Master Aiden Lee Deshra, di Tenebrous Arconae

Elder 2, Clan Arcona, Force Disciple, Mandalorian
289
Total Fiction Activities
127
Regular Fiction
66539 words in 67 activities
Run-Ons
8797 words in 14 posts and 6 activities
Roleplaying
58282 words in 49 activities
Displaying fiction activity reports 101 - 110 of 127 in total
Competition
The Revenge of the Haiku
Textual submission

Skywalker's Demise
Republic now Empire
Darth Vader Arise!

Competition
The Last Haiku
Textual submission

Two years of waiting
A visual masterpiece
Divided we are

Competition
[GJW XII Phase I] Fiction - Multi-Objective Prompt
File submission
What_Ails_Me-.pdf
Textual submission

Objective 2

Competition
Haikuna Matata
Textual submission

Inspired by Lion King - this is my submission for judgement

Can't wait to be king
Little lion cub proclaims
Till Mufasa dies

Competition
[Week 1] Fiction
File submission
The_End.docx
Competition
[Week 1] Poetry (Limerick)
Textual submission

Kylo was trained by Lord Snoke.
Who really was not a nice bloke.
His face looked quite scarred,
Or better yet marred,
Which affected the way that he spoke.

Competition
[Week 2] Poetry
Textual submission

Andrelious' Wife.

Please keep me hidden
She finds me, Imma dead man
Fearful of Kooki.

Competition
APS: Week Four
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We stand above the derelict below
To see them push through the day to day flow

Council on high, power above the rest
Selected by the one who put us to the test

Each member to obey the rules we lay before
At times we are wrong or even shown the door.

Each aspect of this club, the one we understood
We strive to make great this valid brotherhood

We are His Fist, We answer with His Voice
The Dark Council, we sit, the Grandmaster's choice

Competition
APS: Week Three
Textual submission

Aiden Lee, In shadow dwells
Garbed in darkness, blackest night
Silence lingers, quiet yells
Hidden figures, piercing might

Inquisitorious, his loyalty feign
Clan Taldryan, home asunder
Assassin's blood flow in his vein
Dulling eyes filled with no wonder

Traitor, his name, dragged out in mud
Run, Hide, away from the Light
Beaten, Bruised, dripping Blood
Never could he win this fight.