sorry rex

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.”


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.’

anonymous asked:

Companions reaction to finding and genuinely thinking the courier is Fucking Dead after an explosion (followed by the courier snapping awake going THAT WAS GREAT LETS DO IT AGAIN)

Arcade: His back was turned, shooting at some powder gangers. A loud bang went off behind Arcade, and a momentary panic took over him. He looked all around for the Courier, but he couldn’t see them, so they must have been at the very epicenter of the explosion. He didn’t even wait for the dust to settle before he took off running in their direction. He knew the likelihood of them surviving an explosion like that was slim, but if they were alive they needed medical attention asap. While running, he fell to his knees and slid up to where the Courier was lying; his pants ripped. He checked for their pulse, and it was as strong as it always is. He turned them over to look for any wounds but there didn’t seem to be any. At that point, the Courier opened their eyes and smiled at him. They could literally see the expressions on his face turn from surprised, to relieved, to furious. He got up and turned away from them, “I can’t believe- … I can’t believe it.” So many emotions were going through Arcade, and suddenly all of them caught up to him. Tears were welling in his eyes and he didn’t want the Courier to see. 

Boone: Boone more often than not, kept his distance during a fight; he had the advantage with long range weapons. He was keeping raiders off of the Courier, then he saw one had thrown a grenade in their direction. He tried to shoot it in the air, and he missed. He never misses. He immediately dropped his gun on the ground and started sprinting in their direction. All the while, saying under his breath, “no no no no no, I’ve lost too many people. I can’t lose you too.” He took care of whatever remaining raiders there were, and immediately went to the Courier’s aid. He shook them gently, hoping for a reaction. Their eyes shot open and they gave him a loud, “WHEW.” They couldn’t see his eyes because dust had covered his shades, so they weren’t entirely sure of his expression. Because he was holding them, the Courier could physically feel his muscles relax. He dropped them and stood up. After a long pause, he just said, “would you please be more aware of your surroundings..”

Ed-E: Have you ever seen that video of that guy who pretended to faint to see what his dog would do? Ed-E was like that dog. 

Lily: Humans died all the time, it was just a thing that happened. Lily never really seemed to care all that much. Once she thought the Courier had died in an explosion, it hit her like no other death had. She didn’t rush to them or anything, she just kind of stood there and looked. The feelings that she was getting, felt new but at the same time familiar to her; likely from before she became a nightkin, but at the time she didn’t realize that. Eventually the Courier got up, and she completely forgot the feeling altogether. 

Raul: “BOSS!” Was, what Raul thought, would be the last thing the Courier heard before dying in an explosion. He quickly ran to the Courier, standing above them with a look of remorse on his face. He wasn’t sure what to do or say or, anything. Seeing them laying there, he was scared if he tried to get them to get up, they wouldn’t. He stood above them for so long that the Courier eventually sat up and looked at him. “What a rush, huh?” Raul, taking a moment to comprehend what just happened. Sighed heavily, sat on the ground next to them, and looked up into the sky. “One of these days boss, you’re gonna kill me of shock if you keep doing that..” 

Rex: Rex didn’t even realize what had happened to the Courier for awhile. Once he saw that they had been lying the ground, motionless, he just went up to them and licked their face until they got up. 

Cass: Cass saw a dynamite stick land next to the Courier, but it went off before she could warn them. Immediately, she stopped all movement. To Cass, it felt like someone had just punched her in the stomach, she fell to her knees, not able to make a sound. Before she knew it tears were streaming down her cheeks. She still couldn’t utter any words, the only sounds that came from her were deep breaths. Theeen the dust cleared. The Courier was on the ground, covered in dust. Slowly, they got up, Cass just started at them with tears still running down her face. They walked up to her, and a big grin spread across their face. Cass immediately shot up and hit them, “don’t you EVER FUCKING SCARE ME LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN.” She was clearly mad, but still had a look of relief on her face. She wiped her tears, and pretended like her crying never even happened. 

Veronica: As soon as Veronica glanced at the Courier, a huge explosion, accompanied by a cloud of smoke arose right where they were standing. A whole slew of curse words escaped her mouth. She was hesitant to run to them, all of the thoughts of what she might find scared her. Eventually the dust settled, and somehow the Courier was just, standing there, seemingly unscathed. Veronica rubbed her eyes, thinking maybe she passed out from shock and was dreaming. The Courier slowly walked over to her, and said, “WHOA that was pretty wild.” Veronica was so shocked it took her a second to process what was going on. “PRETTY WILD? ARE YOU KIDDING ME I THOUGHT YOU DIED YOU IDIOT.” She eventually laughed about it along with the Courier. 

I was looking through my blog from years ago to reblog old text posts of mine because ya know, I love my dumbass jokes, but instead I saw post after post about how sad and lonely I was. I was having a hard time finding a job in my field and would spend nights sobbing wondering how I’d pay my rent. I was in a toxic relationship with a man I loved who didn’t love me back, but constantly gave me just enough to think he’d turn around one day. It was a very low point in my life and I remember that feeling of helplessness that was always threatening to crush me. I remember all the nights spent wondering why I wasn’t good enough to be hired, why I was hard to love.

It’s a few years later now, and I’m in bed next to a different man. He’s asleep and snoring a little bit. Sometimes if I brush my foot against his he jerks it away because he has impossibly ticklish feet, and even in sleep he feels it and hates it. Sometimes his hand will search beneath the covers and give my thigh a sleepy pat pat, because he’s glad I’m still beside him. And I know in the morning he will wake up hours before me as he always does and when I finally wake up he will greet me with an enthusiastic good morning kiss and maybe get back in bed to cuddle me briefly. This is the man who loves me. This is the man who proved to me that I am not hard to love, and that with him it comes effortlessly. In two years he has never hurt me once, and constantly reminds me how much he cares about me. My heart has felt nothing but full for him since the very first day I became aware of his feelings for me. We live in our own house together and have a little cat named Ellie that we spoil to death, who loves to sleep above his head. I also have a job in the field I studied and have been promoted twice, and I am being trained for a potential third. I live on a very modest income but the bills get paid. We have groceries and the things we need and every now and then I treat myself to something silly and I don’t feel bad about it.

The thing I’m trying to say is, I’m endlessly grateful for how much better things are. I needed to read these old posts of mine as a reminder of how hard I’ve worked to get to where I am and how lucky I am to have someone as sweet and nurturing as Kai as a partner. I know that some days you think the hopelessness will eat you alive but I promise that one day you’ll look up and realize your old demons no longer haunt you. You just have to keep moving forward.


the first Generator Rex Art Telephone game is done, featuring: Rex taking a (totally authorized) vacation, everyone sending cute pictures, and of course, a cool gradient of art from the first picture to the last


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this was a wild ride, and thanks to all the participants for making this collaboration possible! check out everyone’s blogs for their own neato art and their own contribution 🐄


Boop I spent time coloring sketches what is the world coming to

Shaak Ti just found her way into the clone pages. And I realize I can draw over the Wolffe picture and make him Rebels!Wolffe but that is probably an experiment for another day.