The Star Wars Fan Fic Writers? Silent Challenge!

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  1. Erin-Starlight Jedi Knight

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    Basically the name say it all. The ?Challenge? is to write a short one shot story without the characters commutating with each other through words. This is just for fun though. I know this is not a challenge at all for you guys but I?m curious what kind of ?silent? story you guys can tell. All writers are welcome. I just hope some of you respond. Anyone interested ?Any questions ? I?ll post mine tomorrow.
  2. PROPHEToftheCOUNCIL Force Ghost

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    Do *grunts* count as words?
  3. Erin-Starlight Jedi Knight

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    Grunts ? Hmm...no I don't think so. The idea is that no one is suppose to speak to each other though words. Grunts aren't really words. So I guess it's okay.
  4. Mcily_Nochi Jedi Master

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    Interesting . . . If I have time, maybe I'll try it.
  5. SuperFilly Jedi Knight

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    Interesting! Any limits? I.e., length, subject, or other? deadline? who's the judge?

    *SF*
  6. Denny Jedi Knight

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    mmmm... this sounds interesting. I'll stick around.
  7. Jaded Skywalker Jedi Master

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    Oh I'm excitied to see this! :eek: :D
  8. The Musical Jedi Force Ghost

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    I hope that no one minds if I begin... ;)

    e: I found a number of grammatical mistakes.
    ~~~~~~~~~

    Always Too Late

    The roar of the lava pit was overpowering.

    Obi-Wan Kenobi crouched behind a large rock near the lip of the crater, taking shelter from the heat. It came off in noisy waves, and he could feel the sweat bead on his forehead and face, dampening his hair and clinging to his mustache and beard. He had tracked Anakin this far only to lose him somewhere around the lip of the lava pit, a gap in the crust of this God-forsaken planet. He just wanted to talk with his former padawan, try to reason with him one more time. But this was nowhere to do it. The eternal churning, the deafening roar of the earth?s fury would make it impossible to discuss their differences. Perhaps it was already impossible to discuss their differences.

    He saw his padawan stalk from behind another rock farther along the curve of the pit. Anakin was tall, his deep blue eyes obviously angry even from this distance. His blond hair was buffeted by the hot blasts coming off the pit. Anakin?s saber was clenched in his left hand, his face set in an angry mask. Obi-Wan felt despair edge at his heart; that was not the face of a man ready to bargain.

    Sweat made a sheen on his padawan?s face as he continued to stalk closer. His lips moved, incanting some kind of monologue that could not be heard. Obi-Wan continued to watch, still crouched and hidden, though not for long. It would not be long at all before Anakin found him.

    Obi-Wan stood up, his shorter, less built stance making a dark blot against the background of fiery lava. Anakin caught sight of him immediately, his etched features curling into a snarl at the sight of him. He ran towards his former master, his footing sure even as the broken rocks shifted beneath it. Obi-Wan barely had time to ignite his saber before Anakin was upon him.

    The first blow was a full-armed swing that nearly knocked Obi-Wan off his feet. He managed to block it, but the tremors sent tingles up his arm, making it throb in pain. Obi-Wan parried the blow that immediately followed then jumped a short distance away.

    Anakin shouted something at Obi-Wan, but it was drowned out before it reached his ears. He rushed his former master again, and this time Obi-Wan was more prepared. He sidestepped neatly, blocking the hit and moving fluidly to one side. Still, he remained only on the defensive. Obi-Wan couldn?t bring himself to hurt his former padawan, despite his sordid past.

    Anakin, however, obviously had no such qualms. He flung himself back towards Obi-Wan, driving him closer to the rim of the pit. Obi-Wan still only defended himself as Anakin whipped his saber about him in a fury, searching for purchase on the older man's flesh. He scored a point that burned on Obi-Wan?s shoulder, smiling contemptuously at the hit.

    The rocks shifted even nearer to the edge of the pit, making footwork challenging. Anakin seemed to pay no attention, having only eyes filled with hatred for his former master. Obi-Wan fumbled for something to tell Anakin, a magical sequence of words that would bring him back to the Jedi Order, back to himself. But the words never came. They fought with grunts and frustration and sweat but no words. Everything that could be said between them had already been spoken. Nothing could alter their fates now.

    Obi-Wan slipped and dropped to his knees near the edge, scrambling to get out of the way of Anakin?s advancing saber blade. He scurried to the other side of his former padawan, putting Anakin between himself and the lava. Anakin obviously didn?t like the change in position, redoubling his attack with a randomness and vindictiveness that spoke of the betrayal he felt, in many things.

    Obi-Wan tried to block the many blows that he was dealt, but he took several more hits. He tried to parry one of the more vicious attacks, when Anakin feigned, moving a direction Obi-Wan hadn?t anticipated. His lightsaber bit into Anakin?s side, and his p
  9. val solo Jedi Master

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  10. PROPHEToftheCOUNCIL Force Ghost

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    Val, ;). I thought you'd find your way in here.
  11. Jane Jinn Jedi Grand Master

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    Wow, Musical, that was powerful. Did you just think it up on the spot, or had it been running around in your mind for a while? Great job!
  12. OBI_JEDI Jedi Master

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    I could never write anything like that.

    That was great. I'm in tears beleve it or not. Poor Obi-Wan. He never gave up, but Anakin deserved what he got.

    *get an evil grin*

    Mwahahahahahar
  13. Erin-Starlight Jedi Knight

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    Wow ! I never thought so many people would respond ! That was great The Musical Jedi ! Much better than what I was going to write. As for the questions : Any limits? I.e., length, subject, or other? deadline? who's the judge? I was going to put limits, but since this is for fun go wild. I don't want to mess with you creativity. But it of course has to be Star Wars. No deadlines. You want a judge ? Like a contest ? If all of you want it to be one, sure. If that's the case we can all vote on the stories. If I can I'll try to post mine later. Ah, yes I have insomnia.
  14. Gr-Adm-Thrawn Force Ghost

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    this I have to try.. gimme a few hours :)
  15. The Musical Jedi Force Ghost

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    That was an on-the-spot-I'm-so-frustrated-with-Qui-Gon fic. lol Although I had tried to write a last story between Anakin and Obi before. Thanks! I thought I'd scared everyone away after this disappeared (at least to me) for a while... [face_blush]
  16. Gr-Adm-Thrawn Force Ghost

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    Different setting - different time - different people. Same rules :D

    Hope you like it, it's my first try on the Jedi Council.

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    Kateel of Khuvult looked out the window of her personal ship as it approached the space port on planet Kuat. It was late afternoon when her niece Khalee of Kuat had called her on her personal comm. The young woman was in tears ? she was literally begging her aunt to come immediately to her residence on the planet to take care of some family business. Kateel, who wasn?t so used to such displays of emotion in her family, left the KDYs almost immediately and started down towards the planet the KDYs orbited over.
    The urban jungle flowed like a troubled sea below her, she was approaching the space port when she thought she noticed a MandalMotors Pursuer patrol vehicle on one of the landing bays. She dismissed the thought ? her own ship was flying too fast, she couldn?t know for sure.

    As soon as she landed she headed out towards exit and through the security lines towards her personal limousine-like craft. Once settled in the more than big craft she stretched her legs and rested her head on the comfortable nerf skin leather back rest. She didn?t need to speak to her driver, he knew where they were headed.

    The port city slowly disappeared ? giving space to more and more open spaces and parks as the craft approached the more luxurious districts of the ten thousand square miles vast city. But Kateel took no acre in this, she was reviewing her agenda for the next day. There was a big shipment of casino cruisers by Brenthal. Their liberation from the Imperial authority had boosted the tourism in that system. More and more people wanted to witness their galactically famous choirs and operas.

    As she was about to input some memos when a loud thunder echoed through the craft. She was thrown to a side by a wall of air. Then came the deafening sound of an explosion. Kateels? body slammed into the windowpane of her craft as a ring of fire slowly absorbed the interior of the half a million credit worth vessel. Her body slammed into the permacrete floor as the craft exploded barely meters from her. Her ears rang furiously as the sudden chaos around her turned the usually clam district into a burning hell. She surprised herself by not panicking. Something in her past had gotten her used to this. She opened her eyes again and wondered if she hadn?t been warped back.
    A brown burnt cape flew in the wind, before her eyes a worn grey overall and the distinctive wookie braids slithering with the cape sent shivers down her spine.

    Everything seemed to accelerate, three speeders where rushing towards them. She blinked and saw only one speeder dashing towards her now. The two others were now, nothing more than molten metal shards, ashen residue of whatever fell in the path of a thermal detonator. As Kateel tried to sit up her protector had disabled the last speeder and was executing the last members of the crash with a deadly precision. She saw the painful grimaces on their faces remembering how He used to love aiming specific parts of the anatomy that induced excruciating pain before unavoidable death.

    When she stood up, it was all over. Bodies were scattered in the rubble, ashen material rose from the burning speeders, a peculiar smell emanated from the scene, Kateel remembered it immediately: the smell of death.

    Her protector turned around, facing her for the first time, he walked towards her stopped when he was barely a foot away from her. He stood there, his helmet hiding his face completely, the stared at her for a long minute. And Kateel could only stare back.

    Slowly his gloved hand stroked her neck, his fingers caressing her under the lobe of her right ear. Kateel was almost going to speak when he pulled his hand away, revealing his blood stained glove. Suddenly Kateel felt her neck was moist, she was bleeding from her ears, she wanted to scream ? to try and hear her voice, but she couldn?t her a thing. She opened her lips when the man before her held
  17. The Musical Jedi Force Ghost

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  18. greencat336 Jedi Grand Master

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    Good stories. Looking forward to reading more of them. Wishing I could think of something to write about :)
  19. TheSwedishJedi Jedi Master

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    Hey this looks cool. I'll have to try it.

    Good stories so far.

    ~Swede :p
  20. TheSwedishJedi Jedi Master

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    And here I just whipped this right up.

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    Peaceful

    He closed the glass door carefully, not wanting to make any excess noise. Not that anyone would hear anyway, but night always seemed to call for quiet. For peace. It was the time to rest and relax. To remember the day and not worry for the next. Of course it was probably all a moot point considering the planet they were on. Courasant never slept and so it was never truly quiet. But the level did go down at night plus the walls were built to block out the sounds.

    He walked softly through the living area turning off the lights and making sure everything was powered down. His robe by the door caught his eye, reaching for the ceiling like it?s owner. It?s copy, though a smaller version was no less worn, hung next to his. He paused to gaze at the brown cloth, now dark from lack of light. The robe was as much a part of him as his lightsaber. It traveled with him on missions, to the Council Chambers or even just a simple stroll through the gardens. He knew the smaller robe was no less put to use.

    Thinking of his young Padawan, he strode over to the room and slipped inside, knowing the boy was sleeping. The lights from transports and ships gave just enough light to make out the small face and spiky hair that was ginger in the sun.

    For a long time he just stood there. He studied the young features, the gentle rise and fall of the boy?s chest, the braid with its one bread that glimmered in the passing night lights.

    The boy murmured and shifted, turning to his other side. The Master Jedi drifted to the side of the bed. The boy mumbled again and his hand twitched out as if grabbing for something.

    The large man bent closer, hushing the young one softy. He brushed a hand through the soft hair soothing him further. His Padawan sighed and relaxed back in his pillow. Satisfied that the boy was once again resting peacefully, he stood to his full height, ducking his head to barely miss the hovering ship models his Padawan was fond of building. Again he stayed for a few more minutes to watch the boy.

    He finally decided that it was time to get to bed himself and so left the bedroom just as silently as he entered. At the door he paused and sent gentle waves of comfort, peace and affection over their bond. The boy hummed in contentment, echoing them back even though he was sound asleep. The Jedi smiled softly. He closed the door and made his way to his own room.

    It truly was a peaceful night.
  21. Gr-Adm-Thrawn Force Ghost

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    The Musical Jedi - Powerful ?? nahh. Yours was Powerful - and that's an understatement. The molten lava settings, the description of rage ..
    [face_blush]

    Swedish Jedi - That was ... Peaceful :) can't get more fatherly than that, can you ?
  22. The Musical Jedi Force Ghost

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    Yes, very peaceful. *takes a deep breath and releases it*

    Gr-Adm-Thrawn, I don't think you give yourself enough credit. It was moving, her realization that things would be all right, her fragmented feelings after she was attacked... It was a great piece in shock! Well written!
  23. Gr-Adm-Thrawn Force Ghost

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    Thanks Musical jedi.

    You almost made me want to try a short story of my own ;)

    no seriously, your words are very encouraging. I won't disappoint you and will try do do something a little longer next time. :)
  24. Loryn_Wilde Jedi Knight

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    Wow, Swede! That was really lovely. Very sweet and... erm... peaceful. [face_blush] Good job.

    !loryn!
  25. Denny Jedi Knight

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    loved all of them! :D more?
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