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deercountry2023-05-01 10:26 pm
survivalthroughhate) wrote in deercountry2023-05-01 10:26 pm
"Somehow....Palpatine Returned." (Player Plot)
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.]
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.]
/yelling seal gif, but with AAAAAAAAAAAANGST/
He screamed again as it got stronger, and, for that moment, his emotions switched. The flames flickered unable to hold on as Keith started to feel more fear than anger, and he latched on to that. The ground below him began to freeze over, and that was the only hint that something with him had changed before he created an ice spear in one hand. He yelled, digging deep, the fangs of his teeth lengthening from his Galra side, and his eyes glowing yellow as he tapped into that strength of will to feed his push. Surprisingly sure-footed on his own ice, Keith gave a last ditch effort, charging the short distance between them and thrusting the spear of ice into his enemy.
/inserts their own of a screaming kitten who does not have the shiny and WANTS THE SHINY
He was taken aback just enough for the boy to slide the ice dagger home. Whith an enraged scream, he vacated the girl's dying body, letting her fall to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.
Tinya laid on the ground, releasing a soft groan of pain. Blood was rapidly spreading around the wound and she coughed up blood, her already pale complexion closer to a pallor.
She tried to smile. "...at least this time, I didn't burn to death," and let herself let go
MYYEEEEEEHHHH! LOL
He dropped to his knees, exhausted, sore, and in shock. He heard her words, even if it was quiet. And she... smiled? Keith didn't know how to process that. Did that mean Sidious was gone? Was she relieved? Did she hate Keith for hurting her and killing her?
He stayed that way for a while, not sure what to do, feeling lost and confused. His hand shook when he reached for his omni, intending to call Shiro, until... he went still.
Palpatine had seen another chance. This boy... he was full of rage and anger. Perhaps that would be even better than pride. There was a moment, and then, slowly, Keith smirked. The girl had been useful, and fun, of course. The flying had been a nice touch. But her death meant he needed someone else to latch on to. And this boy was quite useful. Similar powers, yes, with the bloodmagic. And a slight sensitivity to a Force-like power. Palpatine could use that. And the physicality, the athleticism, it was like having a new lease on life after being stuck in that decrepit form of his own body.
Yes. This was good.
Sidious stood, staring down at the lifeless body bleeding before him. It didn't matter. He'd still won in the end...
He turned on his heel and left.