A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

The empire has destroyed the Jedi order

Freedom is mostly obliterated

The empire hunts all force sensitive

Lest they overthrow them

On the outer rim planet dandoran

Four force sensitives have been

Captured by the empire

Your all in a boring room. Just hard material for a floor and walls, and ceiling. Theres a chair to which your attached with binders. Plus they come in once in a while and interrogate you. After a while(this is where we begin) a guy comes in and promises to end it as long as you gives confession.

"Confess? Confess?" Rogu glowers at the interrogator, shaking with indignation. "To some tests you faked so you could disappear me?" She shakes her head violently. "Unrike most of my species, I am not a trembring—trembring..." Alright, she is trembling, but that's beside the point. Her accent is slipping in, too. She shakes her head again. "...not a trembling coward! I have plinci—principles! I have ideals!"

She twists back and forth in her chair. "You will let me go this instant, you sniveling Imperial rackey!" No, there's no Force behind her words—she's just screaming at him.

Your all in a boring room. Just hard material for a floor and walls, and ceiling. Theres a chair to which your attached with binders. Plus they come in once in a while and interrogate you. After a while(this is where we begin) a guy comes in and promises to end it as long as you gives confession.

"I do believe you have the wrong man. I am not some wizard! I am a knight of the realm of Gondor! I am the son of Denithithor, steward of the kingdom until the Lord Aragorn returned. He may have ignored me, and treated my brother like he was perfect, but that is unimportant. I demand that you release me at once, so I can attack the men who captured me!" The man looks like he doesn't know what half Faramir is saying means. But demands a confession again, he leans in over Faramair, and says that he can end the suffering. Faramir scoffs, "Your men are less accurate orkish archers. I would be more worried if they were aiming for each other!" Rule One of being a prisoner: Take every possible chance to insult them and their lackies. It seemed that Faramir had escaped the Dark Lord only to run into another one. Trading Sauron for this Emporer figure. "I demand my immediate release. And severe monetary compensation." Faramir makes his voice as commanding as possible. "I don't think so." The man responds, "You see I don't think you're telling us the truth. You may not be a wizard, but you are sensitive to the Force. And that is why you are-" His voice stops as Faramir launches the kick he has been planning for a little while. He leaps out of his chair and runs to the door, having picked the cuffs in between torture sessions,, only to be stopped by a group of stormtroopers. Faramir saw and felt a blaster hit him in the face and then everything went black.

15 Minuets later...

Faramir awakes to find his hands and feet mancled and two guards inside his cell alongside the man. It seemed he had underestimated the Imperials. Time to wait for a better opportunity to escape... But in the meantime, Faramir wondered if they had anything to eat. He could go for a nerf steak...

Edit: Fixed "Stormpoopers" typo.

Sabrina wakes up with a killing head ake and at first does not notice what woke her up.She just started looking around the room.then the storm trooper started yelling, confess and get it over with even if you don't tell us we will find out .Sabrina looks up blankly ,sorry sir but I do not know what I am confessing to or who I am or anything else.The storm trooper slap Sabrina and then she asks ,who's side am I on .the storm trooper answers ,it depends on if you are force senceitive or not.Sabrina asks ,what are the chances of that.storm trooper answers, 50\50 .Sabrina ,OK then the odds are 50\50 what does that make us now.storm trooper ,nuatrals .Sabrina ,does that mean I can leave .the storm trooper emediatly realising his mistake yell, no and leaves to report

Here comes another one, another mindless drone on the mounting pile of hutt excrement that makes up this day...Erza thought to himself as he was sitting in the corner of his cell, disheveled. As the Stormtrooper entered and shut the door behind him, Erza eased himself off the floor holding the side of his head in one hand.

"Look *hiccup* I don't know how many *hic* timess I have to tell youz," he grabs the back of the chair to steady himself, "don't know why you brought me here. I was just sitting at the bar enjoying a nice whiskey and you so rudely carried me off here......or maybe it was another one of you...." he points at the StormTrooper, "....you all look alike....was it you? *hiccup*" He sways a little bit and smiles at the trooper as if he just said something amusing.

"You started a fight with the officers at the bar. We have already pacified the locals in this settlement, no one would be stupid enough to do what you did without an ulterior motive! Why did you start the fight?! Where are the others?!" the StormTroopers yells at Erza with his modulated voice coming through the helmet and brandishing his blaster as if to threaten this obvious drunk in front of him.

"Ah but you haven't dealt with the drunks yet!" Erza exclaimed joyously, miming the motion of 'clinking glasses' with the trooper...which immediately got him a blaster to the side of the face. Ah yes, I have to remember, they aren't like the clones. They may look somewhat similar, but their intelligence levels aren't even close, Erza thought to himself while picking himself off the floor.

"Look, you've got all the things wrong. I was just an enthusiastic *hic* patron of the bar" he gestures wide, still with the smile on his mustached face, " and your officer tried cutting me off. I admit, I got a little too defensive....and maybe little too vocal, but by no means was it a fight. We're all friends here" He attempts to sit on the chair, but promptly only catches it with part of his cheek and falls on his side. "Hahahaha, chairs. Always move when you don't expect them to!"

Destiny light:4 dark: 1

As governor Carth walks into the throne room he grimaces. They werent breaking, .They would have to try new tactics. He's let into the throne room and he reports(not truthuly mind you)," they're all force sensitive"

The emperor replies,"bring them into the final cells. Then set their "appointment" for 12 hours from now". Darth politely about faces and walks to fufill the orders.

Faramr grimaces as he tries to pick the lock to his handcuff. Once he hears the faint click of it unlocking, he starts coughing and beckons one of the troopers closer, acting as if he is ill. Once one of the troopers is close enough he punches the man in the neck and grabs hks blaster, shooting the both troopers inside the door, Faramir then runs to the door to see if it is locked. And since its a prison, of course there is no way to open it from the inside, without acessing its systems, at least.

Faramir tapped into the doors systems, using what little he had learned about the advanced technology of the galaxy and a little luck to open the door. He ran out only to see two more stormtroopers, decing that annoying them might be better than shoting them, he yelled at them, "Hey stupids!" One of them whipped around knocking his helmet into the others troopers one, as Faramir ducked, a blaster bolt hit him on the shoulder, jolting him. "Nice aim. I would be more woried if you were aiming for the man next to me." He yelled at the last stormtrooper, as a floating drodd fllew into his helmet, causing them both to be gone. He opened all the nearby cells to see a staggering drunken male. A fair, roherium, or as they called them here, neimidoian wpman. and a girl.