#ca musing

[smuppeting]

Another year, another birthday.

[unituo-blog]

It would seem that you’ve forgotten your own birthday.

[returnedjedi-blog]

The feeling was... rich.

A thick layering of what could only be described as raw and unapologetic strength, a low fire burning in a chest that ached to feel the heat. Such energy felt to be like nothing that had ever coarsed his blood before, a certain rigid element in his bones that felt right at home. He wouldn’t realize how truly wrong that was... not now, not when it was delicious and new and completely his. Had he ever been this hungry before? When did this become his only means of satisfaction?

There was something so easy about it. It had not the pain his Force once possessed -- empathy, in many ways, had vanished all at once. As if it had never existed in the first place. What did the lives of others matter if it stood in the way of his goals? What responsibility did he have to anyone but himself? It was foolish to waste time on others who obscured his path of destiny. And it wouldn’t happen again. They would be eradicated.

And Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight, would be erased as well.

// for the 1st  part of the event, as you can see, Luke is based on the event RECKONER. he is hallucinating a timeline in which he chose to become a SITH LORD. this Luke has turned away the light completely and seeks to satisfy the orders of Emporer Palpatine (and potentially Darth Vader). if you’d like to plot with this Luke, like this post! if you have an idea, pLEASE message me. if not, i’ll be messaging those of interest! //

[returnedjedi-blog]

The force... had changed. Quite startlingly so. As if some new presence renewed his strength. His resolve.

What could have possibly--unless. Unless...

Could it really be her!?

[servanos-blog]

♬ } When the food looks delicious but you can't eat.

[imsorey-blog]

This is... awful...

It’s effecting me... a lot more than I thought...

Trudging through the streets littered in debris and cracked concrete, Sorey’s enhanced sight could only see murky clouds coveting the once decent city. Though Hive had been nothing to speak kindly of, to think that the eruption of an all out invasion would accumulate this much taint... it was becoming unbearable.

Mikleo... I gotta... find him...

[alamol]

                   「☸」—» A breath was slowly exhaled from Alibaba’s mouth, golden eyes closed as his fingers curled around the hilt of his sword. The grip felt reassuring in his hands, and he was intensely relieved to have it back. He couldn’t say he understood what was happening in this place entirely, but he did get the main structure. They were under attack. Even now, hostiles poured into the city, and the screams of innocents were harsh in the prince of Balbadd’s ears. It flared a sense of duty in his chest that he’d had ever since he could remember, and he slowly brought his sword arm up, settling the blade between his eyes as his other arm was tucked behind his back. Right now, this place was his home, for good or for worse. And after losing the place of his birth, Alibaba swore not to lose another home again.

                   “ Stern and dignified spirits of etiquette, in the name of my magoi and my will to grant me a higher power, I order you and your members. Come forth, Amon! “

                   Alibaba Saluja would fight.

[alsopassingby-blog]

Seeing the moon's current state was not a good omen. It's always never just a lunar eclipse. There was always something important happening. The ringing in her head told her something else. That usually happened when a door was going to open. "I hope we survive whatever is going to happen." Karen thought.