Clone Wars: Shattered PiecesThere was liquid where Ahsokas montrals were supposed to be, an unusually light weight that canceled out the ultrasonic sense of space that she always subconsciously relied on. It sloshed on the edges of her hearing as she tried to sit up.Clone Wars: Shattered Pieces5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She passed a hand over her head (she thought that the hand should be shaking, but it was not, and there was more subtle fear in that then in what had produced the shaking at the start), and felt cool air where the curved tops of her soft horns should have been. A rounded plate covered her head where parts of her mind still told her the base of her montrals were. It emitted a warmth that felt to her palm like that of a datapad which has been running too long, a bright electric burn entirely unlike the unmistakable, softer glow of body heat.
She could remember battling Grievous, could remember when the viewport in his starships hallway cracked, although she did not know who had broken it. Then--she was thrown aside into freezing space th
Kung Fu Turtles 6Teenage Mutant Kung Fu TurtlesKung Fu Turtles 64 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 6: A good place to tell a secret?
During the festivities of the four turtles and their new found role in this valley Zeng had been flapping, and has finally reached his destination a frozen mountain terrain, with only one building of sorts. The black feathered goose was almost their, but his body didn't want to go any further. 'Getting tired, but I need to deliver this message.' The messenger of a master thought before diving onto a stone ledge with two guards and a locked double door behind them.
'Oh, great another follower of that hairball.' The guard to the left of the door thought while watching the bird fall. As soon as he was done scrapping his belly the two of them pointed their spears at the possible threat.
"WAIT! Wait, wait, wait! I bring a message " The nervous and exhausted flyer said to the two while turning from belly to back to finish,
Star Wars: On The HuntMaya Jeda stepped over a gnarled green vine and eased into the jungle. The plains of Shili ended abruptly, fields of waving turu-grass cut off by thick-boled trees. Where the occasional birdcall had sounded out there, the riot of sounds stopped as soon as Maya moved further into the jungle.Star Wars: On The Hunt3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The trees were widely spaced but surrounded by whole ecosystems of undergrowth. Even as she tried to step around the larger bushes and flowers, she heard animals start up again in the distance. There were dangerous creatures on this world; the native Togruta people were fanged and strong. Some groups still hunted akuls in a rite of passage to prove that even their children could survive when the wild inevitably bullrushed its way into civilization. Maya was glad to have her two lightsabers hanging at her hips, even if she didn't like the idea of fighting animals.
Those dangerous animals were the whole reason she was here. She had been hired to retrieve the urgluk bezoar, a hunk of nutrien
AC: Brotherhood OC TemplarAC: Brotherhood OC Templar3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Name: Saint Omicidio la Morte
Height: 6' 3"
Time period: Renaissance
Hair: (Colour and length) Shaved Head, no hair
Assassins, Templars or neutral?: Templar
Strengths: Brute Strength, Stamina, Heavily Armored
Weaknesses: Low Sight, due to mask, slower due to armour.
Clothing: Heavily plated body, helmet,
Physical Characteristics: (What so they look like?) Moderately Tall, muscular, vain
Weapon: (What do they fight with? A blade maybe or fists?) Broadsword, but advanced gear is Long Sword
Fighting Style: Engaged combat, by starting it first, not very effective in chases.
Profession: Overseeing other Templar agents for Cesare
Fears: (What are they afraid of?) Being alone, wide open spaces
Goals: Stop all assassin conduct in Italy
Habits: Prayer, Sacrificing Assassins to God
Personality: Very commanding but not to talkative.
Flaws: He has a soft spot for water (hydrophobia)
Peculiarities: (What makes them unique? Why are t
Battlefleet Cadia Pt 3Battlefleet Cadia Pt 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Makenna? On the intercom if you will."
"Yes Admiral. Captain, with your permission "
"Crew of the Raging Glory, we are dropping out of the warp in seven
Ugh, I hate dropping out of the warp
it always seems like the faces laugh at me
Focus, we are going to war.
We're catching them off guard.
Can't let them catch us off guard.
But what if
Oh shit, brace!
"Captain, we have no visual on any threats in the Cadia system, or any sign of there
being any sort of battle."
"Check sensors again, it may take them a few seconds to scan all around us."
"Captain! We've just lost contact with the Holy Grace!"
"What? From where?"
"I'm not sure, we have readings of a large heat source coming from where the Holy
Grace used to be, possibly an explosion of a sort."
"Admiral, what are your orders to the fleet?"
"Um, Navigator, do we have those se
Meditation OmegaMeditation Omega8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
a Star Wars Republic Commando: Hard Contact fanfiction by Tripleguess
She focused intently on the candle; one lone star in the otherwise dark room, beckoning as though it had something important to tell her.
And maybe it did. She ceased to feel her crossed legs and cold feet; forgot the press of folded hands against furrowed brow and the trickles of invading winter air from the room's countless cracks. Her attention was turned inward, on the steady glow of camaraderie nestled beneath layers of silence and privacy.
It was something she never shared with anyone, least of all Master Arligan Zey. He'd known, of course; he'd been there. He was a Master, after all, and as such had strongly recommended a course of action and expected her to take it.
She'd taken the first painful step; separation. Let them go. Stayed behind on this wretched backwater, with its ghosts and haunting associations. Perhaps Zey simply assumed she'd taken th
Could-have-been KingA broken crown of tarnished goldCould-have-been King4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Defeated armies, once so bold
An empty city of wraiths and dreams
A cultures soul, ripped at the seams
The could-have-been king showed his might
His meanwhile army brought forth bitter night
Time's fractured throne, held by golden lords
Master's hands push back red-robed hordes
And forced again to play his part
With healing hands and broken heart
A severed link to exalted halls
And back through time Gallifrey falls
Order 66- Why Should We?Towards the end of the Clone Wars the Chancellor exucuted Order 66, one of a series of Orders the Clones were programed to follow. The Order was:Order 66- Why Should We?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In the event of Jedi Officers acting against the interests of the Republic, and after receiving specific specific orders verified as coming directly from the Supreme Commander (Chancellor), GAR Commanders will remove those officers by lethal force, and command of the GAR will revert to the Supreme Commander (Chancellor) until a new command structure is established.
All Clone Troopers carried out their orders without hesitation and without any questions. The Order was relayed to the entire army. Because Clones don't know hatred or mercy and were following a legal order they did not show any mercy which might've tipped off some Jedi's through the force. On many worlds Jedi's were killed by the men they used to fight alongside.
But what if a Clone questioned the Order?
A StarWars HolidayXmasA StarWars Holiday3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What a bothersome holiday it was. Originally named after a religious icon, Christmas was a holiday for Christians, Catholics, and other dead religions associated with it. But after most of Earth religions died, this one holiday It thrived. It spread to other worlds for their own adaptation, and is now the one holiday that brings peace into the universe.
That is all I know about Xmas. And I find it pointless.
Even the other Separatists celebrate it. Every cycle, Nute Gunray hosts a celebration. There, members of the Confederacy can exchange gifts, converse, or simply enjoy a variety of food most common for Xmas. Of course, I never attend. And it isn't because I'm never invited. Social gatherings Is simply not for me.
It was the day of Xmas Eve. A4 for giving me an examination; I was laying on a bed all too familiar to me.
"Can't you go any faster?" I growl. I always hated going under the Doctor's watch. He always took his time for his own amusement.
"As much as I
Reunited Doesn't Feel So GoodReunited Doesn't Feel So Good3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Traveling to Discord's 'Cloud Castle' proved even more difficult than the five friends had imagined. In this warped, distorted world nothing ever was as it seemed and distance and depth perception were certainly fine examples of it.
"Ugh, this must be how Derpy Hooves feels!" Rainbow Dash groaned, her wings flapping wildly but sending her in all the wrong directions, especially down. "Poison Joke was better than this! At least than I KNEW when I was about to hit something, it didn't just run out in front of me!"
"I know it's frustrating girls but I think we're almost there." Twilight reassured them as best she could but sure enough, the castle continued to allude them. One moment it would be a mere few yards away, the next it would be miles. Trying to fly to it meant hitting an 'invisible wall' or getting swarmed by flying pigs and floating pies, and all that was provided you could even getting yourself off the ground! The whole ordeal was starting to take it's toll on the group
Star Wars/Star Trek (2)The fragile and stricken diplomatic ship managed to travel four parsecs before dropping out of hyperspace in a nebula.Star Wars/Star Trek (2)1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Onboard, Ahsoka climbed to her feet. Her left face was scarred by radiation suffered by a cosole explosion. With blood dirpping from her legs, she limped over to a console. "This is Ahsoka Tano of the diplomatic cruiser Valorum to any ship in range. We've been attacked by a unknown species. Our hyperdrive has been destroyed and most of our crew are dead or dying", she intoned.
in Aurebresh, the console read "Transmitter severely damaged. Message was not sent",
"Damn it!" shouted Ahsoka, banging her fists on the console.
The captian pulled a corpse off a console and studied it.
"How are we looking?" asked Ahsoka, running over to the captain's console.
"Not good. 10% of our crew are missing, our engine room has been flooded with radiation and as you could possibly tell, the transmitter is dead beyond repair", replied the cap
Star Trek/Star Wars (1)A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...Star Trek/Star Wars (1)1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Galactic chaos! Republic and Separatist forces are in total disarray as one by one, ships from both sides are disappearing in the mysterious Lorelan nebula. In response to this aggressive move, the Republic has dispatched Padme Amidala, Mon Mothma and Lux Bonteri to commence negotiations with this mysterious new enemy..
"Look who's here",
Former Jedi Padawan Ahsoka Tano opened her eyes to find herself in bed with her arm around Senator Lux Bonteri, a former Separatist.
"Hey, sweetheart", replied Lux.
Ahsoka climbed out of bed and washed her face in the bathroom.
"Are we there yet?" asked Lux, gazing out at the endless roads of space.
"I don't think so. Padme would've woken us up if we were", replied Ahsoka as she walked out of the bathroom and slipped on her two brown boots.
"I hope no one saw us", replied Lux.
"I'm not a Jedi anymore. Why wou
Aph in the tower of the Vargas resident cpt 1Aph in the tower of the Vargas resident cpt 12 years ago in Drama More Like This
Antonio stared at the gloomy castle towering before him, shuddering when more thunder roared and another lightning lit the sky. This certainly wasn't the most romantic place imaginable. Not that this had anything to do with love in the first place. His journey to the Vargas residence was nothing but strict business. Or well, as strict as an arranged marriage could be.
"My lord?" a deep voice asked from outside the carriage.
Antonio leaned out of the window to look at the tall figure that urged the stallions along the muddy road. The drivers back was straight, broad shoulder tensed from keeping the six horses in control, and blond hair sticking to his forehead, soaked from the rain.
"What's wrong?" Antonio asked, feeling unnerved by the weather as well as the muscular man.
"We are nearing the village." the man replied coldly with a thick German accent. "I suggest for you to be cautious against the people living here. Don't give anything away, however miserable they look. Fee
Dark Side Ahsoka: PreparationWar has come to the galaxy. Many say it is a fight for freedom and prosperity; but it in reality, it is a game and the prizes are pride and power. Both sides have the same interest. Both sides are corrupted. Even the Jedi, the guardians of the peace, have gained too much power. The Republican and Separatist senate have all been corrupted; all they care about now is wealth and power .and yet, they want more. No peace can be restored in this conflict. There is only one solution: cleanse the galaxy and rid it of it's vermin. One being was brave enough to use the idea: a Sith. He created a dark army through the power of alchemy. He made everything: soldiers, armored vehicles, weapons and ships. All he needed now was a successor: an apprentice. Luckily, he found one: a child with extraordinary potential with the blade of a lightsaber and the Force, seeking her true destiny. She was captured by him and was shown the true path of justice. At first, she did not believe; but yet, her masteDark Side Ahsoka: Preparation3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Order 66: Part IVThe molten gray and black storm clouds peeled back off of her interceptor'sOrder 66: Part IV7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
canopy as Jedi Master Genelle Genson pulled away from Doronaa's atmosphere and
into the inviting blackness of space. There wasn't much time, however, to enjoy
the sudden calm as her fighter broke the planet's natural pall and the drops of
water began to race back away from the central viewport of her ship's
bubble-like canopy. She would be completely out of the atmosphere in less than
ten seconds and, in the same amount of time, she would reach the maximum firing
range of Doronaa's stationed Venator-class Star Destroyer, the Star
Lines. And already she could see the cloud of ion-trails as the Star
Lines disgorged a squadron of ARC-170 starfighters.
More than likely Tee's squadron, she thought as she instantly began
running through weapons warm-ups and pre-battle checks. ARC Trooper 119-70, Tee
for short, was the commanding clone pilot on th
Order 66: Part IIClone Commander ARC 1104 had been given the code name Edge by Jedi Master Genson because he was known for quick, sharp decisions on and off the battlefield. Edge was bred from the ARC line of clones and, therefore, capable of more independant thought and actions than the standard 'trooper and, like all other clones from the ARC batch, Edge was put in command directly under the Jedi. He'd served with Master Genson and her padawan learner for more than a dozen missions on half that number of planets and, as a result of her stratagies and orders, Edge had yet to lose a single 'trooper from his battalion. A twi'lek of incredible resolve and commendable intelligence, Master Genson was a fine leader and unparalleled warrior. So, when the special comlink in his belt chimed, Edge knew that he was going to be faced with a rather harsh night.Order 66: Part II8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The soft twee of the link chimed once more as he pulled it out of his belt and, cradling the small devic
Clone Wars: BrothersDarth Maul looks up at the creature that is calling itself his brother.Clone Wars: Brothers2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He sees black stripes on a yellow face; hooked, tan horns; orange eyes. He sees black armor like the shell of a turtle. This must be another animal, come to fight Maul for his nest. Maul shivers all over, readying himself to get up. He arcs like a cat. He tastes the air with his teeth and his tongue. It smells like ashes and fire, but it always does. Maybe, somewhere, there's the tang of speeder exhaust from above, and something electrical.
The creature talks to him. The voice is deep, and the words, garbled. It has shoved its way into his den, and sniffed while it looked at his scrap metal and his fire and his drawings. It is a big, wide-shouldered creature.
Maul has trouble with words sometimes. He remembers that they used to be easy for him, but now they seem to stick and repeat instead of forming into new shapes quickly. The shapes of letters seem to have color and sound of their own.
Alternate TFU Ending- DarkStarkiller, having just fought the man who practically raised him for all of hisAlternate TFU Ending- Dark6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
life, who'd given him the knowledge of infinite dark energy, who'd nearly killed him twice
now, was dead. He leaped up from the lower level, stopping only to see Vaders body one more
time, and lands at the edge of the walkway.
Within the dome of the emperors tower, he watched as Palpatine tortured Rahm Kota, and when
it seemed that the former jedi general couldnt take any more, the Emperor blasts him with
another burst of lightning, knocking him out cold.
"Excellent" the lord of darkness said, turning his back to Starkiller "Vader was a broken
shadow of his former self."
"You have but one final test," he said as he pointed at Kota "Sever your ties to the Jedi,"
in the blink of an eye, his hand was now a gripped fist "And at last, you will be a Sith
He ignited his lightsaber and raised it over his head, casting him and Kota in an blue
glow. As he looked at his master, still struggling to even stand,
The Birth of a Genestealer CultTheodore pulled up his truck near the wreck of the crashed spaceship.The Birth of a Genestealer Cult2 years ago in Horror More Like This
He couldn't tell if it was an Imperial craft, a pirate vessel or of alien origin. Theodore did not know very much about spacecraft in general. But he knew about money, and if there was anything of any value on board the wreck, he would recognise it when he saw it.
The ship did not look all that big; he had seen pictures of Imperial battleships that seemed to be the size of cities. All the better; he would be able to give it a thorough search and scavenge anything of value and then make a hasty departure before any Imperial officials arrived. Thankfully, the authorities on Istareus were slow, inefficient and corrupt. It could be some time before they got their act together to send in a salvage team.
As Theodore pulled on his safety helmet and attached a flashlight, he wished he had his partner Mop-head with him. With two of them, they could carry out much more loot. But since a burglary job had gone wrong, Mop-head wa
My Life With The Alien Sex KultI belong to the Church of Love. It is my life. I know the Imperium would tell me I have joined a heretical cult. But we believe in the same values as the Imperium. We believe in loyalty, duty and obedience. Most importantly of all, we believe in cherishing the young and respecting the old.My Life With The Alien Sex Kult10 months ago in Horror More Like This
Before I joined the Church, my life was empty. I used to spend all my time hanging out with losers, drinking beer and smoking sturfroot. Sure, my parents made me go the mission chapel when I was younger, but I gave up on all that Imperial stuff when I got older. What do I care about their corpse-emperor rotting away on distant Terra? What has the Imperium done for us but demand our blood and sacrifice?
My life changed when I bumped into Origen. He had worked in the same garage that I did a few years ago. He was a really cool guy with a great sense of humour. He had moved to another town since I last saw him. I invited him to come to the bar for a few drinks. I was totally shocked when he just drank s
The True Face Of Harmony Chp.2Chapter 2 InformationThe True Face Of Harmony Chp.23 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Each screen showed what Dr.Groves could not comprehend any logic in it how these “sentient beings” could even exist. Staring at the screens see’s what appears to be more of a pathetic display of entertainment. Both said to be from the ship’s own surveillance cameras along with the one on the Que.
Groves turns his attention to the top left screen which showed what appears to be some type of village settlement. The surveillance camera zooms in to shows a purple pony with wings and a horn on its head. And it seems to be “talking” to what looks like some overgrown lizard. In front of what appears to be actual tree house.
“Spike I’ll be heading out to the spa since rarity offered me to go with her. But I need you to organize all the books I’ve finished reading I also need you to prepare my desk with the next column of books I want to read. I left you a list on the desk be sure to follow it… And af