Request from robokop: The three main ladies of the first game, all in the same room.

Time can only take you so far, and when you run out, there's no going back.

It's been six years since the Star Forge has been destroyed, and the one formally known as Revan (now called Jami), has been having nightmares on the night it happened every year since they destroyed it. She has never been able to remember what happens... until now.

Will this disturbing dream come true? Are the ones that she so desperately loves in danger? Is the dark side once more at work? These are the questions that are going to be answered with: Only You.

     “I’m so, so sorry, Carth,” she babbled. “I really didn’t mean to bump into you, honest!  I felt like I was gonna fall off the edge and I didn’t have anywhere else to go . . .  But I bet if I hadn’t been lookin’ down, I wouldn’t’ve felt like that, and I wouldn’t’ve bumped into you, and you wouldn’t be hurt right now . . .”

     “It’s therangen, I know,” Lire replied, glancing momentarily at it before folding her arms thoughtfully and sighing. “Stick a grenade in it, pull the pin, run for your life, and the thing explodes about two seconds later.”

"Where's Jade?" demanded Canderous as he walked out of Jolee's hut. "She's holding us up."

"I think she started without us," said Carth.

"But she promised me large and aggressive predators!" said Canderous.

"Maybe she was just talking about you," Carth remarked.

I'm baaccckkkk!!! With a picture as well :D *grin*

   As Nathanial witnesses the death of his ship a new puzzle springs to life and a renewed quest for vengence begins.

   Even as the Sith die, the galaxy teeters on the edge of Oblivion. And Nathanial can feel the great darkness beyond calling out to him...

   ...whispering Malak's name.

Three of the pivotal characters are undergoing major reconstructive surgery to undo the damage done to them, and the purpose of HK's legs is revealed. You may be surprised by some of their new parts. This is officially the end of Exodus.

10 years after the fall of Malachor, the death of Kriea and the loss of Bao Dur. Master Miriya Vohn, formerly known as the Exile is the founder and head of the new Jedi Academy.

Tarre went behind the bar herself and poured a short glass of something brown.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” she replied.

“Pour me one too, while you're at it.”

The woman pulled her five year old daughter by the hand through the lower city of Taris.  The girl was still groggy from sleep having only been yanked from her bed a few minutes ago.  As they ran however she grew more aware of her mothers anxiety and tension and the foreboding that seemed to permeate the area.... 
There was an ear splitting boom and the scream of metal tearing.  The last thing Jinx saw was the shards of wall and door flying into the room before something very heavy collided with her head and blackness engulfed the world.

Keelan and the gang make a risky alliance in hopes to escape Taris.

Trapped beneath Revan, Tol-Mar seeks a way to escape.

Five years after the destruction of the Star Forge, and Revan has been hiding with Carth and their daughter from Sith remnants. Post-KotOR AU.

Serena Kae awoke in a hospital room much like every other. A little nicer perhaps, but still obviously institutional. The windows were blocked by heavy drapes, but a slender bar of light managed to peek through, falling on the form of a young girl snoozing in a chair. Her body was folded in on itself, and there was no way she could be comfortable.

Odie, you can’t help them now.  But there are others that you can help.  The Force is closing this chapter and opening a new one for you.

The Disciple and the Exile come together after 10 years and fall in love.

The Sith officer turned his rifle to the Duros now, who fell into a terrified silence. “That’s how we Sith deal with smartass aliens! Now you get up against the wall before I lose my temper, again!”

Keelan and Jake finally find each other, but the meeting doesn't go the way he expected...

Drew me a picture, I did.

Through the Trials of the Jedi and his own lust for adventure, a young boy takes the next steps in his long journey of danger and self discovery.

After the destruction of Malachor V, the Ebon Hawk lands on Dantooine for repairs and farewells. No comedy or parody, but ends on an upbeat. Closure after the rather abrupt ending in KOTORtsl

Jaq Rand wet his lips, tongue sliding slowly over the dry, cracked skin; felt the moisture fill the gaps. He was lying on his stomach at the top of a two-storied apartment building on a fairly warm, balmy night, the butt of his rifle pressed into his right armpit. The barrel was pointed carefully over the edge of the building, angled slightly downwards. The sights attatched to the top of the rifle had not yet found their target. They would, in time.

Pre-K2 oneshot.

In the depths of space the last Sith Fleet runs for its life, pursued relentlessly by the triumphant forces of the Republic.

Looking out across the stars Captain Nathanial Bronson, commander of the Sith Dreadnaught Goliath swears vengeance for their defeat. But not against the Republic, or the Jedi, but against Malak!

He has a plan, he has the drive and he will see Malak pay for his betrayal.

   But then things never work out quite as they should...

Another piece of Avatar/KOTOR art.

A deadly predator, an experienced Sith Master, and betrayal stand in the way of Kono's ultimate supremacy over the Sith Academy.

He gazed into her eyes, entranced by her stunning glow. Her eyes met his and while she prodded his mind gently for something to make sense of their bond, his left hand broke free from her grasp and he ran his fingertips over her cheek lightly as his right hand ran up her arm and paused over the armband he could feel even though it was not visible.  "You still wear it,” he said quietly, as Vashti tensed slightly only breaking the trance when a dark shadow of barely controlled rage pummeled them from the direction of the door. She stepped back quickly then, out of his reach and turned toward the door, trying to give Atton a reassuring smile. He crossed the room menacingly, willing a wall between the pair.

Someone was subverting the swoop garage security matrix from a nearby terminal!

“What the...” Phlinch stared shock at the five people crowded around the terminal in question. Phlinch wasn't surprised that the infiltrators could subvert the Vulkar security matrix, it was older than dirt and easy to slave. He was just shocked to find that he could name three of the five people. The whiny waitress from upstairs, Mission Vao—the Beks' favorite mascot, and her furry protector, Zaalbar.

“Obviously, they're here for the accelerator,” Phlinch muttered under his breath. “Gadon Thek. Might'a known the old Bek wouldn't take Brejik's thievin' lying down.”