The Galactic Adventures of Pierce Darkblade
"If you let me go I'll show you where I hide the peanut butter cookies!"
The guard rolls his eyes at you. Blast! You thought that would work; who doesn't love peanut butter cookies? He must be a cookie hating fool. You do however have a plan B to be let out of your cell. Secret from your crew, they are not aware that you were trained on the planet Iquaast by the Iquaan monks in mind power techniques. You have a basic form of telepathy and this will serve you well in escaping.
You focus on the guard and attempt to probe his mind. You search for a powerful emotion...a great love. You find it. His wife, Rebecca. Now you search for painful childhood memories...got em. Now you can go to work.
"So...Private Dickson I suggest you free me from this prison or I will kill your wife, Rebecca."
He turns and approaches the shield wall between you.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I have mind powers Private. I can make your wifes brain explode from lightyears away."
Once again he rolls his eyes. "Yeah and I'm the Queen of Endor."
"I trained with the Iquaan monks fool. I know all of your deepest darkest secrets. I know that when you were 7 your Uncle Gary stuck his thumb up your butt, I know that you had to wear a diaper until you were 10 because you couldn't control your bowels, I know that when you were 17 you asked out the girl of your dreams Macy Donahue, but she recoiled in horror when she saw you had an erection upon her agreeing to the date. You hated your father and joined the Galactic Alliance so you wouldn't have to continue the family business of erotic hologram projector repairs. Need I continue?"
"No! NO! Please...no more! You have to understand I can't let you out! I'd lose my position on the ship!"
"Private...the Galactic Alliance has let us go. Frankly calling you private is just a formality now because we are no longer military! If you don't let me out, I swear Rebeccas brains are gonna pour out of her ears! Let me out, and I will not harm you."
He uneasily nods then looks around to see if anyone is nearby.
"Ok ok...I'll let you go. Just don't hurt my wife." He punches in some security codes on the wall panel and the shield deactivates. You step out of your cell, a free man once again.
"Give me your weapon private."
"My....my weapon? Why?"
"Do you dare test me again?"
He hands you his laser pistol reluctantly.
"Thank you private."
Free on the ship now, but what to do.
The guard rolls his eyes at you. Blast! You thought that would work; who doesn't love peanut butter cookies? He must be a cookie hating fool. You do however have a plan B to be let out of your cell. Secret from your crew, they are not aware that you were trained on the planet Iquaast by the Iquaan monks in mind power techniques. You have a basic form of telepathy and this will serve you well in escaping.
You focus on the guard and attempt to probe his mind. You search for a powerful emotion...a great love. You find it. His wife, Rebecca. Now you search for painful childhood memories...got em. Now you can go to work.
"So...Private Dickson I suggest you free me from this prison or I will kill your wife, Rebecca."
He turns and approaches the shield wall between you.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I have mind powers Private. I can make your wifes brain explode from lightyears away."
Once again he rolls his eyes. "Yeah and I'm the Queen of Endor."
"I trained with the Iquaan monks fool. I know all of your deepest darkest secrets. I know that when you were 7 your Uncle Gary stuck his thumb up your butt, I know that you had to wear a diaper until you were 10 because you couldn't control your bowels, I know that when you were 17 you asked out the girl of your dreams Macy Donahue, but she recoiled in horror when she saw you had an erection upon her agreeing to the date. You hated your father and joined the Galactic Alliance so you wouldn't have to continue the family business of erotic hologram projector repairs. Need I continue?"
"No! NO! Please...no more! You have to understand I can't let you out! I'd lose my position on the ship!"
"Private...the Galactic Alliance has let us go. Frankly calling you private is just a formality now because we are no longer military! If you don't let me out, I swear Rebeccas brains are gonna pour out of her ears! Let me out, and I will not harm you."
He uneasily nods then looks around to see if anyone is nearby.
"Ok ok...I'll let you go. Just don't hurt my wife." He punches in some security codes on the wall panel and the shield deactivates. You step out of your cell, a free man once again.
"Give me your weapon private."
"My....my weapon? Why?"
"Do you dare test me again?"
He hands you his laser pistol reluctantly.
"Thank you private."
Free on the ship now, but what to do.