Recent content by Metropolis

Metropolis saw someone in the bar that resembled an old pilot acquaintance. It gave him his idea for the story he would tell. He began whispering. "So I was on Nal Hutta right? Spice in the hold, in the middle of a take off. Partner with me. Pilot from Shaddaa. Recommended, supposedly good. He...

Metropolis peeked over his sunglasses at Cait as she emerged from the crowd. "I'm Metropolis." He responded to her greeting. When she grabbed his arm, for some reason it reminded him of when he grabbed someone else's arm recently. A bounty he had been after. He planned to have her use him for...

Metropolis decided it was time to go down. It looked like everything was running smoothly. For now at least. He had the feeling at least one fist fight would break out tonight. Well, he'd be lucky if it was just fists. As he was leaving a runner came up and told him there was some sort of...

Metropolis waited outside the gang leader's home with a few gifts. Or his mother's home to be accurate. He had done business in Grunagabol before and was known to be friendly to the locals, hence being allowed to meet some higher ups. Even being allowed on the street at all. Strangers were not...

Metropolis was doing force push ups. An exercise he had invented after noticing it was easier to do force pushes after he practiced on larger objects. So he picked the largest he could think of. An entire planet. Of course the idea was absurd, pushing a planet, but he pretended it wasn't for the...

Metropolis was a little out of breath. Spice deal gone bad. Not even a big one, just his personal lesai stash. He never had trouble with the big ones. But evidently when a dealer's mother offers you a drink and after sipping you pull a hold out blaster on them, the dealer may take offense. It...

One way mirrors lined the area of the gangland bar where the bottles were displayed behind the bar, on the side the customers saw. On the other side was a completely dark room befitting the security conscious gang bosses typical all over the galaxy. If very cheap and low tech. The mirrors were...

There was a rumor Metropolis had heard in the Grunge of residents being snatched off the streets. They would supposedly be found a day or two later at the railways or sewers by swoop racers, minus their interiors. Metro had confirmed it with his own eyes, having asked to see a victim at the...

Almost every school kid in the Empire had learned they could slap, kick, even push most droids down the stairs. With impunity. At least in regard to the droids. The worst they could expect from their targets was an attempt to waddle or whirr away from the abuse. But Metropolis was no school kid...

Outside a hushed driving heavy beat thumped against the spaceport's thick perimeter walls. Guards at each entrance to the venue. Metro had picked a mix of locals, pros, and old contacts. Harsh light made those trying to get in clear against the night. It let the guards pick who got in free, who...

A Million Eyes. Capture described in PvP Rulings Log and A Million Eyes OOC. @Arclight @Deviant @Nefieslab

Metropolis squatted slurping a bowl of noodles after having purchased an adhesive and a fragmentation grenade. He was on top of a crate stacked above the crowd's heads. He watched the mass of people go by, and as he did so listened to a conversation between a fuzzball and and some tall man...

Metropolis fired five more shots at Yura's head, in very quick succession, tracking her head if it flailed about due to the pain she was likely experiencing, and also standing up if he had to get the angle right due to her falling. They would most likely hit, being so close. In case she lived...

As the taxi ride went on Metro flipped through his datapad, looking at pictures of big butted Twi'lek and Umbaran girls in skimpy clothing, or no clothing at all. He would occasionally grunt or say 'whoa', even at one point turning his datapad to Jason, pointing at it and grinning like a small...

Metro's stun gun rang out as it hit Vernon's torso and he could feel his weight slump against him, as such his hand could never have twisted his fingers or his sword have been unsheathed to attack Metro. And as Vernon hadn't lashed out, Yura hadn't yet found her opening, and hadn't yet thrown...