CORELLIA
Location: Core worlds. And the world is like an apple, spinning silently in space.
Number of suns: 1.
Population: All wish they were Han Solo.
Surface terrain: Forests, fields, seas - the basics.
Capital: Coronet, a crowning glory.
Species: Humans, Selonians and Dralls.
Major events: Overthrowing the Royal house of Solo... no, really.
Known for: Spawning smugglers, ship envy, being a bunch of suits for different companies, ego-tripping.

What can be said about Corellia? Well, aside from being the home planet of one Han Solo, Corellia is a world of lush hills, forests, fields and beautiful beaches. Yes, Corellia is a a fairy-tale world, where poets live for their next sonnet whilst avoiding the repercussions of not reading the small print set out by vast, domineering companies, built to suck the galaxy dry of cash... ahem.

The Corellian populace, when not flouncing about the gorgeous countryside communing with nature, can be found slaving for one of the planet's vast corporations. These companies are ruthless in their drive for influence within the galaxy, and are often accused of having a monopoly within such essential products as hyperdrives, mobile communicators and computer operating systems. Recently, they were sued by several smaller planets over the dominance of their 'Porthole XYZ'. This lawsuit is ongoing; Porthole XYZ costs 600 galactic credits, but does come with Porthole media player 10 and a free slew of inbuilt bugs.

Surprisingly, Corellians seem to suffer some form of planetary agoraphobia. They really don't like leaving their system unless money is involved; though this could in part be down to their having such large egos that their heads often swell to magnificent proportions. As a result, they tend not to be able to get through the doors to their home/ships... I suppose they could just float themselves through space like giant blimps; certainly there'd be plenty of room for advertising by Badmonth industries, one of Corellia's biggest landing gear manufacturers. Corellia is also famed for its easily recognisable spaceships. The Millennium Falcon, fastest hunk of junk in the galaxy, is a perfect example. Look hard enough and you can see the traditional stamp of a Corellian made ship in the cockpit. Yes, dangling gold dice emblazoned with the fairies and daisies of this contradictory world.


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