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Tracer (TransMasc/Asexual) no labels, no pronouns. I am HUMAN
Streaming junkie, Gaymer nerd. Fanfic aficionado
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Red, Black and Purple
Lord Borias Wownomore from Star Wars the Old Republic Lord Borias Wownomore from Star Wars the Old Republic
November 29, 2025 at 1:35 AM
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gotta go with vibes here.
Zigzag- a sharp turn
Arn and Brey’enne decide to take a drastic step to further their relationship
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ARKARI MEDCENTER - REGENERATION SUITE 3602bby The room was bright white, curved walls humming softly with the sound of bio-reactors. Arn lay inside the cylindrical regeneration capsule, surrounded by pale blue fluid. His cybernetic parts had been removed from the human part that was left of him, head, torso and arms down to the elbow. Brey'enne stood beside the capsule, hands clasped tightly in front of her. She hadn't seen him like this before - half the galaxy hadn't - but watching him being rebuilt like this, vulnerable in a way he would never show anyone else... It hollowed her chest. An Arkanian medic approached, white eyes serene. "He will not feel pain," she assured her. "The regeneration matrix has already shifted into the synthesis phase." Brey'enne nodded, though her throat ached. "How long?" "Two hours for complete internal reconstruction," the medic answered. "Another hour for cellular integration and vascular stabilization." Brey'enne exhaled shakily. "And after that... he'll be whole again?" The medic placed a hand over her shoulder — brief, professional. "He will be fully capable. If you choose the path of family, nothing will prevent it." Her knees nearly buckled. Her knees nearly buckled. Inside the capsule, Arn's eyes fluttered open. Not fully - just enough for her to see the familiar determination under the haze of sedation. "Brey...'" His voice was distorted through the fluid and anesthetic. She pressed her hand to the glass. "I'm here," she whispered. "I'm not going anywhere." His new hands lifted weakly inside the chamber, aligning with hers through the barrier. His face brightened slightly as he reached for her. The regenerating tissue around his abdomen shimmered, new cells knitting into place with soft pulses of blue light. He watched her, even half-conscious - trusting her in a way he trusted almost no one. "You don't have to see this," he murmured. "I am incomplete. I..." She shook her head, smiling wetly. "I'm not leaving you alone with a room full of white-eyed specialists while your insides get rebuilt. Not happening." A soft, low laugh vibrated through his chest, filling the capsule with bubbles. "You're impossible." "I know, but you love me anyway." she breathed. and i'm glad because I want a future with you Arn. A real one. Whatever that takes." His eyes softened - and for once, no sarcasm, no bravado, no battlefield bravado got in the way. He was close to tears. "I never thought this would ever happen to me. I've accepted that I would always be alone, that nobody would ever want me like this..." he trailed off. She looked at him, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I love you you big, beautiful fool." "So you'll have me then? For all that I am? No matter what?" She nodded, keeping her hand pressed to the glass, his hand touching hers on the other side. "I will," she promised. "And when you wake up, you're going to be whole. Not just repaired — whole." The regenerative matrix pulsed brighter. Arkanian tech worked silently, tirelessly. Organic tissue reformed. Vital structures rebuilding. The life they wanted - the one Arn wasn't sure that he could ever have — took shape in the blue light. Brey'enne kept her hand to the glass until the process finished. she stayed until he was complete.
November 28, 2025 at 1:03 PM
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the love of his life and a happy family
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Top: Lord Borias, Lazulibleu, Theron Bottom: Son Aquilan, his wife Vaylin, Stepson Arn, stepdaughter Brey’enne top row: Lord Borias, Mom Elleanna, brother Joanis, Husband Theron, Aunt Amethesta, Friend Lord Scourge and sister in law Kira Sons Aquilan and Jolimar
November 27, 2025 at 3:32 PM
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next came their love interests, who joined the family:
Aquilan Ankar-Wownomore with his beloved Vaylin Tirall Brey’enne Ankar-Shan with her beloved Arn Peralun
November 27, 2025 at 11:52 AM
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and then the children
Aquilan Ankar-Wownomore Jolimar Ankar-Wownomore Brey’enne Ankar-Shan
November 27, 2025 at 11:49 AM
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then there was a triad
Lord Borias, Lazulibleu and Theron
November 27, 2025 at 11:47 AM
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Starting at the beginning
my main couple is Lord Borias and Theron Shan
Lord Borias Wownomore from Star Wars the Old Republic Theron Shan from Star Wars the Old Republic Lord Borias and Theron art by Dona Vajgand
November 27, 2025 at 11:19 AM
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no disorganized as a word anywhere, but I’ve got total chaos.
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from “Family is more than blood”
She screamed as another tether of energy wrapped around her ribs, dragging her closer to the opening in the floor. Aquilan held her, muscles straining, teeth clenched. "NO—NO-YOU'RE NOT TAKING HER—!" The beam pulled hard. Aquilan's boots skidded on the stone. He was losing her. Scourge moved so fast it was a blur-he grabbed Aquilan by the back of his vest, anchoring him with impossible Force strength. "Hold on," Scourge snarled. "DO. NOT. RELEASE. HER." Vaylin cried out, hands slipping-The abyss roared beneath her. The Heart pulsed louder— THOOM-THOOM-THOOM— Arcann planted his saber into the floor behind them to brace himself and grabbed Aquilan's arm. Senya wrapped her arms around Vaylin's shoulders, tears streaming, screaming her daughter's name. Brey'enne clung to Arn's arm, sobbing as she tried to pull him away from the sigil. Theron tried to reroute the beam with his implants— Amethesta was chanting something in a language older than Basic-Borias raised his hands, focusing — ALL OF THEM pulling. All of them resisting. All of them refusing to let Nathema take Vaylin again. The air cracked-Light flared— Zildrog roared "SUBMIT, CHILD OF THE THRONE!" And Vaylin-screaming through tears, through terror, through pain-threw her head back and roared "I AM NOT YOUR CHILD!" A blinding shockwave erupted-The ritual buckled-Arn collapsed out of the air-The chamber floor shattered— And Vaylin was ripped free-straight into Aquilan's arms—as the Heart of Zildrog erupted in rage beneath them. The moment Vaylin hit Aquilan's chest, the entire sigil collapsed inward with a deafening crack. The stone floor buckled, snapping like brittle bone. Red light surged upward in a violent pillar as the ritual's mechanism screamed in protest. Aquilan tightened his hold on her, staggering back. "I've got you— I've got you-" Her fingers dug into him desperately, trembling so hard she couldn't breathe. Below them—the Heart of Zildrog opened fully. A vast chamber of rotating rings and ancient gears churned to life beneath the shattered floor, a swirling vortex of crimson energy spiraling toward the center like a mechanical storm. Senya dragged Arcann back from the collapsing edge. "MOVE! EVERYONE, BACK!" Arn hit the ground hard, groaning as Brey'enne fell to her knees beside him. She grabbed his face with shaking hands. "Arn-Arn, look at me! Stay with me!" His eyes flickered violently between red and gold. "B.. Brey... I-" A violent jolt seized his body; he arched, choking on a scream. Theron scrambled to his side, slapping a stabilizer against Arn's neck. "Come on, Arn hang in there c'mon_" But the shard wasn't finished A tangled root of red circuitry flashed across Arn's chest, pulsing like a heartbeat.
November 27, 2025 at 10:21 AM
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Theron Shan from the video game Star Wars the Old Republic 9 years later and he’s still my boo.
November 26, 2025 at 7:08 PM
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from “I do it for you.”
49 "You must gather your alliance, the ones closest to you. Nahut instructed. "They can help us to perform the ritual to return us to the world." Borias nodded. "Theron is not for sensitive. I cannot speak to him," he concentrated, breathing slowly, focusing his energy. "But my aunt is here. Family is powerful." "Very good." Nahut said. "Amethesta." The soft, deep voice echoed. The aged Miriluka looked up. She could sense Borias presence. She looked at the others in the chamber. " may I have some privacy? I wish you try communicating with my nephew, if 1 can." The purple Hutt looked confused for a moment, then realized. Oh... Of course. Oggurobb said, his deep voice booming in the Chamber. "You force users communicate through your mind... Fascinating. I shall respect your private conference. Amethesta nodded her white head. " I shall check in with you later, when I know more." The companions exited the dark sanctuary. Theron was the last to leave. He looked at Amethesta thoughtfully. She smiled at him. "Not to worry Theron." Theron nodded. "I wish I could talk to him, but..." She smiled, her pale face warm. "I know." She watched as he walked toward the corridor, and when he disappeared from view, she placed a pale hand on the crystal. "Borias, I am here." The soft, deep voice responded. "I am glad you are here. It has been many years since we spoke." "it has, but I wish that was under a more pleasant circumstance." "Indeed. Has Theron told you of our situation?" "He has. It seems we have quite the predicament on our hands. She stroked the crystal, listening, feeling its energy. "I shall need your help." "I will do what I can." "You must gather the others and prepare them." Borias said. Amethesta nodded. "I have already done so, though not all of us are present. Some are missing." So I am NOT the only one that was taken prisoner. Who else is not with us?" Lord scourge, as well as Joanis your brother, and Kira Carsen, his wife." "His wife? " Borias chuckled. " I had a…
November 26, 2025 at 7:01 PM
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149 He tapped out a receipt on the data pad. "I'll just send my fee to the Sis. just for the record... what's your name? I only got agent Shan on the message." "Theron." Theron watched him begin to type the name on the Data Pad. "It's THE RON, not TH A RA N." Theron corrected him. Tharan looked at him with disdain. " But that's the stupid spelling." Theron shrugged. "It's my name. Blame my mother if you don't agree. She'll argue with you though. She thinks she's always right." Chapter 1 the Neon Lights of Nar Shaddaa 3638bby Nar Shaddaa the Promenade The casino was bustling with activity. Live music played while live dancers moved to the music. patrons were scattered about, standing at the bar, playing at the games tables or talking among themselves. Borias stood in the doorway, observing the scene. A purple Torgruta with braided white striped montrals and Lekku sat at a table with a shaggy haired Mandolorian with u shaped scars on his cheeks. A bronze skinned Mirialan sat at the Sebacc table with a red haired human woman. Borias eyes fell to the human male dancing on the small dance floor in front of the musician's stage. He was about 28, with tanned skin, athletic build and implants over his left eye and circling it in a crescent shape with tiny led lights. He thought the man looked familiar, but couldn't place where he knew him from. Vette pulled on his arm, breaking him from his reverie. "Comon my lord." He felt a strange sensation as he began to move forward. Vette looked up into the bright blue eyes curiously. " hey..are you okay? You look like the time on Dantoine when we tried that Oothba and you had to go relieve yourself afterwards. " He approached the bar and ordered a drink, then continued to watch the man with the cranial implants. the bartender handed him a stemmed glass and he placed some credit
November 26, 2025 at 6:51 PM
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The words PROJECT REBIRTH // ACTIVE NODE CONFIRMED scrolled past. Topaz straightened, grin fading. "Rebirth? You've got to be kidding me. That was mothballed after Zakuul." Arn's single organic eye narrowed. "Apparently not." Arn looked from the data to Brey'enne. "Whatever this is, it's not finished." Jonas drained his glass. "And that, kids, is why Theron wanted you here. Someone's trying to wake the Fleet again—and they're using SIS channels to do it." Silence settled, broken only by the whir of the consoles. Brey'enne drew a slow breath. "Then we stop them." Jonas grinned crookedly. "Now you sound like your old man." Topaz clapped a hand on her shoulder. "Then she's got a good teacher. But if Rebirth's active,
November 26, 2025 at 6:43 PM
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Vaylin is having another bad day, but this time she isn’t alone.
from “Family is more than blood”
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Senya dropped to her knees, hands over her mouth, tears falling freely. "NO-NO, NOT AGAIN. I JUST GOT YOU BACK_I" The chamber thundered with Zildrog's voice, speaking through Arn, through the walls, through the sigil itself: "THE VESSEL RETURNS. THE CYCLE CONTINUES. YOU CANNOT ESCAPE WHAT YOU ARE." Vaylin fought-she fought, nails scraping at the beam around her chest. "I AM NOT YOURS!" she roared. The sigil's light flickered-just for an instant. Scourge's eyes widened. "She's resisting. She's BREAKING the pattern!" Senya dropped to her knees, hands over her mouth, tears falling freely. "NO-NO, NOT AGAIN. I JUST GOT YOU BACK_I" The chamber thundered with Zildrog's voice, speaking through Arn, through the walls, through the sigil itself: "THE VESSEL RETURNS. THE CYCLE CONTINUES. YOU CANNOT ESCAPE WHAT YOU ARE." Vaylin fought-she fought, nails scraping at the beam around her chest. "I AM NOT YOURS!" she roared. The sigil's light flickered-just for an instant. Scourge's eyes widened. "She's resisting. She's BREAKING the pattern!" Aquilan Ankar-Wownomore and Vaylin Tirall from the Star Wars Story “Family is more than blood” Ex Jedi Master Arn Peralun and SIS agent Brey’enne Ankar-Shan
November 26, 2025 at 6:31 PM
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Poor Arn is getting the brunt of this new threat.
here’s a sneak peek of the new pages
from “Family is more than blood”
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Arn's voice was strained, fragmented between breath and static. "I ...' can try. But it's not talking to me in words anymore. It's... inside the frequency." Borias turned sharply. "Then break the link." Arn looked up at him, one eye human, one glowing machine-blue. "It's not that simple. If I cut it, the feedback could tear through the entire core." Scyva stepped closer, her red eyes narrowing. "He's right. Izax tied himself into the foundation of this world. Severing the link too fast could destroy Nathema all over again." The hybrid god let out a low, rumbling sound — something between a laugh and the groan of a dying starship. "You cannot destroy me without destroying yourselves. We are bound by creation itself." Brey'enne's eyes flicked between Arn and her father. "Then there has to be another way." Theron exhaled slowly, shoulders tense. "There always is. We just have to find it before your new friend here finishes rebooting the apocalypse." A vibration rippled through the chamber-the walls pulsing in rhythm with Arn's heartbeat, the ground itself beginning to hum. Scyva turned toward Borias, her tone urgent. "If he merges fully, there will be no stopping him. Not even the gods could unmake him twice." Borias nodded grimly. "Then we don't let him merge." He drew his vibrosword, its crimson and blue blades igniting with a sharp hiss. The light cut through the growing haze. "Everyone-form a circle. Keep the link contained." Jedi Master Arn Peralun and Theron Shan’s daughter Brey’enne from the Star Wars story: “Family is more than blood”
November 26, 2025 at 11:53 AM
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With Aquilan
November 26, 2025 at 11:45 AM
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Scourge is with my sentinel Master Amethesta
November 26, 2025 at 10:23 AM
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Ohh i’m good then
Bellamy(Robert Morley), Clarke(Eliza Taylor), Octavia (Marie Avgeropoulos)and Raven (Lindsey Morgan) from the SciFi show the 100
November 25, 2025 at 11:49 AM
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the first time that Theron meets Lazulibleu
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After several minutes, the girl emerged from the Council Chamber. She was around the same age as Joanis, who was 12. "Hello." She smiled at them; her blue face warm with friendliness. "Hi. "Joanis said, slightly blushing. His blue eyes blinked. "Hey there," said Theron, his warm brown cheeks returned the smile. "I'm Lazulibleu. I just arrived here." "We know. "Joanis said. "I saw your shuttle land." Theron said. "You came from Korriban, right?" "Yes. "she nodded. Her midnight blue hair slipped from her slender shoulder. She gently flicked it back with a blue hand. "You know of it?" "Unfortunately. "Joanis said, frowning. "My brother was sent there a month ago. " Lazulibleu looked at him curiously. "So, it is true. There are others who do not belong. " "Yup." Theron replied. "My mother and Lord Scourge are working together to sort it out. " "My Aunt Amethesta too." Joanis said. "Putting everyone in their proper place, they said. Balancing the force….." "That is what Master Satele just told me." Lazulibleu said. "Well..welcome to Tython." Theron said. "Thank you." "If you like, we would be happy to show you around." Joanis said. "That would be courteous of you. I appreciate that." she said. She looked down at her notes. "I am supposed to meet with Master Yuon now." "I'll show you." Theron offered. "Great. I have to get to class." Joanis said. "See you later then. Nice to meet you Lazulibleu." She smiled at him. "Nice to meet you too." She smiled at him. "Nice to meet you too." They watched as he disappeared up the ramp toward the library. "That's Joanis. I'm Theron." Theron pointed to himself. "Happy to meet you, Theron. "The older girl studied the boy's face. "I sense a sadness in you. Something does not feel right." "What do you mean?" Lazulibleu tilted her head, probing further. "It is just... you seem to be incomplete somehow." Theron frowned. "I'm not like the others." He got to the bottom of the ramp and turned left towards the corridor leading to the Consular Quarter. "You see...I'll never be a Jedi, at least...I don't think so." Lazulibleu frowned. "I thought I was a Sith, then they sent me here because I'm Apparently a Jedi instead." Theron shook his mop of brown hair. "No...you don't understand... I'm different." "That makes two of us." Lazulibleu said. "At least you're force sensitive. You'll be a Jedi. I'm only here because of my mother." Theron frowned. "Oh, so your mother is a Jedi then." Theron shuffled his feet, looking up at her. "We're not supposed to talk about it. The Jedi love their secrets and they frown on attachment." "Yes, Lord Scourge and Master Amethesta told me about it on the way here." "Well, get used to secrets and not being told stuff. They love to keep us in the dark." Lazulibleu Ankar from Star Wars the Old Republic
November 25, 2025 at 11:36 AM
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Here’s where we meet the boys for the first time.
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Chapter 3: Jedi and Sith 3659 bby Tython The Jedi Temple The Masters looked on as the young Padawans practiced their swordplay. "Do it again. Master Yeshin instructed, as he watched his charges carefully. The young Padawan looked up at his master's hard glare. "Do not think I will go easy on you just because we are related. You must learn like everyone else. " The bright blue eyes glistened slightly. "I apologize uncle. I shall try harder." The boy shook his mop of cropped black hair as he got up to try again. Master Yeshin smiled, his arms crossed. "You shall get there Joanis. Have faith. I sense you shall do well." He glanced over to the other Padawans sparring. He frowned. He moved toward the boy on the ground and glared at the Padawan standing over him. The boys arm was outstretched, a hard glare on his bronze face. The bright blue eyes stared angrily at the boy lying on the ground. "Borias! Cease this now! He is defeated. Let him up." Borias growled at the boy on the ground. "He must pay!" Blood trickled from his right leg. He raised his left hand. The boy on the ground rose up, gasping for air, grabbing at his throat. "Stop this now!" Elleanna rushed over to help. She reached for the boy being choked. "He cannot defend himself, he is not force sensitive." Borias, seeing his mother, stopped choking the other boy. The boy gasped for air. "He hurt me mother. I must punish him. " Elleanna crouched next to the boy, checking him for injuries. "Are you all right Theron?" The boy rubbed his neck gingerly. "I'll be okay I think. " He looked at Borias. "I'm sorry Borias. I didn't know I hit you that hard. " His green gold eyes pleading for forgiveness. Elleanna looked up at her son sternly. "You cannot punish people son. Theron is not force sensitive. He can't feel what you do. He doesn't know his own strength."
November 24, 2025 at 3:54 PM
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for Lord Borias it’s long black and sexy
He never cuts it and keeps it neat and tied back.
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November 24, 2025 at 2:50 AM
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not a crush per se, but i’ve always had a fondness for Raistlin Majere from Dragonlance. He was so dynamic and badass.
November 23, 2025 at 1:22 PM
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a long sequence. Still One of my favorite scenes that i wrote.
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"you promised me..." his green gold eyes glistened with tears. Nahut looked at him with pity. "I am sorry. there is nothing I can do. I thought we could defeat them, but they shall only destroy me... destroy everything." Theron looked at the gods. they will kill me if I don't do what they want. I would do anything to protect you, even die, but there is too much at stake. he looked at the frozen form sadly. I'm sorry Borias. I really wish that things were different, but they're not. I just hope that if we live through this we can finally be together. I'll do what I have to. he let out a heavy sigh, then stepped forward, reaching toward the purple crystal. Theron looked over his shoulder at Nahut. Nahut nodded, a sad smile crossed his golden face. Theron slowly slid his fingers over the crystal, feeling its smooth surface. as soon as he wrapped both hands around the amethyst crystal, the whole chamber began to shake. he felt the deck beneath his feet vibrate. the gods jerked with the force of the vibration. a loud hum rang out through the GRAVESTONE. Theron wanted to cover his ears, but he couldn't take his hands off of the crystal. his feet were planted to the deck. he couldn't move even if he wanted to. the color drained from the crystal. it became clear and sparkled brightly. He had to shut his eyes the light was so bright.. The Gods screamed in agony. Theron winced. All the Gods collapsed to the deck, save one.. The chamber got deathly quiet. Theron open his eyes looking around the empty chamber he was alone with Nahut. Everyone was gone like they were never there at all. Nahut smiled at him. " thank you my son. The cycle is complete." Image of the God Nahut from the Star Wars story: “the Broken Throne” man with glittering golden skin, blue eyes and long white-gold hair. Theron Shan from Star Wars the Old Republic
November 22, 2025 at 8:25 PM
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Crystal-
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3632 bby Iokath SCYVA raised her arms, chanting the ancient language of the Gods. the tall, slender droid form vibrated. energy flowed from the silver droid fingers. the feminine droid body shook violently. the metal body broke apart, falling onto the deck below her feet, the droid pieces spreading across the deck. the priests of SCYVA stepped forward, picking up the large deep blue crystal among the metal pieces. TYTH, the god of Rage shook violently. his large red droid body broke apart like an earthquake. the metal decking vibrated beneath his huge droid feet. the priest of TYTH stepped forward as the last pieces dropped to the ground. he retrieved the thick blood red crystal from among the debris. the twin goddesses AIVELA and ESNE vibrated less violently, their sleek silver female forms falling to the deck below them. the two priests stepped forward to retrieve the crystals from their goddesses. green for ESNE and orange for AIVELA. the priests gathered the over-sized crystals holding them out in front of them as they approached the GRAVESTONE as it slowly approached, drifting toward the metal deck where they all waited.
November 22, 2025 at 8:12 PM
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-Crystal-
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3632 bby the GRAVESTONE dark sanctuary "The demon hunter must be dispersed." the voice echoed. "he has imprisoned us and is too powerful to be destroyed without your help." Borias rested his hand on the large container that held the crystal. "this demon hunter you speak of, who is he?" "the GRAVESTONE is filled with ghosts of the past. don't pay them any mind." Valkorian's spirit said, glaring at Borias. "they are dangerous and are not to be trusted." "Liar!" the voice boomed. "You are the one not to be trusted. we gave you our power, then you enslaved us here, our bodies wasting in this prison." Borias bowed his head. his memory was hazy, but he could remember being a prisoner as well. perhaps they could restore me to myself, he thought. "how can I help?" Valkorian's spirit shook with rage. "No! I am your master. You are mine. You belong to me forever!" Borias jolted. His body shook. He could feel his energy being drained away. Threads of yellow-white force energy flowed into the crystal. The dark sanctuary hummed, vibrating as Borias was being drained of his life force. "You are mine forever." The deep, wispy voice echoed in the chamber. Theron rushed down the corridor with Vette close behind him. They tried to gain their footing as the GRAVESTONE began to shake. "The vessel must be subdued. The demon hunter must perish." Just as Theron and Vette approached the chamber, Borias dropped to the deck, then promptly disappeared in front of them. "Borias! No!" Theron screamed. Vette"s lavender eyes went wide. "What is going on? How did he...?" She pointed a blue finger at the empty deck. She looked around. "He just...vanished, but how?" "No idea." Theron said. "I don't think anyone is on the GRAVESTONE but us. People just don't disappear." Theron jolted back suddenly. " whoah..wait. what's happening? He looked at the over sized red-black crystal in the center compartment. It started pulsating and glowed a bright red. "Don't look at me...I didn't touch it." "We're moving." Theron steadied himself. "We gotta figure out what's going on." He turned and headed back down the corridor, heading up to the bridge.
November 22, 2025 at 7:59 PM
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Fun idea so i’m borrowing it.

Ask Lord Borias anything and he will answer.
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Lord Borias Wownomore from Star Wars the Old Republic
November 14, 2025 at 10:05 PM