May. 4th, 2021

mogget_cat: (c-sweetness and light)
[personal profile] mogget_cat
There is a coil of white fur lounging on the Bar's countertop today, green eyes blinking slowly as it surveys its domain. While it technically isn't a cat, the creature certainly does a relatively good approximation of one.

If you pet it, it might even purr.
alongfallfromgrace: (Just having a friendly chat)
[personal profile] alongfallfromgrace
((OOM: After Yi City, there is grieving, pining, bad deductions, and a firm declaration that the Baby Juniors are the best. Mostly a master class in miscommunication and trying (badly) to sort through Feelings.))
5ame_heart: (Default)
[personal profile] 5ame_heart
Has the bar always looked like this? Or is it a Force Vision? Did pirates drug your drink? Did you grab a lightsaber by accident? Is that a live band? What music is that? Is that... is that jizz?

Probably best not to ask.

Welcome to Milliways, the wretched hive of Scum and Villainy at the End of the Universe. Grab a barstool, count your limbs, and beware of Bounty Hunters carrying your image on a fob.

Welcome to the All Skate, This is the May edition!
All welcome - yes, that means all. Whether they're retired, deleted, AU, original or already being played by someone else, bring 'em in!

Usual all-skate rules apply:
1. Everyone's stressed out of their mind right now, so have fun!
2. Communication is key.
3. Gratuitous behavior (either of a violent or sexual nature) will not be tolerated in the bar proper. Take that to an OOM, and then Content Warning the hell out of it before you link it. This includes chopping off hands.
4. Much like Canto Bright, what happens in All Skates, stays in All Skates, unless it happens between approved game characters and all muns agree.
5. Please don't be a dick.
6. Anbd of course, no obligation to engage with the Star Wars theme if you don't want to.

EP

May. 4th, 2021 06:27 pm
last_kallig: Feyne-taken from Hollow-Art (Force give me strength)
[personal profile] last_kallig
"As if I needed the reminder that my subsection of the Reclamation Service was built to fail," Ibani mutters as she walks in, staring at a datapad.

She looks up when she feels that she's in Milliways. "Thank the Force, I could use a drink."