Hey! I made some Christmas Soaps and Bath Fizzies, feel free to check them out!
Hey! I made some Christmas Soaps and Bath Fizzies, feel free to check them out!
More SWTOR! (Star Wars the Old Republic)
Note: The Togruta in the screenshots is Teraalin, my Jedi Consular.
I am going on a writing streak, so I will post stories more frequently.
Chapter 5: Kazak arrives
Pearl looked like she was going to have a heart attack. Or destroy something. Maybe both. While she stood there, frozen (not literally) I looked at my surroundings. It was kind of hard to see because wherever this place was, there was no lighting. Or maybe there was, but I haven’t found the switch yet. Or whatever they used to light stuff in the future. I was so focused on the lighting problem that I barely noticed when Pearl swiped my watch.
“Interesting… Amazing how completely it conforms to your cell structure.” She muttered, pulling the watch away from my wrist.
I wasn’t in a mood to react though. My brain was still processing the events since yesterday. Yesterday, I marveled. Or was it more than a thousand years?
“What’s the date? I whispered loudly. “Shh…Just because we are in a time-dead room doesn’t mean that no one can hear or discover us. And we have the tracking device issue still to deal with.” Pearl frowned. “Besides, I still don’t want to corrupt time completely. Rest assured, this is way past your natural lifespan.”
She poked and prodded my watch more. Was it my imagination or did the room seem brighter? It was now light enough so I could see, and I got up from my uncomfortable position (which was crouching on the floor.) Pearl didn’t prohibit me, most likely because she was still looking at the watch and changing facial expressions from concerned to worried to extremely anxious. The room glowed with light now, and I could see that it was a normal room painted beige and the floor looked like it was made of cement. There was no special light source or anything, the light just was. No furniture, windows or anything. Just floor, light and walls. And a ceiling. And a door which looked like it belonged in the twenty first century. I though the future would look, well, more futuristic.
I asked Pearl about the room and she said it looked that way in your eyes to keep time stable, similar to the fact the watch was stuck on what would look normal to an average 21st century human. “That maybe looks normal to a person who lived in what, 1920?” I replied. “Sorry, I don’t know much about your time. Let me check…”
“I need you to tell every last detail about what happened to you recently.”
“Don’t you know?” I replied.
I caught a glimpse of the watch. No wonder Pearl looked so worried. There was only three options on the watch. Normal (which showed the clock face) Mute (which silenced it, and I guessed Pearl had turned that on, because it hadn’t piped up since, well, when I first arrived. And the last option said, “List Damage.” Pearl angrily stabbed that option, and it continued to recite all of the damage it had taken (silently of course).
“Can I have it?” I asked. “No!” She snarled, but consented soon after. As soon as I touched it, tons of information came, scrawling past. The look on my face of astonishment must have revealed something to her, for she said, “It works for you?”
I nodded my head, but all of a sudden, it shut down. A voice behind me said, “Nice to see you. I had no idea you were friend with her, or at least, one of them. It doesn’t really matter.” I turned around, nearly scared out of my wits. There stood Kazak, with a confident look on his face.
Hey! I just wanted to introduce you to this fun (and hard) writing challege. Basically, the initals stand for National Novel Writing Month, and that is November! You are supposed to write 50,000 words of a fictional sort, and you can start (or as I am doing) continue a novel you are working on. I didn’t get that many last year, but it is a fun challenge to try! It also has some great resources.
Here’s the link: https://nanowrimo.org
So, I really like Star Wars. I also really like film scores and instrumental pieces…Star Wars has tons of really epic sounding tracks, and it was extremely hard picking out just five. Some of these are from the movies, some are from Star Wars video games that I’ve played (but they have really good quality too)
5. The Throne Room (composer: John Williams)
4. Knights of The Old Republic: The Sith/Endar Spire (composer: Jeremy Soule)
3. Star Wars the Old Republic: The Smuggler Theme (Mark Griskey, Gordy Haab, Lennie Moore and Wilbert Roget.)
2. Anakin’s Theme (John Williams)
And my very favorite……Knights of the Old Republic II: The Sith Lords main theme! (Mark Grisky)
The Rebuilt Jedi Enclave:
Bastila Shan’s Theme: (Jeremy Soule)
That’s all! Tell me which ones you liked or other films/video games soundtracks you also enjoy!
Here is where you can find all of the post I’ve written so far. I’ll keep editing it as the story progresses!
Chapter 1: The Watch https://annasumner.wordpress.com/2017/05/11/the-golden-watch-part-i/
Chapter 2: Several Introductions https://annasumner.wordpress.com/2017/05/23/the-golden-watch-part-2/
Chapter 3: Kazak and the Watch try to explain https://annasumner.wordpress.com/2017/09/16/golden-watch-part-three/
Chapter 4: Trapped! https://annasumner.wordpress.com/2017/09/30/the-golden-watch-part-four/
Chapter 5: Kazak Arrives: https://annasumner.wordpress.com/2017/11/03/the-golden-watch-part-5/
Okay, here is where things really get going…
Chapter 4: Trapped!
I was stretched out on the floor somewhere. Every part of my body felt like it was tingling with energy. I sat up, and looked around me. At first, I had a million questions. I was about to get up when my watch flashed these words, “Do not get up.” I gritted my teeth at it, and stood up. It was the one who had sent me here in the first place. I looked around. I was in a polished, gleaming, white room. You could see the sky right through the walls. And then the walls changed to opaque. The room smelled fresh and clean. In a glass case, I saw several strange outfits that looked like a light blue and white high-tech version of a swimsuit. Humming platforms zoomed over my head, and lots of exotic materials were on it. Containers of what resembled blue goo lined the shelf of the wall behind me. Yep, whenever the watch sent me, It was defiantly not in the early 21st century. Most likely. I could be on another planet for all I know. I took in all of this with amazement. Then, I spotted a girl, to the far back of the room, with long light blond hair done up in this weird style with a white ribbon. She turned her face closer and I realized it was Pearl! My gasped must have been too loud, however, for I received a shock from my watch, which showed the words, “We’re doomed.” Pearl concentrated on me. She opened her mouth wide, then shut it tight. “Good, Good.” Said the watch. “She is not going to report us to the supervisor, as she probably plans to exterminate us herself.” Pearl pressed a button near her head and smiled at us, a slow, nervous, smile. “I have a bad feeling about this.” I muttered under my breath. The watch replied, “You’d better.” Then, with a humongous lurch from my stomach, I felt myself distending into a large circular tube.
“Ahhhhh!” I screamed. Immediately I regretted it. If there was anything dangerous here, I had most likely aroused it. The glass doors opened into darkness. I had a sense of foreboding. To my surprise and relief, my watch started glowing. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and suddenly, Pearl jumped out from the shadows. I took a deep breath, and asked, “What are we doing here? What do you want with me?” “You need to leave.” Pearl said bluntly. Then she said, “I’m sorry for being so rude, it’s just that it isn’t safe. To talk. InterTime wants your head.” “Why?” I asked. “Come,” she motioned, and I followed her down a long corridor. She darted into a cubicle and made a hand motion, and the door sealed behind us.
“If this is a trap, I’m going to not tell you anything.” I said, crossing my arms.
“I promise you, this is not a trap. If I wanted to report you to the authorities, I could have done so when you first arrived. It was a miracle that they didn’t spot you in the beginning.” Pearl whispered, her face still full of fear.
“Who?” I asked, although I had a pretty good guess.
“InterTime, of course. You landed straight into their headquarters. Why did you do that?”
“I didn’t do anything!” I denied hotly. “This watch has some sort of tracker system that pulled me here.”
“Tracker system?” She had the same reaction to the two deadly words as Kazak had.
So, that’s all for now! I am probably going to alternate between my story and other every Saturday. So next Saturday I’ll post something different. And the next one after that I’ll post more story.