All Good Things.......

[Darth Viscera]

The meeting had not gone well. Not even close. I ventured out from the briefing room, taking the turbolift to my quarters. Upon getting there, I changed into a fresh uniform, the golden epaulets and brisk, white uniform gleaming against the light produced by the quarters' glowrods. I reached to my small closet, and found one of my dark robes, which I had often worn. I put the robe on, and fingered a nearby comlink to the 'on' position.

"Prepare my shuttle."

I switched the comlink off.

[Darth Viscera]

I stepped into the shuttle <bold>Berman</bold>, and found my lightsaber, right where I had left it. I checked the readouts on the weapon quickly, and determined that its cells were full. I secured the hatch, then walked into the cabin of the small shuttle.

The controls still needed a bit of optimizing, but that was alright. I would have no more need for the vehicle soon. I switched on the repulsordrives, and the shuttle bobbed up, out of its parking spot on the flight deck. I shunted some power from the vertical power drive to the horizontal unit, and the shuttle glided forward. Once out the flight deck, I disengaged the repulsordrives, and engaged the sublights.

I swiveled my chair around, and punched several keys into the hyperdrive. I paused for a while, considering which system would be a nice place to visit.

"Hmm, Frih'Tan. Sounds like a nice enough place."

I entered the appropriate coordinates into the navicomputer, and the shuttle shot off into hyperspace.

[Lord Gue]

[i]A political spy exits the flight deck and walks down a hall. She politly passes by a few wandering technicians until she reaches her quarters. As soon as the doors wiz shut she moves to her comm unit. Before she sends out her report she types a long encryption algorythim used by TGE, as well a redirecting her transmssion out of the secondary transmitters of the station as to pass by the securty checks of the main systems. As soon as shes done she sends her report directly to Gue himself, as this was what all Political Spies had been trained to do. Just before her message had been completed though a loud clanking sound was heard down the hallway. She cursed to herself softly as she shut down the Comm and erased all memory from the hard drive of her transmission. Soon the clanking stopped at her door and she stood to open it for what she expected to be a rutine inspection. But the doors opened without her authorization, a group of troopers barging in with laser rifles outstretched. She moved to question them about their weapons, but they promptly fired their rounds of laser ammunitions into her, shattering her skull under the blasts. As her dead body fell to the ground one troop remarked on the stupidity of TGE spys....

[Darth Viscera]

The shuttle exited hyperspace at the Frih'Tan star, after a four hour trip through hyperspace. I was awakened by the beeping of a proximity alarm. Apparently, I had flown too close to the gravity well of Frih'Tan I.

The planets drifted by beautifully. All my years in space, and I had never once bothered to actually gaze out into space, to lose myself in the beauty of the stars, the nebulae, the clusters.

In a way, it was quite beautiful, despite the oblivion which the void of space represented.

"Oblivionic, yet.....not."

The void of space. It was as puzzling as anything could be. The entire galaxy was so beautiful, so full of ideas and escapades, adventures and possible losses. It just seemed a shame to give it all up.

"Ah, well. All good things must come to an end."
[i]The shuttle glided towards the Frih'Tan star, nearing closer and closer to the red giant.

I ran my hands across the console yet again, deactivating the shield emitters. The ship shuddered, as nuclear shockwaves from sunspots rammed themselves against the hull, tearing away the layers of poly-ablative armor.

"About five more minutes until the concussions tear through the hull, and then it'll all be over."
I thought to myself.

Soon, the frustration, the anxiety, the pleas, all of it would be gone, forever. And thank the heavens for that. At last, it was something to look forward to.

[Tourment]

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[Lord Gue]

As gue recieves the unfinnished report he skims through it, making note of Viscera's failures in the meeting. As he nears the end of the report he sees that Viscera was last seen exiting on a shuttle craft to a sector unknown to TGE, in formal wear no less. Gue thinks to himself and decides an uninvited visit to a sector unknown to even himself would not be smart without protection, He calls forth 1 TIE squad, 1 SD -The True-, 1 Hospital Ship, and 1 Frigate/Supply ship. Aboard The Faith he sets course towards the edge of the system to investigate what the man he loves could be up to. Knowing the outcome of the meeting, he knew it couldnt be good.....

[Darth Viscera]

OOC:

How could you? The last little bit of freedom I have left is the ability to decide when I can kill myself or not, and now you've revoked that???? You're gumming up my entire suicide thread!!!! OMG I am so going to kick your ass when I'm a poltergeist! You, my friend, had better prepare your ass for one hell of an intensive kicking, because I'm dying whether you like it or not! Your ass is grass, and I'm the weed wacker!

[Lord Gue]

[i]As the euntorage of ships reaches the end of their hyperspace flight they prepare themselves for whatever might await on the other side of hyperspace....

[Darth Viscera]

The hull had chips on it from the intensity of the red giant, but the shuttle kept going, as intrepid as it was. I ran my fingers across the console, shutting down life-support. It was time to pass peacefully into the night, to sleep. I had most definitely earned it.


OOC: I'm going to get myself dead one way or another. I suggest you don't become more involved. This has nothing to do with you.

[Lord Gue]

[i]As the convoy left hyperspace they detected no hostile forces awaiting them on the other side as they thought they might. All that really read in the system was a colonization effort on the planets, no sign of the shuttle though. As the ships slowly entered system they scanned eagerly for V's shuttle, not detecting a sign of it anywhere in system. As they neared the sun for a swing around and out of system. Suddenly a brief life signal traced the sensor readouts. As the crews furiously tried to decipher the data Gue knew he had found his man and turned his small fleet sun-ward....

[Darth Viscera]

There was not too much air remaining in the shuttle, and I found myself asphyxiating. I embraced my fate, and sat back, relaxing, attempting to avoid the constant pains eminating from my brain.
"Oh god, this hurts."
I thought to myself.
"I should have decided on the tetrachloride capsul."
I died right then and there. At last, I had found peace.

[Lord Gue]

[i]As the life sign slowly slid away a tractor beam shot out across the distance and hooked onto the ship, pulling it into the hangerbay of the medical ship. As his ship is opened up the crew is suprised to see the body of the enemy leaders body, but orders were orders and they preped a med bed for him as they wheeled his body towards the medbay

[Darth Viscera]

OOC: Dammit, I'm trying to die! You're making my suicide thread into a comedy!

I become revived, then reach into a pocket, take out a small capsul filled with a tetrachloride compound, then quickly toss the thing in my mouth. I quickly die again, this time for good.

[Lord Gue]

[i]While V's shuttle had been tractored in, Gue shuttled over personaly. Watching over the medical staff in the upper half of the room, Gue see's V jump back into life rather quickly and sees him reach into his pocket. Too bad though that he knew what V was about to do and quickly took a sugar pill off a near by counter, switching it in V's hand using a combo of telekinesis and force powers to do it. as Viscera lay back Michael places him into a coma like stupor. As the medics hook life support systems up to him Gue enters the room and sits next to him. He reaches out, wiping a peice of hair away from Viscera's face, a tear falls away from his face, followed by another and another....

[Darth Viscera]

Finding myself in a damn Medical Ship, I quickly cup my hands over my mouth and nose, and try to stop breathing. I also retract a knife from a hidden sheath under my uniform, and slit my own throat with it.

[GuardPiett]

OOC: Didn't see this coming. My fault, of course.

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: Sorry to see Viscera go, however that's horrid and although it's roleplaying I think that youngsters shouldn't be subjected to this.

I think this RPG should be moved to another board, password protected, in future commit suicide elsewhere!

[DarthPoreon]

ooc: Honestly, I think you took this way too far Viscera...

[DarthDarkCloak]

OOC: Vaporeon report to Caraca and post in the city to recieve access to the royal Conference chamber

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: In fact, could this thread be removed one way or another as soon as possible please? It sickens me to see it. For a public forum, in which kids read these things it's awful. This sort of thing puts a VERY NEGATIVE perspective on roleplaying.

I know it's rather harsh but i really think there should be a new rule here, that suicide is not allowed. I know it is a big restriction on roleplaying but we must take responsibility for what youngsters read.