Cantina 13: Rebellion

[Rogue15]

((on a more serious note..))

 

*Kioet reaches his missile boat, presses a button on his suit, the craft's engine starts up and the hatch opens*

[Kuuki]

*Demon Colonised World, Ulna Shardes*

 

*In the wasteland of the former Separatist world, Talon stands looking in the distence where his subjects continue to terraform the planet to a more habitable envioment. It was now safe for him to freely move about on his own, but to mere humans death by asphyxiation in a few hours.

 

The wind tossed up dust and sand fromt he ground at brutal speed, but reguardless, Talon was enjoying the errie pease that was laid onto this bitter planet's soil.

 

It was moments later Talon suddenly felt a twindge, then his sword begins to glow a ferce bright white, energy from his right hand jumps to the hilt of the sword, like it wanted the extra power to react to what is coming...*

 

Talon *to a sightless person* "What the hell do you want."

 

?? *unseen* "I just love those puns. And your sword, you just keep that old thing just to know when I show up..."

 

Talon "Like it matters..."

 

*Talon unsheathes the sword and swings the sword with the very might that his true demon self posesses into the wind. But it connects at the last fraction of a second to a sabre being wielded single handedly by a man in white with a sidous grin on his face. The man then back-hands Talon causing him to fly backwards, and skidding on his back.

 

Just as rapidly the man laughs and in an instant is above Talon and stabs downward, but he connects with nothing but the ground as Talon reappears behind the man from a blue of energy. Talon's appearence changed to his 'game face', his eyes beat red, his wings folded behind.*

 

Talon *angry* "What's with you? why do you keep taunting me?"

 

Man "Because you made a deal. And as far as I'm concerned my boss isn't through with you yet"

 

Talon "What is it this time?"

 

Man "You've done well with your world. And now you came to this universe. Do the same to yours."

 

Talon "Why should I?!?!?"

 

Man "Because, maybe this time we'll be nice."

 

*The man holds out his hand and a ghostly image of Talon's human self appears attempting to reachout from screams and horrors to Talon.*

 

Talon "You're toying with me. I know you won't give that back. I KNOW YOU WON'T GIVE ME BACK MY HUMAN SOUL!"

 

Man "This time it's a promise that I won't break. Change more worlds in this universe to demons. I don't need any of those other breeds, and forget about changing all thats not already human. My master wants human souls, and this place that you've found fits the bill, billions and billions of them. You know the trick, the less likely that they know they've lost it the easier it is to convince them otherwise..."

 

*As the man fades away Talon's sword dims. But Talon charges at where the man once stood swinging his blade angerly at nothingness...*

 

Talon "WHY... WON'T... YOU... LET... ME... BE!!"

 

*After a few minutes Talon gets wery, and falls to his knees.*

 

Talon "Five hundred years. And not a day of that I have not felt the regret of selling my soul, and agreeing to steal the souls of all those innocents..."

[Redwing]

((Will continue to be AWOL for perhaps the remainder of the week, at least. These constant several-day/week absences on my part may continue for the next couple months unfortunately, due to way too much school. Sorry, again...))

[Kuuki]

((Don't make me prank call you....

 

wait,... caller ID,...

 

nevermind that idea wont work...))

[Rogue15]

((use a payphone))

[BattleDog]

((Can someone get Cracken to post, I know he's on the boards.))

[Writer]

((Maybe if we all PM him angry notes, he'll cave to the pressure ))

[Kuuki]

((...OR, I can just call him ))

[BattleDog]

Yeah, that'd be good. I'm getting fed up with having been stalled for six months.

[Writer]

Me too... well, Scar, I guess that's your que... call him

[Redwing]

Underlevels

 

*Raschel starts to follow Kioet. Gilian stops her*

 

Gilian: Wait.

 

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Surface

 

Aren: *via Kioet's comlink* Kioet? Change in plans. I've got another mission for you.

 

((Scar, and whoever has assassins and wants to use them right now, PM me please. Or reply here, since I think my inbox is almost full. Either way.))

[Rogue15]

*Kioet climbs into the missile boat, and closes the hatch*

 

Kioet: Go ahead, I'm listening.

[Kuuki]

Tatoonie: Assassin base

 

*Behomoth sits in the lounge room waiting for Aren to return, while Shunchi stands infront of the preparation room where he looks at the list of open contracts yet to be filled.*

 

((that good enough reddy? ))

[Writer]

((Well, I'd say something, Red, but my assassins are sorta held up at the moment... and though they don't like it, they're gonna stay there for a while it seems... especially since they wanted to meet Flax... though I can't exactly remember why any more ))

[jokemaster]

Tatooine Assasin Base

The man arrived, and sat down. He took out a small holo disk and begun throwing it into the air and catching it again. It was his piece of evidence from his first job, which had been successful.

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Coruscant Orbit

Greer was heading back to the ship. After a few hours of searching the planet for any guerilla force or any other danger that might be left behind, he was satisfied that the situation was safe for now. He boarded the ship, where an ensign awaited him.

 

Ensign: Sir, the two assasins are waiting for you.

 

Greer sighed. He had been looking forward to resting for a while.

 

Greer: All right, where are they?

 

Ensign: Follow me, sir.

 

The ensign led Greer through the ship, until they were at the Vilnovs' quarters.

 

Greer: What can I do for you?

[Writer]

"You look tired," Nom said thoughtfully. "We won't take up much of your time. We merely want to be introduced to Flax and then be allowed to return to our ship."

 

"In a damn hurry too," Tarila muttered under her breath. Her patience had long since run out and she wasn't good at hiding it.

[jokemaster]

Greer: That'll have to wait. He's meeting with the jedi council.

[Writer]

Nom opened his mouth, but Tarila spoke first.

 

"Then we'd like to give him a message saying we want to meet him and be allowed to return to our ship," she snapped.

 

((At some point, my Jedi characters are going to run into the Vilnovs... haven't quite figured that out yet...))

[jokemaster]

Greer: The operation's complete. So you're free to go. I don't, however, guarantee you'll be able to meet with him if you do.

[Writer]

Nom nodded and turned to his sister. "Tarila, prep the shuttle. I'll wait here a little longer." He turned back to Greer. "Thank you."

 

He turned to watch his sister hurry off and smiled, turning back to Greer. "Is there any way we might arrange a meeting where he's at now? Perhaps we could be there waiting for him when he's finished with his meeting."

[BattleDog]

I move we declare Cracken inactive and start the next thread. We know he's on the boards but he's choosing not to post. FYI, JM I'm fully back now, I'll stop lurking and get to grips with my side arc in the other thread tomorrow.

[Redwing]

((I'd call him and threaten him but my cell isn't working. Scar?

 

FYI I'm still at minimum-activity-status, because I am both moving and applying to colleges this next week and a half.))

[BattleDog]

I thought you were in "College" *Goes back to making notes on Herodotus of Halicarnassus.*

[Admiral Odin]

((Other then cracken, there is also the slight problem that Deac AWOL as well.))

[Deac]

[*Deac suddenly feels a mysterious calling back to the Cantina*

 

Just when I was about to post a long, heartful goodbye to the Cantina and put it out of its misery, it seems people are interested again! Then I look and see I've actually missed something! You see, I had a load of net trouble this year, and by the time I came back it seemed that this was dead and gone. It made me sad. I've loved doing this for the past FOUR YEARS! I still think back to the old days when it was Darkstars this, clones that, and then the big Ragnarok incident, and then the vampires and everything. I would be very sad to see this die, and if it's going to then I have a happy dignified ending for Deac Starkiller and family. I know that many of you are busy with work etc...but I think if we were all to just post once a day...maybe we could get this going again. Discuss. And if I ever go AWOL again:

 

deacstarkiller@gmail.com]