.... *shudder* no.. no attack of the clones is well above that position. though that is more to do with the quality of the movie that dose occupy that position. still the worst of the main line of the movies though.Isn't attack of the Clones considered the worst Star Wars movie? You're not really defending the style there.
May The Invisible Hand Be With You - (Star Wars CK2-Style Quest)
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oh? You're making me curious, what would you say is the worst star wars movie?
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Christmas special.
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I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it's either The Phantom Menace, The Last Jedi or The One We Do Not Speak Of.
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Wut?
Edit: *after reading the article* Is...is this real? it can't be right?
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Initiate emergency memory wipe NOW.Wut?
Edit: *after reading the article* Is...is this real? it can't be right?
Even worse,unlike the tv special, I think it and it's sequel are still cannon.Wut?
Edit: *after reading the article* Is...is this real? it can't be right?
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Too late it's in the memory vault.
The fuck? How? No really how? Did someone really look at those things and go "Yep, these are fine"?
I wouldn't say TLJ is the worst, it certainly is the contentious currently and for me personally it's down there.
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TLJ-without-that-stupid-casino-part is pretty good, though.
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eh, I'd also remove the Mary poppins bit, the using the ship going light speed as a missile, Poe's character arc and Holdo's stupid command decision. Other than those bits the movie was ok.
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Why would she think that, there was no evidence shown that there was one or she suspected such. It's just a bit of the movie that doesn't make sense.
Edit: After re-reading my post it comes off to me that I am attacking you, I'm not and I'm sorry if it came off that way. I am just exasperated by the arguments surrounding the TLJ and some of it's plot.
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Well there was the fact that they were tracked through hyperspace, which up to that point only possible through a tracking beacon or a traitor sending the route to the persuers. The tracking system in the movie was a very recent development in SW technology.
I also didn't say it was a good reason or a rational one. Just that it made her actions make sense.
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Time for a new Sam Jackson omake. What should it be on?
I'm imagining him on Endor smoking pipes with Ewoks.
I'm imagining him on Endor smoking pipes with Ewoks.
Bonus points if you can work in a reference to the Ewok movies.
"This is some strong shit. I'm seeing real tippy flowers, psychedelic snakes and dancing teddy bears with knives and forks everywhere."
"Er, Master Windu... the teddy bears are real."
"Ah... that explains why we're in this giant-ass cooking pot."
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... Actually, something similar did happen in Legends, if I remember correctly. The Rebellion was planning on using a Mon Calamarian ship to do something similar to a Star Destroyer, but, they were stopped by the 501rst.
I watched a video where someone stated that in a previous draft of the film there may have actually been a spy, justifying her doing this. But, in the final version there was no spy, or even any hint that there may be a spy or that they fear that a spy is onboard, besides her not telling Poe.
How about one featuring his Legends Padawan. I think she might have fallen to the dark side... I think. Might be fun for Sam Jackson to react to that!
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Space battle over Yavin IV, immediately after the destruction of the Death Star.
Man, the original Battlefront 2 was the best (and let's speak no more on the subject, lest tempers flare and the mods be called).
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The Wise Men's Fear
The hum of two lightsabers rings through the darkness, as bright crimson meets luminous cyan.
Swift elegant strikes meet wide and simple strokes, and every swipe and movement hides a game of artful violence, of polite gestures giving way to sudden and absolute conflict.
Yet with each clash, the suspense only rises. For every lunge, there is a parry, for every parry, a dodge, for every dodge, a lunge; a dance retracing it's steps, waiting for a single moment to break loose.
A deadly dance, but a dance indeed. It's parties circle and swirl, twirl and entwine, and when at last the two blades lock, their wielders wear not grimaces, but smiles.
" You have grown indeed. It would seem your lessons from the Jedi have not gone to waste. "
" You say that as if I ever waste a lesson. "
" While you might consider an endless barrage of teasing and tormenting to be a productive use of time, I am sure your teacher would strongly disagree. "
" Oh do shut up Vectivus, unlike some of us, I prefer to live a little. "
At that, Ciaran and Vectivus deactivated their lightsabers.
" You'll note I never said I didn't approve. Regardless, you have come quite a long way. From head of a tiny gang on Coruscant to leader of an entire shadow cabal. Capable of matching blades with even the best duelists, and with a knowledge of the Force to rival some Jedi Masters. "
" You'll need to try harder if you want to make me blush. "
" I'm flattered that you would think even a Force Phantom could fall for your charms, Ciaran. But you know I did not bring up your accomplishments to stoke your own ego. It was small at first, and I almost didn't recognize it, but you have doubts. Small ones, but they are persistent all the same. Considering who you are, you can understand why I might sooner believe you had been possessed than actually harbor a doubt, but our spar proved that you remain yourself. I won't pretend to be a therapist, but I will say the dead make for excellent confidants. And for something to cause you, Ciaran, to doubt, is something worth hearing. "
"... For a dead man, you're awfully meddlesome, aren't you? "
" Technically I'm alive, but you already knew that. Yes, I am meddling. You and Asajj are my greatest disciples, and watching you two grow has been the highlight of my entire unlife. You both have taken my teachings to ends I never thought possible, and for that, I think I'm allowed to see myself as something of a teacher to you two. And as a teacher, I want to know what exactly is bothering my most confident and self-assured student. "
" I'll let the implied insult slide. You're not wrong about that part, at least. And... I suppose you're right. I wouldn't go so far as to call it a doubt, but it is a question that's crossed my mind now and then, though I doubt I'll ever get an answer... "
A silence fell over the dark chamber in the Home. If one could hear the rushing Nexus of the Dark Side in this very room, one might find it strangely quiet.
"... You know what happened to Kreia, on Mortis. I already told you what she said when she vanished for good. And yet... I can't help but wonder what she saw in me. It's a useless thought, she clearly saw value in me, given what she did, but what? What exactly is so revolutionary about another wielder of the Dark Side that Kreia would believe her to be a threat to everything the Sith stand for? There have already been many, many Dark Siders more powerful than me, and there have already been several Sith who never succumbed to Dark Side corruption. There have even been capital "S" Sith who were benevolent, like Darth Imperious, or you. Yet, why me? Why would Kreia go so far as to sacrifice herself? She could have let me die, and waited for another seek her out. I doubt I'll be the last Dark Sider to not act so Dark-Sidey, and I'm far from the strongest in the Force. So what exactly did she see? What did Kreia find so special about me? "
"...You always manage to surprise, Lady Ciaran."
"Oh shut up, I'm having moment. And it's not like I believe I'm worthless, it's just... "
" You're not sure of your greater purpose. "
"... For the longest time, I neither wanted nor needed something like that. All I wanted was to own the galaxy. The Force was useful in that goal, so that's why I pursued it. Simple. But now... that's not all there is anymore. I could have walked away at any time. Lived a life of luxury somewhere nobody could find, taking care of everyone I care about. I didn't have to start trying to fight a massive shadow conspiracy. I didn't have to start poking my nose into energy fields literally as large as life. I didn't have to pursue old holocrons and ancient knowledge. I could have stayed a shadowed information broker, and I probably could have made just as much money doing it. I'd have all the power I could ever want, all the money I could want, and the means to do what I wanted. But the day I stepped out of Mortis, the day I thought about what Kreia had done for me... I realized that I wasn't the same anymore. "
".... Only you, Ciaran, would have an existential crisis about realizing you aren't as selfish as you used to be. "
" You know you're doing a pretty shit job of being a sounding board. "
" I never said I was good at this. But the point stands, the root of your doubt lies with the fact that you have changed. And that you don't know what that change means. You've always been focused on yourself, but now that you look back on your decisions, you can no longer say that is the case. And that disturbs you, up until the point where you re-immerse yourself in your many many duties and hobbies and entertainments. But here, surrounded by the Force, such questions cannot be ignored, though I do approve of your ability to compartmentalize your internal conflicts. Contemplation has a time and a place, and I believe that time is now. "
" So what? Do I just sit cross-legged in a dark room waiting for an answer to come? Kreia is gone, and I'll never know exactly what she thought of me, and whether or not I answer my question doesn't change the fact that I've got a hundred other things that I need to worry about. "
" I doubt you could sit still for that long doing nothing but thinking without punching something, and I doubt the answer you seek will be answered in any single moment. Instead, I'll do what any teacher should do: tell you my opinion, and let you draw your own conclusions. "
"... Very well then. What do you have to say? "
" I, nor anyone else in the galaxy, will ever know just what Kreia thought. Her actions and records are all that we can judge her by, and you already know how messy that can get. But I can offer my own thoughts on what Kreia saw in you, as someone who studied her teachings, heard what she has done for you, and knows you personally. I believe Kreia saw in you something akin to what she saw in the Jedi Exile. Change. An undeniable truth that could shake the state of the Force down to it's core. "
" Flattering indeed, but you'll need to be a bit more specific. I've accomplished much, but from what I've read and seen, that's only a footnote in the galaxy. "
" Is it truly though? Think about it. You are a millionaire philanthropist, whose actions have saved millions of lives and improved millions more. Your influence spans the known galaxy, and even beyond that. You fight a massive Sith conspiracy in the shadows, preserving and preventing mass anarchy and slaughter. Yet in the process, you have profited immensely, enriching yourselves and many others to an almost comical degree. You have committed countless crimes in the process, so many that your indictment would likely be longer then all the laws the Senate has ever passed, yet you have arguably saved and benefited just as many lives as those same laws. Even your presence itself conveys this contradiction. And here I will ask you to sit still, but only for a moment. Let go of your concealed presence, and I shall show you how you appear in the Force. "
Contrary to what one might expect, Ciaran obeyed without comment. She breathed in and out, and in a moment, the silence of the Dark Nexus became deafening.
And at that, the ghostly form of Darth Vectivus disappeared.
The room grew unspeakably dark, blanketing even Ciaran's Force Vision in inky black. But despite the cloying darkness, not all was still. All around her the Dark writhed and wriggled, unseen forms in unknowable shapes flitting just beyond comprehension. The air felt clogged, almost liquid, as if you could drown in the sheer weight of the permeating Dark.
And yet, in the center of the room, Ciaran could see something still. It was a subtle thing, and it was only through Vecitvus's teachings that Ciaran could notice such a small detail surrounded by the choking Dark. A quiet haven in the Dark, free from the great ocean that surrounded it. It's silence was soaked into it's boundaries, a terrifying peace. Yet at it's heart, it was Dark. It's shape was undefined, it's form unknown, it's boundaries infinite and indistinguishable. Yet as she looked at that strange sanctuary, Ciaran could not help but feel a creeping sense of familiarity. A certainty that this great paradox was always there, and always would be. Silent and still, looming large in the Dark.
The vision faded away, and the dimly lit meditation room faded back into existence. But the silence remained.
Ciaran remained still for a moment, breathing evenly.
"... I'm... not quite sure what that was. "
" I don't think anyone truly knows what it is. But it is indeed how you appear in the Force, if exaggerated by the presence of the Dark Side Nexus centered in this room. If I had to guess, and I do truly have to guess, it is your own paradox made manifest. "
" You're not normally this cryptic. Have all those Force artifacts I've been sending you finally knocked loose your sense of mysticism? "
" All right, I'll get to the point. You'll forgive a man for wanting to sound mysterious, it's quite a valuable skill for a Force Phantom. Regardless, the point: What I see in you, and what I believe Kreia saw, is an unshakable truth about the Dark Side. You carry within you a terrifying truth regarding the nature of the Dark Side, a truth that all who who wield the Force fear beyond all else, Jedi or Sith."
" The Sith think the Dark Side is power, the strength by which they enforce their will upon others. To them, it is emotion made manifest, a power that consumes and destroys all for their own benefit. To them, you are a heretic. One who shows that the power they wield is capable of so much more. In you, they see their own power mocked and dwarfed, twisted and remade. In you, they see all that they have lost in their pursuit of power. In you, they see the truth: That the Dark need not consume, that it need not destroy. And they hate that. "
"And for the Jedi, you are their worst nightmare. To them, you are the foe who cannot be vanquished. A truth they can neither deny nor distort. In you, they see the truth of the Dark, the force they have spent so long trying to fight, to negate, to excise. In you, they see the Dark that lies in all sentients, a Force oh so close to their own. In their eyes, the Dark is all that is evil, all that suffers, all that corrupts, all that destroys. And you are the proof that it is a fundamental force. That the evil they fight will never be defeated. And worse, you are proof that the Dark they have spent so long demonizing can be productive, that immersing oneself in evil can produce so much good. That by sinking into the depths of all sentients, one can rise so much higher. Should the Jedi ever witness your true presence, their will would forever be wavered. Jedi would fall in droves, driven mad by the paradox of their own dogma. The Jedi will no longer be able to deny the Dark, and the peace they have tried to keep for so long will be exposed for what it is: ignorance. You can tell why Kreia would find such a revelation worth sacrificing for. Even now, I sound dangerously close to one of Kreia's many world-shattering sermons. "
The room was silent. The Dark Nexus still, and un-moving. As if it were waiting for a reply.
"But I think my Kreia impression has gone on long enough. That is how I see the situation, and how I believe Kreia saw it. Think on it when you can find the appropriate times, and come to accept it, reject it, or modify it. Your ego could hardly use the inflation, but it does deserve to be said: You possess greatness, Ciaran. An influence that reaches far beyond yourself. For better or worse, your motives are no longer your own. Think on what you wish to do with that. I came to my own decisions, and you are capable of making your own, unlike the many others who wield the Dark Side."
In the darkness of the meditation room, the Dark felt as if it were holding it's breathe.
"... I never knew you had such a huge crush on Kreia, Darth Vectivus. "
And then the spell was broken.
The Force Phantom laughed, a small chuckling affair ill-suited for it's setting.
" I suppose she's grown on me, given how much her number-one fan gushes on about her. "
" I am not a fan girl! "
" Try convincing Asajj of that. Don't think I haven't seen you experimenting with telekinetically wielding your lightsaber. "
" Aww, I didn't know you stared so closely at me! Is Kreia not the only one in your heart? "
" Only you, Ciaran, would attempt to tease a dead man. In fact, for all your teasing, you've never actually been in a relationship, have you? "
" Don't even try. The only one who can tease me about that is my Grandfather, and even then he's quick to leave the room soon after. "
" Threats don't work on the dead, Ciaran. I have to keep myself entertained somehow, and you are entertainingly prudish when it comes to your own affairs. "
" Aaaaaand now I'm leaving. Have fun being a ghost. "
" You can't escape forever, Ciaran. Soon I'll be recruiting Asajj to my cause. "
" You wouldn't! "
" Oh I would. Threats don't work on the dead, Ciaran. If anything, that just makes them more interested. "
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So that took awhile. This is my first contribution to this quest, so I hope it lives up to @Dr. Snark 's standard.
I was watching some video essays on The Last Jedi, as well as KOTOR 2, and I got some inspiration when I realized just how earth-shattering Ciaran's existence was to both the Jedi and Sith, as well as the universe at large.
I hope I did the idea justice.
The hum of two lightsabers rings through the darkness, as bright crimson meets luminous cyan.
Swift elegant strikes meet wide and simple strokes, and every swipe and movement hides a game of artful violence, of polite gestures giving way to sudden and absolute conflict.
Yet with each clash, the suspense only rises. For every lunge, there is a parry, for every parry, a dodge, for every dodge, a lunge; a dance retracing it's steps, waiting for a single moment to break loose.
A deadly dance, but a dance indeed. It's parties circle and swirl, twirl and entwine, and when at last the two blades lock, their wielders wear not grimaces, but smiles.
" You have grown indeed. It would seem your lessons from the Jedi have not gone to waste. "
" You say that as if I ever waste a lesson. "
" While you might consider an endless barrage of teasing and tormenting to be a productive use of time, I am sure your teacher would strongly disagree. "
" Oh do shut up Vectivus, unlike some of us, I prefer to live a little. "
At that, Ciaran and Vectivus deactivated their lightsabers.
" You'll note I never said I didn't approve. Regardless, you have come quite a long way. From head of a tiny gang on Coruscant to leader of an entire shadow cabal. Capable of matching blades with even the best duelists, and with a knowledge of the Force to rival some Jedi Masters. "
" You'll need to try harder if you want to make me blush. "
" I'm flattered that you would think even a Force Phantom could fall for your charms, Ciaran. But you know I did not bring up your accomplishments to stoke your own ego. It was small at first, and I almost didn't recognize it, but you have doubts. Small ones, but they are persistent all the same. Considering who you are, you can understand why I might sooner believe you had been possessed than actually harbor a doubt, but our spar proved that you remain yourself. I won't pretend to be a therapist, but I will say the dead make for excellent confidants. And for something to cause you, Ciaran, to doubt, is something worth hearing. "
"... For a dead man, you're awfully meddlesome, aren't you? "
" Technically I'm alive, but you already knew that. Yes, I am meddling. You and Asajj are my greatest disciples, and watching you two grow has been the highlight of my entire unlife. You both have taken my teachings to ends I never thought possible, and for that, I think I'm allowed to see myself as something of a teacher to you two. And as a teacher, I want to know what exactly is bothering my most confident and self-assured student. "
" I'll let the implied insult slide. You're not wrong about that part, at least. And... I suppose you're right. I wouldn't go so far as to call it a doubt, but it is a question that's crossed my mind now and then, though I doubt I'll ever get an answer... "
A silence fell over the dark chamber in the Home. If one could hear the rushing Nexus of the Dark Side in this very room, one might find it strangely quiet.
"... You know what happened to Kreia, on Mortis. I already told you what she said when she vanished for good. And yet... I can't help but wonder what she saw in me. It's a useless thought, she clearly saw value in me, given what she did, but what? What exactly is so revolutionary about another wielder of the Dark Side that Kreia would believe her to be a threat to everything the Sith stand for? There have already been many, many Dark Siders more powerful than me, and there have already been several Sith who never succumbed to Dark Side corruption. There have even been capital "S" Sith who were benevolent, like Darth Imperious, or you. Yet, why me? Why would Kreia go so far as to sacrifice herself? She could have let me die, and waited for another seek her out. I doubt I'll be the last Dark Sider to not act so Dark-Sidey, and I'm far from the strongest in the Force. So what exactly did she see? What did Kreia find so special about me? "
"...You always manage to surprise, Lady Ciaran."
"Oh shut up, I'm having moment. And it's not like I believe I'm worthless, it's just... "
" You're not sure of your greater purpose. "
"... For the longest time, I neither wanted nor needed something like that. All I wanted was to own the galaxy. The Force was useful in that goal, so that's why I pursued it. Simple. But now... that's not all there is anymore. I could have walked away at any time. Lived a life of luxury somewhere nobody could find, taking care of everyone I care about. I didn't have to start trying to fight a massive shadow conspiracy. I didn't have to start poking my nose into energy fields literally as large as life. I didn't have to pursue old holocrons and ancient knowledge. I could have stayed a shadowed information broker, and I probably could have made just as much money doing it. I'd have all the power I could ever want, all the money I could want, and the means to do what I wanted. But the day I stepped out of Mortis, the day I thought about what Kreia had done for me... I realized that I wasn't the same anymore. "
".... Only you, Ciaran, would have an existential crisis about realizing you aren't as selfish as you used to be. "
" You know you're doing a pretty shit job of being a sounding board. "
" I never said I was good at this. But the point stands, the root of your doubt lies with the fact that you have changed. And that you don't know what that change means. You've always been focused on yourself, but now that you look back on your decisions, you can no longer say that is the case. And that disturbs you, up until the point where you re-immerse yourself in your many many duties and hobbies and entertainments. But here, surrounded by the Force, such questions cannot be ignored, though I do approve of your ability to compartmentalize your internal conflicts. Contemplation has a time and a place, and I believe that time is now. "
" So what? Do I just sit cross-legged in a dark room waiting for an answer to come? Kreia is gone, and I'll never know exactly what she thought of me, and whether or not I answer my question doesn't change the fact that I've got a hundred other things that I need to worry about. "
" I doubt you could sit still for that long doing nothing but thinking without punching something, and I doubt the answer you seek will be answered in any single moment. Instead, I'll do what any teacher should do: tell you my opinion, and let you draw your own conclusions. "
"... Very well then. What do you have to say? "
" I, nor anyone else in the galaxy, will ever know just what Kreia thought. Her actions and records are all that we can judge her by, and you already know how messy that can get. But I can offer my own thoughts on what Kreia saw in you, as someone who studied her teachings, heard what she has done for you, and knows you personally. I believe Kreia saw in you something akin to what she saw in the Jedi Exile. Change. An undeniable truth that could shake the state of the Force down to it's core. "
" Flattering indeed, but you'll need to be a bit more specific. I've accomplished much, but from what I've read and seen, that's only a footnote in the galaxy. "
" Is it truly though? Think about it. You are a millionaire philanthropist, whose actions have saved millions of lives and improved millions more. Your influence spans the known galaxy, and even beyond that. You fight a massive Sith conspiracy in the shadows, preserving and preventing mass anarchy and slaughter. Yet in the process, you have profited immensely, enriching yourselves and many others to an almost comical degree. You have committed countless crimes in the process, so many that your indictment would likely be longer then all the laws the Senate has ever passed, yet you have arguably saved and benefited just as many lives as those same laws. Even your presence itself conveys this contradiction. And here I will ask you to sit still, but only for a moment. Let go of your concealed presence, and I shall show you how you appear in the Force. "
Contrary to what one might expect, Ciaran obeyed without comment. She breathed in and out, and in a moment, the silence of the Dark Nexus became deafening.
And at that, the ghostly form of Darth Vectivus disappeared.
The room grew unspeakably dark, blanketing even Ciaran's Force Vision in inky black. But despite the cloying darkness, not all was still. All around her the Dark writhed and wriggled, unseen forms in unknowable shapes flitting just beyond comprehension. The air felt clogged, almost liquid, as if you could drown in the sheer weight of the permeating Dark.
And yet, in the center of the room, Ciaran could see something still. It was a subtle thing, and it was only through Vecitvus's teachings that Ciaran could notice such a small detail surrounded by the choking Dark. A quiet haven in the Dark, free from the great ocean that surrounded it. It's silence was soaked into it's boundaries, a terrifying peace. Yet at it's heart, it was Dark. It's shape was undefined, it's form unknown, it's boundaries infinite and indistinguishable. Yet as she looked at that strange sanctuary, Ciaran could not help but feel a creeping sense of familiarity. A certainty that this great paradox was always there, and always would be. Silent and still, looming large in the Dark.
The vision faded away, and the dimly lit meditation room faded back into existence. But the silence remained.
Ciaran remained still for a moment, breathing evenly.
"... I'm... not quite sure what that was. "
" I don't think anyone truly knows what it is. But it is indeed how you appear in the Force, if exaggerated by the presence of the Dark Side Nexus centered in this room. If I had to guess, and I do truly have to guess, it is your own paradox made manifest. "
" You're not normally this cryptic. Have all those Force artifacts I've been sending you finally knocked loose your sense of mysticism? "
" All right, I'll get to the point. You'll forgive a man for wanting to sound mysterious, it's quite a valuable skill for a Force Phantom. Regardless, the point: What I see in you, and what I believe Kreia saw, is an unshakable truth about the Dark Side. You carry within you a terrifying truth regarding the nature of the Dark Side, a truth that all who who wield the Force fear beyond all else, Jedi or Sith."
" The Sith think the Dark Side is power, the strength by which they enforce their will upon others. To them, it is emotion made manifest, a power that consumes and destroys all for their own benefit. To them, you are a heretic. One who shows that the power they wield is capable of so much more. In you, they see their own power mocked and dwarfed, twisted and remade. In you, they see all that they have lost in their pursuit of power. In you, they see the truth: That the Dark need not consume, that it need not destroy. And they hate that. "
"And for the Jedi, you are their worst nightmare. To them, you are the foe who cannot be vanquished. A truth they can neither deny nor distort. In you, they see the truth of the Dark, the force they have spent so long trying to fight, to negate, to excise. In you, they see the Dark that lies in all sentients, a Force oh so close to their own. In their eyes, the Dark is all that is evil, all that suffers, all that corrupts, all that destroys. And you are the proof that it is a fundamental force. That the evil they fight will never be defeated. And worse, you are proof that the Dark they have spent so long demonizing can be productive, that immersing oneself in evil can produce so much good. That by sinking into the depths of all sentients, one can rise so much higher. Should the Jedi ever witness your true presence, their will would forever be wavered. Jedi would fall in droves, driven mad by the paradox of their own dogma. The Jedi will no longer be able to deny the Dark, and the peace they have tried to keep for so long will be exposed for what it is: ignorance. You can tell why Kreia would find such a revelation worth sacrificing for. Even now, I sound dangerously close to one of Kreia's many world-shattering sermons. "
The room was silent. The Dark Nexus still, and un-moving. As if it were waiting for a reply.
"But I think my Kreia impression has gone on long enough. That is how I see the situation, and how I believe Kreia saw it. Think on it when you can find the appropriate times, and come to accept it, reject it, or modify it. Your ego could hardly use the inflation, but it does deserve to be said: You possess greatness, Ciaran. An influence that reaches far beyond yourself. For better or worse, your motives are no longer your own. Think on what you wish to do with that. I came to my own decisions, and you are capable of making your own, unlike the many others who wield the Dark Side."
In the darkness of the meditation room, the Dark felt as if it were holding it's breathe.
"... I never knew you had such a huge crush on Kreia, Darth Vectivus. "
And then the spell was broken.
The Force Phantom laughed, a small chuckling affair ill-suited for it's setting.
" I suppose she's grown on me, given how much her number-one fan gushes on about her. "
" I am not a fan girl! "
" Try convincing Asajj of that. Don't think I haven't seen you experimenting with telekinetically wielding your lightsaber. "
" Aww, I didn't know you stared so closely at me! Is Kreia not the only one in your heart? "
" Only you, Ciaran, would attempt to tease a dead man. In fact, for all your teasing, you've never actually been in a relationship, have you? "
" Don't even try. The only one who can tease me about that is my Grandfather, and even then he's quick to leave the room soon after. "
" Threats don't work on the dead, Ciaran. I have to keep myself entertained somehow, and you are entertainingly prudish when it comes to your own affairs. "
" Aaaaaand now I'm leaving. Have fun being a ghost. "
" You can't escape forever, Ciaran. Soon I'll be recruiting Asajj to my cause. "
" You wouldn't! "
" Oh I would. Threats don't work on the dead, Ciaran. If anything, that just makes them more interested. "
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So that took awhile. This is my first contribution to this quest, so I hope it lives up to @Dr. Snark 's standard.
I was watching some video essays on The Last Jedi, as well as KOTOR 2, and I got some inspiration when I realized just how earth-shattering Ciaran's existence was to both the Jedi and Sith, as well as the universe at large.
I hope I did the idea justice.
- Location
- america
this is REALY FUCKING COOL.
like, the idea that, that is what kreia saw in us, and that is what we would look like, a deathly quiet peace inside a violent storm, i love how you explained it, how ciaran looked liked in the force, and just what that means for both jedi and sith.
Max Uristwell
Custodian of the Toobs
- Location
- United Kingdom
Fear not the Dark, my friend. And let the feast begin.
Killerflood
Corporal Cannonfodder
- Location
- Saṃsāra
Excellent omake and great job.
It's been forty pages, so time for another omake count.
Between reaching the cap for Turn 28 (44 omake bonuses) and the 49 omakes we've 'banked' for Turn 29, that means that we are starting this upcoming with a sum total of 113 omake bonuses.
So, that's a thing.
Related question: @Dr. Snark, you didn't threadmark or comment on them, but I was wondering if you intended to give a +10 omake bonus to any of @ComradeDoge's movie snippets?
According to my calculations, we added another twenty omakes to our tally.
Between reaching the cap for Turn 28 (44 omake bonuses) and the 49 omakes we've 'banked' for Turn 29, that means that we are starting this upcoming with a sum total of 113 omake bonuses.
So, that's a thing.
Related question: @Dr. Snark, you didn't threadmark or comment on them, but I was wondering if you intended to give a +10 omake bonus to any of @ComradeDoge's movie snippets?
You did give a bonus for this one, which I also listed in the 'Proof' spoiler.
So that might be another three bonuses, making our total 116 for this turn.
Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
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So Cieran is The Abyss.