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29-04-2023, 10:39 PM
**//Datapad//
**Holo Diary: Entry**
//Password: **********
**A Female dark haired, brown-greenish Eyed figure would flicker and appear, there would be no specific back round indicating of her location, only her person, constantly pacing back and forth, keeping a moment of silence, pondering to herself. She seems to be rather alone , whereas found an opportunity to engage with a holo diary, wishing to express her point of view and idealism.**
**Shortly After, the Female figure would begin speaking, in a rather Known Noble Tone to a few, the figure would flicker from time to time, indicating a rather mediocre signal.**
"Things appear to be..like this.."
**The figure would be seen taking a few moments, clearing her throat, exhaling and inhaling. She would proceed to talk shortly after...**
" I always believed that there is a balance, a balance on which we seek to grasp on, hold it, keep it, and thus move forwards with it. For the greater good. "
"House Reign, had all sorts of teachings for that kind of balance. That kind of peace, that if kept, we may be able to establish a better future, a better path for ourselves. Seek to find the light within the darkness that surrounds us...And Yet......I believed in all these, for I always seemed to have a will for balance, for peace, for glory. My Father, the Lord of House Reign wasn't always a distant man. Before Mother died he always laughed, it was all he did, it was obvious he enjoyed life more than anyone else back then. We were truly happy and I still remember to this day, thinking of how unfortunate it is for some people to never have such happiness in their lives...I remember wishing for wars to finish, for there to finally be peace within this galaxy formed from all the chaos...."
"....It only takes one single moment, for someone to open their eyes, and see the true world, the one we really live in, the one that someone has to adapt in order to survive. With all the meanings the word -adapt- has. I still remember every single thing. The Invasion. The War, the destruction, My mother's death. My father's rage fallen upon me and my sister. The abuse. The Pain. Everything.....And still...I always told myself to hold on. Be strong for my little sister. She would need me the most later on, I knew that..."
"I had a clear mind. A good set of thinking I'd assume too, I was never blinded by my judgement, or hatred upon people. I always looked the better picture, even for my father, I knew there was a chance for him to return back to his good old self. I had....hope."
"My Father decided cruelty and surviving is the only way we can actually become strong, keep a good name, adapting towards an environment that, neither one of us were familiar on to...A long story follows, of How that time period of my life darkened the most..I witnessed my sister dying by the hands of my father, who thought she was unworthy, yes..she was sick..I know she was. But unworthy? because she might die anytime soon? You decide she is unworthy father? And you forced me..to watch you slit your daughter's throat. I went insane."
" That was the first time in my life I ever felt true rage. I felt a big change taking place within me. All I could think of was that -that- man needs to die. He needs to suffer. He had unlocked something inside of me, I never thought I was capable of ever having..."
"And then..I remember the very first day I arrived on this Power base "House Horuset" , we had heard stories of the past, great and scary stories that you tell children when they don't want to eat their food, or sleep at the appropriate given time. I remember stepping out of the shuttle, the first true sith figure I witnessed was a man, he had yellow eyes , I recall that, He didn't tell me his name back then, he introduced me to a ship that you can easily get lost to " Th'asidra ". And that is where I met true -Hell-. My Very first spar was with an Alien, actually a rather proud one, he had white hair and his eyes were glowing.. He introduced me to all sorts of ways of adapting, where to get all the needed information and archives upon the ship..
I thought of him as a potential ally back then, I was alone, on a new environment on space..I didn't have a lot of options.."
"I was not as hateful as I am now. Then again, Like I mentioned earlier, One must adapt to survive. A lot happened, I got beat up, broken, hated, talked about, trapped, betrayed and the list really goes on and on..
I guess all these led to me plotting, and hurting those around me. I figured why would I allow them to hurt me, when I can just do it first, and get it over with. I rarely showed any acolyte I respected them, and I must say, I did respect , and still -do- respect...a few...."
"Throughout my journey here so far, I've met a handful of new additions to the power base. A lot of liars, and manipulative wannabes. Examples? Acolyte Lyana. She is the definition of boring and has nothing better to do than go to her superiors and cry of how amazingly talented she is and how she's going to go far in this House, Ha, Acolytes like her don't even deserve to talk. Honestly she would be a far better addition if she was a mute, I'm sure she would gather more attention then, than right now if that was the case."
" There's also acolyte Natellia, I'll be frank she is not an acolyte you'd be pleased to see everyday with that looks, and her comebacks still need work..I used to hate her a great deal, she actually was one of the first acolytes I got into a fight with, back then she only wanted to steal from me, there have been times I wondered if things had gone differently, perhaps we wouldn't be in that situation, yet again everything happens for a reason. However, I must say these past few weeks I've actually came to understand why she acts the way she does, it could be just me, or perhaps I'm getting soft?...ha..nice one! I've came to a conclusion that she is..not..entirely bad after all. Then..she went and disrespected the Neophyte..that indicated how stupid she can be sometimes. I guess now she has to deal with that too, Oh well.."
" A few other acolytes such as Rendvir are not even going to be mentioned, Frankly? I could really just sit down on a chair, take out my list of all the things his 'superiority' has made him believe he can do, but I can't waste such precious time talking about him. It's really just meaningless. If someone wants to prove themselves to another peer, they do it -alone-..Period."
" Lastly , There's Acolyte Leive, she falls on the last yet a different category of the acolytes I've seen within this House so far..She's an alien, A twil'lek..meaning she has to struggle more to gain respect from both her peers and her superiors. She certainly had my respect. I respected her, For her mindset, her skillset, her idealism, I truly believe she'll actually earn the tittle of apprentice way before Natellia ever reaches the front door. Sorry Nat, It's just facts......Even with her breaking my datapad by 'accident' , I'd still drink my tea with her. I mean..I would have done the same exact thing, were it me in her position."
"....That's all...for now.."
** The holofigure of the young Alderaanian girl would flicker and dissapear from the frequency, allowing silence to fall right after, whoever decided to take a look at this, would see that she only mentions a short time of her past and her peers, nothing of her superiors was given above, at this holo recording.**
**Holo Diary: Exit
//**Passward:**********
**End of transmission
//File Placed Back.
**Holo Diary: Entry**
//Password: **********
**A Female dark haired, brown-greenish Eyed figure would flicker and appear, there would be no specific back round indicating of her location, only her person, constantly pacing back and forth, keeping a moment of silence, pondering to herself. She seems to be rather alone , whereas found an opportunity to engage with a holo diary, wishing to express her point of view and idealism.**
**Shortly After, the Female figure would begin speaking, in a rather Known Noble Tone to a few, the figure would flicker from time to time, indicating a rather mediocre signal.**
"Things appear to be..like this.."
**The figure would be seen taking a few moments, clearing her throat, exhaling and inhaling. She would proceed to talk shortly after...**
" I always believed that there is a balance, a balance on which we seek to grasp on, hold it, keep it, and thus move forwards with it. For the greater good. "
"House Reign, had all sorts of teachings for that kind of balance. That kind of peace, that if kept, we may be able to establish a better future, a better path for ourselves. Seek to find the light within the darkness that surrounds us...And Yet......I believed in all these, for I always seemed to have a will for balance, for peace, for glory. My Father, the Lord of House Reign wasn't always a distant man. Before Mother died he always laughed, it was all he did, it was obvious he enjoyed life more than anyone else back then. We were truly happy and I still remember to this day, thinking of how unfortunate it is for some people to never have such happiness in their lives...I remember wishing for wars to finish, for there to finally be peace within this galaxy formed from all the chaos...."
"....It only takes one single moment, for someone to open their eyes, and see the true world, the one we really live in, the one that someone has to adapt in order to survive. With all the meanings the word -adapt- has. I still remember every single thing. The Invasion. The War, the destruction, My mother's death. My father's rage fallen upon me and my sister. The abuse. The Pain. Everything.....And still...I always told myself to hold on. Be strong for my little sister. She would need me the most later on, I knew that..."
"I had a clear mind. A good set of thinking I'd assume too, I was never blinded by my judgement, or hatred upon people. I always looked the better picture, even for my father, I knew there was a chance for him to return back to his good old self. I had....hope."
"My Father decided cruelty and surviving is the only way we can actually become strong, keep a good name, adapting towards an environment that, neither one of us were familiar on to...A long story follows, of How that time period of my life darkened the most..I witnessed my sister dying by the hands of my father, who thought she was unworthy, yes..she was sick..I know she was. But unworthy? because she might die anytime soon? You decide she is unworthy father? And you forced me..to watch you slit your daughter's throat. I went insane."
" That was the first time in my life I ever felt true rage. I felt a big change taking place within me. All I could think of was that -that- man needs to die. He needs to suffer. He had unlocked something inside of me, I never thought I was capable of ever having..."
"And then..I remember the very first day I arrived on this Power base "House Horuset" , we had heard stories of the past, great and scary stories that you tell children when they don't want to eat their food, or sleep at the appropriate given time. I remember stepping out of the shuttle, the first true sith figure I witnessed was a man, he had yellow eyes , I recall that, He didn't tell me his name back then, he introduced me to a ship that you can easily get lost to " Th'asidra ". And that is where I met true -Hell-. My Very first spar was with an Alien, actually a rather proud one, he had white hair and his eyes were glowing.. He introduced me to all sorts of ways of adapting, where to get all the needed information and archives upon the ship..
I thought of him as a potential ally back then, I was alone, on a new environment on space..I didn't have a lot of options.."
"I was not as hateful as I am now. Then again, Like I mentioned earlier, One must adapt to survive. A lot happened, I got beat up, broken, hated, talked about, trapped, betrayed and the list really goes on and on..
I guess all these led to me plotting, and hurting those around me. I figured why would I allow them to hurt me, when I can just do it first, and get it over with. I rarely showed any acolyte I respected them, and I must say, I did respect , and still -do- respect...a few...."
"Throughout my journey here so far, I've met a handful of new additions to the power base. A lot of liars, and manipulative wannabes. Examples? Acolyte Lyana. She is the definition of boring and has nothing better to do than go to her superiors and cry of how amazingly talented she is and how she's going to go far in this House, Ha, Acolytes like her don't even deserve to talk. Honestly she would be a far better addition if she was a mute, I'm sure she would gather more attention then, than right now if that was the case."
" There's also acolyte Natellia, I'll be frank she is not an acolyte you'd be pleased to see everyday with that looks, and her comebacks still need work..I used to hate her a great deal, she actually was one of the first acolytes I got into a fight with, back then she only wanted to steal from me, there have been times I wondered if things had gone differently, perhaps we wouldn't be in that situation, yet again everything happens for a reason. However, I must say these past few weeks I've actually came to understand why she acts the way she does, it could be just me, or perhaps I'm getting soft?...ha..nice one! I've came to a conclusion that she is..not..entirely bad after all. Then..she went and disrespected the Neophyte..that indicated how stupid she can be sometimes. I guess now she has to deal with that too, Oh well.."
" A few other acolytes such as Rendvir are not even going to be mentioned, Frankly? I could really just sit down on a chair, take out my list of all the things his 'superiority' has made him believe he can do, but I can't waste such precious time talking about him. It's really just meaningless. If someone wants to prove themselves to another peer, they do it -alone-..Period."
" Lastly , There's Acolyte Leive, she falls on the last yet a different category of the acolytes I've seen within this House so far..She's an alien, A twil'lek..meaning she has to struggle more to gain respect from both her peers and her superiors. She certainly had my respect. I respected her, For her mindset, her skillset, her idealism, I truly believe she'll actually earn the tittle of apprentice way before Natellia ever reaches the front door. Sorry Nat, It's just facts......Even with her breaking my datapad by 'accident' , I'd still drink my tea with her. I mean..I would have done the same exact thing, were it me in her position."
"....That's all...for now.."
** The holofigure of the young Alderaanian girl would flicker and dissapear from the frequency, allowing silence to fall right after, whoever decided to take a look at this, would see that she only mentions a short time of her past and her peers, nothing of her superiors was given above, at this holo recording.**
**Holo Diary: Exit
//**Passward:**********
**End of transmission
//File Placed Back.
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