"ᴀꜱ ᴊᴇᴅɪ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄꜱ.
ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ, ᴡᴇ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ."
Helena, Founding Lady of House Davarío. Jedi Master
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STAR WARS oc(s)
"I can get you almost anywhere..."
{{ ACCESS: GALACTIC REPUBLIC DATABASE }}
{{ Alias: Chosung Tarkal (He/Him)
Age: 34 (DOB: Nov 7 3990 BBY//timeline flexible)
Species: Human?
Height: 185 cm / 6'1
Occupation: Bounty Hunter}}
Full profile: chosungade.carrd.co
#starwarsrp #swrp
Introducing
"Good evening, Masters."
Aiouqes
"One does not stare into the dark, without something taking hold."
The Knight
"Lord of hunger, a strange moniker, yet oddly familiar."
Slowly entranced by the dark
"The jedi are lost in their own foolish ways."
The lord of hunger
Born again.
Cʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛᴛʏ, Aᴇʟʟᴀ/Eʟsɪᴇ ɪs ᴀ ʀᴇᴘᴀɪʀᴍᴀɴ ᴏɴ Aᴋɪᴠᴀ, ʏᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛs.
Sʜᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀғᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜʙʙʟʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜɪᴅᴇs ᴅᴀʀᴋ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇʀ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛs.
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#StarWarsRP #SWRP
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@cowardlygreaser.bsky.social
“...𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.” :´(
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✰ #FalloutRP ✰ #FalloutOC ✰ #SciFiRP ✰ #MVRP ✰
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[ 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜/𝙸𝚗𝚏𝚘 ⇣ ]
"One of the best phrases that I've learned from @aellaeldritch.bsky.social is 'FUCK!' Such a versatile word..."
"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ,
ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ────"
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|[── I̦͇͎ɴ͎̺̙ғ͎͔̘ᴏ̫̝͕/̺̞̻R̪̙̟ᴜ̘͇̪ʟ̦͕̘ᴇ͇͉̟s̪̟͜ ⇣ ──]|
|| I’m genuinely OK with being tagged occasionally too. Though sometimes I need to step back and rest. Its nothing personal. Sorry, I can’t force these things. Also, please no minors, no real humans (he is not real) and no lewd / pushing for shipping interactions. But I would love to RP more often.❤️
|| Still not fully there health-wise.
Sorry for everyone I keep waiting on this and any of my other SW accounts.
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The stranger's wild curiosity might prove a useful asset; it at least negated Nuro's need to assess the creature's imminent threat level themself.
Calmly standing nearby they watched the stragner attempting to pet the creature, carefully studying either's reaction...
Without so much of a flinch, Nuro openly stared at the other, trying to assess why she was not moving...
--->
There was almost even so much as the hint of morbid curiosity; perhaps even sprinkles of potential adoration in their voice.
They could not deny their own interest in hearing about what had happened...
Nuro gave the other a blank stare while mirroring his gesture.
"/Tried to/, and /evidently failed/ multiple times?
That sounds like sloppy work.
It is not often that I remind people of amateurs.
But then again, maybe you are extraordinarily skilled, in which case I commend you."
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They did not outright say the words Mercenaries or Pirates, but by context, it was more than obvious whom this ship aligned with...
"That being said, our next assignment will take us to an impoverished, dangerous and politically unstable fringe world to lend our services to a new customer."
"Statistically speaking most places other than this will not be filled with cosy memories either.
We are not welcomed warmly by the official part of galactic community and the independent status of the Valiant has been greatly discouraged ever since her purchase by my first Captain."
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"She does however have the habit of consuming food and beverage on her workplace.
Note that I greatly disapprove of Gihaal chunks in the cockpit, but the benefits redundant operators outweigh the satisfaction of spacing untidy crew."
"The pilot has not made any adjustments to the CONN-sole or any of the software."
Nuro began while slowly sitting dow next to her in the Navigator's seat.
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"This was not a compliment, but your gratitude is noted."
/"The sheer thought of revolting droids..."/
Nuro mused. And while their voice remained calm and flat, the cynicism in it was still obvious enough.
"So how come you did not surround yourself with the closest approximation to competence organic subordinates could offer?"
Without a single flinch, let alone raising the tone of their flat voice Nuro 'entertained' her shenanigans for a few minutes, before /suddenly/ - hopefully sufficiently startling - jumping up.
"You /do/ realise I have proximity sensors, heat seeking scanners and 360 Degree vision, correct?"
