I, for one, welcome our future Indian-Chinese lesbian cyborg president.
“It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.”
Magic can’t be made safe and it can’t be destroyed.
dragon age: inquisition + companions
so I just finished reading the Thrawn Trilogy and had to do a thing because wow Grand Admiral Thrawn was really great
I really appreciated how he was basically the exact opposite of Vader, yet made an incredibly badass antagonist and by the end I just wanted to see him continue throwing his military prowess against the New Republic and treating his subordinates with reasonable working conditions and holding Art Appreciation Thursdays
WE COULD HAVE HAD IT AALLLLLLL
I mean what even was that ending sure it was fitting but STILL
The Empire is, one must acknowledge, diverse, despite its disdain for the non-human species (and, of course, the Sith are beyond rebuke). I attribute this to the ease with which we appropriate what we need from other, lesser cultures and do not make a pointless show of acceptance as the Republic does. The efficiency of our nation is just one more way we are superior to the slow, shambling beast of burden that is the Republic’s Senate.
However, we have extended an unusual show of trust to our Chiss allies, only to find they have yet to do the same. Save for Hoth, we are not permitted in their territory, cannot learn their language (and if they speak more than one, only the Emperor knows), and know nothing of their ways save that they value efficiency almost as much as we do. This places us at a disadvantage. Unfortunately, they are protected by treaties, and any attempts to coax information out of them results in silence. They are private, both as individuals and as a people, and you can no more learn the names of their colonies than the names of their pet gizka.
I did, however, manage to trick a reaction out of a recent arrival, a young Chiss preparing to enter Intelligence. I had taken him out to a recent site where we disposed of a small group of traitors. It is normal for them to dig their own graves and fall in together, for no traitor deserves to be remembered. He recoiled in horror and said, with more emotion and vehemence than I’ve ever heard in a Chiss voice, “But why do you put them in your soil?”
The disgust was clear. My mistake was in attempting to explain how proper burials were held, for by the time I had finished telling him, he had recovered, and any attempts to understand what they did with their dead went completely ignored.
Who knows what barbaric things they do with their deceased? Though likely disturbing and animal, I am nevertheless curious.
Excerpt from The Chiss: Mysterious Allies or Deceptive Foes? by Tasia Farishni, research division of the Imperial Diplomatic Service
Hope Corgi is my favorite comic book character.