OOC: This is ust some major character for my new character, Izual Arathorn. I know it sucks but hey, who cares. This is only the first part of god knows how many, but probably two.
IC:
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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> The Sith Lord Izual Arathorn stood before his victim and grinned. A grin that could only be the grin of the most evil man in this galaxy. The Jedi Master, stood before him in a pool of blood, but somehow not quite dead. The Jedi seemed to be in deep concentration. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Must be trying to heal himself, they just don't know when they are finished<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Izual thought, how wrong he was. He raised his curved saber above his head, but suddenly the ground began to shake.
Izual lowered his saber and stepped back. He didn't know why he had just done so. The great Izual never backed away. He didn't seem to be in control of his actions. A gust of wind started, tripping him. The wind rose and formed a circle. It darkened and Izual knew it could only be one thing. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> But how?! That's impossible! It's only a mythical spell! And even if it wasn't it's supposed to be a Sith technique! That bastard JEDI!<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Izual thought.
The wind was no wind at all, it was a portal! He jumped up and ran at the Jedi, running him through. Seeing this did not affect the portal Izual ran. But he couldn't, the portal had caught him! He dug his saber into the ground but it did not help, the portal was too strong, the saber came out and Izual was sucked in.
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Where the hell am I?!<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Izual saw nothing, just blackness, he couldn't feel for he didn't have any arms. All that he seemed to have was a mind. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> That damn Jedi! That spell is going to send me to another dimension! I will find a way back and kill their species off!<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> The George Lucas SW Dimension and the TRF Galaxy<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
Suddenly Izual's mind shut down, he was unconcious. When he awoke he found that the darkness was gone. He he moved his arm. His arm! Izual never knew how much he would appreciate having his arms and legs. He got up, and found it was day, unlike the time in his dimension. It was midnight back there. He found he was alright and decided to look where he was. He looked to the left, wasteland. He looked to the right, wastland. He looked forward, wasteland. He turned around, wasteland. He had a feeling he was in trouble.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
OOC: Part 2 coming soon!
IC:
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Another dimensio<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> The Sith Lord Izual Arathorn stood before his victim and grinned. A grin that could only be the grin of the most evil man in this galaxy. The Jedi Master, stood before him in a pool of blood, but somehow not quite dead. The Jedi seemed to be in deep concentration. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Must be trying to heal himself, they just don't know when they are finished<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Izual thought, how wrong he was. He raised his curved saber above his head, but suddenly the ground began to shake.
Izual lowered his saber and stepped back. He didn't know why he had just done so. The great Izual never backed away. He didn't seem to be in control of his actions. A gust of wind started, tripping him. The wind rose and formed a circle. It darkened and Izual knew it could only be one thing. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> But how?! That's impossible! It's only a mythical spell! And even if it wasn't it's supposed to be a Sith technique! That bastard JEDI!<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Izual thought.
The wind was no wind at all, it was a portal! He jumped up and ran at the Jedi, running him through. Seeing this did not affect the portal Izual ran. But he couldn't, the portal had caught him! He dug his saber into the ground but it did not help, the portal was too strong, the saber came out and Izual was sucked in.
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Where the hell am I?!<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Izual saw nothing, just blackness, he couldn't feel for he didn't have any arms. All that he seemed to have was a mind. <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> That damn Jedi! That spell is going to send me to another dimension! I will find a way back and kill their species off!<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> The George Lucas SW Dimension and the TRF Galaxy<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
Suddenly Izual's mind shut down, he was unconcious. When he awoke he found that the darkness was gone. He he moved his arm. His arm! Izual never knew how much he would appreciate having his arms and legs. He got up, and found it was day, unlike the time in his dimension. It was midnight back there. He found he was alright and decided to look where he was. He looked to the left, wasteland. He looked to the right, wastland. He looked forward, wasteland. He turned around, wasteland. He had a feeling he was in trouble.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
OOC: Part 2 coming soon!