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"But why do they call it that?" Max looked at Landon as he fixed his bowtie. The puzzled pinch of his brow genuine. Landon took a shallow drag of the spice stick perched precariously between his lips. Stars, they were stuck in the middle of Devaron at some fancy-arsed space wizard gala where...

The whole galaxy runs on credits. From the hallowed halls of the High Republic to the despotic worlds of the Sith, the entire galaxy requires that its citizens earn some sort of honest or dishonest living if they are to survive. No matter where you go, you will find credits in some form, and...

The reconstruction of the planet Mahporeem remains as agonizingly slow as it ever was. With the failure of the Great Corrox Conference, Mahporeem's plans for regional and eventual galactic domination have been pushed back, as the planet struggles to deal with its evert growing population of...

The prison station drifts slow, trembling, toward Dagobah. Orbit failing. Metal groaning under strain. One wrong move… one missed beat… and it will crash. Everyone aboard—guards, prisoners—gone, swallowed by mist and swamp. So remote, it was never given a proper name. Just a number: Relay...

LOCATION: Iokath OBJECTIVE: To uncover and claim old tech from the remains of the old civilizations IMPORTANT LINKS: Sword #1 | Sword #2 | Armor | Jewel | Ring | Necklace | Gauntlet | DIII Gluttoneria | The guards | KRONOS TAG: @Open Iokath had quite the history, as it was built on a foundation...

◈ Scrap or Salvation ◈ First Reply [Orbit of a Dead World – Derelict Station] The planet below turned slowly, a graveyard world wrapped in silence. Its continents were carved into black scars, oceans boiled to vapor long ago, its surface nothing but shattered glass plains and...

I do not know why I keep doing this to myself; markets, crowds and people brushing too close. Maybe part of me still clings to the illusion of normalcy now that I have been given a new place to call home. But the weight of too many eyes lingers on my mind, and I cannot tell which ones are really...

The cantina was... not much. A refitted ore-exchange station off the Mardona Loop—somewhere between the spice runs of Rinn and the smuggling slips of Bracca. The neon outside blinked with a tired stutter, half the letters burned out, the other half flickering like they owed a favor to gravity...

x fa-play fa-pause EPISODE ?? A crisis befalls the people of WROONA. The terrible, genius DR. NF4R-10S has unleashed a weapon of great power: THE DREAD FORTRESS. A flying droid factory powered by a relentless molecular furnace. The vessel uses the natural forests of WROONA to fuel itself...

. : Denon : . The Glitch Orchid Cantina The air hung thick with smoke, clinging to the walls and curling around throats like a warning. Scherezade wrinkled her nose as she slipped through the meager crowd, her senses reaching, probing, searching for something distinct amid the miasma. She...

open to one shots and small single thread plots of all kinds

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// TL;DR & OOC: A group of pirates (any and all are welcome!), led by a Mandalorian Warlord, are raiding a luxury liner in the Middle of Nowhere, GA space. Pirates are lootin' and doing their thing, Mandos are primarily after specific civilians. The goal here is fun small scale, close-quarters...

DENON. Avenue-317. Sector Twelve. A ceremony of remembrance. A celebration of forgetting. The plaza gleamed like new money. Chrome railings. Fresh duracrete. Projected names gliding across tall glass facades—names of firms and subsidiaries, logistics bodies, modular engineering firms, and...

To think Ra had left her early days in the dust wasn't entirely true. She thought of the Dominion and the people she met there occasionally. Now was one of those times. Word had reached her through old messengers that a friend was looking for work. Rather, he was taking on odd jobs here and...

STATION LOUDSPEAKER "Welcome, one and all to the humble birthweek celebration of The Most Benignant and Tasteful Lrungo the Hutt. It's a beautiful Zhellday to make some money, live it up, and sample all that the finest tastes in the Galaxy can afford - all here aboard the lovely, the singular...

So we've had some historical issues with invasions and war on Chaos, and its been discussed a few times that invasions are high activity but not very good for long term growth of the site. Invasions get massive volume by comparison to other threads, but too many invasions causes burnout, and...

The simple roadside stand was just a tarp held up by some metal poles, but the sounds of repair work would tell any passersby that it was home to someone. Saul's metal hands were working over various projects for the families around the lower level of the Collective Commerce District. His...

Introduction: During the peace treaty between the Republic and the Sith empire, a hulking advanced battle droid kicks down the door to a hidden resistance base on Nar Shaddaa. The droid aims his wrist blaster at a citizen typing away at a computer and coldly orders him to submit to the Hutts...