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Elpsis Kerrigan-Alcori

Elpsis Kerrigan-Alcori

Member Since 04 Mar 2015
Offline Last Active Today, 06:00 PM

In Topic: Meet the Family

Yesterday, 02:45 AM




"Screw contracts. If they're this chit, you should quit." Elpsis had clear opinions on slavery and indentured servitude. Besides, the two could work for her!


Anyhow, they eventually caught up with the missionary couple. Both looked sweaty and irritated. "There you are at last. What took you so long?" the husband demanded. "Maid, tend to my wife. She has suffered much because of you stupidity."


"It wasn't my fault the boat drifted away, sir. You..."


"There you go again, acting uppity. Being around heathen natives is a bad influence on you."


"Or maybe you're just dumb and whiny," Elpsis said bluntly.


"How dare you?!" his wife thundered. "Apologise to my husband right now. You have no manners and dress like a common whore."


"Actually, I'm a very expensive whore." It was...kinda true. "And it's hot outside here, y'know."


By contrast, the missionaries were sweating in their outfits. "Don't give me lip, girl. Your parents would no doubt be ashamed of you! You have embraced the path of sin and become just like these uncivilised natives."


"Yep, that's the plan. I've decided to join a Dahomian tribe and become the bond-slave of my one true love," at this Elpsis gave Tempest an adoring look. "I want to spend my life worshipping her and become the one she loves most of her harem. I hope our babies have her beautiful skin. I'll raise them to be good Dahomians."

In Topic: [ENDGAME] - Shadow's Fall

25 May 2018 - 05:55 PM

Joycelyn Zambrano




"Weather forecast is...cloudy. With a chance of orbital bombardment. May rain SDs."


It was a bit awkward to converse over holocomm. Being blind, Elpsis could not see Siobhan's holographic apparition. She could imagine the frown of perpetual disapprovel though. "I've received word of similar attacks across Alliance space. Given their track record, I should not be surprised that they missed an armada suddenly popping up. I reckon a couple Jedi will turn traitor. I wonder who'll be this generation's Daella. There's always at least one closeted Sith. Can you get off the planet?"


"You know me. A horde of jackbooted space thugs and some phallic status symbols won't stop me."


"Then secure a transport and depart ASAP."


"I'm just...supposed to leave? Whole city's under attack. People are dying."


"As they do every day. It's war. One fighter more or less won't make a difference. The GA's a doomed cause. And they sold us out before."


"The leaders did. Little guy on the street didn't. That's who I care about." There was noise, it sounded like the rumble of thunder, though it was probably artillery. "And since stuff is blowing up around me, don't think I got much of a choice."


"Silly girl. Get out of there alive. Don't get yourself killed. Heroism is not far removed from stupidity." Did her lady mother actually sound...concerned?


"Aww, Mother, didn't know you cared."


"You're my daughter."


There was a pause. "That's...the first time you called me that. Ever."


"Don't get sappy. It's embarrassing."


"Yeah, I love you, too," Elpsis said in a low voice, barely above a whisper. The connection died.



That had been a good while ago. So here she was now. Upon the battlefield of the city she'd grown up in. Truth be told, Elpsis had few positive memories of Coruscant. People gave it fancy names such as galactic centre, eternal city and so on. She'd gone through the school of hard knocks in the slums, where sunlight was never seen. Given all the devastation that had been wrought upon the city-planet time and again, she could not help wonder if its people might not have been happier if their world had been less prominent.



But such thoughts were far from her now. Intense flak fire engaged Sith dropships that raced down from the sky. Galactic Alliance soldiers and their allies engaged hordes of ferocious monsters and Sith troopers that had made their way to the surface. Multi-coloured beams of laser fire filled the air as heavy repeating blasters, laser cannon emplacements and turbolasers roared. Hovertanks sped over the ground, unloading upon the largest creatures with mass drivers or turbolaser cannons. Cries of pain were heard as soldiers fell, be it to gunfire or due to being ripped by beasts. Explosions resonated across the streets, artillery thundered. On the bright side, all those ruins and buildings provided cover. Still, the melee would be fierce.



Elpsis gazed through the scope of her Boltgun, having taken up position behind a window, first floor, of one of the many buildings. This one was largely intact. The suffering of those who were dying or in the process of doing so called out to her. As did the fear that permeated the air. But she focused. Having lain down to make herself less visible, she scanned the area. Though deprived of physical sight, in some ways she saw more clearly than she had prior to her blinding. Thus she perceived the dark auras of malevolence of the beings that approached the GA's battle lines. The soldiers and their heavy armour were doing their best to deal with the horde of abominations.



Elpsis' senses prickled, the Force drawing her gaze towards a woman clad in imposing obsidian armour, with an aura of fury surrounding her. Elpsis' breathing slowed as she focused, her Force Sight following the woman's movements. The Force and unyielding faith steadied her aim, and her finger depressed the trigger of her bolter. A salvoe of explosive bolts shot towards the armoured Sith woman. With the bolts being armed at launch, the warheads would explode on impact. Any impact, including shields, Force powers, sabres and so on. The bolts had a good radius in which someone could get injured by blast wave or shrapnel and enough punch to be damage even light vehicle armour.

In Topic: Breaking the Machine

24 May 2018 - 04:49 AM

Ari Vox



It was pure bedlam. With their exit cut off, the group took what cover they could from the incoming barrage of blaster bolts. It all became a blur to Elpsis. One moment the scientist had been in the process of giving in, the next a plasma bolt had torn through his back and exploded inside his chest. His innards were sprayed across the floor, along with a copious amount of blood. Precognition had screamed inside her skull. Too late. She cursed herself for being this inattentive. This distracted.



The shockwave of energy swept across the ground, propelling her through the air at terrible velocity. The telekinetic slam made her feel like something had knocked the wind out of her. Her ribs howled in protest. She had enough presence of mind to thrust out her legs and kick herself off the wall rather than get ragdolled into it. This did not make her landing upon the duracrete floor any less unpleasant. Ouch.



Blood dripped out of a wound inside her forehead. Some vials fell upon her from a shelf. She could only hope they did not contain dangerous chemicals. Either way, glass shattered on her. There was chaos all around her. Firepower opened up on all sides as the security forces tried to corner the beleaguered rebels. Out of the corner of her ethereal eyes, she perceived Spire was on the ground, wrestling with a guard. Both struggled against one another, with the Zabrak being choked until she managed to use a hidden vibroblade to stab her enemy in the in the arm and ram her elbow into his face.



Kora was still on her feet, using the cover provided in the room to evade attacks. Having equipped herself with the weapon of a dead rebel, she unleashed a wide angle shotgun blast, filling the hall with energy as energised flechettes struck four guards at once. Their pained cries echoed through the hall as the shards ripped through them, but more rushed forward, blasting away."Grenade!" a rebel yelled, and leapt onto the deadly sphere. It exploded in a dud thull, ripping the man's insides apart, but causing no further damage. The man's suicidal bravery had saved the rest of the group.



Elpsis pulled herself together, as enemies confronted her. As enemies rushed her, she reached for her lightsabre. Willing it to fly like a javelin, she propelled it right through the skull of a guard. With blaster bolts and slug rounds flying everywhere, she moved quickly, crouching and barely avoiding another plasma shot tearing through the room. Using the Force, the director seemed to absorb or outright stop blaster shots that were coming her way. Of course, she'd only be able to do that against bolts she could see and anticipate.



The director's plasma cannon did have much AOE beyond causing a fire where it impacted, but when it hit, it bloody hurt. Elpsis found Ari amidst the chaos. "We gotta kill the bitch. Separate her from her mooks. I can draw her fire so you get the drop on her." Ari's jetpack might be useful in that regard. It was not much of a plan, but, hey, it was one.

In Topic: Awkward Arkas Assembly

23 May 2018 - 04:16 PM

Tegaea Alcori, Laira Darkhold



Laira was probably figuring out where Elpsis got her attitude towards relationships and casual sex from. Her adoptive parents did not just tolerate her promiscuitry, but encouraged it. "Aww, but, Mum, I wanted to have Laira perform for me in private," the empath pouted. In truth, Elpsis would sadly be unable to enjoy a riveting erotic dance. Unless there was a lot of skin contact. When she looked at someone she did not see their face or much of their figure. She saw a blurry shape and their aura, which might look appealing to her or not.



"Your choice, Laira. If you think you're up for the challenge. I must admit I'd be eager to see what the Zeltrons have taught you," Siobhan said, looking a bit amused. The Ranger was cute, after all! If nothing else, she could at least tease the couple a bit. The Firecougar sipped her Naboo wine, wiping her lips with a tissue.



"The Alderaanian system does not sound bad. Authority must be balanced with responsibility and low level autonomy. Firemane is obviously a business, not a planetary government, but the choice of leadership is not left to the whims of shareholders or a board of directors. That would only compromise our vision for by pursuing short-sighted personal agendas. Any successor to me will be trained rigorously, prove herself by serving in a variety of posts and working her way up the corporate ladder. I'd prefer a former soldier, but she'd need to have a good understanding of business and politics. And she will be appointed by myself, though I will accept input my wife and I suppose the Board."



The board was mentioned almost as an afterthought. Unsurprisingly, Siobhan had no intention of retiring for a long time. If she had her way, one of her young wards, Livia or Adril, would one day sit in her chair. But they were still children, so time would tell how realistic these aspirations were. It was convenient that Firemane was purely privately owned.

In Topic: Meet the Family

23 May 2018 - 07:29 AM




"What a bunch of dicks. Are you sure we couldn't have left them on the island for a lil longer?" Elpsis wondered aloud when the couple sped off into the wilderness. She sighed. Presumably they'd have to follow them to make sure they didn't get eaten.


"Stupid white-skin," the maid muttered to herself. "No offence meant," she added since Elpsis was, in fact, a white-skin.


"None taken, sugar. Got no sympathy for pompous arsehats. Hey, let me look at that leg," she told the valet. Bending down, she rolled up the trousers to get a better view of his injured legs. Her white eyes glowed as she pulled at the threads of the Force, willing its energies to flow from her into him.


"Why are you dawdling? The hired help doesn't need attention. They've disappointed us more than enough," the wife yelled.


"Oh, sod off. Run into the wilderness if you like. Don't sulk if a Cylix pounces you," Elpsis retorted. "There, that's better ain't it?" she asked the valet, after she'd done her part. "You know you don't have to put up with them. If it's money, we pay a lot better," she gave the maid her best smile.