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This blog has officially been archived, but it’s a new start for Niner! You can find me here at the new blog. It’s going to be a clean slate for me and Niner, which means we’ll be starting our relationships from afresh unless we talked and stated otherwise. I’m re-reading the RepComm books at the moment, and I’m hesitant to write long, in-depth threads, but some simple banter is always fun. See you there!

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This blog has officially been archived, but it’s a new start for Niner! You can find me here at the new blog. It’s going to be a clean slate for me and Niner, which means we’ll be starting our relationships from afresh unless we talked and stated otherwise. I’m re-reading the RepComm books at the moment, and I’m hesitant to write long, in-depth threads, but some simple banter is always fun. See you there!

#ooc #niner1309 #archived #importantupdate

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"They grow up loyal to the Republic, or they don't grow up at all."

-- Alpha-17

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Plans for this Blog

Hey friends! After a four year long hiatus, I’m planning on reviving Niner and getting back into the star wars roleplaying community! 

However, it will take some time before everything is set up. I am currently re-reading the Republic Commando books and revisiting my old friend Niner to get into character again. I will also be making a new account for Niner and archive this one to start anew. I like to think my writing has gotten better since I was last on here, and this blog does hold some insecurities for me. Don’t worry, I’ll let you know where the new blog is once it’s created!

A lot of my old friends have moved on, but if you want to maintain the relationship our characters have on the new blog, send me a message and I’m more than happy to talk about it! I’m excited to write with friends again, old and new.

#ooc #niner1309 #((I'm back BABY)) republic commando

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OOC: Long time no see!

Hey everyone! It sure has been a long time, hasn’t it? I see that a lot of my old friends have moved on as well, and I’ve matured a lot since I left. I’m just poking my head in here to see who is still active. This isn’t a guarantee that this account has been revived, but I wanted to see how everyone is doing. Feel free to hit me up, it’s been a while! :)

#niner1309 #ooc #been thinking about you guys!

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Reblog if it's okay to send you lots of memes even if we have threads already.

#//hell yeah #ooc

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Star Wars universe soldiers and their superstitions, though

We all know the Jedi have their beliefs about life and death and their ghosts remaining in the Force to guide the living. 

But what about others?

Imperial stormtroopers tucking prayer cards under their armor imploring any and all galactic deities to protect them - on planetside drops, on ship-boarding missions, or just in the halls of the Executor to protect them from a slow gasping death from an invisible hand.

People who swear Tarkin’s ghost haunts the halls of the second Death Star and that his lingering outside Jerjerrod’s quarters is slowly driving the younger Moff to insanity.

Clone cadets who tell stories of brothers - ‘bad’ ones with vision that blurred when they tried to focus or who limped and stumbled when they ran - who vanished in the night and whose little ghosts still wander the halls of Kamino’s facilities. The sounds of their footsteps and cries all seem to lead to a locked door in an area that even the big ARCs won’t go near. (All cultures have their child-abducting monsters - some were just much realer than others.)

Pilots who hear the voices of the dead coming from their comms, warning them to turn or spin or dodge the bolt that will kill them - sometimes too late.

Sightings of rebel commandos and scout troopers racing each other through the high canopy on Endor decades after the battle was done, speederbikes and camouflage and white armor flickering with luminescence that no living being possesses.

First Order troopers who have never seen Phasma un-armored seeing her as more deity than soldier, their Mother Mary with a blaster rifle. The propaganda posters of her take on the cast of Orthodox icons with offerings of scraps of charred Resistance insignia and stolen guns laid on a shelf under it.

Lost and wounded ships, imperial and Rebel alike, with limping hyperdrives and failing life supports being flanked by squadrons of battered TIEs and X-wings with unresponsive comm channels whose numbers only seem to swell as the ship’s crews slowly succumb to death.

Clonetroopers who comfort grieving brothers with the tale that they’ve just gone on Eternal Leave and that someday they’ll all reunite with their brothers long gone to the barracks beyond the veil, and they will at last know a life beyond the war they were bred to fight.

Just, give me all the superstitions and folk religion that would develop in a world with so much war and so many soldiers to fight them.

#stories from the GAR #(( love these)) #vode #the GAR

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“I won’t watch you die.”

“Then go,” Niner hissed. “Get the others out.”

#tomelintoshadows #((Hello!))

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                                           give    back    my                                            CHILDHOOD                                            I have never had.

#the GAR #about Niner #vode #v:kamino

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He stared at the blood splatter on the wall, ignoring her comments. She was playing with him. She always does. His eyes flickered towards her when the word boy slides from her lips.

Patient. He remained where he was.

“I wonder what your father and brothers would think, if he could see you now.”

His jaw clenched. A wave of unease washed over him but his face remained expressionless. He head tilted towards Eris, the only indication that he was listening to her.

“Look at their miserable lives and tell me what you see. They’re just begging for you to end them.” ((Eris----Tari as a Sith))

Niner felt a distaste roll off his tongue. She was disrespectful and the commando didn’t appreciate that. These people were terrified and Eris was making this harder than it had to be.

“Let me do my job,” he deadpanned. He cocked his blaster and rose it. The two people against the wall were traitors to the Empire and he was tasked with putting them down. He didn’t ask questions. He didn’t know what they had done. The answers only make it more difficult.

BANG BANG 

Two bodies crumbled to the floor. Niner watched the smoke rise from the hole in their foreheads. The commando’s chest feels heavy.

#nervousmando #v:imperial

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"With all due respect, sir,” Niner replied patiently. “We can take care of ourselves.”

The General’s empathy was overpowering. Before the commando was tasked to serve with General Skywalker, Niner didn’t think much of him. He was told by his training Sergeant that Skywalker was just an over glorified Jedi. Now, however, the commando felt the confidence radiate from the General. He had complete faith in Skywalker.

“Don’t worry about us.”

“You’re the only one who can give others hope.”

He looked at the Clone, then down at the ground for a moment. They had been surrounded and no way to get reinforcements. They either had to fight their way out or die. 

“I know my friend…I know.”He crossed his arms and lifted his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, “I’m still trying to figure out a plan to get you all out of here…I will not lose a single one of you. I won’t.”

#sonoftheforce #((Hello hello!)) #v:republic

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“I’m going to pretend that doesn’t mean what I think it does.”

+@niner1309 started following you

“Aww, look at the Omega following the Delta.”

#controlledrage #((Hello there!)) #v:republic #delta boys

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“With all due respect, sir,” he replied as he watched her bandage his shoulder. “It’s what I was born to do.”

“How many times are you going to bleed for them?”

“As many times as it takes. We have a war to win, sir.”

#((Yes! I've been meaning to shoot you a message but I'm happy you did it first!)) #v:republic #iamnojedi

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“Look at their miserable lives and tell me what you see. They’re just begging for you to end them.” ((Eris----Tari as a Sith))

Niner felt a distaste roll off his tongue. She was disrespectful and the commando didn’t appreciate that. These people were terrified and Eris was making this harder than it had to be.

“Let me do my job,” he deadpanned. He cocked his blaster and rose it. The two people against the wall were traitors to the Empire and he was tasked with putting them down. He didn’t ask questions. He didn’t know what they had done. The answers only make it more difficult.

BANG BANG 

Two bodies crumbled to the floor. Niner watched the smoke rise from the hole in their foreheads. The commando’s chest feels heavy.

#nervousmando #v:imperial

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“Let me help. I haven’t let you down yet.”

“You don’t owe people anything else.”

Tari was quiet for a long moment before she shuffled closer to wrapped her arms around Niner’s chest. “I—-I just—” she was shaking now, close to crying. “What do I do if I’m not good enough?”

#nervousmando #childhood friends #v:republic

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“It’s over. It was a long war filled with countless bodies and bloodshed. So stop…it’s over.”

The field stunk of death. Bodies of troopers and rebels littered the grass. Niner’s stomach clenched. He had stumbled upon the aftermath and it filled him with unease. He no longer felt sorrow for the dead.

It worried him.

A woman’s voice snagged his attention.

“It’s over. It was a long war filled with countless bodies and bloodshed. So stop…it’s over.”

She sounded familiar. Niner’s gloves creaked as his fingers curled. He inhaled, shutting his eyes before he sees the face he lost contact with. His hard eyes lock with hers.

“It’s never over, Tar’ika,” he says. His tone his flat, devoid of all emotion. Despite this, he feels an ache in his heart. He’s so tired. “I refuse to stop fighting.”

#v:imperial #nervousmando #childhood friends

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“It doesn’t matter,” Niner stated and pulled her closer. “You’ve done so much. You need to look after yourself.”

“You don’t owe people anything else.”

Tari was quiet for a long moment before she shuffled closer to wrapped her arms around Niner’s chest. “I—-I just—” she was shaking now, close to crying. “What do I do if I’m not good enough?”

#nervousmando #childhood friends #((Tari is honestly the only person Niner lets hug him)) #((He isn't much of a hugger)) #v:republic