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A Yuletide MiracleBRAD, let's go home and to surprise Mother and Uncle Thurion BOOPeeep [Translation: Gladly. I will enter the coordinates] BARK YEP! You know... -
A journey of a thousand light years, begins with a single...This is the beginning of a LONG arc I am taking this guy on. Thanks for reading, hopefully it will be worth your time.
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What follows was written by the hands of Grand Moff Selrik Lorcas of the Risen Empire, member state of the Imperial Confederation, in year 902 ABY.
OF EMPIRE
Part I: History
Empire is a concept far more nuanced than most are willing to admit. Throughout galactic history, countless regimes...
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COMM-THREAD 04-8 | ENCRYPTION: 623343
TO: Vigil
FROM: Specter
Per your earlier assessment: confirmed.
Polis Massa is a barren drift.
Isolated bodies, locked in quiet orbits,
persistent despite the void between them.
I find the observation fitting.
Distance holds, yet they circle still...
>>Initiating Access to BLOODLINE ARCHIVE // VON STRAUSS // PRIMARY NODE
Data Vault 1-A // #$! #$%& Sector // Clearance: KARL-PRIME
ENTER USERNAME: Karl.VS001
VERIFY IDENTITY: Biometrics Confirmed (Pulse + DNA Match)
RETINAL SCAN: Complete
Neural Lattice Sync: Active
Secondary Key...
The Calm Before the Storm
The Holy World of Korriban, circa 904 ABY
The Summons came quietly, but undeniably - a pressure of will that was not her own, and the growing urge to go to Dromund Kaas. The moment she had been dreading had finally come, just as she sensed it would - eventually.
The...
Whottoomuzz Chantin had always spoken with honeyed menace. But in the wake of betrayal—when the Black Sun strolled into Hutt Space not with armies, but with open doors held by cowardly Kajidics—he fell silent.
Not from fear. From disgust.
Hutt Space had not been conquered. It had whored...
The jungle was quiet. Not in the way cities dream of quiet, but in that deep, old silence that happens when the world holds its breath. The trees swayed gently above, filtered light dappling the forest floor in gold and green. Beneath them, Master Elinar lay propped against the roots of a great...
A C T I V E - T H R E A D S:
Greetings from the Binayre
End of Cisco
Hired for the Right Job
Dominion - The Imperial Connection
J O I N - U S - O N
D I S C O R D
They did not ask her.
The message came encoded in the datapacket that accessed her maintenance subroutines—permission not sought, but presumed. The refit was mandatory. Her association with the Unblessed had become a liability. Black Sun would not permit such contamination to bleed into their...
The clone vats pulsed with life.
Rows of bioluminescent tanks stretched into the abyss of the chamber's deep sublevels, their contents no longer dormant. Limbs twitched within the birthing fluid. Eyes fluttered beneath closed lids. The cloned forms had shape now—muscle striations visible...
TOY BIKES AND TOUGH QUESTIONS: A FATHERS PROMISE
Dashiell Cottage, Tirtha Cove, Joiol.
The soft hum of the remote-control swoop bike echoed through the living room as it weaved between table legs and furniture, tracing a playful path around the two Dashiells seated on the carpeted floor...
Protect & Serve
The kind folk of the Morellian Commonwealth need protection from the dangers of the galaxy: ruthless outlaws, dangerous wildlife, and imperialist invaders alike. To this end, the Commonwealth calls upon the service of the Enforcers and the Rangers. This here is a roster to keep...
OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"The Empire we once feared wore a mask of strength. What rises now claims wisdom behind that mask—but keeps the armor close."
A REBORN ORDER — THE VISION OF THE CONFEDERATION
Formed through the unification of the Imperial Sector Authority, the...
A C T I V E_T H R E A D S :
Inferno Rising
Discordant Frequencies
Song of the Dinner Bell
J O I N_U S_O N
D I S C O R D
OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – GNN
"Warriors die. Ideologies evolve. And sometimes, empires rise not from victory but from collapse."
FROM CRUSADE TO CROWN: THE RISE OF THE MANDALORIAN EMPIRE
For a time, the galaxy trembled at the sound of iron boots and roaring war cries. The Mandalorian...
OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"I was never lost. Just... on the wrong side of a wall that shouldn't exist."
THE BLACKWALL BREACH — AND BACK AGAIN
Weeks ago, GNN confirmed that I, investigative correspondent Joran Kael, had gone missing while en route to investigate growing...
Coarse fingers kept clambering at the jagged rocks of the cavern. For the last hour Okuma has been looking for his comrade, who was missing from the after dinner roll call. But it seemed like no matter where the boy looked, Okuma just couldn’t find his friend. Eventually even growing concerned...
Fabian stared down into his cup of tea. His watched his own reflection, faintly distorted in the amber liquid, shift as a gentle wind rolled across the veranda.
"Why...me?"
Sat across from him, Lady Corazona lifted a delicate ivory cup to her lips. She sipped, and the silence that settled...
"Finally, the hard work pays off."
Beneath the burning canopy of Rakata Prime, far below the cyclopean ruins and feral thickets of Force-twisted flora, the jungle's shrieking pulse could not reach her. Down here, in her sanctum of sharp edges and mathematical silence, Serina Calis walked...
A C T I V E - T H R E A D S:
Glory and Gore
Greetings from the Binayre
End of Cisco
J O I N - U S - O N
D I S C O R D
