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Captain Am is like most clones, in that she is an imperfect copy of Jango Fett. Some mutation in her cloning pod shifted her brain chemistry into the feminine spectrum. While the Kaminoans offered no affirming care, her brothers were accepting and supportive, while chiding her as brothers at arms do. When she was assigned to the 778th Legion, a medical core under the command of Altisian Jedi Master Mar'uk, she managed to acquisition hormone replacement therapy under the guise of prescribing them to one of the volunteer surgeons on board their ship. Captain Am would become well known for providing unique care to patients struggling with none physical ailments, even when it broke GAR protocol.
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ARC Trooper Corporal Jaig
Blorbo the second, Jaig the ARC of the 343rd. In house mother and bleeding heart in disguise. With the text under the cut.
CT - 8407 âJaigâ has proven herself to be a survivor. Calm, collected and aloof, Jaig comes across as a cold and unapproachable soldier. But its a mask of a hunter observing the world for signs of danger.
The name âJaigâ was given to her early in the war when a B1 droid got in close and disarmed her. Itâs not in Jaig nature to go down without a fight. Itâs not in her nature to go down at all. All clones are trained in hand to hand combat, made stronger and more agile than base humans. But these are necessary against unyielding mechanical fists. Knocked off her feet by a metal backhand, she remember the raw of the wind across the sands, of the LAATâs, of blaster fire.
She registers the B1s flooding in and going for her batchmates, her squadron, helmet forgotten she goes for the nearest one and shreds out the wires in its neck. Itâs a valiant effort. Itâs luck. The droid reaches back, grabbing her by the face to pull her off. Itâs joints seize and all thats left as it turns on her is the command prompt to shoot and keep shooting. The fucker took her eye. Tore the skin off around it.
The scar that it left was triangular shaded, the skin too smooth for the rest of her face. A jaig eye, Jaiâgalaarâla surâhaiiâse, a shreik-hawk eye, they said. Said her quick thinking took out a platoon of clankers when the droid she hardwired mindlessly shot a downed LAAT, blowing it, sending it crashing on top of the ones storming their trench. She just remembers being pissed because they knocked her bucket off and didn't finish the job. So she gets to trained as an ARC. Itâs an honour. And she agrees but it doesn't feel real. Even assigned to the 21st Nova Corps, under the command of Commander Jet, Clone Marshal Commander Bacara, and General Ki Adi Mundi.
She never really like red. Liked the long kama though. She also had not like General Mundi. The rumour was that he had ten wives. The number changed depending on the battalion they were bunking with. It was more like four. But knowing the jediâs no string policy she's even less of a fan. Even less in the coming months before. Jaig would be with the nova corps for few campaigns. Used to smile when Block chased her around with hair shears. How Duke would always grumbled getting dirt off his armour, and asked how she kept hers so clean and not smelling of wet bantha. But besides that she hadn't known much about herself until they had met them. Two of General Mundiâs wives met them at a medical station one a doctor the other visiting from a relief mission. Pamania. She was lovely. Covered in simple jedi cream robes all except for her eyes. Eyes of deep pools of dark purple, nebulas set in russet skin. They creased when she smiled. Lashes fluttered when she cried. They visited the medical base often. Pamania was gentle with them. Patient and kind, and fierce as a forests fire when they came back in a state. Jaig thinks she liked her. The first one to call her sister. The first to run fingers through her hair rather than playfully pull it when she gave her some self sacrificing crap. The first person to kiss her on the cheek and tell her she had a right to live in this world. War or no war.
Jaig had been younger then, Naive and unsure what to do with such gentle treatment. Who knew an innocent kiss to a clothed cheek would do such damage? Jet had scolded her and within a week she was decommissioned for improper behaviour, officially. Unofficially reassigned in shiny armour to the 343rd. Â
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Jaig loves the twins like her own. Especially Lash, whose quiet sarcasm is a family brand of deflection. She wants more with Ro, but Ro has a whole host of issues to make up with before Jaig is next in line. Doesnât stop her having the ARF troopers back though. They both got on best, both being recon troops and with her 3rd in command and Ro in 2nd, they often share looks of exasperation and concern at the expense of Kiss. Â
Here is Captain Kiss x and the rest of the company.
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Lieutenant Margo shows off her pretty new silk dress, in 218th purple
And her expertly designed wing tattoo, courtesy of her favorite brother, Sergeant Cynic. It's based on the facial tattoo they both share with their former squad before they got picked up by Crisis Company
Alts under the cut
and the Pin-Up this is based on
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I was thinking about Rex's hair and logically figured the Kaminoan's wouldn't have gone through the effort of genetically modifying something as benign as looks (they couldn't care less about their humanity and personal identities) â which means he dyes it himself. I can't get the image of him cutting it off for the first time out of my head. I can imagine vod'e standing around and watching in awe as Rex becomes more himself. They definitely helped him get the back of his head and behind his ears the first time.
Which then conjures up an image of a clone discovering she's trans and all her brothers vocally appreciating and complimenting her outgrown curls - or vowing to grow their own out with her because "they can't force us all to cut it off."
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Fox passed out having a Hell Of A Time
Full version here
#marshal commander fox#commander fox#not in this but in the actual content#cw bruises#cw marking#cw bites#trans clone trooper#nsft#my art
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Trans Clone Week day 4
Prompts : During War time; Trans4Trans ; hair braiding ;
Lady had been growing her hair out her whole life. And being a pilot she had to keep it back and tidy, so she came up with a system. Eventually she was able to get it just how she liked it, and seeing her vode shocked expressions when she took off her bucket was just icing on the cake.
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fresh dyed hair and a smoke, what more could you ask for?
finally purchase procreate again and had a lot of fun playing around with this piece! the lighting hides some of it, especially on her skin (including her scars and stretch marks) but thatâs fine. queen is justâŚlakdneifniejfj sheâs such a person i love her so much.
her blanket was a gift from some of her subordinates, they found it and gave it to her after her injury during her recovery period. they painted the guard symbol on it while patching it up
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I love how the star was community is so free-the-clones based and AGREED upon that they are their own men, with brains and their own thoughts and feelings. You know, not mindless slaves.
UNTIL. UNTIL a clone is made to be trans.
Then suddenly all they are is JUST clones, JUST CLONES, no mind of their owns and un-thinking slaves. Because a clone canât possibly think that for themselves. Its just crazy to me, and its always the cis white male side of it. Its ALWAYS the mfs who glorify what the clones had to do because it was âwith the boysâ. Clones have rights within the fandom until they dont.
#i might sound dramatic but its making me so mad#why CANT they be trans??? what is the rule on that?? THERE IS NONE#theres just so much hypocrisy#star wars#clone troopers#trans clone trooper#i hate the male side of the star wars fandom#i will stand on this
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Sister - The Clone Trooper
"I was afraid, before I left Kamino. We don't really know what happens to unusual clones. But my brothers never let me doubt. I wasn't sure if the Jedi would understand." "The Jedi are all about transcending things. I don't think we can complain if you've transcended gender." "Transcended gender. We'll work on it, but I like where it's heading."
âSister and Anakin SkywalkerÂ
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Kinktober 2024 Day 5
Prompt: Fisting
Bacara/Fox/Neyo/Wolffe
Explicit, No Archive Warnings
Tags: Fisting, vaginal fisting, trans clones, Trans Fox, foursome, poly clones, impact play, spanking, nipple play, humiliation, verbal humiliation, lube, praise kink, Bottom Fox, Top Bacara
Summary: Fox is so, so close to being full but he needs more.
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The Eddy Squad File #1: Body Mods
Decided to join Trans Clone Week 2024, with this fic following the prompts âCadetsâ and âGender Affirming Technologyâ
Eddy Squad is an all-trans squad of Clone Commandos attached to the 187th: Spice, Convor, Terra, and Jack. This file is a disciplinary incident. Interspersed with the official report is a narrative from Jack, explaining how she realized she was trans, and how she developed a body mod for medically transitioning.
CW: Institutional Transphobia, gore-free Medical Procedures.
The fic and additional notes can be found below the cut. All dates are given in Coruscant Reckoning, they translate to roughly 26-25 BBY
Commando Group 187-C3 âEddy SquadââIncident Report #597
Dates involved: 7952.98.1â7952.725.4
Description: RC-3119 stole proprietary Kaminoan medical technology, modified it, and implanted it in himself herself and RC-3120 without physician supervision. Despite this, the self-inflicted âprocedureâ had no lasting side-effects, and subsequent evaluations have deemed them suitable to continue Commando training.Â
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It was the only option I had left. Well, it wasnât the only option, but I was 7 and my anti-authoritarian streak was in full swing. Kinda funny for someone bred to be a soldier to have a problem with authority, but hey, Iâm a Clone Commando. Itâs kinda my job to be outside the norm.
Let me introduce myself. Iâm Jack (the Kaminoans call me RC-3119), the Technology and Medical specialist of Eddy Squad. My sisters in the squad have been effective since the first battle of Geonosis, and we get better every mission. If you donât know much about the GAR besides the headlines, you may be surprised by my use of âsistersâ, but we clones are more than just a string of identical men. General Windu (my boss) once told me that every individual, even a clone, has their own signature in the Force. Iâm not sure I believe him, but itâs certainly a hell of a lot more compelling than whatever âscientificâ explanations the Kaminoans tried coming up with to explain us. For a while they just completely denied we exist, so Iâm hesitant to believe their âexpertiseâ about our own personal lives.Â
Let me tell you the story about how I broke some regulations and wrote the new ones.
We first-gen clones had a slightly different upbringing than the shinies you see fighting today. No older clones to give us advice. No hands-on training with the Jedi, none of the spiritual guidance the new kids get today. And we were pretty isolated from the galaxy at large, given we were a secret project nobody knew about. So our only social contact was the Kaminoans (who kept us at arms length so we never got close to them), the mercenaries they brought in to train us (who only stayed for a year or two at most), and each other. Obviously, we were exceptionally close with our squad, but we also had plenty of contact across divisions and battalions. Beyond the loyalty to our brothers and the Republic, we basically had to develop our own society. Weird rituals were developed partially out of superstition, partly out of boredom. Our idea of family is, I suspect, very different from most beings in the Galaxy. And genderâŚ
Most of us first-gens didnât conceptualize our own gender until we were about 6. That might sound normal for most humans and near-humans, but remember, we age twice as fast. When we started learning about galactic cultures in the programs, we started imagining ourselves as part of a larger society. At about the same time, Eddy Squad and several other commando groups were being trained by the mercenary Sugi. And she wasâŚeverything I wanted to be. Incredibly skilled, irreverent of power structures, but believed in honor and justice. She would always say, âNever break an oath. Your skills are one thing, but if you donât use them with honor, youâre no better than a common thug.â And she was just so effortlessly her. So I started emulating her, first skills, then philosophy. But I realized something was missing. SomethingâŚa bit more ephemeral.
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I first met Sister in the mess hall. The 187th and the 302nd were doing basic tactics training together. I usually ate with Eddy Squad, but Iâd stayed late, staring at an encyclopedia page about Zabrak society. Having grabbed my food, I noticed an open seat across from a clone with her short hair in a few braids. I ask if I can sit there.Â
âOf course you can, weâre family. Iâm Sister, and these are my brothers in Charger squad. Do you have a name like Colt and Bronco here? Or do you still go by your Number, like Six-Oh-Three and Two-Nine?âÂ
Iâd never really thought about having a name back then. It hadnât felt important. We were all numbers, cogs in the GAR machine. âUh Iâm RC-3119. But my squad are all RC-31s, so Iâm usually called Nineteenâ
âOoooh boys did you hear that? Weâre sitting with a future Commando. Colt, do you want anything signed?â He grumbled something about wanting to be an ARC trooper not a Commando, before Sister continued âSo what brings a Commando over to a table full of regs? I thought you always stayed as a squad.â
âI stayed late at class, just kinda staring at my notes and thinking. I told the rest of Eddy Squad they could eat without me.â It was enough of the truth without saying something embarrassing.
Most of Charger squad went back to chatting amongst themselves, but Sister kept talking to me. âStaring off into the distance and thinking? Maybe about your mercenary mentors? Done that plenty of times, Nineteen. Self-reflection is a pretty good teacher.â Her implications were pretty obvious, and suddenly âNineteenâ felt incredibly, viscerally wrong. My demeanor change mustâve been obvious, because she asked, âWas thatâŚtoo relatable?â
I felt the urge to whisper. âHow didâhow did you know?â I had never felt so seen, so exposed, not even when I kriffed up a training exercise.Â
She just smiled and said, âcall it a hunch. How you approached me sitting down. It was different from a curious brother.â
I donât remember much of the rest of the conversation, but she clearly enjoyed talking with me because we remain friends to this day. After that night, I told the other Eddies I was a girl, and they were just as supportive as Charger squad was. Slowly, one by one, the rest of them came out too, until none of us were going to be the men the Jedi had ordered. But weâre still clones, so we gave each other our names.
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7952.98.1, 1526 hours: RC-3119 submits Form 306.768 requesting Estradiol (âRequest 1â) 7952.98.1, 1527 hours: Request 1 immediately rejected, as Estradiol is not on the approved medication list 7952.98.1, 1539 hours: RC-3119 again submits Form 306.768 requesting Estradiol, with slight differences (âRequest 2â) 7952.98.1, 2034 hours: Junior Researcher Elo Panil reviews Request 2. He rejects Request 2 and attaches the standardized uses of Testosterone in human male development. 7952.98.2, 0921 hours: RC-3119 again submits Form 306.768 requesting Estradiol (âRequest 3â), this time attached with Tag #34 (âappeal tagâ) and six research papers (see Appendices JenthâNern) 7952.98.2, 0943 hours: Junior Researcher Elo Panil refers Request 3 to Disciplinary Committee and Genetic Council 7952.98.2, 1313 hours: Disciplinary Committee begins deliberation 7952.98.2, 1656 hours: Disciplinary Committee submits recommendation âto threaten decommissionâ to Genetic Council 7952.98.2, 1738 hours: Genetic Council tables discussion of Request 3 7952.98.3, 1000 hours: Genetic Council continues discussion of Request 3 7952.98.3, 1855 hours: Genetic Council tables discussion of Request 3 7952.98.4, 1030 hours: Genetic Council continues discussion of Request 3 7952.98.4, 1223 hours: Genetic Council votes 5-4 against Request 3 7952.98.4, 1911 hours: Chief Scientist Nala Se formally rejects Request 3
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Puberty is hell for most humans and those adjacent, but when you have to go thru it twice as fast, it really sucks. Even worse when you go thru the wrong one. By the time testosterone had really started kicking in, I was done. I knew from the anatomy programs that humans could easily change their sex by simply changing what hormones were coursing thru their veins, so I set my heart on that.
Little did I know how much trouble I would get into. But even knowing, I still wouldnât change a thing.
One of the most common forms I have to fill out on a daily basis is Form 306.768: Requisition for Medical Supplies. While the glamor of the field medic comes from patching up people and keeping everyone alive in the fight, thatâs the easy part. Adrenaline is a hell of a drug for both treated and treater. No, most of my actual mental load as a medic is spent filling out forms. Itâs still just as boring as when I started my med training (but not boring enough that I can do it on autopilot). But you can always fill it out for personal requests, and for most clones itâs actually sleeping pills to deal with insomnia.Â
So 7-year-old me, Med trainee dealing with hellish puberty, thinks âwhy not fill out 306.768 to request estrogen?â Honestly, itâs kind of hilarious I thought it would be that easy back then. So I diligently filled out the form, and pressed submit.Â
The initial rejection was so fast, I thought it was an error.Â
So I went over my formatting, changed a few words to make sure it didnât get flagged as a duplicate, and resubmitted it.Â
It took a few hours to get the rejection notice this time. At least this time, it had some reasons attached. âTestosterone improves muscle mass and other athletic abilities. Eliminating it would decrease the effectiveness of a soldier in the Grand Army of the Republic.âÂ
I was fuming. You know what else decreases the effectiveness of a soldier? Hating yourself and your body so much you donât want to do anything besides run away and cry.Â
But by the next day, I was able to pull myself together enough to send in the form again, this time with a detailed explanation of why I needed estrogen, along with multiple research papers from across the galaxy showing why estrogen does not decrease athletic effectiveness.Â
This rejection notice took several days to arrive, and was apparently written by Nala Se herself. I had been holding out one last hope that someone on the research team would finally understand, but apparently none of them saw the value of soldiers outside their own ideals. There was even a veiled threat about being 99âd.
Thatâs when I knew I had to take matters into my own hands. Embrace the Slicer lifestyle. I had gotten the name âJackâ from being able to plug into any computer jack (and I mean any, not just the standard droid ports) and extract the information I needed. I had already sliced into the Holonet at large and began importing culture beyond the carefully curated media the Kaminoans liked to show us. Iâm honestly not sure why they tried keeping so much from us, that kind of exposure made me fall in love with every part of the Republic, not just the Core. The Taris undercity, in particular, put out some of the best techno music and some of the greatest Slicer philosophers. Those that embraced the freedom and self-expression of doing it yourself, rather than just seeing slicing as a technical skill.Â
And now it was my turn.
The Kaminoans had some old research on creating organic computers from human tissue. Iâm honestly not sure why they didnât progress further on it, it seemed light-years ahead of the the rest of the galaxyâs biotech research. The process for growing a chip seemed simple enough, and the programming of âcreate xesh amount of estradiol each dayâ wouldnât be much harder. Only problem was, the tech needed to grow one would not be easily requisitioned.Â
So I did the only logical thing: steal it.
Okay, it was more like borrowing, because I was never planning on keeping it forever, but the higher-ups would almost certainly see it as stealing. I was going to copy the specs too, and see if I could build one myself (and improve on it). Ironic that we call all of it slicing, when this would be the first slice I did that involved literally slicing into something using a scalpel.Â
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7952.306.5, 2357 hours: during routine inventory of Genetics Lab 45-23, a B37D cell programmer was reported as missing 7952.307.1, 0630 hours: inspections looking for the B37D cell programmer find it at 187-C3âs computer terminal. All 4 members brought in for questioning separately. 7952.307.1, 0645 hours: blood tests reveal both RC-3119 and RC-3120 have Estradiol and Testosterone levels consistent with human girls at their biological age. RC-3121 and RC-3122 have hormone levels consistent with other clones. A Disciplinary Committee meeting is called into session. 7952.307.1, 1230 hours: despite refusing to offer information about the stolen B37D, RC-3121 and RC-3122 are released to their programs 7952.307.1, 1300 hours: RC-3119 and RC-3120 are placed in the same room in an attempt to elicit answers from both
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For more context in the rest of this story, I need to introduce you to the leader of Eddy Squad, and my partner in crime for this escapade, Spice (aka RC-3120). Sheâs been basically been our leader since we first learned how to walk and talk. She can talk her way out of pretty much any situation, and can fight out of the rest of them. Her hand-to-hand skills were top of every chart on Kamino, and it translated onto the battlefield: her preferred weapon these days is an electrostaff she took from a MagnaGuard she destroyed (that little stunt got her promoted to Lieutenant). But above all, she doesnât break anyoneâs trust; she never shares a secret. This is both highly valued by Republic Intelligence and loathed by GAR Police.Â
Sheâs also the second member of Eddy Squad to come out. While Iâm pretty masculine despite being a woman, sheâs deep into her femininity. So when I told her that I was planning on modding myself, she wanted in too.Â
Stealing the cell programmer was easy enough. There was a genetics lab storage closet that had a spare programmer, and as a Med trainee, I had access to the science levels. I went after one of my programs on the level. I stayed a bit late to âfinish upâ my report, then when nobody was looking, I went to the genetics lab. The outer lock was easy enough to slice into, and the storage space still had its door left open. And security recordings wouldnâtâve caught me either, I had set up a basic recording loop as I walked to the lab. After grabbing it, I simply dropped it off at our squadâs terminal (it was small enough I could put it in an empty drawer).Â
To build a bio-computer for humans, you first need human stem cells. Theyâre easy enough to acquire, as bone marrow is full of them. After a simple extraction, I placed the cells into the programmerâs gel matrix (thankfully, it used a standard bacta gel so I wouldnât have to requisition anything suspicious). I had already written the necessary code, so the programmer got to work growing the bio-implant. It would function as an artificial organ, responding to other hormone levels to produce healthy amounts of E. And after about a week, it was fully grown and ready for implantation.
Spice and I were the only ones awake for it. We didnât want to implicate anyone else, have anyone else suffer consequences. I made a small incision with a plasma scalpel into the skin on the side my rib cage, where two parts of Katarn-class armor would overlap. Wouldnât want a lucky shot from a clanker to damage it. As Spice held the gel matrix, I used a pincer to extract my hard work from it. She asked, âYou ready? Thereâs no going back.âÂ
âThere never was.â
I gently tucked the mod underneath the skin flap, and closed it up with microsutures. The thin film of bacta on the implant caused it to instantly integrate with my body. I felt an immediate thrill. Brand-new blood vessels branched off of my existing ones, and fused with the pre-grown capillaries of the mod. A rush of new cells growing around the chip making it a part of me. I swear I could feel it come to life. Thatâs when I knew, I was finally becoming myself.Â
Spice clearly saw I was enjoying myself. âGirl, when you come down off that high, Iâm gonna need you to start growing one for me.â She disposed of the used gel matrix, and started preparing a new one as I slowly came back to my senses. She had planned to wait for a week and see how I felt first, but it seemed like that had gone out the viewport.
As I got up, I grabbed the autosyringe. âYou sure you donât want to wait and see how this goes for me?â I ask her. âI mightâve messed up something in the process.âÂ
She turns to me, âJack, Iâve seen your slicing and medic skills. Thereâs no one I trust more to do this than you.â I see the warmth in her eyes. The same brown eyes as me, but somehow even more like my own than anyone else. âWeâre sister, weâre in this together. I donât want to be an accomplice if I canât have all the benefits.â As she smiles, I stab the autosryinge into her hip and pull out a bone marrow sample. âHey! That hurt!â
I turn to the programmer and offer, âit hurts less if you donât expect it.â I place the sample into the tray and start the mod program once again, and feel a new era for clones beginning.
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It was a couple months before anyone discovered what was amiss. A few other clones (Sister and few others she had befriended) expressed interest, but none were ready to commit to the implant. A few tried (and failed) to use Form 306.768, but most were content to just be socially accepted as they were. Not from the aiwha-bait (they still called us men), but from our brothers.Â
It was early one morning when an unannounced inspection took place. These were annoying, but not usually a problem. Most clones seem to have an unshakeable need to be tidy. This time, they were looking for something specificâthe cell programmer. As soon as they found it in our terminal drawer, they hauled all four of us off for questioning. Separately. Iâd worried about this for some time now, but not that much. The only way they could punish us is what they would probably do anyway if I hadnât done this and instead fell apart as a soldier.
Iâm not sure how long they tried the separate questioning, but it was probably hours. They alternated between questioning me about my sex, and weird unrelated questions about brain research. I refused to give them any straight answers. Then Spice was brought into the room with me. âDonât worry Jack, I didnât tell them anything,â she said with a smile. I doubt even the most advanced interrogator droids couldâve gotten anything out of her.Â
Then someone new entered. One of our mercenary instructors, Mirta Rau, a Mandalorian Protector, apparently an old friend of our distant father. As she sat down, she took off her helmet and we got an up-close look at her piercing blue eyes. âDonât worry, youâre not in any serious trouble. Most of this is pure bluster on your creatorsâ part.â She somehow reclined in the extremely rigid chair. âJust tell us the truth, and the worst youâll get is extra programs for punishment.â She winked, âmaybe even more training with me.â
It was a tempting proposition. The slicer ethic was, after all, that all information should be free. Why was I trying to even hide my slices from them? Then I remembered they consider us property that can be disposed of at any time. I turn to Spice and whisper, âdo you think sheâs telling the truth?â
She thought for a second then whispered back, âsheâs never lied to us before. Iâm pretty sure deception like this is against the Mandalorian creed or something.â
Mirta, apparently hearing us, leaned in. âIâve seen your scores and your skills. If they do kick you out or try to dispose of you, Iâll make sure you two have a place on Concord Dawn. Being punished for living as yourself is downright heresy in our culture.â
It was enough assurance that I laid it out for her. The 306.768 rejections, how I was never planning on selling the programmer and only wanted to use it to help my sisters, and how Spice and I have been using the mod for months and our scores have only gone up. I just hoped it was enough.
âWow.â Mirta Rau was stunned. âI canât believe thatâs what theyâve been mistreating you for.â She paused for a moment. âThank you for your honesty, Jack. Iâll make sure you two are treated well.â She got up, donned her helmet, and left.Â
The two of us had to wait another hour or two before we learned of our fates.
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7952.307.1, 1313 hours: Instructor Mirta Rau questions the cadets. RC-3119 explainshisher actions. 7952.307.1, 1342 hours: Instructor Mirta Rau advocates for RC-3119 and RC-3120 at the Disciplinary Committee meeting. 7952.307.1, 1604 hours: Disciplinary Committee submits recommendation to âtemporarily restrict privileges, confiscate stolen equipment, and increase program loadâ to Director of Clone Training Ko Sai. 7952.307.1, 1705 hours: Director Ko Sai officially releases RC-3119 and RC-3120 7952.307.1, 1730 hours: Junior Researcher Elo Panil submits a recommendation for âfrequent blood testsâ to Director Ko Sai 7952.433.4, 0931 hours: Blood tests of RC-3119 and RC-3120 continue to be within normal range for human girls at their biological age. 7952.725.4, 0829 hours: Blood tests of RC-3119 and RC-3120 continue to be within normal range for human girls at their biological age. This incident is considered officially closed.
Next Steps: Continue to Monitor RC-3119 and RC-3120 for future medical issues and further conduct unbecoming of a soldier. Occasional questioning about research is permitted.
Addendum #597-01: Further questioning may lead to RC-3119 to discover the true nature of the Clone Inhibitor Chip, and should be discontinued. He She does not seem to be aware of our classified research (Added 7953.22.3)
Addendum #597-02: In accordance with Clone Gender Directive 1, RC-3119âs pronouns have been corrected. The medical implant she created should be used as template for other, similar clones. Contact Nala Se for further information. (Added 7954.12.3)
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Notes: I have detailed character profiles and armor designs for all 4 members of Eddy Squad. Iâll post them here at some point. The squad name comes from eddies in water currents/fluid dynamics. Also, while I have read Queenâs Hope (which introduced Sister), Iâve not yet read Brotherhood, so I donât know her exact division. Iâm just assuming the 302nd Battalion (which she is part of) and Rancor Battalion (which is led by Colt) are other battalions of the 7th Sky Corps (along with the famous 212th), which is why Obi-Wan is Sisterâs General. Mirta Rau is an OC, sheâs Fenn Rauâs sister and a fellow Protector.
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by FalconEcosse
A galaxy divided! Striking swiftly after the battle of Geonosis, the Jedi are spread thin, commanding their clone legions across the galaxy. With Padawans entering the battle at the head of armies created purely for this war, faith in the Jedi order & the Republic as a whole is tested. With darkness settling across the galaxy, the family around them is the only thing some Jedi can trust.
Will two Jedi Padawans & a Mandalorian be able to weather the coming storm to see the other side of this conflict?
Words: 2453, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: F/F
Characters: Original Jedi Character(s) (Star Wars), Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars), Aayla Secura, Ahsoka Tano, Barriss Offee, Original Mandalorian Characters (Star Wars), Original Trans Character(s)
Relationships: Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s), Aayla Secura & Original Character(s), Ahsoka Tano & Original Character(s), Barriss Offee/Ahsoka Tano, CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura
Additional Tags: Jedi as Found Family (Star Wars), Clone Troopers and Jedi as Found Family (Star Wars), Jedi Culture & Customs (Star Wars), The Force is Sentient (Star Wars), The Force Is Weird (Star Wars), Twi'lek Culture & Customs (Star Wars), Tatooine Slave Culture & Customs (Star Wars), Togruta Culture & Traditions (Star Wars), Mandalorian Culture & Customs (Star Wars), Clone Troopers Deserve Better (Star Wars), Clone Troopers Speak Mando'a (Star Wars), Trans Clone Troopers (Star Wars), Protective Clone Troopers (Star Wars)
#FalconEcosse#Aayla Secura#Ahsoka Tano#barriss offee#Original Mandalorian character#original female character#original trans character#trans clone trooper#Rated: T#word count: 2k - 5k#ao3feed
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Captain Kiss of the 343rd
Blorbo of my own creation. Whom i love and adore. Who didnât survive the war to let her assigned gender get in the way
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 AKA, Kisses (Duo), Capin' (The twins), Smooch (DT). The name Kiss comes from the kiss curls that frame her face. She styles these baby hairs, and paints curls on her bucket to match, along with teeth on her armour to resemble her beloved pet and service Massiff, Mooch. Captain of the 343 company on Naboo in the Lake Country. Not to be confused with the sprawling fields and grand estates. This troop guard an outpost a few clicks from Auroa, a ranching village, as a look out for oncoming ground/swamp infiltration attempts. If the senators living it up in the Lake Country or the capital of Theed are under any threat, they'll know about it first, so its mostly surveillance and scouting work.
Kiss was originally designed to be a CC unit, but as a cadet crying too much saw her reconditioned and transplanted into a CT batch that had just lost a cadet in training. Crying is still difficult if not impossible for Kiss, who comes off as tough and aloof but feels things deeply. Kiss was deployed as heavy infantry to Geonosis in the first clone trooper assault, and took over as Captain of the company she was in when their Captain died. The role would remain hers for a time until she was struck down by a mortar shell that almost took her jaw. The wound would be cosmetic but the implant to replace the structure of her cheek and the horror of being unable to breathe or speak for so long would have lasting effects. But she's a good soldier, and despite the few and far between episodes, she is exemplary, but the danger of her doing so during battle is too much of an unknown that she is inevitably shipped to Naboo to aid the Naboo Royal Guard in protecting the mid-rim edge planet. A somewhat menial task for a would be perfect soldier. But it wouldn't be all bad. Mooch would be assigned to her as a pup.
Mooch was too docile to be an attack massiff but showed talent in being a service dog. When they met, the pup was able to detect an oncoming attack in Kiss and pawed at her until she complied with her demands.
Kiss would join two other clones in being the first clones to request transition. And seeing as her involvement in the war was considered to have little impact, two years in, she was approved. With her identity known to higher ranking clones. She would aid in the transfer and protection of other "Obsolete" or "faulty" clones. Some would stay with her and name themselves the 343 company in her honour.
Bonus: Nabooen locals worship a goddess called Hemeela. A goddess of bounty and beauty, known to take many forms but to be a brave fighter and mother.Â
Upon discovering this deity, Kiss made her identity known to her vode and now lives as a woman adopting markings that match scars Hemeela received in her battle against the all-consuming Jutorus.Â
She is in a constant debate with Duo about the nature of her weight. Hormones are new to her and have changed the distribution of fat much to her delight but to Duo's despair as they state "A fat ass isn't regulation." Much to Kissâs despair.Â
#even tho she exiss in my head in an au where fives nuked palpachino#m art#clone wars#star wars clone wars#clone trooper oc#clone trooper captain kiss#captain kiss & company#my adhd haTes how long this looks#this was bulllet points tumblr procreaste yyy r u like this#trans#trans clone trooper
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I made a clone trooper girl. Yes she is trans. Yes she does bite. And she kisses women. Still donât have a name for her.
#star wars#star wars fanart#star wars oc#clone trooper#clone trooper oc#trans clone trooper#rosemaryâs ocs (tm)#rosemaryâs drawings (tm)#plucked from the garden (tm)
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Some clone trooper ocs/names I've been thinking about lately - feel free to use them!
Haywire (501st or Commando)
Tax (212th Medic, or another battalion) (from Taxidermy)
Rain (Rancor battalion)
Bramble (Corrie guard)
Hijinx (fits in with Hevy, Hardcase, and Wrecker)
Headstone - just a bamf
Bow
Indigo/Indi (transfem clone)
Zeroes (nonbinary clone)
Synth (Synthesis - rather than named after destruction like many Clones)
Cane / Canine / Kane / K-9 (I like to think of this guy being with Alpha a lot and somehow more bamf but he has a soft spot for A-17. Maybe the origin of Coruscant's K9 unit. idk I'm just spitballing headcanons atp)
Harpy (transfem arc trooper <3333)
#gonna reblog with more later bc im always thinking of random clone names#star wars#the clone wars#clone troopers#clone oc#clone names#clone culture#sw tcw#sw fandom#star wars fandom#clone headcanons#star wars thoughts#sw meta#corrie guard#rancor#trans clone trooper#501st battalion#212th attack battalion#massiff troopers#the clones wars#clone commando#arc troopers#also love the idea of alpha and canine
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Me when I see tt comment section on trans clone trooper video
(The original pic creator is @/starwarsawakened)
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