The Beginning of the End

OOC-Okay, guys, I'm finishing this plot on my end so we can start the new one
soon enough, although I agree we should wait a little before starting another
major plot. You know, to let our characters relax for a minute. Sorry if this
is a little long and even more apologies for the gore. It's almost Halloween
and I'm in the mood for a little decapitation.
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RPG-The Landing Bay
Captain David Lister of the Red Dwarf (with his slave Hollister) exited his
craft in the Blue Dwarf's landing bay. First Officer Kochanski (with her
personal slave Holly), Snake and Kryten were tight on his heels, Allie
chirping excitedly on his watch.
The captain looked around, smiling at the major amounts of damage in the
landing bay. He didn't know most of it was actually there before, caused by
Katy Roskev and the rest of the engineers...
Snake's tongue slithered out. "Empty and quiet. Feels like a trap."
"Arm mega-heavy-smegging-bazookoids," the captain instructed.
Kryten, Snake and Holly pulled out their weapons. "Armed, Captain," Kochanski
announced.
Lister only nodded. "Let's go. And remember, shoot anyone who tries to stop
us."
"Blood-shed blood-shed, lots of icky blood-shed," Allie sang happily.
(If anyone wants to add in their bit here, feel free.)
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Katrina Swete's quarters
Tied tightly to the ladder leading to the top bunk were Blond Katrina and
Blue Dwarf's captain Seymour Niples. They struggled fiercely to free their
bound wrists, but weren't having much luck.
Dark Katrina examined herself in the mirror above the sink, pulling back her
cheek to inspect the holes were there were once teeth. "Damn Edwards," she
mumbled. "I'll get that bitch later."
Suddenly, the doors slid open. DK whipped around, her guns cocked and ready
to blow whoever it was head off.
"At ease, Lt Swete," Captain Lister instructed her. Kochanski, Hollister,
Snake, Holly and Kryten followed him in the room.
DK lowered her arms, but didn't put her guns away. She liked the feeling of
them in her hands. "Captain, I have here for you Captain Seymour Niples of
the Blue Dwarf and his cutie pie girlfriend, me."
Lister smiled at Blond Katrina. "Yes, very cute." He turned back to Lt Swete.
"You should dye your hair like her. It'd really suit you, Swete."
DK said nothing.
Captain Lister bent over Captain Niples. "Captain Niples? Seymour Niples?
Umph! What a smegging stupid name you got there, son. If I were you, I've
have changed it long ago."
Seymour grinned at him for a moment, then spit in the evil Captain's face,
hitting him square in the forehead. ""Piss off, tubby."
Lister pulled back, wiping the spit off his head. He then turned to
Hollister. "Fatso, I'm relieving you of your post."
"Really?" Hollister squealed with excitement, thinking he was about to be
promoted.
Lister nodded. "Yes. From now on, Nipple Boy here is going to be my personal
slave, and you are going to be....dead."
Before Hollister could react, Lister motioned his hand at Kryten. The
demented droid grabbed the slave by his large neck and twisted it all the way
around with the most hideous cracking noises you could ever imagine.
Hollister fell dead to the ground.
Blond Katrina screamed with horror. Seymour swallowed hard to keep from
vomiting.
The Red Dwarf crew laughed merrily. Except Dark Katrina. She remained silent.
Captain Lister noticed this. "What's wrong, Swete? I'd expect you to be
laughing like a crazy woman at that."
DK shook her head. "No, I don't find that funny at all, Captain. Not one bit."
Lister narrowed his eyes at her. "What, you gone soft? Losing your edge,
Swete?"
DK's bruised face was crumpling with sorrow. "You knew I loved him!" she
screamed. "I loved Hollister and you killed him right in front of me! Made me
watch!"
He snickered. "Get over it, Swete. You can have Nipple Boy here, if you
want." He licked his lips. "I think I want a taste of your double. I've
always had a thing for blonds, you know."
"Get bent!" Blond Katrina snapped.
"Don't even think about it!" Seymour rasped.
Captain Lister turned back to his crew, laughing evilly. They laughed with
him, even slave Holly, who received a quick whipping for misbehaving.
DK exhaled sharply. "You smegging bastard!" she yelled. DK raised her guns,
firing two shots off quicker than she had ever shot before. The bullets hit
their marks. Snake fell dead as one bullet was planted between his eyes.
Kryten soon joined him on the floor, the other bullet finding itself buried
deep in his forehead. Though it may not have destroyed the mech, it damaged
his CPU enough to knock him out of the game.
"Shoot the bitch!" Kochanski screamed at Holly.
The living Holly fired a shot at DK. But, since he was a slave and not
trained for combat, he completely missed DK and the round hit the mirror. It
bounced back and hit him head on, his head soon disintigrating.
Lister turned, wanting to make a run out of the room, tripping over the
bodies of his crew.
"Lock!!" Blond Katrina screamed.
The doors shut. Captain Lister kicked and pounded but the automatic door
remained shut tight.
"Worthless slave!" Kochanski yelped at what was left of Holly's corpse. She
turned to Dark Katrina. "Worthless whore," she breathed.
"Wrong answer," Katrina replied pleasantly, and with that, she fired again,
blasting Kochanski's light-bee to dust(OOC-She was a hologram, right? I
couldn't remember)
Lister turned around, his back pressed tightly against his locked escape. He
glared savagely at DK. "You don't have the balls to shoot your own captain,
Swete. You were too perfectly trained for that. You are weak-minded, and I
have been controlling you for 5 years. You won't do it."
DK's face was covered in water, the result of her own tears. "Maybe that was
true an hour ago, but it's funny how quickly feelings and a mind can change."
"Give it up," came Allie's voice from the Captain's watch. "I know your file
in and out. You are just a puppet, and the Captain is your master."
Katrina began to squeeze the trigger on her gun. Regular Katrina saw this.
"Don't, Katrina, it's not worth it. He's not worth it," Blond Katrina
insisted. "He's a fat, washed-up Captain, and he's lost. Untie me and
Seymour, and he'll be in our brig in less than a minute."
DK tilted her head. "Revenge is sweeter," she whispered, and pulled the
trigger. With a brand new orifice gracing his head, Captain Lister of the Red
Dwarf fell dead to the floor with the other Red Dwarf crew. Allie could be
heard screaming from his watch.
Tossing her guns to the ground, DK went over and crushed the watch under her
boot, Allie's wails disappearing. She then untied Katrina and Seymour. She
looked at them blankly as they rubbed their sore wrists.
Seymour turned to her. "That was murder. You could have let him live."
Dark Katrina sighed. "I've commited many murders, all because captain said
so." She sobbed. "Allie was right. I'm just a puppet. I'm nothing."
Blond Katrina patted her double's shoulder, unsure if her dark other would
want comforting. "It's okay. I understand why you did it."
"You do?" DK sniffled.
Light Katrina nodded. "Yes, you loved Hollister, and I would have done the
same thing in your position. If it was Seymour, I mean."
Her boyfriend wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead
affectionately.
DK grabbed her other's cold hands and held them to her heart. "Thank you."
She looked around the room, studying each dead body with hateful interest.
She let out a dark chuckle. "I geuss you better get someone in her to clean
this shit up."
Blond Katrina, still snuggled in Seymour's arms, laughed inspite of herself.
"Cleaning this shit up IS my job."
<Okay, I'm done, finally. Hope no one minds I killed everybody, but I
couldn't stop myself>