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fancoloredglasses · 1 year

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[RERUN] The saga of the Trickster

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I'm doing something a bit different for this RERUN. I’m combining two reviews into a “Saga”-style review. I’ll be reviewing the story line of the only recurring villain in all of the 1990 run of The Flash.

Of the Flash’s Rogue’s Gallery in the comics, the top three (in my opinion) are Reverse Flash, Captain Cold, and Captain Boomerang (though the last is primarily due his comedic value in the pages of Suicide Squad) The Trickster might be near the bottom of my Top 10, but for the most part was off my radar. I mean, he always seemed to me to be a bush league clone of the Joker...and by the Joker I mean Cesar Romero, not Heath Ledger.

That was before Mark Hamill got a hold of him, and suddenly he’s my favorite.

Batman: the Animated Series was still two years away when The Flash first aired, so Mark Hamill was still known primarily as Luke Skywalker, so when it was announced he would be playing the Trickster, it caused quite a stir. I mean, this was the last of the Jedi playing a footnote in the Flash’s history.

Hamill hit the ground running (so to speak), showing not only he could do a dark sense of humor (Hamill admitted in an interview that Luke was the “straight man” while everyone else got to throw one-liners), but could easily slip into a “bad guy” role and hold his own. In fact, there are definite shades of his future portrayal of the Joker in how he played the Trickster. When I’d heard Hamill was reprising the character for the CW series, I cheered (and hoo-boy did he not disappoint!)

But enough about the present series, let’s go back to the 90s and the Trickster’s debut. If you’re interested, Tubi has the episode available for streaming. If you would like to see the original review, you may do so here.

THE TRICKSTER

We open on private investigator Megan Lockhart (in a previous episode she found out Barry’s secret) as she desperately tries to contact Barry via cell phone (god those things were clunky back then...), but gets his answering machine. (that’s what people had before voice mail, kids!)

Suddenly, an evil-looking magician named James Jesse appears at her car window and shatters it, grabbing for her.

Meanwhile, back in Central City, Barry and Tina settle in for movie night. Then Barry discovers Megan left him a message and runs off. A quick 150 mile sprint later, we switch back to Megan.

Jesse is performing in front of a group of...wax models? Corpses? Mannequins? A combination of the three? We’re not sure.

Anyway, he rolls out Megan, trapped in a box. He tells his “audience” they’re about to see the “saw a woman in half” trick, only it won’t be an illusion. And Jesse doesn’t disappoint, pulling out a chainsaw as the opening credits roll!

As we return from the credits, the Flash arrives on the scene and pushes Megan out of the way before Jesse and make his fatal incision. Jesse rushes the Flash, but he deftly runs away,

Jesse pulls out a couple of throwing knives (like that would work any better...), but Megan pushes the box into Jesse, distracting him long enough for the Scarlet Speedster to run up and deliver a knockout blow and tying him up for the local police.

It’s revealed by the arresting state troopers that Jesse is wanted for murder in 5 states (which Jesse corrects to 6) As the troopers drive Jesse off, he declares his love for her (as if she didn’t have enough nightmare fuel from this ordeal) Flash asks Megan for a lift back to Central City (as a 150 mile run and a high-speed fight wiped him out)

Megan and Barry return to his apartment to discover Tina asleep (guess the movie wasn’t that exciting) One awkward conversation with Tina feeling like a fifth wheel later, she heads out. Another awkward conversation later, Megan’s in Barry’s bedroom and he’s on the couch (I’m not sure Barry and Megan have chemistry, but they have more than he has with Tina)...

...which doesn’t last long as we tastefully fade out to...

...James Jesse being taken to the state prison by the troopers who arrested him (why is one in the back seat with a serial killer and no grate between the front and back seats on a modern (for the 90s) squad car?) while Jesse is begging to be brought to Central City so he can kill the Flash and “rescue” Megan. Jesse manages to escape his cuffs, knock out the trooper in the back seat, and uses his gun to kill the driver.

He then drives off in the patrol car to an abandoned prop warehouse (we know this because it’s conveniently labelled as such) and breaks in to transform (well, quick-change) into...

THE TRICKSTER!

Back in Central City, Barry and Megan are catching up when Julio shows up to throw some proverbial cold water on the mood. He mentions the policeman’s costume ball, then offers a bit of Relationship Advice to Barry as Tina shows up to throw another wet blanket on the morning.

We now switch to the comic relief (Bellows & Murphy) putting their skills to their best use by hanging posters advertising the costume ball. Barry and Megan pass by just in time to hear Bellows accuse Murphy of being the Flash. Barry and Megan decide to have some fun by perpetuating this line of bullshit. Then Lt. Garfield comes in and drops the bombshell that Jesse is in Central City.

We cut briefly back to the Trickster as he transforms the patrol car into...

THE TRICKSTERMOBILE!

(Fun Fact: In an interview around the time this episode originally aired, Hamill confessed he was gleeful about getting a Trickstermobile)

Back in downtown Central City, Barry and Megan are enjoying a quiet afternoon in the park when the Trickstermobile shows up with a giant wrapped box. If Jokey Smurf taught me anything, it’s that mystery boxes are bad news!

The box opens to reveal a statue of the Flash

...sorta.

The Trickster emerges from his car to declare war of the Flash, then gets back in the car and drives off, leaving the statue (kinda) behind...

...with a bomb attached. Barry quick-changes and the Flash pulls the bystanders away before the bomb explodes.

At CCPD, Garfield accuses the Flash of drawing the crazies to the city, which of course sends Barry into a guilt trip. Then Bellows announces the the Trickster has taken hostages at a joke shop (really?!), but assures Barry that Murphy is likely on his way (gee...I feel safer already. Oh, he meant the Flash)

...with the expected high-speed comical result (though a number of marbles became high-speed projectiles as a result. Hope there were no bystanders), spraining his knee in the process.

Megan helps Barry limp to STAR Labs where Tina helps speed up Barry’s already accelerated healing, then decides she need to throw yet another wet blanket on Barry’s love life (come on Tina, it’s not like you two make any sparks fly. I’ve seen better chemistry on Bill Nye the Science Guy!) As Barry tries to figure out their next move, Megan decides she’s tired of being splashed by Tina’s wet blanket and strikes out on her own to find the Trickster.

Back at the crime lab, Julio gives relationship advice to Barry (again...face it Julio, he’s a lost cause!)...

...when an FBI agent named Bob Endecott comes into the lab to discuss James Jesse. Y’know, there’s something familiar about him. Probably just a “Trick” of the light.

Jesse Endecott inquires as to Megan’s whereabouts under the pretense of placing her in Federal protection, but Barry says she likely doesn’t want it. Then Garfield comes in, calling Megan Barry’s girlfriend while ranting about the Trickster. Three guesses what will likely happen once they leave CCPD.

The Trickster leaves another explosive message for Megan and the Flash. Murphy and Bellows are approaching from a nearby alley. Bellows tells Murphy to change into the Flash. Murphy tells Bellows to cut the crap...

...just before a snare trap pulls him skyward and a hidden boxing glove knocks him out and the Flash runs out from the shadows (not doing much to make your case Murph...) and defuses the fireworks at super-speed.

Barry arrives back at his apartment to see his dog taking a disliking to Jesse Endecott. (the dog’s a better judge of character than the entire CCPD) Barry checks his messages, and it’s Megan saying she’s found Jesse’s hideout. Barry and Jesse Endecott rush to her aid.

At Jesse’s hideout, Megan ID’s Endecott Jesse just before he asks Barry if his handkerchief smells like formaldehyde. He then distracts Megan long enough to knock her out.

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Speaking of Larry and Curly, Murphy is apparently still out cold and hanging (how hard did that glove hit him? It’s been close to 12 hours by now) Bellows sees Flash hanging the posters and tells the Flash Murphy to go get ‘em. Then Murphy finally exits the alley, claiming he was shouting for help. So not only does Bellows not know how to look up, but he’s also deaf.

At the ball, Garfield is talking to the press when Murphy walks up in a “Flash” costume and hams it up for the cameras. Very funny Murph, and very original! It’s not like half the attendees are dressed as the Flash.

Oh wait, they are!

In walks Jesse, dressed as a chef (well, it is a costume ball. I’m surprised there aren’t any Trickster costumes) and wheels in a cart with a giant domed serving tray. He then strips (MY EYES! Oh, wait, his costume’s under his costume) and puts on a gas mask as Megan is revealed tied underneath. Then the serving tray smokes and explodes in a puff of toxic fumes...

...as the Trickster stalks over to the Flash Murphy and prepares to attack, but Murphy explains it’s just a costume.

Then the real Flash appears and whisks off the tray. Then the Trickster shoves a booby-trapped cake at the Flash, which explodes and then starts shooting exploding bullets at him (you are aware he can dodge them, right?)

During the confusion, Megan frees herself, only to be caught by the Trickster, (you should have just stayed put, Megan) but Megan has had enough and frees herself.

The Trickster tries to escape, but get caught in the middle of the Flash doing the toss-across juggling bit with candlesticks.

The occasional toss clips the Trickster (at that speed you would think Jesse would get at least a cuncussion, if not a fractured skull) until he goes down.

As Bellows and Murphy drag the Trickster to a waiting paddy wagon, (guess they are good for more than hanging posters. They can also take out the trash!) Bellows admits he was wrong about Murph being the Flash, but Murph decides the joke’s not over yet and casts doubt to his not being the Flash (do you clowns do any actual police work?)

As we fade out, Megan reveals she’s not ready to become a regular cast member for a relationship and walks off into the...well, it’s the middle of the night so you finish the saying. I mean, I can’t do all the work!

This would be the end of the Trickster’s story, except for the season series finale they wanted to go out on a high note, so asked Hamill to come back. If you would like to read the original review, you may do so here. If you want to watch the episode, Tubi has this one too.

TRIAL OF THE TRICKSTER

We open outside Central City Courthouse, where it’s practically a carnival as the populace awaits the trial of the Trickster (including someone hawking commemorative shirts) Barry and Julio head into the courthouse as a woman screams about having evidence the defense needs to hear.

Then James Jesse, the Trickster, shows up in costume and is escorted inside by his police escort, but not before threatening Barry, Megan, and especially the Flash as the opening credits roll.

As we come back from the credits, Murphy and Bellows are working security at the entrance (so they’re glorified bouncers? Sounds like their speed) as Barry and Julio enter and discuss the Trickster’s lawyer, Denise Cowan. Then Megan arrives to a horde of reporters. Megan and Barry get a minute to talk and it’s not the romantic reunion we all thought it might, as Megan has put Barry on the back burner for the sake of her career (not that there’s anything wrong with that, but she could have at least let him know)

Then the woman from the cold open gets stopped by the bouncers (hey, it turns out they can do something right!), claiming she’s pregnant and Jesse is the father (given he was declaring his love for Megan the last time we saw him, I’m hoping the woman is there to beat his two-timing ass!)

Meanwhile, the Trickster is being his usual...wacky?...self, to the point that the judge threatens to put him in irons (you mean he wasn’t already? Those handcuffs aren’t the fun kind, ya know!) While arguing with Cowan, he covertly steals her broach as she requests a change in locations for the trial (to the disappointment of the nutjob in tights) The Trickster rants as the judge charges him with contempt of court, then uses the broach to pick his cuffs and charges at Megan!

However, Megan put up with enough of his shit in his last appearance and kicks his ass until the cops drag him away (weren’t Murph and Bellows watching from the door? Where the hell were they during all this?) Then Mommy screams at Megan as she rolls her eyes and leaves.

Later, Barry and Tina are having lunch when Megan shows up, but brushes Barry off, so he and Tina leave in a bit of a huff.

Meanwhile, at Central City Prison, the Trickster and Cowan are discussing his defense (more like all but firing his lawyer) when the Idiot Patrol shows up with mail for him. (so they got demoted from bouncers to mail carriers? What’s next? Walking Barry’s dog?)

It’s a bag full of mail from the same person (I’m guessing Mommy) Trickster then tells Cowan to take a hike (Well, they say a man who is his own lawyer has a fool for a client, and there’s no bigger fool than the Trickster...)

After everyone leaves, Trickster realizes that the mail has a bit of a pattern, almost like it’s a puzzle. He assembles the puzzle to reveal a hidden message..

Trickster is a bit confused, as that was the name he gave Megan, and she obviously hates his guts (my money is still on Mommy)

The next morning at the courthouse, James Jesse is led in dressed like a non-super villain...and Cowan is there, so maybe he’s starting to take this seriously. Cowan asks that Jesse be allowed to speak. Jesse claims insanity (ya think?!)

Just them, a wind-up stuffed bear in a Trickster outfit rolls into the courtroom and starts spraying laughing gas as Mommy (AKA Prank...told ya!) frees Jesse and they escape.

Later at CCPD, Garfield puts Julio on Prank’s letters to the Trickster (not literally, but rather having him analyze them) and tells Barry to put Megan under police protection, but Barry sulks off since she’s too busy being a celebrity to make time for him (now you know how Tina feels)

Elsewhere, Prank has taken Jesse to her hideout, Clarx Toy store (c’mon, he’s the Trickster! Toyman is a Superman villain!)

Prank reveals her secret identity to heiress to the Clarx Toys empire, and that she’s a thrillseeker who sees Jesse as her soulmate (ummm...ask Jesse what he intended to do to his last “soulmate”...) We fade out as the pair plot the Trickster’s latest scheme.

Later that evening, Megan is busy jugging 6 phones when Barry runs in and hangs up on all of them, finally getting Megan’s attention. Barry tells Megan she needs to stop worrying about publicity and start worrying about the Trickster. Megan then proposes to Barry...to be her partner in the PI biz. Then Megan starts barking orders to Barry. Finally Barry has had enough of the “new” Megan and walks out.

We cut to the local TV Station where Jesse (and to be honest, if it wasn’t for Prank behind the camera I might not have recognized him) has murdered a ventriloquist (eh, we all know the other guy was the real talent anyway...) and issues a threat to the Flash and Megan.

Later, Megan saunters in with her Trusty .38. Then the Flash runs in just in time for both to get dosed with sneezing powder as the Trickster and Prank make their escape...

... but they doused the road with gum, making it impossible for the Flash to run. Flash falls over and is held fast, thanks to the adhesive that was mixed into the gum. The Flash is then captured by the Trickster!

The next morning, the Flash is chained to a chair with some sort of contraption on his head and the Trickster is dressed like the biggest quack since Dr. Duck. Wait, he didn’t unmask the Flash? Nurse Prank attempts to rectify this, but the Trickster threatens to kill her if she does (apparently his enemy is the Flash, not the loser under the mask)

The Flash asks what the Trickster’s plan is for him. Turns out James Jesse has seen A Clockwork Orange a few too many times and wants to try the reprogramming scene on the Flash. Prank tries to put the moves on the Trickster, but he treats her like a certain character he plays in the future treats his girlfriend...

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...well, maybe not quite so homicidal...

Back at STAR Labs, Megan’s beating herself up about getting Barry captured (not your fault) and pushing him away (OK, that one’s on you) Tina starts working on hacking a satellite signal to find Barry’s heat signature (I’m guessing digesting all that food does raise the body’s temperature...)

Meanwhile, the Trickster’s on the loose again on a rocket-powered moped (where does he get such wonderful toys? Oh yeah, he’s holed up in a toy store) and begins shooting up downtown Central City. Where’s the Flash when you need him?

Vandalizing everything the Trickster missed, of course! Murph and Bellows show up (was there no more mail to deliver in the prison?) and attempt to arrest Flash and the Trickster...

...but the Trickster blows up their car as they speed off.

A bit later, Harley Prank shows up and complains about being left out. I don’t really blame her, given she’s the one who broke Trickster out and supplied him with all his gadgets, but she needs to go forward a few years and see how the female companions of villains voiced by Mark Hamill get treated.

Meanwhile at STAR Labs, Megan figured out the Clarx Toys connection while Tina deduced that Barry had been brainwashed, and that she might have a way to reverse it...assuming the Flash holds still long enough to insert a syringe.

Tina, Megan, and Megan’s Trusty .38 decide to investigate the local Clarx Toys store and find Harley Prank tied up. Megan gets the Trickster’s plan from Prank, (putting the city on trial, whatever that means) but Prank escapes before Megan can stop her.

At the courthouse...

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Trickster runs to his rocket-powered moped and it blows up when he starts it (courtesy of Tina) Trickster is thrown by the explosion (obviously not that big or it would have been his last appearance. Wait...)

Then Harley Prank shows up in a Trickstered-out car carrier to help Mister J the Trickster escape. In the cab of the truck, Prank declares her love for the Trickster, while he laments about how badly he treated her...

...just before he pushes her out of the truck and into the waiting cuffs of Murphy and Bellows (guess they have a Special Delivery for the prison)

Flash is in hot pursuit, but Trickster releases the cars and detonates them, stunning Flash. Fortunately, he gets up and gives chase again, getting into the cab, but Trickster pulls out a bomb.

Gee, it would be a shame if the Flash was unable to simply grab the Trickster and run away before the explosion.

Oh, wait...he can!

James Jesse is given the finest padded cell Central City Prison has to offer as we fade out (oh yeah, and Megan and Barry made up. Yay)

Seeing these two episodes, I can see why he was chosen to voice the Joker.

And in case you were wondering, yes Hamill has voiced the Joker and the Trickster teaming up...to kidnap Mark Hamill! (note he voices a fourth voice in this short as well)

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#DC comics #The Flash #the trickster #John Wesley Shipp #mark hamill #i hate reruns #Fan Colored Glasses

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zoomingthroughthegalaxy · 3 years

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POV: Your name is Trickster, you are a shiny and are about to demonstrate why you shouldn't mess with the new medic as your batchmate is hunting you

POV: You are a sergeant now, you are an important asset of the guard and still, you find yourself as the example of why you shouldn't mess with the medics for the shinies.

#star wars #the clone wars #clone trooper oc #clone trooper harbinger #clone trooper Trickster #i finally draw Harbinger #been so long #and Trickster really is just out there being good at being a bad example for shinies #just sometimes #he takes his job seriously but once his shift is over he parks his braincells somewhere else for a while #my art #ale's star wars ocs #find me trying to get back into drawing and dying still during the process

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greentrickster · 7 years

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“Yeah, I’m not one of the front-line guys anymore, but I’ve seen enough battles to have some great stories! Sit down and I’ll tell you a few.”

Yamcha’s making friends!

#yamcha #dbz #clone troopers #strike a pose!#figures #guess who stumbled across the clone wars fandom while they were away #and came down with a major case of clone feels?#yeah - this trickster #tripper the trooper #smudge the trooper padawan

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dottiechan · 3 years

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Here for space Tinder! I would love a Clone ship (Clone Wars or BB) with some Spicy (I'm 25). She/her pronouns, demisexual, INFP, Hufflepuff, Toothless the Night Fury in female human form, Loki/Steve Rogers combo. I tend to be physically affectionate, have a broad sense of humor, mom-friend, bit of a trickster, lover of finding loopholes in unfair rules, enjoy being with people I love and care for, but also need my alone time (I am cat-like in that aspect)

Lol, okay, so, my space job. If during the Clone Wars: I would be an active advocate for getting Clones their rights and freedom (while using my Loki Charisma and Cap sense of humanity and morality. And speech giving ability) despite my social anxiety.

I would be glad to help the clones adjust to normal life. I would be living on Alderaan on a big plot of Land, the space mostly for the animals I foster.

The Troopers better be prepared to be spoiled Rotten. I am quite a mom-friend, and will mom them whether they want it or not.

If during the Empire: I would be actively helping Senator Organa in any way I can in sheltering "fugitives" (the Rebels) and keeping them safe. I will throw hands with the Empire at any given opportunity (verbally and physically).

Oh! And, if it could be done, I would have a chip removal Station in a secret room, so that I can save as many clones as possible!

(I am v v protective of the Troopers 🥰)

Hope that's enough! Thanks for your hard work! (Also, you look both beautiful and adorable in your Profile pic 😊)

(20/20) I ship you with Howzer!

Come and play Space Tinder with me!

18+ headcanons below cut (minors dni)

You probably have no idea who he is, but Howzer knows you; he knows your voice, knows your confidence when you speak up for something you believe in. As a public advocate for clones' rights, you're a favourite among Howzer's men. There's not much to do between battles on Ryloth, so often he and the boys will just tune into your speeches in the Senate over the holonet. It makes them feel more human, less expendable.

It makes Howzer think very different thoughts too about you. Maybe he has a little crush on you - so what? He wouldn't be the only clone in the GAR to pine after you, a person so understanding and brilliant. But when he receives an order to attend a Senate sanctioned inspection of the clone forces stationed on Ryloth, you're the last person he expects. He thought he'd be nervous, but he isn't. He is just so drawn.

You try to make a thorough report on the abuse clones have to endure all across the Galaxy, and Ryloth was just supposed to be another stop on the way. But it turns out to be so much more. Yes, you have been admired before by clone troopers. But you've never been caught up in an official interview turned conversation for hours, you've never felt this way about anyone, you've never been asked to give your holofrequency to someone so respectfully and yet so sweetly. Captain Howzer just has that effect on you.

You're both committed to your work, but you often speak. And soon the conversations turn more and more personal. You're friends, and then you're more than that. But you're very far apart, and it feels a little hopeless. When you finally manage to meet again next, months after your initial conversation, he straight up confesses being in love with you. You will be parted by life again, however, and wouldn't meet again until the Bad Batch sprung him from Ryloth after he betrayed the Empire.

Howzer tirelessly aids you in your effort to help the Rebellion, and while working together, you slowly rekindle those almost lost feelings between you. You know and love each other so much at this point that physical intimacy naturally and comfortably follows your reunion. You'll never find a more gentle partner - his devotion to you borders on being religious.

When the two of you get it on, he quite literally worships you, your body. He likes to take his time, so quickies aren't really his style. When he makes love to you, he wants to make sure you have the time to enjoy it thoroughly, to get lost in each other. Sex is a very special connection for you both, because it's about a lot more than just physical attraction. He'd never want to hurt you, but if you ask him nicely enough (and maybe pull on his hair a little) he can be a bit more rough with you.

#dottiechan ships #space tinder #captain howzer #the bad batch #nsft #I hope you like it love 💙#(also I know Howzer leaving Ryloth isn't canon but guess what I make the rules & idgaf. he deserved better)#(awww you're so kind! 💙 Ik I've changed my icon since but thank you!!!)#long post

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corrupt-fvcker · 4 years

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Friends (ARC Trooper Fives x fem!Reader)

Friends ( ARC Trooper Fives x fem!Reader Headcanons )

Warnings: angst, fluff, NSFW themes, enemies to best friends to lovers trope

Word Count: 2.7K

Author’s Note: i love fives so much,, he needs more content :,)

Fives never thought in a million years that he’d befriend you, much less harbor some sort of romantic feelings that he shoves down deep within his subconscious.

You — the only non-clone in all of the Grand Army that managed to snag the title of ARC trooper, while all the other humans were either Jedi, medics, mechanics, or deck officers.

In fact, he didn’t really want to like you at all.

You have an ego, and it wouldn’t surprise him for a second if you were just another rookie that was in over their head, looking at clones as if they’re numbers.

Though none of it really mattered because you weren’t assigned to the 501st legion, you’re part of the 104th and Fives figured that he could go on with the rest of his life without ever meeting you.

But then you get transferred, and the next thing Fives knows is that you have the nerve to sit next him on the gunship.

He doesn’t talk to you.

Doesn’t even really look at you unless his gaze his concealed by his helmet.

He notices that, yeah, you’re easy on the eyes.

Plump lips, hair that he wants to tug on, legs that he wouldn’t mind wrapped around his waist.

But then he reminds himself that he doesn’t like you–

No.

He can’t stand you.

He manages to avoid you, both on and off the battlefield.

Though he can’t help but notice that you’re not bad in combat.

You can handle yourself and usually take out quite a few clankers.

And he’s not the only one that notices.

All of his brothers are enthralled by you.

Of course, it’s Echo of all people that becomes your confidant.

Which Fives doesn’t like at all because that’s his best friend.

And Fives most certainly isn’t jealous when he catches you and Echo betting who can take out the most droids between the two of you.

Even though that was Fives and Echo’s favorite game.

And he’s about ready to swat you upside the head when you ask him if he wants to join the bet, like he wasn’t the one that came up with game to begin with.

But then you save his ass.

Literally rip the head off a clanker that had managed to sneak up on Fives while he was busy brooding.

So reluctantly Fives decides that he’s going to give you a second chance because he was absolutely sort of an ass to you.

Luckily, you’re used to the surly deposition of Commander Wolffe, so you don’t hate Fives for being so abrasive towards you over the past few missions.

So when Fives offers to trade ration bars with you because he somehow noticed that you don’t like the bantha-flavored supply bars, you accept with a polite smile and offer him the rest of the water in your canteen.

And from there it doesn’t take long for the two of you to become close friends.

Fives quickly learns that you are quite mischievous.

Sneaking out past curfew to have a few drinks at a dingy cantina.

Replacing Crys’ special conditioner with blue hair dye that perfectly matches the 501st armor.

Making cheeky comments just to watch even the mightiest of clone troopers blush like a schoolgirl.

It only takes about a month for Fives to realize that he likes you a little too much.

And everything just felt right when it was just you, Fives, and Echo spending time together in between missions.

But then the mission at the Citadel goes wrong, and it’s suddenly just you and Fives.

And to make matters worse, you were injured.

Fives had never ran so fast in his life, racing to medbay as soon as he finished his mandatory mission report.

As soon as he throws open the door to your room he notices that you’re crying.

He’s never seen you cry.

His heart aches at the sight.

And despite the better part of him knowing that he should keep his distance, he’s pulling you into his chest and holding you as you weep.

He cries too, missing his brother more than ever.

He’s not sure how long he holds you.

It felt like forever, yet he still craves your touch as he reluctantly pulls away.

You’re fast asleep, exhausted.

Your eyes are swollen and your plush flesh of your cheekbones are raw from rubbing at the tears that streaked down your face.

You don’t wake up when he softly presses an innocent kiss to your forehead.

The next time you see Fives, it’s midnight and he’s knocking on your door an entire week later.

Physically, you’re completely healed from the mission at the Citadel.

Unfortunately, you’re not doing so great mentally.

Neither of you are.

The grief that consumes you both swallows your pride whole, leaving you in his arms for the better part of the night.

Hours pass, the two of you sitting on the same couch Echo split a starcherry margarita during a rom-com movie marathon (Fives couldn’t even pretend that he wasn’t a chick-flick fanatic).

You’re legs rest on either sides of his thighs, your head lying on his collar. He’s leaning against the plush cushions of the couch, arms enveloping you.

Neither of you speak for a long while.

Just two friends indulging in the warmth and comfort the other has to offer.

“You okay?” You eventually ask hours later, quiet and uncertain. Voice timid like you’re afraid your words will break him.

The answer is clear.

No, I’m not okay.

But he doesn’t speak.

He doesn’t speak before he’s most definitely not okay and he’s quickly realizing that he’s going to lose everything he’s every cared about to his fucking war.

He lost Echo.

He’s lost parts of himself.

And he’s probably going to lose you.

You -- his best friend in the entire galaxy. The woman that never ceases to impress him, humble him. You, the crazy trickster whose smile steals the breath from Fives’ lungs and the thoughts from him mind. You, the one person in the universe that he’s loved so wholly that he doesn’t think he could ever convince himself to do otherwise.

He wouldn’t recover if he lost you.

He couldn’t recover.

His wounds will heal despite the pain he feels for Echo.

But never for you.

The cuts and bruises he gains from losing you will never fade or close, scarring his body permanently until life grows too painful to live.

He can’t lose you.

He prays that the Maker will answer his pleads.

Please don’t take her away from me.

He doubts the Maker is listening to some clone’s prayers so then turns to the Force.

Please keep her safe. Please keep her alive. I need her.

He’s not sure how the Force works and he’s certain that he never really will, but he prays to it nonetheless. He’d do anything if it meant keeping you by his side.

He makes a promise to himself, to the Force, to the Maker, and to Echo that he will spend whatever time he has left with you enjoying it to the fullest.

Because if you’re going to be ripped away from him by sunrise, he wants you to be in his arms until the sun peaks over the horizon.

“Fives?”

With a shaky breath, he brings himself back to the present.

Hesitantly, you lift your head from his chest, peering up at him through your lashes. The first thing you notice is how pale he is, his normally tan skin drained of color.

“Please talk to me.” I can’t bear losing you too.

The words slip from your mouth incredibly soft as you stare up at him, your face hovering only a few inches from his.

Fives tilts his chin down to look at you, moving impossibly closer.

You can feel his breath fan over your face and you swear that if you spoke your lips would brush against his.

“I can’t lose you too.”

His bottom lip brushes against your cupid’s bow when he speaks, and your heart stutters in your chest.

You blink, trying to remember how to form words. “You’re not going to. I promise.”

You both know the promise is useless. Neither of you have any say on whether or not the next mission will be your last.

Though you promise him anyways.

Your heart wrenches as you repeat yourself. “I promise.”

Fives surges forward with a gentle purpose as his lips collide with yours.

You freeze.

He’s your best friend.

You shouldn’t kiss him back, you should politely push him off of you and tell him that you don’t have any feelings for him.

It would save you both a lot of pain.

Falling in love during a war?

A tragedy waiting to happen.

“Please, sweetheart.”

You kiss him back.

Mirroring his passion with equally eager kisses.

His lips are unexpectedly soft, a pleasant surprise that causes you to hum absentmindedly in appreciation as his gloved hand gently cradles your jaw, tilting your chin upwards to deepen the kiss.

You lose yourself in Fives’ touch.

His tongue tracing your lips.

Your teeth dragging his bottom lip into your mouth.

His bare hands firmly running down your sides until his grip tightens around your hips, tugging you closer.

As blissful whimper scrapes from your throat, Fives forces himself to look at you, your swollen lips smacking as he pulls away.

“Fives,” you whisper as a shattered plea.

Fuck.

You’re stunning.

He could spend the rest of his days gazing into your lust-blown eyes and leave this universe content.

He leans forward, latching his mouth onto the smooth skin of your jaw.

It’s like fireworks exploding inside of your chest at the sensation, the coarse hairs that litter his face prickling your sensitive skin as his deliciously warm tongue dragging up the column of your throat.

You’re not sure where he learned to kiss like this, and you’re not really sure if you care.

But as you grind down into his lap, you realize that you’re willing to do anything to protect the man that you’ve grown to love.

He grunts at the sudden pressure against his crotch, jolting slightly before his teeth scrape the delicate skin of your collar.

“Need you,” you admit in a broken breath of a whisper, your head lolling back at the feeling of his lips marking your skin.

He’d give anything to make you happy, but the last thing he wants to do is rush and mess things up.

He doesn’t want you to fuck him out of pity or guilt and then pretend like nothing ever happened.

He doesn’t want to be your friend. He wants to be more.

His bare hands grasp the hem of your shirt, ripping his mouth from your neck to gaze into your eyes.

You whine because you feel like you’re going to explode if he doesn’t kriffing touch you.

But Fives would never take something that you weren’t willing to give.

“Can I?” He questions breathlessly, though you’re nodding your head before he can even finish his sentence.

He doesn’t realize that you’d let him do anything to you.

He yanks your shirt over your head, tossing it haphazardly over his shoulder.

His head dips down, lips pressing a sweet kiss to your sternum before sucking a dark mark into the flesh of your breast.

If he were anyone but himself, you would’ve been embarrassed by the pathetic noises you were making. But you remind yourself that Fives is your best friend and that you can trust him.

The warm cavern of his mouth is now latching onto your hardened nipple and biting softly as his hand is rising to toy with your other breast.

White hot bliss is creeping through your veins, flooding all your grief and worries, filling you up with a pleasurable warmth.

“So perfect,” Fives murmurs, tone burning with need as the amber pools of his irises are corrupted with a darkness you’ve never seen in him before.

Fuck, you love him.

You know that you do, perhaps you’ve known for a while.

Ever since you sat next to him on the gunship and he scowled, the tattoo on his temple wrinkling before he yanked his helmet over his face.

He was ridiculous, but you loved him nonetheless.

Maybe that was why you loved him so damn much.

His goofy smile made your heart stammer in your chest, even though everyone else seemed to swoon at how all his brothers would smirk.

He was brutally honest with the ones he cares about, sometimes to a fault that would make you want to pull your hair out when he says something awfully true in public aloud.

How Fives would drink a starcherry margarita and still look incredibly macho and sexy.

Yeah, absolutely ridiculous.

But you love him so damn much.

Fives pulls away with a soft pop, gazing into your eyes with such adoration that you thought you were going to melt into a puddle.

His thumb grazes the heated skin of your cheekbones and leans in. “I love you.”

He was precious to you, and you’d go any lengths to keep him safe.

Maybe that’s why you pull away.

Stumbling to your feet and tugging your shirt back on.

“Hey.”

Two strong, battle-worn hands gently grasp each side of your face and tilting up to meet Fives’ gaze. His eyes are swimming with worry and concern, though his steady hold on your face keeps you from avoid the unavoidable. “What’s wrong?”

You feel his thumb brush against your cheek, smearing something warm and wet over your skin.

You didn’t want to cry in front of him. Not when you’ve already hurt him this much.

“I- I can’t,” you sob, shaking your head but he doesn’t release his hold on you. “I can’t do this.”

His brows furrow, tattoo creasing. “You can’t do what? We don’t have to do anything you don’t want. We can take it slow.”

He’s trying to comfort you, but he knows his words aren’t helping as the tears heavily streak down your cheeks.

He already knows what’s coming.

Please don’t take her away from me. Don’t do this.

“Us,” you breathe out through cracked sobs. “I can’t do us. Not now.”

Love has no place on the battlefield, not when you’re both serving on the frontlines.

Duty will always be the death of love.

His eyes say the words that are caught in his throat.

You’re breaking my fucking heart.

You want him to hate you.

It will be easier for him.

When the day comes that a droid gets too close and you aren’t fast or strong enough, it’ll be easier on him.

He doesn’t deserve to have the one person he loves to die.

He wouldn’t be able to handle it after Echo.

But you figure that he might be able to handle losing someone he used to love.

Maybe he’ll luck out and hate you when the day comes.

Maybe then he’ll realize that everything you’ve done was to protect him.

Or maybe he’ll just continue to exist without you, the only person to ever break his heart.

“Please don’t do this,” he begs, his voice weak and broken.

You pull yourself from his grip, trying to ignore his own tears that are painting his face.

“I’m sorry,” you murmur, tilting your gaze to the floor. “I- I think you should go.”

Fives shallows thickly, unable to stop the tears from falling.

I can’t lose you.

He realizes that he already has.

You won’t. Your promise is just as empty as it was earlier.

You don’t move, not even when you hear your front door close and the sound his footsteps fade away.

Your arms are wrapped around your middle, trying to keep yourself from collapsing on the floor and bawling.

You try to convince yourself that you did the right thing.

Because it will always be easier to lose an old friend than to lose the love of your life.

#fives x reader #fives x you #arc trooper fives x reader #tcw #star wars #my writing #self insert #reader insert #fanfic #fanfiction #corrupt-fvcker #arc trooper fives #angst

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triscribe · 4 years

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Second batch, with the rest of the 501st kids:

Jinni is the third Skywalker kid, a bit more of a mix between her parents than her older siblings taking after one or the other. Just a strong in the Force as her dad, and probably gonna be nearly as tall, too ("I'm three years and two inches taller than these losers!"). Once again pulling from the amazing Tatooine slave culture headcanons of @fialleril , Jinni also has the Unfettered circle, the broken chain, the symbol of freedom. Inside of it is what most assume to be the firebird of the Alliance - but for her it's Tavekriti, the crafty red bird whose form was often taken by Ekkreth, the Trickster, the Slave Who Makes Free.

Like Jinni, Feather Firestorm is Anavikkan, a child of the desert. Her dad Hawk is a clone trooper, and her mother Ekriti is a zeltron woman freed from slavery on Tatooine during Anakin Skywalker's Reckoning. Feather goes all out with her symbols: the Unfettered circle, the twin suns, the three moons, and on her backplate is a big version of Leia the Dragon's Claws. She's bound and determined to be the fiercest pilot ever, and is well on her way despite being one of the youngest Torrent kids.

Atru Suncaller is the main character in my fic The Eyes of Dragons - half wroonian, freed from slavery as a child, and adopted by Captain Rex (thus dooming him to years of babysitting Skywalkers). He's got the Mandalorian jaig eyes on both his helmet and headband, along with Leia's Claws, the Unfettered circle, and the Amatakka letters spelling "nim", which means the power of agency and choice. He's a good, perpetually tired boy.

Sixer Tra'kemii is Fives and Echo's kid, saved as an infant, the last survivor of her refugee group. Their family name is literally a Mando'a translation of Skywalker; she's got her number on one pauldron and Uncle Rex's handprint on the other, along with the typical Torrent diamonds. Her greatest skill set lies with splicing, so she goes on stealth assignments more often than not (and actually manages to maintain said stealth, unlike certain parents *cough*).

Fun side note: when Anakin first met baby Sixer, she tried to bite at his fingers, prompting the words "Don't get snappy with me, little one!" Rex told his pair of ARC troopers immediately afterward they would definitely get to keep the kid x'D

(5-8 of 24)

#star wars #star wars the clone wars #fix-it au #fan fiction #star wars ocs #tatooine slave culture

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bloodilymerry · 4 years

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TCW rewatch

Season One

Ambush

How did Dooku know about the meeting with Katoonko? Did a certain Chancellor inform him?

Jedi Grandpa!

"See? See? Size matters not!" You know, it makes you wonder how many times Yoda got underestimated because he's tiny. Also, the giggle afterwards.

The resigned clones. Aw.

I will never stop finding it amusing how Yoda turns into a tiny bouncy zip ball of death in a fight. Trust Yoda to weaponize being a nuisance. Also, a beautiful example of deadly dodging

Aw. The part where Yoda talks with the clones about how different they are in the Force.

Also aw, Yoda and the birbs after the fight.

Also, also, Yoda is actually quite friendly to Ventress. When he's talking to Dooku there is something of an edge (not much, though), but with Ventress he's using the Trickster Mentor Voice. Maybe you should have surrendered, Asajj?

Clone tattoo count: 2

Rising Malevolence

Anakin, since when are you asking the Council for permission first? Are you secretly jealous of Plo Koon, or something?

Anakin telling Ahsoka to behave is funny, because it's Anakin.

You know, Anakin, you seem to be the only Jedi upset about Ahsoka speaking up. And don't think I didn't notice you Palpatine, making a pointed comment about how bold Ahsoka is.

Also, interesting contrast between Anakin insisting on finding the weapon being more important to cut to Plo Koon emphatically saying he values clone lives more than finding the weapon. Of course, it turns out that he meant to go look for surviviors ten seconds later, but nevertheless, interesting contrast.

Of course, Anakin decides to reinterpret orders. It's what Anakin does. And yes, he was always going to look for surviviors, but has it occured to you, Anakin, that you could have told Ahsoka that and not put her through all the worry? That was kinda shitty of you.

And here we have Plo Koon performing Peak Jedi Bullshit, by going on a walk on an escape pod in space to fight battle droids. And then doing a Fastball Special with a clone.

So, we have Yoda, Mace and Obi-Wan in camp "geater scope" and Anakin, Plo and Ahsoka in camp "save lives". It's interesting to note that it's one of the situations where both sides have a point. Saving the lives of the clones and Plo Koon is important! It's the right thing to do! But at the same time, Anakin and Ahsoka have a vital mission that they've taken a detour from.

Palpatine is doing subtle shit stirring, of course, by hinting most hintingly that Anakin's decision might be a costly mistake. And then immediately calling Anakin to tell them the Council is "furious" when they're actually concerned and kinda annoyed.

Anakin's reply that he came to save Plo Koon and no mention of clones is pretty telling.

Aw, Ahsoka sensing Plo Koon.

"We're clones, we're meant to be expendable." "Not. To. Me." <3

So, obvs, Anakin doesn't look completely great in this episode - but there's also the point that Ahsoka is his first child I mean padawan, so he was bound to make mistakes. He certainly teaches her about persistence and determination, but he also fails to trust her and reassure her. Equally, with the clones, they may not be his main concern when looking for survivors - he wants to find Plo Koon, because he's Ahsoka's friend first, but he also shows concern for them and care once they're on the ship.

Shadow of Malevolence

And now it's time for Anakin Has a Reckless Plan. Ahsoka and Plo caution him against it, but Anakin is certain it will work out.

Cute detail: Plo and Ahsoka note that Anakin inspires great loyalty in his clones by leading by example.

It's time for The Villains Will be Doing a War Crime!

Hello there Space Manta Rays! You look like you have a lot of teeth!

Oh Anakin. It's good that you eventually listened to Ahsoka and Plo Koon and did change your plan for one where it's not just you as the last man standing, because the clones aren't space wizards like you.

So, it's probably a good moment to note that Anakin's plan wasn't The Worst or anything like that--it does work with the changes suggested by Ahsoka and Plo Koon, and it might have worked even better if Anakin had listened to them from the start.

It's also an interesting point to see how being such a good pilot and so strong in the Force affects Anakin's judgement--it just doesn't occur to him that his baseline isn't the same as the Clones. It's not malicious, and it is understandable. It's a common human bias to think of the things that come easily to you as easy for everyone, when it doesn't have to be the case.

Destroy Malevolence:

Hello Padme!

I see Palpatine sent her right into the embrace of General Grevious. Damn it, Palpatine.

You know how people say that Luke is gentle and so on like Padme, and Leia is brash and aggressive like Anakin. Ahahahaha. Ahahahahaha. You know, the Padme who yelled at Anakin to continue shooting the Malevolence because she won't be a hostage? The Padme who rigged her ship to blow up and nearly took out Grevious?

Plo Koon once again points out Anakin is taking terrible risks. Obi-Wan apparently decided it's time for him to join the party. There was no mention of him taking terrible risks.

Padme and Anakin are being subtle. They're just missing a "we're in love" flag.

Hinty hint, huh, Obi-Wan?

Cutting off the transmission you don't like, Grevious?

And boom goes Malevolence

Rookies

Clone tattoo count: 2

Did the sergeant dye his hair and eyebrows to look like he's going grey?

Great acting there, infiltrator droids. You tried.

A+ acting there, Rex.

Hevy, no!

Downfall of a Droid

Anakin is Having a Reckless and Ahsoka Is the Voice of Reason once more.

Ah, this is the Anakin and Attachment Are a Problem episode. And also Obi-Wan could stand to be nicer about droids.

And here's R3, to whom Anakin will be mean, because he's not R2, but it's OK, because R3 is secretly a spy.

How to disguise a Jedi: put a poncho over your Jedi clothes. Don't hide anything else.

OK, Anakin isn't particularly mean to R3. And he does make himself look particularly incompetent.

I notice that both Grevious and the Trandshan sleezy droid guy have An Accent, unlike our heroes.

R2 is making a valiant escape.

R3 isn't even trying to pretend he doesn't want Anakin caught or dead, is he?

Not my favourite episode.

Duel of the Droids

Really Ahsoka. Don't be mean to Rex and have him carry around a droid.

And here we have Anakin and Ahsoka demonstrating that Jedi don't need parachutes.

R3 REALLY isn't bothering pretending not to be a spy. Like really really.

Ahsoka vs Grevious is going quite well for Ahsoka, so far.

Well, it was going well.

R2 defeats his Evil Counterpart. The day is saved! Anakin didn't learn his important lesson.

Bombad Jedi

Palpatine uses Concerned Grandpa Facade on Padme. It's not very effective.

Hello Jar-Jar. You're like Jaskier on steroids. Someone just needs to let you compose catchy earworms.

So, everyone looks reasonable for looking Jar-Jar behind, but this is one of this occassions when it turns out he's vital.

Oops. Padme gets to hear that the Republic isn't helping very much. (Although trusting the Trade Federation isn't exactly smart on Ono's part...)

Whose cloak could this be, hmmm?

Padme is sure having fun rescuing herself and pretending a Jedi is saving her there.

Yep, trusting the Trade Federation is a bad idea.

And this is why giant bug friends are good friends.

And we end on a Very Important Lesson.

Cloak of Darkness

Interesting little detail: Ahsoka is sent out with Luminara, without Anakin. This seems to be situation as normal, too, so Padawans were not expected to learn and work only with their Masters.

Famous last words, Ahsoka

And I think we see Anakin's influence on Ahsoka, when she threatens Gunray. Luminara shuts that down pretty quickly. It's also interesting that Ahsoka charges in despite Luminara having everything perfectly in grip.

On consideration, this might be one of the reasons why Jedi would send padawans to do stuff with other Jedi. It gives them the opportunity to notice anything of concern that the padawan's Master missed or messed up.

Hello Asajj. You're doing pretty well in this episode.

Poor Luminara. Ahsoka's inner Leroy Jenkins was very strong that day.

Luminara uses Taunt on Asajj. It's super effective.

You know, it's... interesting that the person who says that sometimes soldiers should disobey orders turns out to be a traitor. Not sure if like, given a. what happens later in SW and b. who exactly used the "I was just obeying orders" in RL.

And our traitor gets reward by a stabbing.

Luminara praises Ahsoka. Aw.

Lair of Grevious

Hello there, Kit!

Aww, Nahdar and Kit.

Clone Trooper: I'll blast the door! Nahdar: I will stab the door! Kit: Guys, let's just open it?

A statue of a warrior holding a head. All good and not creepy at all.

Hello there Grevious's masks. That is also good and not creepy.

And we have one of the earliest examples of the war taking toll on the Jedi with Nahdar's reaction to loss. He swears revange and says that the strong win, both of which aren't very Jedi sentiments, though they are understandable reactions. Which eventually gets Nahdar killed, since he decides to fight Grevious on his own.

And you know, it sucks that Kit and Nahdar don’t actually have a moment for Kit to be more supportive about this.

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Hi yes I can totally see the normal clones asking the FS! Clones to do force tricks or levitate stuff for them because seeing a FS!Clone is probably a BRAND NEW thing. You got your jedi, and then you got YOUR CLONE BRO WHO CAN LEVITATE SHIT AND USE THE FORCE.

Hey! Sorry it’s taken me so long to get to this, writing ability has been Non-Existent. I totally agree, though! Where there are those that are like “this is weird”, there will always be those who say “Yeah, but also AWESOME”, so have this. Once again, went a bit off-prompt and overboard, but hey, it be like that. Enjoy!

“Should we really be doing this?” Dogma asked, walking just behind his vode as they approached what the 501st was now calling the Training Grounds “I mean, the general said--”

“What the general doesn’t know won’t hurt him, Dogma,” Hardcase said nonchalantly, waving his hand in a dismissive gesture “Besides, what we’re doing isn’t necessarily dangerous, we’re just having a bit of fun.”

“Going against orders isn’t exactly my idea of fun...” Dogma muttered, but didn’t protest further as they entered the section of the cargo hold that had been transformed into what was, in essence, a safe place for the troops to practice their abilities. It was mostly empty at that moment, most of them having gone to get rest before they reached Coruscant so they had the most amount of energy to spend during their off time, but there was at least one trooper there.

“Hey Fives!” Hardcase called out, causing Tup, Dogma, and Oz to all flinch, as if the shout could’ve alerted Skywalker and Tano to their presence all the way down in the cargo hold “You got a sec?”

The ARC Trooper turned around, his face one of surprise, then confusion, then that look of happiness that held an almost trickster sort of quality to it. The kind of look he and Hardcase tended to share before shenanigans began.

“Why do I have a bad feeling about this?” Tup asked quietly, and Oz sighed.

“Because you have common sense, Tup.” Oz replied, and the group stopped.

“Well, look what the tooka dragged in!” Fives said, walking away from the worktable he had been standing at where... something sat, Dogma wasn’t sure what it was, more than likely a Jedi thing “What brings you to the 501st Temple on this fine day?”

“What, I couldn’t just feel the need to visit a brother and see how his training is coming along?” Hardcase asked in mock offense, and Dogma had to resist rolling his eyes. Fives looked up and down him, appraising the group, and then, completely deadpan:

“You want to see me do cool Force shit, don’t you?”

“Hey! We want to see you do cool Force shit.” Hardcase said, gesturing to the three younger clones. Dogma straightened slightly as Tup and Oz shifted, looking anywhere but the ARC Trooper, who only laughed.

“Can’t promise too much, I’m afraid. Rex is the one that knows how to really use it so far, most I can do is lift things and push other things. Not much else.”

“Yeah, well, the captain actually follows the general’s orders,” Dogma cut in, then adding under his breath “Unlike us, apparently.”

“C’mon, Dogma, live a little! Don’t worry,” Fives walked forward, placing a hand on the younger brother’s shoulder “If I say I was the one who invited you here to show you, I’ll be the one getting in trouble.”

“None of us would be getting in trouble if we weren’t doing this.”

“Listen, vod,” Tup said gently “If you’re really that worried about it--”

“Then just don’t participate,” Oz finished, crossing his arms “I’m not gonna miss out on this, though. Just think of all the uses it has! Both on and off the battlefield.”

Dogma opened his mouth, but then sighed in resignation, opting to sit on one of the nearby boxes that hadn’t been cleared out of the area yet. Taking that as the go-ahead from the resident Stickler, Fives and Hardcase were instantly in hushed conversation, and Dogma began to look around the place.

It was obvious that the place used to be a section of the cargo hold, boxes of various supplies scattered about, some used as tables, some smaller ones (like the one he was sitting on) being used as chairs. The lighting that, while not dim, was not bright enough to light up the area “properly”, and it made Dogma have to squint to see in certain areas. There were proper tables and chairs, like the worktable with the strange device on it, but the place itself was rather sparse otherwise. It was quiet, calm, and probably the perfect place to practice using the Force in secret.

Secret. That was the biggest thing that irked Dogma about this. Not the fact that they were clones training to be, well, not Jedi, but definitely something more than what Kamino had planned, not the fact that there were so few, yet so many at the same time, but the fact that it had to be kept a secret. Dogma didn’t do secrets well. Really, nobody in the 501st did, but the only person probably worse than Dogma was Fives, and even then, he had been able to keep his abilities a secret for so long, how long would it be before Dogma opened his trap and said the wrong thing?

Whatever was in charge of the Force should’ve kept its hands to itself, instead of spreading over his vode. Everything was so much more complicated than before, and it ate Dogma up. That, and how relaxed so many of them seemed to be with it.

He particularly mused on that thought as he watched Fives balance several boxes on top of each other by their edges, the tower teetering dangerously as Oz, Tup, and Hardcase watched, completely enraptured by the performance. Dogma couldn’t help but feel many things at once: worry, frustration, resignation, and, somewhere in his gut, he felt the tight coil of jealousy in his system.

‘The least the damn Force could’ve done was given it to all of us.’ He thought bitterly as the tower was dismantled, the boxes now just spinning idly just off the ground. He watched as Hardcase climbed on top of one, unsteady but eager, and let out an excited laugh as Fives made it fly around the room. Hardcase gripped the box for dear life, and, despite the image that made Dogma’s anxiety spike so bad he was worried he would have to go see Kix for it, both Tup and Oz did the same.

He watched the three fly around the room, far from graceful, laughing and screeching like they were cadets in the flight simulators for the first time. His eyes drifted to Fives, who, although he seemed at ease, was obviously in deep concentration, the effort of his actions causing him to scrunch his brow and breathe deep.

Dogma felt something twinge inside him, like a spark trying to light a fire, but to avail (an old memory, swept up in the wind). He pushed the feeling aside, and looked back up at his vode having the absolute times of their lives.

“C’mon Dogma, live a little!” The words echoed in the back of his mind, and Dogma sighed. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Fives must’ve sense Dogma’s change in attitude, because he saw a smirk appear on the ARC Trooper’s face, and Dogma yelped as the box underneath him jolted upward slightly, causing Dogma to shift his position so that he was holding onto it, his knees tucked underneath him.

Dogma couldn’t help it as he began to move around, he laughed, breathless. Hardcase said something to him, but Dogma couldn’t hear it over the blood rushing in his ears.

Maybe this wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

(Later, Kix would deny having seen any of them for box-flying related injuries, but they were all barred from the cargo hold for a week afterwards anyways.)

((“Worth it.” Hardcase said.))

(((”I hate you.” Dogma replied.)))

#clone trooper dogma #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper tup #clone trooper oz #arc trooper fives #swtcw #force sensitive clones #my writing #MY ABILITY TO WRITE CAME BACK FOR THIS #and then vomited these words out #whoops gotta add another clone to The List I Guess #messyspacespades

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fancoloredglasses · 5 years

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The Trickster (AKA Mark Hamill’s preview of the Joker)

(Thanks to TV Database)

Of the Flash’s Rogue’s Gallery in the comics, the top three in my opinion are Reverse Flash, Captain Cold, and Captain Boomerang (though the last is primarily due his comedic value in the pages of Suicide Squad). The Trickster might be near the bottom of my Top 10, but for the most part was off my radar. I mean, he always seemed to me to be a bush league clone of the Joker...and by the Joker I mean Cesar Romero, not Heath Ledger.

That was before Mark Hamill got a hold of him, and suddenly he’s my favorite.

Batman the Animated Series was still two years away when The Flash first aired, so Mark Hamill was still known primarily as Luke Skywalker, so when it was announced he would be playing the Trickster, it caused quite a stir. I mean, this was the last of the Jedi playing a footnote in the Flash’s history.

Hamill his the ground running (so to speak), showing not only he could do a dark sense of humor (Hamill admitted in an interview that Luke was the “straight man” while everyone else got to throw one-liners), but could easily slip into a “bad guy” role and hold his own. In fact, there are definite shades of his future portrayal of the Joker in how he played the Trickster. When I’d heard Hamill was reprising the character for the CW series, I cheered (and hoo-boy did he not disappoint!)

But enough about the present series, let’s go back to the 90s...and if you’re interested, Dailymotion has the episode available for streaming.

We open on private investigator Megan Lockhart (in episode 3 she found out Barry’s secret) as she desperately tries to contact Barry via cell phone (god those things were clunky back then...), but gets his answering machine. (that’s what people had before voice mail, kids!) Suddenly, an evil-looking magician named James Jesse appears at her car window and shatters it, grabbing for her.

Meanwhile, back in Central City, Barry and Tina settle in for movie night. Then Barry discovers Megan left him a message and runs off. A quick 150 mile sprint later, we switch back to Megan.

Jesse is performing in front of a group of...wax models? Corpses? Mannequins? A combination of the three? We’re not sure... Anyway, he rolls out Megan, trapped in a box. I’m guessing we’re about to see the “saw a woman in half” trick, only it won’t be an illusion. And Jesse doesn’t disappoint, pulling out a chainsaw as the opening credits roll!

As we return from the credits, the Flash arrives on the scene and pushes Megan out of the way before Jesse and make his fatal incision. Jesse rushes the Flash, but he deftly runs away

JESSE: Oh, a disappearing act, eh? I gotta learn how to do that!

Megan explains that she was involved in a simple repo job involving Jesse, but then he started after her. The Flash lets Megan to take the credit for the collar (as vigilantes aren’t exactly welcome), it’s revealed by the arresting state troopers that Jesse is wanted for murder in 5 states (which Jesse corrects to 6). As the troopers drive Jesse off, he declares his love for her (as if she didn’t have enough nightmare fuel from this ordeal). Flash asks Megan for a lift back to Central City (as a 150 mile run and a high-speed fight wiped him out)

Megan and Barry return to his apartment to discover Tina asleep (guess the movie wasn’t that exciting). One awkward conversation with Tina feeling like a fifth wheel later, she heads out. Another awkward conversation later, Megan’s in Barry’s bedroom and he’s on the couch (I’m not sure Barry and Megan have chemistry, but they have more than he has with Tina), which doesn’t last long as we tastefully fade out to...

James Jesse being taken to the state prison by the troopers who arrested him (and why is one in the back seat with a serial killer and no grate between the front and back seats on a modern (for the 90s) squad car?) while Jesse is begging to be brought to Central City so he can kill the Flash and “rescue” Megan. Jesse manages to escape his cuffs, knock out the trooper in the back seat, and uses his gun to kill the driver. He then drives off in the patrol car to an abandoned theatrical prop warehouse (we know this because it’s conveniently labelled as such) and breaks in to transform (well, quick-change) into...

THE TRICKSTER!

We cut briefly back to the Trickster as he transforms the patrol car into...

(Thanks to This Was Television)

THE TRICKSTERMOBILE!

(Fun Fact: In an interview around the time this episode originally aired, Hamill confessed he was gleeful about getting a Trickstermobile)

The Trickster emerges from his car to declare war of the Flash, then gets back in the car and drives off, leaving the statue (kinda) behind...with a bomb attached. (as in the cartoony kind with the black ball and fuse) Barry quick-changes and the Flash pulls the bystanders away before the bomb explodes.

Meanwhile, at the joke shop, the Trickster is doing a bit of shopping with his Five Finger Loyalty Card while waiting for the Flash to arrive. Once he does, the Trickster escapes to the Trickstermobile in a cloud of smoke. As the Flash runs after him, the Trackster drops about a thousand marbles, with the expected high-speed comical result (though a number of marbles became high-speed projectiles as a result. Hope there were no bystanders), spraining his knee in the process.

Back at the crime lab, Julio gives relationship advice to Barry (again...face it Julio, he’s a lost cause!) when an FBI agent named Endecott comes into the lab to discuss James Jesse. (you do know that’s Jesse in disguise, right Barry?) Jesse Endecott inquires as to Megan’s whereabouts under the pretense of placing her in Federal protection, but Barry says she likely doesn’t want it. Then Garfield comes in, calling Megan Barry’s girlfriend while ranting about the Trickster. Three guesses what will likely happen once they leave CCPD.

The Trickster left another explosive message for Megan and the Flash. Murphy and Bellows are approaching from a nearby alley. Bellows tells Murphy to change into the Flash. Murphy tells Bellow to cut the crap just before a snare trap pulls him skyward and a hidden boxing glove knocks him out and the Flash runs out from the shadows (not doing much to make your case Murph...) and defuses the fireworks at super-speed.

At Jesse’s hideout, Megan ID’s Endecott Jesse just before he asks Barry if his handkerchief smells like formaldehyde. He then distracts Megan long enough to knock her out.

JESSE: First the Flash, now this guy! How many rivals must I tolerate?

Barry wakes up to find himself suspended over a tank of water, and the Trickster ready to drop him. Apparently Barry’s been out a while, because not only has Jesse changed back into his Trickster tights, but also dressed Megan up as his sidekick “Prank” (get those lewd thought out of your head! This is a family show!) and tied her up too. “Prank” promises to be the Trickster’s sidekick if he lets Barry go, so he does...right into the tank! The Trickster and “Prank” make their exit, leaving Barry to drown! Once they leave, Barry struggles and vibrates fast enough to break his restraints and shatter the glass in the tank.

Back at Barry’s apartment, Barry and Tina discuss their (lack of) relationship. Once things are settled, they strategize how to handle the Trickster and hopefully save Megan. Barry figures the best way to fight chaos is with more chaos and makes a bunch of posters challenging the Trickster at the costume ball. Maybe Murphy and Bellows can hang them. That’s all they’re good for. Speaking of Larry and Curly, Murphy is apparently still out cold and suspended (how hard did that glove hit him? It’s been close to 12 hours by now) and Bellows sees Flash hanging the posters and tells Flash Murphy to go get ‘em. Then Murphy finally exits the alley, claiming he was shouting for help. So not only does Bellows not know how to look up, but he’s also deaf.

At the ball, Garfield is talking to the press when Murphy walks up in a Flash costume (that looks nothing like the actual Flash) and hams it up for the cameras. Very funny Murph, and very original! It’s not like half the attendees are dressed as the Flash. (oh wait, they are!)

Then the real Flash appears and whisks of the tray. Then the Trickster shoves a booby-trapped cake at the Flash, which explodes and then starts shooting exploding bullets at him (you are aware he can dodge them, right?)

During the confusion, Megan frees herself, only to be caught by the Trickster, (you should have just stayed put, Megan) but Megan has had enough and frees herself.

The Trickster tries to escape, but get caught in the middle of the Flash doing the toss-across juggling bit with candlesticks. The occasional toss clips the Trickster (at that speed you would think Jesse would get a few broken bones...) until he goes down.

Sorry for the lack of images, but the internet can only do so much. As a way to make it up to you, here’s Hamill lending his voice to a more kid-friendly Trickster...

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(Thanks to Princess Darkseid)

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