Taris - A Message from a Dark Lord [WARNING: INTENSE GRAPHIC VIOLENCE!]

[OOC: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.]

It was a cold night in the upper city... in the Governor's Tower, a man lie drinking, his wife crying in the opposite room. The alcohol was beginning to settle into the governor's brain, but even the fermented alcohol could not prepare him for the apocalypse that was to come that night. A mere boy was in the elevator, raising to the top floor. He had bypassed security with his art of mind control, for he did not want the action to start this early. When at last the door opened, two armed guards were pointing their blaster rifles at the small boy. "Who the hell are you? And how did you get up here?"

The child said nothing, but smirked. With a flick of his wrist, the two men levitated off of the ground, and were hurled through the nearest window with the force of a jet collision. The alarm went off immediately, but the boy did not care. He was already two feet away from his destination. With a single Force Strike, the blast doors were knocked off of their hinges, and hurled five feet from their initial location. The drunk governor stared in horror. "Wha the 'ell is a li'l boy doin' 'ere?" he slurred, as the Dark Lord stepped over the grounded door. "Good evening, governor." the boy simply said, as he raised his arm. The governor's entire body locked into position, and levitated off of the ground. "Can you feel it?" the boy taunted, as the Dark Side wrapped around the man. "The Force is entering your body... it is crawling up your nose, and wrapping itself around every fiber of your inner body. Around every bone... slowly tearing your bones off of their ligaments, untill..." And then, the man's entire skeleton was ripped out from under his skin. Blood splattered all over the windows as spare muscles and torn ligaments and cartilage was spewed around the room. The man's intestines, almost by themselves, formed a noose that wrapped around the man's dislodged spinal cord, hanging him from the ceiling with his own dismembered body parts.

When the authorities would arrive the next day, the grisly sight would meet their eyes. Shredded bodies would litter every corridor, and everyone, including the governor's own daughter, would be brutally murdered. However, the most bizarre sight would be in the governor's room. Blood covered all of the walls, and the dismembered body parts lay in strange designs on the ground. The stomach had been sliced open, with bile still dripping out, and underneath the skeleton was a pile of feces and half-digested food. The smell of alcohol came from the now rotting organs, and the liver could be seen to be almost yellow from the constant drinking. The man's dismembered penis could be seen stuffed into his own rectum, hanging from the ceiling, as if it had been stabbed into the side of the intestine like a floppy knife. The man had also been scalped, and his scalp was jammed into the wall, held there by the man's fingernails and toenails. But perhaps the most macabre key to the puzzle was found in the man's mouth. In the hanging skeleton's mouth would be a single note lodged between the man's front teeth. Upon the note would be eight words, written in red ink: "Will The Real Jedi Order Please Stand Up?" On the opposite side would be the emblem of the Sith Order:



Oh, whoever had Psychometry would be in for a treat, that would haunt their nightmares for weeks to come...

((I'll stand up.))

((Told you I may take her out. Besides, it's void because I never explained how I got there.))

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Whatever, locked due to bullshit.))