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@ work and there is so much sw stuff up for grabs..wish the post office was free so i could just gift it here like it was 2015 rpc giveaway tumblr

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ive almost finished kotor 2 so here is a special starter call (plotting call too i guess??) for xzara ft in game ootds 

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👀give me blog recs

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CUYANIR‌.

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jabba’s palace is always an unpleasant place after the first sunrise. the night of indulgences usually leaves it littered with passed out bodies, extinguished pipes and spilled drinks. but before the second sun follows the first one over the desert, there is a small window of time during which boba can almost tolerate this hovel. probably because of the silence. he finds a seat that isn’t covered in something sticky and pulls out his datapad, ready to sort out the daily business. it’s peaceful, not that boba is well acquainted with the concept.

a glass crunches underneath a boot and he immediately lifts up his helmet, catching solo in an attempt to sneak out. they make eye-contact. boba tilts his head to the side, a substitute to a raised brow. 

“you know jabba wants to speak with you.” not a question. he sets down his datapad.

given three more minutes, a measly three minutes, he’d have cleared the door and been freed from the stink of gamorrean sweat and something he hopes he’s misidentifying as piss. he retraces his steps, backwards, with his hands raised, kicks the pile of glass shards apart and shrugs. han would call it an act of spite, it’s more like sulking. of all the desperate and gullible sad sacks who hang around at this hour, of course he’d have to be caught by the one exception to the rule. 

 ‘ and what about you boba, what do you want? jabba this, jabba that, how come we never talk? ’ 

he grins, even puts in the effort to try and make it seem sincere, not that it could be reciprocated in any knowing way. when han tries to picture what might be rattling around under that helmet at any given time, it’s always a frown. 

‘ if you don’t wanna talk now, i understand, no hurt feelings- i’ll just be getting back to the business of leaving. ’

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Hey kid! Thanks for coming after me. Think nothing of it. I’m thinking… I owe you one.

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if u want to plot with me while I spend 3 hours on a train let me know 😏

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Hello, everyone! This is a brand new masterlist blog for the Star Wars roleplay community, aiming to compile every active blog in one single page so roleplayers can find others and have fun. Please only REBLOG this post and state the following in the TAGS in order to be included on the list:

your muse name 

canon or OC

single or multi-muse blog 

for muses outside of Star Wars that have a dedicated verse, make sure you include the fandom you’re in.

For example: Luke Skywalker / canon / single                        Steve Rogers / canon / Marvel / verse

That’s all! May the Force be with you.

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knock knock where are the kotor 2 rpers knock knock please wake up for me its star wars time

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@warstar​, cont. 

he can’t say it, the words he’d need are too unfamiliar, but what difference would it make if he could? really? he’s not withholding the death star plans, nothing changes between luke knowing or not, so it’s a waste to spin a guilt trip over. what’s a little more debt to the mantra of “no harm, no foul?”

you’d think he’d have picked up on it already, just by looking and without having to hear it formally announced. they’ve been together long enough that han’s one poker face has worn thin, luke should have more of a clue, that’d be a shove in the right direction. he slings his arm around luke, pulls him flush to his side and musses with his hair.  ‘ sure kid, but later. i’ll tell you later. believe it or not, it’s too early to hear the sound of my own voice- i’m still running on reserve power. ’

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regret the choice i made for a character page for many reasons, but especially now that i want to add two more ppl to the blog but lack the energy to make it so 

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@worstorder​ !

someone’s taken his ration box, lifted it over to a table three away from where he planned to sit. it’s not a someone he recognizes, so he tries not to assign motive, chalks it up to being a mistake. they’re military grade tins, which means they’re utterly uniform aside from acquired dings. he’s probably done the same and walked off with the wrong lunch before, but he’s too hungry to wade through storage looking for another free of scrap rats. hungry enough that he’d very graciously describe what’s waiting inside as appetizing. 

closing in on the stranger, finn feels an old knot in his stomach pull through. their face, which seemed to be static and humanoid from a little distance, ebbs and flows like a crowd of at least thirty in between blinks. a strobing image of someone sweating, melting, oozing without losing mass. one of the more inarticulable things he’s seen today, it doesn’t make him want to hurry forward. it’s a shame he’s come near enough now to collide with the bench. when he looks up from cradling his knee, the spectacle's fled and left only a bad feeling. 

       ‘ you gonna eat that? because i was, i was gonna eat that. ’

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THE MIST (2007) SENTENCE STARTERS modify as necessary! trigger warnings for violence, death, threatening language

“All the food’s gonna go bad.”

“I’ve gotta start over from scratch.”

“Well, sweetie, you couldn’t exactly know that a tree was gonna come flying through the window.”

“It’s just stuff.”

“We’re safe. That’s all that counts.”

“I really don’t want you running all over the place.”

“You have incredibly low standards.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna punch him in the nose.”

“I’m sorry. I mean it. Sincerely.”

“You’re not heading into town today by any chance, are you?”

“‘Friends’ might be stretching it a little.”

“There’s something in the mist.”

“It’s death out there. It’s the end of days.”

“Stop it, okay? Stop it.”

“Let’s just stay cool. Let’s just try to figure out what happened.”

“I hope you all rot in hell.”

“If you need anything, just holler.”

“First thing we need to do is keep our wits about us and find out what’s happened.”

“It’s Judgment Day and it’s come round at last.”

“You’ve done that to yourself by a life of sin and dissolution.”

“You don’t seem to understand, or you’re trying real hard not to.”

“Would you just shut the fuck up already?”

“The next time you’ve got something to say, you count your teeth, because I’m sick to death of your bullshit.”

“You should’ve said what you meant better.”

“What we saw was impossible. You know that, don’t you?”

“It’s not my blood. I’m fine.”

“We’re in the deep shit here. People need to know.”

“I’m just not that stupid. I mean, what do you take me for?”

“We’ve got real problems to deal with here, and this pathetic attempt at a joke has gone far enough.”

“Well, don’t I feel foolish?”

“I actually thought you were being kind to me today, so thanks for setting me straight.”

“It appears we may have a problem of some magnitude here.”

“They’re not all bad. They can’t all be bad.”

“The day I need a friend like you, I’ll just have myself a little squat and shit one out.”

“You can’t convince some people there’s a fire even when their hair is burning. Denial is a powerful thing.”

“There’s none so blind as those who will not see.”

“Open your eyes. Let the scales fall away.”

“Your tongue must be hung in the middle so that it can waggle at both ends.”

“You’ll have to stop now. You’re scaring the children.”

“The bill is due. It must be paid.”

“Kid, you got brass balls.”

“You sure there’s no way I can talk you out of this?”

“Hey, how come you never asked me out?”

“Can we just stay in here a while? Just you and me?”

“My life for you.”

“Just sleep. Everything’ll be better in the morning.”

“You can’t fuck with me on this. Not like this.”

“We have to get out of here. I mean permanently.”

“You don’t have much faith in humanity, do you?”

“People are basically good as long as the machines are working and you can dial 9-1-1, but you take those things away, you throw people in the dark, you scare the shit out of them, you’ll see how primitive they get.”

“If you scare people badly enough, you can get them to do anything.”

“As a species, we’re fundamentally insane. If you put more than two of us in a room, we pick sides and start dreaming up reasons to kill one another. Why do you think we invented politics and religion?”

“Oh, Jesus, that’s just wrong.”

“Why can’t you just leave well enough alone?”

“Welcome to Sesame Street, today’s word is ‘expiation’.”

“I’m not spending the rest of my life here.”

“I’d rather die out there trying than in here waiting.”

“You stop your chickenshit whining or I will cut your puling tongue out.”

“I heard stuff. We all heard stuff.”

“Don’t you know by now? Don’t you know the truth?”

“Let’s see how far this fuel takes us.”

“Well, we gave it a good shot. Nobody can say we didn’t.”

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i started a knights of the old republic 2 run (shut up it is good) with xzara as my pc, and in light of that i’m breaking their timeline into 2 places:

pre game timeline: traveling fortune teller xzara. having a great time, making good credits, can’t be bothered to know anything about the force other than the fact that it’s called the force. an impending padawan, but that’s between us. will unfortunately think the rat tail is cool. in star wars canon, pre prequels. 

mid game timeline ( probably to evolve as i play but im bad at games ): has been exiled from the jedi for serving as a general during the mandalorian wars, drowning in guilt and losing touch with the force. still traveling, mostly to avoid bounty hunters. not a party pooper, though. i know this sounds like a dark and gritty turn, but xzara is still trying to make a go of it, a pure refusal to be put down all the time. looking for a come back in the form of a nice house and a loth-cat for company. 

this is maybe the most inelegant way to deliver this information, and im also not satisfied with how it sounds, so in case i was not clear: xzara is cool and fun and lovely and you don’t need to know a thing about a video game from 2004 to write with them 

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havent got the patience to be tagged here’s xzara and rex ( picrew )

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@floodtides !

‘ you’re gonna want to let it sniff you first. ’ she holds out her own hand in demonstration, dax the orbak bumps its muzzle against her palm and grunts like an engine in bad need of an oil change (it’s fine though, nothing to worry about, that’s how they sound on a good day). 

‘ a little common courtesy, right? a thanks for not getting knocked onto your ass, you get it. ’

       she waves jessie closer, eyes bright, completely failing to see how she might be asking anything daunting of her. either jannah’s been desensitized to how imposing the tusks look up close, or she’s assuming her company’s blasé attitude runs deep, or both.

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WARSTAR‌.

The punchline hits Luke and he’s as annoyed at Han as he is at himself for falling for something like this. Again. His gaze flicks up at Han, bores straight into him.

          “That’s a lousy trick.”

He lets the annoyance fill him, then lets it go. It looks like this: his face softens, he releases Han from his unamused stare.

Luke’s hand brushes across his own cheek, feeling for anything funny that Han might’ve stuck on him during the touch. He doesn’t feel anything. But, his cheek does feel a little warm. Han’s hands look clean. Clean for Han’s standards. Luke’s nodding, self assured, his tone is goading:

          “Do you say those sorts of things to every person you lose to?”

With a wave of his hand, the holochess table flickers back on. Luke slumps forward and sets his eyes idly on the game. Absentminded, he makes his next move. Some pawn to some lonely spot that won’t make any difference.

‘ hey now, i don’t lose very often. ’  this said as he pushes a piece forward into the next empty square without a plan in mind. his interest in the game is swiftly waning, if he stays staring at luke he might forget they’ve been playing at anything other than banter. that wouldn’t be an unhappy outcome at all, it’s just got to be an unconscious sabotage or han will snap out of it and pick a piece of wall behind the blonde hair to turn his attention on. 

      ‘ you just happen to be winning a lot, which has absolutely nothing to do with my usual track record of remarkable success. ’ 

it’s a good thing chewie’s not here to voice a second opinion. luke is sure to see straight through him, he’s not stupid, but he can’t yell loud enough to make him regret the lie- not like a wookie can.

' y’know kid, i bet it’d be a breeze for you to fix games with the force. ’ he wiggles his fingers for effect. ‘ that’d be a career right there if you weren’t on a full time mystical quest for self discovery. ’