"Somehow....Palpatine Returned." (Player Plot)

[survivalthroughhate]

Who: survivalthroughhate and anyone who wants to join in!
What: Palpatine ends up in Trench and no one wants that, so it's time to give him the beatdown!
When: Throughout the month
Where: All over Trench.

Content Warnings: Physical child abuse mentions, mental manipulation mentions, gaslighting, exorcism, food deprivation mentions, weed mentions, will add as necessary.



Maul's followers had come to him with the worst news possible. They'd been tracking the signs and had come to one conclusion: Palpatine was back to full strength and here in Trench. The Sith Lord was now possessing people, monsters, animals, whatever that could hold his form for any length of time before it was destroyed or rotted away from the pure evil of his spirit being contained within the body.

Maul knew he had to do something. He'd been responsible for unleashing this menace and so it was his responsibility to stop it. But he was scared too. The fear of his (former, he had to remember that part) master was deeply entrenched into his mind, the simple fear of a child scared of their abusive father and wanting to avoid punishment by doing anything possible mixed in with the more complicated fear of an adult who had been broken down through brainwashing and physical abuse until he'd been turned into a weapon rather than a person. Even now, letting go of his anger and pain hadn't diminished the fear he had of Sidious.

He'd hide for a period of time after warning the other Sleepers, too afraid to go out and face his master for good. It was all well and good to let them try to deal with this. None of them had any personal connection to Sidious, so they could try whatever methods they saw fit in order to exorcise those he'd possessed.

But as the month wore on and his master's spirit still stubbornly clung to the realm of Trench, Maul began to realize he had to face his master even if it was the scariest thing he'd ever have to do in his life. If he didn't confront him, Sidious was never going to leave. Bolstered by the encouragement of his friends and family, plus with the motivation of knowing only he could end this, Maul would go out to face his master. It'd be the hardest thing he'd ever have to do in his life, but to protect the people he loved so deeply and the place he called home, he would find a way to banish Palpatine forever from his life.

[OOC: This is the log post for the Palpatine in Trench player plot! Feel free to start your own open top-levels, set up closed threads, or just head straight over to the network post if you want to interact with Maul or threadjack people there. As a reminder, Maul doesn't necessarily need to be involved in exorcising an NPC or character if you just want to do to something among two of you.]

Comments

[dousedflame]

She's never heard a Twoleg purr before - she has to remind herself that Ezra mentioned Maul is not really a Twoleg and perhaps she shouldn't treat him as such. He is closer to a cat than he is to the Twolegs from her world.

"I can fetch you something if you'd like to stay put - where do you keep your freshkill?"

She's seen plenty of people food around Trench, but still hasn't learned a new word for it. The idea of food that isn't recognizably a dead animal is already a big concept to wrap her head around, and she still sort of imagines that Twolegs eat pellets like kittypets do.

[survivalthroughhate]

Maul had no hesitation about accepting freshly-killed animals from Bluestar. After all, he'd eaten plenty of animals he'd killed himself while he'd been stuck on Lotho Minor and had learned not to be picky. In fact, he felt rather touched she'd be willing to go through the time-consuming process of hunting to get him something to eat.

"In the fridge." Realizing that a feral cat likely would have no idea what that was, he added on some details. "The machine in the kitchen--" He gestured to where the room was. "--that makes a lot of noise and produces cold air."

[dousedflame]

Her ears flicker toward the kitchen - she can pinpoint it exactly, with how loud the machines are. Just the hum of the lightning in them would likely drive her wild if she lived around them.

"Wait here, I'll bring you something."

She slides off of his lap and pads away in the direction of the kitchen. It is... incredibly loud in here, and she can smell cold air coming off of a giant machine that seems nearly the size of a Twoleg. This must be the Fridge.

A few moments later she returns to Maul, trying not to look sheepish and lost.

"I can't open it."

[survivalthroughhate]

Maul smiled gently at the cat. A for effort, little friend. “Come. I will show you a way my pets have learned to open it up when they want food.” Granted, most of them were bigger than Bluestar, but the principal remained the same.

He went over to the fridge, showing her the corner on the bottom of the door where the seal met the rest of the fridge. “You have to hook your paw under the corner and pull hard on it until the door pops open. Sometimes it takes both paws.”