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Twisted Sisters (Part 3 - The Truth Be Told...) *comments welcomed*

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Having been given instructions from her Master, Exousia sets a course for Corellia. Upon arrival at her family's mansion, she is stopped by two gaurds outside the main doorway.

"Halt, Sith... state your business here", one of the gaurds commands, as the two raise their blaster rifles to her. Exousia just shakes her head and smirks.

"Tell my father I wish to speak with him", shes orders the men.

"Uh... please wait here.", the gaurd replies, and slowly opens the large steel door.

A blast of energy rushes from Exousia, flinging the doors wide open and sending the two gaurds flying in the air. "I wait for no one", Exousia growls, as her and Wartok enter the building.

Just then, a stout gentleman rushes into the foyer and yells, "What's going on here? Who are you? What do you want?!!"

Exousia slowly raises her hooded head to stare into the eyes of the man.

Dirge to the Fallen: Lleilwin

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Invicta, 'tis with a somber heart an' one hell o' a heavy load that I tell ye that Lleilwin will ne'er be returnin ta the adventures an' duties o' the clan. In a brave charge, she slew a thousand o' Atzel's men an' cleaved a dragon in two- jus' in time fer her ta turn around an' break a demon thrice her size o'er her shoulders. Finally content with the carnage she'd left, she retired ta Valhalla. In this moment, I'd like ye all ta hear sumthin I put tagether in her memory.

 

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Character Info: Agoris Enyo Jr.

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::Public Imperial Record::

Name: Agoris Enyo Jr.

Occupation: Sith Marauder

Imperial Military Status: Passed trials on Korriban. Recruited to Project Invicta by member of Dark Council.

Age: Around 20

Linage: Mother Unknown. Father Agoris Enyo turned Jedi Shadow was undercover for the Dark Council ((See me for details should you think your character should have this information.))

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Twisted Sisters (Part 2) *comments welcome*

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Chae-ta sits upon her bed in her starship quarters. Dominic pops his head in the doorway.

"Hey, Captain... sure was a blast on Balmorra, knocking those Imperials around, huh", he says, rather arrogantly.

Chae-ta replies, "Sure was..", sighing, holding her datapad to look upon her sister's image.

"You alright?", Dominic questions.

"Mmmhmm, just thinking. What if my sister was taken to Korriban? She could have been one of the many Sith we faught on Balmorra.", Chae replys.

"Casualities of war, hun", Krysta says as she passes the room. "You seen how corruption changed my father. If Sasha is a Sith, I'm sure she would not hesitate killing you... especially if you're working with the people we are now".

"I dunno, Krysta", Chae-ta replies, "Her and I were close once. Even if she was a monster, I'm sure she would feel something in her that would not have her harm me."

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Nairie: Wanted for Questioning

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This is an holo message sent to all ITC.

"Howdy, This is Henerkin, I am looking for a short blonde slicer named Nairie, AKA Little River. She stole a datapad I had to deliver to a Hutt. I need to recover that datapad in order get back on the good side of that Hutt, Otherwise, he might start being trouble, for me, or the company.

If you see her, let me know and try to hold her while I get there. I Just want to question her and get that datapad back before it creates an unneeded storm.

Of course I don't expect it to be free, You will be rewarded for you help when I get the datapad back."

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boondock baby

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the cheep motel room stunk of stale smoke , BBQ sause and a slither of light creeped threw the blinds.
the sound stackick from the holoscreen hung in the background as a woman throwing up in the bathroom could be herd.
squear in the middle of the room boondock lay on his back naked as the day he was born on the bed fastasleep with only the corner of a sheet covering his nethers.
his face glased with a mix of BBQ sause and spice as his gut heaved as he snored away.on the nightstand was his hollocom , a stack of credits , a fewviles of spice and a big  bottle of "greesy hutt" BBQ sause.

his holocom started to rattle


"FAT BOON MAN.....FAT BOON MAN!!!!......WAKE UP!!!!!" it was rayray the jawa incharge of his listanig posts
"YOU WAKE UP NOW !!"

Legacy of Graeholm

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Help Wanted Ad ((Imperial side))

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Casual help wanted: Seeking adventure? Want to explore the galaxy?

People are required for assistance with expeditions and general business aquisitions. Seeking qualified sentients with experience in protection and defensive combat. Also required are sentients who may not be fighters, but who have skills in leadership, pathfinding, accounting or other applicable business skills.

Work may take place in dangerous and hazardous environments. May require lifting over 50 lbs. 

Successful applicants will be well compensated financially for their work. Individuals of all species, genders and nationalities are invited to apply. Equal opportunity employer. To apply, contact Ratlash @ holocomm frequency **555-TREASURE-HUNT**

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Twisted Sisters (RP-Part 1) **comments welcomed**

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((posting this in General, since I don't have access to the TOR section, yet.))

After a night of debauchery a the Dealer's Den, Chae-ta makes her way aboard her ship, and slowly walks toward her cabin to rest. Sitting on her bed, she pulls out her datapad, and stares at the image on the screen, sighing.

Dominic (Corso) glances into the room, seeing her unsettled, and asks, "Captain, are you alright?"

With a long, drawn out breath, she replies, "Hey Dom, I'm fine... just..."

Dominic enters the room and glances over Chae-ta's shoulder to the image on the screen, "Who's the lovely lady."

Smirking, and glancing up to him, Chae-ta say, "That's my older sister.. she was 16, then."

Smiling to Chaeta, he replies, "Ah, I can see the resemblance. I take it you miss her?"

Nodding, Chae adds, "Yep... a lot".

Imperial Bounty Office - WANTED: Ostilio Kilgar

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*The following is an open bounty, that could easily be found on the Imperial Bounty Database*

Aquiring Bounty Information. . .

Information found. . .

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(Admin: Moved the picture below the break, it was mucking up the page)

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IC Meeting for ITC

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((While the Company is meeting aboard the Gav Dragon, the meeting is transmitted over the companies holo frequency, so even members that aren’t able to attend, are able to hear, first hand, about the new direction of things, and ask questions.))


(And questions, both ICly, (and OOCly, just use brackets) can be asked here, as if they were asked in real time during the meeting.)


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Invicta United Huttball Club!

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We are now formally announcing the formation of Invicta's new IC Huttball club, "Invicta United Huttball Club"

Here's how we're planning on it to work.

Team Roster:

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The Diary of Trixie Malone

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(This is intended to be a companion piece to Touren's War Journal, but can be also be read as a stand alone story, as it's WAY better than Touren's Tongue Out.   JK of course, his is brilliant.)

(This story starts in a small villiage of mud farmers, in a valley called Icarus Valley, on a back water planet called Kowak.  The farmers have unfortunatly made their home amongst some ancient ruins, which no one seems to know the origion of.  Amongst these farmers, is a family called the Malone family.  The parents are named Michael and Molly.  They have two children, named Liam and Trixie.  This diary, as seen in the title, is spoken by an eight year old Trixie.)

(I hope you enjoy)

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