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He's having fun with the new ghoul.. .

This was an excuse to try out a new brush🦇

(Ref image is from Pinterest)

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More Imperatour shenanigans~

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Alpha-17: “The kid has great potential. He may become a captain or even a commander.”

Maze: “Or a psychopath.”

Fordo: *sprinting for his life* “He’s got a weapon! He’s got a weapon!”

Cadet Rex: *sadistically laughing and chasing him with a machete*

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New member of the “left for dead” squad?

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no amount of canon is going to stop me from believing the batch were delta squad fanboys when they were kids

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cause im mad we didn't get a non googles tech scene

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dude is like a rabid dog

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Jerry @ Doofus rick in a nutshell

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(In c137 voice) : I need this twink obligetradzjf

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works that worth posting again (since im not shadow banned now (finally!!) I'll probably post some pics again jst to be sure)

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OG malewife and girlboss

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i have a lil hc that coz the alpha class are huge (like 7ft tall minimum), their armour also has to be - cc's and ct's (esp as cadets) take advantage of this by riding along on those huge ass shoulder pauldrons instead of sprinting to catch up. Leading to these huge ass, terrifying alpha troopers striding around corridors with a smol clone riding along, discussing Very Important Things

Jedi find this fukkin hilarious, and join in if they gain the trust of one of the alpha troopers

(What im getting at is a jedi hopping down from like 5 stories up onto a pauldron and starting a conversation like its nothing)

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Alpha 17: as the CC batch's instructor it is my job to keep an eye on the cadets and while doing that, i've come to the conclusion that it consists of two kinds of people. observe.

Alpha 17: THE FLOOR IS LAVA!

Wolffe: kriff! *climbing up on the couch with Bly thrown over his shoulder and dragging Ponds with him*

Cody: BATTLE STATIONS! *shoves Fox off the table*

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Wolffe: Gregor, can I ask you a question?

Gregor: Shoot

Wolffe, pulling his gun out: Shoot what?

Gregor, deranged from lack of sleep: Uh… the tv?

Wolffe: On it

(Later)

Alpha-17: What happened to the tv?

Cody: Gregor and Wolffe’s single braincell short circuited.