Baby BlueBaby Blue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The arrow pierced her shoulder like a spear.
Pain coursed through her, making her limbs twitch uncontrollably; she let out a small groan and crumpled to the floor.
"HAWKE!" She heard her name in a deafening roar; Varric? Hawke tried to raise herself to call back, but found that she was too heavy to even lift a finger. She was falling now, tumbling through the darkness. Maker, if she didn't wake up she'd hit the ground and
"NO!" She screamed.
"Champion!" There was the familiar voice: soothing, melodious and rich in volume.
Hawke groaned, reaching out blindly for her friend. A thick hand took her own fair one; she could feel the coarseness of his skin, the calloused fingers running over her hands. "Maker... you took a beating, Hawke."
"How do I look?"
"Here to help."
Hawke opened her eyes; the brilliant glow of the fire greeted her aching head. "You're a sight for sore eyes," She drew her gaze
Star Wars Haiku 3Setting up a gameStar Wars Haiku 34 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Observe caution while playing
Let the Wookie win.
Firelight dance- Yub Yub!
Little bears with tiny spears
What is an Ewok?
Jedi FreestyleJedi FreestyleJedi Freestyle5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I am the last of the Jedi
There ain't no one better than I
Thanks to my dad the emperor died
Because we both had the Force on our side
I fly around space in my X-wing
The very same ship that I used to bring
Destruction to the death star
Leaving the empire scarred and marred
The Top 10 Dumbest Star Wars MomentsThe Top 10 Dumbest Star Wars Moments1 month ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
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No? You're sure? Well okay then.
Star Wars isn't perfect. It's good sci-fi fun, just like how "Raiders of the Lost Ark" was just an adventure movie to give you the feeling of watching an old adventure serial from the old days, "Star Wars" was originally intended to be a light-hearted adventure that throws the audience into a scenario and ends on a cliffhanger for the possibility of the next serial episode to come next week in the theater.
Anybody whose read my 20+ pages for "The Phantom Menace" and "Attack of the Clones" probably know I prefer the original trilogy more than the prequels. The originals just hold up better for me into adulthood for the emotional resonance and hard work put into the set designers and spe
Star Wars Haiku 1Fear leads to anger,Star Wars Haiku 14 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
And anger turns into hate.
Forbidden to train.
Star Wars Haiku 2A long time agoStar Wars Haiku 24 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
In a galaxy far away
A New Hope was found.
Vader's SoliloquyVader’s SoliloquyVader's Soliloquy7 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I see the way you look at me
That searching stare, that scrutiny
But it’s not your right to judge
We all have things within our pasts
We’re not proud to recall
Closets full of skeletons, regrets, remorse
Our own dark fall
Your choice I don’t begrudge
So don’t give me that self-righteous stare
Like your heart is pure
And your soul is bare
Because in you
The darkness too is strong
There is power in the hate you feel
Embrace the anger and let it fill
That’s where it starts
A seed of darkness planted deep
A sapling growing that learns to feed
Upon the loathing you feel for yourself
I see it mirrored in your eyes
You hate your father just as much as I
It’s too late now
I’m too far gone
That light’s too weak
To change this path I’m on
But you I see
Need but a nudge
The good in you
Is not too strong to budge
Your thoughts betray you
I can see
Your friends and even family
A twin, a sis
Laundry SoapLaundry SoapLaundry Soap3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is a gift for gloryblz.
Rex pulled his fatigues from his laundry duffle and shoved them into the washer. He crammed in as many as he possibly could. He didn't want to spend all day in this place trying to get his clothes clean. Something bad had happened to the laundry droid after Cody's men had gotten ahold of it and now all the men were responsible for washing their own clothes. He'd rather be shot at and if Cody didn't watch it, the commander would find a blaster pistol tucked neatly under his chin for making Rex wash his own clothes.
It felt like they were back on Kamino. When they were merely children, they had been given washroom duty. The gray aliens said that it was so they could learn responsibility. Hell, they stuck pistols in their hands when they were five, how much more responsibility did they think the clones needed? So the stark white laundry room with bright lights, reminded him of those days back on Kamino. Not the most pleasant memories
Back to Camp for Captain RexIt was early morning and the sky was an aray of colors from the bright peach colors of orange to the even brighter colors of yellow from the rising sun. Rex sat atop the horse-like creature as it slowly made its way to where General Kenobi had called from.Back to Camp for Captain Rex4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All of a sudden, the creature stopped;dead in its tracks. Rex grumbled irritably.
"Come on you stupid...GRR!! Whatever you are; don't give me a hard time!", Rex barked in frustration. He pulled on the reins with all the strength he had, but the creature wouldn't budge. His impatience overwhelmed him.
"I'll go on foot then!", he said to the creature who responded by looking at him blankly.
He quickly removed his gear, put on his helmet and started to walk. His thoughts swiftly drifted back to Cut. Rex smiled to himself thinking of what a good father he was to his kind children. He certainly still had the fight in him from all the training when he was a trooper. The encounter they had with the Commando Driods had proven to Rex that Cut
Who Will Cry For You(Please note all italics are memories of the CC-7567, Captain Rex.)Who Will Cry For You4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sky, he thought, had never been so blue and only now as he lay helpless on his back did he appreciate the true color it and wondered why he had never taken the time to notice it before now. Captain Rex felt the sun shining on his face, his helmet lay on the ground next to him. General Skywalker, or Anakin as he had demanded that Rex start to call him, knelt on the hard ground next to where he lay, lightsaber still ignited and a look of worry crossing his face. Rex could tell his lips were moving, but from the concussive force of the grenade that had gone off nearby, his ears were still ringing and he felt as though his limbs were made of heavy lead.
And what was that smell?
Rex's eyes grew wide as he finally recognized the smell and he tried to turn his head to see where it was coming from. It was the smell of parched and seared plastoid armor and, and..... blood.
Reaching up to touch Anakin's knee which was