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// Sooo I’m new to the Star Wars RP community and would love to get connected and start roleplaying! If you are a Star Wars RP blog, OC or Canon, please like and/or reblog this so I can check you out! Thank you!
OPEN
A yell- no, a roar could be heard as Letho launched a table clear across the room. While he didn’t have a lightsaber to trash the room quite as intimidatingly as Kylo Ren, his hands seemed to be impressive tools of destruction on their own.
As the table crashed into the wall, Letho sensed the presence of another entering the room. Instantly his helmeted head snapped towards the individual, an eyeless visor offering them only a stare.
“You already started rearranging the room, I see..”, Hux stated with a slight sarcastic undertone, while he leaned himself against the doorframe, pale eyes firmly locked with the dark visor in front of him, “A little bit too chaotic and messy for my taste, but like my father always said: To each his own.”
Although he did his best to stay impassive, it was nearly impossible for Hux to hide his growing discontent. Another one of the peculiar knights of Ren aboard his ship. Excellent. Silently the General cursed the Supreme Leader for making his life even more difficult, while he stepped into the room. "We need to discuss something."
two word starters.
“ don’t stop ”
“ please don’t ”
“ don’t shoot ”
“ give it ”
“ shut up ”
“ damn it! ”
“ stop it! ”
“ you’re crazy ”
“ that’s insane ”
“ get out! ”
“ don’t leave ”
“ i’m tired ”
“ that’s bad ”
“ be honest ”
“ be careful ”
“ be nice ”
“ you’re wrong ”
“ go home ”
“ watch it ”
“ fuck me ”
“ kiss me ”
“ we can’t… ”
“ we shouldn’t… ”
“ you’re perfect ”
“ that’s awful ”
Chaos and Order - Two different sides of evil
Sooo, since my Melkor rp-blog (morg0th) reached 300+ followers and my Hux rp-blog (hux-general) reached 250+ followers, I guess it is time for a huuuuge thank you! Thank you all for following me, writing with me (Ic or ooc), or simply enjoying what I do here. Honestly, I’m surrounded by extremely talented and creative people with insanely great writing skills and I’m glad to be a part of this community, because you’re the best and the reason why I’m having such a great time here.
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‘’I’ll show them the dark side.’’
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Prisoner of the Dark Side
Hux suppressed the sudden urge to laugh. His name. It was always the first personal question one would ask if given the chance, because like his father had always taught him: Names possess power. “Of course I have a name and contrary to common belief it isn’t General, yet I don’t see why you need this piece of information in order to learn more about our organization.”
Names possess power and Hux wasn’t willing to give even the slightest bit of power away.
Rey gritted her teeth, disappointed by the rebuttal. “I like to know the names of the people I’m working with. It’s a part of making friends, of course it seems like you don’t have any so I can understand your confusion.”
She lifted her chin, challenging him with her eyes. Rey wasn’t one to pick fights often, but she also wasn’t about to give up.
Making friends. Hux tried his best not to roll his eyes.
"and I like to stay on a distant and professional level, that doesn't require the use of forenames or the exchange of any other personal information." She wanted to challenge him? Fine, but she would have to work on her strategy first. "but I'm surprised to see that there's actually something you and Ren have in common."
”Look at me. Can you tell me how many fingers I’m holding up?” (hux-general)
Kylo groaned from where he lay on the ground, trying to focus on the fingers in front of his face. “Um… six? Yes. I count six.”
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Ren nodded as best he could in response to the General’s words. Of course Snoke had called on Hux to retrieve him. His brows creased into a frown and he couldn’t help but let out a displeased groan at the thought. He felt horrible, and the fact he had, in fact, felt weakened by killing his father only seemed to increase his fears about why Snoke wanted him to be found. Perhaps he’d be killed in person. The light in him was stronger and he hated it.
“Thank you for confirming that, Hux,” he replied quietly. He kept his eyes locked with Hux’s, hoping his fear was well hidden despite his weakened state. “You were worried you wouldn’t find me? Now, now General, one would think you were sentimental over me. Honestly though, it takes a bit more than nearly bleeding out in the cold to take me out. I don’t think, once I’m with Snoke, I’ll be seeing another day past the first. I failed him far worse than you think…”
He let out a short sigh, eyes closing. The Knight was exhausted and letting his fears get the better of him at this point wasn’t going to help anything. He let one eye open just a bit when he could feel the other man’s eyes on him. The corner of his lip turned up in a faint smirk. “Do I really look that awful that you must stare, General?”
“Awful wouldn’t be my word of choice, Ren.”, he replied with a faint smile on his lips, not even thinking about turning his gaze away as he stared deep into the Knight’s eyes again, “and neither would I say sentimental. I’m well aware that it takes much more than bleeding out in the snow to kill you, but without my help you would have died in that giant explosion and I-“
He suddenly stopped speaking mid-sentence and fell silent for a while as a cold shiver ran down his spine. It felt like the weak echo of an emotion that wasn’t his own and though Kylo did his best to hide it in his weakened state, Hux knew that he was the source of it, that he was scared.
Without thinking properly about his next move, the General took the Knight’s hand in his. He was unsure wether the gesture was supposed to ease Kylo or himself or both, yet he quickly decided that he didn’t care. “You’re not the only one who had failed our Supreme Leader today.”, he said after a while, “I take full responsibility for the destruction of Starkiller base and the loss of countless lives that died with the planet. I’m to blame for this defeat.” He lowered his head slightly and as he remembered his last talk with the Supreme Leader, his eyes were cast to the ground. What would happen once they arrive at Snoke’s citadel? He didn’t know, couldn’t even guess, but somehow Hux felt like if he was walking towards his own funeral.
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Hux tried to ignore the knight’s snippy remark, while he stared into his dark eyes with a piercing glance as if he wanted to scrutinize his soul. “I don’t see why I should answer a question, you seem to outright avoid yourself, Ren.”, he replied after a moment, rising one of his eyebrows as he added, “That’s not how a conversation works.“ Still he couldn’t keep his thoughts from wandering to his oddly disturbing dream again, to the dozens and dozens of faceless silhouettes that were staring at him regardless, taunting him with their silence, cursing and accusing him without any eyes. The General took a deep breath. “Usually I don’t dream at all.”
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REN regretted it, but he attempted to pierce into the veil of HUX’s personal thoughts. He knew that privacy was important to people, and that their mind was supposed to be a sanctuary, but KYLO couldn’t help himself. When the thought of the dream came up, the KNIGHT immediately withdrew from the GENERAL’s mind. The visions presented made even him uncomfortable, and he regretted prying.
“I was dreaming about my training,” he said, and it was true. His unconscious thoughts had led him to remember the training he had undergone, however, this time with a twist. It conjured horrible tasks that he would face in the future, though he had no way of knowing if they were truly to come or not.
For a moment Hux seemed to be lost in thoughts, lost in the giant darkness of the disturbing dream that woke him up, until the knight’s voice cleared his mind again. “Your training?” The General sounded surprised, but not exactly about what Kylo had said, more about the fact that he had told him anything at all. That was unexpected and Hux felt like it meant something, though he couldn't imagine what.
"In my dream I walked through an endless hall full of people without faces. I didn't know them, not a single one of them, yet I felt like they all would know me.", he absentmindedly touched his wrists as he spoke, a terrible habit, "There was no sound, but instead of soothing me, the silence made me anxious."
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Upset RP Starters
"Don't even touch me."
"I can't believe you!"
"If you don't shut up, I swear I'm going to punch you."
"Argh! Could you be any more annoying!?"
"What's my problem? What's YOUR problem?"
"Why would you do that!?"
"That was humiliating! How could you do that to me?"
"GET. OUT."
"No! I'm not talking to you!"
"That was not helping! You KNEW that was not helping!"
"Seriously, leave me alone!"
"Did I say you could touch that? NO. But you just had to touch it anyway!"
"Oh, that is so like you!"
"TRAITOR!"
"You know what you are? You're a monster!"
"I can't believe I ever trusted you!"
"Why? Just, why?"
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Prisoner of the Dark Side
“I’ll gladly provide you with all the information you need to know and I allow myself to tell you. ”, Hux’s tone wasn’t sharp as he replied, yet it wasn’t inviting either and while his gloved fingers still rested at the sharp border of the console, drawing little circles on the dark material, he stared directly into Rey’s eyes.
For a moment he tried to read her expression, tried to read her thoughts, while his own were hidden behind a veil of indifference, before he added: “but first you’ll have to ask more specific questions.”
“Of course, specifics. Do you have a name? Other than Hux, of course.” She decided to start easy, if he revealed his name then she might be able to press him for more information. But if not then she would keep questions official and basic, no need to arouse suspicion.
Hux suppressed the sudden urge to laugh. His name. It was always the first personal question one would ask if given the chance, because like his father had always taught him: Names possess power. “Of course I have a name and contrary to common belief it isn’t General, yet I don’t see why you need this piece of information in order to learn more about our organization.”
Names possess power and Hux wasn't willing to give even the slightest bit of power away.
As the knight turned his face away from him, the general couldn’t help but roll his eyes, while he crossed his arms before his chest and sighed - this time definitely more annoyed then exhausted. Though Hux didn’t possess the ability to read other people’s minds, like Ren did, he was very skilled in reading faces, but speaking to a mask, no matter if it was an actual or a metaphorical one, always caused him to feel slightly uncomfortable and although Ren’s mask was gone, he did his very best to hide behind another. “There are greater things to mourn for than that helmet, Ren.”, he took a step forward as he replied, slowly closing the distance between himself and Kylo before he continued to speak, “However, I haven’t left my room in the middle of the night just to argue about losses with you.“ He tilted his head to the side. “I’m well aware about the fact that you don’t have a healthy sleep schedule, but usually you’re not that noisy.. So what was going on in that head of yours? Care to enlighten me?”
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“I wasn’t AWAKE when I was making the noise, you imbecile,” he growled lowly. KYLO wasn’t lying, either. He’d been unrestfully sleeping. His sleep interrupted by flashed memories of children screaming and begging BEN SOLO to spare them, these thoughts were interspersed with the last words of HAN SOLO and the sound of a WOOKIE howling in pain.
He swallowed thickly. A long sigh escaped his chest in a heave. “Nothing of grave importance was going on in my mind, GENERAL..” after a moment’s hesitation, REN decided to try his luck at something. “What did you dream about?”
Hux tried to ignore the knight’s snippy remark, while he stared into his dark eyes with a piercing glance as if he wanted to scrutinize his soul. “I don’t see why I should answer a question, you seem to outright avoid yourself, Ren.”, he replied after a moment, rising one of his eyebrows as he added, “That’s not how a conversation works.“ Still he couldn't keep his thoughts from wandering to his oddly disturbing dream again, to the dozens and dozens of faceless silhouettes that were staring at him regardless, taunting him with their silence, cursing and accusing him without any eyes. The General took a deep breath. "Usually I don't dream at all."
Somewhat based on the actors’ actual physique
Prisoner of the Dark Side
Without a second glance, Hux knew that she was hiding something from him, something she didn’t dare to say aloud and his intuition was rarely wrong, yet he decided not to ask any further. “You’re forgiven.”, the General stated simply, while he slowly walked away from the window, from the empty darkness of space and towards one of the wildly blinking consoles to check what was going on. With a stoic expression, he pressed a few buttons, before he faced Rey again. “Is there anything else you want to know?“
Rey nodded, glad that he glossed over the previous issue. “Yes sir. I would like to know more about you, about the chain of command. And the stormtrooper program.” If she was going to be a part of this organization then she wanted to know it as well as she knew the old imperial scrapped ships.
“If I’m going to be a part of this…organization then I would like to learn what I can.” And if she played her cards right, she might be able to get information back to the resistance.
“I’ll gladly provide you with all the information you need to know and I allow myself to tell you. ”, Hux's tone wasn't sharp as he replied, yet it wasn't inviting either and while his gloved fingers still rested at the sharp border of the console, drawing little circles on the dark material, he stared directly into Rey's eyes.
For a moment he tried to read her expression, tried to read her thoughts, while his own were hidden behind a veil of indifference, before he added: "but first you'll have to ask more specific questions."
