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Open RP Post


⊛ find a character you want to play with and respond to their thread. can't find who you want? let me know!
⊛ we can make up a scenario, adapt a meme of some sort, or... something else? whatever the fuck we want.
⊛ if you need ideas, the random scenario meme has just about anything you could want.
⊛FUCK YEAH WE'RE TOTALLY ROLEPLAYING RIGHT NOW!!!

Handy-Dandy Quick Links:
Commander Shepard ⊛ Catty Turner ⊛ Chloe Saunders
Isabelle Beaumont ⊛ Vanessa Cleveland ⊛ Elijah Keaton
Jordan Langley ⊛ Prince Charming ⊛ Finnick Odair
Meetra Surik ⊛ Sir Gwaine ⊛ Tristan
Belgarion of Riva ⊛ Shelby Rook ⊛ Galen Marek
Alyss Heart ⊛ Revan ⊛ Quincie P. Morris
Annie Cresta ⊛ Sally Malik ⊛ Simon Bae
Shadow ⊛ Daniel Bianchi ⊛ Fenris

Comments

[soulwound]

[She collapses to the floor with a scream that continues to echo in her mind, in her body, and in the empty cavities where the Force used to be. Now it's all pain as her body curls in on itself. She bites into her lip, drawing blood, but she doesn't even notice it.]

[blackandgrey]

[He watches her writhe, scream, but there's no satisfaction in it, not like usual. He lets it go on for a bit before reaching over and flipping the switch in disgust, turning everything off except the cell walls.]

Tell me the truth. [It's a demand, all of his good humour gone.] Tell me the truth and make it good, or I'll do it again, and just when you think you're going to die because it hurts so much, i'll turn it off. And I'll take care of your wounds and nurse you back to health, and then it'll start all over again.

[soulwound]

[She doesn't move, doesn't say anything. Even after it's been turned off, everything still feels like it's on fire. She'd rather he'd have kept it up until she died, because she isn't sure if she can really talk at this point.

Finally, she moves, turning her head so that she can spit out the blood that pooled into her mouth.] What... What else can I tell you? [She brushes a hand over her face.] I was the only one who went back to the Order when it was over, and they made an example of me. I'm an exile, stripped of everything that ever made me a Jedi. [She glances at him.] I've lost my men, my friends, my lightsaber, the Force.

[Her lip trembles.] Revan said... That we were going to do what the Council was too afraid to try. We were going to be the heroes the people thought we were. I paid dearly for his ideals. [She should be bitter, but she's not. She doesn't hold it against Revan, doesn't really hold it against the Council. There's anger, sure, but there's mostly just tired resignation.] I'd do it all over again.

[blackandgrey]

[In the end, he has no idea what it is that makes him believe her. It's just a gut feeling, something lower down even than the thoughts he keeps hidden with pazaak and lust.

He's not ignorant. He knows who this woman has to be, the fabled general who pulled the trigger on Malachor V and ended a war. Which makes him wonder why he hasn't been called out, if he's honest. She doesn't seem like the type of captive either Revan or Malak would like to leave in the hands of someone like him.

He stares at her for a long time, lying there on the floor. Finally, without saing anything, he kills the power on the cell. The walls disappear.]

[soulwound]

[The walls come down, and she has to wonder what that means. Is he letting her go? Is he going to take her to Revan? Is he just going to kill her now? Her fingers flex, but she doesn't really have the strength to get up just now.

Lifting her head, she stares up at him, her blue eyes bloodshot, vision slightly blurry.] If you're going to kill me, do it fast. I don't know if I deserve it, but I want it to be fast.

[blackandgrey]

I'm not going to kill you. [His tone is harsh, and he doesn't look at her] Stand up and go. I'm the only one who knows you're here.

[soulwound]

[He wasn't going to kill her. He was going to let her go. He was...] Why?

[blackandgrey]

You're not what I'm fighting against.

[soulwound]

[Shakily, she pushes herself to her hands and knees.] And what is it do you think you're fighting against?

[blackandgrey]

Thanks, but I don't need a moral lesson. Be happy with 'not you', and go.

[soulwound]

The Jedi are not your enemy. [She isn't even sure if she can make it to her feet, and talking is easier than letting him watch her struggle.] Revan is.

[blackandgrey]

One of these people stood against the Mandalorians. The other group stood by and watched whole worlds go dark. [He makes a sound of disgust, tossing his apple in the bin and heading for the door.]/small> I'm leaving it unlocked. Your stuff's in a locker outside the door. Leave when you can stand.

[soulwound]

And he would turn around and conquer the same worlds himself! You, him, Malak. Now you all take the same people who fought with you, and you force them to turn on everything they've ever known. Or you kill them. Where is the justice in that? [Despite the need to scream it at him, her voice remains calm, soft, sad.]

Thank you.

[blackandgrey]

If I took people who fought with me, you'd be dead. [The last thing he sees of her is her wrecked form on the floor, before he slams the door shut behind him.]