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There’s a lot of things I’ve regret. Much more than I can remember actually. As a Mercenary and or Bounty Hunter, I’d go out of my way to do whatever it takes to earn a credit stick or two to makes sure my belly was full of grub. Whether it’d be stealing a certain data disk, or...
The Wardens.
That’s something else, huh? When Mara Merrill approached me I had no idea what to say. She mentioned something about how it was for spacer types, a unique spin on being of service to others. Not the Jedi, but not dark, not really anything… Just being. I still want to see if my...
Warden of the Space Lane.
Sure, I’ve done that. I’ve been taught by one, called up to the big leagues, as it were. I know of that gentleman and then the one that seems to be open about this whole operation, the one and only Jorus Merrill. Man knows his stuff, but from my understanding this...
[ANIJA] A Well-earned Vacation
[ANIJA] Picking Your Brain
[ANIJA] Tracks in the Desert [Mandalorian Dominion of Elom]
[ANIJA] A Mandalorian Barn Raising
[ANIJA] The Coliseum
[ANIJA] Restoration II: Electric Boogaloo [TU Dominion of Druckenwell]
[CALLISTA] First Contact (Levantine Sanctum...
Marek Starchaser cleared off his desk and actually shut off his comlink for this. He had Alana switch his schedule around to give him some time to write. This was the final step that he had to go through to get the engineers from Hegemonic Automaton and Haor Chall to get to work on the Artifical...
So, I think I officially left the homestead today.
I left my mom crying, and my dad was disapproving, to say the least. They just can't seem to understand why I want to join the Republic. I don't want to stay on this trash-heap of a planet forever. I want to explore, to see the galaxy, to meet...
Time is no longer a matter of 'when', but 'where'. This galaxy I have awakened to is familiar yet alien to me. So much has changed and yet it all seems the same. Even now, after so many centuries locked away, the Jedi and Sith continue to fight and die and be reborn over and over and over again...
I'm on a road
And endless road
A road leading forward
No going back
No turning point
Just straight
Forward into the future
I had her once
I had her
She was my everything
My love
My soul
Mine
And I let her go
I let her go
Why?
I don't know
I try and remember
I try and think
I don't know
But now...
Log Entry: Day 49
Ord Mantell: 08:00 Hours
Perhaps it's something I can build off of, or maybe not. I haven't had time to record anything since Tatooine, which had been many months ago. Plus, on top of that, in my previous journal- which is filled all the way to the last page. I've been forced...
I stand at the door
In her eyes
Water swells
The tears
It's pain
Pain of someone lost
Pain of love
I walk in and sit
Nothing I say can change
The past
No matter how much I comfort
Her
Pain will always be there
Like the death of a family
A feast of friends
No changing fate
I hug her
Wipe the...
They need only a crown of iron, of steel, made for war and the Hell it spreads upon the galaxy.
The mock up of the helmet is sound and fits the electronics well enough that I've begun work on the real thing. The helmet will be plated in phrik, but the internals is where things truly begin. I...
IC vs OOC
How does how a writer will react OOC play into what is written IC?
IC is a fantasy / game that have no bearing or effect on anything in my real life that is important. Nothing written here affects my job, my health, or my family.
IC is where I write characters that live various...
Baby don't huuuuurt me, baby don't huuuuuuurt me....*
Sorry. I just had to. Anyway.
I know, a bit of an odd topic, but this late at night (aka 10:22pm) my mind is bound to come up with all sorts of strange topics. And one of them just so happens to be love.
Love is a weird thing, especially with...
So, in continuation with the concept of an attempt to protect the soldier from an internal radiation leak, not much comes to mind. Therefore, I have to figure out what to do about that because, otherwise, people will distrust it.
Actually, I might be able to kill two womprats with one blaster...
My second creation. I needed a name. How she got her name came out of my writing a book, or trying to write one. My brother and I were trying to write a Star Trek book, a sequel to the first movie where Ilia and Will become a new species. The character I focused on was a female I needed a name...
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The last time I kept a journal was during my pregnancy.
Emotional ... hormonal distress. My Master thought it'd be a good idea to write it all down since I didn't have any other way of dealing with it. Had a lot going on in my head at the time that didn't have a good place to go. There was...
Power. It's the key to anything that moves without the muscles of a sentient. Vehicles use it. Blasters use it. Starships use it.
We take it for granted, really. You spend a lifetime surrounded with technology and machines and you become jaded. Those from primitive cultures see it as magic. They...
The hands were too large to use anything and to make specific weapons as a standard issue would be too costly. Not to mention any actual weapons held would have to be able to survive the great strength of the gauntlets and servos. No, a handheld weapon would be rather pointless as a standard...