I admit I was in the camp of people who believed that Anna was Carrot's self insert, I also assumed that the whole Anna pretending to be Darth Vader was merely blowing smoke in the faces of the HP cast.. but then.. after reading Bob's post..
I could kinda see Anna as Anakin Skywalker. This was a mistake because with the realization of this angle one's concious memory had to ream the rest of the character's knowledge into place. with a crowbar.
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Imagine if you will Darth Vader sitting in his Hyperbaric Chamber as it swivels shuts and hydralic seals makes the chamber totally soundproof, a soft hiss as his fearsome visage, his helmet unseals and is retracted into the ceiling. Glowpanels illuminate the chamber softly.
Using the force Vader triggers a control and the room if plunged into darkness as the glowrods are suddenly turned off. A few white panels inside retract invisibly to let stereo speakers and a holoprojector emerge from recesses. The holo begins to play the beginning scenes of A Nightmare on Elm Street.
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Darth Vader stands on the bridge of his flagship the Executor. His left hand is fully extended the index finger and thumb an exact inch apart. He is force choking an unfortunate admiral who has failed for the last time.
Around the dying man with a healthy distance between them is the rest of the command staff of Imperial navy, they all look on in silence at the dying man in fear they will be next.
Worse still is that Vader isn't saying anything. He isn't even looking at the dying man as he ends him. Feeling the exact moment the admiral dies. Lord Vader, Lord of the Sith. Right hand to the Emperor himself, turns a full 180 degrees and he sweeps out of the room his cloak swishing and his Helmet deep within the pages of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
The door swishes shut, a perfect model of Imperial efficiency. Through the door the command staff hear a deep voiced cry from beyond the door. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooo! Wormtail Survives!"
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Vader knelt before his master, Emperor Palpatine who was talking to him from his throne aboard the first death star.
"Yes everything is proceeding as I have forese-" the Emperor was saying when suddenly the force ripped and a telephone booth is sitting square in the center of where the his master had occupied just a second ago. There are a pair of shrivelled legs with black shoes on potruding from the side of the base of the phonebooth and a black robe his master liked to wear settled around it.
The phonebooth opened and two people emerged from inside to peer out.
"Dude. I don't think we are in Kansas man."
"You're right dude. I must have hit the asterisk a little to hard," he looks down to see the feet. "and at the wrong time for this dude. Maximum suction."
Breathing sounds emanate from Lord Vader who is still stunned at the turn of events. Why the rebel fleet was due at any second!
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We're definitely playing this game wrong. I thought Vampire was supposed to be a game of personal horror, not about ninja airstrikes
at night.
- A friend after playing a session of Dark Ages Vampire.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away. THERE IS ONLY WAR!
-Same friend.
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Take Your Candle, Go Light Your World.
I could kinda see Anna as Anakin Skywalker. This was a mistake because with the realization of this angle one's concious memory had to ream the rest of the character's knowledge into place. with a crowbar.
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Imagine if you will Darth Vader sitting in his Hyperbaric Chamber as it swivels shuts and hydralic seals makes the chamber totally soundproof, a soft hiss as his fearsome visage, his helmet unseals and is retracted into the ceiling. Glowpanels illuminate the chamber softly.
Using the force Vader triggers a control and the room if plunged into darkness as the glowrods are suddenly turned off. A few white panels inside retract invisibly to let stereo speakers and a holoprojector emerge from recesses. The holo begins to play the beginning scenes of A Nightmare on Elm Street.
-----
Darth Vader stands on the bridge of his flagship the Executor. His left hand is fully extended the index finger and thumb an exact inch apart. He is force choking an unfortunate admiral who has failed for the last time.
Around the dying man with a healthy distance between them is the rest of the command staff of Imperial navy, they all look on in silence at the dying man in fear they will be next.
Worse still is that Vader isn't saying anything. He isn't even looking at the dying man as he ends him. Feeling the exact moment the admiral dies. Lord Vader, Lord of the Sith. Right hand to the Emperor himself, turns a full 180 degrees and he sweeps out of the room his cloak swishing and his Helmet deep within the pages of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
The door swishes shut, a perfect model of Imperial efficiency. Through the door the command staff hear a deep voiced cry from beyond the door. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooo! Wormtail Survives!"
-----
Vader knelt before his master, Emperor Palpatine who was talking to him from his throne aboard the first death star.
"Yes everything is proceeding as I have forese-" the Emperor was saying when suddenly the force ripped and a telephone booth is sitting square in the center of where the his master had occupied just a second ago. There are a pair of shrivelled legs with black shoes on potruding from the side of the base of the phonebooth and a black robe his master liked to wear settled around it.
The phonebooth opened and two people emerged from inside to peer out.
"Dude. I don't think we are in Kansas man."
"You're right dude. I must have hit the asterisk a little to hard," he looks down to see the feet. "and at the wrong time for this dude. Maximum suction."
Breathing sounds emanate from Lord Vader who is still stunned at the turn of events. Why the rebel fleet was due at any second!
_______________________________
We're definitely playing this game wrong. I thought Vampire was supposed to be a game of personal horror, not about ninja airstrikes
at night.
- A friend after playing a session of Dark Ages Vampire.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away. THERE IS ONLY WAR!
-Same friend.
_________________________________
Take Your Candle, Go Light Your World.