#light side malak

[domwho11]

For @kotor-week , my response to the Post Game prompt:

Revan walked across the barren plain. He could see a human shape ahead of him. As he got closer Revan realised it was Meetra. But the woman before him was Meetra as he had known her before the war. She smiled and spread her arms wide. At once the barren plain burst into life. Grass and flowers sprouted from the earth. A brilliant sun illuminated the meadow. Revan became aware of a hand holding his own. It was Bastila. She smiled and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Then Carth was there; and Canderous, and Mission and Jolee, and Juhani and Zaalbar and HK-47 and T3-M4. Finally Alek was there. His jaw was intact and he had short brown hair. Alek smiled a smile of forgiveness and friendship which Revan returned. Atton and Mical and Mira and Visas and Brianna and Bao-Dur and G0-T0 all joined Meetra in the meadow. Last came Kreia, who wore white robes and walked with a stick. She smiled at Revan and the others. Revan and Meetra knew it was finally over. That balance had been restored. The rebel Jedi and their many friends stood together in the meadow talking and laughing. The nightmare was over, the dawn had come.

[yandere-wishes]

The type of yandere Revan would be?

Both in behaviours, thinking and all that, as well as physical mannerisms and affection

(Sorry for any errors I'm writing this while nursing a terrible migraine)

Revan is such a devoted yandere. You are his, his padawan, his acolyte, his in every way. It's hard to call him obsessed (although that's what he is) because he's so relaxed with his mannerisms. Revan constantly has you pinned to his side, feeling you in some way. But it's so discreet, a phantom of a fleeting touch that feels more like a dream than reality. Sure he'll behead anyone who dares get too close to you. But he'd rather disintegrate than ever admit he actually "loves you". He's cold, devoted, fully believing that there are more pressing matters in the universe than his feelings for you. Yet still needing you to be by his side. 

He is rather cold (during both his Jedi and Sith phases) but he does love to touch you and loves it when you return the affection in some way. Although he'd never really want to see you as a helpless doll. He's trained you to be strong to be second best only to him. He needs to pour every ounce of himself into you, to make you understand his pain and devotion. 

All this being said Revan is forceful, he'll absolutely drag you down to the dark side with him and Malak. And then he'll drown you in the light side once he turns back. Only when his memories have been wiped does he relent, not out of his own volition, but simply because he can't tell what's right and wrong for himself let alone for you. 

Speaking of brainwashed Revan, I like to think that he becomes more clingy. Like he might not know who you are exactly but he feels like he needs you by his side. You are his lifeline, his salvation. A sanctuary in the darkness. He's also more open about how he feels about you, more prone to needing you physically. 

[taduki]

M6 w/ on MC’s birthday

Happy belated birthday 2 me and @iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia!! Thank you for the help with my writer’s block too.. 🥺 Written using voice recognition, my fingies hurt…

Asra

Will never forget your birthday. Always wants to go all out for you. They get so excited decorating the place for you, they try really hard to hide it from you but always fail. Oh, and get ready for streamers EVERYWHERE. On the floor, on the walls, streamed across the ceilings, and probably in their hair too if I’m being honest…

It’s up to you if you want them to bake you a cake or not. Selasi is always prepared to make one if anything goes wrong. If anything, he already has the cake batter prepared each year…… Asra is quite experienced in baking anyway. What’s the better than baking you a surprise cake? Baking one with you! Azz just wants to be close to you on these special days and has little to no problem if you want to join him in preparations. They wanted to be able to serve you in this way, but they’ll toss it aside if it means they get to hold you while you mix frosting!

As for presents, they definitely overthink it. Should they make something? Should they take you out for dinner? Will it be good enough? Or should they do all of the above? Oh, DEFINITELY all of the above. The entire day is your birthday! (He definitely joked that he was your present at least once, c’mon).

Faust: The Cake Thief™️. You know she’s up to some thievery when you hear a faint, “Ooh, tasty!!”

If you didn’t know any better, you’re skeptical if Asra had some sugar or coffee early in the morning. They were gentle waking you upppp and walking you down the stairssss, but they seem to be literally rattling with excitement…

To tell you the truth, they were making homemade decorations all night after you fell asleep. They slept a little! Just not enough. So they found this “morning tea” stocked in their surprise cabinet, and they just assumed it was like a gentle coffee, and they were SO wrong. It was basically a double shot of espresso, and now they’re trying not to bounce off the walls all morning. When you tell him you guys can do something with that energy, he lights up and skips his merry little way to the musical side of Vesuvia with you to dance it off!

All in all, your birthday celebrations with Azz are very spontaneous and never secluded to just one day. They planned way too many things to fit all in one!

Julian

No! Nobody had to remind him what day your birthday is! …. Oh GOD he needs a notepad STAT.

Okay, actually he did remember. As soon as you told him what day it was months in advance, he wrote it down! …. Somewhere…….. He ended up forgetting about it surprisingly close to your birthday, but luckily for the both of you, Jules can’t keep his mouth shut, and the entire South End remembers your birthday and the plans.

The poor guy drives himself a little nuts trying to get everything in order, especially with so many people wanting to help. Like, just when he thinks he’s done, someone brings up something else he told them and he’s like “Why would I say that??”

The day is planned as such: First, a casual picnic breakfast by the docks together. Then, a nice walk around Vesuvia and maybe some undercover window shopping at the Red Market. Once he thinks you’re in need of a little rest, he tells you he’s got this truly amazing nap spot…. Yes, it’s the up in the theater rafters. He’s basically got a nest up there, real nest in the corner courtesy of Malak.

Malak brings his present before Julian gives you his. 💀 He gave it to you after Julian left you to take a nap. It was a stolen earring, of course… You made a mental note to return it to its owner once you had time.

Julian uses your nap as a means to prepare the stage for his short play. Since he kinda forgot a couple days before, he really wants to get this right for you and freaks out when he sees you peering at him from the rafters in the middle of setting the stage. He scrambles up to you and mumbles a bunch of different stuff about “Please go back to sleep”, “I’m sorry I’m so frazzled — I just wanted to dazzle you”, and “Wow, I should write that one down.”

You tell him you really don’t mind and he doesn’t have to stress so much about a day that you’re both supposed to enjoy, honest. It takes a bit more reassurance, but he caves in to the treacherous healthy habits and hugs you. He’ll still try to salvage your surprise though, and he asks you to chill out up there for a little longer.

As it turns out, he had a whole short play planned out for you! He had a couple of friends who owed him a favor or two and he performed a short and sweet show just for you !! He booked the stage for the bit and sat with you for the next show after his performance.

At the end of the night, Julian handed you this small, twine-wrapped parcel. He nudged you to go ahead and open it with a tired smile. When you opened it, it was a single earring. He explained he must’ve dropped the other one somewhere backstage and didn’t want to disturb the stage technicians for the moment, so you brought upon god’s wishes and showed him the other earring to his pleasant surprise. You told him Malak took it, and Julian just did nothing but smile and look at you, lovingly. He didn’t have to tell you happy birthday.

Portia

Ohhh, she remembers every year. She’s one of those gals that prepare a party like a month in advance.

She is VERY good at hiding the preparations. She is the gaslight gatekeep girlboss of birthday parties. She actually talked about it a lot with her friends and acquaintances! … and ended up hosting a potluck for your birthday. Everyone was just so excited! They couldn’t help it! Now, Portia doesn’t have to decide on a menu because it seems like every food you could possibly think of is laid out on the dozens of tables.

For the most part, Portia set up a simple, traditional birthday party surprise. The day started with you two going out to the market for some frivolous spending. She keeps a really good eye out for things you take a liking to and also finds a super cute new outfit for you to wear for the day! You tell her you didn’t have any big plans for the evening though, and Miss Girlboss just tells you she likes it when you dress up and winks. You know the wink.

Now, she has to keep you busy for a little longer without tiring you out too much so her friends have time to set everything up. So, she takes you on a little street food stall date where you guys try unusual flavors of jalebi and bara — where you try a couple jalebi with voice-switching syrup and try to make each other laugh the rest of the trip.

She didn’t actually have an idea when her friends would be done, so she was really risking it all, taking you back to the cottage. It’s not like you could tell, though. Her confidence was impenetrable on the walk home, and her intuition served her well because you two showed up just in time.

She covers your eyes before you walk into the clearing andddd SURPRISE !!! There are people here !!

She has to hold back from hugging and loving you up the entire time you walk around to explore. There are activities you would find at festivals here like apple bobbing and craft-making, along with the excessively long food stands, of course. It’s a very social event, so she’ll understand if you want to get away from the buzz most of the time, but she’ll still want to come with you! She values the quiet time.

The party itself goes on into the later hours of the night and the dancing just gets crazier and crazier. (Portia likes to be twirled). It doesn’t go into the early morning since some of Portia’s friends brought their children, but you say goodbye and thanks to everyone as they leave and you feel your body crumpling a little as the last few people go. With a lazy, goofy smile on your faces, you both leave the cleaning for the morning and crawl into bed together while Portia gives you one last mustered, “Happy birthday, MC…”

Nadia

Obviously, she goes all out every year for you! Banquet? Vacation? Party? Honey, she’s got it covered months in advance. All complete with a super tall cake you could swear was designed for a wedding and anything you could possibly ask for, honestly.

If there was ever a year Nadia forgot your birthday, she would’ve had to have been SWAMPED with work and burnt out to the point of forgetting days or even months. The last thing she could’ve imagined was forgetting such an important day, and she assumed she would be reminded by an advisor or just being brought up mid-conversation, but she was reminded by YOU. OF YOUR OWN BIRTHDAY.

It’s literally the five stages of grief for her, and she’s in denial until she checks her calendar and remembers the dates leading up to today.

She throws her arms around you in a tight hug and apologizes deeply and repeatedly. She tells you of all the things she had planned as if she doesn’t have the power to set aside all her duties for the day just for you. She’s aware of this of course, but she feels so guilty for forgetting… When the palace servants and advisors realized she’d forgotten, they went into a frenzy, asking her if she’d like them to have preparations done as quickly as possible. It’s up to you if you try to stop her.

If you allow her to go through with the emergency preparations, she’ll feel a little more relief that she can still pamper you. She’ll line the dining table with your favorite foods and at the end of the meal, you’ll have a — Nadia’s definition of— modest sized birthday cake, gorgeously decorated with edible flowers and tasty treats. Every servant working that day was paid extra for the trouble. Honestly, Nadia probably prepped the rest of the WEEK for you on the same day.

If you opt to stop Nadi in her tracks and explain you really didn’t want anything too big anyway, she’ll be gracefully surprised and a little disappointed in herself. She has the resources to treat you and your refusal feels like you’re disappointed in her too! But she understands and asks you what you really wanted for your birthday after assuring you she can give you the world.

And so Nadia allows you to have a modest birthday… on her yacht. She couldn’t help it !! Your skin glows in the sunlight and you look cute in a big floppy hat! She packed some fancy snacks, supplies for things you’d like to do on the yacht and beach, and a cute bakery-sized cake with “Happy Birthday, My Love” written on it in cursive. She will insist on feeding you if you’d like, like always. She wants to do anything you want to do today! And I mean anything, alright…

Muriel

One of Muriel’s bad habits included not keeping track of the days. The only times they really mattered were when seasons changed. Slush on the forest floor meant it was time for him to stock up on food and wood. Smells like a rainstorm? He’s gotta get those holes in the roof patched up before dusk.

But NOooOooOoo, you just had to show up and show him life is beautiful! Disastrous for the poor guy, truly. Now, he goes to bed thinking about nice things that happened during the day like how sleepy your face looked during breakfast or how cute you looked carrying that basket of herbs.

The point is, he knows how important birthdays are to people, (He’s learned his lesson from the “Asra-stravaganzas”), and he wants to make the day special for you too! So, he double checks with Asra a couple times just to make sure he’s got the day right. His preparations include: pancakes, flower garlands, and a mental list of embarrassing things he wants to say to you (literally just romantic stuff like I’ll love you always).

He’s surprised he’s actually kind of excited — or is this nervousness? You’ve always told him those two are hard to differentiate between…

When the day comes, he wakes up first as usual and goes about his daily routine. The only thing that changes is that he regrets not practicing how to make pancakes in advance… Not to worry! He read up on it before and knows exactly which ingredients to use and what to do. Thank goodness it actually comes out properly and just in time for you to wake up. He’s never been so excited to tell someone “Happy Birthday…”

As for his present, he realized he dug himself a hole because he regularly gifts you things. Some things that require a lot of time! He probably gifts you a handcrafted wooden figurine every month because it was simply his go-to, but now he’s gotta step out of his comfort zone. So, what does he do? He makes another wooden craft. Except it’s not a figurine, it’s a 3D model of your name with stories of the adventures you’ve gone on carved into the letters. You spend a good part of the day tracing your fingers over them and reminiscing with him (while trying to rearrange the letters to spell other words).

He takes you on a late picnic so you can watch the sun set and the stars fade into the sky, and if you fall asleep, he’ll carry you home and tuck you in.

Lucio

Surprisingly (sorry, Lucy), Lucio remembers your birthday and anticipates it for like a month before the actual day! Lucio’s birthdays were big excuses for throwing extravagant, luxurious parties and what better to do than throw you one?

Obviously doesn’t have the resources anymore to give you the type of party he always threw, so he starts thinking, and then worrying. He figured this would be the last thing he’d ever worry about. Just a couple of drinks, some music, and a cake, right? Except now, he wants the best for you, regardless of luxuries, which means he has to be willing to do what you want. What DO you want??

Aaaaand that question opened up a can of worms. What if you want to spend your birthday without him? Maybe with Asra? That guy is annoying, for sure, but they DID bring you back to life after he killed you. They’re basically your family. But you’re also HIS family… right?

The days keep going by and he tries not to think too hard about it, being his happy-go-lucky self, picking up a bottle of something or two, but every other purchase in your spirit urks him. It’s a miracle he gets to sleep the night before your birthday.

He gently wakes you up with a little ache in his heart and kisses you out of bed. You two have the whole day for yourselves !! Now you get to do what you want to do today as Lucio is secretly clenching his heart that it involves him.

As soon as you say you wanna do something with him, he crumbles and clings onto you and lets all the troubles flow out of his mouth. He was so worried. He loves you so much, he wanted to spend today with you more than anything. He saved his money for the occasion, and he’ll take you wherever you want to go. Hell, he doesn’t care if you wanna celebrate the whole week! As long as you’re with him…

(Feel free to make fun of him, just a little. He’ll allow it, but he’ll grumble and huff about it all day, all week how, “This counts as your ONLY birthday present, MC! You’re not getting anything else!”)

You end up going a couple of places he suggested like a diner that overlooks the marketplace and going to see a “very overrated showing” at the theater, as he claims. (He ended up just watching you laugh half the time). As for your present, he gifts you a shiny box that Mercedes steals immediately after he takes it out and proceeds to throw it around with Melchior. Lucio is definitely humbled by how worried like hell he was about how expensive the contents were. Once he’s worn out and ready to give up, Mercedes just walks up to you, sets it on your lap, and plops beside you for belly rubs. It was a custom made silver bracelet with two wolves chasing each other around it. Lucio and Melchior plop down on your other side and Lucio tells you one last, exhaustive, “Happy birthdayyyy!”

[klerothesnowman]

The Reason the Jedi Suck is Because Conflict is More Interesting Than Peace

Okay, here I go defending the Jedi.

I've mentioned it in a previous ramble, but my primary engagement with Star Wars for the past year or so has been a Neverwinter Nights roleplaying server set during Knights of the Old Republic. It is the most niche of niche corners in the overall Star Wars fandom, but it's given me a really great example of why a lot of people have the opinion that the Jedi are massive fuck ups who are responsible for all the problems in the galaxy.

If you somehow don't know, the big twist of KotoR 1 is that the player character is an amnesiac Darth Revan, the previous Dark Lord of the Sith who ruined everything. The Jedi concoct this big plan to mind wipe him, train him as a Jedi again, and then use him to turn the tide of the war. There's a lot of details to this that are up in the air, like if this plan was entirely premediated, or something spur of the moment when an amnesiac Revan exploded into their laps when Malak betrayed him. One of the Jedi Masters who is absolutely not on board with this plan is Master Vrook. Vrook is a real dick, he's crotchety and angry and he shoots down all of your achievements. At one point he flat out says that training you is a mistake because Revan will just come back. Homie does not care about OpSec.

In KotoR 2 one of the more shocking, yet extremely understated, twists is that Jedi Master Atris has fallen to the Dark Side and is partly responsible for the slaughter of the Jedi Order after she gave the location of the Order's meeting place away to the Sith in an attempt to lure them out. Because KotoR 2 was less about big twists and more about an unfolding of events you could see coming a mile away, the fact that Atris is evil isn't surprising, the first time you meet her she flips off the handle about how much she hates you and you watch a recording of her flipping out about how you should be dead later. The reason Atris' fall is shocking isn't because "Oh man, this character who I had a positive outlook on is evil? Say it isn't so" but more because she was all over the marketing for this game, she's on the box art fighting Sith, she's the one who juxtaposes the game's iconic Sith. She, metatexually, represents the light side for Kotor 2. Everyone who played Planescape Torment noticed that her name was an anagram of Trias and sniffed her ass immediately however.

These twists and characters are extremely well known, basically common knowledge to anyone who cares for KotoR. Like, for instance, the kind of reprobates who would roleplay KotoR in a 20 year old D&D RPG.

There was a time on this roleplaying server where, not getting into details, the Jedi players fucked up. The DM team deemed that their behaviour was unjedi, and that they needed to intervene to push them onto the right path. The method of doing so was to have their enclave be audited by Master Atris. When the announcement was given the Jedi characters panicked. Characters who were from Coruscant told horror stories they knew about how mean Atris was, one in particular described her as "The Worst".

There was another time where players ran into Master Vrook. Vrook was a dick, he smacked down any attempt to have fun, he seized on any attempt to criticize characters and completely wrote off particular characters as lost causes, almost gleefully rattling off lists of their failings. Vrook actually was The Worst.

These portrayals of Vrook and Atris were not challenged. Why would they be? They lined up with how players remembered them. Of course Jedi Master Atris is mean and awful, she was mean and awful to the Jedi Exile.

The issue with that should hopefully be extremely obvious. You're not the Jedi Exile.

Atris being an evil hateful shit is a twist, it's a reveal. Immediately after Atris flip out one of her Handmaidens steps up to her and asks "Are you okay? I've never seen you act like that before." The Jedi Exile was her hero, if you plan as a male PC she loved him, he stood as a testament to what the Jedi should be. And then the Exile betrayed the Order and joined Revan in the Mandalorian Wars. The Exile hurt her in a intensely personal way that only the Exile could. Atris acts mean and awful to the Jedi Exile and only the Jedi Exile.

Vrook is angry and dismissive of Revan because you're Revan, he thinks this entire plan is a mistake and that you're just going to fall to the dark side again and then everyone will be right back where they started. And yeah, he's angry, stubborn and dismissive of the Jedi Exile too, but again that's because you're the Jedi Exile, the guy who joined Revan. The guy who, in a very rare out of the way bit of dialogue that often gets missed, used to bully his Padawan.

Every time Vrook and Atris are interacted with is when they're at their worst, we the viewer never get to see them at their best, we just get to have the little not-Yoda's word that Vrook is actually pretty cool. The entire fanbases perception of these characters are tainted by whose perspective they were seeing these characters from, and the moment you are seeing them.

This is something that the Jedi get screwed by in the entire franchise.

Starting from the prequel trilogy, it's pretty oldhat to point out that these movies are about the Jedi Order falling for a trap, after being manipulated for over a decade. It's a story about good people having their flaws and fears preyed upon by an enemy they're unprepared for. The severity of the war, combined with the knowledge that the Sith are behind it somehow, pushes the Jedi to get involved. The Clone Army falling into their lap is too good to be true, but its discovery is intentionally timed with a sudden urgent need for an army. The Jedi are forced to make compromises on their ideals and convictions, and that's what leads to their downfall.

Meanwhile in the Original Trilogy, a similar narrative is playing out. The Jedi are defeated and in hiding, traumatized by life under The Empire. When Luke's friends are in danger Yoda urges caution to continue hiding, saying he's not ready to face Vader and that he's rushing into it. When Luke says that he can't bring himself to kill his father, Obi-wan laments that if he can't do it then the Empire has already won. But the thing is, Obi-wan and Yoda are wrong, their beliefs influenced by their fear. Luke isn't rushing to face Vader, he's trying to save his friends, Obi-wan thinks Vader cannot be redeemed but Luke holds onto that hope to very end. And in that end he's proven right, Luke redeems Vader, and the galaxy is saved. Luke stands true to his ideals and convictions and is rewarded for it.

Both of these narratives require that the Jedi falter, require the Jedi to not meet their own ideals for both tragedy and Luke's eventual victory as one of the greatest Jedi who ever lived.

Furthermore, once Luke can make a new Jedi Order, he makes one that has learned from the mistakes of the previous Order but also, crucially, understands why certain decisions that he wrote off as mistakes were done. There's an entire ass story about Luke coming to the realization that a lot of Star Wars fans have to make, that Attachment and Relationships are not the same thing, and that the Jedi Order were right to bar the Jedi from them.

The thing is about Luke's Order though is that the stories told within it could not be a three part movie series. They're episodic novels and adventures, where the writers have room for the smaller, day to day operations of the Jedi Order. Missions where Jedi swoop in and save the day, and it doesn't need to feed into a narrative that only has one to two hours to wrap shit up. Where they protect people, not lead armies against their enemies. Where they get to be everything they're supposed to be.

These novels are also a lot more niche. It's more of an investment to read a book than it is to watch a movie, meanwhile the movies are one of the most successful blockbuster franchise ever made, everyone watched the movies, no one read the books. So it's the movies that influence people's perception and ideas. And then it's those perceptions and ideas that make people go "It would be interesting to explore how the Jedi are actually not that great." which perpetuates the image of Jedi as fuck ups.

And it IS interesting to explore how the Jedi are actually not that great. You should always be critical of institutions, it's how you keep them honest and watching institutions fail makes for interesting storytelling. The institutions failing is the inciting incident for the movies. But the movies still maintain that the core of the institution was something good.

[hythlodaes]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love💗 (hi gigi MWAH!)

tysm azia <333 this got a lil long, but it was so fun and encouraging !!!

In Your Blood - Emile/Estinien

“Concern yourself naught, Warrior of Light, just up ahead here.” He gestures to one of the towers before them, its silhouette rising in the dark. They don’t speak as they ascend the steps that wind up the perimeter, but they make quick work of the climb with their long strides. At the top, the whole world opens to them, a sea of forgotten ruins under the moonless night, still shining, still alive. 

A feeling rises in Emile’s chest, something like awe that trembles through him with the cold. It loosens the weight in the back of his mind, and the two of them stand together, shoulder to shoulder, leaning over the stone parapet. He looks over at Estinien, ponytail swaying with the breeze, clear eyes lined in silver—he’s like a ghost, like something came back to life but only halfway, and it makes sense somehow, the whisper of him, starlight tracing the hard line of his lips. For a second, for just one fleeting moment, Emile wonders what it would be like to meet his mouth with his own. 

On Your Mind - Emile/Estinien

It’s like this:

There are kisses that burn, ones full of desire and need—all consuming and powerful. There are kisses meant to comfort, ones that feel safe, that say, I can’t fix this, but I’m here with you. And then there are kisses like this, that happen in simple moments, that come merely from sharing space together, with only one real meaning behind it. 

Emile parts his mouth against his, lingering in the fading but still warm sun, and this kiss feels like home. 

I love you, comes to mind so, so easily. 

Until We Get It Right - Emile/Estinien

He thinks Emile’s the only person that knows this side of him. He’s the only person he’d let see this side of him. They’re in this together, and sometimes that feels like a vow of its own. They’re married to their vengeance, and they will see it through or they will die—they would rather walk through hell than leave the crimes against them unanswered.  

It’s something only they can understand now, and as much as they rile against each other, it binds them together. 

This Fire is Bound to Burn - Emile/Estinien

“Emile,” he says, his voice like gravel, and it’s then that he tilts his head up to meet his gaze. He doesn’t say anything else, and all they can do is watch each other as the silence continues to fill the space between them and wear at Emile’s heart. I’m trying to understand, he wants to say, always this same feeling again and again, and tonight it sits heavily within him. He clings to it, searching Estinien’s gray eyes dulled by the night, but the answer is still just out of reach. 

Estinien’s shoulders deflate, and the moment passes. Still, a small smile pulls at the corners of his lips. “Goodnight.” 

Please. 

Emile nods. “Goodnight.” 

Ivy and Twine - Revan/Malak

She doesn't know what to say, but it doesn't matter. Malak reaches over, his hand finds hers in the dim light, and he threads their fingers together. Her heart continues to pound away, and this is it, isn't it? This is the now before the never.

Finally, Revan looks at him. His eyes are steady on her, but they narrow when she curls her legs up so she can kneel beside him on the couch. She brings her other hand up to meet their embrace, and the dark covers him as her fingertips ghost over his cool skin, stretching out his fingers so she can line hers up with his, palm to palm.

"Tell me" she says, and don't his eyes look so dark right now? The shadows pool in the hollow spaces of his skin but she can see the intensity in his stare. "Please...just tell me what I'm missing."

[ooops-i-arted]

filoni called anakin "the greatest jedi of all time" in the ahsoka sneak peak lmaooo that's wild. just the cherry on top of the slop he's been serving us in recent years.

is that why other jedi in his works are often trashed and his darling favorite oc ahsoka is so elevated in importance? is that why he doesn't know jack shit about attachments and constantly misrepresents it, because to him, jedi are the big meanies that tried preventing anakin from boning padme? someone please stop this man.

Ah, anon, did you sense a disturbance in the Force that brought you here? Instagram forced me to look at the new Ahsoka trailer about forty times today and I'm sure my saltiness is palpable. Every time I hear that orange fucktart say "Heir to the Empire" I could rip up his stupid notebook emblazoned with Ahsoka's symbol I saw in a behind the scenes post with my bare hands.

I think Filoni's Anakin (not canon Anakin, not the one in the prequel films, because TCW Anakin is NOT Anakin* and I will die on this hill) is a dear OC to Filoni, but of course not on the same level of Ahsoka. So of course he's speshul just the way Ahsoka is. The Jedi ~just don't understaaaaaaand them~ and they DESERVE special treatment and to break the rules like many an amateur writers' OCs.

*Apparently the TCW Anakin voice actor was told to "do a mix of Luke and Han" so clearly staying in-character for Anakin was never on the radar.

I did see a post I can't find now that was directed at Anakin stans, not Filoni, but it was interesting because it said basically Anakin is called the greatest Jedi of all time by his stans but they really mean "the most powerful Jedi of all time." Because he possibly/probably was, whether you go by midi-chlorians or just demonstrated power with the Force. But the post went on to say the Jedi don't value power like that, don't measure by it, so it's a fandom projection to say Anakin was the "greatest of the Jedi." Which makes sense to me, because the greatest of an organization wouldn't be the one who destroys them. And how are we measuring "greatness" anyway? Overall accomplishment? Skill with the Force? Number of people helped/saved (and do you get a penalty for people you hurt/kill)? Does Yoda win by default just because he's had longer than everyone else to rack up Jedi Greatness points and longer to practice his skills? Personally I would pick Revan, powerful in the Force, made a huge impact in her day, and her redemption (if you play Light Side like I did) was actively undoing the damage she did and defeating Malak for good, not just killing a Sith to save her own loved one and then dying. And of course I'll freely admit part of that is because she's one of my favorite characters. The point is, it's subjective. And Filoni has shown again and again he cannot be subjective about his faves. Just look at TCW Character Bo getting the Darksaber literally handed to her by the main character being shafted in his own show.

Oooo, since you're here, wanna hear an absolutely RANCID crack theory I had today? What if the whole Din Grogu thing is setting up some obscure Outer Rim tradition of taking on another's name with your own so that Filoni has an excuse to have Luke say "Oh Ahsoka, you are so wise and perfect and the Best Jedi Of All Time Who Truly Embodies What Filoni Thinks A Jedi Should Be, I would like to go by Ahsoka Luke now! Who's Padme anyway, no one important." While Filoni claps and honks like a seal as Ahsoka Luke Skywalker appears in the credits. Okay it's very silly but I put nothing past him.

[tooti-fruiti]

MORTAL SOUL [CHAPTER FOUR]

Stranger Sewers

"Six pieces left." Bierce said. "Ready to try again?"

You nodded and walked through the portal.

Inside the hallway, a giant wall blocked your path.

"Malak's blocked the entrance. Now that's just pathetic, don't you think?"

"Uh-"

"Never fear love. There's a solution. You'll just need to rearrange your brain a bit. Come back to the ring alter."

"Alright." You sighed and walked back into the portal.

You put your hand on the alter and a jolt of electricity went through you.

"Your new ability allows you to see enemies through walls. To activate it, put your hands on the side of your face. You'll be able to move Malak's wall by doing so."

You nodded and walked back into the portal.

You stared at the wall as you put your hands on the side of your face.

Your vision blurred for a few seconds before the wall rose up.

You walked to the other end of the hallway and walked into the nightmare.

You immediately gagged and covered your nose.

You were in the Sewers.

"Ugh! The sewers?! Really?!"

"Not afraid of a little sewer water, are you?" Bierce asked as you trudged forward. "Just don't get any of it in your mouth."

You groaned as you moved forward.

Then you noticed the water was slowing you down tremendously.

So you got out of the water and walked along the sides.

"You're heard the urban legends I'm sure. All sorts of this get thrown away down here. Alligators, goldfish, duckies."

As she said duckies. Some lights lit up to your right and there was a show of oversized ducks with traffic cones on their head.

"Just like how you threw your life away."

"Okay okay, I get it. I fucked up." You groaned.

You kept walking and opened a door to keep going.

You went further and saw a hole in the water with some writing beside it.

"Watch out for the big one?"

You shrugged and opened the door ahead of you.

But as it was opening, a giant hand came out of the way and grabbed you.

You yelled out in surprise and wiggled around to get the hand of you.

Once you were free, the creature that grabbed you slinked back into the darkness letting on an evil duck sounding laugh.

You quickly ran through the door and saw some shards up ahead.

You rolled up your sleeves and began collecting the shards.

Then you saw a duck and Bierce started talking.

"They're trying to blend in. Let's see how well you pay attention to details."

You pressed your hands to the side of your face and saw the outlines of some ducks.

But the one next to you didn't have an outline.

Which lead you to believe there were fake enemies.

Now you understood what to do to survive.

•

After collecting all the shards, you ran to where Bierce said the ring alter was with several ducks behind you.

You reached out and transferred the shards for the next ring Pierce and cheered in celebration.

Then suddenly, someone teleported behind you.

You turned around and saw Malak standing by a wall.

You tried to run but Malal raised his hand and you couldn't move.

"That's far enough, mortal."

"You know, you're the first of Bierce's pets to actually cause me some trouble."

He glared at you. "I should commend you for your tenacity. Or better yet, maybe I'll just finish you off here."

"However, despite how aggravating you are. I will admit, I do like watching you run around trying to stay alive. So, instead of killing you of like a pest. I'll watch you run around just a little longer."

He smirked and raised his hand to his chest. "Watching you follow Bierce's orders so obediently, has reminded me that I have a loyal pet as well."

Then he raised his hand and the wall behind him raised. "Here, let me introduce so. So you can both become more properly acquainted."

Behind Malak was a giant duck with nails in it's head and several hands on it's back.

Your eyes widened in fear.

"Now, you'll have to excuse me, mortal." Malak said as he straightened his tie. "I must take my leave. I have some business I need to attend to."

"Oh! And Bierce, I know you're peering through your puppet girl. I will settling matters with you soon enough."

Malak let out an evil laugh before disappearing.

Once Malak was gone, you could move and you were left alone with the giant duck.

•

After defeating the giant duck, you ran away through the sewers.

However, while you were halfway there, the giant duck broke down on the walls and started to chase you.

As the bigger duck chased you, the other duckies were blocking off your short cuts.

You kept running through the sewer water as you uses your boost.

But even with the boost, the giant duck was slowly catching up to you.

But just as you got out of the water, a gate shut on the giant duck, keeping him from you.

You let out a laugh before running back to the portal.

Just before you touched the portal, the giant duck broke his head through the wall and tried to eat you.

However, you were able to avoid the giant duck and ran into the portal.

Once you were back to the portal, you let out a loud cheer of victory.

"YES!"

Malak started to chuckle and you turned to the eyeball on the door.

"It vexes me greatly that you're still here, mortal. I had hoped you would have perished by this point. Because now she has another piece of that infernal ring!"

Malak sighed. "Every piece Bierce gets makes her more powerful. Don't you get that, sweetheart? What do you think is going to happen when she doesn't need you anymore?"

"She'll grant my wish to change my fate?"

"Do you really think she'll do that?"

"Pay no mind to him. He knows that I am getting more powerful and that makes him afraid. You're right love, I will grant your wish."

"Bierce. Tell her what happened to the last person who trusted you."

Bierce once again grew quiet and turned her back to you.

She waved her hand and opened the next portal.

"I'm warning you, mortal. The consequences will be dire if you continue to help her."

You stared at Malak for a little bit before turning to the newest portal which had a clown on it.

Who were you supposed to trust now?

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

<-Chapter Three

Chapter Five->

[bakawitch]

i love ghosts i love crime (stories), telll us more! :D

Well, lucky for you, this wip actually contains two separate crime stories! And just in time for Halloween too! XD

Sometimes, when I'm writing random scene ideas, I get a sudden idea surge for a completely separate fic, so I quickly jot those down in the same document before I could forget them. Not the most ideal organising, but it sort of works 🙃

So! Story number 1:

tw: death, cause y'know. ghosts.

Here For The Boos

This one is more ghost than crime, but the other part of this wip is more crime than ghosts. This fic is primarily puzzleshipping (that's a first for me lol) and there's also some tendershipping and eclipse on the side.

Yugi inherits an old rural house in Kyoto from his grandfather after he tragically passed away inside it. Due to having some financial difficulties and running out of options, he has to move into the house, leaving his old life behind. It doesn't take him long to realise that there is something wrong with the house; the light bulbs keep flickering no matter how many times he changes them, doors slide open by themselves, the house always smells like it's burning, he can always see something lingering behind him just out of the corner of his eye, but disappearing as soon as he turns around to get a better look. And there's also banging and screaming coming out of the basement at night, which probably should have been a dead giveaway.

Not having the option of moving out, Yugi decides to investigate. He sets up cameras, capturing a few odd things, scatters around a few religious symbols, discovering that they all rust away or get destroyed under a single night and he also locates a mysterious black spot behind a closet where the smell of smoke is the strongest.

Leaving the basement for last, Yugi ventures in at night when he knows the noises would be loudest. After waiting in silence for awhile he gets jumped by a black shadow which seems really keen on clawing him to bits, but just before Yugi's arms would give out he gets pulled out from under the shadow and of the basement by a mysterious force.

After this experience, Yugi does some research about the house and comes across Mura (Yami Malik), a self-proclaimed medium, by chance who offers to help Yugi hold a séance. Yugi invites two of the friends he's made in Kyoto, Malik and Ryou, and the four of them hold a seance in the room with the burn mark.

Throughout the event they discover that the house is inhabited by two spirits, an investigator and a thief. Due to some strange interference in the house Mura can't invite either of the spirits to possess him, but they do manage to communicate with the investigator through knocks. They manage to find out that it was the investigator that saved Yugi from the basement and that both him and the thief died in the house fire that was started by the thief as far as he knows, but he doesn’t remember his death very clearly.

Yugi does more historical research and he finds two names that seem to have stopped making appearances in records at the same time. Rurikawa Yami the son of the local lord who was a high ranking officer and a local bandit that went by the name of Touzokou. Yugi takes the risk and tries to contact Yami by himself with more information about his past in hopes of figuring out what truly happened in the house all those decades ago.

This is where the story is now (albeit in bits and missing chapters).

Onto story number 2:

Cat And Mouse

tw again: murder, death

So this one is a messed up little clashshipping crime au fic where the killer and the detective are both equally aware of who the other is and they meet up and stuff, they just don't say that they know what the others intentions are.

Malak Ishtar (Yami Malik) is a morally dubious homicide detective who works in Domino, but it's been awhile since he's taken an interest in a case. That was until a serial killer made his entrance into the crime scene. One so brutal and sadistic that it immediately made Malak want to catch them himself. The press dubbed them the Puzzle Killer, after the puzzling states his crime scenes has been discovered, almost appearing like the aftermath of a twisted game session.

While tailing one of the suspects, Malak bumps into an intriguing man who surprisingly holds many of the same ideologies as he does. After introducing themselves Malak finds out that the stranger is Dr Yami Muto, a rather esteemed psychiatrist in the business. They have a long chat, but after they part ways so Malak can keep following his mark, he finds the suspect brutally slain in a public bathroom. More puzzled than ever, Malak starts to put together all the odd things Yami said and grows suspicious of him.

Without any proof, he decides to pursue Yami as a suspect in his own time under the guise of friendly get-togethers, which slowly evolve into something more.

And this one, I actually have a quick excerpt for:

He looks back at Yami only briefly, noticing the strikingly calm demeanour that was radiating of him. "What's your doctor profession? Surgery? Pediatrics?", inquiries continued on for the other, deciding to take a seat on the subway seat. "You either must have a lot of patience or you must be enjoying yourself."

It's a half witted joke on Malak's part, something to ease the conversation rather than the intensifying atmisohere.

"Psychiatry, actually. But I can't say you're wrong about the last part." He smiles back at Malak, laughing a little, never actually clarifying which statement the other man was right about.

"If you think about it, this is a bit like an impromptu social experiment." The doctor explains, motioning around the wagon with an open hand with a certain eagerness in his movements. "All these people from different demographics trapped in a small enclosed space for an undetermined amount of time with possibly limited resources isn't something you'd get to observe every day."

[tobyig]

it makes me so mad (not really) that i've only gotten to the part in the first KOTOR game where Bastilla joins Malak, cause now I have to wait for my next playthrough to do the sith route where I say "hell yeah im Revan lets kill that ho" but instead i have to be doing the true light side route 🙄🙄

[redhoodscorvid]

I've been reading some time travel AUs in the Star Wars prequel era recently, and having thoughts about optimism.

I find it really interesting when literally every character can be redeemed except that one character. Sith lords, war crimey generals, assassins, you name it. If you're not That One Guy (you know the guy), you will learn the error of your ways and rejoin the good guys (who will learn the error of some of their ways) and become one big happy family.

Now, a lot of this is down to the fact that George Lucas wrote the Sith Master as the metaphor/scapegoat of the setting. Everyone's greed and fear and corruption is fed and fed upon by the far reaching schemes of That One Guy.

But in the more optimistic side of fandom, that sometimes leads to the idea that if we kill That One Guy, then all the wicked problems of the setting will become solvable. Exorcise that central point of darkness, and everyone's greed and fear and corruption will no longer work their ways into humongous uncuttable webs of destruction and death.

Burn the witch.

That's not solving the problem. That's just wishing you had the right target.

"I… I cannot help but wonder, Revan. What would have happened had our positions been reversed? What if fate had decreed I would be captured by the Jedi? Could I have returned to the light, as you did? If you had not led me down the dark path in the first place, what destiny would I have found?" - Darth Malak to light side Revan, Knights of the Old Republic I

[madelineserenity]

Can I request the reaper nurses and the dog girl who was familiar with them in the past and was their assistant (Since I like reaper nurses in dark deception and you write great about them, I thought you would do it)I really like your work with the reaper nurses.❤️💓

She's a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel named Ellie because... I said so ok? Sorry this one took longer than I expected. I kept getting writer's block partially due to having constant brain fog/distractibility for the past week or two, for no obvious reason :/ it was going to be way longer but I just can't..

Quite some time ago, Ellie lived with the Reaper Nurses. A sweet little thing, standing at a total 5,2"/160cm, she'd always been so excited to be useful. Her cute, friendly temperament helped lower the guards of mortals seeking the soul shards and made patients feel better. Sadly, she had a crucial flaw; she was just too tiny and fragile for the work.

Ellie was easily knocked over by fleeing mortals. She wasn't strong enough to wield a syringe or carry supplies around the hospital. She was too light to tackle and easily shoved off, too excitable to be stealthy. All in all, she made for a wonderful companion, but an unfortunate Reaper Nurse.

Upsetting as it was for everyone, Ellie eventually found a new place with the Murder Monkeys. This way, she had plenty of friends her own size to teach her how to take advantage of the strengths she had. There was plenty of room to run around in her spare time and play. Everything would be fine. Even though Ellie and the nurses were heartbroken, everything would be fine. This was the best solution for everyone.

She hated it at first. She hated the unfamiliar location and smells, without the company of her nurses with her to make it worth it. She had to get used to brushing out her own curls, instead of having someone else to pamper her, like before. The Murder Monkeys were too busy for the snuggles she missed so badly and weren't particularly interested anyway. Ellie didn't like having knives so close, and besides, it didn't mean much. They weren't the people she wanted in the first place.

Adjusting was hard. She'd gone from having her favourite people never more than an arm's length away, to having them ripped away and having to go cold turkey. Lord Malak strictly forbade her from returning for any reason other than receiving medical attention. Even he seemed to find the situation regrettable, with pity somehow visible in his dark eyes. It had been the one and only time Ellie had seem a soft side of him, giving her a brief, awkward side hug before leaving after dropping her off at the hotel. Deep down, she knew he was right to separate her from the Reaper Nurses. Here, she could learn how to properly serve her Lord and not get in the way.

It got better over time. She busied herself with learning how to wield blades and practising with the monkeys. It took time, but she soon developed an impressive level of skill. Not being a very vocal breed, the monkeys learned to follow her sound when she yapped, and would soon find themselves surrounding intruders from all directions, with Ellie hot on mortals' tracks to corral them into the waiting knives, lightweight and agile on her feet. She never forgot her nurses, but she learned to live with the grief.

[domwho11]

Reading the KOTOR comics and it's quite poignant how Malak is this nice guy who helps out the heroes and has an unrequited crush on Jarael given that in the games he's this raging, broken monster of a Sith Lord who destroys planets by orbital bombardment. I can't help but wonder if maybe Jarael rejecting him (relatively nicely to be fair) was one of the things that propelled him towards the dark side. I guess the sad fact is Malak made his own choices and lost his life as a result. I still enjoyed seeing him as a good guy though.

[yandere-wishes]

Hiiii! I'm the one who sent the behaviour revan ask (wonderfully written by the way)

Can I ask another?

You can ignore this if not

But, how do you think Revan would react to a completely willing darling? And a darling who isn't willing at all?

You can ask as many as you like darling!! I love answering them🥰🥰I'll try to make this one a bit more ethereal/aesthetic. 

𓇼Willing Darling 

You blame the Jedi counsel for your master's fall to the dark side. You blame the Force, fate, the moon, the stars. You blame the galaxy and all its dichotomies. You blame anyone except the man himself

 In your naive eyes, Revan can do no wrong. 

You see him again tonight. In a backstreet away from the temples prying eyes. The immortal lights of Coruscant are your only witness as you break every rule engraved within your bones. 

His looming figure is harrowing, terror and power draped in armor. You try to remind yourself to breathe, that he won't hurt you. You pray under your breath for this to be true. 

Revan's presence is a weight reminding everyone of his place above them. He's a Sith now, he's free to flaunt the power he's always tamed. 

His thumb pats your bottom lip. You taste lighting from his fingertips. Surges of rouge power, minuscule in their dosage, still overpower your feeble senses. As he pries down your bottom lip and tucks his thumb between your teeth demanding you suck. You comply, you've always complied. 

"my apprentice" he whispers like an ineffable secret.

You feel the tendrils of his darkness beckoning you. Feel the way he pulls you into his world. His umbra. You go willing, promising to follow your master to the ends of the galaxy. 

Overall Revan would be more gentle, more docile with a willing darling. Even patronizing at times. He'd see himself in the position to train you, to feed you his knowledge until you grow stronger. He likes to push your limits, to watch you squirm under him as he kisses down your neck. He'd take you everywhere with him and Malak. Show you everything. His darkness shields you from anything that could potentially hurt you until you morph into his perfect warrior. 

𓇼Unwilling Darling

There's a ghost that haunts you. Powerful and all-consuming. You blame the Darksiders he's been in contact with. From the planet-eating shadow to the traitorous companion. The Revan you once knew is dead, only a baleful husk remains. One who stalks the planets in search of false idolizes and empty ambitions.

Revan is dead. 

Only the monster remains. 

You feel his presence lingering inside you. A sharp diamond cut on frail cartilage. Somehow he follows you in every realm, every reality. He's built from barren crepuscules and fuliginous aspirations. All morphed to appear as a semi-human creature. His mask is trained on you. It takes every willpower to stand your ground. 

Your fingers itch for your lightsaber, a feeble attempt at resistance. "You wish for a duel little one?" his voice is forbidding, taunting. You both know how this will end. 

Leave me alone...

"I am not you. I am no traitor, no monster, no abomination." Embers from your heart drift into your mouth. You spit them at him hoping he'll burn. 

Your words hold rage undefiting a Jedi. Your eyes mere slates of hatred. 

Neither fazes Revan.

As you've learned so very little tends to do.

"I never asked you to be." He's calm. Miserably so. You feel the force dragging you to his side. You scream as fingers wrap around your delicate throat. His frigid mask lowers to a puls point, mimicking a mock kiss. 

"Force, save me." 

Revan doesn't reward insubordination. Yet he tolerates your little rebellion for mere amusement. It gives him an excuse to play rough. To break you in the name of love and rebirth. He loves how sweet your screams sound when he drags the tip of his red lightsaber across the valley of your chest all the way to your squishy stomach. Love the scent of your flesh burning as you beg him to stop. Throwing promises of behaving so he'd just make the pain stop. 

Oh, how you make his cold heart beat. 

How he loves your sensation within his arms

Still, it's important to know that Revan is many things, many important things. Warrior, general, sith...You should be beyond grateful he's even permitted you into his life. Even graced you with his attention. 

At best, he sees you as a defective acolyte at worst a pet. Somehow they mean the same thing. They mean you are his to use at his leisure. Not a person, not a sentient being, just a trophy fallen Jedi like to flaunt.

Your body is a crime scene. One where the murderer leaves bleeding love bites and open wounds. Revan writes love letters upon your skin and you wholly long to burn them. To burn yourself, an escape from the miserable reality he's forced you into. 

[partial-bouquet]

(Post Revan Reveal)

Ebon Hawke Crew: wow! You’re Darth Revan!

Fia Caste: please don’t deadname me.

(Encountering Malak again on Star Forge)

Malak: ah Revan you’re weak for still choosing the light side

Fia Caste: okay i expected this from you but you’re still a dick

[justanothersailorscout]

Sorry but who are Revan and Bastila? I haven't watched that many star wars media Anakin and Padme was my first star wars romance heartbreak I knew nothing of what this franchise was I heard of it like I have Star Trek but nothing about the characters. I watched the prequels first because I didn't know the right order then finding out he's the bad guy of the original trilogy was heartbreaking his wife also died :(

Oh lord I'm showing my age here. Revan and Bastila are a pairing from an old video game called Knights of the Old Republic.

Spoilers below for a 20 year old game

Darth Revan is a Sith lord who seemingly died in a Jedi ambush.

You, as the player, rescue and then team up with a Jedi named Bastila Shan. You can romance her!!!

During a mission, you're trying to escape captivity on a Sith flagship. on your way out, you get intercepted by Darth Malak, who was Darth Revan's Sith apprentice, who reveals that you, the player, are actually Darth Revan.

Bastila then admits that she was sent originally to capture you (the time you/Revan supposedly died)

During the scuffle, Malak betrayed Revan and left you for dead.

Bastila healed Revan with the Force, forging a Force bond between the two.

Okay, so, once all that is revealed, you/Revan escape, but Bastila is held as a prisoner and is tortured by Malak and agrees to be his Sith apprentice.

So, then you have a confrontation with Dark Side Bastila, and you can either join her back in the darkside, or help bring her back to the light!

Canonically speaking, you help her back to the Light. Then you guys decide to get married and leave the Jedi council and have a baby!

And I'm not going into what happens after because it makes me sad

[iconac]

headcanon. the jedi in the late golden age are pretty confident that returns from the dark side are impossible. so holding to this, revan's 'return' to the light (via brainwashing, which in my opinion doesn't count regardless) is never properly recorded/never makes it into the history books. what the jedi did to revan was kept pretty hush-hush at the time, so even less information actually made it out of their era. in the history books, revan is slain by the strike team bastila shan was a part of, and bastila herself becomes the 'protagonist' of the story so to speak, tracking down the star forge and slaying malak herself. i mentioned this on my old blog, but i believe there are almost... 3 1/2 different revans that exist in the golden age. to the mandalorians they are the butcher (of malachor, of te ani'la, of their progenitors), both a historical figure and a metaphor, wrapped up and buried deep in the context of mandalorian culture. to the jedi they are a cautionary tale, another example of how even the most righteous of causes can become corrupted and how heroes can turn against all they once stood for. the republic's revan is an extension of that, a war hero turned war criminal, someone grander than the actual tragedy of it, an early master of strategy and god of war that is admired by some [ in that way you can admire anyone given enough time stretched out to destroy the context between your two lives. ] and the sith have their own darth revan, one who saw truth in the dark side, who laid groundwork for what the sith were meant to become. and none of these are accurate, of course, just exaggerated facets of a broken legacy, but they're still there. [ the most 'true' part of their legacy is their name lost in a list of many in a record of conservation on various ancient jedi texts. ]