star wars masks


Masks of the Ren

‘Cause you’re losing your mind and you sleep
In the heart of the lies
within temptation, where is the edge.

Somewhat inspired by the comic Kabuki masks of the Noh.

Set in an alternate Star Wars universe where Snoke holds control of the Outer Rim, a shadowed man with the First Order military at his beck and call. Using his 7 agents known as 'The Ren’ Masked assassins who perform executions and rain destruction under the Lords orders. Kylo Ren is the man’s best agent due to his incredible Force powers. Stolen as a teen from his parents and his memories of who he is caged in the force. He is often sent for alteration, being the strongest in the force his memories slip through.

It is on one occasion he is sent to murder the smuggler Han Solo that Kylo slips and remembers the man, and with warring memories he flees Han in turmoil. He returns to Snoke a failure and at war with old memories. Snoke unable to bind his recollections fully this time (for Kylo has grown too powerful) carves REN into his face so he never forgets who he truly is. Kylo dies for a few minutes, but while drifting he dreams of the life he no longer should remember. His mothers smile, his fathers warm hand on his back and a scowling red head. He goes rogue from the hospital. Snoke sends the Knights after his rogue with directions not to kill but capture. Leia upon hearing from Han their son is alive sends Finn and Rey to find the one man who could always tame Bens hand. The First Orders top generals son Hux. A man who used to be a REN agent himself until a chance encounter with a young Ben opened his mind from the force fog.  It’s a fight to see who will get to Ben first before the knights obtain their top agent and he’s once again lost to the fog of Snokes powers.

At some point(s) in time(s), Link becomes friends with a young woman, Cremia, and her younger sister Romani. If you spend some time alone with Romani, she’ll happily confide to you that her big sister is letting her drink a whole bottle of Chateau Romani, a potent beverage usually reserved for the rite of passage into adulthood. You have to get into a members-only club in a basement and wear a cow mask to drink it, so you know Chateau Romani’s the stuff they usually reserve for adults and their naked painting parties. But Romani is Link’s age, so it’s a mystery as to why she’s being given free rein to knock back the good stuff … until you realize that her sister is intentionally getting her hammered so she won’t feel any pain when the apocalypse hits.

Cremia knows that the world is probably going to end – the Moon’s death mask of a face keeps getting closer and closer to the ground with every passing minute, so it’s a reasonable assumption to make – but little Romani is blissfully ignorant of this, something that can only be explained by how goddamned smashed she is all of the time.

After a while, Romani will ask Link to help her deal with the little problem of aliens abducting their cows. If, like her sister, you decide not to believe this tiny drunkard’s ramblings, the next day you find Cremia sobbing helplessly, as her sister has been abducted herself. Romani does reappear later, but forevermore, she has a thousand-yard stare, speaks in a flat, zombified tone, and twitches uncontrollably every so often in a violent full-body spasm. All you can do is leave her be and hope she can find some peace at the bottom of a milk jug.

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«The black mask, with its slittled forehead and thick, snoutlike breathing apparatus, covered the face of the man he knew as Kylo Ren. Once, he had known the face behind the mask. Once, he has known the man himself. Now, to Lor San Tekka, only the mask was left. Metal instead of a man.»

listen I love this early TFA concept art of young Kylo Ren (then just referred to as the Jedi Killer) 


he is literally dressed like an emo

Confessing to Baze, his friend of so many years, the one from whom he had become inseparable from even in childhood, was a daunting task. But he did it – because love, too, cannot be stopped, can’t be torn away from him, nor would he ever lie to the other. He considered a range of possibilities from the negative (awkwardness, the erosion of their friendship, the unlikely but still frightful disgust) to the positive (acceptance, happiness, maybe even reciprocation). But Chirrut never expected this. Baze doesn’t just reciprocate his feelings; he treasures them, gives them back tenfold, years of pent-up affection spilling out at the first opportunity this poor neglected boy has ever had. Every moment alone, there are Baze’s hands at his shoulder, his waist, his cheek, not quite possessive but appreciative in a way that makes Chirrut’s face go red. It almost hurts, sometimes, to think how completely Baze has been without love his whole life to make him so thankful just to be cared for. Despite the pain that lurks between hugs and kisses taken with shy eyes and hesitant smiles at every single chance, Chirrut catches his tears only once. Baze sleeps with his head on Chirrut’s chest, his body curled close, needy, though innocently – they haven’t even broached the topic of sex yet, both still content with exploring one new feeling at a time. Chirrut has barely drifted off when he feels Baze shudder (doesn’t hear him, there’s nothing to hear) and a moment later senses the dampness on his shirt where Baze hides his eyes.


“Don’t go,” He whispers hoarsely, whether it’s brought on by the remnant of a nightmare or a memory or just one of those worries that seems to plague him constantly. “Please don’t go.”