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  • Formally, it’s the Alliance to Restore the Republic. Mon Mothma is the Alliance’s Chancellor, which is a sort of association of rebel cells spread across the galaxy. So she’s sort of elected by the leadership of each rebel cell.

    Then on the starship side, it basically seems like anyone with a ship gets promoted to general and promised back pay once the Republic is restored. It’s sort of a gamble, but it beats smuggling spice and contraband.



  • Depends on the person. My spouse and I, along with 5 or 6 friends, use a variety of key words from a couple shared languages to talk about things when we don’t want other to understand. Mostly haggling or talking about sales stuff to discuss if we like something or think it’s too expensive when a human is hovering right there. So I can give body language of disappointment while saying “this is great.”




  • Rural poor checking in.

    I’ve lived in a camper, and then in the back of a convenience store my patents ran. Eventually upgraded to a doublewide. But I went to a rural school with like 40 kids that were all also poor. One kid and his family were miners living in a series of vans upon blocks by the mine. My best friend and his family lived in a half used rundown motel, the other half too broken down to bother living in. The richest kid was a rancher’s family that lived in a barndominium.

    So every family on TV was rich to me, but it was TV, so I figured it was all fantasy land anyway. Star Trek wasnt real, either. I had seen a “normal” school before 3rd grade, but by high school and college, people that thought Nickelodeon (which I didn’t see until college anyway) shows were relatable at all just seemed like space aliens to me. I was likely more the space alien to them.












  • In 1282 AD, an accord followed the disaster later recounted as the Pied Piper of Hamelin myth, in which a warg working with the demonic entity we now call the “Tooth Fairy” walked 200 children off a cliff simply to collect their fresh teeth to fuel their evil orgies. Duke Albert II of Saxony hired a shaman and witch to force a détant with the demon as a response. After some haggling, which cost one advisor his jaw, the demon agreed to effectively scavenge from the local townspeople in the night in exchange for a ceremonial pittance, often a handful of grain or a piece of fruit.

    The demon, now overwhelmed by the sheer volume of teeth lost on a daily basis by 7.5 billion people, is doing great 750 years later, playing the long game to success.