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cienie-isengardu · 11 months

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My RepCom Musing: if there were (clone) strills everything would be much better

For me, the biggest missed opportunity & disappointment of the Republic Commando story is that NO ONE APPARENTLY CAME UP WITH IDEA TO CLONE MIRD. And I swear, everyone would be better off with strill puppies (kittens?) around. Like seriously. Vau? Mird is what kept Vau alive and happy for decades and is literally what makes Vau soft and caring. Now multiply Mird and Vau won’t magically change from hardened veteran & harsh training sergeant into overprotective, overemotional dad, sure, but it would definitely make it easier for him to show his care and deeply hidden emotions once each squad of his batch gets a cute lil clone!Mird to take care of (and be taken care of in return). Can you imagine all the cadets’ excitement and wonder for their own strill, for the unconditional love and loyalty of an highly intelligent and smart animal and for the Vau’s trust given alongside it? All the things boy!Vau must feel at some point too, when he was stuck with an abusive family or shortly after leaving them and be on his own in an unknown, uncaring galaxy? Can you imagine him swarmed by the puppies and clones with a thousand and one question on how to deal with strill so he could unleash all his love for Mird on everyone around?

Or Atin, after losing his first batch mates? Or even after Geonosis? No point for violence when you can drop an emotional support animal on a hurt, depressed human being. Deltas too could benefit from lil Mird. What could be better than a strill for emotionally stunted people with even more an emotionally shut down trainer? Beside the whole long-term therapy, I mean.

Jango too should get a strill, the man is like one, walking trauma and Boba would be better to hang out with a loyal pet than Aurra Sing or other assholes.

Where is a cute lil clone!Mird for each squad of Vau’s batch, I demand to know?! A loyal strill to make everything better? WHY NONE OF YOU in-universe SMARTASS THOUGHT TO GIVE MIRD A BUNCH OF SMALL PUPPIES (KITTENS) TO MAKE KAMINO A BIT BETTER PLACE FOR THE STRILL, VAU AND CLONE CADETS? Everyone would be mentally healthier!

Well maybe beside Kal who could have a heart attack once Jaing brought the strill puppy or two or a whole pack and Skirata was forced to explain how that happened to overprotective Vau & Mird XDDD

UNLESS Vau wanted to do so but Kaminoans, remembering that this animal hunts them down out of boredom decided FUCK NO. Then I will accept the canon as it is, but only then…

(I do remember Vau sicing Mird on Ordo in book canon but I will admit I do not have a clue what was the point of this action besides making us, readers, to dislike Walon on the spot. I mean, killing people and physically trashing cadets? Sure, it makes sense within his characterization. But using Mird like that without any logical reason and just for fun? Nah, I will pass. Like Ordo lacked trauma and reasons to dislike strill and Vau when Kal had plenty of his own complaints about Walon to pass to his kids.)

#star wars #walon vau #mird #strills #clone troopers #republic commando book series #my repcom musing #everyone would be better if there was emotional support strill for the traumatized Atin & Deltas & Vau's other boys #though if vau came up with cloning mird he should charge the Republic extra cost for terapeutic presence of strills #i'm of course half joking with this idea but really more Mird (strills) would make everything much better #animals are awesome emotional support and repcom is full of traumatized people #but also the image of lil jaing keeping bringing strill after strill to kal's horror is so precious to me #of course in timeline when ordo has not be attacked by mird on vau's whim #also i would be less harsh about this scene with vau sicking mird on ordo IF he actually keep doing similar stuff in later books #i would hate it with passion but at least it would feel like his bad habit not a one time scene just to make readers hate Vau #on the spot and side with Kal as the “dad” only to ignore skirata's long list of flaws and fuck ups

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wanderinginksplot · 10 months

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Cad Bane

Cad Bane is considered by many to be the best (and most widely feared) bounty hunter in the galaxy. With a fierce attitude and a lack of attachment to anything other than his service droid (though Bane will tell anyone that Todo 360 is nothing more than a nuisance), Cad Bane seems to be totally without weakness.

The Bounty - Coruscant isn’t Cad Bane’s favorite place to hunt down a bounty. Things only get worse when a gutter rat tries to steal from him. (Cad Bane x fem!oc. Romantic, but in a Bane sort of way.)

The Bounty (Part Two) - Time has passed. Oche and Bane are working together, and he’s irritated to find out just how much she’ll risk to finish a job.

The Meeting - no reader character - 1.4k words. The first time Hondo meets Aurra Sing. Featuring Jango Fett, Zam Wesell, and Cad Bane. (Lightly ties into the first part of The Bounty)

#star wars #star wars the clone wars #star wars the bad batch #star wars fanfiction #cad bane #star wars oc #cad bane x fem!oc #wanderinginksplot's masterlist #masterlist #masterlist update #ink's fics

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rexxdjarin · 2 years

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Congrats on Chapter 11 babes 🥳 can't wait to read!! 💖

Now (Boba) thots/prompts you say?

May I humbly request some more of reader and Boba from your Afflictions fic? I'm obsessed with them 😭

I hope you love it!!💕

And listen …. Afflictions!Reader is a bounty hunter baddie I love her I can absolutely give more of their dynamic

“Bet you’ve slept with the whole bar.” You remarked at him from across the sabaac table filled with all sorts of bounty hunting elites.

“You don’t want to know, Princess.” He replied back, a smug smile greeting you as he revealed his hand and dragged the pile of winning chips on the table toward himself.

Fellow bounty hunting friends of his celebrated his win and congratulated him with shots of spotchka on the house. Bossk and Dengar planning to get particularly drunk off Boba’s win. They all thought he’d totally schooled you and one-upped the best female bounty hunter since Aurra Sing.

But they didn’t know the real truth. Boba and you had been playing your own little dating game for close to a year now. This was all elaborate role play of arguing and teasing that led to your usual mind blowing intimacy later. The more believable the tension was the better the sex was afterwards.

“Well my former conquests know better than to go blabbing about it if they want to live.” You raised your brows suggestively, placing an even higher wager than Boba did on the next round.

Boba shot you a sickly grin like he knew damn well all the things he could say about you. All the things you’d let him do to you. Would totally destroy your carefully constructed ruthless warrior image. You almost wanted him to start bragging. You were the best he’d ever had, he told you enough times. You kinda wished he would brag about that.

“I do like a dangerous woman.” Boba shamelessly flirted, flicking his cards across the table. “If my hand wins, what do you say I take you as my prize?”

You shot him a totally unamused glare, biting your cheek to keep from kicking him under the table. Instead of yelling at him for treating you like a trophy, you took a deep breath and gave him your prettiest smile. “I say I’d take that bet. But if I win, you have to get me off this rock and let me pilot your ship.”

Boba’s face scrunched in anger, trying his best to seem impersonal even though he knew you were just trying to get a rise out of him. He told you a thousand times before, no one touches his ship but his own two hands. To your surprise, he gritted his teeth and nodded. “Fine. It’s a bet then.”

The tension at the table was palpable. The other on lookers at the sabaac table probably just thought it was because they were both such high stakes bets. But you and Boba both knew that the tension was from far more than that. It was brewing as you bit back at each other, tit for tat, card by card, credit by credit. Neither of you seemed ready to break on the outside.

Yet one look in Boba’s deep brown eyes told you everything. He was probably hard as rock under that beskar codpiece of his. This was driving him crazy and he was soon going to grow tired of waiting to get what he wanted. For once, he was the impatient one. “Ready to give in, Princess? Can’t wait to see the look on your face when you lose.” He teased, arching an eyebrow at you as he chuckled almost menacingly.

Cocky fucker. But you had a perfect hand and there’s no way he did too. Your own eyes blazed with desire as the knowledge you’d won already began settling in and excitement and knowing you’d both get something you wanted tonight.

You stood up, the front of your top revealing just the right amount of cleavage that you knew would have Boba gasping for air, and revealed your hand flat on the table. You slammed it down with a triumphant and seductive giggle, “guess you’ll have to find out after you let me pilot, you bastard.”

You spun around on your heels, the sound of raucous gamblers, smugglers and bounty hunters laughing at the notorious Boba Fett for being toppled by a pretty and deviously wicked woman. You heard him groan, the clatter of his armor filling the room as he stood up from the table.

You felt him hot on your trail behind you, a puff of hot breath from his annoyed huffing blowing past your neck. “Either way we’re both winning you know.” He hissed in a threateningly low whisper.

“Oh yeah? How’s that?” You grinned, knowing exactly where this was going.

“Because after the way you acted back there, the only way I’m letting you pilot that ship is if you do it riding my lap, little brat. Now hurry onto the ship before I take you right here.” He muttered, stepping into the hangar where his ship was and urging me forward quickly.

You folded your arms and rolled your eyes, taking in the very visibly aroused sight of your ineffably attractive and inexplicably confusing boyfriend. “Fine.” You sighed, stopping to run your hand over his shoulders. “But only if you call me dangerous again.”

He swallowed hard and swept you off your feet into his arms. “Deal.”

#afflictions!reader x boba fett #boba fett x reader #boba fett x you #empire!boba #empire!boba fett

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xinambercladx · 1 year

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"Figment" Ch1: Credits and Copper

Rating: T Characters: Cad Bane, Darth Sidious, Darth Maul (mentioned). Summary: Cad Bane waits for a Sith Lord's holocall, and a possible job. Little does he know the rabbit hole it will send him down. -------------------------------------------------------------- The promise of fame and fortune often leads to infamy and misfortune.

22 BBY

First year of the Clone Wars.

It was a living night on the cold streets of Coruscant. The central hub of the galaxy creaked from the rust and the rot, greased by blood and sweat of the lower classes to churn the cream of society to the top. And down, down below the underbelly growled from hunger and greed and bloodlust and ambition. The city dwellers who had dreams of leaving never left, and those that did always returned. The hum of neon signs and whistling air speeders was a sick tune of narcissism playing nursery rhymes with hope. The sky of stars was choked out by the air pollution and lights of the city, and those that dared to look up only saw the crushing thousand levels of concrete and durasteel above ever looming.

Cad Bane stared out the window, rolling a toothpick in his mouth. From the darkly lit room he stared out to the neon lit city, the underbelly of Corucant. Speeders zipped by pedestrians. Between him and the next skyscraper was undoubtedly an endless chasm reaching down to the 500 level, only crossable by bridge. He wasn’t in the most depraved levels of the city-wide planet, but not in a nice level either. The Hole was a seedy hotel that rented out an apartment to him whenever he visited the planet. The Hole was a favorite of bounty hunters for its discretion, and was a carefully guarded secret among them for that very reason, as they themselves often bounties on their own heads. The walls were stained, but thankfully free of mold and mildew. He stayed here because amenities were available for cooking if needed, washing if needed, a bed for sleeping, if he could fall asleep at all. There was even a computer with full access to the holonet and holoprojector to boot. The projector had ceased communication with a client with a potential assignment, much to his chagrin. The mysterious client had somehow gotten his direct line of communication some months before and had sent him to kill Jedi, secure bases of operations like Bilbringi Depo once belonging to a Hutt. Killing a Hutt was an offense that would have put an even larger bounty on his head than Bane already had. The client had asked for no evidence left behind, for which he was somewhat thankful for not bringing more heat to himself, but also rued the fact his reputation wouldn’t grow from boasting about it.

“Bilbringi Depot is secured,” Bane said when the job was completed. He brushed off his hat from the short lived skirmish. His battle droids loaded into his ship, theSleight of Hand.

“You have done well, Bounty Hunter. I trust you left no evidence of your work,” the hooded man said, hands oddly hovering in front of him as if ready to grasp the air.

“I never leave a mess unless I’m paid to leave a mess. I’m a professional,” Bane assured, giving the Durosian equivalent to a wink.

The hooded man had seemed pleased, a wry grin curling over not quite perfect, human teeth. “Payment has been transferred to your account. I shall contact you when I next require your services.”

Bane had begun to make clients jump through several hoops little more than ten years ago. A new client, who went by the simple name “Maul”, had hired him to help kidnap a Jedi Padawan from an auction house on Nar Shadaa, another city planet with a less admirable reputation. Bane, Aurra Sing, and their teammate were hired for little more than being patsies, a distraction as this Maul snuck a peek at the asset. They all ended up being hunted by the very auctioneers their were steeling the Padawan from and in the end the job was barely worth saving the Zabrak’s hide, with the Jedi nowhere to be seen. “The Jedi has met her fate,” was all Maul uttered on the matter as they flew away from Nal Hutta’s moon.Dead, Bane assumed. Maul paid Bane’s crew their fees. Bane decided if he had to jump through hoops to get paid, his services were worth more and worth protecting from nonsensical clients. Clients now had to be referred by previous clients. Perhaps more hoops were needed.

Normally Bane didn’t care who the client was as long as he got paid. This hooded client had proven to be a lucrative one, with tasks of particularly tricky goals. He had to admit, they were rather fun. When this Darth Sidious contacted him again as promised Bane couldn’t help but be curious what the job would entail next. Before the hooded man could begin explaining, he said, “Just a moment” and the feed was cut short. Bane scoffed, his curiosity left hanging. A title like Darth meant he was a Sith Lord. The Jedi were obsessed with finding Dooku and his dark partner. Here Bane was simply minding his own business and the Sith had contacted him for help. He wondered what the job was. There was a familiarfeelto this man. It was a lurking sense of danger that got under the skin. Cad Bane lazily walked to the window. He adjusted the wide brimmed hat he was still wearing after returning. He leaned on the sill, staring off into the distance, waiting.

Bane fiddled with the toothpick, cleaning a bit of sinew that had gotten stuck between his fang and side incisor. The nerf kebabs had hit the spot. The meat had been perfectly grilled and drenched in a delicious, peppery sauce. He had gotten it in celebration of job he had completed not six hours ago. The Bengal Barbecue kiosk had opened recently and quickly developed a fan following. There had been a massive line, sometimes trailing around the street corner most days of the week. He had wanted to try it after smelling the sizzling meat stand several times on previous visits, but never had the time to wait in line. The comfortable weight in his stomach sac confirmed it was well worth it. Bane could see the stand across the street. The line was gone as the kiosk closed for the night. The lights flicked off and the Weequay pit master walked home. Bane silently wished the entrepreneur success. He liked the kebabs, and fully intended on giving the Weequay more of his credits.

Soon the pit master was lost in the distance and passing crowds. Bane’s large eyes focused on a new sign above where the pit master disappeared. The display, easily four times the size of a speeder, morphed between greens and blues, switching from trees to ocean. Words scrolled along the bottom, advertising Alderaan and several other vacation planets. It was subtle though. The footage replayed and he watched, wondering why he liked it. The shapes of trees waving in the wind somehow morphed into seaweed, which morphed into waves, which morphed into rolling clouds. The nature scenes starkly contrasted with the constructed buildings around it, so no wonder his red eyes seemed to be transfixed by it. Whoever had edited the footage was gifted. The footage replayed. Water pattered on rooftops, rivers swirled, and waves crashed on black cliffs. Trees stretched across a blue sky. Seaweed waved in shallow pools morphed into fields of grass waving in the wind. A stream of long hair shined in the sun, and there was a smile warmer than the sun could ever…

A dim blue light lit up behind him. The old voice of the hooded man croaked, “Excuse the interruption.” Bane was snapped out the daydream, the voice grating his ears. “As I was saying, Bounty Hunter, I am in need of your services.”

Bane returned to the here and now, the recurring client, potentialjob. “I’mlistenin’,” Bane spoke curtly, half thinking the job better be worth the wait like the kebabs had been. He flicked his toothpick into the corner rubbish bin.

“I need a Jedi… Holocron.”

“To get a Holocron I’ll need to break in to de Jedi Temple. It’s impossible… not to mention,deadly,” Bane explained, not missing a beat. He had considered breaking in before, but had always treated it like a puzzle to solve merely to pass the time between jobs. Over the decades, he had collected various diagrams, pass codes, and other intel some would deem useless about the fortress. Half of it had been simply from researching how to take down Jedi or better defend himself from them. The oldest records he had acquired were from a Jedi artifact collector while undercover for an unrelated heist. The records were over a millennia old, before the pyramid like walls had been erected to protect the inner sanctum. He had never thought a client would be daft enough to hire him for such a venture. Perhaps this silly pass time of his hadn’t been so outlandish after all. It would be a huge risk, but the reward would be-

“Perhaps your reputation has been exaggerated,” Darth Sidious sneered flatly, hitting the bounty hunter’s pride.

Bane leaned on the desk chair and pounced at the jab with a list of demands, “I want a Rogue class starfighter with elite weapons, cloaking device, dewerks.” It was everything he would need for the getaway if things went south. “Oh, and,” he sprinkled the sting of pocketbooks as he slipped into the chair and put his feet up, “triple my usual rate.”

The Sith Lord flicked the jab away as if it were a crumb on his plate, “Your price is of no concern. I will also provide you with the means to getinsidethe temple.” Sidious’ offer was so casual the bounty hunter could only be amused.

Bane smiled with pleasure, “You’ve gotta deal.”

“Excellent,” Darth Sidious replied. “I’ll see the item you requested is manufactured and delivered beforehand. In the meantime, there is a smaller task I have for you. There is a Jedi I need taken care of.”

“Another Jedi and another job? You know my fees, Sith. What more does dis entail?”

“Master Ord Enisence. I need him eliminated. Once he is dead, and the Holocron retrieved, you will need to recover a crystal from Jedi Master Bolla Ropal. The Holocron cannot be unlocked without the crystal he possesses. Collect the information inside the Holocron for me.” Darth Sidious said, then added, “You have proven yourself capable enough so far, bounty hunter. Continue to do so and I shall employ you further.”

“I’m at your service,” replied Bane, giving a mock bow while still seated. “I must admit, I’m enjoying dis tango, but I can’t help but wonder who gave you my contact? It wouldn’t have been your associate, Maul, now would it? You Sith types like your mystery and intrigue, so I can’t un-see the resemblance, with both of you havin’ a penchant for hooded cloaks and messin’ wit Jedi business.”

Darth Sidious didn’t answer immediately, impressed with the bounty hunter’s deduction. “The incident with the Padawan on Nar Shadaa was a necessary lesson for my... former apprentice to learn patience, a quality in which he lacked, unlike yourself.”

“An important virtue, dat one,” Bane said.

“Indeed.”

“Is that all den?”

“It is.” Sidious concluded their business and sent Cad Bane an encrypted file with instructions on where to pick up a data chip. The holoprojector shut off and the room was free of that unsettling feeling under the skin. The feeling was replaced with anticipation, and Cad Bane immediately got up to leave. He was tired, but sleep could wait until after he retrieved the chip. The Sith had complemented his patience compared to Maul, however there was nothing wrong with being proactive. Sidious wasn’t the only one eager to get the ball rolling. Curiosity on several thoughts had finally been sated. Maul had indeed been connected to Darth Sidious. Maul was his “former” apprentice, meaning he was dead, which meant Count Dooku was Maul’s replacement. The Galactic Republic believed Dooku was the mastermind behind the war, but Bane now believed it was the unseen Sidious pulling the strings.

Bane descended down the steps of The Hole, a façade bar and restaurant, in truth. He crossed the street and passed the Bengal Barbecue kiosk. The faint scent of charred meat and charcoal still lingered in the air. He walked for some ways, waking up from the post meal sleepiness. Bane watched as passers by step in puddles ahead of him. A leak spilled from an apartment's air conditioner line. Blue and green lights reflected on the rippled surface. His red eyes were drawn up to the Star Tours vacation advertisement on the large screen overhead. He stopped to admire the morphing landscapes. It truly was a masterful edit. The fields appeared and grass swayed, but something was missing. He watched the ad replay. Again, something was missing.

“You fancy a vacation to Alderaan, Duros? I can take you to the spaceport if you like,” a young voice asked. Cad Bane turned to find a young human taxi driver, bundled up in a fur collared leather jacket. “Nice new ad, though, huh? I wonder how they get the seafoam to turn into clouds like that?”

“Sure it is,” Bane replied. “I like de version with de woman.”

“Woman?”

“Yess. Long locks, smilin’ at you.”

The taxi driver shrugged, “I’d like to see that version! Maybe they’d sell more spots on the Tour with a pretty girl in it. I’ve been staring at this ad for the last hour though. No girl. When did they play that version?”

Bane hesitated. The conversation with Sidious had begun only twenty minutes earlier. He shook his head. “Doen't matter. Take me to dese coordinates. I gotta job to do.”

The night was hustling and so should he. ----------------------- Chapter Links: Next Chapter

#cad bane #star wars #fanfiction #chapter 1 #Figment #cad bane x oc #suspense thriller #bounty hunting stories #with a dash of romance #cad bane is a foodie #darth sidious #weequay bbq #mention of darth maul #bounty hunter #coruscant #The Hole apartment

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love-like-poetry · 2 years

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Hi! I would like to request Cad Bane and Aurra Sing leaning on one another in a catina booth after a long and tiring hunt (but they were successful) thank you

Thanks for the request @unmarked-credits !

#star wars #the clone wars #lovelikepoetry celebration #lovelikepoetry art #aurra sing #cad bane

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sinisterexaggerator · 2 years

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"Now in stock at your local Disney Theme Park is the latest wave in the Disney/Star Wars mash-ups, Series 5! In this exciting assortment, our favorite Fab 5 characters don the costumes of the more iconic of Star Wars characters. This wave is more prequel-centric with a dash of The Clone Wars for good measure.

Series 5 includes:

Donald Duck as Commander Cody — Uh oh, there’s a break in contininuity here if Pete is Boba Fett!

Daisy Duck as Aurra Sing — This bounty hunter first appeared in The Phantom Menace but is a featured character in The Clone Wars.

Stitch as General Grievous — He’s got four arms so… this makes sense!

Goofy as Cad Bane — This bounty hunter from The Clone Wars is anything but Goofy!

Huey, Dewey, and Louie as Jawas — The highlight of the wave for me is the introduction of Donald’s nephews to the Star Wars universe. Short, playful, I like the idea of the nephews stealing droids for profit.

All figures and even a few older assortments can be bought for just $9.95 at Disneyland, World of Disney at Downtown Disney, and Disney’s Hollywood Studios and Downtown Disney. Happy Hunting!"

Is this for real?!?!

Holy shit it is!!!!

#Cad Bane #Goofy #Aurra Sing #Daisy Duck #Donald Duck #Commander Cody #Stitch #general grievous #huey dewey and louie #Jawa #Disney #Star Wars #Toys #Collectibles #Clone Wars

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jewishcissiekj · 1 month

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The Stark Hyperspace War arc is so good I've gotta reread some Star Wars 1998/republic arcs

#yes it's gay but the entire framing storyyyy #the jedi adventure of it all #(it's a fun “jedi-positive” story lol)#anyway yeah it's up there in my favorite arcs list #along with hunt for aurra sing #rite of passage and the new face of war #also whatever that gayass republic 69-71 arc is called #and the siege of selucami #however you write that #there's other individual issues i love but that's that in terms of 2+ issue arcs #i need to reread outlander emissaries to malastre darkness jabiim and the order 66 arc to reconsider them #i like those i just don't remember them enough #i still don't have much interest in revisiting twilight and the khaleen & quin issues #and the build-up for dark times issues #and i hate prelude to rebellion because. ki-adi-mundi.#sorry for ranting about star wars comics in the tags it happened much more before

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dalekofchaos · 2 years

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What if Jango Fett killed Mace Windu?

Let’s say Jango Fett was able to kill Mace Windu. He distracts Mace with his blasters and fires one of the Kamino saberdarts and it leaves Mace open for Jango to fire a rocket at Mace and killing him and taking his Lightsaber as a trophy.

While continuing Bounty Hunting with his son, Jango Fett would also become a general for the Separatists, but he did not want to lead an army of droids. Still, every battle he lead, he lead the CIS to victory.

But Jango Fett’s attentions would be securing his and Boba’s futures. He remembered Jaster and Galidraan. He heard the call of Mandalore. The call of home.

Death Watch was a problem and they will be dealt with. But they took the Darksaber from him. By right of killing the scum, Tor Viszla, the Darksaber should be his. Mandalore betrayed him. They spread lies he was nothing but a “common bounty hunter” Whether the Duchess is complicit or not is irrelevant. They took his heritage from him. They lumped Jaster in with Death Watch. They will all pay and Clan Fett will take it’s place back in Mandalorian society and he will be Mand'alor and so will Boba.

Jango would attempt an assassination attempt on Satine, but would be stopped by a familiar face. He would encounter Obi-Wan once more, they would duel and they are evenly matched. But Satine would stop them both. Jango demands to know why his status as Mandalorian was stripped by her rule. Satine is confused. She gave no such order. Obi-Wan knows who did. :”our prime minister did.”

At this point, Almec would be jailed for poisoning the children of Mandalore, so he would be granted an audience with Satine, Obi-Wan and Jango. Satine and Jango demands why Jango and Clan Fett’s status were revoked, Alemc reveals he did it to preserve her pacifist government and also for his own self-serving needs. Jango heard enough and shot Almec in the head. Satine while disagreeing with Almec’s fate, does grant Jango his and Boba’s status as Mandalorians back.

Jango tries to talk Satine into reinstating the Supercommando Codex. Satine relents because she does not want Mandalore to become like Death Watch. So Jango tells her the story of the True Mandalorians.

Jango Fett would reveal the crimes of Death Watch, the fall on Galidraan and the death of the True Mandalorians that forces Vizsla to act quickly and force himself into an alliance with Maul and Savage.

With the truth of what Death Watch did and the treachery of Almec, Satine would reinstate the Supercommando Codex. And Jango would be ready for Vizsla.

Once word of Death Watch working with the criminal underworld reach’s Jango’s ears. Jango would call in for some old friends.

Cad Bane

Aurra Sing

Fennec Shand

Bossk

IG-88

Dengar

Zuckuss

4-Lom

The Battle For Mandalore would begin.

Jango Fett and Satine would battle together. Satine would get out her old armor and her spear of pure Beskar.

art by mischievoustempest

When the Shadow Collective arrives, the collection of Bounty Hunters are ready for them and wipes out their numbers.

Vizsla calls out Jango Fett and demands a duel. Jango accepts, for the Darksaber.

Jango takes out his trophy, Mace’s Lightsaber and the last of the True Mandalorians faces the head of Death Watch and the son of Jaster’s murderer

Jango easily overpowers Viszla and cuts his arms off and decapitates Viszla and the Darksaber his his. Satine kills Bo-Katan. Her final words were “sister..please” “We are not sisters anymore, you chose your path and you will die with Death Watch”

Jango kills Maul and Savage and Mandalore stands triumphant.

Death Watch dies and the True Mandalorians are reborn.

Jango Fett becomes Mand'alor

Now where does this leave Satine? She’s still Duchess, but over time she fell in love with Jango and Jango with Satine. They marry and rule Mandalore together and Mandalore is stronger because of their union.

Mandalore would be armed and are now warriors of honor and protectors. Seen as heroes of the Outer Rim and holding no loyalty for either side in the war, they are on Mandalore’s side and prepare for what is about to come.

In this new timeline, Mandalore is now fully armed and ready to take on anyone who dare to invade Mandalore. With the powerful leadership of Jango Fett and his comrades, such as, Satine Kryze, Gar Saxon, Tiber Saxon, Fenn Rau Rook Kast, Ursa Wren, Sabine Wren, Tristan Wren, Ketsu Onyo (who would have joined Jango) including other Mandalorians.

During The Clone Wars, it’s Boba who saves Din and brings him in as a Foundling to Clan Fett. Din Djarin becomes Din Fett. As the Clones are targeted by the Empire, the remaining Jango clones, including Rex, Cody, Delta Squad, Omega and the Bad Batch return to their father. Jango Fett, Satine Kryze with their children Boba Fett and daughter Omega. an army of Mandalorian Warriors and Clone Trooper now has what he needs to challenge The Empire. FOR MANDALORE!

#Star Wars #Jango Fett #Boba Fett #Mace Windu #Pre Viszla #Satine Kryze #Obi Wan Kenobi #Din Djarin #Omega Fett #Captain Rex #Commander Cody #The Bad Batch

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auditect · 3 months

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Guys, I just had to jump upon the bandwagon!

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yama-uba · 1 year

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If you don't know what to give to a person who has a good imagination but poor drawing skills...

A person close to me has been concerned about my condition related to the problems and troubles in my life for a long time. I don’t even have a couple of dollars myself, so I was given a subscription to a chat with Midjourney Bot. And I forgot not only about my job, about the fact that I have not been paid for 3 months for it, about the fact that I cannot find a new job, but I even forgot to eat and sleep on these weekends. I want to show you what this neural network can draw.

For some reason, I wanted to draw already existing characters using a text description. The choice fell on the third-characters of the animated series. These are my first attempts, when I did not yet know the specifics of the commands for the AI bot. Then everything will be better.

So:

Linda "Chameleon" Evangelista as Aurra Sing.

When your two exes (a space pirate and a space cowboy) ruined your hunt. And while they both try to pretend that they don't need to justify themselves to you and push the blame onto each other... you already know that you will have new leather boots and a leather handbag. But you can't decide what will be made from "blue python" and what will be made from "saddle leather".

Jornie flatly refused to draw "plumed ponytail", "arachnodactyly", "orange wetsuit", "pale skin" and so on. And if I gave too many hint words on the SW, the image became like shots from European cinema of the 70s.

When the Force tells you to put all your money on one of the participants in the sand races in the form of a blond-haired slave boy who feels like a whirlpool in the Force.

The role of Dengar, Adriano Celentano and keffiyeh were made for each other to play in an old sci-fi movie.

This character needs no introduction. It's a bunch of words "anthropomorphic lizard in fighter pilot overalls".

These are the words: "space dragon in a spacesuit."

I failed to explain how many of the characters should look like. For example Latts.

Jorny didn't understand why "purple skin" wasn't a clothing comment. As a result, images of a cute Korean idol-girl with a monstera in her hands were constantly obtained.

Sugi looks more like a stereotypical working-class girl in Ireland than herself.

The "horns" were drawn by the neural network both as part of the interior, and as part of her clothes, as an element on her tattoos, and even drew animals with rocks nearby. "And who are these Zabraks of yours?!"

This Buddhist monk is clearly engaged not only in contemplation and meditation in his life... but also in cultivation in causing death and mutilation. I think this portrait perfectly captures the essence of Embo.

It doesn't look like this character at all, but you still recognize him. You would recognize him even if I just wrote those words for Jorny: "the protagonist of the Red Dead Redemption 2 + the protagonist Destroy All Humans! 2".

There are still too few eyes and too many ears and noses in my opinion. Reminds me of Ghost Rider.

It was just a warm up. Because all night I was helping Midjourney paint interiors that would fit these characters as a home. It was the best present for me.

And, just in case anyone else is interested, "YES, HELL!". You can take whatever you want from here and do whatever you want with it. All this was painted by Midjourney and now it belongs only to art and Midjourney!

#star wars #midjourney #ai generated #ai art #bounty hunters #aura sing #dengar #bossk #latts razzi #sugi #embo #cad bane

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