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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...
The cell was dark.
Not the kind of darkness that unsettled a mind—but the kind Shade had learned to breathe in since childhood. Cold stone, narrow walls, a faint hum of power restraints threaded through the air like distant static. She sat on the floor with her back to the wall, hands resting...
Aiden slept restlessly, twisted beneath the thin blanket of his quarters, the dim blue glow of the Naboo moon filtering through the shutters and washing soft light over the quiet room. His breathing was slow at first, steady, deep, but then it hit him.
The shift.
That subtle, sickening pull in...
“I thought you were a Starchaser!” Came the call across comms.
I am. Kaia thought back angrily. She didn’t say anything, she just shook her head. “Drift?” She asked her droid. The droid beeped in the affirmative. There was no way a fleet like that should be tracking her convoy. They were small...
RIMOS
Out of Character Information:
Intent: To create a planet outside to be used in a future dominion, as well as to provide a new world to create new stories on.
Image Credit: LINK, Resize done by me/snip taken from chaos map, red dot placed by me
Canon: N/A
Links: N/A - original link
General...
Kinley Pryse stepped into the care wing of the nursing complex on Ord Mantell, where the walls hummed with the quiet efficiency of med-droids and recycled air. The lighting was soft, but sterile. Too clean, too quiet. She hated the smell of it, antiseptic and endings.
She was without her hat...
HOLO-NET NEWS NETWORK
Imperial Centre • Priority Transmission
Holonet Weekly Feature Page
By: Markus Bouto
Curated by Markus Bouto
Holonet Weekly is proud to present an exclusive preview from Hester Shedo’s forthcoming political chronicle Empires of Now. With the fall of Fondor still...
OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"Power is most fragile in the moments when it insists it is unbroken."
NEW ALDERA — A GOVERNMENT LOOKS INWARD
The Imperial Corrections Directorate has launched a formal investigation into the legality and circumstances surrounding Emergency...
Location: Desevro
One week after the Battle of Genarius
High in the jagged mountains of Desevro, Acier Moonbound moved alone through the snow-thin air. Each punch cracked against the cold like a breaking branch. Each breath rose in sharp clouds before the wind tore them apart. His footwork...
02.14 hrs, local time
Adelle still felt the distant heat of the fires in her skin, still heard the echo of screams, as she jerked awake. Her skin still prickled with terror and it took a while for her to bring her heartrate down, hands gripping the sweat-soaked sheets. Na'an would have been...
Ordinarily, one expects a certain solemnity after committing a final testament to record. A reckoning, perhaps—a quiet reweighing of one's life, one's failures, one's worth. It is much like the stories told of those dying of hypothermia: after the agony, after the violent shivering, comes a...
[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.
….
….
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...