Registered: Mar 2014
Location: The Proud Nation of Kekistan
Yeah, that's what me and one of my droogies are doing. My fanfic's like 2000 years after the movies.
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Shadilay my brothers and sisters. With any luck we will throw off the shackles of normie oppression. We have nothing to lose but our chains! Praise Kek!
THE MOTTO IS "IN KEK WE TRUST"
Yeah. What dmb said. Honestly my first attempt at writing a fanfic was horrid. But I got better thanks to bantha and dmb's feed back as well as my own little experiments. It's just a matter of finding your zone Red8.
Thank you very much for your kind words. Thanks also for such constructive feedback. I'll work on that in future.
As it happens I decided to continue Kory's tale with an entirely new story (Rescue from Hutta) that's basically a sequel to this one. I apologise for this, I just prefer breaking it down into multiple smaller stories rather than one huge one.
If you decide to read this one as well then I hope you like it.
Last edited by chilled monkey on Mar 12th, 2015 at 12:18 AM
Currently writing Chapter 1 of my fanfic called Son of the Empire. It takes place a few months after the Battle of Ilum, and deals with Malgus's Sith Empire and the journey of one Sith lord's rise to the top. A few differences from the TOR canon being Vitiate is gone for good, the Republic is nursing its wounds and the New Empire has to deal with the double threats of both the remnant of the Old Sith empire/Repulic. Looking for any input regarding tech details though, and if anyone wants to collaborate I'd be happy to work with someone too!.
__________________ "Happiness is a lie. Life is horror. The light is always dying all across the universe. The last star will flicker out someday, when it does, all that remains is shadow. And I will be its king!"'-Amahl Farouk
Last edited by carthage on Mar 14th, 2015 at 06:47 PM
Registered: Oct 2014
Location: France/Rezée (near Nantes)
Personaly I just make some adventure or devlop charcter of each era generaly non talented force user strategists, engineer making some new beaties of mass destructions create by own spirits...
Dark Lords of the Sith
Chapter VI
All around, books, volumes, old manuscripts, shelves, and what could be other than mesmerizing darkness.
Slender shoulders leaned on the table, weak hands skipped pages, and deteriorated eyes watched them.
Nihilus stood in a secret place which he found it by random inside the Trayus Academy, hidden from the prying eyes of his own Sith Master.
He was ready to experiment with the dark side of the Force.
Knowing that he will die in no more than a few days, the Lord brought secretly into his room a fallen Jedi Knight.
The Jedi was placed on a table with restraints. The Jedi screamed, burst with rage, shaking his hands and legs, but no one could hear a noise given the fact that the room was antifonic.
Nihilus cleared his mind of everything that surrounded him--the building, the men, and the storming weather.
As he cleared his mind he could just hear fine Andeddu's voice as if he were there, but in fact he remembered the ancient Dark Lord's words,
"Focus on your vessel, and soleil there until everthing from the exterior reality fades away in your mind. When you are preprared, rip off your spirit from the flesh and inhabit your fresh host."
"The transition is extremely painful, but that's the price for eternal life."
The Lord ripped off his soul from his deformed, weakened, and useless body, taking that of the tied up Jedi.
Ice and cold engulfed the subject's flesh, the Sith Lord force pushing the Jedi's corrupted spirit into Chaos, replacing it with his own.
Nihilus opened his eyes, you opened your eyes. The process was agonizing just as the ancient Dark Lord predicted.
Now you looked at your consumed physical shelter--pathetic, a relic. Now you felt healthy again, now you could be again how you were once, now...the Hunger consumes you again.
You were desperated, you were desperated because any random body you were choosing, they were all failing you--mistified by your great heights of power and your unsatiable hunger.
After ten failed hosts, the Sith Lord came with a brand-new idea, an artificial vessel. Lord Nihilus ordered some Dark Jedi, whom he corrupted with the Force, to gather small parts of iron from crashed Mandalorian ships.
The broken parts of iron were lain into a pot and then turned--with the help of Sith magic--in a dark robe armor assembled with a black cape.
The vessel was imposing and tall, with two eye holes, a superficial nose, and a barely noticeable mouth.
But one thing missed, a symbol, something that defined your very all-consuming nature, something that defined 'death'.
The Sith Lord ripped off the head of his deformed body, melting it in boiled water until it was without any piece of flesh. The Lord moulded the skull by his own imagination, creating a white mask-like drawing two red vertical lines on the two eye holes with the dripped blood in water. The final attachment was an amulet on the mask's forehead that was meant to keep the Hunger temporarily under control when there was no Force sustenance, it was almost like a reservoir.
__________________ RealistRacism: "Sheevites, much like the Banites, were meant to increase in power with each member. From Lightsnake to Gideon to Azronger, this was supposed to be the case. However, knowledge must've been lost in some kind of Gravid-like incident, as Az turned out to be a mid-tier debater with a sub-par track record, sh!itting all over Tempest's legacy. Sad."
I do. Currently waiting for a new influx of Luke/Vader fanfics. Eagerly awaiting the update of a Luke/Galen fanfic. Passionately avoiding Kylo Ren/Rey fanfics and generally dabbling in Maul/Sidious pairings.
__________________ "Vader's pulse and breathing were machine-regulated, so they could not quicken; but something in his chest became more electric around his meetings with the Emperor; he could not say how. A feeling of fullness, of power, of dark and demon mastery -- of secret lusts, unrestrained passion, wild submission -- all these things were in Vader's heart as he neared his Emperor. These things and more."
Registered: Mar 2014
Location: The Proud Nation of Kekistan
Is that the smut where they're banging? or was that another one?
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Shadilay my brothers and sisters. With any luck we will throw off the shackles of normie oppression. We have nothing to lose but our chains! Praise Kek!
THE MOTTO IS "IN KEK WE TRUST"
Mar 11th, 2015 04:25 AM
jking. I should write my next chapter to get the lesbian Nightsisters relationship out of everyones minds
