Biohazard containment breached

Qui-Gon, returning from assignment: Ah, nice to see you both. *squints* Um...where's Obi-Wan?

Dooku:

Feemor:

Dooku: I thought you had him...

Feemor: I just got here.

Qui-Gon: *panic* Then WHO is watching my padawan?!

*Meanwhile, in Qui-Gon's quarters...*

Yoda: *showing Baby Obi how to balance a bucket of water over the door with the Force* Rush in, they will, and not expect an aerial attack.

Obi-Wan: *just happy for the quality time* Why not?

Yoda: Giraffes don't look up.

LOL now you're making me want a "revan didn't get unfrozen in swtor and instead a certain ancient ruin exploring Jedi finds them a few thousand years later"

Thanks! I pasted it together myself <3

Xûr is always a little hunched and he dresses like he lives in a dumpster. Nothing he says makes sense. His face is made of ethereal tentacles. He says nothing belongs to him and even his will is not his own. Up until a few months ago, you had to search across the solar system for him and sometimes he'd be up in a tree.

Baro Ki'Teer stands on a little box to make himself taller than you. He's literally just a normal human in fancy clothing. He sends you an email to announce that he's arrived and where he is. If you don't show up wearing Gucci he clearly thinks you're a peasant. He sells his own merch.

Xûr is always a little hunched and he dresses like he lives in a dumpster. Nothing he says makes sense. His face is made of ethereal tentacles. He says nothing belongs to him and even his will is not his own. Up until a few months ago, you had to search across the solar system for him and sometimes he'd be up in a tree.

Baro Ki'Teer stands on a little box to make himself taller than you. He's literally just a normal human in fancy clothing. He sends you an email to announce that he's arrived and where he is. If you don't show up wearing Gucci he clearly thinks you're a peasant. He sells his own merch.

I made these as a way to compile all the geographical vocabulary that I thought was useful and interesting for writers. Some descriptors share categories, and some are simplified, but for the most part everything is in its proper place. Not all the words are as useable as others, and some might take tricky wording to pull off, but I hope these prove useful to all you writers out there!

Second, after I was seen hanging out with Gabriel from Hephaestus's house – who turned out to be a pretty chill dude and shared my interest in maths and physics, – others assumed I was one of the Hephaestus's lot. Well, it's not like I stopped them from theorising, I myself didn't know my father either. But it was beginning to get annoying.

Third, and the last time they assumed I belonged to House Ares. That's after I got tipsy and decided to have fun by fighting one of the girls from there – Clarissa, I think? Needless to say, got my ass handed to me, but we both had fun and no offense was taken or given. By this moment I was about to have enough with speculations and theories, but thankfully, my supposed father's identity – or even identities, – kept people's traps shut about it for until the grand reveal.

Oh you should have seen the looks at their faces when it turned to be none of the aforementioned Gods.