I grew up in a wretched hive of scum and villainy. Once I saw a dude get caught in a door and burned alive… so It wasn’t all bad. Good punk bands too. Being the little shit that I was, I decided to join up with a gang and make some credits (to finish Modal Nodes half-sleeve),bunch of morose motherfuckers if you ask me but fuck they liked to drink. It was alright at first. And let me tell you, a Cragmoloid will fuck some bitches up what hard! After one of our crew sold us out to Jabba, I decided it was time to grow the fuck up. Meh. Maybe I was just a kid. Maybe some jobs just go South.

Now I just freelance and keep to myself mostly, not a lot of good work these days so I’m trying to make my way to Nal Hutta. If you’ve got a job and some credits give me a call. If you’re in my way I’ll skin you alive… or I may take you out for a Tatooine Sunburn if you’re cute and I’m having a good day.

Likes: long walks on the dunes, Wookie fashion pelts, Figrin D’an and the Modal Nodes

Dislikes: Trandoshans, banthas, hunters who can’t keep it professional

wat do nao?

Trying to wed a rich, invincible, duel-wielding lizard-man first thing in the game is proving harder a task than I anticipated.

“Originally Tesla wanted to be a poet, but after getting zapped by static electricity from his kitty he was inspired to study the effects of electricity. One could vaguely construe that Tesla’s cat was responsible for the second industrial revolution, which arguably makes it the most awesome cat who ever lived.”

just had a lunch date with draco malfoy lol