#make this chaos count

[kizzer55555]

Ultimate Escape Room

Sam, Danny, and Tucker are bored. Nothing seems to be a challenge anymore. Summer vacation is coming up but they can’t agree on anything . Themepark? What’s a better roller coaster than Jack driving? Scary movie? I’m sorry, nothing beats Fright Knight’s nightmare realm. Bungie jumping? Danny can fly. Then Tucker, who’s been typing on his computer, asks “what about an escape room?”. The others are about to shut the idea down because seriously? Easy. But Tucker just grins and shows them his computer screen.

“Ever heard of Arkham?”

Danny and Sam lean over to read the description and all three turn to each other and grin. 

Now, what’s the fastest way to get into Arkham?

…

So the chaos trio do ✨something✨ that gets them locked up in Arkham and then try to escape and they keep. You know, normal stuff for Arkham inmates. Except this trio? Keep. Getting. Out. Of. Their. Cells. So they are just passing by locked up rogues and waving at them as an army of prison guards chase after them. Sure they could get out the easy way (Aka powers) but no, this is a challenge so they have the normal rules of an escape room. Aka, you can’t break anything and an extra rule where if a guard catches you, then you can’t fight back (also, no one can get hurt). (They make fake identities and everything). So they need to go through the whole process. Figure out how to unlock cuffs. Could be learning to pick a lock with a spoon/stick/long nails. Then find the keys. Possibly having to crawl through vents to get in the warden’s office. Or making deals with prison inmates. Like, I’ll get this for you if you give me that (however they extract a promise that the rogue can’t kill anyone with whatever they help them with.) So they are in prison literally doing errands like find freeze’s weapons in exchange for him telling them the passcode to the gate or something. Or getting Waylon some meat from the cafeteria and he’ll break the lock on this movable vault that has materials to make smoke bombs they can use to distract the front guards. 

These kids are just going wild and it gets to the point where Arkham has to call the bats (like no Waylon, we won’t escape with you, we have to do it without breaking any walls!) So literally the only reason they are not escaping is because they want to do it ‘right’. But they are also aiding other rogues in their escape (at least certain ones. They aren’t helping joker no matter what he offers)

It’s driving the bats mad. They have vigilantes stationed in each hall, in multiple monitor rooms.

They aren’t even using anything clever to block the cameras. They’re using mirrors. Mirrors! Where did they even get so many handheld mirrors! 

They are running circles around the bats. The escaped rogues literally aren’t doing anything yet because they want to see how the three hellions will escape the entire bat clan. They have bets going. So there is a temporary truce.

Just imagine the conversations/interrogations the bats will have with trio, trying to figure out their master plan - because surely there's something more going on than three chaos young adults playing a game, right?

They trio each have a different story. And they are so passionate/convincing actors that no one knows which story is real. At least one of them told a sob story with legitimate tears.

Danny: (all mysterious) You shall never know our master plan….until it is too late. And just casually dropping hints that there is something greater or that the bats are playing right into their hands. Even using ridiculous scenarios like yesss the ketchup explosion in the cafeteria….We are one step further….Mwa ha ha! (Rubs his hands together)

Sam: (absolutely distraught with literal tears running down her face and ruining her mascara.) There is a terrible organization holding their parents hostage. They had been framed and forced to be in Arkham. If they don’t do exactly as they are told, their loved ones are in danger! Should we stay? Should we escape and help them!? No one will believe us and what if we make things worse? We don’t know what to do!

Tucker: (takes a long slurp of a smoothie. Where he got one? No one knows). Yeah we were bored and had nothing better to do than mess with you guys. (Sluuuuurp).

The bats are trying to figure it out. Is the black haired guy telling the truth and the other two are just manipulating them? Is it the girl and the others are only following the plot of the organization? IS THE BARET KID RIGHT AND THEY’RE JUST MESSING WITH US!? WHICH STORY IS IT!?

Under normal circumstances, Sam wouldn’t give a sob story because It’s not really her vibe. But Sam has the opportunity to pull one over on a bat. Do you honestly think she won’t take a chance to mess with them? Also, Dick is the one who is interrogating Sam.

He’s crying too by the end of the story.

Poor guy, Sam will play his heart like a fiddle. 

Also, their fake identities are Jordan for Danny. Mortica for Sam (or Macey for short) and Phineas for Tucker. The fact that they are using fake identities is the only thing they all agree on in the interview. But the bats find nothing on them and the identities are so realistic they wonder if they are even fake at all. If the three are faking fake IDs to throw them off their tail from looking deeper. Apparently their ‘parents’ having a missing persons report.

Damian is interrogating Danny. It’s just so easy to rile him up and get under his skin. It’s absolute drama in that interrogation room. 

Danny: ah yessss. Master plan.

Damian: you shall never succeed! Justice shall prevail evil scum!

And Duke is interrogating Tucker. He just…has no idea how to respond to this. He wasn’t trained for this response. Hostile, yes. Mysterious, yes. Scared, yes. Civilian, yes. Even Flirtatious! YES! But not…this. What does he do? should he take out his note cards?

Also, I’m adding a mix of home alone elements to this. They have to get past the bats somehow and it can’t be lethal. Poor Jason and Steph who are patrolling the halls fall victim to most of this.

At one point, both of them are tied up together and hanging from the ceiling. While the trio just casually walk by under them. 

It’s dental floss. Really strong dental floss.

Then the bats start taking sides. 

Jason? once he hears Sam's story, he's immediately willing to help her. He and Dick are searching for that missing person's report almost religiously.

Tim believes Danny's story. part of it is because it makes the most sense, and the other part is that he's slightly biased from becoming an evil megalomaniac in every timeline he's seen so he's subconsciously trying to stop that from happening here.

Cass believes Tucker because come on, it's Cass.

Steph is siding with Tim because her father was cluemaster so same reasons.

Bruce is trying to fact check all of them and is failing desperately.

Sam added some ‘clues’ in her interrogation and basically threw the GIW under the bus as the organization. So the bats do find a shady organization but so far no missing persons so the other bats still don’t know if what Sam is saying is true or not while Dick takes this as absolute proof and Jason feels like it doesn’t matter if she’s telling the truth at this point. It’s a corrupt organization. So he’ll still blow it up.

I think in this AU, the GIW isn’t a threat and more of an annoyance so Sam just plays them up as even worse. Like, she doesn’t say anything untrue just makes it sound worse out of context. Oh yeah, they opened fire on this random kid. (Gregory when they thought he was phantom) Oh yes, they have destroyed Danny’s house at one point. (The prank war with Vlad) Yes, the have an unhealthy obsession with dissecting people. (Even though they are too incompetent to actually catch anyone).

So again, they don’t know if Sam is telling the truth of the organization or they just used this random organization to draw their attention away from the three’s plans (as Danny implied). Possibly an enemy organization or a competitor.

I know everyone makes the GIW a big threat but I decided to change it up. They aren’t a threat but still get obliterated by a pissed off Red Hood and Nightwing.

And that’s  another reason why Sam gives the sob story. Danny and Tucker are great but they wouldn’t actually sick a crime lord on the GIW. Sam? Absolutely would. She does not care what happens to them. They tore up her garden one time with a stray shot. She wants revenge. And sure, she didn’t actually know what would happen to them after the bats find out but she still doesn’t care.

And through all of this, the rogues are sitting back and eating popcorn while Joker screams bloody murder from his cell. 

[synthshenanigans]

the Identity lacking knowledge of its identity

[fun alt repeating thing above & neat alt versions below]

[sneeb-canons]

soul triangle brackets anon here, i just want to mention that i came up with this because {} looks like a combination of <>, [], and (), so i used it for whole!

Headcanon #886

[chaos0pikachu]

I love when BLs try to do that fake out death shit like bitch you ain't dead, get up, drink some milk

[swan2swan]

They really wasted Sammy in the black leather jacket look on the first two eps of Camp Cretaceous, huh.

Girl would have ROCKED that in her twenties.

[coockie8]

what are the a/b/o dynamics for your sonic ships i know you write a/b/o

"I know you write A/B/O" feels like an accusation for some reason, like this is just a vibe I give off lol I'm also only giving you my mlm ships 'cause those are what I make fanworks for.

Starting with my OTP and the one you're probably most familiar with where I'm concerned, Sonadow; Sonic is an Alpha, and Shadow is an Omega. (I also like to start here 'cause this baffles people for some reason haha)

For Manourge; Manic is an Omega and Scourge is a Beta. (Scourge is the only iteration of Sonic who is a Beta, all the others are Alphas, just to also cover Zonourge. I like messing with this boy's massive inferiority complex lol)

Vecpio; Vector is an Alpha, but Espio I haven't really decided on yet, which is why I avoid writing about these two. I think I'm leaning more Beta.

Onto the weirder ones starting with Chaos/Knuckles; Knuckles is a Beta, but Chaos doesn't fall into the dynamic, being what is technically a God. (I utilise this trope for Mobians specifically because they're anthropomorphic animals. Chaos, however, is a sentient puddle and doesn't count.)

Mephilver is similar to the last one for basically the same reason; Silver is an Omega, but Mephiles doesn't qualify. He's one half of a whole God; he's not Mobian (or adjacent enough for me, like Shadow, who has Mobian DNA), ergo he doesn't count either.

[solar-halos]

trick or treat! 👻🦇🍬 (can't remember if i sent this already.. if i did.. ignore that 😭)

happy halloween bel!! this moodboard might seem like an odd choice BUT even though i’m not that active in corso creatures i have gleaned that u are what we refer to as mizzen-sized. so i put together a halloween themed mizzen moodboard (complete with mizzen-sized candy)

[doctahpants]

I just started listening to Chaos Cascade uh spoilers below I guess - I'm only 45 minutes in and already we've got vault era Twelve and Missy, Twelve being rubbish at repairing the TARDIS and needing Missy's help (but he's so not going to admit it or let her help before he absolutely has to), lighthearted bickering between them, telepathic contact. This is everything!

[sapphire-draw]

(Old drawings) Malroth deserves to have a giant sword.

I like swords. I've stabbed lots of people with swords. It's like a long club but better because you can stab things.

[pixelated-mechanisms-chaos]

This is more so a personal update with my relationship of taking breaks than a game update, but I'll talk about downtime, too

I've been trying to work on the game whenever i can, no matter how i feel, and looking back at it, that was utterly idiotic. There's this little nagging thing in my head that just goes "work work work! The game doesn't make itself! You're already taking too long! It could've been done already!" Which i think is a mix of anxiety and unnecessary self pressure. I actually HAVE been getting better with taking breaks, tho! Like yesterday, i spent the whole day just watching the owl house and DEAR GOD was that refreshing?? Monday i spent HOURS trying to figure out how to make a fucking flashlight for a potential horror segment but i ultimately got nowhere which was SO draining. I now also have an internship to balance with the game and therapy, which has been a guilt battle on its own, but i think I've been handling that alright? Especially considering that i told myself this is just a fun project, which is something i forget on the daily. (Thanks, arlo, for being so patient with my mind n makin' me keep goin'. Also, thanks to kofi, honestly, i don't think they know how much the 2 little things meant to me :"] )

For anyone still reading this, i sadly don't have a biiiiig game sneak peak as a treat but i found out the lightning plugin i use (shora) can do this thing and if you wanna see sneak peaks and shit posts of the game that don't get posted on Tumblr, maybe check my Discord?

[nahbutfr]

Tonight some feelings gonna get hurt. It's a lot of mistrust in the air. LET'S GOOOOO.

[mr-snailman]

hmmm writing this down here so I don’t forget I guess

seeing stars and say yes were originally supposed to be one fic spanning seven years and obviously that didn’t happen because it turns out seven years is a long fucking time

but there’s one deleted scene from the time between that’s near and dear to my heart in which Chuckie was gonna be working on some trade school related homework to do with geometry (cause if you’re gonna build houses you do have to understand spatial relationships) and maybe it’s taking a while

and Will sits down beside him and looks over his shoulder and starts pointing out the answers— and this becomes their first real argument that we see. obviously it’s ripping off the organic chem scene with Skylar in the movie because I think it’s something we see over and over from Will, that it’s SO easy for him and he just doesn’t get how other people have to work so much harder at it— and he really does think he’s helping, is the thing

because for him it’s just oh let me do this in fifteen seconds so it’s done and we can spend some time together— almost like “oh don’t worry about it I’ll do the dishes” XD— because for him homework was only ever busywork

but for Chuckie, this is something he has to do himself, because he’s gotta learn this stuff, and it kinda feels like— what, you don’t think I can learn this? you think I’m too stupid to figure this out on my own? because I think for a long long time he’s been struggling with the idea that he’s not good enough for Will in the same way that little league and patriots games and Southie itself aren’t good enough, and that’s part of what lead to the California thing in the first place

and obviously he knows it’s all bullshit— because Will came back, because Will chose him, because he knows Will loves him and would never think he’s stupid just because he’s no Ramanujan, he KNOWS all this— but still. those insecurities are still there, and it stings

BUT they’re two grown ass people who love each other very much so they talk it out like adults instead of flying off the handle, and Will backs off a little so Chuckie can finish, and Chuckie gives him stuff to check and asks him for an explanation, NOT the answer, to a difficult problem, and when it’s all done Will finally gets Chuckie’s undivided attention XD

[synthshenanigans]

I made a new blog again :}

[myatlantispoets]

Ik i sound like such a stereotypical straight woman rn but. How do i ask my bf for flowers without asking my bf for flowers

[thechaoticfanartist]

Before The Storm

Gen

No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Chancellor Palpatine has been captured by General Grievous. As Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi rush to his rescue, Grim Kennet fears for the outcome. She knows more than anyone how much rests on the upcoming battle.

Character(s): Grim Kennet (OC), Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi

Relationship(s): Grim Kennet & Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Grim Kennet

Additional Tags: Missing Scene, Pre-Star Wars: Revenge Of The Sith, Hurt/Comfort,

Note: For @occreatorexchange prompt bingo fill "missing scenes"

Read On A03

Palpatine had been captured. Revenge of the Sith had begun.

Well, not yet. They were still on their way to Coruscant. But knowing that this was the beginning of the end was enough for Grim.

While Obi-Wan and Anakin discussed battle plans and strategy to rescue the Chancellor, Grim went off on her own to find a space where she wouldn’t bother anyone. Finding this place she ignited her lightsaber beginning to train. She didn’t work on more simple moves either, she practiced some of the most complex moves she knew of.

This had become a standard routine. Whenever Grim was stressed she would lose herself in lightsaber practice. It had become part of how she had quickly learned and become skilled with her lightsaber combat, even enough to hold her own against Sith Lords, even if she had lost those fights. Although these training sessions often left her exhausted and overworked.

Grim had always dealt with anxiety for the future. She knew what was to come and did everything in her power to change the events. Except now Revenge of the Sith had started and she didn’t know if she had changed anything for it, and it might be too late to do so now.

Obi-Wan and Anakin were discussing a plan when they noticed that Grim was not with them. Obi-Wan frowned remembering how worried Grim had looked when he had told her the news. She was always worried about something, but he had never seen her as worried as she had been then.

“Have you seen Grim?” Obi-Wan asked Anakin.

“I think I saw her run off to be alone somewhere,” Anakin admitted.

He sighed. She was training again. He had noticed that it had become a coping strategy for her when she was stressed, although he had tried to get her to take up meditating more instead. She would not listen to him and continued to overwork herself to distract herself. “I should probably talk with her,” said Obi-Wan. He did not need his Padawan to overwork herself right before a battle.

“I’ll go with you, Grim has seemed to be stressed a lot lately,” said Anakin.

“She has. There’s been a lot on her mind I think, but she won’t talk to me about it. A lot like another Padawan I once had.”

Anakin rolled his eyes. “I was not that bad.”

“No,” agreed Obi-Wan. “You were worse.”

“Hey!”

The two Jedi found Grim and just as Obi-Wan had thought she was training to distract herself from her emotions. They stood there for a moment watching Grim before Obi-Wan decided to alert her of their presence. “Grim,” he said.

At her name she turned around and Obi-Wan and Anakin saw that she had been crying too. Grim deactivated her lightsaber and clipped it back to her belt before wiping away her tears. “Yes, Master?”

“Are you okay, Tiny?” Anakin asked her.

“Yep,” said Grim, sounding as stressed as she was.

“You don’t sound okay,” said Anakin.

“Are you stressed?” Obi-Wan asked.

“No, what gave you that idea?” Grim asked, rolling her eyes. She knew Obi-Wan could tell she was stressed, Anakin too.

Obi-Wan sighed. “Grim, we’re worried about you. You’ve been stressed a lot lately, Anakin and I have both noticed.”

“Well the Chancellor has just been captured by General Grievous of course I’m fucking stressed!” snapped Grim. “I bet the two of you are as well! I mean the entire future of the galaxy can depend on us and this mission! Am I not supposed to be stressed about that?”

“You’re allowed to feel however you want, but you shouldn’t overwork yourself,” Obi-Wan told her.

“And definitely not right before a mission like this,” Anakin agreed.

Grim sighed, frustrated and still so very stressed. “Maybe you’re right, but this- everything depends on us.”

“Not everything, Tiny. Just the whole Republic.”

“Oh yeah, no pressure at all. Just the entire Republic.” Grim rolled her eyes.

Anakin had no idea that everything really did boil down to this. All three of them. Their choices could change everything or keep it all the same, and the entire galaxy would feel the repercussions good or bad. Anakin’s choices most of all.

Anakin tried to give Grim a playful smile but he was worried too, and she understood.

“Maybe we should discuss this,” Obi-Wan suggested.

“Discuss what?” Grim asked.

“Our stress. You’re not the only one who is worried, Grim,” he said. “Maybe if all three of us talk about what we’re worried about-”

“No,” Grim and Anakin both said. Neither one of them were willing to share their concerns with the others.

Obi-Wan sighed, both his Padawans were so stubborn and they would never communicate with him when he tried to help them. “It was just a suggestion.”

“We should go over how we’re going to rescue the Chancellor again,” Anakin suggested.

“That’s hard to do when we don’t know what to expect,” Obi-Wan pointed out. “We’ve already gone over some plans-”

“Yeah, but Tiny wasn’t there. She should know the plans.”

“Kick Sep butt, save the day, get back home,” said Grim, rolling her eyes. “I know the plan, same as always isn’t it?”

“This is a rescue mission so the goal is to get the Chancellor back to Coruscant safely, not destroying as many droids as possible,” Obi-Wan reminded her.

“Who said I can’t do both? Whoever turns the most clankers into scrap wins.”

Anakin grinned, the challenge reminded him of old times with Ahsoka. He chuckled a little. “You sound like Snips, Tiny.”

Obi-Wan sighed. “She sounds like you, Anakin.”

Grim couldn’t help but laugh. “How dare you suggest I sound like Skywalker, Master.” She joked.

“What’s wrong with sounding like me?”

“Do you want a list?” Grim asked.

“Hey!”

Obi-Wan shook his head with a small smile. “You two seem to be in better spirits at least.”

Grim’s smile fell. “Oh no, far from it Master. Just trying to ignore it.”

“Well you can’t just ignore your fear, Padawan.”

“I know. I think I’m going to meditate now. Maybe you’re right and it will do better than just training.”

“I’m glad to see you taking my advice. Just don’t miss the mission briefing.”

Grim gave a lazy playful salute. “Of course not, General.”

Obi-Wan shook his head with a smile. He and Anakin left to prepare for the upcoming battle.

Grim sat down and crossed her legs. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing first and then sinking into the Force.

Grim could see the light. She never truly saw the dark of the Force. She saw an absence of light. In the galaxy there was lots of light. Some brighter than others. On this very ship there was this.

The clones were there. Unique in the Force. Grim was able to tell each one of them apart.

Anakin was there. His light bright and dull at the same time whilst flickering in and out. On the edge of darkness, although the flickering was slow. More akin to seeing a visual of deep breathing with the pace. The Padawan wondered how long his light would last. If it was a dying flame she could not save.

Obi-Wan was there. His light was a beacon of it. He was the light. Bathed in it. To Grim it seemed as if the dark could never touch him. Obi-Wan was the brightest star in the galaxy to her. Matched only by Yoda who was as bright and strong as a sun.

Grim reached out further. Trying to reach towards where this battle was led. The feeling there was strange. There was the bright light of the Temple and all the people in it. The light of the regular people of the world. Then the missing void in the space above the planet. Most times there was light above the planet but Grim felt nothing…well almost nothing. She felt some of the living people in Grievous’ fleet as well as a little for Grievous himself. But the droids were nothing, and so were the Sith.

She couldn’t rescue Palpatine, saving him kills the Jedi. Grim knew this, but she also knew she couldn’t just directly kill the Chancellor in cold blood. Not only would that be treason it would reflect horribly on Obi-Wan and she couldn’t have that. But she couldn’t let him live either. She needed a way to be more discreet. She needed a plan.

The Padawan knew this mission was dangerous. With the right cover she could frame his death as an accident. She remembered the scene where Anakin and Palpatine were running through the empty elevator shaft before the ship was righted and they almost fell. If Grim could cause Palpatine to fall in that scene, well nobody would blame her.

It would be the perfect cover. She just had to wait.

Her plan relied on Palpatine’s for as much as she hated it. She just had to alter things. She could do that. She’s done it before.

She smiled a little. A plan in mind. She could save the Jedi. She had to. If she didn’t then everything she had done would be for nothing. She would not accept that.

Grim focused on the Force for a little longer. Keeping her mind on the light.

Her comm beeped. “Grim, you’re going to miss the briefing,” came Obi-Wan’s voice.

Grim’s eyes fluttered open. “Sorry Master, I’ll be there shortly.” She jumped up and ran to the war room, using the Force to boost her speed.

Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Cody were standing at the holotable waiting for her. Grim slid to a halt, before she hit the table. “I’m here.”

“That was fast,” said Obi-Wan.

“Didn’t want to miss it,” she replied. She went and stood in her usual spot between Obi-Wan and Cody.

“From what the Council has informed me, Chancellor Palpatine is somewhere aboard ‘The Invisible Hand,’ we should expect large resistance from the Separatist fleet.” Obi-Wan said.

“They will be trying to escape so we need to keep them above Coruscant until the Chancellor is safely rescued,” added Anakin.

Grievous wouldn’t be trying too hard to leave. Sidious and Dooku would make sure things worked out to keep them there. Grim, Obi-Wan, and Anakin were heading straight for a trap that only the Padawan was aware of. That’s when the thought occurred to her that Palpatine might have planned something for her as well. She was filled with dread for a moment. What would he have planned? He kept her alive for a reason. Unless that was too big of a risk now. She shook the idea out of her head. She couldn’t get distracted like this.

“Grim?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Hm?” Grim asked.

“You were lost in your thoughts.”

“Oh. Sorry.”

“What’s bothering you this badly?” Anakin asked.

“Yeah kid, we’ve all seen you stressed before but never like this,” Cody added.

“A lot counts on us is all,” she said, waving away her concerned friends.

“And it has before, and yet you were never as worried as this,” Obi-Wan said.

Grim bit the inside of her cheek. They really had all noticed. “We know the war depends on this. The future of the galaxy is at stake here, I’m just worried about that. I’ll be fine.”

None of them look convinced.

She sighed. “It's just a lot, okay? I promise there's nothing else.”

“Padawan, may we talk privately for a moment?” He asked her.

She hesitated. “Okay,” she sighed.

They walked together to an empty place in the ship, Obi-Wan leading her with a hand behind her back, resting on her shoulder. Once he was sure they were alone he turned to her. His face was cast in a shadow that seemed to reflect the seriousness of the situation. “Have you seen this before? You knew exactly what happened before I told you,” he said.

She looked at the ground, rather than looking at Obi-Wan. She wanted to tell him, but her concern would only make him worry more if he knew that she was scared of what she had seen take place.

“Grim?”

“I don't want to talk about this, I'm sorry Master. Rescuing the Chancellor is far more important than my feelings anyways.”

“Just don't let those feelings distract you, or control you. You must have a clear mind.”

“I know, Master. I promise you, I won't let my fear get the better of me.”

He hesitated for a moment. “Very well, I trust you. Let's go back to the briefing now, shall we?”

“Of course, Master.”

They walked back to the war room of the ship, where Anakin and Cody were still at the holotable. They seemed to have been having a conversation when the two came back in.

Grim didn't actually bother to pay too much attention to the briefing. She already knew everything, and she knew more details than the others. She knew she should warn of the trap that Dooku had set, and yet she remained silent.

If they knew of Dooku’s hand in this, they would be prepared for him. There was the chance that if they were prepared then perhaps Obi-Wan would stand a better chance against him. As much as Grim cared for her Master, in order for her plan to succeed he would have to be unconscious for it to work.

Nobody would approve of her plan. It was treasonous after all, but it was for a good reason. They would understand that in time. She had to be as subtle as possible, Palpatine's death had to be framed as an accident.

She knew of the risk she was taking. Everything she had done since appearing in Star Wars had been a risk. Every choice she had ever made led her to this. Here and now.

When they exited out of hyperspace everything would matter. Everything she had done. Everything she never did. All of it would matter. Reaching Coruscant was the beginning of the end.

As the ship prepared to enter realspace, the three Jedi rushed to the hangar. Their fighters awaited them. The battle awaited them.

Fate waited for them.

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[swan2swan]

Still impressive to me that I think Chaos Theory and Camp Cretaceous have combined for a total of three poop jokes and one pee joke (arguably there's a second pee joke combined with one of the poop jokes because of Combinations, but...).