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Does any of your Ocs have any pets?

Humm, good question! I haven't really thought about it.

If any of them did, Deitente and Astayr would be tied for the two most likely to have pets, with Kalvonut in third. Deitente would have some type of cat-ish animal - something that doesn't need a lot of attention to flourish but still will cuddle on occasion - and Astayr would have the gffa equivalent of a Mastiff or Great Dane, big, affectionate and slobbery XD.

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Moonrise Legacy Masterpost (WIP)

Lead Character:

Jedi Knight/Outlander: Corrain Gealai (Human)

- Gender/Sexuality: Bisexual trans man

- Romance: Lana and Theron (OT3 - they're poly!)

- Nicknames: Cor, Cory

- Character Intro Link!

The character creator in SWTOR won't let him have the long ponytail he's supposed to have, so here's an art piece I commissioned from @stellorc as a supplement!

Others below readmore!

Jedi Consular: Kalvonut Amohtarsi (Sith Pureblood)

- Gender/Sexuality: AroAce cis man

- QPR (tentative): Arcann

- Nicknames: Kalvo, Kal

- Character Intro Link!

Trooper: Deitente Verrni (Cathar)

- Gender/Sexuality: Cishet woman

- Romance: Aric Jorgan

- Nicknames: Dei

- Character Intro Link

Smuggler: Kessin Meyka (Togruta)

- Gender/Sexuality: Genderfluid, Pansexual (any pronouns, prefers they/them)

- Romance (sorta, it's complicated): Risha Drayen

- Nicknames: Kess, Capn

- Character Intro Link

Sith Warrior: Eiri Greine (Human)

- Gender/Sexuality: Biromantic Asexual cis man

- Romance(tentative): Tau Idair (eventual)

- Nicknames: Riri (for Vette and Tau's use ONLY)

- Character Intro Link

Sith Inquisitor: Sekulyn'torr (Twi'lek)

- Gender/Sexuality: Nonbinary (she/they), and pansexual

- Romance: Andronikous (casual, temporary), Acina (wife)

- Nicknames: Lyn

- Character Intro Link

Bounty Hunter: Astayr Caleo (Human)

- Gender/Sexuality: Queer (it's complicated!) demigirl, (she/xe)

- Romance: Torian Cadera

- Nicknames: Cyare/Cyar'ika (from Torian), Ash (from others)

- Character Intro Link

Imperial Agent: Elennye Trizz (Zabrak)

- Gender/Sexuality: lesbian cis woman

- Romance: Vaylin? (eventual, they're awkward about it for eons)

- Nicknames: Elen/Len

- Character Intro Link

I'll update with Intro Links as I get them!

BONUS Cursed Content Link >:3c

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Which one of your Ocs is most likely to get themselves killed in the dumbest way possible?

And how did they gotten themselves killed?

Oh, huh! My bad, this is a late answer!

In short....either Kessin or Astayr, but probably Kessin.

Neither of those two could ever back down from a challenge, whether it's swoop racing, bar-wide barfights, or a drinking competition - but the difference is that Kessin is...a bit of a cocksure show-off, and therefore more likely to kick it by accident. Astayr is pure professional - xey might agree to a dumbass challenge in jest, but xey take it deadly serious. Kessin...well. They taunt and laugh through it.

Dumbest way Kessin would probably die? Trying to bait a rancor somehow.

Thanks for the ask! :D

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Crescent Moon Rising - Surrender (WIP)

Okay! This is the full draft section from the Six Sentence Sunday Snippet that I posted earlier. It IS subject to revision, of course, but as for right now this is The Plan!

Context: Corrain is the only member of his crew that is trapped on board the Emperor's Fortress when the mission to Redeem the Emperor goes horribly wrong. He's taken prisoner, tortured, and when the Emperor's Child Force-brainfuckery fails, he's put under Castellan mind-control and given an implanted shock collar. He and Scourge escape a year and a half later by stealing an Imperial Shuttle - and the Emperor's Hand promptly put a Blacklist bounty on Corrain's head. Only, they don't want people to know their pet Jedi has gotten loose, so they falsify the mark. Astayr (BH, LS) takes it, chases them down to Nar Shaddaa - and Kessin (Smuggler, Neutral) is recruited to get them in contact with the Jedi and Republic. They end up meeting on Alderaan- and Corrain surrenders to the Republic by tossing Kira his lightsabers, and my Consular takes custody of him. (Five of my OCs are present at this exchange)

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The glow of angry ruby plasma sizzled in the air, one of his lightsabers glowing in Kira’s hands, and suddenly cloying, choking anxiety clawed at the inside of his chest, nauseating guilt grinding his stomach into pulp as the dawning horror broke over her face. She stared wordlessly at the bled blade, and then, as Jun turned to her with a raised eyebrow, he saw the glitter of moisture on her eyelashes, visible even from meters away behind the transparisteel visor of the mask sitting heavy on his face, hiding his identity. At his side, Scourge stood silent, the Force an iron wall about him even as Corrain could feel power crackling through his entire body like poison, burning as it went, the numb fear-fury feeding its advance a knot of pain in his chest. Behind him somewhere, Kessin’s soft inhale of horror echoed the cracking facade his friend- former friend, former Padawan - wore across a trembling lower lip.

He wanted to comfort her, to tell her it was insignificant, an easily-fixable mistake. He wanted to yank his lightsabers back into his hands, draw them both, send the now-reddened lightsaber blades spinning into Scourge’s neck, just to be sure he couldn’t drag Corrain back to that hellhole Fortress and tear him apart again- just to be sure- He wanted to cry, to curl up in a dark corner somewhere and waste away. He wanted it all to disappear, the past year little more than a vivid nightmare, for him to awaken whole and free. He wanted to rage, to break things - fragments of his whole past - into pieces so small they could never all be collected. He wanted to take Vitiate and tear him apart, watch him choke on his own blood - he wanted the everpresent threat to his free will destroyed.

And yet- he knew this haunting rage would only upset Kira. It would upset T7, upset Doc and Kess and Kalvo maybe even Rusk, even if it was only because they knew a version of him that was kind and naive and committed to the Jedi over everything else, rather than this bitter, angry shell. And it paralyzed him, made him doubt himself, even as the familiar cold shadows of the Dark Side called to him, swelling through him like a flood through a funnel, feeding off the terror threatening to drown him. But there wasn’t any other choice for him, not anymore. Not after he’d let the spark in his heart explode into a storm of lightning, not after Vitiate had torn open his mind and dragged out the cruelty and darkness buried so deep within in him, not after he’d been stripped of everything that had made him who he was. Not after he’d been pressed into the mold of a Sith and come out a broken puppet with blood on its hands. Vitiate had to die for him to be free again, and for that he had to be strong. But even his Fall hadn’t freed him from the Emperor - it had only proved he was dangerous, that the darkness inside him needed to be choked off, strangled at its source. And yet - and yet he did not know if he could let go. If he could once again be the person that Master Orgus had trained.

Master Orgus.

He choked on his breath suddenly at the memory, emotion cresting high and tight against the back of his throat. His master, who had tried to protect him from beyond the grave. Who had asked Kaedan to look out for him, who had trained Bengal Morr, the only Jedi that had tried to rescue him. Orgus, who had died trying to shield him from Darth Angral. The man who had believed in him, so fiercely that his spirit followed him into the heart of the Sith Empire and reached for him there, even as he was lost in the dark, eyes glowing yellow. And now Kira, who was looking at the corrupted lightsabers in her hands like her world was falling apart. Kira, who’d defied the Emperor twice and won, who’d thrown away everything she’d known at ten years old. The Padawan he’d been so incredibly fortunate to help train, now a Knight, who had held him while he’d cried after Orgus had died. Kira, who’d stood at his side until he’d fallen to the Emperor’s lightning and ordered her to run. And Kalvonût - the Jedi who had been as his elder brother for so long, carefully helping him through the loss of Master Orgus, gentle even in the face of his grieving anger. The man who had nothing but kindness in his heart, even when the only words Corrain could muster were cruel or despairing. And Kessin, who had sent them stupid holomemes ever since their first meeting on Tython, who had come for him even when he was for all intents and purposes Sith, when they hated Sith more than anything else.

For them, he could try. He could try to be the person he once was, for their sake. He had to.

“...Kira?” he said, hating the uncertain tremor in his voice and the grating muffled sound that his mask overlaid on each word. She looked up from the lightsaber then, flicked the blade off and let the deep ruby beam of plasma disappear. Across the soft plain, Jun paused, and Master Kaedan cocked his head to the side, both visibly confused by his focus on the young Knight. But she just shook her head, hooking his surrendered lightsabers onto her belt, eyes still wet even as she laughed, voice thick with grief.

“...Did…did you do this? To my master’s lightsabers?” she whispered then, the dark azure of her gaze pinned to the eye plating of his mask. At his side, Scourge stood silent, true to his word that he would say nothing of Corrain’s choice, merely watching. The cold metal in the back of his neck burned, a reminder of the price of defiance. A price he’d pay over and over again, if it meant he could do something to undo what had been done to him.

“The Emperor did,” he answered, voice still tremulous and faint, and on his other side he could feel the waves of horror of Kessin’s dawning realization. “He broke the kyber crystals, bled them so I wouldn’t have anything left of who I once was. And then…he…he broke me too.”

It was now or never, and so he reached up, hooking gloved fingers under the lip of his mask and pressing the release catches. Cool Alderaanian air stung his burning gaze, chilling the dampness of tears on his cheeks into frost as the seal broke. Churning fear bubbled under his skin, the crackling draw of the Dark tugging at him. But- they deserved to know. Kira deserved to know. Satele too, and Kalvonût. And so, hands shaking, he pulled the helmet over his head, letting long white hair spill free, and dropped the mask onto the soft soil below his boots. Scourge clicked his tongue in mild disapproval, shaking his head irritably. But there was a certain begrudging admiration there too, deeply hidden in the dark burn of his presence in the Force.

“I suppose we never could snuff out that last little spark of light in you, Jedi, no matter how far you Fell,” the Sith scoffed, ignoring the sudden shock rippling off the Jedi across from them, and the mild surprise of the Mandalorian hunter watching them from the trees, horror mixed with relief and joy evident in their expressions. Kaedan in particular looked stricken, the ashes of his promise with Orgus blowing away in a cold Alderaanian breeze. And then Kira took a shaky step forward.

“Corrain?” she called, uncertainly, recoiling slightly when his gaze met hers, once-grey eyes poisoned with golden yellow. He flinched on instinct, tension pulling on his every muscle, cloying terror creeping up the back of his throat again. Since when had he flinched at shadows, and feared the Jedi?

“...I’m sorry I took so long, Kira,” he forced out, blood pounding in his ears. He blinked as the mountainous horizon blurred - another frigid arc curved down his cheek. Kira’s face was a sudden smudge, all the emotion currently pent up inside him finally starting to boil over, escaping. The frigid burn of the metal implants against his spine ached then, and he had to fight back a wave of raw dread, irrationally expecting pain to explode through his head and down his back, searing him from the inside out. The air felt thin suddenly, weak, like there wasn’t enough oxygen saturating the atmosphere. “I-I’m sorry…I c-couldn’t-”

The clack of heavy weaponry being put away suddenly echoed across the plain, the Republic soldiers - Deitente? Was that Havoc Squad? - all holstering their weapons at a gesture from their leader, her feline blue eyes bright with understanding, and then Kalvonût strode forward, raw compassion like a sun shining from behind his face, so bright he had to duck away. The Sith Jedi reached out slowly, movements deliberately lethargic as if to give him time to pull away, and as he set both hands on Corrain’s shoulders, gentle and grounding, a soft curtain of peace and stillness fell over the chaotic roaring in his ears. He choked on his own breath, the panic and grief and pain rising in his chest clashing with Kalvonût’s gentle aura, friction vibrating in the air between them. He could feel the sparks starting to form in his palms, shadows gathering to cool his blood.

“Kalvo- I-”

“It’s all right, Corrain,” he said gently, and after a few slow heartbeats Kalvonût gently pulled him in, wrapping both arms around him protectively. The shadows at his back wavered- dissipated- and then broke, and Kalvonût’s presence around him swept warmly into the void at his back. “Breathe. You’re alive. And you’re safe now.”

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My Bounty Hunter, Astayr Caleo!

Of all eight characters in the Moonrise Legacy (not including NPC-type OCs), Astayr (she/xe) is my most honor-driven character, and she takes particular pride in her reliability and professionalism as a bounty hunter. Hir personal code demands fair play and honor in every battle, and xey make a point of avoiding bystanders during hir hunts. She has an extremely 'take-no-shit' kind of personality, but prides herself on never saying something that she can't back up - with a blaster or otherwise - and this pride is only strengthened when Mandalore the Vindicated adopts her into his clan.

Astayr's intense drive for integrity and honor did not appear out of nowhere - as a child, hir parents were both small-time criminals, each embroiled in a separate crime syndicate and lying about it. Astayr grew up lying on each parent's behalf to her other parent's face, thinking she was doing the right thing - but the clashing lies came to a head when the two syndicates went to war with each other. Astayr got front row seats to the murder of both hir parents at the hands of people xey once thought were family friends, and received the burn scar on hir face after both syndicates torched the house xey lived in.

Ever since, Astayr blames xemself for this tragedy, specifically on hir upkeep of the falsehoods and subterfuge of hir parents, and has resolved to never take part in such a scheme again. This meant her options were of course limited - Nar Shaddaa is not kind to the unemployed OR honorable - and so she became a bounty hunter at the tender age of fourteen, in the hope of making the gangs that killed her parents pay. It was a dangerous ploy that paid off. Seven years later, both gangs had scattered, their members either dead or imprisoned, and Astayr's name caught the eye of a certain man - Braden.

This early-life loss also makes the accumulation of her crew and her adoption into Clan Lok - and then Clan Cadera - that much more special to her - after so long, she once again has a family. More than anything else, her only goal is to keep them as safe and happy as she can, without sacrificing any of her ethics to do so. Xey enjoy fighting and drinking, but are also an eager student of fine cuisine - in the sense that xey genuinely like experimenting in the kitchen, often to disastrous but hilarious result.

Astayr remains a proud Mandalorian for the rest of hir life, and as one of the four remaining members of Clan Cadera (Torian, Astayr, and their two kids), xey serve as one of Shae Viszla's loyal lieutenants and a Mandalorian liason with the Eternal Empire and Eternal Alliance until hir retirement.

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incorrect SWTOR quotes generator

I saw this going around and had to jump on board with my Moonrise legacy and some of the ships/friendships there. Generator Link Here. Ship indicators are done ao3-style (slash = ship or qpr, ampersad = plain friendship, v. = rivalry or enmity)

And this got really fucking long so I hid most of the non-OT3 ones under a readmore for your scrolling convenience sjdhfakjdfadfgjasd

Lana/Theron/Corrain

Corrain, in Lana’s window: I thought I’d find you here! Theron, climbing past Corrain: WE COULD HAVE USED THE DOOR- - Lana: Corrain ! What did I tell you about lying? Corrain , looking down: ...That it only works on Theron. - Theron: *looks at Corrain * Theron: Baby boy. Baby. Theron: *looks at Lana* Theron: Evil. - Corrain : Hi, sorry I’m late. I was doing a couple of things and got distracted. Theron: I’m “a couple of things”. Lana: I’m “got distracted”. - Lana: *speaking Spanish* Theron: I know, I know. Corrain: You speak Spanish? Theron: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language Lana speaks. - Theron: The moon looks beautiful, doesn’t it? Lana, looking at Theron: Yeah… but do you know what’s more beautiful? Theron and Lana in unison: *sighs* Corrain - Corrain: If you water water, it grows. Lana: ...What. Theron: They've got a point. - Lana, watching Corrain do something stupid: Theron, you're officially only the second highest risk here. Theron: Hell yeah! I'm gonna— Lana: Don't finish that sentence, you'll move back up.

Torian/Astayr & Mako

Mako: Hey, Torian, are you free on Friday? Like around eight? Torian: Yeah. Mako: And you, Astayr? Astayr: Umm... yes? Mako: Great! Because I'm not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date! Astayr: Did they just- - Mako: Do you think different paints have different tastes? Torian: They do. Astayr: ...Why did you say that with such certainty? - Torian: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you? Astayr: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now. Astayr: Would you like me to tutor you? Mako: That was smooth. - Astayr: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box. Mako: Did Torian say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'? Astayr: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL– - Torian, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs? Astayr: It means like in hand-to-hand combat. Torian: Ohhhh- Mako: Both of you get out of this kitchen. - Torian: I didn't drink that much last night. Mako: You were flirting with Astayr. Torian: So what? They're my partner. Mako: You asked if they were single. Mako: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

Kessin/Risha & Corso

Kessin: Sorry, I'm late to the party. I've been doing things. Risha, entering in an unbuttoned shirt: I got caught up doing things too. Corso: Wow, Kessin was late too! What a coincidence! - Corso, walking into Risha and Kessin’s bedroom in the middle of the night: I had a bad dream. Risha: What was it about? Kessin: No, don’t ask them that! Risha: Why not? Kessin: Cause they’ll answer! - Corso: Ooh, somebody has a crush Kessin: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Risha I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them. *Later that night* Kessin, very much awake: Uh oh. - Risha: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without? Kessin: Corso, probably. - Kessin, looking through their clothes: Has anyone seen my top? Corso: Risha's in the kitchen. - Risha : I have a bad feeling about this... Kessin: What do you mean? Risha : Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble? Kessin: No? Corso: That actually explains so much.

Aric/Deitente v. Garza Aric: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Deitente: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Aric: ... Aric: You mean ring bearER, right? Deitente: ... Aric: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding. - Deitente: Do you feel any better? Aric: I feel much better now that you here with me. *Garza walks in* Aric: I feel half better. - Deitente, Entering Aric's room: Garza did it again. Aric: Peace disturbance? Deitente: What no- Aric: Arson..? Deitente: NO, JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY- Aric: uh....Attempted murder? Deitente: NO, THEY ATE ALL THE FOOD IN THE FRIDGE, BUT WHAT THE FU- - Garza: Did you take out Deitente as I requested? Aric: Deitente has been taken out, yes. Garza: You have my grat- Aric: It was a great restaurant. Aric: We had a romantic candlelit dinner. Aric: Deitente proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers. - Garza: Uh, I think I got your lunch. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘I am very proud of you. Love, Aric’* Deitente: Oh yeah. I didn’t think this was for me. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘Be good. For the love of God, Please be good.’*

Acina/Sekulyn & Ashara (& Khem Val) Ashara: Everyone synchronize your watches. Khem Val: I don't know how to do that. Acina: I don't wear a watch. Sekulyn: Time is a construct. - *Everyone is playing a board game together* Khem Val: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'. Ashara: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'. Sekulyn: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'. Acina: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'. Sekulyn: *flips the board* - Ashara: Why are your tongues purple? Acina: We had slushies. I had a blue one. Sekulyn: I had a red one. Ashara: oh. Ashara: Ashara: OH. Khem Val: Khem Val: You drank each others slushies? - Ashara: I hope you have an explanation for this. Sekulyn: We have three actually- Acina: Pick your favorite. - Sekulyn: Where are you going? Acina: To get MYSELF a gift cause somebody didn't get me one! Sekulyn: I told you I did! Its coming here on Friday! Ashara, knowing full well that Sekulyn got Acina an engagement ring: *eating popcorn*

Corrain & Kira & Scourge

Corrain: It's locked. You got a lock pick? Kira: Yeah- Scourge: *kicks in the door* - Kira: Scourge won’t come out of their room! Corrain: Just tell them I said something. Kira: Like what? Corrain: Anything factually incorrect. Kira, shrugging: If you say so. Scourge, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET? - Scourge: Kira, I know you love Corrain. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely. Scourge: But I think they might be a fucking idiot. - Kira: Corrain got into a fight. Scourge: That’s bad. Scourge: Scourge: Did they win? - Corrain: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it. Scourge: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side. Kira: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!

Kalvonut/Arcann & Corrain Arcann: Are you a painting? Kalvonut: What-? Arcann: Because I want to pin you to a wall. Corrain: OH GOD I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY YOU WANTED TO HANG THEM OR SOMETHING- - Kalvonut: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Arcann's birthday invitations. Corrain: Well, what are they supposed to say? Kalvonut: "Arcann's birthday". Corrain: So, what do they say instead? Kalvonut: "Arcann’s bi". Corrain: Corrain: Works out either way. - Arcann: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close. Kalvonut, blushing: Okay. Corrain: It's fucking summer. - Kalvonut: When Arcann was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world." Corrain: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition." - Arcann: I asked Kalvonut out. Corrain: Oh, I’m sorry. Arcann: Why? Corrain: Well, I assume they said no. Arcann: No, they said yes. Corrain: Really? Then I’m sorry for them. - Arcann: *yawns* Kalvonut: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring. Arcann: Then you must be exhuasted. Corrain: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

Elennye/Vaylin & Corrain Vaylin: Did Elennye just tell me they loved me for the first time? Corrain: Yeah, they did. Vaylin: And did I just do finger guns back? Corrain: Yeah, you did. - Elennye: What time is it? Vaylin: I don’t know, pass me that saxaphone and we’ll find out Vaylin: *BLASTS the saxaphone* Corrain: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXAPHONE AT TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING Vaylin: It’s 2 am - Elennye: God, I love Vaylin. Corrain: Yeah, you fucking better. - Elennye: Vaylin is a perfect cinnamon scone who’s never done anything wrong in their entire life! Corrain: Never done anything wrong?! They set a city block on FIRE! - Vaylin: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY- Elennye: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~ Vaylin: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH- Corrain, recording: This is so cute.

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Just for fun, what do you think your Legacy. would think of my sith warrior, Tyrrnith? As in, how'd they see him, would they get along with him, ect? You can list as many or as few of your OCs as you want.

You're gonna get all of them then, LMAO! Moonrise Legacy takes on the Zarmahan.

Corrain: Depends on when they would meet, to be honest. If it's baby-Jedi Corrain, prior to the Vitiate Trauma, he'd just be confused. Praven kind of baffled him, and since Tyr's a pretty honorable Sith, it would only deepen that confusion. They'd get along eventually, it would just take Corrain time to figure out how the fuck he felt about it.

However, if Corrain first meets Tyr as the *Emperor's Wrath* rather than the *Empire's Wrath* - he's almost certainly never going to trust Tyr, ever. That first impression will stay with him far too long, and his hatred of Vitiate/Valkorion never truly fades - it's a scar he carries for the rest of his life. Meeting Tyr around JK chapter 3 or Ilum would mean Tyr gets caught up in that association.

But if they meet around the SoR or KOTXX point, he's likely to want to reach out - he'd see Tyr as someone who sticks to his ideals and he respects that a lot. They wouldn't see eye to eye, but that's something Corrain values because it challenges him to think outside the box. They'd probably have some pretty decent conversations.

Kalvonut: Kalvonut would probably be conflicted. He's extremely diplomatic and actively avoids confrontation where he can, so they'd 'get along' for the most part, but Kalvo would see Tyr as the embodiment of the culture he never had a connection to. As a Pureblood Sith taken in by the Jedi after his Revanite mother was killed by the Dark Council, trying to learn about Sith customs would be almost certainly viewed with suspicion by the Republic (though not the Jedi, per se) and so he stayed away.

Actually, on second thought? If Tyr isn't patient they probably wouldn't click - Kalvonut would almost certainly bombard him with questions. He's a massive nerd, lmao.

Kessin: They'll shoot him in the face before anything, unless Corrain or someone else they trusted told them to back off. It doesn't really matter when - they never trust Sith. Ever. Tyr would never be able to prove himself to Kessin, even if he wanted to.

Deitente: She can respect Tyr's sense of honor, but she'd view him more as a formidable opponent than anything else. So she'd respect him as a warrior and enemy, but that's about it - she's too loyal to the Republic to ever befriend him.

Eiri: They'd probably get along, to be honest. Eiri doesn't give a rat's ass about the Empire (because he's not Imperial, he's Zakuulan, and he maintains that identity) but he'd be able to respect that Tyr does. He'd also be the most comfortable in the face of Tyr's aloofness, as he's a fairly laid-back guy - he doesn't mind awkward conversations or silences or anything of the sort. He makes them comfortable, honestly.

Sekulyn: She'd see Tyr as a threat, and just for that she'd respect him. Even more so after they become Darth Occlus and rise to the Dark Council. They don't have a code of Sith honor in the traditional sense - but they don't half-ass it when going up against formidable opponents, and they wouldn't spare any effort if they had to take Tyr down. As long as they share the same goal, however - keeping the Empire strong (and therefore Sekulyn's powerbase secure) - then they'd get along fine. Probably pretty damn well, all things considered.

Elennye: She'd begrudgingly like Tyr. He puts the Empire first - as she does - and isn't one of the fuckhead Sith whose power struggles are tearing apart the Empire from the inside. Not to mention he's not a jackass about aliens. She'd gladly offer her services as the Star Cabal leader/Information broker to him when he needs them, as long as it doesn't fuck with Vaylin and Zakuul.

Astayr: Honorable Sith are a decent sort, and he's good in a fight, so xey would be more than happy to work with him if he's willing to pay hir fee. Plus, xey know that xey can trust any bounties he pays xem to take out to be fair play - there's not going to be falsified info or coercion (of Astayr) involved. Xey might be too rowdy for him though - xey would almost certainly try to get him to shoot net'ra gal with them and the other Mandalorians LMFAO

Thanks for the ask! I love Tyr, so these were pretty fun answers to brainstorm.

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For Odd OC Asks, how about these ones for whichever OC(s) you prefer?

🌽: How does this OC feel about acts of affection? What's their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional? 🍻: What's your OC's favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day?

🍕: How does an OC spend a lazy day?

I'm gonna do a three by three! Three asks, Three OCs, hehe.

🌽: How does this OC feel about acts of affection? What's their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional?

Corrain: He's a cuddler. He can and will flop onto someone's lap and not let them get up, like he's some kind of overgrown cat. He's also, however, a "Quality Time" sort of person. He doesn't have a lot of time to spare, so he does his best to make sure he *makes* time for the people he loves.

Deitente: She'd never admit it, but she's very affectionate and she appreciates receiving affection just as much as she likes to give it out. Her love language is mostly "Acts of Service" - she loves doing things to make her loved ones' lives easier, but when she's feeling particularly affectionate, she WILL purr. (Jorgan denies that she purrs this every time he is asked. He would like to not be banished to the couch thank you.)

Astayr: Xey don't mind affection, but xey're generally not super affectionate by nature. Xey do like kisses and battle-dates with xir boy though, and xey're more than willing to give Blizz and Mako all the hugs those two could ever want though.

🍻: What's your OC's favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day?

Corrain: Pre-Vitiate - he meditates or turns on a trashy holodrama to binge with Kira. Post-Vitiate, and pre-KOTXX? - he. doesn't calm down. he shuts all that boiled emotion up in a corner, and maybe tries to murder spars with Scourge for a bit to burn all the anger off. KOTXX and onward - He goes to find Lana or Theron and just kind of. lays on them until they get the hint and cuddle him. Lana will sometimes bribe him with sweets to wait until she's done working to cuddle, Theron usually caves because he's a sucker.

Deitente: She likes a cup of tea after a long day. Her favorite teas lean on the fruit side, and she curls up on the couch with a novel while she sips. Woe betide the moron who brings up that she 'likes fruity little posh drinks' in front of her

Astayr: She usually spends a few hours scrolling mindlessly on the Holonet, then either grabs pillows to go smack the shit out of Torian and Mako, or if she's been gifted any beskar ingots recently, she spends time designing her armor. Xir first beskar armor piece was a pair of gauntlets, given to xem by Torian, and xey're set on making a full set to match someday.

🍕: How does an OC spend a lazy day?

Corrain: He doesn't really know the meaning of a lazy day (without feeling like absolute garbage) until after KOTXX - so...prior to KOTXX, he's training or meditating on a slow day, maybe reading a book or trying to learn a new skill. After KOTXX - he probably goes hiking, or drags Vaylin off somewhere where she can try (and fail) to teach him ways to braid his hair. (if Theron or Lana get to him first though...he's probably not getting out of bed that day. hehe😏 they're bingeing game of eternal thrones, i promise-)

Deitente: If not catching up on sleep? She's grabbing a friend or Jorgan and dragging them off to the cantina to relax. She's not the kind to spend a "lazy" day - a day off is a day out to have fun! Whatever the Star Wars equivalent of a rollercoaster is, she's doing that.

Astayr: Either chugging ne'tra gal with the clans and partying, or - especially after xey and Torian have kids - learning and practicing elements of Mandalorian culture that xey're more unfamiliar with. Xey're end up being almost completely fluent in Mando'a, but xey're absolutely set on mastering Mandalorian cuisine, and well. Astayr isn't a fabulous cook *in general* lmao. Xey sure do have fun with it though - and most of the results are at least edible XD

Thank you for the ask!!! :DDD