Chaos

Fri Aug 13, 2010 2:38 pm by The Fallen Lord

*After a night's sleep in the Chaos Palace, Sigilius decides that it is time for him to try and contact Tanda. He starts off meditating and with the aid of the Lord of the Fallen's power he was able to send a force ghost to the Galaxy.*

Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:04 pm by The Fallen Lord

*After severing the connection to Lao-mon, Sigilius decides to try again, but instead of a set destination he sends a ghost to where the force wills it to go.*

Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:31 pm by Gannon No Lapay

*What is...this feeling?*

*I exist...again. Woken from my dreams and sleep...such rest, I enjoyed it immensely. I dreamed of Ryu, and I think...I think I may have touched the Universe in ways I didn't intend. Or did I? Ha ha ha ha ha! I always was a good planner, thinking so far ahead...and in such complex ways...I daresay my approach to the Force surpassed all of my contemporaries...even Sith'ari Feral. But...I never achieved what I'd wanted to. How sad it was.*

*I moved on. I'd entrusted my legacy to Ryu. So why did I wake up now? Whose hand is this?*

"Whose voice is this?"
*I want to return to my slumber. I don't want to force my existence any longer than it needs to. A peace that surpasses all...isn't that totally against what it means to be a Sith?*

*To Chaos with it-- (oh wait, I'm already there!) it matters not, anymore, who is or is not a Sith. I was one, in life. I prefer the nothingness of death. This Chaos, a place of torment? Bah! Anyone who says so is greatly mistaken. For in Chaos, there is beauty. In the perpetual motion, there is peace.*

*So why now am I disturbed from it?*

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
*Echoing laughter! A groan, and a stretch...just like you would take if you woke up from such a long sleep...and I took on a true, material form, in the image of what I'd been while I yet lived. I yawned, and looked at the hand in front of me, which apparently was my own.*

Sat Oct 02, 2010 10:48 am by Darth Firiath

*Darth Firiath awoke on the edge of a rock formation, he awoke with a startle, breathing heavily, heart beating faster then ever. He pulls of the top of his robe along with bringing his hands all across his chest. << "No burn marks? puncture wounds? scars?... W-where am I?" >> he thought. Firiath sat up and began studying his surroundings.*
The energies here.. I have not felt this since..
*His eyes widen, realizing where he is. He closes his eyes trying to recall what all happened,*

Jorsar Kotra wrote:*Firiath's impact upon Jorsar sent the Mandalorian straight onto his backside.**Jorsar was actually worried about having to engage in close-combat until the Sith jumped off him, because the napalm was burning through his armour joints. That gave Jorsar all the time he needed as the Sith tore off his armour, to prop himself onto one preliminary hand and unleash another salvo from his Gatling Gun at the Sith, who was standing not a couple of feet away.*
*The Gatling Gun unleashed another 2/3 second, 750 slug salvo at Firiath, his targeting sensor's having a large target as the Sith was standing closer than before. The slugs moving at a velocity of 3380 feet per second would be upon Firiath in 0.000222 seconds.*

:: Check-mate. ::

Darth Firiath wrote:*Seeing the mando starting to take aim at Firiath with the gattling gun, since there does not seem to be any other alternative to dodging the gun he decided only one thing.. << If I'm going down, hes coming with me. >> he thought. Firiath brought the sword up to his side, holding onto it with a tight grip with both hands, and started running straight into the hail of fire. He put all the hate, anger, fear and wanting his revenge on the mandos, which strengthed him even more. Already taking quite a few hits, Firiath put one last burst of speed and jumpped up and over towards the mando, performing a mou kei attack. Even though the technique was used with lightsabers, the strength and extra momentum from the fall makes his sword almost as deadly as a lightsaber, capable of slicing straight through personell armor. In the middle of the fall, Firiath aims for the mandos head to hopefully slice through the helmet, taking him to the void with him, but at the last second he faked and went straight through his arm, slicing through the armor and severing his left arm, slightly to the left of the shoulder, he aimed to bring the sword straight through a join spot within the armor, which is normally a weak area. After landing, Firiath then tumbles onto his back gasping for air from being penetrated hundreds of times by the gun. << So this is how it ends.. My family slaughtered during the Mandalorian Wars, and now, over a millenia later they finish the job.. >>, he thought. While laying there, he reached out towards Archangels mind,*
<< My Lord.. I.. I have failed you.. Please.. Defeat these mandos, drive them from our home! >>

*Taking one last breath Firiath glances around the entrance hall, then passes into the void, joining his fellow Sith brothers in the Netherworld.*

*Bringing his hands up, Firiath covers his face for a second, fully accepting the fact that he is in the Netherworld, then stands up and begins exploring.*
Anyone out there?!?!?
*He called.*

Sat Oct 02, 2010 7:52 pm by Electrix

Subject: ShadowLands

Electrix wrote:*Electrix could do nothing to stop the attack. He was exhausted in every sense of the word. He just smiled as he felt the weapon slice his flesh. Pain lets you know you are alive, but he felt no pain. Surprisingly, for as violent as his life and death were, he was for the first time since falling to the DarkSide, at peace. His body lets out one last moaning breath as he passes from the land of the living. The saber in his right hand falls extinguishes and rolls out of his hand to the forest floor. The knuckle sabers in his left hand extinguish as well.*

*Electrix's eyes fly open. Something was different. He looked at his left arm, expecting a prosthetic, but it was his real arm...*

Sun Oct 03, 2010 8:42 am by Darth Firiath

*As Firiath began exploring around, he began to wonder, << If you get killed here.. Will you come back a little bit later? >> He began to chuckle at the thought of killing someone, then hours later he kills the same person over and over and over again.*

Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:39 pm by Darth Firiath

*One thing Firiath knew for sure.. He needed to learn to become a force ghost. Even though this will be a hard path, he has work left to do within the universe. Unfinished business that is. A maimed mandalorian he wishes to finish.*

Sun Oct 03, 2010 7:30 pm by Electrix

*Electrix stands and for the first time in a long time, sees actual feet, so to speak. He looks around slightly confused. He raises his left hand to scratch his head and feels hair. He hadn't felt that in decades. The scars across his body saw to that. He was more confused than ever.*

Sun Oct 03, 2010 7:49 pm by Gannon No Lapay

*New arrivals.*

*I lifted an eyebrow. Red eyes. Yes, when I was alive, I had red eyes! Something I'd nearly forgotten!*

*And I had a tattoo on my forehead...a symbol of my devotion to the Sith, a symbol of my subversion...for what point and/or purpose had all that striving been? It all seemed much too temporal, now.*

*This isn't the first time I've visited this place. I escaped once before. When I did, my return to the flesh had changed my outlook. As though three days in a grave made me a completely different man on the resurrection. Now, was the same thing set to happen?*

*Hatred.*

*Nihilism.*

*Bastards. If I could end the Universe, I would.*

"A cold fury is the most dangerous kind."

*Like insanity. It hides beneath the surface, calculatingly and patiently waiting for a moment to emerge. And then all hell breaks loose.*

Mon Oct 04, 2010 2:11 pm by Gannon No Lapay

*Chaos.*

*Insane though I am, there are times when I must stop and ask myself what I am doing. For instance, why am I still awake, when the placidity of Chaos is far more preferable? Does it mean I really want to return?*

*My genius is a curse on my spirit.*

*Inasmuch as I would rather return to my slumber, I cannot help but form coherent thought...fragmentation, it's impossible. Motives may be fragmented, but never the thought...never the realization. I always have a plan. Usually three. Or four.*

*Although four is a less beautiful number.*

*The number of apprentices I had.*

*Five if you count Sigilius. Five is a more perfect number. But Sigilius ran away.*

"So perhaps it is true that I think in fragmented thoughts. Or perhaps it would be better to call them tangents. Flying on a line of thought and switching direction as unpredictably as a lightwhip."

*Apart from realization of my own form, this was the first I'd spoken of mundane objects since I'd resurfaced from the swirling pit. Did that mean that I am starting to accept my own resurrection as an inevitability? Or do I just peer too deeply into things?*

*A Draethos.*

*Oh, and one more thing...lightwhips really aren't all that unpredictable. If you know what to look for. It requires some degree of comprehension.*

*Do you understand me? What comes next, then?*

Tue Oct 05, 2010 4:01 pm by Darth Firiath

*Firiath sits down on a rock, rubbing both his temples, going into deep though about force ghosts. How the path is done, he can't remember. He has left this desolate place before, but can't recall how he ahd done it.*

Tue Oct 05, 2010 6:52 pm by Gannon No Lapay

"It's very dark here."

"Wonderful, really."

"Anything I want, it's mine. A chair here, a lightsaber, a rotary blaster cannon if I so desire...anything of the mind can be made corporeal here. Why do I want to leave?"

"Or do I want to leave? Not really that. I just want to excise my hatred. Ha ha! Hatred...venting it really makes it run deeper. And maybe, when the Universe gets a taste of my hatred...well, I don't know what would happen then. But it's a start, I guess."

"If I incarnate within a Draethos, then I want to learn how to do an illusion properly. I know how to do them, I just never spent much time on them. Telekinesis was always my staple, but after being in Chaos for so long...I want to infect them with the Mind of Chaos."

*This is the true nature of the Force!*

"There is no Dark Side or Light Side, not like I once believed. There is only this! This Chaos!"

"And now I turn towards the pondering man. What thoughts run through his mind?"

*Where did you come from, I wonder?*

Sat Oct 09, 2010 3:54 pm by Gannon No Lapay

"Well, it seems it's about time...about time I tried that, then."

*It has been so long since I went to the realm of the living...and entropy is trying to keep me here. That is to say, in the finite space of the Universe versus the infinite population of the Netherworld, there is a certain resistance to crossing the other way, if only because I am trying to populate a more crowded area.*

*I also don't really want to leave Chaos.*

*But...whatever. I will do so, since that is apparently what I need to do. And since this will not be my first time, emerging as a ghost, then there shouldn't be any problems. It just requires a certain dominance of will and a refusal to give up any ground taken.*

*And so, I faded from view.*

Sat Oct 16, 2010 8:27 pm by Darth Sevan

*Sevan was driving himself insane at the fact that a mere fool had killed him. Of course the man was a weakling for only challenging Sevan when he had been torn apart by guns and missiles. Sevan tried to remember back to his last time in Chaos but could not. It was hazy to him...he would have to relearn his old abilities.

It had taken him a very long time to learn to become a Force Ghost before but now he should probably be able to learn it slightly faster...if his memories came back.

Sevan sat on the edge of a cliff looking out over a sea that in the light appeared to be made of fire. Sevan smiled, fire....that would be his escape...the never ending power of Nature's greatest element. Sevan pulled energy from around him and created a dome of fire around himself. He did this by speeding up the air molecules until he was able to light a small branch on the ground alight then controled the flame from it. He began to meditate upon his own soul and how to make a path back to the real world.*

Tue Oct 19, 2010 8:09 pm by Darth Sevan

*The flames that enveloped Sevan burned like the surface of the sun on the outside but inside Sevan was comfortable. In death Sevan felt no pain. He kept his mind focused on his body...on the Force...on life. Soon Sevan felt his soul flickering as if it started to move between the worlds..then it stopped. Sevan was still trapped in Chaos.*

Thu Oct 21, 2010 4:58 am by Darth Sevan

*Life....Death...and the Force. That is all there is in Sevan's world. This circle controls everyones life but Sevan would beat it. If Sevan ever did return to the natural world he would learn the secret to immortality. Clones would be made, and Sevan would learn the essence transferrance. BUT first he would have to escape Chaos. Currently that was a bleak undertaking.*

Sun Oct 24, 2010 3:37 pm by Darth Sevan

*Sevan's "body" is cold as ice even though he is surrounded by flames. He begins to feel a presence, this presence is powerful indeed. But not only in the Force but in authority. This is the presence Sevan has been searching for, the Warmaster, Raven Ordinii. Sevan reaches out to Raven, touching his mind and now after weeks of work Sevan's memories flood back and he can finally reenter the universe as a Force Ghost.*

Wed Nov 03, 2010 6:19 am by Gannon No Lapay

*A familiar presence to Chaos re-enters; Lapay returns from his excursion on Nirauan. He materializes. Pulling a chair from nothingness, swirling smoke taking form, he sits; and now he ponders.*

*I think...there is probably no better way than the 'brute force method' to finding a suitable host. Fenrir, Jinn, his family, bah. None of them will suit my needs very well. But the problem is, in a galaxy containing how many trillions of planets, and millions of beings on most of those, how will I know which is the most suitable host?*

*I can already answer this question, before it finished forming in my mind.*

*My choice is not really that important-- if there is a way to ensure that it is not permanent. And there is, that. I know, from eons ago (or so it seems) in my studies of the writings of Palpatine, those studies which I took to be the culmination of my skills leading to my ascension to true Dark Lord of the Sith, that many Sith found ways to cheat death.*

*Well. I am no Sith, anymore. I am not looking to deprive Chaos of myself. Instead, a temporary container is all I'd need. I can, once I manifest truly in the universe, imprint myself on any...within certain bounds, I'm sure. So, the usefulness of my container will be all that's determining how long I remain in it; until I find another, more perfect container. For that matter, why would I want to be permanently tied to a shell? I have no qualms about using beings to my purpose, and disposing of them once they have run out of use.*

*Permanence is contrary to chaos. And, after all, it is my sole intention to introduce to this universe that plagues me as much chaos as I can possibly do.*

*A rageful expression took my face. Here, in solitude, I can allow myself to express my own fury.*

Wed Nov 03, 2010 12:28 pm by Gannon No Lapay

*Lapay's form had grown disproportionate within Chaos; and he appeared more than a little blurred around the edges, his features becoming indistinguishable from the darkness and the smoke around him as his fury waxed. But now, he becomes coherent once more, and the unseen tension of the situation relaxes.*

*My rage abated.*

*I sighed. Not much to do, then; as I said, the 'brute force method' of determination, known by some as 'trial and error', is going to be the one I have to stick with when seeking out a host.*

*Well, the last time I was in such a situation, I had made my way to Ziost. I think that I shall bestow myself upon that planet once more with a visit...it's been ages since I've been there, quite literally. And the last time I was there...it had been when I was trying to create a center for the Sith Empire, under Feral but endeavoring to overthrow him. And it was because I was trying to use a location of significance to the Sith.*

*I think, if I am to truly sever my old affiliations to the Sith, that that should be a place to start.*

*That being decided, Lapay swiftly begins to focus on locating this place. He is not yet powerful enough, or should we say skilled enough, to locate individual beings from this great planar difference from the realm of the living. For they are, after all, parallel planes; and every tie he has made between them has been not to individuals, save Brijus and Ryu, but to places. So Ziost is a simple place for him to find; but he cannot detect individuals on it reliably. Off he goes, then, to investigate personally...*

Wed Nov 10, 2010 6:27 pm by Darth Firiath

*Firiath dwells into deep though, probing his own mind, going through every memory from the moment he arrived at this kriffing place to when he was in battle with the mandos an as well as when he first arrived on Korriban after being away for so long. His search was drawing to an end as each memory he searches through gets closer and closer and closer unto the point when he first left here. Once Firiath thinks he finally is about to reach that point in time within his memories, there is a skip from when he was meditating and ambushed by rogue jedi's to when he came back to the world of the living. Nothing could be found in between, nothing but darkness. Anger began swelling throughout his body, he can feel the hate, anger and the dark forces flowing through his veins.
he KNOWS there is a way out of here but cannot fully remember how it was done.*

*"HOW!", he just wanted to yell. Firiath gets up off the rocks and begins walking aimlessly in a random direction, what held before him, he did not know.*

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