Post-Hoth: Jedi/Sith Hostel (Fanfiction)

Fanfiction of Star Wars featuring imagery of rich space-vanities 'consciousness' of Jedi-Sith order war phonics.

Star Wars adaptation for Saturday's Eve. Thanks for reading! 

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How'd one believe the inception of the great Jedi order for universe-Republic image was linked to the discovery of Earthling contact with UFOs from Mars in the 21st-Century of citizenry-faces and cyber-grids for premonitions of heroics for capitalism/sportsmanship?

Of course, that's what happened. The surfacing of the great Jedi-Sith competition of light and darkness was a development of the race-contact image created in 21st-Century Earth-realm, in a place called America, where a post-9/11 era terrorism/paranoia invasion linked with capitalism customs negotiations superstitions, leading to alien-human establishments of great universe-transit governance philosophy journals, which is just what Jedi-Sith dualism offered following this race/species contact 'cinema' for the Ego.

AMLAN: I'm geared as a classic Earth-era vigilante but feel like Jedi-ally genius.

MARCUS: We're great space-pilots adept at laser-controls, and you're right!

AMLAN: Queen Amidala liked the crayon-doodle I made in her visage for kids.

MARCUS: This new Sith presence signals a Hoth-region escape for Amidala, no?

AMLAN: She stationed warriors in Hoth for some Sith-surfacing premonition, pal.

MARCUS: You're in love with the Queen of the Republic...as much as lasers (ha).

AMLAN: Facebook-like (maybe).

Of course, Amidala was destined to marry a princely Jedi-trained hero of prophecy named Anakin, but Amlan had stirred her fancy during the great Hoth-superstitions rich mission in the Republic. The Queen struggled to negotiate what to do about Sith faces of Hell emerging, and Amlan's crayon-doodle made her monarchy-visage quite colored for planetary gossip/cheer, and she wanted to thank the idealist-warrior doodler (Facebook-like!).

As Republic Jedi guardians, now allied with space-warriors of 'fantastic' credit (e.g., Amlan/Marcus), secured the orbit-areas around Hoth where Amidala knew there'd be some 'teeming' Sith-order agenda for invasion confidence, Amidala wondered if all this post-Hoth securities storytelling was an inception cleat for what'd become an almost endless Jedi-Sith paranoia (for leviathan/uncertainty).

AMIDALA: You look quite the part of a dashing almost-Jedi, Amlan man.

AMLAN: You're in love with me, ain't ya?

AMIDALA: Well, I'm to care for other matters besides personals (now!).

AMLAN: That's quite the prediction I'd hold in my pocket...farewell.

AMIDALA: You take care of yourself (and thanx)...Happy Halloween.

AMLAN: Facebook-like (old Earth).

DARTH MAUL (Sith Apprentice): Finally, this Death-Star Sith vision takes shape.

SENATOR PALPATINE (Darth Sidious): No one has any clue I'm a Sith master, ha.

DARTH MAUL: This all-encompassing Death Star of Sith vanities eclipses youth.

SENATOR PALPATINE (Darth Sidious): The Queen has no inkling of this capitalism.

DARTH MAUL: Vengeance for Sith cleats against the Jedi faces is soon normal.

SENATOR PALPATINE (Darth Sidious): Selfie-like.

ANAKIN: You say this Hoth-time period space-hero was intriguing you (Amlan)?

AMIDALA: Oh, Anakin...you're the only prince for whom I'd make this curry!

ANAKIN: Jedi-Sith dramatization makes much for Romanticism extremes, lady.

AMIDALA: Don't worry.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)