Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Sept 7, 2013 5:12:35 GMT -8
Tiro Saul vs. Alkor Centaris.
Run what ya brung.
Top 10 Force, Melee weapons, GBA standard rules.
Arena: The Chamber of Euphoria, in the former Villa Obscurum
The fourth level of the Tower of the Jen'jidai is the Chamber of Euphoria. Upon entering the chamber the pupil would be struck with a great sense of euphoria (hence the name).
But the euphoric state would not be the only sensation penetrating the mind, body and other senses of the pupil, as they would be walking into an alternative reality. If the character has ever known any true loss they might find themselves seated next to that person or persons, not only being able to see them but to physically touch them.
Their heart filled with so much joy and happiness and everything negative that happened to them would feel as if it never occurred. If the character ever wanted children, for instance, they might find themselves surrounded by children and a loving spouse. There is not a single problem or negative feeling to be had here in the Chamber of Euphoria. The torments of war, suffering, pain, death, loss, find no vacancy in the hearts of those who step through this level - but there is a lesson to be learned in all of this...
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Tiro Saul
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Post by Tiro Saul on Sept 7, 2013 13:15:44 GMT -8
I had never made in to the tower before now, but here I was upon its forth level. I had been told long ago that before I could become one, i had to make it through the tower. A test of such, but as I stood on this floor my world would change. I stood here saber in hand, knowing a happiness I never thought I would feel. It was as if my life had become complete. Before me stood a hooded figure I recognized all so well, saber thrust through his chest where his heart would have been, if not for the fact it now was mere pieces. I thought getting away, trying over would be what brought my nightmare to an en, d.. No in the end this was what I find I needed. The man who made me, tortured me both physically and mentally, and thought he was cleaver enough he would be standing here in this body; Now he was dieing, by my hand. His yellow eyes showed his surprise, and his breath slowed, the last remaining bits of his life draining before me. I could only smile as I stared at him, even laughter soon took over. Now it was over, now I could be happy were ever I went.
His limb body fell to the ground limply, and i fell to my knees following him. My saber deactivating. I removed the hood from his body, as a thought struck me. I could stay here watching this body decay and relive the moment again, and again. The rest of the galaxy didn't matter anymore. I could hear the voices of comrades, and friends congratulating me, welcoming me to this new flowing peace. There hands patting me on shoulder. I felt an exhaustion take over slightly. As if a great weight had been removed from my shoulders, tears began to form in my eyes, and start rolling down my cheeks. Crying was an odd feeling to have suddenly, but i welcome them. Means to an end.
This is it? This is what it feels like to finally be at peace? To finally feel free, and happy. Ashala thank you, I looked upwards smiling as tears ran freeYou have always guided me, and protected me. Yet now, now I think we are finally done.
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Post by Alkor Centaris on Sept 7, 2013 18:44:44 GMT -8
"It's a lie."
His voice was flat, unperturbed, a mockery of all the joys of human emotion that bled into harmonic sounds. Alkor stood with his arms crossed in a field of aquatic color that seemed to span a million lifetimes as the soothing nature of the room stole away reality. The injustices that they would experience in the minutes to come would beggar their sanity.
The last time he had come to this place, it had almost been the end of him. Alkor's violet eyes flickered at the images that spun around him, visions of a world made perfect, without slaughter- without a NEED for slaughter. A world, well...
He stared blankly down at the headstone before his feet, kicking at it idly, feeling the abject realness of it. His face was a mask moreso than it had ever been, but this mask was plastered with a smile. "Here lies Alkor Keludarian Centaris," he read silently, the warmth sliding down his cheek almost more heat than he could bear. "His tragic purpose at an end, may he finally rest."
There had never been a delusion of peace in his mind. Death itself was another part of life, after all, and with the Force, wars could persist even that chasm. The only freedom he would ever know were chains. All men wore those, though; some simply wore more than others. He looked up from the stone, though, staring up at the other man, obviously at odds with his own phantasms.
And Alkor pulled the lightsaber from his belt, the white blade bursting into being with a sinister hiss. He had faded the lines here, long ago. Purpose had brought him to this place, and purpose could restore clarity. If only in trace amounts, clarity was enough. He focused solely on Tiro, on the lesson at hand, and he closed his eyes, drawing in the corruption that hid in the veins of the Force.
It wouldn't be long now before Tiro noticed he wasn't the only one in the room...
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Tiro Saul
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Post by Tiro Saul on Sept 14, 2013 12:11:23 GMT -8
I heard the mumbling, but could not tell who it was ccoming from. Finally it was time to stand, I pushed upward with my right climbing up slowly to me feet. My mind tried to tell me this was but a test, but my heart kept me from completely believing it. When I was finally standing tall I turned to look about, as I did the scenario changed. Now it seemed as if I was standing on a battle field bodies littered the ground. The ground it's self scorched black from explosives. It was if the room knew what was happening.
Battle was my passion, I always felt that a mans true self only came out when the possibility of death was forced upon him. And now here I stood amongst a battle field and all that stood was me and another figure. A figure I was not all to surprised to see in this place. After all this place belonged to his kind, the people I had come here to be a part of. I drew Ashala into me, smiling I could feel his power and now his saber was activated. I drew forth my own saber and pointed at him triggering the activation of the teal blade with a hiss.
Alkor, it is a surprise to see you here. In a place of my own enjoyment. Are u really here brother, my fellow Jen'jidai. It was you that brought me here at first. The person who showed me this brotherhood of men and women. All warriors, all with a passion for battle. It would seem I owe you a thanks! A place were I feel most like myself.
I smiled at Alkor taking my own stance, my left leg sliding backwards, it's foot parallel to my right, I motioned from to come forward with my saber. I felt my heart beat a little faster as I prepared myself what ever Alkor may through at me. Here and now there was only the two of us no surprises man to man, and I looked forward to it.
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