#star wars fans unite

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[kopykunoichi]

One thing we can all agree on today:

Saw Gerrera and Cid Scaleback can go🖕themselves.

[rabid-dog-steve-horn]

May the 4th be with you | "Imperial March" Remix Bucket Drum Cover

[ominouspuff]

Kote’s House

Kote’s first house is a pathetic thing, and he is incurably proud of it. The twi’lek he purchased it from very evidently could not make up his mind what to do with a man that grinned while he haggled, but it was the first time Kote had haggled over a purchase of his very own. He had thoroughly enjoyed it.

The house is built for one being, and a compact being at that, but Kote doesn’t have much. Moving in is quick, and most of his efforts during the next few days after go into attempting ambitious repairs for things he doesn’t know the first thing about. 

His plumbing is an issue, he knows. Something is getting blocked up. Somehow while trying to fix the kitchen tumbler, his fresher spout explodes.

He hadn’t kept his new house a secret from anyone by any means, but it is still surprising when Fox barges in through his jamming front door. He finds Kote on the floor in his cramped kitchen while the fresher rains water in the adjacent room, laughing so hard and so crippled with delight that he can’t get up.

He tries to explain how wonderful it is —

“I-I have to fix my plumbing on my own, vod—”

—but judging by Fox’s single raised eyebrow he knows it doesn’t translate.

Fox, it turns out, is moving into the neighborhood. Kote doesn’t ask about the house Fox already has — the house he has visited, which is very nice and fancy — or point out that Fox’s contract there cannot possibly be up, which begs the question of why he’s here in Kote’s neighborhood — except that Kote already knows the answer to that question. So he doesn’t ask.

Fox doesn’t show him any grace or forbearance, though.

“Don’t even know how to fix a damn pipe, front lining show-off—” His brother snarls, but it is muffled; his top half had to go down beneath the floor they’d pried up to get at the plumbing issue.

“So that’s what they had you doing all these years.” Kote says, because he really is in a criminally good mood. He barely ducks the foot-long pipe Fox throws at his head, feeling giddy.

He makes dinner that night in thanks. Fox stays, ostensibly because now that he’s fixed the fresher he intends to use it, because his new house isn’t hooked up properly yet to all the supply lines and power grids. 

They choke on homemade tiingilar (vode-style; Kote can’t pretend at the real thing yet) so heavily spiced it’s got grit to it that sticks between the teeth. It’s disgusting, but Cody had bought fifteen different spices and while usually he likes to keep his approach to the unknown more cautious, more methodical, he couldn’t think of anything he wanted to do more than use them all at once for the first time. 

Wolffe joins them not long after; brings a few others along by recommending the apartment he picks out, so that soon most of the complex is taken up by vode, Kote hears, but he doesn’t visit yet. Everyone’s too busy coming over to his house, it seems; filling up his kitchen and asking why he hasn’t fixed the trash disposal yet, why he doesn’t have a couch, doesn’t he know they’re all the rage among civilized folk?

Kote fixes the trash disposal with Rex, who is better at it than he is but says it’s only due to Skywalker’s influence on managing all things mechanical. 

“How is Skywalker?” Kote asks, and gets more than he bargained for over the next hour. At first he’s a bit off-put, because he’s trying to get dinner sorted again and he’s not been very fond of Skywalker at the best of times, but Rex is snorting out a story and laughing and it’s contagious, so Kote just resigns himself and settles in to enjoy.

Skywalker has little ones, now. Obi-Wan is the only one that can get them to sleep. Ahsoka is distressed; she knows better, but every instinct in her is apparently in agony over the little ones’ inability to eat meat yet. She obsesses over nutrients in their diet — which, given what tiny natborn humans primarily ingest in the early stages, makes for some slightly awkward conversations.

Rex helps with dinner afterward, and they take turns being incredulous over natborn baby facts, shoving around one another in the tiny, uncomfortable kitchen.

“What’s your next project?” Rex asks at one point, glancing sidelong with a cheeky look, and Kote levels his vegetable knife at him (he’s got a vegetable knife. Specifically for vegetables. It’s a very new concept). 

“I make everyone’s dinner on Tuangsdays.” He says. “I’m productive.”

Rex’s sharp-toothed grin turns thoughtful. “Yeah” He says. “Everyone loves coming here, you know. You could be the new 79’s.”

Kote knows. He plans and plots, and puts more work into researching recipes than he’s put into any research whatsoever in months. It feels a bit like coming out of a shore leave; his thoughts quicken and his excitement grows. He hunts down a market. He brings a bag. He shops, bargains, and returns victorious.

He sends out a few comms., and can’t help but shake his head and grin at how different the responses are. 

What a marvelous idea, Cody. His general — ex-general — says.

Yus pls, Ahsoka sends back, with some sort of strange tooka vidclip that dances with wiggly gyrations Kote can only assume indicate excitement.

Where is your house, Anakin says, blunt and to the point, and Kote can appreciate that. 

He sends the address. He cooks all day. The sun sets, and Fox and Wolffe arrive, already bickering, Rex trailing behind with a long-suffering look sent to Kote, begging commiseration.

“Ugh, don’t you ever stop smiling, now?” He gripes when Kote just grins at him. 

“Nope,” Kote says, unrepentantly.

He leaves the soup on the stove, simmering, and takes his cup of caf to the window. He leans on it, breathing in cool air, and just listens — listens to the squabbling as Wolffe gets on Fox’s case for not washing Kote’s dishes correctly the last time they visited. Hears the soft thumps of Rex sneaking into the cramped room Kote has set aside for plants and the sole pet he has; a pastel goullian, fins swaying ever so gently, permanent scowl in place. Thinks he catches, distantly, the sound of his remaining three guests (Padme couldn’t attend, and had made him feel very awkward by how thoughtfully she apologized for it) plodding up the hill. 

“Cody!” Ahsoka cries, coming into view and waving. 

Kote’s cheeks have stopped aching from all the smiling he’s gotten used to, so it’s easy to let another through.

[indistinctchatt3r]

[exosorcery]

FRIDGE  ART by Ahsoka :)

I’m loving the idea of Plo and Ahsoka adventures!

Well, ok - maybe this is not so much an adventure. I often wonder when was the first time Ahsoka saw Plo maskless? How did she react? This is the result.

P.S. - I am a card-carrying member of the “Plo Has Opposable Thumbs on His Feet” club. Out president is @hellyeahpancakes​. I will tag you!

(Hey Artists - Have you ever sat on a piece of Art so long you’ve lost all faith in it? Gone back to change stuff so much that the original presentation gets buried? I feel ya. 

This still has some stuff I want to change but it’s presentable. Hope you enjoy it.) 

[briika-mereel]

Cackling at the ad placement. I see you, Tumblr.

[staryflowers]

Grand Army of the Republic organization

(Numbers taken from this Wookieepedia article)

The G.A.R contains

10 system armies (2 sector armies, 294,912 troopers each)

20 sector armies (4 corps/divisions, 147,456 troopers each)

80 corps/divisions (4 legions/brigades, 36,864 troopers each)

320 legions/brigades (4 regiments, 9,216 troopers each)

1,280 regiments (4 battalions, 2,304 troopers each)

5,120 battalions (4 companies, 576 troopers each)

20,480 companies (4 platoons, 144 troopers each)

81,920 platoons (4 squads, 36 troopers each)

327,680 squads (Base unit, 9 troopers each)

...and based on those numbers, the total number of clone troopers is actually 2,949,120 troopers, not a clean 3 million.

All numbers are at the start of the war, accounting for neither deaths nor production of clones.

[triscribe]

Thank you for your honesty! That's okay! Tell me about Finn. Now I'm intrigued! 😁

FINN my BOY

The Force Awakens introduced so much potential, with this literal no-name stormtrooper who could have come from anywhere in the galaxy, taken and molded and pushed into serving the First Order with no identity beyond being a good little cog in the machine, and the first time he gets to see up close and personal how that machine steam rolls over innocent people in its path, his reaction is to give a hard pass

I just. Words do not describe how much I love this concept. And even better, this is a main character, one part of the Big Trio we were meant to get for this trilogy, he's not a throwaway background "move the plot a step forward but otherwise don't do anything" guy, he's not a traitor who does one helpful thing and then dies for it in the name of freedom or revolution, he gets out, and even with clear reluctance, he finds something bigger and better to throw himself into

And yeah, there are the obvious parallels with the clone troopers of the old Republic, literally created to be cogs in their machine, born with numbers instead of names and given extremely little autonomy but for what they carved out for themselves in a hundred thousand unique little ways - but even beyond all of that, I look at the clones, I look at FN and his fellows, I feel like Maz Kanata seeing the same eyes in different faces

Those are children raised to be living weapons

Those are people raised strictly and sternly and told they have no choice, why would they even want a silly choice, this is the best and only option, this is the only thing they'll ever be good for-

But Star Wars is all about choice

Yes, Finn's squadmate died in front of him, left that bloody handprint on his helmet, but that's not a loss that rips apart his world. That's not a farmstead burned down, a species massacred, a planet obliterated. That's his reality, that he and all his fellow troopers are meant to live and fight and die for those above them - it should, in theory, be the easiest thing in the world to stand up, to shoot, to get back in that transport and return to the First Order and continue onward

But it isn't

Maybe Finn could have been Force sensitive, maybe that was never in the cards, but regardless, he heard those screams and saw the falling bodies, he went back up on the shuttle and saw a captured enemy pilot and he chose

The greatest tragedy of the clone troopers is that at the final moment, when Operation Knightfall kicked into full gear, they didn't get to choose. A set of pre-determined words flipped a switch inside their heads, and good soldiers follow orders, sir, if the Emperor declares these folks are traitors, well, traitors to the Empire must die, and once they're all dead we move on to the next set of orders and the next, good soldiers follow orders, so do good citizens of the Empire, those that don't get to deal with the consequences

How many of their ghosts got to cheer, when a nobody no-name kid, molded to wear white armor and shaped to hold a blaster in his hands, heard his orders and refused, and then went on to choose a course of action that helped take down the biggest superweapon the galaxy had ever seen?

The clones seized what choices they could, with their names and their paint and whatever else they managed, up until the biggest choice of all was stripped from them

FN-2187 didn't even get those tiny scraps of self-expression, of identity, of any choice at all, until he found himself on the edge of a precipice all his fellow squad members jumped into without a second thought, and pulled himself away

The rest of the sequels chickening out of doing a hell of a lot more with that is definitely in the top five travesties of the entire damn franchise, I swear.

[schlock-luster-video]

On June 2, 1983, Return of the Jedi debuted in the United Kingdom.

Here's some new Princess Leia art!

[edbydawn]

i don't CARE if his lil leggies can't actually bend like that we are MAKING a STAR!

[xx-sharki-xx]

Finally got myself a Droid Depot Astromech Droid!!

I think I'll name them R0-59!

They came with a black First Order personality chip but they are a friendly Resistance Droid so I'll have to invest in a new chip along the line.

I'm thinking about repainting some parts of them before comic con which is May 4th!

[vassalor]

Favorite "fan favorite" characters who did not have plot armor or even name at first, but the community love them

Zekhan aka Zappy Boi

Hunk

And

Embo

[artpo]

If it isn't Khun Luke and Yoda 🤭

[kstarlitchaotics]

What made the early on movies so special 💖

[bran-ridire]

Star Trek: ALLIANCE

So, I saw this note in the “Dominion War Campaign” Booklet for Star Trek Alliance (an offshoot of Star Trek Attack Wing by Wizkids)

It’s nice they let you bring in some other ships from Attack Wing if you choose, but it’s limited, even considering It’s just “Federation” ships for now. Personally, I get excitable as to choice, I like to keep my options open. So I expanded the list Tier 1 (Requires Captain Skill 2) Akira Class, Excelsior Class, Miranda Class, Oberth Class, Nova Class, Aerie Class, NX Class, Bajoran Interceptor, Bajoran Scout, Bajoran Solar Sailor, Suurok Class Tier 2 (Requires Captain Skill 4) Defiant Class, Saber Class, Constellation Class, Constitution Class, Constitution Refit, [Andorian Battle Cruiser*] [Maquis Raider*] [Mirror Universe Olympic Class*] Tier 3 (Requires Captain Skill 5) Intrepid Class, Galaxy Class, Nebula Class, D'kyr Class, Kelvin-Timeline Constitution, [Dauntless Class*] [Mirror Universe/Borg Galaxy Class*] Tier 4 (Requires Captain Skill 8) Sovereign Class, Prometheus Class * These are  NOT Federation ships and thus break the rules, but they are so close to Federation ships I felt I needed to include them. (Assumptions of course have been made.) Tier One, excluding the Excelsior and Akira, anything with a combined Weapon, Agility, Hull and Shield Value of 9 or less, and can have no more than 3 native upgrade slots. Tier Two anything with a combined Weapon, Agility, Hull and Shield Value of 10 to 11, and can have no more than 3 native upgrade slots. Tier Three anything with a combined Weapon, Agility, Hull and Shield Value of 12 to 14, and can have no more than 4 native upgrade slots. Tier Four anything with a combined Weapon, Agility, Hull and Shield Value above 14, and/or has more than 4 native upgrade slots.