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Sith Executioner
Revenge is a poison meant for others that we end up swallowing ourselves. Vengeance is a dark light that blinds all who seek it. The untroubled soul knows there is no justice in revenge. The untroubled soul knows that to seek vengeance is to seek destruction.
My doom, henceforward, is my sole desire:
As martyrs, being demented in their zeal,
Shake with delightful spasms upon the wheel,
Implore the whip, or puff upon the fire.
As martyrs, being demented in their zeal,
Shake with delightful spasms upon the wheel,
Implore the whip, or puff upon the fire.
I'm feeling happy today, Tuesday. I shall paint a flower--no, a bright sunny sky. Is that too cliche? Yes. I thought so too.
ACT 1
-From Wild Eyes Gleams of Past Existence-
-From Wild Eyes Gleams of Past Existence-
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
| [AUDIOLOG 15:23:01 - 24:13:15:85//#24765-00//SESSION: 1//PATIENT: CIEMRA, Andelka] [AUDIOLOG BEGIN 15:23:01] [SOFT KNOCKING ON DOOR] Doctor: May I come in? [Pause: 0:00:30 Seconds] Yes. [Sound of door opening] Doctor: How are you feeling today? [Clicking sound, possibly heels] I don't know. I don't...feel. Anymore. Doctor: Not anything? Not ever? Sadness, hapiness, anger--you don't feel any of those? [Pause: 0:00:09 Seconds] No. Doctor: It seems [Pause: 0:00:02 seconds] you...hang on let me find the file. [Sound of finger tapping on glass] Here it is. [Pause: 0:00:12 seconds] You were living on Coruscant, correct? Yes. Doctor: Your parents were killed [Pause: 0:00:07 seconds] in front of you; do you want to talk about it? [Silence: 0:00:58 seconds] I--Ma-- [Sound of indistinct muttering] No. [AUDIOLOG PAUSED] |
Ne raillons pas les fous;
leur folie dure plus longtemps que la nôtre....
Voilà toute la differénce.
leur folie dure plus longtemps que la nôtre....
Voilà toute la differénce.
I don't understand, Tuesday. Haven't they said I've been getting better? Oh! I saw some Acolytes today, in the Square. Well, at least I thought they were Acolytes. They looked pretty shady, but I'm sure they were Sith. What? No I'm not thinking about joining...stop meowing at me like that I'm not thinking about it! You like my painting? Thank you. If you tell me what it means I may let you live a little while longer. I'm joking.
| Personal Logs of Doctor Anil Brampton Entry Number: 14 Andelka tried suffocating herself with a plastic bag today. I don't know if she was joking or trying to get a rise out of me, but I had to restrain her to get the damn thing away from her before she went blue in the face. I got a few bruises but suceeded in the end. She's having trouble dealing with her emotions, she draws a lot, paints, sometimes sculpts. When I've caught glimpses, they're very emotive. Very dark, or very bright, colourful, happy even. She never lets me see them, screams like a howler monkey when I even remotely glance at her work. Her parents were killed by another wealthy family living in Coruscant. I haven't received the full report but apparently they hired a bounty hunter or something like that. Andelka is hesistant to talk to me directly, I've tried very old methods: Rorscach tests, hypnosis...Nothing works. She merely stares and sometimes talks to 'Tuesday', her pet cat. I think she's using apostrophe to talk to an existing cat somewhere else, or a cat that doesn't exist entirely. A coping mechanism, perhaps? |
ACT 2
-If Solitude or Grief Should be Thine Portion-
-If Solitude or Grief Should be Thine Portion-
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
You figure it out. I'm not telling you what it means, that's the grand scheme of it all you stupid cat. You look at it--with your eyes--and you're supposed to feel something, right? Well excuse me if you're colourblind. I'm sorry. That was a bad joke.
Actually, I lied. I'm never sorry.
Actually, I lied. I'm never sorry.
| [RESUME AUDIOLOG] Doctor: Are you sure? I know it must be [Pause: 0:00:03 seconds] hard for you. Especially losing someone close. Parents, relatives, friends. Have you ever-- No. I don't want to talk about it, ok? Get your stupid ****ing clipboard out of my face and stop wearing those god-awful heels. They drive me insane. [Long sigh] Doctor: [Pause:0:00:12 seconds] If you really feel that way, we can end early. Yes, I 'really feel this way'. I don't want to talk with you. You're under qualified. Doctor: We can read more poetry-- Shut your perfumey trap, Dickinson [Sound of shuffling chairs]. [Pause: 0:00:16 seconds] Doctor: I'm...going to leave, give you some time to yourself. Same time tomorrow? [Silence: 0:1:13 minutes] [Sound of door sliding shut] Tuesday? [Sound of shakey breathing.] Dammit! Why won't you ****ing answer me?! [Objects are thrown around room] [END AUDIOLOG] |
| Personal Logs of Doctor Anil Brampton Entry Number: 2 We have a new patient here: Andelka Ciemra. She was taken to the hospital with minor injuries after her home was broken into. Her parents were killed, bodies never found. She was committed after the nurse found her talking to someone named 'Tuesday'. She was threatening suicide, babbling about some person named 'Oril'. We haven't made a diagnoses yet, but we've been keeping her sedated. I'm excited to start working with her, it's been a while since I've had an...interesting case like this. Usually I just get depressed mothers and sexually abused Twi'leks who come and pour their hearts out expecting me to give them a presciption and send them on their way. But not Andelka. She's different. |
ACT 3
-Flying From Something That She Dreads-
-Flying From Something That She Dreads-
Why do I paint? that's a funny question, isn't it? It's like asking someone 'why do you breathe'? I paint to survive. I paint to live. Without art, I would be dead; or worse, sane. You seem to be lacking in your questions, Tuesday. Cat got your tongue? Haha, pun.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
| Personal Holocron of Andelka Ciemra [ARCHIVE: memories-old//0124-128#1--001//Entry: UNTITLED//TIME: 00:06:19] It's funny, isn't it? It's all a big joke. Punchline. Everyone laughs. Thank you, thank you. Bow. I'd like to thank my mom and dad. Wave to the television. Next big comedy sensation. Exit the stage. Life is a joke. But that's a rather cynical view, no? Man's greatest achievement is death. Death is the Magna Opus: The Creme de la Creme if you're feeling particularily extravagant. We are born babbling idiots not able to fend for ourselves, three years of complete self unawareness. Until we realize we are living, breathing beings capable of anything. Capable of life, capable of death: Capable of the extraordinary, the unordinary, and the unextraoridnary. I don't know where I fit. I've asked myself this many times but I've never come to a conclusive answer. I've been called all three. Called bright by teachers, extraordinary by paupers, and eccentric by my parents. My parents. Shot point blank while I watched from under the bed. Father falls to the floor. Whispers something incoherent into my ear. Blood foams at mouth like a freshly killed deer. Eyes roll back in head. Heart stops beating. It was in these fractured moments that I could physically feel the enfolds of my being: me, collapsing in on itself. A rather common occurrence in humans. Then came mother. Pushed on the bed. Can smell her perfume. Like a nightclub doused in honey. Screams echo through apartment. Can feel something warm on face. Drip. Drip. Drip. I thought about taking father's gun he hid in the night stand, and putting the barrel in my mouth. I imagine it would taste sharp and alkaline, almost like blood. Pull the trigger and splatter grey matter on the wall. Slip into a peaceful oblivion. It seems fate had another thing in mind for me for as soon as the shots rang off the people below us contacted the authorities. I was taken to the hospital with minor wounds. Didn't even notice the glass embedded in my arms as I crawled over broken glass to avoid being detected. Perhaps the pain was a constant reminder that I needed to keep moving or I'd be shot like a dog too. I'd be yesterday's trash, dragged out to the curb and disposed of like an unloved puppy. I remember flying in one of those shuttles they use for transporting patients. We live in the wealthier part of Coruscant, where people could afford to shit in gold toilets and have diamond-encrusted droids wipe their asses. Looking down, I could see the large pools people had on their patios. They were like brilliant drops of cyan, sparkling like polished aquamarine. Apparently they put something in the water to make it look that way, but it was the only thing keeping my mind off of the sound of my father slowly choking on his own blood. He gurgled like a drowsy baby drinking milk. They shot him through the windpipe, whereas mother was a clean hit through the skull. When did I become insane with horrible bouts of sanity? When I started hearing meowing when there were no cats around. Tuesday appeared one day, and I called him that because it happened to be a Tuesday morning and feeling rather uncreative I couldn't think of anything. I thought of Poe, or Vader, but he seemed like a Tuesday. He keeps me company. I talk to him, he talks to me. He's wonderful company. It's a shame people can't see him. And if they can, they just don't want to admit it. The other day Tuesday asked me: 'Why are you so silent? It's like you are dead.' I knew he regretted the words as soon as they exited his mouth, and he looked quite ashamed, but I answered. That's the secret, isn't it? You have to be a little bit dead inside. That's why you'll never be silent, Tuesday, you have too much life. |
| Personal Logs of Doctor Anil Brampton Entry Number: 32 Andelka has escaped. We have no idea how, or why. The alarms went off last night. We found one of the night guards with a syringe in his eye and his keycards missing. She got into the transport bay and hopped on one of the shuttles that goes to the hospital. From there, well, we have no idea where she is. We found a hastily scribbled note. DE34 DOCTOR BR4MPTON: FLY FLY FLY. TH3 C4G3D B1RD H4S L3RN3D TO FLY! I don't know why she insists on writing like that. She had incredibly neat handwriting when she was in school, before her parents were murdered. Such a fascinating person and change of persona and now she's gone, and we'll probably never find her. I suppose it's only fair. She was brewing some grand scheme, I was just waiting for her to execute it. I guess I was too late in making assumptions. |
We're free, Tuesday.
Act 4
-Le Chat Noir-
It will always
be my shoulder
you will lean upon
and my hand
you will reach for
when a lump
rises in your throat
and tears
threaten mutiny
in the ship
of your soul.
| I stood and spoke, yet you, dear Andelka, you were the only one to hear me. You had never heard me before, and for a moment I had almost thought it strange for you to hear me now, yet we both know why you hear me. After that event, it were but the mournful influence of my previously unperceived shadow that caused you to not just see, but feel within your soul, my presence in the room. You do not understand my existence, and it is at times that I look and do not understand either. Yet death, which has wrapped its subtle claws around your mind, has also created me for you. I came, not of my own volition, but of your's. They attempt, all in vain, to deny my existence. But to what end? The greatest power given to the galaxy is not the Force, rather, it is the mind, of which has control over the Force. Your mind, Andelka, of which, in vain, as often tried to deny me my right to exist. But you know, I will always be with you. Then our mother came in and she said to us two, 'Did you have any fun? Tell me. What did you do?' 'Have no fear, Andelka,' Said Tuesday. 'These Things are good Things.' And he gave them a pat. "Your Majesty. Please… I don’t like to complain. But down here below, we are feeling great pain.” “We’ve GOT to make noises in greater amounts! So, open your mouth, lad! For every voice counts!” “UNLESS someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” |
Biography
"I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while."
Born and raised on Coruscant, Andelka was the by-product of the wealthy socialite life-style. Her Father worked with the Galactic Alliance, and her mother did absolutely nothing on the account of her rather large inheritance. When Andelka was sixteen, a rival family hired assassins to murder Andelka's parents. Taking refuge underneath her parent's bed, she witnessed both her mother and father dying. Unable to cope with what had happened, Andelka's mind 'fragmented', and Tuesday was created. The feline antithesis housed Andelka's emotions, reason, and decision making. Andelka could not exist without Tuesday.
When the authorities arrived, Andelka was placed into a psychiatric facility after doctors deemed her too unstable to stay in a regular care facility. With her psychosis slowly growing stronger, Doctor Anil Brampton was unaware of Andelka's pressing issue. Constantly arguing with 'herself' about good and evil, Andelka escaped the facility and took a shuttle to Korriban, where she would become a Sith Acolyte.
Korriban seemed to suit her needs perfectly: It was brimming with Dark Side Energy, the people had their own motives and didn't care about the feelings of others, and there were libraries and archives where she could satiate her thirst for knowledge. It was on Korriban that Andelka met Andraste, who would later become the Empress and Dark Lady.
Showing interest and promise in Alchemy, Andelka has spent countless hours in the archives studying Alchemy and Sorcery. It was in the library that she met the strange and enigmatic Casimir, who showed her the basics of illusion and trickery. Andelka would also seek refuge with the Sith Spymaster Royston Spektor, who taught her a thing or two about Stealth.
Slowly Andelka gained prestige and knowledge, until finally she was rewarded with the honor of becoming a Warrior Crusader after the events of Purgatory.
Tuesday, however, was becoming a pressing problem she needed to deal with. With the help of a certain Dark Lord, she would conquer the shadow feline once and for all.
Travelling to Tython, Andelka disguised herself as a Jedi Initiate using Sith Alchemy and Force Concealment.
Character Information
| NAME: FACTION: RANK: BASE OF OPS: STRENGTH: DEXTERITY: CONSTITUTION: INTELLIGENCE: WISDOM: CHARISMA: | Andelka Ciemra New Sith Imperium Assassin Crusader Korriban / Yavin V / Ziost / Misc ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ | SPECIES: HOMEWORLD: AGE: GENDER: HEIGHT: WEIGHT: EYES: HAIR: SKIN: CREDITS: DISTINGUISHING MARKS: FORCE SENSITIVE: | Human Coruscant 21 Female 5’5" 120 lbs Grey Near-white Blonde Caucasian 95,000cr N/A Yes |
Personality/Characteristics
Andelka has extreme rage issues, but she is not an emotive person, at all. In fact, she seems almost completely void of emotion what so ever. Andelka only expresses what she truly feels through art.
After witnessing the deaths of her parents, Andelka's personality cracked into two. The result of this fissure was Tuesday - a black cat with red eyes - who housed Andelka's reason, conscience and emotion. He follows her everywhere, though he is only visible to her.
Abilities / Powers
Force Powers
| Force Push: Force Pull: Force Jump: Force Stealth: Force Speed: Force Sense: Force Lightning: Force Weapon: | ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ | Kinetite: Force Horror: Force Drain: Force Rage: Force Grip: Sith Alchemy: Force Affliction: Cloak of Shadow: | ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ | Force Scream: Force Bellow: Spear of Midnight Black: Shatterpoint: Psychometry: Force Illusion: Force Corrupt: Torture by Chagrin: | ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Master: | Force Jump Force Stealth Force Sense Kinetite Force Rage Sith Alchemy Cloak of Shadow Force Scream Force Illusion | Adept: | Force Push Force Pull Force Speed Force Horror Force Grip Force Bellow Shatterpoint Psychometry | Learned: | Force Lightning Force Drain Force Affliction Spear of Midnight Black Torture by Chagrin |
Andelka has an intermediate understanding of Sith Alchemy, and can manipulate objects to change their molecular structure. For example, she was able to turn a glass marble in a molten piece of glass, then making it into a glass animal which she animated with The Force. She can also change her appearance for the purposes of deception.
She is a stealth Force User, focusing on devastating hit-and-run tactics.
Lightsaber Form
| Shii-cho: Makashi: Soresu: Ataru: Djem So: Niman: Jar'Kai: Juyo: Vaapad: Tràkata: | ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■■■ |
Andelka acquired a saberstaff which had previously belonged to Jarek Telkanin after the events of Dark Hearts. Powered by four Lignan crystals which Andelka focused with Alchemy and Dark Side power, her blade is extremely well-balanced and volatile.
Focusing on the forms Niman and Trakata, Andelka is a deadly force to be reckoned with. She focuses on hit-and-run tactics, using Force Rage and Kinetite to her advantage.
Gear
Assassin Crusader Robes - Black and silver robes which come down mid-thigh. Andelka wears sturdy yet comfortable boots which muffle her footsteps.
Light Armor - Enhanced by her own Alchemy, her light armor is worn underneath her robes and grants her a higher resistance to blaster and lightsaber damage.
Lightsaber - A purple saberstaff powered by four Lignan crystals.
Roleplays
Acolyte
Beginnings
After Andelka's arrival on Korriban, she gets acquainted with the other Acolytes.
Broken Ghost
Whilst studying the aspects of Sith Alchemy in the library, Andelka meets Casimir, a strange and enigmatic young man.
Surprise Guest
Andelka, as well as Andraste, meet the Sith Spy Master, Royston Spektor. They both train under him for the basics of Force Stealth.
Dark Hearts
Jarek Telkanin foolishy challenges Andelka, Andraste, and other Acolytes. Soon, the Valley of the Dark Lords turns into a full out brawl. Fawn is killed. Andelka acquires Jarek's purple saberstaff, a valuable weapon which she always keeps by her side.
Eyes Like Stars
After the events of Dark Hearts, Andelka and Tuesday finds Andraste and another Acolyte drunk out in the valley. She joins them, only to mock their drunken stupor.
Darkened on Tuesday
Andelka has the unfortunate pleasure of meeting Circe Savan on Korriban. -uncompleted because ew Fusion-
Numb
Andelka begins training.
Not Just Another Day
Whilst on Coruscant, Andelka meets up with Andre, a mercenary who helps her start to realize that Tuesday is not who he appears to be.
Through Ice and Fire
During a mission on Hoth, Andelka meets the curious and dangerous Crusader Morton Ambrose, who believes himself to be a God. Andelka offers her service, only to kill Morton for breaking his allegiance and for challenging the Empire.
Andelka vs Arcturus
Andelka is paired with Arcturus for Puragtory. She is defeated, however deemed lucky for walking away with her life after facing Arcturus Wolfgang.
Assassin Crusader
Observing Purgatory
Andelka observes the rest of the Tournament whilst onboard a ship, where she re-acquaints herself with Royston Spektor and admires the Empress from afar.
Eternal Tears of Sorrow Before the Bleeding Sun
Andelka confronts Tuesday, however when she wakes up, she realizes it was just a dream.
Tuesday the Four-Hundredth's Final Repose
Tuesday is finally put to rest.
Under the Master's Sun
Andelka begins training her first Acolyte, Traven Khaar.
The Songs of War
Andelka unknowingly contacts two Echani who may hold the key to taking control of the Empire.
Belly of the Beast
Andelka travels to Mygeeto, where she finds herself face to face with Arcturus along with a group of other Sith on the Galaxie's wealthiest planet.
Subterfuge
Disguised as a Jedi Initiate, Andelka, on board a small vessel, will attempt to over throw two Padawans and a Jedi Knight to take them back to Sith Space for interrogation -In Progress-.
A Brave New World
On Coruscant, Andelka has a run in with the strange and enigmatic Jamall Mohatu.
Birth of Helios
A proposition is offered to Silen'Dumah, the strange Aing-Tii alchemist.
Dark Souls
Sequel to Dark Hearts. Andelka meets some familiar faces in the Valley of The Dark Lords.
Sith Executioner
Axis of Chaos: Challenging the High Assassin
Newly appointed Sith Executioner, Andelka challenges Darth Silentius for the role of High Assassin. She is defeated and badly wounded, however she leaves with her life and a new-found understanding for the power Thaed holds. She is later executed by Varek.
[Mission] Kill Darth Exodeus - WIP
Then Spoke the Thunder - WIP
[ST]Axis of Chaos - WIP[/ST]
The Dark Truth - WIP
Omens of War - WIP
Classes Taught
Niman/Jar'Kai and the Basics of Sith Alchemy and Force Stealth
Apprentices
Traven Khaar
Ryak De'ruus
Beginnings
After Andelka's arrival on Korriban, she gets acquainted with the other Acolytes.
Broken Ghost
Whilst studying the aspects of Sith Alchemy in the library, Andelka meets Casimir, a strange and enigmatic young man.
Surprise Guest
Andelka, as well as Andraste, meet the Sith Spy Master, Royston Spektor. They both train under him for the basics of Force Stealth.
Dark Hearts
Jarek Telkanin foolishy challenges Andelka, Andraste, and other Acolytes. Soon, the Valley of the Dark Lords turns into a full out brawl. Fawn is killed. Andelka acquires Jarek's purple saberstaff, a valuable weapon which she always keeps by her side.
Eyes Like Stars
After the events of Dark Hearts, Andelka and Tuesday finds Andraste and another Acolyte drunk out in the valley. She joins them, only to mock their drunken stupor.
Darkened on Tuesday
Andelka has the unfortunate pleasure of meeting Circe Savan on Korriban. -uncompleted because ew Fusion-
Numb
Andelka begins training.
Not Just Another Day
Whilst on Coruscant, Andelka meets up with Andre, a mercenary who helps her start to realize that Tuesday is not who he appears to be.
Through Ice and Fire
During a mission on Hoth, Andelka meets the curious and dangerous Crusader Morton Ambrose, who believes himself to be a God. Andelka offers her service, only to kill Morton for breaking his allegiance and for challenging the Empire.
Andelka vs Arcturus
Andelka is paired with Arcturus for Puragtory. She is defeated, however deemed lucky for walking away with her life after facing Arcturus Wolfgang.
Assassin Crusader
Observing Purgatory
Andelka observes the rest of the Tournament whilst onboard a ship, where she re-acquaints herself with Royston Spektor and admires the Empress from afar.
Eternal Tears of Sorrow Before the Bleeding Sun
Andelka confronts Tuesday, however when she wakes up, she realizes it was just a dream.
Tuesday the Four-Hundredth's Final Repose
Tuesday is finally put to rest.
Under the Master's Sun
Andelka begins training her first Acolyte, Traven Khaar.
The Songs of War
Andelka unknowingly contacts two Echani who may hold the key to taking control of the Empire.
Belly of the Beast
Andelka travels to Mygeeto, where she finds herself face to face with Arcturus along with a group of other Sith on the Galaxie's wealthiest planet.
Subterfuge
Disguised as a Jedi Initiate, Andelka, on board a small vessel, will attempt to over throw two Padawans and a Jedi Knight to take them back to Sith Space for interrogation -In Progress-.
A Brave New World
On Coruscant, Andelka has a run in with the strange and enigmatic Jamall Mohatu.
Birth of Helios
A proposition is offered to Silen'Dumah, the strange Aing-Tii alchemist.
Dark Souls
Sequel to Dark Hearts. Andelka meets some familiar faces in the Valley of The Dark Lords.
Sith Executioner
Axis of Chaos: Challenging the High Assassin
Newly appointed Sith Executioner, Andelka challenges Darth Silentius for the role of High Assassin. She is defeated and badly wounded, however she leaves with her life and a new-found understanding for the power Thaed holds. She is later executed by Varek.
[Mission] Kill Darth Exodeus - WIP
Then Spoke the Thunder - WIP
[ST]Axis of Chaos - WIP[/ST]
The Dark Truth - WIP
Omens of War - WIP
Classes Taught
Niman/Jar'Kai and the Basics of Sith Alchemy and Force Stealth
Apprentices
Traven Khaar
Ryak De'ruus
Kills
Morton Ambrose - Warrior Crusader
Jarek Telkanin - Sorcerer Crusader
Morton Ambrose - Warrior Crusader
Jarek Telkanin - Sorcerer Crusader
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