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OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"Sometimes holding the line isn’t about victory. It’s about making sure there’s still a line to hold."
ARTISIA — THE INVASION BROKEN
The guns have fallen silent. The smoke drifts west with the wind. And on the scarred plains outside the...
The smell of smoke and static electricity filled the control room, which was solely illuminated by the errant fires which had broken out across the level. Typhojem, the Left-Handed God, had done it's job well. With the Imperial fleet engaging the Faithless outside, and His forces running amok...
[RECORDED ON VOSS]
Dear diary...
I Wh This I question why I even fill these pages anymore, they are childish and stupid and my brother keeps telling me it could endanger the family.
* Agitated huff, followed by pacing. *
What could endanger it? My ramblings? My reports on my dreams? As if I...
Izzy,
Listen, if phrik is unbreakable, then so is your refusal to laugh at my jokes.
Which is kind of rude, by the way.
But fine. I’ll keep writing these things until the flowers wilt,
The tea goes cold,
And the Masquerade finally forgives us (neverrr).
One of my favorite perfomrances...
S T A N D I N G
The world swam in fragments of color and light.
A crimson pulse against sterile white. The sound of a ventilator, low and rhythmic, like a sleeping beast in the corner of the room. Then came the hiss, sharp, mechanical, bacta nozzles priming as the droids worked in calm...
Edict of Succession and Guardianship
Issued from the Throne of Devit
By the authority vested in the Crown of Devit, it is with solemn voice and heavy heart that we proclaim the passing of His Majesty Caelan Aereen Valoren, King of Devit, who has departed from this mortal realm and entered into...
It felt...wrong. Being here. Meeting her birth parents for what felt like the first time. Of course it wasn't. It would just be the first time of her seeing their faces. Remembering them. After having been lost and raised at sea, Reina had never assumed she'd see her birth family again. Then...
IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
BONADAN, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES
12 hours before the events of Prophet Motive
The doors to the conference opened wide as the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Confederation’s Armed Forces, Marlon Sularen, made his entrance. In front of him, a group of executives sat...
Encrypted Journal Entry – Acier Moonbound
Log Entry - Training Log #4
Location: Flickerfox
Been some time since the Death Star, been even longer since I've written in this thing.
But... it's been needed. I need to go back to the drawing board, back to the lab. So to speak.
I used to think...
We all do this play by post rp for various reasons whether it be to improve our writing, escapism, or social engagement. Honestly over the years I have both loved and hated this game we all play together. I have left saying I would never come back but I always come back. The things that...
(Meditation Chamber, Enterprise Station — late cycle)
The room was silent save for the hum of the Force. Flows and ebbs in the Force rolled around the station, and the Chamber, into and out of the one who was channeling it. The only one on the Enterprise who could.
Connel sat cross-legged...
JOIOL
Continued from A Foolproof Plan
[ Miss Persephone, I have news. ]
Sitting at her desk in her room on Joiol, Persephone was typing away at her datapad,back to the droid. The massive window in front of her desk overlooked the ocean and the wide swath of cove the mansion was situated on...
Location: Roon
One week after Atrisia, after the Death Star. The hospital room was quiet, Ace sat leaned against his bedframe, bare shoulders bowed, the sheets draped loosely around his waist. The light above him was a muted amber, enough to catch the dull gleam of the new prosthetic where it...
Somewhere in the Outer Rim
Miranda
Blasterfire crackled in the distance, painting the dusk sky over the shipyard in streaks of amber. Somewhere between the half scrapped haulers and the smell of coolant, Drifter leaned against a stack of crates, arms crossed, watching the lunatic in front of...
The office was too quiet. Even the soft hum of the holoprojector felt sharp in the air. Piles of datapads surrounded her like a barricade — reports, requisitions, briefings — and still, Eve couldn’t make herself see any of them.
Her eye traced the words, but they blurred. Numbers, names...
"Alright, team," said Maro Quenn, the kind of middle manager whose spine had been replaced years ago with quarterly reports. "Corporate says we need a public engagement event to reintroduce Czerka to the galaxy. Something bold, innovative, synergistic—"
"Violent?" offered Tressa, the marketing...
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The air in the workshop carried the familiar tang of grease and hot metal, laced with the sharp, electric promise of oncoming rain. Sparks burst from the repair torch in her hand, each flash momentarily illuminating the curve of her goggles and the determined set of her...
OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"When the noise fades, what remains are the echoes and the questions no one dares to answer."
ARTISIA — PEACE TALKS INTERRUPTED BY WAR
It was meant to be a summit, not a siege. Artisia a Galactic Alliance world renowned for its academies and...