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selfrinsert · 3 months

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info dump about Ris Krennic? :3 /genuine

HIII okay so they’re (obvi) the kid of Orson Krennic from the movie R.ogue One (I’m reading the novelization rn and it’s giving me so much material WAHOO)!!

Their mother was a chagrian senator who sadly died in childbirth; Orson was quite a distant father, being more attached and dedicated to his career than family. As a result Ris spent a lot of their time with Orson’s friend and colleague Galen Erso’s daughter Jyn! The two were best friends until Galen and Lyra defected from the Empire, taking Jyn with them. Ris was only 6 or 7 at the time. They spent the rest of their childhood with various nannies and tutors.

The greatest thing Ris learned from their father was that people are valuable. Manipulation, flattery, adaptability, charisma, the ability to use others’ loyalty for your own gain, Ris inherited it all from Orson. They grew up rubbing shoulders with Imperial aristocrats, senators, generals and directors, etc, and became known as Krennic’s charming and clever- if a little irresponsible- child.

I’m waiting for the second season of A.ndor to come out to fully flesh out their arc, but I think they stumble into the Rebellion through Mon Mothma and Vel Sartha. Their involvement at first is just a superficial, childish way to revolt against their absent father, but once they leave Coruscant with Vel and see the damage the Empire is really doing to people, they wake up and develop a sense of selfless justice and a drive that they never quite had before, but now burns inside their heart like a flame. They slowly figure out that they’re more courageous, and a lot more kind, than they ever thought they could be.

#rambles #krennic #TYYYY <3 #they reunite with Jyn again when she’s taken to Yavin 4 and Ris is like OMG <3 #and Jyn’s like I don’t want anything to do with you or the rebellion #and Ris is like well. fuck you then #and it isn’t until after Jedha City is destroyed that they really begin to make up and process their fucked up childhoods together #also Ris is a force wielder because I can do whatever I want forever and I want them to have cool powers

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gffa · 4 months

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THE HIGH REPUBLIC CHECKLIST: If you want to consume these in order, I really like Youtini's High Republic Reading Order list for being extremely comprehensive and solidly updated for Phase III+ or the more middle-ground comprehensive High Republic guide from starwars.com or Wookieepedia generally does a good job putting things in individual release order. This post is just a checklist of what's available and not quite a reflection of read order. (Which I generally suggest following release order, not chronological order, given that you're often meant to know/not know certain things.) Possibly missing a short story here or there, but assume the novels are in read order for each given phase and that it's a useful list for remembering what you have/haven't read yet!

MAIN STORYLINE NOVELS - PHASE I:

The High Republic: Light of the Jedi

The High Republic: A Test of Courage

The High Republic: Into the Dark

The High Republic: The Rising Storm

The High Republic: Race To Crashpoint Tower

The High Republic: Out Of The Shadows

The High Republic: Mission to Disaster

The High Republic: The Fallen Star

The High Republic: Midnight Horizon

MAIN STORYLINE NOVELS - PHASE II:

The High Republic: Path of Deceit

The High Republic: Convergence

The High Republic: Quest for the Hidden City

The High Republic: Cataclysm

The High Republic: Quest for Planet X

The High Republic: Path of Vengeance

MAIN STORYLINE NOVELS - PHASE III:

The High Republic: The Eye of Darkness

The High Republic: Escape From Valo [UPCOMING]

The High Republic: Defy The Storm [UPCOMING]

The High Republic: Temptation of the Force [UPCOMING]

The High Republic: Beware the Nameless [UPCOMING]

The High Republic: Tears of the Nameless [UPCOMING]

The High Republic: Trials of the Jedi [UPCOMING]

The High Republic: A Valiant Vow [UPCOMING]

The High Republic: Into the Light [UPCOMING]

MAIN STORYLINE COMICS - PHASE I:

The High Republic (2021) - 15 issues

The High Republic Adventures (2021) - 13 issues

The High Republic: The Monster of Temple Peak - 4 issues

The High Republic: The Edge Of Balance - 2 manga volumes

The High Republic: Trail of Shadows - 5 issues

The High Republic: Eye of the Storm - 2 issues

MAIN STORYLINE COMICS - PHASE II:

The High Republic: The Blade - 4 issues

The High Republic (2022) - 10 issues

The High Republic Adventures (2021) - 8 issues

The High Republic: Edge of Balance: Precedent - 1 manga volume

The High Republic Adventures: The Nameless Terror - 4 issues

MAIN STORYLINE COMICS - PHASE III:

The High Republic: Shadows of Starlight - 4 issues

The High Republic (2023) - 2 issues [ONGOING]

The High Republic (2022) - 1 issue [ONGOING]

The High Republic Adventures – Saber for Hire 4 issues [UPCOMING]

MAIN STORYLINE AUDIODRAMAS - PHASE I:

The High Republic: Tempest Runner

MAIN STORYLINE AUDIODRAMAS - PHASE I:

The High Republic: The Battle of Jedha

ONESHOT COMIC ISSUES - PHASE I:

Star Wars Adventures (2020) #6 - "The Gaze Electric"

The High Republic Adventures: Free Comic Book Day 2021

The High Republic Adventures Annual 2021

The High Republic Adventures: Galactic Bake-Off Spectacular

Star Wars Adventures (2020) #14 - "A Very Nihil Interlude"

The High Republic Adventures: Free Comic Book Day 2023

ONESHOT COMIC ISSUES - PHASE II:

The High Republic Adventures: Quest of the Jedi

ONESHOT COMIC ISSUES - PHASE III:

The High Republic Adventures: Crash Landing [UPCOMING]

ANTHOLOGY NOVELS - PHASE I:

Star Wars: The High Republic: Starlight - Anthology of Insider short stories. [Includes "Go Together", "First Duty", "Hidden Danger", "Past Mistakes", and "Shadows Remain"]

ANTHOLOGY NOVELS - PHASE II:

Star Wars Insider: The High Republic: Tales of Enlightenment - Anthology of Insider short stories. [Includes "New Prospects", "A Different Perspective", "The Unusual Suspect", "No Such Thing as a Bad Customer", "Last Orders", "Missing Pieces", and author interviews.]

ANTHOLOGY NOVELS - ALL PHASES:

The High Republic: Tales of Light and Life [Includes "The Queen's Bloom", "A Closed Fist Has No Claws", "Shield of the Jedi", "The Lonely Traveler is Home", "After the Fall", "The Force Provides", "All Jedi Walk Their Own Path", "Light in the Darkness", "The Call of Coruscant", and "Rogue Element"]

#lumi.txt #star wars #the high republic

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ruusaanrambles · 3 months

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Star Wars is a dystopia, and why Lost Stars is my favorite Star Wars novel.

(Vague spoilers only) Really, I just love any Star Wars media that strongly represents the dystopia that Star Wars is. Lost Stars, Inferno Squadron, Aftermath, Fate of the Jedi, and Andor all spotlight various parts of this dystopian galaxy.

In lost stars the main characters, Ciena and Thane go from being children on a planet not yet part of the empire, to training as their planet begins to change, to being well oiled cogs in the imperial machine.

It shows very clearly the change a person must go through to be within the empire without breaking. How it starts with the compromises you make with yourself, justifying atrocities in the name of peace. Dehumanizing entire groups of people, with the help of the propaganda around you telling you the rebellion are vicious terrorists that must be destroyed at any cost.

From one angle lost stars is about a very special relationship two people have with each other even though the most turbulent of times but what I see is an incredibly well done description of the internal struggle of two imperial soldiers as the Empire grows and fights to crush the rebellion.

How can someone who is not entirely evil be complicit in the destruction of an entire planet. Of millions of innocent lives. Of cultures.

How do they become more biased, desensitized, and cold to the plight of other beings?

what comprises does it start with?

The time of the Empire was one where absolute control at any cost was valued. Alderaan was turned into rubble, to send a message to the rebellion. Jedha city, a place with incredible cultural significance, was leveled to kill the rebels, the terrorists as they were called by the empire. Mandalore was glassed. How do you justify that? Again, an armed populace, some of which joined the rebellion whom I reiterate were called terrorists in imperial propaganda.

There are so many more layers to the dystopia that Star Wars is but for now I leave you with this. For me, Star Wars as a dystopia is so captivating because it’s so familiar.

The dystopian elements of Star Wars are familiar to me.

#star wars #dystopia #lost stars #long post #alderaan #rebelion #jedha

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sesamestreep · 4 months

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number 50 for the rogue one crew!! knowing full well that i have a prompt of yours regarding that very crew wallowing away in my inbox .... humblest apologies

50. the hands of fate (from this list) a quick sequel to this. cross-posted to ao3 here happy more joy day 2024 🩵🤍💙

Baze spent a good twenty years of his life listening to Chirrut tell him that they couldn't leave Jedha, whenever the subject arose. Baze's arguments—that their fellow Guardians were gone, that their religion had been all but wiped out, that their holy city was overrun by the Empire, and that there was nothing left for them there—had never made much of an impression. Chirrut remained adamant that they needed to stay and when Baze asked him why, he only said the reason would become apparent in time. Baze, at least, had a lifetime of experience listening to Chirrut's vague proclamations to prevent him from getting too annoyed with this non-explanation. Being more in-tune with the machinations of the Force than Baze is, and being deeply beloved by him regardless, Chirrut can get away with such things.

He'd almost shouted at him on the ship as they narrowly escaped the destruction on Jedha. Had that been why they needed to remain? So they could watch their home, already stripped of its autonomy and its peace for so long, finally be annihilated before their very eyes? His eyes. Chirrut does not—cannot—watch. He hadn't been sure who, of the two of them, was the luckier in that moment. But they hadn't been alone then. They were surrounded by strangers and, while he wasn't above giving Chirrut a piece of his mind with an audience present, he hesitated to give these people on whom their lives now depended the impression they'd picked up two raving mad men in the desert. After that, everything else had happened too quickly for Baze to have the luxury of deep contemplation and the matter had been pushed aside in favor of following the captain, of helping Jyn, of keeping an eye on their pilot. Arguing with Chirrut would have to wait.

Baze is ashamed to say he doesn't put it together on Scarif, not even when they'd all nearly died. He doesn't put it together when they're back with the Rebellion, keeping vigil in the medbay as, one by one, their crew—Rogue One, Bodhi had called it—healed up and moved on. He doesn't put it together even as he watches with mild amusement as Jyn and Cassian grow closer and closer like two trees twisting around each other in the wild, becoming inseparable as he and Chirrut did long ago. He doesn't put it together when what he once thought of as a natural tremor disappears entirely from Bodhi's voice, replaced with a tone of gentle command, or when the frost melts entirely from Jyn's demeanor when she interacts with her partner's droid and he is so entirely shocked when that same droid delicately—delicately!—inquires about Jyn's bloodwork halfway through her pregnancy and listens sympathetically as she rants about the medical droids the Rebellion employs that he can be forgiven for not noticing it then either.

No, he only puts it together when he's sitting with Kitri in his lap and she wraps her whole fist around his pointer finger and refuses to let go. It's a random, seemingly insignificant moment for his heart to stop and the whole of his life to suddenly come into sharp and coherent focus, but he assumes no one really gets to choose these things or their timing for themselves.

Next to him, Chirrut makes an inquisitive noise, which probably means Baze stopped right in the middle of speaking.

"This is why we couldn't leave Jedha," Baze says, impressed that he's managing any words at all right now amidst what could most reasonably be called a life-changing revelation. "This is what we were waiting for, all that time. Them."

"Of course," Chirrut says, wiggling his fingers within capturing distance for the baby, much to her amusement, not seeming to understand or appreciate that Baze is going through something at the moment. "You mean to tell me you didn't know that?"

"You're telling me you did?"

"Not beforehand. I'm not psychic," Chirrut says, as if such a thing is entirely ludicrous to believe. As if that's not how it sometimes feels to Baze when Chirrut describes the way the Force moves around them all. "But the moment I spoke to Jyn, I knew. That's why we followed her and the captain! What did you think I was up to, if you didn't know until now?"

"I thought it was one of your strange whims, Chirrut."

"It's been years, you daft old man," Chirrut laughs.

"Yes, well..."

Chirrut shakes his head, amused. "You really will follow me anywhere, won't you?"

"Yes," Baze says, only vaguely embarrassed by the admission. "Don't act surprised."

Kit makes a noise of objection from her spot in his lap, the smallest foreshadow of an all-out cry, probably because she hasn’t successfully captured Chirrut’s hand with her own yet in this simple but frustrating game he’s initiated. Across the room, Baze sees Cassian, who has dark circles under his eyes again after many years of looking healthier and better rested (though these ones have appeared under happier circumstances), start to rise from his seat, ever watchful over his daughter’s moods and needs. Before he can get far, Baze sees Jyn put a hand gently on his forearm to arrest him and an entirely silent conversation happens between them in the brief eye contact that follows. He feels like he can read all of the beats of an argument and a counter argument and a surrender in the smallest lifting of eyebrows and lowering of lashes.

“We have help,” Jyn says, softly but firmly, as if they’ve spoken all of their concerns out loud so far.

“I know,” Cassian replies, and settles back in next to her. He briefly closes his eyes and rests his head on the back of his seat. Jyn doesn’t take her hand off his arm until he moves it to rest around her shoulders a moment later. Looking over to Baze, Cassian adds, “If you need me to take her, though—”

In the very same moment that Jyn reaches out to swat him for that, Kit screeches with laughter, having finally captured her other uncle’s hand and covered it in an unfathomable amount of drool in an incredibly short amount of time, and diverting Baze’s attention from her parents at last. Next to him, Chirrut smiles with a dangerous amount of pride.

“The Force moves delightedly around this one,” he says, surrendering to this injustice with good sportsmanship as always. “She would have made an excellent Guardian.”

Before the pain of that pronouncement can hit him, Baze hears Jyn speak up. “Good thing we picked up a couple of them in our travels back in the day,” she says, turning to Cassian. “Smart of us, wasn’t it?”

Cassian nods, not so successfully hiding a smile. “Wouldn’t want her squandering any of her potential,” he says. “You’ll have to keep an eye on this connection to the Force, Chirrut. Let us know if she needs any training…”

Chirrut lifts his head at that, looking like a hunting animal picking up a scent. The idea of it hadn’t occurred to him either, then, which makes Baze feel less stupid for not thinking of it himself. He’d grown so accustomed to think of the Guardians as gone and dead, like Jedha was, or at the very least nearly extinct. Kitri’s far too young to have the survival of an entire religion on her shoulders, but he and Chirrut can tell her the names of their teachers and elders and friends and their stories will survive for another generation. There are other children of the Rebellion, too. Their way of life need not die with them. It’s a heady, baffling new feeling, this untempered hope. They’ve been rationing it out carefully among them for years and to have his fill of it all at once is slightly overwhelming.

Chirrut’s expression would be closed off to anyone who hasn’t known him for fifty years, but Baze sees through its defenses quite easily. He sees the surprise and the awe and the barely guarded delight all there plainly. Chirrut turns his attention down to Kit, still chewing on his hand happily, and runs a palm over the sparse but silken hair on her head lovingly, and something heavy and ancient slots into place in Baze’s soul, the final piece of a long forgotten puzzle settling in where it belongs.

“Good to see there are some things in the galaxy that can still surprise you, old man,” Baze says, not sounding nearly as irreverent as he wishes to.

Kit laughs in the same moment Chirrut does, like she’s in on the joke somehow, like she’s been waiting for it. And who knows? Maybe she is. Maybe she has.

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r1-jw-lover · 1 month

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There's something that hits differently about Jedha being utterly destroyed in Rogue One. The Empire didn't just blow up Jedha, they literally ripped it apart. Even before the Death Star, the Empire had been occupying the Holy City and mining its kyber crystals for years, fueling the very weapon that had killed millions of people on the moon. An entire population and culture had been wiped away just like that without a care.

The three known survivors of Jedha's destruction are very different individuals. Chirrut is a Force-believing monk who keeps holding onto his faith in spite of the suffering around him. Baze is a freelance assassin who's jaded and angry at the state of the world yet still fights against the Empire. Bodhi is an Imperial pilot who defected because he is brave and is inspired to do the right thing. And now, they are just the last living people of a homeworld they could never return to because it's gone.

Anyways, free Palestine. Don't stop talking about Palestine. Don't forget your daily clicks. Donate if you can. We cannot condone a genocide that's happening in front of our eyes. 🇵🇸🍉

#sw #star wars #r1 #rogue one #star wars rogue one #rogue one a star wars story #jedha #palestine #free palestine #genocide #chirrut imwe #baze malbus #bodhi rook

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xinambercladx · 2 years

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"Oil Fashioned Love Note"

@sinisterexaggerator passed this writing request to me, saying I should write it since Duros' oil sacs and their romantic purpose being my headcanon. So I obliged, and this was way too fun for me, tbh. Enjoy Part 1! ------------------------------------- Chapter 1: Lovesick Duros (part 1)

Cailom Macaim was a young Duros bachelor who grew up on a star ship. His parents were travelers of the stars, and even when his mother laid her fertilized egg, they refused to settle on the orbital cities to raise their little grub. He was a man in his own right now, and the ship that was his home began to feel claustrophobic. It became clear to him it was time to leave the nest and strike out on his own.

His parents had taught him everything he needed to know for space travel, business skills, and communication with various species. His father grasped his hands tightly and gave an encouraging shake. His mother gifted him a sack with carefully packaged goodbye treats. Spiced clot cakes, his favorite. He breathed deeply one last time the recycled air he knew so well, then he stepped out on the sandy beaches of an alien world. He was certain he’d be fine.

This small port town on Mon Cala was nothing special. But the cold pouring rain, the salty smell of the sea, and the roar of crashing waves made an impression he’d never forget. Cailom didn’t shiver. The spray and rain threatened him, but the space suit was immune to the water and kept him dry and warm.

The locals were so unlike him. Mon Calamari had large eyes and bulbous heads with claw like hands. Quarren were squid-like with tiny mouths, but somehow seemed more… frightening. Perhaps it was their small, suspicious eyes. Cailom’s skin was as blue as the sea, while these people were as uncolorful as the sandy floor. These uncolorful folk weren’t so bad. As the months went by he found sailors willing to take him under their wing, teaching him the art of sailing and fishing. The high sea rocked and swelled, and his spirit was filled with adventure every day.

Yet a part of him was empty. Some days he would breathe the salty air and feel invigorated, only later to huff and escape into his bunk, feeling low. Perhaps he was homesick. He had never been on his own before. He had made friends here, began a new life among them.

Something is missing, he thought.

He peered at a hologram of his parents. They smiled with their fangs unbarred, pleasantly, and held each other as couples do. His heart ached. He turned over and had one last thought before falling asleep, Time to go. He found what he was looking for many months and many planets later, winding up on Jedha. He didn’t know it, but he had been restlessly searching not for freedom, but for her.

Cailom stopped in his tracks. He held his breathe, as if it would be a wind that would blow away what he hoped was not an illusion. In the heart of Ni Jedha was a market, and holding a wicker basket filled with fresh vegetables was a young Duros woman. Her eyes were a delicate crimson, almost pink, and her microscales was a lovely purple. It was a full week before he gained the courage to speak to her.

She noticed him when he approached the stall adjacent to the one where she stood. It was the closest he had dared. It was now or never. He took in a deep breath and turned to say hello. She had turned her head, already looking at him, swinging her basket playfully. She lifted a delicate long fingered hand and blew him a kiss. The shock nearly sent him reeling. He gulped. It was definitely now or never. He walked up to her and smiled.

“I was beginnin’ to lose hope you’d ever say hello, Traveler,” she teased. “I thought you’d jump behin’ the black melons again when I blew dat kiss atcha.”

“I have it right here. It fluttered over like a butterfly,” he said, raising his hand holding nothing but an air-blown kiss. “I’m Cailom Macaim. I’d love to hear your name?”

“Zani,” she said, peering up at him with those big rose petal eyes. “Zani Lam.”

They spent that afternoon together dodging the bustling crowds, and learning about eachother. She was a daughter of immigrants from New Teyana. She had the distinct spacer accent, but he found it charming. It was another week before he asked her out on a date. They hit it off far better than he had hoped. Her walk had a sway to it, with her hips begging for his hand to rest on the side.

It was another week before he had the courage to rest his hand there while they walked through the market together. She let him. Cailom couldn’t believe this beautiful woman was by his side. He couldn’t take his eyes away from her. He had dated many girls before, most of which were either human or other common spacer alien species. Non had enraptured him like this. His favorite thing about Zani was her laugh. He would crack a joke just to hear it, but also to see how she’d raise her long fingers to shield her fangs from view. For having lived in a space ghetto, she was incredibly modest and shy.

One night when he walked her home, he held her hand tightly. She hugged his arm, and although Duros females lacked bosoms, she pressed her ribcage against his elbow. It was terribly distracting. He took it as a signal that she might actually like him. When they reached her front door, there was a tension in the air.

There was hope in her eyes, and he noticed they flitted to his mouth for the third time that night, and for the third time, she’d look away as if she were a child having been caught stealing a piece of candy. He didn’t miss it the fourth time, barely a minute later. He reached to catch hold of her cheek before she could look away and gently held her there.

He leaned his head down, touching his rostrum to hers. Then he kissed her, gently, sweetly. He parted lips for a breath, but she pulled him back, tugging on his space suit collar. He rattled gently, and she replied with her own, a slightly higher pitch.

What a cute rattle, he couldn’t help but think, daring to deepen the kiss. ------------------------------------------------------------ "Oil Fashioned Love Note" on Tumblr: Chapter 1: Part 2 ------------------------------------------------------------ Original Oil Sac Headcanon Post w/Cad Bane on Vacay <-click

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#Duros #duros culture #romantic practices #duros biology #oil sacs #writing prompt #MaleOCxFemaleOC #star wars #duro #new teyana #traveller #Cailom Macaim #Zani Lam #rogue one #jedha #jedha city #fanfiction #alien romance #two blueberries falling in love!

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laz-laz-ace-pilot · 9 months

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Rewatching Rogue One with the cat and after Jedi Survivor and The High Republic books, watching the destruction of Jedha hits that much harder. It wasn't just the Holy City; the desert had so much life and culture and history and Krennic and Tarkin destroy it on a whim.

#rogue one #the high republic #jedi survivor #star wars

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jewishcissiekj · 5 months

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Boba Fett: Maze of Deception down now I'm moving onto THR: Quest for the Hidden City

#yael is reading star wars #boba fett series is so funny #like i love boba but everytime aurra is there i just want to hear about my wife #idc if she's trying to kill boba i'm rooting for her #also he won't die anyway so yk #quest for the hidden city boba fett 4 then path of deceit #thennnnn boba fett 5 and battle of jedha #boba fett 6 cataclysm #from there i'll see where i'm going with legends books #maybe i'll start zigzaging with canon novels #the queen's trilogy and shit #we'll see #first i have quest for the hidden city #boba fett book series

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chipthekeeper · 29 days

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rip jedha city you would've loved hated eclipse day

#sorry choosing violence this afternoon #rogue one

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md93gxv · 1 year

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#galactic empire #city Jedha #star wars #rogue one #death star

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nostalgiachan · 7 months

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Day 5 of Repostober, and I'm now realizing I should've posted these kids yesterday so I could make a stupid Day the 4th Be With You joke, because these are the six main characters from my Star Wars RP game that's been running for five years now. Quite a lot's happened to all of these kids since the last time I drew any of them, but I'll put that under a readmore.

Since the latest of these drawings, the Aravana sheet:

Sahiam and Trip went to Jedha, started modifying their stolen TIE/rp Reaper, scavenged lightsaber parts, and officially confirmed their relationship, even though Sahiam still hasn't gotten confirmation that her fiance Dovar's either dead or still in cryostasis back on Ilum. It's very complicated. Dovar's holocron is none too happy about the situation and is attempting to subtly turn Trip and Sahiam away from one another. They're currently on Nar Shaddaa trying to Force Luck their way into enough money to overhaul the Reaper and make it into a more liveable ship...and one that doesn't immediately look like a Reaper.

Meanwhile, Talon and Aravana escaped the wrath of Lucul, for the time being, spent a month in Cloud City, and also started about as much of a relationship as Talon is capable of having with another sentient being - it started off as purely a manipulation tactic on Talon's part, but then Aravana made him Actually Feel Things™, so he's having to grapple with that while still being dead set on murderdeathkilling Trip and controlling Sahiam. Aravana is stuck between regretting her life choices and being far too into Talon despite knowing the man's a violent lunatic.

And somewhere off in space, Lucul is gunning for both groups simultaneously. She's convinced at this point that Vader's got a force choke with her name on it no matter what she does, so she may as well take Talon with her, and Sahiam and Trip are her tickets to finding him.

#repostober #my art #star wars #star wars rp #sith #zeltron

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gffa · 4 months

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CONGRATULATE ME, I HAVE MADE SO MUCH PROGRESS ON GETTING THROUGH THE HIGH REPUBLIC STORIES, thanks to my library having a bunch of the audiobooks and comics in! I'm actually a little further than this along (I've read more than half of the 2021 High Republic comic series, more than half of Edge of Balance, more than half of Monster of Temple Peak, more than half of Convergence, etc.) but this is still a good reflection of how up to date I am with THR stories:

MAIN STORYLINE NOVELS - PHASE I:

The High Republic: Light of the Jedi

The High Republic: A Test of Courage

The High Republic: Into the Dark

The High Republic: The Rising Storm

The High Republic: Race To Crashpoint Tower

The High Republic: Out Of The Shadows

The High Republic: Mission to Disaster

The High Republic: The Fallen Star

The High Republic: Midnight Horizon

MAIN STORYLINE NOVELS - PHASE II:

The High Republic: Path of Deceit

The High Republic: Convergence

The High Republic: Quest for the Hidden City

The High Republic: Cataclysm

The High Republic: Quest for Planet X

The High Republic: Path of Vengeance

MAIN STORYLINE NOVELS - PHASE III:

The High Republic: The Eye of Darkness

MAIN STORYLINE COMICS - PHASE I:

The High Republic (2021) - 15 issues

The High Republic Adventures (2021) - 13 issues

The High Republic: The Monster of Temple Peak - 4 issues

The High Republic: The Edge Of Balance - 2 manga volumes

The High Republic: Trail of Shadows - 5 issues

The High Republic: Eye of the Storm - 2 issues

MAIN STORYLINE COMICS - PHASE II:

The High Republic: The Blade - 4 issues

The High Republic (2022) - 10 issues

The High Republic Adventures (2021) - 8 issues

The High Republic: Edge of Balance: Precedent - 1 manga volume

The High Republic Adventures: The Nameless Terror - 4 issues

MAIN STORYLINE COMICS - PHASE III:

The High Republic: Shadows of Starlight - 4 issues

The High Republic (2023) - 3 issues [ONGOING]

The High Republic Adventures (2023) - 1 issue [ONGOING]

MAIN STORYLINE AUDIODRAMAS - PHASE I:

The High Republic: Tempest Runner

MAIN STORYLINE AUDIODRAMAS - PHASE II:

The High Republic: The Battle of Jedha

ONESHOT COMIC ISSUES - PHASE I:

Star Wars Adventures (2020) #6 - "The Gaze Electric"

The High Republic Adventures: Free Comic Book Day 2021

The High Republic Adventures Annual 2021

The High Republic Adventures: Galactic Bake-Off Spectacular

Star Wars Adventures (2020) #14 - "A Very Nihil Interlude"

The High Republic Adventures: Free Comic Book Day 2023

ONESHOT COMIC ISSUES - PHASE II:

The High Republic Adventures: Quest of the Jedi

ANTHOLOGY NOVELS - PHASE I:

Star Wars: The High Republic: Starlight

ANTHOLOGY NOVELS - PHASE II:

Star Wars Insider: The High Republic: Tales of Enlightenment

ANTHOLOGY NOVELS - ALL PHASES:

The High Republic: Tales of Light and Life

I don't know what I'm going to do after I finish all of these! Maybe finally read the second Thrawn trilogy or get around to the second and third Padme books or, ooh, Outbound Flight got an unabridged audiobook version and I never did finish that one! It's been fun to have a bunch of audiobooks to listen to via my library and one thing I will say for The High Republic stories, is that I do think they're some of the best interconnected storytelling Star Wars has had outside of the animated series' continuity with the movies. I do feel like they often times are hamstrung by "so much of the cool stuff happening is just a repeat of the things the Jedi in the Clone Wars did", but the sense of all these moving parts that work together, different authors all having a pretty coherent take on the characters and plot, despite being in so many different books, is really well-done. They're fun to get through, and that's what I'm really looking for.

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