“Lets just…go for a drink. Better than trying to choose a restaurant for twenty minutes. Bars are all the same.”
“bars are all the same? kid…” han started to argue, but trailed off as he thought about it. he supposed he couldn’t disagree. “alright, ya got me there. you’re technically older than me now so go on grandpa, pick a place.”
“ thank you, it’s one of my many redeeming qualities. ” penelope was never one to freeze up, she always had something to say and a clever quip to add, but when she looked up at the woman her in front of her that was all stand there like a stone. the older woman was absolutely stunning, like some sort of greek goddess. only other time she had felt like this, was when she first saw her ex, but not even the cute and adorable josie saltzman could compare to this woman’s beauty. it was absolutely embarrassing for her. gawking like some sort of first year tourist. this wasn’t like her and she wasn’t about to show the older woman or anyone for that matter the effect they had on her. so after she recollected herself, she spoke up. “ i’m old enough to work here, touching the alcohol is another story. if you want a drink or to complain about my age, you can always go talk to one of the many bartenders who are much older than me. ”
“oh, and what are some of the others?” selina couldn’t quite put her finger on why, but she’d been drawn in by this girl. intrigued. she reminded selina of herself. a younger, equally attractive version of herself that she wanted to get acquainted with. in more ways than one. “don’t worry about that, doll. i have no complaints,” she assured, considering what she’d say next. she thought she might try to get to know the girl a bit, but as her eyes traced the other’s body, she decided she’d just be direct. “i just want to know what time you get off.”
“ugh, it’s been way too long. i’ve missed you baby.” eve sighed with with a smirk, sliding the rolled joint under her nose and taking in the seductive scent of indica buds. the garden of eden grew more than just apple trees, and she used to get quite familiar with all the forbidden plants. placing one end of the plumply filled paper between her lips, she used a match to light the other end, waving the flame away when she heard someone approaching. “oh, hi,” the brunette giggled, taking a puff of the joint before extending it out towards her sudden company. “want a hit?”
troy had never really gotten too acquainted with the danker side of life in the past. in high school he was far too busy and had too much to lose to take his chances, and even in college as things started to fall apart for him, he tended to fall into the bottle’s sweet embrace rather than go up in a puff a smoke. today was different though. he was clocking out of work, sweaty and dirty, when a few friends suggested they head back to the apartments and part-toke. hesitant to agree at first, he ended up joining them. he only took a few hits off a friend’s joint, that was all he needed to enjoy himself. then they busted out the chocolates. very special, delicious chocolates, that troy hadn’t realized were anything he couldn’t just pick up at the grocery store...
it was nighttime now, the bright lights of the vegas strip illuminating limbo’s streets from a distance. troy had strolled out of the party to go get some air — he was way too high and he knew it — and once he was outside he noticed a girl with a particularly short skirt that sparked a certain desire in his brain. it’d been too long, he wanted a lap dance. bad. so to ‘bimbo’s limbos’ he went, giggling at the name and his own flub of it as he stepped through the door. it was only when he glanced at the stage did his giggling stop, replaced with sheer panic. he was way, way too high! he was seeing things! he was probably going to die, being this stoned. after all, that couldn’t actually be gabriella up there.
“never tell me the odds.” with a familiarly smug grin, han looked up at the mayor from his seat in front of the slot machine, feeding it dollar after dollar. truthfully he’d gotten a little bored of the casino for now — he’d been there since the morning and now that leia was here, he was ready to focus on other things, so he was dumping the rest of his playing money into this one spin. he was still looking up at the woman’s beautiful eyes, practically speechless for one of the rare times in his life. there was a lot of history between them, but it was still a mystery to him as to whether they had a future. he pulled the lever, about to open his mouth to say something when the high pitched bells and whistles started blaring beside them. he turned to see big yellow JACKPOT letters flashing across the screen, a hefty stack of twenty dollar bills being subsequently deposited by the machine. eyes wide, grin extending from ear to ear, he looked back up at leia. “well, i’m a few thousand dollars richer and there’s nothing i’d rather blow this money on than a nice night with you, if you’ll join me.”
Did you see HAN SOLO from STAR WARS walking around Limbo? The CISMALE looks like ALEX FITZALAN, and is (physically) TWENTY NINE years old. I’ve heard he can be HEROIC but also A SCOUNDREL. When I think of them I think of LASER BLASTERS, THE MILLENNIUM FALCON, TALKING TO A SENTIENT BROWN MOP. They’ve been here WITH their memories as the OWNER & A DRIVER at COZY CABS for FOUR YEARS. I heard they’re still trying to figure out how they ended up in Limbo.
i mean doodz, it’s han solo i’m pretty sure he needs no real introduction.
but here’s the wiki if you want to brush up. pretty sure there’s tros spoilers in there tho.
set post tfa
afterwards he popped up here and he was young again and thoroughly confused, but he’d spent his whole life visiting other planets, learning different customs, etc and things were similar enough to the galaxy he knew that he adjusted pretty well.
fell right back into old habits at first, doing a scoundrel’s work until he made himself some decent money.
put that money into running a little racket of his own for a while until he realized he had a perfect opportunity to make decent money in a legitimate way, so he washed those bills realll good, made em all shiny and new, and bought himself a fleet of taxis.
works as a driver himself, too, because what’s the fun in just sitting around doing nothing? i can’t relate. plus, it’s the perfect opportunity for bullshitting with the locals and learning more about this world and apparently, many others.
reaaaally likes to hit the casinos ok, he legit couldn’t have ended up in a better place
Did you see STEFAN SALVATORE from THE VAMPIRE DIARIES walking around Limbo? The CISMALE looks like PAUL WESLEY, and is ONE HUNDRED SIXTY+ years old. I’ve heard he can be SELFLESS but also BROODING. When I think of them I think of BLOODLUST, DAYLIGHT RINGS, DOPPELGANGERS. They’ve been here WITH their memories as a BARTENDER at THE SCREAMING CAT for THREE YEARS. I heard they’re seeking a sanctum.
it’s stefan aka the good brother
not gonna go too much into his history bc that’s what wikis are for lol but i will say that when he died and saw lexi and stuff, that “afterlife” he entered was really just this world, which he figured out shortly after.
still human. memories in tact but very hazy.
did some asking around and ended up learning of a few witches that created the town, and thought he might get more answers and some of the clarity restored if he went to town.
took a job at a karaoke bar where people should get plenty drunk and talkative so he can fish for information under the guise of doing his job and making small talk.
occasionally strays from his ‘mission’, gets wasted, and belts out some karaoke.
the first time he did that though all the memories of kai came flooding back so it’s not like he’s given up on figuring out what’s going on, he’s just had very little luck and is hoping on the fog lifting more and more over time.
has spotted a few vampires around town and keeps tabs on them to make sure they’re not killing anyone because honestly he doesn’t want any more drama he literally had to deal with hell on earth ok.
Did you see ROSALINA from SUPER MARIO walking around Limbo? The CISFEMALE looks like SYDNEY SWEENEY, and is UNKNOWN years old. I’ve heard she can be NURTURING but also MELANCHOLIC. When I think of them I think of THE NIGHT SKY, TRAVELING ACROSS THE COSMOS, THE MOONLIGHT SONATA. They’ve been here WITH their memories as the OWNER at LUMA’S OBSERVATORY for ONE MONTH. I heard they’re still trying to figure out how they ended up in Limbo.
a lot of who rosalina is officially is unknown, but her story is explained better than i can tell it just by listening to this narration of her in game storybook.
i also don’t typically believe this stuff, but i actually do subscribe to Game Theory’s explanation of rosalina’s true identity. it’s an interesting watch, so here’s part one and part two, but it essentially says that rosalina is peach’s daughter. (but we don’t have to follow this if anybody brings in a peach, mario, or luigi and isn’t interested in this idea!!)
rosalina’s mother died when she was young, too young to comprehend where her mother had gone.
her journey began when she found a young luma in an old spaceship searching for its mother. rosalina decided she would help the star child to find its mother, and so they set off into outer space.
they had fun together on the journey even though they never found the luma’s mother. the luma wasn’t very sad because it was the luma’s way to eventually transform into something else, such as a sun or a planet. rosalina on the other hand, upon realizing how long she was gone (yknow, space/time relativity and stuff) was devastated at the realization that she’d never see her family again.
eventually rosalina and the luma found a place to settle down and build themselves a new home. over time, more and more lumas were attracted to the place and began to see rosalina as a mother of sorts, someone to take care of them and nurture them until it was time for them to transform.
as seen in mario galaxy’s ending, their universe would always reset every hundred years, but rosalina’s home/observatory existed outside the boundaries of the reset. this made it possible for rosalina to return to her home planet and see her family again once every hundred years (or for her, about once a year, due to relativity and shit idk). she never reveals to them her true identity, because when the reset happens they won’t remember anyway and it would only bring her unnecessary pain — trying to connect to the family she’d lost and would lose over and over and over again for the rest of her life.
during her most recent visit to her home world, rosalina was accidentally caught up in the reset. rather than being sucked into nothingness and being reborn without any memories, like most of her universe’s inhabitants, she was instead spit out in the middle of the street here in limbo.
now she’s lost her birth family, the lumas (who she worries desperately about every day), and everything she’s ever known. this world is so vastly different from her own and it has been a struggle to figure it out, but she’s trying her best. she opened an observatory as soon as she possibly could in an attempt to attract any lumas that may exist in this world, and to use the telescopes to scour space for any sign of the world she’d left behind.
This guy reminded him of Ford. He suddenly started missing his brother. He’d be deep in the basement of the shack, trying to figure this stuff out as well. But when this guy ordered more drinks, he forgot about all that. “Woop woop!” he echoed, and knocked his drink back when it was handed to him. “So are you some sort of scientist or something? If you think you can figure this shit out.” he asked, gesturing for the bartender to keep ’em coming.
double fisting the shots that were slid his way, he knocked both back one after the other. he’d never had issues drinking with the best of them, but this younger body was soaking up the booze like fuel. “some sort of scientist? buddy—brrrrrp, i’m on a level none of these people can even comprehend.” rick started chuckling to himself at the thought. “i—haha—i once created a sentient little robot, and his sole purpose was passing butter. fuckin’ thing was devastated.”
“I acted with a dark, ruthless intent that threatened the lives of the entire galaxy. I denounced everything you ever taught me, and I followed Ben’s path. I stopped being your son the moment I became Darth Caedus.” He met Han’s eyes, not about to apologize for what he’d done. Jacen admittedly had had more motivating him than pure power and fear, but he still gave into it. “I’ve slaughtered hundreds, and attempted to kill your daughter. How you can even consider me family is simply illogical.”
han listened solemnly to his words. it didn’t matter what he knew in his head and in his heart, it was still difficult to hear all the atrocities committed. “you’re right. you stopped being my son the moment you became darth caedus.” his jaw clenched and he stood up straighter, looking the young man across from him dead in the eye. “darth caedus was a monster. completely corrupted by the dark side of the force. there was no saving him,” he admitted. “but you’re not darth caedus. you are my son. my boy. jacen solo. —and you can’t tell me i’m wrong because if i were i wouldn’t still be standing here running my mouth. would i?”
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