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Post by Malachi Stone on Sept 18, 2016 17:06:13 GMT
Okay, so I don't have the most impressive inventory in the galaxy. Oh well. I'm proud of what I have. Please note that in order to save cp's, I've not applied custom images to most things in game. I figure that if they're primarily for role playing, it's good enough to put customizations here. That said....  Platform XQ1 my home when I'm not doing faction work  Scimitar One a Simiyiar freighter that was earned, not purchased  a luxury space colony currently under construction OOC: You may notice that many of my customizations include the addition of this symbol: This was the symbol of the Anchorites in Star Wars: Clone Wars. The Anchorites maintained balance within The Force. Malachi believes strongly in maintaining Ashla's balance and has adopted this symbol as his own. You will also see the medical services logo since Malachi serves as a rescue pilot. |
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Post by Malachi Stone on Sept 18, 2016 17:08:03 GMT
As their ship dropped out of hyperspace, Malachi and Katrin caught their first glimpse of their new space station. "You spent how much on that old rust bucket?" Katrin demanded. "Rust bucket? It just needs a bit of paint. And it didn't cost me that much." "Yeah, well, you'd better go get our vacuum suits ready and I'll see if I can dock this thing without lights, without artificial gravity, without any nav..." "I got it, I got it." Malachi hurried off to get their equipment ready. --==-- Once they were docked, the pair made their way out of the ship and played their lights around the docking bay. "Yep, just a bit of paint." Katrin quipped as she glared at the wires hanging loose from the ceiling. "Malachi, make sure you have the magnets in your boots working. We'll need to try to get gravity right away. Come on. Stairs to the command deck should be over this way." For his part, Malachi simply tried to keep quiet. He was thrilled with his purchase but Katrin had made her feelings quite clear. Finding their way to the stairs wasn't difficult despite the darkness. The station was laid out simply with three large hallways leading to one central hub. As they made their way along the corridor, Malachi made mental notes about which storage areas to convert into living space. One storage area near the hub even looked to be large enough to turn into a small tavern. Every few seconds Katrin would curse as she kicked an errant pipe out of her way or moved aside a dangling wire. Eventually, they found themselves standing on the command deck. Grimy windows gave a view of the starfield beyond. A couple chairs floated freely above the computer banks. "There we go" Katrin pushed some buttons and pounded on a dented panel. Lights sputtered to life throughout the station. "Okay, we have light. Now I'll work on getting life support and gravity working. Then we have all the auxiliary systems to get online... Malachi, why don't you go start painting or something?" --==-- On the 240 th day of year 17, after many back breaking weeks, Malachi's little oasis in deep space finally opened for business. |
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Post by Malachi Stone on Sept 18, 2016 17:19:10 GMT
This Simiyiar Light Freighter was given to me in payment for a search-and-recover mission I flew through The Maw. That story can be found in the personal holocrons where I plan to put after-action-reports. |
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Post by Malachi Stone on Oct 8, 2016 18:57:15 GMT
 a lovely little home away from home... awaiting a better story |
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