#alpha-class ARC

[nereiix]

Spar, from chapter 30 of Restless. In this scene, he is what I'd call “un gros lourd” in French, but I've read someone who gave an English equivalent as “an annoying pest”, and I think it fits ah ah. I love this chapter.

I know it will sound like a poor excuse, but I bought myself a very good book on anatomy a few months ago, and I though this scene in the fic would be perfect to practice. I was a little worried about the angle at which I could draw this without giving the impression that it's meant to be explicit. Eventually I found a reference photo which I think looked good and started from here.

I probably made several anatomical mistakes, but I did my best. 🥲

#restless #star wars #republic commando #spar #A-02 #alpha-class ARC #ARC trooper #clone trooper #detailed sketch #comic #fanfic fanart #digital art #—— #I hope no one checks my search history #I have lot of “man armpit hair” in there #I actually struggled to find good references for it #I also found it difficult to draw abs without making them too visible #I tried to make them less obvious but it looked weird

[repcommquotes]

[X]  Lmao. The Alpha Class give no fucks. 

#Captain Fordo #Star Wars #clone trooper #Clone Troopers #ARC Trooper #Alpha Class

[roseaesynstylae]

I'm pretty sure that at least once 99 was just sat there while the Bad Batch and the Alphas went utterly batshit in the background. When it comes to clone trooper-related chaos, nothing surprises him any more.

#star wars #clone trooper 99 #99 #the bad batch #clone force 99 #alpha arcs #alpha class arcs

[katarvitz]

A general several day experiment, and proof that I seriously need to work on non-Games Workshop material. 3D printed, the Clone Troopers here were based upon those from the Dark Horse Comics, and it's a look I genuinely wish was more common within the franchise. 

While I was working with unfamiliar material here, a combination of being rushed for time and a lack of highlighting in an effort to give it a different feel from the usual models I paint hurt this more than I would like. The smaller proportions and components were also a deciding factor in this though, to be completely honest. The colours at least look good and the gloss is fine, and the decision to skip adding colour to the fabric about their greaves was for the best. However, it's one I've now sold on thanks to dissatisfaction.

#star wars #star wars legion #star wars legends #star wars expanded universe #arc trooper #alpha-class arc trooper #clone troopers #wargaming #tabletop miniatures #tabletop #tabletop games #science fiction #Advanced Recon Commando #alpha arc

[mandalorianbrainweasel]

Hello!!! For the prompts, may I propose Alpha-17 & Colt with number 5 in the touching list? 🧡

(Also Hi this is svar I remmwber to sign 🙈)

Colt grumbles and leans against the side of the bunk. “You still don’t want to go to the infirmary.”

Just slightly above him, Seventeen grumbles back. Like it’s Colt’s fault he fell into a mess of plants that made even their allergen free genome give up, leaving him a mess of fever, chills, snot, and sweat. One trip to the infirmary and he’d be fixed up, but the bastard was committed to toughing it out.

“Kark off,” Seventeen says. He sounds like his nose is completely stopped up, and it’s followed with a hacking, violent cough.

Then he goes terribly, terribly silent.

Colt scrambles around and finds the bastard’s gone and passed out. He’s still breathing, but it’s shaky and slow. Colt digs around the sheets for his arm, pressing his fingers along the veins to try and feel a pulse. Kark, kark, kark. “You are not allowed to die on me you piece of shit,” he snaps, his hands shaking as he has trouble finding it. But he was never the best at first aid. “Shab,” he mutters, and it may be the first time he’s spoken Mando’a since the war started.

Kark it. Seventeen can get mad at him later.

He pulls his former classmate out of the bunk and gets him on his back. This at least he was good at, in first aid. Carry dead weight.

Well, hopefully not dead.

He hauls Seventeen all the way to the infirmary and clings to his arm while the medic—some kid Gilamar trained ages ago and is still here to teach while he does his work with the hospitals—checks Seventeen over and gives him an antihistamine shot.

As Seventeen’s colour gets better, Colt feels himself calming down, but he still has his fingers pressed to Seventeen’s arm, feeling his pulse.

They can’t lose any more of their class.

#alpha 17 #arc trooper alpha 17 #clone commander colt #alpha class shenanigans #ladder rungs #my fanfiction #prompt fill

[booklindworm]

Mando'a Dialects in- and out-of-universe

Outgame (irl) there are several different versions of Mandoʻa: The Shadows of the Empire Soundtrack version (Notron Cant), the Republic Commando Soundtrack version (Jesse Harlin's text), the Old Republic version (as seen in SWtOR or KotOR), the Republic Commando Novels version (Karen Traviss' version), the Mandoa.org version (their forum members made up a lot of extra vocabulary), several different tumblr versions, and the Disney version (as in the TV-series Star Wars Rebels). They all have distinctive similarities (the Notron Cant is an exception), but unfortunately, they also all somewhat differ. Since Karen Traviss published her Mandoʻa version online, complete with a dictionary, the Mandoa.org version and most tumblr versions are based on her version. Her version in turn is vaguely based on Jesse Harlin's version-the first Mandoʻa on file, so to say. I myself see them as different dialects or development stages of the same language.

See, Karen Traviss' Mandoʻa and also most of Mandoa.org's Mandoʻa uses Basic (i.e. English) grammar with a Mandalorian vocabulary, so I call that version Soldiers' Pidgin. It's obviously (ingame) a creole language that came into existence after the Mandalorian diaspora. It is this Soldiers' Pidgin that Kal Skirata taught his children (the Nulls) and possibly also the language that the Alphas taught other, younger clones (e.g. the CC class or the ARC-troopers) as a "secret" language to hide from the Kaminoans. If it was used by the clones in such a way, the GAR should have its own dialect. The different internet versions of Mandoʻa all seem to be based on Karen Traviss' dictionary, so I see them as different dialects of the Soldiers' Pidgin. The same reasoning can be applied to Disney's Mandoʻa.

The language of Vode An, Graʻtua Cuun, Darasuum Kote, etc. on the other hand uses a grammar that differs from Basic. It is an older form of Mandoʻa, probably the Mandoʻa spoken on Mandaʻyaim before the Excision - seven-hundred years ago. It's a lot more interesting (for me, at least). I propose calling it Classic Mandoʻa. It has its own grammar; it has a similar vocabulary as Soldiers' Pidgin, but with distinct and sometimes varying pronunciations (sometimes depending on the rhyme or rhythm of the song); it has a lot of epitaphs and kennings and references and can have very flowery phrasing. It's used, in or around the time of Palpatine's Empire, predominantly in older songs and poems. An irl-equivalent could be Shakespearean English.

We can probably view the (archaic) tOR version as vaguely translated into modern Mandoʻa (Soldiers' Pidgin, probably) since there is exactly no way that the language changes so little in over 3000 years. I also propose that the Basic back then has very few similarities to the Basic that's spoken during the Skywalker Wars.

Missing is a sort of current, modern version of Classic Mandoʻa. I think that is (sadly) very realistic. A society that is so broken up by something like orbital bombardment would likely, over the centuries, develop several different creole versions and try to keep their original language as unchanged as possible, leading to exactly the combination described above.

Here are some other people's thoughts:

#star wars #mando'a #meta #conlang

[vodika-vibes]

Vodika, my beloved, I'm so sorry I didn't drop this in when you first opened your event, but yesterday was probably the craziest day I have had at work in a long time, then I had obligations in the evening, and I didn't get home until 11pm which was already way past my bedtime 😂

I digress... I am here now to congratulate you on your 400 followers!!! They're all so well-deserved. I get a little teary-eyed just thinking about when you first started out 🥹 Then you wrote that Alpha-17 fic request, and you sky-rocketed into the atmosphere! I'm so proud of you, darling 💚💚💚

Without further ado, my request goes a little something like this... For my bouquet, may I have Purple Lilacs and Calla Lillies wrapped in a beautiful pink ribbon? And for my pairing, perhaps a Five x Fem!Reader where Fives has fallen head over heels for the reader and wants to impress her?

I'm thinking sweet, soft, and romantic vibes, with just a hint of nerves, a dash of overthinking, and a pinch of embarrassment.

I'm so excited and can't wait to see what you come up with!!! I know it will be wonderful and amazing, just like you 😘

Please and thank you, with love,

@the-bad-batch-baroness

It Could Be Love

Summary: You are going on your first date with Fives

Pairing: ARC Trooper Fives x F!Reader

Word Count: 1035

Warnings: Fluff. Like cotton candy levels of fluff

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

Prompts: Calla Lilies - Beauty and Magnificence; Purple Lilacs - first love

A/N: 🥺BAABE! You say that nicest things to me! I'm so glad that you sent a request! That you always send requests! Especially since I started writing fics in the first place because of how kind you were to me at that beginning! ❤️❤️❤️I hope you enjoy your Fives fluff!

Nervously you card your fingers through your hair as you watch yourself in the mirror. You twist this way and that, looking for any flaws and imperfections with your outfit, before you exhale and smooth your skirt.

You have a date.

No. To be more specific. You have a date with the most attractive man you’ve ever met in your life, and you’re incredibly anxious about it.

Fives is handsome and confident, with a natural charisma that is insanely attractive, and you still can’t really believe that he asked you, of all people, out.

What if you say the wrong thing? What if Fives doesn’t like your outfit? What if your reservation is canceled? What if he’s not that interested-?

No. No, you’re borrowing trouble.

If he wasn’t interested, he wouldn’t have asked you out.

You’re just overthinking everything.

You take a deep steadying breath, and look over your outfit one more time. A white sundress with a pink sash, and a matching pink ribbon braided through your hair and matching pink sandals. 

It’s a cute ensemble, casual enough that you’re comfortable in it, but class enough that you can get away with wearing it at all but the most high end restaurants. 

You glance at your chrono, and your stomach flips with anxious excitement.

Fives should be here shortly.

You slip out of your bedroom, and head to the front door to slide your sandals on, just as the doorbell rings. 

You take a moment, just a moment, to take a deep breath to settle your nerves, and then you hit the button next to the door. And then you favor the man on the other side of the door with a bright smile, “Fives! You’re early.”

He is, by about fifteen minutes. But you don’t mind, the more time you spend with him the happier you’ll be, after all.

He laughs, and rubs the back of his neck, “Yeah, sorry. I’ve actually been waiting outside for about thirty minutes.” Fives admits. “I’m a little…eager.”

You move to the side and silently invite him in, “You didn’t have to wait outside, Fives. I would have been more than happy to let you wait inside.” You say warmly, “But it is nice to know that I’m not the only one eager.”

He flashes a grin at you, and you feel your heart skip a beat. It really isn’t fair how handsome he is. 

“You look beautiful, Mesh’la.” Fives says then, lifting his hand to lightly brush his fingers against the pale pink ribbon in your hair, “I feel underdressed now.”

Your face heats at his compliment, “Thank you. I bought the whole outfit specifically for this date. Is it too much, do you think?”

“No. No, it’s perfect.” He says immediately, and then a sly grin crosses his face, “You bought a whole outfit, just to show off for me?”

“When you say it like that it sounds weird,” You say sheepishly.

“I’m flattered. You didn’t have to. You would have been just as stunning in jeans and a tee shirt…or a burlap sack.” Fives says cheerfully, “I would have looked underdressed either way.”

“I think you look very nice,” You say with a shake of your head. And he does. Somehow he managed to get his hands on a set of civilian clothes, and is wearing a nice dark blue button down shirt, and black slacks. He looks amazing, actually.

“Thanks. They were a gift. From Senator Amidala and General Skywalker.”

You shoot him an odd look, “I wasn’t aware you were so close to Senator Amidala.” You finish sliding your sandals on, and then smile up at him.

“Yeah, I didn’t either. But apparently my brothers have loud mouths, and she found out about this date from General Skywalker.” He pushes his fingers through his curls, “Imagine my surprise when I got woken up this morning because Senator Amidala and her Handmaidens were giving me a makeover.”

You giggle, “Well, you look amazing.”

“I now have more clothes than I know what to do with.” Fives says with a sigh, though there’s an amused glimmer in his eyes, “At least I’ll be able to stand next to you without embarrassing you.”

“I would never,” You reply, “You’re…” You falter as you try to think of the right word, “Magnificent.”

A startled laugh falls from his lips, “Is that right?”

Your face heats again, “That’s a weird compliment, isn’t it?”

He grins at you and offers you his hand, “No, beautiful. A little surprising, maybe, but I’m glad you think so highly of me.”

You take his hand and Fives grins at you as he gently twirls you, “Beautiful.”

“Me or the dress?”

“You, of course. The dress only enhances what’s already there.” Fives spins you again, “You know, we still have a bit of time before our reservation-”

“I know, I tried to get an earlier one-”

He shushes you with a press of his finger against your lips, “I’m not complaining, beautiful.” Fives reassures you with a gentle smile, “I’m wondering if you might be interested in dancing with me?”

You stare at him, startled, and then you duck your head, “I’d really like that.” You whisper shyly, before you glance up at his face.

Fives’ smile is soft, and he’s looking at you like he’s never seen anyone quite like you before. Slowly you reach up and slide your fingers against his cheek and his eyes slide shut.

“Fives?” You whisper.

“Hm?”

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, your voice barely a whisper in your quiet apartment.

“I’d like that a lot,” He replies, his voice just as soft.

You push up to stand on your toes, and he ducks his head just a little bit, and your lips ghost against his.

It’s a soft kiss. Shy and gentle, almost.

It ends as quickly as it begins, but Fives keeps his lips hovering just over yours. “You know,” He murmurs, “I could love you, if you let me.”

You smile at him, soft and loving, “Funny,” You whisper, “I was thinking the same exact thing.”

And then his lips are against yours again as he walks you deeper into your apartment.

#star wars #tcw #vodika-vibes follower event #arc trooper fives x reader #fives x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #F!reader fic #answered asks

[conceptofjoy]

im of the persuasion that alts of an alpha character still have the same classpect. a class having a MAIN character arc but also having splintering sub arcs that still fall under it. there would be more exploration of other aspects and how it interacts with theirs bc its not their duty to be a representation of it (davesprite, bgd, guardian dancestors, etc) but their arcs are still categorically that classpect. classpects rnt ridged labels and can be twisted to their environment.

#d talks #sounds improbable if you dont think of them as Characters first and foremost

[ungodly-amounts-of-godly-trauma]

wotw round 1

propaganda under the cut!

connor mckinley:

okay so basically prev propaganda but the part i wrote about the song where they repress their trauma. connor leads that song. so anyway connor is the district leader of the district nine mormons in uganda. during his song he talks about how he is gay and represses his gay thoughts forcibly (religious trauma wooo) but ANYWAY. so long story short post canon everyone characterizes him as some feminine gay twinkboy who is incapable of doing anything whereas people characterize kevin as some big strong alpha male who dominates him. its terrible. kevin is literally the one who has no special talents unless you count evangelizing which yes hes good at but only in america, once he gets to uganda he fails. CONNOR on the other hand was appointed a district leader position which means that he has a strong sense of leadership and is able to control a bunch of nineteen year old boys which takes a lot of mental strength. he also dances/takes dance class so you KNOW hes fit/athletic and you KNOW hes lifting the girls for routines so if either of them were going to be strong it would be connor. JUST BECAUSE HE WEARS PINK ONCE AND HAS A PART IN HIS SONG ABOUT BEING GAY AND SAYS "OH EM GOSH YOU GUYS" DOESNT MEAN HE IS INCAPABLE OF ANYTHING AT ALL!!!!!!! HE IS SO CAPABLE!!!!! DUDE REPRESSED EVERY NEGATIVE FEELING HE HAD AND HAD SO MUCH INTERNAL HATRED AND DEALT WITH HELLDREAMS EVERY NIGHT AND STILL TOOK LEAD OF A DOZEN 19 YEAR OLDS IN UGANDA. HE IS VERY VERY CAPABLE.

white:

ok since his twin is like the super edgy anarchist biker guy, people then go "okay and this is the sweeter softer one of the two <3." it doesn't help that like his story arc is him going from like a socially liberal centrist who doesn't understand systematic inequality to eventually you know, being an official part of the anarchist biker gang, because that means at the start when the gang was doing some more morally dubious things he went "guyssss we shouldn't do those things" and then people stuck with that and forgot that his opinion on such things changes. like his whole thing is being strategic and subtle while Black, his twin, is about dramatic public actions. like by the end he doesn't disagree with Black's methods, he just thinks manipulating things in such a manner to raise public support that doesn't alienate their cause from more moderate folks is important. he has diplomat training and cares about pr, he's not a pacifist.

also I feel like people erase his bisexuality a lot too because he's endgame with Sean and then also go and make him the uwu innocent one in their relationship. like babes are we forgetting the opening scene of him as an adult is after he hooked up with his girlfriend in Russia (that he might have been living with? unclear, it was only one scene). also don't forget that he made out with Eugene. he didn't have to do that. anyways he's not an uwu so innocent gay boy who has never progressed pass kissing before.

#tournament #connor mckinley #bomm #book of mormon musical #white #not me #wotw #round 1

[tesalicious2]

Clone Types

Each clone specialty is pretty much pre-determined from decanting. The bad batch doesn't apply

Troopers that use heavy weaponry like Hardcase and Thorn are 'heavy' class troopers, built stronger and have more muscle (think like football (american) players, they've got some meat on them). THey are the standard 6' 0".

Snipers like Longshot are called 'sleek' class troopers, built slim and trim, and two inches shorter at 5' 10. ARF troopers, 'scouts', are very similar only an inch shorter.

The Scuba troopers, 'scubas', are more lean and built for endurance. They are the standard 6' 0".

Heavy weapon troopers, 'gunners', are built very similar to 'heavy' class troopers, though at a height of 6' 2". However, their ears are modified to be more resistant to the loud noises of their cannons. Basically, they are born a little hard of hearing. Also, they do not have the same workout regime as the 'heavy' class to be more weighty so their bodies can absorb some of the shock; like rugby players, they've got a little fat on them.

Alpha class troopers were built with strength, stamina, endurance, and speed on max and at a height of 6' 4".

Flametroopers, 'burners', are also similar to 'heavy' troopers, with only an extra inch and more endurance. They are also modified to have thicker and tougher skin to combat the heat and burns.

Commandos are more built like ARCs, though capping out at 6' 3" and their stats turned to 75% rather than 100%.

The CCs are built just below Commandos, but receive more specialized and intense training compared to the Commandos.

#clone wars #clones #clone training #clone trooper training #clone types #clone trooper hardcase #sw tcw #tcw

[roseaesynstylae]

It goes without saying that the other ninety-nine Alphas are, to a man, extremely protective of 99. Even after Spar noped out of Kamino and the Republic, he's still drop everything if he heard that 99 was in trouble. There's a reason that, despite being the kind of easy target he loves, Dred Priest never fucks with 99. Well, aside from one nasty incident, but the Alphas' explosively violent reaction to said incident pounded the idea that he should leave their brother alone into his tiny mind.

#star wars #99 #clone trooper 99 #alpha arcs #alpha class arcs #i'm not tagging dred priest because he doesn't deserve it

[princeescaluswords]

I like Stiles as a character, but I often get frustrated by fanon diverging from canon, and the worst of it to me is the ways that Lydia treated by Stiles - as something he deserves, most notably when she kisses Scott and he's angry, which the fandom holds against Scott because apparently Lydia making choices means Scott is a bad friend - or in the scene when Lydia is high after the werewolf attack at the movie rental place, and the only thing that keeps Stiles from doing [something] is that Lydia calls out for Jackson rather than him.

I think Stiles is kind of a jerk, and I like him because of it, but the fanon Stiles used as a weapon to bludgeon canon Scott is... the dumbest thing in the fandom

Have you ever seen the frequent criticism on this site that certain people should have paid more attention in English class? This criticism arises from posts like the one I saw today, where a person was confessing that "people think Stiles is evil because he almost made out with Lydia while she was drugged up." I don't think Stiles is evil for doing that; it sounds like you don't think Stiles is evil. I've never actually heard anyone call him evil for almost giving into temptation. (The closest I've ever come to calling Stiles's evil is his behavior in Lies of Omission (5x09) and Status Asthmaticus (5x10) and I don't even go that far). What we do recognize that what he did in Lydia's bedroom in The Tell (1x05) wasn't the right way to behave.

Stiles's desire for Lydia is real and natural; it was his inability to recognize and respect proper boundaries that almost created a very bad situation. He did pull away when Lydia said Jackson's name; the realization that she was confused about who he was and not secretly attracted to him reminded him that his behavior wouldn't be the fulfillment of his desire but him taking advantage of her. It's a good scene that tells us about Stiles's weaknesses but also about his strengths: beyond the insecurity that leads him to fixate on the most unattainable girl in school and his constant disregard for proper boundaries, Stiles is a fundamentally decent human being.

So why do I, personally, bring up this scene when talking about Teen Wolf a lot? Stiles-stans (who are not really fans of Stiles but fans of Fanon Stiles or, more accurately, Self-Insert with a Stiles Name Tag) like to go on and on about how deficient a person Scott McCall, the lead protagonist, is because he was "obsessed" with Allison and lacrosse. They argue this to say why they 'dislike' him, but what they actually mean is that he shouldn't be the lead protagonist. But they never seem to remember Stiles's behavior when it comes to Lydia (or Derek's behavior when it comes to Paige or Liam's behavior when it comes to Hayden for that matter).

My position -- and I think the production shared this position -- is that Scott's desire to have a girlfriend and make first line on the lacrosse team is real and natural. However, his attempts to avoid recognizing and coping with the consequences of Peter's vicious assault could lead to very bad situations unless he took responsibility. Scott had to learn how to anchor himself -- which he did! He had to make sure he put what was truly important ahead of his relationship with Allison -- which he did!

I have always maintained that Teen Wolf is a bildungsroman, which is a story about children becoming adults. Throughout the series, Scott's growth is primary; he evolves from an asthmatic loser who feels like he sits on the sidelines of life into a True Alpha werewolf leading a war against those who would murder supernatural creatures out of self-interest. But he's not the only one to grow. Allison had her own story; Lydia had her own story; Derek had his own story (one of the best redemption arcs ever); and Stiles had his version of that story!

The problem is that there are a lot of people who didn't watch Teen Wolf as a story, but rather as raw material. They swooped in and picked up the parts that they wanted, like vultures devouring a carcass. They wanted Stiles and <insert white male love interest here> to be the focus of the show, as they were the focus of their interests, but they could do without the part where Stiles struggles to grow up. In response, they selected only the parts that fit their agenda. Thus, Scott becomes dull, obsessive, stupid, with a foolish no-kill rule, and an unearned hostility toward the Hale Family whom he shamelessly usurps, even though none of that description is remotely true. On the other hand, Stiles becomes the should-be valedictorian of his class, a master archmage, and a ruthless anti-hero ready to kill anyone to protect which ever white male character he loves this week, even though none of that description is remotely true.

Fandom, in the name of their own enjoyment, has boiled their understanding of the story down to "I don't like Scott" and "Stiles is not evil!" Nuanced takes like "Stiles had the courage to cross boundaries to protect others but that tendency also led him into some problematic actions" and "Scott didn't start out a heroic protagonist; he only embraced the mantle when he realized that the threats he had to face didn't care that he and his friends were teenagers." become difficult for them to understand and unpleasant for them to process, because they only really want Power Fantasy Stiles and Bad Friend Scott. Those bits and pieces fit into the pre-existing tropes that bring them pleasure. It's the limitations that frustrate them, not Teen Wolf's.

#stiles stilinski #scott mccall #scott mccall defense squad #teen wolf fandom problems #fandom racism

[mandalorianbrainweasel]

PACT

I’d really love to see some Alpha class content, so I’m sending you a few options, if that’s alright?

from the ways to say I Love You list:

11) checking your phone late at night and see them go online the moment you open their message (O’Niner/&any other Alpha) maybe he’s on Rishi?

or 23) adjusting the pace they walk in so you can walk comfortably together (Ninety-Nine & any other Alpha)

from the Casual Affection list:

taking a photo of the other smiling or in their element (Fordo/Seventeen)

Hope one of these sparks joy 🥰

I may end up doing the Fordo17 later but. These two are enough for now 😌

***

“It’s been a while since you’ve come here,” a creaking, battered voice says, behind Maze.

Maze turns, just slightly, and sighs. “Hello, Ninety-Nine.”

The hunched figure of his younger classmate makes his way over. “Su cuy gar, Maze.” The words sound unpractised. Probably, they are. The only other Alphas here regularly are Colt, Havoc, and Blitz, and it sounds like they’ve been avoiding Mando’a. And possibly Ninety-Nine.

The first isn’t surprising. A lot of the younger Alphas are the ones that disliked Bajir the most. Or...maybe less disliked and more felt betrayed and wanted more affection. Ninety-Nine and Spar were the favourites, after all, but the older of the Alphas were far more likely to also imprint on Spar’s particular brand of attachment to Bajir Fett’s culture. So many words they didn’t know spilled from his mouth, but eventually they got there. Ninety-Nine too.

That’s the difference between them and most of the younger classmates: it stopped being about Bajir Fett, even for the ones of their class that liked him, and it started being about Spar.

“How are you doing, Nini?” Maze asks fondly.

Ninety-Nine may appear old and weak, but he has sharp eyes and a sharp mind. “Twix,” he says, managing to get a sense of warning into his voice.

Maze smiles. “How is Kamino?”

A dark look passes over Ninety-Nine face, temporarily overshadowing his typically cheerful mask. “I hate it here.”

Maze grunts. “Kitchens?”

Ninety-Nine nods his ascent and the two begin to make their way to the kitchens. They’re maybe halfway through the labyrinth of halls before he says, “You’re doing it again.”

Maze makes a questioning noise.

“You all,” he pauses and grimaces, “most of you. You shorten your strides when you walk with me. I don’t need your pity.”

Maze sighs. “It’s not pity.”

“Then what is it?”

“Respect.” They turn the last hall to the kitchen. “I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t respect you. Just like how I wouldn’t be here right now if I didn’t respect you. The GAR is wasting you, here.”

Ninety-Nine gives him a look of deep suspicion. “Why are you here, Maze?”

“I want your eyes on something,” he admits easily. “I can’t take you out of here...but I can at least get your advice on some of the nonsense I’m doing from Coruscant.”

There’s a long silence as they enter the empty kitchen.

Then: “Alright, I’ll help you.”

“I do wish I could do more, Ninety-Nine.”

He’s rewarded with a tense smile.

#the alpha class #arc captain maze #alpha 26 #I think both of these are in ladder rungs verse so #ladder rungs #ninety nine #clone trooper ninety nine #alpha class shenanigans

[mamuzzy]

Maze's alpha class thighs, Fox's CC class booty and Fives' ARC trained tiddies.

#i think about them a lot #alpha-26 maze #commander fox #arc trooper fives

[wantonlywindswept]

fox & rex ficbit

finally wrote some tcw! whoo.

tbh not entirely sure where this is headed (a lie: i know exactly where i want this to end up, and it is with alpha-17 storming coruscant in a fit of protective rage and also murder) and atm it’s just a lot of exposition ideas because...i still have no real solid feel for the characters?? so i’m kind of working through that.

it is exhausting. star wars fanon you are exhausting. why can my brain not just write with the tropes and be done with it

anyway basically rex and fox are alpha-17′s feral children/brothers/students/?? because all three of them are competent chaos gremlins. set vaguely after geonosis but before the GAR is actually properly structured, bc if star wars doesn’t know what its timeline is then why the hell should i

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Growing up on Kamino, Rex and Fox had three things in common: a taste for the popularly-loathed blue carbohydrate cubes, an unstoppable compulsion to always be the best at anything they did, and the extremely dubious honor of being Alpha-17's favorites.

Fox was one of the earlier Command Class clones decanted, the eldest of a batch that boasted Wolffe, Gree, Bly, and Cody: possibly the strongest CC batch that Kamino would ever produce. He came out with a massive chip on his shoulder and left his tact in his tube, and made a sport of talking back to every single trainer in the Cuy'val Dar--which was why he once spent two weeks in Medical with broken ribs, a punctured lung, and Dred Priest's bootprints on his chest.

On the other hand, Rex came from a CT batch that was nearly flushed for genetic deviation, and of the original five, only he and Crys made it past cadet training. He clawed to the top of all his training modules fueled by fear and spite, and did everything by the book to avoid any kind of attention that might further mark him as defective: he kept his head down and his mouth shut, no matter what he actually thought about things.

Alpha's ARC training was good for the both of them, in the end: it taught Rex how to speak his mind, and it taught Fox how to shut the fuck up.

"15 - 5," Alpha announced cheerfully, leaning on his training staff without even the slightest indication of being tired. Fox, flat on his back at Alpha's feet, wheezed something that might have been a curse.

"I'm starting to think that those 5 were a fluke," Rex said blandly. 

Fox's next growl was definitely a curse, and he lifted trembling hands to sign something insulting and anatomically improbable in Rex's direction.

"Go on, stop whining into my mats," Alpha said, nudging Fox in the side with his foot. "It's time for me to beat the other little brat into the ground."

Rex watched, snickering, as Fox very clearly struggled to keep from offering Alpha a similar insult. 

It was good that he was finally developing a sense of self-preservation.

It was just the three of them left in the gym, long after most sane troopers retreated to lick their wounds and get some kind of rest before they did the same thing all over again tomorrow. Even Fox's certifiably unhinged batch had abandoned them after a couple hours of extra training; most of the CCs had been tagged for the ARC classes, but some were taking to it with a little more enthusiasm than others.

Fox peeled himself off the floor, using his staff as a crutch as he staggered to the deceptive safety outside of the training ring. He passed Rex along the way; his encouraging pat on the shoulder turned into more of an uncoordinated smack to the side of the head, which Rex magnanimously decided to forgive on account of knowing he'd probably need Fox's help standing up later. 

Alpha was brutal, and relentless, and more than a little bit of a dick, but he wasn't cruel. He pushed them hard, taught them everything he knew, and if sometimes Rex caught him looking at them like he was worried they'd vanish the moment they left his sight, well. 

The campaign on Geonosis had been a hell of a debut. They'd lost thousands of brothers, and now they were all on edge waiting for their official postings. There was no telling where they'd end up next. 

Fox would undoubtedly be deployed where the fighting was the heaviest; he came off Geonosis with a dossier of accolades and a near-spotless string of victories. The rest of his batch had done equally well--all save Cody, who'd been unwillingly left behind on Kamino with a grade three concussion and a broken orbital bone, courtesy of one of Isabet Reau's battle circles.

Rex was probably destined for something similar. He'd performed well enough that he was guaranteed an officer commission, and he'd been all but adopted into the Command class after taking control of a battalion that had lost their commanding officer. It would be an absolute waste to not send him to the front lines.

Once ARC training was over, once they got their assignments and shipped out, it was entirely possible this would be the last time that Alpha saw them both alive.

With that cheery thought in mind, Rex spun the staff in his hands, met Alpha's grim expression with a sharp nod, and launched himself into the ring.

(Later, after Alpha dumped them both in the showers and ordered them not to drown, Fox gave him so much shit for only managing to win three matches out of twenty. But he also hauled Rex into the closer barracks that he shared with his batch, shoved him into the empty bed, and immediately passed out on him, which was enough of a comfort that Rex figured he could put off his vengeance for later. 

Maybe in the morning.

Maybe after they came back from the war, and they could prove to Alpha that he hadn't just sent them off to die.)

#tcw #tcw fanfiction #commander fox #captain rex #alpha-17 #i have the looming sense of dread #that this is one of those fandoms #where i'm going to have to change my mental characterizations from story to story #which drives me ABSOLUTELY crazy #but detangling canon and fanon and personal headcanon is goddamn exhausting #like do i want to write soft family feels? #or do i want fox and wolffe having competitive angry hatesex? #(i say) #(like i have the willpower to bother writing smut anymore) #maybe the characterizations will settle if i write them more idk #ANYWAY #also i have STILL not finished actually watching tcw #what is my life even #cunning and courage

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Art by @ninjigma Seen in: Setting Suns AU, which is a Sith Obi-Wan AU. Also seen in: Aay'han—Mournful Celebration.

Clone Unit Alpha-110 “Kit”

From the logbooks of Nala Se Scientist #1401— Lead Manager of the Advanced Mutations Projects.

Scientific Ministry has decided to elevate my position to Lead Manager of the Advanced Mutations Projects. This promotion has afforded me an opportunity to access the genetic codebook of my peers, without sacrificing my own codes. Some have been resistant, but the ministry has been insistent, especially as the war drew to a close. At the time, we were unaware of any future where production of the Clones would be scaled back so significantly. Without livable tissue from the Fett Prime Donor, we have been forced to push the bounds of our abilities to clone further. At this time, we have been forced to repair genetic gaps with our older units. Ideally, Alpha-01, known as “Boba Fett,” would be the next best choice. However, he remains in custody with the Republic, and we are unable to secure access to the subject. Obviously, Alpha-00, known as “Omega,” candidacy as a donor subject remains inviable due to unit’s extreme distance from the agreed upon genetic template for our base model Fett Clone. Alpha-class Clones still remain our next best choice. Reviews of successful A-units narrowed one of our prime candidates down to unit A-77. Created by Ulni Drayris (Scientist #1033), developed the A-77-X iterative Template in pursuit of similar traits as I pursued for the Alpha-00 template.

(See attached notes for further comparisons between Project A-00-X and A-77-X.)

Project A-00-X was further used in the development of other projects. (Review Project A-00-75-XX, -13, -89-03) Similarly, Project A-77-X has been the progenitive temple used with several other projects and units, some of whom have been successful operatives in the field. (Review Units #01-1010, #27-5555)

NOTE: Unit #27-5555 has been terminated for classified reasons. Though, I protest the unit’s reclassification as a failure, as the subject showed impressive intellectual skills and remained true to the Clone’s operative base.

Additionally, our stock of Alpha-class units have been nearly depleted, same as our field-deployed Advanced Recon Commando. With fewer and fewer units derivative units made from the codes used for our Alpha-units, we have seen critical drops in suitable candidates for our ARC Cadet Corps. The commandant of our Clone Cadet Corps, Unit A-17, has informed me and the ministry that is tactically ill-advised; I have decided to put my weight behind his protests to the Ministry’s complacence on this matter. With this all these concerns in mind and my new liberty as the lead scientist of the AMP Department, I have opened up Project A-00-100-X.

FOLLOW-UP #1:

As of this log, Ulni Drayris has worked with me on Project A-00-100-X. Our first twenty units are gestating at this time, and the genetic code sequences look very promising.

Note: I have extended Unit A-00’s lab duties, and she has been my assistant on this project. This is an excellent opportunity to prove the intellectual viability of the Alpha subjects. To further her education, I have also assigned her duties in the matter of human reproduction and infancy. Her drive for self-education continues to please me, and I will encourage her curiosity. Hopefully, this will prove to the Ministry further application of human Clones—I find them to be quite fascinating and curious.

FOLLOW-UP #2.1:

Project Unit A-00-100-14 appears to be the most promising product of the project. Project Unit A-00-100-10 unfortunately does not appear to be as promising; it is exhibiting the same signs our early Alpha-class and Production units exhibited. Omega has informed me that humans call this a “failure to thrive.” Most unfortunate.

Personal Note: I confess… distressing to witness so close at hand. The sounds are truly… disturbing.

FOLLOW-UP #2.2.1:

Curiously, Commandant Alpha-17 has elected to take custody of Project Unit A-00-100-10. The infant subject is responding to the additional human care and exposure. I have convinced the ministry to allow this to expand our observation

Personal Note: It is quite pleasant to observe Omega express the innate drive to pass knowledge onto others as she instructs Alpha-17 in the means of care for a human infant. Though Seventeen would have never been considered for one of our nursery Clones to care for the infants, his signature determination has been redirected towards this endeavor. Fascinating.

FOLLOW-UP #2.2.2:

Project Unit A-00-100-14 has been redesignated to Alpha-114; it is currently in quarantine in my personal laboratory. Much to the surprise of many, Project Unit A-00-100-10 has managed to survived to its third month. Though, based on the behavioral history of Units #01-1010, this should not have been a surprise to anyone, including myself. Now that the infant has survived to this critical stage and even though we have elected to delay the infant’s immune system replacement due to concerns over survival probabilities, it has been given the designation Alpha-110.

FOLLOW-UP #2.2.2:

Alpha-17 has decided to unofficially name Alpha-110 “Kit,” which is a reference to what Alpha-17 believes are traits shared between Alpha-110 and Unit #01-1010’s temperament. A “kit” is the name for an infant fox-vulpes.

Personal Note: I do concur with Seventeen that Kit is tenacious, even if still remarkably small.

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Log Entry:

Project Unit A-00-75-67 has been killed in the line of duty. NOTE: This unit has always been referenced as other designations in past logs.

(See A-67, CC-7567)

Personal Note: This is highly unfortunate.

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Log Entry:

Alpha-00 has been taken by experimental Clone Unit #99.

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Log Entry:

Alpha-17 has gone AWOL and taken Alpha-110 with him.

Personal Note 1: I am alone now.

Personal Note 2: I do still have Alpha-114, though he refuses to talk.

In Summary: Alpha-77 and Fox are just about twins, just... with a time delay. Alpha-110 is a late-made little Clone that nearly dies in infancy, but Alpha-17 adopts the skrunky fella.

But this is Kit.

This is based on an amalgamation of several AU versions. Kit’s personality stays the same. 100% skrunky.

#clone troopers #alpha-17 #swtcw #original clone troopers #original clone characters #the clone wars #clone wars fanart #swtcw fanart #swtcw oc #bucket's ocs #kilt gets gifts #clone oc: kit #clone oc: alpha110