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Deep inside his moutaint hideaway, the strange presence continued his vigil. Things were expanding though. Each of his prey was coming closer, and a new one had joined them. Unexpected, and unlooked for, the Darkstar had become a force again. Now, if only they'd continue on, just a bit further. He would soon have them trapped, including this one who seemed to be causing trouble in the database. There'd be no one to stop him this time.

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((OOS: Deac is gone for two weeks...thus, with Deac's permission, I'm disabling his character. [any of you can run into him, you just can't wake him up ;)] Also with Deac's permission [and with experience] I'm going to be RPGing the Darkstar for that time))

 

Deac thought he sensed a presence behind him. He whirled, placing his hands on his lightsabers. But there was nothing there; nothing but a pile of rocks. So he began walking again.

 

Then he was down, rolling on the ground, only catching a glimpse of the fifty-foot "pile of rocks" that had just clubbed him over the head. And for the second time in less than a day, Deac Starkiller was knocked unconscious.

 

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Starr continued forward to the five doors as the Darkstar spoke to Cracken.

 

You decline? A pity. So much, we could have done so much together. Syrnl did, before his pathetic "redemption". I can sense that you need power, Lord Cracken. Well, I am power, and you only have to reach out and take it.

 

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The hallway ended at a door. Rwos stuck his hand on the lockpad. Nothing happened, which didn't really surprise him. However...these doors weren't like the outside blast doors...they looked like they could be pried apart, if you were strong enough.

 

Rwos pried his claws into the crack were they joined and began to pull them apart. He could hear the lock mechanism giving as they slowly came apart...and then they finished opening of their own volition.

 

In front of him was a grand audience chamber. Lord Cracken stood in the middle. Starr was at the far end. In front of Cracken was something that looked like black smoke.

 

The smoke somehow gave the impression of turning and looking at Rwos. Termand Se'enth Rwos? I thought I sensed you around. Remember me?

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*cracken was thinking...... he couldn't trust this being, but he did offer him a one up on the competition. And maybe this thing could tell him where the Time Matrix was.... none the less, if he needed an out, he DID have one.... though that did require much concentration and access to the Force..... an interesting predicament. At that moment, Rwos decided to show his ugly face inside the audience chamber. Cracken truned to the ghostly being*

 

Darkstar, what guarentee will i have... if any, that after this is all over, i will regain my body, if possession is your thing?

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((I'm finally back)).

 

Odin and Vidar continued to walk towards the mountains. Besides the one bloody encounter their trip has been uneventful. Finding an abandoned speeder, the two hot wire the vechile and head off at a much faster rate to the mountains.

 

Finally deciding to rest, they stop the speeder, and search for a sheltered spot. After 15 minutes of searching, they finally find a larger enough area under some large rocks. Taking turns sleeping and standing watch the night passes without any incidents.

 

Getting up, they walk towards the speeder to only find that something destroyed it.

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((OOS: Admiral, you just put yourself bloody hours ahead of us :D))

 

"Possession" is not my "thing". Wh-

 

Rwos: It isn't? What do you call what you did to me, then?

 

You were a fool. You-

 

Starr: *returning to Cracken's side and staring at Rwos* Master, do I have permission to eliminate this little worm?

 

*The Darkstar suddenly sounds agitated* I'm so sorry, but I must go. I'll be back again, Lord Cracken...if you survive. *The Darkstar breaks up into smoke and vanishes into the cracks*

 

Rwos: What... *he begins to feel dizzy. He can feel some sort of drug filtering through his skin...invisible gas...Cracken and Starr had already fallen... He could barely stand...but maybe because he was a gargoyle he...could...resisssss......

 

Rwos joined the others on the floor in a dead faint.

 

Above them all, Ken'atra Sorack continues to search the Renare database.*

 

((OOS: That was to keep us all in the same time frame...I suppose superthrawn's character can take responsibility. ;)))

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The trap had been sprung. Now, the creature had them where he wanted. Three had already been captured, and a steady diet of sedatives was keeping them quiet until the right time came. Even now, his agents outside the mountain were taking care of the pesky Odin and Vidar, and lugging the already unconcious forms of Flax and Deac back to the hideaway.

 

Each of the heroes awoke inside some sort of dark room, chained individually to a slab of stone with Force-strengthened binders over their wrists and ankles. Occasionally one would let out a small groan, but would be silenced quickly by the "medic" standing by their side. Each of the medics was constantly dripping a small amount of sedative into the captives, keeping them alert but drained. The only illumination provided by several torches placed at seemingly random intervals on the walls. In front of them stood a shrouded figure, a bit bent over from years, and quite pale, but otherwise healthy. He just stood there and stared at them for quite a while, until finally, he decided that it would be prudent to speak.

 

"Hello, my captives. Welcome to the Pit of Incarceration. Here, you will be kept prisoners until you divulge all information I want from you, then I kill you. It's a simple system really, and there is no hope. So don't even think of trying to escape. I guess we should start with the easiest one."

 

Turning to look at Deac, a look of concentration crosses his face, and then he relaxes.

 

"He was asleep. It was very easy to find what I needed from him. I hope you all have fun on your quests with the Time Matrix. Of course, I'll kill you before you ever can leave."

 

Once more turning to Deac, he produces a lightsaber from the folds of his robe, and walking at a crisp pace over to where he was restrained, he ignited it, and in a frenzy of fury, chopped his head cleanly off. When the smoke had cleared and the impromptu projectile had come to rest, he turned to look at the rest of the prisoners.

 

"Now then, who would like to go second?"

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OOS: Admiral, Battledog, I apologize. Redwing is mad at me for my little dip into godmoding in capturing you w/o giving you a chance to fight back. If you're outraged, we can go back and to this again, but I think that would just be wasting time, personally, and it would make it much less fun for all the characters who are sedated at that time, because they'd be taken out of the game. Give me a shout back on this one guys.

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((OOS: It wasn't that necessarily, it's the mode of capture. They could have easily won a fight. Instant knockout gas? Not much you could do against that, especially sans Force/magic, or any kind of warning. But a fight? They could have easily won, except you said "they didn't".

 

That might be irrelevant soon though. And you didn't actually state that you captured Odin or Vidar, so that should be left up in the air till Admiral replies.

 

edit: And there ya go. Admiral, do you think you'll be able to describe Asgard any? Cuz that's the next stop. Ken'atra can only take so long to get information before he's off is what I mean))

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*Ken’atra sighs and moves away from the endless stream of the database. He’s done collecting all the info that he needs and not a moment to soon. If he had to read another line of that dry, rambling and completely mind-numbing drabble he would go insane. Oh well, whoever said changing time was easy…or fun for that matter. A strand of black hair falls in front of his eyes.* Grrr…that’s it! *He traps the strand of offending hair between his fingers and glares at it. As he glares at it it starts to shrink until it is short enough not to bother him anymore, but then a pang of guilt clutches his heart. Isn’t that the strand that his mother would always play with? She always told him to never change it cause it gave him personality and made him ‘cute as a button’ (whatever that meant). And hadn’t he, with all the zeal of a young child, promised to always keep that strand of hair for her? He forgot; he forgot his promise to his mother* Details are slipping… *the strand of hair that always irritates the living heck out of him grows back to its former length and dangles in front of his eyes as if in triumph. He glares at it again; swearing that if it weren’t for his mother it would be gone in a second. Oh but aren’t these the emotions that are ever so dangerous to a Sith: love, devotion, happiness. They are all emotions that the mere memory of his former family stirs up, but the reality of their slaughter brings forth much more Sithly qualities. Anger. Pain. Revenge. And the never ending Hate he has for the people responsible.* Oh stop wallowing in self-pity, Ken’atra. You have better things to do. *And just like that all unwanted thoughts and emotions are whisked away with a flick of his hand as he touches the Time Matrix and concentrates on where he wants to be* I’ll be seeing you again soon mom… *And just like that, he’s on his way*

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*Rwos awoke. Or something like it. Was he dead? No...he was alive...but...something...

 

His mind cleared just a little bit. Enough for him to try to make sense of the situation.

 

He seemed to be bound to a stone slab. He couldn't move his body at all. There was a cloaked figue standing on the other end of the room, saying something that was hard to make out.

 

...captives...elcome to th...Incarceration. Here, you will b...prisoners until...all information I want from you, then I kill...simple system...there is no hope. So don't...trying to escape. I guess we should start with the easiest one."

 

What on earth was this creature doing? Why had he captured them? He wanted...information? He wanted to get information from them, then kill them? Figures. Wait..."Start with the easiest one"?

 

He was asleep. It was very easy...find what I needed from him. I hope you all have fun on your quests with the Time Matrix. Of course, I'll kill you before you ever can leave.

 

The hell. He knew about the Time Matrix. He---

 

The man walked over to Deac, and sliced his head off. If Rwos could have screamed, he would have done so.

 

And then he was falling, his head was suddenly clearing, and he barely managed to slow his fall with his wings before he hit the ground hard.

 

Deac was next to him. In one piece. Alive. Simply unconscious with a newly forming large bruise on the flesh remaining of his head and circuits fizzing in his body.

 

Ten feet away, a very pale human stood. His eyes were bright red. His ears seemed to be pointed underneath his long black hair. He also didn't smell right for a human.

 

But that wasn't what interested Rwos the most about him. The thing that had Rwos' attention was the large, shimmering globe the young man was standing next to.

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*His eyes focus on the strange looking creature in front of him, what a funny form to be in. The unconscious one next to him stirs some kind of memory in him, but no matter, he didn’t come here to toy with them. He focuses on the Time Matrix and it shimmers in his hands before shrinking down in size to the poin where it fits in his palm. He puts it in his pocket and then using the force he tosses them aside as if they were dolls and walks past them*

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Not agaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnn!

 

*SMACK*

 

Wall...ow. Aargh.

 

*He sat up. Great. Obviously, that was the Darkstar, or at least in name. Reletha's apprentice. And obviously enormously strong with the 'Force'. And that must have been the Time Matrix!*

 

Perfect. Just perfect! Like we could take that on with our bloody powers intact!

 

*What was going on here? What kind of game were those numbskulls called "Craynoir" and "The Aeges" playing?

 

And hadn't Deac just got his head cut off?

 

Rwos looked at Deac's body, lying next to him, still unconscious. And very obviously in one piece.

 

Were they all immortal then?

 

Never mind that. He had to get to...what had that lizard called him...Ken'atra. He had to get the Time Matrix. Before history could be warped. Or anything else happen.

 

He looked up at his surroundings...*

 

((OOS: Admiral, this would be us on your planet Vanaheim [or Asgard?]

 

edit: *read your PM* Yeah, Asgard.))

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((This will be a somewhat of a long post, with a description of Asgard. First I will explain how Odin and Vidar joined the group)).

 

While the two were walking, a group of unknown men ambush them. Fighting quickly ensued the suprise attack. It was only five versus the two Aesir, so they thought they would have fun with them. Disarming them, they procede to beat them to a pulp. In their fun they failed to notice a sixth man throwing a gas gernade. A thick cloud envelopes the warriors.

 

Odin:Who threw that gernade?

 

Vidar:I thought we disarm....

 

The two fell to the ground, asleep. They are carried away.

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(now onto description of Asgard)

 

Asgard, is a temperate world. It has a moderate to large size oceans. The oceans devide the world into 5 continents. To the north are majecstic mountains. Asgard is a mixed world, filled with mountains, and flat grazelands. Forest dominate the land. To the exterme north and south of the planet are covered like Earth, cold, harsh tundra.

 

The capital of Asgard is Valhalla. Odin's palac is located there. It is the largest city and is awe inspiring. Cobboled stoned roads. Designed in a basic circle, with the palace in the center. Cities of Asgard, think of something like Naboo style roads.

 

There is regular transportation, to basically anywhere you need to go. Now at the moment in time a war has been raging for centuries between the Aesir and Vanir. Meaning many cities are war torn, and not at their peak condition. Military bases and civilian spaceports can be found at any city. A truce has been anounced, so there is no fighting at the moment. Peace meeting are about to be held in a couple of days.

 

Does this do to for a description? (if you need more I'll post more).

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Odin waking up. Groggle looks around. Sees nothing that should have been there. The mountains were gone, replaced by a city wall. The Aritcheture somehow very familar to him. (Odin and Vidar slept through everything, untill being awakened by Ken'atra's push.) Getting to his feet, Odin looked around, this was a different world, a very familar world. Finally seeing Rwos, against the wall.

 

Walking over to him: Rwos where are we, and what happened?

 

Meanwhile Vidar, had awakened against a tree. He had a terrible headache. After a moments search. Vidar finds the road, into the city. Staring him in the face a sign saying: Welcome to Vidi.

 

Vidar: Vidi, but that's on Asgard. This can't be, we were just on Muspelheim (the name the Aesir gave Renare). This can only mean that the time matrix was used, and we are on Asgard.

 

rushing to his father Vidar interrupts Odin's question just before Rwos can answer.

 

Vidar: Sorry father, but I know where we are. We're home, we have been teleported to Asgard. This doesn't bode very well with me. This wall encloses the city of Vidi, but I don't reconize it.

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((OOS:@Battledog: Gotcha ))

 

Rwos: We're on your home planet?

 

*Great. So this Ken'atra was trying to prevent the Holocaust by...preventing the Aesir from getting there. Was he planning to somehow exterminate the species?*

 

Well...this "Ken'atra" definitely has the Time Matrix. He's stronger with your 'Force' than any Jedi or Sith I've ever seen. And...

 

*Rwos looks at Deac, lying next to him on the ground, still breathing*

 

...we're apparently immortal.

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Odin: I guess so. I'm starting to remember this, however Asgard hasn't looked like this since the ancient war. We need to get to a news stand to find out what is going on. Vidar, do you have any money on you?

 

Checking his pockets, Vidar finds 100 credits on him.

 

Odin: Good, we can get to Valhalla with that. We can get help from my people.

 

Rwos, stay here, and watch over Deac, Vidar will get Flax. While I go into the city and get us some transportation.

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Rwos: There's no time for that. We have to find Ken'atra now. If we're immune to mortal injury, Deac and Flax can take care of themselves, even unconscious. We need to stop this being before he can do damage. And we need some sort of plan to do that...I seriously doubt we can take him by brute force.

 

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Above them, a mist moved away. The Darkstar had his own agenda. He needed a host; Ken'atra was at the top of the list, but unlikely to accept him. Then there was Cracken, or even Starr if he couldn't manage Cracken.

 

One way or another, he would get to the Time Matrix. Then, perhaps, it would be the greatest of ironies if he...say, got to Deac Starkiller before the Starkiller avatar could...and twisted him into what Syrnl could have become.

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