#marr

[polarpics]

The crew of the Quest, Shackleton-Rowett Expedition (1921-22)

[armadoodledoodle]

Family tree

[alienduckbonez]

Here’s a WIP I haven’t revisited in a while: Marr, one of my many babiez.

He’s a freaky spider‑cat mix, and I was playing around with larger eye sizes at the time.

Features I really enjoy enlarging: handz, earz, and feet >:)

[fuk0]

[grinningcheshcat-blog]

One of my favourite dumb edits of mine lol

My three lads Sage, Juniper & Ivy 🧡

#thesmiths #smithsdom #cats #noai #stopmeifyouthinkyouveheardthisonebefore #marrissey #yeahishipthemandidgaf #morrissey #marr #johnnymarr #funny #meme #thereisalight #edits #iknowitsover #iknowitsdumb #ineedthisprinted

[arlenahawke]

Darth Marr

He was not the last voice of the Empire. But he was the one that never wavered.

Masterlist

Darth Marr’s name was not his own. His face was never seen. He was a mask, a voice, a presence—looming over the Sith Empire like a storm held in check by will alone. Born in 3702 BBY, Marr rose swiftly through the ranks of the Sith, not by treachery or spectacle, but by sheer, relentless competence. He was a warrior first, a statesman second, and a zealot never.

He took his seat on the Dark Council in his early twenties, assuming control of the Sphere of Defense of the Empire. While others schemed and postured, Marr fought. He led campaigns that turned back Republic offensives, fortified Imperial worlds, and held the line when others faltered. He was not beloved. He was respected—and in the Sith Empire, that meant more.

As the Council fractured and the Emperor withdrew into silence, Marr became the de facto leader of the Empire. He did not seek the title. He simply acted. He trained apprentices like Darth Lachris, forged uneasy alliances with the Jedi to face greater threats, and stood against Darth Baras when the Council teetered on the edge of collapse.

But it was not war that ended him. It was truth.

When the Sith Emperor—Vitiate, Tenebrae, Valkorion—returned in a new form, Marr saw what others would not: that the Empire was no longer the center of the galaxy’s fate. That the Force itself was shifting. He allied with Jedi Grand Master Satele Shan, not as a betrayal of the Sith, but as a final act of clarity. Together, they sought balance. Together, they failed.

Marr was killed aboard the Asylum, struck down by Valkorion. But death did not silence him. His spirit endured—not as a Sith spectre bound by hate, but as a Force ghost, guiding the Outlander and Satele in visions. He had transcended the Sith without renouncing them. He had become something rarer still: a warrior who understood that survival was not the same as victory.

Darth Marr did not save the Empire. But he gave it dignity in its dying breath. And in the end, he proved that even a Sith could serve something greater than power.

[tinymoonmoth]

Ghijii and Marr

Just a little sketch as I start having brainrot on these two

[reconstructionlegacy]

I will not provoke the Emperor.