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rejalgarArms still healing up. They hurt more now that I'm calmed down. I'm dictating this while taking a break. Hi there diary, we don't talk often enough.
Trying to think through some more of this force stuff. Force with a big letter, diary, pay attention.
The dark side. Why isn't it?
Right. Got to tell it where the capitals are. Does this thing do context? It has to, because it's putting in punctuation. And a lot more paragraphs than I'd usually use.
The Dark Side, which is annoying to dictate, can't be accessed without using emotion. Or passion, like the thing says. You have to feel something for what you're doing. But turning emotion into power is hard, at least where I'm at right now. It's a lot easier to use other people's emotions. Sometimes.
Sith are hard to grab from. As far as I can tell. Maybe it's because they've already reserved it, somehow. They're not just making it, it's theirs.
But emotions aren't the Dark Side itself, that's just what lets you reach it. So I figure that's why the Dark Side can stick around in a place or an object without needing people. It's already been drawn in, like. You poured water on something. Some of it will run off, but not all of it.
So, does that mean there are places where the Dark Side can? Pool? Or Puddle? Places where it's easier for it to stick around, no matter what kind of emotion has been there or how long it's been.
I'm not actually stoned right now, I just sound like it.
But that might explain why the valley around the tomb felt like that, and why it was hard to latch onto that power. Because I did try, it mostly just felt awful and didn't do much. Maybe if the Dark Side sticks around somewhere, it tries to pull emotions out of minds that wander into it. That's how it got there in the first place, and it hasn't gotten used up, so it needs more to escape or something. Or soak it up. But since people who go into that valley go mad and don't end up doing anything with the emotions they've got, it just builds up more Dark Side there. Or something like that. Haven't thought it all the way through.
Someone's got to have tested that sort of thing before, right? Maybe there's books about it in the library. Probably shouldn't go there right now, it's hard to hide the bandages. I don't have a cloak or anything with big, loose sleeves. Clothes I was wearing are going to need repairs if they're salvageable at all, and so I'm stuck with some more armored stuff I've scrounged up.
Yeah armor is good, but this stuffs red. Not a good red for my skin. Only color they had, at this size or any other.
That reminds me, I should try and find an engineering supply room. They have to have some stuff they keep around for repairs, I can nick stuff to rip seams and maybe cut something into needle shape. Need a thimble too. Maybe a cap for something will work.
Also I'm going to end up working with a lot of reinforced fabrics, so needles might not even make it through. I don't have proper synthweaving equipment here so I can't just join cut edges together.
Glue. If they have repair kits, they have glue. Something that sets up strong and can take some stretch. It'll mean weird layering at the seams, plus some bare edges that will need sealing or paneling over. But this red bullshit has got to stop. And none of this stuff is tailored. I finally got out of prison, I don't want to keep looking like I'm in a jumpsuit.
Or like I'm a sausage. These trousers are just cloth tubes. My legs are too big to make that look good without something else going on. Give me some seams or embroidery or color or something. Tassels, I'd even take tassels at this point.
Oh, back on the subject of needles and putting holes in things, I tried to find out if the medical droids might do piercings. Turns out no. They don't like being asked that. And I'm not trusting anyone around here with sharp stuff near my head. My face is going to keep being naked until I can get out of this place.
So in summary, I guess things might still be Fucallpa but.
That isn't what I said, what the Helisk that?
You know what, I'm keeping that in here. Everything might be Fucallpa to ship, but at least I'm having a good god man time fighting my ducking datapad over whether I'm allowed to swear.
Trying to think through some more of this force stuff. Force with a big letter, diary, pay attention.
The dark side. Why isn't it?
Right. Got to tell it where the capitals are. Does this thing do context? It has to, because it's putting in punctuation. And a lot more paragraphs than I'd usually use.
The Dark Side, which is annoying to dictate, can't be accessed without using emotion. Or passion, like the thing says. You have to feel something for what you're doing. But turning emotion into power is hard, at least where I'm at right now. It's a lot easier to use other people's emotions. Sometimes.
Sith are hard to grab from. As far as I can tell. Maybe it's because they've already reserved it, somehow. They're not just making it, it's theirs.
But emotions aren't the Dark Side itself, that's just what lets you reach it. So I figure that's why the Dark Side can stick around in a place or an object without needing people. It's already been drawn in, like. You poured water on something. Some of it will run off, but not all of it.
So, does that mean there are places where the Dark Side can? Pool? Or Puddle? Places where it's easier for it to stick around, no matter what kind of emotion has been there or how long it's been.
I'm not actually stoned right now, I just sound like it.
But that might explain why the valley around the tomb felt like that, and why it was hard to latch onto that power. Because I did try, it mostly just felt awful and didn't do much. Maybe if the Dark Side sticks around somewhere, it tries to pull emotions out of minds that wander into it. That's how it got there in the first place, and it hasn't gotten used up, so it needs more to escape or something. Or soak it up. But since people who go into that valley go mad and don't end up doing anything with the emotions they've got, it just builds up more Dark Side there. Or something like that. Haven't thought it all the way through.
Someone's got to have tested that sort of thing before, right? Maybe there's books about it in the library. Probably shouldn't go there right now, it's hard to hide the bandages. I don't have a cloak or anything with big, loose sleeves. Clothes I was wearing are going to need repairs if they're salvageable at all, and so I'm stuck with some more armored stuff I've scrounged up.
Yeah armor is good, but this stuffs red. Not a good red for my skin. Only color they had, at this size or any other.
That reminds me, I should try and find an engineering supply room. They have to have some stuff they keep around for repairs, I can nick stuff to rip seams and maybe cut something into needle shape. Need a thimble too. Maybe a cap for something will work.
Also I'm going to end up working with a lot of reinforced fabrics, so needles might not even make it through. I don't have proper synthweaving equipment here so I can't just join cut edges together.
Glue. If they have repair kits, they have glue. Something that sets up strong and can take some stretch. It'll mean weird layering at the seams, plus some bare edges that will need sealing or paneling over. But this red bullshit has got to stop. And none of this stuff is tailored. I finally got out of prison, I don't want to keep looking like I'm in a jumpsuit.
Or like I'm a sausage. These trousers are just cloth tubes. My legs are too big to make that look good without something else going on. Give me some seams or embroidery or color or something. Tassels, I'd even take tassels at this point.
Oh, back on the subject of needles and putting holes in things, I tried to find out if the medical droids might do piercings. Turns out no. They don't like being asked that. And I'm not trusting anyone around here with sharp stuff near my head. My face is going to keep being naked until I can get out of this place.
So in summary, I guess things might still be Fucallpa but.
That isn't what I said, what the Helisk that?
You know what, I'm keeping that in here. Everything might be Fucallpa to ship, but at least I'm having a good god man time fighting my ducking datapad over whether I'm allowed to swear.
