Thursday, April 17, 2014

No. I don’t have one iota of an attachment to @Juno_Eclipse

shewolves:

theillusivewoman's favorite characters in gaming
→ (in no particular order) 

juno eclipse, the imperial pilot.

"Oh Master, I can tell you she’s going to be impossible to reprogram."

Wednesday, March 26, 2014
I am the Dark Apprentice. I am Lord Galen Marek Starkiller and you will address me as such.

I am the Dark Apprentice. I am Lord Galen Marek Starkiller and you will address me as such.

Thursday, February 6, 2014
They never had a chance. Don’t know why they messed with my brolin.

They never had a chance. Don’t know why they messed with my brolin.

Friday, January 17, 2014
I am the Dark Apprentice clone. I don’t have questions about my presence. I have the Dark Side to guide me. Galen Marek Starkiller Sith Xopisa Kas
Monday, December 2, 2013
How I role… Look at who yah talkin to, Bith

How I role… Look at who yah talkin to, Bith

Thursday, November 28, 2013

—chuckles— Any questions about what I think about Lord Vader?

(Source: missingshit)

Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Indeed… Lord Sidious and “me”…

Indeed… Lord Sidious and “me”…

(Source: makingstarwars)

Thursday, August 22, 2013
This is my design.

~Galen Marek Starkiller (via Star Wars: The Force Unleashed II)

Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Vader yielded?

Vader yielded?

Saturday, July 20, 2013

My original template is amusing………….

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

I planned this moment with precision. Collected all my raw materials in advanced. I positioned them carefully. Pieces disassembled. My latest is saved for last. I wanted him to watch my work. I wanted him to know my design. This is my holocron. This is my body of work. This is my legacy.

Trying to have me killed is an odd way of saying thank you…
The Dark Side is not a pit… It’s a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail, and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but refuse. They cling to the galaxy, or love, or the gods…illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is. But they’ll never know this. Not until it’s too late.

The Dark Side is not a pit… It’s a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail, and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but refuse. They cling to the galaxy, or love, or the gods…illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is. But they’ll never know this. Not until it’s too late.

I see him as one of those pitiful things, sometimes born on some Medstar facility, like Polis Massa. They feed it, keep it warm, but they don’t put it on the machines. They let it die. But he doesn’t die. He looks normal and nobody can tell what he is…

Our brain is designed to experience anxiety in short bursts, not the prolonged foamy lathers of duress your neuroses seem to enjoy. It’s why you feel as though a rancor were on the verge of devouring you. You have to convince yourself the rancor is not around. When it is, I assure you, you will know it.

Our brain is designed to experience anxiety in short bursts, not the prolonged foamy lathers of duress your neuroses seem to enjoy. It’s why you feel as though a rancor were on the verge of devouring you. You have to convince yourself the rancor is not around. When it is, I assure you, you will know it.