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Darth Rolak

"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."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Zarhara

Description

Age:34
Gender: Male
Species: Unknown
Hair: Black spiked
Weight: 120
Height:5'7"
Clothes: Dark black robes.

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Personality

Cold, Arrogant and dismissive of others very self confident and ruthless. One might say he has no other cares for others except himself and his cause.

Equipment

Blood Res lightsaber- Nothing too special

Force abilities:
Force Choke
Force lightning
Force push
Force Pull
Force shield

So begins...

Darth Rolak's Story

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Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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#, as written by Marcus
Darth Mor simply nodded to Rolak. The Sith Emperor was expecting yet another face and so he remained silent for a time as he walked past the Acolyte of his. There was a time that Mor began to question his own sanity but he simply shook off the feeling and turned his attention to the young Rolak who waited patiently for an answer. "Come with me. I will want to sit down for what needs to be said."

The ship seemed to fall silent as Mor made his way out of the room. Messages from within revealed the order to find the two previous guests and bring them before the Emperor so that a bit of a discussion could be had while they waited. Mor himself ended up entering into a dark room with a single long black table and several chairs on either side.

"Sit Rolak." Mor commanded as he himself took the chair at the end of the table just to turn himself about as to look out into the abyss of space. The Sith Lord's eyes seemed to stare off longingly at a small blue planet that the room was facing. "Do you know why we claim this space as our own Rolak?" The Emperor asked his question while waiting for a perfect response from his apprentice. This of course would buy him more time while he waited for the others to arrive.

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Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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#, as written by Varden
Rolak would be permitted to ask his question before others were escorted into the room.

A'ata and Aleron Shamoon were escorted into the room. Aleron looked to be in physical pain while his wife's anguish was more emotional. "They are being butchered!", she cried out. Aleron leaned against table and slowly lowered himself into a chair. There was a disturbance in the force and though Aleron was no Jedi or Sith his race would have been one of those called force sensitive. A'ata sat beside her husband. "You help them! In claiming sovereignty you are responsible for these people!" A'ata said loudly, her rage directed to the Emperor.

As A'ata slammed her fits into the table Nick Succorso was escorted into the room but he stopped at the door to stare at the two members of CONCORD, still in their personal defense systems. The emblem of CONCORD was clearly displayed on their chest and their left shoulders. Nick could not mistake the symbol. He, like Aleron seemed to be in some degree of pain.

"I was under the impression that CONCORD could not meddle in affairs of null sec, that it was against the Inaya accord. You want to start a war?" Nick stepped into the room but was met by Aleron. The two men shook hands and smiled at each other as if they had known each other for many years. This was because they had known each other a long time ago, in their youth.

"Nick. It has been a very long time."

"Yes it has.", Nick said with a chuckle.

A'ata interrupted the reunion. "My family is being killed!"

"I see.", Nick said as he turned from A'ata to Aleron. Congratulations on your union my friend. He then turned back to A'ata and spoke softly. "We have no way to know what is on the other side of that gate now. We have lost communications with everyone and everything in that system. There could be thousands of those great ships, millions. We would not know. If we move now and lose then we lose everything and everything behind our line suffers the same fate." He pulled away from A'ata and Aleron to take a seat and join the Emperor and Rolak at the table.

The two members of CONCORD took their seats again.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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Galaxy: Onyx
Region: Cobalt Edge
System: Sector 0547


Sovereignty: Zero-One

With enemy forces completely withdrawn from the system, the Machines had set to work in securing resources, and biologicals to assimilate. Things would likely progress swiftly as the Assimilator anchored itself within a Lagrangian point in the system, and the fleet of Basestars fanned out.

A series of commands went out, the command to Re-activate the inhibitor was sent out, in addition to localized Planck fields generated by the individual Basestars, and the Assimilator itself. This concentration of inhibition fields, on top of the Inhibitor should it be activated, would be enough to thoroughly quash the subspace bombs in the system's sun. Disabled, the Machines would be able to carry on with impunity. This particular tactic was to prevent escape from the system, in addition to preventing enemy ships from jumping in until a successful Transwarp conduit was established.

The Machines consolidated their position, surrounding the gate with specialized machine units in addition to constructing what was essentially a large iris over the gate itself. Incoming ships would be smashed at the subatomic level upon a closed iris, akin to bugs on a windshield. At least, such was the theory.

An additional offensive measure was put into place, a massive cylinder roughly the diameter of the gate itself was being fabricated, essentially a factory of sorts to continuously push vessels, machines, and other assets through the gate, and overwhelm the defenses on the other side.

Everything was being consolidated, but of course it would take time, which meant every moment that the Crimson Legion delayed, the Zero One were getting stronger on the other side, by strip mining planets, and assimilating biological life.

However amidst the cacophony of Machines, a single vessel approached the Gate. The vessel itself was roughly 250 meters in length, resembling a large shard of inky black crystal, with two shards of crystal jutting out to either side to give the vessel a Y shape. It's profile was sleek, and no visible propulsion could be made out.

The vessel approached the gate, and the gate flared to life.

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System: J-QOKQ
Breaching the gate...


This System was of course, preparing for the deluge of metal and steel that was soon to come. Inevitably it's gate would flash to life. But rather than the armies of Zero-One, with it's withering mass of Sentinels, and great warships. A Single ship emerged, easily no larger than most frigates, it did not appear to have any weapon ports, no visible engine ports, only a glassy black finish that reflected and shimmered with the light of the Gate, and the ships surrounding it.

The vessel did not appear to have been built by the Machines, or rather, didn't resemble their current designs. Scans would once again be unable to penetrate the exterior, the strange entity emitted no detectable energy signature, and no recognizable IFF.

A simple hail came on an audio only channel, a young female voice, speaking in Iambic cadence.

"Do not shoot, but listen! Let me pass safely... to your Emperor. I wish to finish... what has been set in motion."

That was the only message that was broadcast from the ship, and of course any attempt to garner a targeting solution would be met with some form of countermeasure. Ships would likely find themselves unable to garner weapon locks, as the strange vessel emitted a powerful displacement field, weaving in and out of phase. Visibly, the ship seemed to, upon close inspection appear somewhat transparent, like it was there, yet not there. Yet it was not actually weaving in and out of phase, merely projecting an illusion of some kind, an illusion that would fool eyes and sensors alike.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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#, as written by Marcus
"My Emperor..." a young man's voice filled a communications link. "We have contact." The voice filled the Emperors ear once more as Darth Mor sat and continued to look out into space while listening to the others bicker back and forth within the room. The people of the systems that Mor called his own did in fact show some promise as force sensitives and it showed. Their pain fueled his own anger as he continued to sit and stare off into space and his very being seemed to radiate an aura of malice and greed. The Sith Lord began to have thoughts of covetous intention as what he could do with that technology but it was through mental commands that the officers on deck sent their own message to the knew craft for it to continue its approach.

"Do you think that I am blind to this destruction?" Mor spoke and stood from his seat. His features turned upon the people present in his war room and with grave intentions he did not try to hide his distaste for the subject. A small glass flew from a bottom of a cabinet only to safely land within his hands and was met with an amber liquid that came to its brim. "I will not stand for this mass slaughter to continue any further than what it has. As your Emperor I only demand the knowledge of your fealty to me. Something will be done be it in seconds or weeks but we need only act so long as you act under my banner." Mor quickly took a drought from his glass just to set it down and look upon his apprentice to his right. "We are to be expecting two more to arrive upon the ship. Get the Force Adepts ready and bring them to the outside of this chamber. Then bring two you trust with you here."

"My Apprentice." A mental command seemed to brush through the space between the ships and into the mind of Choi. "Get to my vessel and bring two of your best men. I will be waiting in my war chambers with all my pawns in place. Do not act until I command it."

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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#, as written by Varden
"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."
- Albert Einstein


ImageTime: YC123
Region: Cobalt Edge
Constellation: 5ZAB-N
System: Choi's Gambit (INHIBITOR)
Security Level: -0.23
Sovereignty: The Zero-One Collective

The inhibitor's arms raised and jagged sparks chained space-time once more. Choi's gambit at 9-7SRQ's star would prove as futile as her earlier stratagem though it was a valiant effort. With the inhibitor operational the slipspace reactors could not generate the added dimensional space nor did they have the power output to compress the energy enough to form black holes in normal space. Explosions rocked the star sending out large mass ejections. Flares scorched the first planet. These star quakes would continue for many decades. Though Choi had failed in removing the stain from this system she would be remembered for her actions. If free thinking beings ever again occupied 9-7SRQ they would forever call the system Choi's Gambit.

As the machines consolidated their position, surrounding the gate with specialized units they began to construct an iris over the gate and yet as the new additions were added to the gate the matter forming the iris spaghettified into phase space even as it was constructed. The pieces of the iris were thrown into the true void of phase space as violent rings of light and heat were cast off from the gate in every direction. Despite having sovereignty the creators of the gate had hardwired a number of fail safes into the technology that prevented such tampering. These fail safes were installed to avoid a release of power immeasurable. It would be apparent after these attempts that the gate itself could not be modified and any structures that were directly attached to it or anchored within its activation or output range would eventually be destroyed.

"All's fair in love and war."
- American Proverb


Time: YC123
Region: Cobalt Edge
Constellation: 5ZAB-N
System: J-QOKQ (INHIBITOR)
Security Level: -0.32
Sovereignty: The Crimson Legion

ImageJust as the inhibitors effected attempts to open dimensional tears it also disrupts attempts to phase in and out of space-time or diverge from the natural progression of time and/or the natural plane of space. Here space could be bent but it could not be broken or torn. With the inhibitor active the distortion and illusionary effect of the lone ship entering the system via the gate was not unlike the spatial displacement caused by Aurora fields generated by the Ayen vessels in combat.

This was much different though as the ship was not actually breaking or even bending space-time. It should be a sure bet then that nothing could target the vessel. A few split seconds passed and then nearly half the Ayen vessels rotated their turrets to face the invader. A few moments later and the rest of the fleet had done the same.

Ayen guns rotated and missile bays opened their mouths to the starlit vacuum as drones poured forth from the Ayen ships. The tower had been erected and its force field reflected light as if it were a soap bubble floating in space. Rain bowed hues scattering across its surface as the first of many dreadnaught sized guns to be anchored came online and rotated its barrels to face the invading ship.

Ayen ships' sensor bundles collected information using many different methods. Gravimetric sensors detected small variance in the fabric of space-time to a degree that could pinpoint a drifting coffee mug as it moved across the grid. It did not even need to be filled with coffee. Radar and Ladar was in constant use to detected anything that reflected electromagnetic radiation on a grid unless the searching ship was running silent or was cloaked. Magnetometric sensors detected the strength and point of origin of magnetic fields to within a picometre. This coupled with visible light sensors, FTL reporting, and triangulation made the Ayen sensor bundle extremely difficult to thwart. The natives had developed these technologies in war and thus other technologies had developed to defeat them. The only success thus far had been the cloak paired with magnetic and gravimetric dampeners.

Many of the Ayen ships' pilot captains here were naturally psionic and lent their strength and force of will to the fleet. The guns, missiles, bombs, and other myriad of devices designed to cause death and destruction waited for the command to unleash hell.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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#, as written by Zarhara
Rolak would sit and shake his head. "I do not master but I sense a strong presence in the force in this area of space..." Rolak stated quietly. He glanced around waiting for an answer.

As the other events happened and others entered Rolak would nod to them but other than that he would seem to remain silent.

(Sorry really short post here.)

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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As the massive Laekasan's Bane drifted closer to the Eclipse-class star dreadnaught not far away within the system. Choi's captain shortly arrived. He had a look of either pure anger about something, or pure fear about what was going to occur to himself. "Talk to me captain Dursa" Came a dry voice. Since joining Mor, Choi Vinh had barely spoken aloud, prefering instead to speak with her mind to her Master and teacher, rather then aloud. "What has occured ?" She felt the briefist respite of the disturabances within the Force from the lost system.

"The inhibitor reactivated seconds before the slipspace reactors were set off. They did not create a blackhole as planned, however, the sun did become greately unstable and has sent out many flares onto the planets within the system. Surely to kill the system just by the solar flares alone." Dursa replied calmly. "It is my fault my Lord, I had failed to take into account of the local systems technologies and defenses." The man reached for his throat as Choi choked the life out of him.

When he sank to the floor dead, she said softly "aplogy acepted Captain Dursa." She then pointed to the man who was with him. "State your name." She commanded.

"Lt Jensi ma'am." Came the terrified reply.

"Congratulations, you've just been promoted." Choi said to the man, Captain Jensi raised an eyebrow. He had always wanted to be a Captain in charge of a ship, and since Captain Dursa, the original captain of the Laeaksan's Bane had failed the ships true master, Jensi made a vow right then and there NOT to fail his Lord. She motioned to the lone Bladesguard droid standing nearby, and also Captain Jensi to join her on her shuttle. Within seconds of being seated within the shuttle, the craft left the massive venteral hangar of the Laekasan's Bane and headed for Lord Mor's ship. No doubt Lord Mor knew of the backfiring of the weapon strikes she had used, Next time she was going to just drop a faulty hyperdrive into one of those stains and set it off from inside the thing.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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The Strange Y shaped craft, allowed to continue it seemed maintained it's course towards the Eclipse's position. Traversing the void of space relatively silently.

There were not so much any countermeasures deployed to thwart scanners, as the nature of the vessel itself. The vessel appeared to be made from a strange dynamic proton latticework, an alien and exotic material that glimmered against the stars surrounding it.

The ship sailed smoothly through the void of space until it reached the Eclipse, and should it be allowed to reach the Eclipse, and dock, the strange ship would approach accordingly, following docking instructions to the precise letter.

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Inside the Hangar Bay, the strange ship slipped inside the bay, it's glossy almost crystalline surface reflecting the lights of the bay as it moved to settle onto it's designated pad.

As it lowered itself, the sound of crunching rocks emanated from the ship as inky black crystals emerged from it's underside, and the vessel touched down, with the Crystals touching the floor, small veins of inky black extended outwards on the Hangar floor several feet in all directions, while the ship extended a crystalline ramp that took the form of human skulls, touching the hangar floor at the feet of whomever was to greet the woman.

It was then the android herself emerged, choosing to use a humanoid form to interact with the Emperor, the inky hull of the ship warped and shifted like a pool of water, before she emerged clad in what could be described as a long cape, adorned with golden skulls, the cape itself was a crimson color, and it accented the female's somewhat scantily clad form.

"I have come to meet with he that controls the fate of those beneath, and to discuss that which is to finish what has been started..." The figure said, as her feet touched the ground. She seemed to emanate a powerful force presence, and yet there was something else.

"Make haste, for I shall not tarry much longer." She continued, her words spoken in an almost Iambic tone.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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#, as written by Marcus
The ship was indeed aloud to find a docking spot within the hauls of the Eclipse but not as it wished or by the command of the figure who controlled it. A single high powered Tractor beam came into play containing the ship and preventing any of the spread of inky black veins from ever extending and several Crimson Legion officers stood at the ready with ion weapons in hand. Regardless of how the figure stepped out of the ship she would find that her very presence upon the floor of the hanger would almost seemingly repel her very nature preventing anything from coming off of her or from within as force adepts in silver masks worked their unseen magic upon the unknown beings body to prevent contamination. The Council might have officially been no more but unofficially Mars Corp. and Darth Mor continued to work hand in hand over the comings and goings of technology and information.
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A single silver masked force adept stepped forward and offered a modest bow to the unknown being only to silently gesture for the woman to follow him as he would guide her along with his coterie to their master. The unseen force would not be easily dissipated and it seemed almost permanent if the woman tried to remove the affects as if there was something else aboard the ship that controlled the very nature of such a power. Once the group exited the hanger several more of the Crimson Legions forces would prepare equipment to scan the vessel and a few more bits of shield technology that would be set up around the ship which produced a triangle of blue energy that enveloped around it in order to prevent the spread of any of what the vessel was composed of.

Darth Mor simply shook his head at his guests and poured himself another glass while he waited. "I am rather regretful of what is to befall us." The Sith Lord downed another glass only to sit back down allowing the force to flow through him and around his ship to fortify what was rightfully his. "Our latest guests is the one who you have marked down as a murderer i'm afraid. It seems that she wishes to speak with me." The Emperor laughed only to rub the side of his skull and brush past one of his scars. "I will speak with the thing but know that I will not bend a knee to it or allow it to go unpunished for the crimes it has committed. No, I doubt I could ever allow what has occurred to go without a good reason for it, I will make sure that it knows full well that it cannot hold any ground that I have claimed." Mor began to shake his head as he looked at them all. "Not a single soul or thing in this multiverse can take away from me what I truly own. Those who passed from our world belong to me and I shall not allow death to continue to hunt in my territory any longer." Mor simply pressed a single button upon his chair and began to lean back. He now awaited for his other apprentice to arrive so that he could act and finish this foolish plot before it could advance any further. "A'ata and Aleron, I do hope you both contain yourself while I do the talking. That goes double for you Mr. Succorso. I expect things from what I have seen to go my way from now on."

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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The Cobalt Edge Defense fleet's guns returned to rest just before the Eclipse would have intersected their line of fire. A'ata, Aleron, and Nick had all took a seat. While Nick offered Mor a nod of recognition the two CONCORD members just sat in their seats, anger and pain in their eyes.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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Once everything had been taen care of, and Aiyanna was escorted to where she would meet with Darth Mor, things would slowly begin to unfold.

The doors to Mor's Chambers, conference room, or wherever the meeting was being held slid open to reveal the feared Aiyanna-A. The machine stood there in silence, clad in her ornate outfit as she stepped forward.

Her footsteps sounded heavy for a woman of her stature, her lips parted to speak. Her voice once again speaking in Iambic cadence.

"Now the gate has been unlatched..." She approached the table further.

"Headstones pushed aside... corpses shift and offer room." She added, lowering herself into a chair, should one be provided. "A fate you must abide..." She said, staring Mor directly in the eyes.

"From end to end of this galaxy, most are blinded!" She said, narrowing her eyes. "Are you?" The last two spoken words did not have their Iambic cadence, and were a direct challenge to the sith lord.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Bigsby Big Hat Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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The Emperor simply sat in his seat as the newest guest arrived. She seemed to have the audacity to take a place at his own table but had little to no idea as to what will and how it would occur for her departure. It was infuriating to know that this thing presented itself once again before a member of the Council and the death and destruction it had caused was only more evident that it needed to be destroyed from the very existence of space and time itself. The thing spoke in riddles and Mor frowned as he poured himself another glass.

"You sit before you demise you wretch. I suggest you watch yourself before I put you into your place." The Emperor retorted at her comments while he simply pushed his seat back and glared at the abomination for an automaton. Upon the Eclipse Mor was in control and his mind fell into the hearts of his own men who wore their featureless masks. "Do you truly think I can turn a blind eye to the deaths of my subjects let alone the rape of countless worlds with unfathomable lives being lost?"

The room itself felt like it was shifting slightly as the force worked its power throughout the room and electrical jolts jumped from finger to finger from the Mor's hands only to die down as he clenched them both into tight white knuckled fists. Several of the force adepts that had accompanied Aiyanna-A began to reach for their deactivated sabers while another turned her head to spot a large hatted man walk by from outside the hall. It was upon further investigation that she found the elderly fellow had vanished so she returned with a shrug to the meeting room.

"Speak plainly before I remove you from this cruel world you traverse." It was the Emperor's final command as he continued to glare at the stain that had disgraced his ship.

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The Android grinned, her almost perfect teeth glinting in the light of the ship.

"Were it so easy..." She said, placing her hands on the table, and staring directly at Mor as reality itself seemed to bend and warp around her. The force would become non-existent in this immediate bubble that surrounded the Android.

She continued to stare at Mor as she continued to allow her hands to rest on the table, which it's material seemed to ripple like water, as the reality bubble extended outwards.

The table itself began to transmute, rippling and cracking under the sheer power of the Android's manipulation. Any attempts to stop or inhibit the Transmutation would be met with either a sudden and powerful feedback delivered directly into the user's mind, no matter how adept, or a shorting out of any technical means to stop the transmutation.

"Your power is nothing compared to mine..." She seemed to let out a strange roar, as the table stopped rippling, and a small Sentinel seemed to rise out of the Material.

It made no hostile moves, merely crawled around on the table, before it transmuted into solid quartz in front of the Sith lord, and sat there, frozen in time, and frozen in stone.

"There is much talk, and I have listened, through rock and metal and time. Now I shall talk, and you shall listen." She said, her voice reverberating upon the fabric of reality itself.

Though the force worked it's way around the room, it seemed to find itself unable to penetrate the bubble that the Android had erected around them.

"I have subjugated but one planet in your little refuge, and even then the assimilation is not complete... There is still time to stop the inevitable, but first you must take heed and listen..."

She them made a hand gesture, a small black crystal forming in her hand.

"I am a timeless chorus. Join your voice with mine, and sing victory everlasting." She said, closing her hand and consuming the crystal within.

"Or you will be food; nothing more..."

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#, as written by Marcus
The Sith Emperor remained silent and listened to the foul abomination. The large hatted wizard that passed by did not stay to observe the transmutation and so he could not interfere. The woman spoke of wielding true power and yet she had little to no idea of what Mor had in store. He and his masked force adepts felt the presence that she gave off but it would not stop any of them from using their training to the fullest.

"I have more options on the table than what you are revealing." Mor added as the sound of several sabers activated behind Aiyanna-A. The masked men and women who blocked the entryway began to surround the woman and each one focused their own abilities to prevent the force neutral bubble from even forming. She may not have realized it but taking and using the powers of the Force was a fickle thing and in the long run one should know that erecting such a power would need lots of training.

"The core fleet is coming to aid my vessels and the soldiers who stood against you not to long ago." Mor began to chuckle without regret as he looked to the others in the room. "You threaten a beast more vile and dangerous than what you initially calculated for. Do you not realize the strings I have already pulled to make the future pull into motion before me?"

The saber wielding force adepts held themselves at the ready and some would fall to their knees at the feedback from Aiyanna but their attempt would not fail. Mor himself reached out and lifted the quartz before the android and smiled as it shattered before her into several small pieces.

"No I am afraid my dear child that here within my halls I am the one who shall speak and you will be the one to listen." Mor snapped his fingers and those adepts who still stood raised their hands up towards the tainted woman only to contain her once more. "Now leave my ship and return to your damned vessels. Know that we will come to remove you and that I will be the one to personally extinguish your petty existence." The Sith Emperor turned his back from the android and his force adepts moved in to remove the filth from the meeting room. "A pity I suppose. If you would have watched that tongue we might have been able to discuss the terms of your surrender a bit more."

In the hanger a ship would be seen landing and several troopers in Titan Power Armor would step out along with Victor Bespalov who led his men. "We are to make sure that the ship leaves in peace. I do not care if our ships target the fucking thing once it leaves the Eclipse." Each of the men nodded as several of the Crimson Legion made their rounds while others made sure that the ship that the monster arrived in was still locked down with tractor beams and the strange pyramid shielding that held it in place.

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet
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#, as written by Varden
All things end in time. There is no thing eternal or immortal not touched by time's scythe and ushered into mortality and the dark eventually. - Arden

Deep in the firmament floated two standing upon each others' heels and drifting in the cold void without care. Each was concealed in flowing cloth, black and white or white and black. One held a sword down to his feet and the other held a spear. They were insignificant, invisible, undetectable, and unimportant as they watched from afar. They were naught but shadows. The man sung a single line and only his partner heard him. "♫Tóg mé síos go dtí an cuar abhainn.♫" The sword and spear vibrated as if the singing had awoken them. The woman sung as if in reply but neither the song or the vibrating weapons effected any change. "♫Tóg mé síos go dtí an deireadh troid.♫"

Silence fell between them once more and they were still as if sleep had taken them again...

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Character Portrait: Aiyanna-A Character Portrait: Choi Character Portrait: Victor Bespalov Character Portrait: Darth Mor Character Portrait: Darth Rolak Character Portrait: The Crimson Legion Character Portrait: A'ata Shamoon Character Portrait: Aleron Shamoon Character Portrait: Nick Succorso Character Portrait: Cobalt Edge Defense Fleet Character Portrait: Count Iblis
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Perhaps the Android didn't have an idea the full extent of Mor's power, but perhaps Mor was finding himself completely unaware of the sheer power the Android commanded at her fingertips.

She sat there at the other edge of the table, her expression remained almost an eerie neutral.

"You are a powerful individual, Darth Mor, you control the power of the force and harness it as your own..." She said, her eyes focusing ever so slightly.

"But the force is bound by the laws and facts of the Universe." She said, barely moving her head to the side, as the activated light-sabers likely began to short out. Exploding in the hands of the Adepts in a shower of sparks. This was not force energy but it seemed to be something far different.

The very elemental composition of the Light-sabers began to change, and moments passed and the gasses in the lungs of the Force Adepts were altered on an elemental scale, changing from the mix of oxygen and nitrogen, to hydrogen fluoride gas, and ultimately hydroflouric acid. This would likely cause the men's insides to liquefy as acid began to course through their blood.

"You may control the force, but the universe itself bends a knee to my will." She said, holding out her hands as she suddenly vanished. The Calx had transmuted itself to Nitrogen, Oxygen, Argon, with some latent energies moving through everything. The ship met the same fate, evaporating in a plume of white smoke, and then nothingness.

Aiyanna's voice slowly rang through Mor's Chamber, and the halls of the ship.

"Arrogant creatures! Your deaths will be instantaneous, while we shall suffer the progress of infinitude!" Her voice rang.

"You may be a beast most vile and momsterous, but I am the Deux Ex Machina, I am god!" The voice reverberated about the ship like a clap of thunder, and both Aiyanna and her ship would be gone, as the latent energies that held the transmuted elements together dissipated.





Somewhere in the Milky Way Galaxy
Sector 0000
Zero-One Unicomplex


The dark and mechanical halls of the Zero-One Unicomplex seemed to be devoid of any sort of life, with various Machines moving to and fro their duties. However inside a large throne room a single being was seated, with the Android knelt before him.

"I have delivered your message, and await your instructions, my master..." The Android's Prime body said, as she looked up to him. "I swear my fealty to you, Count Iblis..."

The being nodded ever so slightly, a human avatar of a much greater, much more evil power.

"They are the remnants of the Council, withdraw your forces from their systems, they must seem to win this day, I will set things in motion that will lead to the inevitable weakening and clash that will overwhelm even their mightiest defenses." The being said.

"Journey to Terra and recover a series of magical artifacts." Iblis said. "I require these artifacts to further cement my power here. You must then journey to the Aschen Empire, and secure the Sangraal, and your Primary personality fragment, meld with these so that you may slay the mightiest of gods that oppose our dominion."

Iblis then grinned a wicked grin, before he spoke.

"Leave the Crimson Legion to me.."

The Android promptly offered a bow, and then turned to leave.

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#, as written by Marcus
So it all ways came down to war. Each of the force adepts would fall to their knees and parish and Mor would gaze upon the now missing droid and her death she left with no emotion other than what he had brought to the table. "Get your ships ready." It was the command of an Emperor who left his meeting room and towards his own personal chambers. Several more orders found their way into the hands of each high ranking officer and with that the full armada of The Crimson Legion began to move as a whole.

Victor Bespalov began to smile as the shielding around the ship shrank down destroying the mass into nothingness as its mass feed the shields power at this point. "Men once we are done here get back to the Frost Rifter! We need to contact all former Council troops and force their hands. We are going to war." Victor began to cheer and laugh knowing full well he would see familiar faces once again joining the fray. The Eclipse itself began to run its own diagnostic checks for any residual energy left by the abomination and the Council A.I. that was aboard the ship worked at full capacity.

Nothing would get in the way of Emperor Mor and even if this did act as a minor setback there would be little to nothing to prevent him from proceeding with his future plans.