*This is a thread were you can release your HATRED and all your ANGER upon the galaxy!!!!* (stardog) Stands motionless gazing up into the night, tracing the connections in the stars of the fallen sith of the past... The sith apprentice reflects his fury into this moment in time. His eye's glowing against the stars as he draws his light saber igniting it fast CRACK HISS!!! He throws the ruby blade high into the sky as he makes a defensive stance extending his arm behind him as his saber falls into his grip. He throws a bottle of beer into the air, the bottle spinning and dancing against the stars. The sith leaps into the air twirling his light saber around in a blur has it slice through the neck of the bottle, the beer foaming out of it. Stardog lands on the ground silently as the bottle falls into his grip, his lightsaber extenguishing quickly ZHHHHHHH! He takes a drink from the fine lager as the cut bottle neck slices his lip. The apprentice kills the beer and looks back into the stars as the blood slowly runs off his lip. "I can feel the sith rising..." he whispers to the stars.