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scribble-dribble-writes · 1 year

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Could you write a Moder!Obi x fem! reader. Obi is jealous (idk why) and it turns into a fight and they are both mad at each other. And then a very emotional make up because they both realize they have been mad at each other for way tooo long.

You can also do something different, I’d just like a Modern!Jealous!Obi and some angsty fluff.

Lots of love and amazing work btw. <3

I love angst hahahaha so this was fun to write.

Hope you like it!!! 💖💖💖

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Mercury

He had convinced himself that you were just a friend and nothing else. But now as he sulked by the balcony he watched you dance with this other man. He swirled the drink in his hand, trying to look away, trying to put to rest this restlessness he felt. This urge to cause chaos and tamper with your life. But he didn't. He could only pine and wither in the sidelines. You, in your glitter gown, shining like a star. He could never interfere with that. That's who you were. But hearing the mere sound of your laugh, something this man had said made you lean into his arms and be joyous.

The haze vanished, his body was possessed. He tilted the remaining contents of the glass into his mouth before he strutted straight to you. He couldn't control this reaction, this annoyance that you felt comfort with someone else. You swung out of this man's arms when Obiwan was close enough to take a hold of you. Your hand fit in his perfectly, as he pulled you close, the tip of your nose almost touching his. He wasn't like this, acting out and taking things that aren't meant to be his.

You watched as the man you were dancing with before give you a polite smile before he walked away. As Obiwan held you close, you could feel the fast rhythm of his heart where your hand rested over his chest. He had been your closest friend, up until you overheard him tell Anakin that he had enough of your company. That merely being around you had begun to hurt him. So you drew away and now he does this. He spoils everything. His eyes find yours and although his looked wounded as though he was in pain, you knew yours only blazed with irritance. This had to come to an end.

Instead on continuing to dance with him, you took a hold of his wrist and walked away from the party with him in tow.

"What-

You didn't let him interfere as you turned the corner to find a rather empty storage room. So you entered the spot and closed the door once you pulled him in. The vacuum sealed the music away, only muffled beats seeped through.

"You think this is funny?", you whip around to him.

"What is?", he looked away, you were annoyed again and it drove you mad.

"You ruin everything and yet act like you're entitled to it.", you edge closer.

"Right, when you get to flit and dance with every other man in the room.", his blazing blue eyes resting on yours.

"It's a party.", you furrow your brows.

"That's what you're supposed to do, not stand in a corner and brood.", you argue.

"Oh, so you've brought me here to teach me party etiquette.", he looked away, his breathing now rapid as he folded his arms.

"No, I've brought you here to tell you to stop.", you finished and the silence in the room was deafening.

He slowly turned to face you and in some part of his expression was utter defeat.

"I want you to stop.", you said softly, not wishing to hurt him as he had hurt you.

He didn't respond, only his eyes took in the features of your face as they finally landed on your lips and it made you want to edge closer.

"When did we go from being friends to becoming enemies?", he asked gently, his hands begging him to touch your face.

"We're not enemies.", you pushed away from him.

"we're not friends either.", he rested his back on the wall as you did the same, your shoulder almost touching his.

"So, what are we?", he looked at you again and you wanted to leave, this was painful as is. You sighed and he looked away to ponder.

"I'll stop. Not that I intended to hurt you in the first place.", he said quietly.

"It got out of hand everytime I could tell you were beginning to forget me.", he admitted as he deflated next to you.

You eyes widened. This had been the first time either of you had communicated.

"I can never forget you.", you blurted in surprise. It was the truth. He gave you a soft smile as though he didn't need anything more than that but there was a longing in his eyes that you had only quite seen before in your own, any time you looked at him.

"There's nothing for me here anymore.", he looked up at the poorly plastered ceiling.

"I'll return to my estate.", he said and now it was your heart that was beating faster. You wanted him to stop, yes but a part of you wanted him to continue to fight, or rather confess something.

"This city reminds me of you.", he gave you a tired laugh.

"Maybe better yet, I should move to Belgium or Tokyo.", he loosened his tie.

"I can always handle the company from being anywhere in the world.", he continued, running his hands through his hair to mess it up.

"But no amount of distance from you can truly cure me of what I feel.", he turned to you and you were certain your heart had stopped.

"I wish you the best.", he said solemnly and moved to open the door but you stopped him. You placed your back on the door such that only you could open it.

"What did you say?", you whisper to which he shuffled his feet to regard you for a second.

"That I accept to no longer be a part of your life. Now move away, so I can go to my penthouse and be miserable.", he reached for the knob and you hid it within your hands.

"I can't believe it.", you said flabbergasted.

"Believe what?", he pressed a hand to his forehead, he was going to be sick or maybe that's how it felt when your heart breaks.

"That you can be so cruel.", you could feel the tears form.

"How am I cruel?", he looked like he was a second away from breaking.

"I overheard you. At your company gala last year, when you took me as your plus one. You said that you grew tired of my presence. That being around me was causing you to hurt.", you confront him about it.

The pain in his face faded as he recollected the memory.

"Because.", his eyes held resolve.

"Because what?", you demanded.

"Because I loved you then and I love you now.", he said vigorously.

Both of you began to breathe rapidly in the dingy room but your eyes locked together and the tension could have burned away your clothes.

You pulled him by the edge of his collar as his hands found the side of your face. His lips soft on yours while you pulled yourself closer to grab the ends of his hair. And he ran loose, his hands trailing the shape of your body as his lips travelled down your neck. He inhaled the scent of your perfume and it set him on fire. You couldn't believe this was real as you kissed the underside of his jaw to hear him hum in delight.

"We're continuing this at my place.", he pulled away reluctantly as he grabbed your hand and with the other fished his keys. He opened the door and you matched his steps as you laughed, he found your eyes again but there was no pain in it, rather it glistened like the sparkling sea.

He forgot about everything. His family had often warned him to not fall in love with stars, because they had a tendency to be out of reach. But with your hand in his, he was certain of one thing.

That if you were the sun, then he was mercury. He was always bound to fall in love with you.

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tvpeongsstuff · 3 years

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Supreme Emperor Obi-Wan Kenobi (part 3)

Palpatine's imperial guards were also unconscious when Obi-Wan made his way up to the emperor's chambers. He had ordered the commanders of the storm troopers to accompany him, and to organize some of their men and the medidroids to carry Sidious and Vader up to the office with them. He had noticed the passed out imperial guards on the senate floor. However, he had not expected that all of Sidious' bodyguards would be unconscious. He was glad that there would not be a fight but wondered if they were all sith. And there the knowledge was, in his brain, as soon as thought.

The guards were not sith or darksiders. Instead they were soldiers, men, who had been chosen by Sidious for their height and lethality. Then he had molded them through dark side practices, with no one to answer to but his own perversions, into his own creatures. More than half of them were cyborgs, not as bad as Vader or Grievous but still more machine than man. Nearly all had had their vocal cords removed. He had tortured these men and steeped them so completely in the dark side that when Vader pulled all the dark energy into himself they had been knocked out.

Obiwan would have to deal with all the unconscious people soon. He suspected that either Vader would drain them until they died or he would suck them dry, forever cutting them off from the force. He directed the storm troopers to put the two sith down on the ground. The two medidroids that had traveled with them all the way to the office were buzzing around all the bodies on the floor.

"Are any of these men going to wake up anytime soon?' Obiwan asked the droids. "No? Good! Do a complete scan and give me the details. Do not administer any drugs to any of the unconscious people in this room," Obiwan paused thinking, "This order must be implemented for all of the unconscious people in the building. Make sure that every medic knows that at this time only the storm troopers are to receive medication. They are to treat the physical injuries of every other person with bandages only. I repeat no other group is to receive medication. And, unless someone is in danger of dying without it, only use bacta on the stormtroopers."

Obi-Wan did not know how drugs would affect the hold Vader had on the darksiders. He did not want anyone to wake up before he could get them properly secured. To that end, Obi-Wan turned to the storm trooper commanders in the office with him. In the force they felt familiar but muted. He did not want to raise his hopes. "Take off your buckets," he commanded.

As they complied, he steeled himself. "What are your orders, Supreme Emperor Kenobi?" said Cody. "Cody," gasped Obiwan. And, it was Cody, he looked around, and Boil, Appo, Driven, Marks, Sweet, Genna, and Dave. Men he had lived and served with. Was there something there of their old personalities? Their real personalities? "Cody,' Obiwan said again. "Do you remember me?"

"Yes Sir," replied Cody, "and I must say that I am glad that you are no longer a traitor." Obi-Wan wanted to scream at him. He wanted to make him understand that he had never been a traitor. No Jedi had been. No Jedi, but one. Back to the matter at hand.

Obi-Wan began, "Order 66 has been cancelled. Are you holding any Jedi or force sensitive captive? They are to be released from custody. Any on Coruscant are to be brought here immediately. I want to speak to the ones who are being held off planet. In the meantime, arrange untraceable transport and food for them. Also find travel companions for any who are too young to travel by themselves. And, get enough binders for all of the unconscious people.

You there," he said turning to one of the medidroids. "How are your patients?"

"I am ZT-57. The patients are unconscious but otherwise their vitals are good." said the droid. "Five of them have cybernetic limbs and hardware throughout their bodies. Four also have an implant that is injecting an unknown stimulant into their bodies. One has the implant but it is not currently injecting the stimulant."

A stimulant!? Obi-Wan turned to Sidious and the information was there. His imperial guards were fitted with a device imbued with dark side energy and spacemeth that would trigger rage and aggression if the emperor were ever threatened. It was one of Sidious' back up plans to keep power. They would battle to the death and feel no pain.

It must have been triggered when Sidious collapsed in the Senate, Obi-Wan figured. But, Vader was pulling the darkness from the solution which knocked the guard out. And, apparently, Vaders' actions were more than enough to overpower the stimulant. Obi-Wan wondered if he could allow the inquisitors to be treated with medication if Vader's pull was that strong. But he decided not to risk it until he was sure that they were secure.

What about Vader? Vader's device injected a special concoction of spacemeth and sithstimulant into Vader twice a day. One early in the morning to give him energy to get up and go. And, another at night to keep him working and focused. All told, Vader probably got no more than an hour or two of rest a day. "No wonder he was still sleeping" Obi-Wan thought.

He could not have the drug waking Vader up and stopping this. Obi-Wan reached out with the force and found and broke all the devices in the building. He would have the medidroids remove them from the men at a later date. Right now, it was enough that they were not going to wake up. Especially as he had a more urgent use for the medidroids.

"ZT-57, I need you to run a level 5 brain scan on the storm troopers. They have biochips that need to be removed." Obi-Wan said.

"Sir?" Cody sounded confused.

"Commander Cody. Have you carried out the orders I gave you earlier?"

"Yes Sir," he replied. "There were only 5 Jedi on planet. They are being brought here as we speak. They should be here in approximately 25 minutes. 6 Jedi are being held in facilities off-world. You can begin calling them in 15 minutes.."

"Why 15 minutes?" Obi-Wan interjected.

"They are to be cleaned up and given food and water. I thought you would prefer that their needs were met before you talked to them. I am in the process of arranging companions for the younglings. I thought that you would prefer it if the companions were not clones or officers of the empire. We have 2213 binders."

Obi-Wan did not ask him to explain further. He could only imagine what had been done to the captives. The initiatives that Cody took on his own gave him hope that the man he knew in the war was still there.

"Do you want to know why I am removing your biochips? Obi-Wan asked with a smile.

"No Sir," the commander responded promptly. "Good soldiers follow orders."

Obi-Wan felt sick.

"Scan done." said ZT-57. "We have the location of the biochip and can begin removing them as soon as you are ready."

"You will do the surgery here and now. Can it be done under local anesthetic?" asked Obi-Wan.

"Yes Emperor. Are you sure you want us to carry out brain surgery in the imperial office? I cannot be sure that the area is sterile. These are not optimum conditions for surgery!" The medidroid sounded worried but Obi-Wan did not care. Unless...

"Will the men be permanently injured in some way if you did the surgery here?" he asked.

"No Emperor," the other droid said quietly. "We can do it. Just know that it is not without risk." At Obi-Wan's look, he continued, "There is a 0.0004% chance that doing the surgery here might lead to infection of the wound."

"I'll risk it. Are the biochips in the same place in all of the troopers?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Yes Emperor," said ZT-57.

"Send the location of the biochips to all of the medidroids in the building. You will operate on Commanders Cody and Appo now. How long will the surgery take?"

"We will have to shave the area, then sterilize it, before we can do the surgery, So about 10 minutes." said ZT-57

Ten minutes? In 10 minutes Obi-Wan would know if he had his friends back. He would know for sure if the biochip had destroyed the men they were and replaced them with automatons that did not question orders and found it easy to kill children.

He could barely stand the wait.

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davidfarland · 3 years

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David Farland’s Writing Tips—Writing the “Big” Book

When you’re writing a novel, you may create a protagonist who is “heroic,” or one who is an “anti-hero.” But do you know the difference between the two?A heroic character is typically likeable. That means that he is often in pain—perhaps both physically and emotionally scarred. He also cares deeply about others, enough that he tries to become a protector.But the hero, during his journey, usually needs to grow into the role of hero. He doesn’t come fully formed. He may want to help others, even be willing to die for them, but he doesn’t know how.Thus, a hero often needs a “guide” character, someone to train him. Thus, Obiwan Kenobi teaches Luke Skywalker how to use the Force, while Gandalf teaches Frodo how to withstand the drawing power of the One Ring. In many cases, the guide even provides a magical weapon for the hero to use.But your main character (MC) doesn’t always need to be a hero. Sometimes he can be an “anti-hero.”Heroes and Anti-HeroesSee tip: https://mystorydoctor.com/heroes-and-anti-heroes-3/An anti-hero is someone who is already trained for battle, and is often very good at it. But while the hero cares deeply about others, the anti-hero doesn’t. He often cares only for himself. Thus, in Star Wars, Luke Skywalker, the hero in training, teams up with Han Solo, a drug dealer that Leia accuses of thinking only for himself.So while the hero is often charged with learning how to fight, how to handle himself in a battle, the anti-hero’s quest is to learn to care about others enough so that he will adopt the role of hero.The interesting thing about an anti-hero is that early in the story, he may not have our sympathy. We see that he is dangerous and skillful, and we may not like him so much as respect or fear him.Conversely, we may not respect a budding hero so much as we like him and wish him success.A good anti-hero impresses us with his skills.Now, this last week in a writing class, I assigned my students to develop a contagonist for their story. A contagonist is someone who normally works for a villain, someone who is very powerful, but who has divided loyalties. For example, Darth Vader is a antagonist in Star Wars, just as Saruman is a antagonist in Lord of the Rings.But it struck me that a contagonist by definition must be something of an anti-hero. We typically don’t develop rooting interest for him. After all, he is opposing the hero and is aligned with the hero’s enemy.Yet like the anti-hero, the contagonist enters the story as someone who is deadly, well trained and dangerous. If only he could learn to care about others, he could even be turned into a hero. Thus, we see in Episode VI that Darth Vader turns against his master and becomes a hero, saving Luke.In the same way, the budding hero is always in danger of slipping up, of becoming a contagonist, someone who is in the service of evil.So as you are developing your cast of characters for your novels, it might be an interesting exercise to consider just what kind of hero you want to make.318R WorkshopFrom 1999 to 2002, David Farland taught a popular science fiction and fantasy writing class at Brigham Young University. Some of his students from those classes went on and made millions. Brandon Sanderson took it twice, and has become one of the bestselling writers of our time. Dan Wells also took it, and became one of the bestselling writes of dark fantasy of the past three decades. Stephenie Meyer took it, and has sold over 100 million copies of her Twilight trilogy.Now, just for the fun of it, Dave is going to teach the class online. His new workshop, "318R" will feature much of the same content, only it will be better, because as Dave put is, "I've learned a lot."It will also have the same assignments that Dave used. Each participant will be asked to write either three short stories or three chapters to a novel for critique.The class will be limited to 20 people, and will be taught live on Saturday mornings from 10:00 to 11:00 AM MST. We'll have a total of 30 classes. They'll be taped, so if you miss one, you can watch the tape, even repeat it if you like. Seriously, this will take seven months.But wait, there is more! In the classes at BYU, many students came to "audit" the class. They weren't required to take the tests or turn in assignments, but were encouraged to participate in the classes, and since their work wasn't critiqued, they only paid half price. So, we'll have twenty students who will get the whole "318R experience," but others will be allowed to sit in, ask questions, learn, and have fun. We'll begin on Jan 2, just in time for the New Year, and we will finish up in August.The price for taking the class will be $360. The price for auditing will be $180.If you're interested in attending, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 318R in the subject header.

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mostthingskenobi · 5 years

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For the character ask: Obiwan, Satine, Cody and/or Rex.

Hello there! Here are my answers for Obi-Wan.

You can see my answers for Cody here.

Here’s the character ask.

OBI-WAN KENOBI

WHY I LIKE THEMI’m going to be honest, in the beginning I did not like Obi-Wan Kenobi one bit. I really disliked the “certain point of view” bullshit he fed Luke in Return of the Jedi. Even as a little kid I felt like that was an adult making up an excuse for flat out lying. I didn’t like him in the prequels either. He seemed like a nagging pain in the ass.

So what turned me around? The Clone Wars. That show took time and care to develop Obi-Wan into a truly fascinating character. Strong yet vulnerable, unwavering yet wounded, compassionate, kind, and intuitive yet unable to protect the people closest to him. Landing at Point Rain was the tipping point. That episode changed everything and made me love Obi-Wan.

All I have to say is God bless Dave Filoni. Clone Wars, and Obi-Wan in particular, reignited a passion for Star Wars that was so strong I had to start this blog so I had a place to put all my feelings.

WHY I DON’TI don’t like the way Obi-Wan withheld information from Luke. We’re talking vital information that could have saved a lot of people from a lot of pain. I will never ever ever be ok with “What I told you was true from a certain point of view.” No, it was a flat out lie. You just didn’t want to say the truth out loud. I understand why you did it, Obi-Wan, but I still think it was wrong.

FAVORITE EPISODEI have many favorite episodes. But let’s say Revenge, followed closely by Revival, then Landing at Point Rain, the Mandalore Arc… and the Kadavo arc.

FAVORITE SEASON2 and 3

FAVORITE LINEHow can I pick just one?? I have so many. OK, here is one of my favorites:

“You know, when I cut you in half, I should have aimed for your neck instead.”

FAVORITE OUTFITObviously Obi-Wan in Mandalorian armor.

OPTWith me, of course LOL

BROPTAnakin or Qui-Gon or Cody

HEAD CANONI think my fan fics make it perfectly clear: Obi-Wan rekindled his relationship with Satine and when she was murdered the trauma pushed him over the edge, causing him to fall to the darkside before going on a rampage…and I’ll stop there before I give too much away.

UNPOPULAR OPINIONObi-Wan is a terrible communicator in the Prequels (he’s not great in Clone Wars but he’s a lot better). A lot of carnage might have been avoided if only Obi-Wan had been better about blunt, open communication instead of using the typical hyperbolic Jedi drudgery.

A WISHThat Obi-Wan Kenobi was a real person. And/Or that Rey is somehow a Kenobi.

AN OH-GOD-PLEASE-DON’T-EVER-HAPPENPlease, if there’s an Obi-Wan movie, don’t destroy him the way you destroyed Luke in The Last Jedi. That was really devastating for me and if that happened to Obi-Wan I might actually drop dead from sadness.

5 WORDS TO BEST DESCRIBE THEMDevoted, stubborn, deadly, deliberate, empathetic

MY NICKNAME FOR THEMSnark Master

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i-aim-to-overanalyze · 6 years

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Motif Chapter 3

Summary: Skywalker was used to being electrocuted-it was a regular occurrence. Not to say that he enjoyed it-but it was an unavoidable obstacle in his line of duty. Which is why he doesn't see the point of resting a few days in the med-bay. However, after the recent incident, something strange begins to occur. Anakin thinks perhaps there is a truth about electrocution trauma after all.

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A/N: It’s been a while since I’ve updated this one, hasn’t it? This chapter was a pain-in-the-butt to write that I may or may not have put off writing it. But it’s finished and ready for you guys to enjoy now!

Palpatine sat at his office, high above the never-ending traffic of Coruscant. He stared at the skyline as he drummed his fingers against his desk. He was puzzled. It had been a few days since he last saw Anakin, but the boy’s reactions still aggravated him. He’d acted like a nervous banshee around Palpatine, ready to bolt out of there if he had been well enough.

As far as the Chancellor was concerned, there was no reason for this behavior. Young Skywalker had been feeding out his palm, docile and pacified, shortly before this strange behavior occurred. Something clearly had changed between the time he left for his assignment and the hospital visit. The way the young knight reacted to his presence spoke for itself. He reacted with repulsion, eyes widening in some sort of revelation.

Palpatine didn’t understand it. He had spent years grooming the boy to become his apprentice. He took full advantage of his age to play up a grandfatherly persona. He had looked over the report of Anakin’s last mission countless times. The report was full of details from different perspectives, but nothing was out of the ordinary. Unless the report was falsified, nothing indicated Anakin’s turn. They could’ve make up that report to make him believe his plans were going smooth as usual. He scowled, knocking the papers off his desk. No. Skywalker wasn’t that smart! He was too impulsive to try a tactic such like that! Nor did he believe this of the Jedi council’s doings. He had made sure to plant enough doubt into Anakin to keep him from fully trusting the council ever.

He had hoped to make another visit to Skywalker’s hospital ward again, however the drudgery of a politician’s life kept him from going. Unfortunately, being a secret sith lord doesn’t allow him to bypass all the chancellor duties he was expected to uphold. Trust him, the senate meetings were no hoot to mediate. He knew sowing seeds of disharmony into the senate to make it divisive was part of his plan, but after a while, their incessant bickering started to grate on his nerves. There were too many voices, too many opinions all bottled up in one room. There’s a reason why he wants to do away with democracy. If not for the betterment of the galaxy as he sees fit, then for his own sanity.

He had naively hoped to be able to persuade all of them to readily follow his every suggestion, but there were stubborn minds in the senate. Some of them belonged to species that were impervious to Force tricks but others were just very stubborn idiots. Padme Amidala, being a key example. How he hated her!

He slammed his fist against the desk, growling at just the thought of that pestering woman. Another one of his foolish ambitions had been to make her into a puppet of his will. For a while, she’d been under his spell, or at least went along with his schemes. Begrudgingly, she had been vital to his rise as Chancellor. He’d orchestrated the entire conflict for that sole purpose; if she’d had refused to take his bait, it would’ve set his plans back a bit.

However, she grew up and shed her skin away from his control and he never managed to reclaim her as a pawn ever again. It infuriated him. The two played a game of chess. Sometimes he thought she was aware of his moves, his plans for the future. Other times he was fully convinced he had fooled her. Then again, she had grown to be quite a successful political activist. She was a thorn in his side and she knew it. She knew there was something about him that didn’t reek of the kind senator that she once knew.

Though they fully understood that the dynamic had shifted, they kept playing their roles. He played the role of her faithful former mentor and she kept playing her role as his grateful former student. He cursed himself inwardly for teaching her too well on how to work the political atmosphere. No matter. Sooner or later she’d either fall to his grasp once more or he’d dispose of Padme properly.

Of course, the main problem with Padme was Anakin’s schoolboy crush on her. He admired Padme greatly and it didn’t escape Palpatine’s eyes. She, too, appeared to share the same sentiment. Although young Skywalker claimed the two were only friends, even someone as blind as a bat could see they were in love.

Love. Even the word disgusted the Sith Lord.

The most worrying thing of this debacle was how easily swayed Skywalker could be of others. This was something Palpatine utilized to his advantage, but it meant he could easily fall onto Padme’s side. Something the Chancellor wished to avoid. It could very well be Padme’s influence that caused him to grow suspicious of Palpatine.

Palpatine sighed, mulling it over. He could not stoop to his future apprentice’s level and act impulsively about this matter. He didn’t get this far into his plans by acting on a whim. No, he thought things through slowly and deliberately.

As much as he hated having his pawn captured by Padme, it could prove useful in the end. A good Sith turns their opponent’s ambitions against them.

He smirked to himself. Yes, that’s exactly what he’ll do.

In another part of Coruscant, inside a dusty old temple, sat Anakin. He was completely unaware of Palpatine’s plotting, for he was in a predicament of his own.

He was alone in the suite, Ahsoka having stormed off somewhere into the depths of the temple. He hadn’t followed her, knowing it’d be best not to. She needed time alone to cool off. That wasn’t the only reason. He privately feared that the dark music would ensue if he attempted following.

It apparently hadn’t mattered though because the music followed him into the suite regardless. A melancholy tune hung over his head, taunting him of the events that occurred a few hours previous. It was a slow, dragging piece that kept subtly hinting those dreaded three notes. If Jedi were allowed to have holo discs, he might’ve tried blocking it out with space pop music or whatever was popular these days. He thought over the idea of smuggling in some discs, but he really didn’t want to try explaining his actions in front of the Jedi Council if discovered. There was a lot of tactics he pulled in defiance of the Council, but they usually had a justification behind them. This, he had nothing without sounding like a complete lunatic.

He hated the idea of what he was about to do: meditation. Having exhausted all the other solutions, it was the only option left. He hated meditation. He hated to sit still and try to focus on the massive feedback sent him all at once. However, it was the only option to hear what the Force had to say on this matter.

He wasn’t the most spiritually rooted Jedi; it one of the many reasons the Jedi Council loathed him. He never had to be, as the Force was always at his fingertips. Whereas others worked hard to strengthen the connection between them and the Force to grant them further strength and finesse. He still respected the Force, it was what freed him from his bondage of slavery. It was because of this respect that he was willing to attempt meditating.

Admittedly, the music sounded like it agreed with this sentiment, growing to a more hopeful tune again. It reminded him of the tune he heard with Ahsoka as they entered the Temple.

He took a deep breath and tried centering himself. His mind wanted to wander back to what Ahsoka had said and how she reacted—no, he couldn’t focus on that right now. The only thing that required his concentration was the Force. It didn’t matter how much the music was bothering him. It didn’t matter how squishy the meditation pillow was or how itchy his tunics were. Not even his aching muscles mattered. What mattered was being one with the Force and the Force being one with him. He was calm. He was peace. He was—

“Argh.” He complained out loud, opening his eyes before closing them once more.

He had to do this, he couldn’t go to Obiwan about this. For a brief moment, the idea of talking with Obiwan sounded alluring. He quickly squashed that idea down. He couldn’t face him when knowing how Obiwan would react. He’d think Anakin was going insane. He’d brush it off, telling him not to worry about it. That’ll “pass in time” much like his nightmares about his mom had.

Not to mention, Obiwan was busy trying to keep another planet fall into Separatists’ hands. He didn’t have a time to lend an ear to Anakin.

“Let me help you.” A voice interrupted his thoughts. Its words echoed against the crevices of his mind.

“W-what?” He spluttered out loud. He instinctively reached for his lightsaber as he scanned the room. Nothing.

“Relax,” The voice making a tsking sound, “Don’t be afraid.”

“How do I know you’re not some evil apparition?”

“Listen to the sounds, what do they think?” The voice spoke again. It sounded ancient and whimsical. He could tell by their tone that they were amused by his reaction.

Sighing, he listened intently to the music. It sounded nonthreatening, peaceful even. Nothing like those ominous trio of beats that still haunted the foreground of his mind. He felt like he could trust this voice. He didn’t know why, but it felt right by the Force to do so. It sounded crazy, but then again the Force is rarely logical in its’ actions. Very much like Anakin’s split-decision plans in heated moments of battle.

With that in mind, he slowly closed his eyes and once more focused on reaching out to the Force. The tidal waves that made up the Force crashed against him, threatening to drown him—but he didn’t struggle. He let them wash over him as he resisted the urge to fight against the immersion.

“Good.” The disembodied voice uttered.

Anakin twitched his nose but continued to concentrate on following the thread of the music. Everything leads back to the Force. The Force binds the whole galaxy together; without it, nothing exists. This is what Obiwan and the other Jedi cemented into his young skull. It was all about finding the connection between the object and the Force. As the Force makes up all things, so will a creation of the Force reflect its character. He was uncertain if this doctrine applied to a disembodied musical score, but it was worth a shot. He found himself losing control of his body, everything felt numb and foreign and unmovable by his thoughts. This worried him. He didn’t like giving up control of his body. It reminded him of bad things, like being a slave again—

“You are a child of the Force. The Force will not harm those who serve it dutifully.” The voice once again chastised.

Now that he had gone deeper into the Force, he attempted reaching out to the voice. He caught a brief glimpse.

The figure was shimmery, glowing dimly like a far-off star. The hood of the figure’s cloak obscured their face from Anakin. The glimpse faded once the figure turned its’ gaze towards him, catching him in the act.

“Don’t focus on me, young one. Focus on the Force,” They insisted, “My being is not more important than the Force that which binds all things together and holds the galaxy in place. I am merely here to give aid in your quest.”

He smirked. Typical dutiful Jedi. He shook his head—well his metaphoric head, as his spirit was currently detached from his body. He ventured further into the Force, past where he’d found the disembodied voice. He followed the music on a wild goose chase, straining his ears to hear strings and brass sections urging him to continue onwards. The music was the same as the one he encountered previously with Ahsoka and now the disembodied voice. That strong, united cry of hope. He pressed after it, always just a reach away from grasping it.

The music kept eluding him, leading him to going deeper and deeper into the Force. As he did, he felt the Force begin to move around him. Images of things long past flashed past him. A huge ship crashing into Corusant. Padme in pain. The Jedi Temple in flames. They flew by so quickly, he could barely comprehend what they meant.

Eventually, he came upon a forest. It wasn’t apart of his mind shield nor of anyone’s elses. The forest was alive with Force energy. The air hummed, replicating the tune he had been following the whole way down. He was starting to realize that the music wasn’t some crazy jacked up hallucination. Somehow it intertwined with the Force. No, it was the Force. Maybe the music acted like the language of the Force, its’ symphony screaming to anyone who listened hard enough.

“You are correct.” The spirit announced, appearing in front of Anakin.

Anakin stumbled back, surprised that the mysterious spirit had chosen to actually reveal itself to Anakin.

“Ho-how’d you—”

“My spirit is one with the Force—all thoughts known by the Force I also know.” The voice explained, “The music you are hearing—it is the music of the galaxy, something every Jedi could once hear. Each being has their own melody in the narrative. A melody that can shift and change depending on the paths one takes in life.”

“So those three beats,” Anakin swallowed.

“Could be a part of your melody if you keep going on your current path,” The spirit finished. His eyes had a gleam of sadness in them, and Anakin felt like he had let the being down despite having just met the being.

“The music is a manifestation of the Force. You should listen well to its’ warnings.”

Anakin drew a deep breath.

“Okay. You said that the music could be heard by all Jedi at one point, why’d that change? And how are you here? I was told that there is nothing—”

“but the Force after death?” The spirit raised an eyebrow, “In a way, that is true. I am not lying when I say that I am one with the Force. Like the ability to hear the galaxy’s symphony, it is an ability lost to the Jedi Order. One that requires extensive training while living. I died before completing my training—I can only manifest a physical appearance deep in the Force.”

As Anakin conversed more and more with the spirit, he couldn’t help but think how eerily familiar their voice sounded. There was no way he knew this person before they died—the ability to exist afterlife was something lost to the Jedi Order after all.

“What about the music, though? Wouldn’t that require training of some sort—like surviving being electrocuted a number of times?” Anakin cross his arms.

The spirit let out a booming laugh.

“While it does indeed normally require training, it does not involve being electrocuted a number of times,” The spirit said with mirth, “However, the Force felt like an…intervention was need on your behalf.”

“W-what?” Anakin said indignantly.

The spirit opened their mouth to say more when the forest began to shake, causing Anakin to grasp onto a tree trunk.

“Anakin?!” A voice echoed above the music of the forest—Ahsoka.

“It appears your padawan needs you.” The spirit commented, giving a meaningful look towards him, “It was good to see you again, Anakin.”

“Wait—what?!” He shouted. He attempted to step closer to the being only to be jolted backwards from the severance of the connection. His spirit flew back into his body quicker than he’d expected, as he suddenly snapped his eyes open into the increasingly worried gaze of Ahsoka.

He vaguely realized he was being cradled in her lap, something he remedied by sitting up hastily.

“Hey,” He croaked, “What’s up, Snips?”

Ahsoka narrowed her eyes at him before looking away.

“The Council wants to see us.”

A/N: Music used: Anakin's theme from Phantom Menace and the Force theme. Not a whole lot, but this was Force-heavy hence the over-use of it. I'd really recommend taking a listen to Anakin's theme, it's a hidden gem in my opinion. It has a heavy dosage of innocence with that subtle Imperial March in case you forgot that tHIS INNOCENT SWEET SUMMER CHILD BECOMES DARTH VADER

Also, hmm, wonder who that mysterious force figure could be?? For those who doubt Anakin not recognizing them consider this: 1. He has not heard their voice since he was a kid, it's been like 13 years. 2. He's not expecting them to be around in the afterlife 3. Anakin is dumb, hence the Force enabling the "Hints Menu" for him.

#sw #star wars #tcw #the prequel trilogy #pt #anakin skywalker #palpatine #ahsoka tano #motif #my writing

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Star Wars Episode 2: A rediscovery

OK... at this point, I’ve reviewed in series:

Rogue One Ep4: A New Hope Ep5: Empire Strikes Back Ep1: Phantom Menace

And boy, I am not excited for Episode 2. Still, I’m ready to give it a chance.

What happens when I do this is, I watch a movie that improves upon the effort in Episode 1. You can sense here that George Lucas took a lot of the criticisms to heart, maybe even ceded some control to others whom he trusts. Jar Jar is significantly toned down, the spectacle is there but the mystery and darkness is turned up a bit.

Still, we have a mostly flat movie. Only one “9″ scene and really it’s just the visuals, which have always been Star Wars’s strength. And, we are introduced to George Lucas’s Awkward Teenager Fantasy of a Space Romance (tm) featuring a horribly directed Hayden Christensen and a bewilderingly amenable Natalie Portman. Like, at no time at all in this movie does it make sense that Padme should be falling for this petulant, whiny, and kind of creepy kid... unless we simply assume that she kind of sucks, too.

Despite John Williams again trying to save the day (and this romance) with a score that soars to beauteous heights with Across the Stars, the film definitely fails here. The infamous “sand” line, etc etc etc all to come.

Lastly, we get an incredibly hokey and just inexcusably bad Gladiator style setpiece. 1′s and 2′s abound. The end result is a film that kind of flops on the main plot points and otherwise just plods the prequel plots forward, setting up an ep3 that might well have been made into three movies since it’s the only prequel that is interesting or ties to the originals in any satisfactory way.

On to the scores.

Average score: 5.48 Standard deviation: 2.07

Scroll. 7. This whole scroll made me say, “I guess...” Like, fine, I guess Count Dooku is a necessary new Sith character. I guess the Republic needs to create an army to help the Jedi... None of it makes me that excited. Appropriate omen for the rest of the movie.

Approaching Coruscant. 6. Very pretty ship. Very pretty cloudy day on Coruscant. Terrorist attack! Holy shit! Hollywood dramatic death of the decoy getting killed, bad directing/acting by Amidala. I wrote, “woof.” talk about botching an interesting idea.

Palpatine and Jedi. 7. More expository scenes here. “Dooku was behind it.” Sure, whatever. Keep republic together, sure, whatever. Yoda is fine. Samuel L is bad (must be the directing...). Palpatine scheming is just sort of Meh.

Obiwan and Anakin. 8. Not too bad, to be honest. Ewan does well, he’s turning up his “Alec Guinness” knobs quite well.

Jarjar / Padme, re-meet Anakin. 7. Damn, Amidala friendzones Anakin immediately. Anakin less good in this scene vs. with Obiwan. But the tension here actually makes sense. I wrote, “I’m OK with it.” Jarjar, man. Boo.

Worm assassination attempt, city chase. 6. This was supposed to be a big sexy setpiece and I was not loving it. Pretty imagery - very bladerunner - but Anakin’s “not another lecture” and subsequent arrogance during the chase scene means I really can’t understand how the Jedi didn’t see this coming. He’s a total prick. On top of that, one basejump from a speeder down 500 feet to another moving speeder *might* have been excusable, but two? And Obiwan catching a lightsaber out of nowhere? Plus, we get bad alien cutscenes. They go to a bar and there’s robot football on in the background, and that’s just a SMH / facepalm type stupid easter egg. Wasn’t into the cigarettes / “death sticks” line that much either. Anakin as a detective is a “meh.” Just... lots of falling flat going on here.

Jedi Council and Palpatine. 8. Obiwan tracks down the bountyhunter-assassin and Anakin gets to guard the Senator. So, I actually think this is starting to set up Anakin’s turn pretty well. Palpatine is subtly sowing confusion, discord in Anakin’s mind. The council shows serious flaws in trying to spy on Palpatine via Anakin. Palpatine can appeal to Anakin’s ego. Again, the Jedi really were pretty stupid, which I guess we just have to believe (and call-forward to Episode 8, Luke’s POV).

Jarjar becomes senator. 3. Copy-pasting my notes: “bad. why is anakin monologuing? padme is just sitting there. anakin temper tantruming for no reason. anakin a little rapey.”

Refugees. 3. I skipped over this scene accidentally and that would have been appropriate. Anakin and Padme stilted banter is bad. “At least we have R2! ha, ha, ha!” Good music (as always, JW).

Diner. 5. Obiwan goes to see an “old friend.” They give a big alien a mustache and have him talk like a Chicago line cook. Gimme a big “meh!” Gotta go to the outer rim to meet some cloners. hurray.

Library. 7. Jedi archivist arrogance. The mystery deepens - no system is there where the cloners are supposed to be! zomg. But this is all fine, and almost decent with deepening the mystery.

Padme and Anakin refugee dinner. 7. Kind of as painful as watching someone’s first date at a bar while waiting for a friend. “Attachment is forbidden but we’re encouraged to love unconditionally” and a bunch of other hoke. Anakin is persistent. Still, not a bad scene.

Jedi training w/ Yoda. 7. A little hokey how Yoda asks the padawan kids to guess at why there’s no system in the archives. A bad yoda chin scratch. A little hokey, but good.

Back on Naboo. 4. Good music. Dialogue between Anakin and Padme continues to be pretty rough. “Keep our faith in the republic.” More politics. Lake country. Anakin and Padme tension is dumb.

Camino. 7. Bad name, cool scene. Good mystery unfolding... why is Obi-Wan expected? What are all these soldiers doing here, who ordered them, what’s going on? Kind of clunky revealing dialogue and the CGI is a bit out of hand but also decently cool. I wrote: “I’m OK with the secret army storyline.”

Lake country on Naboo. 2-6. Padme is smoking hot. Beautiful scenes here, but then we get this gem: "I don't like sand. it's coarse, rough, irritating... gets everywhere. Here, everything's soft and smooth." Anakin is such a douche. Padme lets him kiss her, but why? Not sure i'm buying this shit. Love song (Across the Stars) is amazing. Beautiful waterfall. But then they dissect their first kiss. mehhhhh. Let's talk politics at a picnic? No. "Make people agree." Anakin is authoritarian and sort of evil. How could she fall in love with this dude? Then he surfs a cow. No. Now they’re rolling around in the grass. No. No thanks.

Django and Boba on Camino. 8. One of the better and subtler scenes maybe in the whole series for acting. Obi-wan and Django do a great job of dancing around each other verbally while sizing each other up.

Anakin-Padme Dinner / Wooing. 3. God, I wish I didn’t have so much to say about this tripe, but I do. I guess i'm fine with wooing Padme with Jedi tricks... But I still don't really buy the love story. And now we get lines like: "I'm in agony. the closer I get the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you." Suuuuuper creepy. “Haunted by the kiss you should have never given me.” “You are in my very soul tormenting me.” Honestly! This is like The Room. "THEN YOU DO FEEL SOMETHING!!!" Just a bad scene overall. Now Anakin is getting nightmares. "Your presence is soothing." Meh. Natalie Portman - did I mention she’s smoking hot? Anakin's mother is suffering in his nightmares, so he’s leaving to help her. Padme will go with him!? what the fuck. Bad lines too. Also callback to Luke leaving to help Han and Leia... I don’t know. Bad.

“Collect call.” 7. I believe this is the scene where Obi-Wan calls back to the council and Yoda or Samuel L. says their powers are diminished for not being able to see the creation of this clone army. Decent plotline, OK.

Django Fett vs. Obi-wan fight. 6. Decent. Too much ledge-hanging and Jedi are too super-duper-heroey. Tracking Django is fine but looked hokey.

Tatooine. 4. A fancy ship lands at Mos Eisley... man, they’re really going back to this well a lot. We see the stupid slave owner bug guy again and long story short, Anakin’s mom has been taken by the Tuskan Raiders. Time to kill some things.

Obi-wan tracks Django. 6. Asteroid field again. Depth charges again. Supposed to be a good action setpiece but I’m distracted because there’s not supposed to be any cool noises in space. Fine with Obi-wan faking his death to avoid Django. Very pretty scenery and Obi-wan sneaks around some. Whatever.

Anakin on the mother hunt. 1-7. Clever shadow of Anakin-as-Darth on the side of the building. Back to good music from Ep1. Finds his mom, and we’re back to bad dialogue. “Ani? Ani? Ani? Ani?” ... should feel something here, and don’t. The actor chemistry is just so bad, and I blame George. Still, Anakin going HAM is a good slip to the dark side. Hebrings his mom back dead, and proceeds to monologue shittily to Padme. "Life seems so much simpler when you're fixing things. I'm good at fixing things.” Awful. “Why'd she have to die? Why couldn't i save her? I know I could have?” what the FUCK. Terrrrrrrrrible. "I killed them. I killed them all." "I'm a jedi, I know I'm better than this." OK, finally at the very end as he breaks down, some sort of decent turn in this scene.

Count Dooku. 4. Jesus, how long is this movie? We get a random weirdo trying to create a new treaty with the trade federation to oppose the Republic. TWIST! This is what the rebellion does, but they’re somehow good! Sigh.

Yoda and Windu. 4. “Pain, suffering. Young Skywalker is in pain.” Whatever.

Funeral, message. 4. Here’s what I wrote and I remember none of this: “Clete is fine. Not really buying the whole anakin thing with mom. anakin stay where you are and protect the senator! padme is a mess too.”

Senator scheming. 5. So blatant. Sometimes this plotline is really well done and sometimes is sucks. Could have given this a 3-5.

Dooku and Obi-wan. 7. OK, we have an exposition-y scene where Dooku tries to recruit Obi-wan to his side. This scene saved by two very good actors giving a good performance.

Jar Jar in Senate. 2. The worst thing the franchise ever did gets to deliver the vote that gives Chancellor supreme powers. Jar Jar is a f***in’ tw*t. And Chancellor creates the Grand Army of the Republic.

Padme and Anakin on planet. 1. Oh, right. Anakin was going to go find Obi-wan or some shit. Padme saving the day with her senate powers! mehhhhhh. C3PO and R2 engage in dumb banter, but not as bad as jarjar. We’re now on some kind of shop floor ... that’s a No. Padme is now running through stampers. No. Bad. Dumb. No. Anakin also dumb. No. bad. My reviewing devolves into 2-year-old level angry language. We see machines making machines. C3PO hangs off a ledge. R2 flies around... come on. Wow, this is so bad. Padme falls into a fucking steel boiler. NO. NO NO NO. Anakin’s lightsaber is cut in half and we get a terrible "Obi-wan's gonna kill me." BOOOOO. And now droids and the fucking bountyhunter show up. God, that was worthless.

Padme and Anakin pre-Gladiator. 2. Anakin gets to deliver this gem: “I’ve been dying each day since you came back into my life. I love you.” I don't feel this makes any sense. Except I guess it’s clear now, as i said at the beginning of the review, that Padme kinda sucks. “I truly deeply love you.” Why?

Gladiator Death Battle. 1. HOW LONG IS THIS MOVIE? Also: GOD, THIS IS HORRIBLE. The only good part is Obi-wan with some sarcasm, otherwise we have unnecessary zerg monsters and midriff-revealing claw slashes and general dumb gladiatorial action. The “bad feeling” line was terrible, worst of the series. And where did Padme get her fucking keys?

Jedi save the day. 3. The Jedi look very hokey and stupid, to be honest, and they don’t look like very good fighters at the end of the day. Scores 3 for light sabers but otherwise it’s a 1 or 2 scene. What’s the end game here? Get surrounded and killed? Django vs. Mace Windu who cares. We get terrible Anakin and Padme cheesing, terrible C3PO humor, bad Jedi vs. Droids action, just all around shit.

Clones save the day. 5. Yoda arrives with clones to save the day. At least the plotline is somewhat nuanced - who is fighting who, who is good and who is not. This ambiguity is good. But nobody wanted to kill Dooku until he was already escaped? Sort of mediocre action. Soundtrack just sounds like the matrix. Why is yoda so into the fighting? He’s trying to protect the Republic, which he knows is eroded. The jedi sure fucked up.

Death Star Plans? 5. So having seen Rogue One, this doesn’t make any sense at all (continuity errors!) ... but the DS was actually a design from the Trade Federation, apparently? Not into this. George Lucas sucks and Dooku sucks.

Dooku Chase. 7. God, I can’t wait for this to be over (the movie and the review). Padme falls out of the transport - OK. Obi-wan and Anakin argue and it’s good. Finally some good acting out of this guy.

Dooku fight. 7-9. Notwithstanding that Dooku seems like a very unnecessary character, this climax is decent. Anakin’s an idiot apparently, and force lightning is apparently a big sith weapon. OK light saber fighting until double-lightsaber fighting, at which point it’s hard to follow the action. George is too busy focusing in on faces. And Yoda shows up. Huzzah. Fun to watch him with the light saber, maybe a bit too much spining around and Yoda ParkourTM, but why is he shouting? Aren’t Jedi supposed to stay calm? What happened to the Quigon meditation approach? Dooku esacpes. bleh.

Dooku Sidious meeting. 8. It’s all going to plan, yes, yes. Who the fk is Lord Tyranus? Very good music. War has begun, cool. All to Sidious’s plan, no surprise.

Yoda and Windu. 7. "Victory you say? Not victory. The shroud of the dark side has fallen. Begun the clone war has." Meh.

Clone Deploy. 9. The visuals of Star Destroyers lifting off and a huge army deploying is pretty cool. This is the highlight of this movie, which is sad.

Secret Marriage on Naboo. 7. Very pretty shot, no dialogue is good, anakin has a fake arm, bad kissing. definitely not an “8″.

Credits. 6. The tone of the ending music (traditional theme) is too upbeat. Should have taken a page (pre-emptively) from Rogue One’s book and used a quiet, somber theme. Gets there after a minute or so. Bleh. So glad this is over.

VERDICT

Not memorable, not unique, and basically a handful of scenes could have done the job here instead of what felt like 5 hours of filler. Happy to forget this movie ever happened. It grades out on the histogram as mostly 7′s and an even distribution around 4 or 5, but really, the 7′s were often due to boredom or “meh” type scores. Very flat movie in experience, with only downside and very little upside.

REVIEW LINKS:

Introduction: Star Wars, a rediscovery.

Rogue One: 6.92 / 10.00 (stdev 2.06).

Episode 4: A New Hope. 8.00 / 10.00 (stdev 1.34).

Episode 5: The Empire Strikes Back. 8.00 / 10.00 (stdev 1.29).

Episode 1: The Phantom Menace. 5.00 / 10.00 (stdev 2.08). But probably worse than that, actually.

Episode 2: Attack of the Clones. 5.48 / 10.00 (stdev 2.07).

Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith. 7.00 / 10.00 (stdev 1.77).

Episode 6: Return of the Jedi. 7.90 / 10.00 (stdev 1.91).

Episode 7: The Force Awakens. 6.57 / 10.00 (stdev 2.01).

Episode 8: The Last Jedi. 6.31 / 10.00 (stdev 1.89).

Verdict: Star Wars, A rediscovery.

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