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