedi Knight. The script, with action scenes consisted of both him and her, seemed well and the director was someone who made decent films, none of them were plushy lovey dove love stories. Of course, some parts of the film involved her doing some nudity, but she thought it was natural, she was physically gifted after all. As long it showed the strength and sensitivity of women she was satisfied.

When the film reached theaters, she was in the shock of her life. The film was not nearly as femininely empowering as she had believed herself it would be. It became into a love story, with her scenes barely containing the action that she had played. Her scenes were mostly the nudity and the sex. Her character turned into a different woman, powerless and as pathetic as any stereotypical role of a woman in films she hated. The film was a hit though, and she was the only one unhappy about it.

Well this time she had learned her lesson. She, and her agent, made sure that this film would stick through its theme and script, and in a binding contract she'd been reassured that changes to the tone will give her legality to file suit.

On her first class four man capacity luxury room a human female attendant greeted, and complimented, her with utmost sincerity. The woman had red eyes and short silky orange hair. She was shorter than the Twi'lek actress, though. She would never pass as an actress.

"I love your work very much, Ms. Asohbu," said the attendant. She handed the beverage the actress ordered. "I can't believe I'm meeting my favorite, and one of the greatest actress in contemporary films! What a small universe."

"Thank you." She enjoyed the flattery and her drink. "Which movie did you enjoy most?"

"The Force Temptation!" A strange and utterly worthless compliment this attendant has.

Ms. Asohbu's expression changed. Despite her talent, she couldn't help but show some kind of animosity especially when she's not on duty. She then ordered something that will make her sleep for the rest of the flight.

"That's a wise choice," said the attendant. Another strange compliment, but at least Asohbu would be left alone for awhile. "This is one of my favorite." She handed the actress a pill and a glass of her water.

"You can leave now." And the attendance exited her room to serve someone else.

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What was the time was her first inquiry and thought. She'd no idea how many hours had passed, but she couldn't help but wake to the screams of the passengers. She was tipsy and could barely open her door, when she did she hoped she had stayed in her room, or wished she was dreaming. Was she dreaming?

Feral beasts? No. Monsters. Monsters were eating some of the passengers alive, while some passengers roll in agony of their melting skin. These were creatures she had not seen before, not even in science fiction films. Butterflies as large as her luggage were gnawing on the bones of corpses, while centipedes ripped the skins of crying men. The leeches were worse as they stick onto the skulls of bipeds. What were these things doing here?!

Someone grabbed her in the hand and dragged her in a room. It was the attendant with short orange hair and red eyes.

"Help," Ms. Asohbu said to the woman who had just hid her from the nightmare. She could barely make a sentence, and most of her words were slurry. She was desperate to say: I want to wake up now. She lay on the sofa to catch a decent breath and sobriety.

"I never expected for you to wake up this soon. Don't worry, Ms. Asohbu, they won't hurt you." The attendant kissed her lips, even feeling her tongue with her's. She wanted to push her away, but her arms were weak and all of her energy was spent trying to comprehend her situation.

"What are you doing?" The attendant didn't listen and continued to caress and kiss her and touch her. She felt a hand was crawling up her leg, she was partly glad that it was a hand and not one of those things outside, and it carefully pried her panties off. "Stop... stop this. I'll give you any—anything to... get... me out."

The attendant said hush. "I know you'll give me anything."

Seconds passed and she started to see radical changes in the attendant. It was like looking into a mirror, only that the mirror was constantly molesting you, harassing you, molesting you, stripping you, all the while assuring that it won't hurt.

It didn't take long for the fear to make Ms. Asohbu partially sober. Why was a clone of herself making love to her? She was sure that the Twi'lek in front of her was an exact replica. The cheek bone, the voice, the eyes, the expression, the lekku, and the scar she had on her hip was on this woman.

She still couldn't fend the attendant off.

This dream was getting crazier by the second.

Two naked Twi'leks.

No one was screaming anymore.

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"Hello? Is this thing working?" A frantic woman's voice was on the open radio frequency. "Is anybody there? I'm in... oh god where am I?! I'm in a travel cruiser called "The Smiling Moon." I need help. I think everyone's dead."

....

"Hello? I'm in a travel cruiser called "The Smiling Moon." I need someone to rescue. There are these monsters in the cruiser. It's plagued with them, and I can't get out." The woman sobbed for five minutes. "Please if anybody can hear this, send for help! The military! Anything... Anything. My name is Asohbu Leksus. Yes the goddamned actress. Save me and I'll pay you... Save me!"

 

[Dmitri]

"Smiling Moon, this is the Zmeya," said a voice finally on the comm. "This is Nol Tsviets. How may I help you?"

 

[darkhaert]

"Hello? I'm in a travel cruiser called "The Smiling Moon." I need someone to rescue. There are these monsters in the cruiser. It's plagued with them, and I can't get out." The woman sobbed for five minutes. "Please if anybody can hear this, send for help! The military! Anything... Anything. My name is Asohbu Leksus. Yes the goddamned actress. Save me and I'll pay you... Save me!"

It would seem that this was a record to any responder who'd try to contact the "Smiling Moon." The luxury cruiser then sent its coordinates after six minutes of the record played.

 

[Dmitri]

Tsviets, aboard the Zmeya, pondered for a moment.
"If this is true, the actress could be infected by now," considered Tsviets. "Still, I should at least investigate."
Tsviets plugged in the coordinates. The Zmeya flew towards where the Smiling Moon supposively was.

 

[darkhaert]

The Zmeya was puny compared to the Smiling Moon. Smiling Moon had large windows for its concert halls and its space-viewing rooms. Some windows locked automatically after it was smashed open from the inside. Some windows registered cracks. The Smiling Moon still functioned though, blaring its room lights and ship signals. However a ship's captain was unlikely to have survived the invasion? Plague? Space pirates? Whatever it was, it left an actress on board for god knows how long.

Shadows were moving from room to room, yet distinguishing the thing from sentient to feral was difficult from an outside view.

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Asohbu was walking calmly from room to room. Sometimes she'd pick up a book or a journal or a diary of a child and read it. There was nothing interesting she noted, until she spotted a small ship. "Getting interesting. I like it."

 

[Dmitri]

The Zmeya docked with the Smiling Moon. Tsviets hacked into the ship's computer to open the doors. He kept his connection on on his communicator in case he needed to access more of the ship.
Tsviets entered the ship and went exploring for survivors.

 

[darkhaert]

Surprisingly enough, Smiling Moon was as clean as Tsviets' own ship. Sure some splatter of blood appeared here and there, but there was no sign of any genocide. The place does look like it was ransacked, but nothing more. Carpets were torn off, the furniture were a mess, but no monsters or...

A man was limping afar from Tsviets. When the man saw the new passenger he limped towards him.

 

[Dmitri]

As the man neared Tsviets, Tsviets drew his blaster and pointed it at the limping man.
"Don't come any closer," ordered Tsviets. "State your name and what you are doing here? While you're at it, please tell me what happened here."

 

[darkhaert]

The man didn't listen, or rather could not listen. Though his auditory nervous system functioned, the part of his brain that reasons and memorizes were functionless. A big black leech was attached in his head, throbbing and pulsing at seconds interval.

The man sprinted, he could barely, towards Tsviets to hold him.

 

[Dmitri]

While most people would think to aim for the vitals of an opponent, since Tsviets had no idea what subjugation the leech had on its host, he shot at both of the man's legs. The man tumbled to the floor. Keeping himself from grabbing distance, Tsviets approached the man. Seeing that the enemy was beyond communicating, Tsviets shot the man in the head twice then blasted the leech for good measure.
Tsviets adjusted his cap.
"This can't be good," said Tsviets. He radioed his co. pilot in the Zmeya and gave an update. The co. pilot, Ken, acknowledged the report.

OCC: Ken's an NPC so you can have him infected later if you want.

 

[darkhaert]

She was watching the security monitors and saw what her new visitor could do. She was not impressed. "Well those things could have done better," Asohbu said to herself. Her fingernails tapped monotonously on the keyboard. "What to do what to do...." She pressed on the speaker button and left it there. She reached her lips close to the mike. "Thank you! Thank you for coming. I knew someone would come if I left that message," said the devastated woman. "Please come to the center of cruiser. At the dance hall, I can't go to you because there are just too many of them. Oh my... one of those things heard me." She used the force to levitate a skeleton and its head kept bashing on the door. "Hurry!" The computer was demolished by the force.

Asohbu walked out of the security monitoring room and some large insects went inside. Leeches and bugs and centipedes and things with claws. Some of it spat acid all around. She met a large canine with insect wings on the way out. She petted it and it left running to somewhere.

She slowly vanished as she walked. Headed to the dance hall where her pets can tear this child apart.

 

[Dmitri]

Tsviets had a bad feeling. Something just wasn't right. He decided to hack into the Smiling Moon's comm system.
"Attention, attention, any survivors please use the nearest comm and access Channel 1," announced Tsviets using the ship's speakers.
Tsviets moved the connection to his earpiece. He doubted anyone would make contact but he wanted to play the ignorant bystander. His best chance was to have the enemy underestimate him and get arrogant. Arrogance led to mistakes that could be exploited. As Tsviets walked, he hacked into the ship's security cameras and looked at any that hadn't been destroyed.

 

[darkhaert]

"Attention, attention, any survivors please use the nearest comm and access Channel 1," announced Tsviets using the ship's speakers.

A hacker, she thought. Somewhat she should have expected one to come though. Oh well hackers feel secure when they think they control the machines. The cameras were moving again too, but she'd been hidden by the force before exiting the security monitoring room.

She waited on top of the balcony watching her pets. Some butterflies were still gnawing on some pile of what's left of a skeleton. Centipedes were fighting for the little scraps of meat they have. The place was crawling with them. All insects were either feasting or resting, while canine-like insects rest on top of chandeliers, all the while a pink bubble textured blob slowly consumed thirty of Smiling Moon's passengers. They were still alive, with bodies starved, but mostly in a sleeping state. They were dying slowly, luckily they feel nothing.

Now she wonders what this wonder boy would do in the face many beasts. At least she would see them in action, rather than easily infesting ships. She used the force and crushed all the cameras around. The insects cower before her power.

This will be a moment for entertainment.

 

[Dmitri]

While he felt proud of himself for easily hacking the ship's computer, child's play really, he was still cautious. Survaillance was a double edged sword. One could see other places but it could be used against a person, with the enemy only letting the person see what they want them to see.
"I sense a dark presence," murmured Tsviets. "Death is in the air yet at the same time so much of life; not human though."
Tsviets looked at the map and calculated the second shortest path to the center of the cruiser. He dared not go the shortest route in case it was a trap but still he prepared himself for the worst.

 

[darkhaert]

When Tsviets neared the center of the cruiser, the dance hall, Asohbu dropped herself gracefully in the center of the alchemic produced beasts. She embraced one of the butterfly and brushed its fur with her fingers. Once the presence of the young visitor draw close by, she screamed for help. "Help me!"

She cuddled the butterfly and fell on the floor. "Help me!" Some of the beasts, the butterflies, the leeches, the canine like insects ignored her and continued their follies. The surprise on the visitor's face would give her the joy she'd waited for days. The joy of seeing her pets test themselves on someone who isn't a defenseless passenger.

 

[Dmitri]

"What in the world?!" exclaimed Tsviets.
Tsviets entered the dance hall to see the machinations of alchemized evil. He had expected something but not this. He immediately ignited his lightsaber. However, when he looked at Asohbu, he felt like something was off.
The man infected earlier seemed possessed, remembered Tsviets. I better make sure to be careful in case she's infected too.
Tsviets used the force to throw the nearest monster butterfly into two other butterflies. Tsviets charged at a lone wolf.

 

[Moriarty]

Karasym, who had been frustratedly waiting in secret in the dance hall, noticed all the commotion. He noticed the decietful actress who was in fact a force user, and the other goodwilled visitor who came warily to the 'actresses' rescue. He was frustrated because he was taking passage on the Smiling Moon to it's destination planet in search of his next target, but then this actress let these things out on board the ship to devour the entire crew and all passengers. He kept in control, however, and remained in the dark, using his power in the force to disguise his entire pressence entirely.

He watched as the actress frustrated things, and made things more complicated. He would've killed her the moment she revealed her true intentions subtly, but she wasn't wirth his energy. For now, he simply had to acquire a new passage to the planet and then return to Nar Shadaa to retrieve his ship. Even so, he couldn't help but notice the Twi'lek woman wasn't entirely herself. Either the large insects controlled her, or something else. When he tried to see into it, his vision was clouded.

In any case, he felt it neccessary to help the visitor aboard so he could acquire passage. He jumped down and ignited his two blue lightsabers, slashing at the few insects that leaped at him for a nibble of his young flesh. These abominations were too weak for him in the first place. He then broke into a run, and leaped to the visitor's side, helping him against the odds.

"If your strength in the force is strong, try to reach into her. She has herself well gaurded. We need to get off this ship," he said. His voice portrayed no emotion, only stating the facts. He was rather bored with the turn of events, even more frustrated than anything.

 

[Dmitri]

Tsviets slew another butterfly.
"My ship is prepped to go," said Tsviets, "though I hope these monsters haven't gotten inside." He slashed a leech in half. "Let's head to the engine room. If we can get there, I can rig the core to go critical after a certain amount of time, blowing this place, since I doubt we can purge this entire ship of these creatures."
Tsviets used the Force to push away an incoming canine. Tsviets rushed over to the bar and stole three canister. He used a spoon to move a leech's corpse into the canister. He then used the utensil to spoon some of the canine's blood into another canister.
"Come on, let's go," said Tsviets, checking his map. He gave once glance over at the woman before running down a hall.

 

[Moriarty]

"Don't worry about her. She's good at hiding herself from the simple, but all too clumsy against one of the assassins from the Animus," he said. He was obviously talking about himself, but didn't elaborate. When a person had intentions of involving themselves with Karasym and he wouldn't kill them because they didn't give him a reason, he felt it neccessary to let them know what they were getting themselves into. Karasym was almost completely heartless, save for two people. He wouldn't harm the innocent, only those who were his targets. If they weren't they better stay out of his way. And this actress was getting close to doing just that.

"Be careful up ahead. There's something bigger than the rest of these things," he said as they neared the next room. The engine room wasn't too far from their location, but the had some fightning to do. He sent a bolt of his black lightning at one of the incoming butterflies, jumped over a swarm of a few crawling insects and cut them from above, and force pushed another swarm of butterflies into the wall until their bodies were crushed flat from the pressure.

 

[darkhaert]

((OOC: http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/showthread.php?p=639764#post639764))

Oh my, she thought, these boys are beyond my pets' capabilities. The butterflies were only for consuming collagen one proteins (hair, bone, skins, ligatures, and organs), they were not made to tackle professional assassins. And the centipedes, despite its strong muscles, acidic saliva, sharp claws, and deadly bite, it was too autistic to successfully slow the disturbers. Nevermind the leeches, and the pink blob, for they need total advantage to win. Only the dogs could stop them now. These dogs, with insect wings, and insect mouths, and insect claws could make some form of entertainment for her. The others were now irrelevant characters.

Trying to deeply reflect on everything, she thought: both of them are skilled force-users, and one happen to have hidden himself behind all the commotion. This is troublesome, yet, somewhat, she could find something valuable in this new plot.

But then she spotted her original target, doing something he shouldn't have done: he picked up her work and, obviously, this means he means evaluate it. Tsviets had kept her work in a canister, without her permission. Once the disturbers escaped the dance hall, she placed a leech on her cuddly butterfly, and ordered them to hide in a specific escape pod for passengers. Then she ordered other canines to pull the pink blob, using carpets, to one of the escape pods. Only a portion of the blob was needed, and they understood that. Some of the escape pods festered with the insects.

It wasn't hard to chase them, since one them was pulsing with the darkside. She ran to the hall where the boys were and ignited her lightsaber. She plans to cut the child's hands for reaching into the cookie jar.

The boys, on the other hand, could not have moved as freely, seeing that they encountered swarms of her insects.