Who Wrecks?
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ooc:He's willin to join any team with a compeling arguement...if anyone cares :9:
*In the dark sector of the Smuggler's Moon lay a poor, gittery, and partly balding man. Could the fate of the galaxy ever rest on his shoulders? Probably not. How 'bout this planet? Still, not a chance. But will he grow to the hero of his own life? Only time would tell.
He was in the back corner of a pirticularly foul cantina. Twieleks danced as other poor delusional souls shoved credit chips towards them. He had been debating something, something important. Occasionally he would look over to his right towards the entrance to the bar. For some reason he felt drawn to this place...like he was supposed to do something here. Maybe he was just going crazy, but it felt to real.*
*In the dark sector of the Smuggler's Moon lay a poor, gittery, and partly balding man. Could the fate of the galaxy ever rest on his shoulders? Probably not. How 'bout this planet? Still, not a chance. But will he grow to the hero of his own life? Only time would tell.
He was in the back corner of a pirticularly foul cantina. Twieleks danced as other poor delusional souls shoved credit chips towards them. He had been debating something, something important. Occasionally he would look over to his right towards the entrance to the bar. For some reason he felt drawn to this place...like he was supposed to do something here. Maybe he was just going crazy, but it felt to real.*