PROFIT

Hondo Ohnaka Independent. Private. Selective. Written by Walden.

[untilnolongerprofitable]

YMCA but it’s OTS instead.

Hondo is singing and being his usual self.

[untilnolongerprofitable]

“  morons.  ”

⚔ THE PRINCESS BRIDE SENTENCE STARTERS ⚔

@spirekept

“On that! we are agreed!” Hondo exclaims with exactly none of his usual good humor. 

In fact, as he looks over his shoulder once more to scowl in utter disgust at the disaster behind them… it seems for a moment that he will turn around once more to have a second go at the mechanic who already he had left with no room for misunderstanding exactly how badly he had messed up. 

Finally, however, he exhales an exasperated sigh and shakes his head, turning to Malta again.

“… But, come. Let us leave this… and go to my office,” he begins, already starting in that direction as he mutters, “I need a drink.”

[pocketmemes]

star wars: kotor   ∕   sentence starters dialogue taken from the 2003 rpg, star wars: knights of the old republic.

i had to see for myself if it was true.

all this time, and you still haven’t figured it out?

no one deserves execution, no matter what their crimes.

what greater weapon is there than to turn an enemy to your cause?

i’m beginning to wonder if you’re capable of trusting anybody.

in the end, you’ve lost something as well.

you are all of these things, ___,  and  yet you are nothing.

tyrants and heroes rise and fall, and historians sort out the pieces.

you can try to kill me. you’ll fail, but you can try.

now do you understand the travails of my existence?

shall we find something to kill to cheer ourselves up?

love itself with save you, not condemn you.

nothing could make me feel safer than to be loved by you.

could i have returned to the light, as you did?

in the end, as the darkness takes me, i am nothing.

i alone must accept responsibility for my fate.

it takes effort to be properly irreverent at my age.

don’t start thinking this war, your war, is more important than any other war just because you’re in it.

are you saying what we’re doing isn’t important?

you think i’m some kind of monster, don’t you?

i’m allowed to be enigmatic when i want to be.

i wonder when people will stop underestimating me?

driving me insane is your idea of a good time?

any failure to get the results i want is due to a lack of power on my part.

can i break his neck now? it’s been a long-time fantasy of mine

i see you intend to be childish about this.

complain all you want, but i know you love it

once we pass beyond this door, we can never go back.

sometimes anger and hatred are deserved and right.

the foolish delusions of a child. but this child made it happen!

you cannot hide from what you once were.

i’m someone you don’t want to get on the bad side of.

okay, you’ve made your point. now shut up and kiss me.

i could’ve stopped him. i could have stopped it all.

someday, you’ll have to make a choice, and there won’t be any going back.

you’re just a travelling piece of bad luck, aren’t you?

you are very harsh. i like you.

i know this may sound strange, but only my compassion stands in my way now.

i am content with the impression i give.

the apprentice has learned his final lesson

and so it ends. as i somehow knew it must… in darkness.

[untilnolongerprofitable]

Someone talk me out of making a multi of nothing but random BSO people.

[askboxmemes]

Describe my blog in terms of "came for the _____, stayed for the _____"

[executivemusings]

CLOSE SHAVES

that moment where you nearly die, and someone saves you.  tw for death applies.

the saved.

‘ i thought that I was going to die. ’

‘ woah! lucky you were there, huh? ’

‘ what – what happened? i don’t remember anything after __. ’

‘ i’m sorry you had to deal with that. it must have been really scary for you.’

‘ thank you for saving my life just then! i really thought that was it for me! ’

‘ why are you – looking so terrified? what happened to me? ’

‘ what do you mean, i stopped breathing for a moment there? ’

‘ that was really scary! thanks for doing what you did for me. ’

‘ you just – caught me! i was falling so far and then you just –! ’

‘ you – you saved me. i didn’t even think you’d come for me. ’

the savior.

‘ it’s alright, I’ve got you. i’ve got you, and you’re safe now. ’

‘ come on, keep your eyes open! don’t go to sleep on me! ’

‘ woah, i don’t know how i even caught you! ’

‘ there you are! i’m so happy you’re awake! ’

‘ breathe, please! just breathe! ’

‘ hey, are you with me? thought I’d lost you for a second there. ’

‘ i won’t let anything happen to you ever again. ’

‘ you have to come back to me! come on, i can’t do this without you! ’

‘ it’s alright, i’ll keep you safe. they won’t be able to hurt you any more.’

‘ just wake up, please! i’ll do anything! ’

bonus: the immortal.

‘ i really don’t need to get any medical attention. honestly, i’m feeling better already. ’

‘ oh, i died again? neat. how did it happen this time? ’

‘ what do you mean, you think you died again? ’

‘ yeah, you technically didn’t have to do that, but thanks i guess. ’

‘ well, i don’t know what to say. i’m clearly not dead, so you must have been mistaken. ’

‘ you didn’t have a pulse! how in hell are you already standing?! ’

‘ i think i’d better try to explain. just – uh – try not to scream, or anything. ’

‘ i need an explanation and i need it now, thank you. ’

‘ actually, i’m ___ years old, and this is about the ___ th time i’ve died. ’

‘ i – can’t actually die. no, really, i can’t. i’m immortal. ’

[untilnolongerprofitable]

Hondo now has a playlist. That is how you know it’s Serious.

Once I have it properly curated, I may post it for kicks and giggles.

[kallidae-moved]

STARTER CALL  ||  @untilnolongerprofitable​ ___ .

       ❝ LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT;  you want to use my ship for a run ? ❞

[untilnolongerprofitable]

“No, no, no, my friend! Of course not! Why! I would never ask such a thing!” Hondo begins with his usual gregariousness, laughing as though the other had told a marvelous joke before composing himself once more.

“I do not wish the use of your ship. Why would I when I have SO VERY MANY ships at my disposal?”

Or, at least, he would have so many, were most of them not currently in various states of disrepair, awaiting Malta’s assessment that he may organize the necessary repairs.

“I do not, but you do, as it will bring you a considerable amount of profit!”

[spirekept]

                         BUT I’M TOO AFRAID TO LEAVE 

[untilnolongerprofitable]

a BSO native: Oh, you know. Malta. Hondo’s boy.

a stranger to BSO: He works for him? Or that’s his kid?

another BSO native: Yes.

[roleplaymemesforyou]

Send 💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it.

[tsukiakarinoniji-archive]

Anonymously or not, send “How To Care For” instructions for my muse

[untilnolongerprofitable]

As my current interest seems to be the wonderful Batuu, a list of my muses that either have verses there or could find themselves there:

Hondo, clearly 😂

Gavril & Issa [ @dreadxreckoning ] : bounty hunters turned nuisances to the Empire/First Order, verse dependent; flexible to original trilogy, Mando, and the sequels

Migs Mayfeld [ @eximpsharpshot ] : an Imperial deserter turned mercenary turned prisoner turned ??? he’s not quite sure what now ; primarily original trilogy and Mando, but sequels aren’t beyond realm of possibility with some plotting 

Ranna Varik [ @forsakenlegacy ] : a Mandalorian who no longer claims any ties to her home; she does security work; flexible to original trilogy, Mando, and the sequels

Kadar Rangan [ @secretsoftheshadows ] : works spec ops and later intel for the Rebellion/Resistance, verse dependent; flexible to original trilogy, Mando, and the sequels

Eliana Res [ @onlyalastresort ] : mechanic, the mom-friend; sequels-based

Auros Vox [ @tillthelastemberfades ] : pilot and smuggler and Rebellion/Resistance spy, verse dependent; flexible to original trilogy, Mando, and the sequels

[leneemusing]

⚔ the princess bride sentence starters ⚔

“  you  mock  my  pain!  ”  “  life  is  pain.  ” “  he’s  only  mostly  dead.  ” “  i’m on  the  brute  squad.  ” “  you  are  the  brute  squad.  ” “  prepare  to  die.  ” “  we’ll  never  survive.  ” “  nonsense.  you’re  only  saying  that  because  no  one  ever  has.  ” “  who  are  you?  ” “  get  used  to  disappointment.  ” “  you  keep  using  that  word.  i  do  not  think  it  means  what  you  think  it  means.  ” “  i’ll  use  small  words  so  that  you’ll  be  sure  to  understand,  you  warthog  faced  buffoon.  ” “  that  may  be  the  first  time  in  my  life  a  man  dared  insult  me.  ” “  drop.  your.  sword.  ” “  shut  up!!  ”   “  you’ve  made  your  decision  then?  ” “  i  bet  my  life  on  it!  ” “  truly,  you  have  dizzying  intellect.  ” “  you’re  just  stalling  now.  ” “  you  guessed  wrong.  ” “  enough  of  that.  ”  “  surrender.  ” “  you  mean  you  wish  to  surrender  to  me?  very  well,  i  accept.  ” “  i  hate  waiting.  ” “  morons.  ” “  you  are  wonderful.  ” “  you  seem  a  decent  fellow,  i  hate  to  kill   you.  ” “  why  are  you  smiling?  ” “  because  i  know  something  you  don’t  know.  ” “  goodnight.  good  work.  i’ll  most  likely  kill  you  in  the  morning.  ” “  oh,  there’s  something  i  ought  to  tell  you.  ” “  think  it’ll  work?  ” “  it  would  take  miracle.  ” “  hear  this  now —  i  will  always  come  for  you.  ” “  this  is  true  love,  you  think  this  happens  every  day?  ” “  death  cannot  stop  true  love.  ” “  i  died  that  day.  ” “  we  may  as  well  die  here.  ” “  he’s  dead.  he  can’t  talk.  ”   “  as  you  wish.  ”   “  why  didn’t  you  wait  for  me?  ”   “  you  can  die  slowly,  cut  into  a  thousand  pieces.  ” “  you  killed  my  love.  ” “  it’s  possible. i  kill  a  lot  of  people.  ”   “  yes,  you’re  very  smart.  shut  up.  ”   “  you’ve  been  mostly-dead  all  day.  ”  “  inconceivable!!  ”  “  let  me  explain.  ”   “  your vote of confidence is overwhelming.  ” “  what  hideous  sin  have  you  committed  lately?  ” “  will  you  ever  forgive  me?  ” “  there’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. it would be a pity to damage yours.  ”  

[untilnolongerprofitable]

Hondo: *helps to transport spice, deathsticks, and other illegal trade* What wonderful PROFITS!

Also Hondo, sees Malta smoking: *dad voice* ABSOLUTELY NOT.

[leneemusing]

Ask my muse questions about other muses//their relationship with other muses

[untilnolongerprofitable]

spirekept​:

Malta followed along, guided side by side. None of this made any sense. He stole from the great Hondo Ohnaka, maybe not in coveted credits, but in information, and yet the Weequay didn’t even seem to care. Whether it was due to coercion or choice, it really shouldn’t matter — it set a precedent, didn’t it? And Ancients forbid, anyone thought the former pirate had grown soft…right?

Slumping into an open chair, he was now more aware of his own body protesting against him. Sticky blood covered his cheek, and the sleeve of his shirt was matted to his skin with it where his syndicate brand was. He was glad he hadn’t caught a mirror — it wasn’t possible to look as bad as he felt, but it was probably close.

He looked down skeptically at the drink pressed into his hand — knowing Hondo there was a very real possibility it could destroy his liver, but it was absolutely worth the risk. He pressed the liquid to his lips to test the temperature, and the smell of liquor came in strong against the spices. That certainly didn’t deter him from downing it as soon as it was cool enough. Holy shit, not his smartest idea.

“Why are you helping me?” he finally questioned, maybe on account of the liquid courage now coursing through his system. Business is business, sure, but whatever he promised Oga had to have come at a cost. “After…” (he couldn’t finish the sentence.) 

He stands, leaning upon his own wingback chair. It must be odd in these moments that Hondo’s drink does not have his full attention, for once. Indeed, he seems only to be absent-mindedly nursing it as he watches the young man before him, trying to glean something from his silence.

Ah! At last he speaks! It is almost enough to prompt more of a smile, almost enough to draw some of his usual good humor…

… but not quite.

“After you passed information to the Galma Syndicate about the operations of Black Spire while under my employ?” he supplies for him, tone remarkably subdued for the old pirate even still. There is neither condemnation nor anger to be found in the statement. [ If anything, there is merely a tiredness, a sadness. ]

An answer to Malta’s question, however… is not so forthcoming. How often Hondo has been able to proclaim and regale and perform on the most banal of topics, varying from the weather to the tourism to whatever other triviality seems the matter of the day.

And yet, this… does not come so easily to him. It is not natural to him, to the world he has always known, even since his infancy… but it is all the same, with or without the words for it. Oga knew it to exact such a deal from him. He knows it to have accepted her terms. Hell, most of Black Spire likely knows it.

It seems only to be lost on the one asking such a question.

Settling into his chair at last, he sets his drink aside and leans forward, reaching out once more to rest a weathered hand upon the other.

“Surely, you must know the answer to this, aq-radhir… For you, I could do no less.”