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really like. for all that the clone wars are a cool concept and an extremely consequential thing that happened in the galaxy, there’s a reason the movies skip right over them. bc it doesn’t matter how many planets anakin & the gang battled separatists on. it doesn’t matter what cool stuff obi wan got up to. it doesn’t matter how close the jedi got to winning/losing the war, it matters that they went to war at all. it matters that a benevolent organization of peaceful monks abandoned 1000 years of prosperity to die for no reason. that was the story george lucas wanted to tell. bc for however confused his politics could get, he came of age aware his country was fighting an evil & pointless war. so he made movies not about good guys that almost won, but about people making weak and foolish choices in the name of patriotism. that is the whole point . that is the prequel trilogy’s most salient and biting commentary. i’m sorry your action figures died but they were doomed by the narrative for being neoliberal. ok.
lets settle this properly
Got tagged by @progwords for this ask game.
How many works do you have on AO3?
22, but one is really fucking big.
What's your total AO3 word count?
676091.
Your Top 5 stories by kudos
I'm surprised my old Deadpool-Jessica Jones story remains firmly in the #2 spot. That one probably had the highest ratio of popularity vs effort.
Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Always do with recent works, or if the comment is on the story's final chapter. For older multi-chapter stuff I tend to let new readers work their way through it unless they ask a specific question. I want to engage with the audience.
Do you write crossovers?
Not really. I've put normally unrelated characters together, but they're always from within the same franchise.
Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
No. I've tried, but it always ends up becoming funny.
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not to my knowledge.
Have you ever had a fic translated?
The Deadpool one got translated into Russian on ficbook.net. Unfortunately, it looks like it got taken down at some point, I don't know why since the translator's account is still there.
Have you ever co-written a fic before?
No.
What's your all time favorite ship?
I'm inexplicably fixated on barrissoka. That ship is so potentially fascinating yet canonically ignored it makes me more determined to explore every possible angle of it.
What's a WIP that you want to finish but probably never will?
I've had rough ideas for a long time about Ahsoka and Barriss finding Katooni in Talon Karrde's care, but it's a scattershot of ideas that isn't forming anything coherent. Maybe Sabé gets involved, maybe they're fighting Maul or Jorj Car'das or both, and I keep coming up with random side characters.
There are also a lot of small scenes I've written for fun, but there's hope for them. Returning Conquerors came about from connecting a bunch of random ideas and it turned out great. Maybe I'll find a way to write in Durge beating Maul to a pulp, I don't know.
What are your writing strengths?
Visual descriptions. Interpersonal conflict. Banter. Fight scenes. Tying together disconnected parts of a ridiculously incoherent franchise in an interesting way.
What are your writing weaknesses?
This might seem like a minor thing, but I struggle coming up with names for original characters and it gets frustrating. Right now I've got a draft with a little girl as a supporting character and she's been "the girl" for months.
What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet, but want to?
There's not much to tell, but since playing Nier: Automata I have brainstormed 2B taking 6O out on a date and figuring out sex. Then it became funny. The purpose of YoRHa is to evolve towards humanity in all its facets, and the scene turned into watching 6O invent android BDSM in real time. It involves the Offensive Heal chip.
What's your favorite fic that you've written?
The Erosion of the Spirit for what an accomplishment it was just to complete it, and for overall turning out as good as it did. Obsolete Products was my favorite when I wrote it because of how cohesive it was and for the dynamic between Ahsoka, Barriss, and Rex. Returning Conquerors became my current favorite because of how fun it was to write.
would you be willing to share more of your thoughts about barriss's relationship with luminara? i feel like they interact very little in both canon and--for obvious reasons--your series, even if the shape of the relationship is clear. i'm most interested in how much of barriss's whole deal you envision luminara being aware of; is she being distant on purpose or is she just clueless? but i'd be interested in any tangentially related ideas you have as well. it seems like you always have something insightful to say that i've never thought of before
I think Luminara was actually aware of how Barriss felt, but underestimated the seriousness, didn't know what to do about it, and couldn't imagine Barriss becoming so volatile. Like almost all of the Jedi, Luminara considered it the order's duty to do their part in the war, and Barriss is her apprentice, so she doesn't get to sit this out no matter how much trauma and brain damage she gets.
An idea I had for Luminara is that despite the elegant style, she's kinda average. For a Jedi Master, "average" is still a highly trained, educated, psychic superhuman, but she is average. From what little we see of her she isn't a particularly skilled fighter or strategist compared to other Jedi. That's not meant to criticize her, as I don't consider combat to be a good measure of a Jedi, but she's not great or particularly smart. Luminara took on little Barriss as a padawan, found her to be intellectually gifted on top of the knack for healing, and wasn't quite sure what to do with the girl.
The bombing plot is often criticized by saying it makes no sense for Barriss to protest war with violence. Part of Barriss's message is that violence is what she's been taught to do. She is directing lethal force against people she believes are a threat to peace. It's not the first time she's set off a bomb in someone's home. Not the first time she's killed clones. Not the first time she's killed civilians. That's what Jedi do, apparently. This is her apprenticeship.
In my work, Barriss goes from idealizing Luminara to accepting she was far from perfect. Though Barriss shifted blame for the bombing primarily onto Palpatine and herself, a hundred horrible things happened to her while going along with Luminara's instructions. Barriss still loves Luminara, but she's also a little mad at her and gets burned out just thinking about it all.
Funny you should ask about this now, since I've been working on related stories. A few excerpts are below the cut.
More merrical because I saw this post and I couldn’t get it out of my head
There's not much information given about Barriss and Lyn's relationship, but Rya Kihlstedt was in her early 50s when filming Kenobi, so based on when that takes place she's probably over twenty years older than Barriss. Even if Kihlstedt's age doesn't correspond to the character, I think Lyn was definitely an adult who met Barriss as a teen. It's not certain and I'm not against people shipping them, but with all that in mind, I can't see Lyn as Barriss's bitter ex.
She’s Luminara’s bitter ex.
Tumblr is being weird and I can't add a link to the story like I usually do, but Chapter 2 of Double-Edged Doubt is up. It has Barriss running through all her anti-inquisitor techniques, including nerve-racking psychological warfare and making herself look as adorably sad as possible.
“Where did she go?” Fifth Brother asked. “Steady. Don’t let her take you by surprise.” Nothing happened. “Barriss?” The inquisitors stood there for at least a minute, and nothing happened. “Barriss!” Standing together, they watched and waited for an attack, but saw nothing approach either from around the room or from any of the long, bright hallways. Knowing better than to rely on her eyes, Fourth Sister searched for Barriss, and felt she was close. Under the structural damage left behind by the intruders, lights began flickering, and when the storage room turned dark, Barriss stood a meter in front of Fourth Sister lit only by the glow of the red saber. Not approaching, not doing anything. The cool-colored clothing absorbed the red light, leaving only a vague, dark shape. Under the outline of the hood, a void watched them. The light returned, and Barriss vanished. Once the latest shock wore off, Fifth Brother swung his staff wildly at where Barriss stood, hitting nothing. “How?” Fourth Sister asked through grit teeth. “HOW?!”
I also drew Barriss's mask.
Tumblr is being weird and I can't add a link to the story like I usually do, but Chapter 2 of Double-Edged Doubt is up. It has Barriss running through all her anti-inquisitor techniques, including nerve-racking psychological warfare and making herself look as adorably sad as possible.
“Where did she go?” Fifth Brother asked. “Steady. Don’t let her take you by surprise.” Nothing happened. “Barriss?” The inquisitors stood there for at least a minute, and nothing happened. “Barriss!” Standing together, they watched and waited for an attack, but saw nothing approach either from around the room or from any of the long, bright hallways. Knowing better than to rely on her eyes, Fourth Sister searched for Barriss, and felt she was close. Under the structural damage left behind by the intruders, lights began flickering, and when the storage room turned dark, Barriss stood a meter in front of Fourth Sister lit only by the glow of the red saber. Not approaching, not doing anything. The cool-colored clothing absorbed the red light, leaving only a vague, dark shape. Under the outline of the hood, a void watched them. The light returned, and Barriss vanished. Once the latest shock wore off, Fifth Brother swung his staff wildly at where Barriss stood, hitting nothing. “How?” Fourth Sister asked through grit teeth. “HOW?!”
I also drew Barriss's mask.
Tumblr is being weird and I can't add a link to the story like I usually do, but Chapter 2 of Double-Edged Doubt is up. It has Barriss running through all her anti-inquisitor techniques, including nerve-racking psychological warfare and making herself look as adorably sad as possible.
“Where did she go?” Fifth Brother asked. “Steady. Don’t let her take you by surprise.” Nothing happened. “Barriss?” The inquisitors stood there for at least a minute, and nothing happened. “Barriss!” Standing together, they watched and waited for an attack, but saw nothing approach either from around the room or from any of the long, bright hallways. Knowing better than to rely on her eyes, Fourth Sister searched for Barriss, and felt she was close. Under the structural damage left behind by the intruders, lights began flickering, and when the storage room turned dark, Barriss stood a meter in front of Fourth Sister lit only by the glow of the red saber. Not approaching, not doing anything. The cool-colored clothing absorbed the red light, leaving only a vague, dark shape. Under the outline of the hood, a void watched them. The light returned, and Barriss vanished. Once the latest shock wore off, Fifth Brother swung his staff wildly at where Barriss stood, hitting nothing. “How?” Fourth Sister asked through grit teeth. “HOW?!”
I also drew Barriss's mask.
