Whill Shaman Dažbog
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Post by Whill Shaman Dažbog on Jun 6, 2013 15:09:06 GMT -8
A dome shaped room held up by 100 ft columns, with the carvings of Sith with light sabers and Korunni Knights in full armor. They are all holding their weapons to the sky and there is a Wookie in full out rage. At the top of the dome is an opening to the sky. The ground is rocky and slightly dusty with a few pillars throughout the grounds. There is a second level on the side for hall way fighting. A variety of droids and traps can be summoned into the grounds.
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Jul 15, 2013 9:59:28 GMT -8
Darth Fang entered the training grounds, the darkness emanating from his very being as he sniffed and looked around. It had been at least several weeks since the grounds where used, several inactive battle droids were scattered around the perimeter beginning to collect dust. The muscular all black shistavanen snorted and shook his head as he continued walking. He was followed by three wookiees, one adult, one near adult, and the last was a shorter wookie most likely a teenager by wookie standards. The first was Waca Bacca Flame, he was a large muscular wookie whose fur was twisted into many dreadlocks around his head. He was well known among the KS and when not training he was either working in the laboratory, creating wookie rap lyrics, or both simultaneously.
The next wookie had premature grey stripes of fur patterned throughout his body and appeared to just be coming into adulthood, he was almost the same size as Wacca except slightly thinner. The last wookie was roughly 5 and a half feet tall with a wild look in his eyes. He scanned the room constantly as if expecting to be attacked, but mostly kept his eyes on the all black shistavanen.
Fang looked at the two younger wookies eyeing them up and down and then turned and looked to Wacca. "This is all you have come up with?!"
Wacca let out a low groan and responded. "It is not as it once was, the KS do not dominate my people as it had been in the past. It was hard enough to willingly get the Chief King to hand us over these two. And they were the strongest and had the most potential out of all others. They will have to do for now."
"Very well." Darth Fang snorted. "I'll take on the small one, I don't like the look he's giving me. Lets see what these pups are made of!"
Fang snarled and leaped out, tackling the younger wookiee who roared with surprise and then anger. The young wookie dug his claws into the shistavanen's back as they fell to the ground. At the same time without missing a beat, Wacca swung out his right arm with blinding speed right at the other wookiee's head. The grey striped wookie caught Wacca's claw within his own and held on with surprising strength for his slightly thinner frame. Their other arms clashed together and they roared loudly at each other, appearing to be equally matched. The training grounds were once again awakened with roars and snarls as the two pairs continued to fight.
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 10, 2015 12:53:17 GMT -8
The bearfoot tall hooded and cloaked figure with his robes covered in mud , entered the training ground , he looked around before making his way to the stone seats that make up the outer ring of the grounds, his energy was as dark as a moonless night but was as calm as a Shadowland lake. once he sat down he did not move for a long while. After some time he removed his hood revaling a bald brown skin Korunni man with an unkempt beard an old gold eyes that has a strange black ring around them. His eyes started to scan the inscriptions and depictions of Sith and Korunni warriors on the dome, within a few moments a slight smirk creep across his face, for now he finally had found some evidence to his existence before the witch and the lake.
Flashes of vision flood into the forefront of his memory, a woman dressed in all black with large horns on her head singing some ancient song over him , calling him her lover and the father of Lights destruction, being kept chained and locked deep underground while she experimented on him with some combination of science and sith alchemy, her voice echoed in his ears still " Babo no one will ever love you as much as I do,Babo no one will ever bring you pain as an enjoyable as I will , Babo their is no you without me " as he came back to the present moment he whispered to himself
My name is Brimstone not Babo
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Feb 10, 2015 15:55:24 GMT -8
Turlon entered the training grounds, his mind filled with updates of troop positions, how battle ready they were, enemy intel, and of course, the curse of imperfect translation of the many different Wookiee languages and slang. He stopped dead in his tracks when he realized where his legs had carried him. The Training Grounds, he still came here from time to time, but there wasn't as much of a thrill anymore. Turlon simply went through the motions as he made sure his battle instincts were still sharp and intact. His eyes flashed to Brimstone sitting on the ground, Turlon wasn't surprised to see him, they were bonded in Darkness. Subconcsiously he had known Brimstone was near before he had even entered Kashyyyk's orbit.
**How long had it been since he had seen his old master? Years at least. Time had lost relevance to Turlon, immortality was now a possible reality. Through new clone bodies, stealing the vessels of others, or even through the sheer will of ripping the spiritual ties from Chaos and remaining rooted to the Galaxy. Through Dark Meditation his mind had glimpsed beyond the veil of Chaos and learned instances of it's truths. It seemed a new period of transition was happening and it was time to apply his newfound knowledge.*
Turlon walked over to Brimstone slowly, curiously, studying him with a slight smirk. He began to slowly sit next to him.
"What was that Babo? Im sorry you really must speak up!"
Turlon looked over at the Korrunai with a grin. He was still his Lord, but Talon felt he was now almost his Master's equal, the Sith-Pureblood in his blood whispered to Darth Talon that the time was close. Turlon shook his head, his once long mane of hair was now shaved all around the sides and back, leaving only several inches of length on top. He still wore only a pair of shorts, which exposed his large 225 pound muscular frame. His body contained a few scars but looked mostly untouched. As he had preferred to heal himself without scars once he had learned to do so. He raised his large arm and gave Brimstone Saber Windu a punch in the shoulder.
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 10, 2015 20:57:32 GMT -8
Brimstone looked up at Turlon after he punched his shoulder, Turlon energy was very similar to his own and the darkness had manifested from his soul, an Image of a dirty boy with long hair flashed before him he felt a craving for power , the boys screams soon echoed in the back of his mind , the image changes and the boy is covered in sweat and blood being handed a Lightsaber and a ring " I am the Heart of Darkness." The boys voice echoed as the image change to a battle feild of wookies and men the boy had won a great victory, Brimstone had been proud of him like father for a son on that day, this man before him was once a boy who was his apprentice who clearly had hearing of one who has hunted with him.
You finally cut you hair, i am sure the Female wookies are very distraught Turlon Brimstone smirked as his Gold eyes locked with Turlons
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Feb 10, 2015 22:41:18 GMT -8
Turlon 's silver eyes locked with Brimstone's gold, with Turlon's left eye being dulled due to diluted Miraluka blood, it was almost grey. Talon grinned, he searched Brimstone's eyes, gleaning what he could. He was the same yes but there was a new aspect to his master. He couldn't put his finger on it though, and wouldn't dwell on it anymore until later. All would reveal itself in time. He laughed at the joke and then looked at Brimstone's filthy robe.
"Haha perhaps, but not as distraught as the women, at least the ones that I won't have..And you? Still in the same body as last time? Things can't have changed that much you still need a shower and shave which isn't exactly rare for you."
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 11, 2015 8:03:16 GMT -8
* Brimstone repeated Turlon question about was this the same body as last time inside the back of his mind, he had suspect his body had been experimented on but was it him or the witch he could not answer yet off his memories alone. Brimstone used the Forced to fully scan his own body, most of his bones where cased in sith metal, he had extra organs of them 4 seemed to be producing gases that connected to glands inside his mouth, his back also seem to have something attached to his shoulder blades under his skin he was not sure what that was, but most interesting their was a computer system of some sort attached to his nervous system it seemed tobe turned off or mybe its damage. the Force body scanned confirmed to Brimstone that this body was created by him for the most part, the witch still had her 7 soul infused crystals inside him , one in each of his four limbs, one likea mask and crown ingraved into his scull, one between his organs in his stomach and the last one in the middle of his heart controlling the flow of blood from each chamber. Their was a slight pause and before Brimstone broke eye contact and stoked a few finger threw his unkempt beard as he responded.
I am almost curious to How many Women vs Wookies you have sired children with? Hahha I have been gone for 13-16 years according to the force signature, around this body in this fortress, so yes this is the same body for the most part. As for my current appearance let just say i love bad witches and thats can be a problem. Much about you has changed thus i must ask What have you accomplish in my absence Seth Turlon?
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Feb 11, 2015 8:45:32 GMT -8
Turlon laughed and looked around the grounds. Bits of metal, earth, and bone scattered randomly, although it was rather tidy for the most part.
"You love bad witches that's ya kriiffin problem, and yeah you like to love you gotta kriiffin problem. Sometimes you need to just tie yourself down with 2 chains when your logic is being beat out by your urges. I'm sure I have one or two demons scurrying about this planet, I try to keep offspring to a minimum, so far it's seemed to have worked."
Turlon scratched his jawline, pondering Brimstone's words and question. What HAD he accomplished lately? Oh he had seen war, battles with Jedi and Mandolorians, fellow Sith. Proved himself more than formidable on the battle field. Enslaving a good majority of the Shistavanen population. And it wasn't even slavery really, the Shistavanen were mind wiped and now truly believed that they were happier than before, they were more productive that way.
But lately..his experiments were pending or paused, new recruits came only several times a year now. There were a few promising apprentices but it would be years until they would be truly terrifying. It had been months since he had even had to kill something. The last few years flashed in his mind as he picked through the Marrcan haze. Hunting with his Bantha in the shadowlands, wroshyyr leaf wraps filled with the best herbs and spices around, the sexiest women and female Twi'leks for days on end. It was a pleasureful life...but was he really carrying out his true purpose in the Way of the Dark? Most certainly not.
"Well..I have continued to Headmaster the Academy, there are some fine Sith almost ready to be Khopesh. The Temple Fortress has stood strong and our relations with the Wookiees are as tight as ever."
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 11, 2015 11:19:07 GMT -8
Brimstone`s mind was flooded with fragmented images of memories long past, faces of his sith brothers and sisters, and the first Academy before he was forced to build the fortress temple they were now in the swirling memories became one and he found himself sitting at a table in front of his old master blood seemed to be pouring out of him and his master seem to be talking although he could not understand his words his master pointed to the center of the table to where all his blood seemed to be flowing into a dark mass alive but non existent was all he could remember before being brought back to the present Brimstone stood up his robes covered in mud his hands caked with dried blood, he put his left hand on the shoulder of Turlon before as his right hand seemed to be pointing at section of inscription on the wall
When I first became the leader of the KS, it was after an unexpected unity of fractions and small armies banded together and burned down half the shadowlands and the 1st academy, fighting till the end and left with nothing but ashes I reorganized us into a tribe in which destruction was our way of life and the dark side was our faith, instead of taking planted we started to raid them leaving nothing but destruction in our wake we took women jewels statues any valuables we desired, while also refreshed our ranks with brand new recruits willing and unwilling alike, we started business and our wealth grew like never before until the James started the KSO rebellion once i put an end to it we started to the taking planets again instead of Raiding, rulings planets does not gain us power it takes to much of our time and enegry since we are not protectors of peace, we are Children of Destruction, Born from the Dark Side. Brimstone pointed to a set of inscription, the magic in them made the words glow as if a fire buned behind them, Brimstone`s Voice seemed to echo like word carried on the wind as he read the full inscription
Pharaoh Code
All the Universe bows before me.
I pledge myself to the Darkness.
For I have found true life,
In the death of the light
Seth Code
There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.
I am the Heart of Darkness.
Warlord Code
I know no fear,
But rather I instill it in my enemies.
I am the destroyer of worlds.
I know the power of the Dark Side.
For my soul is the embodiment of hate and anger
Sage Code
i embody the darkside
i use my knowledge of the force
to gain wisdom of its power
All the universe bows before me
Khopesh Code
I am the blade of anger
Forged in passion
Sharpened with the darkside
To bring death and destruction
**Kashyyyk Sith Code **
*Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall set me free.
Sith brotherhood code
We are the sith brotherhood
as one sith we have more strength
The more strength we have the more power we hold
With that power we are more destructive
Together with destruction we shall free the universe.
[/font][/div] *Brimstone looked back at Turlon*
it has been to long since destruction was at the forfront of our actions and philosophies
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Feb 11, 2015 22:11:02 GMT -8
"You are right my lord. We have destroyed nothing of late and tried merely to grow in vain. We are not creators, we destroy. And through the destruction we bring, we breed creation. The darkness will reward the continuation of the natural cycle, and the universe will provide."
Turlon stood up as he looked back at Brimstone and spoke. He studied the inscriptions as he finished speaking. Turlon then lifted Brimstone's blood stained hand from his right shoulder and examined it. With Turlon's left hand holding his wrist he shook his head at the sight of mud and blood.
"Tssk tsssk Brimmy, are you also going for the destruction of my nose? Peeeeeuuuuu don't you know that you shou-"
But his words were interrupted as Darth Talon let loose a short decent burst of force lightning directly into Brimstone's wrist. He also let loose a quick elbow into Brimstone's side hoping the electric and elbow combo would stun him enough to allow Turlon to kick back and gain several feet of ground. He would keep up the force lightning stream albeit at a lesser intensity until he had gained his ground.
If he got several feet away he would take a couple deep breaths to recover. He had let loose a somewhat powerful burst of energy without drawing in more darkness than was usually naturally around him. The short burst was not necessarily the smartest decision, but it was a snap decision inspired by the way of Darkness. If Brimstone wanted destruction..well the only thing talking about destruction was destroying, was time.
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 11, 2015 22:57:42 GMT -8
The pain of the Lighting filled Brimstone with pleasure he was about to laugh when Turlons elbow collided with his side, causing Brimstone to take two steps to the side. As Turlon put space between them still firing lightning, Brimstone need more space then the stands provided to fight Turlon in his current state. Brimstone reached out with the force and Jumped into the Middle of training grounds removing his robe in mid air as he did a full flip ,
At 6'8 250lbs of solid muscle brimstones body was covered in scars and stitches& caked in mud and Blood yet many of his moving tattoos where still kind of visible Brimstone was wearing only a pair of black shorts .
Yawn the roids have made you big but have dried out your nuts along with your power
Brimstone's started to pick dirt out of his finger nails gathering the force with in him, he was not a 100% since his escape from the Witch,but he could give Turlon a fight deserving of a sith
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shainex
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Post by shainex on Feb 11, 2015 23:00:33 GMT -8
Shainex had been walking around for some time, when a familiar presence, when two familiar presence's filled her body. A slow smile spread across her face as she walked into the training ground. a battle was raging, as she walked closer her dark blue eyes peering around as she saw her father. the man hadnt aged a day, fighting the annoying but loyal turlon. she leaned against a wall silently watching from the shadows.
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 11, 2015 23:09:32 GMT -8
Brimstone opened his mind to his most beloved daughter while his memories where fragmented he knew who she was, his mind drift to her first jedi kill, when she crafted her 1st lightsaber , and when she joined the sith, the witch could never make him forget his little girl,
blood of my blood my daughter of fire and darkness it has been to long since we have last been together
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Feb 11, 2015 23:14:52 GMT -8
"All natty brother. Are you speaking from personal experience perhaps? Seems to me from those stitches that power is something you could have done with a little more of."
Darth Talon followed his master into the middle of the Training Grounds. He smirked.
"Well here we are again. Where we always are, and will be, face to face with Death."
Turlon began to fill himself with Darkside energies, drawing it from the planet, from the academy, and from the very grounds which he stood. Where blood had been shed by other great and terrible Sith such as Lord Feral, Lord Phantom, James Loyderas, Darth Electrix..and much more would follow. The sand pits in the grounds were forever thirsty. He reached out to the Darkness, flirted with it, took it for himself and felt the power flow and strengthen his body and mind.
He slowly walked around Brimstone beginning to circle him, looking for another opening. All the while storing as much dark force as possible. Ready to sprint or unleash an attack at a moments notice.
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shainex
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Post by shainex on Feb 11, 2015 23:16:26 GMT -8
she smiled. as she looked over to him. moving out from the shadows. her stride long and powerful. her strength was returning to her faster. she crossed to the otherside of the room.
father, blood of my blood, reborn from the flames. It has been...to long.
she sensed that he wasnt all there, but neither was she. she was finding it difficult to remember what happened those 18 months ago that caused her to go into a cryosasis sleep.
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shainex
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Post by shainex on Feb 11, 2015 23:18:43 GMT -8
I see the dog may have learned new tricks
she said to Turlon with a small wicked smile. she folded her arms as she watched the battle that was about to ensue.
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Turlon
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Post by Turlon on Feb 11, 2015 23:31:10 GMT -8
Turlon noticed Shainex's presence and shortly after heard her whisper through the force.I see the dog may have learned new tricks
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Post by shainex on Feb 11, 2015 23:39:46 GMT -8
she had to refrain from rolling her eyes as she narrowed them. her gaze cold as she said
I honestly dont know why we keep you around.
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 11, 2015 23:47:38 GMT -8
Brimstone did not watch Turlon as he circled him, but instead focused his ears listening to Turlons body, the movement of his muscle as walked, the blood being pushed threw his body by his heart, and the rise and fall of his lungs. The sand around Brimstone's feet was making small ripples as brimstone drew in the forced.
These are like hickes from a one night stand young one, when you find love in the darkside pain is but ...
Brimstone waited till Turlon was directly behind him before useing the force to condensed the sand under turlon into 7 thin spikes with broken bones being used as their tips that shot up stright up from the ground as brimstone turned around to face Turlon if he decied to rush into him or jump into the air
...A pleasure
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Post by Ghôsh Windu on Feb 11, 2015 23:49:12 GMT -8
where have you been since our last meeting
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