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Trouble On Rodia Boom! The Rodian guard had thrown a thermal detonator at a mouse droid eavesdropping on their communications. "T-te jacta!" (I'll get you for this!) The Rodian guard was infuriated by the droid. This was the third time this week that a mouse droid had came stalking the...

*The sky began to purple at the edge of the horizon, and the wind blew a sharp note through the ridges of ice carving slightly deeper into the edges of the canyon. It was going to be a clear and crisp night. Stars began to pucker into sight as the sun slowly sank away. The three moons peeked...

In honour of the Force Awakens, this RP will be dedicated to a starship crew, trying to make it big, in the galaxy. *WARNING! THERE ARE SPOILERS!* ----- PLOT: After signing a treaty, the New Republic and the Empire have split the galaxy in half, creating a Neutral Zone between each other to...

[member="Ryker Tal'verda"] [STARTING MUSIC] I stood in front of the Jedi Temple on Lothal, fingers twitching slightly as I waited for some little punk named Ryker to show up. Tumbleweed blew across the land, doing what it did best: tumble. Somewhere in the swishy grasses, I heard the distant...

Sera awoke groggily from her rather pleasant slumber in her home on Phindar. Her dream of spending a day with that suave and sexy Dr. Drake Ramoray had finally floated into her subconscious, only to be ripped away by the sound of her alarm that she could have sworn she had shut off the night...

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the heat flue with care, In hopes that St. [member="Tefka"] soon would be there; The Jawas were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of junk piles...

Image Source: Christmas Demolition Intent: COMPLETELY NON-CANON energy weapon for everyone to go crazy with. Development Thread: None. Manufacturer: H0H 0H0 Technologies, Ltd. Model: PPRMNT-1 energy weapon Affiliation: Kris Kringle Modularity: None. Production: Mass-Produced. Cause why not. It's...

Amy sighed to herself as she wandered the streets of lothal. She had left her small home she had aquired on the outskirts of the imperial run town. She disliked them but had to deal with them to live. On her way to the small shoping district she had to sneak past a few imp's and stormtroopers...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WgT9gy4zQA The preparations had been made. Everything was perfect. There was tons of food,every delicacy imaginable laid out on tables and place settings enough to hold half the sentient life in the galaxy. The smells of the feast wafting through the air were...

(Gonna start out crummy and then get more bawss. Hold on to your Hammer Pants.) Hey Dredge, Gimme some time and a box of wine, And I'll tell you how your life's 'bout to be shorter than mine. Or it will be after you step on this landmine. Bringing down the house. I'm chokin' you up like David...

Eann Mallocomb, Mathematician, Scientist, and survivor of the Felucian "Rancor Park" incident, was walking home with that night's groceries. The small store he was leaving was only a couple of short blocks away from his apartment, here on the metropolis city of Coruscant. Although tonight...

Alright, so we've had a couple of false starts trying to get the Galactic Battle Arena going, but we're nothing if not persistent and maybe a little bored, so here goes: Everyone is cordially invited to participate in the First Grand Tournament of the Galactic Battle Arena. The rules are...

Location: Jabiim, mud flats outside of Choal Conditions: Torrential rains and electrical storms in shifting mud pools. Sin's gear: Two sabers; one silver, one red. Two DC-17 blaster pistols in a custom shoulder harness, maximum of 50 shots each. Black fitted combat suit and knee high boots...

It was time. A time for battle. A time for war. A time for crossed blades and spilled blood. Two men would stand upon the sands of this remote island, a volcano stranded amid a great ocean upon the face of Manda'yaim. Two men would stand, but only one would rise from the ordeal. Only one could...

Backed by a dark cult, The Primeval, exiles find solace in Wild Space; where the impossible is merely improbable and mysteries are aplenty. [Faction Page] Founded on 7, December, 2014; The Primeval is a place for writers seeking a faction that thrive on mystery and never follows the same old...

Kesh, Jungle Highlands, 844 ABY, during Netherworld. A young eldorai, presumably either from the Nether or a time anomaly, walked around in the jungle, Lightning Blade in hand (it's a longsword he alchemized for the sole purpose of using lightning.), searching for a worthy foe.

Carnage. That was the only word that could describe the calamity about to occur on Paecia. In the middle of a seemingly regular day at the Paecian royal court while the White Empress was busy conducting her usual affairs of state, the unthinkable was about to occur. A large Paecian war fleet...

Let me start off by saying I am nowhere near wanting to discard this character. That being said, though, I was wondering if anyone would want to participate in a thread where Nei would get to die an awesome death. Obviously, this would be non-canon and wouldn't count for anything, but I just...

There was once a planet, far in a distant Galaxy where nerds and people with little lives gathered to write about a fictional world none of them would experience. Inside that world though there was yet another planet of no name and no life on it except for two great armies, both wanting the...

7020 BBY Ancient Jedi Temple at Tython [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"][member="Gherron Vael"][member="Krest"] The ancient forests of Tython hummed with a primordial howl. The creatures in the thick jungles whooped and shrieked. Something had disturbed their animal mannerisms. A...