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Post by lordtrocious on Jul 30, 2007 15:38:36 GMT -5
Silent echoes plagued his mind, weeks had passed yet he knelt in quiet meditation. His body nearly starved of all nutrition yet Darth Trocious found strenght in the Dark Side. His power radiated like tendrils casting deep shadows along the inner compartment of the freighter. Decapitation, strangulation, and dismemberment perplexed and fixated upon his mind. Insanity aroused his senses into action, the unquenched thirst for blood. A Malicious touch, to such a cold and sad place. The galaxy was empty yet his concentrated on allowing his force signature to expand beyond this empty void of space. Perhaps it would draw others to his position. The frieghter had ran out of energy days ago, it floated there without a course, like unwanted debris. Focused completely a ripple was then sent through the force as he spoke, though his lips formed no words.
-="Come to me for I have forseen the plight
of the Jedi, my master has been slain. If you are truely greater
than I, seek me and destroy me or bend me to your will.."=-[/color]
A grin spread accross his face as psychotic words echoed in the darkened void that was once called his mind, but now it was nothing, it was now only filled with the thoughts of death and destruction his moral principles completely lost forever in existence, Now maybe they would come and if they would not Darth Trocious would find a way to them and then truely would we be lost.
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