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pretty sure the pilot girl has lesbian moms, too

Breathe. Focus. Listen.

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[ Winged Clones AU, but, once Palpatine has secured his power, he "ensures Fox gets some rest" by putting him in a cage at night. A big ass bird cage. But, really, he's just isolating him to further corrupt his mind. On top of that, he gets a pretty pet bird. For Fox, it's humiliating, dehumanizing, and, yes, it does harm his relationships. Over time, he receives gifts from his emperor, until he realizes he's decorated like a prized slave in a literal cage. :| ]

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There is nothing alive in these streets. The people are not alive. They have never been alive. The bartender who pours out a drink without asking questions, because he already knows the answers. The man in the alley with the knife, who's long since learned to leave you alone. It's in their eyes, something that's missing, leaving behind only the cold and the dark and the pain. These people died long ago, they are only waiting for their bodies to realize it.

There are some who's bodies gave in before their minds. The little boy they pulled out of the river, his sister who leapt in trying to save him. Troopers from the Guard, fallen victim to those who saw them as things, not worth the resources put into their creation. Maybe there was still light in their eyes when their hearts stopped beating. Maybe it's for the best they didn't get to see any more.

But nobody down here is alive. Nothing good is down here. That which dwells in these streets is cruel, stained with blood and ashes, things without faces and who's names send a shiver down your spine. It's no wonder Barricade thrives in this little sliver of the underworld-- she loves a challenge. She is the Reaper, there and gone with nothing but the flash of a rifle between, and that's if you're lucky. If you aren't lucky, you don't get the Reaper's swift mercy. Those who make an enemy of Barricade face something far worse, something known in careful whispers as the Lady of Flames.

And she is pain incarnate. Her name is well earned, her reputation as a thing of nightmares solidified with each victim she leaves to live with the aftermath of what she inflicts. Her targets leave branded across the forehead with whatever crime was awful enough to warrant her attention-- slavers, with few exceptions. She does not leave her victims able to repeat their crime, between broken bones and burned flesh.

And unlike the Reaper, you cannot buy mercy from the Lady of Flames.

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barricade in civilian clothing my beloved

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Clones start figuring out who they are the first time they enter training. The trainers are there to cull the weak and temper the strong, after all, and that means they're the first thing a cadet encounters that really tries to break them.

Barricade has always been a protector. When a trainer yelled at one of her brothers and he burst into tears, Barricade-- or rather, CT-1067-- was there for him. When the trainer tried to throw her to the side, she grabbed onto his arm and fought back. She was too small to win the fight, but she fought anyway, kicked and hit and bit with all the strength she had. She went hungry for nearly a week for it, but even then she didn't regret a thing.

Vulture was clever from the start, protecting themself with anything they found or made. They were the first one in their batch to shiv someone, and their wit carried them through training as much as strength and speed did. Being resourceful made people jealous, though, and people are cruel when they're jealous. Sewer rat, scavenger, vulture.

Weaver was an oddity-- he ignored the insults, the beatings, everything that was thrown at him. He wasn't scared or upset when he or others were hurt, either. He just sat there, and did what was asked but nothing more or less, and when he knew he was safe, he looked out at the sea and the sky and just was.

7245 was a rebel, never listening to their superiors, always going against orders. CT-7245 is fucking DEADDEADDEADDEADDEAD

Thunderstrike was... obedient. Not good, but they didn't fight, didn't argue. Just took what was thrown at them with a sigh and a "Yes, sir/Very well/Of course, sir/Sorry, sir/Right on that." But they didn't stay that way forever. Slowly, oh so very slowly, the pressure built inside them, until the moment was right and that mask of perfection c r a c k e d

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Barricade is a trans lesbian who punches bigots and that is her Canon Lore

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angst starters: whump (for more angsty prompts, click here!) tw: injury, asphyxiation, blood, emetophobia, etc. 

❝ you don’t look so good. ❞

❝ i don’t feel so good. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen you so pale. ❞ 

❝ i think i’m about to pass out. ❞

❝ i think i’m about to throw up. ❞

❝ if you need to throw up, just do it. ❞

❝ i think i need to lie down. ❞

❝ you need to sit down. ❞

❝ just sit down. i’m gonna call for help. ❞

❝ are you gonna be okay? ❞

❝ what the hell happened to you? ❞

❝ that’s a lot of blood. ❞

❝ where is that blood coming from? ❞

❝ i’m bleeding. ❞

❝ you’re bleeding. bad. ❞

❝ there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. it happens to everyone. ❞

❝ can you pull over? like, now? ❞

❝ you are not about to puke in my car. ❞

❝ hey. you’re okay. you passed out. just relax. stay on your side. ❞

❝ no, don’t get up— ❞

❝ i’m worried about you. ❞

❝ shh, you’re okay. just focus on me. ❞

❝ it’s okay, you can close your eyes. just stay awake. ❞

❝ hey. can you hear me? ❞

❝ talk to me. i need you to talk to me. ❞

❝ no, you’re not gonna die. i promise. ❞

❝ it hurts. fuck, it hurts. ❞

❝ tell me what hurts. ❞

❝ what’s going on? are you in pain? ❞

❝ where the fuck is your epi-pen?! ❞

❝ something’s wrong. ❞

❝ why are you breathing like that? ❞

❝ it really hurts to breathe. ❞

❝ i can’t breathe. ❞

❝ i can’t see anything. ❞

❝ don’t lean back. you’ll choke. lean forward. ❞

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the look of a Titan Unit is very distinctive-- and not just because there's only one of them. The black and gold armor, the oversized weaponry, and the menacing red visor all create a sense of separation from other troopers.

Project TITAN had a heavy focus on defense, melee combat, and berserker-style tactics. Trained and conditioned to be the perfect defensive unit, TITAN troopers are unquestioningly, unshakably loyal to their superiors, their cause, and their brothers in arms. With no sense of self-preservation, a Titan Unit looks death in the eye and says "Not today. Not while I'm needed." before getting back up to charge back into the fray.

Yet when presented with the prototype, the republic refused to fund the creation of more, leaving Project TITAN dead on the cutting room floor, and TU-ALPHA the first and last of their kind.

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"No god or higher power which would permit the horrors commited against me and my vode has any right to judge me on my actions, but sure, I'm irredeemable for things I did to protect my family. I can smell the leather on your breath, you bootlicking asshole."

Yeah, carrying the weight of countless lives on your shoulders while trying to protect your family from forces and actions outside your control puts a lot of pressure on someone. And if it builds long enough... they'll S N A P

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TEXT POST STARTERS IV

a collection of quotes and quips from popular internet posts. change & alter as needed.

“I can shut down each of my organs through the power of will alone.”

“May your next ibuprofen take effect swiftly and noticeably.”

“I hate when the washing machine is on the scary part.”

“The guy who designed scythes definitely knew that shit was badass. He didn’t care about wheat.”

“Going to the morgue. Y’all need anything?”

“Having a legal name implies the existence of a better, sexier illegal name.”

“Maybe this scented hand soap will be the thing that finally turns my life around.”

“I’ve faced more peer pressure in my life to start animes than do drugs.”

“Cantaloupes taste like they don’t believe in themselves.”

“I don’t have sage-green kitchen cabinets, but I’m being so brave about it.”

“Winnie the Pooh didn’t rock crop tops our whole childhood to watch us become unconfident about our bodies.”

“Maybe this to-do list will fix me.”

“Cross my dick and swear to balls.”

“The Pope wears that big hat because Jesus is under there, controlling him. Ratatouille-style.”

“I am a god among men.”

“The fact that people can see me makes me kinda uncomfortable. Not gonna lie.”

“Standing up too quickly gives me temporary access to shrimp colors.”

“I’ve had a god complex ever since I could never find my name on those gift-shop keychains.”

“I wish I was a lettuce on the produce shelf, being gently misted by the store’s automated showers.”

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Vulture digs through the fridge while muttering about "kriffing droid food," right up until something spiky and canine is tagged on their HUD. Shouting something that's probably a thanks of some sort to 7245, they flick their blaster to stun and fire off a quick shot, which lands just in front of the creature's front paws, before returning to the search for whatever the hell a karking rust stick is.

"Not gonna lie, sister," comments Barricade, "sounds like some kind of innuendo. Or, y'know, some kind of weird droid STD." She takes a swig from her flask before clipping it back to her belt. "Ay, Strike, we need a cuddle pile over here ASAP!"

That's all the cue the leader needs to run over to Cherrybomb, practically tackling her. "Got it, ori'vod!"

Weaver can only sigh as the rest of his squad does their thing, sitting down next to their adopted sister. "So, any possible triggers for the sudden change in size? Anything you ate, touched, people you interacted with? And are you experiencing any unpleasant sensations? Things such as nausea, dizziness, difficulty with balance? Sorry if I'm firing these questions off at you too quick, standard procedure. And... sorry about my vode. They mean well, but they can be a lot. Especially in a new, interesting environment with lots of things to climb, new sensory experiences, all that."

Being human sized is horrible when your not in a human friendly setting. Everything is HUGE and she cant even reach the food in the fridge without darling trying to swipe its chance at stealing it.

No wonder so many humans are so unhappy this sucks

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there is a fine line between being an adrenaline junkie and being a masochist. Barricade blurs this line