Prazutis sat in his ship as he flew through hyperspace, thoughts running through his mind. He was trying so hard to become more powerful, he thought to himself... yet at times it felt like he was being held back by something. Perhaps it was his own methods of learning, perhaps it was just him learning nothing and thinking the knowledge that had faded was still there. In any case, he needed to bring his abilities back to the basics. Focus on the powers and abilities he glazed over during his training in order for him to be stronger in the force in the future.
Prazutis' ship soon came out of hyperspace, looking over the planet of Thila. Prazutis took a deep breath before bringing his Trilon Aggressor into the atmosphere, bringing it down near one of the larger mountains of the many ranges of the planet. As he stepped out, Prazutis thought to himself.
"Time to play catch-up."
Prazutis approached a fairly tall cliff, thinking to himself as he prepared.
(begin force app: Force Jump)
(word requirement: 300 words)
(begin)
Prazutis looked up at the towering hunk of rock in front of him, not able to see the peak because of the clouds that covered his view. Prazutis looked over himself, mainly his left arm. When he charges his strikes with the force, he thought to himself, he would pull energy from the force into his muscles, much like when he first began to try and learn force jump, and would focus an amount in the end of his knuckles and explode with force. Perhaps in his last attempt, he didn't feel it enough, didn't lead it as much as he should have. He also needed to use the explosion at the end of the limb as he pushed, perhaps giving him an extra boost, he thought to himself.
Prazutis crouched down in front of the cliff, feeling the flow of the force go through his muscles, down his legs and into the ground below him. He built up the force energy within his legs, capturing and holding it within him before he pushed his legs up and off the ground, the force pushing and his feet exploding with energy as he pushed, sending him flying upwards. He soon landed on the top of the cliff, reaching the top of the arc of his jump only about a foot or two above the top of the cliff. Prazutis looked forward, a large mountain in front of him. He crouched, the energy building up faster but with less of a concentration in his feet as he pushed forward, his body flying forward as he watched his surroundings, not wanting to trip at such a high speed forward. He collected the energy in his legs again, making sure that a good amount was in the feet for the impact as his body fell to the ground, pushing off as he hit the ground, flying both forward and upwards. He looked at the side of the mountain as he quickly approached it, looking up and barely seeing the peak. He brought his legs up again, building energy before pushing off just as he reached it, flying up and almost reaching the peak. Prazutis grabbed the side of the mountain, thinking to himself as he looked out over the vast view in front of him. One more time, the energy within his legs built up, focusing less on the explosion as he was jumping from the side and more on the motion. Prazutis let go of the rock he held before pushing off again, soaring through the air as a result of the powerful jump.
(end force app: force jump)
(word requirement: 300)
(word count: 431)
Prazutis landed near the base of the mountain, thinking to himself as he looked briefly at his ship. Not yet, he thought.
There was still work to be done.
Put no limit on the words
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Re: Put no limit on the words
Prazutis looked back at the planet he now stood on... The rock and jungle that was so different than other planets he had seen, yet so similar... the balance between life and death, light and darkness...
However, this wasn't the right planet for what he had in mind.
Prazutis returned to his ship, exiting the atmosphere and plugging in new coordinates for his system. He had never been to this planet before, yet from what he had heard, it seemed like the right place to go for this.
*Dantooine*
Prazutis set his ship down and stepped out of it, thinking to himself as he looked over the rolling plains around him... it was time that he finished another aspect of his training.
(Begin force app: sense lv 3)
(word requirement: 1,000)
(begin)
Prazutis closed his eyes, letting his mind slowly wander, guided by the flow of the force to passively observe his surroundings. As he had always felt since he had landed, the plants around him lightly brushed against the armor over his legs. He could see the huge fields of grass around him, a single tree out in the fields, alone, no like-minded beings in sight… only grass. The grass, however, is cramped with many that are of itself, the world of indifference… all are the same, no mind of their own, following whatever the crowd around them decides to do, whether it’s blowing in the wind, or standing true, still in the light air… The true followers of nature.
However, observing the petty feelings of non-sentient life would get Prazutis no closer to his goal… he needed to look farther into the environment around him in order to learn anything new in this aspect of the force. He needed details, and he needed a farther field of vision… so, that’s what he would focus on obtaining.
Prazutis felt the life of the fields around him, the millions of blades of grass that surrounded him, the trees that were few and far between. He couldn’t well measure the range of his vision, but if he could estimate, he would think it was near half a kilometer at best. He needed more, he thought to himself. But for the moment, he would focus on pushing the range he had to the limits of its potential within Prazutis.
He took a moment and reflected back to what was immediately around him. He looked at the blades of grass that brushed against his armor, taking a moment to sense the balance of the force around him before looking closer, a single blade of grass in his sights. He had never taken the opportunity to deeply look at what he saw as a trivial life form. However, looking into it, he saw the complexities of the plant, the billions of structures that made the single organism in front of him.
molecules moving in and out of the structure, pulled in and pushed out when needed and when not, and in the center, a single organelle that held the recipe for the entire organism, spread out over this same organelle in each of the billions, trillions of cells that made up the plant. The brains… and the brawn: the elongated parts of the cells that supplied the rest of the small body with energy, the power plant that created the energy that was needed for the organism as a whole to survive on its own made energy, not needing to feed on other organisms.
And once he saw the complexity, the sheer numbers of all these different kinds of components with no mind of their own, no sentience, no intelligence, yet they still worked together, still cooperated in order for a single organism to live, and to keep them functioning in the process of creating energy… Prazutis began to see these same complexities in all aspects of the grass, thousands, millions of blades of grass, all of them the same system keeping each blade alive in the endless fields around him. He no longer saw grass as a trivial, insignificant thing, but rather, it was a lifeform equal to all others… but had a different purpose in the system of life that the force had created.
Prazutis had seen the tranquility of the surface that he now stood upon, the need for all life forms, the purpose for all of them to live and grow, no matter what level of sentience or intelligence they posses. However, he had so far focused on the detail of what he could see. Now, it was time that he looked to expand his field of vision within the force. That aspect was just as important as anything else.
Prazutis reached out not with his hand, to change the environment, but rather with his eyes. He looked to observe, his eyes straining to see farther in front of him, behind him, all around…
He could see… out in the distance… metal… a large structure… a barn. Around it, plants different than the grass… taller, bearing small fruits… grain. It was a farm, too far away for him to see any smaller details as he did with the grass around him. However, he took time and observed, looked at the grain that he could barely see… and could slowly make out more details about it. The tall, slim stocks, the wheat that grew from the top… down to the cells that made up the organism.
He then looked down beneath him, the chaos that was hidden beneath the crust of the planet raging. Nothing lived, nothing escaped the immense burning of the magma, churning underneath the rock and soil. Rock breaking off and melting into the high pressure and temperatures, coal pressed by the heat and pressure of the rock around it, strengthening into diamond. The destruction of life forms from long ago eventually turning into a material that was more valuable than most others of its kind, created from the desolation of the past. He could also feel, much closer to the surface… wires. Pieces of metal, burned and sliced by the same sort of weapon that Prazutis carried… old blasters long lost to the weathering and erosion of the planet, connected to the limbs of droids destroyed by a lightsaber wielder of long ago… 50 years, Prazutis thought to himself…
These were droids destroyed during the clone wars.
He could also feel… armor… bodies that had long since dissipated since their original death… their makeup identical, their armor matching almost as much as their structure…
clones. Killed during their time in the war by the same droids who were now using the ground of Dantooine as their makeshift tombs. However, he could feel no lightsaber… The Jedi evidently left the planet alive. With the amount of clones who had been killed, he couldn’t imagine what kind of master would have been able to fight so many droids…
Prazutis rested his hand on the ground and for just a moment, he could almost see it.
A jedi master… purple lightsaber in hand, he fought off an army of B2 Battle droids… then when a huge machine of unknown origin slammed into the ground, he lost such lightsaber… and resorted to the force to rip the droids apart, piece by piece...
(end force app)
(word requirement: 1,000)
(word count: 1,079)
Prazutis opened his eyes. He wasn't sure what it was that he saw, or how he saw it, but he could tell that this ground had a history behind it that not many knew, or cared to talk about.
Prazutis stood, looking over the fields before he walked back towards his ship. His training here was done, at least for the moment...
However, this wasn't the right planet for what he had in mind.
Prazutis returned to his ship, exiting the atmosphere and plugging in new coordinates for his system. He had never been to this planet before, yet from what he had heard, it seemed like the right place to go for this.
*Dantooine*
Prazutis set his ship down and stepped out of it, thinking to himself as he looked over the rolling plains around him... it was time that he finished another aspect of his training.
(Begin force app: sense lv 3)
(word requirement: 1,000)
(begin)
Prazutis closed his eyes, letting his mind slowly wander, guided by the flow of the force to passively observe his surroundings. As he had always felt since he had landed, the plants around him lightly brushed against the armor over his legs. He could see the huge fields of grass around him, a single tree out in the fields, alone, no like-minded beings in sight… only grass. The grass, however, is cramped with many that are of itself, the world of indifference… all are the same, no mind of their own, following whatever the crowd around them decides to do, whether it’s blowing in the wind, or standing true, still in the light air… The true followers of nature.
However, observing the petty feelings of non-sentient life would get Prazutis no closer to his goal… he needed to look farther into the environment around him in order to learn anything new in this aspect of the force. He needed details, and he needed a farther field of vision… so, that’s what he would focus on obtaining.
Prazutis felt the life of the fields around him, the millions of blades of grass that surrounded him, the trees that were few and far between. He couldn’t well measure the range of his vision, but if he could estimate, he would think it was near half a kilometer at best. He needed more, he thought to himself. But for the moment, he would focus on pushing the range he had to the limits of its potential within Prazutis.
He took a moment and reflected back to what was immediately around him. He looked at the blades of grass that brushed against his armor, taking a moment to sense the balance of the force around him before looking closer, a single blade of grass in his sights. He had never taken the opportunity to deeply look at what he saw as a trivial life form. However, looking into it, he saw the complexities of the plant, the billions of structures that made the single organism in front of him.
molecules moving in and out of the structure, pulled in and pushed out when needed and when not, and in the center, a single organelle that held the recipe for the entire organism, spread out over this same organelle in each of the billions, trillions of cells that made up the plant. The brains… and the brawn: the elongated parts of the cells that supplied the rest of the small body with energy, the power plant that created the energy that was needed for the organism as a whole to survive on its own made energy, not needing to feed on other organisms.
And once he saw the complexity, the sheer numbers of all these different kinds of components with no mind of their own, no sentience, no intelligence, yet they still worked together, still cooperated in order for a single organism to live, and to keep them functioning in the process of creating energy… Prazutis began to see these same complexities in all aspects of the grass, thousands, millions of blades of grass, all of them the same system keeping each blade alive in the endless fields around him. He no longer saw grass as a trivial, insignificant thing, but rather, it was a lifeform equal to all others… but had a different purpose in the system of life that the force had created.
Prazutis had seen the tranquility of the surface that he now stood upon, the need for all life forms, the purpose for all of them to live and grow, no matter what level of sentience or intelligence they posses. However, he had so far focused on the detail of what he could see. Now, it was time that he looked to expand his field of vision within the force. That aspect was just as important as anything else.
Prazutis reached out not with his hand, to change the environment, but rather with his eyes. He looked to observe, his eyes straining to see farther in front of him, behind him, all around…
He could see… out in the distance… metal… a large structure… a barn. Around it, plants different than the grass… taller, bearing small fruits… grain. It was a farm, too far away for him to see any smaller details as he did with the grass around him. However, he took time and observed, looked at the grain that he could barely see… and could slowly make out more details about it. The tall, slim stocks, the wheat that grew from the top… down to the cells that made up the organism.
He then looked down beneath him, the chaos that was hidden beneath the crust of the planet raging. Nothing lived, nothing escaped the immense burning of the magma, churning underneath the rock and soil. Rock breaking off and melting into the high pressure and temperatures, coal pressed by the heat and pressure of the rock around it, strengthening into diamond. The destruction of life forms from long ago eventually turning into a material that was more valuable than most others of its kind, created from the desolation of the past. He could also feel, much closer to the surface… wires. Pieces of metal, burned and sliced by the same sort of weapon that Prazutis carried… old blasters long lost to the weathering and erosion of the planet, connected to the limbs of droids destroyed by a lightsaber wielder of long ago… 50 years, Prazutis thought to himself…
These were droids destroyed during the clone wars.
He could also feel… armor… bodies that had long since dissipated since their original death… their makeup identical, their armor matching almost as much as their structure…
clones. Killed during their time in the war by the same droids who were now using the ground of Dantooine as their makeshift tombs. However, he could feel no lightsaber… The Jedi evidently left the planet alive. With the amount of clones who had been killed, he couldn’t imagine what kind of master would have been able to fight so many droids…
Prazutis rested his hand on the ground and for just a moment, he could almost see it.
A jedi master… purple lightsaber in hand, he fought off an army of B2 Battle droids… then when a huge machine of unknown origin slammed into the ground, he lost such lightsaber… and resorted to the force to rip the droids apart, piece by piece...
(end force app)
(word requirement: 1,000)
(word count: 1,079)
Prazutis opened his eyes. He wasn't sure what it was that he saw, or how he saw it, but he could tell that this ground had a history behind it that not many knew, or cared to talk about.
Prazutis stood, looking over the fields before he walked back towards his ship. His training here was done, at least for the moment...
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Re: Put no limit on the words
Prazutis took a second to look out over the fields that he currently stood upon. His purpose for being on this planet was mainly in order to enhance his senses, yet there are always opportunities to grow. Perhaps he would take one of them here, he thought to himself.
(begin app: force speed)
(Word requirement: 700)
(begin)
Prazutis bent down, feeling the power of the dark side within the muscle fibers in his legs. He looked forwards, concentrating. If he could work through his force jumping ability, but dum it down to prevent himself from going too high in the air, or too fast for his legs to catch up with, then he may be able to use it consistantly and turn it from a series of jumps to a stride or run using the force’s power. Such speed that would amount from that, however, he would have to be mindful of. One false step and he would be tumbling along the ground, or in another kind of undesirable end to his attempt at this potential ability. He would have to try to hold himself back, not using the full power he could store within him in order to keep himself stable on the ground. Kneeling for a moment, Prazutis looked forward before feeling the force’s power flow through his legs, using only his right leg to propel himself forward.
Prazutis focused as he shot forward, taking a step and propelling himself again, but this time he was sent a couple feet in the air. Upon landing, he rolled on his shoulder back to a vertical base, looking forward again.
Too much power, Prazutis thought to himself. He needed to keep his cool for this power, and not let his emotions overpower his concentration.
Prazutis looked at himself a moment before pushing forward again, reaching out to the force and holding himself near the ground after each bound that he took. Now, Prazutis thought, came the hard part.
Quickly turning to the right, seeing the continuous plains still in front of him. He waited a second before kicking his foot forward again, he quickly ran, turning more and more with each step. However, the radius was too wide. He needed to find a way to cancel his momentum on one spot without injuring himself.
Prazutis thought a moment, moving forward still before he turned completely around, kicking out at the ground again and sending a burst of telekinetic impetus behind him, propelling himself forward, but not without consequences.
Prazutis held his left leg as he was flung forward, rolling through the tall grass as he nursed the sudden, sharp pain in his knee.
Prazutis stood, fury in his eyes as he took off again, leaning forward to keep himself from going into the air. He only took one strong step before he kicked his leg out to his left, putting his hand out and sending a burst of wind to the side as he shot the opposite direction, turning his body right after he stepped. As long as he didn’t gain too much speed, he thought, he would be alright.
Another leap forward, another kick to the side and a burst of speed that threw him at speeds that could almost match a normal speeder.
Prazutis focused on controlling his direction, along with not having to put his hand out when turning, both to protect the limb and to open it up to assist his attack.
Prazutis took out his lightsaber and stopped, focusing on the strain that his leg muscles were taking. Seeing that the force’s energy was doing most of the work, he was relieved to see he wasn’t doing too much and harming himself.
Taking off once more, Prazutis kicked back and forth, tremendous speeds being negated against one another as he used the force as a launchpad, pushing off of it to fly back and forth inside of a controlled distance for about a minute or so, before finally turning and sending one smaller burst of energy to try and stop himself, still pressing forward from his forward momentum and falling into the grass, not expecting the momentum to carry as much as it had.
Standing, Prazutis sighed and leapt once, putting his feet out and send another burst, this one sending him backwards and into the grass once again, onto his back as he looked up into the blue sky.
Prazutis growled and got to his feet again, taking two monumental steps and using the same burst he used before, this time putting his feet out to the side as he slowed, his feet holding the momentum he kept and letting him slide a couple inches into a full halt before he swung his lightsaber, the tops of the grass blades falling to the ground.
Prazutis nodded and took off again, a few steps before he pushed in front of him without lifting his arms, sliding once again against the ground and pushing back with his own strength, before turning back and swiping again with his lightsaber. Truly, he could now control his speed and his deceleration.
(end force app: Force speed)
(word requirement: 700 words)
(word count: 795 words)
(begin app: force speed)
(Word requirement: 700)
(begin)
Prazutis bent down, feeling the power of the dark side within the muscle fibers in his legs. He looked forwards, concentrating. If he could work through his force jumping ability, but dum it down to prevent himself from going too high in the air, or too fast for his legs to catch up with, then he may be able to use it consistantly and turn it from a series of jumps to a stride or run using the force’s power. Such speed that would amount from that, however, he would have to be mindful of. One false step and he would be tumbling along the ground, or in another kind of undesirable end to his attempt at this potential ability. He would have to try to hold himself back, not using the full power he could store within him in order to keep himself stable on the ground. Kneeling for a moment, Prazutis looked forward before feeling the force’s power flow through his legs, using only his right leg to propel himself forward.
Prazutis focused as he shot forward, taking a step and propelling himself again, but this time he was sent a couple feet in the air. Upon landing, he rolled on his shoulder back to a vertical base, looking forward again.
Too much power, Prazutis thought to himself. He needed to keep his cool for this power, and not let his emotions overpower his concentration.
Prazutis looked at himself a moment before pushing forward again, reaching out to the force and holding himself near the ground after each bound that he took. Now, Prazutis thought, came the hard part.
Quickly turning to the right, seeing the continuous plains still in front of him. He waited a second before kicking his foot forward again, he quickly ran, turning more and more with each step. However, the radius was too wide. He needed to find a way to cancel his momentum on one spot without injuring himself.
Prazutis thought a moment, moving forward still before he turned completely around, kicking out at the ground again and sending a burst of telekinetic impetus behind him, propelling himself forward, but not without consequences.
Prazutis held his left leg as he was flung forward, rolling through the tall grass as he nursed the sudden, sharp pain in his knee.
Prazutis stood, fury in his eyes as he took off again, leaning forward to keep himself from going into the air. He only took one strong step before he kicked his leg out to his left, putting his hand out and sending a burst of wind to the side as he shot the opposite direction, turning his body right after he stepped. As long as he didn’t gain too much speed, he thought, he would be alright.
Another leap forward, another kick to the side and a burst of speed that threw him at speeds that could almost match a normal speeder.
Prazutis focused on controlling his direction, along with not having to put his hand out when turning, both to protect the limb and to open it up to assist his attack.
Prazutis took out his lightsaber and stopped, focusing on the strain that his leg muscles were taking. Seeing that the force’s energy was doing most of the work, he was relieved to see he wasn’t doing too much and harming himself.
Taking off once more, Prazutis kicked back and forth, tremendous speeds being negated against one another as he used the force as a launchpad, pushing off of it to fly back and forth inside of a controlled distance for about a minute or so, before finally turning and sending one smaller burst of energy to try and stop himself, still pressing forward from his forward momentum and falling into the grass, not expecting the momentum to carry as much as it had.
Standing, Prazutis sighed and leapt once, putting his feet out and send another burst, this one sending him backwards and into the grass once again, onto his back as he looked up into the blue sky.
Prazutis growled and got to his feet again, taking two monumental steps and using the same burst he used before, this time putting his feet out to the side as he slowed, his feet holding the momentum he kept and letting him slide a couple inches into a full halt before he swung his lightsaber, the tops of the grass blades falling to the ground.
Prazutis nodded and took off again, a few steps before he pushed in front of him without lifting his arms, sliding once again against the ground and pushing back with his own strength, before turning back and swiping again with his lightsaber. Truly, he could now control his speed and his deceleration.
(end force app: Force speed)
(word requirement: 700 words)
(word count: 795 words)