“Strange, I haven’t picked this book up in weeks, months even. I suppose to continue from my last entry I went through with the modifications to “her” form. It came out better than I expected it too. Of course with her disappearance none of that actually matters anymore, thus I shall refrain from going into detail of what I had done. It’ll just stir up old memories that I’d rather not recall. Why am I writing in this Journal again? Hell if I know, perhaps a need to write has finally overwhelmed me. I certainly have enough on my mind right now for that to be entirely possible in all manner of ways.
Present Day – Unknown Location
There were always fool who dared to resist the might of Zakuul. Always people who thought themselves powerful enough to openly attack an Exarch of the empire. Always those who sought to boldly start a rebellion. Those that followed in the example of the outlander and in the footsteps of the Alpha’s. Fools whose power and threat level was nothing compared to those two groups. Yet Mortis had always felt a certain… joy, in extinguishing them and destroying them. Now he found himself on an unknown planet facing a warehouse after receiving a tip from the imperial fleet that another pocket rebellion
Present Day – The Spire: Zakuul
“You were a fool to resist Sister. You should have accepted Emperor Arcanns offer. You could have been powerful, we… could have been powerful. Instead you chose to be a mere trophy.” The voce booms through the trophy room of the spire. The figure it comes from can be clearly seen to be one of Zakuuls Exarchs. A body encased in golden armour and wearing their signature capes. His hands clasped behind his back looking through the visor at a slab of carbonite. A slab containing the oldest child of the swift family, and the heir to the title of head of the family. Choiana Swift sleeping sou
Wild Space - the Honor
Vander Kell stood on the bridge near the command chair watching her as she stood looking out the viewport at the hyperspace blasting past them. Standing silently as she speaks. “Drop the ‘Honor’ out of subspace and bring us about….” He watches silently as she moves back to the command char. A chair he well knew she didn't want to take. One she was taking out of necessity as the most suitable candidate for the job. His hands shift down to his hips feeling a lot more comfortable back in the war zone. But keeping his eyes forwards on the battle to come. He knew his defiance the day before had
Wild Space - The Hunter
"So you confirmed it with your own eyes then? Kells gone rogue because of a woman." Havok, the large male Cathar of thunder squad stood with his arms crossed on the bridge of the Hunter along with hellvira, Jakkie and Vira. While the four where vastly different in nature next to Gyro and Vander they were the oldest in the squad, all four of them having been assigned in the early days of the squads formation. Some of them, such as Vira, the gun-slinger, had been chosen personally by Vander, others of the four, such as Hellvira, had transferred across to the squad or been assigned to it such as Gyro and Havok where. But
Vander had escaped the arena shortly after his encounter with Mrysti and met up with Porchia swiftly at the other side of it. Where the least security had been. Needless to say the blue haired girl had had a go at him for not being there on time and had asked where he'd gone. He'd waved off the question without giving her a straight answer and disappeared down an alleyway nearby where he simply shrugging off his bounty hunter clothes and began pulling on the red and blue armour of the Coalition. In the background the roars of the roars of the crowds can be heard in the background. The sounds of battle reaching his ears loud and clear. It'd be
Zakuul - The Old World Arena
The crowds were beginning to full in the arena and the man that joined them was just another of the crowds. This particular mission was one he'd undertaken himself and was likely to get flak for from the others in this little - "Coalition" - of theirs. But he felt it was necessary, felt it was time to properly meet again. Applying his training to the full effect still dressed in the bounty hunter like clothes and lowering the wide brimmed hat over his face hiding it from view moving with the crowds past the security forces nearby. He passes by the gates of the Arena unobstructed and unseen. Shifting and moving na
“I write this now because I think it might be prudent to begin keeping a Journal of the things that have happened to me and that shall happen to me in the future to document the things that have been happening and leave them here either for myself in the future or for others to read when the right time comes for my journal to see the light of day again. It’s been several weeks since Kairii Karnsteiins disappearance and I have since moved to Lliya Island in the far North Sea.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. Allow me to introduce myself and explain who I am before I go on to explain my current circumstances. My name
Standing still and silent among the darkness,
It's there... tapping... like hooves on the ground,
it's coming... moving approaching, the madness.
Can't you hear it? Death Unbound.
All who take it's cold hand... vanish
HELP ME... it's there... tapping...
on the walls.. in the halls.
An icy hand in the absence of life comes grasping.
Too late... she's here... take your last breath...
all that's left is the sweet embrace of death.
I'm not kidding, I put a spoiler tag in skype when I talked about this yesterday, THE SPOILER TAG IS HERE, DO NOT READ BEYOND THIS POINT IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS, hate comments about spoilers will be ignored or outright deleted.
ON WITH THE REVIEW... No really... don't ready any further if you don't like spoilers.
So I recently, after a lot of people telling me it was awful, I finally went to see Superman Versus Batman in the cinema. What put me off seeing this movie originally is that I am not a fan of this movies superman, I enjoyed his movie, but I did not enjoy the character at all. Still I kept quiet and waited to
<<Body-Holocam Recording - Mandalorian Systems Model #0001 - Location: Oricon - Date-Time Stamp: 8234.17>>
<<<Motion of Running, the sound of a sizzling lightsaber as held in primary weapon hand. Systems read: personnel under duress, activating counter-measures>>>
<<<Sound of lightning as it hits the Armor. Defense systems and ablative armor plating auto-activated>>>
"UGH!!! STOP THIS!!!"
<<<Running stops camera pans to Samantha Alpha who activates her lightsaber, the lightning still ebbing slightly from her offhand>. Enemy present: One || HUD system: Not activated>
<<Recording Initiated - Time-Date Stamp 8512.13 - 20:16:24:02 - Location: Tatooine - Darth Retuvisa's Private Chambers>>
The situation has gotten out of hand. I have to go, I have to run off for a bit and collect my thoughts. It wasn’t enough that Karolin did this whole thing with Samantha and the Force; my finding out that all of this was done over a year ago and that Karolin Forcewalking was necessary to save all of our lives....I will never understand the Living Force like she does, but I know enough to realize that you DO NOT alter the past, you DO NOT take things you are not supposed to and you DO NOT alter destinies.
Wondering what's happened to me and what I'm up to? Well I'm learning more about 3D modeling so that stuffs on hold for the moment. As is my writing for now, I'm trying to get my feet off the ground with some other stuff and grab some more hobbies, one of which is my current one that I'm trying to pick up. Youtube and Live streaming for gaming, specifically League, Swtor, and various other games here and there. Want to watch? Check me out on Twitter, Youtube and Twitch. Links below, remember to like, follow and subscribe if you enjoy the stuff.
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So I was watching episode 12 of MLP:FiM Season 6 a week or so ago and it brought up a very interesting topic, one that I’ve always loved thinking about. The topic of conforming to a “normal” set of standards in order to fit in versus the idea of keeping a sense of individuality and your own unique set of standards, quirks and opinions. This topic is fascinating because we see so many examples of conformity and individuality throughout the history of the world. Just look at the military as a perfect example of conforming to a set group of standards, then look at people such as Von Gogh and Einstein, people like Abraham Lincol