On the Jedi CodeThere is no emotion, there is peace.On the Jedi Code2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
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.
The Force surrounds us and penetrates us. the Force binds the galaxy together. All living beings in space and time, and indeed space and time itself, are subject to the ebb and flow of the Force throughout the stars.There are those who can feel the Force's whispers, and are able to answer back. Such beings sensitive to the Force are born with a duty: to protect and preserve all life, as products of the Living and Unifying Force. From that duty we, the Jedi Order, emerge. We serve all life, and by extension, we serve the Force itself. The Force is the fount and sustainer of all life, and yet cannot be described as "living" itself.
The Force simply is.
Yet the Jedi, the servants of the Force, do not "simply" exist as the Force does. Our purpose is the precursor and the hypothesis of our e
My Elemental Hero DeckMy Elemental Hero Deck5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Elemenral Hero Ice Edge
Elemental Hero Stratos
Elemental Hero Woodsman
Elemental Hero Sparkman x2
Elemental Hero Wildheart
Elemental Hero Necroshade
Elemental Hero Avian
Elemental Hero Bubbleman
Elemental Hero Burstinatrix
Elemental Hero Captain Gold
Elemental Hero Bladedge
Elemental Hero Clayman
Elemental Hero Ocean
Elemental Hero Knospe
King of the swamps
Skyscraper 2 - Hero City
E - Emergency Call
Reinforcement of the army
O - Oversoul
The Warrior Returning Alive
H - Heat Heart
Bottomless Trap Hole
Change of Hero - Reflector Ray
Elemental Hero Flame Wingman
Elemental Hero Shining Flare Wingman
Elemental Hero Thunder Giant
Elemental Hero Mariner
Elemental Hero Rampart Blaster
Elemental Hero Steam Healer
Elemental Hero Wild Wingman
Elemental Hero Phoenix Enforcer
Iraqi Pilot Returns - StoryBy U.S. Air Force Staff Sgt. Christopher FrostIraqi Pilot Returns - Story6 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
KIRKUK, Iraq By age 15, his destiny was already set by Saddam Husseins regime he was to become a fighter pilot, a necessity in the bloody war with Iran. He took the controls of a Bravo, a single engine, propeller-driven training aircraft, and performed his first solo flight before most Americans could even drive.
Today, Iraqi Air Force Maj. Abbas, his name changed in this story for security reasons, serves once again in the Iraqi Air Force, but hes no longer asked to fly for the dictator but to fly for his country.
Abbas is an instructor pilot with the Iraqi Flying Training School in Kirkuk, Iraq, where he teaches initial pilot training to future Iraqi pilots. Like many instructor pilots who have returned to the school to teach, he was a fighter pilot under Husseins regime with a great deal of experience and training.
My education was only for flying, said Abbas, while he kept watch over a pitche
Snowball FightSnowball Fight3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He can be such a child at times.
Who is the real four year old?
Ani or Leia?
Watch him go
As the snowball fight goes on,
Leia's hits more sucessful.
She's become really strong with the force.
He's laughing with the joy
Of a thousand childhoods,
None of which he led.
But he makes up for it.
Leia is just highly critical...
Highly accurate too!
That one hit his wedding tackle!
Not that he minds really.
A yelp and a grab
And Leia's high pitch laugh.
Soon he gets her back.
And I watch as that child's grin grows.
Both happy rolling in the snow,
Sweet innocent delight after years of war.
But me and Luke are happy in the safety of the kitchen.
Elsa's Nightmare - Frozen, Elsa + AnnaElsa's NightmareElsa's Nightmare - Frozen, Elsa + Anna6 months ago in Drama More Like This
For Elsanna week.
Elsanna day 3 prompt, Nightmare
My big sister Elsa always wakes up in the middle of the night.
Haunted by nightmares, she would wake up screaming.
Also, it's just sisterly love. Unless you squint hard enough and have your goggles tight.
Hurt/Comfort, I guess?
Inspired by a certain scene on Kuroshitsuji.
Unbetaed, but already checked on reverso and online correction.
All input is welcomed!
"Kyaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" A wailing sound was heard, and Anna immediately bolted up, fully awake. "ANNA!"
'Elsa!?' The strawberry blond thought, quickly donned her trusty purple cape from the closet.
My big sister Elsa always wakes up in the middle of the night.
Haunted by nightmares, she would wake up screaming.
Anna looked up on Elsa's snowflake patterned white door, she took a deep breath before she knocked.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Her knocking's rhythm is the one she used
Star Wars - The Weak Will PerishStar Wars - The Weak Will Perish2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Star Wars - The Weak Will Perish
The tremor that passed through Darth Sear's vessel told him that he had landed on the planets surface. He was excited. Despite the fierce battle being fought over head, he had felt the Jedi break off from the republic fleet and make his way down here. What was so important, that the republic would allow such a powerful asset to abandon them mid battle? The Sith lord wanted to find out. Mostly, he wanted to test himself against the so called might of the Jedi. He had only ever encountered the Jedi once before. A Padawan. His master had slain him with ease. Now it would be his turn. The exit ramp slowly began its descent, revealing the grey sandy surface of the planet. Darth Sear walked out into a sand storm. This was of little consequence to the Sith, considering his cybernetic eyes. He scanned his surroundings, the darkening sky lit up with the fire of battle, his dark robes violently fluttering in the wind. He f
Diorama of a Perfect Burn(See comments below for more information)Diorama of a Perfect Burn2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Twenty thousand years ago, a sphere of Iron a kilometre in diameter fell into a star.
Surrounding this star lived a trillion humans on a ring shaped world made out of silica and graphite. It was not unlike the Ark, which surrounded Halcyon and it's companion star. It plummeted through the photosphere, onion skins of computational substrate, atoms thick, boiled away; processing an algorithm only this particular machine, at this particular star and at this particular moment, could solve. Smaller and hotter the machine became, feeding on the energy and chaos from within the tumultuous solar atmosphere. As the last layers of substrate evaporated, quantum fluctuations unseen since the beginning of time realigned one of the broken symmetries that defined the universe.
For a moment lasting less than a second, gravity no longer existed within the star ending 3 billion years of nuclear equilibrium. Fusion ceased as the escaping plasma created concurrent
Who I WasI still dream of the daysWho I Was2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That will never be the same;
Going through these ups and downs
Have kept me from running rounds.
I used to be someone else
The one who cared for himself,
But now i see that I have grown,
Losing colors that I have shown.
I show new ones all the time,
And it's hard to stay in line.
Trying to do what is right
Just becomes a greater fight.
I won't be someone I'm not,
If I try, I just forgot.
There will be a change in you,
For me that's hard to get through;
But when it happens to me,
It's not as easy to see.
I learn to accept these things
For I hear life always sings
A tune that will never change,
So changes will be my gauge.
If I change, I'm doing good,
And living life as I should.
On Elsa's Side of the DoorYes, I want to build a snowmanOn Elsa's Side of the Door3 weeks ago in General Fiction More Like This
That is the thing I want to say
All I want to do is play with you
I long to be with you
Every single day
You used to know my secret
Before I knew
Just what a curse it was
Yes, I want to build a snowman
What joy it would be to build a snowman
Yes, I want to build a snowman
Or play with you in the sun
But the fear of hurting you
Is why I must hurt you
I'm too dangerous for fun
It gets so very lonely
Locked up in my room
Sometimes I want to die
Yes, I want to build a snowman
I wish I could've been there
For our parents' last farewell
You don't know what they thought of me
Our mom was scared of me
It was a living hell
We only have each other
I love you so much
What are we gonna do?
Yes, I want to build a snowman...
MarrowI caught my reflection by herMarrow1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
silk spun lips; She was
as beautiful as the slender
moon. She doesn't say
hello too often but this
time she lingered quite a bit longer
than usual - so it sounded by the
ticks on the old grandfather
clock down the hall.
What a delicate heart she holds.
How heavy it must be to carry - I
could see the weight in her
rain cloud eyes. She has never looked
so sweet, to me, even with those
hollow bruises underneath. Terse
or not, I found my marrow. And while
I could not keep hold for long; it was
something that had been lost for such
a long time. It is still there, I see -
I have seen. How
hastily I fell for her disastrous nature.
She's so afraid, you can tell, but her
baby cheeks hide these dimples that
hold every ounce of her innocence.
So swollen and youthful, I dare not
touch the dream that is her velvet
skin, for I may break the most
fragile thing to ever be
kissed by the northern lights.
First Battle of Eden: Part 1The First Battle of EdenFirst Battle of Eden: Part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Josheua Samuelson
A Chronicles of Man Short Story
The chime pierced the silence of the flag officer's quarters aboard the Alliance battleship Kilimanjaro, and Vice Admiral Harriet Spencer's azul eyes opened begrudgingly before the chime called again. Sighing, the five foot nine woman rolled to her side and glanced up at the communication panel at her bedside, tapping the glowing accept key and designating voice only. After all, it wasn't right for an admiral to talk to her subordinates while half naked.
"Spencer, go ahead." She said and noted the grogginess of her own voice as she checked the time. Zero two hundred. No wonder she felt like she had just fallen off a sunderhorse.
"Admiral, I don't mean to wake you but we have a situation." Spencer quirked an eyebrow at the voice on the other end. It was Captain Kuritz, Kilimanjaro's CO who, like Spencer,
A Yummy New Year - Frozen, ElsAnnaA Frozen New YearA Yummy New Year - Frozen, ElsAnna7 months ago in Humor More Like This
Summary: It's almost New Year in Arendelle, little Anna tries to coax her sister to watch Fireworks. She refuses her advances, until Anna gives her a kiss. ElsAnna childhood fluff.
A/n: Spin off to the 'Do the Lesbian!'
And of course I don't own anything... And yeah, late New Year fic is late, but I hope it will be worth it.
Also, the summary sucks, if someone has better idea for summary, I'm all ears.
Don't forget the prompt: replace magic with lesbian. ... or just put them together.
/frz/ anons - I love you guys, please, please continue to be the warmest place in fjorchan!
/u/ frozen thread
Anon and people who faved, reviewed and even followed - Do the Lesbian! -
Fellow ElsAnna shipper on DA
Spider London for helping with the start
My fabulously awesomely amazing (etc etc etc) bet
Don't Grieve For Me When I'm GoneDon't Grieve For Me When I'm Gone2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Don't grieve for me when I'm gone,
I'm still here somehow.
Some place you cannot see me yet.
A flame in the growing dark.
My friends you will move on and fight.
My children will grow strong and tall.
Noble in nature,
Strong in character.
I've given the rebels their best chance in life.
But I will always live.
In the hearts of the ones who knew me.
Watching safe and hidden.
The flame in the background.
Every StepEvery Step4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I see you take your paths.
Watch you as you go,
From danger to hell and back,
And to safety in each other's arms.
Looking on sadly as you talk,
Together in this war,
Praying for sucess,
Defeat what evil there is.
I'm with you every step.
Always have, always will.
Hoping that you'll pull through.
I wish I could do more.
Wish I had the will,
To actually hold on,
And raise you so you'd be safe.
Death To The QueenDeath To The Queen2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Death to the queen.
It comes as a shock.
The last death of all,
The one we didn't dream.
She may have died a senator.
But our senator will always be,
Our Queen Amidala.
Who led us though the battles.
Today Naboo grieves greatly,
And I follow hiding my tears.
I was one of her hidden handmaidens.
Who travelled to far far away.
But Queen Amidala was one of us.
More so than other queens.
I have served them all since her,
But she was the queen supreme.
SuicideI woke up scared to a world was greySuicide3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From underneath my door
My blood was crawling away
And laughters I heard so long ago
Came back tonight said don't let go
There is still hope that lies ahead
-who are you talking to son?
-no one it's all in my head
I'll shed the last tear and I'll go to bed
I'll have one last hug before I'm dead
She covered me and sang the last lullaby
I made believe that I won't cry
She said goodnight
I said goodbye
But will the pain end up tonight
And can their darkness beat my light
Innocence burning in my heart
Questions burning in my mind
Is it strength to face the reaper?
Or is it strength to suicide?
DirectionDirection3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You're standing at a crossroads.
At a junction in your life.
And from the looks it
You're taking the left turn,
Towards the darker side.
I'm the one who made the direction.
I'm the one who will destroy us all.
Can't you make the right choice?
Turn right right towards the force?
I don't want to hurt you anymore.
I don't want to start the fight,
Between those good and evil,
I want you to see the lighter side
And make speed the right direction.
Like a fool whose heart is fooled,
You use me as a pointer.
And so you fall to the dark side.
I pay for our mistake.
These WordsThese Words3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I know you'll never hear these words.
Not for a very long time.
You've got lives to lead,
But mothers will be mothers!
And heroes will be heroes.
I'm sorry I left it to you.
All to you to fight him.
The menace once Anakin Skywalker,
My noble husband your loving father...
Replaced by evil Darth Vader.
You fight the phantom menace,
Determined to stop his carnage.
I hadn't the strength to stop him
And Obi-Wan couldn't kill him.
We failed so it's down to you now.
I'm proud of you,
As I watch from beyond the force.
Leia, you're just like me!
Luke, you're just like Ani.
But you've both got my height.
I'm here for you if you cry.
I'm that comforting voice
At the back of your minds.
Always with you no matter what.
That's what mothers are, forget you nots.
Maid Wars Notes 18: Shelley's ShuttleMaid Wars Notes 18: Shelley's Shuttle1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Hiding in plain sight within the stronghold of her enemies, there was only one place where Captain Maria Elizabeth Shelley could ever be herself. "Debbie", the civilian orbital transport that she had "miraculously" piloted--while maidified and bound--to within detection range of the Sherwood Cluster, and AMAZON's primary base of operations, had become in many ways, her home away from FMP.
Debbie was a whimsical appellation, given to the craft by Shelley, in honor of Debbie Wilkins, the oft-ligatured character she portrayed eons ago on her ancient Debutante Detective serials.
It was mildly annoying that none of the soldiers of the Anti Maidification Army she had now successfully infiltrated had the slightest inkling of the significance of the name, but it was just as well. The series was filmed and screened all of eight
Shell Of ServitudeShell Of Servitude4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Shell Of Servitude
I watch from afar,
And wonder what I did.
Seeing you like this.
Lost in a body of evil.
Buried deep is the man I love.
Only time will see him
Rise from within a blackened heart,
A striking shell of servitude.
Was I right?
To sacrifice our children for you?
Give them this duty to fulfil,
Combat and defeat evil?
I was a weakened girl,
My heart heavy with guilt.
You lost your way,
And I can't defeat what you are,
Only our Son can do that.
The Tale of an Argonian ch.1Gazing towards the distant mountains, Makeo let out a sigh. "Another long day," he said to himself, scratching the back of his scaly neck. The sun was beginning to disappear behind the horizon. It would be dark soon; he had to start making his way home. He stood, picking up the sack he had filled with mushrooms that day, and began walking away from his sitting place.The Tale of an Argonian ch.14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This sitting place was located on the northeastern edge of a hill about an hour's walk from Makeo's home. Specifically, it was against a large oak tree on the edge of the hill. He would walk to this tree with his breakfast every morning, then sit and eat while contemplating ways to escape his mundane life. After his morning meal, he would go home and do the day's work, later spending the afternoon hours collecting mushroom caps, firewood, or whatever his uncle needed. Every evening, he returned to sit underneath the tree until sunset. It was the only place where he really felt alone and free to think and dream as he please