A massive cataclysm has struck the universe, and destroyed most everything in its wake. The survivors are now trying to pick up the pieces, and figure out exactly what has befallen them. Gather together, lightsiders!! The darkness has shattered the peace and calm of the galaxy...and they will do anything to stop anyone from finding out exactly what has been done! This is our first sitewide RP plotline. Lightsiders, you are looking for the source of this massive event. Clues must be found, lackeys tracked down, and bits of memory discovered. Darksiders, you guys don't want that to happen....because of the one behind the whole thing is furthering his ultimate goal. Mandalorians, and non-force users, you guys can decide where you stand on this line....do you side with the Jedi, and try to discover the reasons behind the ruined universe, or will you side with the darkness, and protect those secrets. Will the secret of the cataclysmic reaping be kept under wraps? Or will the Jedi and their allies find out the truth? Your RP and writing will decide the outcome!
BATTLE ARENA
Welcome to The Saga Continues. We have a section called the Battle Arena. Here you can use your characters to fight other characters. Hone your skills and see what you are made of. Don't worry, anything that happens here, does not effect your characters in posts, so if your character dies, you can still use them over and over. Have fun and check it out!
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Dash listened as she spoke and, then his mind was bombarded with images transitioning from one to the next before they folded perfectly over the girls frame, Dash listened as she finished her sentence and nodded, then he sat in silence for what would surely seem like days to the young girl, but in reality was a few moments, his face was contemplative. Surely she couldn't know who she reminded the Zabrak of in this moment, but then again Kel'an Skywalker was never far from his thoughts, both his greatest triumph and ultimate failure in one package as a teacher. "You remind me of a young man I once trained." He said at last pausing and sighing deeply. "He too sought to live for those before him, to emulate their greatness and attempt life without the flaws. He at once lived up to his name, a name the galaxy knows, and at the same time, he was no different from his ancestors, a line borne of the Darkside yet triumphed for the light is hard to live up to, it also just as hard to abstain from the shadows plaguing them, he was at once the best of them and the worst of them." He paused again mulling over his next words carefully his violet eyes also stared into the alien sky of Felucia. "Do not forget that even though you live for those that came before, but also to live for yourself and those around you, for to focus on one and neglect the other is a path one should never follow. You say the force lead you to me, perhaps now I can see why, there is a darkness in this galaxy the likes of which has not been seen since before Bane, this plague, the ripple in space time, all stems from a single source, truthfully I am here to find a secluded Jedi Master, and also apparently you, for you see with my brother and his allies gone from this time, or galaxy, I fear perhaps lost forever, we must unite, and fight this terrible evil before what is left of the galaxy falls under their perverse leadership." Dash turned his gaze from the sky to the young woman next to him, so much earnestness and greatness he could sense in her, while also reminding him so much of the young man that had sent him into being a hermit like the masters of old. Dash had always thought himself different from those that came before, but he hardly was, but perhaps there was time yet for him to fulfill a new purpose aside from turning his brother from the depths of the Darkside, even if his brother still used the power of it to fight, at least now it was for the right reasons.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash seemed to ponder what she said, mulling it over before speaking. "Youngling." He said with another smile. "Purpose is subjective, it flows, from one time to another it changes tune to the comings and goings of the galaxy." Dash smiled again, then his eyes went a bit glassy and he began to speak though it sounded distant. "I am not being obstinate, I...Now don't gang up on me." He chuckled as he seemed to listen to someone else, and to Dinah it would seem he was talking to himself. "Now, now, that... Right, yes, no? I didn't think of that." He said and looked at Dinah again. She could be what he was looking for, with the current state of the galaxy they, those that is to say those opposed to the Order of ruin had recently lost some of their most powerful numbers to a giant rip in space. "Very well, Masters I need not remind you that this is two debts in my favor." his glassy eyes refocused and he smiled once more and pretended like he hadn't just spent two minutes talking like a crazy person."The force does indeed work in mysterious ways, now I am going to ask you two questions, take your time to answer them, for they are quite the thought provoking type. What is your purpose? And what do you think is mine?" He said the smile never leaving his face.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash smiled again. "Did it?" He wondered if he had ever met any of the people she mentioned, though he doubted it. "The Living Force often works in mysterious ways, for one, you recently left Dantooine." He said with a knowing grin. He saw a bench and decided now would be a good time to sit. His violet eyes never leaving this girl. "You mentioned another, yet I only see you." He flared his robes out dramatically as he sat down, revealing despite his seemingly pacifist movements the golden hilt of a light saber belted securely to the inside of his robes. Dash could feel the raging core inside him as a constant ebb and flow of power, resonating with all the energies of the galaxy, at this time those same energies where in turmoil, the source? The rift above Honoghr, a tear in space time, the Force was angry, fate was enraged how dare The Order of Ruin do this it seemed to say, it was a perversion of nature itself. Dash finally tore his mind away from the energies swirling in the galaxy and moved them to a dormant part of his mind. "Why do you think the force brought you to me? I'm nothing special, just an old warrior put out to pasture." His smile turning to a small frown, his memories surfaced, a battle above Endor, the last true battle he had partaken in, a battle that nearly cost him his life, that was until he awoke inside the Crystal Caverns of Dantooine, healed and alive. How strange that had been, and until recently he had not left the planet, living in a small hut underneath a wizened old tree in sight of his own Enclave now gone to ruin, like a stranger he met there so many years ago.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash strolled along his seemingly aimless path when something brushed his mind. ::Who Are You:: The being asked through the force. Dash stopped walking, the presence was extremely close. What was more if the presence probed more into Dash's aura, she would notice a burning white core, stretching from a tendril that seemed to be attached to his own aura, like a blinding sun that lead to a great power. "Who am I?" He asked not turning around but knowing others where behind him. "That is a good question, and the simplest answer is I am me." He said cryptically and finally turned around revealing violet eyes in a hard yet soft Zabraki face, how he looked both hard as stone and as soft any good natured human gaffer would most likely baffle the girl that stood behind him. His hair cascaded around his shoulders shot with silver streaks and strangely he bore not Zabrak tribal tattoos, but Kiffar tribal scars of tribe Vos across his nose and face, where his brother had been a dark crimson color, his skin was a lightish brown yellow color, though not sickly. "My name is Dash, or Master Vos if you prefer, or Grand Master Vos, Jedi Shadow, The Guardian of Dantooine." He said smiling, his teeth where nearly perfect though fanged, like most Zabraks. "Another good question..." He paused and then he spoke back through the force. <<Who are you?>> He said now poking back but only lightly.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash strode through the sliding doors of the observation deck, his emerald robes with deep purple trim billowing behind him, golden hilted saber snug on his hip, he walked as though he wished he where skipping, he too had been asked to join the tournament, however due certain circumstances had declined, after all the Zabrak that had just entered was no ordinary being, and not just his size, which matched the Zabrak currently standing in the middle of the mock hanger with his back to his enemy, or the genetic enhancements they shared, no this was one of those rare beings possessed with a true blindingly pure lightside connection. For you see, this Zabrak with the long flowing black hair speckled with streaks of white, and violet eyes was a chosen Guardian, of one of the few bastions of light side energies and tasked with its protection. He was tethered to the planet and it to him. The Guardian of Dantooine. "Ahh, I see the fighting has begun already, I apologize for being late." He said bowing to the ancient one Willie whom he'd only met once before, decades ago, when the mantle of Guardian had been passed to him. Dash watched the various battles and eyed the apparitions of former Sith lords with a raised brow then shrugged, the universe worked in mysterious ways. He then turned his attention to the one who seemed to be white knuckled and eager. "Blood lust, for battles not even your own?" He asked the seemingly young woman, not with a frown or accusation merely curiosity, as he asked his question he began heading for the food table. "Gizak steak and nearly raw? How do they know?" he said bemusedly to himself as he grabbed a plate and piled it high of various cooked and uncooked meats from the table.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash's shuttle touched down in one of the open spaces of the port and he smiled, the city and planet was full of life, and none of it the enraged angry violent life of the plague victims. Safety. Now to find a one Raven Alora and any others of his brothers friends but first he had to get the survivors of Honoghr somewhere safe, as the ramp lowered he lead them down and met with a few of the locals after speaking to them and nodding and an exchange of credits, they agreed to take the survivors on and lead them to their new home. Dash bowed to the men, swept up his robes and began walking in what seemed to the others an aimless direction. Some of them called goodbyes to the dark haired tall savior who was walking away with a bemused smile on his face and whistling an odd tune.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
A slightly dated shuttle dropped out of hyperspace carrying a tall Zabrak in emerald green Jedi robes, along with a few dozen survivors of the Battle of Honoghr, Dash sighed inwardly what they had narrowly escaped could only have been a rip in space time, Dash had felt the power, heard the laughter in his head, A few dozen jumps and as many days later and they had finally arrived at Felucia, Dash had a hunch that the natural fauna and resilience of the strange mushroom like planet would have made the Plague almost impossible to take root, not to mention something drew him here like a beacon, someone who might be able to help Dash walked to the cockpit and sat down, letting the engines burn slow as he looked out at the world. No signs of any hostile craft in the area was a nice change, they had been to no less than two other systems and been changed by what he could only assume where either Order of Ruin zealots or space pirates. He flipped a few switches and began to prep the ship for planetary entry. "Here goes nothing." He muttered and hit the thruster and sent the ship gently hurtling towards the surface.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash Vos, followed the Wayward son out of the fall back point and stayed on its tail. His ship was smaller, newer and sleeker though he didn't know the model, he was the only one on board, he told the other survivors to wait it out with the other shuttle and supplies a few days before leaving and following him to Fulcia the last known location of any organized Jedi in the galaxy. As they broke atmosphere he saw the dreadnoughts and followed quickly behind, he was still ignorant to the fact his daughter piloted the ship a few hundred meters beyond his own. They would reunite again, but today is not that day. Then suddenly a wave hit the Jedi, making him light headed and nauseous.
That's when it happened a rip in space time, raging with the Darkside. He could hear familiar sounds, shouts and weapons. All things he'd trained to fight or fight with many years ago. He finally after what seemed an age took in a breath. He was far enough away that whatever that rip was, it wasn't zeroing in on his ship, he hit the controls turned the ship down, and risked an unmarked hyperspace jump. <<May the force be with you all...>> He mindsent into the wayward son, and with a flash his ship was gone.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash had started moving again as the enemy converged on his location, cutting a few down and offering their souls to Ashla, he sighed deeply as he was backed in a corner for a moment, when suddenly all hell broke loose. Dash felt Geir's life flare before he saw the Sith strike home. "No!" Dash roared charging from behind another pillar, in that same instance, Kirwin was somehow up, way up and then the oppressive force that was Abaddon was gone, extinguished from this world the same as the Jedi. Dash cursed in Zabraki and moved behind another pillar as a scattering of blaster fire came from the other side. "Sith!" Dash roared. "You're out numbered surrender and we will let you live!" He yelled out as an enemy turned around his pillar and got a saber to the face for his trouble.
::Operation Overrun Initiated, please evacuate to FBP Alpha at your earliest convivence. Self-destruct in T-Minus 15 Minutes::
That disembodied voice brought ill news indeed, Dash's mind began to race, they had no time for a stand off now. Dash peeked and saw the young Jedi girl and with a burst of force speed and sending of blaster bolts back at the shooters Dash was next to her. "C'mon young one, we must go." He said pointing towards an exit door, he could hear thundering footsteps echoing down the halls over the burning and crackling of fire and explosions in other parts of the city.
Here was the RDMC's secret gem, a fully staffed bunker facility, with egress to and from the planet and the final fall back location for the entirety of the RDMC. There was even a hanger and shuttles for when things calmed down in the event of planetary escape being needed. The Wayward Son was stashed away here now, Micro having instructed Raxxie where to go and how to get in without being noticed. All the survivors of the Nysato and the battle at the RDMC had been moved there in the past hour by a series of underground Hypertrains.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash cut down another trooper in the smoke as flames seemed to flicker from down one of the corridors. The seeming leader of this group of Darksiders was speaking a near dead language. Dying where they? Dash internally scoffed, nobody was dead yet, except the Sith's troops. Speaking of which Dash cut down another one, though these had taken him further from the leader. Dash grunted as a trooper grabbed him from behind. Dash rushed backward and crushed him against a pillar, using his mutated strength to snap the trooper spine, but leaving him alive. "They're as tenacious as insects." He muttered as more tried to move on the hulking Zabrak, he didn't think this through and he was suddenly surrounded. "Great.." He muttered, the one with the broken spine was still screaming behind him. Dash turned and ran up the pillar as the blaster fire rang out and he flipping with the force back cutting them down and reflecting bolts as he did so, before running towards where he had seen a saber thrown moments before. Breathing heavily he ducked behind a pillar and decided to wait a moment for his next move.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash slid falling backwards, feeling the heat of the molten durasteel wash over his face as it narrowly missed him by inches. He was up in an instant a second saber unignited in his, it flared to life, its brilliant emerald blade shining and humming next to the gold. "Cheap tricks, I expect nothing less from the Sith." Dash muttered moving quickly to behind a pillar as the area was peppered with grenades his charge interrupted for now. "Kirwin! Take him!" Dash roared as he ran down the side of the atrium behind the pillars towards where the shuttle had flown from and once more into denser fog. He could see blaster shots and the glow of fire in different areas but not much else, his force sense was clogged by the power of whoever had thrown the saber. Dash took a breath and focused. He cleared his mind, and reached, he could now feel the different troopers on the left side of the room, and he waded into smog, sabers flashing, moving quickly from one trooper to the next, but only on the edges. Avoiding the palpable eddy of darkness that stood in the center. Close at hand the being he had first felt was surging in power, Dash wondered vaguely how many of these bastards there could be.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash through up a barrier as the shuttle smashed through the roof, peppering the barrier with debris, then Kirwin threw back his hood and held up his hands, his scared visage reminded Dash momentarily of his lost apprentice. The force pushed clear the dust as blaster bolts peppered the area around the three Jedi, they where wantonly shot in various directions with no thought given to targets. Dash deftly deflected a few back to their sources, but the pressing matter at hand was the being that had dropped through the gaping hole before the dust had been cleared, he was cackling madly. Dash frowned, where all the beings here mad? Dash felt the battle in the hanger come to a close, four dead, all Darksiders, Dash could also feel his brothers rage flare so he must have dealt a killing blow to one of the enemies there.
"Kirwin, if you have a mind focus on the troopers for now." Dash said quietly over the blaster fire and shaking buildings, ."Master." He said to the other man. "Into the breach we go."
With that Dash charged forward saber raised up. He made no battle cry but his face was set with determination, his hair flowing behind his head. Deflecting the few blaster bolts that came his way at the cackling enemy before him, he adjusted his mass and slid to the left of the being swinging for his throat golden saber humming, blade flashing.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.
Dash turned a corner and saw Geir and Kirwin, though he did not know their names as of yet working with patients, his saber was ignited, and he was pulsing with the pureness of Lightside, walking slowly. His Golden saber humming. "You will not stand alone brothers." He said loudly as he continued his walk down the hall. They too seemed on edge, perhaps they had felt the Darkness coming ever closer, creeping, crawling into their midst, a different type than those in the hanger. Dash stopped and turned his head, looking towards the hanger. "Hmm.." A rending in the force, and with a wink one of the darksiders was gone, extinguished like a fire in a monsoon. "One of the darksiders, is dead." He said looking at the other two. Suddenly Dashes head snapped up, looking towards the Sky. "More death, more darkness coming." He muttered to himself, he seemed to be mad, talking to himself and yet speaking to them. He looked back down and strode a few paces in front of Kriwin and Geir, looking down the hallway. "Here, here is where I shall wait." He took a simple and sloppy form three posture, Gold saber slightly away from his body on the left, his other hand tapped his thigh absently. "When it comes, take these people to the medbay a few halls back, I passed it on the way, then come back, I am powerful, but it is always safer in numbers." Dash stated not looking from down the hall, waiting, watching, feeling the encroaching darkness slither forward, but he was there, for the first time in years he would once more take on his mantle and meet the Shadow.
I am nothing but Shadow against Shadow, for that is my path and my way.