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Reblog if you want anons about your muse’s worst memories.

Repressed or not, dig into my muse’s past and make them talk about things they wish they could forget.

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     starter call || @jundlcndwastes

BB-8 rolled slowly and carefully through the crowded cantina, taking great care not to antagonize any of its less-reputable patrons. Having been separated from any familiar faces, he had decided to seek shelter and respite wherever he could - and if the only place available was the packed, seedy cantina, so be it.

He knew he was for it if the First Order or any of its affiliates noticed him, and so had decided the cantina was his best shot at safety. Unlike, or so he’d been told, the personnel of the Empire - officers far below Vader, Thrawn and Tarkin, officers of the lowest ranks who quite often had frequented bars like this on longer missions, his databank reminded - BB wasn’t counting on seeing any First Order personnel stationed here. No, no; it was the prospect of running into any criminals or smugglers he had to worry about. They’d take him apart and use him for scrap at any moment - and he shuddered at the thought.

And that’s what made him panic when he, not looking where he was going, collided with the back of a smuggler girl. What made it worse, however, was the fact he knew from his databanks that she worked for the Hutts - and they weren’t known for their good treatment of droids, or anyone for that matter.

Patrons of the bar were already beginning to give the small droid the eye, and he didn’t want to make a scene. This was bad. Veeery bad. Why, he thought to himself, couldn’t I have ended up in Maz’s cantina?

     “Ah!” he beeped, “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to-”

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Blood type: loyalty

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shitpostgenerator:

sometimes i scare the government

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     ooc: right okay time to get to drafts and write starters and stuff!! i have time to kill so i’m gonna make sure i’m on top of everything

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Poe and BB-8. 💫

[Poe Dameron, Annual Issue 01 - Thompson, Virella, Boyd - June 2017 (Marvel Comics)]

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     ooc: after my exams i went on a red dwarf binge and i watched nothing but red dwarf for like four weeks it was lit as hell. but now i'm feeling the muse for arnold rimmer and i'm not sure i wanna make another blog

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BB-8 let out a low, wordless whine as he nudged against his master’s leg, similar to how a pet would provide their distraught owner comfort. He was careful to be gentle, as he could see the man was still injured, but he hoped the gesture would comfort his best friend.

     “Master, I’m so sorry...”

Looking up at Poe, the droid beeped a hesitant question.

     “A-and what happens now? What will we do?”

Hopefully it didn’t need explaining that BB-8 woud be by Poe’s side no matter what happened. He was loyal to a fault, and he and Poe were a one of a kind team.

Taken Wings - OPEN

“I can’t… I can’t fly anymore… The doc’s said I can’t fly anymore…”

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STARTER CALL.

ooc: like or reblog for a starter if you want to interact with bb-8!!

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     ★ ★  ; one of a kind.

     home. message. submit. rules. mun.

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Send ⛓ to capture my muse

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This is an open invitation to ask my muse whatever you damned well please.

Inbox is always open and I know someone must hold curiosities.

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reblog if it’s 100% okay for mutuals to tag you in a starter

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I have to get back to Jakku.

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——————who else is excited for the last jedi?  👀

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"Hey, little guy." The masked merc circled the small bot, "You're a bit circular on the bottom area. Was that your creators way of giving you a donk? Or am I just a huuuuge pervert?" Probably both.

     “A…donk?”

BB-8 looked up at the merc as he circled ‘round him. He’d never seen anyone in the galaxy like this stranger before; to the droid, he looked like some kind of bounty hunter, but that didn’t fit either. Cloaked in red, masked, guns in their holsters and…were those swords strapped to his back? Whoever - and, indeed, whatever - this guy was, BB didn’t want to get on his bad side.

Above all, though, the masked man seemed friendly and funny - a little strange, but he’d seen stranger in stranger places.

     “I’m a BB unit, I’m built for service, not for… Uhm… Visual pleasure? I don’t really know if there are droids for that kind of thing!”

Now, he wasn’t at all sure, but there most likely existed droids built for that purpose. However, to his limited knowledge, they mostly stayed in the red light districts of shady planets in bars owned by Hutts - thankfully, the small droid had stayed away from those types of places. He’d only heard about such things in passing when pilots and personnel arrived from more long-distance voyages, and didn’t understand much about it all. If the merc was looking for a liason with one, BB-8 was definitely not the one to ask.

     “What about you, sir?” BB beeped inquisitively, wobbling slightly from side to side in an excited little dance. If the merc got to be curious - and curious he certainly was - then the droid thought he should ask about him, too. Although, his inquiry was decidedly less…perverted. “I haven’t seen anyone like you before! Are you some kind of bounty hunter?”

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If you think about it, that’s kinda the plot of the movie.