Flamehart Posted March 21, 2006 Share Posted March 21, 2006 Strider smiled and sat down across from her. He could tell her relief, and chuckled, "What, did you think they were gonna summon a spirit that was one with the Force rather than an actual, solid, fleshy human?" he said with a grin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Writer Posted March 23, 2006 Share Posted March 23, 2006 Riebe shook her head and smiled. "Hardly. It just seems strange, you know? To meet up again after six-hundred years of believing you're dead..." She shrugged. "Stuff like that just doesn't happen." Then, she smiled. "Coming from a 2000 year old human, that's a rather strange thing to say, I must admit." She seemed amused, but it soon wore off and she sighed. "Now if only we could get in touch with Jack... I'd so very much like to see him again." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flamehart Posted March 23, 2006 Share Posted March 23, 2006 Strider chuckled, "Jack's harder to get in touch with than me. At least I keep myself available through certain channels, you just have to know which ones to go through. Jack just cuts off all connection until he feels like showin' up again," he said. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kuuki Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 ((sry, havent been posting in a while, been focasing on more important s**t like GETTING THE F**K OUT OF PENSACOLA )) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Admiral Odin Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 ((I've been swamped with work hence the delay. having the feeling that it is the same for Red)) Gladsheim Station: Resturant *Valda looked at Strider for a moment* Valda: Perhaps through normal channels he is hard to reach. However, if the need presented itself we could get in touch with him just as easily as we contacted you. Unfortuneatly a reunion of Sith hunters isn't a big enough need. Like Reibe and yourself we have him under constant watch. *Meanwhile Idona spoke to Reibe* Idona: That comment is not that strange, at least not in present company. Your also forgetting your manners... Strider, I would like you to meet Jedi Master Godwyn. Godwyn this is Sith Hunter Strider Flamehart. Godwyn: Nice to meet you. *As Godwyen spoke a droid carrying dishes came to the table* Droid: Per Lady Idona's request, we have prepared all of your favorite meals. Enjoy. *The droid then layed dinners in front of each person at the table* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BattleDog Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 ((Well my copy of Oblivion just arrived so I'll not be around much for at least the next six months )) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flamehart Posted March 25, 2006 Share Posted March 25, 2006 ((Lmao. That's great. I'm waiting to get my copy myself.)) Strider nodded in greeting, then spoke, "Pleasure to meet you as well Master Godwyn." As his favorite meal was laid before him, he looked down at the plate than spoke, "Kinda creeps me out you guys know this much about me." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Redwing Posted March 25, 2006 Share Posted March 25, 2006 ((pity I don't have the money for an XBox 360... or a better computer. and yes, I have been quite swamped with work/school/projects. x_x No post in the Imperial Base, because typing all this crap took too long. XD Sorry for the mega-post. Hopefully it's at least interesting. )) Blade Ship Silver K'Warra: Thousands of years ago I, in another world, made a deal with the shifter demon Sejhan. He was more powerful then, before the mark given his entire people unable to physically harm anyone, and unable to be physically harmed by anyone. Though even in those days there were few who could challenge the Chaos Bringers. *K'Warra conjures an image that eclipses him inside it. The square in the center of the room appears to be a small square of another world, complete with a sky and horizon in the background. The world has a dark, yellowed sky of a sunset. A humanoid figure in a tattered cloak with hodgepode pieces of metal armor adorning it here and there stands in the center, swinging a giant polearm with a club at the end. It has a brown face so heavily and brutally scarred that actual cracks appear to be marked in it, as if having survived been hit with an axe multiple times to the face. It is fighting multiple human-looking warriors and winning easily.* K'Warra: The shifters have powers unknown to most other mortals. The details are unimportant, but suffice to say I needed to pay for a life. Only a life is sufficient tender for another life, so to save a life I agreed to take a life, one of Sejhan's choosing. Sejhan was untrusting, and demanded total control of me for the duration of the fulfillment of the bargain, as well as the ability to require the fulfillment as far into the future as he wished. In exchange I limited the kind of lives he would be able to require me to take. Unfortunately it seems your Gerd falls well within those limits, so the deal is still on. Even if he abused it by performing a half-summon to pull me here, and wait till I fell asleep to turn me into a zombie. *The scene shifts. An ancient woman with gray hair is writing on a scroll. The calligraphy stick she uses draws archaic symbols across the surface of the material in bright red 'ink'. She is covered with scars and has a blindfold drawn across her eyes.* K'Warra: The Blood Scrolls. Written by select groups of insanely powerful seers from across dimensions. Every scrolls transcribed in their own blood, so their inherent power would back the words. Of course, you already know this, don't you... *The wavering image of Sejhan appears, accompanied by another, shorter man, a man with long brown hair and unusual (17th-18th century) clothing and carrying a crossbow with the tip burning green. The man's face looks cold and bitter.* K'Warra: You have more enemies than one, you may realize. This is a monster hunter named Cyrus Duncan. I hear he has some distinction, only human to have killed Jotuns or something. Of course, they killed all his family in return. Before that, he killed vampires. Other monsters as well. None like the ones that beat him in the end, though. He was a god among mice. When he met other gods... *K'Warra smiles.* K'Warra: He's past wanting revenge. He wants justice. The only kind he knows how to exact. Sejhan offered him this. And with a three and a half millennia for his power to grow while he slept... I'm sure you can draw your own conclusioons. *K'Warra's illusion shifts to a huge, spherical base surrounded by ships, the space around it made of firey blue and white light.* K'Warra: Through bargaining over hundreds of thousands of years Sejhan has put more pieces in place. He has a deal with the so-called Syndicate, employers of the infamous Shadows. The Shadows have technology that can locate any given creature in any given galaxy, with the right information. The right information was gained from Rwos here... *The image switches to K'Warra himself holding Rwos in the air, energy rippling around them* K'Warra: ...when Sejhan used me to snatch the image of the child monster from his mind. *A clear image of Gerd appears, her form appearing to burn with orange-red and white-blue light. In her center, between the fire and ice, a rippling mercury core swirls and twists. The Blades stare* K'Warra: This is how I first saw this 'Gerd'. Even more interesting is the lack of knowledge the seers of Earth have on her. "Gerd" is the name of a Jotun - in our world, a giantess - who was essentially nothing more than a fertility symbol. The most significant thing in our myths and prophecies that she ever did was get married. This child named "Gerd", on the other hand... She is something else. *K'Warra smiles* ---------- Mos Eisley Cantina, Tatooine, Underlevels *Sejhan, Aren, and a group of droids and suited workers stand on a platform in an immense room full of what appears to be a representation of several galaxies with strange, complex patterns and symbols overlaying them* Aren: These magic patterns were exceptionally expensive to put in place, I'll have you realize. This is the largest-scale search we've ever performed in this galaxy. Hopefully you're impressed. Sejhan: If it works, I'll give you all the standing ovations a one-demon audience can provide. ---------- Streets of Mos Eisely, Tatooine Farren: ...Field test? How stupid do you think I am? Aren: *on comm* Kioet? I need you back at base. I have something urgent that requires your attention, as I'm a little... occupied. Tell Farran and Artemis I have something to show them. A little secret about the Sleepers... ---------- One Week, Five Days Ago The Aether, Large Town near Center *A restaurant stands on a dark city street under a glowing violet-colored lampost. A sign, dimmed, reads "WE SERVE ALL KIN NO EXCEPTION". Inside, ripples run along the edges of the sliding panel-style doors. A glowing blade appears, slicing along the edge of the doorframe. The ripples are disturbed and go wild, falling apart and running down the door like water. The door is kicked in. A dark-skinned female, near-human in appearance, except for her sharp teeth and strangely pallid skin - Gilian - enters the dusty room. Her arm-blade cools and stops glowing. A female gargoyle with bright red skin and East Asian features - Orion - follows her in.* Gilian: There's nothing... Orion: Trust me. It's here. *She holds up a glistening dark blue figurine of a dragon.* Just because a door is forgotten doesn't mean it goes away. *She throws the figurine to the ground. It shatters, releasing a brilliant, liquidy glow. Orion thrusts her hands into it as it begins to float to the ground and forms it into a pattern in the air* Orion: Ancestor, I pay in my blood, shed by my own hand. *She rips her claws across each of her wrists in turn, wincing as blood gushes onto the ground. Gilian does the same. After a moment, the ground ripples, then abruptly collapses. Orion lets out a startled cry as the vampire and the gargoyle tumble into a deep pit. After a few seconds of free-falling, Orion opens her wings and grabs Gilian. The gesture becomes useless when the pit suddenly changes direction and the two smash into the walls of a twisting tunnel sliding ever downwards. After what seems like an eternity of twists and turns, both are deposited on muddy soil, bruised but alive. Gilian manages to get to her feet first.* Gilian: ...This place is off all our maps... it's below the Underground... Orion: *spitting blood and hauling herself to her feet* Told you. *The two are surrounded by a dark marsh. The glow of stars that are not stars provides the entire place with a dim light. Twisted plants grow everywhere, and the air is full of glowing insects. What appears to be an small dark blue hill sits in front of them, a patch of utter darkness.* Gilian: So where is the Ibosen? *The hill suddenly stirs. White spots suddenly appear, all at once, all over its form - eyes, millions of them. The hill rears up. It is in the shape of an immense, skyscraper-size winged dragon, covered every inch with eyes. A booming voice sounds in the visitors' heads* Voice: I see the Heir to the No More and Vampire of the Order. Why does these two disturb the Ibosen? Orion: We... we come begging answers, great one... answers only one with knowledge as great as yours can provide. Ibosen: You are here because you have found the answers, Heir. What burns in your minds now are the questions. Gilian: Then is it true? Will this girl bring the destruction and death the Scrolls foretell? Ibosen: That the girl will bring destruction and death is certain. The question you hold in your minds is only when. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BattleDog Posted March 25, 2006 Share Posted March 25, 2006 ((About Oblivion: My comp is a Sempron 3400+ with 2GB Ram and a GeForce 6800 GT card. I'm having no trouble. Don't get it for Xbox though, this is still Elder Scrolls and the term "streemlining" is relative, if you know what I mean.)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rogue15 Posted March 29, 2006 Share Posted March 29, 2006 ((wow, lucky i decided to check this, got back in galaxies, as you can tell by my sig)) *Kioet nods* Kioet over comm: Right away. *Kioet looks at Farran, then raises his weapon with his right hand and fires a burst-shot into the air* Kioet: ENOUGH ALREADY. Aren said she has something to show the two of you, she said it is a secret about the sleepers. Follow me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kuuki Posted March 29, 2006 Share Posted March 29, 2006 Korriban *Irvine continues his wander until he finds an isolated section of the temple he hadn't noticed before. A tomb. He quietly walks throughout the tomb, seeing a few more alcoves of former Sith lords laid here, that is if their bodies finaly made it there. A few did, others unmarked and some empty. He finally approched one odd stone coffin that laid outside it's alcove. It was marked: "Irvine Sihen Palpatine" Irvine's heart jumped and he grabed his lightsaber and ignited it. When he did, he was compelled to swing it in a defencive motion just before a blue saber's beam made contact with Irvine's neck. The opponent fliped through the air and landed softly on the ground with his back turned. The man was wearing jedi robes and had short red hair, his saber was low to his right. Dispite the appearence, Irvine knew who this man was... The man turned to face Irvine and it was... .. Irvine's clone, with a glearing smile his white iris' looking stright at Irvine's brown eyes, trying to insite fear.* Irvine "I thought your body was destoryed, why you've aged again!!" F Irvine "Pity, I though you were a little brighter then that." *F Irvine zips stright at Irvine with his lightsaber, Irvine swings at F Irvine's side, but as soon as Irvine had spun out of F Irvine's way, the clone performed his own spin and blocked the counterattack. Irvine jumped a few feet away thus also F Irvine. Irvine kept his stance with his blade infront of him, a ready gaurd, however F Irvine held his outward and leaving himself what appeared to be an unguarded stance. Irvine took the bait and swung at his clone. F Irvine spun around and blocked the attack and sent a hard kick to Irvine's mid-section, sending him at least 16 feet backwards and onto the unlevel ground. Irvine grunted in pain as his back landed on the uneven surface, but he had to roll out of the way for F Irvine was already coming down with an attack from above. After Irvine came back to his feet he put himself into a guard position again, he though that his Makashi stance was strong but he wasn't sure what style his clone was using. It kept himself open too much, but it allowed him to counter attack anything that was sent at him.* Irvine frusterated "How did you become powerful again!?" F Irvine laughing as he walked slowly to Irvine "How much have you learned here? What had Cracken try and make you see here the first time you were here but that pathetic Master of yours kept you from seeing?" Irvine "How do you know that I was here before, just becuase I came here doesn't mean anything." F Irvine taping his head "I know lot's about you. Remember back on Coruscant when I fought Cracken head on?" *Irvine's eyes widen and his heart skips a beat as the sudden relisation hit's him. F Irvine was able to fuse with other beings, and attempted to do so with him at the Imperial center, but Cracken stopped him. F Irvine only made a partial fuse with Irvine.* Irvine "You're drawing your power from me!!" *F Irvine extends his hand and Irvine falls to his knees suddenly feeling exausted. F Irvine turns and clenches his hand squeezing Irvine's throat from afar.* F Irvine "Now when you die, I don't have to have a direct connection with you to have your power. And when that happens I'll have all the strength I need to kill Cracken." *F Irvine lift's Irvine and throws him into the empty coffin, and force pulls the stone coffin shut. Then he walks up the the coffin and pushes it into the alcove, keeping Irvine from attempting to push the coffin open...* F Irvine "...Could have killed you any way I wanted, but at least suffication should do just fine, hell, at least you have a grave to rot in!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BattleDog Posted March 30, 2006 Share Posted March 30, 2006 ((Must....leave....gate...until....later....must....reply....to.... Wait, there's nothing to reply to! Hay, Red? Are you going to say anything to Volmount?)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kuuki Posted March 31, 2006 Share Posted March 31, 2006 ((yeah, i was kinda wanting to know if Deac's Jedi was going to do anything...)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flamehart Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 ((At least you can play Oblivion, my PC locks up/crashes to desktop randomly with my Geforce 6200 128 mb, P4 2.4 ghz, and 1 gig of RAM. If you have any idea what to do about that send that news my way /offtopic Yeah, I don't have anything to post for either yet. Waiting on that on my end too.)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Redwing Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 ((I probably won't get a chance to reply till after next Wednesday; maybe not until the weekend. Sorry)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kuuki Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 ((god damn you red XP)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Writer Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 ((Seems we're all waitin' for someone... Red? Admiral? Don't be pullin' a JM on us and leavin' without warnin'... seriously, he's been gone for near 4 months... anyone know if he's alright??)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Admiral Odin Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 ((I haven't heard a peep out of JM for a long time. Alright to give everyone a quick update, like Red I'm very busy. My time is basically being eaten up between going to college, and preparing tax returns. When I'm not working on taxes or in class, I'm usually writing up a paper of somekind. For instance, today I just wrote up one paper, will write up and will be writing up another tomorrow. All the while working on a story I have due for a class. This coming week I'll be very busy. In all likely hood I will try and reply Wednesday, and this weekend. So if you can please be patient just a little while longer, I'll try and reply as much as I can. After this coming week, and once tax season is over I should have more free time.)) Gladsheim Station: Resturant Idona: We have a paticular interest in the Jedi Order. Consequently we keep watch the order closely and keep very good records. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Writer Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 ((I miss JM )) Riebe smiled slightly. "I think you have an interest in more than just the Jedi," she pointed out. "After all, the Sith Hunters were not Jedi, though we did help them when and where we could." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BattleDog Posted April 2, 2006 Share Posted April 2, 2006 ((JM didn't leave a message before going MIA so I'd say its more than just an extended holiday. All we can hope is that wherever he is he's all right. Yeh, I'm still playing Oblivion and really I'm waiting on Cracken, again. I'm considering torpedoing his SSD and taking over the Empire.)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Admiral Odin Posted April 3, 2006 Share Posted April 3, 2006 Gladsheim Station: Resturant Idona: Well any interest in the Jedi would logically include groups that are closely related to them, such as the Sith Hunters. Valda: In the old days, when the order was young you would probably have been given the title of Knights. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Writer Posted April 3, 2006 Share Posted April 3, 2006 "Perhaps," Riebe nodded thoughtfully. "And yet later we would have been exiled. 'There is no emotion, there is peace...'" She shook her head. "We do not follow their code and we've been known to use Dark Side powers to accomplish that which needed to be done." She smiled slightly. "In the handful of years I lived with the Jedi before the Empire, they were reluctant to deal with me. I accepted missions from the Council, but they usually sent me to the Rim for extended periods of time. Out of the way." She leaned back and sighed. "But I'm sure you know all of this." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Admiral Odin Posted April 5, 2006 Share Posted April 5, 2006 Gladsheim Station Idona *smiling*: We know, but still as my friend says you would have been made Knights back then and you wouldn't have been exiled. Of course the order was very different and they followed a different code then. *Godwyn perked up a little as Idona began discussing the old Jedi, his meal forgotten for the time being* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deac Posted April 5, 2006 Author Share Posted April 5, 2006 [Go ahead with the action in the Jedi temple, it's out of Gavaan's jurisdiction] Imperial Research Base, Bridge *Deac and the team enter. Several bodies float in the zero g.* Deac: Ick. Access the computer files, see if we can pull up anything. Comm: ISD's launching boarding craft. Deac: Hurry this up then. We don't want an incident. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kuuki Posted April 5, 2006 Share Posted April 5, 2006 ((bout time deac XD What was last posted in the jedi council (so we all dont have to go back) Flax: Try Master Flax for starters, as to Luke's whereabouts, suffice to say he's not here and if you have something to say you are standing infront of two members of the Council. Volmount "I know who you are Master Flax, and I never ment any disrespect, however as Master Gavaan tells me, for my particular business I must speak with Master Skywalker." )) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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