OPEN RP POST • SKYWALKER (EXTENDED) FAMILY REUNION

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Multiverse weirdness strikes back!
That's right, you're on Tatooine.
(You're a Skywalker, or related to one. Where else would you be?)



Go wild. You know the drill.

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LITERALLY CRASHING THIS PARTY

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Sand. Sand everywhere. It's all Jane can see as she stares out into the horizon, and around her.

She doesn't quite remember how she'd gotten here, wherever here was. There'd been a fight and a chase and... holy kriff, Dameron had gotten her, hadn't he? Lucky bastard.

Limping, she urges herself forward, putting some more distance between her and the burning wreckage of her TIE silencer. Her injuries aren't fatal, nothing her Force healing can't fix as she trudges along, but she doesn't want to get caught in a sandstorm, or worse, other ships falling from the sky.

[solo_junior]

Ben was considering writing a travel guide, one titled 'I'm here on purpose, this is definitely a trip I meant to take' and other fun things to tell yourself when you unexpectedly wake up on Tatooine.

He knew for a fact that he had gone to sleep in his bunk on the Falcon, with his own shuttle safely stowed in the hold the night before, and he'd woken up in his cot in his shuttle, in a hangar in what he was pretty sure was Mos Eisley. He hadn't yet pinned down the year, wasn't entirely sure he wanted to, given the other times this had happened, and he had never figured out how or why it had happened then either, nor why it was happening again now.

Tatooine, and particularly Mos Eisley, was the kind of place where a disguise was usually a good idea, and he'd opted for the saffron yellow traveling robes and spiked hand-jewelry of one of the Akari priests. An odd, widespread order of Force-believers whose main belief was that all life in the galaxy had come from the Force Trees like those that had been domesticated to live outside the Jedi Temple in the time of the Old Republic. They had a few other odder beliefs as well, but he doubted anyone here would be asking for a blood blessing, and even if they did, well, he'd traveled with a group of Akari for a time, he knew the rite.

Regardless, it was a good cover, it meant he could wander the spaceport collecting alms and information and maybe figure out just what in the nine hells was going on.

hope Ben doesn't mind a niece from another universe

[sageinsight]

There was another who had also found themselves curiously on Tatooine. A young woman who had woken in one of the rooms of a nearby inn. Puzzled but not disraught, Tarislyn gathered herself and made her way outside, more surprised by the desert atmosphere than the fact of waking up somewhere she hadn't gone to sleep the evening before. The difference was almost jarring, considering she had been visiting her grandfather on Yavin 4, in part so she could spend some time with the Force Tree the family still cared for. Her light robes, at least, were somewhat appropriate clothing for the climate.

It hadn't taken her too long to figure out whereabouts in the galaxy she was, which only made her more curious about what had happened or might be at play. With her thirst for knowledge — both about the galaxy as a whole and the family — of course she knew the relevancy of Tatooine. Which, in turn, made her feel like this couldn't be a purely random occurrence.

She'd tried to get up with her brother or her parents on her personal comm but it seemed to be malfunctioning, unable to pick up a signal or give her anything but static. That didn't exactly reassure her but she took it in stride. Maybe it was simply that the travel had disrupted it and made it in need of repair.

Tarislyn made her way to the spaceport, also hoping to seek information. While she didn't know exactly what she needed to seek, she trusted she would know it when she found it. Although the sight of yellow robes as she wandered made her pause, tilting her head curiously. She recalled hearing about the Akari though she had yet to meet one; Tarislyn might call herself a Jedi but she was open-minded and endlessly curious about others with beliefs tied to the Force, believing herself that there was a place for all of them. How exceedingly curious though, to see one here, considering where she herself had been before finding herself on this planet.

Approaching the man, she offered a warm smile. "Pardon me, but are you one of the Akari?"

[solo_junior]

He turned at the voice, and more than that at the almost-familiar reverberation in the Force. Though he smiled a moment later, inclining his head, not a nod of agreement, but an acknowledgement, "They call me cousin." Most people referred to the Akari as 'aunt' or 'uncle, and they invariably referred to each other as 'cousin' because of it. Which meant that his answer wasn't a lie, he had traveled with a group of them for over a year, which was how he knew many of their rites and why he had their garments and accouterments, and though he didn't consider himself one of them, they considered him one of them, so maybe it came out to the same in the end.

"Though you're the first here to recognize me as a member of the tribe." Their patter, the cadence of their speech was easy to fall back into, even after years of not having needed it, a little like an old habit that never quite fell away, "It seems it's been a time since any of us were here."

teen Jedi apprentice Janey 😏

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[ this AU. 17-ish, so around a year before she got Knighted, and two years or so before the First Order raided the academy. ]


It had only been the night before, up on the roof as usual, when Jane last mused about the Force and time and alternate realities. A discussion on Force myths and lore had come up in class, and she'd been especially interested in the Aing-Tii, an elusive tribe of Force-users said to be capable of manipulating space and time. Later that night, as they camped out under the stars (again), Jon had asked if there was anything she'd like to change if she could turn back time; she'd laughed and said that she'd have loved to meet him sooner, and he'd kissed her for her answer.

The next day, she found herself waking up on a completely different roof in a completely different planet to a completely different sunrise. Holy kriff.

She slides down the hut, brushing sand off her clothes as she straightens and takes a good look around. She seems to be in the midst of some sort of settlement, but there's nothing familiar about it, although there's that nagging feeling that it's supposed to be familiar. She racks her mind for information. Jakku? Ryloth? Geonosis? Savareen? Cantonica? Tatooine—

She blinks. She's not sure how she knows, but she does. Tatooine.

What the kriffing hell?! How in blazes did she sleepwalk halfway across the galaxy?

here be the kidlets and ship babies 😇

[darthdragon]

[ meet Azor. son of Jane Organa, Jedi Knight and Supreme Governor of Birren, and Aegon "Jon" Targaryen, Jedi Master and Commander-in-Chief of the Birren military. twin brother of Allana. dragon rider, pilot, Jedi apprentice. basically from some future version of this AU. ]


The Falcon sits half-buried in a massive sand dune, though there's something not quite right about the freighter. For one — and almost immediately noticeable — her colors are weird, black and red instead of the customary gray.

Outside the ship stands Azor, scowling, arms crossed in front of his chest as he surveys the damage.

Their mother is going to kill him.

This excursion wasn't even his idea. It's another of his twin's harebrained schemes, but somehow Allana always manages to sweet-talk her way out of trouble, whether the parental sort or otherwise. And the worst part? He can never stay mad at her. Ugh.

He runs his hands over his face in frustration for a moment, before he sighs and attempts a quick calming exercise. But a trilling sound interrupts him before he can even begin, and he turns to see Neufie — also their mother's — coming up to join him.

"Hey, Neuf." More trills and beeps. "Hyperdrive malfunc—" He sighs again. "Kriff, that's just splendid."

>.>

[darkerdragon]

The second half is sitting on top of it, legs dangling over the edge though her attention is focused on the sand that the Falcon is buried in. Like if she concentrates enough she can pull it out with sheer force of will. Which, you know, might be a small thing if they worked together to be able to pull off. At least in the getting the ship out of the sand itself.

And he can wonder how she can sweet-talk herself out of trouble while he also ponders how she sweet-talked her brother into the idea in the first place. Like he hadn't wanted to take the Falcon for a spin though, it hadn't been that hard to get him to come on this excursion. It's not like she planned for this to happen though.

The trill from Neufie has her glance down at her brother with a frown as she listens to the droid and her brother with a sigh. Getting the ship out of the sand was definitely going to be the easy part of this trip right now. Pushing off the edge of the ship she uses her powers to soften the land, settling on her feet next to her brother. "Step one, get it out of the sand?"

At least she sounds a little apologetic? A little.

[darthdragon]

"How? Blow the sand away?" There's still a frustrated edge to Azor's voice, but knowing him, it'll pass. He's always had struggles with his temper, and while the meditative exercises his parents taught him have helped, keeping his cool requires a lot of self-awareness and control. Which is made more challenging by their predicament, and the fact that the planet they're unfortunately stuck in is so very infuriatingly warm.

Neufie lets out a series of beeps in a lamenting tone; Azor doesn't get the entirety of the comment, but it's something about the technicalities of actually blowing the sand off Blackfyre, and how much time that'll actually take, with calculations thrown into the explanation. Well, Neufie is an astromech, nevermind that she's not seen a lot of action since the last war.

An amused grin lights up his face despite the circumstances, and he looks towards his twin, shrugging. "You know we're not supposed to use the Force so casually." One of the things they'd been taught at the academy was to not rely on the Force when they can perform the same task without it, though he's of the opinion that exceptions can be made in case of emergencies. Like now.

young timewarp grandmas here, haha

[parsec]

Hannah's feeling a weird sense of deja vu. The ship that's buried is clearly the Falcon with a paint job but she'd left the Falcon a few sand dunes over, where it rather unceremoniously slid to a stop after every single warning light in the cockpit flashing like crazy, forcing her to come to a crash landing. At least she didn't have the kids with her - that's what she'd tell Luke when she eventually got a hold of him. She's already anticipating a lecture about cruising around the galaxy while she's got a toddler at home.

"I hate this place," she mutters to herself, trying to get a better look at the person standing in front of the black and red ship. Why's it always have to be Tatooine? Why does everything always have to go sideways? Can't she have a boring day for once?

As she approaches, she gets a better look at the young man. If it weren't for the fact that he seems eerily familiar, she'd say she didn't know him. "Looks like your day is goin' as good as mine," she calls over to him.

[darthdragon]

The fact that Hannah's so young is what prevents Azor from recognizing her right away. He squints as he turns to look at her direction, the harsh light of Tatooine's suns shining directly into his face that he has to hold a hand up to cover his eyes. "I'm sorry to hear that," he calls back. "Can I help you, Miss?"

He might be short-tempered and quick to anger — like his Uncle Ben, he's been told on occasion — but he'd been raised to be kind and brave and loyal, a good person in general. That's why he's offering to help this stranger, even though he should really be worrying about his own problems. Nevermind that his kindness is often misconstrued to be him flirting, given his good looks and natural charisma.

Rey (Accidentally Married to Kylo by Luke AU?)

[girlandherstaff]

So, thing about Rey that people don't seem to realise? She really hates sand.

She supposes that it's an unfortunate side effect of having spent the majority of her life on a desert planet waiting on people who would never come. Looking around and seeing nothing but sand brings back that feeling of being utterly alone, and it makes her stomach clench with years of hunger.

Oh, she wishes she were anywhere but here.

/throws tiny bb

[ereneda]

Rey's not alone, though. Suddenly there's a little girl tugging at her leg, trying to get her attention.

"Mom, where are we? Are we lost?"

[girlandherstaff]

Rey gives herself a small shake, a silent reprimand for getting lost in her thoughts thanks to the sand around her. She looks down at the little girl, and puts a hand on her head.

"I'm ... not sure." It's an honest answer. "Everywhere looks a bit similar."

Kylo Ren

[fulfillourdestiny]

He hates this planet. Just ... in principal.

Also, he's stuck on a desert planet wearing nothing but black. Someone's already dour mood is getting worse.

Ben Solo + Smuggler AU +

[middleoftheforce]

Why is he back on the planet where you could argue the whole sorry story that is his family line started? Well, a job really. Even if the Hutt control on the planet isn't what it was - the story of Leia's slaying of Jabba was legend - there was still a lot here that a smuggler could use for some serious coin. Even if you did your best to avoid the spice trade.

Still, there's always this odd sense when he steps off a ship on to the surface. He knows it's the Force trying to make him aware of his heritage, but he cannot be bother with that. He needs to get to the nearest cantina.

Kidlets demand time in the light sometimes - and they're scary when you don't give them their way

[darkerdragon]

[ Have an Allana. Daughter of Jane Organa, Jedi Knight and Supreme Governor of Birren and Aegon "Jon" Targaryen, Jedi Master and Commander-in-Chief of the Birren military, twin sister of Azor, dragon rider, pilot, Jedi apprentice, and from a future version of this AU, but at a slight variance from her brother's thread above. ]

It's not every day you go to sleep in one bed and wake up in a completely different one. And while Allana isn't exactly a spoiled princess, she's training as a Jedi and she's a dragon rider, so getting her hands dirty isn't exactly out of her realm of normal she's usually pretty good about knowing where she went to bed on any given night. The sand when she looks out the window tells her that she's definitely not in KansasBirren anymore, which worries her enough to reach out in the force to locate her brother. The only problem is that she gets back a weird answer for that reach, one says too far away while the other says somewhere on this planet.

Pushing out of the bed, she sighs softly as she tries to figure out what cantina she's in so she can try and work out how she got here.

PRINCESS PARTY also hi name-twin 😋

[thejediqueen]

[ have another Allana. daughter of Brianna Solo, formerly Kylo Ren and currently Queen Mother of Hapes — and the older sister of Jane. A Jane who's not married to Jon, but to Poe Dameron. MULTIVERSE WEIRDNESS OKAY. ]


There's a bit of commotion in the cantina as a tall, striking redhead leans over the bar counter, clearly arguing with a weary-looking bartender. It's too early for anyone to be arguing and making loud noises, really, but there she is, and she's completely unapologetic about it.

"The Queen will hear about this," she practically snarls, slamming her fist on the counter before huffing and turning away. There's a little flair in the way she spins on her heel and starts walking out, as though she's had much practice. Which she has. She's the kriffing Chume'da of the Sixty-Three Worlds. How dare he? How dare anyone?

"There ain't no queen around these parts, princess."

Allana freezes, her shoulders visibly tensing, and slowly, she turns towards the direction of the voice, the expression on her face that of barely restrained anger. But, yes, she's very beautiful, exactly in the way Hapans are reputed to be.

Oh Name twins, you so different!

[darkerdragon]

The commotion wakes Allana up a little more as she slips down the steps and into the main room of the cantina, eyes darting between the bartender and the woman who's making a fuss. She's a princess too, but she can't fathom acting that way in public, snarling at people and acting entitled.

Looking over at the woman, she notes that the other woman certainly looks like a Princess.

"What's all the fuss about?"

She can't help but ask, used to helping to handle things if need be with her brother sometimes. At the academy with the other kids at least.

sorry bb but have not!mom and not!brother 😶

[forceshadowed]

Jane’s groggily sipping caf in one corner of the cantina, three plates of food laid out on the table in front of her. It’s been a relatively long trip to Tatooine, and one that’s made a little more challenging (ahem) by having two kids on board.

But, well, they’re not exactly kids anymore, are they? She looks across the table to Kiel, her eldest, who strongly resembles his father but almost acts nothing like Poe. He’s a little on the serious, broody side, has zero interest in flirting or drinking, has no problem with following orders, and is a very... cautious pilot. Honestly she often wonders if he’s doing it on purpose, detaching himself from the familial image and expectations.

In any case, it’s breakfast time.

“Kiel,” she calls out, pushing one of the plates closer to his side of the table. She waits for him to turn his attention away from his comlink, then gives him a look. “Where’s your sister?”

First Order Hannah Solo (yikes)

[parsec]

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Hannah sighs as she strolls into the cantina. She has no memory of getting to Tatooine. The last thing she remembers is accidentally shocking herself while doing a ship repair at the base, and then she was in a different hangar on a different planet.

She'd tried messaging Kylo, and then a few other officers but none of the messages went through which brought her to her second option: going to the cantina and drinking until she figures something else out. Hannah even had the passing desire to message Luke before remembering it wasn't an option anymore. Not after she'd turned her back on the Resistance and everyone else to follow her child to the First Order. She doesn't regret it.

Still in her uniform, Hannah takes a seat in a corner booth, keeping an eye on the rest of the cantina.

Resistance Jane, bad ending edition -- they lost, and whoever survived is on the run / in hiding

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Just a quick break, Jane tells herself as she ducks into the cantina, making a beeline for the counter to grab a drink.

The First Order had won. After Crait, the Resistance had regrouped and made a last stand in Mustafar, which went horribly sideways despite their best efforts. She's lucky to have made it out alive, though unfortunately no longer in one piece; she now sports a prosthetic metal right arm, and half her face is covered with burn scars.

But she could care less about her appearance. They'd lost, and her family and friends were dead.

She leans against the counter, metal fingers rapping against the surface impatiently. She'd come to Tatooine simply to acquire a new ship, in the hopes of losing anyone who might still be on her trail. Kylo Ren might have already declared himself Supreme Emperor of the galaxy, but he's not done hunting down the last of the rebels, determined to completely, irreversibly crush the Resistance once and for all.

Kylo Ren/Brianna Solo • canon • some ambiguous time post-TLJ probably

[umbraeternam]

[ She's not amused in the slightest. If the scowl on her face didn't make it obvious enough, her signature in the Force most certainly does. It's even more volatile than usual, churned up enough to manifest in the physical realm in a way that practically makes the air and sand vibrate around her.

The feral scream of frustration and discontent and barely controlled rage that echoes across the sandy plains also is a fairly obvious indicator.

As the sound fades out Kylo swears she can hear a mocking "Feel better now?" in the ether, but whether it's a memory of Snoke's voice, or her father's, or something else entirely she can't tell. Either way it doesn't exactly help her temperament — but it does make her suck in a deep breath and focus on containing herself for a few moments, mostly out of sheer spite.

Once she's a modicum of settled she reaches out through the Force to sense for above-ground life, her plan to choose the direction with the greatest concentration with the expectation of finding a small settlement at best and wandering natives at 'worst'. Instead she gets distracted by a sense of familiarity that catches her sharply. Pulling up the hood of her cloak (yes, it may be black but it's still protection against the elements) she sets off in that direction, not knowing what to expect but knowing that lingering in one place in a desert is a good way to die. ]

Ben Solo (Jr.) from an AU where the Resistance won and he's raised by mom!aunt Jane

[shadowheir]

Stang, it feels like he's been walking for hours. Kriffing sand.

He's not even supposed to be here. He's supposed to meet Jane in Spira, which has sand but because beaches. Not that his busted hyperdrive cooperated, only getting him as far as this planet.

He makes a frustrated noise, kicking the little sand dune by his feet. He knows he has no choice but to soldier on. Head to the nearest sign of civilization, find something to fix his ship with. And water. Lots of water.

Doesn't mean he's happy about it.

"Master Kiel, I am sensing heightened—"

"Not now, Neuf," he huffs, squinting as he glances at his comm's wrist display, a sophisticated piece of tech he'd put together himself. But as high-tech as his device is, he seems to have been going around in circles for the past half hour. "Are you sure we're going the right way?"

"Affirmative, Master Kiel." A beat. "Would you like to hear a joke?"

"Not now, Neuf!"

Space Mom has arrived and you kids... what will she do with you?

[leiaorganasolo]

"I said I will get to it, I've been in the office for the last 30 days and I intend to see my family before they forget who I am, excuse me." Leia stood and briskly walked from the meeting chamber and strode to the hall. She had an appointment to keep and she was intent on not missing it... again.

"But General..Princess... Madame-"

"If the next words out of your mouth are not 'have a pleasant trip' the next out of mine will be something you will regret for years to come." Leia might be a woman less than blessed with height, but she had a presence that could stop a rancor in it's tracks. The aide simply bowed an apology and moved back to the chambers muttering softly. Leia smirked, a little something she'd picked up from her husband, and continued on to her transport. It had been too long since she was home and she missed her family with all her heart. Matters of the Republic could get by without her, at least for a little while.

The trip was not extensive but it was all too slow for her. When she reached home there didn't appear to be anyone there. Which was odd to say the least, she'd commed ahead to let them know she'd be back for, well who knew how long, but for now.

"Han?" No response. Leia walked around the rooms and called out for her children.

Where was everyone?

sorry for the slow, had to take care of holiday and family stuff :> timey-wimey thing?

[forceshadowed]

Jane was beginning to get antsy, feeling as though she'd been kept in Mon Calamari for far too long. She understood that she needed a break, that everyone wanted her to take a break after all that she'd been through... but it didn't seem to be fair for her to be reef diving and rolling around in bed while the rest of her family and the Jedi Order went to war.

Although she knew, too, that there was also the chance that she was being held for political and security reasons. She'd been in Yuuzhan Vong captivity for nearly a year; who's to say she hadn't defected, that she wasn't some spy inserted into the enemy camp?

In any case, that morning she decided to go for a walk, though as cautioned she'd readied a cap and a pair of sunglasses for the excursion, so she wouldn't have the press following her around for interviews and such. She was just reading up the latest news on the HoloNet while finishing her cup of caf when she heard the door open, and she'd stiffened. Nobody was supposed to be here today.

She blinked, sensing the person's presence in the Force. Yes, not even her.

"Mom?" she called out, emerging from the kitchen, caf still in hand and frowning as she ran a hand through her short-cropped hair. She'd been looking better since her return, but she continued to look like she'd been through hell and back. Which, technically, she had.