Articles by Matsu Xiangu

It’s 12:15am, and I’ve just gotten home from a 14 hour day of class and evening clinic. I absolutely knew what I was in for when I signed up for dental hygiene school. I took that in stride because it’s worth it in a lot of ways, and for once in my life I don’t wake up in the morning and...

This is called Sappy Doge Bloge for a reason. I got Sophie was I was 10. She was originally my Grandmother’s dog, but eventually my Gma asked if we’d take her because she didn’t know what she was in for. And neither did we. My Dad had dogs as a kid, but the kind that just roamed the...

I’ll be 25 on Sunday, and I realized that means I’ve been roleplaying for about fifteen years. In that time I’ve learned a lot. I always joke that if I was forced to read my posts from back in the day when I started I’d probably hide in my room out of shame. I wouldn’t EVER go so far...

The gift would arrive on a ship sent to Panatha with specific instructions for no one but the Dread Lord Carnifex to open it or look upon its contents. The object inside the box could not be looked upon by someone who did not have excellent control of the Dark Side of the Force without inducing...

i found you leaning out of an open window. you laughed (my fingers clenched) too perfect - far too careless. i couldn’t help myself. i just took you. Scalp rasped under a bloody thumb, thousands of perfect sanguine beads smeared in one long line to clear her workspace for the thousandth time...

“If someone had told me of this plague I may never have touched Dromund Kaas,” she said to the spider in her lap, though it couldn’t hear her telepathic murmur. It seemed to understand her anyway, nuzzling its fuzzy head against her stomach before settling in her lap. Ten times as large as...

*This takes place during the events of Choosing My Confessions. As I was away and never got to reply while the thread was current, I'm placing it here! The sand seemed to dissolve under her feet whenever the waves pulled away, pulling her under. She’d been named for its depths, and yet they...

She sat in her rooms on Korriban, softly opening and closing the fist of her recently replaced cybernetic as if to wake up all the artificial nerve endings. Whether or not it truly helped she didn’t know, but it had become something of a ritual. Darth Sicarii had taken the arm right at the...