#first appearance dark empire 6

[swtechspecs]

Kuat Drive Yards Eclipse-Class Star Dreadnought

Source: The Essential Guide to Vehicle and Vessels (Del Rey, 1996)

[yetanotherlesbianonthiswebsite]

An overly complicated analysis of everything we know about Neve Gallus in canon, as well as some additional thoughts of mine on the themes surrounding her (because I am so gay for her already)

1. Canon information

- Her age is, as of yet, unknown. In the Tevinter Nights story The Streets of Minrathous, narrated in the first-person perspective by Neve, we read “He greeted me with a dismissive ‘young lady’ that made me think he’d forgotten my name” (216). However, this is a description by an older man, whose nephew is alive long enough that his “parents had disowned him years ago” (213). In another passage of the story, the following can be read: “The man was a con artist I’d turned in the year before. To be fair, he’d nearly gotten me killed the year before that, so we were even” (221). We can therefore be certain that she has engaged successfully in detective work for at least two years, and has likely been doing so for a while. We do not know when the story is set, neither do we know anything about the parallel stories of “The Wigmaker Job” and “Luck in the Gardens”. We get the information that a Venatori cultist was wearing clothes that are fading (220), and that the cult had long since lost much standing in society; it has likely been quite a number of years since 9:42. At the same time, we know of a Qunari invasion in the eastern part of the Tevinter Empire from 9:44/45 onward, with several major cities falling to the invaders. Neve describes the catacombs as “a place to hold a year’s worth of food and supplies, securing the city’s survival in case of blight or Qunari invasion” (232). A woman as observant and politically savvy as her would likely not frame an invasion as that much of a hypothetical in case of an ongoing war. It is reasonable to assume that the story takes place sometime around the middle of the forties. Which means that by the events of Veilguard, in the middle of the fifties, we should expect Neve to have had at least twelve years of experience as a private investigator, which places her likely age at minimum in the early thirties. (Not that I am hoping for anything 40 or upward, no, there is no MILF agenda here)

- She describes the manor of a rich man as “a residence nowhere near the third-rate bookseller where I rent a room” (216), locating her residence both outside of the rich parts of town, and informing us that she does not have the greatest of means.

- Likewise, we learn that her “family has more templars than mages. I’m sure that says a lot about me. The point is, I’m not from an old family and I felt as at home in Lady Varantus’s house as Jahvis looked” (218). Within the rigid social hierarchies of Tevinter, she is privileged by magehood, but not by blood. To the degree that Tevene social classes can be broken down so neatly into stratified categories, she seems to be somewhere in the lower ranks of the middle class.

- She is canonically disabled; an amputee wearing a prosthetic leg made of dwarven metal (215). In the comic The Missing #4, we see her prosthetic, it is designed as a cobra standing up in intimidation of an attacker, and the metal seems to be predominantly a bronze or gold with blue or silver accents (6). On her foot on the other leg, she is wearing a boot which has a bronze or gold tip symmetrical to the tail of the cobra, and a high plattformed heel (ibid). Combining that with the fact that she fights and runs with a prosthetic and a heeled boot (TSoM 215, TM4 16), we learn that she expresses immense control over her body.

- Likewise, she approaches all her actions, her appearance, and her communication verbal and physical with a high degree of precision and deliberation. Her outfit is perfectly composed, with white and dark leather as primary colours, the same blue-gold metal that her prosthetic is made out of for accents as well as her belt (which is a coiling snake, TM4 6), a dark turquiose for some of the cloth (such as pants and cravat), a light turquiose for such accents as her fingernails and her meticulously applied eyeliner, and some manner of cap akin to a graduation cap at the right side of her head, in an almost black brown, with gold details. The shape of the cap has the exact same angles as a rhombus as her earrings (TM4 9). The detail on the cap forms a snake. It has been posited by tumblr user @cleric4vampire that even her movement in the trailer reinforces the cobra/snake motive (https://www.tumblr.com/cleric4vampire/752850000700194816). Despite sometimes excrutiatingly long workdays (223), Neve puts an extreme amount of emphasis on her appearance. Even in the comic, while the style does feature very dynamic character movements while talking, her gestures stick out as particularly deliberate; she talks with her hands a lot, and with deliberation (see the appendix of this post for more). This speaks to a plethora of willpower, control, and a desire to maintain a controlled barrier between the self and the larger world.

- While writing this, I have come up with the theory that the blue accents of her apparell might partially be lyrium. If she is literally wearing lyrium makeup, I will marry her.

- The only two offensive types of magic that we see her use are ice magic (e.g. TSoM 226, 227, 235, TM4 16, 17), and a manner of magic that lets her freeze the moisture in the air around a person to stagger them (e.g. TSoM 214, TM4 17). Through cooling the air around herself a bit less, she manages to hide herself in mist (e.g. TSoM 214). She is capable of some healing magic (227).

- She has a network of contacts, acquaintances, and informants all over Minrathous, particularly in its underground.

- She loves salty fried fish (221). This is not only in line with Minrathous being a coastal capital, which has a distinct influence on the caloric inflow into the city and cuisine at large, but also, once again, stresses that she does not have much money at her disposal, by emphasizing that she eats fried fish from a cheap street food stall very regularly (221), which she calls her “fish dinners” (228).

- She canonically has straight dark brown hair, meticulously kept at the left side of her face to keep space for the cap on the right, brown eyes, and brown skin. It is furthermore canon that anyone who has a problem with that or wishes to change that with mods will be exploded via elemental magic. It is furthermore canon that I will not buy Veilguard if the game whitewashes her.

- She is involved with the Shadow Dragons in helping fugitive slaves (TM4 9, 20). She expressly approves of the use of armed violence against the institution of slavery. At one point, she comments: “The cult’s dead god wanted to bring Tevinter back to what it was—to its “glory.” It was nonsense, of course. It always was. The old empire was even more corrupt and heartless than what it is now, no matter how pretty the picture Corypheus painted” (TSoM 221). In her vocal resistance to the empire, she sees it as a good usage of her time to track down Venatori (214). In spite of her resistance against the empire, she considers the city her home and would like it to be better than it is (214, 221).

2. Themes: The noir detective and the empire

It goes without saying that the formational archetype behind the character of Neve Gallus is that of the noir detective. A solipsistic cynic with little means, a private investigator, called to investigate a crime scene in dance with and against the police, depending on the point of the story. The noir detective of the movies of the first half of the 20th century, the formational corpus from which stems the archetype, is distinctly tied to the metropolis; a story that needs the urban context, the urban scenery. While of course featuring a plentitude of settings and configurations, at the root of the archetype rest particularly a white, male, US-American figure. To bring Minrathous in parallel with New York particularly is in so far a welcome change as it means a partial departure from the orientalism underlying a lot of early descriptions of Tevinter in Dragon Age canon. But, to me at least, it raises the question of how well Dragon Age is equipped to tackle the arising thematic implications. Just like the Tevinter Empire, the United States of America is a slave society fueled by the deprivation of Indigenous communities and the physical exploitation of a racialized, disenfanchised class. The metropolis is the core of the imperial core; and Minrathous is, as the largest city of Thedas and the capital of Tevinter, certainly that. The Streets of Minrathous manages but a partial critique of the society of the imperial-colonial metropolis. While Neve remains critical of the templars, the undeniable cop stand-in, the critique remains bound to corruption the higher one goes in the chain of command, as well as the bureaucracy (231). The story, in particular, follows the very dangerous trope commonly found in copaganda that the base-level officers should be allowed to disobey the chain of command and act on their own, particularly when it comes to the deployment of heavy weaponry (234). That the base-level officer is as much an agent of imperial violence as the top of the hierarchy, turning the systemic and depersonal violence of the system into concrete interpersonal violence, cannot be formulated by the text.

Furthermore, the Venatori, in their supremacist-fascistic death cult, remain cast in ableistic terms that deprive their ideology of systemic connectedness: “that didn’t stop remaining loyalists from acting delusional and stirring up trouble when the mood struck. That’s fanatics for you” (213). That fascism is but the logical conclusion of empire, particularly a weakened and collapsing empire, remains just as unacknowledged. And yet, what haunts the story is a profound sense of loneliness and alienation. A rich man estranged and alienated from his nephew because of his fear of social repercussions for the nephews behavior, said nephew dying while grasping to any semblance of connection he can (“He knew what came next. He was searching for whatever company he had left” 215), Neve facing the cultists in their hideout alone because the templar Rana does not want to breach protocoll, hell, even the Venatori preacher making a ridiculous figure, alone and ignored on his soapbox while the masses rush by him and shut him out of their attention; everyone is lonely, seperated by the dividing and isolating forces of the empire. The imperial metropolis condenses people, yet they are emotionally distanced from one another. Neve’s final action in the story is to return to the rich old man, explaining to him that his nephew was trying to be good after all; a post-mortem attempt to mend but one severed connection between humans. Her entire character is defined by the trajectory that comes from wandering almost aimlessly in a desperate attempt to escape the solipsistic nature of the empire. Her defining emotional conflict is with the reality of empire, as much as her status as a brown, disabled, bisexual woman clashes with the roots of the figure of the noir detective. We see by the time of The Missing #4 that she finds a sense of fulfillment in working with the Shadow Dragons for the slaves and against the slavers, which hints at a character arc from TSoM to TM4. As Varric correctly observes, she has a heart of gold (TM4 20), one which she hides behind a particularly controlled facade, as stern as beautiful. How well her character plays out in Veilguard hinges entirely on the stories limited ability to discuss empire in meaningful terms, and the story’s willingness to further explore her emotional arc suggested between TSoM and TM4. I am furthermore worried about how well a series known for its overt centrism can handle the nuances that make her character so great, as well as fearing the reaction by gamers[TM] to having a brown, female, disabled, bisexual detective.

3. Appendix: I am gay for the way she talks with her hands and body

TM4 9

TM4 9

TM4 5

TM4 10

TM4 14

TM4 19

[tenebraevesper]

Sonic Cyber Revolution Arcs - Part 7 (Sonic Cyber Revolution Analyzer)

This is Part 7 of a comprehensive list of all the current Story Arcs in Sonic Cyber Revolution, along with a short description of the events that occur in that Arc, as well as listing the specific Sonic characters introduced in that Arc.

The Black Arms Arc

The Black Arms Arc is an adaptation of Shadow the Hedgehog (2005) and Sonic X Shadow Generations, focusing on The Black Arms Invasion of Neos City and Shadow's inner conflict of being a member of the Black Arms and the mental and emotional manipulation Black Doom subjects him to, as well as the outer conflict of saving Touka, who had been kidnapped by Black Doom and is imprisoned on the Black Comet, finding the Chaos Emeralds and saving Neos City from the Black Arms - believing that this is something he has to do on his own and isolating himself from his friends and teammates.

At the same time, Team Neos and their allies and enemies, including the Eggman Empire, work together to hold back the invasion led by Black Doom and Eclipse, who wishes nothing more but for his brother Shadow to finally join their ''family'', and their allies, Toshiro and Mephiles, who want to take advantage of the current chaos to further their own goals.

This Arc marks the first appearance of Black Doom, Eclipse the Darkling and the Black Arms, as well as Shadow's Doom Powers and Super Shadow.

Chapter List: Entry 69: The Invasion, Entry 70: Eclipse, Entry 71: A Cruel Angel’s Thesis, Entry 72: Darker Side Of Me, Entry 73: Echoes In The Dark, Entry 74: Forging My Own Path, Entry 75: A Spark That Lights The Night, Entry 76: Destiny In Hand, Entry 77: The Last Story, Entry 78: All Hail Shadow.

Please note that this Arc is still ongoing, meaning there will be regular updates on this post.

The ??? Arc

Chapter List: Entry 79: Alien Family

#Sonic Cyber Revolution Arcs - Part 6

#Sonic Cyber Revolution (Masterlist)

[menacinmasochist]

Yui POV:

I have been a priestess of Vesta since I was 7 years old, I loved serving the goddess and protecting the flame. It has been ten years since I took the vows, to remain chaste, we are the Vestal Virgins after all, I never craved sex or even knew what it was like..I didn't even have my first kiss, it's somewhat embarrassing to think of. My knees were beginning to hurt the more I prayed, so I decided to wrap up my nightly prayers, it was getting late, I think everyone was pretty much fast asleep.

The nightly walks from the temple to the villa dorms were always lovely, the warm summer night breezes felt so nice. I look up at the stars, the moon was ever so full. I was so captivated by the sight of the moon, I didn't notice the horrid events that were about to occur...the scream of one of the priestess sent a shockwave through my entire body. What was going on..? 

  I turn from the moon and get struck by a taller figure, I didn't see their face, everything went black. 

   I don't know how much time had passed since I was struck, I woke up finding myself bound in heavy chains, the smell of smoke and blood filled the area I was confined in. It was dark so I could barely see anything. I heard the never ending screams of my sister vestals. They were being tortured..was the great roman empire being invaded right now..? No roman would touch the vestals...who is doing this to us? The door opens, there is no light but I feel a hand grabbing me, yanking me out and into the next area,  there was barely a lit torch, I couldn’t make out who it was. I heard the laughter of men, that disgusting laughter as they did whatever to us. I was abruptly pushed down to what felt like a wooden bench or table I couldn’t tell. I hit my head back hard against it, I think I even began to bleed a little.

“Don’t you tire of torturing them?” One of the men said to the others, his voice sounded irritated as if he had better things to do. “Of course not, virgin blood is the best after all~” the other replied, he somewhat sang the last part. What did they mean by virgin blood? Were they creatures of the night that were in stories? What exactly were these men and what did they intend to do to us…the anticipation was killing me, so I decided to speak up and ask.

“Who are you…?” I quietly asked. There was a brief moment of silence before one of them chuckled out. “We’re sent from the afterlife to take beautiful vestal virgins” the one who answered was the same one from before with the singing tune at the end of his speech only his voice sounded deadly serious. They approached me, with their torches in hand, I got a better look at them, they were so beautiful, I’ve never seen men look this way before. There were 6 of them, all of them had a unique appearance. My eyes began scanning them, they had blood on their faces and hands, as well as their cloaks.

“Shes got a nice face, let’s mess her up” a bright green eyed man said, his hair was a vibrant red, it was beautiful his eyes captivated me, was this love at first sight..? I was unsure. His hand grabbed around my neck harshly, he gripped it tightly, I couldn’t barely breathe, just a little. Before I could muster up the courage to tell him to unhand me he bit my neck, I let out a sharp gasp, it was extremely painful, what was worse was I could feel my blood leaving my body as he took sips, he was slaking his thirst as I grew numb. “Her blood smells amazing…Ayato share!” one of the other guys yelled out, he had vibrant soft purple hair, I’ve never seen any human with hair of that royal color. Soon all of them were all over me, biting into me. Two of them, one had raven hair and the other a blondish color were biting into my wrists, the redheaded man, Ayato was slurping from my lips, he stole my first kiss in the worst way possible. Another redheaded man was drinking from my foot, the purple haired one was by my other foot, and lastly my thigh was being ripped apart by a white haired man, he was so beautiful his eyes were terrifyingly red. I felt life draining from me, and suddenly they all stopped , much to my surprise honestly. They all seemed to have gotten full and drunk off my blood.

My clothes were soaked in blood, I felt disgusting I wanted a bath. I wanted to be freed from these creatures of the night. Ayato looked at me with so much lust in his eyes then tore of my tunic , exposing my naked body, my face flushed red I was terrified. They were going to defile me…if they were Romans they would have been executed for this…Ayato wasted no time, he turned me around and inserted himself within me, it was very painful at first, he didn’t kiss me or touch me gently, just roughly stroked inside me, faster and faster. “Ayato she’s a virgin you should go easier on her, the poor little bitch~” the other redhead sang again. He decided to take over to show Ayato how it’s supposed to be done. They took their turns on me, all of them, I didn’t think my first time would be a gang rape…I closed my eyes, wanting for it to be over.

[zahmaddog]

Part 6: Above Pabu

Warnings: SMUT (18+ ONLY) & It's so fluffy imma die

Crosshair x fem!reader | Word Count: 1894

Hello friends. Smut happening in this chapter; I mark where it begins so you can skip ahead if needed. It's not super plot driven smut, but you know, smutty Crosshair is kinda nice to have around. I'll publish 2 chapters today so you can skip ahead if smut ain't your thing. Let me know if anyone else wants to be in my tag list. This series is wrapping up, but I'll keep writing and maybe take some requests.

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V

The safe sound of hyperspace encompassed you as you leaned back into your captain’s chair and relaxed for the first time in days. Releasing the tension in your body, you felt a few tears escape from your eyes as the emotions of fear and desperation cleared. You closed your eyes, wiped the tears quickly to not be seen, and tried to fall asleep.

“Are you all right?” Crosshair floated the simple, yet complex question your way. He clearly had been watching you closely.

You inhaled deeply and exhaled, taking your time to respond, “I will be.”

You turned your attention towards him. He sat forward in his chair, focused on you, looking unnerved with his toothpick in his lips.

“Are you okay?” you asked in return.

He nodded and echoed your words, “I will be.”

He stood from his seat and took the step towards yours, sweeping his arms under your legs and around your shoulders, Crosshair lifts you from the chair and carries you back to his chair. Sitting back down, he pulls you close to his chest and wraps you in his arms. You enjoyed the quiet peace with him for a few moments, then noticed he had fallen asleep as his soft snore startled you. You take the toothpick from his mouth and kiss his cheek, chuckling to yourself. 

You studied his stolen stormtrooper armor and the bruise forming on the back of his head, “What did I get you into?” But then the guilt came flooding in. “What did I get you into?” You knew Crosshair would fight you on it; he wanted to be there next to you. He risked his paradise and security to be at your side, but you realized he deserved so much more. Running your fingers up his chest and neck, you cradle his face; running your thumb over the tattooed circle just under his eye. 

“Let’s get you home, Cross,” you whispered. Not leaving his lap, you plugged the coordinates in for Pabu. Then realized you should give Hunter a call to check in, but also to see if it was safe to return. You look back at Crosshair, who was lost in his deep slumber, and smile a little. You gently stand, so as not to wake him, and walk to the middle of the ship to comm Hunter.

The transmission went through and two holo-figures appeared on the table.

“Hi!” Omega beamed.

“It’s been a while since we’ve heard from either of you. How was your vacation?” Hunter asked.

“Vacation?” you were perplexed.

“Crosshair said you were going on a vacation… together?” Hunter’s voice grew worried, “Where is Crosshair?” “He’s up front asleep,” you assured.

Hunter relaxed a little. 

“So, if you weren’t on vacation, where were you?” Omega questioned.

“Imperial prison,” you dryly joked.

Omega and Hunter looked at you, trying to understand why you would joke about something so dark and relevant to their pasts. Hunter’s raised eyebrow fell as his eyes narrowed.

“That wasn’t a joke, was it?” Hunter sighed.

“No,” you muttered, embarrassed and too tired to say much more.

“But you made it out?” Hunter tried to verify.

“Surprisingly. I’m still trying to sort out how and why,” you thought through the escape carefully, “I think in the end, chasing us down wasn’t worth the Empire’s effort.”

You heard Crosshair stir behind you. In a dry, monotone, half-asleep voice, he managed to say, “Is that Hunter?” before falling asleep once more. You look back to Hunter.

“I’m going to get him home to you,” you promised. “He saved my life countless times in the last few days.”

“He does that,” Hunter nodded in agreement. 

“Are you coming back to Pabu too?” Omega pleaded. 

“We’ll see. I’m hoping most of the Imperial heat is off my trail, if you understand,” you explained. “Over the past few days, were there any Imperial patrols on Pabu?”

Hunter shook his head, “Not anything we’ve seen.”

“That’s the best news I’ve had all week,” you chatted. “Well, we’re on our way back. I’ll comm you when we get in.” Hunter nodded in confirmation and you ended the transmission. Standing, letting the table take most of your weight, you breathed a sigh of relief. 

You felt Crosshair’s hands snake around your waist and his mouth press against your neck. 

“You should know better than to sneak up on a bounty hunter,” you laughed.

“I’ll take my chances,” he smirked. 

←—smut begins (skip to next chapter) —-->

Beginning to sway a little from side-to-side, you reached up to feel the back of his neck with one hand and met his hand on your waist with the other. 

“So, this was a vacation?” you softly asked.

You felt him sigh in the nape of your neck, “I’ve had worse.”

You spun into him, lacing your hands around his neck and pulling him closer. Crosshair lifted you up by your thighs and pushed you onto the table. Now nearly eye-level with him, he moved in to kiss you. 

Deepening the kiss, you pull him closer and lean back on to the table fully. He follows your lead and slides you up further onto its surface. You’ve wanted him on top of you like this for so long. 

Peeling the stormtrooper chest plate from his body, you run your hands up his chest and up the back of his head. He moans a little, and begins to strip his armor off his arms. You free the buckle to his belt and begin working off his lower armor pieces. They fall off the table to the floor, creating a romantically exciting orchestral clamor. 

Feeling his skin underneath his shirt, Crosshair interrupts the kiss for a moment to remove it over his head, exposing his broad chest and capped shoulders. He returns to your lips, moving passionately with purpose. 

Crosshair begins to feel up beneath your shirt “Get this off,” he begs.

You respond quickly, sitting up, you remove your top. Then you begin to remove your trousers. He helps you out of them, then drops his own. Lacing your legs around his waist, you pull him closer with your arms once more; feeling the warmth of his chest on yours; your chin on his collar.

“Are you sure you want this?” you whispered.

“I’d follow you across the galaxy again if it meant I could be here in your arms like this,” he confessed. 

Crosshair returned to your lips, but only for a short moment as the proximity alarm sounded. 

“We’re already there?” Crosshair exclaimed. 

The ship exited hyperspace on auto-pilot and began its approach to Pabu.

“No, we’re not landing yet,” you panicked a little as things were just getting good. Crosshair lifted you off the table and carried you to the pilot’s seat. He gently put you down and he turned off the engines, leaving the ship softly floating in space. You and he gazed out the front of the ship at the beauty of the universe. He turned his attention back to you and sat back in his seat. Magnetized to his body, you felt yourself stand and drift to him to straddle his waist and cradle his neck with your arms. You greeted him once more with a mellow kiss.

“Where were we?” he softly felt your curves and thighs with his rough hands. The silence of space enveloping you as you became fully immersed in Crosshair’s presence and touch. The ship seemed to float outside of time and outside of place.

“I think you were about to make me yours,” you flirted, letting your hands trace down his neck to his shoulders. 

“How could I forget?” he smiled calmly and slid you closer to his chest.

His hand traced over your thigh and through your folds. You were already so slick; how could you not be? His gaze alone was paralyzing, but his touch was electrifying. In response, you lightly sucked on his collar bone and began to grind against his hand. 

He pressed against your entrance with two fingers and circled your clit with his thumb. You let your knees squeeze his waist as the excitement and pleasure filled you. He let out a small moan, which you muffled as you returned your kiss to his open mouth. He pressed one finger into you. You reach down and stroke his sex.

“It’s my turn to give,” he mumbles. “You give too much.”

You return your hand to his cheek; he can feel you smile through your kiss. You couldn’t remember the last time a guy had cared so much for you. He continued to finger you, his strokes long and varying in pressure. The pleasure made you quake. He added another finger while his lips left your mouth to settle at your breasts as he began to suck and kiss them. 

You squeezed his shoulder, the back of his neck, and his waist with your thighs as his quickening strokes and movements pushed you over your edge; the pleasure flooding your brain; your heavy breathing ceasing for a moment under the pressure of your release. 

“That’s it,” Crosshair crooned as he continued to finger you through your orgasm. Slowly returning to your senses, you lightly sucked on his neck and worked your way to his lips. He slides his fingers out of you, but you felt so desperate for more. You moved your hips up and slid his hard cock into you fully without much warning – he moans and leans his head back. Filled with him, you feel so close; so intimate.

“You good?” you ask. “Never better,” he panted, completely lost in you.

Finding a rhythm, you moved passionately as he guided your hips up and down. Beginning slowly, you could feel his length pass in and through unhurriedly. Neither of you wanted to rush the intimacy of this moment, especially since you didn’t know when you could be so close like this again. You both made the effort to savor and create a lasting memory.

His thrusts and grip on your back and hips intensified as he started to chase his own release. His body felt warm to your touch as you let your hands wander, then settled around his neck to find balance as his movements escalated. You felt pleasure rise in yourself once more; tightening around him. 

“Maker,” he manages to whisper under the tension. He quietly gasps and squeezes you as he seizes up. You feel his release warm inside you, sending you over that edge once more. He relaxes slowly, letting each limb succumb to the relief. He leans his head back against the seat before opening his eyes to meet yours.

Tracing his jaw with your nose, you planted small kisses up his 5’o-clock shadow. Crosshair continued to gently rub your head, back, and shoulders. You and he stayed still for a moment before cleaning up.

–

“You mentioned a while ago that we’re giving this ship to your brother Echo, in exchange for him flying mine back to Pabu?” you asked Crosshair. “Mm-hmm,” he mumbled as he pulled his pants back on. 

“I will never tell, if you don’t,” you verified with a wink.

“We wouldn’t want to make Echo jealous,” he chuckled. “Let’s get home.” Once dressed, Crosshair switched the ship’s engines back on and continued the descent towards Pabu.

“Home sweet home,” he hummed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Part 7: If You Wanted To Be

Tag list: @tentakelspektakel @cloneflo99

[huiiiooo]

We all know that All for one hates All Might, he himself made that clear, it's understandable All Might did several things to All for one (and he deserved every single one of them)

Firstly, All Might had a meteoric rise shortly after returning to Japan at the age of 24, causing crime in Japan to reduce rapidly, and as All for one had control over much of Japan's crime, most of the villains that All Might defeated were Allies. from All for one, All Might destroyed the Dark Empire of All for one in Japan and rose as the Symbol of Peace

After nearly 30 years of hiding from All Might, AFO is finally found and humiliatingly defeated, having his head smashed

Art by: The Manga Viewer

This forced All for one to become much more inactive, of course he still kept moving, even though he was still recovering he defeated O'Cloak, and made all the mess there with Number 6, but he probably spent a lot of those years in New York since That's where he appears for the first time, and when All for one returns to the battlefield, he is publicly defeated by All Might and thrown into prison.

knowing this, it would be logical and even normal for All for one to want revenge for all of this, however when he finally defeats All Might, the "crime" he wants All Might to pay for is having "encouraged his dreams" what kind of dream? Heroic Dreams

This has happened before with All for one, a man once encouraged his brother's Heroic dreams, and because of that he lost him, and once again a man encourages a family member's Heroic dreams

In All for One's view, All Might did exactly the same thing as The Second User, the difference is that Izuku is still alive

[adachimoe]

PSC Eps 25-26 "Ah-ha, I SEES it!"

Last time: Ep 1 + Explanation, Eps 2 + 4, Ep 5, Eps 6 + 7 (no Q&A), Eps 8 + 9, Eps 10 + 11 (plus PSC Cafe), Eps 12/13/18/19, Eps 20/23/24

Episode 25:

Q: I think that all the awesome music plays a big part in Persona's appeal. I have a lot of favorites, but pieces like "Mass Destruction", "Deep Breath Deep Breath", and many others are masterpieces that defy the long held beliefs about what video game music is. And with so many bangers, there must be discarded songs that were made but never used. Can the Stalker Club skill those pieces with Endure Dark before they get buried in the Mudo of history?! A: If you made it, then you can find a suitable place for it to play, so there are no pieces that got discarded even though they had been completed. If anything, there are some sad incidents where, due to a change of direction, a BGM no longer fits something, but in such cases, rather than discarding it, it gets recycled to play somewhere appropriate. That said, it is thought that behind one completed song is multiple rough drafts that exist in the form of tunes being hummed. However, the existence of these drafts could not be verified because the composer already Mudo'd them himself.

(I added in the Mudo part cause I figured people would recognize that as a skill name faster than Endure Dark)

Q: In Persona 4, Chie's Persona Tomoe is wearing a helmet. Is the helmet-shape actually her head, or is she just wearing a helmet? A: When it comes to a Persona's appearance, there is no clear distinction made between their body and their accessories. But, if one must dare to say which is which, that's a helmet. Since Personas are beings that have transformed from Shadows, they are often designed with a "mask" of sorts similar to the enemy Shadows. And in Tomoe's case, hers is her helmet.

Episode 26:

An Akihiko-focused question session because his voice actor, Hikaru Midorikawa, was the guest.

Q: Sanada's Persona Caesar was such a womanizer that he was called "Rome's Lover" and he held a title like "Debt King" which gives him the opposite image of Sanada. How did he go from Polydeuces to Caesar? A: Because his Arcana is the Emperor. That Caesar was able to fearlessly carry out innovative reforms corresponds with Akihiko's strength. Furthermore, the history with how Caesar lost his standing then made a comeback and became synonymous with the title "Emperor" is similar to Sanada's story and so forth.

(This answer says "became Emperor" (皇帝となった). I added in "synonymous with" so this would sound historically accurate. In the old P3 artbook, they also say that Caesar was "known for being the Emperor of the Roman Empire". In P3 Reload, the Persona profile says his name became a name for Roman Emperors, so they corrected it for Reload.)

Q: There are many flavors of protein such as strawberry, chocolate, etc. What is Sanada's favorite? Or will any do? A: Sanada takes protein because that's logical to him as both a boxer and as someone who wants to get stronger. Taste barely even registers to him as a deciding factor. I'm certain that if an ingredient was the best for one's strength, he would say, "I'll try it" and put it in his mouth even if it's bitter or spicy. Q: Why does Sanada never wear his uniform jacket during the game? He doesn't even wear it in winter. A: Normally, he'd wear it at school and other places, so it's not as though he has a hang-up that causes him to stubbornly refuse to wear it. However, a blazer would restrict his movement when boxing or fighting, so it's more like he's never seen wearing it when interacting with the protagonist. He might seem really extreme at first, living his life like he's ready to fight 24/7, but he has been attacked by a Full Moon Shadow at the dorm where he lives. When you think about that, it doesn't seem so extreme.

Episode 26 was the last episode of Persona Stalker Club. After, they had a special stream where they announced the release date of Persona 5, then the show changed into Persona Stalker Club V for Persona 5 coverage. I might have misread this, but afaik, the Q&A section didn't return until the very last episode of V (episode 10). Anyway, next post = V episode 10 and then done done.

[invadertem]

(CLASSIFIED DOCUMENT) ROGUE ZIM

Status: Unknown; presumably alive

Personal Information:

- Pak Model: Defective Superior Model-1

- Gender/Sex: Male (Type B)

- Pronouns: He/Him

- Age: 25 Earth/Irken years

- Sexuality: Omni (Preference: Male)

- Rank: Rogue Super Weapon

- Rogue Code Name: Poltergeist

Physical Description:

- Appearance: Magenta Eyes/Pak

- Height: 5'5"

- Notable Features: Extremely scarred but bandaged arms, small face scar, Pink hoodie

Skills and Enhancements:

- Natural Ability: His pak can release high-voltage shocks capable of killing living beings and destroying technology. Connection to tech results in corruption.

- Pak Weapons: Equipped with powerful weapons designed by Zim himself.

- Emotion-Induced Abilities: Strong emotions can tear holes in time and space, creating small Florpus-like portals.

- Emotional Range: His defect allows him to experience a wide range of emotions.

- Independent Pak: His pak sometimes acts independently from Zim.

- Enhanced Senses: Superior hearing, scent, and sight.

- Training: Proficient in war strategies, combat, anatomy, mechanics, and other fields, driven by Miyuki to be the best.

- Speed and Strength: Quick reflexes allowing for rapid movement. Above-average strength and high pain tolerance.

- Natural Weapons: Claws and teeth sharpened to knife-like sharpness.

Fun Facts:

- Bio-Weapon Origin: The first successful Irken Empire Bio-weapon.

- Unique Scent: Emits a sweet scent with underlying hints of blood and metal.

- Powerhouse: Considered the strongest Irken to ever exist.

- Purring Smeet: Teased for his sleepy nature and purring as a smeet.

- Culinary Preferences: Enjoys sweet foods, while regular food makes him feel sick.

- Musical Inclination: Surprisingly, likes singing songs to himself.

- Personality: Aggressive and cold in nature.

- Troop Membership: Part of Troop 9 during training.

- Infamous Record: Personally responsible for the documented deaths of 10,000 individuals using only his pak.

Notable Events (in chronological order):

1. Caused five years of darkness on Irk upon creation due to a high-voltage electricity shock.

2. Experimented on by Miyuki as a child.

3. Excelled academically, ranking at the top of his classes.

4. Had a height stunter installed by Miyuki for easier control but later removed.

5. Spark from his pak caused four more years of darkness on Irk during a sparring incident.

6. Invented numerous bio-weapons and mass destruction devices.

7. "Accidentally" killed Miyuki and Spork with a bio-weapon.

8. Played a key role in winning the battle of Meekrob during Mission of Impending Doom One.

9. Banished from the Irken Empire, reappearing during Mission of Impending Doom Two.

10. Banished once more, this time to Earth.

11. Involved in the Florpus Incident.

12. Went Rogue, leaving Earth for four years with no trace of his whereabouts.

13. Destroyed multiple Empire Watch Bases (C1, C2, C3, D5, D6, G9, G11, G18, Z1), with more to be documented.

This document provides official information regarding Defective Superior Model-1, also known as Poltergeist, and his extensive history, abilities, and notable events within the Irken Empire. He is extremely dangerous and is to be reported upon sighting.

!!!WARNING: FILE IS HIGHLY SUBJECT TO CHANGE!!!

[projectnewmoon]

Sonic - Project: New Moon

Chapter 6 - Sick

Summary: The group sets off to get the fourth Chaos Emerald. Meanwhile, Sonic's condition begins to worsen.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 2,925 words

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The sun had set and the moon had risen, the sky now clear and dark, dotted with twinkling stars. A crescent moon, thin and almost new, shone above the desert as a cold wind blew through the sandy dunes. After a snack and a discussion of plans for tomorrow, the group prepared to set off to Empire City first thing in the morning.

Now, everyone was asleep under the Tornado. Everyone except Rue, who sat right by the plane, looking up at the starry sky, and Sonic, who kept still and quiet while lying next to Tails and the twins so as to not wake them up.

Sonic was exhausted, yet he couldn't get himself to fall asleep, his mind still riddled with thoughts, images of what he'd seen, of Rue's nightmare.

What could they have possibly been afraid of that the ghosts exploited? Nox? It's fair to be scared of someone like him, he supposed. But what of those children? Who were they? And why would Rue kill them like that over and over? It all confused and unsettled him, the image of those faceless corpses in a pool of green blood burned into his mind.

And why did he transform when he did? When they came out of the Spirit Realm, the sun was just beginning to set, but he’d transformed much earlier than that. Was it the stress? It couldn’t have been that, could it? That’s not how that works! … Right?

He huffed and closed his eyes, trying to cast those thoughts away and finally get the sleep he needs.

Sonic feels himself begin to drift off, the exhaustion finally dragging him down to the darkness of unconsciousness. Sand Ocean Zone was quiet…

… Until it stopped being quiet, and some unbearable whirring and buzzing appeared out of nowhere.

Sonic sat up, carefully, so as to not wake up any of the others, and looked around for the source of that infernal noise. Turns out, he wasn't the only one who heard it, because Rue was searching for it, too.

He got up and walked up to them. “You hear that too, right?” he whispered.

“Of course I do,” they whispered back, “It's one of his robots. I know it is.”

“And you'd be right, old friend,” an all too familiar voice speaks from behind the two. They snap around to see Nox himself, albeit in the form of a hologram projected by a small bronze Spinner, an eerie smile on his face and his hands held behind his back.

Rue snarls at him, hackles raised and teeth bared.

“What do you want, you creep?” Sonic growls, glaring at him.

“My, what an unfriendly reception. I'm hurt!” he said in a mocking tone, “I just came to have a little chat, is all”

Sonic quickly glances at Rue, who growled and snarled at the man like a wild animal. There was nothing in her glowing red eyes but burning rage as she stared Nox down. She trembled, claws digging into the ground. She was holding back from attacking, he could tell.

“Yeah, no, my friend here is just about to blow a gasket just from looking at you. And, frankly, I’m not in the mood to talk, either. So leave us alone.”

“Tch. Someone ought to teach you freaks some manners…” Nox grumbled, “Very well, then. But I will leave you all with a warning.”

The spider brandishes three Chaos Emeralds, one cyan, one purple, and one white, leaving the yellow still out there somewhere. “You may have acquired three out of seven Emeralds, but that will not be enough to stop my plans. I have just enough power to set things in motion, and once the new moon comes, the end of this world will be just within my reach. You won’t be able to stop it, not like you did last time, hedgehog.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Sonic reaches out with a large paw, grabs the Spinner mid-air and crushes it. The hologram fizzles out. Dark Gaia Energy oozes out of the mangled robot, dripping from his paw onto the white sand of the desert.

Rue jolts, coming out of that feral daze. She is now silent, staring at where the image of Nox used to be. Purple smoke slips out from between her lips.

“Hey,” Sonic speaks to Rue in an even, calm tone, “Don't listen to him. He just wants to get under our skin. We'll get the one Emerald he hasn't found yet, then we take back all the others. I won't let him destroy the world, and I sure as hell won't let him hurt you or anyone else. I promise.”

Rue didn't seem too moved by his words, barely even reacting with the twitch of an ear. It was hard to tell if they were even listening.

“Look, I know today's been… a lot, but try to get some sleep, yeah? You look like you need it. Like, really, really need it.”

Rue huffs, lying down on their belly and pulling their cloak over themself like a blanket. Maybe they were listening after all.

“I, uh, I can also stay n’ keep you company, if you want–”

“Go away.”

“Alright, cool. Goodnight.”

And with that, he hurried back to his spot right next to Tails, settled back down, and attempted to fall asleep once again, eventually managing to drift off.

-

Morning soon came, driving away the cold of the desert night, changing Sonic back to normal. And with the sunrise, the group got ready to set off to Empire City–

“I'm not flying on that thing.”

– Except Rue was staunchly refusing to get on the Tornado.

“Rue, please, we cannot do this right now,” Specter grumbled.

“You could sit in the passenger seat,” Tails offered, “It might be a bit of a tight squeeze, but at least you won't have to fly on the wing.”

“And let the twins put themselves in danger?” Rue retorted.

“Look, I've been flying on the Tornado's wings for years, and I can assure you it is perfectly safe,” Sonic replied.

Rue crossed their arms. “Your idea of  ‘safe’ is incredibly skewed.”

“I'm with Rue on this.” Phantom also crossed his arms, mimicking Rue. “You're probably the only person on Mobius who'd think that's safe.”

He wasn't exactly wrong, but how else was everyone supposed to get to Empire City before Nox got there?

“Oh, so the big bad wolfdog is scared of heights now?” Specter smirked.

Sonic quirked an eyebrow. Now, where could this be heading?

Rue glared at her. “Pardon?”

“I know what this is really about, Rue. You're scaaaared. Ya big scaredy-cat.”

“I-I'm not!” they stammered, flustered, “I'm worried about you, idiot!”

“Yeah, sure, maybe you are, but you're mostly just scared ‘cuz you've never been on a plane before, right?”

Rue growls.

Phantom looks at his sister. “I don't think now’s the time for teasing, Specter–”

“Shush. We're getting somewhere here,” Specter interrupted, “I can see it written aaaaall over you, Rue, down to your very soul. You can't hide that from me.”

Rue takes a sharp breath, rubbing the bridge of their nose. Sonic can hear them mumble something under their breath. “Tragame tierra, Dios mío…” he thinks he hears them say.

Huh, didn’t think they could speak Spanish. Neat, Sonic thought.

“Rrgh… Fine! I'll do it,” Rue finally conceded, “Just… stop pestering me already.”

“Yay!” Specter exclaimed, “C'mon, let's hurry up and go, then! Ohh, this is gonna be so fun!”

Specter hurried off to get on the plane, with Rue reluctantly trailing behind. Phantom sighs and follows them as well.

Sonic couldn't help but chuckle at that whole interaction. “Can't believe that actually worked,” he said.

After helping Specter and Phantom up to the wings, and giving a few extra words of encouragement to Rue who still hesitated to get on the plane, Sonic and Tails boarded the Tornado and set off into the skies towards Empire City.

By noon, Sonic and the other's had landed in the outskirts of the sprawling metropolis. According to Tails’ readings, the Emerald should be in a plaza near the center.

“Weird place for a Special Zone to open up,” Sonic commented, looking down at the map on the Miles Electric as he and Tails waited for the others to unboard the plane.

“I believe the city closed that area off to avoid any civilians falling in,” Tails explained, “Would be pretty bad if anyone who didn't know what it was got stuck in there.”

Sonic smirked. “Good thing the pros are here to take care of it!”

Specter and Phantom hop off from the planes’ wings. Meanwhile, Rue nearly falls on her face trying to get out of the passenger seat, but she shakes it off as if nothing happened.

Specter bounces with every step as everyone starts walking into the city. “That was fun!”

Phantom patted the fur of his frazzled tail down. “And scary.”

“Fun AND scary!”

Sonic chuckled. “Glad you guys enjoyed it!” Even if it was mostly just Specter… “You guys'll get another ride once we can get you back home, hope you're excited for that one, too!”

“Yay!”

“Hooray…”

As they got closer to the towering buildings, Sonic noticed Rue pull the hood of their cloak over their head, partially obscuring their face in shadow. They held the cloak close with their paws, covering most of their body as well.

“You. Hedgehog.” Rue approached him. He noticed their paws trembling slightly.

“It's Sonic.”

“Right, Sonic. There's… going to be a lot of people there, yes?”

“I mean, probably, yeah. It's a city. Kinda par for the course in places like these.”

“Mm.” He could see their expression drop under the shadows of their cloak.

He patted them on the shoulder- or, well, as close to the shoulder as he could get, which was only a little over their elbow. “If you’re worried about people looking at you funny, then don’t. The people of this city have seen their fair share of weird things. I know nobody will bat an eye at you, so just relax, okay?”

Rue stared at him for a moment. Her gaze drifts to his hand on their arm.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Ack-! Sorry!” He quickly retracted his hand.

So they continued, crossing the city streets and rushing past people, cars, and skyscrapers of all shapes and sizes. The sun shone high as they all eventually reached an empty plaza, the area surrounded by yellow tape and barricades. The Warp Ring floated in the middle, glimmering in the sun.

“Oh, good! Looks like Nox hasn’t gotten this one yet,” Sonic said, relieved.

“He is… secretive. Keeps his operations as hidden as possible,” Rue explained, “Sending his robots to a populated area like this would cause too much chaos.”

Makes sense why he's never heard of the guy before, then.

They all jump over the barricades and carefully approach the ring.

“Alright, I'll jump in and grab it real quick so when can get outta here–”

A laser bullet shoots right past Sonic, missing him by a quill. He takes a step back, looking at the charred and smoldering spot on the ground before turning in the direction of the laser's source.

A Buzz Bomber flew out of a tree, charging another shot. More flew out of the bushes and trees that lined the plaza, and soon they had the group surrounded. Rue's eyes widened in shock.

“So much for being secretive, huh?” Sonic revved up a spin-dash, launching himself at the Badniks at full force, breaking his target on impact and speeding towards another, then another, then another.

“He’s never done something like this! Why now?!” Rue stretched out an arm, grabbed a Badnik that was just about to shoot at her, and slammed it right into another, crushing both.

Tails slammed one down into the brick floor below him, breaking it. “That doesn’t matter right now! Sonic! Go grab that Emerald before any of the Badniks can get in!”

“On it!”

The twins slashed away at some Buzz Bombers that had gotten close to the Warp Ring, cutting them into pieces and giving Sonic an opening to jump in.

He falls into a void of light, and the portal closes behind him.

-

Sonic finds himself in a dreamlike cityscape. Strange buildings reach into the skies beyond what is possible to build. Roads twist and turn into loop de loops and corkscrews and highways that lead to nowhere.

As soon as Sonic’s feet landed on the ground, he sped off, collecting rings as he usually does. But something felt off.

That feeling of claws beneath his skin tearing at his insides had returned at full force. He felt sick, his stomach churned, but he couldn't let it stop him. He needed to get that Emerald, and quick. He didn't want to leave his friends fighting off those Badniks on their own for too long.

It's not like he doesn't think they're capable, Tails has been his right-hand fox for years, and the twins and Rue have proven themselves more than able to put up a good fight. No, he just doesn't want to miss too much of the fun!

If only he wasn't in pain right now.

In the distance, he sees it- the light of the yellow Chaos Emerald. Like a star, it shines brightly. Just within reach now.

Sonic reaches out. He feels his claws start to rip through his gloves.

He looks at his reflection.

The eyes of a Nightmare stare back.

He grabs ahold of the Emerald. It burns the skin under his glove.

And in the blink of an eye, he was back at the plaza. He fell onto the floor with a heavy thud. The Emerald fell out of his hands and clinked all the way to Tails’ feet.

Tails picked the Emerald up before looking at Sonic with a worried expression. “Are you alright? You don't look too good…”

Sonic tries to push himself up, but his body shakes uncontrollably. “D-don't… Don't worry about me, I'm fi–”

He breaks out into a coughing fit, thick purple smoke coming out with each cough. His body begins to change, transforming him into the beast again.

Why now? Why now? Why now?!

When he came back to his senses, Sonic realized Specter, Phantom, and Tails were kneeling down around him. Tails reaches out a hand to help him back up. He takes it, and Tails pulls him up with the twins holding him by the sides and keeping him steady. Everything hurts, and his friends’ touch burned against his skin, but he appreciated their help nonetheless.

Rue huffed. “Let’s leave before too many people notice…”

He couldn’t argue with that. So the group made their way to the outskirts of the city and back to the Tornado as fast as possible. Thankfully, there wasn’t as much of a crowd in the way now.

Once he got there, Sonic’s legs gave out,and he fell onto the grass right next to the plane. His legs hurt, as if something stabbed into his joints.

Tails squeezed his paw tight. “You’re getting worse…” he said, ears drooping.

“I know…” He wanted so badly to assure him that he was fine, but he couldn’t bring himself to. He just squeezes Tails’ hand back. “I know.”

Rue glanced at him from the corner of their eye. They stood further away, as if to keep their distance. As if they didn’t want to look at him head on.

“He’s sick. Just as I am,” they said in a strangely somber tone, “And he’ll only continue to get worse until he’s no longer himself. Until all that’s left is the monster.”

Tails looked up at Rue, brows furrowed. “But there’s gotta be a way to fix this! I don’t know, some way to get the energy out, or–”

“There isn’t,” Rue growled bitterly.

“But… there’s gotta…”

Sonic sighed, pulling Tails closer and looking him in the eye. “I get you’re worried about me, but we’ve got more important things to focus on right now.” He placed a paw on Tails’ little shoulder. “Besides, we talked about this before, didn’t we? We’ll figure it out eventually. I’ll get better.”

“And what if you don’t?” Tails’ eyes began to water at the thought.

“I’ll just have to learn how to live with it, then. No biggie.” He patted Tails’ shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile.

Sonic noticed Rue’s eyes widen slightly at his response.

Meanwhile, Tails smiled back, but Sonic knew that unsure smile all too well. Sonic’s condition is uncertain now, and they both knew that. All they could do was hope for the best.

“Um, so…” Specter spoke up, “What’s the plan now?”

“Nox has the last three Chaos Emeralds. We figure out where he is, which should be easy enough if we just track the Emeralds like we’ve been doing so far, and we take them back before he can do anything drastic. Tails?”

“Already on it,” Tails said as he typed away at his Miles Electric, “Looks like there’s some really high Chaos Energy signatures near Holoska. There should be an old Eggman base around there. That’s probably where he’s hiding.”

“We leave tonight then,” Rue states decisively, “We cannot waste any more time. Nox needs to be stopped now.”

Sonic couldn’t agree more. So, as the sun began to set, they all boarded the Tornado and set off towards the snowy tundras of the far north.

[swtechspecs]

Sienar Intelligence Systems Scarab Mark VI Assassin Droid

Source: The Essential Guide to Droids (Del Rey, 1999)

[name-esfandiar]

Fantasy writer presentation

I started posting about the tolkien persian translations, but why I'm really here is to talk about my writing. I'll try to keep it short, but if it tickles your interest I'd love if we could follow each other :)

I'm a young french writer that's working on a universe since 6 years.

I'm truly into high fantasy and dark fantasy, although I write less of the second kind. I've got a number of inspirations, some less obvious than other like George RR Martin, Tolkien, Sanderson, even Lovecraft or french writers like Camus or Céline.

What deeply compels me to write is my fascination for the human character and its limits, delving into it as much as in an introspective manner as with tangible actions (e. g. fights that act as much as talking than does dialogues).

If your interest is stricken, you can continue to read to see in more detail what i write

This post is peculiar, in the futur I will talk more about my process, what i like and dislike, my philosophy, my goals, my inspirations, some analysis even ! I can't thank you enough for reading :)

My books

The universe I was talking about was at the start a ttrpg for my friends, but since then its has became a fully wrote novel of a high fantasy saga, the following up book that has been started and a new one that I'm currently writing, with the utmost desire of being published.

The Mirrored Path

The Mirrored Path is a high fantasy saga set in this said universe, where Blades rules over all. The four Blades, each sealing one of the Goddesses, hold a power than should've never came into mortal hands.

Three storylines are deeply intertwined.

Fansislas, a farmer, goes into the capital to address to the king of the Ances Holy-Kingdom the problems his city encounters, when at the same time a member of bourgeoisie, Gadolt, reveals himself be a Blade's holder… without the Goddess with it. Unfortunate pair, they will have to cross the continent in order to keep the secret and not be condemned to die, with only one goal : finding the Goddess linked to it in order to use it side by side with the Blade of the king against the Eimin Empire.

The smart and esteemed impress of the Eimin Empire, Alba, finds one of those Blades, and the Goddess linked. As her soul and memories merge with those of the Goddess, she fights as much now against Ances the Holy-Kingdom than a past one against her new memories. Between betrayals and various political games, she raise a host and swear to put an end to the Ances Holy-Kingdom.

On the other of the ocean, Alíyei, a wandering princess, two brothers, Belor and Toga, and a wandering prince, Shirvim — perfect in the eyes of Alíyei, symbole of all her weaknesses, pushing her to betray him to get rid of the pain — stride through the desert. She tries to raise a sell word company in view of the rising tension between the Ances Holy-Kingdom and the Eimin Empire, to defend her country against the possible war.

All are linked in a terrible fate, that they glimpse between dreams and visions, ignoring that the world is entering a new era.

The War's Song

Set in the same universe, 53 years before The Mirrored Path, this is a standalone book.

The story follows Aderon, king and Blade holder of the Ances Holy-Kingdom and his First Counsellor, Notora. Meeting for the first time in history another Blade holder, new players will emerge, a new tension stirred ; for Aderon is not the sole bearer of the divine power, the very reason the Crown holds its dominion.

Notora, seeing changes appear in her king, is troubled. It's her mission to avoid a war that he seems too inclined to declare, for any conflict between such weapons would be the end of any who does not bear them.

History will know this event as the one that stained the world by an unquenchable mark.

I hope you will like it or at least be interested, I'd love to follow and get to know more writers, fantasy or no ! If you're french, bonus points :)

I'll post about things more deep in the future as my philosophy about writing, my reasons of doing it, what I like and dislike, some analysis maybe and translations !

[ct-hardcase]

Since a twitter mutual asked for an Inquisitor canon guide, I'm revamping my answer to an anon to include some more recent inquisitor canon. I'll get into the substantial canon stories first (which I'd say are the proverbial "must watch/read/play"s), and then into the ones where there might be slightly less content in a list below:

Star Wars: Rebels originated the inquisitors in the new canon and the start of their lore, though I'd argue it wasn't the best at handling them. Despite this, I'd recommend starting here. Introduces the Grand Inquisitor, Fifth Brother, Seventh Sister, and Eighth Brother. Also introduces (the ever-elusive) Project Harvester.

Darth Vader (2017): while this is a Vader-focused comic, you get quite a bit of inquisitor lore out of it, and also multiple characters you won’t find anywhere else/many other places. Highly recommend for how it builds up the Grand Inquisitor, Ninth Sister, and Sixth Brother in particular. Also includes the Fifth Brother, Tenth Brother, Iskat, and Tualon in a capacity that develops their characters. The comic additionally goes out of its way to include Seventh, Eighth, and Trilla as background characters. I recommend reading all of it, since I love the way it handles Vader as well, but the inquisitor-focused issues are almost all issues 6-20 minus issues 10 and 18. The writing has some flaws but overall one of my favorite canon comics in terms of story and art.

Jedi: Fallen Order was the blueprint, honestly. What made the inquisitors ascend from goofy side characters in others' stories to tragic villains in their own right. What's not to love about Trilla Suduri? Also provides a fair bit of depth to Ninth Sister, especially in the context of her previous DV (2017) appearances. It also fleshes out the Purge Troopers, who, while not inquisitors, are a fun addition to the organization. Also add a bit of inquisitor capture/initiation lore. I'm not a gamer, so I found a video which compiled all of the story scenes and it did the trick for me (though many gamers do recommend playing).

Obi-Wan Kenobi: Introduces Reva Sevander, and her wonderfully complicated story and character. This is among some of the essential inquisitor watch material for good reason, as it provides context for how inquisitors interpret the group dynamics, as well as a look at their military operations and how a hunt works from their end, somewhat. It also provides some context and/or development for the Grand Inquisitor and Fifth Brother; and introduces the Fourth Sister.

Rise of the Red Blade: The most personal look we get into an inquisitor's backstory and fall, so far. this story centers Iskat's time as a Jedi and a bit of her time as an inquisitor. It goes through a Knight's look at the clone wars, and some of the Inquisitor initiation process/first few missions, in addition to glimpses of what a pre-Vader inquisitorius looked like. This book also features Tualon as a prominent character, but notably includes cameos from almost every canon inquisitor minus Reva, Marrok, and the Eleventh Brother.*

Tales of the Empire (Barriss's shorts): I'm going to preface this by saying that I would consider this less of an Inquisitor story than Barriss's story, but it provides important lore cornerstones for the Inquisitorius at large, and Barriss's story, for a time, is important to the Inquisitorius, as well as reconciling what is going on in Season 2 of Rebels. Ultimately, a very dark and satisfying look at what happened to Barriss after Order 66. Lyn has an important secondary role, the Grand Inquisitor has a smaller (but significant) role, and Marrok and the Eleventh Brother make cameos.

Inquisitors (2024): I'd be remiss to not include a work that features the inquisitors as its primary protagonists, focusing on the Grand Inquisitor, Fifth Brother, Seventh Sister, and Ninth Sister. However, unlike the entries above, I don't find it a very satisfying story, especially for the Seventh and Ninth Sisters. I'd read it if you're a completionist, but don't rush to get to this one.

*among others, who are more relegated to sourcebooks/secondhand references.

I'll organize the rest by characters that you may want to know more about, though please note that there are minor spoilers for the above series (including character names) in the summaries of the series below:

Grand Inquisitor:

The Servants of the Empire series has some Grand Inquisitor lore with a focus on Zare Leonis and (the ever-elusive) Project Harvester. The Grand Inquisitor serves as an antagonist. This is a Middle Grade series, but it's one of the best MG series I've read in Star Wars.

The Grand Inquisitor has appeared in the Rebels manga adaptation! I haven't read it myself, but the art looks good.

He gets a semi-canon appearance in one short story of Star Wars: Dark Legends. He's got creepy vampire vibes, which are cool, and you also get one of my favorite Order 66 survivors in the dubiously-canon Kira Vantala.

[He also gets a spotlight in Issue 6 of Star Wars (2020). Yes, the comic takes place post-esb. Yes, the Grand Inquisitor is there. This one has the most payoff after reading Vader (2017) and watching swr s1

Gets a brief PoV section at the end of the Ahsoka novel.

First Brother (Marrok):

One of the antagonists of the Ahsoka show, and primarily appears there in its first few episodes.

Second Sister (Trilla Suduri):

Most of her Material is in JFO, but she also gets a spotlight in Jedi Fallen Order: Dark Temple. Though this five-issue comic focuses mostly on Cere, it gives you some good Second Sister content, presented pre-Trilla reveal in-game. It gives you more of her cool and competent inquisitor vibe that way. Also, the dynamic Trilla has with her Purge Trooper Commander is a bonus for me, in this one.

Third Sister (Reva Sevander):

Sadly, not a lot of supplemental content exists for Reva outside of OWK. I suppose I'm obligated to include the Obi-Wan Kenobi Comic Adaptation, but considering the art is about the equivalent of traced-over screenshots, I feel confident in saying you can skip this one.

Fourth Sister (Lyn Rakish):

Her...armor appears in Return to Vader’s Castle 4 and 5. The saboteur wearing it uses her designation, but that's about all the character lore we get.

Fifth Brother:

He gets a PoV section in Jedi: Battle Scars! Though it's not super substantive, it's the closest we've gotten to a backstory for him, and he gets a hell of a duel in this one. The overall plot is steamy and fun as well, plus Merrin and Fret are worth the price of admission alone.

He gets a lot of bit parts in other inquisitor media, all of which add up to a more complex character than the man we get in Rebels.

Some comics featuring the Fifth Brother are in the Star Wars Rebels Magazine are in German so if you read the language you’re in luck, but some have been translated into English by fans so you can find them in their tumblr tags.

Sixth Brother (Bil Valen):

He gets PoV sections in The Ahsoka novel: Though the chapters may initially not seem the most substantive, the other inquisitor canon (plus his scenes in Vader [2017]) builds up around him to end up giving a surprising amount of glimpses into who he is as a person.

Seventh Sister:

She plays a somewhat significant role in Iskat's first years in Rise of the Red Blade, though sadly, aside from Rebels, she doesn't have a substantive role in many stories.

Seventh Sister also features in the Star Wars Rebels Magazine stories.

Eighth Brother:

Sorry, you're SoL (I say with love; he's my favorite).

In all seriousness, he has one line of dialogue in Vader (2017), and a cameo in Rise of the Red Blade. If he ends up being your favorite, I can help link some interviews from Robbie Daymond about him, or something.

Ninth Sister (Masana Tide):

Aside from a brief appearance in Jedi: Survivor, most of her story takes place in Vader (2017) and JFO.

She also appears to be among the main cast of Inquisitors (2024).

Tenth Brother (Prosset Dibs):

Mace Windu: Jedi of the Republic: A five-issue comic focusing on a strike team of four Jedi in the beginning the clone war, raises questions of what the republic is coming to, and also gives you some of the Tenth Brother’s backstory.

Eleventh Brother:

Primarily in Ahsoka's Tales of the Jedi shorts, making a brief appearance to raze a village, and then duel Ahsoka.

Thirteenth Sister (Iskat Akaris):

She doesn't have much outside of Vader (2017) and RotRB, but considering she's the protagonist of the latter, hopefully that's alright for now.

Tualon Yaluna:

See Iskat's entry above—though he's not the protagonist of RotRB, he gets quite a bit of focus.

Barriss Offee:

Has only appeared as an Inquisitor in her Tales of the Empire shorts. Since her appearances as a non-inquisitor outnumber her inquisitor-centric works, I won't get into them here.

Other Canon Inquisitors/Noncanonical Inquisitors/I'm Bald/Other Nuanced Opinion:

There’s an Inquisitor in the semi-canon Star Wars Visions season 1 episode T0-B1.

There's also an Inquisitor in the semi-canon Star Wars Visions season 2 episode Bandits of Golak.

Per a guidebook released prior to Obi-Wan Kenobi, There was an inquisitor with the designation Third Brother. At this time, we do not know what he looks like, nor has he been confirmed to have been in a story.

Per a TTRPG campaign, there was a female inquisitor who trained the Nightsister Jerserra, who killed her and stole the unidentified inquisitor's lightsaber. We do not have confirmation on who this is.

Maul carries an inquisitor's saber from at least the time of Solo to Star Wars: Rebels. This may or may not belong to an existing canon inquisitor or an as-of-yet-unknown character (it was modeled off of the Grand Inquisitor's, but we can assume this was due to budget concerns).

There's a variety of mobile games, sourcebooks, and other sources that provide a series of blurbs on the canon inquisitors that I haven't kept close track of. While these provide some information, most of it goes over existing information (possibly sourced directly from the Star Wars databank entries or Wookieepedia pages) and rarely do we get any new information from these (and more rarely still does canon actually stick to the information we get from them). These are fun, and can be delved into if you want more detail, but my personal MO is to stick to canon works first.

The slight exception to me is the Lightsaber coffeetable book, which I find has gorgeous (original!) art, and has some blurbs about the inquisitors' fighting styles.

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Sonic Cyber Revolution Arcs - Part 6 (Sonic Cyber Revolution Analyzer)

This is Part 6 of a comprehensive list of all the current Story Arcs in Sonic Cyber Revolution, along with a short description of the events that occur in that Arc, as well as listing the specific Sonic characters introduced in that Arc.

The Neo Genesis Arc

The Neo Genesis Arc marks a brief return to the slice of life stories, finally establishing Sonadow as one of the main ships of the story, followed up by Silvaze when Team Neos visits the Surya Empire to help Sana, Blaze and Marine fight against pirates. The story eventually culminates in a confrontation between Sonic and Neo Metal Sonic, as the latter searches for a meaning in his life outside his counterpart's shadow. It is an adaptation of the Sonic Rush games, as well as Sonic Heroes.

This Arc marks the first appearance of Marine the Raccoon, Captain Whisker and his pirate crew, as well as the appearance of this world's version of the Sol Emeralds. This Arc also marks the introduction of Neo Metal Sonic.

Chapter List: Entry 55: Walking In Your Shoes, Entry 56: Vandalize My Heart, Entry 57: Heat Wave, Entry 58: The Rush Adventure, Entry 59: Romance Dawn, Entry 60: The Sol Dimension, Entry 61: What I’m Here For, Entry 62: Neo Genesis.

The Imposter Syndrome Arc

The Imposter Syndrome Arc follows up on Sonic's defeat at the hands of Neo Metal Sonic, focusing on Team Dark, Team Chaotix, Knuckles and Lily as they investigate a storage facility that deals in trading Eggman technology, as well as establishing Knuxouge as another major ship in the story. At the same time, Dr. Starline returns with his own creations - Surge and Kit, who end up confronting Sonic and Tails in an attempt to establish their own identities outside of their impostor status. The aftermath of this confrontation results in them meeting Amy and Minami, with Surgeamy becoming another major ship. This Arc serves as an adaptation of The Imposter Syndrome Arc from the IDW Sonic comics.

This Arc marks the first appearance of Surge the Tenrec and Kitsunami ''Kit'' the Fennec, who are determined to forge their own path outside of Starline's influence.

Chapter List: Entry 63: Mission Dark, Entry 64: A Punk Philosophy, Entry 65: The Guardian and The Thief, Entry 66: Burn It All Down, Entry 67: Imposter Syndrome, Entry 68: A Single Flower Petal.

#Sonic Cyber Revolution Arcs - Part 5

#Sonic Cyber Revolution Arcs - Part 7

#Sonic Cyber Revolution (Masterlist)

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CASSIAN'S RECKONING - Chapter 6: The Detritus

CHAPTER SUMMARY: Tarkin pushes Cassian too far…and all the rebel can do is think about Jyn.

Here's a nice long chapter for you. I hope you enjoy reading it :)

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CHAPTER 6: THE DETRITUS

Cassian was freezing, his teeth audibly chattering in his head.

Why is it so damn cold in here? he thought, his brain feeling slow and frozen like the rest of his body. Aren’t they cold too? he wondered of his captors. Tarkin paced back and forth, seemingly impervious to the iciness. The death troopers shifted their weight. He could hear their gear creaking.

The temperature had dropped so low that blood was beginning to freeze in Cassian’s hair and along the edge of his right eye. His skin was burned under the electrobinders. His lungs ached. He could barely see. Whatever the IT-O droid injected had practically blinded him, retracting his vision until he could only make out blurry images directly in front.

But the pain.

The pain was beyond anything he could have imagined.

And it was constant, a never-ending barrage that flooded every nerve, every cogent thought. He lost consciousness several times, but the droid instantly revived him, showing no mercy. At first, he had been cataloguing each scratch, trying to rationalize his way through the agony. It’s only a chemical reaction. They hadn’t needed severe tactics; the injections multiplied the smallest cut into fire that bloomed across his nervous system. He tried to reason away the pain, trick his brain into believing it was an illusion.

But that didn’t work.

Eventually he had vomited on one of the death troopers. Cassian wanted to laugh every time he remembered it. The trooper had practically yelped before punching him; it was a small price to pay for something so deeply satisfying. Cassian allowed himself to laugh out loud when Tarkin ordered the soldier from the room. “Sorry to spoil everyone’s fun,” he snorted.

The Grand Moff hadn’t found the incident nearly as amusing as Cassian. His response was to increase the interrogation’s intensity. The droid used a razor-thin blade to pepper the rebel’s body with small half-inch cuts. Nothing significant in an of themselves, but together, and combined with the droid’s relentless injections, they became excruciating. His neck, his chest, his face, his hands, his fingers, his feet; there was nowhere to retreat from the pain.

Tarkin kept asking him to identify everyone who had been with him on Scarif, showing him one hologram after another. When Jyn’s face appeared, Cassian had made a strange sound, somewhere between a gasp and a croak, that he managed to cover up with a coughing fit. Jyn’s smokey eyes, her mocking smirk, almost undid him right then and there. He knew he should stuff that part of himself somewhere deep and dark, cover her up and convince himself that she was nothing.

If he didn’t, he would break.

If he broke and gave the Empire what they wanted, Jyn would be next on Tarkin’s list.

The thought of her enduring the Grand Moff’s sadistic interrogation techniques made him sick to his stomach. He would endure this pain so she and the other members of Rogue One wouldn’t have to.

By now, Cassian was in a stupor. His head fell back as he struggled for air. Every breath burned.

For the first time, the IT-O droid spoke. “A suspension of interrogation is recommended.” Its voice was monotone and deep.

“Whatever for?” Tarkin replied, annoyed.

“Subject’s core temperature is dangerously low and continued hyperventilation of cold, dry air has put the prisoner at risk. If we carry on, his lungs will fill with blood and he will be useless to you.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Allow the room’s temperature to rise above freezing.”

The Grand Moff did not hide his irritation. “Do it,” he said, moving toward the door. “We can’t have him dying on us. We have far too much to discuss.”

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He didn’t know how long they left him alone. He could feel warm air blowing into the room and he forced himself to focus on how it felt against his skin. Eventually, he stopped shaking as his blood and lungs returned to normal temperatures.

He wanted to sleep or cry. He wasn’t sure which urge was stronger. But he was afraid to do either.

For now, he focused on tangibles. He knew the warmth wouldn’t last, so he drowned himself in it, letting it permeate every sense.

It reminded him of something.

A warm breeze on a curved shoreline.

And orangish-pink sky.

Sand under his knees.

Scarif.

That hellish mission haunted him like no other.

All of this, everything Tarkin was doing to him now, was because of Scarif. Cassian’s heart tightened in his chest. He hoped the sacrifice was worth it. He hoped the Death Star plans were with the right people, people who were smart enough and brave enough to blow these imperial bastards to hell. He had already lost so much; anyone he ever cared about had disappeared like smoke.

Except Jyn.

The thought hovered in his mind, frozen on the threshold as he tried to decide whether to welcome or banish it.

Cassian clenched his teeth and swallowed thickly.

He let her in.

He didn’t care about the risk, didn’t care if it made him defenseless. He needed her strength.

So, he permitted himself to think about her.

She was unexpected. Wary, damaged, and bitter when they first met.

Just like him.

But, over time, as they proceeded through Operation Fracture’s labyrinthine twists, something came alive in her, something truthful, vulnerable, and determined. As Cassian watched her transform, something inside him began to change as well. She turned the mirror back on him, forced him to see how far afield he’d strayed. He had become so committed to the Rebellion that he’d forgotten how to listen to his conscience. He believed in the greater good, the cause as they called it, but he had allowed the ends to justify the means for too long. Jyn had not so gently nudged him back on course.

And he had begun to love her for that.

He hated that word.

Love painted a target, put everyone involved in jeopardy.

Plus, how could he love someone he hardly knew?

But ever since they met, Jyn was right alongside him, matching him step for step. Or perhaps he was trying to keep pace with her. He liked that about their friendship. She blazed her own trails; she didn’t need him, but she wanted him, sought his camaraderie, his advice, his laughter, and he did the same with her.

He couldn’t put a finger on how it happened. All he knew was that they trusted each other, had complete faith in each other, and treated each other with equal respect. He knew he could put his life in her hands and vice versa. Is that love? He wondered if there was a better word to describe his feelings for Jyn.

When had the shift from strangers to companions first started?

Perhaps on Jedha. He could have left her to die in Saw Gerrera’s hideout; he found Bodhi, who could have brought him to Galen Erso, negating the need for Jyn. But Cassian couldn’t leave her behind. In fact, he hadn’t been able to stop worrying about her the entire time he was trapped in that small, dark cell. After seeing Bodhi’s condition, Cassian worried Jyn might suffer a similar fate at Saw’s unpredictable hands.

Why had he cared?

Just days prior to meeting her he had shot his own contact in the back on the Ring of Kafrene. Why did he suddenly want to protect a resource with which he had no established history?

Cassian finally admitted it wasn’t all that sudden. He’d had his doubts about his own morality for a long time. The Rebellion had made a habit of asking him to kill, like it was an automatic given despite the toll it took on Cassian’s soul. The more lives he took, the more he thought of Clem and Maarva. Not that they would have opposed his joining the Rebellion; they both suffered cruelly at the Empire’s hand. But Cassian found himself thinking about what he wished life had been; something quiet and safe where Maarva and Clem laughed and were happy and grew old together. And every time he pulled the trigger on his blaster or sniper riffle, that dream slipped a little further away. By the time he’d met Jyn, he no longer had the refuge of daydreams. All he had was a waking nightmare that he desperately wanted to escape.

In Jedha’s holy quarter he watched a broken, angry young woman put her life at risk for a child she didn’t know. She took out an entire squad of stormtroopers with nothing but a truncheon—Cassian smiled at the memory. She fought desperately to save her father on Eadu. Then she faced death on Scarif, willing to give her life for something bigger than herself.

If that wasn’t worth loving, he finally decided, he didn’t know what was.

After Eadu. That’s where it changed.

They had been standing in the stolen ship as K-2 and Bodhi navigated them to safety. Jyn was frozen with shock, her clothes dripping with the acrid Eadu rain, staring at him from across the compartment. Cassian could feel her eyes on him even though his back was to her. Jyn’s rage was palpable; he understood it, but he was dealing with his own demons. She lit into him right there in front of the others, called him a murderer and a stormtrooper. He flared with anger, almost shouting in her face. They both had their righteous fury, their personal pain, their justifications. Even though he had been livid, he respected Jyn for giving him hell, and, more so, for not backing down when he gave it right back to her.

After that argument, he didn’t think she would ever forgive him, especially since his mission had been to kill her father. But somehow, she’d seen past her grief and judged him by his actions rather than his orders. Now that he knew her better, it didn’t surprise him that she’d forgiven him. Jyn was raised in battle and had an uncanny ability to sift through emotional detritus and get to the root of things. Ultimately, it made them closer, gave them an instant loyalty that could only be made through scorched egos.

When they arrived back on Yavin 4 Jyn still despised him. But when he’d backed her plan for Scarif and recruited a team of thirty soldiers willing to die by her side for the greater good, the anger fell away allowing them to finally understand each other. Up to that point Jyn and Cassian had been surviving their lives, moving from one moment to the next, never really landing anywhere stable. When Cassian leaned in and whispered, “Welcome home,” he wasn’t welcoming her to the Alliance, he was telling her that he was sticking with her all the way to the end. Jyn’s gentle smile proved she understood.

They set off for Scarif, ready to die together. The entire ordeal had been like a horrible dream, bluffing their way into the citadel tower, deeper and deeper into the belly of the beast until they crossed a point of no return. When K-2SO died, Cassian knew their fate had been sealed. His droid, his friend, was the latest in a long line of losses. It was the catalyst that forced him to let go of any hope for survival and allowed him to fully commit to their mission, no longer worrying about protecting himself. He would protect Jyn for as long as he could, giving her a running head start to transmit the plans.

Then he fell.

Hard.

Well, first Krennic shot him and then he fell, hitting two durasteel beams before smashing into a grated platform. He broke four ribs and fractured parts of his hip and left leg. He lay inside the databank for what felt like ages; the pain was delayed but when it came it overwhelmed him. As he fought to breathe, he was startled by a banging sound and realized her could hear Jyn climbing the tower. He also knew Krennic wouldn’t give up until he killed her. So, Cassian forced himself to move, dragged himself off the metal grate and into an access vault where he found the lift to the spire’s top. Adrenaline dulled his physical suffering just enough for him to reach the data dish platform in time to see Krennic, his blaster fixed on Jyn, standing between her and the transmitter. Cassian didn’t hesitate; he shot the bastard that had ruined his friend’s family, who had taken her childhood, her safety, her parents. He wasn’t about to give Krennic the chance to take Jyn too.

Cassian would never forget the look on Jyn’s face after she initiated the transmission, sending the Death Star plans into the chaotic battle above before stepping to his side and grasping his arm, relieved that he was still alive.

He remembered the anger that entered her eyes and roughly pulling her away as she lunged for Krennic, their foreheads touching as he said, “Leave it. Let’s go.” She had leaned into Cassian and allowed him to guide her away.

They got into the lift and headed down to the beach. The long ride was a momentary respite, an unexpected quiet fraught with emotion as Jyn and Cassian held on to each other. She had looked up at him with large, open eyes, an expression on her face he had never seen, as though no one had ever come back for her, as though she didn’t know what it was like to matter to another person. He tightened his grip as Jyn held him up; in that moment, nothing existed but her. All the pieces of his life fell into place; every heartbreak, every mistake, every victory culminated here in Jyn Erso’s arms. The understanding gave him calm. He wanted her to know that she mattered, that he cared, that he was with her.

When they made it to the beach, they saw the radioactive plume rising out of the ocean, recognizing the work of a planet killer. Their steps slowed as realization set in. Poetic, he had thought, to be killed by the very weapon we’re trying to destroy. They fell to their knees on the shoreline, watching certain death rushing head on. As Jyn had said, their chances were spent. They were both afraid. What would this death feel like? Would they even feel it at all? They wrapped their bodies around each other, together all the way to the end. Jyn tried not to sob. Cassian shook with fear, whispering, “I’ve got you,” in her ear over and over. Then, out of nowhere a ship dropped in over the water, the side hatch open with Baze and Chirrut visible inside. Jyn hauled Cassian up and they sprinted, dumping into the shuttle before the hatch slammed shut. The sudden relief made Jyn burst into tears while Cassian’s wounds finally got the better of him. The last thing he remembered was Jyn cupping his face in her hands, begging him to stay with her. He woke a week later in a hospital cot, in a long room lined up and down with injured men and women. Jyn was there, right by his side. And she stayed every day until he was able to walk again.

After Scarif’s intensity, Jyn and Cassian were closer than ever. But they had not yet been able to cross the barrier where that closeness dissolved a life’s-worth of fear.

As Cassian sat now, covered in his own blood in an imperial cell, he wondered, if he had the chance to do it all again, would he tell her? Would he have the courage to tell Jyn that she mattered to him, that he cared about her, that he was hers, if she wanted him, all the way to the end?

He looked down at himself, wrists raw from pulling at his binds, skin burned by shock cuffs, blood running down and dripping from his fingertips onto the floor. His reality, as Tarkin put it, was setting in. This cell and pain and blood was all he would know until he took his last breath. Jyn was out of reach forever. He had to accept that. Cassian closed his eyes against the tears that rose to the surface, forbidding them from spilling over and running down his face.

He knew what he should do, but after Jedha and Eadu and Scarif, Cassian Andor could never let go of Jyn Erso.

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NEXT CHAPTER IS CALLED “THE SALT" - Jyn is ready to launch her rescue mission but all she can do is think about Cassian. Tarkin has no more mercy for Cassian and uses a brutal tactic for personal gratification.

Thank you for reading!

Likes, comments, and reblogs are very welcome!

Much love!

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READ CHAPTER 1 “The Razor”

READ CHAPTER 2 “The Scythe”

READ CHAPTER 3 “The Cold”

READ CHAPTER 4 “The Expendable”

READ CHAPTER 5 “The Truth”

READ CHAPTER 6 "The Detritus"

READ CHAPTER 7 “The Salt”

READ CHAPTER 8 “The Power”

READ CHAPTER 9 “The Betrayal”

READ CHAPTER 10 “The Ruse”

READ CHAPTER 11 "The Reprieve"

READ CHAPTER 12 “The Ghosts”

READ CHAPTER 13 “The Redemption”

READ CHAPTER 14 “The Spoils”

READ CHAPTER 15 “The Interrogation”

READ CHAPTER 16 "The Rogues"

READ CHAPTER 17 “The Absolution”

READ CHAPTER 18 “The Reach”

READ CHAPTER 19 “The Hologram”

READ CHAPTER 20 “The Divide”

READ CHAPTER 21 “The Cost”

READ CHAPTER 22 “The Fallout”

READ CHAPTER 23 “The Wounds”

READ CHAPTER 24 “The Hand”

READ CHAPTER 25 “The Heart”

READ CHAPTER 26 “The Beginning”

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My Thoughts on Parts 1 and 2 of Ahsoka - A Discussion Post

Ahsoka premiered on Tuesday at 6 PM PT, and fans were raving about it. Fans of Star Wars: Rebels were overjoyed with the content they got. Let's dive into this week's premiere episodes, MASTER AND APPRENTICE, and TOIL AND TROUBLE.

SPOILERS AHEAD IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE SERIES YET!

I'm starting off with the loth-cat because this little thing is just so ADORABLE. Sabine takes care of it so well, and it loves her. It must be protected. The cat will keep you company as you read.

The series started with a movie-like introduction, words scrolling up for us to read. I liked how they did that and gave us a little preview to what happened before we started off. Baylan Skoll and Shin Hati arrived and landed in a New Republic ship, attacking the crew with their lightsabers and rescuing Morgan Elsbeth, who was held prisoner on that ship. Baylan had at one point talked about childrens' tales in the Jedi Order, which indicates he was a former Jedi, Not much is yet known about his past, but we do know from the trailer that he had known Anakin Skywalker.

Later, Morgan revealed herself to be a Nightsister of Dathomir, which is interesting as she talks about her past. She had used Nightsister magick herself after she obtained the map, which amazed me. I really want to know more about Morgan's history as a Nightsister. The three are ready to rise to power and locate Grand Admiral Thrawn, wherever he could be.

Ahsoka Tano is first seen at the remains of a Nightsister Temple. The details of the Temple got my curiosity peaked, and it's interesting to see more of Nightsister culture.

Huyang, an ancient droid who used to live in the Jedi Temple and helped younglings build their lightsabers, is Ahsoka's companion as he helps her escape the droid attack. I love how Huyang is here with Ahsoka and giving her and Sabine advice, but it still intrigues me on how he is here. What happened to him when the Jedi Order was taken down? How and when did Ahsoka find him? I'm still researching about it myself, but I'd love it if anyone could share some sources.

Moving on to Lothal. This beautiful planet that was once ruled by the Empire in darkness now shines brightly under its sun, the loth-cats running in the fields freely. I really wish Ezra could have been here to see his home liberated and shining after the fall of the Empire. The day he comes back, he'll love it.

We got to see Ryder Azadi in live-action with his original voice actor (Clancy Brown) speaking to the crowds of Lothal. He stands in front of the iconic mural last seen in the finale of Star Wars: Rebels, depicting the Ghost Crew, the heroes of Lothal. The mural is on public display for everyone to see.The day celebrates the liberation of Lothal and Ezra Bridger's sacrifice. Alongside him, Jai Kell appears, who is now a Senator of Lothal. I loved these cameos, it got my Rebels heart screaming.

Sabine Wren was announced at the event to speak to the public, but she was a no-show. Sabine raced away with her speeder, and HER SOUNDTRACK? That needs to be out there now. No one can stop this girl. I love how Natasha Liu Bordizzo portrays Sabine, she really captures Sabine's stubborness and strength.

Sabine has added her artistic touch everywhere she has been; from the tower, Ahsoka's ship, her helmets, and everything. I love the little drawings of Loth-cats she's done. I loved the detail of her chipped nail polish. When she brought her armor out again, I loved that she added a Purgill on one piece, as memory.

When Sabine had turned on Ezra's message for her, I was both screaming and trying not to tear up. Eman Esfandi does such a good job portraying the character, and it's been so long since we've heard Ezra talk on screen. (I want the blueberry boi home now.) He had called Sabine a "sister", which I thought was adorable. Sabine smiled to herself hearing it.

(I know that some Sabezra shippers are a bit upset over it. I see them both ways, and I'm fine with whichever direction they go, and I like to imagine them either way as an alternate universe thing for the fun of it.)

Sabine had taken the map ball from Ahsoka even though she had told her not to (where do you think she got that, Ahsoka?), and managed to open it. Shin Hati had been sent by Baylan to go find the map, in which she succeeded in obtaining. Sabine quickly grabbed Ezra's lightsaber to fight against her. I find it interesting how she had made her own modifications to it but it is still Ezra's lightsaber, despite Huyang saying it is hers now. Shin and Sabine engaged in a heated fight, ending with Shin impaling Sabine and taking the map.

Huyang talks to Sabine at an infirmary on Lothal. As she recovers from her impale wound, Huyang calls Ezra's lightsaber hers and discusses Sabine's journey as a Padawan. I think it was confirmed that she was not Force-Sensitive, but I see some articles saying that she is, but she is weak in her abilities. I'm still a little confused, and I think she maybe is Force-Sensitive but doesn't fully have the ability like other Jedi, but Sabine has potential with her own talents and as a Mandalorian, as we know from seeing her in Rebels.

The duo of Hera and Chopper is always so fun to watch. I like how Mary Elizabeth Winstead embodies the character of Hera, and how she worries for Ezra. Once Ahsoka had returned with the map ball, hope grew in her that this could be a chance to find him. She has never stopped being the courageous fighter she is.

Chopper is himself, of course. And he's everything we love. During mid-battle, Chopper argues with Hera, most likely asking, "Hera, did you go through my stuff?" I love his energy and attitude, it's so funny and loveable.

Marrok was the name given to this Inquisitor before the series had released. There were many theories surrounding this inquisitor potentially being Ezra, but thankfully it's not. (Hopefully.) The character is said to be the very last Inquisitor, and has a mysterious background, Hopefully we can learn more about him.

Sabine is ready to return as Ahsoka's padawan, coming back to her signature short haircuits and rocking her Mandalorian armor. She visits the mural, tapping Ezra's face and looking at the mural with hope before departing Lothal with Ahsoka, ready to get the map back and find Ezra and Thrawn.

The massive structure seen being built towards the end of the second episode is said to be called the Eye of Sion. Morgan oversees it's construction, and I have heard it's something that will help bring Thrawn back. There are theories surrounding it regarding a Sith lord, but I'm still doing my research and looking up things. It'll be interesting to see more of what this is about.

Anyways, the premiere episodes of Ahsoka were a blast to watch. I'm excited for the next episodes, and I hope to learn more about Sabine's journey as a Padawan. (And Ezra better be home soon.) I also hope Zeb and Kallus show up soon, and Jacen Syndulla has to make an appearance. I also hope the loth-wolves would show up, that would be fun. But the journey has just begun.

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Things I want in the Third Game about Cal Kestis

Set it in 4 BBY

Let another 5 years pass between the games. Felt appropriate last time. It makes it credible that things have properly changed between the games and ages everyone so that a new chapter can take place.

Force Sensitive Kata

While I’m all about the Force not following bloodlines (unless you’re a Skywalker) and instead appearing in anyone, the complicated relationship Kata would have with the Jedi because of her dad and because of Cal has the potential for such a good story

Cal as Kata’s Jedi Master

Following in the previous point. Kata would be learning from the man who killed her dad, and he would be teaching the daughter of the man who betrayed him. So much potential angst. 

Also wonderful gameplay potential. She could be a temporary companion who can help you, but she would also be someone you’d have to worry about. She’d be an itty bitty 12-14 year old. Perfect for a Padawan (I can’t tell how old she is in Survivor. Can’t be over ten because of the timeline. Feels older than 6 with how she talks)

Cal Struggling to be Kata’s Master

Again continuing. Cal would see Bode in Kata and no matter how he would try to not let it happen, I think it would make him unfair to her at times. He’d struggle with being a master regardless of who is the apprentice, remembering his worries from before he found the holocron with the list of Force Sensitive younglings, worrying about how teaching anyone about the Force puts a target on their back. He’d worry about knowing enough to teach. He never formally completed his own training. How can he be anyone’s master? 

Quinlan Vos

Need I say more? The Kenobi series put Quinlan with the Hidden Path in 9 BBY which is when Survivor takes place. Obviously he needs to meet Cal. And he should mentor Cal. They have so much in common! They share the rare ability of psychometry. They have an affinity for Dathomiri Night Sisters. They’ve both touched the dark side. It obviously needs to happen!

The Hidden Path on Tanalorr 

The Hidden Path should be established on Tanalorr. It should be bustling with people living their best lives. There should be plenty of untrained Force Sensitive people. There should be a handful of Jedi too. Precious survivors.

The Nihil Attacking

The Nihil attacked Tanalorr in the time of the High Republic. They should do it again and ruin everything. 

The Empire as the Main Antagonist 

While I want the Nihil to be a problem, I would prefer it as an inciting incident rather than as something that takes up a significant part of the game. The Empire is the true enemy and should be treated as such. It could be that Tanalorr is attacked early in the game and the rest of the objective is to keep everyone who now has to go on the run, safe from the Empire.

Consequences Because of Cal’s Relationship with Merrin

Cal deciding to get together with Merrin in Survivor is treated as a good thing (so romantic!) and she is obviously so good for him (sarcasm) because she pulled him back from the Dark Side, but that’s not the Jedi Way, and (I’d argue) not how the Force Works. A strong romantic relationship requires putting your partner first. A Jedi can’t do that. You can’t have both, and I want Cal to be a Jedi. So, he gets consequences. 

We’ve already seen him struggling with his attachments. He was attached to Cere. He was attached to Bode. He was attached to Tanalorr and the future he wanted to build there. Losing it all, made him angry.

If he builds a stronger relationship with Merrin, I’m saying it would lead to an attachment and then if something threatens her, he’d get afraid. If something happens to her, he’d get angry. And after, he could turn to hate.

If we need another Jedi romance, let Cal follow in Anakin and Bode’s footsteps. I wanna see the consequences!

Rematch with Darth Vader

Cal got to bat his saber once against Vader’s in Fallen Order and defiantly refuse him the Holocron.

Cere got a full duel with the Sith Lord in Survivor. 

It’s Cal’s turn now. He should be fighting to save someone or something. Perhaps stalling. Perhaps becoming overconfident and thinking he can end the Dark Lord.

I’m not sure if I think Cal should die by Vader’s hand or not. I’d love for him to stay alive, to make it past the end of the Empire and possibly make it to live-action. Realistically though he should be killed, and he deserves to go out against the worst of the worst.