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Post by Darth Malice on May 25, 2019 16:29:29 GMT -5
Daesha smiled at the young sith "The location is always ready, young one. Your Master and Lord Pyktis will take you down to it very shortly. I hope you don't find our atmosphere up here too strenuous on your lungs already because it will indeed get worse the closer you get to the location of the Rite." Malice chucked "Now now Daesha, don't give it all away. The journey is half the fun after all." The little one's smile dropped "I will not be able to visit you during this time. We are forbidden from entering unless undertaking the rite outselves." Funami Teriyaki, Darth Pyktis, |
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on May 26, 2019 10:22:34 GMT -5
The pink-haired Sithling sauntered forward and leaned closer to her fellow little conspirator, enough so the girl would have been able to feel her breath on her neck if not for the Force bubble separating Funami from the toxic atmosphere. That did not stop the unlikely duo from looking any less adorable; enough to deceive one into thinking the two had been friends for a very long time. A hand was raised, palm up, both to conceal her words and purposely make the message appear more enigmatic than it really was.
“If you feel adventurous, do visit--nobody needs to know. It’ll be our little secret…” Funami whispered with a mischievous smile to reassure any such event would eternally remain between the two of them. After all, Sith were deceitful creatures; Funami absolutely would not hesitate to cheat her way through the trials provided she found a way to get away with it. As such, she had decided to take any outside help she could get to ensure success. After all, what else mattered than the rite’s completion? Some undoubtedly saw cheating as weakness whereas Funami considered a test of cunning. To cheat, lie, deceive, and get away with it; that was very much in accordance with Sith philosophy she believed.
Distancing herself from the girl, Funami made her way toward Malice with the strut of a monarch, perfectly manicured eyebrows rising and falling with her every word.
“Ah, splendid,” purred the girl with satisfaction and gave an approving nod, “I am eager to get started. Is the location far away? Um, are we going to take a speeder? I am not exactly-- ...built for long, strenuous treks.”
Rather than offering an explanation in greater detail, the little Sithling cast a long, significant look down at her short legs. Even though athletic like any Sith supplicant, she nevertheless tended to lag behind when following after normally sized beings; courtesy of her child-like form.
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Post by Darth Malice on Jun 4, 2019 1:07:21 GMT -5
Darth Malice and Daesha looked at one another and chuckled at Funami asking if the rite was far away. Daesha was the one to speak first "My dear Funami, you amuse me so. The rite is performed at the heart of this planet or more correct would be the heart of what makes this planet what it is. From here you will take an elevator down to ground level. From there you will pass the Remnants where you must go into the mining shafts and follow the tunnel deeper into the planet. Lady Malice and Lord Pyktis here will escort you through the caverns till you come across a pathway carved into one of the walls. From there You will follow the path till you eventually come across Dzukûras iw Taratatsa or in the common tongue it is called Altar of Madness. Some people however known it by another name and that would be Siuri iw ri dujikr or Cries of the Damned. It is there that you will come across the last part of your test. I won't spoil the fun though, it really is the most fun but strenuous part of the rite you must go through. When you reach the altar, you are to take nothing with you. No sabers, no equipment, that involves breathing apparatus of any kind. You must survive on your skills alone."Darth Malice had a huge smirk on her face as she listened to Daesha talk about the rite. She and Pyktis had both undergone this ceremony and both had come away from it changed both physically and mentally. Should Funami fail at this, all her training would have been for nothing and she would just become another one of the shriveled crazy 'Biosamples' for Doctor Crow to use. "Lord Pyktis and I will be close by when you undergo the last part of the rite to make sure no one interferes. Doing so is highly frowned upon here on Neidna and is punishable by death."Tags: Darth Pyktis
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Jun 4, 2019 8:36:27 GMT -5
Cocking an eyebrow, the petite child shrugged and chortled as well, oblivious to what others found so funny but finding their cheerful reaction to the supposedly deadly test hilarious nevertheless. More and more, the whole affair was starting to gain the shape of a surprise birthday party full of fun and games. Funami liked birthday parties. Her birthday parties. She liked getting presents just as she disliked giving them. She made several mental notes on how to make her parties even better. A walk through several dark places with ominous names, creeping through abandoned mines, entering the altar of all evil and bad – and finally seizing the delicious cake at the end! In fact, the trial’s description had inspired her so much the devious little mind of hers started plotting the birthday parties of others, often with nasty surprises along the way.
Her brow furrowed in thought as some light was finally shed on the rite and she gave it some serious consideration. There was a turbolift involved at least, elevating some of her worries concerning long walks through the desolate world. Or stairs. Funami disliked stairs. Why walk when she could ride?
“Hmph. Well, real Sith have outgrown the need to use lightsabers anyway,” Funami commented and started for the turbolift to take her to the evil heart of darkness. “The Force is much more fun.”
In her particular case, the signature weapon of Sith and Jedi was little more than a fancy accessory. Having the physique of a small child, the path of a powerful lightsaber combatant had been denied to her. She was not oblivious to the fact, sharpening her mind instead and making up for such disadvantage in cunning and sweet smiles.
Little Funami had an adorable look to her, especially when she smiled.
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Post by Darth Malice on Jun 13, 2019 2:01:34 GMT -5
Daesha chuckled "That is very true young one, but do not disregard them so easily. They still have their uses, I'm sure. Not everyone can use the force to grab a lightsaber in their hands like Lady Malice here." She walked over to the elevator they would use to reach ground level and pulled out a keycard and applied it to the console. "This will take you down the ground level, from there you know your way. I wish you luck young sith and I hope to see you soon." Daesha bowed respectfully to the group and departed with the young girl back to her office. Darth Malice bowed her head respectfully back at Daesha and entered the elevator with Funami and Pyktis. As it descended the heat and pressure of the planet began to rise quickly. Malice could feel the crushing presence of the dark side of the force and placed a hand on her stomach as her unborn child shuffled about. "I never did like this damn elevator, always makes me feel sick to my stomach." she commented trying to throw off any suspicion the pair might have on her. Once it stopped she exited quickly out into the heavy atmosphere of the Neidna ground level, the air was thick and a deep crimson hue could be seen all over the place. "First step of your Journey begins now Funami."Darth Pyktis@funami |
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Post by Funami Teriyaki on Jun 13, 2019 12:35:31 GMT -5
As the lift rocked and groaned beneath their feet and slowly tumbled down the shaft, the world’s already hostile face had gained a sharper set of fangs readied to bite into the Sith trio. Thus far the outside forces had yet to take their toll on Funami, courtesy of the protective, air filled bubble surrounding her body and shielding her from external harm. It would not last for long, held together solely by Funami’s determination to prolong her comfort for as long as she could. She refused to surrender her efforts just yet, right at the start. While keeping it up meant devoting a portion of concentration to the task, the little apprentice knew all too well allowing the barrier to collapse would only lead to more frustration and struggle.
“More like the hundredth step. Whew! And it’s only gonna get worse once we reach the heart!” The Atrisian grimaced and cast a look over her shoulder to find Darth Malice in discomfort. Quickly averting her gaze and pretending to have seen nothing, the small child started humming a juvenile tune before her feet delivered him from the lift and into the wastes. Lacking a map or any idea where to go, she stayed close to her fellow Sith, ambling in their wake. Getting lost in the thick red cloud-like mist was not what she wanted to experience in the foreseeable future. Especially when it entailed walking over such broken, filthy terrain and she lacked the sort of equipment one would need to traverse through the wasteland effectively.
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Post by Darth Malice on Oct 29, 2019 14:56:13 GMT -5
As they trio walked on they passed numerous members of the Remnants. These ones were less sophisticated and elegant as their compatriots up in the city above. These ones were more organic and decrepid in appearance. The darkside of the force enveloped them and some appeared to be without a lower jaw, their fangs larger and more prominent. They soon arrived at the Deep Harvesters Mining Centre, a large building situated over a large hole in the ground that seemed to overflow with darkside energy. Darth Malice looked over at Darth Pyktis and Funami Teriyaki. "Ok, first test. Jump down there Apprentice. Any hesitation and I will push you in." |
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