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Epilogue: The Wedding of Starlin and IsoldaI've been working to bring some older unused characters' stories to a conclusion. Starlin's is now officially done, which means I will probably... -
System Shock: Dear SisterTo: Lysander von Ascania Subject: RE: Revenge Lysander, Ukatis was once the site of revenge. What I fear most is not the Sith – it is the loss... -
THE KAEL REPORT: The Language of an Undeclared AllianceNej leaves a comment on the spacebook page: damn thats crazy where the Imperials at #justiceforsmugglers -
End of the High Treasurer | The Sith Order"Madness," she growled as the reports continued to flow to the Dark Councilor of what had occurred at the Blackwall Gateway, "Madness and...
[Recording Begins...]
"It's strange, truly.
To be entombed here — severed from the Force, buried beneath my own lineage — should have killed me. No conquest to pursue, no empires to unmake, no minds to bend beneath my will. Just stillness. Silence. The kind that would have reduced a lesser...
Various vocal recordings would be sent through the Galaxy to a select few individuals, who in most cases (with the exception of Acier) would also find some form of package delivered to them.
To: "Acier Moon...Moonbound? Moonblood? Acier Moonbound Kark I've always been bad with names...Wait, is...
Episode 0002: Fracture Lines
Morning light filters through the glass corridors of Callistran Tower, but the atmosphere remains heavy after Liora's shocking return. Selene maintains a pristine calm in public, yet behind closed doors her composure begins to splinter.
"You could have warned me,"...
Aruza, a planet that had become a corrupt and decadent society in the last few years. Corporations now controlled the world, governments were merely figureheads charged with peacekeeping between the corporate lords. People were pawns in a game of numbers, debts formed shackles that kept the...
Chandrila had been good to her.
Unlike the rest of the galaxy, Chandrila had never tried to fashion her into something small. It had not despised her, or used her, or cast her out when she refused to bow. It simply held up a clear, unforgiving surface—its lakes, its quiet dawns, its maddening...
File: NØVA//CITADEL-OP/ARK-ONE
Encryption: Astra-0 | Quantum Cascade
Failsafe Route: Auto-dispatch → "PeachFuzz_Beta"
(Her jaw ticks when she says it. She still hates that she coded it that way.)
The holofeed boots with a distortion ripple — so overloaded with encryption that the image lags...
Access Level: Cipher-Black // Eclipse-Lock // Heart-Crypt
Encryption: Neural Fracture Scramble + Triple Salt Quantum Submerge + Auto-Wipe on Unauthorized Playback
Status: Private. For my eyes only. Ever.
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….
Feed boots in violently this time — a glitchy jump, like the recorder hesitated...
Access Level: Cipher-Black
Status: Private | Off-Network | Zero Echo Trails
Feed crackles on. The cam stabilizes just enough to make her look good in the way people don't notice they look good — tired, real, neon shadows under her eyes. She's sitting on the floor this time, back against a...
Kayrce; the Chiss who had more recently been noted by members of the senate as the shadow constantly behind the Malastare senator, was already at the table as Ravion entered the office of his Naboo based manor house. He noted her holo-screens fanned out around her in a geometric bloom of blue...
[RECORDED ON ENDOVAR]
Fate is… Fate. You cannot fight it, cannot outrun it--it simply exists. . .
As constant as Life and Death themselves. A thread that binds us one moment, then severs us the next, shaping us into what we must become.
All of this makes me sound like a Monk, but it does not...
Loctation: Duro, Bburru Station
Bburru Station had a more limited selection of vendors for Ko to choose from. Finding nutritious and fluid food was one of those annoying everyday type problems that came with wearing a breath mask all of the time. He had finally found a place that was serving...
Episode 0001: The Return
The premiere opens with the Callistran tower gleaming over the city skyline as a tense board meeting unfolds behind glass walls. Investors grow restless while company matriarch Selene Callistran maintains her calm veneer, insisting that stability is an illusion they can...
By Imperius, Lord Indomitus
There is an old myth whispered by the naïve and the hopeful: that the Force is harmony, that it binds all life in luminous serenity. That peace is its aim, and balance its benevolent promise. This myth is the cradle-song of fools—Jedi acolytes with empty palms raised...
Makeb-Talaos City
Evening Time
Cassian felt the danger a half-second before it manifested, just enough time for instinct, discipline, and fury to tighten into a single sharpened thread.
The first bolt seared past his cheek as he pivoted, cloak snapping behind him. In the dark alleyway, four...
Before she left for lunch with her friends, Chrysa had something for Connel, a gift he had never seen before, but knew exactly what it was. It was a holocron, one his father had asked her to hold, saying “Connel would need it when he least knew it”. Always planning, always preparing that one. So...
Midvinter was lovely this time of year. It was good to visit Chrysa, she needed it, he needed it, and it gave Buster a playmate in Cooper. Connel enjoyed the time because he did not have to do anything but cook, and really wake up every morning. Connel cherished these moments of simplicity and...
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"Remnants of the Galactic Alliance listen. I am High Commander Laphisto, speaking for the Lilaste Order and the Diarchy.
The fall of your government does not mean the end of what you fought for. Battles are lost. Governments can collapse. But a single defeat does not kill a cause. Artisia was...
Location: A Frontier Planet
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The colony was still raw around the edges. Scarred buildings patched with prefab panels, supply crates stacked beneath half-rebuilt roofs, dust kicked into the air with every passing repulsor-lift. The people moved with purpose but not peace.
Near the...