In the Sky, and On the Ground
Poe Dameron angled his X-Wing to the left, dodging a blast from a pursuing TIE fighter. Around him, the sky was filled with pandemonium as dog chases played out profusely. He whirled the X-Wing around, destroying the fighter that was chasing after him.
“Commander,” he heard Captain Timara say over the comms, “the TIES keep coming. We need to find a way to destroy those Star Destroyers.”
Poe performed a 360 vertical loop, downing three TIES during the maneuver. “I know. Admiral Sterk’s got that covered with the cannons on the ground. We need to keep the TIES from causing any havoc on the ground. That’s our priority.”
Timara sounded annoyed but she said, “Yes sir.”
An X-Wing plummeted past as it was hit by a TIE. Poe’s lips set in a grim line. The quicker the Resistance dealt the First Order a resounding blow the less Resistance fighters would lose their lives.
“Come on, Pamela,” he whispered. “I’m counting on you.”
Continue reading My Version of The Last Jedi: Chapter Forty-Four
Star Wars: Resistance, the cartoon that a few months ago I was haranguing for its lackluster storytelling week after week. Every once in a while a good episode would arrive that would have me invested but for the most part, I was pretty bored every week. That narrative has long been lost and now I can truly announce that I love this show.
This week’s episode, No Escape: Part 1, is the beginning of a two-part finale and it was just as riveting as one might expect. Here is its synopsis.
Kaz, Neeku, and Torra try to save their friends as the First Order prepares to demonstrate the power of its superweapon.
The stakes were high, the action was suspenseful, and the episode’s chill-inducing conclusion is a perfect way to head into next week’s finale. As the episode played out I found myself thrilled on so many different levels.
Because I’m writing this review today I’ll share some insight on some of the episode’s greatest moments and how I felt about certain developments in context with the story.
Continue reading With One Episode Left, ‘Star Wars: Resistance’ Is Raising the Stakes
General Hux and Captain Phasma stood on the bridge of the Finalizer gazing out at the blueness of hyperspace streaking by. They were practically salivating for their chance to get their hands on the Resistance, all the while knowing that two Star Destroyers had been sent to destroy Luke Skywalker’s dwelling.
And then a monitor in the corner began to beep. An officer standing near it spoke.
“Sir,” General Hux turned, “it seems we’re getting a distress signal from the Overlook.”
“Patch them through,” he said with that posh accent that always grated on Phasma’s nerves.
Her jaw clenched.
Continue reading My Version of The Last Jedi: Chapter Thirty-Six
A New Plan
Captain Phasma stood in General Hux’s quarters, her chrome helmet tucked under one arm, revealing her often hidden features. Blond hair cascaded to her shoulders and her face was beautiful yet harsh. Her blue eyes, hardened with years of having to survive, were focused on the relics sprawled around Brendol Hux’s room.
Hux arrived from around the corner wearing an angry expression. His hands were clasped behind his back and his mouth was set in a perpetual scowl.
“Something wrong, General?” Captain Phasma asked.
“I failed,” he said. “The Resistance got away again!” He turned to her. “How is this possible? What am I continuing to do wrong?!”
He slammed his fists on a table, breathing heavily. Captain Phasma gazed at him with a blank stare.
“They won’t be out of our grasp for long,” she said.
Hux looked at her. “What do you mean?”
Phasma smiled wickedly. “I have a plan.”
Poe seated himself in the cockpit of a blue and white X-Wing, immediately preparing the ship for takeoff.
“Are you ready, buddy?”
BB-8 trilled a response. Poe smiled as he put on his black and orange helmet.
“Then let’s do this.”
He launched the X-Wing forward, turning steeply to the right as he noticed in his peripheral vision four Resistance cruisers heading toward space.
Continue reading My Version of The Last Jedi: Chapter Seven
Storming the Base
Captain Phasma piloted her craft–a modified TIE fighter with chrome finishes on the wings and equipped with even more weapons–through the dense fog surrounding the Resistance base. Surrounding her was her own personal squadron, a slew of TIE fighters whose pilots’ training she had personally overseen.
Through the blanket of white mist covering everything in sight appeared a massive mountain blazing with cannon fire. It was the Resistance base. TIE fighters tried desperately to attack the mountain’s defenses but they were plucked from the sky with ease, tumbling to their deaths in the hidden depths below.
Captain Phasma was disgusted by her army’s lack of understanding of how to destroy the Resistance. Yes, the Resistance was curled up in their little hole like the weaselly rodents that resided on her home planet, Parnassos but like on Parnassos she knew how to expose rodents.
Continue reading My Version of The Last Jedi: Chapter Six