Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Slavery on Tatooine

The day had finally came Echo had been captured and sold to some hutt. The first thing that had happened to her when she was captured was that she was forced to strip. While this happened she had been touched in all of the wrong places. Then she was put in a metal bikini which she thought was the skimpiest thing ever. The days were long, she was forced to dance by her master. The nasty slob she hated the most. He kissed her everyday, his mouth was nasty and he needed to brush his teeth.

[member="Wrrlykam"]
 
With the punishment chamber doing as much as it had promised when the Wookiee walked in only two days ago, Wrrlykam had learned to quit sending massive distress calls to the other slavers in the nearby cells, and also to stop bashing in the droid's heads, as the new ones were re-enforced. It wasn't long that the Wookiee got to stand out with the other high-crime bounty hunters and pirates... as a waitress. It was her job to carry around a massive trunk full of extra drink re-fills and food, all mashed together into a disgusting pile of alien worlds and cultures.

The party they were having was just about to last all night, but before she was to fall back into her cell, she had an extra trick up her sleeve. Hopefully something that wouldn't include the large promise of suicide which seemed to be the only outcome half the time. She needed an ally to help her. Just one, at least.

[member="Echo Kora"]
 
At the party Echo had but one job to sit on her masters lap and let him kiss her. As she caught site of the female wookie she suddenly got an idea. She looked at her master and for the first time in forever she stood and willingly walked right up to her master and began to kiss him with tongue. It was disgusting but she began to rub her nearly naked body against his slimy one. She hoped the wookie took the hint to run as everyone was watching Echo

[member="Wrrlykam"]
 
The shock of the sight was a bit too much for a spare moment, despite all the bloodshed found in the torture chambers just hours before. The Wookiee carefully walked her way to the exit, and right past the guards as if they weren't even there. She was going back into the torture room. But for what?

The Wookiee put down the crate of beverages and closed the door, followed by locking it with a single switch. She walked to one of the many droids that have previously defeated her in battle, leaving with it a few scars, and gripped it's head before tearing it off with a loud grunt. Many of the fellow slaves did not deserve what was coming for them. The massive Wookiee went to work, tearing apart robots as they robbed other slaves or each other of their life span and dignity.

The small room was quickly cleared of droids, especially with the help of the slaves one-by-one freeing each other. Except for Brian. He was a jerk. The slaved worked on quietly getting themselves armed with pieces of the robots, with the most mighty of the bunch getting the top weapons previously on the droids. Wrrlykum got a large staff which hummed with electric. There was only moments to go before the doors opened and they would come out to attack.

[member="Echo Kora"]
 
Echo continued to kiss and rub her body up against her huge slimy master, he then reached behind her and began to try to undo her bikini. She stayed there but the guests began to leave and she knew that meant that the female wookies chance for escape was closing and that she was about to be sent to the torture chamber. It was a brutal place and she had the marks to prove it.

[member="Wrrlykam"]
 
The sounds of footsteps disappearing was like music to the slave's ears, even the ones who were deaf from the process of barely surviving in this place. As soon as a few more disappeared, the Wookiee let out a famously known war cry and half pushed open the doors, giving them no time to finish on their own as she jumped out, swinging her staff threateningly. Many slaves came to follow, some running ahead, and some staying back, though no one remained in their cells.

She quickly went off to fight the first guard that she saw, and already found terrible struggle in her mistake. He was quick, dodging the staff with agility and returning powerful punches. A few laser bolts streamed past her fur, setting the smell into the air with blood and gore. Only seconds into battle, and already slaves and guards were dying, though more slaves than the guards.

[member="Echo Kora"]
 
As this happened Echo stopped looking up her master did too and ordered more guards "Run." She yells and thinks that all of them getting away was better than trying to get her and being captured again. seeing this there was nothing she could do she sat down

[member="Wrrlykam"]
 
One of the more brains of the operation started to sort out the slaves to a more appropriate stand-point. Blasters near the back and hidden at the sides, and melee at the front and sides. They seemed to be holding off the guards, and building up a gory body shield as much as it hurt to look at. The Wookiee finally got the guard she was fighting down, stealing his blaster shortly after. Without hesitation she ran to the leader and pulled the trigger at his neck.

Without even checking to see if it worked, she looked down with pitying blue eyes to the slaved girl and extended a large furry pawed hand to help her up from her spot, releasing a final cry that sounded more of a beg.

[member="Echo Kora"]
 
Echo senses the wookies hand and takes it, as she stands up she finds that her muscles are weak and she can barely stand. And as they take off a blaster bolt rips through the flesh of her leg. "Ow." She screams as she hits the ground

[member="Wrrlykam"]
 
A long growl pierced through the air. The Wookiee quickly found and threw her staff at the guard who sent the bolt flying to the slave's leg, then picked up the woman with a single lift of her arm. Quickly she made a dash forward through the blasters of the guards and slaves, again with the formation of some rushing in front, and some in back. She didn't even have a plan for a ship yet, but it was better to walk the dessert and die of thirst than survive in there.

Her fur had been burnt in several places, smelling of dirty old burnt hair, and her skin was taking a beating with all of the sour bolts barely scrapping her. She did her best to protect [member="Echo Kora"], even if it was only one slave out of all the ones who died today.
 
Echo is thankful that the wookie had found her and rescued her from that monster of a master she had. She then took a moment to think if she had any way of finding a ship. "If you can get me to a town I can get us out of here."

(Do you mind if I invite a friend in with a ship?)

[member="Wrrlykam"]
 
The Wookiee lightly growled, sending a series of growls at the slave in her bulky arms, translating to, "You're a tree jumping rat trying to land on the leaves if you assume we can so much as find a pool of dirt to land in!" Still pressing forward, a sudden bright light blinded the Wookiee. The twin suns shined brightly, and the Wookiee stumbled forward, half loosing her grip on the human.

Already slaves were running away from each other, while others stood in groups and tried to figure out what to do next. Some of them ran, the Wookiee tried to run with them, though her left leg was starting to dribble more blood than it was before, which wasn't very noticeable in the dark of her fur.

(You may.)

[member="Echo Kora"]
 
She stumbled a few more steps and tightened her grip onto the slave, before dropping her in the sand, and falling to the side. Hot sand fell deep into her fur, as more blood slowly dribbled onto it, staining the deadly nature with her lively liquids. She was starting to feel cold, without even the twin suns and terrible sand to fuel her warmth back to her body.

It stung... Her eyes slowly fell shut, shielded with dark black eyelids. She felt like she was drifting away so slowly, so gracefully.

[member="Echo Kora"]
 
Echo knew what had to be done. She began to do C.P.R. She would not let the person who had just saved her die on the sands of a foreign land. She had another slave rip a piece of cloth from their shirt and patch the back of her leg. "Come back to me come on." She says as she continues and patches the rest of cuts

[member="Wrrlykam"]
 
The massive beast's cuts were being held back, at least some of them, those that could be seen and covered. The beast itself seemed to just fall into a deep sleep moments before, no struggle between the world of the living and unconscious. She would probably need more than that to work with. Just what was going through her blood right now?

A medical droid could probably clean her up in a few short minutes, but for now, she laid. Slowly dying on the hot sands.

[member="Echo Kora"]
 
Jad left the abandoned hangar he landed in, wearing his trousers, tank top, and helmet. He flipped down his scanner, noticing two figures in the distance.

"What the-?"

[member="Wrrlykam"] | [member="Echo Kora"]
 
The heavy Wookiee wasn't going to be much help as her poison ran through her body, rocketing her systems to barely function. Modern medicine proved too much for even a beast of her calculation.

[member="Echo Kora"] | [member="Jad Ordo"]
 
"Is one of them... on the ground?"

He clicked a button on his gauntlet, his speeder bike appearing beneath his ship. He hopped on, speeding towards the figures.

[member="Wrrlykam"] | [member="Echo Kora"]
 

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