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It seems that a loud mouth will indeed eventually get you heard, but sometimes that draws attention of those who have the power to bring silence. The Golden Beetle has operated under the pillars of good reporting for the entirety of our time spent serving the community of Nar Shaddaa. We have striven to inform the people of what was unfolding around them and bring their attention to what we felt was important news. That has been put on hold as this reporter refuses to think that the voice of the people can be silenced forever. If not this paper, then another one like it will rise up to be a counterpoint to the official word coming down from on high.
An official cease and desist order came through to the Golden Beetle from a glorious Hutt who shall go unnamed least we wish to bring more misfortune to our door than has already been visited upon it. In this order, we were required to immediately cease operations for the foreseeable future making it rather impossible to continue as we are, but fear not, we shall see a voice rise from the Lowers soon enough. That is my prediction. Nar Shaddaa is gritty and untameable. No matter how hard the Hutts try, they cannot keep us all quiet for long.
In my parting words, I encourage you to not lose hope, to not give up, and to not remain silent.
This reporter has done his level best to serve his community well and hopes that the people have thought so too.
Ladies and gentlemen, beings and sentients of our fair Galaxy. From the far reaches of the Wild Space and beyond, I - Mystic Mog - have come forth to share with you the wisdom I have seen in the stars themselves. The Force has blessed me with foresight of the cosmos, and from that I divine forth what is in store for you the next month.
Heed this warning, dear readers, for the ebb and flow of the Force is forever changing. The future is a finnicky thing that even the most talented of us fail to fully interpret its meaning:
The title is straight on the nose. Last month it had been a year since the administrative downfall of our previous Enjin site and community migration to our new home here at Darth Malgus RP, marking this website’s first anniversary. Those first few weeks were rough, but this community successfully and efficiently rebuilt itself on this shiny new website, and I may be a tad bias, but if it you ask me, I think it looks better. Aaand then came the server merges that prompted our rename and rendered all of our the links in our posts and signatures obsolete. But bravely we still slogged on through it and adjusted each and every link in our threads to take you to its intended destination. Let’s not do that again though, please.
This all goes to show that this website receives a good share of tender love and care from the Malgus RP community, who it certainly cannot exist with without. A few months of being knocked down and getting back up again made us better than ever before! But the praise doesn’t belong to the Reporters, Moderators, or the Commander-in-chief, but to the entirely of the community who logs in here and shares their creativity with the rest of the server, gets roleplay rolling and sparks constructive conversation. You deserve a thumbs up! As there’s no reason for the admin staff to do anything without you. All in all, we’ve had our highs, our lows, but we just keep chugging on and solving our problems, regardless of how great an obstacle bars us from moving forward.
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Ladies and gentlemen, beings and sentients of our fair Galaxy. From the far reaches of the Wild Space and beyond, I - Mystic Mog - have come forth to share with you the wisdom I have seen in the stars themselves. The Force has blessed me with foresight of the cosmos, and from that I divine forth what is in store for you the next month.
Heed this warning, dear readers, for the ebb and flow of the Force is forever changing. The future is a finnicky thing that even the most talented of us fail to fully interpret its meaning:
Many frequenters of lower level establishments may have been met with an unusual sight in those parts as of late; a sign on the door declaring it closed due to failed Health and Wellness Department inspections.
This organization isn’t unknown on the pleasure based Smuggler’s moon and patrons are welcome to seek out the bi-monthly report released that lists the grades of local,but those reports most often focus on businesses above a certain level on the high rises that cover the moon. Very rarely does the organization venture into the often smog covered layers to evaluate restaurants and bars that, frankly are not considered tourist grade level and therefore not worth the time and effort. Over the past few weeks that has been changing. Hole in the wall bars, brothels, and cut rate casinos have been closed on various infractions. Sometimes the businesses are able to correct the issue and re-open though a few have been forced into closure such as the Frisky Frigate pleasure house and the small though well loved sandwich shop, The Pickled Pole-Snake.
There are a few rumors floating that the ruling Hutts wish to strengthen their hold on the sector as Sith and Republic based businesses continue to expand in the independent space and are choosing to finance those plans by extorting the true working class of the moon. It does seem that the more independent businesses struggle while the ones that have theorized connections to well connected gangs are able to pay off the Hutt backed Health Department to re-open quickly with little interruption to business.
The Red Lantern, a busy dive bar in the Red Light Sector, was recently closed citing rodent infestation, improper chemical storage, and malfunctioning fire suppression systems. The owner, Jance Fetner was a bit vague in whether those problems were corrected before the business was able to re-open the following week. He was quoted as saying, “That cluster f--- of a department can’t keep their boot on the throat of the little guy!” This was stated as he was serving customers in the newly reopened bar and handing out little rat shaped pins that said ‘I survived the Red Lantern”. There have been rumblings that the bar has recently come under the protection of a growing Corellian gang presence in that sector, but that is as of yet unconfirmed.
In any case, the working class of Nar Shaddaa is once again put at the mercy of those who would seek to make use of them as they please. The changing climate of the world beyond the glittering high rises of Shaddaa will make the near future a bit more uncertain in how the Hutts intend to treat those that keep the smog laden pleasure moon running. If they aren’t careful, their citizens might seek out their own salvation and then where will the rotund ruling class be.
The Golden Beetle Staff
