Darth Terror

DT looked at Yue inquisitively, and then once Yue and Ichi had left, Terror realized that the only thing he had to do was enter the man's mind. So, he focused on the drunk and concentrated... Why are you here? He found the answer...So...you're here to...enjoy the nightlife, eh? Darth Terror turned from the man. He left the bar, and felt something...destruction. He was unsure what to make of it, so he just went on with his day. With the credits left for him, he purchased a ship and weapons. Unsure of what to do next, DT waited.

DT listened to Ichi speak. "When I repaired that blaster...I felt...powerful. I felt like I could control just about anything in the universe. As if I was all-powerful. Although I am surely nowhere near Yue's force mastery." DT paused for a moment...he considered the classes for the last time, "Yes, I have researched the classes, and I am most interested in becoming an Assassin. I am clay, mold me as you will."

Dargo Terror carefully chose his weapons...he picked up a vibrosword, extendable double-bladed sword, and a couple blasters. He then picked up the armor with the best balance of strength and flexibility. With that, he followed Yue and Ichi and left.

Darth Terror stood up silently and pulled up his hood. Many of the galaxy's citizens would be terrified to see him nearby due to his Sith robes, although they really had nothing more to fear from him than the next evil bloodthirsty warrior. At least that's how Dargo Terror wanted the galaxy to see him. But, yet again, as he had barely received any training yet, he was truly not all of that. Darth Terror stood there, watching Dominique and Yue, but not hearing. He knew that whatever they were talking about was more important than he was, so he stood patiently, waiting......always waiting.....

Darth Terror refocused. He became angry. This was more due to his failure than Yue sending the grip at his head, although that was a little irksome. DT channeled all his anger from failure into reassembling the blaster. Slowly, he got all the pieces to move together. DT couldn't tell whether or not he had reassembled it or merely put the shards near each other. Redoubling his effort, DT could finally feel the blaster reassembling.

DT sat down and closed his eyes...he focused all his thought on the blaster...he couldn't feel it, but he still thought as hard as he could about moving the pieces...DT kept trying, waiting for Yue to tell him whether or not he had succeeded rather than open his eyes...

DT was choking...he was afraid for his life...he was angry that Yue could try to kill him...he hated that Yue was killing him...he channeled the fear as hatred into power...DT used the power to pull his blaster from its holster. In the blink of an eye, DT aimed his blaster and fired twice. He hit his targets exactly: one in Yue's left arm, and one through Yue's cloak, narrowly avoiding his scalp. This sudden attack and the pain in his arm made Yue lose his force grip on DT. When DT hit the ground, he didn't so much as flinch. He stood straight up and said, "You see, master, I can harm you with out any hesitation." DT had lowered the blaster, but kept ready. The Sith were known for wanting vengeance.

"I know that the force is everywhere...meaning that it is anywhere we want to siphon it from. We can draw on it at will and bend it to our will," DT responded. "I chose to become a Sith because much of my family has been in the Sith, and because I realize the full extent of the force isn't just mending flesh wounds as the Jedi seem to think. It is creating wounds. I wish to maim the weak, then destroy them after drawing it out. This is why." DT looked from Ichi to Yue and finally back to Ichi, unsure of to whom he should speak.

Darth Terror stepped out from the shadows that no one had sensed him in for years. He had gotten fed up with the Jedi and decided to screw them. Which he did, quite literally. He hid on Cardia, waiting for the right time to come out, and he did. It lifted a lot of weight off his shoulders. He entered the Sith Academy and waited for someone to give him a Sith greeting.

CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: Dargo Terror Nickname: Darth Terror, DT Age: 22 Species: Human Height: 6' 5" Weight: 190 Hair: Brown Eyes: Brown Sex: Male Homeworld: Cardia Alignment: Evil Clothing: Black Sith Robes Weapon: Sith Sword Force-User Inventory: What do you think a Sith would have? Posessions: His Sith Infiltrator, minus the cloaking device For the old players that come back now, Force Side: Dark Trained by: Nobody Trained who: Nobody Current Affiliation: Sith Current Rank: Hopeful/Apprentice

quote: Originally posted by Ristma Calrissian: *Comm to Heretic*Thank you stranger, I pay you the sum of 100,000 credits for your service, plz accept our greatest thanx. If you read the rules u would know one post kills are illegal, DH was just joking(I don't think mods norm brake rules) ------------------ I will bring terror to those my powers oppose. http://pub36.ezboard.com/fstarwarsrpg40456frm1

This is not ((, but it also is no IC. This is inbetween. quote: Originally posted by Master Prophet: THE PROPHET CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: Sly Stevenson Nickname: The Prophet Age: 27 Species: Human Height: 6'7 Weight: 203 lbs Hair: Silver/White (not from Ageing) Eyes: White Sex: Male Homeworld: Ilum Alignment: Jedi (Good) Clothing: Wears all black to Not reveal his true Identity Weapon: 2 Lightsabers (colors: Yellow) A Light Dagger (same Concept of a Light Saber(Color: White) Force User: Very Powerful with it. Inventory: Carries Crystals from Ilum, a picture of his 2 parents who were murdered by his brother Darth Nemisis.(Items the character carries most of the time.) Posessions: Fly's the Sunami, Its fire power uses the Same concept of the Death Star, but on a smaller scale. Force Side: Lightside Trained by: self trained Trained who: Mahjo Win (Current) Current Affiliation: Jedi Order Current Rank: [/b] 1)U can't be very powerful, when u have no training 2)U can't train anyone while ur still a padawan 3)I bet Mahjo Win is ur alias, as he was the only person to sign up for ur training thing. IC: Ads-Gop Flif Ads 19 Human 6' 6" 186 lbs. Brown " Male Coruscant Good Clothes like the what Anakin weres on Genosis Lightsaber, Force FU Modified 2-seat Y-Wing, may trade it for a Y-13(or 24)00 Freighter, Granite Rock Cafe Jedi RaveN, Jade Dragon, and applied to be Westley's Noone Jedi Padawan Please allow me to join RP! ((My inet says that I cant't send the message, so pleas approve this. I sent an e-mail, but I couldn't get it through. ------------------ I will bring terror to those my powers oppose. http://pub36.ezboard.com/fstarwarsrpg40456frm1