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Clone Force 37 Is Looking Great!!
Clone Force 37 is looking great!!
Updated Lucky Batch!
@letsunity = CT-2002, Pepper, the “Medic” of Clone Force 37. He got his name after eating pepper spray that one time. He LOVES stickers.
@maygaladon = CT-1313, Jackal, the ‘special’ specialist and Pilot. He’s knowledgably in very specific things and crashes more often than General Anakin Skywalker.
@foxlock= CT-3425, “Foxy”, the over-enthusiastic sharpshooter of the team. Likes to make people laugh with his antics, but has been known to be the moody one of the bunch. Quiet around new people. Sarcastic. May have “accidentally” shot at General Skywalker after someone had dared him to. Also, Foxy is a hopeless romantic. Be prepared for elbow nudges and eyebrow wiggling.
@radbatch = CT-5050, Ballast, the Mechanic. He’s a blast, mostly because half of his inventions explode.
@monako-jinn-stories = CT-0017, Ryder, he’s the weapons specialist. He provides the best weapons and teaches his batchmates how to use them. He got his name because he refuses to walk anywhere. He’s always riding something, whether it’s a speeder or a walker, he’s never using his own two legs.
@oo-hazel-oo = CT-0000, Hazel, the moral support/unlicensed therapist. Provides emotionally assistance, shooting a thumbs up every now and again.
@lusiawonder = CT- 8201, Boots, who does his very best and is the sharpshooter.
@longearedowlfromouterspace = CT0123, Jack, the jack of all trades who tries his darn hardest and ‘accidentally’ makes things go on fire.
@lynnpaper = CT- 2531, Captain Raffle, the only braincell left in the batch,
@just-another-freaking-dreamer = Jedi Knight, Master Mirkenna Whiro, the Jedi who can’t Jedi so bad that they got Clone Force 37, the batch that won’t die.
Goose the Homicidal Droid.
Our colour is turquoise, the emblem is a three leaved clover. We were too incompetent to make it right,
We are going to smother Tumblr XD
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ok, im not taking any chances.
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
WHY? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?
37th Battalion (The Lucky Batch)
A little SAD “what if” scenario because my heart craves angst and I’m so sorry @lynnpaper you know i love you.
Don’t
“Don’t you dare die on me, Captain,” she said angrily, nose scrunched and eyes wet and desperate as she held him over her lap. Her hand was pressed against the wound on his stomach, trying to stop the bleeding; but blood, like every goddamn second, slipped between her fingers swiftly, unstoppable.
The clone’s quiet chuckle at her tone turned into a series of coughs, and his body shook in retaliation as he hacked up air and red liquid. Kehnla shushed him, urging him to save his stupid strength, and turned towards the nearest trooper.
“Where’s the medic?” Her voice was strained and tight as she looked at Foxy, her eyes deadly serious as they met his own.
His face was grave and dark, hand clenched on his blaster as he studied his brother’s fatal injury. “Pepper’s on his way, General, but there’s a lot of them in the way.”
She pressed her lips and watched Raffle's complexion grow paler and paler, his Force signature fading. "Hold on just a little longer, Raf, help is almost here.”
The Captain managed a pained smirk, and placed a hand on her own as she tried to keep him from bleeding out, giving her a reassuring squeeze. “It’s been an honor, General.”
“Don’t you say that,” she snapped, and oh how she wished she’d paid more attention to the healer's lesson back in the temple; how she wished that she could somehow make herself develop the Force healing skills that she’d never had the knack for.
The Jedi secretly lamented that Brisk wasn’t there, yet at the same time was so incredibly grateful her other Padawan was safe back with the rest of the battalion, away from the chaos and mayhem and pain they were trapped in. Raffle’s eyelids fluttered as exhaustion started to settle heavily on his muscles, and his vision slowly started to muddle at the edges with blurs of black.
"You can't die, Captain. That's an order," her voice was hard, imperative, and it was such an unusual thing to hear the humour and confidence vanish from her tone that the clone couldn't help but chuckle again, despite his lung's stinging protests.
He closed his eyes, half a smirk on his lips, and the stinging in his chest flared angrier. "Serious isn't a good look on you."
"Shut up and save your strength, di'kut."
His breathing had become slower, shallower, and the hand he had placed over hers reassuringly slackened and fell on the floor with a gentle tap. A soft breath left his lips, lost in the mess of emotions tangled in the air.
"Hey, hey, come on." She clenched her teeth, her throat tight and chest heavy as she held the trooper close. Her eyes stung and she saw Luna cover her mouth to stifle a sob, Rane's steadying hand on her shoulder as his lips pressed on a tight line.
No.
"I'm pulling rank here, Captain." The togruta's voice trembled as she shook his body gently, praying to every star in the galaxy that he'd open his eyes, but she knew. "Wake up, you stubborn trooper. Come on."
He was so impossibly quiet, and the beating of her heart suddenly became the only thing she could hear as she looked at his face, his signature slowly slipping from her grasp like mere wisps of smoke.
Wake up.
@lavenderstaars @mango-peachjuice @namesmox @lusiawonder @monako-jinn-stories @foxlock @cosmicghostie @oo-hazel-oo @generaltano @radbatch @letsunity @longearedowlfromouterspace @maygalodon
Clone Force 37 armor concept
I know this is a little bit messy but here it is:
So fellow lucky batch members, is this our new armour? (I added polka dots to the gauntlets, but i’d think each of them has a pattern they’d paint on their gauntlets-The dots also give a cute little touch to their gear)
@letsunity @radbatch @oo-hazel-oo @maygaladon @just-another-freaking-dreamer
@letsunity i just want to say you are a GENIUS, i love this idea so so much
I'd like to introduce you all to my member of the Lucky Batch:
@longearedowlsfromouterspace= CT-0123, Jack, the jack of all trades. He insists he’s the muscles after knocking out Ballast with an accidental blow to the head after the explosive he made actually worked. He also occasionally introduces himself as the sniper as he once shot a droid dead in the eye ( from a metre away). But his teammates believe him a valuable asset to the team because maybe he can't do everything with extreme accuracy but goddammit, he does his best! He can also make excellent baked goods ( which totally isn't the reason the others keep him around)
Introducing the Lucky Batch, the worst soldiers in the Republic Army
@letsunity = CT-2002, Pepper, the “Medic” of Clone Force 37. He got his name after eating pepper spray that one time.
@maygaladon = CT-1313, Jackal, the ‘special’ specialist and Pilot. He’s knowledgably in very specific things and crashes more often than General Anakin Skywalker.
@radbatch = CT-5050, Ballast, the Mechanic. He’s a blast, mostly because half of his inventions explode.
@oo-hazel-oo = CT-0000, Hazel, the moral support/unlicensed therapist. Provides emotionally assistance, shooting a thumbs up every now and again.
What’re your Lucky Batch numbers, names and specialties lol? There should be a whole fic about our dumbass antics
@mango-peachjuice @lavenderstaars @lusiawonder @foxlock @just-another-freaking-dreamer @generaltano @longearedowlfromouterspace @monako-jinn-stories @striker-reckoning @maddpotatoxd
fun challenge: close your eyes and imagine the batch saying the lines
Maybe you are talented.
But you'll never reach him.