trick or treat!! I'd love a little guy, thank you for doing this so much!! I'd be very happy with my current blorbo, the seer doom baby Sifo-Dyas, or a Dooku, but anything would be wonderful you're the best ❤️❤️🎃
Happy Halloween!
He seems haunted by something... (Also I REALLY hope this is what he looks like. I used the wookieepedia image for reference but I've literally never seen him sgdfj)
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lichtschwert-kyber-gedöhns please??? i NEED to know what you came up with for that 👀
Okay, "The Lightsaber/Kyber Gedöhns" is actually just an idea for the "Tales from the Temple" series and not yet fully fleshed out.
Similar to Jo experimenting with the lightsaber rifle in your mud universe, it's Sifo-Dyas in the butterfly universe who comes up with - let's say - unconventional ideas.
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In the Hall of Remembrance, the kybers of lightsabers rest, emitting a vibrating hum into the Force for those who know how to listen. Sometimes very quiet, sometimes sad, sometimes strong and sometimes determined, they permeate the stone and mortar of the temple.
Sy often meditates in this hall, which rarely attracts visitors. The cosmic Force is quiet here, like a still pond in a sleeping forest. The boundaries between past, present and future are fluid. An ideal place for someone whose consciousness is often swept away by a torrent of cosmic Force energy. Very relaxing.
Over time, he learns to distinguish the different voices of individual crystals from the harmony. And he learns to understand their melody, their wishes
Many of the old kybers no longer want to fight, many want to rest, but some want to protect. They are ready for new bonds, want to be useful again.
Sifo-Dya's idea: to develop a portable shield made of light energy, based on kyber (Pontit?? -> research) If a crystal harmonizes with a compatible knight, it could give the old kyber a new purpose.
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one for five sentence!
You can't keep faking your death to hide from Yoda.
"You can't keep faking your death to hide from Yoda!," Dooku's voice was low but serious – though with a certain air of exasperation attached that bordered on comical.
He also was wrong, seeing as Sifo-Dyas very much could do exactly that.
Otherwise why would he be standing right here at the edge of the Dathomir Gardens, Guarding-with-capital-G? Cin had been so kind to give him a uniform, after all.
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11:45 pm, i stole his color pallet
he's the walking definition of "free candy" and i love him for that, also i used garrett's hair color for the writing. i made this cuz i love him and i wanted to make something in russian
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Imagining two Followers Of The Apocalypse guards way-too intensely arguing the question "Are The Brotherhood of Steel Problematic?" Saying shit like
Scrawny Guard with a Laser Rifle and Vault Suit: "Well I don't know, they fight the NCR's expansionist tendencies and they DO kind of have a point with the whole "advanced technology is dangerous" thing. I can't imagine they're all bad.."
Guard Trying Way Too Hard to Make Herself Look Like a Cowboy: "you mean the Brotherhood? The Brotherhood of Steel? The one that shoots ghouls on sight? That Brotherhood?"
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Ohhh, could I beg for 6 for the ask game? :D
But of course. As requested, a small excerpt from a WIP.
(Sorry, not from the Sith AU 😁)
It's a section from the third part of the "Butterfly Effect".
I've been tinkering with it for over a year, but somehow the story has gotten completely out of control...
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Smiling, Plagueis picked up the scalpel that Sifo-Dyas had cut himself with a few moments ago. He held it up to the light and looked at it for a moment. Some blood was still on it.
"Interesting creatures, these Midichloriana, aren't they?" the Sith continued in a conversational tone. As if they were sitting together having a nice little chat. "They are a part of the Force and a part of reality. Allow us to influence its energy. Do you know what else they can do?"
Sifo didn't know and didn't want to know. (A fact the Sith was completely indifferent to).
He continued calmly: "I have conducted various experiments in recent years and have achieved some remarkable results. These few drops of your blood, for example, are enough to give me access to your Midichloriana and thus access to your Essence. Remarkable, isn't it?"
Remarkable? Sy became dizzy. Remarkably disturbing was more like it. He didn't need a mirror to notice how his face lost all color. Time to end this. Igniting his sword, he moved into an attack stance.
"Oh, don't. How impolite of you." Plagueis shook his head in amusement, adopting the posture of a crèche master who had caught his charges in a harmless prank. "Do me the pleasure of taking part in a little demonstration."
The Force tugged warningly at his consciousness, but he had no time to act before
Plaguei's fingers closed around the medical blade. Nothing happened for a moment, but then the temperature plummeted even further. The cold crept into his body on invisible spider legs. It seemed to carry nettle poison with it, causing his nerves to flare up. It burned, it hurt. Tears ran down his face.
"This process is not very pleasant, as you can see." The Muun watched pitilessly as his opponent collapsed to his knees. "... and you don't need this anymore, Master Dyas."
To Sifo's horror, his lightsaber twitched and strode towards Damask. What had been his trusted and loyal companion since childhood was changing. The kyber crystal's harmony was changing. This could not be! Dissonances made the hilt vibrate, intensifying the pain in his hand, making his skin clammy with the effort of holding the saber.
Sy was barely able to hold on to it as his trembling body began to strive forward. An invisible power pulled and tugged at him, demanding that he bow down, crawl on all fours to his new master.
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17!
17 turned out to be 'Of Falling Angels And Other Idiots', so you get a bit from chapter 3 (which is around halway written and fully planned lol)
Slumping back, Yan let out a sigh. “Where’s Sifo when you need him?,” he murmured, “He probably would have had three entire visions about it by now, complete with backstories and whatnot.”
A dry cackle came from the Archivist. “Yeah,” she eyed him knowingly, “And you would have had double that amount of panic attacks every time the Force as much as twitched in his direction. Worrywart.”
“Hey!” He raised a finger, but then stopped.
After a second, he let the arm fall back down again. “Ugh,” his voice was a discontent grumble, “I hate this.”
“Jedi do not hate~,” Jocasta, insufferable as ever, singsonged back automatically.
Yan shot her a glacial glare. “This Jedi does. And with a passion. Actually, I’ll be starting a new branch of the Order, one where hating the Force for its shenanigans is not only good and just, but required. The founding members will be me, Rael and Sifo and no amount of Living Force truisms will keep me from this.”
Jocasta just snickered at him. “I’ll buy it when I see it, Yan. After all, to start your own sect with them, you’ll first have to find Rael and Sy.”
Yan threw a packaged ration bar in her direction.
just some fun bickering
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i modeled my favorite baldi mod characters in paint 3d
i tried to make them accurate, what do you all think?
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