DuracellEnergizer

TV's Frink said:

We think this discussion is irrelevant to the thread.  We also think we would look good wth ponytails.

Team Olie

We think you'd look better with mullets.

team_mullets_"R"_us

^We don't believe it.

team_skeptical

This discussion only serves to remind me how much I wish I owned a straight razor, and now I feel about bitching about my lack of a straight razor.

JEDIT: Furthermore, disposable razors are shit.

EyeShotFirst said:

I find it incredibly odd that I love music, opera, and film, but I cannot and have not ever been able to sit through a musical. I've seen all the great ones, and they just make my stomach turn.

I just cannot take a musical. It's like they are all bad to me. Maybe it had something to do with being forced to watch Cats or Sound of Music in my school days.

It's funny, because I like a lot jazz standards that came from Broadway plays, but I think it has a lot to do with who sings the song and who arranges it.

Then again, I think Leonard Bernstein was one of the greatest conductors of his time for classical music, yet I cannot stomach West Side Story.

This one would make a convert out of you.

...

Or perhaps not. *shrug* 

What can I say? My mind's a complete misandrist.

^I don't see how a falling hand is any more interesting. =P

Why oh why does Grace Zabriskie turn me on?

My mind -- she's been expanded!

JEDIT: My mind just saw Ahnold singing while wearing a towel. Now she's imploded.

Try as I might, I just can't imagine Ahnold singing. Talking his way through a song? Yeah, I can see that. Actual singing, though? That's just too alien a concept to visualize.

As long as he isn't Spartacus or Zorro, I'm content.

Alas, Frink beat us both to the punch (And in such an unremarkable manner, too).

The core of my own personal SW Comics Universe would consist of:

The Tales of the Jedi comics (the Fall of the Sith Empire and The Sith War storyarcs would be heavily revised and expanded)

"George R. Binks"

Most of the original pre-ROTJ Marvel comics (including most of Alan Moore's stories) and some of the post-ROTJ Marvel comics

Most of the Archie Goodwin/Al Williamson comic strips

A Valentine Story

Mara Jade: By the Emperor's Hand

The Thrawn Trilogy (revised & expanded)

Dark Empire (revised & expanded)

Dark Empire II (completely rewritten, with Palpatine removed)

Empire's End (same as above)

All the various Boba Fett miniseries and one-shots released in 1995-2000

Crimson Empire

Crimson Empire II: Council of Blood

Crimson Empire III: Empire Lost (completely rewritten)

EXT. M5O-0024 – CRICHTON SETTLEMENT – CITYSCAPE – DAY

On the Federation colony M5O-0024, a violet-and-mauve gas giant looms large in the northern sky, the distant white sun of the system shining just off to the northeast, casting its bright, clean light down on the coastal buildings of Crichton Settlement, the O-class moon’s largest city.

INT. APARTMENT COMPLEX/KUBAKA & NYOTA’S APARTMENT – DAY

Entering the apartment, we travel to the bedroom, where we find a suitcase – open and partially packed – sitting atop the large, king-sized bed.

Moving out of the bedroom, we come to the living room, where we find two dark-skinned Humans standing together. 1ST LIEUTENANT NYOTA UHURA, a pretty woman with short, black hair, dark brown eyes, and a strong, toned body, is of Terran extraction, a native of the African Confederation. Kabaka Bubunga – a man with short, curly hair, a thin mustache, and a taller, finer build than that of his companion – is of similar heritage.

KABAKA BUGUNGA: So you’re really going, Nyota?

UHURA: Yes, Kabaka. Did you really expect otherwise?

KABAKA BUGUNGA: (shakes his head with confusion) I didn’t know. I … (looks down at his pants and reaches into a pocket) Here, I have something for you.

Pulling the object – a small ebony box – out, he presents it before Uhura, resting a hand lovingly on her shoulder as he does so. Taking the box, she opens it; inside, nestled against scarlet velvet lining, is a beautiful electrum ring with an ornately cut turquoise set in it.

UHURA: A wedding ring? (beat) Kabaka, that’s very sweet, but –

Gently but firmly, Kabaka directs Uhura over to a sofa and sits her down in it.

KABAKA BUGUNGA: (sits down beside Uhura, facing her) Marry me, Nyota. What do you need space for when you’ve got someone who you loves you right here?

UHURA: And I love you, Kabaka … but I can’t just abandon my career. Comm officer of the Enterprise is a promotion I can’t refuse.

KABAKA BUGUNGA: (frowns) And you expect me to wait for you, is that it?

UHURA: No … no.

Taking one last look at the wedding ring in its box, she slowly closes it and replaces it in Kabaka’s hands, closing his fingers over it as she does so.

UHURA: (cont’d) I’ll wait for you.

Apparently a poor choice of words. Upon hearing them, Kabaka’s face contorts with intense, sudden anger. Bolting up from the sofa, he gazes down upon his lover, cheeks livid with rage.

KABAKA BUGUNGA: Don’t bother, Uhura ….

Taking the ring, Kabaka hurls it away from him. Hitting the far wall, it drops to the floor with a low THUNK.

KABAKA BUGUNGA: (cont’d) … I won’t be here when you get back.

Turning on his heel, he makes his way to the door out of the apartment. By the time Uhura goes to stop him, he has already stormed out.

UHURA: (staring after him) Goodbye ….

INT. ENTERPRISE/CORRIDOR OUTSIDE CREW QUARTERS

On board the Constitution-class starship Enterprise, in the corridor wherein the crew quarters are located, a man comes to a halt before a specific door. Clad in a gold command jacket nearly identical to Kirk’s, he keeps his hands clasped behind his back, an aura of what can only be described as relaxed but contemplative focus worn about him. A tall, lanky man who wears his dark black hair shorn short and his facial expression neutral, he looks almost like an average, nondescript Human male; only the greenish tinge to his light skin, his upturned eyebrows, and his pointed ears betray the extrahuman side of his heritage. This is MAJOR S’POCK, the Vulcan/Human hybrid science officer of the USS Enterprise.

Bringing up a hand, he presses the door’s buzzer.

CAPT. PIKE: (O.S.) Come.

The door slides open, allowing S’Pock to step inside.

INT. ENTERPRISE/CAPT. PIKE’S QUARTERS

As the door closes behind him, S’Pock finds CAPTAIN CHRISTOPHER PIKE seated behind his deck. A handsome man in his early forties, Pike has dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and a gold jacket. Elbows resting upon the desktop and his chin resting upon his fists, he stares at holographic images of old friends, family, and colleagues being projected from a data crystal held in a data reader upon his desk. His eyes are solidly fixed on the three dimensional images, his expression pensive.

Glancing up from the images, Pike seems to take notice of S’Pock for the first time. Bringing his head up, he passes a hand over the data reader, shutting the holograms off.

CAPT. PIKE: Good afternoon, Mr. S’Pock.

S’POCK: Commodore Pike.

CAPT. PIKE: Not Cdre. Pike. Not yet. I’m still a captain ‘til the week’s end.

Taking the data crystal out of the reader, Pike drops it in a drawstring bag. Scooping up other such crystals from the desktop, he deposits them in the bag, too.

S’POCK: Very well, Capt. Pike.

CAPT. PIKE: Ship’s business?

S’POCK: No, sir. The Enterprise is prepared for change of command.

CAPT. PIKE: Good.

Drawing the string of the bag tight, Pike then ties the bag shut and tosses it into a nearly empty suitcase.

CAPT. PIKE: Not much to show for eleven years, is it?

S’POCK: (cocks an eyebrow) Sir?

CAPT. PIKE: Nevermind. I’m just feeling my age.

S’POCK: Yes, Captain. (beat) Congratulations, sir.

CAPT. PIKE: Congratulations?

S’POCK: Yes, sir. In regard to your promotion, your increased responsibilities.

CAPT. PIKE: Oh, right. (smiles humourlessly) Did you want to talk to me about something in particular, Mr. S’Pock?

S’POCK: Change of command offers little opportunity for conversation, Captain. I came to speak to you now … merely to wish you farewell.

CAPT. PIKE: Merely?

S’POCK: Yes. Words of farewells are perhaps not logical, based as they are in superstition, in wishes for good fortune, but … I have learned much from you, Captain.

CAPT. PIKE: (smiles) That’s high praise, Mr. S’Pock. Thank you.

S’POCK: Perhaps we will have the opportunity to work together again, sometime in the future.

CAPT. PIKE: Does that bother you, Mr. S’Pock?

S’POCK: What, Captain?

CAPT. PIKE: I never asked you if you wanted to be promoted off the Enterprise with me. I could have recommended that. If I had, you’d be on your way to being my executive officer on a starbase.

S’POCK: I am aware that this is often done. Capt. Kirk has recommended one of his senior officers for a position on the Enterprise. That is his privilege, as it is your privilege to choose your own executive staff.

CAPT. PIKE: I probably should have talked to you about it, but I made the choice for you. I was afraid that if I made you the offer, you might feel compelled to accept it, compelled to leave the Enterprise. Did I make a mistake?

S’POCK: (frowns) Sir?

CAPT. PIKE: You have a highly developed sense of responsibility, Mr. S’Pock. You don’t necessarily choose the path that’s best for you.

S’POCK: “Best” is a highly subjective term, Captain. Vulcans attempt to eliminate subjective terms from their decisions. The goal of a Vulcan with my background and training is to increase the store of knowledge available to sapient beings.

CAPT. PIKE: Maybe I didn’t make a mistake, after all.

Pike rises from his chair, putting him on equal stature with the half-Vulcan.

CAPT. PIKE: (cont’d) When people of my background and training say goodbye, they shake hands, but Vulcans ….

S’POCK: I will shake your hand, Capt. Pike, if you wish it.

The captain and science officer then clasp hands for the first and final time.

Bullhead? Looks more like "Tobin Bell-head" to me.

ray_afraid said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

ZkinandBonez said:

They have pigs in the SW universe?

Why not? The original humans must have brought other terrestrial animals with them when they left Earth for the galaxy far, far away.

 But if humans leave Earth for the GFFA, wouldn't that mean Star Wars is happening in the future?

Not if they fell in a wormhole that transported them across time as well as space.

Or if they descended from primitive humans transported there by aliens hundreds of thousands (or even millions) of years in the past.

Or, or, or ...

^Televised spinoffs tend to do that.

ZkinandBonez said:

They have pigs in the SW universe?

Why not? The original humans must have brought other terrestrial animals with them when they left Earth for the galaxy far, far away.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ANb1AA35o9I

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1Q55CLrTkg

twister111 said:

Just noticed this now. My reaction:

...

Had a rather odd dream last night that another animated SW series -- or perhaps it was a film -- had been released, only it was in a 2D semi-anime style instead of CG.

The film/series was centred around Luke and his two sons. One of these sons -- I think he was identified as "Alexander" within the dream-- was his biological (and illegitimate) child, while the other -- whose name I can't recall -- was basically a foster child he'd decided to take under his wing.

Basically, the plot was this: Alexander -- being one of those evil children who show up in those lame, repetitive horror movies about evil children -- is found and trained by a darksider (who weilds a black/white lightsaber) right under Luke's nose, while the foster son -- who was a darksider himself when Luke took him in -- slowly but surely begins to find himself drawn more-and-more towards the light side.

Anyway, the dream pretty much ended on that note. There were a bunch of other tiny details, but I've forgotten them.

Well, I suppose that was somewhat disturbing. Not as disturbing as I expected or hoped, but enough to make the quota for this evening ... I guess.

I wish I knew where this gif

came from.

ZkinandBonez said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

ZkinandBonez said:

Included with the Millennium Falcon set however is a man called Tasu Leech

Yet another silly TFA name to add to the list of silly TFA names. Is that the sixth one, now? Seventh?

Still a less silly name than Porkins.
Also maybe it's a nickname, he is a gang member after all. And of course the official canon before Disney changed it had a swoop gang leader called Big Gizz.

I don't understand the strong reactions to these names, SW has always had some pretty silly names, especially for supporting characters and villains.

Well, contray to how my comment may have come off, I'm not really angered or annoyed* by the silly names. I'm just being my usual snarky self.

*Well, except for "Phasma". I really don't care for that one.