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#1052521
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Random PT ideas
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Hello everyone. WS, again, with another PT idea. This time, this is a story (one of many I had planned) where the PT would take place into one story and was split up into 3 parts (each part per ‘episode’ of a trilogy). It was meant to be more of a flashback story, starting out with Vader reminiscing about the past, starting part 1 of the story. Afterwards, there would be two interludes; one for Bail Organa on Alderaan, who just heard the supposed death of Leia in an accident, and fears what happened in the past may happen again, leading into part 2 (the beginning of Anakin’s fall; and for Obi-Wan on Tatooine, who senses Luke and begins to wonder how everything ended up this way, making way for part 3 of the story (which tells Anakin’s conversion into Darth Vader).

I barely made it through the story. All I ever had were just ideas, and small bits and pieces of unfinished excerpts. The only thing I finished was the prologue with Vader, as seen down below. It’s not much and it is a few years old, but do you think it was a good idea to start like this? I’d like to know. Thanks.


The automated doors slid shut as Darth Vader strode into his personal chambers. His black boots strode on the equally ebon-colored floor with the long, dark cape dragging behind him. The Dark Lord wasted no time and went for the projection pod just a few steps away, ready to give his report to his master.

Stepping onto the circular frame, Lord Vader lowered himself on one knee as quickly as his prosthetic limbs would allow. The pod lit up against Vader’s black armored form and cape while the lights in the chamber dimmed around him. A moment later, and the blue image of the emperor shimmered into existence, like some ghost in Coruscant’s misty morning.

Vader merely stared down. Though the machines in his body regulated his pulse and breathing, he almost felt himself freeze upon feeling the emperor’s gaze on him.

“My master…” the greeting reverberated through Vader’s respirator with his heavy breathing.

“Report, Lord Vader,” the emperor began.

“The ship is on route, as planned. It won’t be long until we meet with the rest of the fleet.”

“And the plans?”

Ah, yes. The stolen Death Star plans. For the past week, Vader and the crew of his personal Star Destroyer had been in charge of searching for them. “They are still in the rebels’ hands, my master.”

The shriveled face writhed in annoyance, and Vader felt the venom through the Force. “I take it you have made a move to recapture them,” his master said in a wry tone.

“Yes, my master. Imperial intelligence has already caught word of the ship that escaped Toprawa. I will detain it and find the plans.”

“When you do, there is something I want you to do. Governor Tarkin is already on route with the Death Star. You’re to join him once you have retrieved the plans.”

Finally, Vader raised his metal helm to his master. “Master, the rebels are the first priority. They must be stamped out before they attack again.”

“The rebels will have to wait, for now. Tarkin has grown overconfident in his abilities, and I can’t afford anymore oversights. I need you to make sure Tarkin does not… overstep his bounds.” There was a slight hiss at the end, followed by a small pause while the accursed eyes burned into the Sith Lord’s black helm. “I sense you are not fully on board with the idea.”

Vader suppressed a tinge of discomfort. Slowly, he confessed. “I believe too much faith is put into the Death Star. The rebels have proved to be capable of stealing the plans. They may find a weakness.”

“I doubt it, Lord Vader. The Death Star will be the Empire’s ultimate weapon against the rebels.”

“Despite its power, it’s nothing compared to-”

“Compared to the Force, yes,” the croaked voice drawled out. “The Jedi said the same thing, of course. They thought the Force was the ultimate power, but it was the Force that brought their own end… or have you forgotten that?”

Vader’s hands resting on his knee clenched into fists. “I have not, master,” he answered monotonously.

“Then, there is nothing more to be said. Be sure to contact me when you arrive… And Vader. I expect you to tend to your duty.” The dry comment was the last thing before the transmission ended and the emperor returned from whence he came.

Vader rose to his full height in eerie silence. He treaded his boots off the pod and towards the meditation chamber, like some great Krayt Dragon. He entered the sphere and nestled himself right in the chair.

Finally, Vader let his anger boil. His fists clenched tightly on the armrests as the taunt echoed in his ears. Forgotten? The emperor dared to mock him, everything he had done, everything he had accomplished?!

With the Force, Lord Vader activated a switch, and the upper half of his chamber lowered to encapsulate him. His chair swirled along with his anger, and he began to question his master’s words.

Had Vader forgotten? No, he had not. Not fully. He remembered his choices, the mistakes he had, in his rise to power. They had been worth it. He was the Dark Lord of the Sith, serving the Empire like he served the Republic all those years ago… Of course, there were other choices he made, other paths. It had been another time… another life, and not everything had been clear.

“Many truths come from our own point of view,” he recalled Kenobi saying, much to his chagrin.

Once the jagged teeth closed with a slight hiss, Vader centered himself in the Force. What little of his normal bodily functions slowed to halt, leaving only the machines to work them. A mechanical appendage lowered from the ceiling and grabbed the round helmet, slowly undoing the locks on it.

Just as the helmet lifted, a haze came over Darth Vader’s vision. It blurred the white color of the chamber’s inner walls, and he began to see things he had not seen in a long time; the future, the past, old friends long gone…

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#1050393
Topic
Random PT ideas
Time

Hello again, this is another idea for a different PT I planned a few years back. It had been a very different story, where Anakin and Vader were two different people, and was totally inspired by the old “Clone Wars Explained” article from the 1980s I found online (link is here: http://nightly.net/topic/253-article-found-while-surfing-the-net/). Down below is what was once just a small bit, which was once a couple lines here and there and has been turned into a complete excerpt. Hopefully, this is good enough to pique your interest.


It was dark, cold, and wet. Those were the first things he noticed as he came to. For a long moment, there was nothing else, except the feeling of weightlessness and the sound of his own breathing.

Then, there was something from the quiet. A sound of some kind. A shout, he thought. And at last, he managed to open his eyes. Bubbles rose up and down, and through the transparent glass, he saw them. Computers beeping and blinking, people donned in white clothes, and cylindrical tanks, identical to the one he was in, lined up against the wall.

The darkness was gone, but the cold and wet remained. Where he was, what was going on, or even who he was, he had no idea. He was just a body floating in a sloshing and slimy substance.

Bacta, his mind told him. This stuff is called bacta. You’re in a bacta tank.

The words echoed in the back of his mind, as if he was supposed to know it from getgo. Still, he couldn’t help but feel something strange, even unknown about them. He knew the words, but had no connection to them. Were they important to him? Why?

Again, that automatic part of his brain answered. You’re not fully developed. You need bacta, if you want to grow into a perfect being.

Again, he was confused. ‘Grow?’ ‘Perfect being?’ None of the words seem to make sense to him.

The shouting came back, cutting him away from his thoughts. He saw the men in white running back and forth, giving out commands that were barely audible to him.

“… Xanatos’ dead… Jedi coming… do we do?”

“Disconnect the… from the tanks!”

“… won’t survive!”

“Orders are…”

Moments passed, and the men in white went around their duties. He watched them play with their computers. He barely managed to catch some of the tanks suddenly going dark. The bodies inside moved around a little before there was nothing.

Then, pain roared in his head. He heard the screams in his mind, the screams of the other people in the tanks as their lives went out one by one. His hands grabbed his head, wanting to turn off the screams. He could not and suffered hearing the voices cry out in terror before they were suddenly silenced.

All of a sudden, through the cries, he managed to hear something. Before long, there was something else…

A loud BOOM echoed, and the tank, perhaps the entire room, shook, making him just barely look. Smoke filled every corner, covering the men in white with cloud of gray and black. First thing was shouting, then a loud hum as a rod of blue light swung through the smoke and struck down any who approached it.

Events ran too quickly for him to process. What was going on? Why was he hearing all these screams in his mind?! What was happening to him?!

It was at that point he noticed the bacta in his tank was starting to turn dark. Now, he was afraid. He was about to join the poor fellow and be nothing more than a floating corpse. And he would feel it all as he died.

As he thoughts those morbid thoughts, he saw the blue light came through the smoke and struck the tank. The glass shattered, and he slid out onto the floor like a newborn out of its mother’s womb. He yanked the breath mask off, and he finally felt fresh air. His efforts for breathing it in were rewarded with spurts of bacta coughed up from his lungs.

Slowly, he rose until he sat in the puddle of bacta and shivered from what little of the slimy substance still clung to him and his modest clothing. After clearing his lungs of the putrid liquid, he took notice of the other bodies lying around him. They weren’t like him, who was dressed in a thin suit of clothing. They were the men in white, the same who had tried to terminate him, and they lied motionlessly, with horrible burnt scars stretched across their bodies.

Standing over the corpses was a man. This man was not donned in white, but in a light uniform and a brown cloak. In his hand was a cylindrical hilt, from which the blue rod of light came out of. The man stood with an aura of calm… and regret. Not just towards him, but to the others lying at his feet. But who was this man to have such sympathy for him, let alone the people who had tried to kill him?

A Jedi Knight, recalled his programmed mind. An enemy.

He thought about that. An enemy? That couldn’t be right. This Jedi had helped him, saved from the same fate as the others. If he was an enemy, why would he do such a thing?

Eliminate him, the voice in his head commanded, but he tried to shut it out. Eliminate the Jedi!

“Don’t be afraid,” the man, the Jedi, said. “I’m here to help.”

The Jedi’s voice brought a feeling. He could only describe it as calm, at peace. The parts of his mind that cried out for the Jedi’s destruction faded away.

No longer haunted by his thoughts, he spoke. The sound of speaking for the first time had hurt his throat, and it came out in a hoarse croak. “Y-you can help me?”

“Yes, I can,” the Jedi smiled, and his beard seemed to do so too. “My name’s Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan Kenobi. What’s yours?”

He opened his mouth, then stopped. Then, he looked down at band around his wrist. On it was a tag on it: VDR-142.

At last, he looked up and answered, “Vader, sir. It’s Vader.”


At the sound of a high-pitched and constantly repeated beeping, Vader’s eyes snapped open. He rubbed a hand over the weary eye sockets before he rolled on his side. By the bed, the source of his disturbance continued to ring, until Vader finally pressed the button and answered.

“Yes?” he said with a small yawn.

Captain Cody’s voice came through. “Sir, Master Luminara and her student have just arrived.”

A bit of excitement leaped up Vader’s throat as he raised his head from his pillow. “Where are they, now?” he asked, a little more loudly than he wanted.

“By the console chamber. They and General Kenobi are waiting for you.”

“I’ll be right there,” and with an excited click, Vader shut off the comm and sat up from his bed.

Barriss is here, he thought excitedly as he pictured the bright green face of Luminara’s pupil and her warm smile.

Vader had seen that same smile back when he first met Barriss at the Temple. Then, he was just inducted into the Jedi and in dire need of companionship. Vader had found it in a few Jedi students, Barriss more special than the rest, so he would be glad to be with her whenever he had the chance.

It was not long before Vader had put on his dark uniform. After putting on his pants and boots, Vader neatly pressed the seams of his tunic and added the long, flapping cloak to his Jedi look. His mask, the last thing left, rested by the mirror in his quarters, so Vader went over to grab it.

Vader’s hand halted when he looked at the mirror. It was meant to be just a glance, to see if he was primed and ready for Barriss, and the Jedi Masters. Then, it turned into a long, deep glance.

As Vader stared at the mirror, he looked at the face in it. He saw the familiar deep, blue eyes, cleft chin, and wavy, blond hair. He had the same muscular look to him, albeit he was a bit scrawny due to him being genetically a few years younger. Still, it was the same look, the same face.

The face of Anakin Skywalker.

No else, other than a few, knew about Vader’s secret. The masters on the Jedi Council had told him to use a partial face-mask hide his identity from everyone. The reasoning was as such; if anyone knew about the truth of Vader’s origins, there would be a major panic. People would be in a uproar over the Jedi having a clone among their numbers.

A clone. As distasteful as the word sounded, Vader couldn’t deny it. He was clone, nothing more. A mere copy, made from a Jedi pupil’s DNA, no doubt taken from some severed limb. Obi-Wan assured Vader otherwise, but the words did little to hide the truth lurking in the back of both their minds.

Slowly, Vader slid the mask into place, hiding portion of Anakin Skywalker. He did not need to worry about that. Now, he had to meet with someone important to him, and he would meet her as Vader, not Anakin’s copy.

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#1048283
Topic
STAR WARS: REBELS - animated tv series - 2014-2018
Time

Yeah, I agree. While the plot was kind of predictable, I did like the relationship between Sabine and her mom, interesting to see her brother, the saber fight between Sabine and Saxon was great, and it was touching to see Sabine stay and leave the Rebels (possibly the beginning of the end of the show), which could lead into the next anthology movie.

I’m interested to see what they’ll do next episode with Kallus. I bet the whole thing is just a ruse set up by Thrawn to uncover Kallus’ Rebel ties.

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#1047944
Topic
SW: Birthright (A TFA Rewrite)
Time

Here’s the next bit for my TFA AU. It’s just the opening for chapter 1, but hopefully, it’s a tiny bit good. I’d like to know what you guys think.

XXXXX

Ten years later…

“Fear is like a double-edged sword,” Rey remembered her master telling her in his deep and commanding voice. “It can help a person as such as it can harm. Fear can drive people to paranoia, creating distrust and chaos among each other. To let it win over you proves that you are weak. To survive, you must conquer your fear and make it your slave. By proving you can face it, by inflicting it on your enemies, will you gain your true power.”

Rey snorted. “Like that’s helpful here,” she said sardonically while she floated down what used to be the corridor of an Imperial Star Destroyer.

The comfort of her white spacesuit protected Rey from the harsh vacuum inside the ruined vessel, not from everything else. Being inside an empty Star Destroyer was the last place anyone would want be in, save for a smuggler hiding from the local authorities or a scavenger scouring for spare parts. It had no gravity, no power whatsoever, not to mention the lingering bodies and debris. It was, in every sense of the word, dead.

And right in front Rey, the dead were sprawled all over the metal walls. Some were officers in gray uniforms, others were wearing the stark white armor of Stormtroopers. They were from the waning years of the Galactic Empire, about thirty, thirty-five years ago. They were attacked, as shown by the blaster marks on their limped bodies. Rey, however, tried not to look nor to even make eye contact with the Imperials’ horrified and ghastly expressions.

Rey’s small breath condensed on the glass of her helmet and evaporated in seconds. She had never seen dead bodies, not like this. There’s nothing to fear. They’re dead. They won’t harm you, Rey told herself. She had to keep calm, she had to focus.

So, Rey closed her eyes and stretched out her senses. She heard the quiet air once filled with marching boots and felt the sting of electrical currents from old machinery. Rey searched through the old corridors, brushing up against the cold lifeless corpses and the slight sting of heated ozone against the walls.

Following her senses, Rey propelled her feet off the wall and pushed herself forward. Making great care not to disturb the corpses, she reached the end of the corridor and made a left into another. She continued onwards until she finally saw it. A simple doorway, rectangular in shape and with what used to a number of locks that would open up. In its center was a gaping hole, so large that Rey managed to squeeze herself through.

“The Empire certainly loved their ships,” Rey commented to herself upon entering the bridge.

As Rey went past the bridge’s lone communications console, she saw the walkway leading up to the open and shattered window where the commanding officer of the ship would wait and observe a battle. Down below were small pits where the lower ranking officers would relay commands from their terminals. It was a simple, utilitarian design that preferred efficiency and an establishment of command. No wonder the First Order adapted the design into their own ships.

Another push off the floor, and Rey gently glided over the scorched walkway and continued to sense the bridge. The Force felt dead here as it did everywhere else, despite there were no dead bodies. They were more than likely sucked out into space, or the fools ran from the bridge before succumbing to their inevitable fate.

There was something else, though. Whatever it was, or whomever they were, Rey put a hand to the bridge and stopped herself. Floating a mere centimeter above the floor, she darted her eyes around to look for anything out of place. Something was there, but where was it?

Then, something came up from behind. A pair of arms wrapped around Rey squeezing her into a tight lock. Rey was too surprised that she failed to slip away and was left trying to squeeze herself out. “I got her!” her attacker shouted through the communication systems.

Struggling in her captor’s arms, Rey saw two more figures in white plasteel armor coming out of hiding. They were First Order Stormtroopers, and judging by the segmented pieces on her captor’s arms, Rey guessed that he was one too. The two Stormtroopers in front stared at Rey with their black lenses and tear-like lines that ran down their helmets. “Huh, this was too easy,” one, a woman, said.

“Careful, you know what she is,” cautioned the other, a taller, male trooper. “Who knows what she can pulls on us.”

Rey squirmed again in the arms of the first Stormtrooper. Holding firm, he told his companions, “Uh, sir, she’s slipping… I can’t hold her for much longer.”

“I got this,” the male Stormtrooper in front said.

Rey’s eyes widen when the trooper raised his chrome and white blaster rifle in hand. Time seemed to slow as the trooper slowly pulled his finger on the trigger. Rey closed her eyes, falling into the Force for something, anything that could help. What she received was her master’s voice scolding her.

“What are you waiting for? Attack!

Without any thought, Rey did. She swung her head back into the face of the Stormtrooper holding her. He cried out in pain as he let go. Freeing herself, Rey kicked off the Stormtrooper with both feet and sent herself flying to the two in front of her.

“She’s loose!” the female trooper shouted.

The other one fired in response. Flying forward, Rey spun her body around the blue stun blast and kicked the blaster rifle out of the trooper. Using the Force, she pulled the blaster into her hands, and the Stormtrooper was knocked out by a stun blast, having no time to even make a sound. The female Stormtrooper quickly drew her rifle.

Rey was quicker, and a second stun bolt hit the Stormtrooper. Her two would-be captors unconscious and floating aimlessly, Rey whirled around at the final Stormtrooper, the one who tried to grab her.

“Don’t shoot!” begged the last man, who raised his arms in surrender.

For a full second, Rey froze. She felt a wave of fear from the Stormtrooper and pondered on her choices. The trooper had assaulted her, but now, at her mercy, he was nothing more than a sniveling coward. Rey, with a slight tinge of pity, saw the effort was not worth it.

A second later, Rey started to lower the blaster.

A warning flared in the Force, and Rey was quick enough to spot the trooper reach for his blaster. He fired, and Rey ducked under a blue stun bolt. She fired back, and the last Stormtrooper, too late to realize his mistake, floated aimlessly with his comrades.

Slowly rising to her full height, Rey could not help, but notice how everything was oddly quiet. Her senses felt a bit clouded, if not a bit dull. She could only feel the slight shiver of the Force running down her back.

Then, the comm in her helmet chimed and a voice came through it. “Apprentice, report,” it said.

Pressing the button oh her helm, Rey answered it. “Training complete, master. All Stormtroopers incapacitated.”

There was a short pause on the other end, and the voice said, “Return to base, at once. We will discuss your performance when you come back.

Rey frowned. She knew that tone well enough to know what it meant: she had not passed. At least, not her master’s expectations, and that meant she was in for quite the lecture, or worse. Conceding to her fate, Rey gave a meager reply. “… Yes, master.”

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#1047695
Topic
Random PT ideas
Time

thejediknighthusezni said:

Kyber Crystals power the only fighter-sized ships in the galaxy with hyperdrive capability.

Interesting idea. Speaking of Kyber crystals, one idea I had was that during Anakin and Obi-Wan’s fateful duel (which in one of my versions was a three-way duel with Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Maul) was that Anakin, tapping in to the Dark Side, would change the color of the kyber crystal in his saber and would temporarily give his blue blade a red tint.

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#1046716
Topic
Random PT ideas
Time

Hey guys. Down below was an epilogue I wrote for an Ep 1 rewrite I had planned. This rewrite was more focused on trying to fit with the Disney canon (mainly TCW and Rebels, but not excluding some of the comics), shifting some details here and there. This version has a cast of characters including a teenaged Anakin Skywalker, a younger and more brash Obi-Wan Kenobi, and an original character, Kara Lok (who in some drafts was going to be Kara Qel-Droma), who was a combination of Han’s cynicism and Leia’s devotion to her own cause. While I did have an epilogue ready, I never got around to writing the rest of the story (strange, isn’t it?) because I get on getting conflicted of the story’s details (e.g. when it takes place, what happens exactly, should it really fit with Disney canon, etc.).

Down below is that epilogue. Let me know what you guys think. Probably not that good, but I’d like to know. Thanks.

XXXXX

Anakin could feel the still air in the Council Chamber. He had rarely seen it since he came to the Temple, but he knew it enough to recognize the ornate, circular patterns on the floor, and the twelve chairs of the council seated on the edge. However, the darkness permeated everywhere, save for the center of the chamber.

Anakin gazed at the Jedi Masters standing in a circle. Their blades were lit and held in salute in a ring of colorful light. It was unlike anything Anakin had seen, and he was tempted to join them.

“Keep still,” he heard Windu, who stood in the circle.

Relaxing his grip on his unlit saber, Anakin did as he was told and remained outside of the circle of Jedi Masters. That did not stop him from peaking in the spaces between, and he saw the grandmaster’s seat. Right in front of it knelt Obi-Wan. Anakin was surprised how serene the Jedi’s expression was, especially at such an occasion like this.

Across from Obi-Wan, Master Yoda held in his hand his old lightsaber, used for ceremonial purposes. The small green blade lit up in the darkness, and the ancient master spoke while the saber passed over Obi-Wan’s head.

“By the right of the council… By the will of the Force… Dub thee I do, Jedi…”

Fascinated, Anakin watched the blade hover by Obi-Wan’s braid before Yoda sliced it off in one motion.

“… Knight of the Republic,” Yoda finished.

The blinds peeled away, and natural sunlight flooded into the room. The Jedi Masters extinguished their lightsabers and went over to congratulate Obi-Wan, who stood and scooped up his severed braid in hand. Anakin would have gone first, but the taller Masters kept blocking his way and congratulated Obi-Wan with a “Well done,” or a pat on the back.

At last, Obi-Wan came through the crowd. The Masters fell silent and their gazes on Anakin, who noticed. He managed to clear his throat and smiled at the newly knighted Obi-Wan. “You made it,” Anakin said. “Congrats!”

“Put so eloquently,” Obi-Wan gave a faux wry smile, which turned genuine. “Thank you.”

Anakin continued to grin until Windu spoke, drawing both the young men’s attention to him. “Kenobi, now that you are a knight you will have more duties than before. What happened on Alderaan has left the Senate troubled. They will need the Jedi now more than ever.”

“But for now,” Yoda interjected with a kind smile. “Cherish this moment you must. Today, a good day this is. Risen to the rank of knight you have.”

“… and with a new addition to our order,” said Master Fisto, who turned to the young teenager.

Obi-Wan put a hand on Anakin’s shoulder. “I will train him, as Qui-Gon would have wanted,” he told the Masters.

Anakin gave a small smile. Hearing of Qui-Gon did hurt, but he knew the kind master would not want him to dwell on it. He would make him, and Obi-Wan, proud.

“Much work there is, Obi-Wan,” Yoda continued. “For you and your new Padawan. Best to you both, I wish for.”

“May the Force be with you,” Windu said.

Nodding, Obi-Wan and Anakin turned and made their way to the elevator. The door closed behind them, and the new Knight let himself relax his posture. “I can’t believe it actually happened,” he said.

“Neither can I,” Anakin added as he relaxed.

Obi-Wan gave the teen a poignant glare. “But you didn’t do anything.”

“I was there for moral support.”

Obi-Wan shook his head and was silent for a few moments. “Well, I believe we’ve had enough excitement. We should just enjoy the day.”

“As long as nothing else weird happens,” Anakin agreed.

The elevator door slid open. Both Jedi were surprised to see someone, not another Jedi, waiting by the elevator. That someone clicked her boots and saluted them. “Specialist Kara Lok, reporting for duty, master Jedi,” she announced.

Anakin and Obi-Wan just stared at the woman in front of them. They almost failed to recognize her with the gray military uniform and combed hair. At last, Anakin said, “Never mind, I stand corrected.”

“At ease,” Obi-Wan said, as he left the elevator with Anakin. He looked up and down at the new Kara. “‘Specialist Lok,’ now… What is the occasion?”

Kara lowered her hand. “After the Alderaan incident, I was given a promotion…”

“I see.”

“… and I have been assigned to work with you, Knight Kenobi.”

“Ah, you noticed.” Obi-Wan gently brushed the stub of hair where his braid used to be.

“I did. Congratulations, by the way.”

“Thank you.”

Anakin finally broke his silence and said, “Alright, who are you and what have you done with Kara?”

“Still haven’t changed,” Kara rolled her eyes, showing a bit of her old self. “Basically, the Senate’s up in arms with star systems leaving. They want military personnel to work close with the Jedi to make sure certain worlds stay with the Republic. They also want the military to look professional while doing so. Hence, the new look.”

After a moment of taking in this new information, Obi-Wan asked, “And I take it, there’s a mission for us already?”

“We have a meeting with Senator Ibis on Corellia.”

Hearing that name, Anakin’s eyes widen with recognition. “Corellia, isn’t that a world full of starship?”

“And full of veteran pilots,” Kara added with a small smile, knowing full well the Jedi were ready to accept her offer. “I’ll have the Star Hopper ready for departure. We can leave as soon as you’re ready.”

With that, Kara made her leave, Obi-Wan shortly followed. He stopped and looked to the young boy still waiting behind. “Are you coming, apprentice?” Obi-Wan called out with a smile.

“Yes, master,” Anakin returned, following Obi-Wan and Kara down the halls of the Jedi Temple while containing the joy inside of him.

Master Yoda was right. Today was a good day.

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#1045291
Topic
SW: Birthright (A TFA Rewrite)
Time

I’m back, and with a crawl for my story. Let me know what you guys think of it. It’s just a crawl, but hopefully, it’s a bit good.

"A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS

Birthright

For many years, the NEW REPUBLIC has known peace. However, troubled times are returning to the galaxy as the FIRST ORDER has risen from the ashes of the old tyrannical Galactic Empire.

The newly made Jedi Knights, too few and leaderless, have scattered across the galaxy. Many Jedi and the Republic search for the Jedi Master and famed hero Luke Skywalker, searching for anyone who last saw him.

Meanwhile, in a system that houses the First Order’s base of operations, a young woman trains herself to join the group of Force wielders known as KNIGHTS OF REN…"

EDIT: Title has been changed to “Birthright.” I will try to change it for the sake of consistency in this thread.

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#1045289
Topic
The Star Wars <strong>Fan Films</strong> / Shorts thread
Time

Hey guys. I haven’t seen a general thread on fan-made SW works, specifically filmed and animated kinds, so I thought I’d put this up (if there’s already one, I’ll take this down). Here, we just talk about good, bad, and whatever SW fan films there are out there. Put down random thoughts. Just something to talk here, if you want.

Getting the ball rolling, I just found this animated short, called STAR WARS: Echoes of the Past by YouTuber Andrei Terbea (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZjA1HacQZg8). Not exactly action-packed like most, but I thought it was pretty good. Just a bit where Rey and Luke talk, and I liked it.

Do you guys know of any fanfilms (good/bad/whatever)? I’d be interested to hear what you guys have to say. Thanks!

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#1041524
Topic
SW: Birthright (A TFA Rewrite)
Time

DuracellEnergizer said:

I’m immediately interested in knowing what becomes of Luke’s students, so I have to say its a pretty good prologue.

Thanks for your response, but it may take a while before I reveal anything about that. Luke’s students is one of those many plot bunnies I have for this story, and it’s a big hindrance. Aside of deciding what actually happens, there’s also the problem of using Legends characters vs characters that may appear in the Disney canon (usually I tend to stick to one canon in these kind of situations). Hopefully, I can clear that up soon, but we’ll wait and see for now.

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#1040736
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SW: Birthright (A TFA Rewrite)
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Hello, everyone. I’ve been working on a TFA rewrite/AU, “Birthright” (working title), which falls more under an “Infinities” alternate universe story than an actual rewrite. This is a fanfic novel (b/c I’m more familiar with that than script writing), which delves into the typical “what if?” type of thought.

Now, I haven’t been able to write the full story, since I have been having problem with planning the plot and have it work with the characters, and given Carrie Fisher’s recent passing, I have been hesitant to carry out my plans for the story (one of them which is killing off the OT main cast). Also, I have been going back and forth between different plot bunnies, all for the same story. As such, I don’t know when I will actually get to fully write this story.

That being said, I do have something ready. Below is a small short that came to me a year ago, and from that short, I started to branch it out into a TFA AU story. It might not be much, but I would like to know what you guys think (good/bad/meh?). Thanks.


In the murky darkness, there was no one.

The eyes under the black visor continued to stare, wanting to some outline of a person. They had to be hiding somewhere, perhaps cloaking their presence. However, the Force revealed nothing of the sort, or anything else, for that matter.

The Force proved to be true when the lighting flashed, and no one was in the rain.

A breath of frustration escaped through the helmet’s filter as Kylo Ren stared at the empty space before him. Kylo expected Skywalker’s other students to be here. He had felt them, and it was what his sources had told him, but now there was no one. Not a single being.

Behind him, a female asked, “Where are they?!”

“They must be hiding somewhere!” said another, a man, barely heard over the rain and thunder.

Kylo glanced over his shoulder to the handful Knights of Ren behind him. The filter of his helmet turned his frustration into a distorted deep base. “I want them found! Leave no stone unturned!” he ordered.

Before everyone else went their own separate ways, Kylo impatiently rushed out to conduct his own search. His boots splashed on the large puddles, sending the water everywhere and the mud continuing to stick to his soles. Again, he tried to find some visage of a being, looking left and right, only to find no one. Kylo kept on walking and searching, until the forms of his knights were mere blobs in the distance.

After a while, Kylo came to a stop. Closing his eyes, the thunder, the rain pelting the dome of his helmet, and the constant splash of dirt and puddles faded away. Kylo searched through the ebb and flow of Force for any lifeforms beyond himself and his knights. He brushed aside the critters, plants, and others beneath his notice. He searched, and searched, and searched, and searched. He knew was close, but where…

Then, Kylo turned, just as the lightning flashed again over a white cloak. The outline of a hood and a man underneath it stood not too far away. “I wondered when you would arrive,” the man said, his soft voice weighed down by age. “I was getting tired of waiting in the rain for so long.”

Kylo, unamused, peered at the man. “Where are the others?”

“Gone,” met his demand. “Far from you and Snoke."

Anger sparked, but Kylo stopped himself. “If you tell me where they are, the Supreme Leader may show you mercy,” he offered.

The hooded head shook, and Kylo heard a small chuckle, despite the rain. “We both know that won’t happen. There’s only one way this will end,” the man replied.

Kylo frowned under his helmet. “Perhaps, you’re right,” and he reached for his lightsaber hilt.

Pressing the button, the main red blade howled, and the two smaller ones sizzled out of the lateral vents. They crackled in the rain, sparks almost coming out of the serrated edges. Kylo’s lightsaber hissed at the droplets while he slowly walked forwards.

The man raised his head to meet Kylo’s visor as blue eyes stared from under the dripping hood. “Strike me down, if you have to. But if you do, I’ll be powerful than you can ever imagine.”

“I can imagine quite a bit,” Kylo retorted before he raised his saber.

The man merely smiled as the blade came down.

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#1037835
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Need help with a TFA Rewrite
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rocknroll41 said:

Wannabe Scholar said:

Hello everyone I’ve been having a bit of trouble with my TFA rewrite for sometime. I do have an idea as to how the story should take place: A single change in history changes the positions of two SW characters (and more), as young Rey, a student of the Knights of Ren, is sent out to find Kylo Ren, who is going by the name “Jacen.” Rey, captured by Jacen and Finn (who just deserted), is strolled along for the ride and slowly begins accept the Jedi way, after meeting some Jedi (who are alive and well) on Hosnian Prime. Of course, Han would serve as the mentor role and be killed off in this story (not sure if it’ll be as obvious as in the actual TFA, but hey).

One problem is regarding one of my ideas for this rewrite. That being: kill off every OT core cast member throughout my TFA and the installments afterwards (which are more based on specualation than the actual upcoming films). Because of Carrie Fisher’s passing, I thought it would be in bad taste to do kill her off (which would be passing in her sleep after being fired upon by Star Destroyers).

The other problem is, since I put the story off, I have been questioning the roles of Rey and Kylo Ren. Originally, I wanted Rey to be with the bad guys, so we can get a better insight into them. At the same time, I realized that film TFA Rey was meant to be someone whom the audience can relate to the best (what with Rey nostalgic for the Rebel vs Empire time and whatnot, as shown with her litte “memorabilia”). My version of Rey doesn’t match that so much, but I found her so interesting to write about (or jot notes, anyway).

If you guys have any advice/thoughts that could help, I’d appreciate it. Thanks.

Yeah in one of my older TFA rewrites I combined Rey and Finn into one character and had her start off as a stormtrooper in training on a small First Order base off on a desert planet. I figured if you show her struggling to get along with everyone else there and questioning her place in the world, so to speak, you can have her start out with the bad guys yet still be relatable to the audience.

That is true, but another problem I had was trying to tie the search of the First Jedi Temple into the plot because SPOILERS Luke is dead before the story even starts SPOILERS. Then, there’s the Skywalker saber, since I was giving it a bigger role in the search since the piece of the special map was hidden in it (a la Brackett’s old draft of ESB). Oh well. I’ll see what I can do…

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#1035746
Topic
Need help with a TFA Rewrite
Time

Hello everyone I’ve been having a bit of trouble with my TFA rewrite for sometime. I do have an idea as to how the story should take place: A single change in history changes the positions of two SW characters (and more), as young Rey, a student of the Knights of Ren, is sent out to find Kylo Ren, who is going by the name “Jacen.” Rey, captured by Jacen and Finn (who just deserted), is strolled along for the ride and slowly begins accept the Jedi way, after meeting some Jedi (who are alive and well) on Hosnian Prime. Of course, Han would serve as the mentor role and be killed off in this story (not sure if it’ll be as obvious as in the actual TFA, but hey).

One problem is regarding one of my ideas for this rewrite. That being: kill off every OT core cast member throughout my TFA and the installments afterwards (which are more based on specualation than the actual upcoming films). Because of Carrie Fisher’s passing, I thought it would be in bad taste to do kill her off (which would be passing in her sleep after being fired upon by Star Destroyers).

The other problem is, since I put the story off, I have been questioning the roles of Rey and Kylo Ren. Originally, I wanted Rey to be with the bad guys, so we can get a better insight into them. At the same time, I realized that film TFA Rey was meant to be someone whom the audience can relate to the best (what with Rey nostalgic for the Rebel vs Empire time and whatnot, as shown with her litte “memorabilia”). My version of Rey doesn’t match that so much, but I found her so interesting to write about (or jot notes, anyway).

If you guys have any advice/thoughts that could help, I’d appreciate it. Thanks.

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#1027693
Topic
Remaking ToTJ as a film
Time

If it was 1990s or 2000s, I would have gone with James Marsden and Famke Janssen (Cyclopes and Jean Greay in Singer’s X-Men movies) as Ulic Qel-Droma and Nomi Sunrider. Marsden does have that dashing, cocky look for Ulic Qel-Droma, while Famke certainly has that powerful yet beautiful look, which works with her role as Jean Grey. Plus, given their roles in the X-men movies (Jean Grey and Cyclops being a couple), I think that could work as Ulic and Nomi grow to like each other.

But since this is the 2010s, and if someone wants younger actors, I’m going along some of the actors from BBC’s Merlin. For Ulic and Aleema Keto, Bradley James’ Arthur from a cocky, brash fighter/prince to a noble king, while Katie McGrath’s Morgana Pendragon plays into the beautiful witch role that tempts the brave hero. Colin Morgan (the titular hero of Merlin) has worked alongside James in Merlin, giving plenty of banter that makes them feel like good friends (maybe even brothers), which makes him perfect for the humble, yet a bit mischievous, Cay Qel-Droma.

As for Nomi, the main hero, that’s a tough one. You need someone who can act a motherly and somewhat timid woman who is forced into a role not meant for her, yet grows into a strong and powerful warrior nonetheless. You could go with someone like Tamla Kari, Constance in the BBC’s Musketeers, whose character went from an obeying wife to a somewhat strong and willful person (albeit while stuck in the role of love interest for the main lead).

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#1027348
Topic
Remaking ToTJ as a film
Time

Yeah, this is pretty getting old, what with trying to bring back something from the past and rebooting/filming it, but like almost any idea I think of, it is dumb and doesn’t die easily. I like ToTJ since it tells such an interesting story with Jedi lore and ancient Jedi characters, like Nomi Sunrider (who’s my favorite), Exar Kun, etc. So, how would you retell ToTJ as a film (this includes characters-cast, if you want-production, directors, etc)?

I’d have ToTJ films be a trilogy (“The Nadd Uprising,” “Dark Lords of the Sith,” and “The Sith War”), with Nomi Sunrider as the main character, since she’s the one the audience would more likely relate to (NO political agenda in this, swear it). She’d be the young widow taken into the Jedi and taught their ways, while getting to know Ulic, the dashing hero, and his bro, Cay, the quiet Jedi techie. Exar Kun fills the Vader role (of course) as the fallen Jedi who’s looking for Sith knowledge and is consumed by it, turning himself into the Dark Lord of the Sith.

As for casting, direction, or production, I have no idea. It would be difficult to recreate some of the scenes from the comics, but if Kenneth Branagh could get Asgard in Thor, then I guess anything’s possible.

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#1024647
Topic
Carrie Fisher Suffers Major Heart Attack
Time

When I first saw the news, I was shocked. I watched Rogue One this weekend, and seeing Leia’s face in the final scene gave me a sense of joy for the film, even if it wasn’t really Carrie Fisher. I knew something would happen eventually, but i never thought anything would happen so soon. Like all of us, she was a huge part of our childhoods and it is sad to see her go, just when she’s being reintroduced to a new generation of fans. My condolences go out to her family, and I hope the best for them. However, I would like to put this on a lighter note.

I may be an idiot for writing this, and a bigger idiot for sounding preachy and getting some bits wrong, but I guess I’m tired after everything that has happened this year. I can’t deny that Carrie Fisher, Princess Leia, has passed away, and I’m not saying we should stop mourning, but I would like to remember her for all the happy memories she gave us. She gave a terrific female role model, and she didn’t stop encouraging the fans, even though we can be crazy. We loved her. She knew it and gave it back willingly.

Plus, Carrie was a badass, like everyone on the SW cast. She went through drugs, family problems, and much more, yet she managed to pull through. So, let us remember her for the badass she was, for the badass role she played, and being badass while doing it.

I’ll cry when I think of that princess warrior from a galaxy far, far away, but I hope I can also smile and remember all the fun I had watching Carrie Fisher as Leia, our rebel, our princess, and our hero.

Thank you, Carrie Fisher. May the Force be with you, your friends and family, and everyone.

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#1023827
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Rogue One * <em>Spoilers</em> * Thread
Time

DominicCobb said:

Aw man, say what you will about the film, but TFA’s score is waaaay better than RO’s.

Really? When I watched it, TFA did have some interesting music, but it felt more like it was in the background to me. The only piece of music that did stand out for me was the music during the start of Rey vs Kylo Ren when the old SW77 music plays as Rey gets the Skywalker saber.

But who knows, I could be wrong. Maybe I should watch the film again. I might think differently.

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#1023817
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Rogue One * <em>Spoilers</em> * Thread
Time

DominicCobb said:

A true scholar.

Oh yeah, one of the finest.

Seriously though, Rogue One did have a lot of good stuff, but it could have fined some details with characters (developing them, having them somewhat stand out more than in the film, and having us remembering their names-I only remembered Jyn, Cassian, and K2SO) and plot in the first two act. There was some world-building here and there, but I thought maybe we should have seen actually the kyber crystals being dug up on Jedha. And while the characters did stand out in their own way and did have great scenes (you can’t deny Donnie Yen’s actions scenes were awesome), I wish they all had some interactions that made us understand their characters better (e.g. the relationship between Donnie Yen and Jiang Wen, understanding the Imperial defector, or see why Cas hesitated to shoot Galen Erso or why he decided to come back around to help Jyn for the final battle), and I would have liked to gotten others better screen time (i.e. Saw Gerrera, Jyn’s dad). For me, I thought Rogue One was almost trying to be a character-driven story (somewhat anyway), but it was as if the movie didn’t go further into the characters.

Now, that being said, my problems are more or less nitpicks that I can accept, and I found the film all the more satisfying when the third act brings its story together in a grand-scale and epic showdown. I loved seeing how everyone works together, and you can feel for the characters while they struggle to get the Death Star plans, all the way up until they die (which I kind of expected, thanks to a small comic on deviantart that spoiled it for me). There were the smaller details I enjoyed in there as much as the large battle (e.g. Hammerhead ship pushing the Star Destroyer in another, Rebels on the ground trying to contact the fleet), mainly because I’m a bit familiar with SW Rebels, and I found the entire third act to be excellent.

Another positive I liked about the film was its music score. TFA was lacking any noticeable music of its own (something akin to Binary Suns, Duel of the Fates, etc.). One piece of music that sticks out is the song that’s played when Jyn and Cassian are together on the beach and wait for their end (it’s played throughout the movie, I think).

The CGI (with Tarkin and Leia) for me was fine, and I even liked the original footage they used (though I might be more nitpicky when I see the film for a second time). And I might be one of the few who actually liked the PT stuff added in the film, specifically Mon Mothma and Bail Organa. They got the original actors from the PT to play out their roles here, and it was such a joy for me because they were so criminally underplayed in the PT.

Overall, I did enjoy this film, certainly more than TFA (The Fanservice Awakens), but my aforementioned nitpicks did stand out. I would like to give this film an A-, but given my problems, a B+ (87/88 percent) will do (better than TFA’s C+).

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#1023771
Topic
Rogue One * <em>Spoilers</em> * Thread
Time

Here’s my thoughts on the overall stories of TFA and Rogue One.

TFA -

Acts 1 and 2: “Eh.”

Act 3: “Ugh, really?”

Cue leaving the theater uninterested

Rogue One -

Acts 1 and 2: “Eh.”

Act 3: “WOAH, DID YOU SEE THAT?! EXPLOSIONS, SHIPS FIRING, VADER CUTTING UP GUYS, EVERYONE DYING!”

Cue clapping when credits roll

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#1023334
Topic
Should the sequel trilogy spoil the OT?
Time

CHEWBAKAspelledwrong said:

Wannabe Scholar said:

If future SW fans watch the movies, they would more than likely watched the sequels first.

Why?

Okay, not more than likely. I only thought that because there are SW fans (ones who grew up with the PT) who would suggest to watch the PT before the OT, and I thought SW fans who grew up with the ST would suggest people to watch the ST before either PT or OT.

Like I said, this subject is downright silly, but it was bothering me for a bit. Guess I wanted to bounce this off someone else to see what they think. Now, I know I was rambling nonsense.

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#1022809
Topic
Should the sequel trilogy spoil the OT?
Time

This is a strange question, but it’s been nagging at me for a couple of days. I know, since TFA, episode VIII, and episode IX are AFTER the OT, they would give reveal some info (e.g. Vader revealing himself as Luke’s dad, and Leia being Luke’s sister), but I’m questioning if they should be in there at all.

I’m asking this because of this question: “In what order do you watch the SW films?” Everyone’s got their own way, but if you watch the movies from TPM to ROTJ for the first time, you wouldn’t be shocked by the reveals in the OT, since you’ve already seen their origins happen in the prequels. If future SW fans watch the movies, they would more than likely watched the sequels first, and if the future sequels reveal as much as in TFA, the reaction would be the same as if you watched the prequels before the OT.

Again, this is strange question, maybe downright silly. The sequels do need content from the OT to make sense of their own story, and it can require a lot of it, but can it be done while keeping the mystery of the OT? Or am I just rambling nonsense?

P.S. Please don’t spoil Rogue One for me. I haven’t seen it yet.

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#1021396
Topic
Pitching a SW Show set between ROTJ and TFA
Time

Already, there have been SW cartoons on the Clone Wars with TCW (which is personally mixed, but does improve later on) and the Empire-era with SW: Rebels (which IMO is a little better than TCW, even though I lean more to the old EU in some parts). At some point, Rebels will end, leaving the gap between ROTJ and TFA to be explored via another show (cartoon/live-action).

If you were to pitch your idea for a SW show set between ROTJ and TFA, to whom would this show be directed and who are the characters and factions in the SW galaxy? What is would be could and what it is about? Where would most of the episodes take place? When would timeframe of this show and/or each season/series? How would it be done and how long would the show be? And most importantly, why even do this?

I would like to hear what you guys have in mind for this. This is more Disney-canon oriented, but you can include old EU elements, if you want to.