SivotFars
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Her appearance is of a woman with long brown hair and somewhat unnatural green eyes. she also wears a grey tattered cloak, most likely used for hiding from the empire and concealing any weapons. She seems like she has been through a lot, as she stares into the distance. let’s go back to the start. Yes, the time when she was a nobody, just a girl on courasan’s lower levels. “mother, when can i have food again?” She asked, her blue eyes filling with hope. no, later than this. This is too early. “wow…” she whispered to herself. I’m force sensitive?” She said in amazement and looked at her hands. The room was her bedroom, it was quite empty, and she was still quite young, about 12. later! she was running, definitely afraid of something, the same age as last time. She didn't even quite know what it quite was that she was running from. Then ‘it’ rounded the corner, and grabbed something shiny. The alleyway was dark, very dark, until it pressed a button. Then suddenly, a deep red blade was brought into existence, as Sivot backed into a wall. This ‘it’ was illuminated, and she realized it was a female. “you will do exactly as i say, no questions asked, or you will be killed. I know you are force sensitive. Don’t try to hide it.” Her dark manipulative voice sounded of the walls. Sivot nodded her head, to afraid to speak. sigh, continue forward. now Sivot was at the Jedi temple, and a few years older. “You exited for your cyber Crystal?” A fellow youngling asked. She smiled, something she rarely did. “yeah, thanks.” Sivot was known to be very quiet, and kept to herself. She got along with the others fine, but she always seemed a little bothered by something. “How about you?” “Same.” later she was on the planet of illum, and grabbed a cyber crystal, it looked like she had struggled a lot to get it. The moment it touched her hand, it turned purple. “Purple? What does that mean?” She whispered to herself. Purple Meant you could use some sith abilities if you tried hard enough, and that you more closely aligned with sith then most Jedi did. BTu still, she was no Sith. move on! “today you will get assigned a master. They are based of who will get along with you best. Sivot! Your with Plo Koon!” A Jedi master shouted. She waved of her best freind, smiling. She felt a little confident in herself. come on! Move quicker! she was on her first misssion, along with her master and some clones. “You ready?” Plo asked. “I think so.” “I understand, no one is every ready for war, even those made for it.” He nodded towards a rookie clone. how can we expect to move through this if you move so slowly! next scene she was even older, maybe 15 or something. She was on another mission. She nodded towards the former rookie clone. “You ready, blotch?” “Yes, sir! firing!” She smiled at him. They had a sort of sibling love. next! “now, remember are agreement, or I will kill them all!” The some dark manipulative voice sounded, now from a commlink. ”yes…” Sivot said, looking down, very sad. “They said they had a plan to invade the droid out post holding their freind captive. They’ll be attacking later tonight.” She whispered, wishing she could be free of this great evil make it faster! “exude order 66! Oh, and make sure to add the special procedure! Hah!” Sivot could barely hear. “Yes sir.” Blotch suddenly pointed a gun at her. She looked away then at her master. “You know what to do!” Blotch said. Plo wasn’t aware of what was going on yet, he was still fighting some droids. She walked over to him, makino sure he didnt hear her come over. Then she quickly ignited her purple lightsaber… and stabbed it through his heart. She cried and cried, and lost track of time, falling on her knees. The thing she dreaded and was so nervous of just happened. Then she fell over from exhaustion. Next thing, she was in a solitary room, with that same manipulative person right next to her, it made her anger flare up. “Ha! Don’t you know anger isn’t the Jedi way? Oh, but you aren’t a Jedi anymore, after you killed your master, how could you be one?” She taunted Sivot. Sivot anger flared up again, she wanted to escape this… prison. She just realized what it was. It was a prison meant for torture. She looked around more, still keeper a close eye on the manipualative woman—no, monster. She saw various metal instruments and the monster was holding a device. She suddenly felt newfound fear, and closed her eyes tight. “oh, don’t worry, I won’t hurt you… as long as you make your crystal red!” the monsters voice was malicious, but Sivot knew she had to at least attempt to hold out, plus, she didn’t even think she could do it if she tried, the only anger she bared was towards the monster. “not complying, are we? Well, I know how to make that work.” the monster suddenly clicked a button, and Sivot fell to the ground as electricity coursed through her veins. *come onnnn! We don’t want to hear a story about millions of hours of manipulation and torturing! Just skip that part! Sivot felt.. different. after so much time, she was willing to give in. She had guilt, self hatred, and anger for so many things, and she just wanted it to wash away, as she poured that energy into the once-vibrant crystal, as the crystal turned into the same color as the color of the future blood she would kill. “Hah! Finally! See, that was so easy.” The monster told the other monster. ”Now, you shall be known as an inquisitor!” skip. the new monster smiled at the rebels sadistically, she was going to enjoy this, the yellow of her eyes glowing unnaturally. her double bladed spinning lightsaber was ready, this was another mission, just like the rest the empire assigned her to. But then, why did she stop when one of the rebels was backed into a corner, and about to be dead by her? Why? This was so easy, just slash, you don’t even have to think about it. Better yet, you should enjoy! Why! Unknowingly to her, one of her eyes had gone back to the bright blue it use to be. This was the last rebel of the camp, and no one else would know if she kept him alive. He looked at her, so desperate. It reminded her of something or someone. Herself? No, she wasn’t weak, she knew she should kill him, there was no reason not too. She was getting tired of this, why! “Please…” he whispered. He looked only 12. He must have been through a lot, these were tough times. At least shouldn’t she kill him so he could be realest from life? No! Why did she have pity! It would be worse for him if he stayed alive! Right? She finally let him go, stomping out of their, and put her report in as everyone in the camp dying. skip back at her room she looked in the mirror. There it was again, that cursed blue eye! But she something else in the mirror… Plo? No, she killed him, that’s what inquisitors do, they kill Jedi and rebels! Then why did she leave that one alive? Her hand came suddenly, breaking the mirror as it made a loud crash noise. But when she looked behind her, she still saw that shadowy outline of Plo. Maybe it was his ghost? The force could do that, right? Oh how she wanted to hold his hand again, and laugh, train with him, and just help him, he was like family to her, like her older brother. No! She needs to be mean, that’s the only way to gain power and survive! skip if she was gonna do something ’heroic’ for once in her life, she had to do it now. That ghost was guiding her again, asking to make things right, hah! imagine, her, a hero? Well, she would try. She was on a mission with another inquisitor, he trusted her, at least enough to work with her. And WOOSH! She ignited her lightsaber and loped his head of. I better run! She thought, as the stormtroopers looked in disbelief. there was no turning back now. Her tight uniform inquisitor clothes would do her no good, and she had little time to change. skip she was now wearing a grey cloak, witch hid her lightsaber and credits. She couldn’t purify her red crystal, but she did crush half of the lightsaber so only one blade was usable, and threw the other half away. She knew this wasn’t the best strategy wise, but she was no longer a inquisitor, and while you could still tell it had been an inquisitor lightsaber, it still had part of the outer handle and one Side of it ripped of. when will this story be done! (now it will be, except for some concluding notes. Sorry for taking so long to post this, I hope you liked it. My character is on the side of the rebels, but works alone, and is a kinda sassy mysterious badass. I hope to have some fun roleplays, and I hope you enjoy my character! If i feel like it, I might add more context or reply to questions about her that you ask. to make this work in the current timeline, she had to get in a frozen thingy and now its a long time later.)
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