What HappenedAtton opened his eyes slowly, he was slammed against the dash. He pushed himself up carefully and looked out the windshield. The Ebon Hawk was wedged in between two rock masses, frequent lightening scattered around, the wild winds howling about the ships metal skin. He had lost control. The winds were much more then he had thought, and there was a thick fog that hid much of the jagged rock that stood tall into the air. He had, had a very bad feeling before they arrived to Malchor, and it had proven right. He wiped the blood from his nose and felt his forehead, feeling a painful gash there. Looking about the control panel, it was obvious they had lost power. He reached around and turned the switches to their off positions, flipping a few back on just to see if anything would come on. Nothing did. He pushed himself from the chair, grabbing the back of the seat for leverage. The ship was tipped forward slightly; it was a climb uphill to make his way to the hallway. He grabbed the edge ofWhat Happened9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Survivor, A TraitorHer head swam as she regained consciousness, the world around her spinning. She'd been walking point,her men behind her when she felt a sudden blast of pain and everything went black. She becomes aware of voices above her.A Survivor, A Traitor7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Is she dead, Sir?"
"Yes, but I'll make sure it's finished. The rest of you head back and finish mopping up the droids. I've got this."
"Yes, Sir," his men answer in unison and move off to help the rest of their brothers finish the battle.
She hears him make his way down the slope she'd fallen down when he'd shot her, and slowly rolls over to see him crouch over her. She slowly,painfully tries to scoot back from him as he reaches out for her.
"Why..." she croaks, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. "Why,Rex?"
"Orders," he replies simply. His head tilts to the side for a moment,then he answers the transmission. "Yes, she's dead. Putting one final round in her to make sure." He pulls his blaster out and fires into the rocks a few feet from her.
Halo:Twisted Origin chapter 2Halo:Twisted Origin chapter 211 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chap 2: Down the Narrow path
A child is a child regardless of race, sex, or spices. Troublesome they may be they are often times full of wisdom and should not be ignored.
Anna had woken up in the middle of the night when she heard what only could have been called shivering from the elite Tokuamalee who had rescued her the day previous. When she quietly walked over to the bed she found out that was exactly what the Elite was doing. Had her mind been any older she would have blanched at the seemingly human action, but because she was still young she instead hauled the blankets she had curled up in back over to the bed and had tossed them as best as she could over the large elite. It was also then in her sleepy haze that she climbed up into the corner of the bed and curled back up and drifted back into her sleep.
Tokuamalee was not aware that he had fallen asleep before Anna had gotten out of the shower. In fact most of the events of the day before were hazy when he first got up. So his i
Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 4Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 410 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 4: Twisting fate
A few more words were said by Truth to the counsel, and every last word was in his own tongue. Anna watched patiently and swayed to the strange music that rumbled from Truth's throat. She was nearly asleep standing when Truth's singsong voice changed back and dismissed the counsel in Elite. Her toes were hurting and she had long ago gone back to resting on her heals. Anna could hear voices behind her as the guards stepped up to surround her, Tokuamalee, and the now newly pronounced fleet commander. Unlike yesterday people were filtering out at their leisure and none of the guards was forcing them from their seats. Anna kept her eyes focused on the bottom part of Truth's floating chair.
"Dervish?" Truth said drifting over to the three standing on the small platform. "Your flagship and fleet await. You are going to be given relatively small assignments till you are comfortable with controlling the fleet. Are you sure you want to take this assignment, as it seems
My Star Wars OC: Sehk'metDisclaimer: All things related to Star Wars including locations, characters, ship designs, powers and anything I may have forgotten are property of George Lucas.My Star Wars OC: Sehk'met7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Name: Sehkmet Drathana
Actual Age: 43
Physical Appearance: 21
Height: 507 (1.70 meters)
Weight: 141 lbs. (63.9 kilograms)
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Hair Style: Uses multiple styles depending mostly on her mood but always has three thin braids about seven inches long between her left eye and left ear.
Eye Color: Bluish-green
Distinguishing marks: Has a Mandalorian clan tattoo on her right arm.
Clothing: Clothing varies between locations and battle situations but prefers loose fitting attire.
Affiliation: Zahn Consortium Criminal Organization
Personality: Sehkmet is very ambitious, highly int
Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 3Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 310 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 3: A means to an end.
To accept one's self is going to die makes one able to find calm. To want to live, means that one has strength. Finding strength and finding calm is a task most men will never complete. However the man that finds it can have the world at his fingertips.
Tokuamalee blanched when Regret waved his hand signaling the guards to come up and grab him, and grab the Captain.
"< Bring the Human to me. >" Regret said his floating chair hovering closer.
Anna watched as the guards grabbed Tokuamalee, and came to grab her. She didn't know what to do, she couldn't tell if the Prophet was angry, happy, sad. His sing song voice masked what he was saying. She didn't understand. When the Elite guard grabbed her by her sore wrist it took all her strength not to call out in pain. His grip was tight and she could feel her bones grinding painfully together. Twisting around she could see that the Captain had looked up and Tokuamalee was panicked. Scowling sh
The emerge of a Sith-prologueThe emerge of a Sith-prologue10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I want to heal
I want to feel
Like I'm close to something real
I want to find something I've wanted all along
...somewhere I belong
Signals breached the silence of the deep space, distress signals to be true. The signals contained the exact coordiantes of the ship in hope that somebody would find it before everything is lost. After a few hours somebody returned the signal to the ship, letting the captain give out a sigh in relief that he was saved. Yet his happyness didn't take long as the monitor showed the ship on the radar, it was a "pirate" ship that possibly came to rob him out or to kill him and take his ship. The lizard like alien who was the only passenger of the ship he owned hoped that somebody else will also get the signals of the ship before it is too late.
The large ship, large compared to the small merchant ship, floated next to it connecting to the airlift like if a big mosquito attackes to a humans skin as they would say. Picking up his standar blaster he readied
FreedomFreedomFreedom9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What is freedom?
Some say that it's the will to do anything without restraints....
Others say that it's an excuse to escape responsibility....
While I say that it is to be free....
But from what?
Who pays the price of freedom?
Some say that being free from bondage bears no price....
Others say that no one will shelter you afterwards....
While I say that it is eventually granted....
But by who?
Where does freedom come from?
Some say that it comes from the will to be free....
Others say that it is born from chaos....
While I say that finding it can lead you freely....
But to where?
Why do I even desire freedom?
Some say that it's natural to dream about it....
Others say that yearning it is foolish....
While I say that it's too complicated to understand....
Even if these questions were to be answered
Would they be the solution to gain freedom?
I am a like a canary that yearns to be free despite living in a cage....
Is freedom out of my reach or is there a chance to grasp
AngerI want to be angry,Anger9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I want to have rage,
I want to destroy them,
And make them pay.
I want the energy to get rid of this fear,
I want to hurt them like the soul I have here.
Inside my heart, it bleeds with sadness.
It aches with pain, and rises with madness.
I wish to have the strength to kill them all.
I wish to seek vengeances but I cannot climb my walls.
The walls of sanity are strong within me
But soon they will crumble,
And the demons will be released!
I will hurt them one day, one day I will.
The day I lose control, they will pay…
…dearly they will
Halo: Twisted Origin chapter 1Halo: Twisted Origin chapter 111 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sometimes life is not everything that it seams. Some people will live out their lives completely untouched and ignored by the forces at work. However, some people are destined for great things .Often times the greatness of people is overlooked, they are singled out, leaving them alone and ridiculed. Yet these are the people that are truly strong. It is these people who will stand up. It is these people who will fight for everyone's freedom.
They are tough. They are proud. And they have no fear.
Dust swam around the closed windows of the elementary school making the place full of children seem barren. The planet Lecithin was a long forgotten colony of earth, surviving somehow off of the meager crops it's poor soil produced. The people were poor, the land was poor, and the whole planet was over crowded. Children were left abandoned while their parents died. The war with the covenant was the graceful end all were looking for on this planet, no more suffering,
Battle of the MindBattle of the Mind9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
**The battle first fought is the battle of the mind. But how can one defeat oneself?**
"You cannot be me. You are the darkness, the symbol of all that is truly evil in this galaxy. I cannot be you, I am nothing like you!"
"I am you; you are me; we are one and the same."
You ready your blade, I ready mine, I channel my rage, my fury, and our blades clash; it has begun, the battle of wills, memories, the battle of a split mind wanting to be whole, and neither side is willing to compromise.
"I am you; you are me; we are one and the same."
We weave in and out, meeting, parting, our blades clashing, slashing in our dance of death. You know my every weakness, you know my every strength, you know my every move, as I do.
"I am you; you are me; we are one and the same."
I try to drive you out, but you only throw more of your self at me, not only with your blade, but with what you remember… With each attack, each parry, each dodge, memories rush through me, and I see
Star Wars: Dark AgesStar Wars: Dark Ages11 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Metal claws clicked over the floor of the cockpit, and a loud coughing rang through the air as he made his way through the main corridor. Flanked by two droids, this male was a powerhouse of cunning and malevolence, infamous for his reputation as a Jedi slayer.
"Ready the droids." He ordered with a wave of his metals claws.
"Roger, roger." The droid said, nodded twice quickly and walking off to the other commanders.
Grievous groaned and shook his head, turning to face a cloaked firgure standing before him. "Well, to what do I owe this pleasure?" He chuckled, but it rolled into a heavy cough.
Thaydin tilted her head at the General, but she smirked from beneath the hood of her cloak. "The War." She replied, taking a step back as Grievous flashed her a side-glance.
"I see." He purred, folding his hands together and lowering his head slightly. His cunning demeanor made him a smooth talker, and this drew Thaydin to him. The female Sith had always looked up to Grievous as a powerful figure..
.One Last Lie..One Last Lie.10 years ago in Post-Teen (Mature) More Like This
Sits in silence at a filled table, feeling the chatter of the voices wash over her, not stirring her from her own private thoughts. She's really just waiting to go home and be alone, but to let down the façade would prove more trouble than its worth.
Sitting Waiting Watching
Closing her mind back into her own thoughts she pulls at her sweater, trying to feel for the place that once held a heart. Feelings, words, silvery touches glide through her memory as she recalls the journey that got her to where she is now.
When did she change?
She hates what she has become, but she is helpless to change it – she is only what he has made her. Shaped and curved to perfection, everything he wants her to be. She recalls when she used to smile and mean it, when words meant everything and touches even more. She remembers promises made way back then, and still made – still meaning nothing. Just made to pass the time. That's all they're doing now. Passi
Evidence of A Broken HeartEvidence of A Broken Heart11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I held my breath
And pleaded with the
To pour harshly onto my shoulders
I wanted to burn the memories
Needed to wash you out of my mind
Off of my skin
Out of my heart
And I pressed against the place on my hip
Where your hands had held me firmly-
Tried to rub your fingerprints away
And rinse them
Too much evidence of the broken heart
I gave you to destroy
I counted the number
I'd run back to you
With the tears that slid softly
Down my porcelain skin
In the same places your kisses
Had been placed on my body
My silent cries to heaven formed a vapor
Of the past around my head
As I pleaded
God, please take me back
...this beaten harlot
Do you think
It's possible for Him
To love me still?
If God has a price-
I passed it long ago
This needs to be the end
Of the cliff I'm hanging from
So I'll close my eyes
And let go
I'll let go
And I close my eyes
But all I can see
Star Wars Training GuideStage 1: youngling Essentially, the Master starts with a blank slate before him. The youngling knows little to nothing of the Force and its uses beyond instinct. It is tempting to skip this stage, but it carries a few essential stages that need to be explored if the person playing the youngling wants a good character development. Alternatively, the 'youngling' can start as somewhat older and more developed, having trained himself a bit before meeting a Master (this is more usual with Sith).Star Wars Training Guide5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Step 1: meeting the youngling and bonding Here is a chance for the Master and the student to communicate. Make sure that the other player gets some of your char's background and personality at this stage. This is also an essential part for character development. How the Master and the student experience each other can have great effects on how they grow, together or otherwise. Here, Jedi will typically be amicable while Sith stress their tradition of eternal strife and adversity from e
Final MissionIt is hot. My undersuit is maxed out with perspiration, and I watch a trickle of sweat roll down my cracked chestplate as I check my weapons one more time. I watch the tank drive away into a tiny dot and finally disappear. My left leg aches, still smoking from the cauterizing I gave it before I sent the team packing to the rendezvous. I injected a numbing shot into it as they left and I lay the last vial next to me and continue my gear check. My 'steel-shredder is at half charge, the '15' has less than that. I take the scope off of my M5 and attach it to the DC-15 rifle. I adjust the beam setting to maximum and set it back on the rock next to me. My two fully charged 's' blasters are holstered and the DC15s is zip-strapped to my dark green shoulder harness. My hand touches the two grenades and I check my gauntlets for charge. I zip-strap the core detonator to my right thigh.Final Mission9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When Time Stops..When Time Stops..10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't quite remember the time or the date, but I know it must have been around September, as the ground was slippery from the snow and rain and the wind whipped round cloaked heels like a cat chasing a butterfly. The train station was packed, full of people consumed in themselves - places to go, people to see. I was no exception, and my train had been late through no fault of mine. The department had been having so much trouble lately. I didn't even see you before I looked up to the clock that hung above stairs to the entrance of the station, whilst contemplating if it was worth making a run for it. The clock could have stopped ticking, for the moment I looked into your eyes the world fell away. Id like to think I was the cause of the faint blush that tinged your cheeks as I watched you survey your surroundings, but it could have just been the cold. All I knew now was that a million trains could come and go and I would have been oblivious – I just had to talk to you. As quickly as I
Aira-ty Nokta historyAira-ty Nokta history3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
NAME: Aira-ty Nokta
HOME PLANET: Lonagh Wha
HEIGHT: 1.67 meters
WEIGHT: 61 kilograms
SKIN: Pale purple-ish
WEAPON: As padawan a lightsaber with green colored blade
As a mercenary Westar-34 twin blasters and knife. Additional weapons: flame thrower, grenades, poisoned darts, hidden blades, etc.
After the Clone Wars she built a new lightsaber with purple colored blade
SHIP: part owner of the Slave I, and has a modified Swiftwind-class courier, the Sleek Blade.
Aira-ty bornt as the single child of her parents on Lonagh Wha. When she was 4 a Jedi Knight arrived to the planet and recognized the little girl’s force sensitivity and convinced her parents to let her go to the Jedi Temple.
In the Temple despite her best efforts Aira-ty remained strongly emotional and restless, almost unable to meditate but she was skilled at lightsaber fight.
She was very fond of her best friend Sabor Ng'hru, as a teen she even had a
..Destroy Something Beautiful..Destroy Something Beautiful11 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You - My dirty little secret.
You – my past, the boy I once saw my future in.
Us – a distant memory.
A box of memories you thought you think you've left behind, along with one night stands and waking up in a strangers house the morning after. A Pandora's box, full of the dark secrets you don't want to face, let alone admit to carrying. My secret was staring me in the face, begging to be brought out once more..
One last one night stand.
It was going to be a night of fun; giggles mixed with liquor and spa bubbles. Ill admit it now, I was nervous you were going – this was going to be the first of these nights we hadn't been "together" but I put the doubts out of my mind. The memories of you and I had faded and I had moved on, the evidence of that stood beside me in my embrace, fingers entwined loosely as they tightened around my waist. I guess you looked a little lonely as you watched us be together. Certainly your eyes darted to everywhere but mine as we sat around a table, making
Blue SkiesBlue Skies11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thine eyes, at night, reply
with glimpses, torrents and throes;
batting lashes as phoenix ashes,
skips of stone on open shores.
Wax to wane to bend friendly,
may this season be neverending:
rain drops on top,
wholesome sun on sole,
the non-stop motion of blossoms.
Thine eyes, at times, defy
all psychic laws,
some physical, too;
there's whimsy, lipstick, demure posture -
Fading FriendshipA smile as you walk byFading Friendship9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You look right through me
I call out your name
You turn the other way
Where did we go wrong?
Why did we walk this path?
Can we turn back the time
We only have moments left
Why toss them away
We use to be more
Faded to civil
Strange faces in crowded halls
jedi council notes 1The note that went round the Jedi council chamberjedi council notes 110 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
-Does Yoda ever SHUT UP??
-Hehe not by the look of things
-So how is your padwan?
-I'm a bit worried about him, I found copies of 'playjedi' under his bed
-EWWWW, you were under his bed?????
-YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN UNDER MY BED KENOBI SO SHUT UP!
-He pinched me………
-GET A LIFE I WOULD NEVER READ THAT!
-What's that under your chair then?
-…I……I'VE BEEN SET UP
-Sure you have, you will be saying that you don't fancy that Padmé next
-Awwww I could see them together, they would make such a cute pair ^^
-Kit, you hopeless romantic
-I know, it's a gift and a curse
-SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!!!! I DO NOT FANCY PADME AND I HAVE CERTAINLY NOT SECRETLY MARRIED HER!!!
-I wouldn't mind but we didn't say he did secretly marry Padmé…
-Oooooo I sense gossip in him
-Hehehehe I can't wa