#clone medic penguin

[mwolf0epsilon]

After Order 66, hundreds of clones were either left to rot in the clutches of the Empire, or simply faded from memory after escaping to the uncharted depths of the Unknown Regions. Living the rest of their lives in the confines of a cell, or constantly looking over their shoulders. There were a lucky handful that got to live regular lives however. Such is the case of Sponge and the family unit they stitched together from the wreckage of a war that had given them nothing but grief. It seems the Force really does work in mysterious ways.

At long last I can finally share with you my submission for the @cloneoczine, which unfortunately did not pan out the way we all hoped for due to unforeseen circumstances. Either way, a lot of really impressive pieces came out of this collaborative project, and I am very excited to be able to share what everyone else made!

This is also my first proper drawing of all of the Spongelings! Cameo appearances also include @lost-on-kamino's clone medic (Pitch) and scuba trooper (Penguin) who are a part of Sponge's family unit on Epifania, so they deserved to be a part of this clone beach picnic party (which uh, is about to become a whole lot more interesting once those gullmingos get to Lich...).

[shoeshoe]

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[cooltf2facts]

They dump glitter on everyone.

Screams fill the room as glitter fills every inch of the lab.

“What happened?!” Camille exclaims, coughing.

“Sorry, mother, I suppose we should have warned you about the Glitter Fiend,” Spy grunts, desperately trying to shake glitter off of himself.

Suddenly, a group of penguins run in and begin rolling in the glitter.

“No!” Medic exclaims, horrified. “The glitter attracted my Penguin Clones!”

“Your WHAT clones?!” Scout shouts.

[kiwikipedia]

A Smooth Sea Never Made a Skilled Sailor

Fandom(s): Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Star Wars (Prequel Trilogy), Star Wars Legends

Rating: T (swearing, injury)

Summery: Plo Koon had hidden a… problem he sustained on Kohrm from the others. Unfortunately, it had to do with his mask. Fortunately, Kit Fisto is there.

AO3

This is for you @nibeul and Tumblr Anon!

Kit Fisto knew things, as surprising as it seemed to some people. He was not stupid, and it still made him roll his eyes sometimes when people were that startled when he exercised his “smarts”.

He had no need to constantly show off his intellect— Vokara Che and Micah Giiett had been the visible geniuses of their Creche group. He, Saldith, and Shaak Ti preferred to not show their full hands… and Qui-Gon had been… Qui-Gon.

So yeah, Kit Fisto wasn’t an idiot. He had been one of the Order’s political liaisons with Adi Gallia before the war and had taken time to study Healing with Vokara under the former Head Healer and former Head Mind-Healer Qin Koh and Nix Mora respectively. He had bothered the Archival Branch of Jedi enough as a child that Madame Jocasta Nu still kept him in her sights just so that he didn’t bother the other staff.

And he was observant. He had become observant.

Kit had known Plo Koon long enough and been close with him long enough that he had taken time to research, memorize, and recognize the signs of oxygen poisoning.

He had known the Kel Dor and rescued too many overly ambitious divers to know that oxygen poisoning in Kel Dor looked eerily similar to what happened with malfunctioning scuba gear.

Kit had been keeping a close eye on the other Master and his partner ever since Ventress had forced an avalanche down on their heads but with all that had gone on with Sharp and also the final battle with Ventress (Commander Wolffe lost his godsdamned eye, that witch).

And it was only once they were safely aboard The Renascence did Kit snap back to attention and return to keeping an eye on Plo.

The Kel Dor didn’t seem to notice that Kit was observing him as he talked to some of the other Clones who had stayed above.

A bit twitchy, but that could just but the remaining adrenaline from a fight.

The same with his fatigue that Kit could pick up that was coming off of him.

But Kit knew better than to just write those points off. Better to be paranoid and it turns out that his partner was just mildly inconvenienced by his age than to be careless and learn that it really was oxygen poisoning.

As Kit removed his goggles that kept his eyes from drying out in the harsh cold, he slowly extended his senses, his tresses twitching, searching for signs of discomfort.

The only problem was that Plo’s arm was also broken, and like himself, the Kel Dor was likely sore from both the avalanche and those worms they used as transport.

He picked up discomfort, but from what?

No, he’d have to watch when Plo decided to move. If he was off-balance, if he was dizzy, then Kit would act.

He knew that the boys were setting up a barrier field and filter to replicate an anti-ox chamber for Plo since The Renaissance didn’t have one— it was Kit’s flagship, after all, one that was equipped for Nautolans but not for Kel Dor— but it would be a while before that was situated.

Well, at least it meant that Kit could get away with fretting over the older Master without Monnk and Flit glaring at him for neglecting his own injuries.

Still, Kit’s eyes flickered back to Plo as the other Jedi finished up his conversation with two of his Sergeants.

A wave of dismissal or farewell followed, and Kit easily slipped out of his jacket as Plo began to leave the command bridge.

Kit followed, and he knew that there was something wrong immediately. Hells, he didn’t even have to wait for Plo to sway or start to use the wall as support.

Because Plo always stopped when he knew Kit was following him, when Shaak Ti was, when Mace, when Eeth, when Saesee, when Commander Wolffe, when Boost, Sinker, Comet, when anyone was following him. Because Plo Koon liked to walk next to them. Liked to have a discussion when walking.

But Plo hadn't even glanced back when Kit followed him through.

And then Plo staggered.

But Kit was at his side almost instantly, catching the smaller Jedi as he pitched sideways. A garbled grunt that sounded somewhere between ‘What?’ and ‘Kit?’ escaped the Kel Dor but Kit ignored it.

“I knew this was bound to happen.”

Kit’s quarters- their quarters, really- weren’t close, but they sure were a hell of a lot closer than the Medbay.

It was probably the fastest that Kit had moved outside of battle in a long time, with Plo half stumbling along next to him and half being carried.

Oxygen breathers could become poisoned by it as well, their bodies could only handle so much of it in their body. Kel Dor could handle remarkably less. Only a tiny fracture of what the sandscorpion on Tatooine could— and they could last for four standard days without it.

But no matter the air that was breathed in, Kit knew one thing was the same for all sentients when it came to Oxygen Poisoning: Oxygen toxicity was only manageable by reducing the exposure to the increased oxygen levels.

Kit set Plo down on the Bunk, murmuring a soft ‘hold on for just a little bit longer' before moving to look for something, anything to ease the Oxygen Poisoning.

He was certain he kept Oxygen absorption patches around because of this— because, while he was incredibly smart and quick-witted, his partner was extremely stupid.

Kit was a Jedi, yes. He knew that Jedi were, in a sense, for the greater good and for citizens and innocents, for the Light Side of the Force, but the lack of self-preservation—!

Granted he couldn’t really speak, but it always made him a bit huffy and worried when Plo came back with various injuries that could have been avoided. Something he knew that also happened in the vice-versa with him.

It took Kit a moment to remember to call the 104th Medic on board, but as soon as he did, he had found the patches.

Plo had already started with a hacking cough by the time Kit made his way back to the Kel Dor, but he didn’t waste any time, propping the other up against his side and carefully inspecting the mask.

There— it was a small crack, enough to blend in with the scratches from the mission, but enough that oxygen had been leaking in since, well, Kit wasn’t sure for how long. But judging by how deep that cough was, it had been a while.

He sealed the crack with a patch, making sure the adhesive was fully sealed and that it covered the entire crack.

Even with the patch, though, what Plo needed was a nebulizer— though at this point, the medicine within one might be enough to soothe the raw pain from coughing and choking. A ventilator would be stronger, but Plo could clearly breathe still. He was just being poisoned slowly and—

Kit shook himself out of his thoughts when Plo jerked a bit, coughing lowly.

“Kit?”

It came out as more of a wheeze if anything, but Kit reached over, taking the Kel Dor��s still gloved hand and squeezing.

“I got you, Plo. Sinker and Ember will be here soon enough, and the boys are setting up a field for you to decompress in… a crack like that won’t keep you down, yeah?”

A wheezing chuckle came from Plo as he shifted, resting his head against Kit’s chest.

“Yes… you are… right…” he murmured, and Kit squeezed his hand again.

It was going to be fine.

Kit was more than he appeared to be, he knew healing to an extent and he had caught it in time. Plo would be okay.

Because Kit wasn’t an idiot and knew what to look for, because Plo was resilient, because Sinker and Ember were on their way.

Plo would be okay.

I knocked this out faster than I thought I would lol

Anyways, from what I gathered, Kit doesn't have a named Flagship so, here's the Renaissance. Aka the peak of artistic beauty— //smacked. Ahem. Anyways.

If you've been following me for a bit, you know that Ember is one of the 104th's medics, the other (head) medic being Ghost. Apparently, Sinker also has medic experience, but I don't remember seeing it in-show. Oh well. Flit showed up briefly in another fic I did and is Kit's battalion medic.

[thelove-ablepenguin]

Ah here it is!! I finally wrote about my penguin clone ocs! Thank you @soclonely for the idea🥰, and @vanilla-chip-101 for the brainstorming sessions 🥰.

Lieutenant Pebble (CT-6565): The hopeless romantic of the squad and the strategist. As a young cadet he liked to give gifts to his batchmates as his way of showing his love, but on the ocean planet of Kamino, all he could ever find was pebbles off the bottom of ships. In his free time he would sneak outside to the landing platform and look for any rocks that he could find. He would bring them in and only the smooth or pretty ones were used as gifts. His brothers kept all of the rocks, even if they didn’t know what to do with them, and now Pebble can usually find a perfect rock for each brother on whatever planet they are located. 

Clone Trooper Kowaski (CT-6564): The smart and studious one of the group, but also the one to ramble off random facts and statistics. He didn’t get his name until after deployment, when the batch was located on a snowy planet with little war activity. While off duty, they were watching a holo drama about four penguins going on misadventures with other zoo animals, and as always, he started rambling about how scientifically incorrect the cartoon was. His batchmates started comparing him to the nerdy penguin in the holo and the name Kowaski stuck. He pretended to hate it at first, but now he embraces it. 

Clone Medic Flipper (CT-6563): The medic and a hopeless romantic in disguise! Flipper loves everything cute and cuddly, but as a cadet, he would never dare tell his brothers. Up until deployment, he was the top of his medic class, cold, calculating, and straight to the point. He was a great medic but he was known to be almost too strict. However, the facade came crashing down one day on the same snowy deployment where Kowaski got his name. Flipper and a brother were out on patrol and he accidentally stepped on the wing of a penguin. The poor medic broke down in tears, healed the penguin’s wing, and decided to be less strict, and more of his true self. He isn’t allowed to keep a penguin as a pet, but he would if he could. 

ARC Trooper Kororā (Core-Roar-Rrah) (CT-6562): Our beloved short king and the main hand to hand combat. As a cadet, Kororā, was always a few inches smaller than his batchmates. The Kaminoans thought he was defective, so he worked very hard to be the best combat clone of his batch. His determination to be a good soldier, pushed the Kaminoans into a debate on whether or not he would be decommissioned. Luckily he never had to worry about that, because during his last growth period, he caught up in height and weight with his batchmates. His brothers did tease him about his height when he was in a good mood, and since his favorite animals are penguins, they named him after the Māori word for the Little penguin species, Kororā. 

Captain Pal (CT-6561): The leader of the group and has a special talent of being able to use any weapon that he finds. Pal liked to research anything and everything as a cadet, even if he had to hack into forbidden data. During his research, he would look for anything that was similar to his CT number. Once, he found that there was an extinct penguin genus that stood about 6.561 feet tall named Palaeeudyptes. He instantly fell in love, but as the leader of the group, he felt it was too improper to be called anything other than his CT number. It wasn’t until Flipper’s breakdown, that he finally started using a name as well. Pal takes his responsibilities as leader seriously, so he’s usually the distant one unless he’s hanging out one on one. Then he’s a real jokester and also lets his soft side show. He does care about his brothers, but wants them to stay safe. 

[purplehairedwonder]

Lead Me Back to Suffering Chapter 14

Fandom: One Piece Rating: R Pairings: Trafalgar Law/Donquixote Doflamingo (Non-consensual), Trafalgar Law/Monkey D. Luffy (eventual) Words: 3,743 Characters: Trafalgar Law, Monkey. D Luffy, Bepo, Shachi, Penguin Warnings: Rape/Non-con, suicide attempt Note: This was written for the “Kidnapping” square on my Bad Things Happen Bingo @badthingshappenbingo​ card. Anon prompted Law and Luffy.

The title comes from the Vertical Horizon song “Shackled.”

Summary: In the wake of Kaido’s fall, Law is kidnapped from the shores of Wano.

Previous chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13

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As the words on the paper registered, Law’s blood went cold. He was vaguely aware of Luffy, Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin exploding into shouts around him while gesturing wildly, but he couldn’t make out what they were saying over the rushing in his ears and the pounding of his heart in his chest.

Frozen there on his bed, Law could practically feel the cold bite of Seastone against his neck and the helplessness of not being able to access his powers.

He could hear Doflamingo whisper, “No one cares that you’re gone, little bird. No one but me,” and feel the ghost of Doflamingo’s touch trailing over his skin.

He could see Doflamingo’s wicked smile as he stabbed yet another string clone in Luffy’s shape in front of Law and taste the metallic tang of blood that followed instances of displeasing his captor.

He could smell the burned flesh from the branding on his back and feel Doflamingo’s weight pressing him down down down…

It was too much.

Law jolted to his feet, causing the others to freeze as they turned to him.

“Torao?”            

“Captain?”

“I—” Law started, glancing around at the four figures in his room. The four figures that suddenly made the room feel suffocatingly small, especially when Doflamingo’s words were taking up all the oxygen. “I need some air,” he said and shoved past his crewmates to the door and into the hallway. He ignored their concerned calls behind him.

He’d made it halfway down the hall when he realized he didn’t want to face the questioning of everyone else outside either. Law opened a Room, exhaling in relief as it expanded as it should, only stopping once it reached the front gate of the city. After summoning his hat and Kikoku from his quarters, he found a pebble inside the gate and promptly switched places with it. He dropped his Room and marched off without any direction in mind except away.

His feet moved on their own while Law focused on keeping his mind blank; his memories would overwhelm him if he let them. The ruins of the city blurred around him. He had no idea how long he’d been walking when his feet came to a stop, and he stiffened as he looked up and saw where he’d ended up.

He stood across the street from the ruins of Flevance General Hospital.

The familiar building was little more than a burned-out husk. The once white exterior was blackened by the fire that had consumed it—consumed Lami and his parents among so many other innocents—the night Flevance had fallen. The windows had long shattered, and the wrought iron gates hung precariously from their hinges, looking like a light breeze could send them toppling to the ground.

For a long moment, he just stared at the building. Despite his best attempts at keeping his thoughts from swirling, memories played in front of his mind’s eye. He remembered spending hours in his parents’ offices, working on homework or studying their medical books while he waited for them to finish their shifts. Sometimes he would shadow one of them as they did their rounds, their regular patients greeting Law with a smile and asking what he was studying now.

He remembered countless hours spent at Lami’s bedside after she’d fallen ill; Law would spend mornings before school with his sister and return to her bedside after his classes were done for the day, doing his homework next to her and often falling asleep against the side of her bed. He would wake up to any hitch in his sister’s breathing or sound of discomfort that she made in her sleep.

Law remembered listening outside his father’s cracked door as he made urgent calls to other doctors and governments in desperate search of help as Amber Lead Disease started spreading through the population, doctors and patients alike falling to the disease. Even at his young age, Law had started noticing the cracks in his father’s voice after Lami had fallen ill, and they’d only worsened as her illness spread, until—

Law’s legs gave out beneath him, sending him to the ground in a heap, as visions of putting Lami in the closet to protect her flashed in front of his eyes.

His stomach turned as he remembered hearing gunshots and finding his parents’ bodies, and he twisted so he could retch, though nothing came out since he hadn’t eaten anything yet that day.

He started to shake as he remembered running from the hospital, bullets whizzing by his head, the heat of the hospital’s fire against his back, and the curses of his pursuers ringing in his ears.

Law swallowed as he struggled to shove the memories aside, breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth. He usually had enough control of himself to keep the worst memories at bay while he was awake, but that was when he wasn’t standing in front of the building where his entire family had died. The walls he’d spent years erecting around those memories were of little use at their source.

Once he’d managed to pull himself together and calm his shaking, he pushed himself into a sitting position. There was a brick wall that had once served as the perimeter of a small park a few feet away, and Law used Kikoku to help himself crawl toward it. Once he was close enough to the wall, Law collapsed against it with a weary sigh.

He was just glad none of his crew were here to see him in such a state. They were worried enough about him as it was, and Doflamingo’s letter would only worry them further. Law dropped his head back against the wall and stared at the hospital across the street once more, thoughts wandering freely.

Law started, pulled from his reverie when his Observation Haki alerted him to Luffy’s approach a few blocks away. He supposed he should have expected that after the letter and his abrupt exit from the Tang. After they’d apparently spent the night together… Law was far too tired to even start untangling that fucking mess on top of every other disaster in his life.

“You love him,” Doflamingo’s voice taunted in the back of his mind, and Law scrubbed a hand over his face, as though it might remove the memory of that night from his mind. No such luck.

Law didn’t bother turning his head when the slap of sandals against the cobblestones reached his ears. He kept his gaze on the burned-out building across the street as the footsteps came to a halt at his side.

“There you are, Torao,” Luffy said.

“What are you doing here, Straw Hat-ya?”

“Torao’s been gone for a while. Your nakama were worried about you.”

Law raised an eyebrow before glancing at the sky and registering that the sun had moved quite a bit since he’d first entered the city in the morning. Had he really gotten that lost in his head not to notice how long he’d been here? Fuck, he really was a mess.

“Besides,” Luffy added, dropping to the ground next to Law, “Torao missed lunch. And you shouldn’t skip meals!” He rummaged through his pockets before making a victorious sound and pulled out a mangled rice ball. He held it out to Law with a grin. “Here!”

Law blinked at the proffered item dumbly for several seconds before shaking himself and taking it. “Uh. Thanks.”

Luffy’s grin widened, and something inside Law’s chest flipped.

“Your weakness has always been your heart. My Corazons, always made weak by their hearts.”

Law took a bite of the rice ball just to have something to do other than think. Though it looked the worse for wear—Law didn’t want to consider what else might have been in Luffy’s pockets—it still tasted excellent. Sanji’s, most likely.

Luffy hummed, satisfied, as Law ate, and he entwined his fingers then rested them behind his head as he leaned against the wall next to Law. When Law finished eating, he dropped his hands back into his lap, suddenly not quite sure what to do with them. Luffy had remained quiet while Law ate, and it was probably the quietest Law had ever heard him outside of his sleep. Something about it made Law’s skin itch.

“Aren’t you going to ask?” Law finally asked, glancing at the other captain out of the corner of his eye. The quiet was, honestly, unnerving—especially with the specter of their surroundings hanging over them.

Luffy blinked at looked at Law. “Hm? Ask what?”

Law suppressed the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. “What I’m doing here.”

“Oh,” Luffy said, shrugging. “I figured if Torao wanted to tell me, Torao would. If not, that’s okay, too.”

For a moment, Law just looked at Luffy before shaking his head. The younger man was constantly upending Law’s expectations—like the night before, when somehow he’d known exactly what Law needed to hear and had helped Law past his block with his fruit. Law didn’t know how he did it. His lips twitched upward, and he rested his head back against the wall once more.

He did, Law realized with some surprise as he looked back over the ruins of the hospital, want to tell Luffy. Despite his visceral reaction to standing in front of the hospital earlier, he found that he did want to share.

After he’d reunited with his crew on Zou, he’d told them a bit about his history with the Donquixote Family so they’d understand why he’d done what he had when they’d separated, but he’d left the part of his life prior to Spider Miles vague. Even Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin, who knew more about his history than anyone, didn’t know much about his life in Flevance. His past was something he’d kept locked up tightly in his chest for seventeen years.

But what good had keeping it locked up done him, besides keep him trapped in pain and fear?

Law had had years of being subjected to horrified looks and attempts to kill him for being a survivor of Flevance, yet Luffy had come all the way to the dead country from the New World to find Law and didn’t look at Law any differently after learning the truth.

More than that, Luffy had seen Law in Dressrosa, seen his near-suicidal attempt to cut Doflamingo’s strings from his life, and still wanted him as a partner to take on Kaido. He’d spent seven months looking for him after their partnership should, by all rights, have come to an end and didn’t look at him like he was weak after finding him.

Telling him felt… right somehow.

Felt important.

“This used to be the hospital,” Law found himself saying. Luffy made a curious sound, showing he was listening. “My parents worked here.”

“Torao’s parents were doctors too?” Luffy asked. “Is that why you became a doctor?”

“One reason, yes.”

Law had never considered he might be anything besides a doctor, except during those years he hadn’t expected to survive past thirteen. Even then, he’d continued studying medicine as a means of being useful to the Family. After Minion Island, when Law was left with little but a Devil Fruit he barely knew how to use and a polar bear mink at his side, practicing medicine felt like a way to honor his parents’ memories when nothing else was left of them.

“My father was widely considered the top doctor in the country,” Law said, mind going back to those early, peaceful years. “I wanted to be just like him.”

Once, his father had walked in on Law wearing his lab coat and using his stethoscope on a giggling Lami. Law had gone bright red in embarrassment while his parents had laughed and eventually gotten him an appropriately sized lab coat of his own. The memory took him by surprise; he hadn’t thought about that in years.

“My mother was a pediatr—” Law cut himself off, glancing at Luffy, and corrected himself: “She worked with children.”

Luffy nudged Law’s leg with his own. “Torao’s parents sound like good people.”

“They were,” Law agreed. He’d long since discarded the religious trappings of his upbringing, but he still hoped they couldn’t see Law from wherever they were; in becoming a pirate, he hadn’t exactly lived up their legacy.

“Torao is a good person, too.”

Law started and looked over at Luffy in surprise. The other captain was looking at him with that stupidly earnest expression again. Law was starting to realize something behind his breastbone was weak for that look. “Straw Hat-ya…”

Luffy reached out and took Law’s hand into his own, squeezing for emphasis. Law glanced between their hands and Luffy’s face, startled. But he didn’t pull away. “You’re good, Torao,” Luffy repeated. “And you deserve to be happy.”

Law… didn’t know what to say to that. He could disagree, but he knew Luffy wouldn’t let it go, and he wasn’t in the mood for an argument. Instead, he took a steadying breath and pressed forward. “How much did Bepo and the others tell you about what happened to Flevance?”

“Just that everyone got really sick, and the World Government core-an-teemed them.”

“Quarantined.”

“That’s what I said. And then soldiers came in and killed everyone and lied about it.”

Law nodded. They’d kept it to the bare details, then. Law was grateful. Still, he wanted Luffy to know about this. To understand.

“Flevance was famous for its Amber Lead, a white ore we mined for generations. It made our country quite wealthy. But there was a price: Amber Lead, when undisturbed, is harmless. But when it is disturbed, it’s poisonous. Because of the constant mining, each generation had slightly shorter lifespans due to the poison’s effects. We didn’t know the extent of it until people of all ages started falling ill at the same time when I was a child.”

Luffy tightened his grip on Law’s hand, as if to anchor him, and Law continued. “My sister. Lami.” Oh. Saying her name aloud was harder than Law expected. “She fell ill when she was six. I was ten.” He swallowed, remembering her in her hospital bed. “She was so small, and the white spots spread quickly over her body. She was in so much pain, and there was nothing anyone could do.

“My parents worked furiously to try to find a cure for Amber Lead Disease, even after they got sick too, but people were dying all across the city. No one would help, and the neighboring countries thought the illness was contagious.” His eyes narrowed. “It wasn’t. But the World Government spread the lie anyway to justify what happened next.”

Law glanced back at Luffy. “You know the fencing around the city?” Luffy nodded. “That was placed by the World Government to keep us in the city. The quarantine. People who tried to escape were shot. Except the Royal Family, who fled.”

Luffy made an angry sound but didn’t interrupt. Law was appreciative. If he was going to finish this story, he didn’t want to be interrupted; he might not be able to start again.

“The night Flevance fell, soldiers stormed the city. They promised people—children,” Law added, grinding his teeth, as he remembered the sister and his classmates asking him to join them, “—safe passage out of the city then shot them. They burned every building. They hunted us.” He shook his head, the acrid stench of smoke rising in his nostrils, heat on his skin. His breath caught, and Luffy pressed closer to Law’s side.

“My parents, my sister, and I were in the hospital that night. Soldiers came in, so I hid Lami in a closet. I promised to come back for her. Then I heard gunshots. I ran into my dad’s office and found my parents.” He shut his eyes, only to be greeted by the image of his parents’ bodies in a pool of blood. He opened them again, though the image lingered for several seconds before dissipating. “The soldiers saw me and started shooting, so I ran and hid. By the time I got back to the hospital, it was on fire. My sister died in there, waiting for me to come back.”

“How did you get out?” Luffy asked quietly.

“Hid under a pile of corpses,” Law replied, shuddering. Some of his worst nightmares were of being pressed down by the bodies of people he loved, suffocating on the stench of death. On hard days when getting out of bed seemed a herculean task, that odor wouldn’t leave his nose. “From there, I went to Spider Miles and Doflamingo.”

“And Cora-san?”

“And Cora-san,” Law agreed. “At that point, I had about three years left before the Amber Lead Disease would kill me, but Cora-san refused to let me die.”

“So, he got you the Ope Ope no Mi.”

Law nodded, swallowing. “And you know the rest.” Or enough of it, anyway.

Luffy hummed in agreement. He was quiet for a moment, then he brightened. He nudged Law with his shoulder before jumping to his feet. “Thanks for telling me, Torao!”

Law blinked, taken off guard by the response. But as Luffy smiled at him, Law could feel a weight lift from his shoulders. Luffy wasn’t looking at him like knowing Law’s history changed anything about him. There was also no pity, just gratitude at being trusted with something important.

Luffy held his hand out, and Law, hesitating only briefly, took it. As Luffy pulled Law to his feet, Law felt lighter. Once Law was upright, Luffy seemed hesitant to let his hand go.

“Is Torao ready to go back?” Luffy asked as his hand slid slowly through Law’s before dropping back to his side. He glanced up at the sky, noting the late afternoon sunlight. They had been sitting here for a while, it seemed. “Dinner should be ready soon!”

Law rolled his eyes—of course Luffy would be thinking with his stomach—though his lips quirked upward. “You go ahead, Straw Hat-ya. I’ll be right behind you.”

Luffy gave Law a curious look, but when Law nodded toward the hospital, his expression turned understanding, and he started walking back toward the harbor.

Law walked up to the gates of the hospital and stopped, reaching a hesitant hand out to the metal, almost expecting it still to be hot; it was cool. He shut his eyes. It had been a long time since he’d prayed—even longer since he’d actually believed anyone was listening—but this was where his family had died; it was the closest thing to a grave they would ever have.

He knew the vision he’d had of them right before he’d tried to jump from the balcony wasn’t real, but he couldn’t help but feel the accusations leveled at him acutely as he stood here, in the place they’d fallen.

“You were going to be special, son,” his father’s voice said sadly.

“You were going to make a difference,” his mother added.

“You were going to look out for me,” Lami accused.

Luffy was right; his parents had been good people. Much better than Law, that was for sure. Luffy might think Law was good, but Law knew differently. He was angry, bitter, and vengeful. He was supposed to be a doctor, but he’d taken more lives than he’d saved. He couldn’t be anything but a disappointment to his family. He’d been irrevocably shaped by Doflamingo’s hands, far more reflective of that cruel man than the family he’d lost.

“You’re all that’s left of us,” his mother said.

His father’s eyes narrowed. “And you’re helping him dishonor us all.”

“Why are you helping him?” Lami asked, glancing between Law and their father.

The research Doflamingo had commissioned was missing, no doubt in Caesar’s hands, just waiting for Doflamingo to return to begin again. And Law… Law had turned into a shaking mess the moment Doflamingo threatened to return.

Because Law was afraid.

For so much of his life, Law had run from his fear. He’d run from Flevance. He’d run from Minion Island. Even now, having faced Emperors head on and come out victorious, he still ran from that man, the fear lingering from his childhood far more visceral than anything he faced as an adult.

What are you really afraid of? a voice demanded.

Was Law truly afraid of Doflamingo? Doflamingo had been afraid of Kaido, yet both Kaido and Big Mom had fallen to the Worst Generation in Wano.

You’re afraid of a memory.

Gunshots, black feathers, and falling snow. “I’ll need to raise him so he knows to die for my sake.”

You’re afraid of the knowledge he holds.

“They were very interested to learn that Flevance had a survivor. And that said survivor was a D.”

You’re afraid of the influence he wields.

“We struck a deal. I would take care of a problem for them, and they would release me and not interfere in my affairs. We would go back to the arrangement we had before you and your ally showed up on Dressrosa.”

But you are not afraid of him. Not really.

Startled, Law opened his eyes once more. The realization felt like it sent an electric current through him; his very blood was buzzing. He let out a breath.

“I understand,” he whispered. “I’ve been giving him the power all along.” His hand tightened its grip around the metal of the gate. “It’s time to take it back.” He looked back up at the hospital.

“Thank you.”

Then Law let go of the gate and turned back to the road. Luffy hadn’t made it too far, clearly hoping Law would catch up with him. Huffing in amusement, Law called, “Straw Hat-ya, wait.”

Luffy paused and looked back at him. He beamed as Law made his way to his side. “Ready, Torao?”

And, for once, Law realized, he was. “Yes,” he said, falling in step with his ally. “I am.”

-----

Two days later, the joined crews of the Straw Hats and Hearts waited anxiously for the News Coo. Once the bird arrived, Law paid for the paper and, heart pounding, read the headline. Law turned it around for the others to see:

Trafalgar D. Water Law to the World Government: ‘I am a survivor of Flevance’

[kaasknot]

trans preg codex ?!? 👀😳

this is not a happy story. this is medical dehumanization, nonconsensual medical experimentation, and too much hurt without enough comfort.

rex is genetically female, one of the inevitable chromosomal anomalies that crop up in a cloning batch as large as the GAR. that's never been a problem for him, however; he started getting subdermal hormone implants once he turned 6 years old, and genitals aside, he looks indistinguishable from his brothers.

unfortunately, kaminoan sexual education does not extend so far as to inform their product that HRT is not birth control. two years into the war, rex goes to kix for a persistent stomach bug. he comes away with a diagnosis of pregnancy. once the question marks and denial get explained into submission, rex accepts that he's going to be a father—in possibly the worst possible environment for parenthood imaginable.

oh, but it turns out there's an SOP for pregnancy, kix says.

what do you mean? rex asks.

you're not the first clone to become pregnant, kix explains. you're to relinquish command, get on a shuttle, and report to nala se on kamino.

this obviously goes down like a lead balloon, but rex is just one man against the GAR. he thinks long and hard about pulling a cut and running for it, but he couldn't do that to cody. besides, they'll probably fix it on kamino.

they do not fix it on kamino. the kaminoan scientists regard this as an unprecedented opportunity to study the clone genome: through random genetic shuffling, ie sex, they can see what traits are truly dominant, and which have just been forced to the fore by medical magic. even better, nearly all of the subjects' sires were clones themselves, so the samples are virtually untainted. and if in the end the kaminoans get viable offspring, they can add them to the cadet pool.

cue nine months of body horror as rex is taken off HRT and his body changes rapidly and unrecognizably. there are other clones like him in the maternity ward, some veterans like him, most relatively shiny. the youngest is barely 8 years old, the other father one of his training mates. they form a penguin huddle against the cold of kamino's regard, but it's little enough against the vast institutional might of the republic.

there's a subplot with cody finding out (rex isn't in his direct chain of command, so he wasn't privy to rex's medical file), and i may or may not address fives's chip arc. but just know in advance that there will not be a happy ending.

[capricornrabies]

Ask box open for Clones

I’m opening my ask box for my clone Beans, you can ask them questions directly  (by using “ “)or ask for information about them. This one will just be Raven’s beans, the others plus commandos will come later

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The 812th - The flock 

Star crusier: The Haunting

General: 

-Raven addair

Commander : 

- Birdsong aka ‘Birdie’

ARC Troopers:

- Goose

- Crane

- Vulture

- Longclaw

- Lyre (belongs to @meshlamando )

Medics:

- Puffin

- Frogmouth

- Tyrant

Troopers:

- Crow

- Dove

- Magpie

- Robin

- Kookaburra

- Owl

- Finch

- Gull

- Falcon

- Starling

- Toucan

- Cassowary

- Penguin

- Fire-eye

- Argus

- Plover

- Swan

- Barbet

- Pigeon

- Jacamar

- Sunbird

- Shrike

- Oriole

- Jay

- Monarch

- Lark

- Thrash

- HummingBird

- Sparrow

- Blackbird

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The 371st 

Star crusier: The willful

General:

- Redacted

- Raven Addair

Commander:

- Mustang

ARC troopers:

- Winx

- Trojan

- Goliath

Medics:

- Pegasus

- Whisper

Troopers:

- Dancer

- Eclipse

- Lucky

- Tanya

- Duke

- Azul

- Stardust

- Chess

- Diablo

- Maximus

- Lightning

- Frost

- Ruin

- Spirit

[themandylion]

A Tale of Two Tims

(Have a thing I wrote up/shared on the Tim Drake Discord Server.)

Okay, but listen. Parent-trap type situation where there are actually two Tims, let's call them Timothy Jackson Drake and Timothy Drake Jackson. The one that first shows up/first becomes Red Robin in New52 is Tim Jackson—when he screws up and brings the wrath of Penguin down on him/his family, he does his own version of witness protection to hide his parents, then assumes the identity of his cousin, Tim Drake (who went to a dig with his archeologist parents over the summer; the whole family apparently died when their plane went down, all very tragic). It's going pretty good, the Jacksons were for all intents and purposes killed by Penguin's men when they shot up their suburban home. Tim "Drake" (actually Tim J.) is found to be alive! And taken in by local philanthropist, Bruce Wayne. At night, he dresses up as Red Robin, everything's cool.

EXCEPT! Turns out Tim Drake (the real one, the one we know and love from pre-Flashpoint canon) actually didn't die in that plane crash! He makes it back to Gotham, looking for his only relatives, the Jacksons (I'm thinking Tim J.'s dad was Janet Drake's brother and both Tims were named for a shared grandfather, btw). Only they're dead?? And somehow there's already a Tim Drake in Gotham, living as the ward of Bruce Wayne?? Tim D. looks at the photos and look. Look. He's not an idiot. He knows that's his cousin Tim. But he also knows that Tim J. wouldn't have stolen his identity without a good reason so he, like... puts on a fake mustache and some sunglasses and goes to talk to Tim J. who I am trying very hard not to call Jimothy

They decide that the best course of action would be to time share the Tim Drake identity. Tim D.'s always idolized Batman and Robin ("Wait, he made you Robin?! Tim, I'm the one who stalked them for years, this is so not fair!" "Technically, I'm Red Robin, not Robin." "You know what I mean!!"), he's down with getting a chance to be (Red) Robin sometimes! They have to do lots of secret training and junk to make sure Tim D. is at the same level as Tim J., even so they both have their own distinct styles (Tim J., the near-Olympic gymnast, is very flippy and twisty; Tim D. is more cerebral and a better detective; both of them are experts with the bo staff).

The Tims are cousins, but some cousins look very similar. Maybe they both took after the grandparent they were named after or something, idk. They're nearly the same age, almost the same height, and once Tim D. finally gets around to having his hair cut, their hair is the same also.

None of the Bats are aware that there are multiple Tims. If the Tim that checks on Mr. and Mrs. Jackson in Batman & Robin Eternal is Tim D., they're aware it's not their son—but they're also so grateful to see their sweet nephew who they were certain was dead! And he'd basically be their son now if it weren't for how their own Tim kinda totally screwed stuff up so now they have to be in hiding, oops.

Eventually, it becomes a challenge for them—how long can they keep everyone aside from Tim J.'s parents from realizing that there are multiple Tims? They make bets over who'll figure it out first, and when, and how. Supers might be able to tell that this Tim is not the same as the Tim who they met before! Better stay away from Supers for a bit. What if someone notices that Tim doesn't have the same scars?? There's a tense period where they seriously consider purposefully scarring each other in an effort to complete the illusion, before they realize that's crazy and they'll just have to shower privately/be very careful about medical stuff. Tims have to be careful and try to always wear gloves in the cave so that there aren't any contradictory fingerprints. ("Tim, how come you never do fingerprint ID on your phone?" "Uuuuh I just prefer number passcodes. *sweats nervously*")

Probably the biggest threat to the whole charade is that they both really, really want to pull an Epic Prank on Damian to get back at him for all the times he tried to kill them. But no, there's too great a chance it could reveal the whole thing. But it would be so glorious for a brief period of time—!

(This is where I point out that I have mostly ignored Rebirth so I have no idea about most details and am mostly dependent on stuff I've gleaned from Tumblr.) Which Tim was "dead"? Who knows! Probably the flippy usurper, though. This might also explain why Bruce was so ready to accept Tim's "death"—he knew Tim wasn't dead because Tim was right there! In the manor! Hiding out and pretending to be dead until Batman got to the bottom of the mystery of who tried to kill Red Robin! "Good job, sport, dodging the incinerating lasers at the last moment and tricking the drones into thinking they'd killed you!" "Riiiight, dodging... *sweats nervously*" (Tim D. is super-worried about Tim J., but he can't say/do anything or else the Bats will find out that there's more than one Tim!! Oh noooooo)

Neither one of them lays claim to evil future Tim—who isn't even aware of the existence of multiple Tims?? Clearly this future Tim is an inferior Tim, ugh, not worth listening to, what a jerk wait who's Conner that name sounds vaaaaguely familiar to Tim D....

When memories start coming back and such in Rebirth? That's all Tim D. There's gonna be some reeeeally interesting conversations when he finally makes it back and has a chance to sit down with Tim J. and compare notes. ("Wait, what do you mean you saw Kon? Didn't he get wiped from existence by that whole weird paradox thing where he couldn't have ever existed in the first place?" "Different Kon entirely. My Kon is a clone-combo of Clark and Luthor. Also, my Bart is an adorable dork with big hair, much cooler than your Bart. Sorry, I don't make the rules.")

Anyway. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk on how DC should have handled the sudden personality change between pre-Flashpoint!Tim and New52!Tim. *bows*

[currentfandomkick]

Bio! Dad strange AU continued

Marinette grew up between Gotham and Paris—strange gets her every summer.

Zsasz has taken on babysitting duty with a strange glee that causes everyone to give him a few feet. Why?

Becuase a murder-happy mercenary is cooing over a tiny girl who’s response to ‘how ahould i take them out’ during a consultation was to tilt her head and say “why do that when you can make them your puppet? Find what they want, tease them with it and make it just yours to share if you want. If that doesnt work, break in and have poeple sleeping on the floor. No murder and new minion are much better, right uncle vic?”

Her other favorite babysitter is Jerome, aka the Joker, aka someone who should not be around tiny children unsupervised ever. Why? This conversation.

“Do you know how i got these?”

Tiny marinette squints, gasps, then says “you beat Koh the face stealer! How!”

Instead of correcting her, Jerome decided to tell her this. “I woke up, hunted him down and killed him for stealing my face.”

“Oh! Is that why he is t stealing faces anymore?”

Jerome rolls with it. “Yep.”

Marinette just smiles and asks about how to foght bad people since ‘maman says i need to be prepared. But she doesnt have time to teach me since she store’s busy.’

This lead to tiny little Marinette getting lessons from the goddamn joker and victor zsasz teaching her villany 101 disguised as needed Gothamite skills. Zsasz gets how to dislocate joints, hit properly, and how to break into anything with various odd ends, and how to ‘properly intimidate and threaten enemies without killing them’. Joker gets sneaking around, throwing knives, helps with her acrobatic instruction (she likes the flying bits, ok?), how to ‘inspire minions’ (she thinks he means start political movements) and how to know when the rules are not important anymore— “if they hurt you, hurt them back. They wont learn otherwise, took me forever to get that one right.” And “remember kiddo, its all about how you present yourself. Be what they cant stand when you cant stand them.” And “someone made those rules up. They could be made for very dumb reasons, like the no meta ones. Make those rules wish they were never born.”

Her favorite person is harley quinn. She wear her hair pig tails, can go on and on about her psychology research and work, thinks its fabulous. She’s part of the new Sirens dedicated to protecting victims of abuse, oh, and is a survivor of abuse from jerimah (yes, from gotham. Yes, he is Mr. J but everyone thinks he’s the joker and it pisses him off and he took it out on Harley when he was alive... he dies and revives a lot here.)

Poison Ivy’s cadmus clone, Rose, adopts Marinette. Rose loks about 10 when she meets toddler Marientte. Rose is only a few weeks old at the time, and was the practice for Superboy’s eventual cloning. She escaped by accident, ran into batman of all people, and was dumped onto a very cofused poison ivy in her green house. Little Marinette followed Rose around, gigled when the plants tossed her around and ended up with a cool plant mark that only appears in UV lighting. Rose is DoneTM woth the Justice League and Batman, often complaining to Marinette about things she notices—like her being given to a known criminal, confined to a greenhouse filled with deadly plants and unable to go to school due to the plants revolting if she tries to leave with Ivy.

Poison Ivy accepts that she is now a mother (has no idea how that happened. But then again, she did skip puberty so...) and takes having Marinette hang out as a little kid as another part of being a Mom.

Riddler and Ed Nygma are two separate personalities sharinga body. riddler is pacified from ciolence if Marinette or his son, code name Puzzler, can out riddle or maze or puzzle him. He is happy to teach them both about florensics, biology, engineering and how to make mazes and traps. He is the weird but fun uncle, who has the most effective grounding strategy—put you in a puzzle maze building. Ed is the parental one, who listens to their problems and suggests talking it out and not hitting the other person or manipulating them into revenge oswald. Ed takes the time to let the kids be kids and offers positive feedback, especially on their interests and both of their babble fits as ‘its good to see the real you without those silly little walls people keep insisting on’

Uncle penguin is a joke to little marinette. Who she keeps having to sneak out of arkham. Why? ‘Uncle penguin, you make bulls in china shops look like shadow assassins.’ She helps him becuase ‘he’s obviously dating uncle riddler, duh’ and uncle riddler and uncle ed are very nice to her and encourage her curiosity.

She hates Jerimah. Who hates her for liking Jerome.

She is terrifed of Tetch/Mad Hatter. She cant find words for it other than he feels wrong. Jerome has been quantined for beating the shit out of Tetch for getting to close to a leery Marinette and saying “she’d make a wonderful alice.”

Professor Strange is a good dad here, albeit a semi-villianous one. Mostly de-villianed. Mostly. He lets Marinette be her affectionate self, encourages her interests in everything and her love of just learning things, supplies her with her sticker treatment, and does his best to follow her love languages—touch and gift giving. He is the reason she so many things for fashion, he supplies the money for it (much to sabine’s shock the first time) and also choses to help fund and mentor the science-centered members of the RKC or Rouge Kids Club who do actively undermine the Rogues for big things like murder, joker gas, fear toxin, and have attacked medical conpanies for making bad products. He just, sometimes, sicks a Rogue on someone that tries to get his daughter’s identity. Ok?

Also for purposes of witness protection, Marinette is called “Jill” or “Jillian Smith” in Gotham.

The rogues kids or RKC call her safety net or nets. More on that later.

[mwolf0epsilon]

-Sponge, Lich, and Pitch are sitting on a bench-

Penguin: Why do you guys look so sad?

Sponge: Sit down with us so we can tell you.

-Penguin sits down-

Lich: The bench is freshly painted.

[tsarisfanfiction]

Brutal (Tales From The Heart)

Fandom: One Piece Rating: Teen Warnings: Blood, description of injury Characters: Law, Shachi, Penguin

There was no such thing as a 'no name' pirate crew in the New World. There were still tiers, of course, ranging from the Yonkou and Shichibukai to the Supernovas of their varying generations, to the veteran crews that took their time to pass the Red Line and the crews that didn't quite reach the hundred million bounty before their entrance, but every single one had a history that only required brief research to reveal. Even those formed in the New World were quick to gain infamy, mostly because they spawned from one of the Yonkou territories. Independence from such beginnings was an impressive feat in its own right (although it was rumoured that Akagami no Shanks was less sticky-fingered when it came to fledgling crews).

The Heart Pirates knew this. It was one of the admittedly many reasons for their own delayed crossing of the Red Line as they hung back to gather the final research on the current crews sailing the New World and bolster their own abilities before entering the most dangerous stretch of ocean in the world. By the time they finally ventured past Fishman Island some months later, they were far stronger than they had been at Sabaody. Law was confident that they'd no longer need to form unsavoury truces with unwelcome parties in order to at the least deal with one of the Kuma Clones (although the pirate himself was still another matter).

These facts combined to result in their current situation: a battle between the Heart Pirates, freshly into the New World at last, and a crew from the previous years' Supernova delegates. On paper, they were evenly matched, but paper rarely reflected reality. Experience was a teacher that could not be mimicked, and the Heart Pirates were at a distinct disadvantage, enhanced by their smaller crew size.

Law gritted his teeth, Kikoku bathed in blood as he endeavoured to save his stamina with minimal Rooms. There were too many to simply Amputate in one go, and exhausting himself would both make him a clear target, but also advertise his fruit's drawbacks to the world. They were disadvantaged, but as he kept as much of an eye on his crew as he possibly dared he could see that they were adapting well, working together in groups rather than attempting to fight one on one. Law himself had Bepo watching his back, the comforting wordless cries of the Mink a constant reassurance as the tide of the battle slowly swayed in their favour.

It would be too easy, too much like the protagonists in any fighting story, if they overcame the odds just like that. Law had never considered himself a protagonist.

"Penguin, move!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Law saw a flash of beige, the streak of green and orange betraying it as Shachi, diving towards his nakama and shouldering him out of the way even as a haki-coated fist blasted into his stomach. Armament haki had never been Shachi's specialty, and what meagre resistance he may have generated was annihilated as if it had never existed.

"Shachi!" Penguin screamed, recovering his balance with a roll away from a sword that meant to separate his head from his shoulders and leaping back to his feet, charging the culprit with his spear in hand. The opposing pirate grinned, revealing many missing teeth, and charged up his haki again defensively. Unlike Shachi, Penguin's speciality was armament and his spear pierced through as his offense overpowered the enemy's defence, disabling him instantly (honestly, from the way he fell like a stone Law was fairly sure the man would never rise again).

Shachi was still on his feet, unmoving for several long seconds. Law watched him in horror, frozen in place as his brain automatically catalogued the damage – there must have been something more to that punch, a simple haki-enhanced punch would never have done that much damage – and faintly heard Bepo behind him as the Mink intercepted a blow aimed for the back of Law's head.

Oh so slowly, Shachi moved, his katana slipping from limp fingers as his hands travelled to the bloody mess that was supposed to be his abdomen. Behind his shades, Law got the impression of a single blink.

"Ow," he said dumbly, blood spilling from his mouth and dying his teeth a mottled red before staining his lips and chin. Then he crumpled.

It was as if the world had slowed down. First his knees buckled, legs folding in on themselves as they lost the ability to remain locked in place. His torso followed, arms seemingly floating upwards ever so slightly before gravity shackled them with a violent tug, crashing them into first his torso and then the ground. As his head succumbed to the fall his hair remained suspended, playing around his face as if he were underwater before following the weight of his body to the ground. His hat slipped off in the process, settling all too lightly on the bloodstained ground beside him. The finale was a simple crunch as the impact proved too much for Shachi's shades, shattering the lenses and distorting the frame to reveal eyes lightly closed, as if he were only sleeping.

"SHACHI!"

At Penguin's anguished cry the world abruptly regained sentience, the sounds of the battle crashing over Law all at once as his limbs obeyed subconscious orders to get to the ginger's side. Penguin was already there, tentatively unfurling as much of the crumpled form as he dared to get a better look at the wound. The time for thoughts was long past as Law sacrificed his hoodie – his favourite yellow one with the black hood and three-quarter length sleeves he'd worn on Sabaody – for Penguin to use to staunch the bleeding as best he could even as he generated a Room to assess the damage.

They were in the middle of a battle. Leaving his back undefended to tend to the wounded was suicide, but all Law could think of was how quickly the yellow material was turning red, how Shachi's skin was already several shades lighter than it should be and still paling rapidly.

How Shachi was dying.

It was only once he'd stabilised him as best he could with field medicine that was of barely any use at all, expanding his Room in preparation to teleport them directly into the Tang's infirmary where he could work properly, that he realised his crew had manoeuvred themselves into a protective circle, defending his and Penguin's backs as they worked.

The battle was lost, Law realised. With the crew no longer on the offensive at all, they would be hard pressed to turn the tide back into their favour, especially with three of the strongest fighters down or otherwise occupied.

He sacrificed small boxes, barrels, anything not necessarily a requirement for their ongoing journey, and Shambled the entire crew onto the Tang. The sudden change wasn't good for Shachi, as the ginger was jostled slightly on landing and Penguin lost his grip on the now blood-drenched hoodie, but Law had at least ensured he landed on an infirmary bed, getting straight to work in his home domain.

There was no time to give his crew orders, to tell them to put the Tang into a dive and escape before they were followed, but someone must have kept their head in the panic, because the next thing Law noticed outside of his desperate surgery was the roar of the engines and the rising temperature signifying a racing dive.

He shut the distraction out, too busy with his hands buried too deep in Shachi's abdomen as he desperately pieced the stomach back together. He refused to let Shachi die.

What use was the potential for medical miracles if he couldn't use them to save his nakama?

[scienceetfiction]

2018 in Science

from Wikipedia 

Some highlights:

1 January – Researchers at Harvard, writing in Nature Nanotechnology, report the first single lens that can focus all colours of the rainbow in the same spot and in high resolution, previously only achievable with multiple lenses.

2 January – Physicists at Cornell University report the creation of "muscle" for shape-changing, cell-sized robots.

3 January  – Scientists in Rome unveil the first bionic hand with a sense of touch that can be worn outside a laboratory.

9 January  – A pattern in exoplanets is discovered by a team of multinational researchers led by the Université de Montréal: Planets orbiting the same star tend to have similar sizes and regular spacings. This could imply that most planetary systems form differently from the Solar System.

10 January – Researchers at Imperial College London and King's College London publish a paper in the journal Scientific Reports about the development of a new 3D bioprinting technique, which allows the more accurate printing of soft tissue organs, such as lungs. 15 January –  University of Washington scientists publish a report in the journal Nature Chemistry of the development of a new form of biomaterial based delivery system for therapeutic drugs, which only release their cargo under certain physiological conditions, thereby potentially reducing drug side-effects in patients.

17 January – Engineers at the University of Texas at Austin, in collaboration with Peking University scientists, announce the creation of a memory storage device only one atomic layer thick; a so-called 'atomristor'.

19 January – Researchers at the Technical University of Munich report a new propulsion method for molecular machines, which enables them to move 100,000 times faster than biochemical processes used to date.

22 January –  Engineers at MIT develop a new computer chip, with "artificial synapses," which process information more like neurons in a brain.

24 January – Scientists in China report in the journal Cell the creation of two monkey clones, named Zhong Zhong and Hua Hua, using the complex DNA transfer method that produced Dolly the sheep, for the first time.

25 January –  Researchers report evidence that modern humans migrated from Africa at least as early as 194,000 years ago, somewhat consistent with recent genetic studies, and much earlier than previously thought.

Scientists working for Calico, a company owned by Alphabet, publish a paper in the journal eLife which presents possible evidence that Heterocephalus glaber (naked mole-rat) do not face increased mortality risk due to aging.

29 January – Scientists report, for the first time, that 800 million viruses, mainly of marine origin, are deposited daily from the Earth's atmosphere onto every square meter of the planet's surface, as the result of a global atmospheric stream of viruses, circulating above the weather system, but below the altitude of usual airline travel, distributing viruses around the planet.

6 February  –  The National Snow and Ice Data Center (NSIDC) reports that global sea ice extent has fallen to a new record low. 9 February – Human eggs are grown in the laboratory for the first time, by researchers at the University of Edinburgh.

14 February  – Researchers found that blocking the enzyme beta-secretase (BACE1) in mice reduces formation of plaques responsible for Alzheimer's disease.

16 February – Scientists report, for the first time, the discovery of a new form of light, which may involve polaritons, that could be useful in the development of quantum computers.

19 February – Scientists identify traces of the genes of the indigenous Taíno people in modern-day Puerto Ricans, indicating that the ethnic group was not extinct as previously believed.

28 February – Astronomers report, for the first time, a signal of the reionization epoch, an indirect detection of light from the earliest stars formed – about 180 million years after the Big Bang.

9 March – NASA medical researchers report that human spaceflight may alter gene expression in astronauts, based on twin studies where one astronaut twin, Scott Kelly, spent nearly one year in space while the other, Mark Kelly, remained on Earth.

19 March – Uber suspends all of its self-driving cars worldwide after a woman is killed by one of the vehicles in Arizona. This is the first recorded fatality using a fully automated version of the technology.

18 April  –  Nanyang Technological University demonstrates a robot that can autonomously assemble an IKEA chair without interruption.

25 April   –  Scientists publish evidence that asteroids may have been primarily responsible for bringing water to Earth.

27 April – Stephen Hawking's final paper – A smooth exit from eternal inflation? – is published in the Journal of High Energy Physics.

30 April – Researchers report identifying 6,331 groups of genes that are common to all living animals, and which may have arisen from a single common ancestor that lived 650 million years ago in the Precambrian.

10 May – NASA's Carbon Monitoring System (CMS) is cancelled by the Trump administration.

17 May – Scientists warn that banned CFC-11 gas emissions are originating from an unknown source somewhere in East Asia, with potential to damage the ozone layer.

22 May –  Scientists from Purdue University and the Chinese Academy of Sciences report the use of CRISPR/Cas9 to develop a variety of rice producing 25-31% more grain than traditional breeding methods.

24 May  –  Researchers at the University of Leeds report that climate change could increase arable land in boreal regions by 44% by the year 2100, while having a negative impact everywhere else.

30 May  –  The first 3D printed human corneas are created at Newcastle University.  The FDA approves the first artificial iris.

Physicists of the MiniBooNE experiment report a stronger neutrino oscillation signal than expected, a possible hint of sterile neutrinos, an elusive particle that may pass through matter without any interaction whatsoever.

4 June – Direct coupling of the Higgs boson with the top quark is observed for the first time by the ATLAS experiment and the CMS experiment at CERN.

6 June –  Footprints in the Yangtze Gorges area of South China, dating back 546 million years, are reported to be the earliest known record of an animal with legs.

8 June – The U.S. Department of Energy’s Oak Ridge National Laboratory unveils Summit as the world’s most powerful supercomputer, with a peak performance of 200,000 trillion calculations per second, or 200 petaflops.

20 June  – Gene-edited pigs are made resistant to porcine reproductive and respiratory syndrome, one of the world's most costly animal diseases.

2 July  –  First confirmed image of a newborn planet, exoplanet PDS 70b, several times larger than the planet Jupiter.

11 July – Scientists report the discovery in China of the oldest stone tools outside of Africa, estimated at 2.12 million years old.

12 July – The IceCube Neutrino Observatory announces that they have traced a neutrino that hit their Antarctica-based research station in September 2017 back to its point of origin in a blazar 3.7 billion light-years away. This is the first time that a neutrino detector has been used to locate an object in space.

Using NASA's Hubble and ESA's Gaia, astronomers make the most precise measurements to date of the universe's expansion rate – a figure of 73.5 km (45.6 miles) per second per megaparsec – reducing the uncertainty to just 2.2 percent.

17 July – Scientists led by Scott S. Sheppard report the discovery of 12 new moons of Jupiter, taking its total number to 79. This includes an "oddball", Valetudo (originally known as S/2016 J 2; Roman-numeral designation Jupiter LXII), that is predicted to eventually collide with a neighbouring moon.

20 July – Scientists at the University of Alabama at Birmingham announce the reversal of aging-associated skin wrinkles and hair loss in a mouse model. 25 July –  Scientists report the discovery, based on MARSIS radar studies, of a subglacial lake on Mars, 1.5 km (0.93 mi) below the southern polar ice cap (see image), and extending sideways about 20 km (12 mi), the first known stable body of water on the planet.

27 July – The longest total lunar eclipse of the 21st century occurs.

30 July –  Using high-resolution satellite images, researchers from the Chizé Centre for Biological Studies report an 88% reduction in the world's biggest colony of king penguins, found on Île aux Cochons in the subantarctic Crozet Archipelago.

A study by NASA's Goddard Space Flight Center concludes that terraforming of Mars is physically impossible with present-day technology.

1 August  –  Lab-grown lungs are successfully transplanted into pigs for the first time.

16 August  –  Scientists at Sandia National Laboratories reveal a platinum-gold alloy believed to be the most wear-resistant metal in the world, 100 times more durable than high-strength steel.

16 August  – First complete map of the wheat genome.

18 August – Research presented at the Goldschmidt conference in Boston concludes that water is likely to be a common feature of exoplanets between two and four times the size of Earth, with implications for the search of life in our Galaxy.

20 August –  Scientists report that life, based on genetic and fossil evidences, may have begun on Earth nearly 4.5 billion years ago, much earlier than thought before.

22 August   –  Scientists report evidence of a 13 year-old hominin female, nicknamed Denny, estimated to have lived 90,000 years ago, and who was determined to be half Neanderthal and half Denisovan, based on genetic analysis of a bone fragment discovered in Denisova Cave; the first time an ancient individual was discovered whose parents belonged to distinct human groups.

Researchers report evidence of rapid shifts (in geological-time terms), nearly 30 times faster than known previously, of geomagnetic reversals, where the north magnetic pole of Earth becomes the south magnetic pole and vice versa, including a chronozone that lasted only 200 years, much shorter than any other such reversal found earlier.

30 August – Researchers from the Chinese University of Hong Kong report a new way of controlling nanobots, using swarm behaviours to do complex tasks in minimally invasive surgeries.

6 September – A study by the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign finds that large-scale solar panels and wind turbines in the Sahara desert would have a major impact on rainfall, vegetation and temperatures – potentially greening the region.

12 September – Scientists report the discovery of the earliest known drawing by Homo sapiens, which is estimated to be 73,000 years old, much earlier than the 43,000 years old artifacts understood to be the earliest known modern human drawings found previously.

20 September – Scientists discover molecules of fat in an ancient fossil to reveal the earliest confirmed animal in the geological record that lived on Earth 558 million years ago.

A paper in the Cryosphere journal, from the European Geosciences Union, suggests that building walls on the seafloor could halt the slide of undersea glaciers, which are melting due to warmer ocean temperatures.

Using data from the European Space Agency’s X-ray observatory XMM-Newton, astronomers report the first detection of matter falling into a black hole at 30% of the speed of light, located in the centre of the billion-light year distant galaxy PG211+143.

25 September  – Scientists determine that Vorombe titan, an extinct elephant bird from the island of Madagascar which reached weights of 800 kg (1,800 lb) and heights of 3 m (9.8 ft) tall, is the largest bird known to have existed.

26 September – Researchers provide evidence that phosphorus compounds, key components for life, are made in interstellar space and distributed throughout outer space, including the early Earth.

27 September – A study in the journal Science concludes that polychlorinated biphenyls (PCBs) could halve killer whale populations in the most heavily contaminated areas within 30–50 years. 1 October –  NASA-funded researchers find that lengthy journeys into outer space, including travel to the planet Mars, may substantially damage the gastrointestinal tissues of astronauts. The studies support earlier work that found such journeys could significantly damage the brains of astronauts, and age them prematurely. However, unlike the conditions in space, the study admitted the full radiation doses over short periods.

Astronomers announce the discovery of 2015 TG387 (also known as "The Goblin"), a trans-Neptunian object and sednoid in the outermost part of the Solar System, which may help explain some apparent effects of a hypothetical planet named Planet Nine (or Planet X).

11 October   –  Physicists report that quantum behavior can be explained with classical physics for a single particle, but not for multiple particles as in quantum entanglement and related nonlocality phenomena ("spooky action at a distance" ["gruselige Action in einiger Entfernung" (german)], according to Albert Einstein).

Harvard astronomers present an analytical model that suggests matter—and potentially dormant spores—can be exchanged across the vast distances between galaxies, a process termed 'galactic panspermia', and not be restricted to the limited scale of solar systems.

The world's fastest camera, able to capture 10 trillion frames per second, is announced by the Institut national de la recherche scientifique (INRS) in Quebec, Canada.

15 October – A study by the Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute finds that insect populations in Puerto Rico have crashed since the 1970s, with some species witnessing a 60-fold decrease in numbers. The fall is attributed to a 2.0 °C rise in tropical forest temperatures.

16 October   –  A comprehensive analysis of demographic trends published in The Lancet predicts that all countries are likely to experience at least a slight increase in life expectancy by 2040. Spain is expected to overtake Japan as it rises from fourth to first place, with an average lifespan of 85.8 years.

Astronomers report that GRB 150101B, a gamma-ray burst event detected in 2015, may be directly related to the historic GW170817, a gravitational wave event detected in 2017, and associated with the merger of two neutron stars. The similarities between the two events, in terms of gamma ray, optical and x-ray emissions, as well as to the nature of the associated host galaxies, are "striking", suggesting the two separate events may both be the result of the merger of neutron stars, and both may be a kilonova (i.e., a luminous flash of radioactive light that produces elements like silver, gold, platinum and uranium), which may be more common in the universe than previously understood, according to the researchers.

17 October –  Researchers report possible transgenerational epigenetic inheritance (i.e., transmission of information from one generation of an organism to the next that affects the traits of offspring without alteration of the primary structure of DNA) in the form of paternal transmission of epigenetic memory via of sperm chromosomes in the roundworm Caenorhabditis elegans, a laboratory test organism.

24 October – Scientists report discovering the oldest weapons found in North America, ancient spear points, dated to 13,500 – 15,500 years ago, made of chert, predating the clovis culture (typically dated to 13,000 years ago), in the state of Texas.

1 November  – The Earth BioGenome Project is launched, a 10-year global effort to sequence the genomes of all 1.5 million known animal, plant, protozoan and fungal species on Earth. Astronomers from Harvard University suggest that the interstellar object 'Oumuamua may be an extraterrestrial solar sail from an alien civilization, in an effort to help explain the object's "peculiar acceleration".

2 November  – The world’s largest neuromorphic supercomputer, the million-core 'SpiNNaker' machine, is switched on by the University of Manchester, England.

5 November  –  Polar ozone holes are healing faster than previously thought, and are expected to completely heal by 2060.

5 November –  Astronomers report the discovery of one of the oldest stars, named 2MASS J18082002-5104378 B, in the universe, about 13.5 billion-years-old, possibly one of the very first stars, a tiny ultra metal-poor (UMP) star made almost entirely of materials released from the Big Bang. The discovery of the star in the Milky Way galaxy suggests that the galaxy may be at least 3 billion years older than thought earlier.

Scientists report the discovery of the smallest known ape, Simiolus minutus, which weighed approximately eight pounds, and lived about 12.5 million years ago in Kenya in East Africa.

7 November – Scientists report the discovery of the oldest known figurative art painting, over 40,000 (perhaps as old as 52,000) years old, of an unknown animal, in the cave of Lubang Jeriji Saléh on the Indonesian island of Borneo

12 November – China's Institute of Plasma Physics announces that plasma in the Experimental Advanced Superconducting Tokamak (EAST) has reached 100 million degrees Celsius.

Researchers at Japan's National Institute of Advanced Industrial Science and Technology (AIST) reveal a humanoid robot prototype, HRP-5P, intended to autonomously perform heavy labor or work in hazardous environments.

20 November – The World Meteorological Organization (WMO) publishes its latest Greenhouse Gas Bulletin, showing record high concentrations of heat-trapping greenhouse gases, with levels of carbon dioxide (CO2) reaching 405.5 parts per million (ppm) in 2017, up from 403.3 ppm in 2016 and 400.1 ppm in 2015. The WMO reports that "there is no sign of a reversal in this trend, which is driving long-term climate change, sea level rise, ocean acidification and more extreme weather."

22 November  – Research published in Environmental Research Letters concludes that stratospheric aerosol injection to curb global warming is "technically possible" and would be "remarkably inexpensive" at $2 to 2.5 billion per year over the first 15 years.

23 November – The Brazilian government reports that deforestation in the Amazon rainforest has reached its highest rate for a decade, with 7,900 sq km (3,050 sq miles) destroyed between August 2017 and July 2018, largely due to illegal logging.

24 November – Scientists report that nearly all extant populations of animals, including humans, may be a result of a population expansion that began between one and two hundred thousand years ago, based on genetic mitochondrial DNA studies.

25 November – Chinese scientists report the birth of twin human girls, Lulu and Nana, as the world's first genetically edited babies. The human genes were edited to resist the HIV virus.

27 November – Researchers at the University of Southern California publish details of a freeze-dried polio vaccine that does not require refrigeration.

30 November – Astronomers report that the extragalactic background light (EBL), the total amount of light that has ever been released by all the stars in the observable universe, amounts to 4 × 1084 photons.

10 December – Voyager 2, a space probe launched in 1977, is confirmed (image of onboard detections) to have left the Solar System for interstellar space on 5 November 2018, six years after its sister probe, Voyager 1.

Four glaciers in the Vincennes Bay region of Antarctica are found to be thinning at surprisingly fast rates, casting doubt on the idea that the eastern part of the icy continent is stable.

Researchers announce the discovery of considerable amounts of life forms, including 70% of bacteria and archea on Earth, comprising up to 23 billion tonnes of carbon, living up to at least 4.8 km (3.0 mi) deep underground, including 2.5 km (1.6 mi) below the seabed, according to a ten-year Deep Carbon Observatory project.

11 December – A report on the impact of climate change in the Arctic, published during the latest American Geophysical Union meeting, concludes that populations of wild reindeer, or caribou, have crashed from almost 5 million to just 2.1 million animals in the last two decades.

17 December  –  Astronomers led by Scott Sheppard announce the discovery of 2018 VG18, nicknamed "Farout", the most distant body ever observed in the Solar System at approximately 120 AU.

Scientists announce that the earliest feathers may have originated 250 million years ago, 70 million years earlier than previously thought

18 December – Scientists report that the earliest flowers began about 180 million years ago, 50 million years earlier than previously thought.

and more

[desperatelyseekingroleplay]

I’m Azul! If I were green, I would die. I’m going on 22, I started roleplaying in 2009-10. So that’s roughly eleven years’ worth of playing? Around the last hours of Quizilla was when I got started. I am a huge Transformers fan; go see the list there’s a lot! Second that, I’m a good ol’ Star Wars and comic fan I can go on forever talking about them. I’m not above looking into deeper meanings in horror movies either.  

I pretty much have no rules when it comes to the actual roleplaying. Go nuts on the plots, I’m easy going on them. I will let you know if I am not comfortable or unable to do anything. 

Communication is my golden rule, but I do have troubles reading between the lines so please speak plainly. I only ask to let me know when you are uncomfortable if I go too far. I also ask to not force me into playing with you and respect my opinion. Both had been broken and I blocked both fools.

My style is I double or nothing. You play your character and my character love interest; I will do the same for you. I mainly go for Canon/OC because who doesn’t want to indulge a little bit? This also means I don’t care if you wanna do self inserts. It’ll be fun, so why not? Doing AU stuff is great too! I will always be interested in different variations of fandoms. 

The best way to contact me is email (bluewill.like2play@gmail.com) and discord (Azul#8622), especially once we get something going.

I know I tend to spam; my internet connection is ridiculously bad. I live in the middle of nowhere Texas, thus the lowest speed possible. It goes in and out like a bad habit. If you haven’t heard from me, I lost connection. 

 

To my fandoms!! 

Major Fandoms I’m currently looking for (with characters I would like to play against):

Disney: 

Star Wars (Darth Maul and/or Savage Opress, any of the Clones, Thrawn) 

Marvel Comicverse (Loki, Doctor Doom, Doctor Octopus, Deadpool, Sabretooth, Arcade, Dormammu, Shuma Gorath, Nightmare, Mephisto, Venom, Bullseye, Daken, Wolverine)

The Avengers: Earth’s Mightest Heroes (Loki, Hulk, Clint Barton, Thor)

Disney Animated Canon (Captain Hook, Hades, Jafar, Scar, the Horned King, and Hans)

Pirates of the Caribbean (Barbossa, Ragetti)

Hasbro:

Transformers: More Than Meets the Eye/Lost Light/IDW

Transformers: G1 (Megatron, Soundwave, Thundercracker, Perceptor, Cyclonus)

Transformers: Beast Wars (Megatron, Waspinator, Dinobot, Optimus Primal, Tarantulas)

Transformers: Armada (Megatron, Demolisher, Cyclonus)

Transformers: Energon (Megatron, Demolisher, Cyclonus/Snowcat)

Transformers: Cybertron (Megatron, Thundercracker, Sixshot)

Bayformers (Megatron, Soundwave)

Transformers: Animated (AU: Odd Couple/Odd Moments, Petformers, Godformers) (Megatron, Starscream, Blitzwing)

Transformers: Prime (Megatron, Starscream, Smokescreen, Dreadwing, Breakdown)

Horror:

 Movies - Wishmaster, Nightbreed, Leatherface, The Creeper

Games - Outlast

Fandoms I will have to get a good plot to do:

    DC Universe:

Comicverse Pre-Nu52 and Nu52 (Scarecrow, Riddler, Mad Hatter, Penguin, Captain Cold, Mirror Master II, Ragdoll, Lobo, Lex Luthor, Plastic Man, Nightwing, Merlyn, Powergirl, Black Alice)

Superman: The Animated Series (Lex Luthor, Lobo)

Justice League (Lex Luthor, Wally West, Lobo)

Justice League: Unlimited (See above)

The Batman (Joker, Peguin, Riddler, Ragdoll)

Batman: The Brave and the Bold (Plastic Man, Guy Gardener)

Team Fortress 2 (Sniper, Medic, Engineer, Heavy, Soldier, Merasmas)

    Anime:

Dragon Ball Z (Piccolo, Raditz, Frieza, Recoome, Burter, Cooler, Cell, Garlic Jr., Super Buu)

One Piece (Brook) (have only seen seasons 1-6)

Sergeant Frog (Kururu/Kululu)

Fullmetal Alchemist and Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood (Greed)

One Punch Man

    Others:

Harry Potter ( Lord Voldemort, Severus Snape, Luna Lovegood, Warden MacNair, Augustus Rookwood)

Kingdom Hearts ( Axel, Xaldin, Xigbar, Xemnas, Saix, Lexaeus)

Borderlands (Handsome Jack, Rhys, Krieg)

Phantom of the Opera (Erik)

[kiwikipedia]

Never Forget What I Have Endured

Chapter 4: The Commander’s Thoughts

Fandom(s): Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Star Wars: The Expanded Universe

Rating: T/M (Swearing, Gore, Major Character Death, possible later happenings, AU Bullshit, Angst to High Hell)

Summary: In an instant, the world exploded into color and smoke- and then nothing. And the Temple Guard were so easy to pin a crime on considering how they were sworn to silence. AKA: Even though Barriss joined the Guard, the flow of time only altered a bit. The bombs still go off, but the Temple Guard are put to blame instead of Ahsoka.

Notes: AU bullshit, Same universe as We Who Listen To Many And Speak To Few meaning its nibeul​’s Temple Guard Barris AU

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More internal monologuing / thoughts in this chapter, but it's from Wolffe's perspective! Nice ™

There were many mixed feelings in the GAR in regards to the Jedi, Wolffe knew.

And that meant that with the bombing of the Jedi Temple’s Hangar, more and more mixed feelings were beginning to surface. There was some outrage, some confusion, some grief and pain— but mostly his brothers from other Battalions were confused on how something like this could have happened.

The Jedi were powerful, how could something like this happen to them? And at their Temple, nonetheless! Some had asked that question to one another, others had voiced concern and general confusion on the matter, but things remained the same— the Jedi were strong, and the Clones were all confused on how someone had managed to deal this much damage to them.

But Wolffe knew better.

Well, no. Perhaps that wasn’t right.

Wolffe knew that it was useless to be under the impression that the Jedi Temple was immune to attack. It wasn’t, one would just have to be extremely brilliant or incredibly stupid to think to attack it with all those Jedi inside of it. He knew that not every Jedi was out on the front lines at once, knew that a good number of Jedi were at the Temple at one time.

One would have to be stupid to attack the Temple.

And yet, someone had, and lives had been lost— good lives. Lives of Jedi and Civilian alike. Lives of Clones too— One of his own too.

Sweetie had been a good medic, a good man, and Ghost was still mourning the loss of their youngest medical officer, as was Ember.

Wolffe was certain that once the real culprit was found, the boys would give them hell. If none of the others managed to get to them first.

And it wasn’t as if he wasn’t mourning either, something inside of his chest twisted and ached knowing that the youngest of the Medic team in the 104th had been killed, just like that. But he knew the Jedi were not infallible, and that it could’ve been any of them or their Generals as well.

(The only solace that he had was that it was faster than his brothers who had been killed in the vacuum of space during the Malevolence Attack. That Sweetie, if he had been in pain, hadn't suffered for very long.)

He, and several other Commanders, had fiercely put down the notion that some of the others were spewing on how it should’ve been the Jedi who suffered more losses— It was their Temple, how was this fair?

It wasn’t. He had to remind them that war wasn’t fair and that they were supposed to be grown fucking men and stop shifting blame even though he wanted nothing more than to pin the blame on someone just to get the ache off his chest too.

Insult was only added to injury when the order came down that the Clones on Coruscant would be shifted from off-duty to Temple Guard Duty.

And the reason why they were going to be stationed as Temple Security during their time off only sparked more anger and conflict.

The Jedi Temple Guard were currently being investigated for the bombing of the Temple Hangar.

Wolffe didn’t feel much better than his brothers did, and he wouldn’t try and fool himself that way. He was angry, and he was grieving.

And General Plo? He wasn’t much better. Just as stricken with grief.

Wolffe wanted to talk to him. Desperately.

But the Jedi had been in Council Meetings from the time the clean-up had started, and from then on forwards.

He hadn’t had the chance to meet with his General, none of them had. There was just too much going on, and then the new patrols and learning the Temple’s layout had only made things more complicated.

(He wasn’t sure where the hell the Temple Guard were now that they weren’t able to do their jobs, but honestly, he didn’t care that much.)

Still, it wasn’t all that bad, he supposed. He was off the frontlines, his brothers and men weren’t in danger… 

But still... it bothered him.

It ate at him as he continued walking, eyes gazing around the Temple's halls and he sighed quietly as he turned the corner, catching sight of a handful of Jedi.

Plo Koon was one of the Jedi in that group— someone that Wolffe recognized instantly, for obvious reasons. Another that he recognized was Cin Drallig, but he didn't recognize the other two who were with them.

One wad a pink-colored Togruta who stood taller than Drallig and the other Jedi, but shorter than Plo. The other was a human or near-human woman with short brown hair dressed in what looked to be civilian attire— with a skin-tight black dress and maroon cloak over her shoulders— but the lightsaber that seemed to be attached to the pole strapped to her back gave away her position as just a weirdly dressed General

(Something about her was a bit off-putting, though, her skin seemed to be too pale and eyes cloudy as she talked to the other three.)

He couldn’t hear them yet, as he walked the charted-out patrol that had been assigned to him, but they seemed to be deep in conversation, but, it didn’t take long for him to get closer, catching a bit of their conversation as he neared.

“Neither I nor my padawan have been able to pick up any traces of lingering shades within the Hangar,” the woman was saying, “So that lead is useless.”

Plo nodded, seeming solemn as he folded his hands in front of him like he often did. 

“Until Master Vos returns, it seems we’ve come to a dead-end on investigating other possibilities,” the Kel Dor sighed, “I apologize, Master Drallig.”

Drallig shook his head. “There’s nothing to be done about it, as long as the Investigations Department is also looking into other factors, I can rest a bit easier.”

“Has the investigation been done on your side?” the Togruta asked, turning to Drallig and tilting their head and he nodded, running a hand down his face.

“Master Sinube, Knight Zax, and the Coruscant  Guard have done their investigation, upon which traces of nanodroids were found in… one of the Guard’s Uniforms. We… are not sure whose just yet.”

Wolffe’s eyes narrowed as he listened. There had been a pause, and he wasn’t sure if he was reading too much into it, but that pause made something in his gut twitch a bit.

He knew that the Jedi Temple Guard had their own set of rules and oaths, there was anonymity that was to be upheld in the face of other Jedi, but… the way that he had paused made it seem strange.

But Wolffe didn’t have much time to think on it as Plo caught sight of him.

“Ah, Commander Wolffe,” the Kel Dor general greeted, the other Jedi turning to look at him fully. “Are you on patrol?”

“Yes, Sir,” Wolffe nodded, stopping and saluting.

“We were just discussing the attack on the Hangar, Commander,” the woman said, gazing at him with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I am curious to know your thoughts.”

Wolffe’s eyes flickered between the four Jedi before he cleared his throat.

“If you want the truth, Sir,” he started. “I am not quite sure.”

The woman tilted her head. “Unsure or not wanting to offend?”

Wolffe opened his mouth but Plo raised a hand, stopping the both of them.

“Morrigan. Please,” the Kel Dor sighed, something that made Wolffe wonder if he had done this many times before with this woman— who only looked at the other Jedi in return, a brow raised but an amused look on her face. “I would prefer if you not antagonize my Commander.”

The woman just smiled a bit again, and again, it didn’t reach her eyes. “Oh please, Plo, I am simply asking the good man a question. I would hardly call it antagonizing.”

Plo shook his head before turning back to him, indicating to the woman first and then the Togruta.

“Commander Wolffe, these are Masters Morrigan Lai and Omura Vane, and you know Master Cin Drallig. We’ve just come from the Council in regards to the investigation.”

Morrigan Lai, the woman, bowed a bit and the name clicked with Wolffe. The 104th’s CMO had been a former Commander of the 564th Battalion, the Battalion under her command. Ghost had volunteered to join the 104th after the Malevolence incident.

And this was the Jedi that he said could see shades of the dead. From what Boost had heard from the 564th’s Sergeant Frost, their baby Jedi Commander— their Jet’ike (Padawan?)— could do the same.

An added bonus for being undead was what Commander Grimm had commented. 

A rare Gan Dura Jedi, was what the other Commander had added, something that Ghost apparently agreed with. It unsettled Wolffe, he had only heard rumors about Gan Dura. It explained her eyes. Cloudy with death, and the unsettling feeling.

Yeah. Seeing shades of the dead while being undead? It was no wonder she was part of the investigation.

On the other hand, Wolffe didn’t recognize the name ‘Omura Vane’ in truth, but he had nodded to the Togruta either way, who nodded back to him pleasantly.

“Master Vane has been aiding in the healing of the victims, it was giving the report on their conditions to the Council just now, with Master Lai arriving after the session to alert us that she and Padawan Mei-Xing had hit a dead-end on their branch of the Investigation,” Drallig supplied, “And, as you’re aware, the Guard are the prime suspect for the attack. As their head, I’m the spokesperson as their oaths prevent them from speaking usually— though there are... exceptions, it would take too long for the Council to talk to all of them one by one."

All of this made sense, he supposed but Wolffe still didn’t quite understand why he had been asked what his thoughts were on the matter.

“I see,” was all Wolffe said in return. “Still, I’m afraid I wouldn't be much help in offering theories on what happened, as I told General Lai.”

The man waved him off with a tired smile. “It’s alright, Commander. It’s been a rather hectic time.”

“For all of us,” Vane agreed, “Khos-Cin, are you certain that you’re alright?”

Drallig just pat its shoulder. “I’m fine, Omura. It is because of the Commander and his brothers filling in where the Guard and I cannot at the moment.”

The Jedi glanced back to him, bowing slightly. “You have my thanks, Commander.”

 Wolffe’s brows furrowed a bit.

In truth, he was wary about Drallig and the Jedi Temple Guard.

They were the guilty party, according to what the report had sent out. Though he wasn’t sure, it was all so confusing. Especially when they all seemed to have vanished without a trace upon the report going out— if they had fled, were just hiding themselves more than before, or were being detained elsewhere, he didn't know. 

What he did know is that the Temple Guard were only suspected as having the culprit within their ranks. Suspected. But with the way that some brothers seethed and talked, it was as if they were already guilty. And for a bit, during his anger, his grieving, Wolffe had half a mind to agree.

It made sense too.

Who knew the Temple the best? Who knew how to move without being noticed?

The Jedi Temple Guard did.

They could get past all the security in the Temple because they were the security. They had no identifying markers aside from build, height, and species, and even then from what he had heard from the others, they often worked in groups with similar heights and builds and always with one other of their species to keep that image of anonymity.

And with their Oaths as a guise and their loyalty unquestioned, who would even think that the Temple Guard would try something?

They were trusted. They were respected. They had one of the most powerful Jedi as their leader. They had a man who was respected by many other Jedi— at least, according to Plo.

A man who was trained by the Head Jedi (“Grandmaster.” Plo would correct all of them), General Yoda himself.

Someone who could probably get away with a lot of things if he wanted to, pull a lot of rank and power to himself— if he wanted to.

And Wolffe found the entire thing complicated the more he thought about it.

It would have been so easy to hate and agree with the others, to slip into the grief and anger that was being directed towards the Temple Guard because even if they didn’t have the culprit in their ranks, certainly they should’ve known, right?

It would have been so easy. So easy for it to have been done by a Temple Guard and so easy to join the others in hating them.

But now it was complicated because it was clear that Plo was worried for the Temple Guard and their Head despite his own grief— just by the way he was watching Drallig. 

And how Vane had used the term Khos to refer to Drallig. Wolffe knew that word, that title. Ahsoka Tano used it once or twice with Plo. 

It meant ‘father’ and—

And things were complicated now. So much more complicated.

If Drallig was supposed to be the leader of the guilty party, was Vane choosing to be in league with them because it considered Drallig its father?

Or was it simply trusting Drallig and the Temple Guard like others seemed to be doing? Certainly, it would be hard to believe that a group of people you trusted could betray you like that— but then again, Wolffe could tell that tides were shifting, there were whispers he and the other Clones caught as they patrolled in the Temple Guard’s stead.

Or maybe the Temple Guard and their leader were all innocent. 

Wolffe looked at the Jedi again. There was worry etched on Plo and Vane’s faces, though Lai didn’t look too concerned, preoccupied with something on her wrist comm.

But Drallig simply straightened and gave Wolffe a slight smile and— he looked exhausted.

So Wolffe held his tongue, like he often did when he was unsure about Jedi politics, and bowed slightly to Drallig instead.

“It’s our duty to aid the Jedi,” he told him as he straightened up. “Let's just hope that this wraps up quick.”

Drallig’s lips twitched upwards again.

“We can only hope.”

And wasn’t that the truth.

It would have been so easy, and that's what made Wolffe uneasy.

If only he knew how bad everything would become in just a few days.

In my eyes, the only clones who really knew Cin well would be the ones stationed on Coruscant, meaning the other Clones would have only known him through brief interactions at the Temple and through what the other Jedi have said. Wolffe doesn’t really know him all that well.

Khos means ‘father’ in Togruti (from the old star wars age of alliances RP), Omura has a close relationship with Cin in that way to an extent. Wolffe knows it because I think Ahsoka should call Plo that once or twice and he picked up on that

Morrigan Lai is a Dullahan equivalent (renamed to Gan Dura for star wars reasons), so she’s pretty much undead and can communicate with lingering shades. But that’s all. She might come back later, but she’s a friend of Plo’s.

Jet’ike is the Mando’a term that @purgetrooperfox uses when clones talk about padawans and I stole that eheheheh (love ya, leo)

Omura belongs to Cheeri or @certified-anakinfucker, who I also love and adore.

I hope I got Wolffe’s character down. It’s been a while since I’ve written him, tbh

Let me know if you want to be tagged in this series specifically. I will get around to making a new taglist form, but I have no idea when that will be

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I’m Azul! If I were green, I would die. I’m going on 22, I started roleplaying in 2009-10. So that’s roughly eleven years’ worth of playing? Around the last hours of Quizilla was when I got started. I am a huge Transformers fan; go see the list there’s a lot! Second that, I’m a good ol’ Star Wars and comic fan I can go on forever talking about them. I’m not above looking into deeper meanings in horror movies either.  

I pretty much have no rules when it comes to the actual roleplaying. Go nuts on the plots, I’m easy going on them. I will let you know if I am not comfortable or unable to do anything. 

Communication is my golden rule, but I do have troubles reading between the lines so please speak plainly. I only ask to let me know when you are uncomfortable if I go too far. I also ask to not force me into playing with you and respect my opinion. Both had been broken and I blocked both fools.

My style is I double or nothing. You play your character and my character love interest; I will do the same for you. I mainly go for Canon/OC because who doesn’t want to indulge a little bit? This also means I don’t care if you wanna do self inserts. It’ll be fun, so why not? Doing AU stuff is great too! I will always be interested in different variations of fandoms. 

The best way to contact me is email (bluewill.like2play@gmail.com) and discord (Azul#8622), especially once we get something going.

I know I tend to spam; my internet connection is ridiculously bad. I live in the middle of nowhere Texas, thus the lowest speed possible. It goes in and out like a bad habit. If you haven’t heard from me, I lost connection. 

 

To my fandoms!! 

Major Fandoms I’m currently looking for (with characters I would like to play against):

Disney: 

Star Wars (Darth Maul and/or Savage Opress, any of the Clones, Thrawn, the Grand Inquisitor) 

Marvel Comicverse (Loki, Doctor Doom, Doctor Octopus, Deadpool, Sabretooth, Arcade, Dormammu, Shuma Gorath, Nightmare, Mephisto, Venom, Bullseye, Daken, Wolverine)

The Avengers: Earth’s Mightest Heroes (Loki, Hulk, Clint Barton, Thor)

Disney Animated Canon (Captain Hook, Hades, Jafar, Scar, the Horned King, and Hans)

Pirates of the Caribbean (Barbossa, Ragetti)

Hasbro:

Transformers: More Than Meets the Eye/Lost Light/IDW

Transformers: G1 (Megatron, Soundwave, Thundercracker, Perceptor, Cyclonus)

Transformers: Beast Wars (Megatron, Waspinator, Dinobot, Optimus Primal, Tarantulas)

Transformers: Armada (Megatron, Demolisher, Cyclonus)

Transformers: Energon (Megatron, Demolisher, Cyclonus/Snowcat)

Transformers: Cybertron (Megatron, Thundercracker, Sixshot)

Bayformers (Megatron, Soundwave)

Transformers: Animated (AU: Odd Couple/Odd Moments, Petformers, Godformers) (Megatron, Starscream, Blitzwing)

Transformers: Prime (Megatron, Starscream, Smokescreen, Dreadwing, Breakdown)

Horror:

 Movies - Wishmaster, Nightbreed, Leatherface, The Creeper

Games - Outlast

Fandoms I will have to get a good plot to do:

    DC Universe:

Comicverse Pre-Nu52 and Nu52 (Scarecrow, Riddler, Mad Hatter, Penguin, Captain Cold, Mirror Master II, Ragdoll, Lobo, Lex Luthor, Plastic Man, Nightwing, Merlyn, Powergirl, Black Alice)

Superman: The Animated Series (Lex Luthor, Lobo)

Justice League (Lex Luthor, Wally West, Lobo)

Justice League: Unlimited (See above)

The Batman (Joker, Peguin, Riddler, Ragdoll)

Batman: The Brave and the Bold (Plastic Man, Guy Gardener)

Team Fortress 2 (Sniper, Medic, Engineer, Heavy, Soldier, Merasmas)

    Anime:

Dragon Ball Z (Piccolo, Raditz, Frieza, Recoome, Burter, Cooler, Cell, Garlic Jr., Super Buu)

One Piece (Brook) (have only seen seasons 1-6)

Sergeant Frog (Kururu/Kululu)

Fullmetal Alchemist and Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood (Greed)

One Punch Man

    Others:

Harry Potter ( Lord Voldemort, Severus Snape, Luna Lovegood, Warden MacNair, Augustus Rookwood)

Kingdom Hearts ( Axel, Xaldin, Xigbar, Xemnas, Saix, Lexaeus)

Borderlands (Handsome Jack, Rhys, Krieg)

Phantom of the Opera (Erik)