Sexual/Romantic Orientation: (Hetero/Homo/Bi/Etc.)
Era: (Old Republic, Clone Wars, Galactic Civil War, New Republic)
Birth Date: MM/DD/BBY (Before Battle of Yavin) or ABY (After Battle Yavin)
Status: (Alive, Deceased, Unknown)
Species: (Mammalian, Reptilian, Plant, Insect, Hard/Soft Invertebrates, Avian, Aquatic, Craniopod) [Choose one and delete any that don't apply]
If Mammalian, Which One?: [Human, Duro, Wookiee, Cerean, Bothan, Sullustan, etc.]
If Reptilian, Which One?: [Rodian, Barabel, Trandoshan, Slith, Ssi-Ruu, etc.]
If Plant, Which One?: [Neti, Ergesh, etc.]
If Insect, Which One?: [Verpine, Fefze, Killik, Bartokk, Geonosian, etc.]
If Hard Invertebrate, Which One?: [Sauvax, Aganof, Tarc, etc.]
If Soft Invertebrate, Which One?: [Iyra, Hutt, Ee, etc.]
If Avian, Which One?: [Vor, Mrlssi, Qour’
Just a quick A/N and a warning...
I'm baaaacccckkkkkk and my writer's block is officially gone!! I've started writing stories again So I hope you enjoy this one. And I also know that the whole Ben Solo to Kylo Ren thing didn't happen like that, however my story, my rules. And the italics, unless its a flashback, it's you talking to Kylo Ren through your thoughts.... like the old Jedi used to do
WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD FOR THE FORCE AWAKENS
IF YOU HAVEN’T WATCHED IT, TURN AWAY NOW!!!!
IF YOU’RE STILL HERE THAT MEANS YOU’RE EITHER BRACING YOURSELF FOR SPOILERS OR YOU’VE ALREADY WATCHED IT A THOUSAND FREAKING TIMES LIKE ME. SERIOUSLY…. DON’T READ IT UNLESS YOU’VE WATCHED IT
“Come on BB-8!”
You ran, grabbing Rey’s hand while dragging her further into the forest.
He’s here, I have to hid
Star Wars (c) LucasFilm
Toran Pakas/Okelotties (c) me
You (c) Kylo Ren
A little cat meowed as she wandered into her owners home. She cried out another one, signaling her late afternoon meal, searching around for her owner. He was fixing up a blaster his buddy gave him before he would go off to find the secret Resistance base to report in his findings about a First Order spy. He wasn't a Resistance member but he still cared about his buddy and hated the Stormtroopers marching in and killing everyone. His head titled up when he heard the faint meow.
"Oh, (y/n)! I'm sorry. I forgot it was your feeding time," he said. He got up and took out a little fish he bought the other day.
"Here you go!" he said, sliding over to her.
The cat meowed happily and pounced
“Alrighty,” you pulled the wrapped poster out of a bag with care and held it against your light (F/C) shirt.
You took a step backward and a frown found its way onto your face when you felt something against your heel. Thinking nothing of it, you looked down to see the remains of what use to be plastic packaging for an action figure. Yet it was empty.
Your features skewed together with jumbled thoughts because not only was it lacking a figurine, but it was ripped open with its plastic warped