Exacerbate

The thoughts and ramblings of the Purest Pureblood in the Galaxy. Run. Run for your lives.

[inboxideas]

If my character was an illness, what symptoms would they cause?

submitted by flaxen—emperatriz.

[hawlooh]

:D

[tholgeth]

Soundwave

Initiate the soundless candence.

Once, there was an agent. His name no longer resonates. Everything he was ceased to be when he joined the Sith's power base. The games he played, everything that ever was about him. Gone, like an extinguished flame.

It rose in his place. Gleaming metal and cybernetics took the place of red flesh and white bone. Software replaced a fleshy brain. A mechanical thing of terror and soundless terror. Even We cannot glimpse it's thoughts. And We exist out of time; out of space. History happens all at once.

It has no voice. It is content to steal the voices of others. Sowing discord and tragedy amongst those it infiltrates. It will not stop; it cannot stop. What the Sith created cannot be held; only bound for a small amount of time.

It only has one master now: logic. But who holds the leash of logic? For now, it is the Sith it serves.

[salorast]

[The box arrives unmarked. Unlabeled. Within is a Holocron. There are no obvious traps. The Gatekeeper within is a silhouette - its face flicks through a number of masks. Its voice is a medley of whispers. A holocron of Lord Xi'ven. Its price is patience. Its reward: tactics. Warfare. The ilk the Pureblood has likely been studying for the past number of years - but some things unwritten. Impressions from battles of the Great War. The glory of the Sith. And more - a measure of what he lost.]

Tholgeth unboxes the holocron, eyeing it. Then after initial activation, his eyes widened. He Understood. “Leave us.” Two words. Soundwave along with two other attendants inclined their heads and left the chamber.

There was much to do.

[tholgeth]

Off in a distant sector of Corellia, there was a jingling.

But it was not a pleasant jingling. It was accompanied by the roar of engines along with an ungodly scream that chilled the bones of any who heard it.

Unfortunately, some Republic soldiers did hear it.

From the seat of the jingling speeder, something leapt out. In some senses, it almost looked like a Sith, but the armor was all too wrong. It was far too casual and possibly cheery. In fact, the scariest thing about it was the helmet that looked far too much like a cybernetic skull.

The soldiers in question tried to fire at it, but with several swings of it’s lightsaber, the creature deflected the blaster bolts. It seemed to enjoy toying with it’s opponents before going back to the speeder and pulling something out from the back. With a shriek, a small cylindrical package was thrown out with three words written on it.

Merry Life-Day.

The canister cracked itself open and out came seven Widows. There was no more room for doubt; this thing was Darth Voidscream. But they didn’t have much time for thinking as the Widows found their way in through the open segments of the Republic soldier’s armor.

Beneath his mask, Tholgeth smiled. Then, once confirming the dead, he hopped on his new ‘sleigh’ to deliver more holiday horrors wherever they were needed.

[salorast]

Darth Voidscream will never know how close he came to receiving a holodrama about aliens living in the Nar Shaddaa refugee camps and slums. Darth Makhaira did eventually let her common sense rather than pettiness rule her gift decision, and instead sent hardcover copies of compilations of the latest discussions on training large, predatory cats, and newly discovered and studied arachnid species. The accompanying card is signed with Darth Makhaira's name in her loopy handwriting.

"Oh, this is good.” The Pureblood Darth rumbled as he ran a hand across the cover of the copies, “Soundwave! See if we can’t send this lovely individual an invitation to the Life Day party!” Tholgeth howled across the hallway, where the poor droid in question immediately went to work sending out an invitation to this Darth Makhaira.

[rpmissionboard]

Put a word in my ask and I will write a Headcanon about it for my Muse.

Nightmares

Humanity

Guardian

Torture

Insanity

Slaughter

Order

Morality

Loyalty

Promise

Betrayal

Epiphany

Apathy

Memories

Loss

Lies

Death

Love

Plans

Pawns

Revenge

Monster

Time

Waiting

Laugh

Trend

Alliance

Natural

Pretense

Urge

Impression

Critic

Accent

Stranger

Judgement

Delirious

Instinct

Damage

Illusion

End

[depizan]

For any of my SW:TOR characters.

[tholgeth]

Dear Darth Voidscream. I broke Little Soundwave and he won't say his catchphrases any longer. I wouldn't dream of asking you to fix him, because I should have been ca-areful. What I do want to know is, do you think he'd make a good home for an errant spider? There's one with an egg sac in the garden and I want to keep her forever and ever. I'll name her after you if you like. --Valere

The inside is hollow, so technically speaking it would be a good home. You'd need to remove the electronics first though. Also you don't have to name your spider after me. I am curious as to what kind of spider it is though. Because if it's the one I'm thinking of, you may want to lock it in a cage for good measure.

[tholgeth]

Darth Metalnuts Day

It was not enough that Darth Voidscream had a very well known dislike of the 'impure', mostly in regards to aliens, humans. Anything that was not Pureblood.

It was not enough that he had several genocide factories on several planets, committing murder a daily basis. 

It was not enough that he (often times knowingly) stole agents from other Sith's power bases.

No, the Galaxy needed to know that Darth Voidscream was having his own holiday. He had already scheduled several interviews with the Imperial News Network, even one on Nar Shaddaa with the Hutts. What had initially began as a joke by Exvind quickly was taking off full force. And while Tholgeth was angry at first, he noted the popularity it was having on the citizenry of the Galaxy. So, why not take advantage of the free public relations while they were still here?

"And so, citizens. The true meaning of Darth Metalnuts Day is not to vilify me, oh no not at all. For one day, Darth Metalnuts Day is meant to show that even I of all people, am capable of having fun. And with that, I bid you a very pleasant night, and above all? A very happy Darth Metalnuts Day." With that said, the interview was over on Dromund Kaas, and soon Tholgeth was back on his way to the Nemesis, to wait and see the results of his impending speech.

[funk-yeah]

No excuses November.

Widow designs!

[calleo]

HORRIBLE TECH SPIDERS!

[tholgeth]

Ah, yes. My Widows were an early design, but an efficient one. Genetic modification allows them to adapt to any type of environment. Said adaptation can either be natural, or forced using Sith alchemy.

[rhomellegacy]

Terallo stares back at the metal mask and hisses out a few words. “What do you want?” He keeps his hands around Tholgeth’s arm, but is not yet trying to pry him away. Tholgeth’s claws dig into the man’s neck. “Your obedience.” He looks to the smaller pureblood. “You belong to him now.” Biev asks, “Is he housebroken? Vaccinated?” Caspira makes a terrible sort of rasping laughter from where she’s curled in on herself. “Sh-hould’ve…run.”

[salorast]

DARTH METALNUTS DAY

Friends

The true spirit of Darth Metalnuts Day is pretending to be someone you’re not. SO GO OUT AND PLAY PRETEND

BECAUSE YOU DESERVE IT.

[tholgeth]

Is it true your nuts are made out of metal?

Tholgeth just stares at his datapad, frowning before typing out a response, "No, they are not. Who even asks these questions anyway?!"

Then he hits the button on his Darth Metalnuts Helmet where it spouts out, "I shall rise again!" and "The Purebloods will reign supreme!" amongst other choice bits of racism.

[synchros]

In which Vavka gets into the spirit of Darth Metalnuts Day! And the things I do to keep myself entertained at work.

[tholgeth]

youR AgEnT done GOOOFED YEs yes BUT WE HAVE NEW peTS noW yES! yesverygood KevinstillshouldnothavegoneintothebasementohwellSEQUELS SO Much SQuEAkinG. BEE TEE DUBS metalNUtS. I DID YOU A THANG YES good yes. verygoodyes yes ==It is shown then an order was placed en masse for goofy silly replicas of Voidscream's Mask was ordered and then distributed to both many Imperial, Republic, and Hutt citizens.== HAPPY METAL NUTS DAY!!!!!!!!!! BEST NEW GALACTIC HOLIDAY EVEAR!

For a moment, Tholgeth just stares at his datapad. He sets it down and sits in his chair, just rubbing his eyes. He doesn't even say anything; he's just waiting for the inevitable horror that is people running around with his iconic helmet. Even if it is deformed and horrible.

[tholgeth]

How Darth Voidscream Stole Lifeday (part 1)

Every Imp down in Kaasville

Liked Lifeday a lot

But Voidscream

Who lived just north of Kaasville

Did not!

Tholgeth hated Lifeday! The whole Lifeday season!

Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.

It could be his helmet wasn’t screwed on quite right.

It could be, perhaps, his armor was too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason of all

May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.

[tholgeth]

I had a question for you, Darth Voidscream. However do you answer a call of nature with all that armor? Is there some sort of built in waste disposal mechanism or is it a tedious process to unsuit? --Darth Valere

Valere, as 'friendly' as we are, I do not ever plan on answering that question. Ever. What I will tell you is you can climb into a similar suit and figure it out for yourself.

[tholgeth]

YAy YouCopiEdD THESamEt ThEmE I use! I KNEW youLovEd mE you LItTle scamp! HAvE SmilES From ME

Exvind, you /vermin/. You sent your cronies to my plaza on Dromund Kaas. Such a thing will be rectified, and I /will/ make you pay.