#mse 6 droid

[pockafwye]

Clone Trooper Macro rescues a mouse (MSE-6)

What are you doing way out here, little guy? Do you need help?

*droid twitters excitedly*

Alright, alright. You can come with me.

[ecneir]

[starwarsweirdos]

Semi-finals - GNK Droid vs MSE-6 Series Repair Droid

[dougielombax]

The Annoyance.

[jarenka]

Yesterday I saw another tiktok with a cat riding roomba. Do tookas ride MSE-6-series repair droids? I think so. 

[constellation-skirmishes]

luke finds a MSE-6 one day and decides to repair her for padme. he names the droid 'emmy'

l: emmy's almost done! i just need to finish tweaking a few things, but soon she'll be up and running like a kryat in her nest!

then you won't have to be alone when i'm not here!

[melymigo]

I was building Cad Bane's ship, the Justifier, when I remembered I hadn't seen my MSE-6 droid minifigure in a while, so I started looking for it, and I ended up playing with the Legos I found on the way.

I found it

[burnwater13]

The Mandalorian and IG-11 defending themselves from the Nikto gang that held the bounty they were sent to retrieve. Image from The Mandalorian, Season 1, Episode 1, The Mandalorian. Calendar by Dateworks.

Grogu wasn’t confused. He wasn’t puzzled. He wasn’t mystified. Nope. Not one bit. He was annoyed. Yup. Annoyed. He’d spent so much time with the Mandalorian and the one thing you learned pretty quickly about Din Djarin was that he really didn’t like droids. And not just droids. He didn’t like mechs either. Not Astro-mechs and not simple GNKs. He didn’t like tiny MSE-6’s who’s only purpose was to repair things, like connecting blue and red wires properly. Then he learned it was all a lie!

Okay, if not a flat out lie, a fabrication. A convenient ruse that allowed him to do whatever he wanted without anything else getting in his way. A mannerism if you will. Much like Peli’s bluster and Fennec’s cool, arch tones of disapproval. It was a fashion. A stinking fashion!

How did Grogu discover this outrage? This horrible double standard? Looking at vids of course. Looking at vids. 

It was a lazy day on Nevarro. They were just kind of playing at work. The Mandalorian said the N-1 needed to be polished. Grogu said he had some sketching to do. They both knew it was just action to take up time. The N-1 was spotless as always and Grogu was fresh out of inspiration. That had lead his dad to the landing pad and Grogu to his datapad. 

Yes, his own datapad helped in the betrayal of belief in his dad’s authentic dislike for droids, mechs, and automatic devices of all kinds. He was looking for something new to sketch. Something other than lava flats, small ponds with frogs, or Greef Karga’s latest Grand High Magistrate Forever robes. 

He thought a sketch of Peli or Kuiil would be nice. He didn’t get to see Peli nearly enough and Kuiil, well, he was just gone. Far too soon, but still not available to sit for a very well deserved portrait. That always brought a tear to Grogu’s eyes and when he went to grab a tissue to wipe them, or his dad’s brown cloak/blanket because it was handy, he’d his some button or selector on the datapad and it had reordered his vids. Dank Farrik. 

When he started the dull, boring, tedious process of putting all of those vids back in order, he found it. The proof that his dad had been tricking him since the very first time they met. It was outrageous.

Right in front of him was a vid of repulser mounted weapon that some Nikto gang member was preparing to fire. As plain as the nose on his face Grogu saw the reflection that showed the Mandalorian working with a droid! Sure it was IG-11, but it wasn't the re-programmed droid that Kuiil had worked so hard to save. No. It was the original configuration. The original configuration and Din Djarin was working with it voluntarily. What a mud scuffer!

Now, Grogu had obviously realized over time that his dad had learned, learned he said, to appreciate that some droids and mechs, just a few, a very small number really, could be useful. They could do some things that the Mandalorian and Grogu couldn’t do for themselves. But those events were few and far between. There was just no using them every day. They’d spend the majority of their time doing nothing at all. 

Grogu had accepted that. His dad didn’t like them, a lot. They wouldn’t be very useful the vast majority of time, so there was really no point in discussing having one to help them around the cabin. There was no point in spending the credits, taking all the time to reprogram and train them to be of some use, when he and Grogu were more than capable of doing the work and they didn’t require a charging unit. 

Add to that the reminder of how the problems on Plazir-15 had been caused by an over dependence on droids, mechs, etc., and Grogu had bought that seed spitting story as if it were an authentic tale from the Jedi Order Archives. 

But there it was, once the image was enhanced, reversed, and enlarged, in plain sight for all to see. Din Djarin was willing to work with an assassin droid when it was convenient. He didn’t have to do it that way. He was the best bounty hunter in the Outer Rim. That meant he chose to do it. He chose to let a droid do his work and that just wasn’t fair. 

All Grogu had wanted was a pit droid of his own to rock his hammock at night and tell him stories and feed him little blobs of fried frog and the Mandalorian had said ‘No, we don’t need a droid to do that.’ Sure, he doesn’t need a droid to do that. But what about Grogu’s needs? He needed a droid to take care of him and help him clean his room, and take care of disposing of the fish guts when he’d caught too many of them to be all neat and ‘clean as you go’ in preparing food. 

Those tasks were perfect for a pit droid, but Din ‘I don’t think we need a droid’ Djarin had refused that simple, heartfelt request for relief from drudgery. He didn’t want a droid, especially not a pit droid, getting in the way. He’d be tripping over it and that wasn’t worth the trouble. 

Now Grogu had proof that when the bounty hunter had wanted a little help it was okay to have a droid help. Ha! Grogu now had leverage and he intended to use it. No point being annoyed when he could have his way!

He sought out his dad at the landing pad and explained to him in no uncertain terms that he wanted a pit droid and what he wanted it for. 

The Mandalorian sighed. Ha! That’s what happens when your fabrications came home for a visit.

“Buddy, if you have a pit droid do those things, what will I do? I like telling you stories and pushing your hammock until you fall asleep each night.”

Dank Farrik! Grogu had forgotten all about that in his quest to find the truth about IG-11. 

He hugged his dad and mumbled ‘This is the Way’. 

This is the Way.

[stardustloki]

Fix the Broken

Mouse droids were harmless, they just cleaned floors and carried messages, tried to stay out from under everyone’s feet. What was even the point of hurting them?

Fox knew why. It was the same reason people hurt him. It was fun.

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Fox comes across a broken mouse droid. He decides that, although he can't seem to save anything in this life, maybe he can at least fix the droid.

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MD-1407 whirred softly as it carried out its cleaning programme, sending out occasional beeps and whistles when its sensors picked up there was another organic about, letting them to know to be careful not to trip on it.

A message from MD-1506 came up on its feed, informing it that there was a particularly tough stain in sector 3a22 which meant '6 wouldn’t complete its area within time parameters. ‘7 acknowledged this request and, based on the conditional, wrote itself a new command line in order to take over some of ‘6’s area. Its current estimate for the time it would take to finish and return to its maintenance station was 9785 seconds.

Its sensors picked up a group of organics moving in its direction and it let off several beeps in the hope they wouldn’t trip on it and send it tumbling across the floor. However, in a way that its processor found hard to handle, ‘7 had been running some calculations recently, and the statistics seemed to show that the number of collisions was too high to be accidental. Did that mean that the organics were deliberately kicking it off route, confusing its sensors? Why?

The organics feet approached. Despite ‘7 doing its best to roll out of the way so it would be able to return to its task quicker, they seemed to be aiming for it. ‘7 let out a mournful wail. But instead of the feet knocking it over, sending error message after error message until ‘7 managed to right itself, the feet just stopped.

Above MD-1407, the organics were speaking, though even with its audio processors working at maximum speed, it didn’t seem able to pick up more than the odd word, which didn’t make sense when strung together. It wondered if its processors were faulty, or if the organics needed an upgrade to their speech drivers. It whined, and tried to find a clear route out from where it was trapped between their feet and the wall. It seemed that whenever it tried to move for a gap, it would suddenly be filled. Why weren’t they letting it get on with its tasks?

Suddenly, there was error message after error message cycling through its code. Its wheels spun but there was no floor to spin on. Error! Error! It shrieked. What was happening to it?

Then things seemed to slow and its gyro- and photo-receptors managed to focus. It was upside down, but far above where it should be, the organics’ photo-receptors and auditory speakers much closer than they had ever been before.

This was not right, this was not right, this was not right.

Put back, put back, put back, it told them. It would need a lot of maintenance if it were dropped from this height. The organics just opened their mouths and made strange noises. ‘7 wobbled in their grip, shrieking as its gyro-receptors sent it feedback that was wrong, wrong, wrong.

One of the organics put their manipulator over its auditory speaker, still making strange noises. Stop, ‘7 whistled. Stop. Its processors were working at full speed, trying to find an algorithm that would explain what was happening, what it should do in this event. It could find nothing.

It pinged the nearby MSE units as it found itself moving through the corridors, at a height it should not be travelling at. Instructions? Instructions?

Power down. Wait for end. it was told. But that was wrong, it wasn’t permitted to go on standby outside of the maintenance bay. 

New instructions? There was no reply, apart from one MSE unit informing it it would take over its duties.

It was dropped on top of one of the units that ‘7 had to clean around whenever he went into the smaller rooms. The top was flat, like flooring, but ‘7 still wasn’t the right way up. Error messages pinged round and round, registering bumps to its outer casing, as its wheels spun uselessly.

Put back , it told them again, though statistically, it didn’t appear the organics were going to listen to it.

One of them reached down, and ‘7 recalculated the statistics, perhaps they would put it down here. Maybe there was something to clean or polish?

Instead, once it had picked ‘7 up, it slammed it down again and again on the edge of the surface. Error messages cycled, too many to process. It wailed.

It took ‘7 a length of time to realise that he was not being hit on something, how long ago that had finished, he wasn’t sure, the number of alerts having overloaded its system.

It ran a diagnostic. Cracks in body and chassis, wheel bent. Communications systems offline. Reboot . Communications systems offline. Reboot. Communications systems offline. Reboot, reboot, reboot. It was then it managed to finish its full scan. It realised that the systems and antennae on the top of its body must have been damaged. It wouldn’t be able to send system updates, it wouldn’t be able to let other units know of its location. Would they still be able to find it?

Why were the organics breaking it?

Next they came at it with long sticks, taking its wheels off. Error. Error. Error. Why didn’t they want it to move? Was this maintenance? It couldn’t be maintenance, it was put into low power mode for that.

Stop. Stop. Stop, it told them. They stuck something across its speakers to make the sound quieter, all the time making those strange noises.

It wailed as they took it apart ( Error. Error. Error. ), until they removed its speakers and it couldn’t make a sound.

–

Commander Fox stood outside Senator Gillmag’s office, a stack of datapads from the chancellor in hand, waiting to be let in.

Thankfully, he didn’t have to wait long, and was allowed to enter. He did so as unobtrusively as possible, keeping his head down and making his way quickly towards the desk, where he placed them on the the only corner not occupied by bottles or cans of alcohol, either empty, or in the process of being drunk by the beings that surrounded it.

No, he did not want to stay here long. Thankfully, none of them seemed to want a ‘meatdroid’ spoiling their evening either, telling him to get lost as soon as he’d informed them of the datapads’ contents.

He bowed his head, and his eyes caught the broken pieces of droid on the floor, scattered by the desk. He paused. It didn’t look accidentally broken, it looked as if someone had smashed it, prised it apart.

“Sirs, the droid on the floor-” he began, his plan of leaving as soon as he could, temporarily put on hold.

“Defective,” one of the guests slurred.

Privately, Fox doubted that it had been, although it certainly was now. He felt a sudden kinship with the pieces of mouse droid that littered the ground. ‘Defective’ like Fox was when he was punished for the crime of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, for not anticipating how the chancellor’s whims might differ to how they’d been the day before, ‘defective’ like his men were when they were slated for decommissioning. 

He hadn’t been able to save them all, but perhaps - and it was a big perhaps - the droid wasn’t beyond saving. Clones couldn’t be soldered back together, droids could.

“Would you like me to dispose of it for you, sirs?” he asked quickly.

“Pffff, why not?” one of them agreed, much to Fox’s internal relief. “Just get on with it.”

Fox did so, trying to gather up as many of the pieces as he could, placing the small ones inside the semi-intact body of the droid in order to make them easier to carry. He hoped, in his frantic searching, that he’d got them all.

After he’d made his way back to the barracks, he didn’t go collapse in his bunk as he’d planned (it was a stupid idea, he knew, and he’d pay for it in the morning). Instead, he picked up an electronics and soldering kit and took it back to his office, before sitting down on his floor, and beginning to get to work.

It was slow going, even with the schematics brought up on his holopad beside him, especially as he had to be careful with the fragile and twisted shards. Several times, he ran a current through the droid to check his soldering. When he did so, the readout brought up old error message after error message. When he did so once he’d wired the speakers back in place the droid screamed. He shut the power off very quickly after that, whispering apologies.

Fox’s heart ached for what the droid had been through. How confused must it have been, how hurt, how alone? Then he tried to cut that line of thought - he was being stupid, upsetting himself needlessly, droids weren’t sentient. A shard of ice formed in his stomach as he realised that that was exactly what natborns said about him.

Just because someone felt something different, just because it didn’t have pain receptors (oh how Fox wished that he didn’t have pain receptors), didn’t mean that it wouldn’t have been hurt, distressed, wondering why no one was coming to help it?

He knew his brothers in the GAR would have laughed at him getting sentimental over droids, but they could shove it. They weren’t here. They didn’t understand.

Mouse droids were harmless, they just cleaned floors and carried messages, tried to stay out from under everyone’s feet. What was even the point of harming them?

Fox knew why. It was the same reason they hurt him. It was fun.

At last, he felt that he’d done a good enough job, and, after checking that its wheels turned properly, set the droid down gently on the ground, before pressing its activation switch.

A few seconds later it shrieked, terrified. Fox knew that the droid wouldn’t know that time had passed, wouldn’t know that it was in a different place now, and even when it figured that out, wouldn’t know that it meant it was safe. Abruptly, its shriek cut off as if, like Fox, it knew better than to scream, before whirling around and taking itself under the safety of one of the shelving units.

Fox left it there. There would be a time for reassurances, and it wouldn’t be now, couldn’t be, the droid would be too overwhelmed with processing new data to understand anything. But eventually, it would understand that it was safe here, with the guard.

He found himself smiling for the first time in a while. He’d saved someone, he’d actually managed to save someone. Then, Fox collapsed face-first onto the threadbare couch that he’d shoved into the corner of his office.

His next shift began in thirty minutes.

[heart-0f-a-rebel16]

What color would your lightsaber be?

What planet wouldja like to live on?

If you were a droid, what kind?

1: Purple!

2: no contest would be a lasat. I need to be seven feet tall and furry

3: uhhhhh I think I’d be an MSE-6 bc they’re adorable and I love them so much

[spectres-fulcrum]

It started with skin issues and he called himself gross

And his older love interest still thought he was beautiful

And his older love interest fell despite the skin issues

And a few days/weeks later, he talked to his closest confidant about their future-he imagined sharing a house

And his love interest talked about their future

Adjacent to the flames of their destruction

Despite the fact that they both wanted said future

What Disney owned(In the end) canonically gay couple am I describing?

A. Buck and Tommy

B. Tarkin and his stormtrooper lover, TK-421 from a Star Wars short story that was tethered to tell a story that ended in their deaths in A New Hope(TK-421 made Tarkin laugh! He told his droid about it! It was sweet! And then Han Solo killed him and Luke Skywalker stole his armor)

C. Both

(If you guessed C, you were right! And I am pissed now that I realize they (likely unintentionally) made me sit through Of MSE-6 and Men just with relationship build up and ending in a horribly written breakup vs them having to kill TK-421 after he was talking about how nice it felt to make Tarkin laugh and I am so fucking pissed because I love both couples SO much to be able to whittle it down to the same because of TPTB/a 40 year old movie plotline.)

[queer-starwars-bracket]

Queer Star Wars Characters (Round 1): Well Known Characters Bracket Match 5

Garazeb Orrelios | Identity: mlm | Media: Star Wars Rebels

Since it’s a TV show, I’m going to assume that people already know about the relationship between Zeb and Kallus. Unfortunately, there are no fun EU tidbits to share. But as a reminder, Zeb and Kallus’ relationship being romantic hasn’t been officially confirmed via word of god. However, it has a level of textual support greater than any other popular slash ship (and similar to other canon ships), hence his inclusion in this bracket.

Wilhuff Tarkin | Identity: mlm | Media: Established in “Of MSE-6 and Men”

Yes really, freaking Tarkin is gay (or bi). The short story “Of MSE-6 and Men” in From A Certain Point of View tells from the point of view of a mouse droid how TK-421, the stormtrooper that Luke steals the armor of, becomes the sugar baby of the “most powerful person on the Death Star”. This can only be Tarkin (he also has Tarkin’s voice in the audiobook). Tarkin was the first movie character to be retconned into being queer, but thankfully he’s no longer the only one. 

Probably because it's so weird, this has never come up again. However, Tarkin does choose three orphaned Imperial cadets with promising grades to undergo the Tarkin family coming of age ceremony and adopts the only survivor. To me, this feels inspired by Tarkin being gay, but it hasn’t been explicitly stated. He comes from a very weird family that instilled within him fascist ideology as part of traditional Eriadu culture. 

The picture is unrelated to both of these, I just like inflicting it on people. 

[starwarsweirdos]

Quarterfinals - R5-D4 vs MSE-6 Series Repair Droid

[queeruscant]

Name: TK-421 Pronouns: he/him Era: Imperial Appears in: From a Certain Point of View

TK-421 was a stormtrooper serving on the Death Star in 0 BBY. He was secretly involved with Grand Moff Tarkin after the officer saw 421's holo-recording, calling him "beautiful" and sending him a message inviting him to Tarkin's quarters. 421 was even able to make Tarkin laugh during their private moments together, and Tarkin reassigned him to what was supposed to be a safe post. Unfortunately, 421 was killed by Han Solo and his armour was worn to disguise Luke Skywalker.

Watch TK-421's video profile here!

Full profile under the cut:

TK-421 was a stormtrooper on the Death Star in 0BBY. We learn about him in the short story “Of MSE-6 and Men” by Glen Weldon in From a Certain Point of View: A New Hope – but he first appeared in A New Hope.

As a worker in a maintenance unit, 421 often worked with droids, including mouse droid unit MSE-6-G735Y – G7 for short. After G7 ran into Grand Moff Tarkin – literally ran into him and knocked him over – the mouse droid malfunctioned and played a holo of 421 without his helmet on. Tarkin found the trooper very attractive, and with the help of G7, the two men began a clandestine relationship of sorts, spending time together in Tarkin’s quarters doing “human-being stuff” that G7 didn’t need to see. The two fell for each other quickly, and Tarkin planned on adding 421 to his personal security detail and moving into his penthouse on Coruscant. Tarkin immediately had 421 transferred to security detail on level 300, a relatively “cushy” job that was meant to keep him out of danger. 421’s first assignment was guarding a light freighter ship, which, unfortunately for him, turned out to be the Millennium Falcon. Along with TK-710, 421 was tricked into boarding the ship, where Han Solo shot him, Luke Skywalker stole his armour, and the group shoved his body into a crawl space. 

421 was a “beautiful” man with a “remarkable” body, according to Tarkin. He had an eye for interior design, and appreciated the Death Star’s flattering lighting and the Coruscant fiberweave carpet in Tarkin’s quarters. He cared about his appearance and hated how bad the stormtrooper helmet was for his skin. He had a habit of ignoring things he didn’t want to hear, was cleverer than he let on, and was the only one who could make Tarkin laugh. One of the best things about 421 though, in my opinion, is how he cared for his little mouse droid. He had dreams to take G7 to Coruscant and enter it into the droid racing circuit.

[angelosearch]

A New Beginning – All Star Wars references

I just finished writing my Star Wars-coded FFVIII fic, A New Beginning. Here is the list of most of the references/easter eggs, though I gotta be honest there were a couple more smaller ones that I decided were too subtle to flag. I tried to sort them in order of mention.

Major spoilers to the fic ahead if you haven't finished it!

Overall:

The title, “A New Beginning,” follows the naming structure of Star Wars movie titles. Like Star Wars movie titles, the title’s relationship to the story is unclear until the end.

Each chapter also has a Star Wars movie-like title. Each chapter is also called an “Episode,” like each movie is in Star Wars.

Overall, the story is about a Father-Son relationship. Throughout Star Wars media, legacy, especially as it pertains to fathers and sons, is a huge theme.

Most Star Wars media has an inescapable campiness and humor that runs alongside all the drama and suspense. This is something FFVIII has tonally as well, so it was easy to bring a little of this in.

Episode I: The Forces of Destiny

"Truth enlightens the mind but won't always bring happiness to your heart” is a quote of the opening text of Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Season One, Episode 16, “The Hidden Enemy.”

The ship Squall gets on is based on the Low Altitude Assault Transport/infantry gunship that was used by the Republic during The Clone Wars. While the LAAT/infantry gunship makes appearances throughout Star Wars media, its first appearance is in Star Wars: The Clone Wars.

Laguna’s armor is vaguely Mandalorian, but his helmet is supposed to be very Darth Vader-esque.

Squall thinks, “I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” which is a standby phrase throughout Star Wars media.

“He knew what he had to do, but he wasn’t sure if he had the strength to do it” is a reference to Kylo Ren’s line in The Last Jedi, “I know what I have to do but I don’t know if I have the strength to do it.”

Laguna and Squall’s in-battle banter is supposed to be reminiscent of Anakin and Obi Wan.

Laguna is leading him and Squall to the “high ground”—This is a reference to the famous Obi Wan and Anakin exchange in Episode III when Obi Wan says, “It’s over Anakin! I have the high ground!”

Squall helping Laguna cross a canyon is a common Star Wars show of trust—A Jedi using the force to help their teammate over a wide gap. Particularly, I was thinking of Sabine giving Ezra a super jump in the Ashoka season one finale.

The entire scene at the end of the chapter was meant to evoke the “Luke, I am your father” scene from Episode V.

Episode II: Return of the Knight

“Choose what is right, not what is easy” is a quote of the opening text of Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Season Two, Episode 18, “The Zillow Beast.”

Rinoa and Squall’s Sorceress/Knight connection is doubling with “a disturbance in the force.”

The vacuuming robot in the beginning of the chapter and the maintenance droid toward the end are MSE-6 series repair droids—also known as mouse droids. They are often seen on Imperial Star Destroyers.

“A droid that was human-like in stature, but bright blue and glaringly shiny, clunked over with another teacup” – this is a more C-3PO-like protocol droid.

The re-painted Estharian military uniforms are supposed to be like Storm Trooper armor.

Falcon is based on the Millennium Falcon – gray, small, female, fast, with dice hanging from her. “She didn’t look like much, but she had it where it counted” is similar to what Han said about his ship. I bet she made the Kestrel Run in less than 12 parsecs. (I’ll see myself out.)

Squall thinks, “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.” Yes, it has to come up every chapter.

Laguna’s mask has a hole like Vader’s does in various points of Star Wars. Specifically, I was thinking of Ashoka in her battle with Vader in Star Wars: Rebels.

“That was no mountain” = “That’s no moon. It’s a space station.” – Obi Wan Kenobi, Episode IV, upon seeing the Death Star.

All the soldier’s names are the names of Clones throughout Star Wars media.

Everything that Squall does to get into the facility and to Laguna is classic Star Wars—using an animal as a distraction, sneaking in on an enemy vehicle, disappearing the second someone looks for him, following droids, messing with touchscreens, climbing through vents, and especially dressing as a storm trooper.

The incompetence (especially the terrible aim) of the troopers is based on quintessential Storm Trooper behavior. The mundane conversations Squall overhears was inspired by the dialogue Cal Kestis can overhear from enemy conversations in Star Wars: Fallen Order.

Green-gray Trousers Guy is supposed to be an Imperial Officer. Personality-wise, I was going from Hux from Episodes VII, VIII, and IX.

Squall calls “upon the Force.”

The passcode is three references: 5-0-1 (the 501st shows up in various ways, but it was first introduced in Star Wars: The Clone Wars as General Anakin Skywalker’s Clone Battalion under the Grand Army of the Republic); 6-6 (“Execute Order 66!” – The Jedi killing order from Palpatine in Episode III); 1-1-3-8 (a common number throughout Star Wars media and George Lucas projects, honoring Lucas’s first feature film, THX 1138).

Squall uses spells against the soldiers that are reminiscent of throwing someone with the force and force choke, as seen frequently throughout battles in the Star Wars universe.

Dr. Enido is somewhat based on the villain of Star Wars: The Bad Batch, Doctor Royce Hemlock. She is focusing on helping a larger, more mysterious power achieve perfect cloning, just like Hemlock. Cloning is also a very common Star Wars villain goal.

Ellone’s dream is doubling as a “force vision.”

“Now, there are two of them!” is a much-memed quote from Episode I. The full quote is, “This is getting out of hand! Now, there are two of them!”

Episode III: Legacy of Light

"No gift is more precious than trust” is a quote of the opening text from Star Wars: Clone Wars, Season 2, Episode 6, “Weapons Factory.”

“This is where the fun begins” is a quote from Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. Anakin says it while piloting his x-wing.

“Hello there” is  a CLASSIC Obi Wan quote. I know it comes up in Episode III when he drops into battlebut he probably says it at other times.

“Datapad” and “stim” are both terms/objects from the Star Wars universe.

Cloning is a huge thing in Star Wars, especially in the more recent installments.

“Tapping on screens” – I was kind of thinking percussive maintenance.

Squall and Laguna’s prisoner uniforms are intended to be Jedi robes.

“I mean, have you ever thought about getting Rinoa’s DNA tested?” – This is meant to be a reference to Luke and Leia. But also I saw a post once where someone was trying to say Squall and Rinoa were related and I thought it was so funny I always headcanon that being a concern in this situation.

“I’ve got a bad feeling about this…” – Rinoa gets to say it this time!

The Estharian flight suit/hairstyle that Rinoa is sporting is supposed to give Leia vibes.

Red Leader/Gold Leader are rebel pilot call signs throughout the Galactic Civil War.

Blastersaber! A lightsaber and a blaster combined! Not only a perfect weapon for Squall, but also an actual weapon wielded by Ezra Bridger in Star Wars: Rebels (probably my overall favorite Star Wars property). It is his first lightsaber and the joke is that it is stupid, dangerous, and impractical.

Using the force to move enemies and sending them off of platforms is standard Star Wars stuff.

Laguna’s “impossible shot” is sort of like Luke’s shot to destroy the Deathstar.

It isn’t Star Wars until someone loses an arm or hand.

Platforms! Railings! Catwalks! That’s always how the Star Wars big battles go down.

When it was storming on the platform, I was thinking of the fight between Obi Wan and Jengo Fett on Kamino in Episode II: Attack of the Clones.

The trust exercise on the pier involving a hard shot is a reference to the finale of Star Wars: The Bad Batch.

Medaling Ceremony, just like in Episode IV.

RAINE IS A FORCE GHOST!!!!

I named the Estharian turn-coat Cody, as Cody is one of the most trusted generals in the Clone Wars, but, like many clones, he succumbs to Order 66 and tries to kill Obi Wan.

That's 53 total! The moral of the story is, I am not very creative 😅 But I do love Star Wars!

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Hi do you think you could elaborate more on thrawn getting that stormtussy? Thanks

it was actually tarkin who fucked a stormtrooper. this happens in 'of mse-6 and men', which is a short story in the anthology from a certain point of view. in the story, which is told from the perspective of a mouse droid, TK-421 talks about his affair with an unnamed imperial officer. i can't find the full text of the story right now, but i know the officer has the highest level of clearance on the death star and blew alderaan up so. that's tarkin. no doubt.

i wish i could pull some screencaps of the book but idk where my pdf went. but i did read this article about tarkin's sexuality like 2 years ago and it blew my mind. i wrote a poem about it. i really like tarkin.