Corey's OOC
And where were the spiders
This was just one of those things. Corellia was in shambles, and there were so many people off world, and Marek Starchaser could only hope that more than he figured got off world. It was Corellia, after all, and they were basically attached to their starships. But with the family estate gone, and the rest of the Starchaser clan reaching out to him? It was all he could do.
So that was why he was throwing this bit of a hootenanny.
A bit of a way to unwind for the Corellians. Many made their way away from the homeworld, but they never forgot where their journey began. And that was the purpose of this. Marek Starchaser had dubbed it the first annual Corellian Fundraiser. With the double-whammy of the Omega Protectorate losing control and the splitting of the world, this was the best way he could help out.
He had made it known to his contacts and everyone who was someone in the galaxy to attend. A small cover charge allowed entry to the newly rechristened Soul of Corellia that was not on its way to circle the old system. Table games were going full-speed, with all droid operators and dealers replaced by some of the most attractive Corellian dealers that he could hire.
On top of that, the galaxy's best entertainment was assembled and playing at the various venues throughout the luxury liner. All proceeds from this cruise were going directly into the refugee efforts to assist the Corellians. Sure, they may not think they needed it, but Marek, a Corellian-born was definitely wanting to help his homeworld homies.
The CEO of Bright Star Entertainment was even working the bar at the main establishment which was nostalgically renamed 'Treasure Ship' where a traditional Corellian rock band was playing. Greeting as many of the new arrivals to the fundraiser as he could, the man was working on his bar skills. He could sling a mean drink, but the younger, more appropriately personalities men and women were greeting just as many and putting on a much better show for the arrivals.
The ship was filled with an entertainment line up, including potential guest appearances by some of the galaxy's most famous and infamous beings, all here in a PEACEFUL collective to provide for the relief efforts to the world. Security was on high alert, just in case, but even Marek wasn't too concerned anyone was going to disrupt this party.
Because that's what it was, a party celebrating all Corellia did, was, and will be for the galaxy.
So that was why he was throwing this bit of a hootenanny.
A bit of a way to unwind for the Corellians. Many made their way away from the homeworld, but they never forgot where their journey began. And that was the purpose of this. Marek Starchaser had dubbed it the first annual Corellian Fundraiser. With the double-whammy of the Omega Protectorate losing control and the splitting of the world, this was the best way he could help out.
He had made it known to his contacts and everyone who was someone in the galaxy to attend. A small cover charge allowed entry to the newly rechristened Soul of Corellia that was not on its way to circle the old system. Table games were going full-speed, with all droid operators and dealers replaced by some of the most attractive Corellian dealers that he could hire.
On top of that, the galaxy's best entertainment was assembled and playing at the various venues throughout the luxury liner. All proceeds from this cruise were going directly into the refugee efforts to assist the Corellians. Sure, they may not think they needed it, but Marek, a Corellian-born was definitely wanting to help his homeworld homies.
The CEO of Bright Star Entertainment was even working the bar at the main establishment which was nostalgically renamed 'Treasure Ship' where a traditional Corellian rock band was playing. Greeting as many of the new arrivals to the fundraiser as he could, the man was working on his bar skills. He could sling a mean drink, but the younger, more appropriately personalities men and women were greeting just as many and putting on a much better show for the arrivals.
The ship was filled with an entertainment line up, including potential guest appearances by some of the galaxy's most famous and infamous beings, all here in a PEACEFUL collective to provide for the relief efforts to the world. Security was on high alert, just in case, but even Marek wasn't too concerned anyone was going to disrupt this party.
Because that's what it was, a party celebrating all Corellia did, was, and will be for the galaxy.