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time to get things rolling so like this drip for a starter

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the fact that i’ve somehow gained followers while not being here is astoudning?? thank you so much i love u all and i’ll be back to ruin your lives now

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   In the end, I will be proclaimed Emperor. The Sith will have had their revenge, and I will rule the galaxy.

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skyvader​:

✧･ﾟ:* —  @chiiaroscuro​ ,

❛ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐫? ❜  the jedi makes his appearance, stepping in through the door when it slid open. his jedi robe sits on his shoulders, draping down his back and flowing behind him. hand in hand with his own, underneath the overly large sleeves that hid them away. he arches his brow and tilts his head as he nears the chancellor’s desk.  ❛ the council said it was urgent …? they seemed displeased that you wouldn’t share it with them. ❜

   “My dear boy.” Reptilian skin suddenly shifts, a not inconsiderable measure of relief colouring the chameleon mask of an almost spectral entity; each movement precisely calculated, every muscle relieved of an exact level of tension a microcosm of the galaxy in his grasp, with worlds dancing on his strings. Ones soon to entangle this boy even as he rushes further into his hold. The kindly politician offers a smile, one that is not as broad as those usually reserved for greeting the famed Jedi, and does little to hide hapless fretting. “Thank you for coming so quickly. I understand their worry, but given the delicate nature of this matter, I thought it best to keep things private for now.”

   He gestures to a seat across the desk before lacing aged fingers together, releasing a weary sigh, no longer pondering if he is, perhaps, overdoing it a tad as he might have a decade ago. “Some rather distressing information has been brought to my attention and I need someone I can trust. And you are the only Jedi I know I can trust completely, Anakin. In fact, in the midst of these dark days, I dare say that you are the sole person in the Republic in whom I am certain I can place my total faith.” Palpatine leans over slightly, the slits that hide the shadow behind alarm and an affectionate gaze looking Anakin in the eye. “And I did not want to speak of this with the council, or any other Jedi, because there is a possibility that a traitor lies among them.”

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chokethelight​:

  Time may have passed; eons in realty, but there was always someone seeking immorality. Someone seeking far more power than they had. He had seen it many times before. He would see it so many more times since. It was a matter of time more than anything else.

In this one, he saw … potential, but also a key failure. It happened, the Emperor knew that much. It was an inevitable consequence … believing themselves better than what they were. To falter and no doubt fail in their quest.

It was amusing as well as it was disgusting.

“I’m not,” he says, eyes narrowing slightly, “impressed.”

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   History weighs upon his shoulders as oppressively as the gloom of the shrine. It might have been intimidating had he not already mastered both. Time and darkness are but instruments, their currents flowing between his fingers to be guided and manipulated as he sees fit. So when the spectre coalesces out of the ichor-like fog, a mass of umbral bile perhaps pitiless enough to rival the maw of his own heart, he simply lifts his coruscating gaze and smiles.

   “I care not for your approval,” the shadow speaks, echoing back through eons of predecessors laying the steps to its ascension, their whispers encircling this perversion of a consecration. “It means nothing. I have come to claim what is mine. Your secrets. Your power. What knowledge you possessed that was lost to the ages.” A gnarled hand reaches out, mottled by the inner blight bleeding through. “I have secured the Sith’s place in history. Now I must maintain it. Give it to me.”

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debelltio​:

❝  you feel mislead; you were promised victory.  ❞ / @chiiaroscuro​​ ​( src )

          ❝ Precisely , my lord. ❞ 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 , 𝐅𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑. Fastened cape cascaded down rigid shoulders as he rose to full height. Vindicated smile painted narrow lips , excitement elevated at the Emperor’s wisdom. Stygian gloves furled tightly — metaphorically clinging onto lifeline cast towards his direction. No longer would the Director be forced to abide the bureaucratic red line , an obstruction between he and his goals.

   Excitement glistened within star-maddened gaze. Active cognition rose , urging caution as he proceeded with dictation. ❝ I have done everything you’ve requested. Under my command , my achievements — Project Stardust grew from a mere speck of dust into concrete reality. The evidence speaks for itself. I’ve achieved it all , despite contrarian oppositions. ❞

   The dark’s patience is infinite, but here and now, it must contend with having met the one who may yet achieve what no other has and successfully wither it away. Wreathed in long shadow cast by Coruscant’s setting sun, the Emperor withstands the prattling tirade; a speech conjured at only the merest prompting. But it is to be expected—this one has long sought an audience with a higher authority, that much is clear. So he sits, patiently, wondering if this soul (so prosaic to be as unremarkable as his deceptively unblemished white garb) might arrive at his point before running out of air. He certainly appears driven to prove it possible with no influence through the Force on the shadow’s part. But at last silence once again descends on the chamber, and the stirring abyss at its heart takes a moment to relish the opportunity to deprive this underling of delusions he has indulged in for far too long.

   “You insist Project Stardust has reached completion because of your efforts.” Voice is as neutral as expression; granting Krennic nothing, until such a time as when making displeasure evident will be necessary. “Others maintain it is in spite of them. You and I are fully aware the work has been beset by numerous delays, to say nothing of interference from rebellious entities and other irritants. And yet of those, I cannot recall any which were dealt with directly by you, Director.” Crooked fingers steeple and topaz gimlets narrow, glinting from within the event horizon of a cowl. “Victory is only promised to those willing to fight until it is certain. You did not avail of any chance to present your account of events and oppose your naysayers. I shall grant you that. And I tire of posturing and unsubstantiated claims—dispense with them. Here and now, tell me how you would utilise my Death Star to further the aims of the Empire, and why I should permit you any greater role in such a destiny. Or all you will have achieved here is presenting confirmation that your part should have ended long ago.”

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naboochose​:

“   I   know   working   for   the   people   is   a   life’s   work.   ”   Padmé   starts   before   looking   over   at   Sheev   Palpatine,   a   dear   friend   who   she   often   looks   to   for   advice.   Though   it’s   not   a   saying,   if   you   asked   Padmé,   it   takes   a   colony   to   be   queen;   no,   really,   it’s   why   she   had   her   handmaidens.   “   But   sometimes,   I   admire   how   long   you’ve   been   doing   this.   The   patience   you   must   have   is   remarkable,   senator.   ”

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   “The appreciation of those people is reward enough for that patience; it is a sign that the effort is worth the benefit, and motivation to continue serving them. Well, that, and seasonal tickets to the Galaxies Opera House.” Snakeskin guise ripples with practised ease towards the conformation of a smile, and the small chuckle it affects is fractionally genuine. Room is granted for political hackles to lower here, for he hardly need fear this child lashing out with verbal riposte or devastating barb. And of course, they are allies. “But you hardly need me to tell you that, my lady. By all accounts, the direction the monarchy is taking under your guidance has met with overwhelming approval.” Eyes of mundane mask narrow a degree, concern bleeding into tone of good-natured camaraderie. “Unless there is something causing you to feel otherwise?”

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“Your Majesty, if I am elected, I promise to put an end to corruption.”

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# don't be suspicious

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chokethelight​:

   “Your presence is … surprising.”  No it wasn’t, Vader knew long before the Emperor arrived he was coming. That he should have been prepared for the arrival, but was he, it was a far more complicated answer. It was a yes, that he was, but also a crystal cut no because he had failed the task given to him days beforehand.

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   “Yet necessary, it seems, for a failure which even you cannot ignore.” Anger builds beneath a calmer veneer, though far-reaching gaze narrows in contemplation of the apprentice. The intent behind the mask is not fully clear, and that is troubling. This machine is of Sidious’ making; its every thought and action made manifest only by his permission. Is this cloud Vader has placed in the path of his senses merely out of fear for when the master discovers the depths of his failure? For his apprentice’s sake, it need be only that and nothing more. “You are the Empire’s fist, Lord Vader. A mighty blade to be brought to bear against our enemies in great, fell swoops. But I also thought you capable of more delicate work.” Entropic topaz meets hard coal of mask’s lenses, but Sidious knows his gaze is meeting the true eyes within the shell. “How unfortunate that it appears I have misjudged you. Now our enemies have gone to ground, and the hunt must begin again. Are you simply a hindrance now, capable of nothing but wasting my time and letting victory that is assuredly yours slip through your grasp?” Worlds have been culled for less, my friend.

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chokethelight​:

History had a funny little thing of having expectations. Failure lined his own past; to kill a Jedi. In turn, the younger cut him in half, but he survived. He always survived.

Darth Maul was a survivor. 

He always was and always had been. It was simply a matter of precision on how well plans would go. On how he could not just adapt, but exceed his own assumptions about the situation and any expectations.

Currently, he found himself in between a rock, a hard place, and no doubt pain. He already could feel it; the torture for his failures and turning his back against the other.

Deep gulp was taken in and anxiety was quelled. No running, Sith didn’t run, but what was he now? He really didn’t know.

“This is,” focus, he needed to focus, “unexpected.”

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   A deeper shadow separates itself from all others cast in the chamber; impenetrable, cold, wisps of miasma seething from cracks in the vessel encapsulating the abyss. Its dead-eyed stare, incapable of feeling such ailments as pity, observes the wretched thing before it with disgust, offence that such a being would cling to this poor excuse of a life in an affront to all other things that walk and eat and breathe. Currently the husk enshrouded by the shadow’s even horizon is only doing the latter, and part of the umbra ripples in excitement at the thought of cutting that short.

   But instead Sidious merely sneers, picking the Zabrak apart with his gaze. “For both of us, my former pupil.” Robes whisper as he steps closer, crooked fingers curling with anticipation. “I had not thought you would break so easily.”

   No doubt that has stirred the heat of defiance from within the furnace of Maul’s rage. Sidious pays it no heed; whether it is in the present moment or those yet to pass, he is still speaking fact. And if nothing else, he will take great pleasure in alleviating this creature of whatever delusions he may still cling to about the reality of things. “I told you that pain teaches many lessons, and holds many gifts for those with the strength to take and wield them.” Pale lips split to reveal a grinning maw, and the yellows of his eyes flash with hunger. “Do you know which it is I am about to bestow upon you now?”

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“Anakin, if one is to understand the great mystery, one must study all its aspects. Not just the dogmatic, narrow view of the Jedi. If you wish to become a complete and wise leader you must embrace…a larger view of the Force.”

Ian McDiarmid as Emperor Palpatine/Darth Sidious

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    “I am the first to restore the Sith to their proper place in the galaxy. As we planned, the Jedi thought the Sith gone, we were so inconsequential. The pomp of the Jedi was insufferable. I set the galaxy aflame, my apprentice. I have purged all weakness and impurity. From the ashes, we would have a new age.”

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darth sidious “And of what possible use do you think a person of your nature would be to the Jedi Order? You’re heartless, ambitious, arrogant, insidious, and without shame or empathy. More, you’re a murderer.” […] “I do wish to join you.”            “Then kneel before me and pledge that it is your will to join your destiny forever with the Order of the Sith Lords.”            Palpatine stared at the floor, then genuflected, uttering, “It is my will to join my destiny forever with the Order of the Sith Lords.”          Plagueis extended his left hand to touch him on the crown of the head. “Then it is done. From this day forward, the truth of you, now and forever more, will be Sidious.”