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I can tell your builds are going to be instant favorites here, this one certainly is for me! Can't wait to see some better pictures!

This character reminds me a little of Dr Who...

Well, it's good to have you on the team. We've been needing some good Rebel builders!

I've found it can be quiet the challenge to switch from castle mode to sci-fi mode. Usually I can't work on both styles at the same time. All my builds have to be in one category or the other for awhile. Maybe it'll be different for you though

Obviously Mitgardia would win that one so why even bother?

Need is a strong word. By joining you get to do them. Each guild has something different for you to participate in. Avalonia's right now are these tasks. The only thing you need to do to start is to create a sig-fig and post some info about him/her here in the guild topic.

This is a great! Wonderful NPUs!

Thank you Tyrus, I appreciate your kind words! What do you mean it was dramatic! Just kidding. I'm glad you like it.

Since the path was the consistant comment in this build I have since picked up a number of bley 1x1 round tiles. Hopefully I'll be able to use them in future builds to improve the pathes. Glad you like it though!

Thank you Tyrus! I'm glad you've been enjoying my freebuilds.

Thank you as always for your input BEAVeR! I'm really glad you are enjoying my builds I had thought about adding flooring plates near the robot but it left little room for the minifigures. And the build was already almost too crowded as it is! Those are some good suggestions you have about the cheese slopes and colors throughout the build. I still have issues trying to balance my habit of having too much of something or not enough of it in my builds. Just means more room for imporvement. Onwards and upwards!

If that's all you have to critique about this build then I must have done pretty well I understand what you mean about adding more bricks to make the build look a little more fleshed out. That would have been good. However, I did want this to seem like a hall type entrance to the club so I guess I suceeded there. I actually tried to continue the coloring up where the round tiles ended up and it just didn't look right. There was too much color in my opinion. As for the look of indecision with the clips. You hit the nail on the head. I just couldn't decide what to do and it obviously shows. The entrance is meant to be low as I wanted it to look like people had to stoop a little to get into the club. Having never been to a club I'm not sure if this is realistic, though it seemed like it would be to me at the time. I would have added bricks behind the door had I realized light was coming through. That's a common problem of mine I've been trying to get better at avoiding. I didn't notice it until after I had taken the pictures and started loading them on flickr. I'll just have to try harder next time. The base was an experiment on my part as I've never tried a base like it before. I'm not offended that you don't like it And finally, Kale is supposed to almost always have that grin. It's a character development point to show his debonair and optimistic attitude. As for the EU, I don't think you are being insulting at all! At least you acknowledge that it exists!

Fondor is actually a very well-off planet overall. There are just some run-down parts. The white is supposed to represent a time when the factory was at the top of the line. I'm trying to incorporate White and Orange as Fondor's main colors. I'm glad you like the door design. It's something I've been planning on using for awhile

Beautiful! It's nice to see something from Mitgardia after all these Avalonia style builds.

Sherlock is an Imperial?! Good job on making this ship feel unique but not out of place I would recommend adding some more white tiles to the "wings" of the ship, but that's just a minor thing.

Nicely done! The building seems a bit one the small side, but I guess that's explained because the troops are still building it Your stream adds a very nice touch to this scene. Good job overall!

OoC: See the rest of the story: Season 1 Season 2 Junker's Fee Welcome to Fondor Fondor City Nightlife I walked into the factory as a few strangling workers walked out. They didn’t seem to care that a stranger was walking onto the premises so I knew security wasn’t going to be a problem. I could see that the whole place was in need of repair, though things looked functional. I walked into the main work floor and noticed a being who was still working. I walked up to him and seeing his furred features I knew I had found my Bothan. “Sir, I’m here because I was told you might have some information for me. I’m part of the Rebel Alliance.” I said to him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Now please leave, I have some last minute work to finish” He responded. His use of the code phrase “I have some last minute work to finish” reminded me that he was probably waiting for the pass phrase that would let him know that I was truly one of the good guys. “I’m sorry, but I’m pretty certain you are the right individual I’m supposed to meet. You see, a Mon Calamari with a dry throat told me I might meet you here” I answered back. At this he paused for a moment and caught my eye. He fished in his pocket for a moment as he said, “No, you are mistaken, now please leave.” But as he said that he pressed a data crystal into my hand. I started to say “Thank you” but he was turning around already. Right then the door opened and two stormtroopers rushed in firing on the Bothan. His body fell quickly and their guns trained on me. One of the troopers removed his helmet and I received the shock of a lifetime. My brother stood there in gleaming white armor pointing a rifle at me. I knew this day might come. It almost came back on Hoth. I had played this scenario through in my mind a hundred times and had never figured out how I would handle it when it happened. So I opened my mouth and just started talking. “Well brother, we never did see eye to eye on politics” I found myself saying to him. “Corporal, what are you doing?” one of the masked faces asked my brother. My brother ignored the question and instead said, “Well, well little brother. I never thought you would go so far as to join the rebels. Don’t you realize what you’re doing is a galactic crime? I know you’ve never liked the way the Empire runs things, but are you really willing to commit treason against the established authorities? “I don’t know if there is anything I can say to help you understand brother. You’ve never understood the importance of morals over power. The Empire only desires control with no thought of the people it’s supposed to protect” I said and then gestured at the body next to me. “Just look at this poor soul!” “He got what he deserved!” my brother shouted. “Without order this galaxy would tear itself to pieces. What YOU don’t understand is that those who rebel against the government have only themselves to blame. People repeat the history stories of the small bands of individuals who decide they want to change how the government is run. But what happens then? Those rabble rousers become the new authorities with their own enemies who want to overthrow them. Who are we to decide? You talk about morals, but isn’t it better to do your best within the established system instead of killing innocent people on your way to establishing the new round of ‘tyranny’?” My brother’s words made me stop in my tracks. I knew I didn’t have time to sort through what he was saying to see if any of it made sense. I had to get out of this situation and get the Bothan’s information to the Rebel Alliance. “Brother,” I replied, “Whatever the right or wrong way to oppose corrupt government is, I don’t know right now. But I do know the Empire is not taking care of the planets under its protection. Just look at our own Corellia! The people suffer as the Diktat grows wealthier. How is that just? Whatever the right thing to do is, helping the Empire do its dirty work is not it.” I was hoping my pleas were getting through to my brother. It was a long shot as none of our conversations before, back in the swoop garage on Corellia, had ever changed his mind; but I had to try something. My brother paused a moment as he thought about what I had said, then asked, “Sergeant, permission to arrest this rebel sympathizer?” “Negative Corporal, our orders are to shoot to kill. We’ve wasted enough time here as it is” came the answer. Another second passed and then my brother raised his weapon. “I’m sorry brother. You never did know what was good for you. You never should have left Corellia.” I closed my eyes waiting for the shot to end my life. Instead I heard the sound of metal on flesh and the quick movement of Stormtrooper armor. I opened my eyes to see a Mandalorian pulling his beskar blade out of my brother’s now dying body. The other trooper was turning to open fire on the Mandalorian but he was too quick for them and soon there was a helmet on the floor separated from its body. I was holding the body of my brother. His last words to me were, “You never did learn.” As his body went limp I looked up to see the Mandalorian holding his sword near my head. A voice came out from under the helmet and I realized that it was not a “he” but a “she.” “Hand over the data crystal and your death will be quick,” she said. “Now why would he do that?” came the questioning voice of someone I never expected to see again. Kale stepped into view with a heavy repeating blaster in hand. “I know Mandalorian armor is supposed to withstand a lot, but I’m not sure you want to test it against this thing” he said. “You’ll regret the day you crossed our path smuggler” the bounty hunter said. But she turned and walked out with any more threats. As much as I didn’t want to leave my brother to become just another number on the Empire’s casualty list, I knew we had to get out of there fast. “Kale! I am glad to see you! Can you get us out of here unseen?” I asked. He just rolled his eyes. “Can an ewok sing ‘yub-yub’?” “I don’t know,” I answered, “I’ve never heard an ewok sing.” “Well try to avoid it if you can, come on, let’s go” was his answer. We made our way back onto the streets of Fondor City and quickly got lost in the crowd of workers out to enjoy their night. I had Kale help me find a data transfer point and I sent the Bothan’s encrypted information onto to the Rebel Alliance. I also included this message, “I’m going to be going off the grid for a little while. I ran into some Imperials and others who might be giving me a hard time. I’ll contact you when it’s safe again.” I didn’t add that I also needed time to process my brother’s final words and to figure out why Kale was helping me. It looked like I was going to be getting to know the back streets of Fondor City pretty well.

The word "sand" and the shape of this building makes me think of the bar from Tatooine in Star Wars This has such great angles on every side. I especially love the way you made your well.

NPU on that car! It took me a moment to realize that it was a Cars piece.

Great little stream and I love the variety of height in the palisade wall. Great job!

Question in regards to the contest. I didn't realize that there was a 5 picture limit. Would it be right for me to remove some of the pictures for the sake of the contest?

I have to agree. Although the ground is a little flat, the minifig posing makes up for it!

So much to love about this build! Since most of it has been mentioned I'll just add that I really like your use of larger Lego containers. They add just the right touch to this build.

Beautiful hill!

I love the wedge plates over the drawbridge. They add great texture to your wall. And I love the use of Flounder in the moat