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Post by Jacen on Oct 18, 2022 14:05:37 GMT -7
This is going to be sort of a stream of consciousness, but I'll try to be brief. I don't like writing long-winded posts.
So I saw this video that got me thinking:
What I thought was simply that I don't really like the Jedi or the Sith. I know the video is based in fiction, but nonetheless, I found myself admiring the story of Darth Vectivus. Of course, I read about him years ago in the Star Wars Legends. To be a dark-sider, and yet not feeling the cliche need to take over the galaxy or hurt people in general.
I have to admit to being kind of sick of all this. The forums, the philosophizing, the debates. I honestly don't care about anyone's opinion anymore. I find it a struggle to read anyone's posts larger than a short paragraph. My patience has finally run out.
It makes me wonder if I am simply on a different sort of path through the dark. Hypocritical, possibly. But like I said, I don't give a shit. If this makes me a pariah, then so be it.
This is my opinion on my being apathetic toward your opinions. Deal with it.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2022 16:35:30 GMT -7
I love Vecectus! He's my fav too! Honey just be you! Your path is unique, beautiful, and yes it is different. Own it and be proud. Be true to yourself and follow what makes you happy! Never apologize and keep your head up! When things don't work anymore change em. I support you in this. You're amazing bro!
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Post by Khaos on Oct 19, 2022 9:42:53 GMT -7
Morality and the Sith Apprentice
Mynocks shrieked and wheeled out of the way as a small ship glided into its secluded hangar. Darth Vectivus leaned back in the pilot’s seat and stretched. “Ah,” he said, turning cheerily to his new apprentice. “Home at last.” “Indeed, Master.” Vectivus frowned slightly. Darth Doom (he was having second thoughts about allowing his apprentice to choose his own Sith name; his own Master had allowed it for him, but then, he’d done a much better job) sounded somewhat… dubious. “I thought I might show you around the caves a bit before taking you in to meet my family.” He had just thought of it now, actually, but that wasn’t relevant. Doom sat up at that. “The mine does sound very interesting, Master. Are those mynocks the ones you spoke of?” “Hah. No, those were a sapient and highly advanced variant species, and they are now extinct. This is a comparatively ordinary infestation that moved in during my absence for training, but I permit it out of curiosity. They shouldn’t be able to survive without the starlight unless they are also tapping into the same energies. Mynocks that feed on the Dark Side of the Force — a very clever and curious adaptation. Most nonsapient Force-using species are essentially neutral.” He lowered the ship’s ramp, sending an eager mynock squalling across the hangar with a casual wave. “Of course, they’re also not supposed to be in the hangar. Very bad for maintenance. Clear them out for me, will you? And find the breach that let them in.” Darth Doom performed this task with relative ease, leaning on the mynocks’ minds — such as they were — to believe they were in danger (fairly accurate, that) and to flee the area by the swiftest route. It was easy to follow their flight back to the hangar opening, high and in shadow. Vectivus plastered a temporary seal on it and entered instructions to the maintenance droids. “Well done, Apprentice. Care to see a nest?” “As pleases you, Master.” Vectivus sighed and beckoned; Doom followed him out and through a sturdy door — with the power sources and circuits extremely well shielded to avoid undue attention from the mynocks — into the less developed parts of the mines. The mynock nest, or rather the silica feeding ground with its tasty vein of metal, was located at the foot of a steep drop-off where a promising shaft downward had been opened out more thoroughly. There was one particularly large mynock just at the base of the cliff; it had consumed enough matter and was now struggling to divide. It might have been equally accurate to say there were one and a half mynocks at the base of the cliff. This was a pretext. Vectivus did enjoy watching them; after all, their kin had been his first introduction to the power of the Dark Side. Doom’s interest was purely polite. A bit too obviously so, really. The pair of Sith had not watched the rock-eating for long before Vectivus said mildly, “You seem to have doubts, Apprentice. Voice them.” Doom lowered his head for a moment. “Forgive me, Master.” “I won’t have to forgive you for anything if you obey me, Apprentice.” A frustrated sigh. “Master, you are not what I expected of a Sith Master.” Vectivus turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “Well, that’s interesting. Please elaborate. What did you expect? Fewer mynocks?” “Er, from you, no, not really.” A smile. “What, then? I know you spent time with my own master… and with his. I also know I am not much like either of them, but then, I gather they were also very different from one another.” “I did not expect all of… this. The mine, yes, perhaps. A fine home, perhaps. But less talk of family. Fewer pictures of your grandchildren! Less talk of, of… of principles.” Vectivus frowned slightly. “The Dark Side is a path to power. The Sith have goals as a group, to be sure, but we are not self-abnegating Jedi. Why shouldn’t I enjoy life? I happen to like my grandchildren.” “And yet you’re raising them in an area known for producing insanity?” Vectivus shook his head. “That was due to the spirits of the ancient mynocks. I have that situation under control.” “As you say, Master.” “Now, what’s this about principles?” Doom frowned. “How shall I say it? You speak in the language of morals, Master. Of the soft people.” Vectivus regarded him thoughtfully. “You are too used to the idea that morals and principles are for the weak, I think. Certainly, to take what you want when you want it is often an option and one of the benefits of power. But what you must keep in mind if you want to be truly effective is that much of what beings say they do for the sake of morals, of principles, of good and right — much of this actually has very practical reasons.” “How can that be? All of it seems to be about not taking advantage of people.” “No, Apprentice, it’s about mutual advantage. If you are honest and reliable, you will be trusted. If you are kind, people will be well disposed toward you.” “Or think you are weak!” “Bah,” Vectivus said. “Not if you have the power to back it up. Apprentice, tell me this: why did you not kill the mynocks when I told you to get rid of them for me?” Darth Doom shot him a wide-eyed look. “You said I had done well, Master; I believed you satisfied–” Vectivus lifted his gaze toward the ceiling. “And so I was. I still want you to explain your reasoning.” “It was more efficient, Master. Making them flee showed me where the breach was, accomplishing your other assignment.” “Precisely.” He left Doom to absorb that point in silence. At last Doom said testily, “You are not exactly instilling great fear, Master.” Vectivus arched an eyebrow. “You do realize the Sith are currently a secret, don’t you, Apprentice? That’s another reason to conduct ourselves as honorably as possible. The more truth you put into a lie, the more believable it is and the less you have to remember. Good behavior on our part avoids suspicion and allows us to amass advantages for future generations.” Doom threw his hands in the air. “Future generations! You imply you’re speaking of future Sith, but I think you mean your own offspring. You talk of these practical advantages, but you still speak of your principles as if you value them for their own sake and then justify them. Good. Honor. Honesty. Love! Where is your sense of strife, Master?” Vectivus drew himself up. “Do you dispute my right to my own passions, Apprentice?” “No, but I find the old Master’s choice a puzzling one.” “Well, then becoming my apprentice was a strange move, now wasn’t it?” Vectivus narrowed his eyes. Doom shook his head. “No, Master. Clearly you were chosen for a reason, and that means I have much to learn from you. But I am still perplexed. I served your master, yes, and his too. Neither offered me more than minimal training; certainly neither ever offered to make me his apprentice. I followed all the teachings they would offer me as well as I could, and when the old man was dead… you arrived.” “You wanted my place, did you?” A shrug and a smile. “Well, I have it now, don’t I? I wanted to be the apprentice. But I do not understand why you were chosen.” “Perhaps you should reflect on the reasons you were not.” Vectivus eyed him. “I suggest you begin with your impatience and lack of subtlety. Also your poor acting.” Doom’s cheeks heated. “Perhaps you charmed them.” “Perhaps a little charm would do you some good.” His apprentice looked at him suspiciously. “I’m fairly certain you mentioned a dislike of flattery.” Vectivus smiled. “Good. You’re learning.” But Doom was not, he reflected, learning enough. Sith relationships required a certain amount of jealousy and envy, but Doom’s problem seemed more like petulance than the deep ore of revenge. The impatience and lack of subtlety, too, and the disrespect for Vectivus’s family…. Refining that petulance into revenge and real understanding simply wasn’t likely to be profitable. “Why did you choose me?” Doom asked slowly. That was a good question to ask. “I have long been of the opinion,” Vectivus said slowly, “that persistence and commitment deserve a reward. A chance, at least.” “A chance.” “Yes.” “So you’re essentially rewarding me for loyalty and hard work.” “You might say that.” Doom looked pained. Vectivus sighed. “Unfortunately, I don’t think it’s really working out.” Doom started back, his hand going to his lightsaber. “Are you suggesting my apprenticeship was on a trial basis?” “Isn’t that always the case?” Vectivus smiled. “I’d be willing to break tradition if you are, though. I don’t suppose you’d accept a generous severance package in lieu of my killing you quietly?” Doom’s gaze was incredulous. “Are you mad?” He straightened, igniting his lightsaber and bringing it before him. “I will not give up the opportunity to be a Sith so easily.” They faced one another for a long moment, and then Vectivus broke into a broad smile. “Very good, Apprentice,” he said. “You’ve passed the test. It would have been a real pity if you’d accepted.” Doom hesitated. Then, at last, he smiled back and shut off the blade, turning toward the mynocks again. Vectivus didn’t activate his lightsaber’s blade until it was positioned to sweep straight through Doom’s neck. The other nice thing about honesty was that the more you employed it, the more likely you were to be believed when you outright lied. He really would have preferred the less literal severance package. As it was, he took some time reducing the body to a smear of ash. The area would smell scorched for a while, but it wouldn’t bother the mynocks and he could simply avoid it. He left the mynocks’ mines then, going back through the hangar and taking the shuttle-chute in toward the central habitat. His eldest daughter greeted him with a hug and a choked, “What’s that stench? You smell burnt!” “Mynocks had gotten into the hangar,” Vectivus explained. “Bit of a mess. Don’t worry, I’ve already dispatched the maintenance droids.” “Ah.” She frowned and looked past him. “Didn’t you say you were bringing home a guest?” Vectivus sighed. “I wanted to, but he was called away at the last minute. Here, I’d better go change clothes before I stink up the whole atmosphere in here.” As he washed the smell away and put on fresh clothing, he considered his options. He did need a new apprentice fairly soon. Some delay was acceptable, but not desirable. There was a reason many of the Sith Lords since Bane had kept around a few extra minions who were strong in the Force but not inducted into the teachings of the Sith; not only were they useful (and comparatively easy to control, if you managed it right), but they made it easier to avoid extended periods with only one Sith. Doom had been such a minion, though, and he’d proved to be rather inadequate as a Sith. Also, Vectivus didn’t know any of the others personally. He ought to try a different strategy this time. Perhaps he should grow his own, so to speak. Take someone young and easy to access; begin molding in early youth — the Jedi did have a few good ideas, actually. On the other hand, he wasn’t about to adopt all their practices. The ascetic life was not for him. Vectivus left his personal quarters and discovered one of his granddaughters toddling down the hall. Six years old, her father’s first — and just lately, the first of two. She beamed up at him with a missing front tooth and held up her arms. Vectivus chuckled and scooped her up. “Meltha,” he said, “how would you like to start spending more time with your grandfather?” ———————————- “Just how important is the tradition about killing your Master? It seems… inefficient. I still have much to learn.” She lowered her head, frowning down at her arms and a passing, waddling mynock dragging a damaged wing. “And I would miss you… Grandfather.”“I love you too,” Vectivus replied, amused. “Even if you worry about the strangest things.” His tone changed. “But Apprentice, you may enjoy affection but shouldn’t let it blind you. That is more of a danger with us, perhaps, than with Sith in less… comfortable positions. Now, think. The Apprentice attacks when he believes he has surpassed his Master. Do you believe this?”She turned her head, eyes glittering with a faint yellow cast. “Even if I did, Master, I think I would say no.” “Good.” He stretched. His paunch wobbled a bit, but it still wasn’t slowing him down much. His granddaughter knew this. His own Master hadn’t realized it until too late. “Besides, I’m an old man. This may or may not be a standard teaching, but I’d say the rite of passage is less important than learning when to let circumstances do your work for you.” The darkness rippled around them and then ripped as a red blade slashed through it. The second came up just in time, bracing against his superior strength only long enough to let her pivot out of the way of his stroke. “Enough philosophy, Apprentice,” Vectivus hissed. “You need exercise.”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2022 18:58:50 GMT -7
"The sage fights himself while the fool fights others ego" is a saying I found on one of my social media platforms that I quoted earlier. *lets that simple statement sit and leaves*
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2022 19:04:43 GMT -7
Now when someone lied about me and I was processing some of it even saying direct names it drew them here since someone probably told em. I defeated them by going for arms/weapon/ then legs/will/ then the mind/tact n proof plus i set myself up in a certain way/then when they went for neck they finished themselves then decided to leave after being put in the dog house. They are wiped out and shot themselves in the foot losing any social capitol of trust they had to begin with when they lied again. No I don't like Sith vs. sith in fact I fucking hate it cause it's stupid n childish. Now can heated debates be helpful sure yet if your going to challenge use it to help another grow. I got sick of lies and holding back so my aim was true with each cut meant to not just defend yet strike them down cause they made the first move by lying. Should they re-surge under a new name, i'd ignore because they defeated themselves so why do I need to spend my time to lay it out again.
If someone challenges me again do I need to compete or fight...no. If it is a fun chance for me to test myself n show tact then great maybe I will yet most of the time I have better battles within myself ot focus on. when i train in kung fu I don't focus on beating my master i focus on getting better to avoid getting hit by my high master. I focus on dodging and stepping in for that strike. I used to just defend n hold back scared of myself. NOw I let my muscle memory n instincts out trusting myself to act with the right intent cause it varies depending on the situation. Since this is a no holds bar community full of different kinds of sith one needs to learn how to play the game. but no I like to focus on me.
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Post by Jacen on Oct 27, 2022 10:39:02 GMT -7
Yamimoto, thank you for your encouragement, though I'm not quite as enthusiastic as you. I truly do hate the Jedi community online. I'm not crazy about the Sith order either. As for my own path and "me doing me", that's what I've always done and I've never apologized for it, despite being shot down on most occasions.
Khaos, you might have wanted to read into my post a little more. I don't like writing long-winded posts, and so I don't like reading them either. If you have a point, just say it. I'd be happy to consider your opinion if you just tell me what it is.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2022 16:37:55 GMT -7
I didn't want to spend my time like that anymore. Let the shit go. Why give them free rent in your mind? I am pretty enthusiastic because I don't choose to suffer more then I need too. I have a lot of amazing things going on in my life.
If I didnt forgive and be open I wouldn't have met such an amazing partner. If I couldn't move on I wouldn't have met my Sith teacher who helped me a lot. Never let hatred blind you. Yeah I'm pretty enthusiastic and you do you bruh.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2022 16:50:01 GMT -7
Khaos shares a good point and I loved the read.
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Post by Khaos on Oct 27, 2022 17:01:27 GMT -7
Yamimoto, thank you for your encouragement, though I'm not quite as enthusiastic as you. I truly do hate the Jedi community online. I'm not crazy about the Sith order either. As for my own path and "me doing me", that's what I've always done and I've never apologized for it, despite being shot down on most occasions. Khaos, you might have wanted to read into my post a little more. I don't like writing long-winded posts, and so I don't like reading them either. If you have a point, just say it. I'd be happy to consider your opinion if you just tell me what it is. If it’s not worth reading then it’s not. I thought you would enjoy the story actually given your post is in regards to the fiction and directly related to Vecitvus.No point to make. Odd though that on a forum the length of a post is getting criticism. Seems more lazy then anything but of course I can understand one’s time being important.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2022 18:05:18 GMT -7
Yamimoto, thank you for your encouragement, though I'm not quite as enthusiastic as you. I truly do hate the Jedi community online. I'm not crazy about the Sith order either. As for my own path and "me doing me", that's what I've always done and I've never apologized for it, despite being shot down on most occasions. Khaos, you might have wanted to read into my post a little more. I don't like writing long-winded posts, and so I don't like reading them either. If you have a point, just say it. I'd be happy to consider your opinion if you just tell me what it is. If it’s not worth reading then it’s not. I thought you would enjoy the story actually given your post is in regards to the fiction and directly related to Vecitvus.No point to make. Odd though that on a forum the length of a post is getting criticism. Seems more lazy then anything but of course I can understand one’s time being important. Sometimes I'd get told my posts are too long and that I should shorten them. Learning how to shorten it helped me communicate with others. To each their own. Where did you get the story from? I remember vevectus barely being mentioned when I did my research on the canon to better understand where others were coming from.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2022 20:31:56 GMT -7
Praxus, What don't you like about the sith community/order? What would the pain points be? If you could do something different to mitigate the pain points, what would you do.
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