A Bounty Huntress' Datapad.

Drama Adik

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This is going to be a journal for this character. I'll be posting here once in a while to expand upon her background and then link that in her profile.
 
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Drama Adik

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Dear diary... journal... log? Eh, whatever. Couldn't sleep tonight, so I might as well record some of my thoughts, right? I heard from someone that it might help you remember things or get over things, can't remember which exactly. It's currently 3:49 in the morning, I've got a raging hangover and I'm supposed to be on a shuttle to Coruscant in six hours. Tonight, I can't remember much of it, just like the rest of my life.

I need to do something about my memory, so many things I wish I could remember, some I really wish I could forget. Might as well try and write some things down whenever I can't sleep, which seems to be every other night nowadays.
 
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Drama Adik

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I don't remember much of about my life before all of this, I don't really remember a whole lot of this either, thanks to a mixture of Alcohol, hits to the head and undoubtedly repressing some memories. I wish I remembered my mother though. I remember a woman, taller than I am now, always smiling when talking to me, laughing often, but she disappeared. I hope she was my mother, I think she was.

I remember being taken by the Cartel and I think they were going to sell me as a slave, but, when I escaped quite easily a few times, they must have considered me useful. I vaguely remember running errands, delivering messages and stalking people, until my eighteenth birthday.

It was an... interesting day to say the least. I was assigned my first ever bounty, to kill a man and bring proof of the kill to one of the many Hutts, hard to remember who exactly. They all look, sound and smell the same. But, that day, I must have done something that impressed whoever gave me the bounty, as he, or she, gave me my two blasters, surely that means something.
 
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Drama Adik

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I cried tonight, I woke up thirty minutes ago or so, eyes still wet. It's currently 4:14 in the morning and Coruscant is just as active and bustling as it has always been. I don't even know why I cried, I can't remember what I dreamed, must have been about something in my past. Sometimes I wish I knew what I couldn't remember, but, when I wake up after having cried in my sleep, I feel like it might be for the best that I don't remember what makes me cry, at least not consciously.

On the bright side, the Tag I'm most proud of is still mine, doubt anyone is going to reach it without help, and the Coruscanti police doesn't seem to mind it. I can almost see it from here, a bit too dark for the goggles but I'll check it out in the morning, bring my cans so I can add onto it again.
 
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