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:: An ongoing episodic story of fan-fic set after Episode VI Return of the Jedi, and inspired by George Lucas' historical draft concepts ::
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Prep for the Ben Kenobi TV show ?
31st August 2020 |
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Fansite MSW has a few reports and speculation on the preparation and initial second unit filming for the upcoming Ben Kenobi TV show. Proposing that shooting will start from September, they note that the prep work is being carried out in the same generic location used for The Mandalorian TV show, and that it is likely to be the second unit and stunt work initially. However, a later report suggests that any principal performers won't arrive until December/January at the earliest.
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In the illustrated virtual edition of Episode VII : Plague of Doom, two worker droids demand to know who Artoo and Threepio are and why they are not being processed on the conveyor below. Artoo quickly reveals the secret armament that Luke Skywalker has installed : two mini lightsabres attached to jointed utility arms !
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| You can see the VE artwork in the 'Kessel' art gallery as well as in the online illustrated story, and you can discuss this in the forum here ! |
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My prose writing for virtual edition Episode X 'The Riddle of the Pirates' has continued, and I have written a scene between Gana and Corsa Solo musing over the implications of the strange - and welcome - appearance by their mother, Leia, during the bandits' attack on Voc Kadow.
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The story as a work-in-progress can be found via the left hand side bar or directly here..... and a sample of the aforementioned scene can be found below....
I've also had the thought that I should return to the virtual edition Episodes VII, VIII, and IX, and review them for the purposes of collating an 'encyclopedia' or 'glossary' of characters and locations, partly as a helpful introductory guide, and partly to benefit my writing of Episode X in the way of further inspiration !
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Gana and Corsa Solo gazed upon the slumbering Wookiee. Soft snores emanated from Chewie’s open muzzle. Bacta medi-packs were strapped to his shoulder and thigh, emergency field kit provided by the local Ellie service. A bandage was wrapped tightly around his head. They were in one of the Ithorian bedrooms in the main ranch ; in the distance came the sounds of the hustle and bustle of repairs.
“Poor Uncle Chewie,” remarked Corsa wistfully.
“Oh, he’ll be alright,” her brother assured her. “You know how indestructible Wookiees are !”
Corsa nodded. “He did brilliantly, though, didn’t he ? Kept his cool, made sure we were safe...”
“Nearly didn’t turn out that way, though, did it ?” said Gana sharply. “Lucky mum came along...”
“Yeahhh...” his sister admitted. They both fell silent, thinking about their mother’s appearance, and how the situation could have played out if she hadn’t have appeared.
“Corssy...” Gana began. “What do you think happened back there ? That really was mum, wasn’t it ??”
“It must have been....”
“So... the rumours were true.... she can travel in the Force and materialise elsewhere...”
Corsa nodded slowly as the magnitude of what her brother was saying sank in. “But she wants to keep it secret... she told us not to tell anyone...”
“But why keep it to herself ?!” her brother went on. “Why not tell everyone, and teach us how to do it ??”
“I don’t know... I imagine it takes great effort... a precise focus.... “
“But imagine what we could do with such a power !” Gana’s eyes were ablaze with excitement. “We could jump around the galaxy, not tied to any old hyperdrive, waving our swords around, and making sure there were no bad guys scaring anyone... like the Tegwuls, here.”
“Yeah...” his sister grudgingly admitted. “What I wouldn’t give to put these nasty pirates and marauders in their place !”
Gana flashed a cheeky grin. “And those pesky Imperials ! Mum is always going on about what Moff Tagge may or may not be up to !”
Corsa laughed. “Listen to yourself !”
“What do you mean ??”
“The history vids tell us how the rebel alliance – the rebellion that mum fought in, remember – were always chipping away at the Imperial machine, who regarded the Alliance as.... as terrorists ! And before you start... yes, the Empire was tyrannical and oppressive, and the rebels truly were freedom fighters .... but from their point of view, they were the establishment, and the rebels were the pesky ones, as you call it.”
Gana regarded his sister coolly, then flashed a disarming grin that had clearly hailed from their father.
“Yeah, you’re right,” he chuckled. “It’s interesting, isn’t it, how the tables can be turned... ?”
“Always in motion is the present, as Master Luke would say,” said Corsa astutely. “And that’s what history is for... to remind us of....”
”... the patterns,” finished Gana, nodding.
They fell silent, and returned their attention to their hirsute friend. Chewie snuffled in his sleep, and tried to turn to his left, but the shoulder wound caused him to wince, and he settled back as he was.
“Poor Chewe...” whispered Corsa.
Gana seemed to have a spark of energy, for he gritted his teeth, and growled, “Mum ought to teach us, you know, sis ! Surely she can be allowed to tell even her own kids !”
A thought struck him. “Hey... perhaps it’s uncle Luke... perhaps Grand Master has forbidden her...”
“Ganny ! No !” Corsa could sense her brother’s rising ire. “If Master Luke knows, then there’ll be a very good reason why it’s being kept secret.”
“And now it’s our secret too...” He flashed his dark eyes at his sister, a new thought in his head. “But if more people knew, then perhaps...”
“Gana, we can’t even tell Klo... !” pleaded Corsa. “We’ve been asked to keep it to ourselves, so that’s what we must do...”
Gana sighed. “Alright,” he said grudgingly. “Yeah... you’re right...”
Chewie rocked his head back and forth, no doubt re-living the battle in his dreamscape.
“Though, if she hadn’t have come,” Gana went on quietly, staring at the Wookiee, “we’d be dead, sis...”
Corsa regarded her brother sombrely.
“I know,” she whispered.
At that moment, there came a flurry of movement in the corridor behind them, and they turned to see Klo Garra bustle at the doorway.
The Ithorian’s voculator clicked. “Hey, you two !” She bobbed her large head. “K2-P8 says the ship is nearly finished. You’ll be able to head home soon !” She swung her attention to their Master. “How is Chewie ?” she asked.
“He’s good,“ Corsa nodded. “Just sleeping off the bacta and the meds...”
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| Nathaniel Reed, 31st August 2020 |
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