Darth Havoc

DARTH HAVOC'S CHARACTER SHEET Identity [!ident] Name: ... Alias: Darth Havoc Homeworld: Coruscant Species: Human Physical Description [!dscrp] Age: 76 Height: 5'9" Weight: 160 lbs Eyes: Yellow Sex: Male Faction Information [!factn] Force User: Force Sensitive Alignment: Evil Current Faction Affiliation: ... Current Faction Rank: ... To be updated as this returning character is further developed.

Darth Havoc's Character Sheet Name: Unknown Alias(es): Darth Havoc Age: Unknown Species: Human Sex: Male Home-world: Unknown Force User: Yes Alignment: Evil Will continue to flesh this character sheet out as the Darth Havoc character develops in RP.

A brash Imperial agent, one surfing the ”˜net for alien-on-alien pornography while he should have been monitoring the channels that the Empire's enemies were known to use, stumbles across Jedi Master Hou-Jo Poleb's message ”“ Poleb's message had been re-routed through a Wookiee gay sex channel. Losing his erection immediately, the brash Imperial agent alerts his superiors.

An Imperial probe droid appears...

Following the orders of Emperor Akturus, the space surrounding Kuat is emptied of Imperial warships ”“ including the nearly complete Imperial super-weapon. All head for a secret rendezvous point. Kuat is left to its own defenses ”“ which were considerable, including several Golan III defense platforms.

...

Darth Havoc sighs. "That fool Jidai Geki is no doubt alive and well again by now ”“ well, as well as one in his position could possibly be. Now, Geki's thoughts will no doubt turn to revenge very soon, that's if he is not plotting against us already ”“ it is not unreasonable to assume that he'll mount some sort of attack against us here. Such an attack would be suicidal on his part, of course, but he's just foolish enough to try it. The real question is, will he attempt to attack us here on his own, or will he round up some help?" Darth Havoc strokes his chin thoughtfully. "SEED has no fleet. Hmm, I wonder if he would be so bold as to turn to the Rebel Alliance ”“ they have the only force that could pose a threat to us here. Hmm, that would be most interesting to say the least." Darth Havoc's yellow eyes dart from Tarrian Skywalker, to Ar-Pharazon, and then to Gantoris. "Should the Rebel Alliance side with Geki, we can use that against them ”“ Geki is a known terrorist, the Rebel Alliance's public support within the Core worlds would drop dramatically if ever such an unholy alliance was made common knowledge. The same goes for the Jedi Order..." Darth Havoc sighs, and the turns his attention to a black cloaked aide that stood in the shadows. "Keep my Super-class Star Destroyer positioned in space above Foy, as well as my Interdictor. Have the two Imperial IIs up there jump away ”“ I want them to meet with our other capital ships at that point there..." Darth Havoc points towards the ceiling, where a beautiful map of the galaxy had been painted. The black cloaked aide new immediately of which place Darth Havoc spoke.

Governor Balban's third eye twitches slightly as he angrily reviews a computer read-out concerning recent in-system activity. After a moment, the black uniformed Gran crumples up the read-out, and turns to a nearby crowd of his inferiors. "You allowed a ship to move past our defenses ”“ why?" "That ship wasn't deemed a threat, Governor." "Oh? Here are your new orders ”“ blast any ship that enters the system. And mobilize our Gungan forces ”“ have them patrol every last sector of this world." "Yes, Governor."

"The Empire has been rebuilt, my friend - we but only wait for the right moment to act." Darth Havoc sighs. "I only wish that I did not have to kill Jidai Geki ”“ he was becoming too unruly, though." Darth Havoc leans forward. "I will crush any being that stands against me." Darth Havoc sighs again. "My friend, would you be so kind as to venture to Corellia to meet with this Jedi defector ”“ we must learn the location of the Jedi's new world from him."

Darth Havoc's evil cackling, followed by words, is heard in Sirvani Zsahra's mind. "A Sith Lord, you think you are? Ha, my dear... I don't think so." A dozen heavily armed and armored Imperial troopers emerge from the shadows and level their weapons at the Twi'lek woman. His grin masked by his black helmet, the lead trooper, the only trooper armed with only a blaster pistol, waves his free hand in one direction, then in another ”“ the troopers slowly surround the Twi'lek woman, the muzzles of their heavy blaster rifles itching to bite. "Consider this a test." The lead trooper fires ”“ instead of a bolt of energy lancing forth from his blaster pistol, a thin cable leaps out. The cable clips one of the Twi'lek woman's head tentacles. Still grinning behind his black helmet, the lead trooper presses his chin up against a small switch on the inside of his headpiece ”“ a few seconds later, powerful electricity runs through the cable and hits Sirvani Zsahra. *** Darth Havoc, once again in that chamber at the top of his tower, turns to Gantoris. "I do not want that Jedi brought here, my friend. To be honest, I trust in him and his word very little. I had one of my hands meet with him on Corellia not long ago; the Jedi wished to learn the location of this place, but would not reveal the location of the Jedi's new base in return." Darth Havoc sighs. "The Jedi is no doubt a spy, bent on advancing the interests of the Jedi Order. Do not bring him here..."

The words of the Dark Lord of the Sith echo in the back of the mind of Darth Quietus ”“ "Once you have emerged from hyperspace, empty the Cannibal of the necessary support craft that you require, and then send the Star Destroyer back into hyperspace ”“ I repeat, the Cannibal is not to remain in space above Bothawui. If you require any assistance, send a message to the Admiralty on Kuat. May the Force be with you, my disciple ”“ do not fail me." *** Darth Havoc, his person slightly bent over, slowly makes his way down a winding stone stairway leading down to the bottommost levels of his stronghold. A lesser man would have collapsed after the several hundred steps ”“ Darth Havoc, however, being the physical embodiment of the dark side of the Force, would not be bested by several hundred steps. Darth Havoc was built to weather so much more ”“ even the betrayal of one of his closest confidants. As the Dark Lord of the Sith finally reaches the bowels of his stronghold, he smiles ”“ Jidai Geki was near. Moments later, Darth Havoc was inside the small chamber where his friend was being held. His smile widens as he takes note of rodent, a creature small enough to squeeze past the energy cage surrounding Jidai Geki, nibbling on his friend's right foot. "I should call you Hades, my friend ”“ you are truly the Lord of the Underworld." Darth Havoc chuckles softly. "Know that you were bested here, my friend." Darth Havoc chuckles again. "I will release you now, my friend; I would not have you rot here forever." At that moment, the energy cage drops, and the Dark Lord of the Sith ignites his saber. "An eye for an eye, I think..." Darth Havoc forces Jidai Geki's mouth open with his free hand, and then shoves the business end of his weapon inside Geki's open maw. The aroma of burning flesh soon fill's Darth Havoc's nostrils. After a moment, Darth Havoc turns off his saber, and shoves the hilt inside the ruins of Geki's mouth ”“ the hilt tears open the cauterized ruins... Darth Havoc smiles from ear to ear as Jidai Geki's lungs fill with blood ”“ after a few short moments, the Dark Lord of the Sith's friend is dead.

A heavy transport emerges out of hyperspace...

"Like I said before, my apprentice, I have a mission for you. You are to use your shape-shifting powers to sneak onto the world of Mon Calamari. There you will seek out a Jedi named Leonardo Stovachi ”“ you are to kill him." Darth Havoc leans back in his chair and closes his eyes. "I see many things in my dreams ”“ including the death you will cause, my apprentice..." *** One hundred guards, their weapons drawn, head to the quarters where ”œTrith”

Darth Havoc falls to his knees, as crimson blood spills from his ruined face and neck. As that crimson blood pools about the Sith Master, he struggles to raise a single hand ”“ his right hand, as it happens. As the other Sith watch, apparently too horrified at what had just happened to move, the activated saber, business end lodged in Darth Havoc throat, sputters and dies ”“ even when deprived of oxygen, Darth Havoc's powers of both mind and hand were great. Next, the Sith Master falls forward, his ruined face crashing against the cool stone floor. Eyes closed, with his body screaming for oxygen, Darth Havoc reaches out with the Force, and attempts to do something he had done only twice before ”“ command the Midi-chlorians within his cells to heal him. Each passing moment feels like a life-time to Darth Havoc as fragile tissue grows about his face and neck, cutting the open flow of crimson blood. After several life-times, Darth Havoc slowly gets to his feet. The words of Darth Havoc echo throughout the chamber, but they do not come from the Sith Master's physical being. "We could have ruled this galaxy together, my friend." A single burst of lightning cascades forth from the fingertips of Darth Havoc's right hand ”“ the lightning hits Jidai Geki, knocking the bruised and bloodied man to his knees. "It appears as if you do bow before me, my friend." As Darth Havoc sneers, the set of doors to the chamber fly open, and in marches six heavily armed and armored Imperial troopers. In the arms of the lead trooper is a very large needle ”“ a very large needle that is stuck in Jidai Geki's neck, knocking the poor fellow out. As Darth Havoc slowly, and painfully, takes a seat again, heavy restraints, fashioned out of Mandalorian iron, are placed on Geki's arms and legs, pinning him in a needle-like position. As Darth Havoc massages the newly re-grown tissue around his face and neck, the unconscious and restrained Geki is strapped to an upright cot, again fashioned out of Mandalorian iron. "Good-bye, my friend." Geki is wheeled to the bowels of the dark tower ”“ a dark little chamber, to be exact. There, his restraints are removed for a moment, and he is stripped of his clothes and worldly possessions ”“ he is then restrained and strapped to the cot again. If Geki were conscious, he might have noticed that he no longer had the ability to use the Force... After the troopers leave, sealing the heavy door behind them as they do, an energy cage springs up around Geki. Again, if Geki were conscious, he'd be able to see his prison ”“ Geki was restrained, and strapped to that upright cot, which was surrounded by a cage of red laser beams. Geki might also note a few ysalamiri, strapped to nutrient frames, hanging in every corner of the little chamber. Geki, his wounds not being fatal, was to live out the rest of his life here. Outside the locked chamber, six heavily armed and armored Imperial troopers stand ”“ troopers than answer to no one but Darth Havoc, Emperor and Dark Lord of the Sith. *** Darth Havoc sends a weak blast of lightning at his apprentice. "How dare you eat that crap now? You know Tarrian Skywalker here is watching her weight."

An order comes in from Foy ”“ order sixty-six and a third to be exact. Moments later, the almost finished SEED fleet, commissioned to be built by the Empire, is destroyed.

Darth Havoc cackles. "Ha, you forget your place, my friend." Darth Havoc's yellow eyes narrow devilishly as he rises from his stone seat. Standing but a few feet away from Jidai Geki, the Sith Master raises his arms, and points his claw-like fingers at his friend of many years. For a moment, nothing happens ”“ no words are exchanged, and no actions taken. His narrowed yellow eyes locked on Geki, Darth Havoc opens himself up to the Force... When next he speaks, Darth Havoc's words are nothing more than a soft whisper. "You also have seemed to forgotten that you have been a Sith now for only a few days. I, on the other hand, am a Sith Master ”“ the Dark Lord of the Sith!" Two huge statues of Sith Lords long gone ”“ one of Darth Heretic, the other of Darth Sadism ”“ are ripped free from their places on either side of the chamber's only set of doors, and crash though the air ”“ the statue of Heretic slams into Geki's legs, knocking him backwards. His teeth clenched, Darth Havoc waves one of his hands, which sends the statue of Sadism crashing down on Geki. "I am sorry for this, my friend." With a wave of his hand, Darth Havoc calls Geki's saber to him ”“ Darth Havoc holds the weapon in his left hand, and ignites it. In his right hand, the Sith Master now holds a personal communicator ”“ in it, Darth Havoc speaks but a few quick words ”“ "Order sixty-six and a third ”“ Geki." The personal communicator disappears, and Darth Havoc sends a volley of lightning at Geki's legs ”“ Geki's chest and arms being pinned down under the statue of Sadism. After another evil cackle, Darth Havoc leaps forward, and lands on the statue. "Your fleet is being destroyed as we speak. I don't know if you knew about ”“ but I had ordered a few special modifications ”“ self-destruct mechanisms." Darth Havoc slashes Geki's face, across his eyes, with his own saber, then leaps back to his stone seat. He speaks to his fellow Sith. "If he moves against me, kill him."

"Just know, my friend, that you may leave at any time ”“ but your fleet remains firmly within my grasp." Darth Havoc smiles kindly, and turns his attention away. "As does your life." Darth Havoc looks to his apprentice. "I have a mission for you as well..."

Darth Havoc ignores Jidai Geki. "My loyal disciples ”“ I had a dream. In that dream I saw a band of my enemies, camping out on the planet of Bothawui. Darth Quietus, you and Horus Forinth here are to take one thousand troopers from my Nightmare division, and go to the planet of Bothawui. There, the two of you are to lead my forces against my enemies, and all of the Bothans themselves." Darth Havoc pauses. "I don't want a single Bothan to survive." Darth Havoc turns to Jidai Geki. "You seem to have caught the Ar-Pharazon bug, my friend." Darth Havoc leans forward, and hisses ”“ "Do not do that again."

Two Imperial Star Destroyers ”“ the Cannibal and the Heretic ”“ emerge out of hyperspace... As heavily-polluted rain pours down from the heavens, a shuttle, painted red with the blood of the innocent, appears in the blackened sky. The shuttle, christened the Redeemer by the Sith Master Darth Havoc, slices through the sky, and eventually sets down on a hovering landing pad, one that floats above the dark tower of Emperor Akturus, located in the heart of Foy's largest city. The Redeemer shakes slightly as the main engines are cut - at the same time, rain drips off of the shuttle's sleek sides, giving the impression of a giant, bloody heart, still beating after being ripped out of some poor soul. A moment after the main ramp extends, a dozen heavily armed and armored troopers, clad in black, exit. The troopers march in double file, and are shortly followed by the Sith Master Darth Havoc, known, of course, as Emperor Akturus by the people of the Empire. Clad in black robes and armor, Darth Havoc is shortly followed by his fellow Sith ”“ his apprentice, Cineon Yahn, the fearsome Gantoris, Jidai Geki, and Ar-Pharazon, the revered Tarrian Skywalker, and then Horus Forinth and the reborn Raynuk Montar, Darth Quietus. Still aboard the Cannibal, Darth Prodiferous and his ”œson”

Darth Havoc extends his right arm and reaches out with the Force. The circular chamber grows silent as the Sith Master probes the mind of the warrior before him. Darth Havoc smiles ”“ the Sith Master sensed power in this one; this Horus Forinth was indeed a worthy disciple. "Rise." Without anything more, Darth Havoc turns to Jidai Geki. "See to it that the Sith witch Alora is resurrected, my friend. Perhaps death will have done her some good, as it did my blind friend and the former Raynuk Montar here..."

"I... am... Gaaaantoris..." "Take... a... Jedi... to... the... world... of... the... Sith? Reveal... our... position? Hmm..." The tall being's milky white eyes close. "Trust... you... I... do... not..." "Tell... me... the... location... of... a... Jedi... world... so... I... can... verify... that... you... sit... before... me... with... honest... intentions..."

"I... have... told... you... already... I... am... the... Sith..." The tall being smiles, revealing rows of yellow teeth. "A... Jedi... sits... before... me... and... offers... his... assistance... to... the... Sith..." A pause. "Why... should... the... Sith... trust... you?"

"I... am... also... his... ears." The tall being brings his hand to his mouth, and sucks up the bits of decaying flesh. "Tell... me... what... it... is... you... wish... for... Master Gaaaantoris... to... hear."

"I... am... his... hand..." The tall being leans forward, and coughs. Little bits of decayed flesh and droplets of blood fly out from under that black cloak's cowl. "What... do... you... want... with... him?"

A tall being wearing a concealing black cloak arrives, and heads over to where Keiran Valoria sat, apparently enjoying a drink. Milky white eyes peer out from beneath the black cloak's cowl. "You... 'ave... summoned... Master Gantoris... why?"