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Title: Darth Maul Earns His Master's Degree
Author: Lilith Sedai
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: none
Author's email: clmckinn@unity.ncsu.edu
Link to story: The Sith Academy (enter and scroll)
Reasons for recommending: Nepotism, ho! I might as well pimp the Sith Academy since I was able to get so many kick-ass writers involved. I'll try to only recommend ones that can be read as standalone pieces. This story will always hold a soft spot in my heart as it was one of the very earliest pieces that someone sent me. I hadn't even conceived of the Sith Academy being an open site at that point, just a place for me to park a few silly stories that I'd written. This story is a work of comic brilliance.
Quote from the story:
Maul stalked into his chair's office. His eyes were a sickly greenish-red hue and he could barely control the caffeine-shakes wracking his lightsaber-hand. His robe reeked of stale coffee and sweat; the last time he'd taken time for a shower was at least four days ago, two days before he destroyed his computer and painstakingly had to re-create all his work. Nevertheless, he'd stuffed himself into an official Jedi suit in an attempt to impress those blasted weaklings.
He staggered, his head buzzing from a combination of bashing it against walls, too much caffeine, and a possible overdose of Smuggler's Choice No-Doze capsules. His condition was none the better for having been forced to spend half of the last two days frantically trying to track down his committee, Qui-Gon Jinn, Yoda, and Mace Windu, and arrange for a place and a time where they could all conveniently meet at once.
"Greetings, young Maul!" Yoda chirped. "Your new chapter I got. Read it I did."
Maul forced himself to smile ingratiatingly. "I... hope you liked it." He felt his teeth grinding and hoped that his Jedi enemies would think the vibrations now shaking the room were only the result of his caffeine-shaky physique rattling against the conference table.
"Like it I did not!" Yoda slapped down the sheaf of papers he held. "Faulty your research is. Flawed are your conclusions. Turgid your prose. Conclude you do that anger gives power. Approve of this I will not!"
And if you like the Sith Academy, you might want to pop over to the Yoda Estrogen Brigade. Come on, you know you want to!
Title: Darth Maul Earns His Master's Degree
Author: Lilith Sedai
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: none
Author's email: clmckinn@unity.ncsu.edu
Link to story: The Sith Academy (enter and scroll)
Reasons for recommending: Nepotism, ho! I might as well pimp the Sith Academy since I was able to get so many kick-ass writers involved. I'll try to only recommend ones that can be read as standalone pieces. This story will always hold a soft spot in my heart as it was one of the very earliest pieces that someone sent me. I hadn't even conceived of the Sith Academy being an open site at that point, just a place for me to park a few silly stories that I'd written. This story is a work of comic brilliance.
Quote from the story:
Maul stalked into his chair's office. His eyes were a sickly greenish-red hue and he could barely control the caffeine-shakes wracking his lightsaber-hand. His robe reeked of stale coffee and sweat; the last time he'd taken time for a shower was at least four days ago, two days before he destroyed his computer and painstakingly had to re-create all his work. Nevertheless, he'd stuffed himself into an official Jedi suit in an attempt to impress those blasted weaklings.
He staggered, his head buzzing from a combination of bashing it against walls, too much caffeine, and a possible overdose of Smuggler's Choice No-Doze capsules. His condition was none the better for having been forced to spend half of the last two days frantically trying to track down his committee, Qui-Gon Jinn, Yoda, and Mace Windu, and arrange for a place and a time where they could all conveniently meet at once.
"Greetings, young Maul!" Yoda chirped. "Your new chapter I got. Read it I did."
Maul forced himself to smile ingratiatingly. "I... hope you liked it." He felt his teeth grinding and hoped that his Jedi enemies would think the vibrations now shaking the room were only the result of his caffeine-shaky physique rattling against the conference table.
"Like it I did not!" Yoda slapped down the sheaf of papers he held. "Faulty your research is. Flawed are your conclusions. Turgid your prose. Conclude you do that anger gives power. Approve of this I will not!"
And if you like the Sith Academy, you might want to pop over to the Yoda Estrogen Brigade. Come on, you know you want to!
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