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9 yrs ago
Current Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
9 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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10 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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10 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.

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I'm going to go about this in no particular order:
As much as a fan as I am of the design of the Baudo class star yacht, the fact that it's specifically stated to be favored by rich kids and the like means that there's a chance that we may encounter a pirates frequently. The fact that it's also favored by smugglers for the fact that it's more easily modified means that there's a possibility of the group being more frequently subjected to inspections.

The Action VI, would be favorable option because of its sheer size, however the extra size also means more maintenance, which in turn means more credits spent, not to mention the costs of modifications to make the ship defendable from pirates that know these ships are meant to transport goods. Sure we stand to gain a good chunk of credits for shipping more stuff about, but when you take into account maintenance, the costs of consumables, the paying of the crew, and the bribes to authority figures and the like to keep from getting arrested, we'd either be cutting corners or dipping into our own pockets just to try and keep the whole operation from going under. That, or jacking up the prices of goods, which is never a good idea when you're working with criminals and big corporations with the resources to have you picked off. We'd be safer going with one of the smaller ships.

The Class 720 suffers from a similar problem as the Baudo, in that it's favored by smugglers because of how easily modified it is. Depending on the nature of our cargo we'll want to look into something a bit more inconspicuous.

It comes down to a bit of a toss up between the Citadel class and the GR-75, however the Citadel wins out in the end due to both the Gr-75's high maintenance requirements and the Citadel's versatility making it a fairly common ship to see in the galaxy.

tl:dr- My vote is for the Citadel. "The Milano" seems to be a nice name, rolls of the tongue well enough.
@frapet
Original characters. They were asking whether or not we're supposed to use existing characters from the Star Wars universe or make one of our own.
Name: Jacque Marduk
Race: Human (Sirpar born)
Age: 27
Occupation: ex-Smuggler (on paper at least), Muscle for hire.
Appearance: -
Like all humans born on his planet, Jacque is large and strongly built, standing at approximately 6'3" and weighing in at 92kg. His skin is a dark shade of brown- a result of the intense light of the sun on Sirpar and his eyes are dark grey. Jacque's body sports a few old and badly healed scars from a combination of deals that went sour, narrow escapes, and altercations during his time in prison.

Gear: Jacque keeps with him the basics like hygienic products and clothing, his more noteworthy possessions are:

  • Welding goggles (he swears he feels naked without them after having worn them for so long back on his planet)
  • DC-15 Blaster Carbine
  • De-10 Blaster Pistol
  • Vibro-dagger
  • Hand held Comm device

Backstory up until flying on the [insert ship name here]: A native to the heavy gravity planet of Sirpar, Jacque was born into a normal, loving, all around unremarkable family. His life was originally just that as well: Unremarkable. The problem started around the age of fifteen when he started calling the wrong sort of people his friends. It started harmless enough: A delivered package there, a back alley deal there, but after a while Jacque found himself being roped into doing more and more risky things. By the time he'd hit eighteen he was a full blown smuggler, running anything from drugs to guns, to living people. He wasn't particularly fond of everything he did, but the money was good and he was in too deep to try and break it off without a solid reason. At twenty he began doing off world runs, hoping from planet to planet, system to system, gaining fortune and contacts alike as he ran whatever he was given.
For a little while he began looking into try to get his reputation up by dealing with a few Hutts, however all chances at that were shot out of the sky after a raid landed him in a prison cell with more than enough contraband to keep him there for the next decade at the very least. After calling in near every favor he was owed Jacque managed to shorten his sentence to about six and a half years, after which he spent the next six months gathering a few supplies he promptly fell in with a crew that seemed interested in the same line of work he was in. Being that he did get arrested for the exact thing they were hiring him to help with the rag tag group was naturally a bit hesistant, however as Jacque had both experience in the trade and a few contacts under his belt he was eventually accepted into the fold. The fact that he was also far and away one of the cheapest available options that wasn't a green horn or an undercover cop/bounty hunter certainly helped as well.

Propositions for shared backstory: Jacque's time spent as an off world smuggler was short but incredibly productive. The fact that he's willing to smuggle any thing for the right price means that there's a slim chance he may have done business with either crew members or people with which the crew members are familiar.

I hope this is up to snuff.
@Rune_Alchemist

Silly Alchemist, monkeys never die. They're natures clowns after all, and clowns never die.
Doing his damnedest to avoid looking at the glare that Kyosuke was shooting at him, Mao chose to instead stare incredulously at Usami after having heard what she'd said. Given the kind of person that Usami was, Mao should have known that the implications he was sending her way might possibly fall on deaf ears. Really, the wererabbit was so innocent at times that was down right paradoxical given her appearance and penchant for ignoring personal space outright. The monkeyman leaned forward and clenched at his heart, making a soft 'hnnng' sound before he rose from the floor. "Well, I won't deny that they'd make an interesting pair, da. I'd ship it.".

Mao had half a mind to point out how quickly the relationship between the two would likely delve into Dom/Sub territory, however he chose to remain silent on the matter. Lewd joke lost their luster if relied upon to heavily after all, and Mao would be damned if he allowed himself to become a one trick pony. Instead Mao turned to Ryƫko and gestured at Misa and Kyosuke with his tail, "What do ya think Ryu? OTP material? What would we even call this pairing, da? I'm drawing a blank here.".
@TurboShitter
>phatness status pending

You.
I like you.
It occurs to me that i'm really going in on this "pervy monkey sage" thing, lol. I blame thank you lot for that.
Mao offered a slightly sheepish chuckle in response to the pointed look he got from Usami. It seemed the wererabbit wasn't planning on letting the carrot incident go anytime soon. 'I should probably get around to paying her back for those carrots one of these days. Maybe make her a carrot cake too, that should definitely get me back in her good graces. Wait, how exactly is carrot cake made again? Are the carrots diced or pureed?' He mused just as Misa entered the room in a towel. Having long since gotten a feel for how his roommates behaved the monkeyman didn't even blink as she decided to use the human as an impromptu seat. He did however offer up a sly grin and yet another eyebrow waggle to Kyosuke, "It now seems that two of my coworkers are takin' a shine to you, da. Oi, Usami-san, ya might have some competition for Kyo-chan's affections, Misa's already skipped right to the mounting stage~".

He crouched low to get eye to eye with Kyosuke, "Just so ya know, it's considered illegal for monsters and humans to pursue a romantic relationship, at least for now anyway, but hey, I won't say anything if you don't, da. After all, what sort of friend would I be if I all up and drove a wedge in my new bro's romantic endeavors?". The monkeyman rolled over onto his back and arched upwards in a dramatic fashion, placing one hand onto his chest whilst pointing the other towards the sky "Even though it pains me as a MON agent to allow a violation of the Cultural Exchange Bill to take place before my very eyes, I simply cannot bring myself to end the romance that may blossom between those dearest to me, no matter how forbidden their union may be, da!". The raised hand clenched into a fist and trembled, "Though I know well that my heart shall ache with the burden of this dark secret I shall persevere! I shall allow dear Kyo-chan to indulge in his monster fetish for as long as he wishes! On my honor as a monk(ey) I swear this, da!" he half shouted.

The dramatic display ended just as abruptly as it began, with Mao casually rolling back into a seated position, "Such is the way of what you humans refer to as the "bro code", right?"
Mao listened intently as Kyosuke explained his own origins, all the while he politely bit his tongue to keep from fussing about how monotonous the average human's life seemed to be in comparison to that of the extra species. The gratitude was nice, though Mao knew full well that he'd done nothing to help in the fight earlier, he still took it upon himself to bask in the warm fuzzy feeling in his gut. At least, he enjoyed it until he found himself jolting back from Kyosuke's rather impressive and admittedly uncomfortable display as he continued to voice his gratitude.

The monkey man stood and walked over to the human, his face was an unreadable slab as he crouched down. Mao's hand raised high into the air before it came down and swiftly delivered a light pop to the back of Kyosuke's head, "Don't be dumb, da." Mao stated in a surprisingly calm tone, "Ya don't need to apologize for staying here Kyo-chan. I like to speak for everyone- well, me and Usami at least, when I say that you're our friend now. Friends watch each other's backs. S'only natural that we'd take care of you.". Mao's trademark grin returned to his face as he seized Kyosuke under his arms and lifted the human clear off of the floor almost no effort, "Now let's get down to the Q&A part of this little meet and greet!" he dropped propped Kyosuke back onto his feet and lept back a bit, "So are there any questions you wanna ask us, or are we free to bombard you with questions. Any question is game!".

He leaned in a bit towards Kyosuke with a suggestive look on his face, "Oh, and between you and me, I think Usami's even more "friendly" with you than I am, da." he half whispered jokingly whilst waggling his eyebrows. His message having been said, Mao decided it would be in his best interest to position himself so that Kyosuke would act like a barrier in case Usami took offense to his statement. He may have only been teasing, however it was hard to tell what could set some on off, and Mao wasn't really all that willing to risk being in the wererabbit's sights if he happened to anger her by mistake.
I'm just waiting for dear Kyo-chan to ask any questions he may have.
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