Frozen Nebula
Fandom Roleplayer
Planet Sakaar, the only planet within the Tayo solar system that holds sentient life, a planet which was once wrought with violence and destruction, until En Dwi Gast arrived through one of the many portals scattered across the planet’s surface and began to establish himself as the ruler of Sakaar. En Dwi Gast, as one of the oldest living beings in the Universe, knew how to manipulate and influence lifeforms of all kinds. As a cosmic game player, he enjoyed pitting two opposing teams against one another, and using all of this vast knowledge, it was far too easy for him to become their sovereign.
Using the debris and technological detritus deposited on its surface, excreted by the wormholes and portals, the Crown City was slowly established, built from nothing but trash. As the portals brought more and more sentient lifeforms, robots and androids to the planet, En Dwi Gast only grew in popularity and importance, eventually giving himself the self-named title of Grandmaster.
With fights and violence still continually breaking out across the planet, including the Crown City where the Grandmaster was attempting to develop a form of civilisation, the Grandmaster began to take favour with certain species and beings. Those that could provide privileges and advantages began to climb the ranks, those that offered nothing were expelled to live amongst the trash piles as scavengers…Yet even the scavengers had to continually fight for the detritus that dropped from the sky as the Grandmaster’s underlings and sycophants trawled through it looking for new materials and technology to continue the advancement and improvement of the Crown City, especially the Imperial Palace and more worryingly, the Great Arena and its associated barracks and quarters.
As time passed more quickly on Sakaar than normal due to the lingering effects of the Time Stone, weeks on the planet could pass, where on planets like Earth, Titan and Asgard it would only be a matter of days, so construction and manufacturing appeared to occur at accelerated rates and it took very little time to fully establish the Crown City, and its surrounding areas and much to the Grandmaster’s delight, the Great Arena.
Once it was built, the Grandmaster began to pit beings against one another. Those that had little favour with their ruler were chosen based on their size and strength and were given the chance to fight and prove themselves worthy to live in luxury within the Gladiator’s Quarters or live somewhat comfortably within the barracks.
Challengers were either killed or critically injured in battle or became the Grandmaster’s Champion. Over time, Champions on winning streaks had their victories personified in stone as the Grandmaster ordered his lackeys to erect their faces on the outside of the Imperial Palace and even after death or sometimes, disappearance, their faces remained etched into the side of the Palace as a reminder of their strength, brutality and everlasting loyalty to the Creator.
Of course, the Grandmaster did not sit amongst the unruly commoners when watching these battles. Instead he had constructed a private viewing box made of thick indestructible glass in which he and his most valuable assets could watch the entertainment in privacy, surrounded by maidservants, chosen for their youth and aesthetic beauty. Although he was incredibly ancient, the Grandmaster still took pleasure from admiring the females of all species, provided they offered something admirable to look at.
Once such female, taken from the debris before the scavengers could snatch her, was currently weaving through the small nominated crowd within the glass viewing box, carrying a tray of tumblers full of potent alcohol. A false smile remained fixed on her lips as the guests either took a drink from the tray without so much as a thank you, or stuck their hands up, gesturing for her to move on…
The woman said nothing except ‘May I offer you a drink’ as she moved, nor did her facial expression change. She had been here long enough now to know how to remain in the Grandmaster’s favour, for she had seen what happens to those that fall out and although this life of servitude was embarrassing and humiliating considering her way of life before Sakaar, it was much better than having to fight for survival amongst the trash piles and scavengers…And besides this was likely the best way to devise a plan of escape.
The female was Lucia, and as far as the Grandmaster knew, she was nothing but an appealing face and that was perfectly fine for her. However, on her home planet, Lucia was the daughter of a powerful Sorcerer Helios. She had inherited his magical abilities and had enjoyed a peaceful life, honing and improving her skills and expanding her repertoire.
However, that quickly changed during a random attack from the Skrulls, and worried for her wellbeing, her father had transported her off the Planet. The magic needed for such a feat required time and plenty of energy and that’s exactly why it didn’t plan out. had ended up on Sakaar, and under the servitude of the Grandmaster.
Lucia had no idea what had become of her father, of her people or her planet and when she was given respite, her mind always wandered back. When alone in her quarters she would often meditate, attempting to reopen the connection between herself and her father but to no avail. However, she never gave up hope.
Although this day felt exactly the same as all the others she had spent on Sakaar, this day would be the day her false façade became rumbled for the very first time, a day where she would have to use the magic she had buried and locked away, to try and protect herself.
“Oi, over here!” A voice snarled from behind her.
Lucia turned obediently and gave another one of her false, overly charming smiles and only received a nasty grimace back as the being snatched at the glasses on her tray.
“Well it’s about time, you servants are getting lazy,” Still, Lucia remained perfectly silent as the being sank one drink after another from her tray until none remained. “Go get some more, and make it quick this time or I’ll make sure you don’t serve again,”
Turning on her heel, Lucia made a hasty exit with all the intentions of collecting more drinks.
[OOC: totally got carried away don't worry about writing this much xD I thought it could be a nice opening for you to tell where Loki is or/and what he is doing at the time she gets attacked. I can also continue writing the other being. My next posts will definitely be shorter.]