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Prompt #1

Ahh… such an uncivilized place. Joe sighed to himself as he stood, in the dark and pouring rain, outside the cantina. “Yep this is the place.” He said as he checked the information on his data pad. He pulled the hood of his black cloak over his head and walked into the cantina. Once inside, he began to, what appeared to others, aimlessly wander through the cantina. In reality he knew exactly where he was going. Rather than follow the directions he was given on the datapad, Joe decided to follow his instincts and they were telling him to go up to the third level of the cantina and into the back storage room. There he would find the information broker he came to find. Found it. Joe thought to himself as he stood in front of the storage room door. Joe quickly looked around making sure he was alone in the hallway before he reached out to the Force and with a wave of his hand the door slid open and Joe entered. “Hold it right there, pal!” Said a green, male Rodian as he held a blaster pointed at Joe. Typical alien scum. Joe thought amused as he held his empty hands above his head. “Password now!” Demanded the Rodian. “Six-Six-Seven-Four-Zero.” Joe said. “You’re late!” The Rodian said as he holstered his blaster. “Am I?” Joe stated nonchalantly as he walked over to the empty chair next to the Rodian. “Enough of this chit chat onto business.” Joe ordered. “Fine, but credits first.” The Rodian insisted holding out his palm. Joe placed a small bag full of credits into his palm. “That’s more like it. Now Morgath has agreed to meet at a party in an apartment complex seven blocks away from here in three hours. I’ve already sent the address to your datapad.” The Rodian explained to Joe. “Then that concludes our business here.” Joe said getting up. “Oh and there’s something you should know about those credits you’ve just acquired, they belonged to a man who was robbed and murdered last night.” Joe said walking out of the dark, empty room. “Money is money…it doesn’t matter where it comes from!” The Rodian said as he left the room after Joe. We’ll see about that. Joe thought as he headed back down stairs to get a drink. Now they should be here at any moment. Joe thought to himself as he sat in a booth adjacent to the one the Rodian was in. What Joe hadn’t told the Rodian information broker was that, before meeting him, Joe had called anonymously and told the police where they could trace the stolen money and find the perpetrator of the recent murder. Suddenly five police officers entered the cantina and surrounded the booth the Rodian was drinking in. “You are under arrest!” An officer said. Realizing he had been set up, the Rodian simply stared at Joe as the police led him,in cuffs, out of the cantina. Nothing personal “pal”. My orders were to leave no evidence and you were just a loose end that needed to be tied. Joe thought as he took one last sip of his Corellian Ale and left the cantina.

Three hours later on the top level of an apartment complex, stood Torin Morgath waiting with a drink in her hand. Suddenly she felt a tap on her shoulder come from behind her. She turned quickly to find a figure whose face and body was concealed by a large black cloak. If Morgath hadn’t known better she would’ve sworn she was imagining things. “Is this real or am I just really drunk right now!” Said Morgath over the loud music. “So we finally meet..Morgath.” Said the figure. “So it is real.” Morgath said. “Tell me why would someone like you be willing to betray what’s left of the Collective?” The figure asked. “Believe me I wasn’t until recently when I realized how much suffering the Collective has caused.” Morgath said. “It’s time they pay for their many atrocities. Including me too.” Morgath said and Joe could actually sense a feelings of remorse in her. “ Besides with Shi’s Syndicate gone I’m in need of some new... friends.” She slurred, placing her hand on Joe’s chest. “You’ve had too much to drink.” Joe said taking her glass away from her. “That is the only thing that helps me sleep at night.” Morgath said. “ Come on we’ve got to go.” Joe said taking her hand and walking out into the elevator. “So I guess this means I’m in the SRI now.” She slurred. “And that makes us partners.” She continued as she placed her arms around Joe’s waist. “O...our relationship is strictly business!” Joe blushed as they left the apartment complex and headed to the SRI headquarters.

Manually added by Seer Alara Deathbane

Manually added by Seer Alara Deathbane

Manually added by Seer Alara Deathbane

The "Birth" of SOLO An orphan slave turned Smuggler Against Crimson Dawn

A grand adventure The film had fantastic heists What a great ending!

Criminals abound Fear is what their voices sound Greed is their main goal

Lies are what they tell Many enemies did fell Beneath the un-truths

Stand in line with us Go against the venomous Rise above the fray.

It was just another day in Caelestis City for Kadrol. He had gotten up at his usual time, and was on his way to work. He was grateful that the clan was willing to loan him a vehicle to get to Adoronim Tower, where he helped his master and Consul, Elincia Rei with some of the clan’s busy-work. After arriving at the tower, he walked in the front doors, greeting the secretary of the building. He took the lift up to Elincia’s office to start sorting papers. Eli, who had always been an overachiever, was already there when he walked in. “Good morning, Kadrol.” The Twi’lek chirped.

“Morning,” Kadrol responded wearily.

“The Caelestis peaceforce needs you to help with their patrols. They’ve been understaffed ever since the invasion, and they received rumors of an uprising overnight. Think you can help?” Elincia informed her apprentice.

“No problem.” The Hunter responded. Kadrol left the tower and scrambled back home, where he suited up in his Knights of Ren armor and equipped his other necessities. Bones might be useful for this. Kadrol thought. He called out for his JN-66 analysis droid to follow him. Bones usually just stayed around the house unless Kadrol was on an archaeological site or another mission such as this one. The two hopped back in the vehicle and headed to the location Elincia had uploaded to his datapad.

Though the traffic was fairly bad, Kadrol managed to make it from his home on the city’s outskirts to downtown Caelestis in just 15 minutes. He parked the vehicle in an alleyway, and was immediately greeted by the Chief of Police.

“Good Morning, Master Kadrol. Thank you for helping out today. We need you to lead a patrol around the manufacturing sector of the city. The rest of the squad has already started their patrol.” The Chief said in a very deep voice.

“Ok, I’ll get right to it then.” Kadrol responded. He and bones then proceeded down the dark, quiet alleyway, which was only lit by the dim essence emitted from the street lamps on the road nearby; wrapping around the corner and into the alley in which he walked.

He hadn’t gotten very far when he saw a group of people rush into an old warehouse. Though it was dark in the alley, his suit was enhanced with sensors that allowed him to see well in even the darkest places. As the men ran past, Kadrol caught a glimpse of the Nayama crest on the side of one of their pants. He decided to follow them.

Kadrol stayed in the shadows so he didn’t attract any unwanted attention. He trailed them for a couple of blocks before the men slipped into an old warehouse. When Kadrol had gotten there, the trio had put a large backpack in the corner and headed out from another door. The Pantoran quietly entered the building, making a beeline for the backpack. Inside, he found a datapad, along with loads of energy cells along with blaster rifles and pistols. Kadrol picked up the datapad and unlocked it and radioed in to Elincia.

“I’ve found something that I believe to be related to the Nayamas.” Kadrol said excitedly.

“Kadrol, that was not the mission. You were assigned to patrol the area, not snoop.” Elincia answered.

“Ok, I’ll bring it back, master.” Kadrol replied, completely ignoring what Elincia was saying. He handed the datapad to Bones, who took it and stored it in the compartment in his chest.

“Kadrol, there will be consequences for this!” Elincia raised her voice, clearly irritated with how her apprentice continually disobeyed her. She hadn’t even finished the sentence before Kadrol terminated the connection, having heard a noise coming from the door the Nayama enforcers had exited from. He swung his head back and forth, frantically scanning his surroundings for a decent hiding spot. After a few seconds of searching, he found a spot among a row of shelves, a place dark enough that he would be concealed unless they were going to that exact area. He pulled Bones along, running to the place across the warehouse.

Kadrol rolled into position just as the door opened. Kadrol wished he had something that he could use to record the beings talk without drawing too much attention to himself, but his datapad was the only device he had that was capable of recording, and that would emit too much light. Deciding it was too risky, Kadrol peered above the shelf above him. The men were playing Sabacc. Drat Kadrol thought to himself, ducking back behind the boxes on the lowest shelf. The Gray Jedi was stuck until the men moved once more. The other option, he realized, was to use his blasters to take out the guards. That too was risky. He only had a few shots before the guards would alert the rest of the Nayama Syndicate. He didn’t trust himself to take out all three of them with what he estimated to be just six shots before they sent out an alert to the others. Kadrol sat behind the boxes for what seemed like an eternity, although it had only been around fifteen minutes, before he heard a ringing. Peering back over the shelf, he saw the trio nod and walk out of the warehouse. The Pantoran let out a sigh of relief. He could finally leave now. He waited another minute before sprinting out of the warehouse and all the way back to his vehicle. He didn’t want to take any chances.

Out of breath, Kadrol climbed in and sat sown in the drivers seat. Bones hovered in the passengers seat. The droid could hover. Why it insisted on sitting, Kadrol had no idea.

“Can I have that datapad we picked up earlier?” Kadrol asked the droid. Without hesitation, Bones opened up the chamber in his midsection and pulled out the tablet, handing it to his master. Kadrol took the datapad and tried several times to unlock it using various methods, but to no avail.

“Bones,” he asked, “can you upload all of the data in this into my datapad?”

“Why, yes.” The droid replied matter-of-factly. Kadrol then handed the datapad back to Bones, who had reached back into himself to pull out Kadrol’s datapad. Bones pressed a few buttons and did a few other things that bewildered Kadrol, before handing Kadrol his own datapad and storing the stolen one away. The Gray Jedi opened the datapad and found evidence that would aid the clan in its conquest for land. With that, he rushed off to deliver the intel to the clan summit.

Welcome, welcome all! We were utterly betrayed By the Nayamas.

The Nayamas Have committed many crimes, And will be punished.

They have stolen goods, and started an uprising. We are now at War.

If we don’t stop them, They will annex our great lands. We must wipe them out.

Volunteer today At a government building. The Empire needs you!

Solo was a film Did not do as well as could've Harrison shakes head

I didn't watch it But I would still like to do A haiku review

Didn't see Solo This makes me feel quite morose It on DVD?

|Back-stor-y on Han.| |Chew-ie, Kes-sel, Love, and gangs.| |Maul shows up as well.|

Hyphens separate syllables just for clarity. “|” separates lines

Cruel Nayaman The enemy to our Clan Fell to our forces

20 BBY, Standard Year Republic News Alert:

Reporting live from the Senate Building on Coruscant, where the esteemed General Tuxing, who you may remember from last years expose on the training and life of you Clones on Kamino, has just returned to his home planet for the first time in months, after completing what have now come to be known as The Alethia Incursion Campaigns.

The Alethian Field, as previously discussed, is a cluster of semi-habitable asteroids orbiting a dwarf star. Located on the front lines of the war with the Separatist Rebellion, the Alethian Field has been regarded as an impoverished sector, and has survived this long due to substantial aid from the Senate over the last several decades.

Approximately six month ago, Standard Calendar Time, a fleet of Separatists ships dropped out of lightspeed in the skies over the small colonies, terrifying the homesteaders there, and announcing their intentions to annex the entire system for a droid processing facility.

The esteemed Supreme Chancellor Palpatine immediately denounced the attack, stating the Republic would not stand by while droid armies were produced from within our own borders. General Tuxing and his fleet were immediately dispatched to the Alethian Fields, and began the long series of campaigns to expunge the now entrenched facilities and their armies, before finally succeeding two weeks ago, though sadly not before the Separatist forces badly damaged two Alethian settlements, apparently out of pure spite.

Nevertheless though, the Alethian people are free once more!

The people are already cheering for General Tuxing, the Alethian Hero!

20 BBY, Galactic Standard Year Confederacy News Channel

Greeting, citizens of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. I, Count Dooku, regret to inform you that the war criminal known as General Roven Tuxing, has sadly managed to escape from our troops, fleeing back into the arms of the corrupt Republic Senate, where they no doubt seek to shelter him from retribution for his acts.

As you are no doubt aware, Tuxing first became known to us during his assault on the Alethian Fields, a small community which has been neglected by the Republic for years, receiving only paltry gestures of “aid,” barely sufficient to keep even one of their cities running.

A confederacy delegation arrived six months ago, offering our support in return for their hosting several of our droid facilities on their uninhabited asteroids, an offer the graciously accepted.

However, as is proved by the very existence of the miserably conflict, the tyrannical Republic broaches no descent within their ranks, not even from the ones they have already abandoned, and the vicious General was sent to subjugate the colonies once more.

After a protracted resistance, our forces were driven out in the wake of his unrelenting barrage, in which several Alethian Cities were decimated.

Know this, people of the Alethian Fields, we have not abandoned you. General Tuxing, your time will come.

20 BBY Alethian Chronicle

As of today, the nightmare of the last few months has finally ended with General Tuxing’s withdrawl, apparently satisfied that his so-called “rebel cells” have been driven out of our system completely.

Hard to believe this whole thing started because we made a business deal with some off-worlders purchasing some of our unused land.

As always, our hearts go out to the citizens of Araba, Benta, and Ordal, the cities that were most heavily damaged in the cross-fire between the two foreign armies.

Like thunder tendrils gripping the sky, jumpstarting my love for Star Wars.

It was pretty good. Not, like, Empire Strikes Back good, But it was alright.

I have not seen it Probably will not either Ford Is My Han Solo

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I feel As you feel And choose Like you choose. I am circuits And steel washed in Oil for blood. But I am alive. And I am not alone.

And neither are you.

And flesh or Machine matter We can overcome Together One and the same.

Attacking again Another enemy base I hope they have food

A Haiku by Locke Sonjie

In the jungle, the mighty jungle The great Sang stalks tonight He got into this terrible bungle Now he has to show off his might

This is all thanks to Koji Making his anger known Now he's getting cozy As the Collective has shown

They have tore us down. Left us in ruin and dust. Shattered and reduced.

But we are stronger. A bullet of raw power. A legion of might.

We will shatter them. They will be no more than dust. But a speck to us.

Manually added by Privateer Vosiri Lightscrest

Hot humid and green A jungle Rancor's loud scream Dodge duck dive to live

For one day in time Magik was granted a wish from the heavens above. As the voices from above echoed in the air Magic tried to gather his thoughts. He was outside enjoying the day relaxing on the patio at his cliffside mansion in Estle City as the voices came down from high above. A womans voice slowly crept into his mind. "Magik my trusted companion, I'am granting you one wish for one day in time ". "This wish will be anything you can imagine for one day in time, as you awake from a nights rest tonight at midnight you will be living out your one fantasy for a day", the womans voice rang in his mind. Magik didn't know if he was going crazy everything seemed so clear in his mind. As he thought about it some more he then went into his bedroom and set his alarm clock for midnight. Sceptacle at first he was now convinced all his dreams would come true at midnight.

As the day progressed Magik kept the voices he heard in the back of his mind. Falling asleep later that night in his bed. "Ring ring ring", Magik awoke to his alarm clock it was now midnight. He quietly got himself up out of bed and went into his kitchen to get himself a drink. He opend the refrigerator and poured himself a some grape juice. Before he could even take a sip his doorbell rang aloud. Somebody was now knocking on his front door. Not knowing what to expect he made his way to the front entrance to see who could possibly be knocking on the front door at midnight.

Magik opened the door to see who it was. His jaw dropped and to his amazement it was Miss Arcona 2018. She was like a goddess in the night. Magik's dream girl the girl he had been fantasizing over for months. "Hey baby!", as she walked through the entrance. Magik quietly shut the door behind her. "Make youself at home.", as Magik made her feel comfortable. She strutted to the living room and took a seat right on his grey leather sofa. All Magik's dreams had finally come true. "Honey you look exhausted maybe you should go to my room and take a hot shower." Magik told her to do so. Miss Arcona smiled as she waltzed to his bedroom to take a hot shower.

As he watched her bathe in his room he hoped it was a reality. As she steped out of the shower he handed her a towel. She dried herself and put her clothes back on. Magik was truly amazed by her figure she really was a goddess. "Would you like a drink my darling.", Magik offered her a drink at his wet bar. "Yes I would love a drink." she replied with joy. Magik then escorted her to the wet bar and poured her a cocktail. As they got reaquainted they two enjoyed several drinks as they starred deeply into eachothers eyes. Magik was truly in a dream.

As the night went on the two enjoyed eachothers company more than anything while drinking at Magik's bar. The two were so in love as the night went on they were talking about all kinds of things like marriage and kids. They were so involved with eachother that Magik popped the question and proposed to Miss Arcona that night in his Estate. Miss Arcona was so excited as she was crying she replied yes to Magik's proposal. Magik almost had tears in his eyes as he was living out his dream. The two spent all night and day together only to find themselves in eachothers arms the all night.

As midnight approached the next day. The two were laying in Magik's bed getting much needed rest as they fell asleep together. Magik awoke the next morning. Miss Arcona was still in his bed. Alk his wishes and dreams had come true!

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