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sundownsquad · 2 months
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A collection of sketches, scribbles, and studies from the last couple months! Not much explanation to go along with these except for the last one, which is specifically one of the holos Speedy took himself that's mentioned in this post.
Bonus:
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A special guest appearance by Shaw who's about had it with the transferred natborns he's suddenly having to work with. Technically not a Sundown character, but didn't want to leave him out. Lol
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sunderedazem · 2 years
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Moonrise Legacy Masterpost (WIP)
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Lead Character:
Jedi Knight/Outlander: Corrain Gealai (Human)
- Gender/Sexuality: Bisexual trans man
- Romance: Lana and Theron (OT3 - they're poly!)
- Nicknames: Cor, Cory
- Character Intro Link!
The character creator in SWTOR won't let him have the long ponytail he's supposed to have, so here's an art piece I commissioned from @stellorc as a supplement!
Others below readmore!
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Jedi Consular: Kalvonut Amohtarsi (Sith Pureblood)
- Gender/Sexuality: AroAce cis man
- QPR (tentative): Arcann
- Nicknames: Kalvo, Kal
- Character Intro Link!
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Trooper: Deitente Verrni (Cathar)
- Gender/Sexuality: Cishet woman
- Romance: Aric Jorgan
- Nicknames: Dei
- Character Intro Link
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Smuggler: Kessin Meyka (Togruta)
- Gender/Sexuality: Genderfluid, Pansexual (any pronouns, prefers they/them)
- Romance (sorta, it's complicated): Risha Drayen
- Nicknames: Kess, Capn
- Character Intro Link
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Sith Warrior: Eiri Greine (Human)
- Gender/Sexuality: Biromantic Asexual cis man
- Romance(tentative): Tau Idair (eventual)
- Nicknames: Riri (for Vette and Tau's use ONLY)
- Character Intro Link
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Sith Inquisitor: Sekulyn'torr (Twi'lek)
- Gender/Sexuality: Nonbinary (she/they), and pansexual
- Romance: Andronikous (casual, temporary), Acina (wife)
- Nicknames: Lyn
- Character Intro Link
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Bounty Hunter: Astayr Caleo (Human)
- Gender/Sexuality: Queer (it's complicated!) demigirl, (she/xe)
- Romance: Torian Cadera
- Nicknames: Cyare/Cyar'ika (from Torian), Ash (from others)
- Character Intro Link
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Imperial Agent: Elennye Trizz (Zabrak)
- Gender/Sexuality: lesbian cis woman
- Romance: Vaylin? (eventual, they're awkward about it for eons)
- Nicknames: Elen/Len
- Character Intro Link
I'll update with Intro Links as I get them!
BONUS Cursed Content Link >:3c
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zephhhhh · 7 years
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inktober #17
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thedrown · 3 years
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SWI Lore- Premise
 Since it’s going through a rework and I don’t even remember the last time I uploaded anything of this series thought I’d make a quick refresher
 So Star Wars Interloper is my second SW comic idea set during the early Imperial era as opposed to GOTS’ Clone Wars setting. It initially follows the clone of Kanta Cym, a former Jedi with a fixation on ancient history of the Sith species and early order whose studies brought her into darkside practice in secret. Now free from the Jedi Order to pursue her studies as she pleases albeit with the sizable hurdle of overcoming her loss of force abilities given her new clone body following the death of her original vessel during the Clone Wars. However I wouldn’t necessarily call her or her bounty hunter companion Mondo Ril the protagonists as they both quickly become apart of Imperial Task Force 54 and it’s light cruiser The Knell, a small unit deployed to establish and maintain relations between the Empire and the autonomous Corporate Sector while using subterfuge to sway the region towards the Empire’s favour. The crew of the ship all become the main cast and it largely is a military/spy story from the Imperial perspective with the more force side of things being apart of the Kanta’s character but not the overall story in any meaningful regard.. 
 Essentially the story follows this eccentric task force lead by an ex shore trooper Viran Adaso whose unusual military career and personality makes him a magnet for recruiting the outcasts of the Imperial military from aliens to soldiers who expressed more thought than their former COs appreciated. Aside from Adaso the crew is comprised of:
Kess Sanko- a young Umbaran from the pilot caste who was recruited following the sudden end of the Empire’s reverse engineering efforts after the Nightswan incident. He is quiet and quaint but very loyal to Captain Adaso and acts as both lieutenant and pilot flying a prototype Umbaran-Imperial TIE 
Noli- a Rodian mechanic and flight engineer whom Adaso recruited under contract to assist in upkeep of Sauff’s unusual fighter alongside other maintenance. Spunky and a workaholic she’s often the one keeping everyone on task and takes interest in learning more about Imperial design
Kofi Terisi- The ship medic who was brought on after being the leading doctor in treating a massive chemical outbreak during a bombing on Quesh. While unrelenting in her medical oath she’s socially inept and awkward in all other situations scolding the crew during treatments while simultaneously becoming a nervous wreck once the medical part of the interaction ends.
 The main story after Kanta and Mondo join TF 54 is espionage in CorpSec and dealing with the emergent threat of the NuFront, a violent and highly militarized rebel cell more in line with the Partisans methods than that of the Alliance with aims to devastate and cripple CorpSec to prevent any supply to the Empire and as an act of poetic justice against the war profiteers who directly spurred on much of the front’s members to rebellion. Lead by an eccentric Kyuzo woman Taiko Kayo, the group is a small guerilla army with a shared ideology of gutting the empire from within with it’s members being bound by their singular hatred for the Empire whose cruelty effectively erased any prior allegiances or beliefs of the NuFront’s fighters as they abandon their pasts and futures for the sole aim of causing as much havoc for the Imperials as possible.
Warrant Officer Cual and Comms Officer Minch Ordus- Adaso’s trusted deck crew with Cual being his strategic advisor and while deeply modest and bashful over her abilities being limited to ship based operations, she is idolized by much of the crew as a big sister figure for her level head in even the most dire situations often taking command from the ship while Adaso leads from the front. 
Minch Ordus meanwhile is a simple comms officer with a penchant for tapping into CorpSec transmissions with his keen ear for ciphers and codes. He constantly echoes information from his wishing well and is never without his datapad relaying a constant stream of data. Fixated on data and pursuit of knowledge, Minch is in invaluable asset when dealing with alien worlds or navigating the politics of CorpSec though he is often so consumed in study he seldom leaves his post even after his shift ends.
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fanfics-await-you · 4 years
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I never know what to expect from him (Part 1)
Pairing: Poe Dameron/Female OC
Summary: Poe Dameron is your friend, your fellow resistance fighter, but most of all he's a goddamn pain in your ass. And yeah, maybe you're falling for him and well yes, it seems like he's falling for you too, but now REALLY isn't the time.
Tags: angst, a pair of dumbasses unnecessarily complicating things, minor ROS spoilers
notes:  It’s been awhile, sorry! Yes, I just saw ROS, had to do something for POE! I have classes so idk when the next update will be lol
Inspired by: @polkanote‘s post & @andhumanslovedstories‘s post
Word Count: 1,835
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I never know what to expect from him. I mean, what can you expect from a man like Poe Dameron?
Consistency? Never.
Wit? Always at the worst times.
Patience? Who am I kidding.
Another explosion goes off behind us and I stumble for a moment on my injured leg. Almost instantly, an arm is around my shoulders, guiding me. I flash Poe a look but all he does is grin.
“What? You thought I was gonna leave my favourite girl?”
I shake my head at him but just keeping run as the earth continues to shake.
So maybe there is one thing that you can always count on with Poe; the one thing beneath all the layers of ego and hotheadedness and never-ending flirting that keeps me working with him.
Poe will never, ever leave a friend behind.
“Next time you do that, Dameron, I would appreciate a warning. Even better, next time don’t use an entire canister of blaster gel and bring down the mountain while we’re still under it!”
Poe stops his work for just a moment to flaunt his signature smile, but I roll my eyes and try to ignore the way my heart skips a beat.
“Look Kess, one day you will finally admit that I just have a natural talent for these things, and you’ll thank me for the unique honour that is working by my side. Now, stop moving while I try to patch up your le-Ow! What was that for?!”
I wind up for another punch and his hands raise in self-defence.
“It’s really funny how you can talk about my leg that was injured in an explosion and how good you are making things explode in the same sentence. I have no idea why I didn’t laugh.”
“I’m sorry, Kess.”
I lean my head back against the ship hull. “I’m sure I’ll pay you back for it.”
I don’t really hold it against him, accidents happen (this is a war, after all). Anyway, this is our thing, this repartee and back-and-forth, it’s who we are. This is what we’re famous for; well, this and blowing up a Star Destroyer with a rigged pleasure cruiser (Don’t ask, it’s a long story.)
“No Kess, I really am sorry,” Poe’s tone is serious.
I really don’t want him to feel guilty, so I shrug and try to play it off. “Don’t worry about it, what’s one new scar to a hundred old ones.”
A moment passes, then a warm hand touches my chin and gently guides it downwards. My eyes come to rest on Poe, his face uncharacteristically sober and tinged by guilt. The warmth of his fingers remain on my face and they coil tendrils of tenderness beneath my skin.
“I would never intentionally put you in harm’s way.”
“Poe, I kno-”
“Never. I was reckless today-”
“It’s fine! Wh-”
“I should’ve been more careful, you could have been seriously hurt-”
“What’s got into you?” I finally cut him off as I take his hand into mine. “Poe, stuff like this is an occupational hazard. Don’t go beating yourself up because you can’t do the precise calculations for blaster gel quantities while running from troopers. I really am sorry if you thought I was actually blaming you…I was kidding, I’m sorry.”
I grasp his hand tightly, hoping he understands. Poe shifts his hand so that our fingers become intertwined.
He takes a second before speaking, “I know, Kess. It’s just…you were right…You’re always right, you know.”
Poe smiles a little, but his mouth is still tight with tension. Without thinking, I place my free hand against his smooth and surprisingly warm cheek. Ever-so-slightly, Poe leans into it without taking his eyes from my face.
I smile as best I can despite the growing tension I feel in the air, “Of course I’m right, I’m always right: you know that. So when I say you’re not allowed to beat yourself up over this, you’re not.”
The grin finally reaches Poe’s eyes, just a little. “I know, it’s just that…”
He trails off only to take both my hands into his. Poe stares at our interwoven fingers and gently clasps them together so my palms are pressed together between his in silent prayer. We’re so close now that I can see the flashes of deep amber that hide in the depths of his brown eyes. There is something Poe wants to say, something that is weighing him down; I can see it in the nervous biting of his lip that I can’t tear my eyes away from. The tension is oppressive now and I’m about to ask to say something, anything, when he finally draws breath to speak.
“Kessandra,” he says my full name delicately, like it might break if he speaks too loudly, “I- there’s something…I- I-”
He cuts off by the loud beep signifying the end of our lightspeed journey. We both jump. The fertile green atmosphere of Ajan Kloss crystallises before us. The comms have started up again, rambling on about landing codes and permissions.
“I should,” Poe takes a deep breath, “I should bring us down.”
The moment is well and truly over. He doesn’t move for a moment, he just resumes staring down at our enfolded hands. I find that I don’t want Poe to let go; he does anyway.
As he guides us into orbit, the ghost of his touch continues to linger on my hands and a heavy feeling settles in my heart.
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If there’s one thing that Resistance fighters know how to do (besides kick fascist ass), it’s how to throw a damn good party. Add in the fact that one of the engineers figured out how to make moonshine out of local tree sap (it took a lot of ugly trial and error), and a good time is basically guaranteed. Also, (not that any of us would say it), knowing that any night might be your last makes letting go and having fun just that little bit easier.
The sound of a Kitonak guitar drifts on the wind and my head is warm with the buzz of liquor. Everyone is dancing and laughing, and it is a glorious sight to see. These last couple months have been tough, even tougher than usual, and it’s so good to see people just enjoying a second of peace.
“What are you doing all the way over here?” Poe’s voice is barely audible over the noise of the party.
I don’t look at him but just smile to myself, “I was taking a second to enjoy the evening.”
“May I join you?”
I laugh. “Since when have you needed my permission to do something?”
“You’re right but it never hurts to ask, you know.”
Before I can respond, Poe is right by my side. He too leans up against the wall, and then bumps his arm against mine. Instead of returning the gesture, I gently rest my head against his shoulder and continue to look out upon the people dancing. A moment passes before the weight of his arm curls around my waist. I allow myself to enjoy this moment, and don’t even stop myself when my imagination begins to stir as to what this moment could be if things were different…Just an ordinary party on a ordinary night in the arms of a more than extraordinary man…
“What you thinkin’ about Kess?”
I push all the what if’s back to the pit of my stomach as I struggle to think of a lie, “Oh you know, the usual.”
Poe chuckles softly and it resonates into my side. The sound is deep and low, and causes my heart to skip a beat.
“I know you, and you are anything but ‘usual’. What’s on your mind?”
It’s probably the alcohol but I just want to tell him. I want to tell him everything. I just want to shout it all to the summer sky, that I’m thinking about you, Poe, and it seems like all I do is think about you these days! I’m falling for you, but you won’t ever look at me that way. The thought of never seeing you again is enough to make me cry. The knowledge that one day I will lose you to someone else breaks my heart. I don’t say any of this, however.
“The future. What I’ll do when this is all over.” It’s not exactly a lie but it still feels wrong.
“Have you got big plans? Intergalactic pod-racer? Smuggler? Chancellor of the New Republic?”
This time, I laugh with him and gently shake my head against Poe’s shoulder.
“Nothing as exciting as that. I think if I survive this, that will be enough for me. I’ll go find a quiet, green planet in a remote part of the system and fix up old ships. Anyway, it’s not like the Resistance is going to need a ton of pilots when there’s no more fighter jets to send out. Nah, peace’ll be enough for me, I reckon.”
It’s the truth. After years with my neck on line and waiting for countless friends who never come back home, being alive will be enough. Waking up every morning knowing that the people I care about are safe? That’ll do for me.
“That sounds like a damn good plan, Kess,” there is a touch of longing to his voice.
I hum in agreement and close my eyes. For a while, I just enjoy the music and the feeling of Poe’s arm around my waist.
“There’s no ‘if’ though, Kess. You’ve gotta survive this one.”
I laugh but don’t open my eyes. “I’m trying my absolute hardest, promise.”
His response is softly spoken, “No, you have to, Kess. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
I freeze up for a second out of surprise, but Poe speaks again before I can respond.
“I mean, uh- How am I meant to figure out what to do after all this without your voice of reason to guide me?” His joking tone has returned, but it sounds forced.
Before I can think, I’m speaking, “You could just come with me.”
My eyes fly open. The words hang in the air without a response and I feel like a fool. Oh, you absolute idiot, that’s not what he meant. Motherfu-
“Yeah?”
Poe’s voice is heavy with emotion and cracks slightly under it. Confused, I turn to look Poe in the eye to find him already gazing back at me. In the name of the Maker, our faces are so close. There is something in his expression that I can’t read but it still tells in every line of his face. What…
“I could come with you?”
I want to yell out yes, of course, I’m begging you but all I do is silently nod.
I don’t understand why Poe is acting like this? Is he drunk? Has there been bad news? What-
“Because I would follow you anywhere, if you’d let me.”
Oh?
Oh.
Oh.
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sundownsquad · 9 months
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A little 2.5 hour speed paint since I've been low on time lately and wanted to try something a bit more loose!
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sundownsquad · 1 year
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A couple of rough concept pieces that feature scenes from the first episode of the Sundown story! In order they are: Speedy wishing their mission target would make better fashion decisions, Drums in the process of hurling a battle droid as a distraction, and the squad during their first visit to the Jedi Temple when a youngling decided to strike up a conversation with them as they were waiting to get outfitted with their new gear.
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sundownsquad · 10 months
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Some more miscellaneous practice drawings! Why was Drums given a random droid leg? I have no clue, and neither does he. He'll probably manage to find a use for it, though.
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sundownsquad · 8 months
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Some more practice to play around with stylization and format! Also still trying to get the hang of simple animation effects. A still of the animation included under the cut!
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sundownsquad · 1 year
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Speedy isn't a morning person in any way, shape, or form, and genuinely cannot survive without his caf. Drums wasn't finished getting ready yet so Speedy had to wait an excruciating nine-and-a-half minutes for him to come fix it.
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sundownsquad · 10 months
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Some portrait studies based on photo reference! Been messing around with a bunch of stuff and decided to polish these ones up a bit.
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sundownsquad · 1 year
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Some doodles of the squad when they first got their shadow trooper armor! It took some getting used to since they were originally working in the much bulkier Katarn class armor, but the new sets did come with some interesting features.
Also messing around with giving the squad ARC type phase 1 helmets for their first set of gear since the phase 2 sets wouldn't come out for at least year after they became shadow troopers. Plus they deserve a cool fin on their helmets, as a treat.
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sundownsquad · 7 months
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Regarding ottabura's and sundown, given the missions they take on, i had this thought that made me realise i overlooked something. Force forbid it, but if an ottabura is injuried, is it a company effort to help heal their beloved droid yeeter 5000, or does someone take on the role as the official otta veterinarian?
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The answer is, yes and both! The entire squad actively work together to take care of the ottas, so any effort with them is a team effort, basically. However, Kess is the one that took on the roll as the designated "otta vet" of the squad.
When the squad were undergoing their original commando training, they received more thorough battlefield medical training than the average trooper. This was due to the fact that the squad would often be operating as a single unit far away from anywhere they could receive immediate medical assistance, so they would need to rely on themselves. Kess, on top of that, received additional advanced training through the Combat Lifesaver programs. This would allow him to adequately care for the rest of the squad in case of more serious injury so they could make it back to a medical center.
This extra training meant Kess had no issues transitioning to managing the otta's medical needs. He took responsibility for the otta's regular medical care (basic physicals, vaccination schedules, deworming, etc.), wound care (Nitsani is a big help here, too), and also became well versed in otta diseases and other ailments. Though he and the squad are able to manage the majority of the otta's care themselves, they still make sure to have the ottas seen by professionals whenever possible. Especially when it comes to more advanced procedures like dental work.
But, in cases like the one pictured above, when one of the ottas gets a small injury from playing too hard and completely biffing it after tripping over a log, then the squad can handle it.
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sundownsquad · 1 year
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A doodle of Kess that I decided to finish and turn into a study of sorts! He’s listening to Nitsani try to delicately and politely explain to a very assertive delegate that his policies are dumb as hell.
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sundownsquad · 1 year
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Here's some concept drawings I've been working on for the upcoming episode script The Storm Within! The episode will include a handful of complete illustrations, but here's some of the comps I did to get a feel for the scenes. The episode includes flashbacks to an earlier mission, so you'll get to see the squad in their original commando gear, too! From top to bottom, the images are: Drums disobeying orders for the first time ever, Drums continuing to disobey orders, Drums having a "No good, very bad day", and Drums having a "No good, very bad day" part two.
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sundownsquad · 1 year
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Noodle acts like she doesn’t know what personal space is, but she absolutely does. She just chooses to ignore it.
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