The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 1The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 17 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The pain was unbearable. It wasn't such a pain that could be healed with bacta or quelled by counseling. The pain was a chronic consequence of emotional restraint. Jedi Padawan Learner Barriss Offee had spent her entire life learning how to control her emotions and focus her mind on only what she wanted to see; what she was supposed to see. It was her duty as a Jedi to take in the galaxy around her and participate in its events as a peacekeeper. However, it was also her duty to serve the Galactic Republic Senate and the Jedi Order. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine her basic duties would ever contradict one another. It was beginning to come clear though that she could not continue down a path of ignorance when she was no longer blind to certain truths.
Every single time the Republic approached a situation in the Clone Wars, negotiation was treated like an annoying formality. So many respectable Jedi Masters would even complain about a lack of action. General Skywalk
The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 6The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 67 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A short flight away from the Jedi Temple, Admiral Tarkin was interrogating his new prisoner, Letta Turmond, in a Republic detention facility. Letta was immensely frustrated by the same questions being asked over and over again by numerous people. Tarkin, however, was different. Letta barked at his initial questions of formality. "I already told you and the last three men! Jackar gave his life to make a statement! It was his plan!"
Tarkin smiled maliciously. "All of it was his plan and his doing. You just fed him the nanodroids at his request. Otherwise you're innocent. Correct?"
"Yes! Now, let me go!" Letta was done. This would be the last officer she'd even say a word to.
"Oh, you're not going anywhere, Miss Turmond. By that confession, you're still complicit in Jackar's actions and aided in the deaths of over a dozen lives. Enough on that though. I want to talk more about the plan of the attack." Tarkin slowly paced the small interrogation room, walking behind her and maint
The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 2The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 27 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Hold him down!" Barriss shouted over the screams of a dying clone. A sulfuric geyser erupted right behind him. The flash of heat melted his helmet onto his head. Even though the clones wore flamethrower gear there was nothing to protect them from yellow magma bursts, lava flumes, and geysers that rained down a numerous amount of corrosive chemicals. Sullust would be a dead planet had it not once been a lush, vibrant world.
When the Sullustans mined too close to the planet core a chain reaction occurred that covered the entire planet in ash and bright yellow lava. The Sullustans endured the calamity by living underground and continued to mine. The Separatists wanted the resources of those mines and knew exactly how to give every droid the advantage in battle. They seized control and quickly set up defenses on every surface to sub-level entry point. If the Republic was going to liberate the Sullustans, they would have to do so on foot and on the surface. The droids withstood t
Sol.Terra - Episode 1.1: Terra DayCal stepped into the doorway of his shuttle and raised a hand to shield his eyes. The light on Terra was so harsh, particularly this continent. He reached into his coat and pulled out the tinted glasses and the bio-scanner he carried. Slipping the glasses on, he checked the scanner screen to make sure he had landed in the right place. The readout confirmed it: Sol.Terra, Australia, Sydney. A small blip on the corner of the screen told him the Soschan he’d been sent to find wasn’t far away. Too violent for IU membership, many Soschans had taken to using their unique camouflage ability to emigrate Off-World illegally. This suited Cal just fine, as it gave him an excuse to travel there as well to pick them up.Sol.Terra - Episode 1.1: Terra Day1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pocketing the device, Cal stepped down onto the dry grass and looked out across the small park and at the city properly, his breath coming out in a small whoosh. Balloons and streamers of every colour scattered the park and street. Garlands draped across the lamp posts a
The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 4The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 47 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Over the course of an hour and a half and several drinks, Jackar Bowmani and Letta Turmond explained their situation. Jackar was dying. He had a genetic disease specific to abyssins with no known cure. Barriss struggled to accept that there was no medical avenue to take. She even tried using the Force to heal him, but his Abyssin anatomy was too complex and too badly damaged internally to save him. He only had a matter of days, but he managed to maintain a strong face. It is because of this illness that he was so willing to die when Barriss first met him. Jackar wanted to die for his cause. He wanted his death to have more meaning than his own timer being up.
So, Letta and Jackar devised a plot where Jackar would commit suicide by bombing the Jedi Temple. He would go straight to the Jedi Council Chamber while the Council was in session and blow up his bomb before anyone could stop him. Barriss listened to their entire plan, and then finally stopped biting her tongue. "This pl
The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 5The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 57 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Letta Turmond sat in a state of perpetual sadness watching the events of the Jedi Temple bombing unfold on a projected screen in her apartment. She felt helpless and alone. Jackar's dedication to his cause was admirable, but it blinded him to the effects that it would have on his wife. A local news reporter's voice was the only thing keeping Letta from drowning in the silence of her apartment.
"The Jedi are still refusing to offer any statement on the explosion inside the Jedi Temple Hangar. Based on the military mobilization around the Galactic Senate building it is fair to assume that this was no accident. Many concerned citizens are beginning to gather at the steps of the Temple. Some appear to be protesting the war but most appear to be there out of concern for loved ones who may have been injured or killed in the explosion. Jedi Master Cin Drallig and a team of Jedi Temple Guardians are preventing the crowd from entering the Jedi Temple…"
Letta felt such sympathy f
A Mandalorian Wanted to CryThen, for the first time , grasping that for every man, and himself, too, there was nothing in store but suffering, death, and forgetfulness, he had made up his mind that life was impossible like that, and that he either must either interpret life so that it would not present itself to him as the evil jest of some devil, or shoot himself.A Mandalorian Wanted to Cry5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
A Mandalorian wanted to cry, but he was afraid he had forgotten how.
Tears were weakness, tears weathered flesh like battles. Now when he craved erosion, he had forgotten how to cry. The unreleased tears were stone in his chest, dragging him under with the sound of dry thunder.
The lightsaber rested in his hand as solid as his longings and heavy as his grief. It was cold and lifeless against his bare palm, colder still as he shifted it to his gauntlet. He had never thought it possible for something so small to weigh him down so much.
Darman wanted to cry, but he had forgotten how.
The vastness of the blue sky stretched abo
One Minute Star WarsOne Minute Star Wars10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One Minute Star Wars
by Gagan Gupta
Quigon Jin: You will be a Jedi
Anakin: Whee I'm gonna be a Jedi
Obi Wan: You will be a Jedi
Anakin: Am I a Jedi yet?
Obi Wan: No
Anakin: Dammit when will I be a Jedi?
Obi Wan: Soon
Anakin: Fuck You I'm going to the Dark Side
Obi Wan: You will be a Jedi
Luke: Whee I'm gonna be a Jedi
Yoda: Jedi, you will be
Luke: Am I Jedi yet?
Vader: I am your father
Luke: Dammit when will I be a Jedi?
Yoda: After you kill daddy
Luke: Aww Mannn...and Leia's my sister??
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 Pieces6 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
Call of Duty: Bullet PointsIt was a typical night in Afghanistan and by Afghanistan's standards, typical meant hotter than two rats fucking inside a wool sock and drier than an Arab's bath-mat.Call of Duty: Bullet Points3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was also eerily quiet. The silence was broken only by the faint crunch of booted feet on sun-baked ground as a company of Royal Marine Commandos consisting of three twelve-man teams picked their way cautiously towards their target which, in this case, was a small village on the outskirts of Helmand Province.
Truthfully, "village" was something of a generous overstatement. It was really little more than a collection of mud huts, surrounded by a low stone wall with occasional patches of shrubbery dotted sparsely about.
A few weeks ago it had housed several dozen small families; then the insurgents had come. They'd rousted the villagers out of their homes in the middle of the night at gunpoint, shooting anyone who resisted - and a couple who didn't, just to make an example of them - kidnapped the eldest boys
Colosseum: The Rise of Cipher - PrologueIf anybody on the street came up to another person and asked what was the most hellish, most detestable region of the Pokémon world imaginable, Orre would easily be in the top three at least. It was nothing but endless sand and rocky canyons, a place so devoid of life, even the wild Pokémon stayed far, far away from it.Colosseum: The Rise of Cipher - Prologue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But that was nothing compared to the outright lawlessness that lurked within Orre. Though there was a Mayor and a very tiny police force to maintain control over the region's precious water supply, they were completely powerless in keeping order as the Gangs roamed free. Pokémon Trainers bound together in the name of survival, the Gangs did as they wanted, when they wanted, and no one dared challenge them otherwise. Even the Pokémon League refused to touch the region with anything remotely resembling control. And so Orre continued to fester like a big, untreated sore.
Every so often, some wide-eyed Pokémon Trainers hailing from one of the big-na
Hymn of the FoolIf I were a wise man,Hymn of the Fool4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I was a sage.
I'd live my life not by years,
But the moments that I age.
And if I were a soldier,
If I was that brave.
I'd live my life not by kills,
But the people I had saved.
And if I were a ruler,
If I was a king.
I'd live my life not by my coffers,
But the songs my people sing.
And if I were a priest,
If I was that holy.
I'd live my life not by a book,
But the outcasts who would know me.
Alas, I am a fool.
So let me be naive.
Yet I live my life as all four,
Because I can believe.
-Copyright Andrew Szczecinski
Requiem for a JediRequiem for a Jedi11 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The conversation replayed in her head hundreds of times. Each line echoed in her montrals as if they were spoken from all around her. 'This is something I need to do on my own; without the Council and without you.'
'I trusted you! I stood by you!'
Ahsoka Tano never doubted that she did the right thing by walking away from the Jedi Order, but she couldn't stop thinking about everything she was leaving behind. She walked for hours contemplating every detail. It wasn't before too long that she realized how much of an impulsive decision she had made. Yes, she did the right thing, but she did so with no plans for the future. She didn't even know where to sleep. All she had was a few credits in the pouch on her belt. She had enough to probably get a cheap room for the night, but then what?
She had to trust in the Force to guide her. Ahsoka knew this journey wouldn't be an easy one. Before turning down one of the many crowded city walkways of Coruscant, Ahsoka turned to take
CIS vs GAR WarshipsCIS Warships vs. Republic warshipsCIS vs GAR Warships6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The Republic seems to have the advantage in capital ship combat, but the CIS has some equalizing advantages.
Many of the CIS warships are designed for mass production, and were designed for business scores not a full scale war. Many of the CIS leaders were cheap, and wouldnt spend the money for a traditional fleet. Only the Providences seem to be specifically designed for combat. The Lukrehulks are simply converted freighters with VERY strong shields and some turbolaser offensive capability., but with the sheer number of Turbolasers and the shield power added, with the fighter and troop compliment, a Lucrehulk is much a more battle-worthy ship than a carrier like a Venator (why it takes a flotilla to take them down). That's not bad at all for a converted ship, isn't it The Recusants are mass-produced destroyers. The Munificents are originally used to harass worlds heavily in debt, guard treasure vaults, and transfer finan
Duality: Ahsoka and AnakinI. First ImpressionDuality: Ahsoka and Anakin5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Anakin opened the door of their suite and looked up past the brown folds of Jedi cloak to a masked alien face. He did not recognize this Jedi, nor the orange-faced youngling standing next to him, one of her pudgy hands gripping his trouser leg. She could not have been older than five, not if her species aged like Anakins.
Without looking around, he called out, Master Obi-Wan?
The tall alien said, Good day.
Anakin heard the footsteps and rustlings of Obi-Wans approach from within the young Masters room before Obi-Wan passed in front of him to soberly shake the visitors hand. Master Plo. Its good to see you.
Plo said, And you. The entire Temple waited to hear of how things fared at Naboo.
Im glad to be alive.
If you need to talk
Come in. Have some tea.
The Force grew cold and hollow, and Anakin realized with some surprise that he kne
Still Hers (Loki and Frigga)Odin tries to forbid her from seeing him. She knows it’s out of some misguided desire to protect her, but it angers her still. Somewhere between the banishment of her firstborn and the supposed death of her adopted son, Frigga has lost faith in her husband. She no longer sees him as the infallible All-Father, but a mere man who, when faced with the defiance of his beloved sons, had not known how to act.Still Hers (Loki and Frigga)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Odin did not tell her Loki is alive. It is Thor who breaks the news after his return from Midgard. His blue eyes are clouded as he describes his brother’s state.
“He is not the Loki we know, Mother,” he says. His voice carries the grief of a thousand years—of memories of laughter and mischief between brothers, all as lost as if they had never happened.
Frigga embraces her son, now so tall and strapping she can barely fit her arms around him. “But he is Loki,” she whispers. “He is ours.”
Thor nods and buries his head
An old friend or a new enemy chp 1An old friend or a new enemy chp 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
An old friend or a new enemy
This story starts of two years before SW:ROTS and it is going to be mostly about Galen/Starkiller and Ahsoka Tano. This story is an adventure/romance, just so you knave.
In the atmosphere of the junkyard planet Raxus prime, was the venator star destroyer, The Resolute exiting hyperspace to check rumors of separatist activity in the area. As Jedi knight Anakin Skywalker and his Togrutan padawan, Ahsoka Tano were sparing with each other in the in the hangar bay. The Republic was unknowing that they were expected,
clocked ship landed nearby.
Anakin blocked a hand full of blows with ease, as he just waited for his padawan to become tired and lose her defense. It didn't took long until he saw an opening as Ahsoka's left foot slightly lost its stance, when she made a quick slash at his head. Anakin took the chance and began a brutal wave of slashes, as Ahsoka barely could block every strike. Ahsok
Flames of Old EpilogueFlames of Old Epilogue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Flames of Old Epilogue
Game: SWTOR, with hints of KOTOR
Characters: Sith Warrior x3, Sith Inquisitor
Disclaimer: SWTOR, KOTOR [c] Bioware, LucasArts; Viile/Dunamis [c]darthgamer96, used with permission
Ilum is one of the coldest and darkest planets in the galaxy. It is the home of buried dreams, crushed rebellions, and fallen heroes. Many warriors rose and fell on Ilum's surface to battles, betrayal, and nature's wrath. However, none of those fallen warriors have ever risen from the ice and snow. No one, that is, except one.
Among the corpses collected from Malgus' rebellion that were committed to the snow, a Sith pureblood took his first breath. He took deep breaths and let them out as if he was breathing life for the first time. However, this wasn't the first time and by all explanations his last should have come and gone days ago. As he began to re-gain consciousness, he looked around at his desolate surroundings. I'm alive, he th
Jedi Code, Sith CodeJedi Code:Jedi Code, Sith Code10 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is The Force.
Old Sith Code:
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.
New Sith Code:
There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.
I am the heart of the darkness.
I know no fear, and I instill it in my enemies.
I am the destroyer of the worlds.
I know the power of the Dark Side.
I am the fire of hate, all the universe bows before me.
I pledge myself to the Darkness, for I hav found true life in the death of the light.
The Witch and the Jedi, Part 2 The Y-Wing touched down with a metallic groan, seeming almost grateful for the rest. The ship had been salvaged by a junk dealer, and Ahsoka suspected that it had gone through more damage than the dealer let on. She popped the cockpit, and immediately received a blast of snow in the face. As hospitable as ever. She pulled the hood over her montrals and climbed out, her legs protesting the sudden movement after hours crammed into the confined space.The Witch and the Jedi, Part 211 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
“R3, stay with the ship.” The droid beeped in relief. Ahsoka ducked under the fuselage, the landing gear was already being obscured by snow. Ventress jumped down while Ahsoka opened the cargo bay.
“Tell me it’s not far.” Ventress’ voice was muffled by the snow.
“It’s just behind that cliff over there.” Ahsoka pulled out the backpack filled with their parts, then the
Halloween with the Young-lings*Halloween with the Young-lings*Halloween with the Young-lings4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Barriss looked in the mirror in Ahsoka's room one last time, in preparation of tonight's outing she figured her usual black robe and hood might be a bit plain. Instead a quick look in her friends wardrobe had provided more than enough options to find the perfect outfit, setting her Jedi robe on her cot on the other side of the room she took a closer look at herself.
A tight strapless black dress covered the majority of her olive skinned body save a large chunk of the back (most of the clothes in Ahsoka's wardrobe leaves the back bare), and her regular combat boots were swapped out for a pair of skin tight (also black) knee highs 'I gotta ask Skywalker where the force he lets Ahsoka shop'. But as she used her reflection in the mirror to apply a thin layer of mascara she couldn't help but admire the most time consuming part of her outfit.
It had taken hours to apply the extensions to her hair but as the jet black mass fell gracefully behind her shoulders
The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 3The Knight Before The Dawn | Chapter 37 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A few Jedi Temple personnel were beginning to fill the halls along with Jedi of every rank. The Temple was waking up. It was almost as if there was no war. Of course, the presence of clone troopers and Republic military officers pushed away any sort of delusion of peace. Barriss was hoping to remain reclusive for the day to get her thoughts in order. She grabbed a quick meal in the Jedi Temple mess hall before heading back to the Padawan Dormitory section of the Temple. She felt out of sorts and unbalanced. Hoping against hope, she headed for Ahsoka Tano's room in search of a friend.
Barriss approached the door and casually rang the doorbell almost expecting no answer. She was becoming numb to the disappointment of Ahsoka always being off world. Much to her surprise, the door opened. Barriss' eyes lit up with a spark of life that she hadn't felt in months. A smile quickly stretched from ear to ear as she entered. Her smile vanished just as quickly as it appeared when she saw
Der SteckbriefEs gibt da diese Bar am Rand des Iski-Distrikts, recht ruhiger Laden, viele Stammgäste, anständige Drinks. Nichts eigentlich außergewöhnliches, mit Ausnahme der einen Wand, die praktisch komplett mit realen Steckbriefen tapeziert ist. Sind auch nicht die gewöhnlichen Räuber und Mörder, die da hängen; Ralph das ist der Barkeeper hat einfach ein Talent dafür, die interessantesten Bilder auszustellen.Der Steckbrief2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mein Lieblingsexemplar hängt ein wenig abseits. Es ist offensichtlich schon ziemlich alt, nicht nur aufgrund seines Zustands, sondern auch bestimmte Details auf dem Bild deuten auf die ersten Jahre des Imperiums hin.
Das dargestellte Quartett wird aus irgendeinem Grund die Schwarze Schwesternschaft genannt; was den kapuzenverhüllten, gepanzerten Humanoiden ganz links zu einem weiblichen Wesen oder zumindest etwas vergleichbarem machen würde, unter dem allesverdeckenden Visier. Manche sagen, es w