#vardos

[dragon-ball-zenoverse]

Been a while since I drew him

A quick sketch of Xeno Vardos from school. Been a while since I drew something with flesh. Have been drawing skeletons for like a year.

[yuri-draws]

Inktober Vardos Saiyan OC

Inktober 5: Super Saiyan 4 Vardos my Saiyan demon hybrid OC.

[oprerroma]

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[gffa]

2.  Favorite Star Wars Planet FAVE:  Answered here, here, here, here, and here! LEAST FAVE:  Answered here! One of the things I think is underappreciated is that not every planet has to be vibrantly full of color (though, there are plenty of those, too!) but sometimes they can be dusty, dirty, and grey, while still being visually incredible. Whether because it’s a dustball or because it’s empty or because it’s eschewing colors or because it’s dirty or because it chose a sort of sterile color palette or that we just see a particular frame that doesn’t highlight the riot of color or scenery that’s waiting around the corner, those planets are still beautiful to look at and evoke feelings in us that really set the mood.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

The Pinafore tiny house is a fairy tale style with a peaked copper roof.

So many interestingly shaped windows, some with leaded glass.

Nice little compact kitchen.

Full size shower and a pocket door in the bathroom.

Here’s one that’s furnished and lived-in. Isn’t it cozy?

http://www.zylvardos.com/

[codyscommandpost]

Another layer of symbolism

Upon remembering the name of the red trees on Vardos, I also remembered the legend behind them-- how the Maiden of the Shin'yah killed herself when she was forbidden from marrying the one she loved, becoming the first tree. And this makes me think, that of those are indeed Shin'yah trees in Doza's office, it may well be intentional.

After all, we now know that Doza was an Imperial officer who married a Rebel pilot-- a pretty clear cut case of "forbidden" love if I've ever seen one. And given the tragic nature of the myth and the absence of Mrs. Doza in the present, it also carries some grim connotations. Not literally what happened in the story, of course, that would make no sense, but I definitely get the feeling that their relationship didn't end well.

[thissisatitle]

Thoughtful

[absolxguardian]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Multi-chapter fic. Incomplete 3/5. Chapter Word Count: 5,289. Story word count: 14,406

Characters: Commander Malarus (Star Wars), Casper Guffin (OC), Rey (Star Wars), Amid Ozan (OC), Unkar Plutt, Protectorate Gleb, Gideon Hask, minor OCs

Ao3 Tags:  Rey’s parentage, Jakku, post battle of jakku time period, not as angsty as my other stuff, being on jakku is really tough, Time Skips, Theory based fic, Palpatine contingency plan, a lot of OCs, New Republic era, early First Order, post Cinder Vardos, Angst, Dramatic Irony, Imperial POV

Palpatine had created a Contingency plan in case of his death. The most loyal parts of his empire would leave the galaxy in shambles and retreat to the Unknown Regions to return when it was time. But Palpatine’s Empire was a Sith Empire and he needed to ensure a Sith would rule the new empire created from the old one’s ashes. So he created an heir, using the force and cloning, and sealed her away in his Observatory. But when the mantle to lead the First Order fell to Sloane, that part of the plan was lost with Gallius Rax. And so the heir became a child name Rey, one with a very different destiny.

Chapter Summary: Malarus and Casper are off Jakku, although one leaves with regrets, but now what?

The ship, a small shuttle, floated in the space above Jakku. It was a small, very fat, triangular ship. The main area, a hold, combined with a cockpit was about the size of a U-wing. Other than that, it had two small rooms branching off it. One barely fit a single bunk and the other had a refresher Malarus wasn't sure worked.

Casper had slumped down in the co-pilot seat, still thinking of that stupid girl. While Malarus was at the controls, her eyes drinking in the stars. She hadn't seen their true glory in so long. The black expanse of space, with no atmosphere to block out their light. She supposed stars were one of the few things she was sentimental about, since she didn't see them growing up.

But now was not the time to be sentimental. They were finally free. And the fool beside her didn't realize that she had saved him. But she didn't know where to go. It had been so long. She didn't know what planets could give some spacers work. If they were part of the Republic or anything. All she knew was that the Republic still stood, and even that information could have been inaccurate.

Malarus checked the navicomputer. It had been last updated 20 years before. That wouldn't help them at all. And she had no idea which planets would welcome them.

"Could we reach Vardos?" Malarus was surprised to hear Casper speak.

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