The Galactic Vices Casino & Resort
There has been word spreading across the galaxy recently, not something that would really be seen on the Holonet but more by word of mouth and the back alleys of the galaxy. Yet still, this word permeates throughout the galaxy to try to reach as many ears as possible. What is it? Why, an invitation to come to Nar Shaddaa, to the Galactic Vices Resort and Casino! An invitation to come and spend your credits, perhaps walking away a big winner with more credits than one could imagine. To indulge in the vices the rest of the galaxy may shun, for what happens at the Vices stays within its walls. Come, visit the playground built by the mighty Hutt known simply as Krembal. He invites you to come visit, to forget for a time the problems that the galaxy may throw down upon you.
Yet there is even more incentive to come visit the good Hutt in his mighty casino than to simply play and indulge in one's vices. For Krembal, in all his glory, has amassed quite a wealth of credits and possessions. Some of these possessions being quite valuable to certain members of the galactic community. Yet in his undying generosity, he has seen fit to offer it first to the patrons and members at his glorious casino. That's right, Krembal the Hutt is holding a special auction at the Galactic Vices, with a rather impressive list of products which can be bought. This list being obtained through... various means over the years and now completely available to anybody with enough credits to buy. The highlights of this list? Jedi Relics lost to the order and recovered by the mighty Hutt! One of his well trained and exotic slaves, eager to please her new owner! Scrapped parts from a Mandalorian Basilisk droid, a mighty machine of war now in possession of the Hutt! A still functioning HK-52 head, who knows what secrets that may hold? Of course, those who love art are not forgotten by Krembal as he has a legendary Alderaanian painting known as Alderaan's mountains at sunset! There is much, much more on the list for the auction, but one cannot reveal everything ahead of time!
So come one, come all to the Galactic Vices Casino and Resort, where you may yet walk away with value beyond your wildest imaginings!
The girl sat miserably upon the dais, her collar chained to the armrest that the master of this whole miserable place, Krembal the Hutt, so often used. The casino floor had not yet been opened for the day, a rather rare situation for the Galactic Vices. A casino that was partially known for being open at all hours of every day. Yet today, it sat dormant at these hours as the final preparations for Krembal’s big event were finishing up. A respite which normally the twi’lek would have loved, as it meant that she was not tasked with entertaining or elsewise showing herself off like some damned trophy for the Hutt. Instead, this relief was stolen away by the dread of what was coming. The attendees to Krembal’s auction? They were not a worry, as it would simply be more of the usual for the girl. No, it was rather some of the goods that would be on sale. Well, one of them in particular. Hira'niseela, or Numa as Vasani called her, was going to be auctioned off that day. The young twi’leks only friend in this damned place who didn’t want something out her, a woman that she saw as an older sister. Yet after today, she knew that she wouldn’t see her ever again. Her world would simply be all the darker because of it.
Of course, it most certainly didn’t help matters that Vasani was to be a part of selling off Hira’niseela. Whenever the auction began, she was tasked with showing off each of the goods on sale while the auctioneer spoke on them. Of course, the slave knew that this was more of looking attractive up on stage with whatever was on sale to draw attention, entice them. It only irritated her all the more that Krembal felt he could just use her in such ways. To the Hutt, she was nothing more than a trophy to be shown off to others. A way to flaunt his power, and his net worth over others. After all, who else had a slave so exotic? Only Krembal, Lord of the Underworld and Drug Empire. Lord of the Sleemo Vasani thought to herself, appreciating the one place the Hutt couldn’t get to her as she shot a dirty look towards the slug.
Fortunately for the girl, the Hutt didn’t seem to notice that look as he carried on about his business. A disgusting display as he gorged himself and barked orders at the slaves setting up the casino floor. Certain tables and machines were moved to different parts of the casino, and a little stage for the auction was set up directly before Krembal’s Dais. Just enough space sat between the end of the stage and the chairs for action stood that those attending would see the massive grate on the floor. This, of course, is a trap door directly into the Rancor den that sat below the mighty Casino. The preparations were nearly complete, as the cases for the goods were rolled out onto the stage. That way they could grab the attention of the attendees while they enjoyed the drinks and snacks the Hutt provided before the auction. Among them, was a large cage with a rather beautiful blue-skinned twi’lek dancing rather provocatively within. This particular item was the one that grabbed Vasani’s attention, as she turned towards the cage that held Numa within. So desperately she wanted to do something but knew she was completely powerless against the mighty Hutt and his forces. So with a small sigh, she settled into that familiar feeling of uselessness that was just becoming more and more common for her.
Then a platform lowered down to be even with the dais, and Vasani sighed to herself as she slowly stood. Waiting while one of the guards approached and unhooked the twi’lek from her chain, then grabbing her bicep to escort her onto the platform. Once on the platform, the guard stepped back and clicked a small button on his datapad. There was a low hum around Vasani as the platform’s energy field shimmered to life around the girl. So it seemed that the Casino was finally about to open for the day. While dreading the rest of the day, she knew better than to linger and stand around in her little cage. Else the collar would shock her, or she would get shocked by the force barriers. With a sigh, Vasani moved towards the pole in the middle of the platform and held on as it moved towards the center of the casino. Floating above the tables and machines, she was on clear display to just about everybody who would be in the casino on that day. As the music started up through the casino, Brin started to move with the beat as she forced herself to wear that sweet smile so she wouldn’t get shocked and started to dance to the music.
At that moment, the doors to the casino would open outwards, allowing the patrons waiting outside entrance into the building. The lights were dimmed for the main floor, with the various bright flashes given from the machines drawing the attention of all those entering. The massive hall had a ceiling so high that it was hard to really see the details of it all. All around the outside of the hall were rings of balconies, each with tables one could go play at. The higher a table, the higher the stakes. Loud, energetic music played through the building to draw patrons in. The entire atmosphere designed to entice people to come in and forget their worries. To play on the machines, and forget the outside world. To assist with this, various bars were spread throughout the building for ease of access. Scantily clad slaves moved about the building to offer complimentary snacks and refreshments to the patrons. Spotlights highlighted various girls dancing either on raised platforms in between machines or on floating repulsor lift platforms. Of course, in the center of the build was the highlight of Krembal’s collection: A red-skinned twi’lek dancing on the repulsorlift platform. Hers bathed in a shade of red, instead of the typical white light of the others.
Then at the back of the casino on a raised dais where he could see all, sat Krembal the Hutt. Before him was a platform with each of the goods of the auction for the day in its own case and highlighted by various lights. These meant to draw the eye to the rather rare goods one could walk away the new owner of by the end of that day.
The Galactic Vices was open for business.