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what I have currently is 1/4-1/5th on what I intend to put in, so there is your reference to work off of.
Dwayne
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Dwayne Zoitz
Started as Moxxi's Apprentice, revolted, yeeted, big war bang bang, ruled an empire, ruled another, then another, found a little lad named Crocodile Dundy, Rules an Empire together, Gave him an empire to rule, backed off, let his wings spread. ruled another empire, my only true heir is Apex, he is my only son, the rest are denounced and bastards.
Started as Moxxi's Apprentice, revolted, yeeted, big war bang bang, ruled an empire, ruled another, then another, found a little lad named Crocodile Dundy, Rules an Empire together, Gave him an empire to rule, backed off, let his wings spread. ruled another empire, my only true heir is Apex, he is my only son, the rest are denounced and bastards.
Tyr
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that's good news, WE ARE THE WINNERSI feel like nobody is taking this seriously
Frostburn
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@CMDR_Croc Did we secure the dub?
Dxon
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There I was, staring death in his eyes as if I was a part of him. I could feel the neverending screams from inside him as I stood in his presence, and suddenly something deep within me awoken, but before I get into that I must tell you the beginning.
Around a millennium ago, I was a young boy living in a vast open land with my father and brother. My mother was murdered 3 weeks after I was born by a bounty hunter hired by a rival group to my father. I lived somewhat happy for what position I was in, I had no friends, father was never home, was bullied, depressed, and anxious. I couldn´t wait for the day my father returned with his ship, it's been 3 months since he left and we planned to hang out a lot. My brother looks after me every time dad leaves for work, hes 19 and had to quit his job to look after me. I plan to be the best Jedi the world has ever seen, but the only problem is I don't know how to use the force. My father said Jedi are chosen when born due to connection to force, I have none... I plan to prove my worth though, I will train everyday untill the Jedi notice me.....
10 years later, Its been 10 years and I still haven't seen my father. My brother moved to the city because I'm old enough to live alone now. I'm 20 years old and I currently teach combat trials to young men looking to become strong. My dream for the Jedi to come never happened, I guess I was just not special enough and the Jedi are too cool for me. I hate the Jedi now, all I wanted was to become a Jedi but no, they won't take me because I wasn't born with the force. I only look after myself now, I'm done waiting around for people. I got info that my father lives 3 planets away from ours, I plan to hear why he abandoned me and my brother. I leave in 2 weeks time to travel over to his planet, I got a job set for 1 month while I stay there and search for him. Ill update my log when I get more details.
2 weeks later, I arrived on the planet I was told is where he lives. I plan to ask around every bar because he is a heavy drinker who always has a loud mouth, so someone has to have heard or seen him.
3 days pass, A man said he recognized my father and said he lived 3 blocks down in a small hut. I am currently standing outside getting prepared to enter his hut and see him for the first time in 10 years. The hut seems empty, I only see a few beers and cans of food. I don't know where my father is but this place looks like it hasn't been used in forever. I wonder why he would send me *explosion* . Oh god what was that, I can't see anything past the smoke cloud. Ahhhg, someone is shooting through the tarp covering. They hit me in my leg, I can't walk. Oh god, everything is getting blurry ... where... what... father? *gets knocked out*
What where am i?
Why am I strapped to a table
HELLO
ANYONE THERE
*A shadow emerges from the other side of the room* Hello son
Father?!
*crying* why did you never come back, where have you been
I never came back because I dont care for this rotten family, I had to kill your mother she was so annoying.
Now its your turn
NO PLEASE DAD PLEASE NO
Now that your caught up lets finish the story
Like I was saying I was there facing death in its face when this deep power rose in me. I ripped out of my straps and struck my father, killing him. My skin turned dark as night and my eyes began to rose. The reaper has spoken to me, I have spoken to the reaper. I am the reapers pride
Around a millennium ago, I was a young boy living in a vast open land with my father and brother. My mother was murdered 3 weeks after I was born by a bounty hunter hired by a rival group to my father. I lived somewhat happy for what position I was in, I had no friends, father was never home, was bullied, depressed, and anxious. I couldn´t wait for the day my father returned with his ship, it's been 3 months since he left and we planned to hang out a lot. My brother looks after me every time dad leaves for work, hes 19 and had to quit his job to look after me. I plan to be the best Jedi the world has ever seen, but the only problem is I don't know how to use the force. My father said Jedi are chosen when born due to connection to force, I have none... I plan to prove my worth though, I will train everyday untill the Jedi notice me.....
10 years later, Its been 10 years and I still haven't seen my father. My brother moved to the city because I'm old enough to live alone now. I'm 20 years old and I currently teach combat trials to young men looking to become strong. My dream for the Jedi to come never happened, I guess I was just not special enough and the Jedi are too cool for me. I hate the Jedi now, all I wanted was to become a Jedi but no, they won't take me because I wasn't born with the force. I only look after myself now, I'm done waiting around for people. I got info that my father lives 3 planets away from ours, I plan to hear why he abandoned me and my brother. I leave in 2 weeks time to travel over to his planet, I got a job set for 1 month while I stay there and search for him. Ill update my log when I get more details.
2 weeks later, I arrived on the planet I was told is where he lives. I plan to ask around every bar because he is a heavy drinker who always has a loud mouth, so someone has to have heard or seen him.
3 days pass, A man said he recognized my father and said he lived 3 blocks down in a small hut. I am currently standing outside getting prepared to enter his hut and see him for the first time in 10 years. The hut seems empty, I only see a few beers and cans of food. I don't know where my father is but this place looks like it hasn't been used in forever. I wonder why he would send me *explosion* . Oh god what was that, I can't see anything past the smoke cloud. Ahhhg, someone is shooting through the tarp covering. They hit me in my leg, I can't walk. Oh god, everything is getting blurry ... where... what... father? *gets knocked out*
What where am i?
Why am I strapped to a table
HELLO
ANYONE THERE
*A shadow emerges from the other side of the room* Hello son
Father?!
*crying* why did you never come back, where have you been
I never came back because I dont care for this rotten family, I had to kill your mother she was so annoying.
Now its your turn
NO PLEASE DAD PLEASE NO
Now that your caught up lets finish the story
Like I was saying I was there facing death in its face when this deep power rose in me. I ripped out of my straps and struck my father, killing him. My skin turned dark as night and my eyes began to rose. The reaper has spoken to me, I have spoken to the reaper. I am the reapers pride
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yall think you're gonna win cause you write 1000 words
Okeas
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Try 2500
Frostburn
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Tyr
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Serin
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We met at the Imperial Academy. Bright, young, and hopeful, we were the top of the logistics class. I don't remember much before that. I was logged around on a freighter or two before an Imperial Captain raided it. Something about the pilot being a spice runner. Apparently, the only reason I came out alive is that I was the one who executed the pilot. Don't remember how, but the Captain deemed me "A natural asset".
I remember logistics. Officer Karn would always shout at me for disobeying the rules (I didn't like following dumb rules). Always a "misplaced delinquent" to him. But his voice didn't matter. You and I would always butt heads about who would get the better score on our exams, and who could perform better. A friendly competition which brought us two to the top. Soon, we graduated, and you and I joined the Ravens. Special Operations. Nothing too risky, but nothing too simple either. The mediocre of the best, Commander Lykin used to say.
Everything was simple for a year or two. Numerous ops which saved lives. Rescue Operations, sneaking past blockades to deliver supplies to Imperial citizens. We weren't the front line, but we were the stabilizers of the Empire. I remember our superiors decorated us with medals until we were covered in them. Service Medals, Marks of Loyalty, you name it, we had it. But I... I fucked it all up with Eriadu.
Another standard raid. Sneak past Republic personnel and grab an access code to open various Republic supply containers. We bet 100 credits on who could finish calibrating our stealth units faster. I calibrated yours, and you calibrated mine. I finished first by two marks.
The guard wasn't supposed to be there. All our logistic calculations said he shouldn't have been there. We were so close to getting the code, but... your stealth unit malfunctioned. An error in its calibration. The calibration I did. And there you were, in the guard's field of view. And from there, we had entered the devil's territory.
Chaos. Pure Chaos. I remember the alarms blaring. Every member of Raven Squad was swarming in, trying to eliminate all hostiles and disable the call for reinforcements. But we were scattered, dazed, disorganized. Our mission wasn't supposed to go like this. I remember that after we eliminated the guard that spotted you, we both ran to complete the objective. Once we had done so, we could evacuate. We cleared our way to the objective, and I said I would watch your six.
But while you were retrieving the code from the Republic Database, I heard a noise. Soft, but quick. I turned and saw the dash of a cloaked figure, the soft brown robes shifting the air. I aimed my weapon to eliminate him... but... I fucked it up. Again. It should've been the easiest shot. I had my finger on the trigger, the sights of my blaster aimed directly at him, all I had to do was pull it. But I doubted myself. I shifted my aim to the left, and when I shot... I missed. And I remember the sharp noise of his saber igniting... A noise I shouldn't have had to hear. The bright blue light which pierced through your silhouette. Time slowed down, and I stood paralyzed in shock as I watched you fall. Falling until the hard ground became the place where you died.
I didn't care about that damn Jedi. He just vanished into thin air, and I heard no more footsteps. I ran over as quick as I could... but you were already dead. Your soul, faded. Your body, a lifeless husk. I called for immediate evac, grabbed the code, took you in my arms, and walked to the Shuttle in the cold, dark, rain. Raven Squad had cleared the Republic compound of hostiles, but only two Ravens survived. Not even Lykin made it.
That damn bet before the mission. Those hundred credits. My miscalibrations. Everything that I was supposed to do, went wrong. The operation was my fault. Your death was my fault. If I hadn't miscalibrated, you would've never been spotted. We would've gotten in and out, like any other operation. If I hadn't doubted myself in that instance, you would've never... Those Jedi murderers... pretending to be heroes and the personification of justice. They're all murderers. Assassins. Enemies of the people we're saving.
After these events, I was reassigned. My hate for the Jedi awoke the force inside me, and I was forced by my new Sith masters to create a new identity before undergoing Sith training. I had chosen the name "Spectre", but immediately after basic training, a more prominent Sith demanded I changed names, as Spectre was his name. I thought back to other identities. I thought back to who I was when I was with you. And I knew my new name. Serin Peng. Serin was the nickname you had for me, and Peng was your surname. Funny how you had one of those.
But with your name, I absolutely couldn't fail. I couldn't shame your legacy. I couldn't fail you. I was determined to climb to the top. All the way, I would gain as much power as possible so I could find the damn murderer, the Jedi bastard which killed you. I swore I'd find him, but I wouldn't kill him: I'd torture him until death had become a fading dream to him. Various mentors had found me along the way. I remember the best mentor. Artorias, or Ren, as some would call him. He taught me how the elegant sharp blade of a lightsaber opposed that of a sturdy, heavy, blaster rifle. The swings which would obliterate my opponents. All of that. I was foolish to think I could match him, the wrath of the Emperor, in terms of combat. I can't remember how many times he kicked my ass. Eventually, he disappeared. Something about a different path for him.
Then a disturbance in the force appeared. An abomination. The Dread Forces.
Everyone and I mean everyone, including the abominable Jedi Order, joined together. We couldn't survive the Dread Forces fragmented. But something felt extremely... off. About everything. Something felt familiar. I could feel a presence I hadn't felt since Eraidu. We all boarded shuttles to Vanqor... and as we got closer, the disturbance felt stronger. Some of our soldiers began to hallucinate. Fear paralyzed some. Others just collapsed... and we still don't know why to this day.
I hopped off the shuttle. We had gotten orders from the Leading Commander known as Shepard. I joined an attack squad, tasked with neutralizing two Dread Masters which we believed to be in a cave. As my blade ended the life of one, and the second fell to the others, I knew that the disturbance wasn't coming from the Masters. They were too weak for me to feel such a powerful danger lurking.
As the Masters fell, we approached the Fortress. And there, I realized it all. A Dread Emperor, one which claimed dominance over all. One which sought the absolute destruction of Jedi and Sith alike. A long, brutal, conflict ensued. We were there for quite a while, I recall. But finally, I saw an opening, and I plunged my blade through your heart. And everything became clear to me.
That was you, wasn't it? You were the Dread Emperor. Some... miscalibration of the force had brought you back to the world of the living. Or something. I just... couldn't comprehend what sort of sick joke this was, and why you were back. I remember you falling on Eraidu. I know you died. But I could tell that you weren't really... you. Just an abomination, a vile reanimated husk. As I pulled my saber out of your chest, I saw a dark red spatter on the saber. It wouldn't come off, even in the heat of the burning saber I held.
The disturbance wasn't gone, but Shepard ordered us to return to Endor, our meeting point between factions. Shepard sensed something within my saber and asked me to ignite it. I complied, and I saw that... my crystal had changed. It became a corrupted red saber, burning with a dark inner core. An artifact. First in the entire galaxy's history. Your heart... was the artifact. Shepard deemed my crystal a "Heart of Dread", but I didn't know what I feared. I don't know what I feared. The crystal was stronger, and I was stronger, with you helping me again. The force had brought us together.
From there, my climb to power resumed. I eventually, after months of trying, I became the Emperor's Wrath. Moxxi's Wrath. I accomplished my goal, with you being my partner. We carved through those Jedi and Zakuulans, and all those who would dare oppose the Emperor. But... I think something changed. Something within you told me that this was enough. I could sense it within the crystal. The swings all felt heavier. I didn't need to continue. There was enough bloodshed, enough murder, and enough death within the galaxy. And you were right. I've had it with all these politics and wars.
I took some leave from the Sith Empire. No longer would I be Wrath. That time was over. But... I also had to leave you behind. You and I, we really were the best. But it was time for me to... let you go. I couldn't have done what I did without you helping me, empowering me to fight on, but... others need you to help them. You've saved me, and it was time to save others. So I let you choose who you would help first, and you chose Croc. The figure of neutrality and... satisfaction within the three factions. And that was the end, of suffering and vengeance. It was time to go back to our roots of helping people.
No more harm. No more overthrows. I don't care who it is. Unless they're absolute evil and brutality incarnate, I won't ever participate in overthrows, attacking or defending. I won't do anything to murder someone to the point they can't be revived. None of those "glory duels". Just... peace. But I can't thank you enough.
Without you, I wouldn't be who I am. I owe you everything. Thank you, [REDACTED] Peng.
I remember logistics. Officer Karn would always shout at me for disobeying the rules (I didn't like following dumb rules). Always a "misplaced delinquent" to him. But his voice didn't matter. You and I would always butt heads about who would get the better score on our exams, and who could perform better. A friendly competition which brought us two to the top. Soon, we graduated, and you and I joined the Ravens. Special Operations. Nothing too risky, but nothing too simple either. The mediocre of the best, Commander Lykin used to say.
Everything was simple for a year or two. Numerous ops which saved lives. Rescue Operations, sneaking past blockades to deliver supplies to Imperial citizens. We weren't the front line, but we were the stabilizers of the Empire. I remember our superiors decorated us with medals until we were covered in them. Service Medals, Marks of Loyalty, you name it, we had it. But I... I fucked it all up with Eriadu.
Another standard raid. Sneak past Republic personnel and grab an access code to open various Republic supply containers. We bet 100 credits on who could finish calibrating our stealth units faster. I calibrated yours, and you calibrated mine. I finished first by two marks.
The guard wasn't supposed to be there. All our logistic calculations said he shouldn't have been there. We were so close to getting the code, but... your stealth unit malfunctioned. An error in its calibration. The calibration I did. And there you were, in the guard's field of view. And from there, we had entered the devil's territory.
Chaos. Pure Chaos. I remember the alarms blaring. Every member of Raven Squad was swarming in, trying to eliminate all hostiles and disable the call for reinforcements. But we were scattered, dazed, disorganized. Our mission wasn't supposed to go like this. I remember that after we eliminated the guard that spotted you, we both ran to complete the objective. Once we had done so, we could evacuate. We cleared our way to the objective, and I said I would watch your six.
But while you were retrieving the code from the Republic Database, I heard a noise. Soft, but quick. I turned and saw the dash of a cloaked figure, the soft brown robes shifting the air. I aimed my weapon to eliminate him... but... I fucked it up. Again. It should've been the easiest shot. I had my finger on the trigger, the sights of my blaster aimed directly at him, all I had to do was pull it. But I doubted myself. I shifted my aim to the left, and when I shot... I missed. And I remember the sharp noise of his saber igniting... A noise I shouldn't have had to hear. The bright blue light which pierced through your silhouette. Time slowed down, and I stood paralyzed in shock as I watched you fall. Falling until the hard ground became the place where you died.
I didn't care about that damn Jedi. He just vanished into thin air, and I heard no more footsteps. I ran over as quick as I could... but you were already dead. Your soul, faded. Your body, a lifeless husk. I called for immediate evac, grabbed the code, took you in my arms, and walked to the Shuttle in the cold, dark, rain. Raven Squad had cleared the Republic compound of hostiles, but only two Ravens survived. Not even Lykin made it.
That damn bet before the mission. Those hundred credits. My miscalibrations. Everything that I was supposed to do, went wrong. The operation was my fault. Your death was my fault. If I hadn't miscalibrated, you would've never been spotted. We would've gotten in and out, like any other operation. If I hadn't doubted myself in that instance, you would've never... Those Jedi murderers... pretending to be heroes and the personification of justice. They're all murderers. Assassins. Enemies of the people we're saving.
After these events, I was reassigned. My hate for the Jedi awoke the force inside me, and I was forced by my new Sith masters to create a new identity before undergoing Sith training. I had chosen the name "Spectre", but immediately after basic training, a more prominent Sith demanded I changed names, as Spectre was his name. I thought back to other identities. I thought back to who I was when I was with you. And I knew my new name. Serin Peng. Serin was the nickname you had for me, and Peng was your surname. Funny how you had one of those.
But with your name, I absolutely couldn't fail. I couldn't shame your legacy. I couldn't fail you. I was determined to climb to the top. All the way, I would gain as much power as possible so I could find the damn murderer, the Jedi bastard which killed you. I swore I'd find him, but I wouldn't kill him: I'd torture him until death had become a fading dream to him. Various mentors had found me along the way. I remember the best mentor. Artorias, or Ren, as some would call him. He taught me how the elegant sharp blade of a lightsaber opposed that of a sturdy, heavy, blaster rifle. The swings which would obliterate my opponents. All of that. I was foolish to think I could match him, the wrath of the Emperor, in terms of combat. I can't remember how many times he kicked my ass. Eventually, he disappeared. Something about a different path for him.
Then a disturbance in the force appeared. An abomination. The Dread Forces.
Everyone and I mean everyone, including the abominable Jedi Order, joined together. We couldn't survive the Dread Forces fragmented. But something felt extremely... off. About everything. Something felt familiar. I could feel a presence I hadn't felt since Eraidu. We all boarded shuttles to Vanqor... and as we got closer, the disturbance felt stronger. Some of our soldiers began to hallucinate. Fear paralyzed some. Others just collapsed... and we still don't know why to this day.
I hopped off the shuttle. We had gotten orders from the Leading Commander known as Shepard. I joined an attack squad, tasked with neutralizing two Dread Masters which we believed to be in a cave. As my blade ended the life of one, and the second fell to the others, I knew that the disturbance wasn't coming from the Masters. They were too weak for me to feel such a powerful danger lurking.
As the Masters fell, we approached the Fortress. And there, I realized it all. A Dread Emperor, one which claimed dominance over all. One which sought the absolute destruction of Jedi and Sith alike. A long, brutal, conflict ensued. We were there for quite a while, I recall. But finally, I saw an opening, and I plunged my blade through your heart. And everything became clear to me.
That was you, wasn't it? You were the Dread Emperor. Some... miscalibration of the force had brought you back to the world of the living. Or something. I just... couldn't comprehend what sort of sick joke this was, and why you were back. I remember you falling on Eraidu. I know you died. But I could tell that you weren't really... you. Just an abomination, a vile reanimated husk. As I pulled my saber out of your chest, I saw a dark red spatter on the saber. It wouldn't come off, even in the heat of the burning saber I held.
The disturbance wasn't gone, but Shepard ordered us to return to Endor, our meeting point between factions. Shepard sensed something within my saber and asked me to ignite it. I complied, and I saw that... my crystal had changed. It became a corrupted red saber, burning with a dark inner core. An artifact. First in the entire galaxy's history. Your heart... was the artifact. Shepard deemed my crystal a "Heart of Dread", but I didn't know what I feared. I don't know what I feared. The crystal was stronger, and I was stronger, with you helping me again. The force had brought us together.
From there, my climb to power resumed. I eventually, after months of trying, I became the Emperor's Wrath. Moxxi's Wrath. I accomplished my goal, with you being my partner. We carved through those Jedi and Zakuulans, and all those who would dare oppose the Emperor. But... I think something changed. Something within you told me that this was enough. I could sense it within the crystal. The swings all felt heavier. I didn't need to continue. There was enough bloodshed, enough murder, and enough death within the galaxy. And you were right. I've had it with all these politics and wars.
I took some leave from the Sith Empire. No longer would I be Wrath. That time was over. But... I also had to leave you behind. You and I, we really were the best. But it was time for me to... let you go. I couldn't have done what I did without you helping me, empowering me to fight on, but... others need you to help them. You've saved me, and it was time to save others. So I let you choose who you would help first, and you chose Croc. The figure of neutrality and... satisfaction within the three factions. And that was the end, of suffering and vengeance. It was time to go back to our roots of helping people.
No more harm. No more overthrows. I don't care who it is. Unless they're absolute evil and brutality incarnate, I won't ever participate in overthrows, attacking or defending. I won't do anything to murder someone to the point they can't be revived. None of those "glory duels". Just... peace. But I can't thank you enough.
Without you, I wouldn't be who I am. I owe you everything. Thank you, [REDACTED] Peng.
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W2 BB Sith Lord Cactus
This is probs bad but whatever!
Born form Kashyyyk like most Wookies, a young boy name Cak'Tas was considered the runt of all the Wookies. As all young Wookies we were curious on planet visitors such as Republic Soldiers. Being a small child, Republic Soldiers and other Wookie children began taking out anger and frustration on the poor boy. This lasted for many decades of his childhood, until one moment where he herd a whisper, wondering where this was coming from, the boy followed it to a tree hidden deep into a forest. The tree was speaking? He spoke back, asking what are you? The tree responding with "The Force!" Not understanding what has just occurred he ran back home skeptical of all trees he pasted. Scared of his new powers he did not "test" anywhere near his home. One day he was near the tree it all started, when he herd the same voice. "Use the power of the force, push the leaf in front of you." After hearing the boy closed his eyes and extended his arm. Nothing. "Imagine using your life force to push the leaf" Closing his eyes again he breathed deeply in then pushed both of his arms out and exhaling everything in his lungs. The Leaf inched forward. Feeling happy for progressing his new power, Cak'Tus walked proudly back to hims home in the trees. However on his way back his village of Wookies some how caught a blaze due to a ship fuel leakage. He quickly ran back to his home! But only found nothing, attempting to go in to find his family he tripped and his fur and knees caught fire, screaming in pain he ran away patting it along the way. Eventually his fur stopped burning but his knee skin was damaged to no repair. Saving himself, but his village burned. The fire lasted for days, meanwhile Cak'Tas looked for any sign of his family. Finding no success he cried. The few corrupt Republic Soldiers found him all alone, saying things such as "Look what we have here, dinner..." Being it has a couple of days since the accident started they might have been hungry, due to them not knowing how to survive off the land. "RRWWWGGGG" (stay back) Yet they continued to get closer and closer, "Don't worry it will be over for you soon enough." Once he had his hand on me I was angered; angered at the fact if they were no here none of this would have ever happened, how i would still have my family and everything would be better. "RRRAARRWHHGWWR!!" (I'M NOT A RUNT ANYMORE!!) Shoving my arms forward, exhaling with all my power. They flew back hitting a large rock behind him; Thinking he was dead I ran, ran, and ran. Days later after losing all my fight, i gave up. Laying down on the ground thinking of his short lived life. How being a small young Wookie made him get treat him being a weaker and lessor being. Dreaming how being a stronger Wookie would have changed his life, and how could protect what he loved.
On the edge death, I saw dark figure. Not caring about it I closed my eyes.... Only to awaking in what looks like a space shuttle with wires hooked on to me, I was still weak so i could barely look around. "Don't move too much, you might die." I saw a human in a dark robe, but being so weak i fell back and rested. Waking up in pain I felt strong enough to walk. I stood up and the dark figure spoke " Hello Wookie, what shall i call you?" "RAWRGGHHH" (Cak'Tas). "I see, well I am a Sith Lord called Vetiyo who is currently studying on Korriaban." The wookie boy did not understand what he was talking about, not knowing the sith but only knowing the Jedi. "RAWWGGGHHH?" the Wookie asked in confusion. "Well, the Sith is the opposite of the Jedi, instead of acting with out emotion we act with passion. "I would like to take you in as my apprentice, I will teach you the basics of fighting and the Sith order. "HHHARRAGG?" he wondered why he saved him. "Oh yes, I was on a mission to collect the plant life on your home world of Kashyyyk while collecting I found you, I felt a power deep, deep within you. So I helped you and know your here." After days of recovering of the recent events Cak'Tus' Lord called him to meet him in the training room. The wookie stumbling around the and eventually finding the Training room he was briefed on the basics of the sith order how to show respect to higher ranking sith and of course the Sith Code. "Also my apprentice i shall be calling you Cactus from now on, due to me not being able to properly pronounce your name." The Wookie nodded in agreement. After a few weeks of training the Young apprentice finally understood the basic of the sith order and the basics of combat. "Apprentice I think it is time to find your self a saber. You must go to a crystal cave such as the one on Dantooine and Ilum due to the power of true crystals, unlike synthetically produce ones. The two traveled to Ilum first in search of a pure red crystal that matched the wookie's heart. When they entered it was dark, The Sith Lord said "Use your emotions and your past to find what your looking for! Use what your passionate in doing and ideals take control of you to find what you need! Find the best crystal for killing the ones who took everything form you." Using his emotion the apprentice ran through the caves looking for something that spoke to him just like the trees on his home world. hours of searching nothing, until he found a glowing red crystal speaking of pain and bloodshed. He looked closer, and walked it only speaking louder to him with every step. He grabbed it. It became quiet. After a long night in the caves he bade his way out and his master was standing their waiting on him. "You found a good one!" Both went back to the sith temple on Korriban to construct Cactus' first saber. Constructing a saber is a hard and long process, if something doesn't match what you want to be it can cause potential loss. After the process was complete it felt like his own one in a kind blade. His lord wanted him to try it out so they fought. of course losing to his superior master. Although his blade felt nice he still sucked at dueling. "Very well, that is enough. I would like you to duel other apprentices to train combat and study the meaning of the sith code and saber forms while I'm on a mission." In the middle of their conversation a large amount of ships came into the atmosphere the Sith Lord yelling Apprentice go in the temple we are being raided by the Republic! The wookie running into the temple to hide. A hour later he herd noises what sounded like light sabers so he went closer. He saw two Higher ranking Jedi fighting his master he wanted to do something but he would only be in the way. The lord cut one down but only to be stabbed in the back by the other. He watched in Horror as his master feel to the ground. The wookie was angered to see another person he cared about fallen to Republic scum. He knew if he was found now he would be captured so he hid until the jedi were killed or pushed away form Korriban. Years have past Cactus has grown to be a Young Man still wanting revenge for his fallen master. The Raid that happened years ago still angered him to this day, he never could truly find another master. He started a duel with apprentice who felt almost as strong as his lord before. He fought with no remorse and attacked very aggressively so aggressive he beat this apprentice in the duel. Not only beat him but killed him. Weeks later he trained some more to improve and hopefully revenge his master one day. However killing a sith isn't something you can get away with, he was not liked through out the Sith Order, although proving himself it was looked down a pond killing other sith while dueling. This word got out to most of the sith order, a filthy wookie killed a prospering young student of the sith. Cactus was called to stand a trial in front of Dark Council of the Sith Order, for what he was not told. This trial consisted of the basics of the saber forms and a deeper meaning of the sith code. After these there was duel against a Sith Lord, Thinking this was a trial by combat for what he has done to the apprentice. "This is a trial of combat, there is no point on hiding it this is a fight to the death!" One of the Dark Council members said. My eyes opened, thinking my life could not lead to me dying here. Therefore i must fight with no mercy and use everything to my advantage! Starting off very aggressive i leaped forward striking for possible weak points they were to no avail. So i backed off waiting for my chance to strike, he attacked shortly after were i was able to block him and force push him to hit his back on to the wall. In doing so I attacked cutting a little in to the sith's chest. He regained his saber and waited. I attacked again for the same spot he blocked and force choked me. It was to strong i could not break free. However i saw my saber behind him, so i forced pulled it closer to me and ignited it. Killing the Sith Lord. Me trying to regain my energy and understand what just happened under all of the adrenaline. "Well done Cactus! You May now call your self a Sith Lord!" One of the Dark Council member said, I bowed in respect. I could not believe what I just went through, I thought i was being punished for killing another sith in combat. However it was all a test on becoming a stronger me. I don't believe it I have reached my master's level maybe even higher! Now i will be ready when we go after those jedi. The ones who made my life full of death and blood. THEY SHALL DIE!
Thats it for rn might comeback to fix the story // bad grammer but idk (wrote when tired)
This is probs bad but whatever!
Born form Kashyyyk like most Wookies, a young boy name Cak'Tas was considered the runt of all the Wookies. As all young Wookies we were curious on planet visitors such as Republic Soldiers. Being a small child, Republic Soldiers and other Wookie children began taking out anger and frustration on the poor boy. This lasted for many decades of his childhood, until one moment where he herd a whisper, wondering where this was coming from, the boy followed it to a tree hidden deep into a forest. The tree was speaking? He spoke back, asking what are you? The tree responding with "The Force!" Not understanding what has just occurred he ran back home skeptical of all trees he pasted. Scared of his new powers he did not "test" anywhere near his home. One day he was near the tree it all started, when he herd the same voice. "Use the power of the force, push the leaf in front of you." After hearing the boy closed his eyes and extended his arm. Nothing. "Imagine using your life force to push the leaf" Closing his eyes again he breathed deeply in then pushed both of his arms out and exhaling everything in his lungs. The Leaf inched forward. Feeling happy for progressing his new power, Cak'Tus walked proudly back to hims home in the trees. However on his way back his village of Wookies some how caught a blaze due to a ship fuel leakage. He quickly ran back to his home! But only found nothing, attempting to go in to find his family he tripped and his fur and knees caught fire, screaming in pain he ran away patting it along the way. Eventually his fur stopped burning but his knee skin was damaged to no repair. Saving himself, but his village burned. The fire lasted for days, meanwhile Cak'Tas looked for any sign of his family. Finding no success he cried. The few corrupt Republic Soldiers found him all alone, saying things such as "Look what we have here, dinner..." Being it has a couple of days since the accident started they might have been hungry, due to them not knowing how to survive off the land. "RRWWWGGGG" (stay back) Yet they continued to get closer and closer, "Don't worry it will be over for you soon enough." Once he had his hand on me I was angered; angered at the fact if they were no here none of this would have ever happened, how i would still have my family and everything would be better. "RRRAARRWHHGWWR!!" (I'M NOT A RUNT ANYMORE!!) Shoving my arms forward, exhaling with all my power. They flew back hitting a large rock behind him; Thinking he was dead I ran, ran, and ran. Days later after losing all my fight, i gave up. Laying down on the ground thinking of his short lived life. How being a small young Wookie made him get treat him being a weaker and lessor being. Dreaming how being a stronger Wookie would have changed his life, and how could protect what he loved.
On the edge death, I saw dark figure. Not caring about it I closed my eyes.... Only to awaking in what looks like a space shuttle with wires hooked on to me, I was still weak so i could barely look around. "Don't move too much, you might die." I saw a human in a dark robe, but being so weak i fell back and rested. Waking up in pain I felt strong enough to walk. I stood up and the dark figure spoke " Hello Wookie, what shall i call you?" "RAWRGGHHH" (Cak'Tas). "I see, well I am a Sith Lord called Vetiyo who is currently studying on Korriaban." The wookie boy did not understand what he was talking about, not knowing the sith but only knowing the Jedi. "RAWWGGGHHH?" the Wookie asked in confusion. "Well, the Sith is the opposite of the Jedi, instead of acting with out emotion we act with passion. "I would like to take you in as my apprentice, I will teach you the basics of fighting and the Sith order. "HHHARRAGG?" he wondered why he saved him. "Oh yes, I was on a mission to collect the plant life on your home world of Kashyyyk while collecting I found you, I felt a power deep, deep within you. So I helped you and know your here." After days of recovering of the recent events Cak'Tus' Lord called him to meet him in the training room. The wookie stumbling around the and eventually finding the Training room he was briefed on the basics of the sith order how to show respect to higher ranking sith and of course the Sith Code. "Also my apprentice i shall be calling you Cactus from now on, due to me not being able to properly pronounce your name." The Wookie nodded in agreement. After a few weeks of training the Young apprentice finally understood the basic of the sith order and the basics of combat. "Apprentice I think it is time to find your self a saber. You must go to a crystal cave such as the one on Dantooine and Ilum due to the power of true crystals, unlike synthetically produce ones. The two traveled to Ilum first in search of a pure red crystal that matched the wookie's heart. When they entered it was dark, The Sith Lord said "Use your emotions and your past to find what your looking for! Use what your passionate in doing and ideals take control of you to find what you need! Find the best crystal for killing the ones who took everything form you." Using his emotion the apprentice ran through the caves looking for something that spoke to him just like the trees on his home world. hours of searching nothing, until he found a glowing red crystal speaking of pain and bloodshed. He looked closer, and walked it only speaking louder to him with every step. He grabbed it. It became quiet. After a long night in the caves he bade his way out and his master was standing their waiting on him. "You found a good one!" Both went back to the sith temple on Korriban to construct Cactus' first saber. Constructing a saber is a hard and long process, if something doesn't match what you want to be it can cause potential loss. After the process was complete it felt like his own one in a kind blade. His lord wanted him to try it out so they fought. of course losing to his superior master. Although his blade felt nice he still sucked at dueling. "Very well, that is enough. I would like you to duel other apprentices to train combat and study the meaning of the sith code and saber forms while I'm on a mission." In the middle of their conversation a large amount of ships came into the atmosphere the Sith Lord yelling Apprentice go in the temple we are being raided by the Republic! The wookie running into the temple to hide. A hour later he herd noises what sounded like light sabers so he went closer. He saw two Higher ranking Jedi fighting his master he wanted to do something but he would only be in the way. The lord cut one down but only to be stabbed in the back by the other. He watched in Horror as his master feel to the ground. The wookie was angered to see another person he cared about fallen to Republic scum. He knew if he was found now he would be captured so he hid until the jedi were killed or pushed away form Korriban. Years have past Cactus has grown to be a Young Man still wanting revenge for his fallen master. The Raid that happened years ago still angered him to this day, he never could truly find another master. He started a duel with apprentice who felt almost as strong as his lord before. He fought with no remorse and attacked very aggressively so aggressive he beat this apprentice in the duel. Not only beat him but killed him. Weeks later he trained some more to improve and hopefully revenge his master one day. However killing a sith isn't something you can get away with, he was not liked through out the Sith Order, although proving himself it was looked down a pond killing other sith while dueling. This word got out to most of the sith order, a filthy wookie killed a prospering young student of the sith. Cactus was called to stand a trial in front of Dark Council of the Sith Order, for what he was not told. This trial consisted of the basics of the saber forms and a deeper meaning of the sith code. After these there was duel against a Sith Lord, Thinking this was a trial by combat for what he has done to the apprentice. "This is a trial of combat, there is no point on hiding it this is a fight to the death!" One of the Dark Council members said. My eyes opened, thinking my life could not lead to me dying here. Therefore i must fight with no mercy and use everything to my advantage! Starting off very aggressive i leaped forward striking for possible weak points they were to no avail. So i backed off waiting for my chance to strike, he attacked shortly after were i was able to block him and force push him to hit his back on to the wall. In doing so I attacked cutting a little in to the sith's chest. He regained his saber and waited. I attacked again for the same spot he blocked and force choked me. It was to strong i could not break free. However i saw my saber behind him, so i forced pulled it closer to me and ignited it. Killing the Sith Lord. Me trying to regain my energy and understand what just happened under all of the adrenaline. "Well done Cactus! You May now call your self a Sith Lord!" One of the Dark Council member said, I bowed in respect. I could not believe what I just went through, I thought i was being punished for killing another sith in combat. However it was all a test on becoming a stronger me. I don't believe it I have reached my master's level maybe even higher! Now i will be ready when we go after those jedi. The ones who made my life full of death and blood. THEY SHALL DIE!
Thats it for rn might comeback to fix the story // bad grammer but idk (wrote when tired)
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Faerie
VIP
It’s funny how much power a few words could have over people. How such few words can aid in the building of hope, only for a single action to shred it to pieces--to obliterate it as though it never existed in the first place. Hope is something for fools to cling to. And, oh, how foolish I used to be. My hope came in the form of dreams--hallucinations of a perfect reality where I hadn’t been taken. Most nights, I couldn’t find sleep. Not with the memory of my abductor’s cold, metal hand clamping down around my arm--the stiff, strange dialect that sounded nothing like my own--and then the blunt force to the back of my skull. The memories after that were always the worst. I had woken surrounded by faces I did not recognize--faces I still don’t recognize or care to remember. All I knew was that they were the survivors: women and children of shattered families that now lacked a patriarch. I still sometimes smell the stench of the dead that they piled into the corner--the fathers whose fates were far better than their wives and children. It drove one mad, that stench. The odor of bodies decaying, both fresh and old pools of dark blood, pools of other bodily fluids that I refused to even let myself ponder what any of it was. Bugs buzzed around the damp cellar, weaving in and out of the prisoners, landing on those both dead and alive in search of some feast.
I can still feel the bugs burrowing beneath my skin--sometimes it keeps me up at night. That wasn’t even the bulk of it, though. The piles soon began to grow with bodies of women and children alike--robed soldiers often storming into the room, scanning those who cowered. May the Goddess have pity on whosoever they chose. It was a routine, I’d come to notice. There was no sunlight, so we couldn’t tell what time of day it was--if it even was day. We could only count. Count, count, count. It was around seven-thousand that a new guard would come in. Sometimes it would take them double that; those were the merciful times. It was difficult to find sleep for most. Exhaustion had caused others to become delirious--to speak to themselves. To speak to the bodies that lay motionless and stared with glassy hues. It was a mercy I wish I had. Instead, I found myself passing out more oft than not, not quite knowing if I would wake again. It was how I was trained--to remain calm in the ugly face of fear. To stare right back into Death’s eyes unflinchingly. I heard my mother’s words every night: remain calm and quiet lest you wish to start a riot. Stupid words, really. And yet… I couldn’t help but repeat them, using them to bury any anger within that began to swelter. Anger that gnawed at my soul, just as the hunger that gnawed at my stomach.
The day of my rescue was just as swift as the day of my abduction. Everything moved so fast. First there was banging--then a man burst through the doors wielding a glowing sword that waned through the air in an elegant arch with each graceful movement the man made. Despite the brutality of his actions as he cleaved our captors in half, I couldn’t help but find some admiration for the man. The way in which he honed his weapon to be one with his body--an extension of himself. A Jedi. He was a Jedi. A man who promised balance and preached peace. A man who once told me that the Jedi Order would help me in controlling the fear that had festered within me for so long, buried beneath a false sense of serenity. He must have seen something in me, for he had offered to take me to the Jedi Temple, to teach me the ways of the Jedi so that something like this would never happen again; so that I could protect my family. It wasn’t long before I found myself on Coruscant, led by the man into a building that I could have sworn I had seen before, despite it being my first time to the planet. From then on, I was a padawan, a jedi-in-training. It was strange, how my dreams translated into reality. Before I knew it, I had recognized a face that was familiar and yet not at the same time. His name was Charger--a young boy only a few years older than me, by the looks of it. And his smile was strange. It was as if nothing that I had endured had even happened. All there was, was his lopsided, boyish smile.
As a few years went by, Charger and I grew close. He excelled at battle while I excelled at healing and my studies. We were an odd pair, but we grew to lean on one another for help, feeding off one another’s strengths and weaknesses. We were attached at the hip. After a few years of training to become a padawan, it finally came time for us to be assigned Masters for our training. I was assigned to a tall man with yellow eyes and black hair. His name was Master Krell. I did not know much about Master Krell except that he was General and led brave men called clones like the man in white who saved me a few years before. Master Krell was odd. He often taught me things such as how a Jedi must use clones to accomplish missions. He told me clones were tools of war--mindless pawns--used to move about the battlefield and advance upon the enemy. One thing he had drilled into my head over and over again was that winning prevaled above all else. It was winning that mattered, not the lives of men that could easily be recreated in the many clone factories. That victory meant balance. He said the power we had as force-sensitives was to be used to help us win battles. I went on many missions with Master Krell, which I was told to keep a secret because I was in competition with the other padawans to become the best Jedi. One mission, we were paired with members of the 501st legion. Two of their men disobeyed Master Krell’s orders are were charged with treason and put up for execution. Their Captain, a clone named Rex, challenged Master Krell’s decision. I saw pain wash over the Captain’s face as my Master told him to prepare a firing squad. I remembered the look on his face, a look I remember seeing on the people of Nabat’s faces.
After the Captain had left, I asked Master Krell if the Captain was a defect, that he appeared to show emotion. Krell told me no clone has emotion and that I was deflecting what my emotions were onto a trooper. He pushed me to the ground and threatened to abandon me as his padawan if I would not obey and listen to his every word. It was winning that mattered, not the cost. Hours later, Master Krell ordered us all to storm the capital of Umbaran. I knew many of the clones would die in this mission, but what I didn’t know was my Master was leading them into battle against their own. As I was preparing to leave with the clones, Master Krell told me I would not be needed in battle and was dismissed to go work on my studies. I tried to protest as I knew I would be able to help the clones, but he snarled at me and said I was not needed. He said us Jedi would not be needed in this battle and set off towards his chambers. As I wandered away from Master Krell, I saw the Captain and his men lagging behind the rest. I told them they should catch up with the others, but the Captain told me they were given different orders and turned around. I know I wasn’t supposed to go on this mission but I followed the main group of troopers from behind; having a terrible feeling in my chest.
As we got closer to the meeting point, I recognized a familiar energy but did not know where it was coming from. Immediately, gun fire started from both sides. Many of my men fell as the communicators went off signaling battle. I raced forward through the mist to cut down my opponents. As I reached the other side of the mist, I was met with familiar clones bearing the color yellow. I immediately screamed at the troopers from the 501st to stop firing and told Commander Cody he was firing at his brothers. I was dazed by confusion. Why was this happening? Why did Master Krell send us to this point and order the clones to fire on the other clones? Did the clones know? I spoke to 212th and asked why they were there and if they knew about the threat in the area. They told me the sector was clear and they had been based there for two days. At this moment, I knew the Jedi were corrupt. They did not care for life. They treated their own kind like shields. I knew I could not stay here and left. Running as fast as I could away from the clones. I let my anger and fear consume me until I was lost. A few years after I deserted the Jedi Order, I remember reading about a planet called Athiss in a book Master Krell had in his personal collection. I read about a code that allowed one to embrace emotions and to truly wield the force instead of letting it wield them. Upon landing on Athiss, I saw a beautiful planet that reminded me of my home. As I wandered, I was ambushed by a group of lightsaber wielders, one who recognized me.
It was Charger. They captured me and brought me back to their sanctuary. I told Charger about Master Krell’s corruption and my abandoning of the Jedi order. I told him how I hated the Jedi and everything they stood for. They did not care for human life but for power and wanted to control and manipulate force users into accomplishing their agenda. He told me he thought the Jedi were corrupt as well but told me about a new order called the Sith. He told me about the Sith and me being able to give into my emotions and find my own peace in the galaxy through the Sith. Charger offered to teach me the ways of the Sith and I accepted. Converting to Sith gave me power I could never achieve if I remained a Jedi. The Sith order taught me tolerance and patience. It taught me to control the Force and that emotions were normal and gave us more power. 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 free me.
(PS bless my sister for helping me a little with wording so I didnt repeat myself a billion times uwu)
I can still feel the bugs burrowing beneath my skin--sometimes it keeps me up at night. That wasn’t even the bulk of it, though. The piles soon began to grow with bodies of women and children alike--robed soldiers often storming into the room, scanning those who cowered. May the Goddess have pity on whosoever they chose. It was a routine, I’d come to notice. There was no sunlight, so we couldn’t tell what time of day it was--if it even was day. We could only count. Count, count, count. It was around seven-thousand that a new guard would come in. Sometimes it would take them double that; those were the merciful times. It was difficult to find sleep for most. Exhaustion had caused others to become delirious--to speak to themselves. To speak to the bodies that lay motionless and stared with glassy hues. It was a mercy I wish I had. Instead, I found myself passing out more oft than not, not quite knowing if I would wake again. It was how I was trained--to remain calm in the ugly face of fear. To stare right back into Death’s eyes unflinchingly. I heard my mother’s words every night: remain calm and quiet lest you wish to start a riot. Stupid words, really. And yet… I couldn’t help but repeat them, using them to bury any anger within that began to swelter. Anger that gnawed at my soul, just as the hunger that gnawed at my stomach.
The day of my rescue was just as swift as the day of my abduction. Everything moved so fast. First there was banging--then a man burst through the doors wielding a glowing sword that waned through the air in an elegant arch with each graceful movement the man made. Despite the brutality of his actions as he cleaved our captors in half, I couldn’t help but find some admiration for the man. The way in which he honed his weapon to be one with his body--an extension of himself. A Jedi. He was a Jedi. A man who promised balance and preached peace. A man who once told me that the Jedi Order would help me in controlling the fear that had festered within me for so long, buried beneath a false sense of serenity. He must have seen something in me, for he had offered to take me to the Jedi Temple, to teach me the ways of the Jedi so that something like this would never happen again; so that I could protect my family. It wasn’t long before I found myself on Coruscant, led by the man into a building that I could have sworn I had seen before, despite it being my first time to the planet. From then on, I was a padawan, a jedi-in-training. It was strange, how my dreams translated into reality. Before I knew it, I had recognized a face that was familiar and yet not at the same time. His name was Charger--a young boy only a few years older than me, by the looks of it. And his smile was strange. It was as if nothing that I had endured had even happened. All there was, was his lopsided, boyish smile.
As a few years went by, Charger and I grew close. He excelled at battle while I excelled at healing and my studies. We were an odd pair, but we grew to lean on one another for help, feeding off one another’s strengths and weaknesses. We were attached at the hip. After a few years of training to become a padawan, it finally came time for us to be assigned Masters for our training. I was assigned to a tall man with yellow eyes and black hair. His name was Master Krell. I did not know much about Master Krell except that he was General and led brave men called clones like the man in white who saved me a few years before. Master Krell was odd. He often taught me things such as how a Jedi must use clones to accomplish missions. He told me clones were tools of war--mindless pawns--used to move about the battlefield and advance upon the enemy. One thing he had drilled into my head over and over again was that winning prevaled above all else. It was winning that mattered, not the lives of men that could easily be recreated in the many clone factories. That victory meant balance. He said the power we had as force-sensitives was to be used to help us win battles. I went on many missions with Master Krell, which I was told to keep a secret because I was in competition with the other padawans to become the best Jedi. One mission, we were paired with members of the 501st legion. Two of their men disobeyed Master Krell’s orders are were charged with treason and put up for execution. Their Captain, a clone named Rex, challenged Master Krell’s decision. I saw pain wash over the Captain’s face as my Master told him to prepare a firing squad. I remembered the look on his face, a look I remember seeing on the people of Nabat’s faces.
After the Captain had left, I asked Master Krell if the Captain was a defect, that he appeared to show emotion. Krell told me no clone has emotion and that I was deflecting what my emotions were onto a trooper. He pushed me to the ground and threatened to abandon me as his padawan if I would not obey and listen to his every word. It was winning that mattered, not the cost. Hours later, Master Krell ordered us all to storm the capital of Umbaran. I knew many of the clones would die in this mission, but what I didn’t know was my Master was leading them into battle against their own. As I was preparing to leave with the clones, Master Krell told me I would not be needed in battle and was dismissed to go work on my studies. I tried to protest as I knew I would be able to help the clones, but he snarled at me and said I was not needed. He said us Jedi would not be needed in this battle and set off towards his chambers. As I wandered away from Master Krell, I saw the Captain and his men lagging behind the rest. I told them they should catch up with the others, but the Captain told me they were given different orders and turned around. I know I wasn’t supposed to go on this mission but I followed the main group of troopers from behind; having a terrible feeling in my chest.
As we got closer to the meeting point, I recognized a familiar energy but did not know where it was coming from. Immediately, gun fire started from both sides. Many of my men fell as the communicators went off signaling battle. I raced forward through the mist to cut down my opponents. As I reached the other side of the mist, I was met with familiar clones bearing the color yellow. I immediately screamed at the troopers from the 501st to stop firing and told Commander Cody he was firing at his brothers. I was dazed by confusion. Why was this happening? Why did Master Krell send us to this point and order the clones to fire on the other clones? Did the clones know? I spoke to 212th and asked why they were there and if they knew about the threat in the area. They told me the sector was clear and they had been based there for two days. At this moment, I knew the Jedi were corrupt. They did not care for life. They treated their own kind like shields. I knew I could not stay here and left. Running as fast as I could away from the clones. I let my anger and fear consume me until I was lost. A few years after I deserted the Jedi Order, I remember reading about a planet called Athiss in a book Master Krell had in his personal collection. I read about a code that allowed one to embrace emotions and to truly wield the force instead of letting it wield them. Upon landing on Athiss, I saw a beautiful planet that reminded me of my home. As I wandered, I was ambushed by a group of lightsaber wielders, one who recognized me.
It was Charger. They captured me and brought me back to their sanctuary. I told Charger about Master Krell’s corruption and my abandoning of the Jedi order. I told him how I hated the Jedi and everything they stood for. They did not care for human life but for power and wanted to control and manipulate force users into accomplishing their agenda. He told me he thought the Jedi were corrupt as well but told me about a new order called the Sith. He told me about the Sith and me being able to give into my emotions and find my own peace in the galaxy through the Sith. Charger offered to teach me the ways of the Sith and I accepted. Converting to Sith gave me power I could never achieve if I remained a Jedi. The Sith order taught me tolerance and patience. It taught me to control the Force and that emotions were normal and gave us more power. 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 free me.
(PS bless my sister for helping me a little with wording so I didnt repeat myself a billion times uwu)
Estrella
Member
During the Mandalorian Wars, Commander Canderous Ordo was a fierce warrior and loyal man who stuck close to his family and fellow brothers. His leadership echoed throughout the galaxy to many Jedi, including Knight Revan of the Jedi Order. After Canderous said goodbye to his pregnant wife, he went on a voyage to several planets.
He was ambushed on Ok'ul by the notorious Jedi Knight Yetumus and his Republic Troopers and with Canderous's intelligence told his men to retreat to the mountains and rained down on their enemies with Mandalorian blasters. Due to their great efforts, they won without any casualties. Canderous obtained Jedi Knight Yetumus's saber and hung it as an ornament in his ship.
Ordo's second journey consisted of heading to the planet known as Reiko, a group of only 3 Jedi Knights was located on the planet. Canderous hunted them down until they discovered a Jedi Temple. Once Canderous entered it, he got locked inside and separated from his men. He went down into the temple and found many Kyber Crystals. Suddenly a Jedi Knight slashed his armor cutting off his right shoulder pad, Canderous impulsively took his blaster and shoved it down into the Jedi Knight's skull and pulled the trigger. He flew up in the air with his jetpack and operated his Mandalorian vambrace lighting up the whole cave with fire without any remorse. The remaining Jedi lunged at him, Ordo quickly dodged and sliced one of them in half with a vibroblade and then proceeded to throw it at the last Jedi Knight striking him in the head. He collected the lightsabers and ran to the Temple's door before the cave was set ablaze, he slit open the Temple door's hinges and escaped. His troopers weren't worried one bit about Ordo's security. He left with now four lightsabers on his dashboard.
Ordo's final journey to regain Sector 511-2 through 407-10 was almost successful, all he needed to do was capture and secure a Jedi stronghold on the planet Jekulhk. Throughout his whole journey, he only lost a few men to disease sudden death and only 5 to Jedi ambushes. Overconfident, Canderous Ordo snuck into the Jedi stronghold along with Lieutenant Ku'dar. His plan was to slaughter all of his enemies from the inside to out without alerting any Republic soldiers, and that is exactly what he did. He killed all Republic soldiers including Jedi Master Gendaru. Before he began returning home from securing all intelligence of Republic forces from the Jedi stronghold, he grabbed Master Gendaru's lightsaber and started heading back to his ship to hang Gendaru's lightsaber. A ship out of nowhere shot down Lieutenant Ku'dar's ship, the Night Wing killing several men, including Ku'dar. Canderous Ordo flinched and alerted his men to retreat to the stronghold. While retreating a lightsaber was thrust into one of the Mandalorian Crusader's back. Everyone returned fire to the Jedi Knight. The Jedi Knight deflected a blaster into one of Canderous's men and pummeled another to the ground. Before the blink of an eye, half of Canderous's men were slaughtered. Once Jedi Knight Revan was able to get them all to surrender due to the Jedi Knight's combat prowess. The Jedi Knight rounded up all of the Mandalorians and confiscated their weapons and communications, he even wrapped them in prototype electric cuffs. The Jedi Knight strutted to Canderous Ordo's ship and retrieved all of the Jedi's lightsabers that Ordo obtained from their deaths. Revan got angered after realizing one of the Lightsabers happened to be the close friend within the Jedi Order, Yetumus. He returned to where all of Canderous's men were and said: "For every Jedi you have slain, I shall kill 1 of your men with their weapon to regain true balance". He then proceeded to kill 9 of the 16 Mandalorians that remained. While most of Canderous's men screamed in agony one of them getting a lightsaber thrust through their chest whispered to Canderous: "You killed us all...". Canderous asked for the Jedi Knight's name. The Jedi Knight replied with: "Jedi Knight Revan of the Jedi Order". Canderous was honored to die from such a brilliant warrior and closed his eyes in defeat. Once Jedi Knight Revan ignited Yetumus's lightsaber in front of Canderous, he struck a Mandalorian that ran straight in front of Canderous to save him. She cried out in pain while Canderous sliced open his cuffs from the lightsaber's blade extruding out of the Mandalorian. He began running along with some other Mandalorians, they all took separate ships while Canderous abandoned them all in his own. He was never heard from again within the Mandalorian Wars.
His son, Estrella Ordo was born approximately 14 years ago was a protector of his home planet of Ordo. Estrella Ordo was considered one of the greatest within his youth. Possibly even better than his father as proved by Clan Ordo documents. After getting word from his mother that Estrella Ordo's father was missing in action. In anger, Estrella Ordo went to find his father and traveled across the galaxy to a plant known as Taris. Upon arrival, his ship was bombed by a person wearing tattered clothing. When confronted, the man captured Estrella Ordo and brought him to the Crime Lord Davik Kang for a prize. Davik said: "Canderous, kill him". Estrella was surprised and revealed he was his son. Davik still ordered Estrella's execution, Canderous responded with a knife in Davik's throat and his goons burnt to a crisp. Both father and son returned to the planet of Ordo to see Estrella's mother. Estrella was now 18 at the time and was ecstatic to bring the family together. Once they arrived at their clan's village, the place was in ruins, houses set on fire and ravaged. Estrella ran inside of his house with Canderous and found their loved one, on the ground with blood all over her, she was raped and tortured alive. Estrella was angry and blamed Canderous for his mistakes of leaving the family. Canderous left Estrella alone and became depressed as well as devoted to Mandalore to avenge his wife and sure Mandalore as he did once long ago. While Estrella investigated his clan's village and found out Trandoshans were the ones who destroyed their village, at the time they were in an alliance with the Jedi and began devoted to slaughtering every single Trandoshan as well as Jedi, not just the men, but the women and children too. Therefore Estrella strapped on his mother's armor and began his journey of killing every single Trandoshan he saw. Estrella came to the point of which half of the Trandoshans became extinct even when a group of 78 Jedi attacked him, he killed them all over the course of 3 days. He was regarded as the One-Eyed Grim Reaper due to his savagery when he slaughtered all of his enemies. Estrella eventually found out that Mandalore and Trandoshans finally signed an alliance against the Jedi, the supervisor of this signing was Canderous Ordo himself. When Estrella Ordo found out about this treaty, he invaded the Trandoshan planet Ki'lokju and killed over 30 Mandalorians just to get to Canderous Ordo. He fought Canderous Ordo in a duel and won. Estrella was about to shove a vibroblade through his father's chest until he hesitated for his loved one, unfortunately, one of the Trandoshans apart of the peace treaty shot Estrella in the chest with a sniper ending his enduring pain of hate for the Trandoshans for destroying his clan, Ordo, and his one and only father.
He was ambushed on Ok'ul by the notorious Jedi Knight Yetumus and his Republic Troopers and with Canderous's intelligence told his men to retreat to the mountains and rained down on their enemies with Mandalorian blasters. Due to their great efforts, they won without any casualties. Canderous obtained Jedi Knight Yetumus's saber and hung it as an ornament in his ship.
Ordo's second journey consisted of heading to the planet known as Reiko, a group of only 3 Jedi Knights was located on the planet. Canderous hunted them down until they discovered a Jedi Temple. Once Canderous entered it, he got locked inside and separated from his men. He went down into the temple and found many Kyber Crystals. Suddenly a Jedi Knight slashed his armor cutting off his right shoulder pad, Canderous impulsively took his blaster and shoved it down into the Jedi Knight's skull and pulled the trigger. He flew up in the air with his jetpack and operated his Mandalorian vambrace lighting up the whole cave with fire without any remorse. The remaining Jedi lunged at him, Ordo quickly dodged and sliced one of them in half with a vibroblade and then proceeded to throw it at the last Jedi Knight striking him in the head. He collected the lightsabers and ran to the Temple's door before the cave was set ablaze, he slit open the Temple door's hinges and escaped. His troopers weren't worried one bit about Ordo's security. He left with now four lightsabers on his dashboard.
Ordo's final journey to regain Sector 511-2 through 407-10 was almost successful, all he needed to do was capture and secure a Jedi stronghold on the planet Jekulhk. Throughout his whole journey, he only lost a few men to disease sudden death and only 5 to Jedi ambushes. Overconfident, Canderous Ordo snuck into the Jedi stronghold along with Lieutenant Ku'dar. His plan was to slaughter all of his enemies from the inside to out without alerting any Republic soldiers, and that is exactly what he did. He killed all Republic soldiers including Jedi Master Gendaru. Before he began returning home from securing all intelligence of Republic forces from the Jedi stronghold, he grabbed Master Gendaru's lightsaber and started heading back to his ship to hang Gendaru's lightsaber. A ship out of nowhere shot down Lieutenant Ku'dar's ship, the Night Wing killing several men, including Ku'dar. Canderous Ordo flinched and alerted his men to retreat to the stronghold. While retreating a lightsaber was thrust into one of the Mandalorian Crusader's back. Everyone returned fire to the Jedi Knight. The Jedi Knight deflected a blaster into one of Canderous's men and pummeled another to the ground. Before the blink of an eye, half of Canderous's men were slaughtered. Once Jedi Knight Revan was able to get them all to surrender due to the Jedi Knight's combat prowess. The Jedi Knight rounded up all of the Mandalorians and confiscated their weapons and communications, he even wrapped them in prototype electric cuffs. The Jedi Knight strutted to Canderous Ordo's ship and retrieved all of the Jedi's lightsabers that Ordo obtained from their deaths. Revan got angered after realizing one of the Lightsabers happened to be the close friend within the Jedi Order, Yetumus. He returned to where all of Canderous's men were and said: "For every Jedi you have slain, I shall kill 1 of your men with their weapon to regain true balance". He then proceeded to kill 9 of the 16 Mandalorians that remained. While most of Canderous's men screamed in agony one of them getting a lightsaber thrust through their chest whispered to Canderous: "You killed us all...". Canderous asked for the Jedi Knight's name. The Jedi Knight replied with: "Jedi Knight Revan of the Jedi Order". Canderous was honored to die from such a brilliant warrior and closed his eyes in defeat. Once Jedi Knight Revan ignited Yetumus's lightsaber in front of Canderous, he struck a Mandalorian that ran straight in front of Canderous to save him. She cried out in pain while Canderous sliced open his cuffs from the lightsaber's blade extruding out of the Mandalorian. He began running along with some other Mandalorians, they all took separate ships while Canderous abandoned them all in his own. He was never heard from again within the Mandalorian Wars.
His son, Estrella Ordo was born approximately 14 years ago was a protector of his home planet of Ordo. Estrella Ordo was considered one of the greatest within his youth. Possibly even better than his father as proved by Clan Ordo documents. After getting word from his mother that Estrella Ordo's father was missing in action. In anger, Estrella Ordo went to find his father and traveled across the galaxy to a plant known as Taris. Upon arrival, his ship was bombed by a person wearing tattered clothing. When confronted, the man captured Estrella Ordo and brought him to the Crime Lord Davik Kang for a prize. Davik said: "Canderous, kill him". Estrella was surprised and revealed he was his son. Davik still ordered Estrella's execution, Canderous responded with a knife in Davik's throat and his goons burnt to a crisp. Both father and son returned to the planet of Ordo to see Estrella's mother. Estrella was now 18 at the time and was ecstatic to bring the family together. Once they arrived at their clan's village, the place was in ruins, houses set on fire and ravaged. Estrella ran inside of his house with Canderous and found their loved one, on the ground with blood all over her, she was raped and tortured alive. Estrella was angry and blamed Canderous for his mistakes of leaving the family. Canderous left Estrella alone and became depressed as well as devoted to Mandalore to avenge his wife and sure Mandalore as he did once long ago. While Estrella investigated his clan's village and found out Trandoshans were the ones who destroyed their village, at the time they were in an alliance with the Jedi and began devoted to slaughtering every single Trandoshan as well as Jedi, not just the men, but the women and children too. Therefore Estrella strapped on his mother's armor and began his journey of killing every single Trandoshan he saw. Estrella came to the point of which half of the Trandoshans became extinct even when a group of 78 Jedi attacked him, he killed them all over the course of 3 days. He was regarded as the One-Eyed Grim Reaper due to his savagery when he slaughtered all of his enemies. Estrella eventually found out that Mandalore and Trandoshans finally signed an alliance against the Jedi, the supervisor of this signing was Canderous Ordo himself. When Estrella Ordo found out about this treaty, he invaded the Trandoshan planet Ki'lokju and killed over 30 Mandalorians just to get to Canderous Ordo. He fought Canderous Ordo in a duel and won. Estrella was about to shove a vibroblade through his father's chest until he hesitated for his loved one, unfortunately, one of the Trandoshans apart of the peace treaty shot Estrella in the chest with a sniper ending his enduring pain of hate for the Trandoshans for destroying his clan, Ordo, and his one and only father.
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