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Governor's Gambit - Star Wars SI into Imperial Governor
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Vodoo_Woodpecker
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Take a good rest, man. Also, chocolate cake sounds delightful. Baking is fun, time consuming and somewhat expensive, but fun. I personally like making cinnabons.
Thank you for the chapter
Thank you for the chapter
Knight Sovereign
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You know, I swear that I had hypothesized that myself in a much earlier post... let me see... ah, here it is:maybe Grant is descended from that one militant house from Alderaan during SWTOR mmo.
House Ulgo
House Ulgo, claimed by its supporters to be the new Royal House, was an Alderaanian noble family with a long history of military excellence that existed by the time of the Cold War. Family values, discipline and duty were considered traits that the Ulgos prided themselves with, forsaking the...starwars.fandom.com
If the author does decide to go with this for Commander Grant's background, then it would definitely be exciting to see how an Imperial Ulgo would face off against a Rebel Organa (even adopted). The echoes of Alderaan's civil strife would continue on even after millennia. Now I wonder if this story would get any Thuls since, when Alderaan was destroyed by the Galactic Empire, only a handful of House Thul family members were off world.
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I could be wrong but i don't believe so. A few reasons. One ragmuffin like bbq flavored meat treats. The author dipped into that character trait. Two he is to large for that species. Three he has cat ears not bunny ears. That species is a herbivore species.
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Damn, I just had a empithany and looked again and I'm wrong, for a minute I thought the Inquisitor was Galen Marek, or at least a clone which would have been awesome, but no its a random.
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Might be for the best its a Random Inquisitor, less chance of the plot fairies getting involved and Las getting dragged into the main story line again
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There's no stopping it now, he's had the Ghost Crew, and the attention of Luke, at this point its going to keep escalating.
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So far the author hasn't given it a name, no one else knows what it is either.
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End before Leia comes in, in an official capacity for some reason or another.
The Imperial Senate exists still, so, Minda and Edin have Senators at the moment (unless they never had an officially elected Senator, or new Senators cant be appointed or something), so she could probably weasel her way in through there, provided Minda and Edin have Senators.
Fan-Created Art
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Fan-Created Art
Incom L-99 Executive TransportImperial Nebulon B
RST-01 Accordian Anti-Starfighter Turret
Quakuh
Most Esteemed Lady Mugwuffin
Seeker-Protector-Destroyer TIE Prototype Variants(Thrawn Design: Not Produced)
TIE TRN Prototype Variant(Thrawn Design: Not Produced)
TIE ELITE(Thrawn Design: Produced)
GAT-18 Imperial Blastboat
RD-800(Loyu Family Ship Basilisk Hound)
Bulwark-Class Star Courier(Pirate King Arc Imperial Infiltrators Ship)
StormTrooper Exosuit Prototype
Exosuit Wielded Prototype Heavy Blaster
TIE Demolisher Prototype Variant(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
TIE Mangler Prototype Varian(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
TIE Stingray Armed Shuttle Prototype(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
TIE Vigilante Gunship Prototype(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
Pirate Freighter
Pirate Starfighter
MkII StormTrooper Generalist Armor Prototype(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
Mk I Light Expeditionary Combat Armor(Mindan Design: Produced)
Mk I Heavy Defense Combat Armor(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
Mk1 Elite High-Mobility Armor(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
Mk1 Executive Defense Combat Armor(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
A.E.G.I.S(Mindan Desgin: Not Produced)
Mk1 Mobile Artillery Support Armor(Mindan Design: Not Produced)
TIE Patroller(Mindan Design: Produced)
TIE Enforcer(Mindan Design: Produced)
TIE Whirlwind(Mindan Design: Produced)
MkII StormTrooper Generalist Armor(Mindan Design: Produced)
LA-AG
AC-AT
Commander Grant Ceremonial Armor
Executive Defense LECA
Swarm-Class Missile Boats
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All the fan-art I've used so far. I'll try to keep it updated.
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Imperial Nebulon B while we are at it.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Nz13rwQpUd4&pp=ygUSaW1wZXJpYWwgbmVidWxvbiBi
Not sure how I missed it. Lmao second listed. The link even takes me to the same video I posted. While I was already watching it.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Nz13rwQpUd4&pp=ygUSaW1wZXJpYWwgbmVidWxvbiBi
Not sure how I missed it. Lmao second listed. The link even takes me to the same video I posted. While I was already watching it.
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BeelDplague
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I hope Mugs get way bigger than a housecat.. atleast to a Thanator size from Pandora..
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AT LAST!!! Finally, referencing the new tech and weapons will be so much easier.
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One of the main reasons CIS existed was the lack of representation in the senate despite taxation, and the republic won the war, i'll leave it up to you to figure out why the polity that won the war wouldn't want to validate the points of their defeated adversaries by admitting "yes, this was a problem" when obviously the republic was always great and good, especially when it wasn't since that's when the pesants needed to be put down and everyone knows pesants can't rule themselves, just look at the coreworlds guided by the enlightened aristocrats and how well they did by winning the war
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I mean, couldn't planets in all the Rims of the galaxy request to join the Senate regardless of the CIS's reasons for exisiting?
Or is the Lack of Rep. literally the Republic refusing (or dragging it's heels) to allow the planets to have elected officials despite being part of the Republic?
Which would not surprise me. From the movies (I ain't EU knowledgeable), the Republic/Imperial senate seems to have thousands of elected officials which is bad because of the sheer fucking bureaucratic bloat that, that would cause would be immense.
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It's moreso the senate size thats the problem, in Both legends and Disney the senate is huge by the time of the Clone Wars and that was after multiple attempts to fix that centuries to millenia ago, basically some sectors have a single representive, while sometimes singular planets have a representive, and those ones are usually closer to the core.
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Wasn't that the armor of the 7. Brother? Where he complained that he still looks cool? Or was that a different one?
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Nope, you're either a special snowflake core world founder (or a massive corpo) and get your own seat or you have to share the sector seat with everyone else
The Galactic Republic is literally not a republic, it's a system put in place by the great (elective) monarchies who could not come up on top in the great game and decided on a compromise to rotate the seat, everyone else is a decoration (since only the aristocrats qualify as people it is technically a democracy), every attempt at changing that either resulted in failure or more monarchies popping up, 'cause the "good pureblood noble" vs "evil elected commoner" became normalised in our culture and bleeds through to starwars
Also to anyone wondering there are "over 2k seats in the senate" and that's least 1 for each sector (there are ~1024 and some subsectors get one)
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Chp-37: Seventh Brother Interlude
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Chp-37: Seventh Brother Interlude
Seventh Brother
Minda System, Ugea, Accordia
The city of Accordia was disquieting to him. A sense of unease settled in the pit of his stomach as soon as he stepped out of his shuttle.
Accordia was happy in a way few other planets were. Sure, he had seen the heights of luxury afforded to the Coruscant elite, or the canal filled streets of Theed, but this was different.
In Coruscant, every high society party was filled with a sense of corruption. The dark side seeped through the cracks as bitter rivalries and fiery hatreds concealed themselves between porcelin smies and polite words.
On the other hand, planets like Naboo and Alderaan had an overcast of sorrow. As if they knew something was wrong with the galaxy, with their home, but could not see it.
Accordia was…different. An entire city from which he could sense an overwhelming amount of happiness. As the Governor's transport flew them overhead, his force enhanced vision let him see the people on the ground. Markets and festivals and people seemed to crowd every street, while speeders struggled to pass through and neighbors met each other on shared rooftop communal spaces.
Build sites for everything from schools to apartments to parks dotted the city, and certain business buildings were being retrofitted to hold the support pylons for new elevated speeder roads. The designs seemed to be made to block the sun as little as possible. Actual thought about the people by Imperial City Planners? Unthinkable.
Economic centers like the Guild headquarters saw a bevy of people rushing in and out at nearly all times, the flow of people matching the flow of the Mindan economy. Like a heart that beat in credits instead of blood.
It was all very juxtaposed to his vision of the Empire, of life.
His training had been brutal. Memories tinged with anger and rage were all that was left. That, and his skills. Skills he knew were not enough. Ever since his encounter with Lord Vader, after having failed his last mission, he knew that what he had been taught was the bottom of the barrel.
He wanted to rage against it all. To scream out in anger and defiance like he had been taught would bring him power. But, in the face of Minda's Force presence, the Dark Side seemed to fade.
Not hiss like a beast as it usually did in response to Light Side shenanigans, but simply…fade.
There was precious little for it to hang onto here. Save for him.
Turning to the Governor himself, he noted a few things about the masked man. His mask and cape were vaguely reminiscent of the fashion style that had become popular amongst certain Imperial Officials.
The cape combined with the helmet was usually meant to emulate Lord Vader. However, Governor Mola took it in a different direction.
Instead of a cape he wore a large coat that hung off him in a similar manner to a cape. A conservative amount of black and red were used to highlight, while grey appeared in large swaths around the ensemble. White was the most common color, especially since it encapsulated his helmet. Filled with tech, no doubt.
"Why…do you wear a helmet, Governor?" he asked in a slow drawl. His voice was a specially cultivated technique of his. A combination of his position of power and his apathetic tone caught people off guard, especially if they were already scared of him, like most Imperial Officials that he meets are.
"An attempt on my life left me scarred, and both my Commander and bodyguards requested that I take the excuse to wear more protective clothing. Both this helmet and my last can hold up to some blaster fire, and contain a suite of technology that is both useful in my day to day and in the case of an emergency."
A quick, but not desperately quick response. The Governor remained unphased. A quick look through the Force revealed the Governor's emotions to be fairly calm.
Not long after, they arrived at the Mindan R&D laboratory. While they passed through a number of scanners and security checkpoints, he got a look around the various Departments.
Places like the Agricultural or Software R&D departments were of no real interest to him. But, as they passed the weapons engineering lab, he slowed down for less than a second, sending a side-eyed look into the lab. Beyond the glass was a series of bipedal walkers, equipped with a variety of different arms, weapons, and equipment. All either being worked on or running an obstacle course of some kind. A particularly skinny one, seeming to lack any armor plates, was testing some sort of repulsorlift flight pack. The constant tilting of the frame and the packs constant flickering were not particularly inspiring.
"Ah, those are our LECA's. Light Expeditionary Combat Armors. They were originally designed to help explore the jungles of Minda 2, but ever since Edin they've been adapted into more modular combat and civilian platforms." Said the Governor, having noticed his interest. Perceptive, especially for a regular member of the civilian government.
"Are they effective?" he asked simply.
"To an extent. The adaptive firepower is well suited to making up for our lack of troops. However, a lot of in-house parts are used in their construction making them more expensive. Only the modularity keeps them viable out here. Other systems would be hard pressed to adopt their use." replied the Governor.
Seventh only hummed, already moving on. Eventually, they reached the Bio labs, and entered the secure containment facility.
In the center of the room lay the sealed bodies of the beings the locals called Wretches. While the Governor stayed back in the observation room, Seventh entered, confident in his sealed armor in the case of contaminants.
Looking around at the bodies, he sensed something off. Pointing at the tech to his right without looking at them, he spoke.
"Which one is the freshest?"
"...T-This one, Sir. It was brought in a f-few days ago from the eastern plateaus."
So he was right. Each one of the bodies, save the oldest, had dark side energy within them. The newest had the largest amount. Pitiful compared to even a simple Inquisitor like himself, but still.
Walking closer, he ripped the body bag open. Inside lay a dead togrutan male. His skin was a cracked grey, his muscles taught even after death. Expanding his senses, he investigated.
The muscles and brain were the largest concentrations of two distinct concepts. See, while the Force worked in a myriad of ways, the most basic was emotion. Emotions in sentients often beget ideas and concepts. In this case, the emotion of Rage had been instilled into these peoples brains so potently as to override their logical minds, while the concept of Power had been woven into the muscles to give them the strength to enact their anger.
There was more there, but it was faded, and already on its way out. He couldn't understand it, even if his skills lay more in this side of the Force. Turning, he made his way out of the lab.
"Discover anything, Seventh Brother? We can bring more samples if needed?" asked the Governor, tone polite yet not subservient. Good.
Snivelling fools who followed his every command were less than useless to him.
"I will head to Edin. I require a live specimen to more closely examine."
He looked at the Governor, and made a decision.
"Given the power of these creatures, and the numbers, I may need heavier firepower. Your labs are innovative. What could they make me?" A question that gave the Governor just enough maneuvering room to avoid going over the lab's abilities, while still making clear that it was not an order to be ignored.
"...That depends. You would have to speak to the head of Engineering to get a better answer. Off the top of my head, there might be some armor upgrades we could outfit you with. That, or some of our newer, sleeker, more advanced LECA models that are in the final stages of production. Might be better for the higher mobility you're used to."
Seventh merely hummed in the affirmative, before turning to leave.
First, he would speak to the Head of Engineering. Then, he would head to Edin. These 'Wretches' intrigued him, and if possible the techniques used to make them might earn him favor with Lord Vader.
As he passed the vehicle lab, he could see the barebones structures of a variety of speeder designs. As he turned away, out of the corner of his eye he caught a small, red rubber ball sitting in a durasteel engine shell.
Just sitting there.
Menacingly.
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Hi there folks! Tossing this one out there, Seventh's POV will be explored more in upcoming chapters. I'm actually having some fun writing him, since he's a more analytical character. I'll be trying to incorporate the emotion sensing stuff a little more, since it feels underrepresented here.
Also, in terms of the factories. These are not yet full massive factories. They aren't small, but few factories are. They produce about a dozen of their respective products each month, on account of the fact that they produce about half of their pieces internally. In terms of exports, Las wants to get rid of the Edin problem before any potential expansions in business, because if he draws attention to himself the wider political landscape will look for weaknesses. And a Wretch and criminal filled world is easy enough to spin into bad propaganda. Well, that and Las is kinda paranoid.
Also, I glossed over it in the last chapter but yes, there is going to be a shipyard. It is essentially a prebuilt yard that will be dragged over piece by piece over the next few months. Not large going by standard shipyard size, it will primarily exist to have its docks rented out to companies that want to produce the smaller ships favored by people in the outer rim and, in this case, Guild members. CEC already has a good contract with them, and a small shipyard could easily churn out their freighter lines assuming CEC can help secure a good supply of parts.
Also, its future proofing, really. Having a functional shipyard in a backwater looks good, and will, in Las's mind, hopefully be enough to satisfy Momma Mola. Of course, he's also balancing the PR of a shipyard with policies to reduce government profits and hopefully look smaller than he is. Is it working? No. But if it did this story wouldn't be nearly as fun.
Anyways, as always feedback and commentary is appreciated.
Thanks for reading!
-Freefaller
Seventh Brother
Minda System, Ugea, Accordia
The city of Accordia was disquieting to him. A sense of unease settled in the pit of his stomach as soon as he stepped out of his shuttle.
Accordia was happy in a way few other planets were. Sure, he had seen the heights of luxury afforded to the Coruscant elite, or the canal filled streets of Theed, but this was different.
In Coruscant, every high society party was filled with a sense of corruption. The dark side seeped through the cracks as bitter rivalries and fiery hatreds concealed themselves between porcelin smies and polite words.
On the other hand, planets like Naboo and Alderaan had an overcast of sorrow. As if they knew something was wrong with the galaxy, with their home, but could not see it.
Accordia was…different. An entire city from which he could sense an overwhelming amount of happiness. As the Governor's transport flew them overhead, his force enhanced vision let him see the people on the ground. Markets and festivals and people seemed to crowd every street, while speeders struggled to pass through and neighbors met each other on shared rooftop communal spaces.
Build sites for everything from schools to apartments to parks dotted the city, and certain business buildings were being retrofitted to hold the support pylons for new elevated speeder roads. The designs seemed to be made to block the sun as little as possible. Actual thought about the people by Imperial City Planners? Unthinkable.
Economic centers like the Guild headquarters saw a bevy of people rushing in and out at nearly all times, the flow of people matching the flow of the Mindan economy. Like a heart that beat in credits instead of blood.
It was all very juxtaposed to his vision of the Empire, of life.
His training had been brutal. Memories tinged with anger and rage were all that was left. That, and his skills. Skills he knew were not enough. Ever since his encounter with Lord Vader, after having failed his last mission, he knew that what he had been taught was the bottom of the barrel.
He wanted to rage against it all. To scream out in anger and defiance like he had been taught would bring him power. But, in the face of Minda's Force presence, the Dark Side seemed to fade.
Not hiss like a beast as it usually did in response to Light Side shenanigans, but simply…fade.
There was precious little for it to hang onto here. Save for him.
Turning to the Governor himself, he noted a few things about the masked man. His mask and cape were vaguely reminiscent of the fashion style that had become popular amongst certain Imperial Officials.
The cape combined with the helmet was usually meant to emulate Lord Vader. However, Governor Mola took it in a different direction.
Instead of a cape he wore a large coat that hung off him in a similar manner to a cape. A conservative amount of black and red were used to highlight, while grey appeared in large swaths around the ensemble. White was the most common color, especially since it encapsulated his helmet. Filled with tech, no doubt.
"Why…do you wear a helmet, Governor?" he asked in a slow drawl. His voice was a specially cultivated technique of his. A combination of his position of power and his apathetic tone caught people off guard, especially if they were already scared of him, like most Imperial Officials that he meets are.
"An attempt on my life left me scarred, and both my Commander and bodyguards requested that I take the excuse to wear more protective clothing. Both this helmet and my last can hold up to some blaster fire, and contain a suite of technology that is both useful in my day to day and in the case of an emergency."
A quick, but not desperately quick response. The Governor remained unphased. A quick look through the Force revealed the Governor's emotions to be fairly calm.
Not long after, they arrived at the Mindan R&D laboratory. While they passed through a number of scanners and security checkpoints, he got a look around the various Departments.
Places like the Agricultural or Software R&D departments were of no real interest to him. But, as they passed the weapons engineering lab, he slowed down for less than a second, sending a side-eyed look into the lab. Beyond the glass was a series of bipedal walkers, equipped with a variety of different arms, weapons, and equipment. All either being worked on or running an obstacle course of some kind. A particularly skinny one, seeming to lack any armor plates, was testing some sort of repulsorlift flight pack. The constant tilting of the frame and the packs constant flickering were not particularly inspiring.
"Ah, those are our LECA's. Light Expeditionary Combat Armors. They were originally designed to help explore the jungles of Minda 2, but ever since Edin they've been adapted into more modular combat and civilian platforms." Said the Governor, having noticed his interest. Perceptive, especially for a regular member of the civilian government.
"Are they effective?" he asked simply.
"To an extent. The adaptive firepower is well suited to making up for our lack of troops. However, a lot of in-house parts are used in their construction making them more expensive. Only the modularity keeps them viable out here. Other systems would be hard pressed to adopt their use." replied the Governor.
Seventh only hummed, already moving on. Eventually, they reached the Bio labs, and entered the secure containment facility.
In the center of the room lay the sealed bodies of the beings the locals called Wretches. While the Governor stayed back in the observation room, Seventh entered, confident in his sealed armor in the case of contaminants.
Looking around at the bodies, he sensed something off. Pointing at the tech to his right without looking at them, he spoke.
"Which one is the freshest?"
"...T-This one, Sir. It was brought in a f-few days ago from the eastern plateaus."
So he was right. Each one of the bodies, save the oldest, had dark side energy within them. The newest had the largest amount. Pitiful compared to even a simple Inquisitor like himself, but still.
Walking closer, he ripped the body bag open. Inside lay a dead togrutan male. His skin was a cracked grey, his muscles taught even after death. Expanding his senses, he investigated.
The muscles and brain were the largest concentrations of two distinct concepts. See, while the Force worked in a myriad of ways, the most basic was emotion. Emotions in sentients often beget ideas and concepts. In this case, the emotion of Rage had been instilled into these peoples brains so potently as to override their logical minds, while the concept of Power had been woven into the muscles to give them the strength to enact their anger.
There was more there, but it was faded, and already on its way out. He couldn't understand it, even if his skills lay more in this side of the Force. Turning, he made his way out of the lab.
"Discover anything, Seventh Brother? We can bring more samples if needed?" asked the Governor, tone polite yet not subservient. Good.
Snivelling fools who followed his every command were less than useless to him.
"I will head to Edin. I require a live specimen to more closely examine."
He looked at the Governor, and made a decision.
"Given the power of these creatures, and the numbers, I may need heavier firepower. Your labs are innovative. What could they make me?" A question that gave the Governor just enough maneuvering room to avoid going over the lab's abilities, while still making clear that it was not an order to be ignored.
"...That depends. You would have to speak to the head of Engineering to get a better answer. Off the top of my head, there might be some armor upgrades we could outfit you with. That, or some of our newer, sleeker, more advanced LECA models that are in the final stages of production. Might be better for the higher mobility you're used to."
Seventh merely hummed in the affirmative, before turning to leave.
First, he would speak to the Head of Engineering. Then, he would head to Edin. These 'Wretches' intrigued him, and if possible the techniques used to make them might earn him favor with Lord Vader.
As he passed the vehicle lab, he could see the barebones structures of a variety of speeder designs. As he turned away, out of the corner of his eye he caught a small, red rubber ball sitting in a durasteel engine shell.
Just sitting there.
Menacingly.
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Hi there folks! Tossing this one out there, Seventh's POV will be explored more in upcoming chapters. I'm actually having some fun writing him, since he's a more analytical character. I'll be trying to incorporate the emotion sensing stuff a little more, since it feels underrepresented here.
Also, in terms of the factories. These are not yet full massive factories. They aren't small, but few factories are. They produce about a dozen of their respective products each month, on account of the fact that they produce about half of their pieces internally. In terms of exports, Las wants to get rid of the Edin problem before any potential expansions in business, because if he draws attention to himself the wider political landscape will look for weaknesses. And a Wretch and criminal filled world is easy enough to spin into bad propaganda. Well, that and Las is kinda paranoid.
Also, I glossed over it in the last chapter but yes, there is going to be a shipyard. It is essentially a prebuilt yard that will be dragged over piece by piece over the next few months. Not large going by standard shipyard size, it will primarily exist to have its docks rented out to companies that want to produce the smaller ships favored by people in the outer rim and, in this case, Guild members. CEC already has a good contract with them, and a small shipyard could easily churn out their freighter lines assuming CEC can help secure a good supply of parts.
Also, its future proofing, really. Having a functional shipyard in a backwater looks good, and will, in Las's mind, hopefully be enough to satisfy Momma Mola. Of course, he's also balancing the PR of a shipyard with policies to reduce government profits and hopefully look smaller than he is. Is it working? No. But if it did this story wouldn't be nearly as fun.
Anyways, as always feedback and commentary is appreciated.
Thanks for reading!
-Freefaller
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Prety shure thats just Force abusing new way to fuck with people for its amusment.
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...Wait, hold on.
Is there a Force Ghost hanging around the Governor?
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Thanks for the update, I look forward to seeing more of the Inquisitor.
If our MC is going to get a shipyard started in their territory does that mean R&D might start designing more then Tie variants.
I'd love to get more povs from the MC's family especially from his mother who I'm sure is keeping an eye on him.
Or due to the Force shenanigans happening you could bull a outside Force user into the system like Ahsoka for some fun.
If our MC is going to get a shipyard started in their territory does that mean R&D might start designing more then Tie variants.
I'd love to get more povs from the MC's family especially from his mother who I'm sure is keeping an eye on him.
Or due to the Force shenanigans happening you could bull a outside Force user into the system like Ahsoka for some fun.
AldariSiradla
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I swear to you...
A rubber ball would be the death of someone one day.
One day.
The one to bring balance to the Force is...
A RUBBER BALL!
But nice interlude.
Very intriguing too.
And good to know the Dark Side has no sway in this place.
A rubber ball would be the death of someone one day.
One day.
The one to bring balance to the Force is...
A RUBBER BALL!
But nice interlude.
Very intriguing too.
And good to know the Dark Side has no sway in this place.
OblivionFan007
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"Just like they taught you in basic... ignore It."