I am Darth Morrt from Hungary.
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Articles I am proud of—or soon will be
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Current nominations
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My edit and nomination process
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- Primarily, I check the script of A New Hope and nominate characters, etc. that doesn't have major appearance in later sources. Currently I am at the trooper shot by Leai.
- Secondarily, I nominate small articles that are linked from my existing status articles.
Notably pieces of my collection
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- The Official Star Wars Fact File - English edition
- Star Wars: The National Public Radio Dramatization
- A near-complete collection of Star Wars Miniatures
- A decent collection of Star Wars Customizable Card Game, Young Jedi Collectible Card Game and Jedi Knights Trading Card Game
- A growing collection of Star Wars PocketModel TCG
- Star Wars: Complete Locations
- Star Wars: Complete Cross-Sections
- Star Wars: The Complete Visual Dictionary
- The Essential Atlas
- Dark Forces: Rebel Agent
Current notes
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Desks:
Useful things that I will forget if not written down:
- FTBR for renaming
- delete for speedy deletion
- {Imr} and {WISS}"if the new version of an image doesn't appear, do not upload yet another version. Instead you should ask an administrator to delete the old revision(s) and move the file to a new title to force the cache to purge. (Accomplished by placing {Imr} and {WISS} in the attention field of the file infobox." — Xd1395
- User:Toprawa and Ralltiir/Fact Files
- User:SavageBob/Adaptations
- User:Master Jonathan/Proper use of the comma
- User:Toprawa and Ralltiir/FA Tutorial
- User:Borsk Fey'lya/Fact File index
Current work
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Source by source project: data-collecting from early sources in order of release date :
Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope (novel)/script/film/comic
(portable accessway from Devastator - novel) (passed directly through a restricted system, ignoring numerous warnings and completely disregarding orders to turn about-until it no longer mattered) ("I know that several transmissions were beamed to this vessel by spies within that system. When we traced those transmissions back to the individuals with whom they originated, they had the poor grace to kill themselves before they could be questioned. I want to know what happened to the data they sent you.") ("Send out a wide-band distress signal. Indicate that the Senator's ship encountered an unexpected meteorite cluster it could not avoid. Readings indicate that the shift shields were overridden and the ship was hulled to the point of vacating ninety-five percent of its atmosphere. Inform her father and the Senate that all aboard were killed.")
(If they so wished, only jawas could understand other jawas, for they employed a randomly variable language that drove linguists mad.) (Small insects drifted in clouds about the faces of the jawas, who ignored them. Apparently the tiny individualized plagues were regarded as just a different sort of appendage, like an extra arm or leg. (These are the same jawas who sold Uncle Owen and me Artoo and Threepio. I recognize this one's cloak design.
(A cluster of tired-looking troops marched purposefully up to their Commander and the Dark Lord. Vader eyed them expectantly.)
with sullen prisoners gathered by Imperial troops
antigrav range of Alderaan-approximately six planetary diameters. ("Although, according to the atlas, Alderaan had no moons." He shrugged it off. "Galactic topography was never one of my best subjects. I'm only interested in worlds and moons with customers on them. But I think I can get him before he gets there; he's almost in range." ("The defense systems on Alderaan, despite the Senator's protestations to the contrary, were as strong as any in the Empire. I should conclude that our demonstration was as impressive as it was thorough."
estimate has been deserted for some time. Years, possibly. They are proceeding with an extensive survey of the remainder of the system."
blossom with food plants. This former wasteland would see an eruption of green. (coming harvest - The last of their savings tied up in these droids ("I've got work to do; we've got crops to bring in-even though Uncle Owen could always break down and hire a little extra help.
(Instead of heavy woven cloaks like the jawas wore, the sandpeople wrapped themselves mummylike in endless swathings and bandages and loose bits of cloth.
(They had entered the oldest section of Mos Eisley and consequently the one where the old vices flourished most strongly. (Kenobi pointed and Luke pulled the landspeeder up in front of what appeared to be one of the original spaceport's first block houses. It had been converted into a cantina whose clientele was suggested by the diverse nature of transport parked outside. Some of them Luke recognized, others he had only heard rumors of. The cantina itself, he knew from the design of the building, must lie partially underground.
type he had never seen before.
search of the many service panels. Artoo let out a beep, and Threepio rushed to him. He waited impatiently as the smaller unit plugged the receptive arm carefully into the open socket.
Leader sounded in his ears. "We're passing through their outer shields. Hold tight. Lock down freeze-floating controls and switch your own deflectors on, double front."
visual links between this detention station and elsewhere.
"I said the port wasn't particle-shielded. However, it is completely ray-shielded. That means no energy beams. You'll have to use proton torpedoes." (Dodonna and several other field commanders of the Alliance
do not report in:
no mention in RFD:
metallic confetti of the gun's delicate insides. (It's not too hard. Just takes the right attitude, a set of well-used vocal cords, and a lot of wind.
(The officer who had inspected them appeared to be arguing with several comrades, though at this distance Luke couldn't be sure.
(Threepio paces in front of the cantina as Artoo carries on an electronic conversation with another little red astro-droid.
declared, having to alternately run a couple of steps and then walk to keep pace with the long strides of Darth Vader. The Dark Lord was deep in thought as he strode down one of the battle station's main corridors, trailed by several aides. "The reports are just starting to come in," the Commander went on. "It's only a matter of time before we have those droids." "Send in more men if you have to. Never mind the protests of the planetary Governor-I must have those droids. It's her hope of that data being used against us that is the pillar of her resistance to the mind probes." "I understand, Lord Vader. Until then we must waste our time with Governor Tarkin's foolish plan to break her.")
could operate only when there was a sufficient gravity well to push against-like that of a planet-whereas supralight travel could only take place when a ship was clear of that same gravity. Hence the necessity for the dual-drive system on any extrasystem craft.
(2nd squad arrived with ranking officer and they reported to flight deck above
his arms to ward off a brilliant red flash which gave black space outside the viewport the temporary aspect of the surface of a sun. Kenobi, Solo, and even Chewbacca did likewise, since the proximity of the explosion nearly overrode the phototropic shielding.
Fire Rings of Fornax."
cool draft caressed Luke's face as he studied walls that soared to unseen heights overhead and plunged to fathomless depths below. The service shaft was employed in circulating and recycling the atmosphere of the station.
There came another growl, slightly accusing this time. Solo shrugged. "Tocneppil doesn't count; he wasn't a Corellian. Besides, I was drunk."
pastel high-altitude cloud formations. Here and there the softly lambent atmosphere was molded by cyclonic storms composed of six-hundred-kilometer-per- hour winds which boiled rolling gases up from the Yavinesque troposphere. It was a world of lingering beauty and quick death for any who might try to penetrate to its comparatively small core of frozen liquids.
planet-sized themselves, and of these, three could support humanoid life. Particularly inviting was the satellite designated by the system's discoverers as number four. It shone like an emerald in Yavin's necklace of moons, rich with plant and animal life. But it was not listed among those worlds supporting human settlement. Yavin was located too far from the settled regions of the galaxy. (Whenever dawn broke over moon the fourth, heralding one of its long days, an especially feral chorus of shrieks and weirdly modulated screams would resound through the thick mist.
it appears to be an unshielded shaft that runs directly into the main reactor system powering the station. Since this serves as an emergency outlet for waste heat in the event of reactor over production, its usefulness would be eliminated by particle shielding. A direct hit would initiate a chain reaction that would destroy the station."
second. (Blue assault squadron ("We're starting for the target shaft now, Dutch. Stand by to take over if anything happens." "Check, Red Leader," came the other's reply. "We're going to cross their equatorial axis and try to draw their main fire. May the Force be with you." From the approaching swarm, two squads of fighters broke clear. The X-wing ships dove directly for the bulge of the station, far below, while the Y-ships curved down and northward over its surface. (Two of the tiny craft concentrated on a power terminal. It blew up, throwing lightning-sized electric arcs from the station's innards. Inside, troopers, mechanicals, and equipment were blown in all directions by subsidiary explosions as the effects of the blast traveled back down various conduits and cables. Where the explosion had hulled the station, escaping atmosphere sucked helpless soldiers and droids out into a bottomless black tomb. ("Lord Vader, we count at least thirty of them, of two types. They are so small and quick the fixed guns cannot follow them accurately. They continuously evade the predictors." "Get all TIE crews to their fighters. We'll have to go out after them and destroy them ship by ship." Within numerous hangars red lights began flashing and an insistent alarm started to ring. Ground crews worked frantically to ready ships as flight-suited Imperial pilots grabbed for helmets and packs. ("Squad leaders-attention; squad leaders-attention! We've picked up a new set of signals from the other side of the station. Enemy fighters coming your way." ("Maintain visual scanning," Blue Leader directed. "With all this energy flying, they'll be on top of you before your scope can pick them up. Remember, they can jam every instrument on your ship except your eyes." ("Got him!" Luke murmured. "I've got one! I've got one!" came a less restrained cry of triumph over the open intercom. Luke identified the voice as belonging to a young pilot known as John D. Yes, that was Blue Six chasing another Imperial fighter across the metal landscape. Bolts jumped from the X-wing in steady succession until the TIE fighter blew in half, sending leaflike glittering metal fragments flying in all directions. "Good shooting, Blue Six," the squadron leader commented. Then he added quickly, "Watch out, you've got one on your tail." Within the fighter's cockpit the gleeful smile on the young man's face vanished instantly as he looked around, unable to spot his pursuer. Something flared brightly nearby, so close that his starboard port burst. Then something hit even closer and the interior of the now open cockpit became a mass of flames. "I'm hit, I'm hit!" ("Good shooting, Wedge." That was Biggs again. "Blue Four, I'm going in. Cover me, Porkins." "I'm right with you, Blue Three," came the other pilot's assurance. Biggs leveled them off, then let go with full weaponry. No one ever decided exactly what it was he hit, but the small tower that blew up under his energy bolts was obviously more important than it looked. A series of sequential explosions hopscotched across a large section of the battle station's surface, leaping from one terminal to the next. Biggs had already shot past the area of disturbance, but his companion, following slightly behind, received a full dose of whatever energy was running wild down there. "I've got a problem," Porkins announced. "My converter's running wild." That was an understatement. Every instrument on his control panels had abruptly gone berserk. "Eject-eject, Blue Four," advised Biggs. "Blue Four, do you read?" "I'm okay," Porkins replied. "I can hold her. Give me a little room to run, Biggs." "You're too low," his companion yelled. "Pull up, pull up!" With his instrumentation not providing proper information, and at the altitude he was traveling, Porkins's ship was simple for one of the big, clumsy gun emplacements to track. It did as its designers had intended it should. Porkins's demise was as glorious as it was abrupt. ("Blue boys, this is Blue Leader. Rendezvous at mark six point one. All wings report in." "Blue Leader, this is Blue Ten. I copy." "Blue Two here," Wedge acknowledged. "Coming toward you, Blue Leader." (Luke wait, yellow and green fighting ("Blue Five to Blue pack," Luke ordered, "let's go!" (Several X-wings, Y-wings, and one battered-looking freighter (comic: Blue group: 1-6, 4 dies first from the group (biggs fought with Lt Tono Porkins for long weeks and months (target zero - ds? (Gold beaten off, Red all but annihilated
a sister or wife, or just a friend, with a sharp, passionate kiss.
respiratory shift and compensated properly.
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Timeline
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A New Hope script:
- Tatooine day 1: Tantive IV captured, broken; Luke (18) and Treadwell; Vader enters; Leia and R2 and 3PO; Vader and Antilles; Leia captured; R2 and 3PO, escape pod; Bolvan and Hija; Luke and old woman; ... Toschi Station; Leai and Vader; Escape pod lands; R2 and 3PO split; 3PO captured
- Anhorhead - day: Luke and Biggs
- Rock Canyon - sunset: Artoo cought
- Rock Canyon - sunset: Sandcrawler
- Rock Canyon - day: trooper found the escape pod
Star Wars: The Roleplaying Game, First Edition
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Tedryn Holocron notes
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-at this time, it seems this is a unique device
-at this time: there are one other, or Bnar's is the same as Tedryn's.
-more holocron, more than one gatekeeper
-they are still speaking like there is only an device
-Bnar is the gatekeeper of Tedryn, but Bnar's H can be an other
-one gatekeeper is error, only one holocron by before 40 ABY
-partially based on TEGTC: Bodo built a new, destruction is messy
-Stackpole tries to solve the Bodo/Vodo problem
-retcons TEGTWAT, tries to solve Vodo/Bodo by data-copy
-solves Vodo/Bodo by merging them, bnar's is still in question
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