non-canon

Welcome bounty hunters, to the Fallen Souls Republic. Here you will be treated as an equal by all your brothers and sisters.Come to find bounties, or just hang out at the bar, the choice is your's. (I'll be starting a community here soon)

So, it's that time of night. It's 4:02am, I've been awake for longer than I should, surrounded by the debris of coke cola cans, salted peanuts and the remnants of a chocolate digestive packet that I have been gorging on for the past two days, and, yet, despite the longing to enter a dreamless...

Void Station Alpha, Orbiting Hypori Werah relaxed back in his private quarters, his mask off. He had ordered this room specially, and it was filled with the correct mixture of gases for a Kel-Dor. It had been years since he'd been free of the anti pack, thought Werah. "Odd", he said, his voice...

[member="Atheus"] ​I could still feel it. I could still feel the horrible pain from my mother's death. The horrible, horrible hollowness that followed the snuffing of her life force. Even now, the terrible moment of when my mother's presence was blown away with the explosion remained etched...

It began when somebody -- won't say who, but somebody -- towed a little space station to Zeltros. And, from there, up the Rimma to Wild Space and the planet Kesh. Kesh, a planet whose king had recently signed into law the Anti-Zeltron and James Justice Immigration Act. Now a space platform...

Hype's worn Kum'rrk fighter roared through deep space. There was nothing here, absolutely nothing. The charts had been wrong. Hype slammed his fist onto his console in frustration. He wished he could wring the neck of that dealer. But, sitting here on the outer edges of the known galaxy, there...

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"Hrnng..." Lids lifted to release deep yellow hues from captivity, and his maw opened to release an ominous howl of discontentment. His hand fell upon his torso, where pain seemed unbridled to its existence. Clutching lightly, he twisted his form and lifted from the small pallet which he had...

It has been approximately a decade since the Galaxy fell into darkness. Civilization has almost entirely collapsed, only pockets of the previous governments yet exist. It began when all electronics in the galaxy were destroyed. No explanation, no warning. Everything powered by electricity simply...

The Galaxy has gone Dark A cataclysmic event has left the galaxy without any power. All electronics, no matter the type, have fallen dead. Without power the worlds have lost contact with one another, without ships there is travel between worlds. People fear for their safety as satellites and...

As you ran through the complex, pursued by the strange creatures who had kidnapped you, you ran into some sort of blue box. Apparently, at least according to its sign, it is a public call box. As its door opens you see a somewhat elderly human male behind it, "Ah come on in [member=James...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gq3F-V-BQWA I don't know my mind has come up with this fantasy, borne out of imagination bred by desire and torment. But alas, here I am, writing something akin to madness. This is my third piece- you may want to search the others- and probably not my last...

Hello all. I've had a few inquiries on my Battletech thread, so I figure I'd start an OOC thread to discuss it. Link to IC thread: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/86185-battletech-retrospective-and-prospective-semi-open/ [member="Kelson"] [member="Cheshire"] [member="Sarge Potteiger"] Items to...

OOC: I feel like writing Battletech, so I'm posting this. It's set in the Invasion era, maybe. Not sure yet. We shall see. I'll post whenever. If you wish to join, feel free, but it may help to post an OOC inquiry first to see how best to fit in. This is Battletech/Mechwarrior, by the way. Not...

After The Fall almost every system was touched by war and destruction, some luckier than others. And in the wake of its destruction and death tyrants rose and people were subjected to cruel and inhuman conditions. Conditions that bred crime, death, and a loss of morality. What was once a proud...

Let's compile this into something that is tangible, because what you just wrote on the other forum couldn't be described as anything other than a loss of control, and in the eyes of this community, on this platform, such a loss of control could, would and never can be tolerated because you want...

Twenty years. Going on twenty-one since he had been created. It had been so short a time, between his creation and this insanity. It had been unexpected, the sudden attacks and the destruction that had followed. Ultimatum had thought it impossible for all of the dark organics to band together...

A large, lavishly furnished, if relatively bare, room was filled with the soft spitting of a slowly dying flame, concealed behind an old fashioned, almost ancient, metal grate that was stained black from soot and smoke. Above the yellow flames, resting atop a clean cut, black stained marble...

After so long, the time had finally come. Years had gone by with Crux learning what he could where he could learn it. There were abilities he knew, secrets he had uncovered, that many had wished would remain buried. Using telekinesis as a paralysis mechanism, wrenching information from a man's...

The tag and title says it all. I want to have an all out battle with someone. I need to practise my skill, I want to write a spin-off, and I don't care if we destroy worlds with power levels over nine thousand. Non-canon, anything goes. Just try and keep it fun. Any takers?