I got this from
Marianne who got it from
Tori.
Your home is a Rough Adrenaline Headquarters Your kitchen consists of dilithium-powered food replicators, manned by obedient robot slaves, who are sure to never, ever rebel. I mean, it's preposterous to even consider it. There's a pantry stocked with beef jerky. Oh, and deer jerky. Your study has every science fiction title ever written. One of your garages is home to your ATVs, hangglider, snowmobiles, and jetskis. It also containts a truck the size of a boat, which pulls a boat the size of a bus.
Your home also includes a robot repair bay, where your mechanized servants are routinely fitted with new restraining bolts. (It's just a precaution.) Your guests enjoy your collection of Warren Miller films. MAN those guys are nuts. Outside is your radio telescope, listening constantly for alien transmissions. Especially invaders. They'll come eventually, even if nobody believes you. (Nobody does.)
And, you have a pet -- a taun-taun named "Padme".
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Find YOUR Dream Home!
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Okay, I love the X-wing fighter in the garage! Right up my alley. And who wouldn't want their own room full of climbing walls and a floor that inflates when you have no one to belay you. Is that perfect or what??
