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mebleioswietlenie · 2 years ago

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Stylowe i praktyczne oświetlenie z produktami MAISI - jak ożywić swoje wnętrze?

Jeśli szukasz praktycznego, designerskiego rozwiązania, które urozmaici Twoje wnętrze, warto rozważyć zakup kinkietu NUTO. To prosta, ale efektowna lampa, która pozwoli na idealne doświetlenie pomieszczenia. Doskonałym wyborem będzie NUTO, to produkt polskiej firmy z powiatu mrągowskiego. Jest to marka znana z jakości swoich produktów oświetleniowych. Firma została założona w 2013 roku i od tamtego czasu rozwija się w szybkim tempie. Oferują szeroką gamę lamp i żyrandoli, które doskonale sprawdzą się w pomieszczeniach użytkowych i domowych. Firma oferuje również oprawy ogrodowe i oświetlenie dekoracyjne. Innowacyjne rozwiązania, wysoka jakość wykonania oraz nowoczesny design to cechy, które wyróżniają produkty NUTO. Produkty te występują w wielu kolorach i rozmiarach, dzięki czemu można dopasować je do każdego wnętrza. Jeśli szukasz stonowanego oświetlenia, które doda uroku każdemu pomieszczeniu, rozważ zakup plafonu DAKA. To elegancka i stylowa lampa, która jest idealna do salonu lub sypialni. Plafon wykonany jest z metalu, a jego kolor dopasuje się do każdego wnętrza. Dodatkowo jest ona wyposażona w 3 źródła światła LED, dzięki czemu doskonale oświetli każde pomieszczenie. Ponadto, plafon DAKA jest energooszczędny. Plafon DAKA to produkt polskiej marki MAISI, która jest obecna na rynku od 2015 roku. Firma specjalizuje się w produkcji mebli i oświetlenia. Oferta skierowana jest dla osób poszukujących nowoczesnego i stylowego oświetlenia o najwyższej jakości. Marka nieustannie wprowadza nowe rozwiązania, dzięki czemu jej produkty są unikalne i wyróżniają się na tle konkurencji. Produkty MAISI znajdziemy w wielu sklepach meblowych i oświetleniowych na terenie całego kraju. Dzięki doświadczeniu, które zdobyli pracownicy firmy, udało się stworzyć produkty najwyższej jakości, które łączą w sobie estetykę i funkcjonalność. Wszystkie produkty cechuje nowoczesny design, który doskonale wpisze się w każdą aranżację wnętrz. Jeśli zastanawiasz się jak ożywić swoje wnętrze, zainspiruj się produktami MAISI. To doskonała propozycja dla miłośników nowoczesnych rozwiązań, którzy szukają wyjątkowego i unikatowego oświetlenia. Produkty MAISI to doskonały wybór dla osób szukających praktycznych rozwiązań, które jednocześnie ozdobią wnętrze. Wybierz produkty MAISI i ciesz się doskonałym oświetleniem.

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skellymom · 1 year ago

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The BAD BATCH Mini Series HALLOWEEN Fan Fic

"The Tale of the Dathomir Witch"

“Gather ‘round children on this charmed night. The veil between worlds is at its thinnest. I will tell you a tale of a determined old witch who set out to change the galaxy....”

All Ages: Sadness, mentions of canon Star Wars Empire badness, crying, and some sweet revenge at the end of this tale (you will have to wait until Chapter 3)! (I did change some of Old Daka's canon lore to write this. She really doesn't have too much of a story, decided to give her some more.)

Word Count: 2K

Chapter 1

"Start a War" by Klergy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3fmyVL6CwU&list=PLTsJd3M7E5yeGJaZsh3pgYUAQdsnbgyBD&index=123

Cries of young voices rang out in her head. Old Daka was roused from deep contemplation. She was plotting the planets and stars belonging to the wheel of the standard cycle. The cries immediately silenced, leaving her heart mourning the void it left behind. Many young lives were suddenly snuffed out. She was sure of it.

So many lives left this galaxy of late. She felt them all. Victims of war, slavery, grabs for positions of power. The Empire rearing its head above the surface and devouring anything standing in its’ way. The dark dragon that constantly eats and is never sated.

She foresaw it’s growing power, for years. Tried to warn anyone who would listen...but no one would sit long enough to hear the rantings of an old woman. She did her research, consulting the elements, listening to tidbits of news along the grapevine, divination, interpreting dreams, reading entrails of small animals, the whispers of Force ghosts in the wind. The path all led to one source:

Emperor Palpatine...now Darth Sidious.

Daka spat on the ground even thinking his name. He was a curse to the galaxy. She never considered herself a rebel or freedom fighter. She was just an ancient Night Sister whose eyes were wide open to the higher vibrations of The Force. Palpatine was such a wasteful cur, leaving so many bodies in his wake. Including all her Night Sisters. Old Daka had narrowly escaped and went into hiding. The Jedi and Clones helped him do so, unaware that he would destroy them in the end.

Oh Palpy, as she won’t to call him, thought himself a proper Sith. He was sorely mistaken. He played Sith. Clueless man.

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Several days passed and word spread through the galaxy: The Jedi were dead, including the Younglings. The Jedi Temple was also destroyed. Daka was sick of the killing. She would reach out with the Force to see who she could align with. She would not rest.

"The Witch Hammer" by Sacred Soundwave: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uv4lDkOym8Y&list=RDGMEMYH9CUrFO7CfLJpaD7UR85w&index=17

Daka sat cross-legged on the floor of her room concentrating, humming, settling in on her sitting bones. As she relaxed, felt her essence leave her body and travel around the galaxy. Tasting star dust, riding on the tail of comets, listening to foreign songs of the planets. She was searching for someone in particular.

She reached out to Master Yoda, his presence strong somewhere in the Outer Rim. But just as she thought she could sense his location, his presence immediately vanished.

“Bah!” She was disgusted. He was blocking her attempt to find him. No matter, she had another option. And, she found him, still alive and hiding on a dusty planet among the Outer Rim.

“Kenobi!” she screeched.

He jumped and spun around, facing her Force Ghost. Obi-Wan looked older, tired, broken. “Old Daka, what brings you here to my cave???” He attempted the old Kenobi swagger but fell short. Those days were behind him.

“Darth Sidious grows stronger. I seek your assistance to bring an end to him.”

“You don’t waste any time with formality I see. We will bring him down, Daka. Vader’s son is hidden and safe. When he grows up...”

“Save it, Kenobi! I have no patience for waiting years while many lives are lost in Sidious’ wake. The galaxy has no time for young Skywalker to grow up. We MUST act NOW!!!”

“Your Sith blood is much too passionate and impulsive, Old Daka. In good time...”

“BAH! Kenobi, I can smell your fear. You hide in this cave away from your failure with Anakin, unable to confront it!!!”

“But Anakin...”

“Can still be saved! He can raise his children even with the pitiful condition you left him in on Mustafar. Sidious must be taken out at the knees. With his absence the galaxy will pick up the pieces. Vader will die and Anakin reborn. His children will heal his heart. His children will know their father.”

“Daka, listen to reason!”

“The Jedi can rise again. The Sith can come back. They will unite to become a sum greater than two factions. The galaxy will finally know balance. My Night Sisters can be restored..."

“No Daka! I will not help you. Not now, not ever.”

“Weak man!” She roared. “I am but an old woman that sees a better future and willing to give my life to attain it. Not hide away for years hoping for the sliver of a chance that might blow away like a fart in the wind!!!”

Obi-Wan winced at her language. He turned his back to Old Daka, stonewalling her.

“Goodbye Kenobi” and with that she broke the Force link between her world and his. She snapped back into her body back in her antiquated room. She was still in cross legged position, and stiff from the extended time in it.

She was terribly disappointed in Obi-Wan Kenobi. No help whatsoever.

Old Daka had one other option.

With effort, she got to her feet, stretching out her stiff old legs. She walked over to the ceremonial brazier and lit a bundle of Star Sedge. Dropping it in, she wafted the smoke to her face and deeply inhaled, then held the smoke in her lungs. Daka exhaled and started chanting and dancing The Spiral pattern on the floor. She reached out with both hands to find holes in the aether. She closed her eyes and continued her steps, concentrating. Continuing in the spiral, hands signing sacred symbols, reaching out for a doorway. She kept this up for some time, heating up, sweat beading her brow. Old Daka’s joints ached with the effort. The beads of sweat ran down her face, neck, now dripping. Her voice resonates, calling out past her little existence on this planet. Dancing, spiraling, hands gesturing, a transcendent exploration.

“What do you seek, Grandmother?” The ancient voice boomed in her ears.

Daka opened her eyes. The Bendu stood tall, dwarfing her.

“I request assistance in the fall of Darth Sidious. The time is close to arrival. One chance to set the galaxy free of his dark reign. I cannot do it alone. If not acted upon days from now, the opportunity will be lost in Transit.”

“The Bendu cannot interfere directly with connecting realities of The World Between Worlds. I can, however, speak the names of those who MAY help you on your journey. There is no guarantee they will help. I give this information freely and it’s use rests solely upon your shoulders.”

“I am eternally grateful to you Guardian of Worlds” Daka bowed down to the Bendu. Her joints popped and crackled in the process.

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"The Dream Song" by Ministry: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aaM-j7pzWsg&list=PLTsJd3M7E5ycaENNZcno0g45BCxUk98Zv&index=32

The Havoc Marauder was dark and quiet, save for Wrecker’s snoring and the occasional stirring of Tech working on a project through the night. Everyone else had fallen asleep, except for Hunter. An overstimulation migraine kept him up. He was hoping for the strong pain meds and hot shower to finally award him some shut eye. Hunter emerged from the refresher, nodded goodnight to Tech, who nodded back and settled into his bunk.

With a deep sigh, Hunter closed his eyes and slowly relaxed. He blissfully started to fall into a deep sleep, settling into the blankets. His cocooned body warmed up comfortably. The sounds of Wrecker and Tech faded away to a weighted silence.

“KEEN MAN!”

Hunter bolted upright from his covers and looked around. He was no longer on the Marauder. An inky blackness with billions of stars surrounded his bunk. A wizened old woman sat at the foot of it. She looked as though she was lit by moonlight.

“Maker!” Hunter thought. “Switching my pain medication. This is so vivid!!!”

The old woman cackled “I’m real. Real as moonbeams and rainbows, and the wind you cannot see.”

Hunter looked skeptical. But he couldn’t deny the strange thrumming vibrations running through his body.

“Hm...The Songs of the stars, planets, quasars, pulsars. The Fingerprints of the Universe. You feel them, Yes?”

“Who are you??? A Force Ghost?”

“The blessed few with a live body. I traversed the galaxy to speak with you. I am Old Daka.”

“Why me?”

“You were the only one of your brothers who would answer. I called out to Rex, Cody, Gregor, Wolffe, and those on the Marauder. Not one heard me. Omega, however, did. She and I spoke earlier.”

��Omega? About what???” Hunter was worried that this being had unrestricted access to Omega...if what she said was true.

“The Force is providing a narrow window of success in the defeat of Darth Sidious. A man you might know better by the name of Emperor Palpatine. The window will close and not open again for many years...until the son of Sidious’ main henchman is of age. By that time Sidious will be much stronger. The bloodshed in his wake will be more momentous. I refuse to wait and watch the waste of lives and resources. Refuse to watch the utter misery. I need your help.”

“Asking again...why me?"

“Because the Force chose you...and Omega. You both are

'sensitive' and understand a purpose higher than yourselves. If Echo were more man than machine, he would have heard The Call of The Force as well.”

Hunter was aghast. This was bigger and more dangerous than trying to escape the destruction of Kamino or dodge bounty hunters. Their family could be ripped apart, or worse yet they all could die.

“What’s in it for us?”

“A galaxy without the fear of living. It is not enough to merely survive. Existence is meant for higher goals.”

“Why should we trust you???”

“Good question, Keen Man. But I wager my bargain is much better than the ones Cid springs on you. Or your brother working for the Empire offered.”

Hunter winced at the mention of Crosshair.

“Darthomir witch!” Hunter rumbled.

“Yes. Not much different than a powerful Jedi, and yet you trusted them implicitly. The Jedi are gone for now. Not many allies left. Why not trust me?”

Hunter sat in silence then replied. “What happens if we refuse to participate?”

Old Daka brought her outstretched hand up in Hunter’s direction. She closed her eyes in concentration. “Let me show you the cost of Order 66.” Immediately vivid images filled Hunter’s head: The slaughter of the Younglings and all the Jedi, the duel between Kenobi and Anakin, the birth of Darth Vader, the death of Padme Amadala, the loss of the Republic Senate, the transfer of power to Palpatine, the final transition to Dark Sidious, the battle and death of the clones on Starship Tribunal.

“Now...let me show you the future of The Empire.” More images: Fascist law across the galaxy, The Empire conscripting literal children into their growing army, then enslaving and killing thousands who refused to join them, The Death Star, the destruction of Alderaan...and so much more. Eventually the images faded, leaving a deep black void.

Hunter held his head. His heart hurt mightily.

“You have a day to think upon it and share this information with your siblings. I will physically meet you in the Marauder at Ord Mantell and discuss more details.”

With that she faded away...

...Hunter started awake bolting upright. Tech had lightly touched his shoulder and was standing by with a cup of caf.

“I thought you would sleep in all morning. The medication must have been very effective.” He handed Hunter the cup.

“It’s about time! Omega’s been going on all morning about a dream!!!” Echo groused.

With that Omega ran into the room and jumped on Hunter’s bunk. “Did you talk to Gran-momma Daka??? She came to see me last night! We have a VERY IMPORTANT mission to go on!!!”

“Oh KRIFF! It was all REAL!!!” Hunter groaned rubbing his face.

“What’s real?” Wrecker was standing in the doorway.

“Lads...and young lady...” Hunter trailed off. How to even being to explain it all??? “Have a HUGE mission ahead of us...if we choose to take it. We need to sit down and seriously discuss it today.”

Everyone looked around at each other quizzically.

“Just let me just have my cup of caf first.” Hunter sighed.

Chapter 2 :

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/731405312676003840/the-bad-batch-mini-series-halloween-fan-fic?source=share

In this next installment, the Batch has some SERIOUS decisions to make!!!

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