𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄

Martin casually tapped his watch and let out a soft sigh when he realized that it’s battery had died. Sure it had probably been dead for like a week but he’d only noticed it right then and there. If it hadn’t been for the fact that the watch once belonged to his father he probably would have sold it to someone here to give him a little spending money. Although now it would probably be seen as useless unless somebody could use it for something. “I’m sure he’d be okay with me selling it, definitely if he knew the situation I’m currently in. I just wish there was another… well I guess I could try selling my drawings if I saw something I really wanted.” He thought to himself not realizing that he’d actually said it rather than just thinking it. He looked up from his watch before walking back towards the hotel with a soft sigh. “I wish that we had some way of knowing when we’ll be able to go home or if we’ll ever be able to go back.” He murmured before accidentally walking into someone that he hadn’t noticed. “Shit. I’m really sorry about that, I didn’t see you there. You’re not hurt are you?” He questioned with a worried expression.

emerald hues were staring into nothingness, though her mind was deep into thoughts of her mind, thinking of everything that she could remember. poisoned. that was the last thing she could remember— being betrayed by who she called her best and most trusted friend. the softest of sighs crossed her features, leaning against the wall behind her, and then her eyes focused on the waterfall. that was when she realised that she wasn’t alone. “i’m sorry… am i disturbing you?” her voice was a murmur, eyes turning to look at the other.

to be here in the time of the empire was something else. there had been no jedi, only two sith. the rule of two. it felt ridiculous, in hindsight – what did it matter? when the knights had turned on ben, it had not mattered. but there were more here. it was hard to miss those who were not bound to the darkness in the same way that they had restricted themself. aiya’s presence in the force was chaotic, as if it constantly on the precipice of something disastrous. their anger had a way of screaming around them and tatooine had agitated it. but his presence was not equal in such a way – not eaten up by the darkness. it was nauseating.

“you don’t belong here.” neither did they, neither did anyone who had woken up in that forsaken hotel. aiya itched for a fight, though they missed the scythe they had grown accustomed to when serving as a knight. 

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.    it was wild to be here,  on  tatooine,  in his favorite franchise as if it wasn’t fictional.       it was real.       everything was real.    another thing that made him    slightly spooked    was that he was force sensitive here.    that was something spencer was going to be bragging for years on end now.    the only thing that was would make this better was if he was able to visit the jedi temple on coruscant.    now he knows that it most likely was absolutely destroyed but even to see it in person would be the best day of his entire life.

the  doctor  dusted  off  her  hands  before  putting  them  on  her  hips .       ❝    different  planet ,  different  rules .   ❞           the  explanation  was  as  simple  as  it  got  but  it  was  easily  the  basis  of  his  confusion .    it  was  pretty  typical  of  humans  to  base  everything  around  only  what  they  knew .    a  large  flaw  in  them ,  she  will  admit .    but  she  was  quite  good  at  dealing  with  this ,  though .   mostly .   she  brought  a  lot  of  humans  on  countless  trips  but  even  so  some  didn’t  take  to  the  explanations  as  well  as  others .    the  reactions  were  usually  how  she  judged  who  to  take  with  her .          ❝    for  earth  this  looks  like  the  future  but  this  planet’s  much  older  than  earth .    had  people  on  it  for  longer !     has  more  but  that  doesn’t  mean  this  is  the  future ,  just  means  this  galaxy’s  a  lot  more  sophisticated  than  yours .   ❞

“Say wha?” was the only thing Dante heard as the big bear alien turned to Spencer. Not that Dante was itching for a fight (he was) but honestly he was getting a bit tired of getting punched first, but hey, a fight was a fight. It seemed like the big dude was just going to ignore it until he was set back down in the chair and let go. “How’d the hell did you do that?” he asked, watching the big guy walk away from him.

standing, feet planted a little closer than shoulder-width apart, staring up at one of the many domed buildings that crowded theed, tulio stayed caught up between both hating and loathing this whole predicament. it was a little - “little” really meaning “a lot” - out of the cards to wind up on an entirely unknown place, planet, galaxy to him. he didn’t think following a little promise to a resort town called woodshore would get him sent to space against his will. at worst it would’ve meant he lost a kidney and that he could’ve avoided. this, no, this was something else and he didn’t hate thinking it was worse. “no, no,” he said, shaking his head. “NOT welcome to naboo. no, i’m going to close my eyes and i’m going to wake up in a fountain of money and NOT be in naboo.” he closed his eyes, blocking out the building.

“excuse me,” jon said, grabbing the attention of the nearest person. the people who inhabited this place were mostly human. the landscape of the planet, from what he had seen, was not too far from that of parts of westeros. grassy hills and snow caped mountains. but despite looking like home, it was far from it without his family. “you don’t happen to know of a girl by the name of arya stark? similar in looks to me, brown hair, about this high –” he gestured to chest height with his palm before continuing. “or her sister sansa? taller, with fiery red hair. or a man named theon greyjoy? they’re my family and i’m looking for them.”

“oh, i’ve got a real bad feeling about this,“ han muttered, running a hand through his hair as he stood outside and looked up at the palace. everything felt and seemed so… familiar to him and yet he was frustrated to no end. scratching at the back of his head, he turned to look around at the populace around him before spotting someone who looked familiar. or maybe not. he really couldn’t tell.

“hey! yeah, you - with the face, yes, you.“  he waved a hand at them, flagging them down before approaching. “so this is naboo? weird, but i guess not the weirdest. what is this, space? it’s gotta be space. i mean,“ he gestured around him. “anyway, where can a guy get a drink?“

(   𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭,  𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬,  𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞   )          ––   &&     it  looks  like         david   “ davey ”   jacobs          has finally arrived in woodshore      (  though he originates from newsies   ) .    although known as the  BRAINS  back home,  here they are a     twenty-two year  old college student,      known to be PRINCIPLED,  but GUARDED.    they were coaxed here with the promise of    making a difference.    they remember    winning the strike.      (   —    alberto rosende   )

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❝   this  isn’t  even  just  another  planet  !   ❞           it  is  another  planet ,  too ,  despite  the  similarities  to  a  beautiful  mountainous  earth  area .    the  soil  is  far  too  different .    she  should  know ,  after  all ,  after  tasting  a  bit  of  it  for  all  to  see .     her  excitement  hasn’t  been  this  heightened  in  months .           ❝    this  is  another  time !    the  past .    a  long  time  in  the  past .   ❞            how  much  exactly  was  fuzzy .   hard  to  tell  on  a  planet  she  wasn’t  familiar  with  but  she  trusts  her  instincts  enough  to  know  she  has  been  displaced  in  time .            ❝    another  planet   —   another  galaxy   —   in  the  past !    oh ,  this  is  truly  just  brilliant .     i  am  waiting  for  something  to  go  a  bit  wrong  but  i  am  loving  it  while  it’s  not ,  i  will  be  honest .   ❞

arya never liked big cities –– they were too crowded and overwhelming. they reminded her of king’s landing, and while she’d never been the overly superstitious type, she was convinced that city was cursed. king’s landing brought happiness to none. but there was something about coruscant that made arya feel starstruck. there were ships flying through the air, buildings that were beautiful and adorned with lights in colors she’d never even seen. its population was diverse, from human-looking people to aliens with gills or multiple heads. instead of animals they had droids, and they were as intelligent if not more so than humans. “i’ve never seen anything like this,” she said, walking with her gaze turned upwards at the air above her, where flocked hundreds of ships carrying the gods knew what. “even in a dream i couldn’t have imagined this place.”

❝‌    𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 ?    or are we kind of stuck here ?   ❞                    jack asked,  keeping his head down as he got a wave of homesickness.    he was used to bouncing between safe houses every now  &  then but this was vastly different.    this was a    whole new galaxy,        a whole new ballpark.        he’d seen a couple of familiar faces around so he knew he was   utterly alone    but it was scary nonetheless.    he looked up from sitting at the bar towards the closest person,  lips tugged down into a small frown.                    ❝‌‌    ‌don’t get me wrong,  it’s been fun    so far    but    . . .   i’m going to miss home pretty shortly.   ‌❞

𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟,  he was actually getting rather into it.    after they stopped being here    ----    if they ever were going to be able to go home,  he’d have to find spencer  &  see if he wanted to watch the movies.    was it going to be a bad idea ?       probably,     but it would be nice to see if he could see where he was located in the movies.    with the down time that he had,  jack spent some money to buy outfits to make himself blend in a bit more  &  found that he was enjoying it.       it was different    but fun to say the least.                    ❝‌    if we can keep these outfits when we go back to earth,  that’d be    fantastic.       i’m finding these outfits to be so comfortable    ----       a lot    more comfortable than sweatpants,   ❞                    he spoke out loud,  fixing the collar of his vest  &  making sure that it was all tucked under his belt.                    ❝‌    i wonder if we’ll have the chance to go to the different planets.   if we can,  i’m getting a new outfit from each one.   ❞

When he woke up in the strange place called Tatooine, he automatically hated it-one because there was no damn pizza places or any place that serves strawberry sundaes. Two, he was thirsty and went to get a drink…which ended up with three, that he got into a fight with some weird beast he had no idea what the hell it was. In some place called the catina or whatever. 

He cursed as he ducked, but not to fast as he was easily pinned to the wall by a weapon that should’ve killed him. Should’ve was the word when he woke up and tore himself away from the wall and ripped the weapon out of his stomach. “Hey, ugly,” he called, twirling the weapon between his skilled fingers before throwing it back towards his opponent before slinging himself back down in the chair. “Hey, he started it,” Dante held up his hands up and shrugged at them before he was grabbed by his very large opponent and was thrown against the wall…again. 

she didn’t know which end was up, but satine was not used to the desert. she’d been hired once (in a life she now knew was false) to go to death valley with a man who had too much money in his pocket, but the sand was otherwise entirely unfamiliar. still, she was trying to look on the bright side and swallow the concern in the pit of her stomach. satine reached out to a passerby, fingertips brushing their arm to garner attention, and she pressed, “do you have any idea when we can go home? or at least… who’s in charge? i have some questions for them.”

𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭.    it appeared to be that they were in the star wars franchise ?    the sad thing is,  is that he didn’t know    anything    about it.    he vaguely knew the plot to it but other than that,  it was pretty much up in the air.    whenever his   “ uncle ”   spencer would talk about it,  he seemed to zone out  &  end up reading his comic book.    he was sat at the table,  staring down at the meal in front of him.    he looked    rather uneasily    down at it,  unsure of what to devour first.                    ❝‌    have you tried the    weird looking blue drink    yet ?    i’m nervous.    is it poisoned ?    i doubt that it is but it looks like it  COULD  be,   ❞                    he said,  picking it up  &  taking a small sniff.    it didn’t smell bad but he was still quite uneasy.                    ❝‌    it wouldn’t be too bad if i had my uncle spencer here.    he knows everything  &  anything about this place.   ❞