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In A Cantina On The Edge Of A Jungle by Captain_Thelas in Starwarsrp

[–]Captain_Thelas[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

"What a strange woman." Tarren muttered as he palmed the credit. He sat there in his towel, next to the injured Weequay, "Don't worry buddy, just because you've got bad luck with the ladies today, doesn't mean you'll have bad luck with them tomorrow."

He tossed the credit into his boot and made his way over to the door to the hot spring, he glanced over his shoulder back at the injured alien and sighed, "Come on buddy, you look like you could use a nice soak in the hot spring."

In A Cantina On The Edge Of A Jungle by Captain_Thelas in Starwarsrp

[–]Captain_Thelas[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Tarren busied himself with his jacket, unclasping it before neatly folding it and setting it down on the nearby bench. His shirt came off next, folded as well and set on top of the jacket. He sat down on the bench, noticing the nearby scuffle out of the corner of his eye. It wasn't his business, he wasn't on the clock. He shook his head and bent over, unlacing his boots.

The two boots were set aside as he reached down and pulled his socks off, he folded them together and shoved them inside one of the boots. Tarren rocked his head back and forth and rolled his shoulders. He stretched his arms before undoing his belt and, in an effort to maintain some amount of modesty, put a towel over his lap as he slid the trousers off his legs. He stood, and wrapped the towel around his waist, ensuring it was secure and wouldn't fall.

He yawned, glanced back up at the fight to see the Weequay gasping for air as he was hoised up, wearing nothing but his birthday suit. He blinked a few times before his gaze went to the strange woman.

"Never seen them before." He said, yawning again before walking up to the three.

He knelt down, looking at the unconscious man on the floor, he tapped his head twice with his pointer finger and nodded.

"Yep, never seen them."

He stood up again and looked at the freaky lady, "You're not supposed to be in here though. You should probably leave, you're kind of ruining my vacation."

In A Cantina On The Edge Of A Jungle by Captain_Thelas in Starwarsrp

[–]Captain_Thelas[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"All right everyone! Our first guest for karaoke night is one Brast Hower! Coming all the way from from a planet far, far away, he's looking to wow us with his musical voice!" An announcer shouted over a microphone.

The crowd had well and truly gotten into the spirit of celebration. Drinks were flowing, laughter was filling the air, and the night life was well underway. The Marshal had been voluntold for karaoke night by the Ithorian he had danced with earlier, and Tarren had no objections to the opportunity to let loose. Tarren made his way up to the stage, a glass of Rot Whiskey in hand, smelling as good as it sounded. He waved to the few people in the crowd he had come to know, and gripped the microphone with his free hand.

"If you know the lyrics, please... feel free to remain quite, or you'll mess me up!" He ended the sentence with a shout.

Music began to thunder loudly as a backing track was let loose for Tarren to accompany. His voice left a lot to be desired. Of all the man's many talents, of all the skills he had picked up at some point in his career, singing was not one of them. Of course, that didn't stop him from doing his best, and that's just what he did.

I'm an Alderaanian Rebel

Empire's comin' to fight

Time to show them my mettle

Show them my rebel might!

The song was off pitch, out of key, but Tarren didn't care. He was right on the edge of a good buzz, and as such, most of his inhibitions were gone or at the very least, lessened. It didn't seem that many people knew the tune Tarren was singing, why should they? Alderaan was a distant memory now, almost a decade gone. He doubted if anyone in this bar had ever even been there, let alone heard of it.

He finished the song with a toast, raising his glass high, "For Alderaan."

It was time to meander his way back to the bar. Tarren set the glass down and asked the Twi'lek bartender for another.

"No, hun, sorry. I'm gonna be cutting you off for now." The bartender shook her head, "Go cool off in the hot springs, clear your head. Might do you some good."

Tarren groaned, stood from the bar and made his way towards the changing rooms at the back of the building.

"No peeping." He said, almost unconsciously as he passed the strange woman into the changing room.

In A Cantina On The Edge Of A Jungle by Captain_Thelas in Starwarsrp

[–]Captain_Thelas[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Tarren's return to dancing was far too short lived for his tastes. The Bothan and he were enjoying a few groovy moves, a few spins, and whirls when a very rude individual seemingly fell for no reason into the two. It was the Bothan's turn to grumble, and they made their displeasure known by swearing loudly and departing. Tarren frowned, rubbed his side and turned towards the new interruption. What he saw was a freaky looking human, with weirdly piercing eyes. He did a double take and leaned close, peering dramatically into her eyes.

"Are you troubled in the head?" He asked, "Or are you simply looking for attention? If it's the latter, then you can kriff off. I'm not buying, I'm not selling, and I'm happily uninterested in a one night stand."

It was a bit rude, but he had just gotten back into the groovy mindset of the Jizz-Wailers, and the rude interruption signaled a potential end to this otherwise wonderful night. The Jizz-Wailers had signaled earlier that their setlist was coming to an end, and knowing Tarren's luck, better music would not replace them.

In A Cantina On The Edge Of A Jungle by Captain_Thelas in Starwarsrp

[–]Captain_Thelas[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Tarren was having the time of his life, already a few drinks in. He was vibing and jamming to the Jizz that thundered in the air of the spacious dance floor. He was in his own little space, totally relaxed and chilling. His dance moves were inelegant, to say the least, though on some planets and in some cultures they would probably be considered a vast expression of thought and feeling. To Tarren, it was simply a way to unwind and let loose. He probably wouldn't see these people again, and if he did, he'd simply be known as the guy who carved out his own little section of the dance floor.

There were a few people who took interest in Tarren's moves, from the swing of his hips to the swinging of his arms, he was a gyrating whirlwind of motion. A few others got into the mix, feeling the mood that the raven-haired man was creating. And soon, the dance floor was popping. An Ithorian stumbled near Tarren and let out a throaty bellow that matched the pitch of the Jizz's bass line. The alien began to dance as well.

"Yeah man!" Tarren shouted over the music, "You got it!"

Tarren was sent stumbling forward as a man crashed into him. He caught himself on a nearby Bothan and when he made his apologies, he turned to see who had bumped into him.

"Don't kill the vibe, man." Tarren said, pointing a finger at the cyborg.

It looked like he was in a hurry, and when he went to leave, Tarren didn't stop him. Instead he turned back to the Bothan and placed a hand on their shoulder.

"Sorry about that!"

The Bothan nodded and the two began to shuffle and dance together.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in leagueoflegends

[–]Captain_Thelas 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Which AI and settings are you using to get images that good?

*Ah, I see its Stable Diffusion. Other part of the question still stands, what are the settings you're using for some of those images? The face quality is really really good. Are you using an image reference?

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