[center][b]The Unknown Regions[/b][/center]

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“Aaaahhahahahaha yes! Yes!” The raspy, guttural lizard like vocal chords chimed with their usual discordance as the second bird like pair brought a second, shrill voice out that echoed across the odd shaped, silver vessel. Ahead of them, in a sea of pinks and blues an immense dagger like behemoth breached. Thick gaseous clouds and hyper condensed liquid rained off its enormous bluish gray sides causing a cascade of fire and brilliant orange lightning that made the immense vessel appear almost alive. Wider than the average Executor class Star Destroyer the Intimidator cut a ferocious swath through the brilliant gasses and the ocean of condemned hydrogen and helium that were the remnants of the cosmic afterbirth of a stillborn gas giant.


Far in the distance, dark eyes espied a planet, it was mostly dead but it had once been home to a teaming biomass and a thriving civilization. A world city denser in size than Coruscant’s bones lined the world. The only flickering lights coming from the crews billeted on ad hoc Atmospherically controlled settlements, as thousands of Imperial soldiers and tens of thousands of engineers began to strip mine the cosmic graveyard for the raw materials needed to prepare for the undertaking that would come, one day. “Yes! Ahh Shira Brie! Lovely protestitute! You brought Tash so many wondrous presents!”


Months prior, on the eve of Endor an elite strike team led by Lumiya and Flint raided the Blackfleet, slew the command and drove the Yaveetha out of their stolen armada. Back from the dead Demtrius Zaarin The First Grand Admiral stormed the deck of the Intimidator in triumph and compelled by visions from a gifted Dwarf, led as much of the core of his old command and the liberated Imperial soldiers away, away to the mysterious allies Lumiya brought them. Nagai, who’d shown up periodically over the history of the Galaxy, always in small bands of refugee ships, always as scouts or colonists, or prospectors but never in force, never aggressively. And so they were dismissed as a minor nuisance. “We’ve allocated the aft wing of the Intimidator to you, your laboratories shall be there Scientist” One Nagai remarked, taking an unconscious step back as the shabby coated monstrosity bent its body unnaturally, its long, bird like neck and waddle shaking as its tail curled, both its primary arms and the two, hideously atrophied appendages reached out towards the transparasteel of a window as its tongue lulled out the side of its snout. “Excellent! Gray faced, black eyed chronic depressives have been more than gracious to poor Tash! Stupid Arkanians, just because a uterus has never been used to self replicate a hypermatter bomb does not mean that;s impossible! Felecatians fart helium and shape change! This implies that there is something other than carbon in their makeup! Tash was merely seeking to bring utility to stupid, useless pink eyed reprobate beast men!” A whimpering tsk, tsking noise came from the abomination, an odd dirge like quality to it. “No one listens to Tash! Tash told burn faced wizard that if he continued thirsting after bald harlots his force powers would atrophy and degenerate! And LOOK WHAT HAPPENED! COULD NOT SEE THAT TORTURING MENTALLY DEFECTIVE BABY BROTHER’S DESERT BAKED IDIOT CHILD IN FRONT OF HIM WOULD RESULT IN DISABLED PERSON TANTRUM!”


  “Now Empire in hand of Arkanian Jedi whore! And stupid man bat thing and ugly heterochromatic female! No one listens to Tash and UNIVERSE EXPLODES!” The being wrung both his hands, looking at once hideous and oddly pathetic. “All Tash wishes to do is gift the universe with science! And cure...personal deficiency in production capacity! Except Shira Brie, who is best of crippled, mentally retarded baby brothers whores..Shira Brie always listened to Tash and Tash always does best to please Shira Brie!”


“You will refrain from addressing my master as a whore abomination!” Flint snapped, his armor tensing around his body as if the very energies he’d summoned through the force to lash out at Tash, to batter his body were so repulsed by his being that passed around him, refused to touch him and gently pushed back against his being. As if the force itself rejected its existence. 

The Creature let out an incredulous laugh “Child please!”

“Enough Flint, he is a creature so thoroughly decayed he exists as if in mockery of life itself. The force itself denies him he is a wound, a tumor in it.”  Lumiya was unphased by the creatures babbling, his rants uninterested her avenging herself and her masters against Skywalker and the Rebels mattered more.

“It seems this creature continues to be full of surprises. He is impervious to your wizardry?” A Nagai a frankenstein esque head of hair and an amused demeanor said as he sharpened a knife in a chair nearby.

“The force flows in all things his modifications to his being simply dull its effects.”

“It sounds like you are merely compensating in front of our new friends my Dark lady.” Zaarin spoke freely around the prospective Sith Lord. She could not slay him now while she still needed his technological expertise.

“Do not test me Grand Admiral, just because I am not that Jedi usurper who slays Grand Admirals and force users on a whim doesn’t mean I can’t simply find other ways to make you suffer. I did not forget your attempt on the Emperor’s life and your foolish rebellion.”

“I did not forget you still need allies in wake of this new Jedi Rebellion, like it not my dear Lady you need me and my technological might as I need a figurehead to lead the Empire out of this ruin.” He was contemptuous of the so called force users, much like Trachata and Gentis before him Zaarin chafed under the Sith Lords rule of the Empire and their cabal or mystics. But compared to that Arkanian abomination their rule was more...secular.  The Rebels on the other hand were Rebels who wanted the depravity of the Old Republic back. 

Lumiya’s eyes narrowed behind her mask and she stared down the insolent Grand Admiral intensely.
“There's no need to be upset, I'd rather follow you over the Alien at least. Krennel despite his barbarity had a semblance of a point.” 

She merely raised her hand and pressed the man into the wall leaving him reeling on the polished floor.

“Stop chattering and update me with your collaboration with the Faruun Shipbuilders Admiral. We need to prepare our forces for the invasion. There must be no distractions.”

“The ...Nagai’s cloaking technology is superior to my own we are...making progress customizing my fleet with it, it just needs time.” Zaarin said as he attempted to pick himself up.


As the transient with pale skin and black eyes remarked about the limit of the Dark woman’s powers it seemed as though the monstrosity was about to speak only for it to go silent as another figure revealed itself. The creature raised one of its atrophied appendages to begin scratching at its neck, mechanical eye suddenly bulging out of its socket to zoom in until it had a solid look at the facial structure, the skin, its blemishes and its scars. “Aaahh! Grand Admiral Tinkerer!” As soon as the man was pushed into a wall the creature let out an annoyed hiss as if Lumiya’s antics had interrupted some momentous reunion. Beside him, Flint stared through his armor gazing at the creature, again attempting to probe it with the force only to find his powers rejected its very nature yet, pushing hard enough the youth could almost catch a glimpse of something coursing through its veins beyond the disgusting black sludge that passed for its blood. As if, the force swirled around it, delved into it, attempting to restore the accident of its birth.


-Is this monstrosity a spawn of Sith Alchemy?- the force seemed to flood his senses with a looming dread and a sense of revelation profound as it was maddening. Apprehension filled the arrogant fanatic and he quickly turned his attention to the conflict between Zaarin and..Oh kriff. Flint turned and gave a look of surprise as the being began to loudly rant about Felacatians and organic dirty bombs. Lumiya said that Palpatine kept this monster around, even regarded with a fair approximation of fondness but all Flint saw was horror and a mind that was as based in predatory instinct as it was in brilliance. “W..why..would you ever wish to make a rad bomb out of a female of any species?” At once the would be Sith realized he might regret the answer to such a question. The creature, for his part seemed to have paused in his grotesque quest to scratch his waddle with arms almost too short to reach. “Hah! Speeder racing, spice using burned Dark Lord ask Tash the same question! Tash pointed out that a retrovirus that creates bombs inside disgusting shape changing cat people was useful when violent rebel primitives based so much of their military on heterogeneity! Feh! Silly Rebels boast of having two thousand systems and eighteen species in their memberbase! Where they see strength in variety Tash sees eighteen thousand ways to attack each species! “ the creature clicked its beak like snout as if disappointed in something, recalling perhaps long ago settled arguments with the Dark Lord as Vader watched on in vexatious silence. “Silly burned faced Dark Lord! Tash tell him legions of non humans was spectacular idea! Limited may be but Tash could improve! Conscript or volunteer, all bodies belong to Empire yes? Tash says to the netherrealms with such provincial thinking as humanocentrisim! Humanocentrism good for governance but interferes with poor Tash’s research into making better men for better empire! Epidermally compromised Dark lord and ambling, wheezing retarded brother always tell Tash to abandon such folly as if true science is ever folly! Oooohhh the progress Tash could have made!” the creature whined dejectedly “So many races made better! So many wonders to discover! Perhaps even proper methods of sating poor Tash’s carnal needs!” The being shook its head, the conversation becoming suddenly one filled with despair and thirst. “Tash once offer to create new body for wheezing cripple, with DNA from Orbalisk, Rhakghul, Sarlaac and orphans! But poor Tash was thrown against a wall for his charity” the creature let out an unnatural guttural howl of frustration. Behind it, two more Star Dreadnaughts one an Assertor Class Super Star Destroyer, the other looked like the lone surviving Sovereign Class, each breached with the same intensity and together they caused massive tidal waves thousands of meters in height which rippled across the vastness of the Nebula, their escort ships swarming around the behemoths, as flying fish scattered by a pair of whales on a breach. 


“Even with Knife’s new allies and the marriage of our cloaking technologies and vessels, it will still take some five years for the rest of our people to arrive and an additional ten to make their vessels combat ready” What might have passed for a Nagai General intoned, his teeth clenched as he gazed at the force users. “Your empire must accommodate us, you must wait”


“Tash can help make the planet serviceable for your kind pale faced melodramatic alien! Baaahh so much lack of efficiency, make war in five years, have world ready for temporary settlement!” The transport ship began to dock with the Intimidator as the conversation seemed to stop as Tash put in his “advice”. “Tash has experience with planetary engineering! Why Tash was the one who cracked the genetic code of Zeno-oh...ahh AHHHHHAAREEEEEE! TASH FORGOT THAT HIS ONCE MIRACULOUS ACHIEVEMENT IN PROCREATION WITH THE GREY SOUP MONSTERS CHANGE ALL THINGS...REMEMBER NOTHING OF THAT TASH SEES...SHAAAAMMMEEE HIS GREATEST SCIENTIFIC ACHIEVEMENT DENIED IN ALL WAYS!” The creature whales and ruefully gestured to its crotch screaming in sheer frustration before continuing “but Tash can make you armada...with Faruun Shipbuilders! Yes! Though, though, serviceable genetic material needed for world engineering!” the creature stalked forward grabbing the nearest Nagai and Lumiya.


“TASH SEES IT NOW..MOMENT OF GENIUS! TASH CAN UNIFY NETTI AND WOOKIE DNA..CREATE LIVING MEAT TREES THAT RIP FROM DEAD WORLD BELOW AND MAKE CITY BREATHABLE AND HABITABLE...TASH CAN DO THIS YESS! BUT RAW MATERIAL IS NEEDED! ...And many aids who are deaf, Tash finds the moral bloviating of over ethical colleagues a tedious burden! Stupid Arkanians, Tash only vivisect eight million infants and implant them with orbalisk, Coruscanti-corridor worm hybrids! Not Tash’s fault force have seizure when stupid bald priest spy man attempt to use magic on test subjects! Tash not responsible for subatomic division among infants! TASH WARNED THERE WOULD BE CONSEQUENCES WHEN BEFOULING TASH’S PURE, VIRGINAL SCIENCE WITH CARNIVAL MAGIC!!!!”


“Ah yes the Emperor’s pet mutant bioengineer it's good to know you survived this upheaval, I’ve tried to contact your contemporary Blackhole but I doubt he cares to answer.” Zaarin said attempting to compose himself in front of the Aliens and the Dark Lords by switching topics. He was too sympathetic to the creatures disdain of parlor trickery despite the unpleasantness of his procedures but they produced results.


“You know this...creature?” Flint asked almost disdainfully, regretting deeply his foolishness at asking “Tash” why it wanted to weaponize the reproductive organs of Xenos in some of the most unnatural of ways. The creature itself seemingly answered for Zaarin bobbing its head and making a mix of pleasing sounding cooing noises and guttural rumbles that sounded like a Zegobah Swamp lizard making a mating call. Behind him, the Nagai known as Knife made a sound resembling a chuckle that seemed to alternate between laughter and disgust. As the vessel docked however, the whole of the Galaxy stopped spinning as the creature began referring to both Blackhole and a being who was clearly the Emperor and then Darth Vader with a kind of casual disrespect and disdain that set his blood to boiling and he grabbed the creature by the gruff of the fabric around its hunched back and odd medical equipment that rested under the ridge like casing and slammed him against transparasteel, fans inside the hump like ridge whirred angrily and the Creature made an odd gasping noise “YOU DARE?!” “Stupid Child puts hand on Tash! FEH! WHAT DOES WHINING ARMORED CASED BUFFOON KNOW?!” The words themselves didn’t phase Flint so much as the look in its one, remaining organic eye. A look that matched the utterly unholy sensations he and his master felt when that vile Arkanian witch wielded her powers for the first time, the same unnatural chill, a pained cry in the force. It was if he was staring into the embodiment of sentient intellect unmoored and freed from anything resembling honor, compassion, ethics, or conviction. It was pure, unhindered drive and progress, a need to push forward without any heed to the consequences of ceaseless, rudderless change. His hand twitched, knowing in that moment if he didn’t let go, this creature would not die by his hand but instead become his executioner, or worse his advocate.


Flint released him and stepped back and the monster dusted itself off and turned to the Nagai, Lumiya and the Grand Admiral. “Tash can solve your vexatious problems and shorten your preparation time by five years! Perhaps more, but Tash can only do so, with proper autonomy! Will gracious whore, beneficent pale parasite and temarous Tinkerer permit Tash to work without hindrance?! Will they permit humble, scorned, poor Tash to pursue the art of science for the Empire!? For the Sith...FOR SCIENCE?!”