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    Posted by Tempist Opps on 09-03-2002 04:29 PM:
    One of my turns (Open to any survivor)

    Somewhere, there stands a simple karaoke bar. It's planet isn't important, nothing but slums and factories sucking the life from the dirt. Outside the bar, in any given direction, you'll find streets littered with prostitutes, pimps, and drug dealers. Men selling death in convienent little packages. It seemed that this location was the gutter of the universe.

    The establishment was crowded tonight, full of random pedastrians, *****s, drunkards, and factory workers, looking to get tanked. Those that were still sober enough to speak with only a small slur usuially went to the mic, and sang the same songs as the night before. They all had the same tastes, it would seem. Afterall, who'd notice? The crowd couldn't even see straight.

    One man, however, was completely new to this tavern. He was clad from head to toe in black robes, heavy and impossible to see through, in any place. He waited untill the stage was empty, and slowly ascended the stairs, with a suitcase in hand. He motioned two fingers, and the music started.

    "Day after day, love turns grey, like the skin of a dying man.
    And night after night, we pretend it's alright,
    But I have grown older, and you have grown colder,
    and nothing seems like much fun... anymore...

    But I can feel one of my turns coming on...
    I... feel... cold as a razor blade, tight as a tourniquite,
    dry as a funeral drum..."

    Without any prior warning, the music grew powerful, loud and intense. He started to unclip the latches on his luggage, and continued to sing.

    "Off to the middle, in the suitcase on the left, you'll find my favorite axe."

    As he said this, the case dropped down, to reveal a massive battle axe, with the blades gleaming in the light from the tavern walls, and ancient runes etched into it's shaft.

    He lept down from the stage, landing in the midst of the closest group of people to the stage, and began to hack into the nameless wastes of carbon.

    "Don't look so frightened, this is just a passing phase, one of my bad days." he continued, as he cleaved the skulls from a small group of terrified pimps, one of them reaching for a knife in his pocket. He turned to another clump of people nearby, and kept on singing.

    "Would you like to watch TV?, or get between the sheets?, or contemplate a silent freeway?"

    At about this time, his blade split the belly of a hooker, who was too drunk to even notice the commotion, untill she found herself spilling from the skin of her body.

    "Would you like somthing to eat?" he sang, looking at another man, smashing the head of his axe sideways into the man's face, breaking every possible space of bone there. He turned to another man.

    "Would you like to learn to fly??? Would ya?!?"

    He grabbed the man by his throat, and he was flung into the closest wall with ease. He looked to yet another group of those that hadn't left yet.

    "Would you like to see me try?!?!?"

    A suprize to everyone, the back of his robe tore in half, and two massive wings sprouted out from the hole. The face of Tempist Opps was now showing, as he ascended into the air, his robe falling to the ground. He began taking swings at everyone below him, hitting many, killing most of those he struck. He began to scream at the top of his lungs, while in the air, looking over the bodies.

    "WOULD YOU LIKE TO CALL THE COPS?!?!? DO YOU THINK I OUGHTA STOP?!?!?!?!?!!?"

    One last woman managed to escape through the main door, with a look of pure horror on her face. She hadn't drank tonight, and wasn't of this place. Sure, others had left too, but he wouldn't have hurt her. She was too innocent.

    "....why are you running away....?"

    He landed on the stage, and his wings melted back into his body. One benefit of being a shapeshifter. He looked over the work that his song had done. They won't be missed. he thought to himself.





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    Posted by Tempist Opps on 09-11-2002 09:33 PM:

    Growing bored in the feild of bodies, the Sith Knight decided to step outside, and have a look around at his surroundings once more. The streets were ominously empty now, save for a few homeless men, sitting in the corners of doorsteps.

    "....and once again, death cleanses, paving the way for new life.... then I can kill that too."


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    Posted by Ace Lohan on 10-08-2002 05:48 PM:

    Ace Lohan, sat his x wing down on the nameless planet.
    This was truly the bile of the universe. Ace was dressed in his suite and tie as always.
    Ace shut his ship off collected the few things that were on it, his blastor being one, his light sabor being the other.

    Ace, stepped from his ship. he strightened to his full height of 6"11. Ace had never been this far into the universe before There were lights on at what appeared to be a bar directly across from where Ace had done the ultimate parking job with his ship.Although he could not be sure the sign had been hacked to pieces by what only could of been an axe. You didn't have to be a Jedi academy Grad to see that something had gone on here recently. There was a man standing just out side the door of the establishment. Ace walked over to the man eyes a blaze " What in the hell happend here " Ace looked passed the man into the establishment.He noticed the bodies lieing around the place. Where most people would be frightend, Ace just smiled. " Looks like you have been busy." Was it fun?





    Peter "Ace" Lohan
    TSS Member
    Sith warrior in training
    Merc. For Hire
    "If I have to pull a blaster on you, it's just business."



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    Posted by Tempist Opps on 10-08-2002 06:51 PM:

    Tempist said nothing, verbally atleast. A dark grin spread accross his face as he replied to this man through the force.

    Indeed, I did. State your name and business here, or I'll kill you where you stand.

    Actually, the thought had crossed his mind of doing it anyway, just for the fun of it. He decided against it, incase this one had any information of use. He doubted it though, and his muscles tensed up, ready to strike, or defend himself should this child turn hostile.


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    Posted by Ace Lohan on 10-08-2002 10:26 PM:

    [I] I mean no harm my friend. I only came here because I had some serious problems with my ship, that will take some time to fix. I noticed this place was in a state of chaos,and seeing as I wasn't the cause of it,I wanted to see who or what was. The names Ace Lohan, I'm looking for someone to train me in the darkside of the force. Since I noticed, your willingness to kill I figure you may know someone who may be willing to train me?





    Peter "Ace" Lohan
    TSS Member
    Sith warrior in training
    Merc. For Hire
    "If I have to pull a blaster on you, it's just business."



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    Posted by Tempist Opps on 10-10-2002 04:58 PM:

    A low grin spread accross Tempist's face.

    Perhaps, but that takes all the work out of it. Look around, little one. You will discover what you seek.

    He finished his comment verbally instead of through the force, like he had before.

    "I recomend that you be gone now, while you reside within my good graces... I may change my mind."


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    Posted by Ace Lohan on 10-12-2002 11:42 PM:

    with that Ace left the man standing there amonginst the carnage.





    Peter "Ace" Lohan
    TSS Member
    Sith warrior in training
    Merc. For Hire
    "If I have to pull a blaster on you, it's just business."
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