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Arakyd Industries Hunter-Killer Probot

Source: The Essential Guide to Droids (Del Rey, 1999)

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The Dark Eye Continues Its Search

STAR WARS EPISODE I: The Phantom Menace 00:54:57

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Happy Barriss Day! Here is a sneak peek at the latest chapter of Way of the Mynock that could well serve as a stand-alone for this event. Enjoy.

  The city was dead. The city was a bombed-out ruin. 

  The Empire detonated a low-yield fission bomb here at the start of the regime. This was where Mirial’s ex-CIS militia had gathered and plotted against them. It used to be one of the most holy cities on the planet. Low latitude it was close to the Southern Ice Cap, close to the realm of The Silent One. The better to speak with him, being so close. A fine place to raise chantries to his name.

  None of which remained undamaged.

  A grey snow fell softly into the alleyway. There was slush in every corner. And bodies. Some of them fresh, some just bones.

  A trio of TIE-bombers cut eddied through the snowfall as they flew overhead releasing a fresh payload of bombs to pulverize the ruins into yet smaller pieces. A rocket-propelled grenade steaked upwards to strike one of them. It bellowed flames and smoke and spiraled to the ground but the other two did not break formation. They knew to be more disciplined then to go off expressing concern over the welfare of their fellow pilots. It thudded into the rubble with little fanfare.

  Detonating that fusion bomb here was an affront to their culture of the highest degree. The Empire wiped out whole families in an instant, and who would be left to pray their deeds to The Silent One then? They would not live forever beyond their deaths.

  Barriss felt lightheaded being in this battlefield. That and she still hadn’t become accustomed to the feel of her shorter new haircut. It had grown out a bit since her morning period began, however.

  The Rebel in front of her went down on one knee and held up a fist with their arm at a square angle. Barriss hugged the wall and went as low as she could.

  A squid-like Arakyd Industries Viper probe droid passed them hovering over the parallel street, using its passive scanners. The Imperials had tied a number of charred skulls to the droid’s arms in a macabre show of offense to the Mirialans. They knocked together like a wind chime as it passed them.

  A few blocks away they had to pause again. A lone Imperial Army grunt was stumbling around studying his holo map and trying to get oriented.

  “Sergeant, do you need this one for interrogation?”

  “No, ma’am.” was their response.

  Barriss stood and straightened. She was wearing a lot of cumbersome clothing, a heavy coat and personal protective equipment to protect herself against radiation. She strode towards the trooper, who dropped his map and took a few shots at her. She batted them away with Luminara’s saber and shot him in the chest dead with one of her pistols with her left hand.

  “Let’s go.”

  The Rebels had utilized the underground shelters built in haste during the war. The locals had been loath to lose so many of their religious artifacts to a lone bomb. So they’d constructed a labaranthine complex utilizing existing maintenance and utilities structures. They cleared Barriss so she could pass security unchallenged. They were old battle droids, though few retained their original parts. Components of other droid models infected them and spread like disease. A few muttered their ‘Rodger, Rodger’s in greetings as she passed them. That gave her a chill sensation of deja vu. The young man seated at the antipersonnel turret couldn’t be older than Barriss was when she went off to Geonosis for her first battle. He waved to her and called out her name.

  Then they were in the tunnels. Both walls were covered with religious idols and paintings, religious and secular. Some of them were newer, drawn on whatever sheet of flimsi could be scrounged. Their metals were tarnished but their pigments were protected. Some stretches were lit only by candlelight. There was art everywhere in the city. Every alleyway was covered in graffiti, both anti-Imperial and pro.

  “Does a priest attend to these frequently?”

  “Oh yes, we have a few that maintain what ceremonies they can and salvage as many relics.” the Sergeant replied. “In fact, one Brother wanted to speak with you, privately, as soon as possible.”

  Barriss raised her brows. Her curiosity was piqued, if only to moderate the grim reality of warfare all around her. “Really? Let us endeavor to arrive as soon as possible.”

  She passed into a hall of portraiture. Historical figures as well as the wealthy and their relatives. She saw paintings of Vernestra Rowe, of Cyslin Myr, Luminara Unduli, and even one of her. A propaganda poster against the Republic.

  And then she was in the main living spaces for the vertically exiled. There were Mirialans of all ages and shades of purple or green. One of them, chartreuse like her, wore the white robes of a priest of The Silent One. His long curly hair was covered at least at the scalp with a telltale headcovering. He raised his palms upwards and nodded to her. “Miss Offee, I am pleased to meet you.”

  “Likewise, Brother. Can you wait until my business is done?” She was sad to postpone him. He seemed like a very pleasant young man whom she would like to speak with at leisure, if the circumstances were different. Better.

  “Yes, it can wait. But what you brought cannot. A very important man needs to debrief you.”

  “Yes?”

  An older man also approached her. “Is it here? Were you able to smuggle them in?”

  “Yes. You must be the camp chef.”

  “Indeed! I’ll get them split up and distributed to as many kitchens as we can reach.”

  They didn’t want help ousting the Empire. They had enough troops to at least keep them at bay. They hadn’t asked for weapons. Their old CIS hardware had long since worn out, or perhaps savored and polished but never used. They took whatever weapons they could lift from the Empire. They didn’t even want food. They had enough vat-grown protein and hydroponically fruits, vegetables, and grains to last the tiny population. What they needed was medical supplies. 

  And what they wanted was spices. They wanted their food to taste Mirialan again. The chef held the first two liberated tins aloft triumphantly and there was a cheer from all around them as if a battle had just been won.

  After receiving the personal thanks of a number of both citizens and soldiers she convinced her handlers to lead her to Agent Adan’s office. The Balosar was in his workshop, which is what he called the clinic he interrogated prisoners in. He was just taking off his surgical gloves.

  Barriss offered him a smile, a friendly greeting she could not extend to his IGO-series interrogation droid. Caern Adan smiled broadly and his antennae came up to attention, the tips of which poked through his long afro hairstyle.

  “Fulcrum, welcome to the Mirialan Resistance.”

  “Agent,” she embraced him. Then sat attentively at a stool. “How are things?”

  He slumped into an office chair and unbuttoned the sleeve on his left arm. “We are surviving. It’s getting too cost-prohibitive and logistically bothersome to wipe us out for good.” He’d shed his doctor’s coat and had his shirt up to his bicep. Then he grabbed a latex tube off a tray of interrogation implements. He tied off his arm and quickly found a hypodermic to shoot something into a vein.

  “Are you alright, Caern?”

  “Oh, it’s just a little cocktail I brewed up. A dilution of my truth serum. It helps me relax and seems to help with debriefings.”

  “You need Alliance help. That would bless your cause with a sense of permanence. Who’s in charge here?”

  Adan laughed at her. 

  “Excuse me?”

  “Whenever someone asked, ‘Who’s in charge around here?’ likely they are a high-ranking individual and they are the only one’s left in charge. It’s like cursing yourself. We’re a leaderless resistance. We haven’t had central command in years.”

  “Do you compartmentalize everything?”

  “No, share and share alike. We just rebel as we can where we can. I share all the intelligence I can pull from these Imps. But those not of use to Mirial operations I siphon off into a silo and give to you.”

  “And I am all the more grateful to you, Agent.”

  He handed the drive over, and they spoke for a long while summarizing which data points she needed to know as soon as possible. 

  She also had personal curiosities to sate, even if it was concerning personal information. “Caern, why do you fight with us? Why are you here on Mirial?”

  “Is there a stereotype about Boasolar that we are specialist? He rubbed his injection site. “In another life I was an economics reporter.”

  “A lot makes sense, now.” She often wondered if her reporter friend Ben Dhur who she met on Drognar would make a good spy. Or interrogator.

  “I wrote a few too many exposes on the financial malfeasance of the Banking Clan. They put me in Jail, here on Mirial. I’ve become attached to the place, even as a freed criminal.”

  “I see. Thank you, Agent Adan.”

  After a bit more smalltalk she left his office to find the young Acolyte again.

  “Hey.” He smiled broadly at her. His expression was overwhelming to Barriss’s ex-Jedi formality. “I am so glad to meet you.”

  “I’m Barriss, as you know.” She offered her hand.

  He shook it with genuine warmth and vigor. “I’m Brother Offee.” He seemed delighted by her emotional response. “Ayaz Offee.”

  “Brother Offee.” She was whispering now. “Are we? Of the same clan?”

  “We are cousins! Your mother is my aunt. I am a cousin to the great, famous Adept Barriss Offee. To you.”

  She sputtered. Her brain was on an error screen. She didn’t know what to do but embrace him. “What can you tell me about your aunt? Does my mother have other children? Do I have an actual brother Offee?”

  “You do. After she was deported back to her home village, she married a shepherd and had seven children. A few of them died.” He swallowed. “But you have sisters and a brother.”

 “Ohhh!” She sighted with many positive emotions. It was so alien to her experience so many at once she didn’t know how to tell them apart. “And my father?”

  “We don’t know who he was. Some guy who saw her walking home one afternoon. But she was happy with her husband.”

  “Was? Do I not have a father-in-law?”

  “He was drafted in the planetary militia during the war. Your mother was devastated to lose him, but she sought out what Jedi casualties she could find on CIS occupied Mirial. She was so proud of you when you refused to fight us any longer.”

  “She wasn’t ashamed of my bombing?”

  Ayaz shook his head. “Barriss, in many parts of your home you are a folk hero. We didn’t get to see much footage of the Jedi, except for when they died in battle. Your confession we all heard. In Confederate households you embody national bravery under pressure. Your mother is sad she has no relationship with you, but she is proud of you.”

  “Oh,” She smiled. She put a hand to her fluttering heart. “I am so glad to hear that. I’m finding it difficult to express how I feel.” Just earlier that hour she had no family beyond Ahsoka. And they couldn’t be together as she wished. Now she has an extended family. A whole clan. All of them for her to meet for the first time.

  “It’s alright, Barriss.” He put a hand out to squeeze her forearm for reassurance. “Gizem would like to meet you one day.”

  “Gizem,” she breathed. “That’s my mother’s name… What is she like?”

  “She is a shepherd’s wife. She has little education but has great amounts of personal conviction. She has a principled stance on everything and everyone. But will only disclose her opinions if asked or unless it is an emergency. Then she will expound loudly and at length. And she has a very peculiar notion of what constitutes an emergency.”

  Barriss laughed at that. “I would love to get to know her. And you, as well. Could you show me your chantry?”

  “I would treasure such an opportunity! Follow me.”

  Ayaz would be in an adobe ground chantry if he could, one of the historical temples rebuilt. Barriss had never seen a chantry that was a series of interconnected chambers underground, chambers of varying size and utilized for various purposes. One room was the space for Recitation Ritual. There was a droid there. Its body was made from a B2. Its head is that of a commando droid. It has four arms from B1 combat chassises. There was a steel-ribbed nylon bag next to it. Scholars stopped by at regular intervals to drop new data pads onto the load, the corner of the bag was torn and there were a few on the floor. The droid read prayers to The Silent One and stories of those deceased for the god to hear and preserve for all time.

  “You don’t have an Adept for this task?”

  “I speak the stories of those who just died in the community. The chantry’s scholar staff spends their days compiling obituaries for those who died in the bombings with no one else to speak for them. It took so much of my time I had the tech shop make me a mechanical Adept.”

  “That is good of you, Brother Offee. I am sure he is pleased by your service. And the droid’s.”

  Then he showed her the congregation hall, the pulpit and the rest of the expansive space. The walls were all covered in religious statues. They were all broken. There were small droids swarming all over them, replacing missing stone with duracrete recreations. But at many places the data was corrupted, their forms stuttered like holo interference. Others surely were not built to look like that. They were a droid intelligence’s idea of how their original forms. It was like being in a tomb. Chantries dedicated to The Silent One were supposed to have that flavor, but not quite like this.

  “Barriss… I was wondering. Would you like to lead services? The kids always ask me about you.”

  “You want me to be a youth pastor?” She smiled with one-half of her lips, giving him a look.

  “Barriss, you’re a legend. It would be memorable for them.”

  She couldn’t say no to that. As he got everything prepared she sat and thought about children. She’d never really considered family before. Now she had one, despite not having her own children. In another life, would she and Ahsoka have kids of their own? Would they be boys or girls? Would they be Togruta or Mirialan.

  The younglings filed in once families were contacted. Their parents washed their feet and took their place at the rear of the worship hall. Barriss sought to blink back her tears seeing all of them. Too many had radiation burns and other injuries of warfare and deprivation. The kids either sat still or whispered to each other. She heard her name often.

  Barriss eventually turned on her microphone. “Siblings. My family. I am so glad to be here with you. Before services I want to swear something to you.” She stood, and took Luminara’s lightsaber from its holster at the small of her back. She held it aloft. She activated the blade.

  “I swear by Jedi Master Luminara’s blade, my own master, that I shall fight for Mirial as long as I live. And my ghost will commit to the fight afterwards. Mirial shall one day be free of the Empire. I swear to you, and to your children yet to be, that I shall fight for him. I swear to Luminara, and I swear to the goddesses. And I swear to you.”

  “And so you shall. Blessed be!” the others chanted in unison. Including the younglings old enough to speak. She looked over them all, one by one. 

  This was the future of the planet. This was the future of her culture.

  “Now I shall start our worship with a parable.” She knelt, put her hands on her thighs, and recalled the one Leia treasured as a bedtime story. “In the time before time began the gods and goddesses wore Mirialan forms walking and talking just like you and I. It was decided that He of the Strong Foundations and She of the Flowing Waters should be wed for the good of future generations…”

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Death Star Droid - Released in 1978 (Copyright stamp 1978) by Kenner    

Figure Facts: This figure debuted in 1978 on the Star Wars 20B cardbacks in Wave 2 and comes with no accessories.  Collectors should make sure that the black painted areas are not rubbed off in order to get as close as mint as you can.  Also, make sire the limbs are tight.  Major variants are the Spanish Poch golden chrome version, the Kader factory unplanted mouth, and the French Meccano exclusive w/blank raised bar.

Character Facts: The RA-7 protocol droid, also known as the RA-7 inventory droid, the RA-7 series protocol droid, the "insect droid" due to its large photoreceptors, and nicknamed the "Death Star droid" due to its use aboard the first Death Star, was a model of protocol droid manufactured by Arakyd Industries. While they had seen use since the Clone Wars, a conflict that saw some RA-7s be built using plating from the competing 3PO-series protocol droid, RA-7s were later produced specially for the Galactic Empire. RA-7s were almost always used as spies, and the droids could also be armed with a blaster rifle.

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Fiat Lux Illustration is proud to present its first ever Kickstarter campaign to produce a large line of droid enamel pins! I've always loved robots and giant monsters so this collection is a long time coming!

We will have 35 days starting February 1st to unlock all the designs:

K2SO : a model of security droid manufactured by Arakyd Industries that was in service to the Galactic Empire during the Galactic Civil War.

-GNK -BD1 -BB8 -Chopper -R2D2 -NEDB -Battle Droids -B2EMO -C3PO -Pit Droid

This is my first foray into screen-printing on enamel pins which I am super thrilled about! Along with these designs, stickers, prints, digital downloads, and digital sketchbooks will be available!

Direct link to have a reminder at launch or to contribute your own pledge is linked at the top of my site

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K-2SO

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RA-7 protocol droids were a line of multipurpose droid produced by Arakyd Industries. Seeing moderate success during the Clone Wars, the droids became popular with the Empire. So many units served aboard the Death Star that the line became rare after its destruction. RA-7s were often modified with recording devices to serve as Imperial spies, sometimes unbeknownst to the droid.

Source: Star Wars: Galaxy’s Edge: Traveler’s Guide to Batuu (2020)

First Appearance: Star Wars (1977)

Read more on Wookieepedia.

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Posing as a street vendor brokering in second-hand droid and computer components, Deena investigates rumors of military-grade Trade Federation hardware being exchanged in the Coruscant underworld. Her newest companion, an Arakyd Industries security droid, keeps its photoreceptors trained on the proceedings.

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[ images + text from Art of Rogue One ] 

K-2SO: AN IMPERIAL ALLY ● A droid who should be an enemy of the rebels, K-2SO is actually one of its most important assets: a reprogrammed spy on the side of the Alliance.

Personally reprogrammed by Captain Cassian Andor, K-2SO is an Imperial combat droid who now fights alongside the Alliance to restore the Republic. He is perhaps the only KX-series droid to have been successfully reprogrammed.

Originally created, like all the KX series, by Arakyd Industries, K-2SO was ostensibly designed as a security droid. However, the KX droids’ programming secretly included exceptions to the standard in-built droid rules about not harming flesh-and-blood creatures, as well as commands to defer to Imperial officers, with the result that they were deployed on the battlefield against the rebels.

Although programmed to interact with organic beings, the KX-series droids are not as well-versed as protocol droids at the intricacies of human-cyborg relations. Cassian was able to strip out the majority of the Arakyd programming, with the unintended consequence that K-2SO is now often brutally honest in his assessments.

Humanoid in appearance — albeit in exaggerated proportions — the 12-year-old droid K-2SO was designed to be multi-functional, with the ability to operate a range of machinery and equipment. This, in combination with programming that allows him to pilot multiple Imperial vessels, and his innate speed and strength, has made him an invaluable resource on many missions with Cassian Andor.

Although he is a crucial tool in the battle against his former Imperial commanders, he isn’t quite trusted enough to be allowed to brandish a blaster. Despite the fear of combat droids following the Clone Wars, K-2SO is the ideal spy, blending in Imperial territory while reporting back to his rebel masters. A key member of the rebel strike team sent to retrieve the Death Star datatapes, K-2SO is a valuable ally. ●

“There is a 97.6 percent chance of failure.” “You are being rescued. Please do not resist.”

1 / Captain Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, and K-2SO.

2 / Cassian Andor, Jyn Erso, and K-2SO infiltrate the Imperial base on Scarif.

3 / K-2SO on Jedha.

4 / The Imperial droid confers with Jyn Erso.

5 / Cassian Andor and the droid he reprogrammed.

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THE ERSO LINK

RI 553-B1 DEBRIEFING: CAPT. ANDOR

Gen. Cracken,

As ordered, I have been investigating reports that the Empire is transporting kyber crystals to Patriim, Horuz, and other remote star systems. Those investigations led me to Corulag and then to Coruscant, where I heard rumors that the Empire was concealing shipments of kyber crystals in convoys of civilian freighters. Further investigation revealed shipments were arriving on Kafrene from the direction of the Unknown Regions before being sent to an unknown destination.

On Kafrene I contacted an intelligence source of mine, Tivik, who’d proved useful in the past. Tivik has always been the nervous sort, but this time he was terrified. He didn’t want to meet with me, warning that Imperial spies were everywhere and his communications were being monitored.

When I managed to track down Tivik, he revealed why he was so frightened. He told me that an Imperial cargo pilot named Bodhi Rook had defected the previous day on Jedha. Someone named Galen Erso had convinced Rook to find Saw Gerrera and warn him that the Empire was preparing to test a weapon that used kyber crystals and had enough power to destroy a planet.

Before I could find out more, stormtroopers approached us. They were clearly looking for Tivik. I eliminated the troopers and then neutralized Tivik to prevent him from being taken into Imperial custody. I then returned to Base One at all speed.

COMMANDER’S EYES ONLY

SUBJECT: Jyn Erso

AGE: 22¹

PLACE OF BIRTH: Vallt

RECENT ALIASES: Liana Hallik, Lyra Rallik, Kestrel Dawn, Tanith Ponta, Nari McVee

Jyn Erso was born on Vallt during the Clone Wars. A partial document recovered from an Arakyd Industries data storehouse on Vulpter reveals that her parents, Galen and Lyra Erso, were researching energy creation and storage for Arakyd.² We have two other official records of Jyn Erso: a residence permit from Coruscant issued in the first year of the Empire and a visitor’s permit for the Outer Rim planet Alpinn, which states that she is three years old.

Our next report of Jyn Erso comes from the Commenor Underground, which briefly coordinated operations with Saw Gerrera’s militia nearly a decade ago. Arhul Nemo, a lieutenant in the Commenor Underground, met Gerrera’s fighters and reported that his favorite was a twelve-year-old girl named Jyn. Gerrera claimed he’d rescued her from the Empire and raised her as his own.

We aren’t sure how Jyn Erso wound up in Gerrera’s militia, when she left, or why she did so. After that we have her Imperial arrest records as a street fighter, smuggler, and petty criminal. She drifted from planet to planet, acquiring and discarding fake names, until she was arrested on Corulag³ and sentenced to a labor camp on Wobani.

PARTIAL LIST OF CRIMINAL WARRANTS:

Forgery of Imperial documents

Aggravated assault against Imperial personnel

Escape from custody

Resisting arrest

Shipjacking

Impersonation of an Imperial official

Forgery of Imperial documents

Possession of unsanctioned weapons

Unlawful contact with undesirables

Petty theft

Creating a public nuisance

Disorderly conduct

(FOR MORE INFORMATION SEE CRACKEN/ANDOR PROG40062 AND IMPERIAL ARREST ADDENDUM 41.3711.)

Jyn Erso says she thought her father was dead and hasn’t seen Gerrera in years.

—Jason Fry, Star Wars: Rogue One: Rebel Dossier

1. According to Catalyst: A Rogue One Novel, Jyn was born on Vallt at some point after the Second Battle of Geonosis. Until the publication of the Star Wars: Galactic Atlas, the Second Battle of Genosis occurred late in 22 BBY as established in The Official Star Wars Fact File Part 8. The timeline included in Star Wars: Galactic Atlas shifts the Second Battle of Geonosis to 21 BBY, therefore Jyn was also born in 21 BBY.

2. According to Catalyst: A Rogue One Novel, Galen and Lyra were working for Zerpen Industries. Jason Fry acknowledged this discrepancy and a potential future retcon on the Jedi Council Forums on theforce.net.

3. According to Rebel Rising, Jyn was arrested in the Five Points system and neither the film nor the novelization say anything regarding where she was arrested. Although Star Wars: The Rebel Files does also list Corulag as her "site of arrest," considering how prominent the Five Points system storyline is in Rebel Rising, it can be assumed that both mentions of Corulag are in error and will perhaps be retconned as well, though this is purely speculation.

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[swtechspecs]

Arakyd Industries RA-7 Protocol Droid ("Death Star Droid")

Source: The Essential Guide to Droids (Del Rey, 1999)

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Probe Droids Summoned

STAR WARS EPISODE I: The Phantom Menace 00:51:53

I added a bit of speculation to this, as the area above the engines appears to be a sealed rear viewport when compared with the shape of the front viewport. It would also correspond with the passenger seating in the cockpit (though the illustration shows the shape disconnected)

[geekcarl]

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I don’t have icons for him yet, but like this if you want a human!Kay starter!

    As an Imperial robotics engineer, Kaylar Tux spent most of his younger years away from the other children, preferring to tinker with machinery and in his father’s old shipyard. At the age of fifteen, his father employed him to work for the Arakyd Industries designing KX-series imperial droids. He ran away from the facility after many years of working on the program when the plans of the Death Star began being discussed and put into place.

[ferretliciously]

All the star wars questions (if you want) because I can't just choose one 😅😄

Omg. Thank you so much for this wonderful opportunity.

Yoda: Favorite character?

LUKE (CLAP EMOJI) SKYWALKER (CLAP EMOJI)

Sith: Favorite Force ability?

I think Jedi Battle Meditation is like the coolest thing. Also incredibly OP when other Force users aren’t involved.

Han Solo: Favorite film?

Episode IV: A New Hope is the best.

Dagobah: Favorite quote?

JESUS. I can’t answer this question. But right now it’s probably “Luminous beings are we. Not this crude matter.” - Yoda

Chewbacca: Favorite nonhuman character?

There are too many to name for now I’m gonna say Shriv, who’s a Duros in the story mode of the new Battlefront game.

Galactic Empire: Jedi or Sith?

Jedi!!! What am I, some kind of edgelord?

Princess Leia: Favorite heroic moment?

Probably Luke throwing down his lightsaber in front of Vader and saying “I am a Jedi. Like my father before me.”

John Williams: Favorite song or theme?

Either The Force Theme or any of the three scores for the major battles in the Original Trilogy

Stormtrooper: Proper viewing order of all six films?

I think the only correct order is in-universe chronological and will remain that way into the future.

Darth Vader: Favorite Sith character?

Assuming this question literally means “Sith,” I will say Darth Bane.

Luke Skywalker: Favorite Jedi character?

In the interest of saying someone other than Luke Skywalker, I’m gonna say Corran Horn.

R2-D2: Favorite droid?

The Arakyd Industries RA-7 Protocol Droid, better known as the Death Star Droid.

Jar Jar Binks: Least favorite character?    

Right now it’s freaking Kyp Durron. But overall, I’d probably have to say Ree-Yees.

Hoth: One thing you would change about the original trilogy.

I love the Special Editions and the 2011 Blurays just as much as any other version of the movies, but “Lapti Nek” (the original song played in Jabba’s Palace) is SO much better than “Jedi Rocks.”