Ignatius
A N A R C H Y
Korriban
Yeah yeah, not the best place to be. Korriban. Homeworld of the Sith race and a few of the Empires. Now however, it was under the Republics control. And one of the few planets that were close enough to Thule where I had just ran away from. You see. I am an Epicthanix. and I have lived in foster home after foster home, even a Mental institute for a few years, because of voices in my head. But, my last foster house was different. The dad, Karath, had taught me how to use Beskar Daggers and even a Beskad. But I was not the best with them.
Despite this, I carried these weapons with me now as I moved across the border between Mandalorian Space, and Republic Space. Via, way of smuggler. he helped me for a price of 45 credits. But while he was not looking, I took a few pieces of fruit, and even a thermos for something to drink out of. still, I put it in my bag along with my other stuff that I would rather not mention to anybody, and made my way off of his ship.
TWO HOURS LATER
Korriban was fairly busy for this part of town. I just needed to find a place to stay. Kneeling down as I made sure that my daggers were securely in my boots, as well as the Beskad ready with just a grab from my back. I smiled as I had used the padding on the bookbag as a way to hide the beskad's sheath. And the top of the bookbag hid the grip and hilt of the blade. Nobody would see it, and I could feel the cold metal up against my back. When I could hear Emily's voice, "Did you really have to bring the weapons? I thought you were a peaceful man?"
Alright let me cut to the chase. I had four voices in my head. Emily, John, Hailey, and Zarack. Two male and two female voices in my head. Emily would be like my little sister. Bugging me about every little thing. John is more like my dad along with Hailey as Mother figures. Thinking through everything and helping me in anyway that they could. And Zarack, well lets just cut his story short. Perv, Asshat, Mean, and cussing.
"Why shouldn't he? this world if filled with bastards and pieces-o-poodoo that would eat him alive!'
"Thank you for that Zac. Now shut up, I am in public."
"Yes please do Zac"
"John.."
"Fine"
I shook my head as I walked past a few people and proceeded to put on my headset. if you were were nodding your head randomly then people will think you are a freak, but if you had headphones in. It looked like you were jamming out. And well. it was just a precaution because of Za- "Aden look at that Chika huh? man look at the size of those honkers!"
I didn't even look. There was no need to. Sure I was 19, and could be called an Adult, but I wanted to be left alone. I kept walking to the nearest bar to maybe get a place to stay. They tend to have knowledge of somewhere to sleep.
"Zac talk about another woman's mammary glands and I will personally kill you."
"Already dead sweet heart. And don't worry, I am sure that you were sexy too when you were alive."
Talk about one messed up life.
[member="Avalore Eden"]
Yeah yeah, not the best place to be. Korriban. Homeworld of the Sith race and a few of the Empires. Now however, it was under the Republics control. And one of the few planets that were close enough to Thule where I had just ran away from. You see. I am an Epicthanix. and I have lived in foster home after foster home, even a Mental institute for a few years, because of voices in my head. But, my last foster house was different. The dad, Karath, had taught me how to use Beskar Daggers and even a Beskad. But I was not the best with them.
Despite this, I carried these weapons with me now as I moved across the border between Mandalorian Space, and Republic Space. Via, way of smuggler. he helped me for a price of 45 credits. But while he was not looking, I took a few pieces of fruit, and even a thermos for something to drink out of. still, I put it in my bag along with my other stuff that I would rather not mention to anybody, and made my way off of his ship.
TWO HOURS LATER
Korriban was fairly busy for this part of town. I just needed to find a place to stay. Kneeling down as I made sure that my daggers were securely in my boots, as well as the Beskad ready with just a grab from my back. I smiled as I had used the padding on the bookbag as a way to hide the beskad's sheath. And the top of the bookbag hid the grip and hilt of the blade. Nobody would see it, and I could feel the cold metal up against my back. When I could hear Emily's voice, "Did you really have to bring the weapons? I thought you were a peaceful man?"
Alright let me cut to the chase. I had four voices in my head. Emily, John, Hailey, and Zarack. Two male and two female voices in my head. Emily would be like my little sister. Bugging me about every little thing. John is more like my dad along with Hailey as Mother figures. Thinking through everything and helping me in anyway that they could. And Zarack, well lets just cut his story short. Perv, Asshat, Mean, and cussing.
"Why shouldn't he? this world if filled with bastards and pieces-o-poodoo that would eat him alive!'
"Thank you for that Zac. Now shut up, I am in public."
"Yes please do Zac"
"John.."
"Fine"
I shook my head as I walked past a few people and proceeded to put on my headset. if you were were nodding your head randomly then people will think you are a freak, but if you had headphones in. It looked like you were jamming out. And well. it was just a precaution because of Za- "Aden look at that Chika huh? man look at the size of those honkers!"
I didn't even look. There was no need to. Sure I was 19, and could be called an Adult, but I wanted to be left alone. I kept walking to the nearest bar to maybe get a place to stay. They tend to have knowledge of somewhere to sleep.
"Zac talk about another woman's mammary glands and I will personally kill you."
"Already dead sweet heart. And don't worry, I am sure that you were sexy too when you were alive."
Talk about one messed up life.
[member="Avalore Eden"]