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Lol, Icy, love the explanation XD XD.
Everyone, I'm really sorry I haven't written in a while. School has started for real, and I've found it really hard to find time to sit down and knock out a day. But I'm working on something right now, and I hopefully should have it out soon.
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It's totally okay that you haven't been able to write Shadowmoon! We all get busy sometimes, and I wouldn't have been able to keep writing half as often as you, anyway. Keep it up!
*gasps* Fflewddur (who is temporarily an ewok because this post is transforming him into his Star Wars self and he's definitely an ewok) said padw. Padawan!
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Thanks Sydney! And maybe we should take Fflewder on as a Padawan!Day twelve~The small, bedraggled group of CBers finally reach the bunker. Brook pulls out a small scanning device, does a sweep of the building, and frowns. "I'm not picking up any heat signatures…… Strange. Very strange." Danie scrutinizes the building. "I'm not seeing any of the troopers that Jela promised." Sydney shrugs and walks forwards. "Guys, Jela knows what she's talking about. Let's just trust her." Leasmist frowns. "There's a disturbance in the force…… This isn't right." Sydney grins cockily. "Eh, we'll be fine. Just keep your lightsabers drawn and your wits about you." Brook shrugs. "For the Republic!" And, taking the lead, she walks into the bunker.Leafmist is struck at how quiet everything seems. No troopers march along the polished halls, no sirens blare at their arrival, no one points fingers and yells "The rebels are coming, the rebels are coming!" Leafmist draws her lightsaber. Just in case.Brook walks alone in the front, an air of calm command about her. She can't let the people that she's leading see her nervousness. The air of this place seems to buzz with foreboding……Danie walks next to Sydney. The girls, both pilots, Jedis, and Hamilton fangirls, have become good friends. Danie senses Sydney's nervousness under her false bravado, and Sydney feels Danie's sense that this is not right, not right at all.Brook turns several corners, heading towards the core reactor, where all of the power is generated. She begins talking as she walks. "The map that Jela gave us was incomplete. She said that our spy was unable to download all of the information, but she knows that central control is just through the core reactor." The others nod, and continue walking.Finally, the group reaches the core reactor. An odd humming, produced by the machinery, is the only noise in the entire room, and it echoes eerily, bouncing off the empty walls. Brook takes a step forwards, and suddenly, everything is black. The silence presses around the CBers, blanketing them, smothering them. All of the CBers are about to pull out their lightsabers, when a red glow fills the room. Two holograms come up from the center of the room. One of Darth Tyrenous, and one of her sister. Her sister, who has been hiding the whole time, plotting, weaving an intrecet web. Her sister, who has been luring all of the CBers to their doom. The real mastermind, who simply used Tyrenous as a puppet.Leafmist gasps, her shocked expression outlined in the eery red glow. "Traitor."The hologram of Jela smiles, her green eyes crackling with power and malice. "Surprised to see me?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~After sending the newly modified nitrodroids out of the airlock, Azea returns to Icy. "Very well done. Those things will fly longer than the original." Icy smiles. "Thanks! It was actually rather easy. All I had to do was…." Azea holds up a hand. "Please don't." Icy shrugs. "Fine, your loss." She turns to Shadowmoon and Claria, who are laying, twitching, on the bed. "I'm a little worried. They're vitals seem to be fine, but they haven't woken up yet. It's been hours." Azea frowns. "They'll be fine. I'm sure they're just slee-" She is cut off, as both Icy and Shadow sit up. They look at each other, and say, in unison, "The base. It's under attack." Icy and Azea look at each other with startled expressions, and Shadow and Claria both slump back onto their beds. Icy closes her eyes, concentrating, while Azea looks at Shadow and Claria like they've just said that Jar Jar Binks isn't annoying. Icy's eyes snap open, and she looks at Azea gravely. "They're right. I feel the slightest disturbance in the force….. I wouldn't have know it was there unless I was looking for it." She turns to Shadow and Claria. "I think they're in some sort of dreamlike trance. Their brains are active, but they can't wake up." Azea shakes her head in bafflement. "But that's not possible…… We sent decoys!" Icy fixes Azea in her serious blue gaze. "I think that we have someone on the inside. They must have just made us carry the tracker so they could blame the invasion on us." Azea sighs, and turns towards the cockpit. "If that's the case" She says over her shoulder "Then we'd better go and help them!"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Daisy and Chinchilla walk into the imperial shuttle that is waiting for them. Behind them, a staggering number of troops marches into transport shuttles, and several shuttles are already taking off. Chinchilla and Daisy settle into black seats especially designed for Sith, with holographic screens located on the armrests to plan battle with. Chinchilla sweeps gracefully into hers, and turns to the pilot. Smiling grimly, she says "Set course for Ryloth. Those rebels are going to get the surprise of their lives……."-
*starts screaming head off*
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*gasps dramatically* Jela! How could you! Well, in the spirit of my inner Hamilton fangirl, I hope that you buuuuurn! (Not you, Shadowmoon, your writing is awesome 🙂 )
And, in the spirit of my inner obsessed-with-fictional-people person I have found the perfect comparison: Barty Crouch Jr!
*mic drop*
*loud feedback*
Oops…*picks mic up, points it at Jela angrily, then walks away*
But really…the one time I attempt not to be nervous. Well, we shall not be defeated! If there is one thing I've learned from so many fictional characters, it's that determination pays off.
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Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! YAH, STAR WARS! YEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hazel just said nawp. Naw? You-you don't like Star Wars? WHO BROUGHT YOU UP ANYWAY!
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Shadowmoon, I'm here to just say that I know how it feels like to be overworked at school. I'm here to encourage you… WAIT! LET ME PULL UP HAMILTON LYRICS!
I am not throwing away my shot! I am not throwing away my shot! Hey yo, I'm just like my country, I'm young, scrappy and hungry, and I'm not throwing away my shot!
Was that good and encouraging? Because I love this CB story and I don't want it to die.
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~Poke, poke, the middle of the wheel is a spoke.~