Shell Of ServitudeShell Of Servitude 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.
A Skywalker In My ArmsA Skywalker In My Arms in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's a boy.
A healthy little boy.
Small and mewling,
Crying for his dying mother.
A new life starts
As his father's ends,
A new Skywalker
Rises to place.
I feel him so strong
So alive in the force.
A lot like his father,
A Skywalker in my arms.
These WordsThese Words 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.
Save YouSave You in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My love you're dying.
I couldn't save you,
Could only see the monster you were.
You broke my heart.
Only time left for this,
My curtain call soon,
Leave Luke and Leia behind
And wait for you to heal.
Can't save you from this,
That glint in your eyes,
That lust for power
Beyond who you love.
What happened to him?
Where did Anakin go?
He's lost in some evil fiend,
So I can't save you.
I can't even save myself...
Wedding VowsWedding Vows in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Then I wake up screaming...
And he's there holding me,
Cradling me against the pain,
That was another year.
My Ani turned on me...
But I knocked some sense into him.
Instead he killed the Sith lord.
And now he's history.
And we renewed our wedding vows.
On Naboo by the lake,
Obi-Wan a witness.
C3PO and R2D2.
The nightmares fade.
I laugh at them,
And then I wonder.
Am I safe if I let Ani cook dinner?
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 Guide 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
On the Jedi CodeThere is no emotion, there is peace.On the Jedi Code 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
KotOR 2: 15 ThingsFIFTEEN THINGS YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ON THE EBON HAWK: KotOR 2KotOR 2: 15 Things in Humor More Like This
1. "Statement: I love you, Master!"
2. "Aww, man, Disciple's hogging the 'fresher again, and I really have to go!"
3. "Uhh, guys? I think Kreia's menopausal..."
4. "Hmm... Wonder what this button does?"
5. "Anybody notice that nobody's flying this ship?!"
6. "Hey, Atton, where's the Exile? And while we're at it, where the heck are your pants?!"
7. "Umm... Bao-Dur's arm just short-circuited. There won't be any power in the ship for a week."
8. "Hey all? I think T3 just blew up..."
9. "Uh, Atton? That's a supernova. Might want to steer clear of it..." "Ohh, pwetty..." *ship explodes*
10. "Hey, guess what! Kreia's drunk!"
11. (something falls off the side of the ship with a loud crash) "What was
Under The StarsAhsoka Tano stood on the balcony, staring at the twinkling stars in the beautiful night sky. Still dressed in her Jedi clothing, without a robe to keep warm, she shivered. She sensed someone coming up behind her. Knowing who it was, she smiled lightly to herself.Under The Stars in Sci-Fi More Like This
This was the second time she had been to Raxus. A few months after Mina Bonteri's death, Ahsoka and Padme had been called back to Raxus to discuss politics with the citizens. They were staying in the exact same place as they did last time.
On her first visit to Raxus, Ahsoka fell in love with a boy named Lux Bonteri. He was tall, nearly standing at two metres. He had green eyes, and lush brown hair. They shared their first kiss together when Ahsoka was packing up her things for the way back home.
Lux and her spoke for a while, then ending up sitting next to eachother on her bed. Eventually, they leaned closer and closer, and, feeling the warmth of his breathe on her face, and hers on his, they pressed their lips together and c
Vampire ChildVAMPIRE CHILDVampire Child in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The small boy ran to the door,
to get out of class like he did before.
He ran out to the playground
of his elementary school;
He tried to fit in
so kids would think he was cool.
This boy was different:
He was not alive.
He needed blood
Other kids would taunt him
when he sat in the dark
in the corner
of the nearby park.
His teeth were sharp;
His body frail.
The sun burned him;
His skin was pale.
The boy's parents fed him every night,
Blood that came from a deadly fight.
He did not question what he consumed:
what it was, and where it came from.
He drank it down,
as he said "yum".
One day on the playground,
it started to rain.
He slipped on a rock,
and screamed out in pain.
A familiar sight, he saw,
ran down his arm.
And at his mind,
thie sight began to gnaw.
"This cannot be,
this isn't right.
What I see...
I drink every night..."
The little boy, sat thinking
all alone in the rain.
Does what he live off of,
He ran to his house,
to ask mommy an
Obi-Wan is a PrickObi-Wan is a Prick in General Fiction More Like This
"Obi-Wan is a Prick"
by Jay Richard
Look at that. That's just great. I told you that I had the high ground, didn't I? But no, no, you didn't listen. Now look at you. You're, like, Darth Stumpy McStumpstump now. You overachiever -- you couldn't stop with just one missing limb. That would be too easy for you, Sith boy.
You were the Chosen One, you idiot. I mean, Space Jesus, you were supposed to be the salvation of the galaxy.
I had to grade you on a curve just to get you to "Jedi" status. I couldn't flunk our precious little Chosen One, now could I? Do you have any idea how much pressure there was for me to pass you, like you were the school's star quarterback? It was just like that, except instead of the school's head coach pressuring me it was a green midget with a grammar problem. You have no idea how humiliating that is. Yoda has been talking down to me for longer than you've been alive, and it just gets worse over time. Trust me on that.
And the whole thing about you destroying the
Depression...No, depression is not just getting sad.Depression... in Free Verse More Like This
It's a constant sadness that melts into your bones,
An indescribably heavy weight upon your shoulders,
Never mind your heart and soul.
It's believing so many lies (maybe because you've learned to accept them)
And no longer appreciating your self-worth.
Wishing you no longer existed, wishing yourself gone.
Depression holds you back from your dreams
And pulls you into a nightmare.
It takes full control of your existence.
It makes you never want to get out of bed,
And when you finally do,
You just want to get back in it.
But you know the hardest part?
Not Today - Star WarsNot Today - Star Wars in General Fiction More Like This
The boy was young, not possibly more than seventeen. He was tall and slender, and very beautiful.
He was also very dead.
The aura of his funeral was overwhelming, with tidal oceans of sorrow and misplaced guilt, but also a great feeling of confusion. Women cried and women whispered. Men nodded sadly, and men shook their heads in bewilderment. Nobody knew quite what to think.
The boy had been found on the floor with a hologram chip clasped tightly in his fingers. It had played a peculiar message, that had much bewildered and disturbed his grieving family.
"Dear ones; by the time you see this, I will be no more. I'm so sorry, but as you must have begun to realize, I have no choice. Everyone has dreams for their life: Some want to be pilots or politicians, cantina musicians or even Jedi. My dream is simple. I want to live and be happy. I want to marry Nella Havarti and have children, and grow very old together. I want to be a farmer, perhaps. As you know, that can never be. It seems I
1.01.01.0 in Sketches More Like This
Estaba durmiendo plácidamente en su asiento cuando un coro de exclamaciones le despertó.
Parpadeó y bostezó con calma, tratando de despejarse mientras las personas sentadas a su lado se levantaban de sus asientos asignados.
El compartimento de carga de la lanzadera clase lambda se encontraba abarrotado de nuevos reclutas que se agolpaban ante la pequeña portilla de observación, claramente excitados.
Desde su asiento, el alférez Solan Vanis reparó al instante en un detalle: la habitual negrura del vacío espacial había sido sustituida por un gris metálico iluminado a partes iguales por luces artificiales y las lejanas estrellas. Eso terminó por despejarle completamente.
Su lanzadera había salido del hiperespacio y se acercaban a su destino final: El destructor estelar clase imperial Dominio, nave insignia de la creciente flota imperial, unida una vez más para restaurar la paz y el orden en una galaxia invadida por el caos y la corrupción de los rebeldes. Un majestuoso c