34 minutes ago, Funk Fu master said:Its an actual spoken line from the book..
So terrible...
What?!?!
Its an actual spoken line!?!
Da crap?
34 minutes ago, Funk Fu master said:Its an actual spoken line from the book..
So terrible...
What?!?!
Its an actual spoken line!?!
Da crap?
On 09/02/2018 at 8:21 PM, Funk Fu master said:Its an actual spoken line from the book..
On 05/02/2018 at 3:24 AM, Funk Fu master said:Yes... Luke Skywalker, first of his name, son of the chosen one, bringer of balance, hero of Yavin, scooter of noodles
On 09/02/2018 at 8:56 PM, DrakonLord said:
Its an actual spoken line!?!
Luke knows nothing about his father at the time, certainly not that he is The Chosen One.
The phrase "noodle scooter" was used, but not the rest of it.
From the context (that Luke is learning telekinesis, has started very small, has closed his eyes while doing so) I thought it was quite entertaining.
The exact scene in question:
"You mean telekinesis?"
"Yep. I can't seem to get the hang of that, but I should be able to. If this power flows through and around everything, then manipulating it and using it to push and pull physical objects has to be part of the deal. For example, when I'm in a fight, it guides my actions - or at least influences my brain to guide my actions. Still, that's a concrete manifestation of its power, not me simply saying that I believe it's there. If it can physically affect me, then it should be able to physically affect other things, as well. And I should be able to make that happen."
"Have you tried?"
"Yeah. I tried to move something small. I went after a little greasy vegetable on Rodia."
"Did you succeed?"
"Failed. Though in my own defense, I was interrupted."
Nakari pulled out a noodle from her bowl and plopped it on the table between us. It lay there like an anemic grassworm. "Fine. Move the noodle."
"What, here?"
"Yes, here. Look at it, Luke. It is utterly lacking in strength, for it has been boiled into complete submission. It's not going to put up a fight. So move it."
"Aw, you're making fun."
"No, you can do it. Force that noodle to scoot over here. I won't interrupt. I'll just make yummy noises and enjoy my dinner." So saying, she shoved an enormous portion into her mouth and moaned. "Oh yeah," she said around the food, a few noodles still dangling past her lips, twitching like tentacles crying for help. "Mmm. Best nerf nuggets ever. I have no idea what you're doing over there because I'm just eating over here. Being kinda gross about it, too."
I cracked a smile, which was probably her intention. There was no pressure, just friendly encouragement. I did feel encouraged, unlike on Rodia, where I had felt almost overwhelmed at the enormity of all I didn't know. But I did know what everyone knows about noodles: They are not very good in contests of wills. Perhaps this single wet noodle was the perfect object on which to begin. And if nothing happened, no big deal, it was just dinner with a new friend.
I relaxed, closed my eyes, stretched out with my mind, felt the Force around me, and found the noodle. I imagined it moving away from me and back to the base of Nakari's carton, a detailed animation in my mind, for perhaps half a minute, and I envisioned the Force flowing in such a way as to make that happen. Nakari's whoop broke my concentration.
"You did it!"
"I did?" I opened my eyes and saw a damp squiggly line where the noodle had originally been resting, while the noodle itself lay in a completely different sine wave a few centimeters away from that position. It hadn't traveled all the way back to her carton as I'd envisioned, but it had undeniably moved.
"Yes, indeed! Look at you, you little noodle scooter!"
"Wait, are you messing with me? Did you move it while my eyes were closed?"
Nakari's brilliant smile disappeared and she reached out with her bandaged hand to cover mine. "No, of course not! I wouldn't do that, Luke. I know this means a lot to you, and I swear you absolutely made that happen. It was a smooth undulation, like a snake taking a tour of the neighborhood."
Despite my disbelief in my own success, I sensed that she was telling the truth - it was an absolute certainty in my mind, as if the Force had run a fact-check for me. I didn't feel that way normally when speaking to people, but maybe my recent connection with the Force had something to do with it. It had everything to do with moving the noodle, the reality and significance of which were finally hitting me. "Incredible. I actually did it."
Nakari's smile returned, a bit smug, and she pointed at me with her eating sticks. "Knew you could."
"Did not."
"Your noodles are getting cold."
"Guess you're right about that."
Despite the loss of a few degrees of heat, those were the best noodles I've ever had. To know that telekinesis was possible - not just for Jedi, but for me - gave me better hope for the future than I had enjoyed for a long time.
1 hour ago, Ironlord said:Luke knows nothing about his father at the time, certainly not that he is The Chosen One.
The phrase "noodle scooter" was used, but not the rest of it.
From the context (that Luke is learning telekinesis, has started very small, has closed his eyes while doing so) I thought it was quite entertaining.
The exact scene in question:
"You mean telekinesis?"
"Yep. I can't seem to get the hang of that, but I should be able to. If this power flows through and around everything, then manipulating it and using it to push and pull physical objects has to be part of the deal. For example, when I'm in a fight, it guides my actions - or at least influences my brain to guide my actions. Still, that's a concrete manifestation of its power, not me simply saying that I believe it's there. If it can physically affect me, then it should be able to physically affect other things, as well. And I should be able to make that happen."
"Have you tried?"
"Yeah. I tried to move something small. I went after a little greasy vegetable on Rodia."
"Did you succeed?"
"Failed. Though in my own defense, I was interrupted."
Nakari pulled out a noodle from her bowl and plopped it on the table between us. It lay there like an anemic grassworm. "Fine. Move the noodle."
"What, here?"
"Yes, here. Look at it, Luke. It is utterly lacking in strength, for it has been boiled into complete submission. It's not going to put up a fight. So move it."
"Aw, you're making fun."
"No, you can do it. Force that noodle to scoot over here. I won't interrupt. I'll just make yummy noises and enjoy my dinner." So saying, she shoved an enormous portion into her mouth and moaned. "Oh yeah," she said around the food, a few noodles still dangling past her lips, twitching like tentacles crying for help. "Mmm. Best nerf nuggets ever. I have no idea what you're doing over there because I'm just eating over here. Being kinda gross about it, too."
I cracked a smile, which was probably her intention. There was no pressure, just friendly encouragement. I did feel encouraged, unlike on Rodia, where I had felt almost overwhelmed at the enormity of all I didn't know. But I did know what everyone knows about noodles: They are not very good in contests of wills. Perhaps this single wet noodle was the perfect object on which to begin. And if nothing happened, no big deal, it was just dinner with a new friend.
I relaxed, closed my eyes, stretched out with my mind, felt the Force around me, and found the noodle. I imagined it moving away from me and back to the base of Nakari's carton, a detailed animation in my mind, for perhaps half a minute, and I envisioned the Force flowing in such a way as to make that happen. Nakari's whoop broke my concentration.
"You did it!"
"I did?" I opened my eyes and saw a damp squiggly line where the noodle had originally been resting, while the noodle itself lay in a completely different sine wave a few centimeters away from that position. It hadn't traveled all the way back to her carton as I'd envisioned, but it had undeniably moved.
"Yes, indeed! Look at you, you little noodle scooter!"
"Wait, are you messing with me? Did you move it while my eyes were closed?"
Nakari's brilliant smile disappeared and she reached out with her bandaged hand to cover mine. "No, of course not! I wouldn't do that, Luke. I know this means a lot to you, and I swear you absolutely made that happen. It was a smooth undulation, like a snake taking a tour of the neighborhood."
Despite my disbelief in my own success, I sensed that she was telling the truth - it was an absolute certainty in my mind, as if the Force had run a fact-check for me. I didn't feel that way normally when speaking to people, but maybe my recent connection with the Force had something to do with it. It had everything to do with moving the noodle, the reality and significance of which were finally hitting me. "Incredible. I actually did it."
Nakari's smile returned, a bit smug, and she pointed at me with her eating sticks. "Knew you could."
"Did not."
"Your noodles are getting cold."
"Guess you're right about that."
Despite the loss of a few degrees of heat, those were the best noodles I've ever had. To know that telekinesis was possible - not just for Jedi, but for me - gave me better hope for the future than I had enjoyed for a long time.
Oh thank god. In context thats alright
17 hours ago, DrakonLord said:Oh thank god. In context thats alright
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Huh I was worried, that wasn't as bad as I feared.