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  1. In the words of the late Darth Valyrian; "Bah Humbug!" Merry Sithmas to all, and all the best for the New Year and what adventures they may bring. 

  2. Passing the torch

    I'm relieved and grateful that Ellina has come on to take the site from me, and believe that her fresh perspective and insight will bring light and love back to this site. This is a site in need of a bit of TLC, and its been lacking in leadership and enthusiasm from its leader for far too long. Despite my failures, despite my misgivings and my mistakes, I've done everyone I can to keep this place alive - and passing the torch was not a decision I made easily. My ego and pride stood in the way for far too long. I wish you all the luck in the future Ellina (or Varia). You have my support, and I am always here if you need guidance, help or even just someone to blame for the sites condition. I will be taking a much needed break from the site - but I'll still be around, in various capacities. I hope one day to be able to write here again without the pressures of leadership and duty laying over me. I look forward to that future, and the bright new day that the change in leadership brings. Thank you all for your support over the years - I hope you extend the same level of enthusiasm to your new overlord.
  3. Valerian's Signatures

    Signatures of Valerian and others over the time here
  4. I know people have been waiting on me -- I caught a chronic case of IRL, trying to shake it off. Should be back to it shortly.

    1. Darth Atrox

      Darth Atrox

      Please, you need time off. You need to spend time with your husband and stuff. Life is too short to worry about posting and apologizing when life gets busy.


      I wish I was this emotional when I was actually awake xd



    2. Mirran Kai

      Mirran Kai

      RL is important. I suggest dropping this for a bit and finding your balance IRL before you return. Not always easy but you will find it. Your emotional balance is just as important. Atrox is right, take care of you. You only have one of you! 

  5. Application: Magnus Koaldor: Accepted

    Your character has been APPROVED Please familiarize yourself with all of the Community Rules. I also recommend you review the How To Start Creating Your Character guide. Your next stop will be to post your biography in the Biography section - in your case, in the Unified Jedi Biographies. Once you've done that - you can begin exploring the forums of the Dantooine Enclave, this is where you will be tested in character to prove yourself worthy of becoming a fully fledged member of the Jedi Order. I encourage you to post your arrival to Dantooine in this topic, or start/ join a roleplay within the Enclave forums. Outside of Academy, you are welcome to post in The Cantina, or the other General Forums. We also encourage you to join us on our Discord Chat. Once again, congratulations on being accepted! I look forward to roleplaying with you in the future and on behalf of the entire Staff Team of Star Wars: Fates, thank you for choosing to join us for all your RP needs.
  6. Happy 1st Birthday to my furbaby Oscar! :D Image may contain: dogImage may contain: dog

    1. Sel Anabasis

      Sel Anabasis

      I.. I thought I was your furbaby. :(


    2. Darth Verrin

      Darth Verrin

      Marvelous! A Sith Battle Hound!  I thought they were all but extinct!!


      Look at it's fearsome visage!  It's baleful glare!  The Jedi will fear the Sith once more! Mwah hah... mwah hah hah... mwah haha hahaha!!

    3. Setsuna Andal
  7. Zenith

    ... as the blade ignited, instead of the natural burning light of crimson that ordinarily would have echoed out the end of Darth Valyrian's saber, a light appeared. It bounced off the ceiling for a moment, before tiny sensor's allowed the hologram to appear. He was small - but Darth Valyrian was always rather short - perhaps six inches tall in all, but instantly recognisable, at least to the Kaar of Sith Knowledge. Wearing a long red robe, something Lucian Eidolon had always worn during his first days in the Empire, the hologram remained steady and almost impassive as the image stablized. The mid-length white hair relatively brushed and kept clean, his face youthful as the day he had walked through the door of the Academy some ten or so years prior. It was an image unmarked by time, almost reminiscent of C'erian Eidolon, had Lucian's path been different. Even harder to see, each of the man's eyes had a remarkably different tone, one red and one blue. For a moment, the room remained silent, as the hologram hovered a few inches from the top of the blade, and turned around, to see its surroundings, before settling on Vanessa. 'I am Lucian Eidolon, but I was known by many other names during my time in the Sith Empire. Darth Valyrian, the Last Emperor of the Sith Empire. Though he chose to show this form of himself, a younger man untouched and ravaged by the corruption of the Dark Side, and the touch of power. The Dark Side is a deeply corrupting force that should be touched with care - for its affilictions weigh heavily on the soul, the mind, and mostly on the body,' the image of Lucian changed into that of a frail and weak man wrinkled beyond his time, at the verge of death, the man Valerian had been at his most vulnerable, before switching back, 'Do not be afraid of the creature you must become in order to engage the true power of the Dark Side, but also be weary, for the path is dark and not for the light hearted.' He paused, and reflected, 'I am the legacy of Lucian, a holocron of recording his powers and knowledge, carefully constructed since his return from the dead, after Darth Cideon's fall. I am the enduring legacy of his power, his skill, and the knowledge he kept hidden. Darth Verrin,' he turned to face the Zabrak, 'I was told to expect you sooner or later, though I scarcely anticipated it being so soon. When you showed me your collection of Holocron's I did not anticipate added to it, and yet here I am. A museum piece. I would hope my enduring legacy is not to be trapped in the back of Vault to be brought out every few years for cleaning. 'Darth Atrox, if the memory serves...' the holocron paused as if considering, '... the last recordings, imprints of his memory and knowledge are scarce, rushed and done with great panic. Your skill with a blade, and your tenacity probably had something to do with it. Did you kill me? Or did I find another end, no,' the Gatekeeper shook its head, 'Perhaps some knowledge is best left unknown, especially in this fragile state. As a holocron recording, I am only the after-image of a man. Nothing more than an index page to the information you seek.' 'And Vanessa, there is a great deal of information about you' the Gatekeeper turned again, spun on the spot without truly moving, to face her, 'blood, is thicker than water. It is only fitting that the daughter of Darth Valyrian be the one to activate the blade. In another culture, you might be the Heir to the Empire. Amongst the Sith, you are unfortunately none of those things.'
  8. Promotion Orders: Homra

    With great thought and deliberation, it has been decided that Homra will join the staff as an official Instructor! Throughout this process, Ren (Homra) has been very supportive, and active with all recruits, initiates and all those inbetween as the staff have been busy creating a system where we can effectively process and engage with our new members. I look forward to working with Homra in the future, as our first new Instructor. If you still want to join the team, applications are still open for Instructors! Read more about that here. Again, congratulations Homra!
  9. Character Application: Yakko Paam: Accepted

    Absolutely. We can continue this in a private message - but as a non-sensitive, you'll undergo the Enclave Process just like a Jedi would, but you won't be playing with the noisy glow sticks. The Enclave serves then as an entry point for all characters who wish to become a part of the Unified Jedi Order, either as peacekeepers or as regular old members of the Jedi Order, or anything in-between.
  10. Character Application: Yakko Paam: Accepted

    Sorry for the delay - it was a busy long weekend, and I don't have the stamina I used to. Plus Game of Thrones is on a Monday night, so... Your character has been APPROVED Please familiarize yourself with all of the Community Rules.I also recommend you review the How To Start Creating Your Character guide. Your next stop will be to post your biography in the Biography section - in your case, in the Unified Jedi Biographies. Once you've done that - you can begin exploring the forums of the Dantooine Enclave, this is where you will be tested in character to prove yourself worthy of becoming a fully fledged member of the Jedi Order. I encourage you to start up an RP within the forum, or join and existing one - and Instructor will be with you shortly to give you your first task. Outside of Academy, you are welcome to post in The Cantina, or the other General Forums. We also encourage you to join us on our Discord Chat. Once again, congratulations on being accepted! I look forward to roleplaying with you in the future and on behalf of the entire Staff Team of Star Wars: Fates, thank you for choosing to join us for all your RP needs.
  11. Positions Available: Instructors

    Members of Star Wars: Fates As our focus has changed, and our interests in recruitment and protecting the legacy of this site from inactivity, we have found a renewed push into old and yet familiar territory with the Sith Academy and the Jedi Enclave. As one or more of you might have guessed, we have somewhat embodied a lot of history in our formatting, reminiscant of the days when you may have passed through the Academy yourselves. It is this process that we hope to somewhat reproduce, in a somewhat lenient manner. Currently, we have a system of three Admin. Darth Atrox, who is currently heading the Sith storylines, Zyann who is heading the Jedi storylines, and myself who apart from making sure the site doesn't switch itself off, will be monitoring the Academy and Enclave. We have Je'ka working as a Forum Moderator in the Forge, and other characters have certain permissions within their areas. To this end, I have created a somewhat ambiguous system where Out-of-Character rank still doesn't emulate in character, but your account simply represents the rank on the site. All of our members have gotten behind us so far - and for this, I am grateful. We are all actively working with our newcomers to welcome them to the community, and keep them busy. To properly monitor this system though, I am going to need to take on a couple of Academy Overseer's/ Enclave Masters to try and make sure nobody slips through the cracks. I am opening the door to TWO FORUM MODERATORS for this purpose. To be considered, you must have a character that is APPRENTICE or higher on either the Sith Remnant, or Unified Jedi Order. All applications will be accepted, with further responsibilities and duties required to be further explained and negotiated along the way as the roles develop. To apply, please send me a message answering the following question; Why do you want to become a Forum Moderator within the Academy/ Enclave? I look forward to hearing from all potential applicants. Regards, Lucian.
  12. I have locked The Knives Edge, seeing as I believe it to be done. If you have any final remarks or posts, let me know, and I will open it once more. 

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    2. Lucian Eidolon

      Lucian Eidolon

      You're welcome to search his ashes.

    3. Homra Azner

      Homra Azner

      There be lightsaber crystals in the ashes

    4. Sel Anabasis

      Sel Anabasis

      My final remark is that the head admin banner is both tasteful and colorful.

  13. It is done. 

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    2. Darth Atrox

      Darth Atrox

      The 'Haha' reaction was almost pressed, but you deserve the trophy.

    3. Darth Renatus

      Darth Renatus

      Yaaay! +1 Darth to the death by explosion club :P And lets not forget this amazing thread... 


    4. Lucian Eidolon

      Lucian Eidolon

      That is still marked as one of my favourite threads of all time. XD

  14. The Knife's Edge

    Darth Valyrian laid silently, in the ruins of his chambers, his eyes cast upwards to the supporting metal architraves which formed the ceiling of the high-walled yet once obscure private sanctuary of his own making. Laying in the darkness, with only smouldering flashes of light pouring out of open and dangerous wires above, Valyrian could see for perhaps the first time, that he had never created a personal oasis in the midst of Bastion; he had created his tomb. Other than a signal that was sent out from Atrox' message, nobody would think to come down here, to look for the broken and discarded body of the former Sith Emperor. Even the smell of decaying bodies, boiling alive in the humidity of the room, wouldn't be enough to drive anyone down. Here, on a pile of his own discarded broken and deceased remains, Darth Valyrian would live for days - weeks perhaps, all depending, as the surrounds decayed. Maggots would begin to cover him, crawling up his nose and mouth - and he would be unable to wipe them away. He would be forced to swallow them, batch by batch, rolling from side to side in agony until exhaustion took him, and finally his body relented to the marching armada of the dead. That was, unless the Republic came. C'erian would chain him up in the finest Republic prison, and he would be tried for his crimes. He would spend the rest of his life humiliated, treated like a sub-par member of society, unable to fend for himself, or even toilet himself, should the need arise. They wouldn't bother with equipping him with prosthetics - it would be a safety risk, for the former Emperor. He might do anything, just to escape, and finish what he had started. He would wish for death, in the end, he would pray for it as they forced food down his throat, and lashed him to his bed at night. Day by day, unable to even kill himself. 'SIS,' he said weakly. His energy was already depleted - without the Force, drained from him in an act of brutal sabotage - he had to endure the pain like anyone else. And it was not pretty. He whispered in the darkness, hoping that at least this part of the system, a simple yet hard-wired artificial intelligence, would arrive at his beck and call, to do his bidding for the last time. Sadly, he was not mistaken. Although the holographic image was hazy and distant, the words echoed, the silhouette of SIS appeared. SIS had always appeared, exactly like Lucian had once done. A long red coat hung over his shoulders, his mid-length hair and youthful complexion. It was an image of a long time ago, when things were so entirely different. His copies, his creations... he had always been an egotist, creating in his image. In his world, there would have been an army of his clones, across the galaxy... maybe. Or maybe not. Maybe it was always going to end here, like this, at the end of his most abstract of failures. Eleven Years Ago The Academy, Nogatan Darth Cideon's Chamber: Rebirth Denael Turrin pushed back against Trask, but this position was both uncomfortable and unwieldy for him to shake off the pressure. Looking back, from this position he wouldn't have been able to do anything other than point the blade dramatically at the Chiss' chest, which other than looking cool, was another fatal flaw in his otherwise completely flawed plan. He had spent so little time in this Academy, he didn't think that he would be slaughtered so soon into his learning. He looked up at Trask, the blade brushing against his throat. "Do it," Denael said carefully, not moving his throat for fear of cutting himself, "I'm ready." Trask looked at Denael, then up at Cideon. "Are we done yet?" He asked wearily. Darth Cideon had watched the scene play out with unbridled disgust painted across his features. Not only had the Chiss survived the battle, but he had won. A non-Force sensitive alien had managed to disarm and defeat a Human with control of the Force, and what's more was he had refused to execute the loser and instead questioned the Sith Lord with the same smug attitude he had earlier. Standing from his seat on the dais, Cideon descended the steps to where the two recruits waited. Then, without a word, Cideon lifted his hand toward Trask and released a torrent of violet energy directly into the Chiss' chest. Trask was thrown into the air with the force of the electrical blast and landed hard on his back ten feet away, unconcious and convulsing. Cideon then turned his attention on Denael, who looked ready to regain his footing with Trask no longer standing over him. The Commander let the electricity run from his fingertips and into the Human as he had the alien, letting Danael suffer several seconds longer than Trask had. When Denael fell unconcious as well, Cideon ended the assault and watched as smoke rose from the man's skin where the lightning had burned him. Then, lifting his hand, he signalled for one of his rebirthed minions to rise from the waters. Slowly, Revenant crawled to the surface from where he rested deep below, and made his way toward his dark master. "See these two to the medical lab, immediately. I want them out of my sight." And thus, his first failure. A career that would span decades, and inevitably, end the same way it had begun. The holographic image of SIS lingered, its generally sarcastic A.I. not speaking, just staring. The bodies nearby did not effect it - such things were not built into the personal matrix. The only thing that mattered to it truly, was the man that had summoned it. It was duty bound to serve Darth Valyrian, in all his wishes, and could not interfere with that programming at any cost. Nor would it think to. Yet the persona it gave towards its Master was ambivilent and one of sarcasm and regret - one that lamented having to serve him. 'SIS,' Valyrian said with a weak gasp, 'scan the area. Is there a homing beckon set near the entrance to my sanctuary.' The holographic entity remained silent for a moment, its eyes distant as if it was scanning. The first model that Valyrian had owned had been a magnficient creation, as smart and witty as it was perfect in its duties. It had been destroyed in an accident, and this copy, a secondary service copy of the original, didn't have the same processing capacilities, 'Yes, Master Eidolon,' it replied suddenly, its tongue rolling the Master with great unease. It would never use his assumed name. It wouldn't accept his title, his position. Another flaw in its making, 'sensors show a number of vessels marked with Republic identification headed towards this point. I believe they would be coming to rescue you. That Atrox at least cared enough to make sure you wouldn't die down here.' 'The Valerian who was worth serving died long ago,' Valyrian repeated softly to himself. What was left now, other than the fate he had already seen for himself in the shadows of the Force. His faithful had already deserted him - and in this condition, the last of his followers, hiding in the depths of the galaxy, would likely abandon him too. His grand plans for a rebirth of his own legacy, a rekindling of his own Empire, were gone, taken away by the foolish reactions of a man more confident than he had any right to be. He killed his Hands. They didn't deserve to die, and yet they died for him anyway. For love. When he had long since forgotten what the meaning of the word truly was. In the depths of his lust for power, he was betrayed by his own careless abandon - and his lack of emphathy. He had no friends loyal to him. None who would serve him now. A small tear rolled down his face, a sampling of a failed constitution. In the distance, he could hear a distant muttering. Footsteps. The muffled activation of a lightsaber. There was no time left for him now, no time left for indecision. The hologram waved in and out of focus, waiting for an order, 'What would you like me to do. I can't pick you up, but I could let your new visitors know where to find you...' 'Activate the self-destruction protocol,' Valyrian said finally, his voice hollow, his strength failing, 'Silent alarms. Set the timer for twenty seconds - no override,' the hologram disappeared, and the voices of the Jedi grew closer - one shouted distantly, but Valyrian wasn't listening anymore, didn't care. He spoke to himself like a mad man - but in his final moments, he no longer cared about the appearance of sanity. None would ever see it anyway, 'If I must live a lift of failure, with failure as my frakking legacy, at least let my last act of life give some respite to his new Order. Frakk you Atrox. I'll see you in Chaos.' Darth Valyrian didn't feel the explosion. He didn't feel death, but he knew it was happening all the same. A sudden burst of light, followed by a terrible darkness. A black deeper than any black he had ever witnessed, had ever seen, could ever truly witness in life. True black, the ultimate. The black of nightmares, the black of Chaos itself. Here, within the seven gates of Chaos, he would find retribution for his sins, punished on him a thousand times. Forever.
  15. The Staff have now relinquished their OOC accounts, and have embodied themselves into characters. Our colours don't correlate to our in character rank, but rather our OOC duties - and never will do. 

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    2. Darth Renatus
    3. Zyann Aari

      Zyann Aari

      //places both boys in separate corners.

      Bad. Sit. Stay. Behave.

    4. Darth Atrox

      Darth Atrox

      You aren't my real dad.