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Fox: We have a lot more in common. We both are shunned by our own people. The GAR hates us Corries. The Jedi "hates" the Síth. The Senate hate us clones. The republicans the separatists. Where does the circle end? Nowhere. Obi-Wan might be the best negotiator but he's send to war with Cody. For that talent? Unfitting. I would have had him in the Senate but they don't deserve him and he's a bit dense if you look at Anakin.

Count Dooku: how did you even get into this ship? I made it sure it was secured.

Fox: no..no..listen to me. I'm not finished here. Anakin. Anakin is the embodiment of a war prodigy but he does seem to lean to your side. Doesn't he? But foremost, I agree with you on the Jedi council. Not trustworthy. They do praise themselves to help everyone but had their noses deep in businesses that have nothing to do with them or don't require to believe in some force osik to deal with problems but real actions. And the only progress so far, as I traced back, is you.

Fox taking a sip from a bottle of moonshine: And no one knows this but I. You and me. Shouldn't we be colleagues? Weren't you that guy that ordered us? No wonder we fit so well. We weren't fabricated for the Jedi....no it was all you.

Count Dooku: And how did you come to this conclusion?

Fox: Nala Se.

Count Dooku: she...?

Fox: we're planning on burning the Senate down. Are you in?

Count Dooku: from the very start, Commander.

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A treat of a fox

I really should go to sleep :'D,... But! But I got creative and couldn't stop. So, here we are with Commander Fox in a different kind of guard outfit. I don't know much about the weapons of the guards but I thought a blaster would fit better than a sword. (Would be cool too though). And I don't know anything about blasters...sry.

All I know that the reference for this one is the DH-17 Blaster Rifle

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Fox: today's is an anniversary. The GAR has a week holiday, there is only one way to fuck them off. Work triple. Troll them boys. And after this, you can have your rest.

CT 8844( Dare) : are we the reason they never get to rest? I hear them complaining.

Fox: all I hear is some winds whisper.

CT 8844: aye aye sir! Right away!

Stone: what an eager one you got there, Cody is on planet.

Fox: and?

Stone: he will be unpleased

Fox: do I give a fuck? No.

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on the surface of its palm lies a fox shot down by friends and foes.

It twisted his flesh inside him, making him churn and grit his teeth whenever he moved. What pain shot through him as if he was impaled on needles and bound to knots, that teared on him like the strings of a puppet. A puppet he was..

No a puppet he wished to be...because a puppet does not feel pain. Not the pain he's having.

Agony ran through his veins, as if no blood was ever there to begin with but suffering and misery. It blossomed out of his stomach like an ever so free flower that finally was able to bloom. He was a suitable host...as he writhed on the ground...scratching the concrete floor. His mind couldn't supply his thoughts. Everything was static, felt static...fuzzing...numbing...

Distant echoes breaks his head...everything felt like he was submerged under water...if not water ... then this pain that was his companion all along..

Whatever noise outside...splitted his head in two. Really did he wants this to end. Right here and now...every movement shot soaring pain into his stomach that if he had eaten something before, he would have puked it out.

Not even a word made through his sore throat...only broken gasps and rasps made out...he wished to groan in pain but even this made his head swirl.

He wanted to move on...march on...but will he ever? Wasn't it too good for the likes of him? He wasn't even wanted here so there wouldn't be better.

Who will he meet again....Thorn? Thorn must still be alive...with Senator Amidala...as far as he remembered...it should be Scipio...why ....why can't...he remember...

Oh, Thorn. They had a small fight because of the incident. The Rex's clone...incident..

He was so sorry... No he is still sorry

Their bond was breaking...before his mission. What will he gain? Maybe it was his punishment...to be alone...deep down on the surface of Corsucant...

The pain fades.

And with it Fox falls deep into the slumber.

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He does not march on.

He woke up...to a paradox...the surface was blooming in red...plants...he found himself stuck in the spot he lay. He wasn't dead...he was like an ancient ruin overgrown by ranks and flowers...which he realized that he indeed was covered in the ivy ranks...of red..growing from his wound, sealing it. With that he realized, the planet was alive...and thus why people built higher and higher...to escape the Eldritch that calls itself core...and all lost to it, were critters running around to find their place to live. He was one of them.

Fox did what a fox does in winter. He watched the planet shift its plates...rotates..even he was moved to the south..but never did he lift a muscle. Once again exhaustion lulled him into a deep sleep.

The next time he awoke was when a spacecraft crashed into the plain near him. He shifted his position...which was moving his finger to tap. That's the only thing he managed to do. It didn't felt long to be honest. Time ...he guessed was slower here...it felt normal...but it did bugged him to see faces he almost forgot about...his own face ....not literally...but close, because he was encanted like them... clones

Some seem a tad older. A mixed bunch...mostly red though... the patterns...seem..

Familiar?

He sighed. No, he was hallucinating. It couldn't be.

"Fox?", a broken hoarse voice make him open his eyes again. The clone with the red white Corrie armour, scratches and blaster bolts, face a bit older with blond brown locks and a trimmed beard, helmet clapsed onto a belt, reached towards him with a trembling hand. Eyes widen and aghast.

The helmet has wings...and only one clone wore it. That clone had died years ago on Scipio. It's been long since he heard his own voice, a broken whisper finally free from a muting spell of pain and guilt. "Thorn!?'"

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Indulge myself in this little silly "Critter". :3

I swear he's not chaotic, he's just a bit off the charts of priorities...

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CC-1010 sitting in a speeder waiting for the chancellor to arrive who was distracted by a Senate: ...

A man runs past him with Cody on tow: Stop! Fox! Stop him!

CC-1010 watching as the man run past him with a passive expression: another one, huh.

Cody: Fox! He just slapped Waxer and skiddadled...can you get him?

CC-1010: Nuh uh

Cody: what do you mean by that?! FOX!

CC-1010: Nuh uh! Not the chancellor. Not my business.

Cody: Fox. Snap out of it! For instance!

CC-1010: not my orders now. And please address me at this givin numbers of 1010. Thanks for your assistance.

Cody: we could've caught him!

CC-1010: nahhh

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Fox: that's a mandalorian...

Cody: yes..Obi wan and Vos touched another ancient artifact again and time...travel exist? The force...i don't know man, it's the fifth this month ..

Fox: I wonder how y'all survive

Cody: now that's my question...i've heard from the Jedi healers that you shouldn't be alive!

Fox: ...I think the mandalorian is approaching

Cody: don't distract me! Fox! I'm worried!

Rex: no, seriously ...Kote...Fox is right...

Cody ships his head around: oh shit-

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Nala Se: if you wanted to come in contact with me, why are you sending recondition request ?

Fox: that was my best idea!

Nala Se: Recondition yourself? I taught you better! Fastest way was decommission!

Fox: too suspicious, I do come back yk?

Nala Se: I hoped you'll stay....I have another business that needs to be taken care off...

Fox: what's this?

Nala Se showing a picture of Omega: I know you want to win the adoption war...here another lost vode... please 🥺?

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Palpatine: CC1010 who did you appoint as your new general? Mind clearing me up.

Fox: The count sir. Dooku, if you know.

Palpatine with a visible scowl: he's no Jedi

Fox: neither are all the people lingering in the Senate building and your Excellency.

Palpatine Raisin: he's a SEPARATIST!

Fox: you can still be his boss yk? Profits. You can't deny me here. Aren't you like very hype of new faces? Like what is Dooku anyways, he's just a lost but reasonable man.

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Fox: how was I even appointed and approved as a Corsucant Guard when I was the reason you were in need to replace several expensive equipment used for research? Aren't you scared I would try the same within the Corsucant Senate building?

Nala Se: ....clone. This stays under us or I'll recondition you

Fox: D:< ...it couldn't be that bad

Nala Se: you're an interesting experiment Clone, just like the billion others...but I would gladly see Corsucants corrupt core burning in chaos for we still have unfinished businesses with the chancellor...

Fox:... explain it in short form

Nala Se: you wrote your post traumatic background story so well, I was impressed and boom you're stationed there to continue your explicit vivid story.

Fox: (°Д°)

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Dooku: what are you doing here clone?

Fox: reversed recruitment, Count

Dooku: how so?

Fox: weren't you a jedi? If not, you are very articulated and capable of fighting either with paperwork, words and that sword of yours. It matches our colour

Dooku: I'm a sith

Fox: and? I am a Corrie

Dooku: ...okay why not, I'm impressed.

Fox: thanks, general. :D

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Thorn: how did you get rid of Priest? Fox picking his nails: easy. I, officially, got him a weaponry on the shore at the sea. Thire: and? there must be more to that! Last session we got a substitute trainer to replace Priest. Fox: Thorn: Fox. Fox: ok ok, it never was a weaponry but a shiplike raft. Now drifting somewhere on the ocean of Kamino.

reference to the Thirty-Six Stratagems

Chapter 1: Winning Stratagems 

1. Deceive the heavens to cross the sea:

Mask one's real goals from those in authority who lack vision by not alerting them to one's movements or any part of one's plan.

Example: The emporer is to be persuaded to cross the sea against his will by inviting him to a house by the sea, which is in fact a ship.

in this prompt: to divert Priests interest away from the clones, Fox invites him into a makeshift weaponry knowing the background of Priest and thus get's rid of him when it reveals to be a shiplike raft. Of course, for the stay he stole Priest's jetpack.

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I'm back to challenge myself with Inktober again. Thus for the first prompt Backpack shall I hint you twelve things to take with you on a hike or during a venturous journey. Of course, Mr. Fox will accompany us. He's our emotional support animal!!

The character might be new for you. But I'm not going to disclose them, in contrast, they will appear more!

I won't forget the Star wars incorrect quotes or the little prompts here and there with our favourite clone!

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Fives looking at some old photos on Kamino during a mission: who is that sassy lost child?

Cody: uhm .... that's fox

Fives:

Fives: wait the one who is worshipped on the outpost 67-10?

Cody: what?

Fives: that's literally the guy the other watchtowers would get on their knees....and praise him like a lord.

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Bacara: if Cody is 17's favourite? Who thaught Fox that filing complaints is actually legal for us?

Neyo: isn't Kote Prime's favourite?

Bacara: that too...

Gree: Wait what complaints? That was allowed?!

Bacara: apparently, Fox had some Anti Karen Complain card signed by who the fucks ....and Nala Se doesn't bother at all!

Fox with his anti Karen smoothie: I wonder who ...

Neyo: WHAT THE FUCK ARE you doing here?

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Thíre: Búir decided to take measures into his own hand

Sergeant Hound on the intercoms: what did he do again?

Thíre: he's strangling his boss to "measure" the width of the bullshit he's dealing with.

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Fox: what are you doing?

Stone: cooking

Fox: and what?

Stone: Tiingilar

Fox: what's the burner phone for?

Stone: cooking.