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Dorme Registered: Sep '01	Date Posted: 2/17/04 11:30am Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14 - Date Edited: 2/17/04 11:33am (1 edits total) Edited By: Dorme
	HM Yané, I'm still so proud my dear that you got nominated! You've won in my heart! drapes hand over forehead Good postie! Hmmm.. I'm sensing some tension between Melona and Mr. Ru’Olin... lol. Just a little! Jeez I can't believe that Mr. Ru’Olin would think of embarassing Melona in front of the class like that! [face_shocked] Maybe he was calling to tell me that the Rebellion needed me! They needed a new spy and I was the only one who could help them! LOL, classic Melona, dreaming for something better. If only she was called up for that reason! Poor thing... I nodded curtly, and went back down the center aisle. All my classmates but one stared at me. The lone classmate who didn’t stare at me was my sister. Selona was busy working on her report. The perfect Imperial child. Ooohh... I loved this. It was a perfectly described dark moment for Melona and Selona. I think me and Saché8 felt the breeze of the Ice Princess Selona on that one... lol I can't wait for more posts HM Yané! -~Dormé~- -----signature----- ========================================= only the COOL kids have "shuttle tydirium approaches endor" on their ipods
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Dorme Registered: Sep '01	Date Posted: 2/19/04 1:17pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14 - Date Edited: 4/6/04 7:34am (3 edits total) Edited By: Dorme
	I still can't wait to read more HM Yané! And me thinks this needs a good ol' fashioned upping! Yee Ha! rides off into sunset on her white steed... Oh! And she's got Pixie Stix too.... ... Ohhh.. and Ron Weasley... And Obi-Wan can come too... And all the teeny hobbitses...Oh! And Sméagol.. He's cute too- In a wierd way... Like a dog or something. A wee little puppy... I've always wanted a dog. Maybe I'd put a leash on Sméagol and take him for walks. Teach him tricks... ... ... Or maybe not. Maybe I should just continue off into the sunset. Yeah I think that'd be a good idea. -~Dormé~- -----signature----- ========================================= only the COOL kids have "shuttle tydirium approaches endor" on their ipods
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Dorme Registered: Sep '01	Date Posted: 4/6/04 7:42am Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14
	.... .... Please miss... I want some more. -~Dormé~- -----signature----- ========================================= only the COOL kids have "shuttle tydirium approaches endor" on their ipods
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bobilll Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 4/7/04 2:24pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14
	Yes... yesss... there MUST BE MORE!!!!!! -----signature----- You'll have to buy him a sweater.
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Handmaiden_Yane Title: Manager Emeritus Top Games Character Host Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/19/04 1:19pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14
	I'm coming back!!! YAY!!! With a new post!! Yay!!! -----signature----- Official Games Forum Index Chick She was tiny. About as tiny as a stick of dynamite. Currently gaming: The Force Unleashed, Soul Calibur IV, & Mass Effect "Now I'm like this big nerd, and everyone's like, yeah, applaud the nerd." -Natalie Portman
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CodeName_Targeter Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 4/19/04 1:37pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14
	Yay! New postie! :Targeter: -----signature----- XWFC: Wraith Leader and Senator - Starfighter Draft Winner Ravenclaw ftw! Doppleganger of Suzuki_Akira and Vod'ika to Valin_Halcyon Dragged back to the forums for the SFD by Jello. Look out!
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Knight-Ander Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/19/04 7:54pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14 - Date Edited: 4/19/04 7:55pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Knight-Ander
	Well it's about friggin' time! Any longer and I thought Dormé would have a conniption!! -----signature----- An Introduction - Ahsoka and Padmé finally meet http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29181766/p1/?0
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Handmaiden_Yane Title: Manager Emeritus Top Games Character Host Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/20/04 7:34pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14
	LOL! Well, looks like by the end of this week I will have a post up. Hopefully! Cross your fingers! -----signature----- Official Games Forum Index Chick She was tiny. About as tiny as a stick of dynamite. Currently gaming: The Force Unleashed, Soul Calibur IV, & Mass Effect "Now I'm like this big nerd, and everyone's like, yeah, applaud the nerd." -Natalie Portman
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Handmaiden_Yane Title: Manager Emeritus Top Games Character Host Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/24/04 2:58pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14
	Here is a new post. Un-betaed. But I'm rushing things because I know you've had to wait an awful long time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You must believe that I was not content to do nothing, to let Mr. Ru’Olin get away with being so indifferent to my father’s death. His insensitivity stung, and though I believed that I was in the right, I was still keenly embarrassed. So it was that the episode in the classroom led to my first real ditty that I made up on the lute. I was sitting near the tree, practicing my scales, when all of a sudden I started playing a jaunty tune. After a few chords, I began to sing, the words just coming. Ru’Olin was a fine old man And sooner he would be damned Then to give up Lord and Country The establishment of so-called gentry He lied through his teeth and smiled as he spoke Not knowing all his words were no more than a joke Filling brains with poison and arsenic lace No warning given, no time to brace He’s lost all sight Of this human plight Forgetting the Golden Days of yonder lore When the galaxy had peace as its core ****** The next day Telon, Selona, and I were waiting for Auntie and Uncle to come and pick us up from school. Normally, we walked but today we had to go in for a check up at the doctor’s. I had brought my lute with me that day, so I decided to play the song for my siblings. “Hey, guys, I made up a song yesterday,” I began. Selona gave me a sidelong glance, but I continued on blithely. I strummed a few introductory chords, and launched into it. Ru’Olin was a fine old man And sooner he would be damned Then to give up Lord and Country “Stop!” Selona cried sharply. “You stupid chit!” Telon and I looked at her, shocked. She was fair seething. “Don’t you have any sense? That’s treason, right there it is! If you talk like that you could get us all killed!” she said, impassioned. “If that’s so, then your precious Empire is rotten if you can’t make up songs as you please,” Telon said stubbornly. She scowled. “If you want to get yourselves murdered, that’s your business. But I won’t have you endangering my life at least. I care if I live or die.” Selona got up, and turned to go back inside. “Where are you going?!” I demanded to know. “Auntie and Uncle will be here soon.” I was incensed, but Selona did have a point. I couldn’t be careless. “I forgot something in the classroom. I’ll be back.” And with that, she burst through the doors and flew down the hall. Telon and I watched her go, unforgiving looks of disdain etched on our faces. “She’s a bad sort. I don’t understand how she’s our sister.” “Well, she has the same mother and fa-“ I stopped short as he gave me a withering glance. “You’re so dumb sometimes, Melona. But hey, sing me the song later. I want to hear it. Ru’Olin’s a downright prat.” **** How did I find myself in situations like this? I was a good kid, honest. But somehow the next day I found myself out in the hall, being stared at by Mr. Ru’Olin. I purposely gazed at the smooth stone floor to avoid his penetrating gaze. “Melona, I have had some disturbing news. Someone has told me that you were writing a rather ahh…inappropriate song. I would like to know what those lyrics were, if you please.” This was greeted with silence. I wasn’t going to honor his request with an answer. “Miss Jakeen?” We were out there for twenty minutes before Mr. Ru’Olin became frustrated and announced he would be arranging a parent-teacher conference. *** The silence in that hallway was nothing compared to the silence in the landspeeder two days later. This was awkward, jagged, and rife with guilt. Uncle Garrick and Auntie sat in the front, quiet and cold as marble. My gaze worriedly switched from one face to the other. They took notice of this, and exchanged glances. Finally, my uncle sighed. “Melona…those lyrics were…quite clever.” “Garrick!” my Auntie exclaimed sharply. “Don’t encourage her!” He mumbled an apology and went back to driving. The silence returned. I had a lot to think about in the absence of words. Was Selona right? Had I endangered our family? Thinking about this, I decided that if Ru’Olin knew the lyrics and then coupled it with my refusal to do certain reports, he might think me a very bad child. That wouldn’t look on my record, no matter what I wanted to do when I got older. And when I got older, the officials might look into it more closely and pick apart my flaws, as well as my family’s. We would be disgraced. We arrived at the school and headed to Mr. Ru’Olin’s classroom. Uncle and Auntie sat me down on the bench outside the door, and then went inside. The door closed with a whoosh-click and then more silence. ***** The next day was the weekend. I woke up, dressed, and ran down to breakfast. I chatted animatedly with everyone at the table. We hadn’t discussed last night’s meeting and I wasn’t going to bring it up and talk about it until they did. After gulping down porridge and juice, I was about to run outdoors to play when Uncle gave me a look. “I want you to stay here, Melona. I need to talk with you.” I gulped. Here it comes. I sat there, swinging my legs and helping myself to another glass of juice. Eventually Selona and Telon cleared out, and my Auntie left as well. It was just me and my Uncle. His face was grave and thoughtful. “We live in difficult times, Mel. I think you know that,” he began in this gravelly voice. I nodded. “Such as it is, we have to be careful the way we act. We should always respect our elders, and in this case, it might be dangerous if we don’t. I admire your resolve to honor your father, and to fight against what you think is wrong, but sometimes…sometimes we have to do things we’d rather not do. Do you understand?” He asked me gently. I shook my head. “No, no, I don’t get it at all! He insulted me! He’s bad and you’re not supposed to listen to bad people! It’s…he’s evil!” “Melona, if word got out that we were not fully supportive of the Empire, things could go very wrong.” Absentmindedly, he touched his eye patch. “But Uncle! How are we supposed to get rid of it then?! It’s not good.” “There is a time for everything. Sometimes we have to do things we’d rather not do. Right now, it is best to let Ru’Olin and everyone else think that we are proud citizens of the ‘glorious’ Empire. Keep your friends close, keep your enemies even closer.” He smiled at me. “You’re a firebrand, Melona. A fighter. You don’t like to wait to do things. But you have to be patient. Things will work out in time. Secrecy and patience…two very important things in being a rebel. And you are a rebel. You’ll make your mother and your father very proud. But stay alive first.” He winked at me. “And Melona, there are better ways for you to use your talents. Don’t waste it on old fart like Ru’Olin.” It was that day that I learned there was more to being a rebel than rebelling. Rebellion was a game with many tricks and complexities. Waging a war against a powerful government required skill and finesse, not just raw and idealistic feelings of truth and justice. I learned also that yes, there were times where you had to do things you’d rather not do. Pretending to be an Imperial, I decided, was a challenge in acting that I relished in taking up. I’ll show that Ru’Olin who the perfect Imperial was! And those reports about Rori…perhaps I was being a bit too dramatic about it. And receiving F’s was a great way to honor my father? I didn’t think so anymore. There were better ways to honor the dead, better ways to honor those I loved. And it was then that I fully resolved, and completely gave myself over, to honoring my parents by helping to rid the galaxy of the Empire. And now I know that those days long ago…it was good that I learned those lessons well. Very well indeed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -----signature----- Official Games Forum Index Chick She was tiny. About as tiny as a stick of dynamite. Currently gaming: The Force Unleashed, Soul Calibur IV, & Mass Effect "Now I'm like this big nerd, and everyone's like, yeah, applaud the nerd." -Natalie Portman
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CodeName_Targeter Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 4/24/04 4:08pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 2/14
	“She’s a bad sort. I don’t understand how she’s our sister.” “Well, she has the same mother and fa-“ I stopped short as he gave me a withering glance. “You’re so dumb sometimes, Melona. But hey, sing me the song later. I want to hear it. Ru’Olin’s a downright prat.” Lol! That's funny, I like it. I love those lyrics too! grins Great chapter! :Targeter: -----signature----- XWFC: Wraith Leader and Senator - Starfighter Draft Winner Ravenclaw ftw! Doppleganger of Suzuki_Akira and Vod'ika to Valin_Halcyon Dragged back to the forums for the SFD by Jello. Look out!
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bobilll Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 4/25/04 11:10am Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 4/24
	Hmmm... interesting... wonder what kind of tricks she has up her sleeve now for that old fart... -----signature----- You'll have to buy him a sweater.
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Knight-Ander Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/27/04 9:28pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 4/24
	Oooh, that back-stabbing Selona. I wonder how she's their sister, too. ?:\| Nice lecture by Uncle Garrick, he truly knows what he is talking about. Well done, Yané. Can we expect another post soon? [face hopeful] -----signature----- An Introduction - Ahsoka and Padmé finally meet http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29181766/p1/?0
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Handmaiden_Yane Title: Manager Emeritus Top Games Character Host Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 4/30/04 6:57pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 4/24
	Thanks all! You can expect another post, seeing as how it's written but since it's a VERY pivotal post I want more description and it's not quite satisfactory to my tastes. It'll be up soon though. I hope. -----signature----- Official Games Forum Index Chick She was tiny. About as tiny as a stick of dynamite. Currently gaming: The Force Unleashed, Soul Calibur IV, & Mass Effect "Now I'm like this big nerd, and everyone's like, yeah, applaud the nerd." -Natalie Portman
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Handmaiden_Yane Title: Manager Emeritus Top Games Character Host Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 5/1/04 2:31pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated 4/24 - Date Edited: 5/1/04 3:12pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Handmaiden_Yane
	I think I'll just go and screw description. Here's the post. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Months passed, and each day brought closer the imminent arrival of Auntie’s babies. We had found out a couple of months ago that she was in fact, bearing triplets. All of us were ecstatic over this, but Auntie was the most pleased with this. “It’s almost like Cordé, your mother, and I,” she told us, “And also like you three children. Three is a good number to us.” She had found out that two of the babies were boys, and the other a girl. Telon, we could tell, was quite happy about this, but he didn’t want anyone to know. I suppose he didn’t think big boys like him should care about a baby. As a family we chose the names Relon, Kelon, and Delona. Relon and Kelon were the masculine forms of Relona and Kelona, after the goddesses of reason and knowledge, respectively. Delona was a demi-goddess, the daughter of Elona, goddess of earth. Her name meant dance. School had just ended, and we were now in the month of Telona, the first month of summer. We children didn’t know quite what to do with ourselves. The first week we were inside only to sleep. All other times we were swimming in the ocean and climbing trees. Errian and even Farisé came over quite often and together our quintet got in more scrapes than I can, or care to, remember! One such fine summer day we had just finished our daily swim in the ocean and we were all stretched out on the big slabs of rock that dotted the sandy beach. Everyone had fallen asleep, and when I awoke, I awoke with a fierce hunger. Trotting up to the house, I was soon poking my nose amongst plombs and other such treats when I heard a scream. The scream was broken with gasps, and then I heard someone fall. Eyes wide, I raced towards Auntie’s sewing room. Amidst one of the walls leaned my Auntie. “Melona! Get your uncle! Call the doctor! I think it’s happening!” Nodding numbly, I made a swift about-face. Getting a hold of our holo-net communicator I reached the hospital. After I gave them the address, they said they’d be here immediately. Then I reached Uncle Garrick. He, too, said he’d get here as soon as possible. Racing upstairs again, I ran into the room just as my Auntie began to writhe on the floor. “Auntie! Auntie! Don’t die! Don’t die!” I rushed to her, and held her sweaty palm. Auntie managed to smile weakly at me. “I’m not…going…to die…I’m…just having…” she gasped again, “babies.” I was terrified. Had my mother gone through such pain to have me? How could my mother and Auntie go through all this just to have a baby? I had no knowledge of anything of this sort. All I knew was that Auntie couldn’t die. She had to stay alive. Selfishly, I wanted her here for me. She couldn’t leave me. She couldn’t leave me here like my mother had. I stayed with her in the midst of my auntie’s sanctuary, there among the fabrics and things she loved most. My uncle and the medical team arrived too late for my taste, but she was still alive. They carried a heaving, gasping Dormé Typho unto the stretcher and drove her away. Uncle and I ran out to the beach and everyone, including Errian and Farisé, came with us. They came, salt-ridden and soaked into the landspeeder and together we flew to the hospital. My Auntie couldn’t die. She just couldn’t. She couldn’t leave me. ******* “We have her in a room,” the nurse told us. Looking down at her datapad she clucked her tongue. “She’s awfully early.” Uncle Garrick stood up. “Please, ma’am, is she going to be all right?” The nurse smiled. “We’re doing our best.” He swallowed. That wasn’t the answer he wanted. “Can I be with her?” She nodded. “Of course.” I jumped up. “I want to see her too!” The nurse shook her head in disapproval. “It’s no place for a young child.” I stamped my foot. “But she’s my aunt! I love her! I love her! I want to see her!” The nurse looked at me askance, and then turned to my uncle. “Come with me, Mr. Typho. She’s just this way.” I looked at Selona, Telon, Farisé, and Errian. They looked back at me helplessly. I turned to see my uncle and the nurse go around the corner. Hesitating only ever so briefly, I followed them. Dodging behind medical personnel, carts, and benches, I succeeded into stalking them to a room. I needn’t had bothered though. The screams emanating from the room would have led me there quickly enough. As my uncle and the nurse opened the door, I slipped in behind them and hid behind a large trash compactor. There I stayed, huddled, listening to the sounds of my dying aunt. It was so cold. So cold and pristine. Everything everywhere everyone….all was busy, busy, busy. I doubted anyone cared about my aunt…how could she die here? I always thought she would die in her sleep, somewhere in the fields maybe…at home, in her sewing room….she told the best stories. Maybe when she died she would go up to the sky and dance among the stars. But how could she do that if she died here? If she died in this cold, metal place that did not love her. Naboo loved her. But these people didn’t. This building didn’t. She had stopped screaming, finally, and was now moaning consistently. A painful knot began to grow in my stomach. I had to save her. How could I save her? Plans, wild and fantastic, began to formulate in my mind. Schemes swirled round and round. I tried to think of anything I could do…and eventually, I began to nod off. I didn’t mean to. But somehow, I fell asleep, thinking of someway to save her. When I woke up, it was to the squalls of a newborn babe. I jerked away, listening for the sounds of the others. But no more squalls came. I looked up then, as the door opened and a cart was wheeled out. I couldn’t see what was in it. “Where are they?” came a weak voice. My aunt. “Where are my babies? Where are my children?” A pause. “They’re here, milady, we’re just cleaning them up.” I heard my aunt struggle to sit up. “Let me hold them. I want to see them.” “No, milady, you’re too weak.” “No, I’m not,” she protested feebly. “Garrick? Tell them I’m not weak.” I could see my uncle, then, holding her hand. “Dormé, rest. It’s not time.” “Where are my children?” A note of hysteria crept into her voice then. “Where are my babies?! What have you done with them?! I WANT TO SEE THEM!!!” “Delona…only Delona survived,” My uncle finally said. I closed my eyes. No, no, no. This couldn’t be! Then a brief wave of happiness washed over me. My aunt was still alive! Then I felt guilty. “NOOOOO!! NOO!!!” she shrieked. “You’re lying to me! GIVE ME MY CHILDREN!! DON’T LIE TO ME!!” “Dormé,” came my uncle’s choked voice. “They’re not lying.” A wild, inhuman cry issued forth and my aunt burst into sobs. “Nonononononono…” I peeked around the corner, and stood up slowly. My uncle held her, and smoothed her hair. I came out then, and I saw the room had been evacuated. I went up to my aunt and held her hand. She paid no attention to me. In her grief, she saw no one. Hours seemed to pass, until finally my aunt’s sobs subsided. “Delona shall no longer mean dance, unless it is a dance of death. Delona means death. For death have I known too keenly.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -----signature----- Official Games Forum Index Chick She was tiny. About as tiny as a stick of dynamite. Currently gaming: The Force Unleashed, Soul Calibur IV, & Mass Effect "Now I'm like this big nerd, and everyone's like, yeah, applaud the nerd." -Natalie Portman
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Knight-Ander Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 5/1/04 3:27pm Subject: RE: Like Scattered Seeds: Part I: Melona's Story~~HM/OC ~~Updated May First
	“Delona shall no longer mean dance, unless it is a dance of death. Delona means death. For death have I known too keenly.” Oh, poor Dormé. She shouldn't say such things, but with the life she has been delt, the emotion is understandable. How would young-Delona feel if she grew-up and learned that is what her mother said about her when she was born? I'm hoping that Dormé will come to realize that she has been blessed to have given birth to one live child and not three dead children. Well done, Yane. -----signature----- An Introduction - Ahsoka and Padmé finally meet http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29181766/p1/?0
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