error
Youngling
I find your lack of faith disturbing....
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Post by error on Jun 15, 2006 2:17:21 GMT -5
Kain walked the labrith that was the Sith Temple, a black cloak pulled over his head. Only his pale face and red eyes was the only thing that could be seen, however his fang like teeth, peeking from his lips aslo inspired fear in all who passed him.
Kain finally walked tword one of the Sith Gaurds in the area, "Where is the master of this Temple?" hissed Kain, in a dark, raspy voice. "You have no right to ask, are you even a student?!" asked the gaurd. "Let me re-phrase that." said Kain, shooting a bolt of lighting onto the gaurd, "NO!! ARGH!!! THE PAIN!!! HAVE MERCY!!" cried out the gaurd, having reached a whole new level of suffering. "Tell me WHERE the LEADER of this temple is!" demanded Kain, forceing more lighting onto the gaurd, "NO!!! ARGH!! THE PAIN-!!!" cried out the gaurd, crying in torment and misery. "If you will not answer then DIE!" hissed Kain, the lighting turning too an odd red and orange beam, draining the very life from the gaurd. "NO!!! MERCY..I...ugh.." the gaurds face turned pale, his muscle, and skin fell to the bone, his eyes disolved, and his skin decomposed, until only a skeleton remained, it fell to the ground, and disolved into dust.
"Impressive." said a voice behind Kain, clapping, "And who are you?" hissed Kain, drawing his lightsaber and spinning around. "Just a simple student, and do not worry I seek no retribution for that gaurd, those too weak to defend themselves derserve their fate." said the Student. "The Lord of this temple, I belive can be found lurking the halls of it, I am not certain but I'm sure you will find someone who will know." said the student, bowing and walking away. "Well, at least someone hear is useful." said Kain, drawing back his saber and walking tword the temple.
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Post by Ruthless Gravity on Jun 17, 2006 15:56:03 GMT -5
Hizre smirked, three sith were around him they were assassins to come and kill him. Reasons? Unknown to him...fact - they were here to kill him.
The Kalee was stuck in a crater like structure were three sith assassins awaited for him to make his move or his last move. All three ignited their sabers with effiecient timing. Hizre did not take off his cloak, he knew that he could die or that he might survive. Either way, this could leave a mark upon him. Hizre slowly took out two lightsabers from both of his sides and the cloak easily slid off his shoulders revealing himself to the three on top.
"Are you ready to die La'res?" One of the spoke.
"Are you ready for yours?" Hizre responded. A cloud of dust begin to pick up all around, all three of them could feel the force flowing all around them.
Hizre could not see infront of him, it got so shrouded around him that he could only see 1 feet infront of him. The defeaning sound of the dust and wind together made it even harder but he could sense them and hear their lightsabers move around.
A stunning sound was behind him, footsteps beneath the ground vibrated. A split second later Hizre clutched his foot and brought it towards the incoming assassin. It connected into the assassin's gut - a crushing blow to one rib and force the assassin to fly against the crater wall.
Another assassin dropped from above, Hizre he hear the saber sizzling against the dust particles. Hizre simply moved to the side as the assassin landed on the spot where Hizre was prievously was. The second sound was clashing lightsabers, Hizre ignited his sabers quickly and began to fight the assassin next to him.
The next assassin was just walking up to Hizre, the footsteps were silenced by the wind and dust around Hizre. The Kalee threw his right saber into the air as he knocked the assassin infront of him with his long elbow. He clutched the flying saber with his right as he flew backwards towards the silent walker. Another sound of sabers clashing against eachother. The assassin who cleaned off the rocks and dust off from his tunic slowly began to walk towards Hizre, the other assassin got up from the ground and wiped the blood from his nose.
Hizre interlocked with the assassin who he was fighting against and the assassin skinned against the Kalee's left arm, without hesitation - Hizre punched the assassin in the gut and then swung his left foot into the assassin's shin. A crackling sound uttured through out the crater. Both assassins looked at eachother and ran towards Hizre while he was interlocked with the other assassin.
Hizre notice a brief glimpsed of a red saber coming to his side, then a sharp pain followed...he was stabbed on the left side of his chest, it punctured his lung. He let go of the assassin and the assassin fell down in pain with his broken leg.
The other assassin rose his saber then Hizre used the force to push the assassin off and against a sharp metal pole sticking from the crater. The assassin screamed in agony and died quickly as the pole went through his chest.
The last assassin quickly swipped his saber towards Hizre's head, Hizre was only quicker and unhooked the saber from the other assassin's belt and stabbed him in his chest. The assassin looked in pain at Hizre then died.
Hizre got up slowly holding onto his wound from the saber then grabbed the broken legged assassin and threw him on top of the crater as Hizre jumped to the top. Blood oozing from his lips, Hizre quickly made his way back to the Temple to be healed.
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Post by Cyberguy on Aug 8, 2006 23:22:03 GMT -5
Ssip Gol, having been exiled from his home and people, had been, for the past few weeks, traveling the galaxy, searching for a means by which to gain more power. His search had led him to Korriban, a world he had been told by a now deceased smuggler was of the Sith. Ssip had no idea who or what the Sith were, but he had been told by said dead smuggler they were dark users of the Force. It seemed ike a good place to start. He had taken a ship that belonged to the very same dead smuggler and traveled to the barren, mountainous world and had found very little. Until he came across a certain temple.
The temple astounded Ssip, not just because of it's size and obvious purpose, but because of the aura it had. Ssip was not very good at sensing the past or the future, or reading traces of The Force. But he was very good at reading emotions. And there had been many here. But, to Ssip's surprise and delight, there were no more than six pleasant ones that had left their mark. He could feel the remnants of thousands of being's anger and pain. He felt the power and raw emotion course through him. It was exhilarating. He had to get more of it. And so Ssip entered the Temple. It looked deserted. But Ssip knew otherwise. He could sense the emotions of quite a few others from within the building. Anger, pain, curiosity, malicity.
And confidence. Ssip sensed one who was sure he was going to succeed. But it was not a noble success. He could feel the darkness of it. Someone was absolutey certain they would do something terrible and succeed. Ssip turned. Someone thought they were going to kill someone else. Ssip turned towards where he sensed the emotion. A dark blur was coming towards him. Someone thought they were going to kill him. Ssip, however doubted it. The dark Selkath brought up his Fira and struck at the blur, knocking his would-be killer to the ground. Ssip narrowed his eyes as the figure, a human wearing strange dark robes and carrying a metal cylinder, stood and turned to face him. He had failed to slice this opponent open. He would have to do better next time.
Ssip dropped into a fighting stance and waited for the man to strike. The man, in turn, said something in basic, a language Ssip barely knew, and pressed a panel on the cylinder, igniting a long, red beam of energy. Ssip was impressed, to say the least. He had never seen a weapon such as this before. He would have to take it for himself after he finished killing the dark jedi before him.
The dark-robed figure ran at Ssip, still brimming with malicious confidence, raised his lightsaber, as Ssip would soon learn to be the name of the weapon, and brought it down upon the Selkath.
An essential part of training in the Order of Shasa is an art called Lkoth, meaning, in a rough transation, "Weapon body" The idea behind it is that each member of the Order should be completely attuned with his weapon, so that they may be able to feel what the weapon does, thus becoming one with the weapon. Ssip raised up the large blade of his Fira to block the lightsaber, and felt something disturbing. The weapon his opponent used found amost no resistance. It would cut through his Fira like it was so much air. Ssip was dumbfounded. He had never experienced such a power. Now he had to have it for himself. Knowing that his Fira would soon be destroyed and useless, leaving Ssip unarmed against such a weapon, Ssip chose to, at that moment, let go of his Fira, sacrificing it to give him the few precious seconds that the dark jedi would need to follow through with the momentum and cut through the heavy cortosis that the Fira was constructed of. He sidestepped his opponent, extended his venom-tipped claws, and slashed at the back of his opponent's neck. He did not hesitate. He was already a mad-claw.
Selkath venom is unlike any other venom in the galaxy. It is not thick, rather it is more oily, allowing it to flow not just through the veins, but through capillaries, lymphatic systems, and skin itself. It usually took only a minute before the venom spread throughout the enitre body. The venom also was not lethal. But it's victims wished it was. The venom begins by relaxing every muscle it comes in contact with, disabling it's victims. It then proceeds to blind it's vitims, but only so ong as the venom stays in their system, and then, when it hits the brain, the venom tricks the brain into sending constant body-wide pain signals.
Ssip stood back and grinned as the dark jedi grunted in pain from the claws, turned with his lightsaber, fell to the ground, unable to move any muscles, and then began screaming and wretching in searing pain. The Selkath stepped over his foe and picked up his weapon. He ignited it himself and toyed with it. Lkoth with this would not be easy. He then looked down at the still wretching body of his opponent and grinned. He wasn't going anywhere, and the venom, as well as the pain, would stop in about an hour. He come back a little before then and kill him.
The dark selkath proceeded to search the building for knowledge, or more of what he perceived to be Sith. Whichever came first, though he would enjoy killing any he found.
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Post by Cyberguy on Aug 12, 2006 11:12:08 GMT -5
After three days of wandering the maze-like temple of the Sith, Ssip had learned much. He had found records of the Sith and had found more than enough dark Jedi to test out his newfound abilities. This temple, this whole planet was full of the darkness. It was like the shadow of the galaxy. As dark and maddened as Ssip had been when he first got here, he was still being feued upon raw emotions. But now, now the Dark selkath had been corrupted, twisted by the Dark shadow's power. But the shadow did not control him. No. It was not as the others of the Order had said. They had said that the Thesslro, or Great Shadow, turned Force-sensitives mad and controlled them, eventually leading to their deaths so that they coud feul the eternal darkness. But Ssip knew better. They had just lied to him. Or they didn't know. They were foolish. And they were weak. No selkath in that pathetic Order could match him now.
He currently sat in the center of a corpse-filled room around a Pyramidal structure. He could feel it's power. He knew it's purpose, that's why the others had wanted it. But it was now his. All his. He would have to find a way to open it. Yes. Once it opened, Ssip would take it's power and, once he had enough power. He would exterminate all, first those who were in the temple, then those who were on the planet. He would command it all. Once he opened this, he could begin.
(Ooc: Look! A crazy demented Selkath!!!)
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Post by guruman on Feb 10, 2007 16:06:10 GMT -5
A small ship landed next to the Sith Temple. Outstepped, the former Jedi-Turned-Evil, Cole Guruna. He stepped towards the Sith temple, hoping that a sith would come out.
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Post by Cyberguy on Feb 10, 2007 20:37:20 GMT -5
(Guruman, as much as I may come to regret it later, I must tell you that this site is dead, and the community has moved to a new URL, swrponline2.proboards107.com/ )
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Post by guruman on Feb 13, 2007 15:34:53 GMT -5
(( I was nearlly in there!))
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