Dec 18, 2019
Nightly Sketch - Star Wars Rogue One speedpaint
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Nightly Sketch - Star Wars Rogue One speedpaint
“The Stars Are In Your Future, Rebel Boy...”
I started this in celebration of the Cassian Andor Series being announced! I cannot wait for it. I wanted to do a little foreshadowing (literally) and came up with this design. Of course had to get a little Rebelcaptain in there, lol. This is my attempt at a younger Cassian. Hope it came out okay.
SWR1,
die größten Tits aller Zeiten.
A simple reminder that I still love Chirrut ♥
Little Rogue One comic, story by my friend :,D
Cassian: *opens his mouth to speak*
Me:
7.6.2015
Von Twitter ins Radio
Wir sind irgendwo im Süden Deutschlands unterwegs, auf dem Weg von Konstanz zurück nach Hause.
Es ist Pfingsten, deswegen darf man sich beim SWR1 Lieder wünschen, deren Titel oder Interpreten mit P oder einem anderen Buchstaben anfangen, welcher das war, ist aber nicht überliefert.
Als Kontaktaufnahmemöglichkeiten werden Telefonnummer und Emailadresse genannt, ich mache ein Experiment und schreibe dem Twitteraccount des SWR1 in Baden-Württemberg einen Tweet.
Tatsächlich wird kurze Zeit später mein Musikwunsch erfüllt. Laut der Radiomoderatorin komme ich aus Aleschia, das steht zwar natürlich so in meiner Twitter-Kurzbio, ist aber natürlich ein Asterix-Insider-Witz. Das kann die Moderatorin aber wirklich nicht wissen. Den Social-Media-Test hat die Redaktion hingegen bestanden.
(Anne Schüßler)
The Will of the Force (3/7?)
[Part 1] [Part 2]
[Read on AO3]
Qui-Gon reappeared while they were watching Princess Leia and her rescuers escape from the Death Star’s garbage disposal.
“What happened?” Jyn asked.
“My apologies,” Qui-Gon said, sounding a little less composed than usual. His eyes were tight as if things still weren’t right “Even when I was alive, I was particularly sensitive to the Living Force – the aspect that connects every living being to every other. Now… as an undead aspect of the Living Force, I am more sensitive than ever.”
“You fainted,” Cassian summarised bluntly, reading between the lines. “The shock of two billion simultaneous deaths.”
“Yes. Oh, they’ve dressed as Stormtroopers? You would think that the Empire would be wise to that by now.”
“What?”
Qui-Gon smiled, although it didn’t quite ease the tension around his eyes. “The amount of times that young Kanan and Rex did it, you would have thought that the Empire would have learned.”
“They caught on pretty quick,” Cassian said, inexplicably defending the Empire. “But mostly because Solo screwed up.
“Hold on: Kanan? You mean Kanan Syndulla?”
That particular smile did reach Qui-Gon’s eyes. “He chose her name? I must have missed that. I imagine that Rex was horrified, given how much value he puts in a name. Have you been keeping track of what my impetuous padawan is up to?”
“He went to shut off the tractor beam so they’d be able to escape,” Jyn said. “I’m pretty sure he’s okay – his light is over there.”
Cassian looked startled by that statement, but Qui-Gon nodded his agreement. “I will check on him. He does have an alarming tendency to get into trouble when he is unsupervised.”
Qui-Gon disappeared again, but at least they knew where he was going. Jyn followed him across a few decks to where Obi-Wan Kenobi was on his own mission.
Cassian was watching her – she could sense it.
“What?”
“You can see them, can’t you? The Jedi?”
“You can’t?”
Cassian shrugged. “They don’t look any different to me. But Luke and Master Kenobi, they do to you, don’t they?”
“And the princess,” Jyn said.
“The princess?” Cassian repeated. “She’s not… I mean, she can’t be.”
Jyn shrugged. “Maybe she’s not. I’m not an expert. But she looks all bright and shiny, like Luke does.”
Before they could get into more of a debate as to whether the princess was or was not a Jedi, a shout grabbed their attention.
“Obi-Wan Kenobi, don’t you dare…!”
Jyn grabbed Cassian’s hand and pulled him over (possibly bending space as she did so) to where Qui-Gon was standing in front of Obi-Wan, looking every inch the forbidding father. It was a shame that Obi-Wan couldn’t see him really, because he was quite impressive.
“…already knows I’m here,” Obi-Wan was saying blandly. “I am simply distracting him from the others.”
“You are sacrificing yourself,” Qui-Gon corrected hotly. “It’s one thing, what happened to me, but to actually suicide by Sith Lord is complete lunacy. Obi-Wan, you have a padawan.”
“You had two,” Obi-Wan countered. “Look how we turned out.”
“That is precisely my point!” Qui-Gon shouted, looking like he wanted to throttle Obi-Wan. “You’re a psychological wreck, and Anakin is Fallen. Don’t leave Luke like this; he needs you.”
“I have no intention of leaving him,” Obi-Wan said. “You have taught me enough that even if I should die, I can continue to watch over him and guide him, and Lord Vader will have no way of stopping me.
“However, if I fail to distract Vader, he will probably find the children and the droids. They must escape – R2 is far too important.”
“The plans, yes, I know. I have been paying attention. But you still don’t have to distract him like this.”
Obi-Wan’s lips quirked into a little smile. “Where would you rather his attention was, Master? On me, or on the children? At least I am trained and, although the odds are not good, I will do my best to not die.”
He took a few steps forwards, towards what Jyn knew Qui-Gon was absolutely certain was to be his doom.
“And,” he added, turning back with a small smile, “if I do, then I will be with you once more.”
[Part 4]