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 Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2016 9:15 pm
Enigma of Euphoria; Galactic Core
Dawson watched as the pinpoints of distant starts grew into solid beams of light as the ships hyper drive kicked in, his ship was already nearby but this would significantly shorten the journey. The zeltron had a short walk into his quarters, the ship had been heavily modified what was once an eight man party vessel was now a one man hedonistic hide-away. "Now these je'daii are nowhere near as fun as some of the other denizens of the galaxy, but who would I be to disappoint them?" flipping through his wardrobe he settled on a rather plain looking black suit jacket,slacks and a sheer to green sleeveless shirt. The interior of the jacket was covered in a variety of multi-colored pockets filled with who knows what. Grabbing a thick brown belt, he slid a holster on to both sides of the belt near his rear pockets as well as the scabbard of his custom vibro rapier near his front left hip. Looking at his reflection in a small well polished mirror he ran his fingers through his hair and flashed his signature smile. There was a whistle over the ship based com and he made his way back into the cockpit, the ship was breaking hyperspace near the planet and the ships V.I. began to to bring them in for a landing Tuning back to the old frequency he called out once more for his siren "Well love I do hope you are ready, the ship is on approach, same little field where we last met. Do try not and keep me waiting, it would be a shame if I were to corrupt any of your young students with my scoundrel like ways. "
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2016 9:38 pm
Coruscant - 'Jedi Temple'
A'kire would stare at the two males as the continued the back-and-forth bater between themselves. She grew annoyed and tired at the quasi attempt at a Sith d**k measuring contest. Talk never intrigued her much regardless. Seconds ticked by and she grew restless. Slowly, she would back away, making sure only to move when both men were focused on one another and not paying attention to her. Eventually she managed to slip away, making quick strides further into the temple. Perhaps she could explore the inner workings of this temple of deception, or perhaps she could find something to learn about this so-called Sith Emperor.
Finally. Some peace and quiet...now, to see what I can find...surely this temple isn't as big as it seems...
She would spend her time dodging from the peering eyes of the assigned watchmen, using her agility to move swiftly and silently when she was out of eye's view. It wouldn't take more than a few moments, some keen usage of her senses, and knowledge of how temples were usually laid out before she found herself standing before the heavily locked doorway to the Emperor's room. As she had expected, there were two heavily armed guards watching the door, but she already had plans for that.
"Halt! You don't have permission to enter the Emperor's chambers! Leave now, acolyte!"
A'kire's eyes narrowed as she sneered at that word. "You two obviously do not know who I am. Although it isn't much use arguing. You only have a few seconds left before I end your miserable little lives." A grin spread across her face as her twin sabers were ignited in a flash. The twi'lek would rush towards the two guardsmen, her sabers aimed towards their armor. Right as it seemed she was going to make a desperate attack against the two armed men, she would use the force to throw her one saber toward's the Zabrak's neck,using her now free hand to summon a massive malestrom of lightning, aiming it at the two door guards.
The saber would miss, but it managed to catch the two off guard just long enough for the lightning attack to snake its way towards their bodies, the armor acting as a conductor as they were fried from within.Their bodies convulsed as arcs of lightning traveled across their armor and fabric robes, agonizing screams and the smell of charring flesh arose from the two before they collapsed on the ground in front of her.
A soft sigh and chuckle escaped the plump alabaster lips as A'kire slowly strode towards the bodies, grabbing her thrown saber and hilting it on her belt loop. Seeing as the door was coded to only a very select few persons, she would have to improvise. A quick saber slash to both the guardsmens' arms would sever the limbs, allowing her to test to see which of their fingerprints were coded to allow entrance.Wonyky [[If you allow her to pass ooc, will there be anything in the room of interest? if not, are there any prisoners who are Je'daii supporters/empathists? Would they know anything about Vic's background? Would you be willing to play them as a quick side character?]]
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2016 6:10 pm
Tython There was a whistle over the ship based com and he made his way back into the cockpit, the ship was breaking hyperspace near the planet and the ships V.I. began to to bring them in for a landing Tuning back to the old frequency he called out once more for his siren "Well love I do hope you are ready, the ship is on approach, same little field where we last met. Do try not and keep me waiting, it would be a shame if I were to corrupt any of your young students with my scoundrel like ways. " Elyria closed her comm and slid it into her pocket - turning to Kad Wilca will be a while.. smirking slightly and trying hard not to giggle I know you are worried about your nose..but an ally is arriving..will you stay or will you join me in greeting the infamous Captain Dawson?" placing a hand on her hip, she cocked her head with a smile, her auburn hair tumbling around her face shimmering from the glow of the bacta tank..
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2016 11:26 pm
Coruscant - Council Chambers > Landing Pad
Esuritio simply let out an amused huff at the flailing of Locolvictum's arms.
Rising from his chair, he mockingly inclined his head. He turned, walked towards the door, waving his hand, forcing them open, causing the hydraulic mechanism to groan under the pressure. Turning his head, he softly spoke.
"Indeed. I've heard enough of your prattling. What will happen will be decided by the Force after our meeting. I will return to my ship and leave the sector within the hour. I've no interest in opposing, nor swearing allegiance to a self proclaimed Emperor. I've other matters to attend to."
Without leaving room for a rebuttal, he swiftly exited the room, forcing the doors back shut with the drop of his hand.
Storming down the halls towards the landing pad he arrived on, he tapped his wristcom. "Prepare for departure upon my arrival, Captain. We're finished here... For now."
Upon arrival at the landing platform, he simply dismissed his guards bows as he ascended up the ramp onto his personal shuttle, which had flew in to land moments after his energetic arrival on the planet. He simply moved to the co-pilot's seat and began the take-off sequence. Within seconds, the shuttle rose from the ground and shot up through the atmosphere, docking with the Tarrow's Aegis within the next minute.
As his shuttle entered through the force-field, the gargantuan Star Destroyer's Hyperdrive engine spun up, and immediately, the ship was gone in a flash.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 12:30 pm
[This post took 3 days to write... gonk ]
Coruscant - Jedi Temple - Locolovictum's Chambers
A singular beep would emit from the console on the wall adjacent to the large door. The fingerprint had been accepted as one of Locolovictum's own bodyguards and the door would unlock, allowing the Twi'lek to advance. Once inside, her eyes widened, gazing upon the sheer destruction the room had seen. However, this destruction was strange, as it didn't seem to have come from just any old outside force. This was done deliberately. From the scorch marks along the walls to the completely charred bed, whatever had been done within this room was done on purpose. The smell of smoke damage still clung to the air while three droids hurriedly worked on trying to clean the room as best as they could. They seemed to pay no mind to the Twi'lek, but she refused to take anything for granted within this palace. Using the force she would sqiftly overload their cores, causing a series of minute explosions within each droid, rendering them useless as they collapsed onto the floor.
Her eyes narrowed as she took in the details of the damaged room. The bed, surely once grand and fit for any man or woman who could rise to power or whose ego was inflated enough to claim the title of emperor, was now reduced to charred wooden bedposts and a rotting, cracked frame, its bedsheets and mattress laying in a pile of ashes on the floor. The only two other features within the room worth noting were two other doors. Upon investigation, one led to a grand bathroom, pristine tiles adorning the floor and wall with a large tub filling the center of the room, facilites in one corner and a detailed sink mounted to the adjacent wall. The other door however, seemed to be holding something of higher interest.
As A'kire would approach the other door within the room, she would noticed that it was sealed shut tightly, the only means of access seemingly smashed in by someone's fist.She would scoff at the control panel's smashed in display. Whoever had their little temper tantrum seemingly forgot that with the right skills, any door can be hot-wired and opened. If this was the Emperor's own doing, he is more of a fool than I thought him to be. She would shake her head at how shortsighted this tampering had been and would quickly get to work on re-wiring the controls to gain access to whatever was behind the door. It would take only a few minutes due to her previous experience working with and building droids back on Nar Shaddaa.
Once the heavily reinforced door finally opened, it revealed what looked to be an office, outfitted with a singular desk and a personal computer ontop of it. A'kire's eyes lit up as she grinned, realizing that this computer would house the Emperor's personal files, and perhaps background info about who this man really was. As she sat down, she would come across yet one more obstacle, a very sophisticated encryption, that if not dealt with properly would lock the entire computer down. Whether it be by sheer happenstance, or the fact that her upbringing allowed for her to plan ahead for such things, A'kire would retrieve a hacking chip from a pouch on her belt, inserting it into the computer's tower as ti went through the encryption program, carefully singling out the proper credentials and login info. Eventually, the computer would chime, as it greeted its owner, opening up to display numerous files, all of which the Emperor had kept secret up until now.
Most of what the Twi'lek would come across would be journals filled with what amounted to ramblings of a madman. However some files would prove to be of interest. One of these that A'kire saw however, would enrage her beyond anything she had recently encountered. Why is there so much information on Mandalore....what could that blasted parasite infested planet hold.....hrm....so he was born to Mandalorian parents...alright....w-wait what? A Je'daii Temple!?! That his family gave to the Je'daii!?! That parasite! She would shut down the file before reading the lines at the end, anger flooding her mind. She was ready to destroy the entire computer when two things caught her off guard. First was the strong force presence she had felt when Esuritio was near begin to vanish. The second was a file about a supposed supersoldier still in the facilities on Kamino. Opening the file she would pull out her comms and begin questioning her old friend. "What the hell are you doing!?! You're just leaving like that!?!" She sneered, copying the data to a datapad as she exited the room, each footstep echoing heavily as she walked.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 11:26 pm
Tython-Mahara Kesh Temple  Wilca with respirator strapped too his head, submerged in bacta slept. It was the first peaceful sleep he had had since he could not remember. It was a silent dreamless sleep. He was awoken by the dampened echos of Kad tapping on his tank, Javic had arrived with a protocol droid and his armor. Wilca gave a thumbs up and reached up to the top of his tank releasing the top hatch and pulled himself out, he struggled to free himself for a moment the thick ooze clung to him like sap. After getting his torse out he sat on the edge of the hatch legs still in the bacta. "I see your nose is well Kad, the medical droids didnt have much of a problem repairing it I hope." Wilca swung his legs out of the tank and dropped to the floor. A soft wet thunk echoed through the healing chambers. Wilca ran his hand across his rubs and chest, where only the faintest scar from his burns were left. Walking to the showers set in the wall at the far side of the room, Wilca called out the the protocol droid carrying his boxed up armor. "Droid meet my by the showers with armor. I need to rinse off." It wasnt long before the Kiffar was clean, and changed stepping out with his helmet under his arm. "Well what do you think of my beskar'gam Kad?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 12:59 pm
Imperial honor guardA heavily armored honor guard was at the temple waiting for however was responsible for slaughtering the guards. His male was built like an ox, but covered in red heavy armor. This armor symbolized that he was above the guards...he was the captain. His armor wasn't the only thing that was red, rage was flowing through his veins followed by emotions and massive amounts of outrage. Who was responsible for this outrageous act against the powerful Vic? Who would dare perform such a bold act? The honor guard looked up to see the twilek female approaching him. She was the one, she was the gutsy one who would dare to defy the quarters of the ruler of the galaxy. He stared at the approaching twilek with conviction. "Halt trespasser! You will not leave this room alive!" The honor guard raised his right hand before a red lightsaber landed in his palm. The honor guard clutched the hilt before the lightsaber revealed the color of the lade that reflected his outage. "Be sure to give Rahl my regards, tail head!" He barked with a bold determination to prevent his mission from ending in failure.
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Gia the Queen of Mars rolled 1 12-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 5:50 pm
Coruscant - 'Jedi Temple'
Agressive - 250HP
A'kire would look up at the heavily armored crimson guard before her, her eyes narorwing as she scoffed. It appeared she was found out, and now the captain of the guards was going to make sure she didn't make it out of this temple alive. Too bad for him, she didn't intend to follow this plan. Oh, great, now what...this fool thinks he's going to stop me does he? Let's see how quick the floor can match his outfit....
Hearing the man barking threatening words at her only made the twi'lek's anger grow more and more. The display of his lightsaber however would draw a chuckle from her lips as she shook her head. "That's cute...but you see, I'm afraid I don't plan on staying here much longer...there's some information I plan to look into, and you of all people are not going to stand in my way."
She would cross her arms over her waist, each hand grabbing and unsheathing a lightsaber from a holster on either side of her belt, the purple and crimson blades soon being ignited and held in a cross pattern before her. Within seconds she would push off of the floor, darting towards the honor guard at full speed, making sure to keep one saber flexible to block, while she would swing at him with the secondI believe i am still using the high lord agressive die, so please correct me and ill revamp my post, but I'm pretty sure thats what i had been using and will continue to...also, are re-rolls a thing?
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EA R0N1N rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 6:45 pm
Imperial honor guardAggressive - 200 HP As the female charged at her challenger, the honor guard raised his right hand up with his blade to repell her followed by another insult. "Ryloth was such a tragedy, I bet they wish they had more warriors than exotic dancers right about now." the guard laughed before she struck. This girl was a lot stronger than he thought. He was sent back by his failed attempt to block both of her blades, a serious wound across his torso as blood dripped from the inside of his helmet. Now he had to truly take this girl seriously. He raised his left hand, summoning the power of the force to attack his opponent. A mid sized statue suddenly became airborne and was flying towards her. Current HP: 100 HP (( ooc: EDITED... ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 8:16 pm
Coruscant: The "Jedi Temple" - Council Chambers
Locolvictum thought that talks could have gone worse, though he unsure why Esuritio seemed more intent on criticizing Locolvictum's own politics than anything else important. Like if he still had a place here or if he was considered an enemy. Things that most would probably consider important, no matter the situation. But perhaps it was for the best, Locolvictum knew that the old sith was most likely fairly jealous that he was not the one who laid Rahl so low and he can only handle so many people waiting to stab him in the back.
He turned toward Chalras's hologram and said, "Well now that the farce has ended, I am quiet happy that it came out this way. I was almost certain the fool would make a power move right here. In any case, he is a problem I am not willing to let roam free. Esuritio and anything that he thinks he owns, are to be destroyed on sight. Inform the fleets, and I will go make sure the bounty boards are updated." Locolvictum leaned back in his chair and relaxed for a moment.
He was thinking about going to his chambers and getting some sleep, only to remember that the last time the madness got a hold of him, he destroyed his own bedroom. This madness was spawned from a genetic illness that ran in his families blood, while it couldn't be cured, it could however be held off by sheer willpower alone. But even then, Locolvictum was still unsure of how much time he had left before he finally went beyond the point of no return. Of course, the knowledge that he had such an illness was not know to anyone but himself.
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Gia the Queen of Mars rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 9:43 pm
Coruscant - 'Jedi Temple'
Agressive - 185 HPI'm guessing he used a medium attack worth 65 damage? i'll correct if not right. Also the master mentioned isn't Rahl. its her first ever one.A'kire would snarl, the comment about her home planet, combined with her slowly set gradually deteriorating stability would cause her focus to diminish, just long enough for that large statue to be thrown towards her from the side, the large heavy marble hitting her hard and knocking her over, her head hitting the tiles as scratches appeared near her non-cybernetic lekku. During the impact, her sabers were knocked from her hands, rolling away towards the other side of the room. Pain seared through her body, but she would force herself to get up, the now broken and crumbling statue littered around her. Blood dripped from the scratches to her legs, knees, arms and elbows but eventually she rose to her feet, a singular line of blood dribbling down over her eye. "You piece of s**t...you think you can kill me!?! You don't know the pain I've felt! The humiliation at the hands of my first ever master that I've endured! There's no pain worse than being forced to succumb to a man at his command! He couldn't break my spirit and you....YOU WILL NEVER KILL ME! NOT IN A MILLION YEARS!!!!"
A'kire felt the droplets of blood from the wound to her head drip from her chin onto the floor as she held both hands outstretched, lightning beginning to arc and spark from her fingers as she grit her teeth, mustering up all of her hatred and anger to use in this attack. The lightning would grow stronger and brighter, finally exploding from her palms in large arcs, each one snaking its way towards the imperial honor guard, hitting his armor and the gash it bore.
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Gia the Queen of Mars rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 9:44 pm
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Gia the Queen of Mars rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2016 9:46 pm
Edit: Apparently the dice hate me tonight...
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2016 10:11 am
Imperial honor guardThe imperial honorguard approached the slightly weakened twilek with intentions of going in for the kill. He clutched his wound slightly to prevent the bleeding, but at the same time he wanted to hide the fact that he was vulnerable. He drew closer and closer to the female, prepelled by the belief that he had this fight in the palm of his hand. "Bravo. Nice speech I have never heard that one." He chuckled after having recovered a little from her deadly first attack regaining control of himself. "You should have joined the rest of your incompetent race as slaves and dancers, because in the end you'll never come out on top. Never. It doesn't prove anything that you are Sith." He started as he drew closer to the wounded female. " You, will always be a bottom feeder. You will never beat Locolvictum! You will always be below him and his successors, taking their orders. You, like the rest of your species will live out the rest of your days in servitude."The honor guard said boldly before raised his red blade into the air for the final strike as he stared down into the female. "Like I said before, give Rahl my regards.....NOW HAVE YOUR RESOLUTION!", The honor guard growled as he brought the blade down aggressively. The honor guard was interrupted in his final strike by and unexpected dosage of lightning. It was worse she was putting seriously high voltage into his wound. His screams of pain echoed throughout the room, fading away into the distance. Before he could raise his light saber to block excessive amounts of lightning, he had completely lost control of his nervous system. Slight glimpses of his skeleton were made visible due to the massive amounts of lightning. N-No! the guard thoughts raced through his head as he was caught off guard by the weakened female. N-n--oo! This is impossible! I served Vic with loyalty! I will not die here! Not to this tail head! I am the one who is supposed to move up the chain of command! I am the one who is going to surpass Locolvictum! I am the one who will become the next supreme ruler! I am the one who is supposed to inherit everything! The honor guard's light saber dropped to the ground, the red blade vanishing inside before the hilt rolled a couple of inches away. The honor guard fell to his knees, fighting in vain to resist the raw explosion of power that blew up in his face. The now lifeless clad of red armor collapsed to the ground with drops of blood running from the inside of the helmet. Slightly fumes of smoke emitted from the body followed by the smell of burning, crispy flesh.
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