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Post by 貪欲 on Jan 16, 2010 16:48:12 GMT -5
Walking further into the temple Furan came across many rooms thrashed with markings all across the walls and ceiling. While he ventured further more she came across a group of people that seemed to be training in some sort of strange new power. Looking upon them she searched for someone that fit the description of the one master she had been searching for this entire time "Hmph, I suppose Cain isn't among the lot of you is he?" Saying this in a slightly annoyed manner Furan questioned the group before her, still in pain from her previous injuries from that blasted illusion casted down over her.
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Post by Drake on Jan 17, 2010 21:57:37 GMT -5
The large man walked to the temple his heavy foot steps echoing with every step he took. His red cloak blowing in the wind as he walked up the steps. He opened the door slowly to the temple and looked around, he was looking for the one in charge. Abaddon needed someone to help him understand the ways of the dark side. He needed a master a powerful one so that he could complete his goal. "I am looking for whoever is in charge..." he said in a low voice.
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Post by jedgi on Jan 18, 2010 10:38:54 GMT -5
Nik ( of course now hiding his wings once again) walked over to a kind looking young lady, he turned to her and whispered in her ear, easing control of her mind away from her, "You want to slap Nachta and leave," Nik smirked. The lady stood up, grabbing her bag, walked over to Lady Nachta and (attempted to) slapped her across the face. She then abruptly and briskly walked out of the bar.
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Post by Cain on Jan 18, 2010 14:05:29 GMT -5
Using the ingredients Ryuu had recovered for him, Cain began the creation of a new weapon for his Sith to use. Vassek Noir's holocron contained a great deal of knowledge on the use of Sith Alchemy that went beyond even Cain's expertise. The target of this ritual was the now thawed out Ysalamiri corpse Ryuu had recovered from Drommund Kaas. Being dead it no longer was able to project its signature force bubble, but this was not what Cain needed from it. So long as its cells were still in tact they would contain the creature's DNA... and this was what Cain wanted.
Sitting in the dimly lit meditation room beneath the temple with the Ysalamiri in front of him, Cain began to concentrate all his focus on the tiny creature. It would take quite a bit of time and energy to pin point what Cain was searching for, possibly even days. The work on this had consumed his attention so completely that Cain had hardly even registered Abaddon entering the Temple. Lady Nachta would have to deal with him. This was too important to delay now.
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Post by 貪欲 on Jan 18, 2010 20:58:10 GMT -5
Furan having searched the temple for sometime now had begun to grow frustrated and annoyed by her ignorance from the others. Search harder while bearing with the stinging pain of her wrist she had stumbled upon a hallway leading to the sub-levels of the temple. 'Probably below me, seeing as I can find anyone up here.' Walking over she started to descend the steps with a feeling of entering a darkening aura surround her and her entire body.
Smiling to herself since this more then likely meant that she had found what she was searching for that man known as "Cain the Emperor." Hurrying more now with anticipation then before he ventured below hoping to meet her goal at long last.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 19, 2010 17:21:53 GMT -5
Lady Nachta walked the chaos created by her students. However when the lady that Nik tried to force slap Nachta walked over she just extended her hand out and the women stopped. She then proceed to drain the life Force from her. The women screamed in pain, but no one in the bar but the four students seem to notice it. Nachta was controlling the minds of the entire bar, but unlike her students, she was simple altering their perspective, not forcing thoughts on them.
Once the women collapsed to the ground dead she looked at her students. "Good work. One can do many things when in the mind of another. This is the true power of the Force. The power over the masses. That is if you are good enough and practice at it." Nachta said as she turned and walked out the bar. As soon as they were out of the bar, several screams came out of the bar, as the illusion of two patrons collapsed and their corpse were found by others.
Nachta lead the students back to the Jedi Temple. Once again summoning several people from the street to be her students targets. "Next we are moving onto another ability which is most reconized as that of the Darkside. Force Lightning. It is the art of conistrating the darkside energy into a physical bolt of darkside energy. The strength of this ability is that it creates large amount of pain and fear which you can tap into. You can create a feedback loop which increases your own strength and the power of your attacks if you can tap into your targets emotions. This ability is dangerous if you have cybernetic parts and is not able to be performed by mechanical limbs." Nachta extended her hand and several bolts shot from her finger tips. It struck a target and they feel to the ground screaming and convulsing. She then lowered her hands and stepped back letting her students try, and seeing which ones were paying attention to what she had done in the Force to concentrate the darkside in such a way.
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Post by Lord Xion on Jan 19, 2010 20:04:07 GMT -5
Kan watched as his master; Lady Nachta took the life of a mind controlled girl. Kan felt the lifeforce of the girl disappear as it reinforced nachta. Kan thought they would learn that move next but he was wrong. the force lightning was next. As he listened to Nachta he rememebered the gray scarred man shooting the bolt at kan earlier that day. Kan stuck one arm out in front and started to remember the pain and suffereing he felt from the cut on his torso.
The molecules and electrons in his body started to combust on his finger tips and with a small grunt Kan shot out a wave of lightning to the body in front of him. he concentrated the lightning for several seconds. when he felt that the woman was no more he dropped her to the ground, as the lightning had picked her up. the burned flesh fell to the ground and the lifeless body lay in a serene position.
Kan was starting to get the hang of the 'force'. these abilities would have helped him tremendously if he were back at home however, the matter at hand was kan was starting to feel a glimpse of power. He had a taste of it and now he wanted more. Kan looked at Nachta with a small smirk and said "Done."
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Post by Cain on Jan 19, 2010 21:30:35 GMT -5
After many long hours of genetic manipulation using the dark side, Cain's creation was nearly completed. Cain relied heavily on his own experience as well as the knowledge he had gained from Naga Sadow and Vassek Noir's holocrons in order to perfect his skills in Sith Alchemy. The dark side was known to trigger unnatural mutations within the DNA of organic lifeforms, the real trick was maintaining some level of control over these mutations. It was an immensely difficult task, but one Cain had been preparing for much of his life.
During his earlier years on Chinine and Korriban Cain had studied Sith Alchemy and Magic with great fervor, feeling that these techniques would be the keys to staving off death. While he searched for immortality Cain yielded few successes, but his greatest achievement in the use of Alchemy was by far Anemos. While not achieving the purpose Cain had hoped for, the virus was still a very potent biological weapon.
All that past experience was now focused on the creature before him, the dead and rotting corpse of a Ysalamiri. But through the dark side the creature's DNA had been tainted and altered. Once life was breathed back into it, the new blueprints would create something far different... something unnatural.
Finally through with his labors, Cain wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was exhausted from the exertion the ritual required but he was too close to the end to stop now. Cain brought the creature into the Temple's medical room, laying it out on the operating table. The various tubes, all the sharp instruments and the blood stained table made the room resemble a torture chamber more then a sick bay. Cain extracted a large amount of the Ysalamiri's blood and injected it into one of the many tubes that lined the walls of the medical room. These tubes were used for cloning... Cain would revive the creature using the altered DNA. The resulting clone would be something much different from the original.
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Post by jedgi on Jan 21, 2010 19:08:56 GMT -5
Nik closed his eyes and summoned the anger he was quickly growing accustomed to. Nik thought of anything that could piss him off. Something clicked in Nik's mind and he quickly opened his eyes, lightning shone within them. Nik fired his hand forward as if he were pitching a fast ball and watched in amazement as a wave of deadly lightning erupted forth, crashing into the ground about 10 feet away, leaving its mark.
Nik liked the feeling, loved it perhaps. He tried it a couple more times, tossing his hands forward, throwing bolts of lightning. "Heh heh..." Nik was in a trance of enjoyment of this new found power.
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Post by DarkSaber on Jan 21, 2010 19:41:12 GMT -5
Ashley listened as Lady Nachta spoke about the next step of using Force lightning and that the ability is dangerous if you have cybernetic parts. Ashley knew that she couldn't produce Force lightning with her left hand since it was now replaced with a mechanical one, but she knew she could use her right hand to conjure up the lightning with the Force. She threw out her right hand and sent a great jolt of lightning across the room. "That went a lot better than I thought," she said.
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Post by Gamov on Jan 21, 2010 22:54:09 GMT -5
Janus absorbed the message behind Lady Nachta's words, processing them in his own mind as he slowly closed his eyes and exhaled a deep, calming breath through his nostrils. If there was one thing he was learning quickly from the Force, it was how exhausting it was to practice even the basic techniques. Harnessing his emotions for power was a wholly new concept to the Captain, one that was taking a steep toll on his personal stamina thus far. By this point, the very act of remaining conscious was proving to be a task in itself. But he would resolve to push forwards. Sleep deprivation was not an uncommon phantom for him to confront in his life.
Calming his inner thoughts, Janus focused, delving deep into his own body to the signature sensation of the Force running through him. This power would originate from within himself, and so he would need all of his own energy focused on bringing it out to project as he was instructed to do.
The feeling started out slowly at first, moving as a feint current through his forearms, snaking its way downward towards his finger tips, penetrating his veins and capillaries, electrifying him. The feeling traveled through his every cell, through his every fiber. Traversing the hairs on his arm beneath the sleeves of his uniform, creating a palpable energy on the surface of his skin. Janus felt the sensation quickly grow, encompassing his fingers now as the energy began to extend its influence to the very tips of his gloved hands.
Concentrating on the sensation, Janus tightened the muscles in his hands before his eyes snapped open abrutply and focused on his intended target as they were selected by the Sith Lord.
Throwing his hands forward, Janus released the pent up energy, unfurling from the palms of his hands and unleashing it towards his target as two concentrated streamers of pallid blue lightning bolts. The lightning impacted the man in the chest, forcing him off of his feet to the ground as the energy bit and snapped at his twitching body like an angry serpent. It coiled itself around the helpless victim's body, burning and stinging him as he convulsed in agony, begging for the pain to stop.
"Oh please, help me.... Make it stop. Please." A voice mocked the man's suffering in Janus' mind, a cruel disposition in its maniacal tone.
Outwardly, the Captain was consumed by his own accomplishment. The suffering he was causing, the pain, the anguish. None of it seemed to register in his mind, and it reflected in his eyes. As the lightning cracked and hissed from his fingertips, a thin smile began to play at the corner of his mouth, gently tugging his lips into a twisted expression of satisfaction as his target begged in vain for mercy.
Something in the man's cries, something inexplicable, made Janus enjoy his torment even more. The sight of another being suffering at his hands, pleading for his salvation in between the broken howls of agony, it was empowering to the Captain. For the first time in his life, he had control, he had power. He and he alone would decide if this man lives or dies a horrendously slow, painful death. It was glorious to him, an experience the likes of which he had never before encountered in his life.
Slowly relenting his assault, Janus lowered his hands back to his sides as the last phantoms of energy dissipated into the air. The smell of scorched flesh hung low in the wind, inviting Janus to revisit the moment again. But as he looked upon the broken body of his victim, thin wisps of smoke trailing from his burned body, Janus could feel nothing. No inkling of remorse, no shred of compassion or pity. He had bled his opponent for all he was worth, and still it was not enough to fully satisfy his craving for control and vengeance.
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Post by Cain on Jan 22, 2010 21:40:19 GMT -5
After many days of growth in the bacta tank, the creature Cain had created through Sith Alchemy was finally brought to life. It was a Ysalamir with deep black skin and fur. It had longer claws and teeth then a normal Ysalamir and deep red eyes. There were also barbs along its back bone that extended outwards as it caught a glimpse of Cain.
The creature had a vicious temper. After the liquid in the tube was drained Cain needed to reach out with the force to sooth the Ysalamir's mind before he could release it. The dark Ysalamir perched on Cain's shoulder, hissing as it observed its surroundings. This Ysalamir, unlike others, created a negative of the Ysalamir force bubble. In effect negating the normal bubbles force nullifying effects. Cain had plans for how to make use of this, but for now he had business to attend to.
Flanked by his Elite Guards, two in front and three behind, Cain headed through the Jedi Temple to the landing platform where his shuttle was. Cain's Super Star Destroyer was already over Korriban, so instead Cain would travel in the Nebula class Star Destroyer, The Jack Makura. Once the Emperor was on board the ship made the jump into hyperspace, on its way to Korriban.
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Post by 貪欲 on Jan 24, 2010 0:45:54 GMT -5
Upon her descend of the stairs Furan found herself within the training hall of the great temple. Looking around she saw all the scars and scratches along the walls, as she walked around he touched them with her exposed skin to read the memories of room. While she was flooded with all the memories her senses picked up a set of strong force users closing in on her position at a leisurely pace.
Thinking to herself that this was the promise of power that the rotten snot had promised when she entered the temple. Going through her belongings she took her medic kit and began to fix her wrist to the best of her ability before the others arrived. Patching them up she thought aloud "This had better be worth it, cause if not then...." griding her teeth she never finished her sentence.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 24, 2010 22:40:56 GMT -5
Lady Nachta walked as each person slowly feel more and more the lure of the the darkside. They were getting stronger and luckily for her she had finished all but a few of the most basic abilities in the Force. This meant she would get to pass them over to Ryuu. "The final ability which I will be instructing you in is one known as Force Barrier. This ability allow one to block incoming attacks as if you are equipped with a shield. It can stop anything from a blaster bolt to sword; however its strength depends on ones skill in the Force and ones focus. You are luckly if it holds up to three or four hits; and a great master like Lord Cain could hold up to maybe ten." Lady Nachta said. She then started to summon the Force around her to become a barrier of energy. While it was invisible, it was easy to feel it through the Force. Once it was created she pulled out her light whip and struck the shield which absorbed the attack.
Lady Nachta turned to her students. "Now is the time for you to produce a barrier. I expect you to put all your energy into this, for I will attempt to strike you with my light whip. If it fails to hold up, I am not going to stop it from striking you." Nachta said. She waited for each student to produce a barrier in front of themselves then walked over to them one at a time and putting all her strength into it, swung the light whip at a them and should their barrier not hold they would surely be injured by the whip cutting part of their body. It was brutal, but it would weed out the weaker students before she sent them to Ryuu.
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Post by Lord Xion on Jan 25, 2010 7:44:21 GMT -5
Kan stood at attention to Nachta. She was telling them that she was only teaching them one more technique and then they were done. Kan didn't know if they were completely done but he knew he would be free of the teacher with a gross disposition. What he heard Nachta say next almost shocked him. She was going to whip an invisible barrier with a nasty light whip. Kan knew, and was determined, that he would not get whipped.
Kan immediatly started after she finished talking; wasting no time. Kan felt the air around him flow softly. Useing the materials in the air he compressed them with the force into a thin layer. the layer would have to hold against the light whip. She whipped immediatly at Kan without any remorse or hesitation. The layer Kan made was actually getting a bit stronger by the second as Kan got a tighter grip however the light whip came lashing out.
The whip cracked againsed the barrier and dispersed it almost immediatly but the barrier proved to come out on top. The light whip was strong enough to break it but it shot a recoil back and Kan was unharmed.
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