NationStates Jolt Archive

=====NEWS FLASH=======
*State owned News agency reports on the arrest of Dimitri Ackbar*

Hello today in West Australia it has been confirmed that the young Russian sensation Dimitri Ackbar has been placed under arrest, for supposedly terrorist ties. Although many experts believe this is because of the person’s relation to Jecht Ackbar, a leading member of the D.P.E.D, which they are currently at war with. And although he is often not seen with his father or at political events, he could still provide valuable Intel on the D.P.E.D operations if that is the reason for his arrest.

Dimitri of course is protesting his interest and has asked to gain temporary bail and flee to one of the countries where he is a renowned citizen, Russia. From there he is likely to talk to his law-team to plan his next move.

That is all on the story for now.

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OOC: Gah, posted response in war, moving it here.

On other news, the world-famous Eternal Dragon tennis player, Russian Dimitri Ackbar has been arrested whilst on tour in Australia. This arrest may not seem so strange as he is the son of Sephoto Bloodlust's right hand man, Jecht Ackbar. The reason is most likely on terrorist charges, although this could further tarnish its countries international pressure.

“The charges read as such, ‘You, Dimitri Ackbar, was found using this camera to take pictures of several Mikosolf air defense systems.” Gesturing to a small 35mm camera.

“The film was developed and the pictures were indeed of such defenses,” now gesturing to a collection of photographs.

“With this evidence,” spoke the general, “how do you plead to this tribunal?”

“Not guilty.” Defiantly spoke Dimitri Ackbar.

“Very well, clerk please note he declares his innocence, we the Tribunal of district 57-B of Maest find Dimitri Ackbar guilty of actions against the Corporation, and sentence him to interrogation and sensory deprivation.” Stated the general.

“That’s it? I was framed, I brought not a camera to the tournament, only cloths and my racket, and this is a sham! Fake!” he screamed.

“Please remove that statement from the records as the case was closed at the time he uttered them. Guards please escort him to Dr. Hvoki, he is quite interested in how long this man can last in the sphere.”

With that, two burly men grabbed and dragged Dimitri out of the room and down the hall. General Kovits, reviewed the manuscript, satisfied it showed the Corporation in the best of lights he submitted it for public review.

**Interrogation room**

“Well, well we seem to have a want to be terrorist in our tournaments,” turning to the guards, “strip him and put him the sphere, I believe we will start with fifteen thousand volts.” Mused Dr. Hvoki.

“What! That will kill me!”

“Hardly, not enough amps, but it will hurt, so best cooperate with our questions, if you willing to agree to a few things we may not have to even go with the deprivation at all.” He said as he pushed a button, the electricity surged through Dimitri, sending his body into painful convulsions. But some sick pride allowed him to keep himself from screaming.

“Now, will you admit to taking those pictures and apologize to the Corporation?” asked Dr. Hvoki, “not talking yet? Well let’s try twenty thousand volts.”

Dimitri grimaced in pain, his eyes now somewhat closed as a way of masking this horrifying torture. Upon hearing the question Dimitri whispered coldly, his eyes still closed.

"How about I ram my racket down your throat..." Dimitri responded"

He knew that being the son of a political figure had advantages, but it also had disadvantages he was now experiencing.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, all we want is for your confesion, something to defame your nation. Thats not much is it to stop this? I don't think so?" ask Dr. Hvoki.

Upon hearing his response he shrugs saying, "Well its your choice," pushing down the button, holding it there longer, for a minute instead of the thrirty seconds used before.

Upon the voltage increasing, Dimitri's pain was evident once again as his body seem to tense and double over in pain, although strangly enough he managed to not make much noise, apart from a few short grunts of pain.

After this action Dimitri remained silent, closing his eyes once again to reliquish the pain from his body.

Being a member of the family of the D.P.N.K pain tolerance was a must, and if he told anything about their secrets, he would surely be killed.

Nevertheless before the Doctor began increasing the voltage, Dimitri made a rather insolent comment.

"Is that all you got doctor......My my how boring...." He smirked slightly upon saying this.

"My tough one are we? Well it is rather droll, but I have orders to leave no physical damage on you. How would it look if we released you with scars? Not good at all. But lets see what we can do shall we?" he begins to look at the machine's buttons.

"Ah, here we are, 'rotating voltage' set minume and maximum and time. Oh how wonderful! Let see, fifty for the high and lets say thrity-five for the low, sound fun? Cook for five minutes, five minutes, oh dear, I'll just page through this book while I wait for it to finish." he said as he once more pushed the button.

**Behind the one way mirror**

"He certinly enjoys his work doesn't he?" asked Mikial.

"Of course Milord, he is your premier inquisitor, how else would he get there?"

"True, tell him he is authorized to used other methods, but to keep scaring minimal, I'd rather not have to spend money on skin replacement to hide the wounds on this man." mused Mikial.

"Of course Milord, we will inform him right away." the guard said snapping to attention.

The next round of shocks proved to be more decisive then before. As Voltage flowed through him like a conducter, his muscles rippling in shock, resulting in short but painful grunts from the young tennis star. Seeing his pain he decided to respond in a short whisper whilst the shocks ravaged his body.

"Wait I have to tell you something." He whispered coldly, his body in an intense amount of pain.

Pressing the button the machine whired to a stop.

"Yes?" asked Dr. Hvoki with mock sweetness. "What is it you wish to say?"

"OK..OK..." Dimitri shouted whilst gasping for some much needed recovery time.


After a small wait he spoke again, his face now somewhat smirking.

"It's true.....I have been spying on you......." He paused slightly before speaking again.

"Iv'e been trying to gain your top secret files on that famous cookie recipe we have long been seeking.." Dimitri chuckling whilst speaking, although he knew this would result in further shocks.

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"Still willful, I see, well we have time, hours today, then tomorrow, and the day after, and so on and so forth." chuckled the Doc.

The door opened, and insteped another burly guard, who quickly walked over to Dr. Hvoki and whispered something in his ear before walking out again.

A slow smile spread across the doctor's face, "Oh goody! I have good news, I have been authorized to expand beyond the sphere!" Quickly walking over to a large wooden cabinent he pulls open the doors, revealing row after for of various tools of torture.

"You are certanly lucky you got me as your inquisitor, some of those brutes allow their subjects to die! Horrible I know. But not me, never me, now what shall we start with? The heated knife? One of my favorites, you would perfer something simpler? Or we can keep going with the chair? I like to give my subjects choices." Dr. Hvoki said.

Oh God what now?..... Dimitri thought to himself as he was asked a question of importance.

"Well how about this one......I punch you in the face and you let me go...." Dimitri responded, whilst chuckling shortly after.

But indeed although he was not showing it, he was hurting, especially since his muscles had began to freeze up because of the shocks.

"No, I don't believe I see that in the cabinet. But I do like this." pulling out a three pronged device. "If I remeber correctly it fits just barely between the ribs, around the heart. It doesn't touch it but the sack around it is one of the most open places in the chest. Once in serted it begans moving the prongs up and down, pushing the ribs whilst cutting into more flesh. From what I have heard its rather painful, it has on occasion cracked ribs as well, marvolus device."

Walking over to Dimitri, "Now hold still, not like you have much choice."

Taking it slowly as not to damage anything vital he pushes the three points deeper and deeper into flesh, biting, searing, piercing.

"There," he said once he pushed it into position, "now to turn it on."

The vibrations began, soft at first, but gaining in intensity as the blades began vibrating up and down, faster and faster.

"If you're a bad boy I'll turn the sphere on while it still in." he chuckled.

((OOC: Sadistic nut ain't he? And this be my last post, going out))

OOC: Lol he is rather insane..

Upon seeing the device being removed from the cabinet, Dimitri curses under his breath whilst pondering his thoughts.

Why me......?......I mean i am a international superstar...But isn't that still going over the top

However upon hearing about how it works, he closes his eyes once more, obviously preparing for a fluxation of pain once again.

After a few minutes of pondering, his thoughts get suddenly interupted by the apparent drilling of his three points of the body. The effect is obviously noticeable, as Dimitri lets out a shrill cry of pain as his body tenses to try and take the pain.

After the initial drilling, to Dimitri's horror the pain continues as the vibration begins, sending various spasms of horror all across his aching Muscles. And despite clenching his fists in an attempt at taking the pain, the drilling was winning as the pain got progressivly worse, resulting in a slight state of semi-conciousness.

He was now indeed paying for his smart comments as it seemed.

He waited for the snap, the sound of ribs breaking.

snap

"Ah there we are," he said as he turned off the device, pulling it slowly out, "beautiful job it did, cleanly in, no major bleeding just a bit of containment fluid from around the heart. Can't let that all escape let me just bandage it up...there we are. You like that one didn't you? Well we can't do anymore today, its time for your rest, or what little of it you can grab."

He walked to a small intercom chuckling, "I'm done for today, he's all yours."

Two men walked into the room, uncuffing Dimitri from the sphere, holding him tightly despite his limpness. Dragging him to a room just across the hall they tie up his hands and legs and blindfold him, before setting him on his back with his limbs raised.

Then they just stood there, waiting for him to let his limbs drop, even slightly, then they would grab them and yank them straight up, aggitating his wound.

The sound of clasping chains awoke Dimitri from his somewhat unfortunate state of mind, his body seemingly still damaged from the previous session.

Despite this Dimitri stared across the bare room, the occasional jolt of pain sending his muscles haywire. But upon seeing the two guards, Dimitri started to speak in a much more solemn tone, most likely because of his lack of energy.

"Hey ....Why don't you help me be set free.........You forget I am a multi-millionaire.....?..Name your price.?" Asked Dimitri.


All he could do now was wait, for an answer.

Looking at Demitri briefy one of the two guards grunt, "And we'd all be dead before we left this building."

"Perhaps if you did not stand in my way if I escaped......That would cover it..?" He murmered, before spluterring out a cough.

Shaking his head, "We are not your only guards, now I advise you stop talking and learn to sleep with your arms and legs in the air." Chuckling he slaps his fellow guard on the back.