cloning people

RT Fan Gothic
  • A man sneezes while five other men are talking over him. You know exactly which one sneezed. 
  • Your brain is now unsure if someone has actually said this or if you can hear their voice in your head.
  • There is a cult for an editor. We are all members of said cult. We all bring our hands together above our heads. We worship this editor. PE/\KE. SPE/\K. P E /\ K E S P E /\ K
  • There is an infinite number of Adams. 
  • You click on a video that is 10 minutes long. You black out and come to hours later, watching a different, but similar video.
  • You are called a shizno and you feel insulted. You do not know what this word means, but you are insulted.
  • All your money is disappearing. You don’t know where it’s going, nor do you remember spending it, but merchandise keeps showing up on your doorstep. You have so much merchandise. Your room is covered with so many posters that they cover the windows. No way in. No way out. You only wear merchandise now. 
  • One man is constantly constantly shirtless and this is not questioned.
  • You wanted to watch a silly show about soldiers in a canyon. You didn’t know what you were signing up for. It wasn’t this. Anything but this. 
  • There are two pairs of Joel and Adams and no one ever knows which one a person is referring to.
  • There are screencaps of tweets on tumblr before the staff has even tweeted it.
  • Another hypothetical situation has been discussed. They must have hundreds of millions of dollars at this point.
  • A man is impregnated with an alien child, but this is fine. This is perfectly normal. This child grows up and plays on the basketball team. This is perfectly normal.
  • You feel the strange compulsion to add “as dicks” to everything you say.
  • There have been terrible, terrible things done For The Kids.
  • For some reason the dynamite is kind.
  • Certain state names make you cry.
  • One man is simultaneously the dumbest and smartest person alive. You do not question this.
  • A different man is at once a murderous dark god, a loving husband, and a gigantic nerd. This, too, is never questioned.
  • There are four of the exact same person. Not cloned, however. The clones are a different story we must never speak of.
  • Everything is also a gun.
  • You must pick a team in the great battle of red versus blue. Friendships have been ruined over picking the wrong team. There is no remaining neutral. 
  • No one thinks twice about giving a child access to weapon gun hybrids, nor do they reconsider letting them fight the monsters of the world. Clearly, a man has made many, many mistakes.
  • You do not know who this drunk man declaring that he is the cheese master is, but you accept his mastery of cheese.
  • We wonder why we’re here. We see it as one of life’s greatest mysteries.
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I love this ridiculous, trashy, rowdy, obscene bar.

Bonus (Kix-drank-too-much edition):

  • Anakin: How did Obi-Wan know where to find you?
  • Ahsoka: I don’t know, you were the only person who knew where we were.
  • Anakin: I didn't tell him.
  • Ahsoka: Oh, maybe something you said gave it away.
  • Anakin: I didn't say anything.
  • Ahsoka: You know, Master, you couldn’t keep a secret if your life depended on it!
  • Anakin: You'd be surprised.
  • Ahsoka: What's that supposed to mean?
  • Anakin: ...Nothing.

HAPPY STAR WARS DAY! :D 

I took the occasion as an excuse to whip up some Ahsoka Tano fanart. I LOVE this character! She was fantastic in the Rebels season two finale. (If you like Star Wars and cartoons, please check out Rebels. It’s really good and deserves more love.)

anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you would be willing to do a dark AU where the clones are really, probably unhealthily, possessive. Preferably one where the find the chips and order 66. Heck, maybe that's what triggers the whole kit and caboodle; the clones find out they're supposed to kill their Jedi and just nope the heck out and decide no one's going to harm their Jedi, or make them do it, either. Regardless of the methods they have to use. Thanks!

Lowering his cup slowly, Wolffe stared at Rex. “What do you kriffing mean that we’re suppose to kill them?” He growled out.

The captain growled back and shook the chip at the others. “That’s what this is going to make us do. That’s what Fives said and what Tup figured out. These things.” He shook the jar lightly. “Are wired up to wipe us of our loyalty to our Jedi and make us consider them traitors…and then we kill them.”

Cody touched his own head, staring at the glass jar. “We ALL have them?”

“Not all of the early generation but who’s left of them?” Rex looked around. “Four or five out of what? We are a whole army, a whole army against the Jedi? The old? The young? The disabled of them? What about the cores?”

Several vods paled until they looked like ghosts.

They could already imagine what would happen.

“And our Generals? Who trust us with their lives? Who shows us their backs? Stars light, Kenobi even lets Cody carry his lightsaber.”

Cody gave a full body spasm.

“How many blaster bolts can a Jedi dodge even with a saber?” Rex continued, driving in each point. He then looked to Wolffe. “What about General Koon in his ship with the Wolf pack behind him? He doesn’t stand a chance.”

Wolffe crushed the cup in his hand, water pouring over his glove as he stared at his vod.

“…Then what do we do?” Someone questioned.

“We do what we were made to do. We go to war and we serve and protect our generals.” Rex leaned in.

()()()

Rubbing a hand over his face, Obi-Wan slowly set his cup aside. “Force…I feel exhausted.” He sighed, wondering where the sudden tiredness came from.

“Perhaps a small rest or meditation then sir?” Cody asked. “We’d inform you if our situation changes of course.” He added when he saw the Jedi open his mouth to protest.

That got a small pause then Obi-Wan nodded. “Yes, that does sound good. Inform me if anything changes Cody.”

“Of course General.” Both Cody and the comm personnel watched the Jedi go, Cody slowly counting to twenty in his head as everyone else milled about as normal.

And then he turned to the comms. “Longshot?”

The clone smirked. “Come in Echo team, what’s your position?”

“Still hunting, the bitch is running. The General?”

“Currently sleeping, you have half an hour before he works the drugs out of his systems.”

“Copy that sir.”

Cody switched channels. “Commander Pond? How goes?”

“Droid bait is wearing down. He’ll burn soon.” Came the icy cold voice of Pond in return and Cody couldn’t help a vicious grin.

“Good. Any news from Captain Rex?”

“He has a dot on the Sith Master he says. Refuses to tell us who but he has him.”

Cody nodded that, taking a deep breath. From what Rex had hinted at it was something high up in the Senate and therefor anyone still chipped would not be told. Beside, what they didn’t know they couldn’t reveal.

“And Commander Bly?”

“Still tracking the Count. He says his General is getting suspicious though.”

Aayla Secura was one smart cookie and that could be a problem. “Does Bly have any plans of action.”

“Tranq. Its his only plan.” Pond suddenly went quiet for a few moments. “Kark, General Windu is waking up.” He hissed. “Razor, tranq him, now.”

‘We’re doing this for a reason, its for their sake.’ Cody reminds himself, fiddling with the tranq in his own utility belt. He hopes it won’t come to that point, he’d rather not have to drug his Jedi twice in one day.

It felt like forever until the comms suddenly crackled again.

“Echo squad reporting in. The bitch is down.” There was a blaster impact. “And dead.”

One Sith down, three left.

“Pond reporting in. Droid bait lit up like a bonfire.”

Two.

Cody had to leave the tent to distract his General when the third report came in.

“Count is cornered and scared. He’s surrendering to our General.” That was not part of the plan but obviously Bly couldn’t get around her. Well perhaps the information the count would give the Order would help.

And then Rex reported in. “And then there were none.” His voice sounded viciously satisfied.

Cody would have asked what Rex had done when the holo display suddenly light up, General Skywalker looking pale and shaken as he demanded to see Obi-Wan.

“Obi-Wan! The Chancellor is dead! A sniper!”

Cody exchanged a look, startled look with Longshot.

‘And then there were none.’

If the clones played instruments…

Rex:
Cello. After a long, hard day, he likes nothing better than to take out his cello and let the deep, sweet reverberations of the music wash over him.

Fives:
Electric guitar all the way. He can shred that thing like you wouldn’t believe, and he knows he looks cool doing it.

Echo:
Classical violin. He likes the discipline required to play it well, and goodness can he play it well.

Kix:
Loves jazz and is a phenomenal pianist, specializing in jazz, swing, and ragtime.

Jesse:
Great at singing, and usually croons along to Kix’s jazz piano. His voice also lends itself well to opera and classic Broadway.

Hardcase:
Percussion. Anything he can bang on. The louder and weirder the better. Things that aren’t normally percussion instruments turn into percussion instruments around him.

Tup:
Ukulele. It’s both whimsical and soothing, and it helps him relax. He’s got a sweet, folksy voice too.

Dogma:
Can pretty much do everything. Excellent at guitar and piano, decent with percussion, and has a powerful voice. Not that anyone knows this.

Cody:
Double duty with saxophone and trumpet. He knows he’s a charmer when he plays the saxophone, and the command and ostentation of the trumpet is something he can’t resist. Either way, he comes out looking suave.

Waxer:
Oboe. Its almost comical yet hauntingly beautiful tone appeals to him. And he can’t resist making it quack like a duck just to annoy Boil.

Boil:
Trombone. He loves how commanding it sounds, while at the same time having a softer side. And being completely obnoxious. He is the one in that video playing the trombone, and Hardcase is banging the oven door.

Wolffe:
French horn. The discipline required to master it keeps him focused, and the deeply resonant tone calms him.

Bly:
Mallet percussion, like xylophone, marimba, and glockenspiel. Tapping away with the mallets helps him relieve stress, and he likes that no matter how hard he whacks it, it will still make a pleasant sound.

Keeli:
Clarinet. Both classical and jazz styles. He and Kix have regular jam sessions. People joke that their haircuts made them friends, but it was always the music.

Ponds:
Flute. Especially various forms of wooden flute. They have a spiritual quality that he enjoys, and he likes being taught how to play whatever native flute the inhabitants have on whatever planet he happens to be stationed on.

“i hated the prequels! the dialogue was so cheesy”
watch the clone wars

“and there are SO many plot holes in the prequels”
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“anakin was the worst! bad lines, bad acting, whiny, annoying af!!”
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“and like Padme’s scenes were like all cut out! I’m so mad the prequels don’t go over the women more!”
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“we barely went over both the clone and war part of the clone wars”
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“i want more darth maul, count dooku, and general grievous! they seem so cool but died too shortly!”
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“why are they all human? its a galaxy, why not focus more on other species?”
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“overall the prequels were just executed so poorly”
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watch the clone wars honestly you gotta trust me

Someone get these two over-worked idiots to a bunk.

This is one of the pics I’ve been working on forever and I’ve just kept on making it worse so I’ve decided to give up on it and post it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

Also, do you know how very few chairs there are on Star Wars star ships?!? I DO! I spent hours looking at ship interior designs for reference and NOTHING except for cockpits. Where the fuck does everyone sit?!?

anonymous asked:

Hey would you mind recommending ur fav cophine fics?

You mean other than my own? Hahaha.

Oof.  You probably don’t know this, but I have always hated being asked for “favourite” anything.  I always feel these things are dependent on context, mood, memory (and my memory is notoriously poor)… all that jive.  It’s why I never make “Top 10” lists.  I realize I’ll have to weed out things I love for other things I love, leaving me a dull garden in the end.  

So I can’t always remember good stories, what they were called or where I found them. I feel like novelconcepts had a lot more fics than I can find, and other writers have purposefully withdrawn their fics. However—O, Happy Day!—The Never Home Girl by thecirclesquare, one of my all time faves (despite us coincidentally both writing WWII cophine fics at the same time and subsequently making me feel inadequate,) has just been reposted after the author finished reworking it as an original piece!

Of course, I recommend almost everything by OBFrankenfics, but especially Going Up, which I wish on a star will someday be finished. I’d really like to see Kindred Spirits finished, too.  It’s just one chapter to go, people!

So, here, in no sensical order, is a random selection that came to mind and I could find (I may find more later.)  You should know that I’m a big Cophine slut, so this is almost all Cophine-centric.  (Edit: I misread this as fave OB fics, so a few of these are NOT Cophine.) Also, Warning: I tend to like my fics long, which is fine, except that a lot of these fics are also unfinished—some still regularly in progress, some long dormant.  It kind of makes me feel better about the few I still haven’t finished, and kind of makes me want to suggest a mob of torch-wielding readers (okay, fake, battery-powered torches) show up at the authors’ doors to urge them to carry on. Then again, it’s not like fan fic writers get fame or fortune for their work. So, proceed at risk of your own frustration, or find shorter pieces by the same writers, mayhap, but either way, please share a little thanks for what you enjoy.  

Thank you for asking this question, because it gave me an opportunity to poke around and find some fics I hadn’t seen in a long time, make a nod to some newer ones that tickled my fancy, and remember some good reads that pulled me into the fandom, which I hope will continue despite the show’s end.