Meet Virmell, my Star Wars Sona! She is an ex-padawan during the Clone Wars, and later becomes a rebel against the empire. She is very headstrong and acts like a know-it-all at times, but is loyal and means well.
She is a Shenlius which is my own original species that I hope to develop soon c:
She was never close to her Jedi Master, instead forming a close bond with the clones of her legion, as well as another padawan her age- Caleb Dume. Their relationship is purely platonic! They’re just friends, I’m self-indulgent with having friendly canon character interactions.
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I was inspired by @stagbeetleboy‘s idea of creating a twilek-sona.
the original concept for this was actually based on a photo one of my friends took of me. My hair and eye colors are inverted. Also, I tried to replicate my bangs with strips of fabric.
Twi’lek me probably works in one of the mid-levels of Coruscant for Glup Shitto esq. and has never seen the sun.
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Have you ever thought about making a SW sona/oc? (lets just call me "drunk anon")
Ha! Well, hello drunk anon, and yes, I have! I actually have at least 3, if not 4 in the works. Thanks for asking! I love getting to ramble about my potential characters and current creations!
Zulara Anu Trattu is a half Twi'lek, half Lothalian who was forced into slavery at a young age when her father, a business merchant, lost out on a game of sabacc to the owner of a weapon's shop. He had bet his fortune, but in lieu of losing everything he gave up his only daughter instead.
More can be found about her here, and she is featured in my fic Stars Above! paired alongside bounty hunter Cad Bane.
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Althea Aldrete is the daughter of Lady Ayla Aldrete, a noblewoman of Alderaan who covertly established a smuggler fleet operating in the Core Worlds and Deep Core regions, using her criminal contacts to gather information and map reliable hyperlanes for use by rebel operatives. But, by day, she is a hedonist with high-profile celebrity status, though it is a façade.
Althea is unaware of her mother's secretive lifestyle, which will be a point of contention later on. Althea herself is rich, spoiled, and has hardly known a day of work in her life. That all changes when Alderaan is destroyed by the Death Star and her world comes crashing down around her. Shriv is on the front lines of the diaspora at Princess Leia's request against the orders of General Dodonna. It was titled the "Mission to rescue the survivors of Alderaan," though I will be reworking this a bit to include Shriv's role and this will definitely wind up being an enemies to lovers scenario.
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This lil' lady is unnamed, and I have not decided if it will be a third person OC, or an OC/Reader combo, but she wields a green saber and is originally from Naboo. I want to write a whumpy Cad Bane x Jedi romance, where Cad Bane has been watching her and her various run ins with Inquisitors. It will probably only be 5-10 chapters long, I am not sure. She's crafty, "cheats" by using things like sonic detonators. He's fascinated by her. She's barely 20. Perhaps a Padawan during the initial order 66. I was hoping to give her a pixie cut, make her androgynous, and short, perhaps 5'4". It's a cat and mouse game for quite a bit, but eventually he has a choice to make:
Set her free, or turn her in? At this point she’s given up. Her fate is up to him.
I have not yet begun to write this! I have too many WIPs!
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This is Rumarri Moka. She is a Pantoran, who I am thinking was taken by Zygerrian slave traders from a young age maybe, so no facial tattoos to do with her clan or status. Basically, something else terrible has befallen her, and she is trying to make an escape. Probably wants to flee her slavers. Hondo Ohnaka is there in one of his Corona-Class Frigates, doing business, unsavory things, etc. She sneaks past his guards and gets aboard.
Once she is found back on Florrum, Hondo is impressed this person managed to get past him and his men, but she dressed like a male / young man on purpose, trying to blend into the crowd. He mistakes her as such, asks why she is here, and she makes up a lie to say she wants to join his crew in a panic.
Anyway, now she’s stuck. She has to make the best of it until she can devise a way to escape again. She learns to use a blaster, and trains herself to be a medic. She takes care of his crew’s injuries, but the longer and longer she stays, and the more and more she gets to know him, the more and more this girl is falling for the scoundrel.
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Another unnamed, possible OC/Reader that is barely fleshed out, if at all, which I like to make references for what I imagine in my head while writing. She is of Asian decent, a cadet, and possibly a draft dodger, or she used to be a part of the Imperial Survey Corps. Here is what I have thought of so far:
"You" are clumsy; shy, sweet, and oblivious to danger, a liability, though you favor Shriv Suurgav. He is your new commanding officer, and oh-so-handsome for an alien. He’s worried about you; he knows you are not cut out for this. Will you give up and go “home,” or will you stay to prove him wrong and find your niche?
Again, I have not written anything for this.
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Aurora Ordel is below the cut, or at least how I imagine her to be, a Reader/OC combo from Beauty and the Bounty Hunter. Don't look if you don't want to ruin the reader image you have in your own head! This is just how I imagine her to be myself.
You are Aurora Ordel: the pinnacle of femininity gone wrong. Smart, sexy, but with a sassy mouth. Hailing from Corellia, you live on Coruscant at your career’s behest. You are a “Chief Design Engineer” for The Galactic Empire; inventor of the Onager-Class Star Destroyer - this super weapon is your pride and joy.
Your employer is Palpatine; you answer to Darth Vader; and Grand Moff Wilhuff Tarkin is always barking up your skirt.
You are also beauty who has met with beast – a surly, ill-tempered bounty hunter who you like to swap spit with. Your problem? - Everyone’s out to kill you for being such a kriffing witch, and on top of that, you’re addicted to that Duros dick. Your solution? – Make Cad Bane your (on call) bitch.
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