The Mysterious Resurrection

[Oozak]

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The ground was hot, and very dry. The environment was a desert. And the nearby smell, was awful. Maximo looked around, why was he here? Hadn't he just been killed on the planet a while ago?​

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There was only one answer to that. Someone, or something had resurrected him. But why? Who would want to resurrect some scum like Maximo.​

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He looked at his hands and knees. His whole body was shadowy. Maximo was wearing a black cloak.​

He managed to climb up off the ground.​

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"Why did you bring me back?"​

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He yearned for answers.​

 

[The Page Master]

[member="Maximo-925"]

A Tatooinian tour bus was hovering across the desert. The driver (The Page Master) was dressed, and even looked, quite different today. Even with the air conditioning on inside the bus, he was wiping his forehead with a napkin from the sunlight coming through the windshield. The bus was almost crowded with a wild assortment of tourists: a couple families, an old couple in which the husband was hard of hearing, an assortment of single tourists (including this emo girl who looked like she didn't want to be here) and a man with a chicken perched on his falconer's gloved hand.

Seeing as how this was a boring part of the desert, the bus driver took the intercom remote and spoke into it to entertain the tourists.

A man on a camel rode through miles of the sun-drenched desert searching
for some sign of life. His supplies were running low when his camel died.
Now on foot, he desperately sought refuge from the heat, and, most importantly,
a source for water.
Suddenly, he came across a vendor in the middle of the desert.
"Thank God, I found you!" the man cried. "Please, help me. I'm in dire need of some
water."
"Well," said the vendor, "I don't have any water. But would you like to buy one of
these fine ties."
"What am I going to do with a tie?" the man asked.
"That's what I'm selling sir. If you don't like it, I can't help you."
The man left the vendor and walked on for many more miles, praying each minute that
he would find refuge from the scorching sun.
His eyes squinted a bunch of times when he came across a restaurant in the distance.
Unable to comprehend a restaurant located in the middle of the desert, he assumed the
place was a mirage, but decided to check it out anyway.
As he approached the door, his mouth opened in amazement, seeing that the place actually
existed.
The doorman stopped him before he entered.
"Excuse me sir," the doorman said, "But you can't come in here without a tie!"

The atmosphere became favorable to the driver's ears. Many people laughed while others simply chuckled or smiled. The emo girl actually smirked for once and the old wife explained to her old husband the joke in a way that he could hear her. Soon enough, the old guy was laughing, too.

The Page Master took a look around while he smiled broadly. His smile turned to confusion...and then slight alarm when he saw a figure just standing alone out in the middle of the desert.

"Uh, folks?" he said over the intercom. "There appears to be a lone man out here in need of a ride. Please excuse me as I make a detour to see if he needs help."

This caused a new stir in the bus, but no one objected. The Page Master pulled up next to the stranger, opened the doors and yelled to him,

"Hey, man! Do you need a ride?"

 

[Oozak]

Maximo sat up. His body was blue. Why was this? Weren't ghosts shadowy and grey? And, how could this guy see him? Wait, did this have something to do with that force thing? Was he resurrected by the force? Was this guy on the bus fluent with the force or something?

He slowly got up and kept looking at the tour bus driver. Who was this guy? Something about him was mysterious and suspicious. But, why? Out of habit, Maximo brushed sand of his shoulders, but nothing came off. He walked towards the tour bus, and slowly climbed the steps.

"Who are you? You're not just a tour bus driver..."