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“…And sold! To User WhatsHisBucket878. Congrats, brother! You just got one half of a Sith Champion- take care of him for me, alright?” Stranger readied his ship to take off to Wiley’s coordinates. (OOC: Sorry, I couldn’t wait forever lol. @Darasuum, do you want to write out the exchange or do...

“Going twice…” Stranger spoke and waited for literally anything to happen. He needed this money. @Darasuum @Alejandrø77

(Mobile) “Furtive!?” Stranger yelled to his BD droid. “Hook up the servitor for the live camera in the cargo bay to my feed. These people want a live stream of my little gamble, heheh.” The junker waited a moment or two before a live feed of what was imprisoned in Stranger’s brig compartment...

"Ooo, That's a lot of coin, brother. I was gonna start at only five thousand- I like you, heheh." Stranger dialed up the money for his bid 10,000 credits and waited for another to up the stakes. No Questions Asked was a big policy of Stranger's during things like this. It usually wasn't until...

Stranger booted up his back-up holonet server and set up his sketchy auction. He wasn’t sure if Artorigas actually wanted his demented Sith back, so maybe another Sith would want to take a look at Raksis- maybe even fix the half-Sith up a little. After he booted everything up, he waited...

Who did Stranger see winning this? Well…not himself. But he wasn’t going to vote for himself either- maybe he could use this to his advantage. When it was his turn to write down his vote in his seat, he didn’t even try to to hide the name he wrote down- though only the people sitting directly...

Stranger chuckled and nodded. “Alright, there’s only one of me, so I’m going to go back and open up the hatch to let him out. He’s bound so I’ll drag him over to wherever you need him.” This kid was meat. Fresh meat. Maybe Stranger could have him for dinner. The lightsaber wasn’t red...

“Oh, forget you were still hungover- how was the party, by the way?” Stranger took note of the lightsaber Artorigas threatened him with. He still smirked and acted like he had all aces. This game was gonna be fun. “Uh…my name? I never had one that stuck. People on Yavin called me Germaine. Your...

Stranger got word that his dealer was playing the cards in the great hall. Stranger sighed and walked out of the empty room he had been in- probably a closet, if he was gonna be honest. After a bit of wandering, he made it to the great hall, spotting Artorigas on a holopad. Stranger smirked...

After downing a fifth plate of breakfast, Stranger relaxed while he waited for everyone else to finish. Nothing seemed to sate his hunger, but for the sake of drawing attention he decided to chill out with the food. “Sorry ‘bout that. I’ve just never had a meal like this before- can’t actually...

This wouldn’t have been the first time someone pulled a gun on Furtive. She sighed and gazed back up at Vano. “Kill me- or Germaine -and you’ll never find either set of armor you’re after.” She put an emphasis on the ‘either set’ part. @Scoobert

Furtive had her own reasons for going to Abyssm. There was a transmission she picked up from there. A call for help. Stranger preferred they stayed dead, but Furtive knew better than to throw away a perfect opportunity to give Stranger a solid platoon of bygone-era warriors. Hopefully, those...

“Very well, chief. Very well- the bed had lumps but I punched them out.” Jimi said after shoveling down some bacon, still speaking in his redneck accent. He was always hungry, and this meal was nothing compared to the hutt he ate a while a back. “Got anymore food I can gouge myself in? I think...

“Hm?” Stranger groggily got up and rubbed his eyes. “Oh, thought I missed something important.” He joked and stretched before glancing around at the others and what could’ve been going on while he was asleep. It looked like they made drinks, and form the smell of puke, some of them weren’t to...

After Stranger was loaded into the cargo hold of Laren Vano’s ship, she offered herself as a guide to get to Abyssm. However, she had some ground rules for the mission to get the strange Mandalorian armor. “Your brother will have to come with us on this ship. Two ships equals two liabilities...

Furtive tilted her slightly after hearing the Mando’s threat. Did he not hear anything she just said? Laren was a hot head, Stranger would’ve liked to put him in his place, but Furtive knew better. “I would suggest you bring as little people as possible to Abyssm.” She noted while she moved...

Furtive stared at Laren for a good while and then back at her master, who had given her orders just before he went out. “I’m Furtive.” She spoke without beeping in perfect basic. “I apologize on behalf of my friend- he wanted to try a social experiment. It was very successful.” She spoke a...

Stranger shrugged and let the men cuff him. Furtive bounced off his shoulder and bolted for The Derelict. Their loss. There was no way Laren’s ship could make it to Abyssm. The guy that owned the armor is dead. The other half is on Stranger’s ship which was gonna be on full lock down once...

(Mobile) Stranger stifled a laugh. This guy thought he was hot stuff didn’t he? Oh if only they knew what he really was, what he had seen, what he had done… Stranger didn’t care about the armor he was wearing. The damn Sapian Alpha on Abyssm was wearing what he really wanted. So, Stranger...

Stranger glanced around at the other contestants until he found his bunk mate, @Jasper Holliday, and went to sit down over by him. The name he was using would put a bit of a target on the back his head from a very underground cultist group of Mandalorians but hey, if they didn’t like that he was...