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Another new viggie!
Jul. 1st, 2005 07:25 pmI heard Suicidal Tendencies' chestnut "Institutionalized" on the radio today and immediately thought of Anakin. I can just hear him say to Obi-Wan "I went to YOUR schools, YOUR Jedi Temple, YOUR institutional learning facilities..." Heh heh. If I had Photoshop and the ability to use it, I'd so make an Angry!Vaderkin icon with the caption "All I wanted was a Pepsi."
I'm going to create my adults-only Hayden community tonight plus work on new stories. In fact, I will post one of them right now. It's Vaderkin's thoughts as he's traipsizing off to Mustafar:
One Day All Of This Will Be Yours
The Jedi Starfighter taken from the Temple shot into hyperspace, leaving Darth Vader alone with his thoughts.
Lord Vader, that's who I am now, he mused. The Dark Side of the Force rushed through him like a raging river, its siren song comforting the part of his conscience horrified by the events of that evening. Just a small price to pay for the life of Padmé, the seductress whispered.
Artoo whistled inquiringly, but the man who had once simply been Anakin ignored the little droid. He was too consumed by his own thoughts. All he needed to do was eliminate the Separatist leaders, and the Republic will have peace at last. Then he could focus on saving his beloved's life.
He drifted in promises of what their lives would be like when Padmé had successfully given birth to their child. No Jedi to hide from, no threats from enemies, no scandals, no conflicts between duty and love. He was young and even in this short time, becoming more powerful in the Force than ever. He could become even more powerful than Lord Sidious. Even his new master knew every Sith would either kill or be killed by a master or an apprentice.
Let the people come to despise Sidious's rule. One day, when he is powerful enough, he will kill Sidious and the Empire will be his and Padmé's. He smiled at the vision of Padmé--good, wise, kind, and like he, immortal--as Empress. He would be at her side as her champion and her weapon. They will raise their children to rule the galaxy. A Skywalker dynasty...who knew it was possible for a slave boy who once didn't matter on a backwater world?
And what of Obi-Wan? Vader exhaled, a frown on his lips. Perhaps, just perhaps, he could help his friend see reason and find a place within the new Empire. But Obi-Wan was devoted to the Order and quite possibly even at that moment was plotting to kill him. And if he must, he would kill Obi-Wan.
When Padmé is safe, their newborn baby in her arms, it will all be worth it.
Vader let himself remain in those dreams, steeling his heart to do more of Sidious's bidding.
The End
I'm going to create my adults-only Hayden community tonight plus work on new stories. In fact, I will post one of them right now. It's Vaderkin's thoughts as he's traipsizing off to Mustafar:
One Day All Of This Will Be Yours
The Jedi Starfighter taken from the Temple shot into hyperspace, leaving Darth Vader alone with his thoughts.
Lord Vader, that's who I am now, he mused. The Dark Side of the Force rushed through him like a raging river, its siren song comforting the part of his conscience horrified by the events of that evening. Just a small price to pay for the life of Padmé, the seductress whispered.
Artoo whistled inquiringly, but the man who had once simply been Anakin ignored the little droid. He was too consumed by his own thoughts. All he needed to do was eliminate the Separatist leaders, and the Republic will have peace at last. Then he could focus on saving his beloved's life.
He drifted in promises of what their lives would be like when Padmé had successfully given birth to their child. No Jedi to hide from, no threats from enemies, no scandals, no conflicts between duty and love. He was young and even in this short time, becoming more powerful in the Force than ever. He could become even more powerful than Lord Sidious. Even his new master knew every Sith would either kill or be killed by a master or an apprentice.
Let the people come to despise Sidious's rule. One day, when he is powerful enough, he will kill Sidious and the Empire will be his and Padmé's. He smiled at the vision of Padmé--good, wise, kind, and like he, immortal--as Empress. He would be at her side as her champion and her weapon. They will raise their children to rule the galaxy. A Skywalker dynasty...who knew it was possible for a slave boy who once didn't matter on a backwater world?
And what of Obi-Wan? Vader exhaled, a frown on his lips. Perhaps, just perhaps, he could help his friend see reason and find a place within the new Empire. But Obi-Wan was devoted to the Order and quite possibly even at that moment was plotting to kill him. And if he must, he would kill Obi-Wan.
When Padmé is safe, their newborn baby in her arms, it will all be worth it.
Vader let himself remain in those dreams, steeling his heart to do more of Sidious's bidding.
The End
