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A Touching Reunion

Datalog Entry: Bymm.per.log/22299-SUS2

Encrypted: GER4-0POR/47:01+1

In order to deliver the stolen prototype hyperdrive without exposing ourselves to unnecessary danger and betrayal, we exit out of hyperspace a short distance away from the rendezvous coordinates so we can get a look at who is waiting for us. Turns out, we’re meeting a lone capital ship, a Nebulon B, I think it is. Since things…

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Playing Princess for the Dean

Playing Princess for the Dean

Datalog Entry: Bymm.DEL.log/867-309-RUS1
Encrypted: IRN1-2ASU/45:17+5

While we’re putting the finishing touches on the ship, and settling accounts with the monks for our long stay on Tal Dor Station, I am approached by a gentleman with a business proposition. He cant help notice my striking resemblance to the Princess Salina and said his client needed a Salina look-alike for a very specific job.

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Well, that could have gone better

Well, that could have gone better

Datalog Entry: Bymm.per.log/22281-RUS1

Encrypted: LEVEL7; TRANS22/33; DEL

I’ve made a decision – it’s time to get serious about this. We’ve been operating at a loss for a while, with the loss of cargo and people shooting at us and constant damage to the ship. Its the death of a thousand cuts – everything we’ve done as of late has gone disastrously (yet entertainingly) wrong. Time to cultivate our…

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The Thing Under the Sand

The Thing Under the Sand

Datalog Entry: Bymm.per.log.EXE/3422-34

Encrypted: BRA0-0MEX; 87:40

Six or so hours of stifling heat and howling winds go by before the storm dies down and we can extract ourselves from The Runaway. Well, we could extract ourselves if we weren’t buried under several tons of sand at the bottom of a sand dune as the twin suns begin to hit their zenith. And this day started out so promising, too.


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Just A Simple Misunderstanding

Datalog Entry: Bymm.per.log.EXE/3422-34

Encrypted: BRA0-0MEX; 33:01

Two days of luxury and opulence deposits us in orbit above Tatooine. Just as a gesture of good will towards us, Mrs Jakkar has made some arrangements on our behalf with a contact on the planet, that they have some work for us – completely off the clock, mind you. She says to meet her contact at Terrant’s Cantina in South Mos…

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Running under a Black Sun

Running under a Black Sun

Datalog Entry: Bymm.per.log/3418-22-X/X

Encrypted: SMS/17-EPK/MMS

Arriving at Atikan as quickly as we could was a stupid idea. We’re three days ahead of our meeting with Marru Jakkar, and Shadya refuses to leave the ship. She fears running into Kava’s men and doesn’t want to face that particular demon at this time. Of course the others refuse to let me out of their sight – and so there we sit, on…

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In which we settle old accounts… .

In which we settle old accounts… .

Datalog Entry: Bymm.per.log/3318-1-B

Encrypted: SHARPE-2,2; RECALL/12; REPT

After a journey full of ever so faint pops and pings from hull stresses and microleaks, we finally we drop out of hyperspace and limp into the Kwenn system, a myriad of red and yellow warning lights across the board and the cockpit sealed from the rest of the ship – in case our patch on the canopy gives way. Oh, and it…

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The Most Dangerous Game

The Most Dangerous Game

Datalog Entry: Bymm.per.log/62278-66

Encrypted: THETA5; RECALL4-4/12; RECV

After a mostly unproductive trip home, a run-in with a hutt and several dead-ends, it’s time to get serious about this. Instead of simply gallivanting about the galaxy, it’s time to settle down and making some money. So while we’re at Qwenn Space Station for fueling, I set out to try and track down some cargo heading back…

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Day 027/365 - The Hawk Needle at night! on Flickr.

Did you know that I would actually would have been playing for the NFL if it wasn’t for an injury I suffered in high school.

Well, that and the fact that I stink at playing football.

Day 148/365 - Cairn at Artist’s Pallet on Flickr.

Artist’s Pallet is quite possibly the most colorful patch of desert I’ve ever seen. The teals and rust reds throughout this short 5 mile stretch of Death Valley look faboo!

So I’m taking this shot, and this lady - who had to pass RIGHT by me to get to her spot - parks right in the center of my shot, despite me getting set and being there well before her. I give her stink eye, let her do her thing - and then she spots me and sheepishly says “sorry” and shuffles out of my way.

Yes it’s a public park and all and we have to all share - but really? Are you that fucking braindead?

Day 136/365 - Recursive Garage on Flickr.

Photography lesson 001: Use a natural object near the scene that can be used to frame the main element of the image.

There, now you are ending the day smarter than you did when you started it. Well done.

Day 131/365 - Seattle vs the Flying Saucer on Flickr.

This is my Ray Harryhausen tribute picture. Okay, admittedly it’s more Ed Wood than Ray, but I thought I’d at least try a tribute to the Lord High God of special effects.

PROTIP: if you’re doing a Paper Plate Flying Saucer on a String photo - do not pick the windiest place in the city to do it!

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