Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Shopping trip with Senator Amidala

I am participating in an intergalactic purchaing excursion with Senator Amidala. You may find the details of this here.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Assault on the Citadel of Hope

The location: The queen of the Galaxy’s Throneworld, in the throne room of the Citadel of Hope.

“We have strange readings 100 metrons South of the Citadel, Sir,” the technician announced from his terminal. “It’s some sort of rift in space, I think…”

Major Rocksun was a leader of the Queen’s elite Strikers. A man whose job was to be the Queen’s bodyguard, trusted aide, liaison and mouthpiece to Her military. Knowledgeable of all the Citadel’s equipment and personnel, he was an elite man among elite men. Still, a man such as him occasionally sees something that he has not before.

“Keep your sensors trained on that site,” the officer looked at the readings. “Find out what’s on the other side of it and who sent it.”

“Yes sir,” the technician’s hands punched up several sequences on his control panel. “I cannot tell where the source of this is. But it appears to be originating from Earth. Still, I am not certain.”

“Do you mean that backwater planet where that gladiator is from?” Rocksun asked. “Do they even have the technology available to bend space like that?”

“I don’t think so, sir,” the tech replied. “Didn’t they just invent fire? Wait! Sensors indicate the warp field is fluctuating. Something’s coming out… Dozens of somethings.”

Dozens of creatures flew through the field, followed by hundreds more. Taking few casualties, they quickly overpowered the soldiers who were first on scene.

Queen Galacta IX regally rose from her throne. “Main screen,” she commanded. Immediately, images of the intruders filled the screen, cutting a swath through the Queen’s troops.

“Pull the troops back, major,” the Queen Instructed. “I’ll not let more of My soldiers die needlessly. These interlopers want Me, let them come.”

“Yes Ma’am,” Major Rocksun was sweating. He could barely take his eyes off the screen to give the order. “All personnel, you are hereby ordered to allow the aggressors to advance. Do not engage. I say again do not engage. Fall back to safe positions and allow them access to the throne room.”

The commando drew his weapons and trained them at the sealed entryway. The technician pulled out his weapon as well.

“It was an honor serving you, Your Majesty,” Major Rocksun said emotionlessly.

“It was an honor for me as well,” the technician said nervously.

“You will not be dying today,” the Queen replied nobly and faced the door. “Get behind me, they will be here shortly.”

The reinforced door shattered into thousands of shards. A seemingly endless amount of the attackers poured through the ruined doorframe. They were instantly met with a powerful fuchsia energy. The savage beings crumbled away, screaming inhumanly as arms and legs were cleaved by the energy.

Still, more of the horde pressed forward and more of the horde was destroyed. Major Rocksun looked down at his weapon, one of the most powerful handguns available and thought of the time he felled a charging ragna’ar with it. That pistol now seemed as powerful as a pea shooter compared to the energy unleashed by the Queen’s fury.

Finally, the assault subsided. The legions who pressed on either blindly or obediently were obliterated wholesale. No more were they attacking, but the rift remained open.

“Amazing…” Major Rocksun couldn’t any other words to say. “It’s just… unbelievable.”

“The warp field is still open,” the technician said after rushing back to his station. “But there’s another opened up right next to it!”

“I have opened another portal,” the Queen explained. “Any of the creatures who come through will be redirected far away from this planet.”

“Prepare for battle!” the officer barked into a comm. “Our destination is Earth.”

“Belay that, Major,” Queen Galacta stopped him with an outstretched arm. “It would do us little good to push that planet further into chaos. We have injured and dead to attend to here.”

“But, my Queen, we cannot let a brazen attack like this go without retaliation,” Major Rocksun objected. “Whoever did this will simply attack again.”

“And she would be foolish if she did so. Gaia has the power of a planet at her disposal, but I have the power of a galaxy.”

Monday, February 27, 2006

An Important Address from The Queen

Greetings citizens of the galaxy, I am pleased to be speaking to you once again.

First, I wanted to give everyone an update on Our struggles against the forces of Galactor the Evil Galactic Overlord. The Joint Chiefs have just informed me that just last week, a mission against one of Galactor’s middle managers was successful. Between last week’s triumph and the recent victory on Planet Hel, much of Galactor’s financial backbone has been crippled.

While I cannot go into details on last week’s accomplishment, I can tell you about the accomplishments on Hel. Galactor’s Edifice of Evil has been annexed by several development corporations and turned into luxury condos. I know that insurgents continue to cause trouble on the planet, but rest assured the military has things well under control. To that I will only add: mission accomplished.

There is one other thing that I wanted to talk about. My advisors have advised me that I am not connecting with the common beings of the galaxy. They have further counseled Me that a personal story would allow people to feel closer to Me.

OK, so here goes, when I was young girl, my father King Galacton IX, was a busy man but he cared for His family very much. Despite the fact that he had sovereignty over the known galaxy, he still wanted to be sure that his little girl had a happy birthday.

I had made it very clear that the only thing that I wanted for My birthday was a Vandorian weissponig. Everyone knows that weissponigs are a very rare, very special animal. They have a beautiful white coat, they are smart and can learn many tricks, and their perspiration can be harvested as a fragrance or for medicinal purposes. Few people can afford to see one, let alone own one.

Again, I made it very clear that the only thing I wanted for My birthday was a weissponig. I was a young girl and I was very boisterous and impetuous and my father said several times that it was impossible to get one. I don’t want to say that I had a fit or anything, but I was very saddened and I let him know it.

He spent many days up to My birthday assuring me that I could never get one, but lo and behold, on that bright morning, when I woke up, there it was lying next to me. It was the most beautiful white little weissponig I’ve ever seen.

I named her Princess and we had lots of fun together. We spent the whole summer running through meadows, sharing picnic lunches and spending every waking minute together. Eventually, fall passed and winter came and then I got a new pair of rocket skates. Everyone knows that a weissponig can’t ice skate, so my time with her decreased.

So that is the story of My first pet. I sometimes wonder whatever happened to her, though I am quite certain that she moved on to a new and happy home.

One final word. I have put Myself on the blogosphere in order to make Myself more accessible and understood in a personal way. If you have any questions, please feel free to leave them here or at My own blog and I assure you they will be answered.

Thank you and have a pleasant day.

Friday, February 10, 2006

Getting a new Spaceship

Sure, I have the Galaxy 1 to travel in, but what if I want something a little smaller and sportier? Sometimes a woman has to travel a great distance to get what she wants.

Ky Diantor is an expert ship designer in a galaxy far, far away. Though there are many fine ship designers in my galaxy, I am considering Ky Diantor for my starship needs.

Of course, my reasons for going to are twofold. The obvious is to get a ship for myself. The second, less obvious, reason is to pave the way for good relations between two galaxies.

I do like this design very much, it is sleek and sexy just like me. I am not so hot on the green color, though.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

The Queen of the Galaxy

Is now on the InterN.E.T.

Some of my advisors feel that I have not been accessible to the common man and woman of this galaxy. Therefore, this Web-based log has been established to reach you.

Thank you