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“ Don’t blame me, I’m not waiting around for a dead religion to save my ass. ”
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SOURCE. - I’m just posting it here as an aid and taking no credit.
Galactic Standard Time Measurement
60 Seconds = 1 minute
60 minutes = 1 hour
24 hours = 1 day
Galactic Standard Calendar
5 days = 1 week
7 weeks = 1 month
35 days = 1 month
368 days = 1 year
10 months + 3 Fete (Festival) weeks + 3 holidays = 1 year
Fete/Festival Weeks
New Year Fete Week = first five days of the new year (takes place before the first month)
Festival of Life = five days between the sixth and seventh months. It was marked by parties, get-togethers, and gift-giving.
Festival of Stars =five days between the ninth and tenth months of the year that celebrates interstellar space travel. It was marked by vacations to other worlds most often.
Days of the Week
Primeday (first day of the week)
Centaxday (second day)
Taungsday (third day)
Zhellday (fourth day)
Benduday (fifth/last day of the week)
The Galactic Standard Calendar is based on the luno-solar calendar of Coruscant (from before the official founding of the Empire). It is the ‘standard’ in both the Republic and the Empire for basic measurements. However, there are many, many variations for various species, planets, etc. This is just the ‘standard’ used; similar to measurements of weight, etc.
Basically, this is not the ‘only calendar’ but the one used most often by governments, the military, etc. to be the ‘standard’. I thought it might be useful for people writing or roleplaying in the Star Wars galaxies to have a rough idea.
NOTE: There is mention in some sources of a 12 month/368 day calendar, but it doesn’t mention length of weeks, months, etc. other than ‘30-31 days’ so basically seems to be a ‘real life calendar’. I’m not 100% sure which is considered ‘canon’ so I choose to list the one that was a bit more ‘different’ for fun.
SOURCES http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Galactic_Standard_Calendar http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Fete_Week http://swtor.wikia.com/wiki/Galactic_Standard_Calendar http://starwarsrp.net/topic/63474-resourse-galactic-standard-calendar/
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“ I’m just telling you that it was like that when I got here. Whoever did that must have really slippery fingers, and I can assure you that mine are of respectable quality. ”
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“ You know what, screw it. If I get to kick in a couple of First Order teeth, I’m happy--but this is personal business, not any of that Resistance stuff. I don’t play sides like that anymore. I’m doin’ this for me. ”
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SCARY MUSE AESTHETICS BOLD or ITALICIZE all that apply!
bloodied knuckles | tear stained cheeks | rust | a busted lip | claws | fangs | a bloody nose | chattering teeth | a dark space underneath the bed | scratching noises on a wall | creaking metal | fog | dancing under moonlight | blood dripping lips | heavy breathing in the dark | a feeling of unexplained dread | a figure in a dark corner | dirty peeling wallpaper | a bloody handprint on the wall | sobbing in the dark | bite marks on the skin | eerie whispers | a hood covering a stranger’s eyes | the growl of a hidden animal | the sound of a blade being sharpened | a deep, dark forest | walking on the streets alone at night | a cobweb - filled, abandoned building | eyes darting in paranoia | a heavy - beating pulse | the feeling of being trapped | struggling to get out a scream | boards covering broken windows | a quiet graveyard | a gas station in the middle of nowhere | a road that never ends | heavy fog rolling in | the scent of blood in the air | eerie old photographs | walking along train tracks at night | a chill going up the spine | gathering crows | a dusty, dimly - lit study | mist over a deserted cobblestone street | ghost towns | shadows around a campfire | the sound of chanting | church bells tolling | an orange harvest moon | a broken - down carnival | a dirty stuffed animal abandoned | wiping bloody hands on fabric | nightmares | waking up in a panic | a power outage | heavy lightning storms | a secret trap door | the feeling of being watched | fear from trauma | a ouija board set out on a table | an eerie doll | a scream of anguish and pain | withered plants | a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust | owl eyes in the dark | curled, dead tree branches | a ritual altar | flickering candles | a lantern held up in the dark | fear of being followed | creaking floorboards | repressed, horrible memories | clenched teeth | soft, echoing piano keys | an old book covered in dust | many pairs of glaring eyes | stumbling in pitch - black darkness | being stranded in the middle of nowhere | tarot cards on a table | a trail of blood
TAGGED BY: @yourlovingspy (thank youuuu!) TAGGING: @datureae @intoxicatiing @fiinalgiirl idk man just take it
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i’ve been giving this some thought for a while and given that my depression just Won’t Let Up and i’m not feeling my own writing when i manage to eek out something here and there, i’m dropping a large majority of my threads. like. just 3 are remaining here. i just think with my slow speed and issues getting the energy to do anything it’s just Perhaps a good idea to try to wipe the slate pretty clean and start fresh. i have no idea if this is the right decision or gonna help me, but i’ll find out. it’s important to note that if there was character development or anything, it’s not lost because the thread is gone. unless you want it to be gone, i’m still going to count it as experience and we can come up with how things ended if it’s necessary.
those who wrote starters for me are not getting dropped since... they new. if you’re still unsure about anything, let me know. i’d hate to leave anyone in the dark.
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you know that i genuinely love vace in all his iterations. but i do think that occasionally it shows that you hold him back / meld him to fit for others / are doubting yourself -- and we have talked about that for a long time and you really do not have to! vace can be as cool, dorky, arrogant, cold, funny as you want him to be, and there is so much potential still in him as soon as you don't keep him "restrained" because you worry others don't like him. people who don't are not worth your time!
blease give me feedback
you’re absolutely right, and i feel like the ways i’ve restrained or dumbed down writing my character is damaging for Vace--and also me since i end up writing myself into situations i don’t really enjoy. i am REALLY hoping that moving forward this will be less of an issue as i try to fix things that i kinda broke without realizing it because i love this character and i want to write some of the more interesting things about him with people. i really value your support even with these rough patches. it means a lot to me. thank you so much, Flo!
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“Things fascinate me. Why wouldn’t they, when you stop to give them thought?”
meme!
Usually it takes him some time to figure out why Lucia thinks the way that she does, though he knows that he doesn’t have to. There’s something beautiful about the way that she sees things. It is in ways that he “ I… suppose there’s nothing wrong with that. There’s a lot we don’t know or haven’t seen before. Always seeing wonder in things keeps you young, or so I’ve heard, and by that logic, you’re going to outlive me. ”
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Vace’s family hails from Mira, a port city, one that archaeologists have found evidence to be one of the earliest maritime civilizations these cephalopods inhabited. While most inklings emerged from the sea and developed their own distinct clans in many parts of the world, it is believed that this this port and the surrounding territory (which shifted in its name and designation as a state and sovereign a handful of times over centuries) had exposure to its neighbors early on. There are accounts from scribes as early as 2,000 years ago that detail an established trading system between regions with different goods all connected through the ports along the territory.
Families that remained in power–read: controlling the ports–became rather wealthy as a result of the trading. A large number of the inklings that live in the port descend from a nomadic group that named the place. At the time, it was occupied by a species of nautiloid that they eradicated because they were hungry, and then they discovered how useful a seaside home could be and promptly settled there.
Historians say that Octarians and Inklings cohabited there, which is not terribly uncommon considering the history the two groups share, but also a strain of Salmonid were known to come through the rivers to reproduce, yet the population survived. What is clear is that species in this region were not generally at odds with each other and could come and go as they pleased. This suited the transient nature of the area and the economy flourished to the point of being one of the wealthiest regions during the Middle Ages.
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* COGNITIVE ASSESSMENT
alcoholism. amnesia. anxiety. appetite loss. attention deficit/hyperactivity. binge eating. codependence. cynicism. defensiveness. denial. depersonalisation. depression. derealisation. devaluation. displacement. dissociation. drug abuse. dysphoria. emotional detachment. flashbacks. flat affect. guilt. hallucinations. hypersomnia. hypervigilance. hypochondria. idealisation. insomnia. intellectualisation. introjection. isolation. low self-esteem. narcissism. night terrors. obsessive compulsion. overeating. panic attacks. passive aggression. paranoia. phobias. projection. psychosis. rationalisation. regression. repression. restrictive eating. risky sex. self-harm/self-destruction. somatization. splitting. sublimation. suicidal ideation. sleepwalking. suppression. thousand-yard stare. triggers. trust issues. violence. whiplash temper.
TAGGED BY: @dupliciti TAGGING: @gurlpilot @sensitivewanderer @intoxicatiing @burstbombbitch @neverwinning
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Because a lot of the droids do repair and maintenance on the ship, Vace doesn’t know how to fix his own ship that well. He just isn’t too familiar with the components of his ship, though he’ll make an effort to figure it out sometimes, and mistakes usually serve as learning lessons. It’s not at the absolute top of his priorities since he has droids that can take care of it. Instead, he has to worry about how other ships work so he can scrap them or get bits that are most profitable off of them. The droids are able to help with that as well, though in terms of knowing their value, that’s still something he has to figure out and it can be painstaking. He probably spends more time maximizing his profits and turning stuff over to buyers than getting the stuff in the first place. Which is to say. He probably needs a bigger crew.
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hello mr death ur archangel friend is stuck pls help
the only free smorch
#notamailman#i had to add to this#thats what took me so long sdfghj#v: death drives a 1969 mustang#submission#queuehauled
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As peculiar as the 'tradition' is, Sinjir somehow feels obliged to take part in it. Obliged? No, not quite. He's definitely benefitting from the situation. Besides benefits he's also getting a bit distressed the more he thinks about it. /Just do./ So, he stays by Vace, hoping that they pass by the mistletoe (or at least part of the life sucking plant) that's hanging nearby. Sinjir is of course, a considerate man, asking for Vace's attention before gently taking hold of his face and kissing him.
It’s a stretch to say that Vace didn’t see it coming. Still. This is a surprise. A pleasant surprise. One he can lean into and sigh. A hand slides up Sinjir’s chest as it looks for purchase, and finally just grasps just beyond his neck. His other arm hooks around his waist. Hell, it didn’t matter where they were at the moment. With his eyes closed he can only think of the other man and his lips.
He pulls away to properly breathe, brown eyes peer up at Sinjir’s face a bit wide. “You knew just what I wanted for the holiday, huh.” He smiles, flushed. He wishes it had come off as more of a smirk, but it’s not. He can’t help but get caught up in that dreamy face at this proximity.
#ic#dupliciti#Life Day#[vace voice: wow im gay]#[thanks for the ask!]#Do Monsters Make War [Imperial Academy]#queuehauled
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CHARACTER FLAWS
absent-minded | abusive | addict | adrenaline junkie | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | bigmouth | bigot | blindly loyal | blunt | callous | childish | chronic heroism | cheater | clingy | clumsy | cocky | codependent | competitive | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | fixated | flaky | frail | fraudulent | foul mouthed | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | grudge holding | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | nervous | nosy | ornery | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist |pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | possessive | pushover | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigorous | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self destructive | self-martyr | shallow | sociopathic | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | suspicious | suicidal | tactless | temperamental | timid | thief | tone-deaf | traitorous | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | withdrawn | workaholic
RULES: bold the ones that apply to your character & tag some people. TAGGED BY: @intoxicatiing TAGGING: @gurlpilot @sourforce @raifer-vayne @grendael @kingoftheravens @elena-captain-of-the-stars
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rate your nurse's sexiness 0 to 10
Wide eyes nervously dart away from the question. “I... who are you talking--”
He doesn’t know how anyone got a hold of this information. What else did they know? Personal, deep dark secrets? What a frightening thought. And this could be easy for blackmail.
Best to own up to it. Divulge the information, and it can’t be taken advantage of.
He clears his throat.
“At best, a five, though perhaps my drugged and shell-shocked state threw on a few more points for the sake of his ego. Nothing more.”
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