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 Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 6:43 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
WATCH YOUR TONE AI!...Not only am I the new Master of this Temple, but I could destroy you with one touch! remembering she was talking to a "machine", Elyria took a deep breath...closed her eyes and regained her composure..running her fingers through her long amber hair.. AI the blood test alone is proof that Lolovictum lives..and as for Mesh'la...the little I do know about her I have learned here and from her father the old man at the bike shop...the only knowledge I have of her is that she was a great warrior...a mercenary..and from what you've said...cared little about the opinions of outsiders...I assumed she died in battle...I know little of her life..or her death
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 7:20 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
The droid that was known as Rodger, started to speak but it was useing the libarians voice. "That would be most unwise to attempt destorying. There is a failsafe in place where if we are destoryed, then all organics would end up being killed in under two hours. But that is a different topic that can be spoken of later."
The exact moment that the droid stopped speaking, the terminal began speaking. But the other voices were isolated. Only Rodgers voice stood out. "The blood was only to see if it was still him. It is a security measure that we deemed nessesary." Then the other voices joined back in and spoke, " Since you don't seem to know. Which would you rather, us telling you or seeing it for yourself?" The hundreds of voices asked her at once. Every single one of them sound amused with her ignorance.
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 8:10 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
Relax Master Rodger..I would not destroy the Temple or the librarian..I just don't appreciate the mocking tones of the collective... shaking her head while rolling her emerald eyes.. This trip has been long and trying..so much has happened to bring me to this place...and most of it not pleasant...well...more to the point..is it her life you would show me...or her death..what secrets did she have that has affected so much...and so many?
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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 8:29 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
"But do you not understand?" The voice of rodger said from the terminal, "You are speaking to exactly 731 different entities." Then the other 730 voices chimed in to finished the thought, "For we are the collective and we can see you." Then there was a long pause.
"Your original question only asks how is the son of the creator is like his mother. The creator's son will one day go mad. Its in his blood, dooming him to a early death. The process is slow, it eats away at the mental barriers for years. At times it takes control. Often times they will bring physical harm to those around them. So they have to be put down, before they cause severe harm to others. 'He' is a victum of when they aren't put down soon enough." The droid said answering the question, but more than ready to explain it again. But in a different and more grusome manner.
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 7:59 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
Tell me Dammit! What exactly are you getting at? Your smugness is misplaced! I have spent much time with the man - he is cantankerous albeit, but shows no sign of madness!...there is the eye..why he has not had that repaired....but I assume he lost that in battle..he claims to have killed many...but in times of War that is to be expected... she knew she was getting agitated...bouncing from statement to statement...question to question...but the "collective" was so damn impossible... tell me what it is you mean to say...tell me the secrets of this place!
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 8:25 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
"We are answering your questions. But you are simply not understanding, the eye as you are refering to is actually not a war wound as you would think. He recieved such a injury from his own mother. Ripped from his own head when he was having fun playing with a toy blaster. The creator was unfortunitly too late to stop the act. But was able to stop any further damage by chopping her head off with the Vibro blade that she had once used." Some of the voices made a grinding sound that sounded like laughter.
"We believe that some would call that peoitic justice. But what others would believe is more tragic that the child was still awake the moment that the head was cut off. It was shortly afterwards when he finally lost conciousness. Up until now, hes been carrying the same vibro blade around with him."
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 12:25 am
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
Elyria gasped as her face went ashen, her emerald eyes dulled and then moistened at the emotion threatening to surface " But..but..why..how...how could a mother do such a thing to her own child!..and what possible reason...could nothing else be done! Could he not have been treated...did Dash have to..have ..to..." She felt a wave of nausea as the vision materialized in her mind..."and..and...you have the audacity to laugh...how..how could he behead her..the woman he so adored..and..and in front of the child....what could have preceded this for him to..to... she leaned against the console..the picture of the two still fresh in her mind...the other vision so pronounced overriding it.....
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 7:09 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
"Is there such a way to cure genitic insanity?" The terminal asked her, "A entire clan of Mandolorians have been inflicted with it before time was even recorded. They forever fight against maddness, and one day it becomes too much and they need to be put down." It said it so emptly of emtion that it made the once emotional AI's to very emotionless one.
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 7:56 pm
The Hotel Imperial - Coruscant
Ka'all sat quietly on the balcony overlooking the bustling city-planet. His room was high enough that the noise of the traffic was not much of a bother and he could stare out at the stars. Too often of late the old Master had not taken the time to enjoy simple things like sitting quietly and admiring the view.
Off in the distance, the former Jedi Temple shone like a beacon in the night. Now the seat of evil, Endar had to control his rage and concentrate on keeping his force signature cloaked. A light wind ruffled his robes revealing the silver handle of his trusty lightsaber clipped to his belt. Pulling the cloak closed, Ka'all patted the hilt.
It won't be long now.
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Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 9:07 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
Steadying herself...trying to regain her composure...Tell me...tell me more of this man...The Creator, Dash Lockheart...I need to understand how a once great Jedi could have been reduced to a common murderer...how such a man could abandon his child...and why?...why was this child believed dead...tell me AI..help me to understand....
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 7:47 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
"Former Jedi Knight Lockheart died of a untreated blaster wound. There is small hints in his journals that he may have seen a glimse of his own future. However, only three different entries would lead one to believe so. He doesn't mention it anymore afterwards. Moving onto the child, the child disappared during a raid on Lockheart's residence by the Empire."
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 9:17 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
Elyria turned and began pacing, tapping her full lips with her finger as without realizing she was speaking aloud, "so...that is why they believed him dead...but they should have realized the Sith captured force sensitive children to turn them...it is why my parents were killed...."...AI are there any more of these journals..or is all this information stored with you?...was this Temple built to protect him after the Sith Raid?But why would he need protection.. he had lost everything of value in his life...his wife...his son...what more could he need to protect?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2013 9:09 pm
The Former Jedi Temple - Coruscant
Ka'all poked his head through the hatch hidden in the floor of the old rooms that used to house younglings to find it was deserted. The emergency tunnel had been placed there generations ago after the great Jedi purge to ensure the safety of the young ones, now the rooms were dark, unused, and eerily silent. The old Je'daii master had to forcefully curb his anger as he picked up a dusty toy off the ground and placed it gently on one of the beds. "This is not vengeance," Ka'all kept telling himself, "It is justice."
Slipping into the dark corridor, he pulled his black cloak closed and crept down the deserted hallways. The air was stale and musty, apparently the entire wing it seemed, had gone unused since the Sith takeover.
Entering another part of the temple, Ka'all heard voices ahead. Keeping to the shadows, he renewed his concentration on his Force cloak to keep himself hidden. He wanted to avoid them, but to go around would risk more confrontations. Creeping closer, Endar was able to see that it was a large twi'lek male and a petite human female discussing a trade agreement between the Empire and some far off planet. The male was seated at a console while the woman paced around him arguing. Finally in a huff, the female left and the twi'lek went back to tapping at the console. Slipping up close behind him, Ka'all pulled a wicked looking metal blade from his belt and as silent as a ghost slid the blade into the Sith's neck while clapping his hand over the surprised man's mouth. Leaning the body against the console as if he had fallen asleep, Ka'all rushed on.
There were no more incidents as Endar reached the corridor that lead to the Emperor's throne room. Glancing around the corner, he spotted four guards stationed outside massive double doors leading to his final destination. The aging master was just about to throw a grenade in their midst when, all of the sudden, the guards picked up their weapons and marched down the hallway in the opposite direction. Ka'all froze. Something wasn't quite right but he had come too far to turn away now. He was completely ready to give his life to this mission. Walking quickly and quietly to the doors, he slipped inside....
Welcome. I've been expecting you.
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Posted: Sat Jul 20, 2013 4:56 pm
Temple - Wastes of Mandalore
"The Temple was built before the creator came. It existed before he existed, he only changed it to his purposes. And this was the last savve heaven of the family where they would run too in times of need. So he expected the worst until one day the child returned. Not too long afterward is when he parished, leaving the child alone to find you."
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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2013 4:18 pm
Sith Temple - Coruscant
Aiden watched from atop his throne as the intruder entered the throne room. Suddenly the lights glowed revealing the walls lined with Black Watch guards. "Welcome. I've been expecting you," the Emperor said with a wicked smile, "You can mask your force signature all you want, but my spies see all. Did you actually think you were going to just walk in here, kill me, and walk out?" Aiden stood slowly and started down the steps of the dais, his cloak sliding down the steps like a large black snake behind him. The grin of a cat that had caught a mouse never left his face. "You and I have a lot to talk about, my foolish friend," Rahl said with menace, "I've been searching for the remainder of your pitiful sect for a while now and you're just what I need to finish the job."
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