Exacerbate

Initiate the soundless candence.

Once, there was an agent. His name no longer resonates. Everything he was ceased to be when he joined the Sith's power base. The games he played, everything that ever was about him. Gone, like an extinguished flame.

It rose in his place. Gleaming metal and cybernetics took the place of red flesh and white bone. Software replaced a fleshy brain. A mechanical thing of terror and soundless terror. Even We cannot glimpse it's thoughts. And We exist out of time; out of space. History happens all at once.

It has no voice. It is content to steal the voices of others. Sowing discord and tragedy amongst those it infiltrates. It will not stop; it cannot stop. What the Sith created cannot be held; only bound for a small amount of time.

Off in a distant sector of Corellia, there was a jingling.

But it was not a pleasant jingling. It was accompanied by the roar of engines along with an ungodly scream that chilled the bones of any who heard it.

Unfortunately, some Republic soldiers did hear it.

From the seat of the jingling speeder, something leapt out. In some senses, it almost looked like a Sith, but the armor was all too wrong. It was far too casual and possibly cheery. In fact, the scariest thing about it was the helmet that looked far too much like a cybernetic skull.

The soldiers in question tried to fire at it, but with several swings of it’s lightsaber, the creature deflected the blaster bolts. It seemed to enjoy toying with it’s opponents before going back to the speeder and pulling something out from the back. With a shriek, a small cylindrical package was thrown out with three words written on it.

Merry Life-Day.

The canister cracked itself open and out came seven Widows. There was no more room for doubt; this thing was Darth Voidscream. But they didn’t have much time for thinking as the Widows found their way in through the open segments of the Republic soldier’s armor.

It was not enough that Darth Voidscream had a very well known dislike of the 'impure', mostly in regards to aliens, humans. Anything that was not Pureblood.

Tholgeth just stares at his datapad, frowning before typing out a response, "No, they are not. Who even asks these questions anyway?!"

Every Imp down in Kaasville

Liked Lifeday a lot

But Voidscream

Who lived just north of Kaasville

Did not!

Tholgeth hated Lifeday! The whole Lifeday season!

Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.

It could be his helmet wasn’t screwed on quite right.

It could be, perhaps, his armor was too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason of all