TK9415

can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

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rustic-space-fiddle : > Hardcase, the love of my life. Hopefully I’ll be able to use this > as a reference for an actual painting. :D

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tiefighters : > NEW REPUBLIC X-WING  >  > Art by Andrés Ramirez 

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tiefighters : > SITH TROOPER  >  > Art by Devin Doty > 

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talesfromweirdland : > Screenshots from the 1978 STAR WARS filmstrip.

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tiefighters : > THE MANDALORIAN (BOBA FETT HOLIDAY SPECIAL COLOR SCHEME)  >  > Art by Devin Doty > 

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flyguy : > OFFICIAL TRAILER | STAR WARS GALAXY OF ADVENTURES  >  >  Join Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Chewbacca, Yoda, Princess Leia, > Darth Vader, and more in Star War...

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barissoffee : >>  Happy 10 years anniversary of Star Wars: The Clone Wars. (October >>  3rd 2008 - March 7th 2014)

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gffa : > #perfect anakin skywalker characterization

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can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

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lazy-afternooner : > jedi killers

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can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

https://tk9415.tumblr.com/post/145083138527

can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

https://tk9415.tumblr.com/post/141940655252

can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

https://tk9415.tumblr.com/post/141815608212

can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

https://tk9415.tumblr.com/post/140945967362

can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

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can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

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can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

https://tk9415.tumblr.com/post/140913907027

can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

https://tk9415.tumblr.com/post/140913828542

can’t just be a TK.. I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing rebels. I have been known to remodel space stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Old Republic refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row. I woo Twi'lek women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot Tie Fighters through severe asteroid belts with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Parsec Brownies in twenty Parsecs. I am an expert in Dewbacks, a veteran in love, and an outlaw on Vulcan. Using only an E-11 and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Jundland Wastes from a horde of ferocious Tuskens. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Imperials, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I’m bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban Bantha surfing. On Wednesdays, after work, I repair moisture vaporators free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a comet analyst, and ruthless toward Wookies. Critics all over the galaxy swoon over my original line of Imperial evening wear. I don’t perspire. I am an enlisted trooper, yet I receive fan mail. Last summer I toured Alderaan with a travelling centrifugal-force demonstration. Then I blew it up. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in galactiv botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl thermal detonators at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire ISD Bridge that evening. I know the exact location of every rebel base in this system. I have performed several covert operations for the Emperor. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in at attention. While on vacation in Coruscant, I successfully negotiated with a group of rebels who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a hyper drive. I breed prize winning Rancors. I have won gladiatorial games on Geonosis, cliff-diving competitions on Naboo, and spelling bees on the Deathstar. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Moff.

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