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@LadyOfStars Inma was helped down the ornately carved marble stairs by her personal nurses. The opulence here in the capital was now displayed garishly and to a sickening degree. Red tapestries and marble busts of the hero Zapata rested beneath golden chandeliers, an ironic tribute to role...

Inma lounged, slurping a margarita in a most unladylike way. Her head buzzed and thrummed as the alcohol she'd imbibed the last few hours continued to take effect. She let out a girl like giggle as she spun in her chair. Since the Zentenium showed up, her life had taken a turn for the better...

Danny was on high alert as a tribe of monkeys crashed from the forrest. Their shrieks deepening the ache in his head. He gritted his teeth, hefting his hockey stick like a club. But the monkeys did not charge. He edged to the clearing. Was the necklace one of them dropped a locket? He popped...

Kilmain Doudunnah staggered his old ass into the room and farted in everyones faces. "Lo lamento for being late perras." Kilmain burped. Kilmain's assertion of dominance at the meeting finally allowed him to be crowned king of the vulture tribe. His next orders of business were to overthrow...

Danny snarled and tugged the hockey stick away from the scrap heap. Danny leaned on the makeshift staff heavily. His eyes were bleary and slow to react too light. Thought the wound to his head had closed, he still felt as if he were reeling a bit. Shortly after he shoved the flare gun in his...

"A pillow? No thanks." Danny shotgunned the beer. He began spraying foam and spittle on the robots face plate when he started choking. Coughing out his next words he gave orders. "Robot, find me all the useful equipment you can find. We are going for a hike. I am going to find the pilot of...

Danny wasn't surprised when the Robot proffered the beer to him. People always got him what he wanted. "Hey you pile of bolts, can you tell me where I am?" Danny attempted to push himself up on his hands and knees, but vertigo nearly overwhelmed him, and he dropped back to the forrest floor...

Danny opened his eyes, blearily focusing on the robot moving about before him. "Hey rust bucket get me some beer." Danny rasped His hands clawed in the dirt as he pulled himself along the ground toward the metal man. @Trektek

Listen while reading 4 xtra edge Danny came too. Blood ran down his face in rivulets. He screamed in anguish as he saw the pod eject while the fiberglass screen closed behind it. Raven and Lucious (@The_split_Nation, @waifu) crowded around the glass view screen of the pod as they watched...

Even Danny is surprised by the carnage caused by Lucius and "Raven", "Holy fuckamole." Said Danny from the kitchen's exit. "These guys mean fucking business, I better not fuck with them or I am gonna get a spoon in my eye." Without warning, alarms signaling the ship was imperiled began...

"Well, my names Danny Sans, and you may have heard of me! Star player of the Ziggurat Abes! The Lima hockey team... didn't anyone tell ya?" He nodded appreciatively to both guests... acknowledging their willingness to party. He let an awkward silence grow for about 15 seconds-- continuing to...

Danny stopped to hear that the gentleman @The_split_Nation would have purchased English whiskey. He couldn't believe his ears. The wheels are turning in Danny's head... "The English aren't famous for anything except being shitty. You want Scottish or at least Irish if you are drinking juice...

Danny was pissed. This was the third time a waiter had tried to serve him English whiskey. "What the hell is this cat piss?!" He finally shouted. "I asked for Jameson and lime! Not limey and lime! If I wanted an extra shot of Black and Tan oppression I would have asked." Danny flexed...

@HighSanguinaryPriest @D. Rex @Chak @Rusty of Shackleford Atticus Rolfschild Olie, Grand Admiral of the Republic sat, still as stone in his bridge. Men and aliens moved around him shouting orders into comms and reporting in on various systems. They had just received a distress call from the...

Group: The Wretched Hive Location: Tatooine, The Resplendent Glory Tags: @Bruhaha @Adobe @Locklaklazarii @Rusty of Shackleford @GrieveWriter @Obsidian @D. Rex @Pumpkin Spice Cyanide @Sophileon Sinclair snarled, withdrawing his hand. Seeing the chiss reach inside her clothing for a weapon...

Group: The Ebon Legion Apprentices Location: Soth's Ship Tags: @D. Rex , @Srale Bunga barely felt the lightning crackle over him, the diazepines in his system dulling the pain. Bunga realized however that his prosthetics no longer functioned, perhaps more importantly, the lightning had lifted...

Group: The Ebon Legion Apprentices Location: Soth's Ship Tags: @D. Rex , @Srale Bunga finished his diagnostics, "all clear" he muttered. Bunga froze at the mention of the force, his eyes glinting maliciously, yet very fearfully. He had felt the taste of dark side before. "Lord Soth will kill...

“Oh-ho, muttered the Yarkora, this is a concoction of antibiotics, to kill off anything you’ve been carrying across the galaxy” Bunga suddenly froze, nose quivering. “Young master, you really must let me attach a new prosthetic to you, one of my new designs” Bunga continued to dither, Young...

Group: The Wretched Hive Location: Tatooine, The Resplendent Glory Tags: @Bruhaha @Adobe @Locklaklazarii @Rusty of Shackleford @GrieveWriter @Obsidian @D. Rex @Pumpkin Spice Cyanide @Sophileon Sinclair was all but dragged out by the IG unit, shaken awake from his stupor. Violently thrust...

Group: The Wretched Hive Location: Tattooine, Mos Eisley Cantina Tags: @Sophileon Sinclair fell awake about 5 minutes later after his encounter with the IG. The Sullustan's first thought involved surprise at the fact he wasn't dead. The second thing he noticed was the lack of his PR-72...