Dusty Daytonus was a bit of a local celebrity on the planet of Ploo II in the Expansion Region. He had earned himself much acclaim and fame on the swoop racing track of his homeworld (where he'd also earned his nickname for leaving opponents in the dust) and he was pretty much always guaranteed a free drink whenever he stopped by at a local bar on his homeworld. His daring bravado and outspoken fearlessness earned him plenty of admirers on the track but then he'd flown against the Sith in the daring battle of Felucia as a mercenary. His free drink offers continued after this and he helped alleviate any claims of being anti-Sith when he took a few jobs from them too in his lucrative career as a cargo hauler. With all that local fame and prestige though, Dusty had absolutely zero experience or qualificatiosn to be a politician.
And of course, that made him the perfect political candidate for the people of Ploo II.
He was practically a shoo-in candidate for both Governor and Senator and every political party on Ploo II was very concerned tonight. For tonight, Dusty Daytonus was holding a massive party and speaking event at the Yellow Moon Casino where racing fans, political news junkies, and curious citizens alike had come to see him speak. It was suspected by everyone that Dusty was either going to announce his candidacy for governor or Senator and, with how corrupt and complacent the political parties of Ploo II were, it was even more likely that he might win.
After a nice, long evening of getting drinks, giving autographs, and playing sabaac with his fans, Dusty currently sat in an upstairs VIP lounge, a couple of hours before he was set to make a speech. Despite the protests of his public relations manager, he hadn't prepared any speech. And that was mainly because he wasn't too sure what he wanted to say yet. Ever the adrenaline junkie, Dusty was sure that he'd have a good time navigating the exciting world of politics, having already conquered the worlds of racing and business. However, he was also a businessman and so, he'd arranged an open door for the next couple of hours for any entity, be that the New Republic, ISC, FWA, Sith, Jedi, or even the Syndicates to come and make their case to Dusty as to why he should consider putting Ploo II in their hands. Of course, Dusty's campaign would need some fundraising, should he announce his candidacy...
OOC: Open to any faction looking to snag a planet.
And of course, that made him the perfect political candidate for the people of Ploo II.
He was practically a shoo-in candidate for both Governor and Senator and every political party on Ploo II was very concerned tonight. For tonight, Dusty Daytonus was holding a massive party and speaking event at the Yellow Moon Casino where racing fans, political news junkies, and curious citizens alike had come to see him speak. It was suspected by everyone that Dusty was either going to announce his candidacy for governor or Senator and, with how corrupt and complacent the political parties of Ploo II were, it was even more likely that he might win.
After a nice, long evening of getting drinks, giving autographs, and playing sabaac with his fans, Dusty currently sat in an upstairs VIP lounge, a couple of hours before he was set to make a speech. Despite the protests of his public relations manager, he hadn't prepared any speech. And that was mainly because he wasn't too sure what he wanted to say yet. Ever the adrenaline junkie, Dusty was sure that he'd have a good time navigating the exciting world of politics, having already conquered the worlds of racing and business. However, he was also a businessman and so, he'd arranged an open door for the next couple of hours for any entity, be that the New Republic, ISC, FWA, Sith, Jedi, or even the Syndicates to come and make their case to Dusty as to why he should consider putting Ploo II in their hands. Of course, Dusty's campaign would need some fundraising, should he announce his candidacy...
OOC: Open to any faction looking to snag a planet.