Vader emerges from his meditation chamber. I have long wondered what he does in there.  I imagine it’s the universe's coolest gaming console.  Or maybe it’s soundproof, so he can cut loose and listen to tween pop songs while oohing-and-aahing at kitten videos online.  Or maybe it’s a combination hot tub and margarita machine!  Yeah, I know it’s probably a 360-degree virtual pornsphere, but I want to give a guy the benefit of the doubt.

 

And besides, I have to be careful what I say about Lord Vader.  This guy can strangle someone who mildly displeases him from across galaxies.  I know that now he’s just a floating spirit or whatever, and he’s supposedly all redeemed and nice and junk. But I don’t want to push my luck.

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Vader may very well be my first icon of awesome. My parents tell me that Star Wars was the first movie I ever saw. And “forever did it dominate my destiny.”  One of the best baddies of all time.

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For Star Wars Galaxies. Copyright Lucas Arts and Sony Online Entertainment. Art directed by Roger Chamberlain and Derek Herring.

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Chestplate by Hebrew washing machine scrapyard. I’m not even kidding. The first Vader costume was seriously cobbled together from junk, including a washing machine coin slot. The Hebrew words were the inspiration for “Sith Script” which was used for the following costumes. And the words became a prophecy, instead of I’m guessing “Linens and Delicates.”