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  1. Chaos. It was chaos. Thousands of Sith soldiers stood on the field, all of them clad in ebony and fighting to the death. Volley after volley of blaster fire met the Ysanna tribe members, bringing down many. The Shadow Dwellers, Sethos's Elite, and their leaders, the Bloodbringers, were all scattered around the field, clashing with the elite of the Ysanna. The crimson lightsabers clashed with the Ysanna ceremonial weapons, as many on both sides fall. And atop the battle site, near a tall hill, stood Sethos, eagerly watching the battle from afar. Around him, the wind blows stronger. Small stones and debris flew around him, circling the Sith Lord in a most clandestine fashion. "Spirits of the Sith, I call upon you to do your Dark Lord the bidding he requires of you. I command that you endow on this battlefield your presence!" And with that, a huge tornado flew across the battlefield, claiming Ysanna and Sith alike. It ravaged through the Ysanna lines, killing the advanced forces unfortunate enough to be there as well. Sethos smiled, then jumped into battle.
  2. Darth Sethos stood in front of a crowd of tens of thousands of Sith soldiers, all under his command, and all awaiting his next move. They were gathered in marching columns, ready to move out and annihilate the enemy. No one dared flinch or show any sign of weakness. "Today," Sethos began, "a dark legacy will be forged. Today, we take Ossus, and annihilate the elusive Ysanna tribe. Today, we will massacre every single sentient on this plain." "We have been gone far too long. We have remained idle far longer. But today, we make our mark on this unsuspecting galaxy once more! They have thought us dead, let us prove them wrong!" The troops broke out in a chorus, "All hail Lord Sethos!"
  3. Now, thousands of warriors stood on the grounds of Ossus, wanting eagerly to serve their Lord and Master. They were grouped in columns, as hordes more joined them from the unloading ships. It was a busy sight. About to land in it is the ship of Sethos, Dark Lord. As he looked on, the scene continued. Orderly chaos. Mindless fools, he thought. To the slaughter. The end is near. The landing ramp of his large ship set down, and disciplined formations of Bloodbringers exited. A soldier approached the bridge where Sethos stood, and bowed down before him. Sethos sensed him coming, then turned around. "My lord," said the Bloodbringer, "Ossus awaits your footsteps." "I shall follow. Leave me." "Yes, my lord." And with that the Bloodbringer departed. Sethos lifted his hand up, and his lightsaber came flying to it. He clenched it tightly before igniting it, during which he savored the smell of the blade. He turned it off, then stepped out...
  4. "Rise my pawns, rise from the depths. The time for reckoning is now!" Sethos shouted to nothing, and everything. And with that, from every direction, above Ossus, hundreds of ships and fighters came out of the sky, all adorned with the logo of Sethos. The Bloodbringers, the Shadow Dwellers. They were all there. And as Sethos watched the spectacular sight from the helm of his flagship, he could not help but smile. The end of everything is very close at hand. "To Ossus, my sons. As Sethos said the word, the ships flew and touched down on the rugged, lush world. And Sethos followed.
  5. Well I wouldn't mind getting it. :p

  6. Skywalker, do you have MSN or Yahoo Messenger? :p

  7. Tysy, do you have MSN or Yahoo Messenger? :p

  8. [Alrighto. Where do you think can I fit in next? ]
  9. [Can you guys update me on the happenings since my last post? ]
  10. A shame, Ibis thought to himself, she was so powerful. All that power... wasted. He had stopped trying to control his apprentice's mind the moment he realized how vulnerable it made him. He thought it was a shame that he had to dispose of her apprentice the hard way, but he would do anything necessary to remove another bond in his life. Realizing how these foolish emotions and attachments have taken over him, he decided to recite the Sith code. Peace is a lie; there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me. He then smiled, a vicious smile as he stepped out of the door and killed the slave that awaited him outside. He went to the landing pad of the building he has stayed in, then set the ship he came in alight. "May this be my promise", he shouted to all those who can hear, directing a bit of it to his apprentice using the Force, "I will hunt you down, Perdante. And when I do, you will regret turning on me!"
  11. They have betrayed you, my apprentice. You see now how they restrain you? They do not trust you enough, they do not trust your power. They do not trust your capability. Ibis continued sending messages to the brain of Perdante, with every single one breaking the mental resistance of his failed apprentice. Yet they are wrong if they think a person of your power can be restrained by just being stripped of your weapons... Use the Force. The time for your redemption is at hand.
  12. [A FEW HOURS AGO] The figure who was in the ship watched as his original prey escaped. He did not bother himself with that failure, for it was not an important one. Instead, saying no instruction, he decided to concentrate all the power that flowed around him and release it in a blast. The ship of the Iridonian exploded. And two failures were finally destroyed. And the last... [NOW] Ibis sat down on the musty floor. They have been in Coruscant for only a few hours, and most of the time spent was on meditating. His slave was content to stand up by the door to the apartment, and most people were convinced the slave was too much trouble to disturb. Ibis grinned, as much as his face can grin (which amazingly, no one has seen closely, at least no one who has lived to tell the tale), as his success finally was imminent. And he was relieved that his hard work has paid off. And he spoke, in his mind. Gagnante, or should I say Perdante. You are mine. Never forget this. You are mine. And with that, he started controlling his failed apprentice's motions. A hand, moved awkwardly upward. A foot moving forward as of its own volition. You heed my every command, even though you do not know it. You are mine. Obey.
  13. [How goes the RP? Should I still kill off the Iridonian guy? What do you think should be next for Ibis?]
  14. [This is a bit random, but I feel pretty disappointed that the fighter scene I started ended in such an abrupt notice without even a little bit of my part in it. Just airing this out. You guys pretty much assumed that for every action you make, my reaction would be favorable to your plans. :| ]
  15. Can anybody take a screen? This sounds really interesting.
  16. The starfighter now neared Coruscant, and consequently, the two ships that were the prey of Ibis. One bore an apprentice that was failed from the start, blighted by ignorance and pride. The Iridonian they call Goran Tex. The other... was supposed to be Ibis's greatest success, and has now become his greatest failure. Gagnante, now Perdante. Victorious, now Defeated. "No longer", he said aloud. No longer will these fools plague the galaxy with their ignoble presence. The starfighter went closer to the ship that had Perdante, and Ibis looked on. "Fire at their engines. They shall not move from that spot!" Ibis's slave nodded. "I hear master, and I obey." And with that, a salvo of fire was launched upon the engines of the unsuspecting ship.
  17. The lightsabers, oddly enough, look from a Lesbian convention. Still a great collection, would love to see them in person.
  18. A disturbance. Ibis was sitting down on the starfighters thick metallic floor, behind the human who was his slave. He was meditating, as Sith Lords do, and he felt something. A disturbance. Something is not correct. "Tell me what it is", he shouted, "great spirits of the Sith that I may not detain you much longer! What is this disturbance you speak of?!?" Under normal circumstances, the human who was Ibis's slave would have turned around, and panicked because of his master's actions. But he was not capable of thought until his master gives him leave, and he just sat there, bringing the ship to where it needed to be: near the second failed initiate. Ah, so fate will not be kind to me today. For my apprentice is now Perdante. Their failure shall not be an important one. Death comes to all who turn away, in the end.
  19. [son of a- That doesn't make much sense, but I'll try to cope anyway.] Ibis descended, seeing that his prey was no longer in the planet. So be it. You may prolong your suffering, but it will come to you, in the end. As he set down, he traveled to the old settlement of Dreshdae, largely destroyed and unpopulated. The Sith Academy's infighting years ago have not done well to preserve the community, and the old structures now lie there with the bodies of those who once lived in them. But Dreshdae is not devoid of life. No, not today. Today, there was a salvor and his ship, set down just between Dreshdae and the Academy. He sat in front of the fighter, then meditated. A few minutes later, a young man came out of the settlement, surprised to see Ibis meditating. Convinced that the Sith Lord knew not of his presence, he thought to bring out his blaster, and put a bolt inside the Sith's head. As he pointed at his target, however, his blaster suddenly flew away, grabbed from his hand by an unimaginable force. Do not presume to outwit me, human, uttered the meditating Ibis. The human thought to run away, but as he did, the doors of Dreshdae shut close. All of the human's attempts at opening it were at a loss. As he banged on it repeatedly, something quizzical would happen. He would float in midair, and set down near the Sith Lord. Ibis then stood up, his meditations now over. It was at that time that the salvor was now on his knees, begging, "Please, great Sith Lord, spare me. My life is-" "Hush. Your life may be useful to me in the times to come. Tell me, human, does your fighter have the capability to travel through hyperspace? The salvor stood up, then nodded rather hastily. "Yes, sir, she can." Good. That is good. You shall take me, human, to where I need to be. You shall be my slave. Your life is mine.
  20. [Crap, Holty, I have no idea what the hell your character is doing. " "As i saw my Old Masters Failure fall to the Ground with a Mighty thud" What?]
  21. And so, fate has come to pass. One only there shall be, any more shall be cast off, thought Ibis, as he walked the Korriban sand. Cast off they have been. One has failed, the other has deserted. But the Dark Side is not kind to those would embrace it, only to turn away... He sat down, then, in front of the tomb of Ajunta Pall, then concentrated his thoughts. He channeled the energy of Korriban, the very dark energies that flow within its core. He harnessed it, and turned it into raw, unimaginable power. And as he did this, his true intent was revealed. A crimson lightsaber flew outside of the tomb, and hovered above the Sith Lord. Ibis stood up, then held the lightsaber, and with his bare hands, crushed it. "Alas, my initiate. You are forgotten." Then, saying this, he dropped the fragments of the once-powerful weapon into the ground, concentrating on it no more. He stood up, looked to the skies, and soared. The Dark Side can do powerful things, impossible things with an otherwise limiting body. And in a place where the Dark Side flows as wildly as it does in Korriban, the possibilities are limitless for one who is knowledgeable. And so, Ibis soared, above Korriban, looking, for the one who has ran away...
  22. Alright. I'll do my best to keep up.

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