Of Pain, He Has Learned Much

RP blog for Darth Sion from Star Wars Affiliated with Citta Alveare. Rank: Citizen

[ilektrikos]

unitedbyhatred

[ilektrikos]

    — [ϟ] — ❝Uh…no offense, man, but…are you okay…?❞

The guy looks sort of crackly all over, as if he’s made of clay that was left in the sun too long. Thalia knows it’s probably rude to ask, but… ❝You look kinda…❞

[unitedbyhatred]

   "...Dead?"

Sion was used to it at this point -- back in the Galaxy, there were few who would call him out on his appearance simply due to the fear of his presence drowning out all else...but people in this city were less wary.

That was fine. It was good to spread the doctrine.

   "The Dark Side rewards those who devote themselves, girl. Perhaps I am dead...but I certainly cannot die. I feel the pain of every scar, but that keeps me alive. As Darth Sion, the Lord of Pain...this is my calling."

[hellishwrath]

Inner Demons

This wave of energy. It was different, yet similar. The Sins that weighed heavily on humanity, that was what it was similar to. As well, a feeling similar to the Hellish Yard came forth. Blinding, powerful, dark.

And with it, came the voice. It always existed, a persistent whisper

Kill. Fight. Destroy.

But this presence. The demon within her stirred more than ever. She was stronger than it. Normally she was so much stronger, and could hold down its call. She did not worry. But now, it was screaming. IT was loud. It was consuming.

The Demon of Wrath stirred within her.

Exact your revenge against this world. give to it what it has given to you, on a larger scale. Destroy it all!

Nemesis held her head. She fought against the voice screaming inside of her.

"I shall not submit to you! You are mine to control! I shall not do as you please!”

”But my dear, you have always been mine.”

…. That voice… was her own.

"Come my dear. Let us spread wrath to all who turn their heads to suffering. Let us destroy all humans, just as you had wished. You are the cold hearted conqueror after all. Nemesis Sudou. The dark. The cruel. The slayer of the world."

No…. she would admit many things about herself. She would admit she had killed many. She was cruel, it was true. She did what she had to. But nothing more.

"No.. you will stop… you seek true of some. But I will not submit to you! I am cruel, I am cold, I am a conqueror! But I am not evil!”

[unitedbyhatred]

The Dark Side flowed through the world, and the Sith was empowered.

This was the first time since coming to the Hive that Darth Sion had felt this way. His entire body hummed with energy, and he felt like he could do anything. Every step came down on the earth with the power of doom, the air crackled with painful energy. And the scars, all of the scars, they hurt! They hurt more than every, a terrible pain, the pain of his entire body being severed limb from limb -- the pain kept him alive, sustained him, made him strong.

And so, with his body and spirit filled to the brim, Sion went, allowing the Force to lead him. Sources, sources, everywhere, sources of the Dark Side; ah, but there was one stronger than most. And to that one, he flowed, his broken body rushing through the streets and emerging from the shadows -- just in time to view the struggle.

Two great sources of power, fighting, fighting -- one a parasite, the other a host. And the host was losing.

"........Pathetic."

The dead voice ground through the air as Sion stepped forward, reaching out his hand. The air seemed to shudder as a sudden force of negativity pulsed through the air -- from him, to her.

"...I can feel the dark energies flowing within you...I can feel the strength...I can feel the power. So don't allow yourself to lose now, conqueror. Come...let your hatred flow, let it empower you! Beat back the weak garbage which seeks to consume, become yourself!"

"'Through the Force, my chains are broken! The Dark Side shall free me!'"

[unitedbyhatred]

All The Colors That You See || CA Closed

[interiusincendium]

"—!" She’s more startled by the voice that takes her out of her thoughts than his appearance, having used to the many beings that live in the city. Even after years upon years of practicing and devoting herself to mastering art, she had her moments where she was doubtful of herself and her abilities. Eventually, she finds herself relaxing, though a slight blush dusts her cheeks. It’s not often a stranger compliments her art. “Thank you… I appreciate your words. It’s a piece I had been working on for a few months now. Are you an artist yourself, or merely one that appreciates it?”

[unitedbyhatred]

   "I am neither." The cold response holds no doubt, not even a fraction of it. Darth Sion, art...the two could never mix, of course they couldn't. He was a footsoldier -- a Sith Marauder couldn't appreciate such frivolities when he had devoted himself to his cause, his faith, his very existence. And yet, even so, he found himself admiring for a moment the heart of someone who could stand in one place and paint for months at a time...

Crossing his arms, the man who seemed more scar than skin glanced once again at the woman. What a frail thing -- you should not get so excited over a single compliment. And yet, there was something even about that which he understood. Acknowledgement. The idea that you've done a good job. Everyone sought it...everyone.

   "...I simply saw something someone poured their heart into. It's easy to identify when all you have is your ideals. Tell me, artist, what is your name?"

[unitedbyhatred]

Terrible Pick-Up Lines Meme

"Do you know what would look good on you? Me."

"Excuse me, I am about to go home to masturbate and needed a name to go with the face."

"Fuck me if I am wrong, but you want to screw me, don't you?"

"Hey, want to play house? I could be the door, and you could slam me all night long."

"How do you like your eggs: poached, scrambled, or fertilized?"

"I do floors, doors, windows, and you."

"I wish you were a screen door, so I can slam you all day long."

"If I flip a coin, what are the chances of me getting head?"

"Is that crotch sweat, or are you just happy to see me?"

"If I was a skateboard and you were a ramp, I would grind you all night."

"If your left leg was Thanksgiving and your right leg Christmas, can I visit you between the Holidays?"

"I’m tired. You’re tired. Let’s sleep together!"

"Let's bypass all the bullshit and just get naked."

"Let's have a party and invite your pants to come on down."

"Life is like a dick. When it gets hard, 'Fuck it'."

"My face is leaving in fifteen minutes. Be on it."

"Remember my name. you'll be screaming it later."

"Roses are red, violets are blue. I like spaghetti, let's go screw."

"That dress looks very becoming on you. Of course, if I were on you, I'd be coming, too."

"Wanna play some football? We can both be skins."

"What are you doing tonight? Besides me?"

"Would you like to try an Australian kiss? It's just like a French kiss, but down under."

"You are what you eat, and tonight I want to be you."

"You must be a cold shower, because I'd love to be inside of you."

"You remind me of my pink toe; you're small, you're cute, and I'm probably going to bang you on my coffee table later tonight."

"You wanna go skinny dipping in my water bed?"

[rpmememaker]

Send a ❦ if you'd consider shipping our muses.

bonus if you add a type of ship you’d like them to be or a thread idea for our muses.

[unitedbyhatred]

Beauty and the Beast || CA Event RP

[bulletsnroses]

"… Huh?" Was her dumbfounded response. For once, approaching or being approached by a Mr. Tall, Dark and Mysterious wasn’t on her agenda. Especially when the man in question was so much… mysterious than what she was used to. But she smiled shyly him, undeterred by his appearance or the gravel in his voice but made bashful by his remarkably kind words.

"You’re talking—- well… Y-You’re asking me, right? Me? Since I… don’t… seeanyoneelsearound— eh heh…” Elphelt scratched the back of her head, quit unsure of admitting that this powerful, graceful -ahem- paragon of femininity didn’t really have anything too amazing planned for her day.  "I’m just… walking around, really. Thought maybe I’d chow down on some cakes or try on some new wedding dresses! N.. N-Nothing too exciting, honestly." It was kind of embarrassing to say out loud, actually, now that she thought about it. Saying that she was on a mission to help poor citizens or put out some sort of fire would have been a lot cooler! Shucks. "… Would you like to join me?"

[unitedbyhatred]

   "You are correct, there are no others here. Certainly, it is only you I could be speaking do." Raising his head from the bow, the Sith lord slowly drew himself up to his full height -- a daunting 6'6", by no means something to joke about -- and looked down at the woman...no, the girl in front of him. For she was young...young, and delightfully clean, delightfully beautiful...there was a strange serenity coming from her that Sion could almost taste in the air. He couldn't get enough, he wanted, no, needed to be at her side now.

And now it seemed that he would get such a chance. Things were working in his favor. Though his face did not quite change expression, Sion slightly tilted his head, then nodded. "My name is Darth Sion, milady. You may call me whatever you wish, however...I am at your service on this beautiful day. I am sure that whatever someone such as yourself will do will be both interesting and worthwhile...it would be my honor to accompany you."

Without too much of a flourish, the towering, broken man stepped forward and reached forward his hand, offering his arm to the young woman to hook hers around. Indeed, this was the best way...they would walk, and they would be close, and Sion would be able to bask in her greatness. She reminded him of that woman, he realized. So pure, so white, so pristine...

   "...Still, it displeases me to see someone like yourself on her own. It is the foolish and the inopportune opportuniy who would leave you alone when there is such a clear sky. Were it up to me, I would have you honored every moment of your life...it may not be my place, as a stranger, but I can feel it in my bones." When he said it with such deliberation, such a serious look in his eye...how could it be a lie?

[vileplumeperfume-deactivated202]

I'm gonna start a new game. Reblog with the first Urban Dictionary entry of your muse's name.

[unitedbyhatred]

Sion

Purely The Definition of AWESOME, BRILLIANT, AMAZING and SEXY

Oh he's so sion

[unitedbyhatred]

❝ What’s the matter, my dear, don’t like your toys? ❞

   "....Why do you feel it is necessary to entertain me so?"

Without even a bit of humor, Sion strode through the small room, lightly touching the fixtures on the walls, taking a moment to look at the small objects on the table. Primitive...some of them even had a collection of buttons which needed to be pressed manually. Controls for a large screen positioned against the nearby wall, something akin to a drink maker...and yet, the Sith lord simply gazed pitilessly at them, without so much as a word of gratitude.

These were the quarters he had been offered while he was to be on standby, and it seemed to include many things that the average citizen of this city would see as a commodity, or even a gift. The towering man, however, wished for none of it. Turning around, he strode out of the room, not bothering to look at his 'employer' while he did so. 

Only when he was out in the hall once again did he stop and speak again.

   "....I do not need it. Do not bother trying to entice me with simple pleasantries -- I wish for a quiet, empty space. Forget the tables and the viewscreens. My job here is to work, to spread your ideals and my own. For that, I need no mindless cajolery. A small room with a rug will be plenty...or rather, it is what I will request."

And just like that, without a word, he was off once again, striding down the hall, purpose hidden in every step.

[unitedbyhatred]

❝ You have no power over me. ❞

   "We shall see about that, gibbering fool."

Despite everything the caster had thrown at him, still Sion stood, his eyes burning with righteous wrath. With undeterred steps, he walked forward, even as his body got torn to shreds by the monsters around him, constantly rebuilding itself, not allowing him to die, not allowing him to even falter--

   "...We shall see about that. We shall see about it...when I have torn your head from your shoulders and fed it to the pathetic beasts you call your servants! Prepare yourself, faithless one -- I do not pity those who have strayed from their path!"

[unitedbyhatred]

1. Describe the character’s height and build. Are they heavyset, thin, short, rangy? // 16. What does this character’s voice sound like? High-pitched, deep, hoarse? // 59. How do they regard beliefs that differ from theirs? Are they tolerant, intolerant, curious, indifferent?

1. Describe the character’s height and build. Are they heavyset, thin, short, rangy?

Darth Sion is extraordinarily well-built, and he's not afraid to show it, considering he never wears anything over his bare torso. His body ripples with musculature, and he towers over almost everyone he speaks to with a daunting 6'6" height. All in all, and when added to the fact that he looks like he's literally been torn apart and put back together, Sion is as physically intimidating as the words which leave his mouth -- that is to say, extremely.

16. What does this character’s voice sound like? High-pitched, deep, hoarse?

Darth Sion speaks in the voice of a dead man -- his vocal chords have suffered extreme injuries as well, and since his wounds do not heal, he sounds gravelly and sick, but still maintains a strong voice due to his will. The pitch of his voice is relatively deep, and he speaks in the equivalent of a Scottish accent from Earth, giving his tone an edge.

59. How do they regard beliefs that differ from theirs? Are they tolerant, intolerant, curious, indifferent?

Sion is only intolerant of beliefs which support weakness and a disregard for pursuing one's goals -- he cannot stand the idea of sitting around and waiting, or not having a purpose to pursue. So long as one's belief is strong and well-grounded, however, he will offer his respect and, very likely, his indifference. Beyond the basic grounds of different beliefs, he cares little.

[lafemme-rouge-blog]

ＬＡＢＹＲＩＮＴＨ → the sentence meme

Below you will find quotes taken directly or paraphrased from the movie 'Labyrinth'. You know, the one starring David Bowie's bulge. Send in one of the following to see how my muse reacts:

❝ I ask for so little. ❞

❝ Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want. ❞

❝ Just fear me, love me - do as I say and I will be your slave.❞

❝ You remind me of the babe. ❞

❝ That’s not fair! ❞

❝ Give me the child. ❞

❝ You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is? ❞

❝ I have been generous up ‘til now; I can be cruel. ❞

❝ You cowered before me, I was frightening. ❞

❝ I have reordered time; I have turned this world upside down, and I have done it all for you! ❞

❝ I am exhausted from living up to your expectations. ❞

❝ Isn’t that generous? ❞

❝ Your mother is a fraggin’ aardvark! ❞

❝ Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you. ❞

❝ I move the stars for no one. ❞

❝ Your eyes can be so cruel. ❞

❝ If she ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a prince. ❞

❝ If he ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a princess. ❞

❝ You’re him, aren’t you? ❞

❝ You’re her, aren’t you? ❞

❝ My will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom as great. ❞

❝ You have no power over me. ❞

❝ How you turn my world, you precious thing. ❞

❝ Well then, come on, which way? ❞

❝ Which way do you want to go, hm? ❞

❝ Was that wrong? ❞

❝ I’ve brought you a gift. ❞

❝ But if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams. ❞

❝ In nine hours and twenty-three minutes…you’ll be mine. ❞

❝ Where you goin’ with a head like that? ❞

❝ No, I said ‘allo’, but that’s close enough. ❞

❝ It’s only forever, not long at all. ❞

❝ All right then, throw down your weapons, and I’ll see that you’re well-treated. ❞

❝ Don’t tell me truth hurts, because it hurts like hell. ❞

❝ No one can blame you for walking away. ❞

❝ I don’t know why, but every now and again in my life - for no reason at all - I need you. ❞

❝ The way forward is sometimes the way back. ❞

❝ It’s very rude to stare! ❞

❝ What did you have to go and do a thing like that for? ❞

❝ What’d you expect fairies to do? ❞

❝ What’s the matter, my dear, don’t like your toys? ❞

❝ There’s such a sad love, deep in your eyes. ❞

❝ I’ll place the sky within your eyes. ❞

❝ What kind of magic spell to use? ❞

❝ I’ll paint you mornings of gold. ❞

❝ I’ll spin you Valentine evenings. ❞

❝ I’ll be there for you as the world falls down. ❞

❝ We’re choosing the path between the stars. ❞

❝ I’ll leave my love between the stars. ❞

❝ How you turned my world, you precious thing. ❞

❝ You starve and near exhaust me. ❞

❝ I do believe in you. ❞

❝ I live without the sunlight. ❞

❝ I love without your heartbeat. ❞

❝ I can’t live within you. ❞

[florencehelps-blog]

Character Survey of Doom

Body and Appearance

1. Describe the character’s height and build. Are they heavyset, thin, short, rangy?  2. How old are they?  3. Describe their posture. Do they carry themselves well or do they slouch? 4. How is their health? Are they fit or out of shape? Any illnesses or conditions? Any physical disabilities?  5. How do they move? Are they clumsy, graceful, tense, fluid?  6. How attractive is this character physically? How do they perceive themselves in the mirror?  7. Describe their complexion. Dark, light, clear, scarred?  8. Describe their hair: color, texture, style.  9. What color are their eyes?  10. Does the character have any other noteworthy features?  11. What are their chief tension centers?  12. What is the character’s wardrobe like? Casual, dressy, utilitarian? Bright colors, pastels, neutrals? Is it varied, or do they have six of the same suit?  13. Do their clothes fit well? Do they seem comfortable in them?  14. Do they dress the same on the job as they do in their free time? If not, what are the differences?  15. You knew it was coming: Boxers, briefs or commando? 

Speech

16. What does this character’s voice sound like? High-pitched, deep, hoarse?  17. How doe they normally speak? Loud, soft, fast, evenly? Do they talk easily, or do they hesitate?  18. Does the character have a distinct accent or dialect? Any individual quirks of pronunciation? Any, like, you know, verbal tics?  19. What language/s do they speak, and with how much fluency?  20. Do they switch languages or dialects in certain situations?  21. Are they a good impromptu speaker, or do they have to think about their words?  22. Are they eloquent or inarticulate? Under what circumstances might this change? 

Mental and Emotional

23. How intelligent is this character? Are they book-smart or street-smart?  24. Do they think on their feet, or do they need time to deliberate?  25. Describe the character’s thought process. Are they more logical, or more intuitive? Idealistic or practical?  26. What kind of education has the character had?  27. What are their areas of expertise? What, if anything, are they interested in learning more about?  28. Are they an introvert or an extrovert?  29. Describe the character’s temperament. Are they even-tempered or do they have mood swings? Cheerful or melancholy? Laid-back or driven?  30. How do they respond to new people or situations? Are they suspicious, relaxed, timid, enthusiastic?  31. Are they more likely to act, or to react?  32. Which is their default: fight or flight?  33. Describe the character’s sense of humor. Do they appreciate jokes? Puns? Gallows humor? Bathroom humor? Pranks?  34. Does the character have any diagnosable mental disorders? If yes, how do they deal with them?  35. What moments in this character’s life have defined them as a person?  36. What do they fear?  37. What are their hopes or aspirations?  38. What is something they don’t want anyone to find out about them? 

Relationships

39. Describe this character’s relationship with their parents.  40. Does the character have any siblings? What is/was their relationship like?  41. Are there other blood relatives to whom they are close? Are there ones they can’t stand?  42. Are there other, unrelated people whom they considers part of their family? What are their relationships with them?  43. Who is/was the character’s best friend? How did they meet?  44. Do they have other close friends?  45. Do they make friends easily, or do they have trouble getting along with people?  46. Which do they consider more important: family or friends?  47. Is the character single, married, divorced, widowed? Have they been married more than once?  48. Are they currently in a romantic relationship with someone other than a spouse?  49. Who was their first crush? Who is their latest?  50. What do they look for in a romantic partner?  51. Does the character have children? Grandchildren? If yes, how do they relate to them? If no, do they want any? 52. Do they have any rivals or enemies?  53. What is the character’s sexual orientation? Where do they fall on the Kinsey scale? 54. How do they feel about sex? How important is it to them?  55. What are their turn-ons? Turn-offs? Weird bedroom habits? 

Beliefs

56. Do you know your character’s astrological (zodiac of choice) sign? How well do their fit type? 57. Is this character religious, spiritual, both, or neither? How important are these elements in their life? 58. Does this character have a personal code of morals or ethics? If so, how did that begin? What would it take to compromise it?  59. How do they regard beliefs that differ from theirs? Are they tolerant, intolerant, curious, indifferent?  60. What prejudices do they hold? Are they irrational or do they have a good reason for them? 

Daily Life

61. What is the character’s financial situation? Are they rich, poor, comfortable, in debt?  62. What is their social status? Has this changed over time, and if so, how has the change affected them?  63. Where do they live? House, apartment, trailer? Are their home their castle or just a place to crash? What condition is it in? Do they share it with others? 64. Besides the basic necessities, what do they spend their money on?  65. What do they do for a living? Are they good at it? Do they enjoy it, or would they rather be doing something else?  66. What are their interests or hobbies? How do they spend their free time?  67. What are their eating habits? Do they skip meals, eat out, drink alcohol, avoid certain foods? 

[unitedbyhatred]

♠

♠ :Character my muse would have a one night stand with.

Nobody. Sion is extremely loyal -- to himself, to the people he works with, and especially to the people he bonds with. They are rare, extremely rare, but if he finds someone he adores and wishes to sleep with or care for, he will never settle on a one-night stand. Rather, he will devote all he can to that relationship, his entire being.

Darth Sion is a man of extremes. He doesn't do things halfway.

[unitedbyhatred]

Yo! Sion! What do you tolerate [I would have used like] about Fyo

   "Nothing. He is weak. He is incapable of keeping himself together. He can't even keep a steady goal in mind."

   "Someone as incapable of handling the world as himself deserves to be crushed into dust and forgotten. A worthless insect's death, not even deserving of a grave, or of memory."

[unitedbyhatred]

   "File not found."

[unitedbyhatred]

hey sion, how about that fyo guy, does he have dark side potential

   "Only of the weakest form. He is insecure. He is afraid. He cannot even trust the people closest to him. This fear will manifest itself as the Dark Side...but he will be unable to control it. Rather than using it, he will allow it to consume him, and he will be strangled within its clutches, forever."

   "If he does not learn to properly control his emotions, to realize that he has as much power as those surrounding him...he may find that balance. Otherwise, he is doomed from the start."

[unitedbyhatred]

What do you think about the other muses your roleplayer writes for?

   "He writes for a variety of personalities, all of whom I have had the time to survey. I will relay my feelings for them in turn."

   "The priest. Kirei Kotomine. He is a strange man, difficult to grasp...but he is fixed on his goal. He does not give in. He does not waver. Not even for a moment. He deserves my everlasting respect...for it seems he has even forestalled death to seek his purpose. The sorceress, Ultimecia, is similar, an enigmatic being with a single goal. She, like him, proves to be a respectable figure."

   "Then there are the two weaklings. Wright, the Angel. Trepe, the mercenary. Weak, weak, caught up in their feelings and tiny ideals which matter nothing at all. They deserve to be squashed like insects for their inability to cope with their emotions, to focus their ideas on one task, one purpose! Soon, they will fall...and they will weep for their insignificance."

   "And the final one...the silver-haired man, Sephiroth...him, I respect above all others. He has made all of humanity his enemy, and yet he still has not blinked once. He would destroy every living creature, this very planet, and even himself for the realization of his goals...he and I have a kinship. I will honor his victory when it comes to him."