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Disney's Princess
The Grand Regalia
Station orbiting Nar Shaddaa
*ooc: invitational
Now. When you think Hutt Space and Shopping Galleries, perhaps the visions that follow aren't the most pleasant of modern thoughts. But let's just say that perhaps the Hutt's wanted to change all that. Let's just pretend that if a Hutt wants to spend money? He's going to spend a lot of it. ...Maybe, all of it. Haha.
Skip ahead to the brand new, The Grand Regalia. The galaxies newest Space Themepark, Hotel, & Casino. A glittering silver city in the muddiest of space. The pearl among swine. Paid for, by swine. Built to be the biggest competition for your time and money since the invention of the Holo-net, Amazon, and Tinder.
This was wealth. This was splendor. This was the perfect opening weekend, for a Girl's Night Out.
"Come on out girl's! Come on down, you ladies of the night. Tonight, Lady Cathar and her posse are going to rock this Station and bring it to it's knees! Free drinks for everybody!"
The crowd went wild.
Lady Cather, the infamous queen of excess, was going to be leading around a entourage of nameless flocking women and partying all night long. This was a once in a lifetime chance to not only experience everything the new station had to offer. It was also a chance to become gloriously, gloriously infamous yourself.
It was the perfect setting, for our Girl's Night Out.
Station orbiting Nar Shaddaa
*ooc: invitational
Now. When you think Hutt Space and Shopping Galleries, perhaps the visions that follow aren't the most pleasant of modern thoughts. But let's just say that perhaps the Hutt's wanted to change all that. Let's just pretend that if a Hutt wants to spend money? He's going to spend a lot of it. ...Maybe, all of it. Haha.
Skip ahead to the brand new, The Grand Regalia. The galaxies newest Space Themepark, Hotel, & Casino. A glittering silver city in the muddiest of space. The pearl among swine. Paid for, by swine. Built to be the biggest competition for your time and money since the invention of the Holo-net, Amazon, and Tinder.
This was wealth. This was splendor. This was the perfect opening weekend, for a Girl's Night Out.
.....
Her name was Lady Cathar. A pop-singer famous on every Core World with a radio. She was a feline minx of sexual prowess, fashionable grandeur, and a holonet reporter rave. And tonight she was standing outside of the Grand Regalia Hotel and beckoning the world to her."Come on out girl's! Come on down, you ladies of the night. Tonight, Lady Cathar and her posse are going to rock this Station and bring it to it's knees! Free drinks for everybody!"
The crowd went wild.
Lady Cather, the infamous queen of excess, was going to be leading around a entourage of nameless flocking women and partying all night long. This was a once in a lifetime chance to not only experience everything the new station had to offer. It was also a chance to become gloriously, gloriously infamous yourself.
It was the perfect setting, for our Girl's Night Out.
.....
Sam Jhovna and her bubbly troupe of near-human girlfriends looked to at the lobby TV screen and screamed with glee. If there was going to be the party of the century. It was going to start at the Grand Regalia Hotel.