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Post by Aeon Kensho™ on Jul 13, 2010 20:54:16 GMT -5
"Rise...First you must replenish your strength."
(The door opens and a commando droid drags in a skinny republic trooper captured at the same time as Ronok. From his troops even. The man is thrown before her new apprentice.)
"Everything is a weapon to the Sith. And the Darkside of the Force is a pathway to many abilities Jedi consider to be unnatural. Such as the power I will teach you now. Force drain."
(Handing Darth Angelus a black training saber covered in platinum Sith runes. Grinning to her new apprentice.)
"Use the Force to force a connection to this man. Pull the life from this man to fuel your own. It his two Ak birds with one stone. It kills your target and heals you. Now...Kill Him!"
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jul 14, 2010 2:43:08 GMT -5
Standing up I see the starved Republic trooper from my old fleet, looking down at disgust, the trooper gets on his knees and begins to beg. Typical, and if I don't he would beg for death, then mercy again, and eternal loop. How annoying, the thought entered my mind quickly and disappeared as quick as it entered.
Taking the lightsaber hilt, I place it on my belt, it swings slightly as I walk to the man. Picking him up I stare into his eyes, spilling dark energies into him I create a bond connecting us.
"Pathetic fool"
The trooper shook violently, feeding on his pain and fear, I let it consume me. Feeling his life draining away I feed it letting it refill me completely and more. My bones and muscles strong again, my blood pulsing as it should, energy renewed, I felt stronger then I did as a Jedi...It felt good.
Watching the droid leave, my eyes dart to my new master. Throwing the dead limp body into the wall behind me with one arm it smashes against the heavy stone wall loudly, the skull was crushed at the might of the impact. Cracking my neck side to side, I was bored, my new master better have something to entertain me with.
"Anymore entertainment master? I'm just warming up"
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Post by Aeon Kensho™ on Jul 14, 2010 21:51:06 GMT -5
"Keep your composure my apprentice. This is only the beginning. Now you are ready to enact vegence on the Blue Sun. Korriban has long been the target of smugglers and scavengers. If they pay us for our protection they are allowed to operate here. Recently a smuggling and scavenger group called the Blue Sun have made camp a few leagues south of the valley of the dark lords."
"When they first landed they were given up demands, which they chose to ignore. Now to go even further they are grave robbing Sith tombs. Right now a group of Blue Sun agents are infiltrating the tomb of Ajunta Pall."
"I want you to go and cleanse the tomb. Kill all there. Then once you have killed them all use their transpost to return to their camp. Wipe them all out. Show no mercy. Leave none alive Lord Angelus. Now go!"
(A droid hands Angelus Sith robes as the dark lord walks out of the now open cell. This was also symbolism. He had broke through everything that was binding him. Now he would reach his true potential. He still had a lot to learn. But with his abilities he is a new threat the Republic. The camp had women and children not to mention a slew of innocents. On top of the robes was a holo disc communicator.)
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jul 16, 2010 20:11:48 GMT -5
Taking the robes and communicator from the droid I motion it to leave me be. Placing the dark gray tunic on the table, and the black boots too, I take off my disgusting Jedi robes. Kicking my old boots away I spit on my previous attire.
In rthe next few minutes I have put on my new attire, but its not to my liking, its not intimidating. I looking like a Gray Jedi, ripping my sleeves off I am able to have more movement, and do beter maneuvers and attacks quicker without being restricted. Using the fabric to my disposal I make a tear here and there, using a torture needle to use as a threading needle. In the next few minutes I was able to make a dark gray kama that fell top the floor. My tabards flow down half way down my shins, my leg movement would be concealed in battle. Smiling at my new robes I feel better. Sliding my large black hooded robe on I fling the hood over my face, my eyes glow under the dark shadow of my face.
Opening the door with a wave of my hand I march out of the chamber and toward to exit to the Valley of the Dark Lords, and the Tomb of Ajunta Pall. my expression on my face was hard, I was determined, and bored.
Once at the door, it opened slowly, once I could walk under the door, I did so. The warmth of daylight hit my skin, not bothering to stop I make my way to a Speeder bike that was left just outside the door. Getting on I turn on the bike and rev the engines, once satisfied the bike was ready, I took off, heading for the Tomb, and my soon to be massacre.
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jul 19, 2010 2:32:54 GMT -5
The bike stopped sharply as I hit the brakes hard, The Tomb of Ajunta Pall. The door was blown in, and there was a guard outside. Putting the hood over my face I go into a limp and create a perfect struggle walk.
"Whats your buisness?"
"I'm here for *inaudiable words*"
The guard squinted his eyes, but before he could touch my hood I had activated my lightsaber and cut his head off. Deactivatiing the black and silver hilt I leave my hood on. Stepping over the dead body, I walk down the ramp toward the voices deeper inside the Tomb.
Once completely inside, I relied mostly on my senses I gained on Dxun to guide myself through the dark Tomb, I could see portable flood lights. Using the force I crushed them into a small cube, slight yells of suprise came from deeper inside in the main chamber. But I took a left and went to a smaller chamber where three guards sat smoking and drinking, once they saw me they all froze.
Sensing their fear I fed on it, activating the hilt in my hand I jumped at one cutting him in two vertically bringing my blade up from the ground, one I caught when he went to run, floating him with the force I crushed his lungs clenching my fist, his bones cracked and broke making a loud crunch, feeding on his pain. Looking at the last one in the corner I threw my lightsaber at him using the force to keep the blade activated and straight.
The red blade plunged into him, but not before he screamed loudly, walking over to him I pull my lightsaber out of him watching him fall. This was exciting, now they know someone is here. Deactivating my lightsaber it creeps back into the hilt, clipping it to my belt I run to the main chamber, smiling I was concealed by the darkness.
Jumping to one I smash his face into a pillar killing him, and whilst mid air I kick one in the head in his temple with my heel of my boot killing him too. Two down two to go, looking at the bigger, more built man I crack my neck and run to him slamming down with all my might with both my hands connected into a single attack. Kocking the man out, I wait for him to fall to his knees, when the brute fell to his knees I wrapped my arm arounf his neck and twisted breaking it easily and fluidly.
Leaping over to the other man I look at him, he was weak, pathetic, hardly worth my time. But I was to eradictae this place of vermin like him, and I love a good massacre. Grabbing his torso garments I pick him up looking deep into his eyes.
"You're a Sith! What are you doing here?"
"You ignored demands by the Sith, now you will pay"
"Over my rotting cor-"
Cutting him off I grab his neck still holding him in the air slowly suffocating him. sensing his fear, pain I feed on it renewing my energy. Once the man died I broke his neck to make sure, throwing him onto the ground, turning around I walk out of the chamber and to the transport they used.
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Post by Aeon Kensho™ on Jul 21, 2010 17:47:53 GMT -5
(Jorak the Rodian in charge of the operation runs out onto a speeder bike. Punching the throttle pedal down he attempts to escape the Sith. Riding down the canyon he hoped to get lucky. Activating the communicator Jork places a headset in his large green ear. Looking back over his shoulder quickly.)
"Boss its Jorak! I was right this idea was aweful."
(Peering over his shoulder the Rodian spots the Sith apprentice. Fear fills Jorak at the sight. He hoped by leaving the others to die he might escape.)
"Sith spit!"
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jul 24, 2010 6:42:34 GMT -5
Gliding on the speeder, I could sense the rodian, tapping into the communications I could hear what he was saying. Fool thought he could warm the boss. Disguising my voice as one of those in the Tomb I went on the comlink.
"Jorak, I told you not to take the Juma too! Sorry about that boss"
"Sort it out Daggen"
"With pleasure"
Turning off the communications I take out my lightsaber hilt activating it. Racing to the Rodians speeder bike I close my eyes and focus on the bike, raising my otrher hand I successfully turn off the bike and crush the engines.
Stopping near the life fearing Rodian I pick him up and slam him into a rock face pointing the red blade at his neck. Not in the mood to be stuffed around my hood flings off revealing my scars, and furious orange eyes, showing my hate and anger toward this thing making me chase him.
"What is the name of your boss Rodian? As you can see I am NOT in the mood for lies and false information. Oh, and I WILL know if you ARE lieing"
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Post by Aeon Kensho™ on Jul 24, 2010 11:28:01 GMT -5
(Looking down to the dead speeder bike beneath him Jorak jumps off tumbling to a stop. Pushing back on the ground as he neared. The man in the black robe smashes the Rodian's face into the stone. He wasn't a fighter he was a cowardly supervisor. The rock cuts his face. The red blade pointed now at his neck.)
"Its Coorta! He made us go to the tomb to fuel his spice addiction and many others I am sure. He promised us we would leave Korriban after this. He told us the Sith temple was abandoned. We only wanted..."
{OOC-A nice little homage to Darth Vader's scene at the end of ROTS when he kills Nute Gunray! ;D}
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Jul 24, 2010 16:00:35 GMT -5
Once happy with my information I let him go, turning and taking a step back. Suddenly I spin around lightning fast and cut him in two! Cutting him from his left hiop to his right shoulder, his upper half collapse on ther ground. Walking away now I get into the Speeder, searching for the coordinates of the Camp.
"Well Coorta, it seems I am going to pay you a visit"
Reving the engines the speeder glides across, using manual control I avoid hitting jagged rocks, looking at the scanner now and then I begin to see a blip on the screen, stopping the speeder I make the judgement the camp is eight hundred metres away.
Getting off I run on the sands of Korriban, sweat trickling down my face as I run, but I ignore it. Running I meet a cliff face, but I could see the camp, I misjudged the length. No matter I still am going to kill everyone there.
A smile comes to my face as I think of the massacre approaching, taking out my binoculars I look at what I have. I could see a human, but he was wearing a combination of Mandalorian armour, and Sith soldier armour. He was bossing them around, and in the middle so he was likely in charge. Figures, but there were slaves, I'll deal with them my way.
Dropping down he cliff face I drop to ledge after ledge until I hit the ground, it was night, so I was covered by darkness hiding in the shadows I use force speed and run into the camp kidnapping a single thug. The screams afterward were inhuman. Sending a force message to Coorta I whisper it, to any thug it would drive to near insanity!
~"Coorta, you have a debt to pay"~
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Post by Aeon Kensho™ on Jul 25, 2010 12:42:43 GMT -5
(Pointing in the sounds of screams the man clad in Mandolorian armor speaks through his voice filter.)
"Sound the alarm. The intruder has arrived!"
(Activating his jet pack Coorta's blue half cape flaps as he plants a landing on the starpad above. Pulling his own rifle out Coorta's men spread out. It was clear they had military training and instructions from their Mandolorian leader. Removing his helmet for a moment Coorta's waving blonde hair hangs down onto his shoulder pad's. Lighting a death stick with a button of his wrist control Coorta indulges his dark addiction.)
(Coorta was impulsive and unpredictable. Also he still had a few tricks up his sleeve. Activating the Auto-turrets Coorta's trap was sprung. Luring the intruder into Auto turret range. Hitting another button on his wrist controls Coorta activates his Mandolorians shuttles engines remotely. Taking a drag of his death stick blowing out a large cloud of smoke. Speaking without the voice filter Coorta's voice is deep and raspy.)
"Lets see what you've got!"
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Aug 2, 2010 0:47:23 GMT -5
The Auto-Turrets came online and spread out, watching two come near me I rsie my arms concealed by night and crushed them with the force clenching my hands into tight fists, two down four to go.
Using the force to boost my movements five fold in speed I run to the next turret and activate my new black and silver hilt. The red blade hisses out of the hilt, before the turret locks on to me it is in two and explodes. Deactivating my hilt I become invisible in the darkness again, the soldiers muttering about past ghosts on Korriban while other speak of a Jedi, a Ghost Guardian. After destroying the last of the turrets, my attention turns to the people, not just the thugs but the innocents. My master Visciouz told me to kill all...So be it.
With a loud and quick hiss my red blade snaps from my hilt and illuminates my figure. Running past everyone I saw I cut them down killing them, women and children too. I was enjoying myself, but I was also keeping it to myself, not letting it show.
Once at the last family, I could recognize features of Coorta, the earlobe was short, nose was pointed but small, eyes were a misty blue. Thrusting my blade into the woman's chest I drag the child out kicking and screamign from the tent.
"Coorta! I believe I have something of yours, and I have taken from you too! Come down here or I WILL gut him like a fish!"
Hating it when they fled I wanted him to come to me, and with his son's life in my hands he would have to come down to save him. Looking at the man, I could feel his fear of lose, and anger. Using it to my advantage I fed on his fear and anger toward me and his son creating more energy taking in more than what I needed.
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Post by Aeon Kensho™ on Aug 2, 2010 14:45:24 GMT -5
(Throwing his death stick on the ground, Coorta places his blue Mandolorian helmet on. Lifting his open palm to the Sith infiltrator.)
"Stop! I will give you whatever you want. We will pay the tribute! Please don't!"
(Ready to hit his wrist controls if the Sith should kill his son. Coorta's weakness had been revealed his young son was in danger. A vast array of weapons were available from his wrist controls. The wind blows up the half cape hanging from Coorta's right shoulder.)
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Aug 4, 2010 0:53:04 GMT -5
"You were given the chance to pay tribute, but you declined all demands. Now you will pay the ultimate price!"
With a quick flick of my wrist I hoped to crush or even disable his wrist bracers. Pushing the boy down I raise my arm and clench my fist fast stretching out to his jetpack tryign to blow it up by igniting the fuel. A cunning trick, it might just work.
Turning to the young boy I again flick my wrist and break his neck with a loud snap. Feeding on the pain, and anger from Coorta I take a deep breath in absorbing all dark emotions from the man.
Twirling my lightsaber in my hand it makes a high pitched hum. Jumping to Coorta I swing down hard hoping to cut his arm off from his elbow. The blow would cause great pain, enough to make any man faint, but Coorta wasn't any man.
"Now you die!"
It had taken me a while but I finally recognized him, he was one of the gaurds that held me captive, my body burning in fury I quickly thrust at his chest and move in for a kick at his stomach straight after. Using my dark energies to boost my strength and speed.
Not wasting time, I wanted to end this quickly, Coorta was in the way of my completing my training, and I will have revenge, starting with his head!
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Post by Aeon Kensho™ on Aug 7, 2010 23:35:47 GMT -5
(Lifting his hands the Sith crushes part of Coorta's wrist controls. Only a small dent goes into each yet they remain functional. Crunching down on the rocket pack Coorta's vents his Jets avoiding a crucial explosion of loss of functionality. Blasting out large flames for a moment. Reaching his hand out toward his son Coorta screams!)
"No!"
(Blasting off with his rocket pack at his target Coorta's is blinded with rage. Lifting his right wrist guard activating an array of wrist band blades in his wrist controls. Holding his arm up the blade are all sliced clear off. Dodging the blunt of the attack knocked back slightly.)
(Upon landing Coorta tumbled over avoiding the thrust. Just as the Sith nails his kick Coorta shoots his flame thrower at the Sith in close range. Firing off two quick tranquilizer darts at the Sith chest Coorta blasts back up onto the landing pad. This Sith was ruthless and Coorta wanted his head now for killing his son. It was personal.)
{OOC-I didn't allow for Angelus to powerplay. Write an attempt at destroying his gear. You can't just write in success it is borderline Gmodding.}
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Darth Angelus™
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Post by Darth Angelus™ on Aug 8, 2010 16:46:04 GMT -5
{OOC - Wow, I didn't even notice that thanks mate! I have been really sick lately and yeah, I shall try to not to do it again. But let's get on with the show}
Blinded by rage Coorta shoots fire at me! Flipping backward I manage to dodge the flame, though my kama was singed. And soon as I landed two darts flew to my direction, using the force to boost my movements beyond my limits, I catch ecah dart in each hand.
An evil smile creeps on my face as I see Coorta flee, running underneaththe structure I hide from the man looking for something to make him scared. Then I saw it, the suport beams and wires of the landing pad!
"This is your end...Coorta Tann!"
Reaching my arm out I begin to crush individual beams, and snapping wires with the force. Once I was happy with my destruction, I pulled a most certainly unexpected trick, gathering major force energy I thrust my arms up sending the platform high in the air.
Walking from the rubble on the ground I watch the pad start to drop down. Thrusting out my arms I bring it back down crushing all vehicles but mine. No escape. Walking into the shadows I become invisible to the naked eye. I now become a predator awaiting its prey.
When I saw Coorta again, I used a Force Dash technique and activated my lightsaber slashing horizontally at his gut, hoping to slice him in two.
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