Monday, August 15, 2016

Sometimes They Come Back

June 11, 2014

Ben: Wtf is this phoned-in blogshit.

Ben: It’s like you don’t even care about KA IS A WHEEL at all.


September 1, 2014

Ben: Sry I am backpacking across the country and I just don’t have room in my pack for a seventeen-pound tome like THE STAND.

Ben: In Colorado as of this morning.

Ben: Boulder, actually.

Ben: Which is kinda funny

Ben: given my previous comment.



March 7, 2015

Ben: I submitted a link to it as a comment to KA IS A WHEEL didn't you see it?

Ben: I am still on that one about that boy.

Ben: THE [SOMETHING].


October 27, 2015

Ben: The gift of abject disappointment.

Ben: I was the Bulldozer King this whole time.


April 8, 2016

Ben: What's that exotic word for "desert" that Stephen King is really fond of?

Ben: Like "scrapple," but not quite.

Ben: Has it been ten years yet since you handed them to me?


April 15, 2016

Ben: Are you trying to trick me into reading the entire Star Wars EU as an intermission to Dartower?

Ben: Why haven't you uploaded our Ka is a Wheel logs to this site yet?

Me: WE HAVEN'T UPDATED IN TWO YEARS.


July 16, 2016

Ben: Wait hold up, if Roland De Chanel is a black dude then does that mean that Susannah just isn't in the movie at all? Because that would be so rad.


July 25, 2016

Me: I'm tired of killing.

Ben: This would be a really weird message to receive at 1 AM were it from anyone else.

Ben: Anyway it's okay, I'm sure he'll just deflect the bullets with his armor.

Ben: I had a long bus trip recently and I used it as an opportunity to get back into THE TALISMAN.

Ben: We have to skedaddle before DARTOWER: THE FILM is released.

Ben: God I hope you remember your Blogspot password.

Me: just give me the full review right noww and i'll upload it when i rember the word document that has the password in it

Ben: Oh I didn't finish it yet, in fact I'm not even to where I left off the last time I stopped reading it.

Ben: I don't remember exactly where I left off, is the problem so I can't just start wherever, obviously, but I think I'm getting close.

Ben: I can't have gotten far.

Ben: We'll find me, eventually.

Me: this is why they have invented hte boookmkar

Me: ben bengle do you remember when we played alan wake for 24 hours straight

Me: why haven't they made the sequel yet

Me: what the fuck

Ben: Why does it need a sequel?

Ben: Some things in life are just perfect.

Me: how does he get out of the lake

Me: HOW

Ben: It's not a lake.

Ben: IT'S AN OCEAN.

Me: FUCKKkkkk

Me: tbh though the combat got kind of tedious and repetitive after the fifth time you got stranded in the oods for no reason

Ben: Said the shared protagonist of every Stephen King novel.

Me: first comes smiles, then lies, last is gunfire

Ben: Second-to-last is a cheery waltz.


July 26, 2016

Ben: Ah yes, that familiar old feeling of vague unsettledness at Stephen King's perpetual fascination with beautiful young boys.

Ben: I can't help but feel like this entire book could have been reduced to a novella had Jack had the foresight to ask his millionaire mother to charter him a bus.

Me: Did you finish it?

Ben: I've just barely made it past where I originally left off.

Ben: We're forging new ground here.

Me: Are you able to discern any appreciable difference between King's solo writing and his work with a coauthor?

Ben: I think I stopped reading last time because of how stupid the part where he is working at the bar is.

Ben: And this time I was approaching that part like, "wait is this the book with that stupid unnecessarily-disjointed-in-time and utterly meaningless bar narrative, or am I thinking of one of those books about vampires."

Ben: King never writes alone, he's got Jesus as his co-pilot.

Ben: And Saint Peter as his editor.

Ben: And Mother Theresa as his sole female role model.

Me: Is this a line from the books because it seems like something Stephen King would say.

Ben: It's something Stephen King would say about Stephen King in a book written by and starring Stephen King.

Me: Aka SONG OF SUSANNAH.

Ben: King is a strong black woman who don't need no legs.

Me: Amputee Lives Matter.

Ben: Just as long as we're not talking about the film adaptation, anyway.

Ben: Destined to be the best Stephen King film adaptation since that one movie about a storm or something.

Ben: Stephen King's STORM FRONT by Jim Butcher.

Ben: Plot twist: before I can read book seven I must first read all three hundred DRESELDEN FILES books.

Me: It all comes together.

Ben: Jim Butcher was just a pseudonym for Peter Straub.

Me: Did your mom evict all your pumpkins yet?

Ben: I will endeavor to bring them to you soon as soon as I finish this saga.

Ben: The single longest work of fiction in literary history.

Me: According to Stephen King (unsubstantiated).


August 9, 2016

Ben: I'm at the part of the book where King is describing in graphic detail his 12-year-old protagonist's penis.

Me: Did Stephen King write that part or was it the other guy?

Ben: Has to be King, unless P. Straub is also widely renowned for his fascination with little boys.

Ben: Speaking of which, now the little boy has discovered that his super power is to be so beautiful that every older man in the world falls in love with him.

Ben: What the fuck is this book?

Me: I didn't read The Talisman but I remember having similar thoughts reading its sequel, Black House, which features Kirk as the antagonist.

Ben: Antihero.

Me: Regular hero.

Ben: Wait hold up back it up, are you telling me you did not read this book?

Me: I skipped it, I leapfrogged it.

Ben: God damn you, you son of a bitch, and the rest.

Ben: Right here's a passage where our young hero is being tortured by having his balls crushed.

Me: What does this have to do with the Dark Tower?

Ben: That's supposed to be my line.

Ben: Now they're burning his testicles with a lighter.

Ben: I'll never forgive you for this.

Ben: This book is nothing but six hundred pages of boy torture.

Me: In the sequel the boy has become a man so they have to introduce a new boy to torture.

Ben: Is that the final non-Dartower book in the box? I confess I don't have it here with me.

Me:  Yes, after The Talisman it's Song of Susannah, Black House, and then the conclusion.

Ben: Then we have to watch the movie on opening night.

Me: Pre-ordering tickets now.

Ben: And then, at last, we get to start again from the beginning.

Ben: Ka is a wheel, as they say.

Ben: Morgan Sloat opened his mouth and screeched, revealing a row of square bloodstained teeth. "I'll hump your CORPSE!" ~ the primary antagonist of THE TALISMAN to the prepubescent protagonist

Ben: I have finished the book.

Ben: It was, pretty bad.

Ben: Some parts were okay.

Ben: Which is to say, some parts were not intolerable.

Ben: Was this like the first book that he ever wrote?

Ben: Is that why they credit his dumb pen name?

Ben: I will give a more thorough review over fabochat later.

Ben: This is merely my back-of-the-book blurb.

Ben: "Sometimes, it's not as horrible as it usually is." ~ Barn Beagle

Me: I think The Talisman was pre-Dartower but post-'Salem's Lot and The Stand. Two more classics.

Ben: He peaked early.

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Return to Kesh

Lost Tribe of the Sith: Purgatory


Author: John Jackson Miller
Medium: Ebook novella
Publication Date: October 25, 2010 on StarWars.com
Timeline Placement: 3,960 BBY
Series: Lost Tribe of the Sith

We’ve been away more than a thousand years, so it’s probably time we checked in on the stranded Lost Tribe of Sith on the planet Kesh to see how they’re coming along.

After Nida Korsin’s only son died without leaving an heir, the Sith abolished their dynastic system of rule, replacing it with an oligarchical meritocracy. Part of their new social hierarchy saw the implementation of the slave caste, a class of humans subject to the Sith overlords but still above the native purple-skinned Keshiri, the lowest of the low.

One such slave is Jeff of Minnesota, a herbalist hermit who has attracted the attention of 25-year-old Orielle Kitai, a Sith Saber and the daughter of the newest High Lord on the Sith ruling council. None of these goofy ranks matter at all so don’t bother trying to figure out what they mean. Ori has made several trips out to Jeff’s isolated woodland home on her flying uvak in order to procure the best decorative flowers in the tribe, and also to admire Jeff’s well-muscled arms and fantasize about him shoveling mud onto a boat.

Ori’s mother holds an important position on the Sith council; newly promoted to High Lord, her political allegiances are not yet known, making her the tie-breaker when the Sith vote to elect a new Grand Lord to replace Lillia Venn, who is like 100 years old. Things go south for the Kitais just as they were starting to look up, however; during a rake-riding competition to celebrate the Sith holiday Donellan’s Day, the contestant put forth by Ori’s mom tries to assassinate the Grand Lord. He’s immediately killed, but blame falls on the Kitai family. They are kicked out of their estate and demoted to the slave caste.

While Ori’s mother is put to work mucking out the uvak stables, Ori goes on the run before she can be enslaved and have her uvak confiscated. She flies out to Jeff’s farm because she has nowhere else to go. Initially consumed with rage, she plots ways to discover the truth of what happened and restore her family to glory, but Jeff tells her that the whole thing was probably orchestrated by Lillia Venn herself. Knowing that the political factions on the council were planning to install a new Grand Lord, she wiped out their only way of securing a majority vote and used the opportunity to eliminate her other political rivals as well.

Ori realizes that she is doomed to live in squalor, bereft of the life of luxury she has always known. Jeff senses a deeper humanity within her, however, and believes that she is not completely consumed by hate like the other Sith. He allows her to stay with him despite his better judgment, and eventually they screw.

Ori has been out in the hinterlands for about two weeks when the Luzo brothers, minions of the Grand Lord, show up looking for her while Jeff is out hunting. They kill her uvak and confiscate her lightsaber, as slaves are allowed to own neither. After they depart, Ori flies into a rage and destroys Jeff’s garden, and in the process discovers something metal buried beneath a large pile of manure in the barn. She continues digging to uncover a Republic starfighter.

Up in the mountains, Jeff senses Ori’s distress through the Force and rushes back to the farm, where he finds his ship exposed and Ori gone. A former Shadow agent of the Jedi Covenant, Jeff went on the run after the Covenant fell three years ago. Shortly afterward, his starfighter was caught in a meteor shower and crashed on Kesh, where to his horror he discovered the Covenant’s greatest fear come true: the Sith still lived. He had almost completed the repairs to his ship when Ori Kitai came into his life and complicated everything. Now he rushes off to find her, determined to stop her from giving the Sith a way off Kesh, no matter the cost.

Like most of the Lost Tribe stories, this one’s pretty short, clocking in at just about 30 pages. That’s probably for the best, because it allows these characters to hook us with their situation instead of their personalities. There isn’t time to get to know them that well; we’re just shown the gist of who they are and allowed to fill in the details ourselves while the plot carries us along. What’s not interesting about a budding romance between an impoverished slave and a former aristocrat fallen from grace? It’s just long enough and the characters are just fleshed out enough to work.

The final few pages, once Jeff’s secret is revealed, are very tense and suspenseful, and the way this seemingly isolated narrative ties back into the greater affairs of the galaxy is a smart twist. The Old Republic era may have started with Tales of the Jedi, but I like how John Jackson Miller, through Knights of the Old RepublicLost Tribe of the Sith, and later Knight Errant, has basically made it his own, with interconnected narratives spanning almost the entire length of it. I was not expecting the Covenant to show up in this series; the fact that it does, so soon after reading about their botched crusade against Zayne Carrick, was another fun reminder of how continuity can work when it’s done right.

I haven’t talked much about the characters because, as I said, the story is too short to really get into them in any meaty way, but you actually find yourself really liking them and rooting for their relationship, which makes the revelation that Jeff is a Jedi trapped on a planet full of Sith all the more unexpected.

4/5 Death Stars.

Ori Kitai, another 25-year-old QT in the EU.

Lost Tribe of the Sith: Sentinel

Author: John Jackson Miller
Medium: Ebook novella
Publication Date: February 21, 2011 on StarWars.com
Timeline Placement: 3,960 – 3,959 BBY
Series: Lost Tribe of the Sith

Jeff of Minnesota sits in a Keshiri bar, trying to get drunk on sparkling water. “I think . . . I might have ruined my life,” he tells the bartender. “Sounds like you met a woman,” the bartender observes.

Jeff has been unable to track down Orielle Kitai, the Sith girl who has discovered that he is a Jedi Knight stranded on a planet full of Sith, and who he also kind of has a thing for. Knowing she must be headed for the Sith capital of Tahv, Jeff resolves to hunt for her there, despite how ill the concentrated psychic malevolence of all the Sith makes him.

Ori meets with her mother and tells her that she has discovered a way off the planet but because she’s just a kid she doesn’t know what she’s doing. Her mom tells her which Sith High Lords she has to talk to to trade Jeff’s ship in exchange for their family’s reinstatement in the aristocracy. After doing this, she heads up to the rooftops of Tahv to steal an uvak, the giant flying lizards ridden by the Sith, where she runs into Jeff. They have a brief lightsaber duel in a fountain, ending when Ori drops her weapon in the water and can’t find it, which is awesome. This is easily the best lightsaber fight we’ve seen so far because both fighters are so incompetent. It’s great.

Jeff appeals to Ori’s better nature and through the power of love he’s able to convince her to give up on her dreams of galactic domination. Which is fine, you know, whatever. They team up and head back to Jeff’s farm, hoping to give the Sith Jeff’s blasters so they will go home without noticing the spaceship in the barn. Jeff hides in the woods while Ori goes to meet the High Lords, only to discover that Grand Lord Lillia Venn herself has come out to see the ship. It turns out that Ori’s mom has betrayed her, as the Sith are wont to do, in return for not having to shovel lizard crap anymore.

Ori is taken prisoner by the Sith guards while Lillia Venn climbs into the starfighter and somehow figures out how to turn it on. Suddenly Jeff comes running out of the woods, grabbing his blasters with the Force and gunning down the Sith holding Ori captive. The remaining Sith get their lightsabers out but because no one on Kesh has deflected a blaster bolt in a thousand years they are unable to defend themselves, which is a cool detail. Jeff grabs Ori and they make a run for it while the starfighter rises into the air.

“She won’t even need us to sever the moorings,” one of the Luzo brothers observes.

“Moorings?” asks the other, and looks down to see two cables running from the bottom of the fighter into the pile of uvak manure. He goes, “Oh, sh—” and then the cables snap, triggering the proton torpedo booby trap buried under the ship. The fertilizer ignites and the whole barn goes up in a ball of fire that consumes the remaining Sith along with Jeff’s starfighter.

Later, we find Jeff and Ori constructing a hut deep in the forest, where the canopy is too thick for any uvak-riders to find them. Each of them has lost everything, except for the other. The only remnants Jeff has left of his old life are his lightsaber and the transmitter from his ship. The atmosphere of Kesh prevents him from sending any messages out, but he has occasionally been able to hear transmissions from the broader galaxy. Eight weeks after the loss of his ship, he receives a warning that makes him realize he can never go home again.

“The Jedi are at war with one another,” he tells Ori. “A Jedi named Revan. When I lived there, Revan was like us—trying to rally the Jedi against a great enemy. From the sound of it, something’s gone wrong. The Jedi Order has split. It’s at war with itself.”

Jeff blames the Covenant for this. They were the first to divide the Jedi into sects, and now they are so divided the galaxy can’t trust any of them anymore. He decides that, if the Jedi have been corrupted and the galaxy is again at war, exposing them to an entire planet full of Sith is the last thing he wants to do. He smashes his transmitter, sacrificing his last chance of rescue or escape to protect the galaxy. He and Ori will build a new life here in the hinterlands of Kesh, free at last from the shackles of who they used to be. “The cords were cut. It was time to live.”

I didn’t like this one quite as much as Purgatory because that element of surprise and revelation, while still there in the form of the intercepted transmission about Revan, wasn’t quite as strong this time. Jeff being a Jedi was something I didn’t see coming at all, whereas the news about the Jedi schism, while unexpected, wasn’t as shocking since a connection to major events outside of Kesh had already been established.

It was still pretty good, though. The characters, although not much more sketched out than they were before, are still likable and make you want to root for both of them even though they start off with opposite goals and you know both of them can’t succeed. The battle in the fountain was a particular highlight, as I noted before, because Ori is unbelievably sucky at saber-fighting and Jeff’s heart just isn’t in it, resulting in one of the most entertainingly pathetic lightsaber duels of all time.

It makes no sense to me that a Sith society has lasted this long since it seems like they’re all always trying to kill each other. That said, it was great to see Grand Lord Lillia Venn’s own treachery come around to literally blow up in her face. Miller could have done a bit more to sell Ori’s abrupt abandonment of the Sith ways, but it was set up enough in the previous story through the time she spent on Jeff’s farm and Jeff’s perceptions of her that it didn’t take me out of the story or make me roll my eyes in embarrassment or anything.

I suppose it’s the mark of a good story that I really wish we had more time to spend with Ori and Jeff, to watch their relationship evolve in greater detail and see what happens to them next, but these two stories are all we get. After 50+ issues of KotOR, I guess I’ve gotten used to characters sticking around for a while.

Oh well, 4/5 Death Stars, now get this crap out of here. Didn’t you hear what Jeff said? The Jedi Civil War’s already begun!

Monday, June 13, 2016

Zayne Carrick Lives—and so Does Our Bad Luck!

The Secret Journal of Doctor Demagol

Author: John Jackson Miller
Medium: Short Story
Publication Date: April 2010 on StarWars.com (republished on Unbound Worlds)
Timeline Placement: 3,964 – 3,963 BBY

This first-person series of journal entries spans the entire run of the Knights of the Old Republic comic and retells many scenes from Demagol’s point of view, in addition to revealing what he was up to while off-screen. Unlike the previous two KotOR shorts, “Labor Pains” and “Interference,” which didn’t really bring much to the table beyond being fun diversions, this story offers new insights on Demagol’s behavior and thought process while disguised as Rohlan and alleviates the lack of overt characterization caused by his subterfuge.

There are a few points of interest that change things we thought we knew from the comics. When Demagol calls up Mandalore to invite him to Adasca’s auction, he lets him know who he really is instead of sticking to the Rohlan disguise. So when Mandalore gives him the new suit of armor that Demagol promptly throws away, it adds kind of a little comedic twist on the scene. I guess not really though.

There’s also a line where Demagol muses how Squint would be lucky to leave his laboratory with nothing more than an elongated spine. I’m not sure if this is supposed to be an explanation on Miller’s part for why Malak is so much taller in the videogame than in the comic or just a callback to Alek’s joke in Flashpoint about being a little taller after getting off the torture rack.

At this point I don’t care, however. The best thing about this story is getting inside Demagol’s head and basically revisiting the entire series from his point of view. In that way it serves both as sort of a “greatest hits” and as an overdue exploration of a major character who we didn’t realize was a major character until shortly before he died. It’s a cool narrative device and Demagol gets a lot of great funny and/or evil lines. “It is a wonder anyone is ever born.”

4/5 Death Stars, an acceptable coda to the series.

Knights of the Old Republic: War

Author: John Jackson Miller
Artist: Andrea Mutti
Medium: Comic
Publication Date: January – May 2012
Timeline Placement: 3,962 BBY

John Jackson Miller’s intent for Knights of the Old Republic originally encompassed three distinct story arcs. In the first, Zayne Carrick was a fugitive from injustice, framed by his teachers for the murders of his fellow Padawans and on a quest to clear his name, all set against the backdrop of the opening salvos of the Mandalorian Wars. In the second, Zayne was a freelance do-gooder who traveled around righting wrongs that escaped the Republic’s notice, culminating with helping Jarael overcome the past she was running from and vanquish the evil she was once a part of.

The third arc was to shift focus, foregrounding the ongoing war and throwing Zayne into the role of a hapless soldier, left adrift without his friends to bail him out of trouble. I’ve remarked several times throughout these reviews that the story arcs more involved with the macro-conflict of the Mandalorian Wars, like Flashpoint and Days of Fear, were some of my favorites, so making the war the central plot of the series instead of something Zayne happened to stumble into from time to time could potentially have been a very cool narrative shift.

So of course Dark Horse canceled the series for no reason right before it was going to happen.

I should note that I’m not overly bitter about this because KotOR already had a long run and Demon wrapped things up so well. As nice as it would have been to see Zayne’s continuing adventures go on for another 20-30 issues, the fact that we missed out on a series set during the Mandalorian Wars actually being about the Mandalorian Wars isn’t my biggest complaint here. It’s that if they weren’t going to let John Jackson Miller do it the way he wanted, they shouldn’t have done it at all.

Because War kind of sucks. Like a lot.

Shortly after the events of KotOR #50, Zayne’s family moved from Dantooine back to their homeworld of Phaeda. Zayne attempted to visit them but immediately upon setting foot on the planet he was drafted by the Republic. He’s now under the command of Dallan Morvis, Saul Karath’s henchman from the main series. Zayne is the worst soldier ever, though. He refuses to carry a gun or kill anybody, so instead of court-martialing him or making him a support staff member or just allowing him to refuse to serve on the grounds that he’s a pacifist, they just let him carry his lightsaber and run around the battlefield doing whatever.

No wonder the Republic’s losing this war.

The Jedi Master working with Morvis’s detachment is former High Councillor Dorjander Kace, but in a twist that no one could have seen coming, Kace and his three Charlie’s Angels Jedi associates (if Charlie’s Angels were weird-looking alien chicks) betray Zayne and the others to the Mandalorians. Zayne, Morvis, and the rest are pressed into service as Neo-Crusaders under the command of Kace, who uses the captured Republic frigate Reciprocity to infiltrate and take over Republic installations.

Zayne still refuses to fight, however. You’d think the Mandalorians would just shoot him for cowardice and move on, but for some reason both sides are really intent on sabotaging themselves by forcing an unpredictable element into volatile combat situations. Zayne tries his best to save lives by disarming the outnumbered Republic soldiers with his lightsaber, but somehow he’s unable to foresee that the Mandalorians would just shoot them all anyway. It’s like they’re in a war or something!

Despite his inappropriate and inopportune moral dilemma, Zayne has made an ally of Koblus Sornell, the Mandalorian communications officer we briefly met in “Interference,” by saving her and her son from Morvis’s troops before they were captured. Who didn’t want to see her again, right? He persuades her to send a message to Gryph’s Coruscant eatery. Gryph answers the phone wearing a top hat, which would be a great image if the art weren’t so lackluster. The cameo only lasts a single page, but seeing Gryph’s flourishing restaurant business, along with Elbee (looking depressed as ever) and Slyssk in the background, is like looking through a window onto a more entertaining story.

Gryph reads up on Dorjander Kace and gives Zayne the skinny on his history. Kace was captured by the Mandalorians during the Great Sith War and apparently went native while in their company. When Revan dragged the Jedi into the new war, Kace saw an opportunity to even the odds for his adopted people by bringing Force-users over to their side as well. Zayne realizes that he plans to attack the Jedi Enclave on Dantooine and induct all the students there into the Mandalorian forces.

He persuades Sornell to turn a blind eye to his activities, because splitting up families and harming children is anathema to Mandalorian culture apparently (I wonder how many children were on Serroco and Cathar). Using bile rat stew to make it look like his and his fellow escapees’ brains are leaking out of their heads, Zayne hijacks a Mandalorian dreadnought and makes a beeline for Dantooine, where Kace’s Mandalorian Knights have already subdued the Jedi instructors (including KotOR NPC Zhar Lestin in his first speaking role of the series) and rounded up the children.

Disguised as Mandalorians, Zayne and the others are almost able to con the Jedi turncoats into allowing the students to go with them while the Mandalorian Knights go off on a mission for Mandalore, but in one of the comic’s few humorous bits, Morvis accidentally gives them away and Zayne slaps himself on his armored forehead, unable to withstand the stupidity. (I know how he feels.) Zayne blows up their stolen Mandalorian landing craft, however, buying enough time for Morvis to escape with the students in Reciprocity while he duels Dorjander Kace.

Kace is about to kill him when Sornell shows up and pulls a gun on the Mandalorian Knight, telling him that his backup troops aren’t coming. Despite Mandalore the Ultimate’s orders, they’re refusing to have anything more to do with Jedi magic after the “Jedi brain fever” they witnessed among the crew who stole their dreadnought. Superstition wins out against pragmatism, just like always.

Kace refuses to back down, however, even if he has to kill Zayne and Sornell both. But Sornell informs him that she is pregnant, and Zayne reminds Kace of his own pregnant Mandalorian wife who was killed by a Jedi during the war. “Perhaps . . . perhaps this wasn’t the way,” he admits. He relents and is taken into custody by the Dantooine Masters.

“When you were a pupil here,” Zhar Lestin confesses to Zayne, “I never thought you would become a Jedi. I see now that I was right—you seem to have become something more.”

Dorjander Kace is taken to stand trial in the same chamber where Demagol didn’t. He talks for nine hours about how corrupt the Republic and the Jedi are. “I think they’re going to have to come up with something else for the next Jedi who goes wrong,” comments Zayne. Oh we know they will!

Zayne finally makes it to Phaeda to see his family and finds his sisters showing embarrassing baby pictures to Jarael. “So what am I supposed to be, the big reward at the end of your story?” she asks. Well . . . yeah.

Zayne joins the Republic Navy as a special diplomatic agent attached to Captain Morvis’s command, a job he describes as being the crew’s “official conscience.” “And the fight goes on . . .” promises the concluding textbox as the Reciprocity sails off to meet the Mandalorian forces. That may be true, but we’re not going along for the ride.

All right, this is kind of cool I guess.

Meditations

Going from Demon to War is like playing the expansion pack Dragon Age Origins: Awakening immediately after finishing the main game. Sure, the setting and the main character are the same, but without the party of companions you’ve gotten to know and love over the course of the adventure, who cares? It turns out that, without Gryph and Jarael around to play off of, Zayne isn’t all that compelling a character.

His Batman-esque refusal to take a life, an endearing trait when he was an independent agent contending with various foes on the fringes of the Republic, just comes off really annoying when he’s a soldier. The frontline is no place for your conscientious objection, Zayne. You’re going to get someone killed trying to force your ethics down their throat. I lost track of how many times he tells someone, on both the Republic and Mandalorian sides, “you don’t have to do this.” It’s a war for cultural survival between two irreconcilably different civilizations, you twit; if you’re not going to fight, just mind-trick the draft board and walk away.

But despite everything he has to go through in this book to get back to his girlfriend and family, in the end he decides that the armed forces is the best place for him to be after all. I don’t know if the author was planning on writing more tales about Zayne’s military service that never materialized because of the Disney buyout and reboot, but this is a pretty crummy place to end the story. It undoes all the resolution from the end of Demon in favor of a new status quo that doesn’t even fit with the themes and characters of the main series. Zayne Carrick is a nice guy who helps people who are down on their luck like he once was. That’s what he was doing at the end of issue 50, and that’s what we should have left him to do once the story was done.

Also the art blows chunks. The only cool-looking character is a Togorian Mandalorian named Kra’ake. Everyone else looks so beady-eyed and ugly. Zayne doesn’t even look like Zayne. You know, I take back every negative thing I ever said about Brian Ching’s art. It’s fantastic. It’s no Dustin Weaver, but it’s still fantastic. Please bring him back to redraw this comic.

Actually just don’t make this comic at all. Everything about it is redundant, unnecessary, and pointless. A good story always leaves you wanting more rather than knowing too much.

1/5 Death Stars. Truly disappointing.

Knights of the Old Republic Series Retrospective

We’ve now reached the end of the Knights of the Old Republic series. After 56 comic issues and three short stories, the story of Zayne Carrick, Marn Hierogryph, “the fierce warrior woman” Jarael, and all their wacky friends is at an end. So was the journey worth all the time it took? In a word, yes. Like I said way back in my review of the first arc of the series, Commencement, John Jackson Miller’s Knights of the Old Republic is a pretty good Star Wars comic overall, so there’s only so much to snark about.

Most complaints I have about this series involve downturns in the artwork, contradictions and inconsistencies with the videogames, and the occasional boring subplot. And also, I guess, not knowing where to stop (see above). Taken as a whole, however, this series probably stands as one of the EU’s best, if not at being literature then at being Star Wars. It’s a distinction that will become clearer the farther down the rabbit hole we find ourselves.

FlashpointDays of Fear, Knights of SufferingVindication, and Demon all stick out in my mind as fantastic arcs, while  Commencement,  Homecoming,  Exalted, Turnabout,  Faithful Execution,  and Destroyer are all quality additions as well. The space slug subplot, Vector, and the first half of the Crucible arc are the major low points, but despite all the criticisms I’ve made along the way, if you’re looking for light-hearted adventures with fun characters set in one of the coolest eras of the Star Wars universe, you really can’t go wrong with this series. Just stop reading before you get to War; it is not worth it.

But now that the series is done, and ended on a less conclusive and satisfactory note than we might have hoped, what became of that diverse cast of memorable characters we got to know over those 56 issues and three (well, at least two) short stories?


Saul Karath and Dallan Morvis were eventually married, but their partnership ended prematurely after Morvis shaved his mustache and Karath not only failed to notice, but, when pressed, insisted that Morvis had never even had a mustache to begin with.


Cassus Fett sparred with Revan and Malak at the Battle of Jaga’s Cluster, where he murdered a Republic fleet captain in hand-to-hand combat and became the most wanted man in the galaxy for consistently wearing battle armor that looked nothing like the armor he was famous for.

After being placed on academic probation following complaints of wanton destruction of property and inappropriate sexual conduct, Mandalore the Ultimate and the bros of Sigma Chi decided to throw one last LAN party before they were kicked off campus. He eventually met his end at Malachor V in a tragic accident with a beerzooka.

Shel Jelavan continued to serve as Senator Goravvus’s intern until allegations of workplace misconduct put a premature end to his political career. Shel became a pop culture celebrity due to her role in the scandal but eventually retired from the public spotlight to design her own line of handbags.

Dr. Gorman Vandrayk continued living among the space slugs, and was eventually crowned their king. The ceremony was somewhat confusing due to the space slugs’ lack of hands, crowns, language, and any concept of formal society. He never went camping a day in his life.

T1-LB moved into the basement of Goodvalor’s Little Bivoli, where he sat staring morosely at the same spot on the floor until all his friends forgot he was alive. He’d never been happier.

Rohlan Dyre kept his promise to Cassus Fett and did not reveal that “the Questioner” was still alive and well. He refused to abandon his investigation into the origin of the Mandalorian Wars, however, and eventually uncovered the truth: that all along Mandalore the Ultimate had been a pawn of EA Games used to promote their upcoming MMO. He currently appears as Vic Sage at conventions.

Demagol is fucking dead.

Irritated at not being being asked to return for the series’s second story arc, Del and Dob Moomo embarked on a galaxy-wide shooting rampage that killed no one. Satisfied that they’d made their point, they returned to their life of bounty hunting aboard the Moomo Williwaw, their reputations improbably better than ever. Del is the proud father of twelve bombs, all of them named Brabwa.


Slyssk became an Internet meme and parlayed his newfound fame into a reality dating show on VH1. Called Scales of Love, it was canceled after only one season when some ancestral instinct in his reptilian forebrain overrode his gentle nature and caused him to devour the winning contestant live on camera. He currently stars in the reality cooking competition Hell’s Kitchen on Fox.


Marn “Gryph” Hierogryph, alias Baron Hieromarn, Remulus Horne, Professor Gryphomarn, Donald J. Trump, and Bulgryph Mandrake, continued to manage his restaurant franchise until it became apparent that he had no idea what he was doing. Goodvalor’s was eventually shut down for 170,000 health code violations, but by that point Gryph had already made his fortune and retired to operate a men’s clothing warehouse and party costume emporium. One of his aliases has been named the richest sentient being in the galaxy by Space Forbes every year since.


Zayne and Jarael went on to have many more misadventures together, beginning with Zayne’s desertion from the Republic Navy when Captain Dallan Morvis was driven mad by his crew’s insistence that he had never had a mustache. Each new adventure somehow seemed to involve Jarael dressing in slutty costumes and getting kidnapped by crazed stalkers, while Zayne saved the day by flailing around being ineffectual and getting beaten up. In essence, they were the perfect couple, and they lived happily ever after (more or less), until the end of their days.

And of course Malak and Carth Onasi kept very, very busy. But that’s another story.

Monday, June 6, 2016

All Good Things…

Knights of the Old Republic #47–50: Demon

Author: John Jackson Miller
Artist: Brian Ching
Medium: Comic
Publication Date: November 2009 – February 2010
Timeline Placement: 3,963 BBY
Series: Knights of the Old Republic

“‘Forever’ is a word for children.”

—Master Kan, Kung Fu

We open with a flashback to the Sith War, when Exar Kun fought and killed Vodo Siosk-Baas on the floor of the Senate chamber. Since then, the chamber has fallen out of use, replaced by a more modern venue (probably the one from the prequels with the floating pods), but the old Senate hall is still the site of important show trials, such as that of Mandalorian mad scientist Demagol, who as I’m sure you’ve all figured out by now is actually Rohlan Dyre. The real Demagol has been impersonating Rohlan and traveling with Zayne Carrick all this time. Whoops!

After their breakup in the last comic, Zayne and Jarael have gone their separate ways. He, Gryph, Slyssk, and Elbee have come to Coruscant for Demagol’s trial, while she and “Rohlan” have gone off together on their own journey. The gang runs into Malak, who’s also in town for the big event. Although he’s disappointed not to see Jarael, Malak confides that he knew she and Zayne wouldn’t make it (“No offense, bro”). Mostly though he’s just excited to finally denounce the man who made him lose his hair.

Zayne tells Elbee that he should stop being so existentially morose because with Rohlan gone, they no longer have to travel with the Mandalorian who once shut a door on his hand. Elbee’s like, “Oh that’s not the same guy.” Zayne’s like, “What?” There follows a series of flashbacks to all the hints and clues the series dropped that Rohlan wasn’t who he claimed to be, like the end of a Saw movie. Zayne’s like, “Wtf, Elbee, why didn’t you tell us this before?!” Elbee’s like, “I didn’t really feel like it.”

In court, Malak is testifying about what a douche Demagol is. Rohlan’s like “Stop calling me that!” and bursts out of his restraints like a badass. Overjoyed at the chance to flex his muscles, Malak Force-flings him into a wall, declaring that the Jedi will save the Republic and destroy the Mandalorians once and for all. “This—this is your secret, isn’t it?” says Rohlan. “You can’t beat us in a fair fight! That’s the way you like it, Jedi—isn’t it? So save your Republic—but who’ll save the Republic from you?”

The crowd starts getting out of hand so two Republic security guards rush Rohlagol out the back door and into a speeder, then take off their hats to reveal that they are in fact Zayne and Gryph and they’ve come to bust out their friend in the most effortless jailbreak in history. “Sorry that we didn’t notice Demagol drugged you, switched places with you, left you in a coma for a year, and sent you off to be tried and executed in his place,” says Zayne.

Meanwhile, the Jedi introduced to us as Squint, later called Alek, now known as Malak, is unaware of A) the fact that Demagol wasn’t actually Demagol, B) the fact that his friends were involved in Demagol’s escape, and C) most facts in general. Most of all, he’s furious that the Mandalorian who made him lose his hair has gotten away. “You’re all a bunch of incompetent clowns!” he rages. “Demagol never got back to lockup! You know who we’re looking for—stop every vehicle you find! I don’t care about rights or jurisdiction—there’s a monster on the loose!” The next time we see him, he’ll be the Dark Lord of the Sith.

Demagol, who Jarael still thinks is Rohlan, says, “Hey, I’ve got an idea. Remember all the kids you went to school with when you were a little kid who were taken by the Crucible at the same time you were? Let’s go find them! What a time we’ll have!” He takes off his helmet, revealing the face of Jarael’s childhood mentor, the Zeltron professor Antos Wyrick.

He explains that he’s been searching for her and her fellow students, and Jarael, overjoyed to see her old teacher again, asks if that’s why he kept running off from the Mandalorians. Demagol’s like, “Er, yeah, that was me! I was totally Rohlan all along, or something, even before we switched places. I mean—what?”

“Pay no attention to my incongruous behavior!”

They head for the planet Osadia, Jarael’s birth world and the site of Antos Wyrick’s School for Gifted Youngsters. Chantique had previously told Zayne that Jarael’s former schoolmates were being held captive someplace ironic. From this, Demagol has deduced that they must be on the very planet they were taken from so long ago! Either that or in a prison made of irons.

Back on Coruscant, Zayne takes his friends to the secret base of operations he built in a garage using money he stole from Gryph. Called the Rogue Moon Command Project, the garage, complete with a hidden elevator to the Batcave, is basically a 911 call center staffed by the parents of Zayne’s murdered friends from the Taris academy. With the Jedi occupied fighting the Mandalorians, the little people of the galaxy have fallen through the cracks, and I’m not talking about Jawas and Ugnaughts. So Zayne has set up this organization to help people with less galactic problems, like being an escaped fugitive framed for murder or a Mandalorian framed for being Dr. Mengele.

Rohlan fills everyone in on Demagol’s back story, how he was raised by an obscure Star Wars ripoff of the Borg, how he joined the Mandalorians and was mentored by Mandalore the Indomitable himself, how after witnessing his hero’s defeat at the hands of Ulic-Qel Droma he stole Arca Jeth’s robe from Ulic’s suitcase and discovered the dead Arkanian Jedi’s DNA on it, how he convinced the Mandalorians to fund his science experiments to clone a Force-sensitive army of Mandalorian Knights, how all the experiments were failures because Arca Jeth secretly had impure Arkanian blood because he was part Sephi but his telltale pointed ears were burned off in a fire before Tales of the Jedi so his normal ears in that series were the result of reconstructive surgery (what?), how this caused only Arkanian offshoots to be able to breed the Force-sensitive children Demagol needed for his army, how he was double-crossed by the Crucible and they stole all his students so he just took to vivisecting Jedi instead. You know, the typical villain origin story.

Shel Jelavan shows up in this sexy evening dress and brings Zayne a new lightsaber, powered by the fused crystals of all the dead Taris Padawans, and Rohlan a Halloween costume of his own armor. “Oh, er . . . I forgot to tell you—you’re a sports hero,” says Zayne. “I’m a what?” says Rohlan.

Also we find out that Gryph secretly runs a restaurant franchise called Goodvalor’s, and it was his actor brother playing the fictional “Captain Goodvalor” for the Republic back in “Interference.” Who knew?

“Um, please stop touching me, Zayne.”

Rohlan texts Cassus Fett and convinces him to help them set a trap for Crucible Captain Dace Golliard so they can find Osadia and rescue Jarael. The Mandalorians fake like they’re going to attack Admiral Karath’s forces so Golliard will show up to enslave the survivors, then they get the hell out of Dodge while Zayne tells Karath to look behind him. It turns out that Dace Golliard left Saul Karath’s father to die when he deserted his command during the Sith War, so he’s only too happy to set aside being a dick to Zayne for a few minutes in order to catch the Republic turncoat. Cassus Fett FaceTimes Zayne and says that the debt he owed him for saving the Mandalorians from the rakghoul plague on Jebble has been repaid.

Zayne gets Osadia’s coordinates from Golliard’s computer and plans his strategy with Rohlan, Gryph, and Captain I-Wear-Eyeglasses-In-Star-Wars. Glasses Guy fesses up to being a total Revan fanboy, because this is Knights of the Old Republic and everyone loves Revan because he’s the best at everything. Not even being sarcastic, he is just that cool. Gryph and Zayne discuss Zayne’s previously mentioned unique Force ability, “sudden reversals of fortune.” Zayne explains that the Jedi called it a learning disability; every time he tries to influence an outcome or affect a probability through the Force, he can’t hit what he’s aiming at, causing fate to become unstable. Gryph teaches him that even though he can’t control it, as long as he understands his ability he can use it to his advantage, safe in the knowledge that everything will always balance out for him in the end. Gryph still isn’t getting anywhere near Osadia, though, so Zayne and Rohlan set off without him.

Meanwhile, Jarael and Demagol have made their way to the Osadia School and are preparing to take out the Crucible foot soldiers guarding it. Demagol gives Jarael a badass suit of black body armor and something else: the blue double-bladed lightsaber of Exar Kun, which he stole from the Moomo brothers after they stole it from the Covenant’s repository in the Sanctum of the Exalted. Jarael effortlessly slaughters the guards while Demagol runs into the building and encounters Crucible Chief of Security and ex-Night’s King lieutenant Bar’injar. “You stole my children! Where are they?” demands Demagol. Bar’injar replies that he’s stolen so many children he doesn’t even remember who Demagol’s talking about, so Demagol shoots him in the face.

Eventually Jarael enters the school as well, only to find Chantique waiting for her. Jarael’s like, “Holy crap, you’re alive? Thanks for the heads-up, Zayne, you dick.” Chantique taunts her about how easy it was to turn Zayne against her, and says that once they’re finished here she’s going to find Zayne and send him back to the dueling pits. Pushed to the breaking point, Jarael attacks, destroying Chantique’s weapons with Exar Kun’s lightsaber and pummeling Chantique into submission with her karate.

Just then Rohlan and Zayne come flying through the window. Zayne tackles Jarael, knocking the lightsaber from her hands because he’s afraid its evil taint is turning Jarael to the dark side. So now Chantique has the lightsaber. Great job, Zayne. She can’t understand why Zayne would come back to save Jarael despite knowing all the terrible things she was involved with. Zayne explains that he couldn’t think clearly after the influx of emotions from Ralthar Sitan’s memes, but he realizes now that Jarael really is a protector while Chantique was the destroyer all along. And also her father is here. Chantique runs off to find him.

During all of this, Demagol is tearing around the school looking for any sign of his former students. Rohlan comes up and taps him on the shoulder, then goes “Give me my armor back!” and starts beating the crap out of him. Demagol throws up his hand in defense and accidentally Force pushes Rohlan across the room. Demagol looks at his hand and is like “What the eff?”

Zayne catches Jarael up to speed while they go looking for the others, revealing that her beloved mentor is actually an evil bastard who genetically modified her DNA for a science experiment. Zayne asks if she’s sure the lightsaber didn’t turn her evil and Jarael says she doesn’t know what he’s talking about. She wasn’t even going to kill Chantique, she just wanted her to stop bothering her.

Chantique comes in and starts bothering them with attempted murder, but then Demagol stabs her in the back. “Where are my children?!” he demands. “I’m  your child!” Chantique cries. “I don’t care,” says Demagol. “I meant the good children. The other ones. The ones that worked!” This is like the best burn, I love it.

Chantique tells him they’re in the schoolyard. Demagol runs outside to look, but Chantique follows him out and goes, “Whoops, sorry, Dad, I meant that they’re in the schoolyard,” because she buried them alive. Demagol’s like, “Well, shit.”

Zayne, Jarael, and Rohlan meet up with the bad guys outside for the final confrontation. Demagol tells Jarael he at least has her and her Arca Jeth genes as a consolation prize, but Zayne tells him he’s an idiot. He’s just figured it out: Jarael doesn’t have the Force at all. She couldn’t sense the evil in Kun’s lightsaber or feel its call to the dark side. Chantique, on the other hand, is throwing Force all over the place, because she inherited that from her father.

Jarael doesn’t say, “But wait, if I can’t actually use the Force how did I hear Zaybe telepathically say my name back in Flashpoint?”

Demagol realizes that when they thought Jarael used the Force to break a chain holding them captive in a scene I didn’t bother describing from Prophet Motive, it was actually he who broke the chain. He spent his whole life trying to create children who could use the Force, never realizing that his own daughter, the one he threw away, was his only success. It’s like he’s trapped in a prison made of irons.

Chantique lunges at  her father with a knife but Demagol reaches out and, with his unskilled grasp of the Force, pulls both Exar Kun’s and Zayne’s lightsabers to him, activating the one that reaches his hand first. Exar Kun’s twin blue blades ignite from both ends, impaling Chantique and Demagol at the same time. “Wrong . . . saber . . .” mutters Demagol as he dies, “. . . but I had . . . a fifty-fifty chance . . .”

“Not around me, you didn’t,” Zayne corrects him, as Gryph’s words from earlier about things balancing out come back to him.

Later, the Scooby Gang reunites back on Coruscant. After returning Exar Kun’s lightsaber to the Jedi, Zayne apologizes to Jarael for having doubted her and allowing Chantique to get inside his head and mess him up. Jarael remarks that the next day will mark exactly one year from the day they met. Zayne’s like, “Oh, well in that case, happy anniversary,” and pulls open a curtain to reveal Jarael’s birth parents that Rohlan found somewhere. When Jarael turns to thank him, however, Rohlan has already vanished like Batman into the midday night.

The following evening, Gryph is hosting a big soirée at his Coruscant restaurant, Goodvalor’s Little Bivoli. Everyone who’s everyone is there, and Gryph has the tables wired for sound so he can blackmail them all later. Now that he is a successful restaurateur with the twee-est Trandoshan in the galaxy as his head chef, Gryph is semi-retiring from the con game business. As Zayne prepares to ride off on his motorcycle to rescue kittens stuck in trees, Gryph asks him to wait on a table real quick. “Just this once,” says Zayne. “I don’t think you could find anything that would keep me around here, playing henchman again!”

He goes over to the table to find Jarael waiting for him. “Happy anniversary,” she tells him. They pounce on one another and shove their tongues down each other’s throats in the background while Gryph waves jazz hands at the camera and says his catchphrase: “Mastermind!”

Cut and print.

Meditations

Damn, girl.

This comic is like the great series finale of a really good TV show. Everything just clicks. Every character gets something to do and has at least one memorable scene. Every important theme or idea raised by the series is brought up again in a relevant way. Every dangling plot thread and relationship that we cared about is wrapped up in a neat bow that still leaves the door open for future adventures. There are some gaps (How did Jarael hear Zayne through the Force? What was it about Jarael that Toki Tollivar recognized? Does the Crucible stop existing just because all its leaders are dead or captured? What about all the thousands of slaves they still have?), but they are extraneous, outside the scope of the story’s focus. Demon accomplishes everything it had to accomplish to cap off not just the Crucible story arc but KotOR‘s four-year, 50-issue run as a whole. I really, really dig it; it’s just so good.

Besides succeeding admirably in the telling of its own story, Demon also has a lot to offer to this era of Star Wars storytelling as a whole. It’s like a perfect bridge between Tales of the Jedi and the Knights of the Old Republic games, closely related stories separated not just by time and media but by a strong shift in aesthetic style as well. It is so cool seeing scenes from TotJ reimagined here in a more modern art style, and having characters and artifacts from old Star Wars lore given new life outside the stories that birthed them. It was this sense of organic connectivity and growth that made the concept of the Expanded Universe so appealing to me as a young Star Wars fan who couldn’t fathom all the ruin that was to come.

It may seem strange, considering the hard time I’ve given this series throughout its run, but the more pages I turned in Demon, the more I didn’t want it to end. Knights of the Old Republic isn’t high art; it doesn’t transcend its status as a comic tie-in to a videogame spinoff of a space movie franchise. But it embraces that status for all it’s worth and runs with it. Until The Force Awakens reminded us, it was sometimes easy to forget that Star Wars used to be fun, and from the EU there are few better examples of that old-fashioned spirit of excitement and adventure than KotOR. The characters are fun and energetic, even the ones I’ve made fun of repeatedly, the heroes likably heroic and the villains suitably villainous. Although this isn’t the end of the Kooky Misadventures of Zayne Carrick, it’s an end, probably the only one that matters. We have one key left on our belt, but all it opens is that final door onto an empty room.

In his behind-the-scenes blog post on KotOR #50, John Jackson Miller mentioned that the last words on the last page were “Another Beginning…” Hopefully that text will remain intact when Demon makes it into Marvel’s Epic Collection series, because it’s completely absent from Dark Horse’s Omnibus edition. It’s a good note on which to leave our characters, though. Despite the ongoing galactic war and the next major galactic war that looms just a few years down the timeline, they’re all in a good place, each having gotten what they wanted, even if they didn’t know it all the time. And though there’s still more we could do with them, we can still say goodbye with the satisfaction of knowing that they’ve done enough. What more can you ask for?

5/5 Death Stars. The best of the series, highly recommended.

Monday, May 30, 2016

In Which We Find Out How Old Jarael Is

Knights of the Old Republic #45–46: Destroyer

Author: John Jackson Miller
Artist: Brian Ching
Medium: Comic
Publication Date: September – October 2009
Timeline Placement: 3,963 BBY
Series: Knights of the Old Republic

She’s 25.

We open with yet another of the undated flashbacks this series so loves. A young Dace Golliard, already working for the Crucible, talks to a Zeltron professor about some mysterious shipment being delivered to his academy. Golliard then asks if the professor, in turn, has anything for him. The professor says, “Yes, take my daughter, please!” His daughter, of course, is a very young Chantique.

Twenty-some years later, Chantique observes a newly acquired slave thrown into his first combat arena on the Crucible planet Volgax. He’s supposedly a pilot for the Republic Navy pilot named Carth Kamlin who was separated from his convoy and lost in space, but his real name is Zayne Carrick and he hasn’t thought this through at all. He’s pitted against “Snout,” a seasoned Caamasi gladiator who Zayne is only able to defeat by using the Force.

Zayne apologizes to him after their bout, but Snout just sits there looking depressed. The Night’s King’s lieutenant, looking a whole lot fatter and less terrifying than he did in the last issue, says that he’s never heard Snout speak in all the years he’s been in the Crucible.  When I was first reading this comic, I didn’t even realize that this was supposed to be the same guy from the end of The Reaping and assumed that that fellow would show up again in the final arc, Demon, to play some important role. Nope, turns out he’s just a flunky named Bar’injar and doesn’t matter at all.

Later that day, Snout approaches Zayne and says that he can tell Zayne is a Jedi. He says that he has been here so long and seen so much he no longer remembers his name, but he thinks he was a history student named Ralthar Sitan. Zayne asks what the Crucible’s goal is, but Snout only has one way to show him. The Caamasi have the ability to share memes, memories of past intense experiences, with others of their species . . . or with those able to use the Force. Snout holds the traumatic experiences of every Caamasi ever taken by the Crucible, going back thousands of years, and he psychically shares them with Zayne now. Overwhelmed by the unceasing violence and death, Zayne collapses. Chantique and Bar’injar step out of the shadows and go, “Just as planned.”

Chantique takes Zayne to her room and reveals that they knew who he was the whole time. Dace Golliard immediately recognized that his supposedly lost starfighter had clearly been bought used on eBay, and they had security footage from the swoopduels of him with Jarael. They’ve already found and deactivated the tracking device on his ship so his friends on the Hot Prospect can’t find him, officially making this one of the worst plans in the history of bad plans.

She wanted him to see the Caamasi’s memories so he would understand what the Crucible was really all about. Zayne declares that the Crucible takes slaves and forces them to fight one another to the death for no reason at all; they have no great plan or ultimate goal beyond making people suffer. “The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power,” Chantique agrees.

Doesn’t this contradict what we’ve seen of the Crucible so far, though? They’re not just taking people and killing them for entertainment or out of some fanatical zeal; they’re running a business. They force the slaves to fight each other to weed out inferior combatants, then sell the cream of the crop to gladiatorial enterprises like the Franchise in Dueling Ambitions. They also provide expendable laborers to dangerous operations like the miners in The Reaping. Nothing wrong with committing wanton violence for violence’s sake and turning a tidy profit on the side, I guess.

Zayne demands how Jarael could have been a part of something so evil, even though he already knows she was just a kid at the time and, despite being a slave herself, tried to use her position to make life easier for the other slaves. Chantique tells him that Jarael’s birth named was Edessa, but the name she took in the Crucible’s language, which is spelled out by the tattoos on her face, means “destroyer.” And we have a title!

Elsewhere, Zayne’s friends discuss how inescapably screwed he is. His tracking device isn’t working, the Jedi won’t help them, the muscle they hired has gotten bored and taken another job (should have gotten the Moomo brothers, you dolts), and they have no idea who Zayne’s mysterious contacts are or how to reach them. Did I ever mention that Zayne has mysterious contacts now? I don’t remember if it’s ever come up in these reviews, but Zayne has mentioned a couple times that he has mysterious contacts now.

Jarael goes to talk to Elbee, their perpetually forgotten droid, because she’s overheard Zayne talking to him about this subject. He just sits there and ignores her until she mentions that Zayne has been made a slave, because he can relate. Zayne hadn’t actually been talking to Elbee at all, but using him as a transmitter to talk to Shel Jelavan, his former crush and the sister of his dead best friend.

Back on Volgax, we rejoin Zayne and Chantique in the same conversation from before. Chantique claims that Jarael is a monster who, when they were teenagers, literally stabbed her in the back and left her to die. No longer a fit slave, she was sold off to sex traffickers and mercilessly abused until she had healed enough to kill everyone and escape. Jesus Christ, Star Wars. As proof of Jarael’s duplicity, Chantique points out how Zayne never even knew that she was his senior by a full six years all this time.

Eventually Chantique found her way back to the Crucible, where she rose to the rank of Magister Impressor, the person in charge of the capture, training, and disposal of all slaves. Bar’injar, by contrast, is Magister Protector, the person in charge of defending the Crucible from threats. So is Chantique really even the head of the organization, then? Do they even have an overall leader? So many questions, so little time.

Thinking nothing of the fact that Jarael worked for the Crucible to make sure no one else was treated like she had been while Chantique went back to work for them to make sure she was never treated like that again, Zayne realizes that Chantique is a Force-user and has been reading his mind and influencing his thoughts all this time. She sends him back to the pits, where he’s forced into another duel with Snout, this time to the death or something.

Zayne tries to tell Snout, or rather Ralthar Sitan, that the Crucible can’t make them fight, but Ralthar is resigned to the fact that they have already turned him into a killer. Since his mindmeld with Zayne, his thoughts have cleared and he has been able to piece together the true history of the Crucible. They are a remnant of the ancient Sith Empire, dating back to the Great Hyperspace War if not earlier. The long-dead Sith Lord Ieldis, who was previously mentioned back in issue 29, created them to turn conquered populations into standing armies. They have continued operating in secret ever since, even after the death of Ieldis and the fall of the Sith Empire, driven solely by the purpose instilled in them by their Sith masters thousands of years ago, the need to continue on at all costs.

Ralthar attacks Zayne and wrestles him to the ground, driving a dagger toward his face. Zayne grabs his wrist to block the strike, but Ralthar turns the blade on himself, stabbing it through a gap in his armor he purposefully left exposed. I’m fairly certain there must have been some miscommunication between the writer and the illustrator, however, because the dialogue makes it sound like Zayne was the one holding the knife and Ralthar caused Zayne to kill him. The way it’s drawn, however, the Caamasi appears to stab himself without any help from Zayne.

“Try—try to forget,” says Ralthar Sitan, a tear running down his furred face. “Meaningless, wasn’t it?” asks Chantique.

Sometime later, the Hot Prospect arrives on Volgax. The Crucible has already packed up shop, but they’ve left Zayne behind, and Jarael finds him sitting in the rain beside Ralthar’s grave. And she just will not stop running her goddamn mouth:

Zayne! Zayne! I’m so glad we found you! I didn’t think we ever would—if not for Shel! Elbee put us in touch. I can’t believe she’s on Coruscant now—working for Senator Goravvus! He escaped Taris after the Resistance fell—and now he’s a champion for refugees everywhere! What am I saying? You know this—she’s your resource! She told you where the Crucible might be before—based on reports of missing travelers. Well, she did it again. Somebody sighted the Crucible here on Volgax! Looks like they’ve pulled out already—I’m sorry we were too late. I’m sorry this happened at all. But I’m so glad to see you— Uh—Zayne? Are you all right? Zayne?”

Zayne is mad at her for working for the Crucible, then running away and not doing anything to help all the people she left behind. He demands to know why she still goes by the name they gave her, then turns away and declares that he needs time to come to grips with all her bullshit. Jarael counters that she never wanted to deal with her past at all until Zayne forced her to, and she thought that now they were going to deal with it together. Since he’s being such a little bitch about it, though, maybe it’s time they went their separate ways. Also, she adds, the only reason she kept her name and her tattoos is because, in the language of the Crucible, jarael means “protector.”

. . . . Protector?!” gasps Zayne, turning back around, but Jarael has already vanished into the rain.

Meditations

In his behind-the-scenes blog on Destroyer, John Jackson Miller revealed that he had originally planned for this story to span three issues instead of two, but Dark Horse’s unexpected cancellation of his comic forced him to truncate the story he wanted to tell in order to have enough time to do the finale. I assume that this is the reason for Jarael’s giant exposition dump at the end, but it still looks ridiculous in the comic when she spends an entire page telling Zayne things he already knows.

I’m still not the biggest fan of Brian Ching’s art. It’s far from poor by any standard, but this series will never recover from the loss of Dustin Weaver. That said, Ralthar “Snout” Sitan looks freaking awesome. The Caamasi (another invention of EU godfather Timothy Zahn) are such a cool-looking alien design and Ching’s pencils somehow put a lot into this character that, despite the impact he’s supposed to have on Zayne, doesn’t do all that much in the actual story.

If John Jackson Miller had followed my years-late advice in the last review on how to condense Dueling Ambitions and The Reaping into a single story, he would have had enough issues to spare to do Destroyer the full justice he intended. I’d like to think that Zayne’s experience with the memes would be fleshed out a little more, since when he’s talking to Jarael he seems to confuse himself with the perpetrators of violence in the Caamasi’s shared experiences, but that kind of katra bleedover doesn’t come across until that point.

Psychic confusion aside, I still say Zayne’s being too hard on Jarael. She was kidnapped and enslaved as a small child and raised by a secret society of insane murderers, but she still tried to help the other slaves in the only way she could and fled from that life when she saw the opportunity. The Crucible has existed for thousands of years and is all but impossible to find if they don’t want you to; what was she supposed to do to stop them? Plus, it was her decision to eventually face her past and try to bring the Crucible down anyway. Quit being a dick, Zayne.

Nitpicks aside, this was still a pretty solid two-issue story. It’s good to see our heroes finally going up against the villains themselves instead of some proxy organization. Also the idea of the Crucible, an ancient weapon leftover from a civilization that no longer exists but continues to sow misery and destruction for no greater purpose because it no longer remembers its purpose, is pretty awesome. It calls to mind the GenoHaradan from the original Knights of the Old Republic, a 20,000-year-old secret society who have shaped galactic history behind the scenes via political assassinations. Man, the KotOR sub-era is so great.

4/5 Death Stars.

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