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eclec-tech · 1 year
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Now free of their inhibitor chips and cured of their rapid aging, Clone Force 99 and Captain Rex, accompanied by Ahsoka Tano and Echo's suddenly Force-wielding fiancée, Cayna, travel to Alderaan following a lead they hope will bring them to Tech's fiancée, Dr. Miran Threst. Unaware of their intentions and believing the approaching  Marauder is filled with a chip-controlled Bad Batch, Miran prepares a defense alongside Luvari Tulren, Crosshair's very pregnant wife, whose whereabouts and pregnancy are unknown to all of them, including the sniper himself.
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tup-ika-5385 · 7 months
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Knockout Chapter 8:
Chapter Summary:
Assessments are done and plans are made, but one thing becomes clear- they have to get off Kamino.
Fic Summary:
Six months after the trials of Umbara, Tup and Dogma are growing into themselves as well-established members of the 501st. Tup's been training more with Fives and Jesse, set on an ARC trooper promotion, and even Dogma has found a place in medical, where his intense focus and organization are both needed and appreciated.
While practicing for his medic exams, Dogma find some worrying abnormalities in Tup's numbers, making some worrying discoveries. As Tup's condition worsens, help comes from unlikely sources as Dogma, Kix, Fives, and Hardcase fight to discover the truth and save their brother.
Chapter 8:
After another hour in the Bad Batch’s barracks, Dogma had almost acclimated to the smell. Wrecker was doing a lot better, and Crosshair had settled in an uneasy truce, still not trusting this many regs in their barracks, but much less likely to be a threat. Dogma guessed that neither of them liked feeling useless when their brothers were in pain. 
Fives had finally briefed Dogma, Hardcase, and Patch on their current situation after Patch had done a few assessments on Tup, and Dogma’s head was still reeling. Technological components– inside his brother’s head?! Suddenly, the Kaminoan’s response was starting to make a lot more sense, except… when did it get there? 
As batchmates, Dogma and Tup had probably never been separated for more than a day, before their deployment, and even then, something like brain surgery would be pretty hard to hide, even if Tup were trying. And it still didn’t explain the other medics’ reactions, so eager to hunt down a brother without explanation– and an injured one, at that.
Dogma shook his head; he’d go crazy trying to figure it out on his own, especially with his current sleep deficit. Fives had already conked out, sprawled out on the ground like he was still in the middle of a campaign. He’d definitely slept in worse, and Tup hadn’t been far behind him, but Dogma knew any efforts to sleep right now would be wasted, so instead he settled in next to patch and Kix, listening to them go through the assessment results. 
“So, after having Tup do a modified version of the WCPA, and a couple physical assessments, I’d say that physically, he’s well on the mend, and will probably be fully recovered in about a week. He might have some residual balance issues and need more sleep than usual, but he’ll be alright. Mentally, there’s a couple things we’ll have to keep a close eye on.”
He paused, looking towards Dogma, “You remember what we talked about with executive functioning, right?”
“Yeah, it’s starting tasks, planning, and follow-through, right?” Dogma confirmed, relieved to know that his training was already coming in handy.
Patch nodded, “That’s right, and it’s something that Tup’s having some trouble with, right now. The assessment I used had him practice scheduling appointments, training, the like. I asked him certain questions about two and five minutes in, which he’s supposed to ignore, according to the instructions at the beginning, and he was told to let me know when seven minutes had passed, according to the chrono I set up. During the assessment, he scheduled everything correctly, just a bit longer than average, which could’ve easily been exhaustion, but was easily distracted when I asked him questions, and forgot the seven-minute marker entirely.”
He paused before continuing. “There were also a few times, outside of the regular assessment where I noticed he’d have more emotional responses than normal. Correct me if I’m wrong, but Tup never struck me as someone with a hair-trigger anger response.” At that, he looked at Dogma, who shrugged sheepishly. 
Tup had overheard one of Crosshair’s more caustic comments, asking, “What kind of a name is Dogma, anyways?” and hadn’t thought twice about jumping to Dogma’s defense almost aggressively, at least until his eyes started tearing up, and he’d flushed in humiliation. No harm had been done; Dogma could handle a blunt question or two, but seeing the distress on his batchmate’s face had worried him more than a little.
“He’s always been protective of me, but… his restraint is usually a little better, and the tears are unusual.” Dogma commented quietly, eyes trailing down to find his batchmate still fast asleep, taking comfort in watching his chest rise and fall. Sure, Tup used to cry a lot as a cadet, but Dogma hadn’t seen this many tears in a while– not since they were still in their cadet blues, rather than the reds given out to older cadets.
Patch nodded in understanding, rubbing his face tiredly as he talked. “With the brain, there’s a lot of stuff we just don’t know, but it’s likely that he’ll keep having difficulties.”
“For how long?” Dogma asked before he could stop himself.
“Could be a week, could be a month… could be a lot longer than that. It is something we can help with– there’s lots of mindfulness strategies and coping strategies he can learn to use, to give him a little more time to process his emotions. And for the other stuff, he’ll probably need reminders, check-ins, probably not too different from what you’ve already got set up for a couple other vode in the 501st.” 
Patch smiled, looking back to where Hardcase and Wrecker had settled after wearing themselves out. Even before Umbara, Rex and the other commanding officers had already made a habit of sending short written mission briefings to a couple vode mid-mission, Hardcase included, for those who needed a little more help remembering the specifics, and it wouldn’t be too hard to add Tup to that list. 
“He’s got a good support system, and I’ll always be available over comm to make suggestions about what might help, but it’ll be a while ‘till we know more about what he needs.”
Glancing back at Kix, Patch asked, “Do you still have that, uh, tumor? I didn’t get a good look at it earlier.”
Kix nodded, reaching into his utility belt and handing it over with a grimace. “Still can’t believe this was inside of him– makes you wonder what the Kaminoans had planned for it, after Dogma’s unplanned adventure in medbay.”
At that, the group sat in still silence, at least until they were interrupted by Tech. “Is that an inhibitor chip?”
Kix’s eyes widened, “What?”
“An inhibitor chip– they’re utilized by the Kaminoans for behavioral modification. We all have one.” Tech replied, looking bored. “Or, at least, I assume we all have one, but given our deviant nature–”
“That must be why the other medics were acting strange!” Dogma exclaimed before glancing back at Tup to make sure he didn’t wake him. “Nothing else would make sense– medic’s don’t just–”
“Perhaps not in your experience, but I would hesitate to insist that these troopers were not just… following orders.” Tech responded, all-too-familiar with regs responding less-than-kindly to those deemed different; a descriptor that now included Tup, apparently.
His words stirred another memory of Tup, half-conscious and mumbling, “good soldiers follow orders,” prompting another question. “Exactly what behaviors do these chips modify, then?” ‘And why didn’t it work on me?’ Dogma wondered to himself.
“Yeah, I’d like to know that too,” Fives chimed in, having woken up from his lothcat-nap, carefully sliding out from under Tup. “Cuz when I looked for information on this so-called ‘inhibitor chip,’ I got nothing– not even a mention or a scanned image, ‘cept the one we pulled from Tup.”
Tech frowned, rocking a bit as he thought. “I am not sure. I did not pursue that line of thought when I first learned of the chip, but I believe I have the data saved somewhere.” He said, before beginning to search through his mountain of datachits and detritus for the second time that night. Hunter looked like he was about to argue for a moment– he was probably the only reason there was a walkable path in their barracks at all– before relenting, just as curious as the rest of them.
“Here it is!” Tech called, pulling out a datachit that looked identical to the others, but with the numbers 02-157 written on the side; it wasn’t an organizational scheme Dogma recognized.
“The file itself was encrypted, which is why I didn’t choose to open it before– doing so would likely alert the Kaminoans, and it’s possible that it would display the datapad’s location as well, so I would wait until you were off-planet to do so.” He cautioned them with a warning look before handing the file over to Fives. 
“We’ll keep that in mind, thanks vod.” Fives gave him a grateful nod, glad to be doing something. 
“That brings us back to our current predicament, though. We can’t stay here, as grateful as we are for your hospitality,” Fives paused, addressing Hunter, who nodded. “But with Tup’s current condition, stealth’s definitely the better option. Even if we get to a hangar, I’d be shocked if they hadn’t already locked down everything with hyperspace capabilities.” He put a hand on his chin, thinking.
“Actually, we might not need one– a ship with hyperspace, I mean.” Patch offered with a grin. “The 104th should still be in-orbit… it wouldn’t be hard to rendezvous with them and get a different ship– maybe even learn more about this chip while we’re at it.”
“Good plan,” Fives grinned in return. “Speaking of which, I should check back with AZ– last I heard, he was looking into potential insertion dates for the, uh, chips.”
With that, he got out his comm and called the droid. “AZ! What’s the status on those scans you were taking?”
“Oh, hello ARC Trooper Five-s!” A cheery metallic voice called, and Crosshair rolled his eyes from where he’d been listening in. “I have been ordered to report to the maintenance bay for a system wipe, but I shall transmit the data to you at once. One moment please.”
“What?!”
“It appears that the Kaminoans do not recognize the social-emotional benefits of doctor-patient confidentiality, and took offense when I did not share the identity of Patient Tup.”
Fives sighed, “Yeah, that doesn’t surprise me. I don’t get how you can be so chipper about it– if I was being reconned, I’d be furious.” After all, it was nearly the same thing, and the little med-droid had started to grow on Fives, like some kind of invasive fungus.
AZ-3 hummed. “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have human emotions– but I do not!” He replied cheerily before something beeped. “The data is now transmitted.”
Kix’s datapad buzzed, and the medic nodded that the data had been received. “It confirms what we knew; that all troopers past tubies have one of these chips. But I still wanna know who has control of them. Nala Se, obviously, but who else?”
“Can’t be anyone good, if they’re trying this hard to keep them a secret. This is starting to smell like a Separatist plot to me.” Fives frowned, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. Sure, call him paranoid, but since Umbara, it didn’t take much to make him doubt other’s motives, and he’d never trusted the Kaminoans much in the first place.
Turning to Tech, he asked, “Tech, could you– is there any way to change AZ’s–”
Tech hummed an affirmative, tapping away at his datapad. “Already done. The system will register the droid as already having been wiped– assuming its number is the same one registered to that comm device, and it should be free to return to its duties.” He said, adjusting his goggles. Hunter might not like it when he intervened, worrying he’d get in trouble with the Kaminoans, but Tech found great satisfaction in disrupting the Kaminoan’s plans, even just a little.
“Hear that, AZ? You should be good to go. Take care of yourself, yeah?”
“Care is not required, as I am a droid. Goodbye!” AZ-3 replied, cutting off the comm channel abruptly, earning a weary chuckle from Fives. “Yeah, he’ll be fine.”
He turned towards Hunter and the rest of the Bad Batch, who had already done so much to help clones who were practically strangers to them. “I know I have no right to ask this of you– you’ve already done so much to help us, to help Tup, and we couldn’t be more grateful. I know us ‘regs’ haven’t treated you well in the past, but you and your squad have treated us with kindness we haven’t earned. If you ever need anything, you are welcome with the 501st anytime.” 
He drew himself up into a firm salute, which was mirrored by the other conscious troopers– Hardcase and Tup were still fast asleep. Hunter nodded his head in acceptance, giving them a rare smile. “I’ve gotta say, it’s been nice spending time with regs who aren’t about to throw down with one of my brothers.” 
He glanced at Crosshair for approval, knowing if he didn’t, he’d be hearing about it for the next month. Thankfully Crosshair shrugged, glancing at the regs as if to say, ‘Whatever gets out of my space soonest,’ so Hunter turned back to Fives.
Despite a few bumps in the road, this was probably the most peaceful interaction his squad had ever had with the regs– and these ones actually saw them as vode, which was parsecs above what he could say for most of the shinies still on Kamino. “Now, what did you say you need?” Unfortunately, the Marauder was still undergoing repairs after their latest mission, so they couldn’t just give them a ride.
Fives grinned. “We could use a distraction…”
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Turns out, the Bad Batch had a plan for exactly that, and within ten minutes, their squad was heading towards the nearest hangar completely unobstructed. With the combination of Tech’s computer skills, Crosshair’s pinpoint accuracy when it came to identifying and shutting down cameras, and of course, Wrecker’s ability to draw attention wherever he went, it wasn’t long before they were in possession of a small ship that wouldn’t be missed for 24 hours. 
They were home free– assuming they didn’t crash along the way.
“I thought you said you knew how to fly!” Patch yelped, his face a ghastly shade of green as he tried to keep his breaths even as he resolutely refused to look out the viewscreen. His aviophobia had gotten a lot better since his posting with the 501st, but this– he cursed as Hardcase made another loop and a muffled “Oops,” could be heard in the cockpit– was not flying.
“I’ve flown before!” Hardcase shouted back, dodging the last of the sensor arrays as they made their way up into the atmosphere. He twisted the ship around a few more times for good measure, hoping to keep the Kaminoans off their scent, and Patch’s heart stuttered with every jerking movement.
“Umbara categorically does not count!” Dogma griped, inclined to agree with Patch. The sooner they were back on firm ground, the better.
“I mean I’ve practiced some with the General, he’s been helping me to–”
“Watch the controls!!!” Kix cried in despair as Hardcase pulled up on the brakes and they definitely left a mark on the 104th’s hangar floor.
“I’ve got it, I’ve got it!” Hardcase called as the ship came to a full and complete stop, probably smoking a little bit, but otherwise in one piece. “There!”
Kix let out a relieved sigh, clutching his chest. “Remind me to never fly with you again, vod.” He said before walking out the exit ramp, giving a hand to Patch when his legs shook, still looking more than a little green.
“You good, vod?”
Patch let out a slow breath, only just managing to hold down his rations while he nodded. He wasn’t usually one prone to space-sickness, but at least he had an excuse for not noticing their audience until he nearly ran into Commander Wolffe. “Easy there, Patch.” 
“Wolffe!” Patch brightened immediately, leaning in to clasp his brother’s wrist, receiving a hearty thump on the back.
“It’s good to see you, vod. Welcome home.” Wolffe rumbled softly, drawing him in.
Patch choked up a little bit, responding just as quietly. “It’s good to be home.”
It’s been more than a year since he was back with the 104th, and even with everything else going on, it meant so much to be here– and to be with his brothers again, so he took a moment to settle in Wolffe's firm grip before pulling away. 
He glanced around, noticing their little welcoming party included most of the Wolfpack, as well as General Koon.
“Thanks for letting us crash here, General.” Hardcase joked, watching as the landing crew gave the ship one last spray with a fire-extinguisher. “We’ve heard a lot of good things about you, sir.”
“You are most welcome, young Hardcase. It is an honor to meet Patch's brothers from the 501st.” General Plo offered, smiling under his mask as he greeted the group. “Come, I hear we have much to discuss.” He said, beckoning them forward so they could share what they learned.
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papanowo · 2 years
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sometimes when the 501st/212th have downtime they turn down the artifical gravity on the ship for funsies. yes this is canon actually mr filoni told me himself
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Fives, calling Anakin on Umbara: Mom can you pick me up I’m scared.
Anakin: Fives-
Fives: All our men keep dying.
Anakin: I-
Fives: And Krell is being mean to Rex.
Anakin:
Anakin: Guess I’m starting my villain arc early.
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mwolf0epsilon · 1 year
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Rex, arms crossed and foot tapping impatiently on the floor as he scolds Tup and Dogma: I'm very disappointed in you boys, I'd expect literally anyone else to start a fight in the mess...
Dogma, looking just about ready to cry because Rex is mad at them: We're sorry sir... A disagreement got out of hand. It won't happen again.
Tup, in disbelief: Disagreement? Last I checked, having your bucket taken from you and dumped in the trash by some di'kut isn't a disagreement! It's bullying!
Dogma: Tup!
Rex: While I agree that the other troopers behaved poorly, you shouldn't have started a fight. It disrupted early meal and damaged one of the cafeteria droids.
Tup: Yeah, well sir have you ever heard the old saying 'He who never sinned cast the first stone'?
Rex, confused: Yeah...?
Tup: Well I've never bullied another brother, so I threw an entire chair at the motherfucker.
Rex, shocked: TUPPERWARE.
Dogma, jaw dropping at both Tup's crass statement and Rex's startled exclamation: ...
Tup: I'm right and you both know it!
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zealfruity · 7 months
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I've been thinking about this. Nonstop. For days.
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sailorkamino · 11 months
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ice breakers with torrent company
you: lets play a game called smash or pass
hardcase: we get to break stuff?
you: no dear, smash refers to fuck
rex, choking on rations: what!?
you: lets start with droids! what about an astromech?
fives, with no hesitation: smash
torrent company: [stunned silence]
fives: why didn't you guys answer?
echo: i think you should stay away from r2 from now on
fives: IM NOT SEXUALLY ATTRACTED TO R2D2, ITS JUST A GAME
obi-wan:
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sev-on-kamino · 1 year
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Hardcase: *in the med bay for another stupid stunt*
Reader: *looking at Kix* I’ll be court martialed, if I kick his ass, right? Like straight to jail. I’m done for?
Hardcase: *looking concerned*
Kix: Yeah, it’s pretty much an automatic guilty verdict…
Hardcase: Thank the Maker.
Reader: *sighs heavily*
Kix: But only if there are witnesses. Clear the med bay please!
Hardcase: What the kriff, Kix?!
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eclec-tech · 2 years
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He saw the light of the explosion. He felt its heat. He knew his body would be incinerated instantly. So how was it that he was now back on Kamino hearing Nala Se's voice?
Being alive isn't an easy thing to live with.
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bibannana · 2 years
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*Hardcase was knocked out on a mission and wakes up in the medbay*
Hardcase *blinded by an over head light and can only see a vague figure over him*: Maker? Is that you?
Kix *running on -4 hours sleep, 6 cups of caff and spite. Completely deadpan*: Yes
Fives is on the floor wheezing
Echo is trying to hold Fives up (it did not work)
Jesse is wondering why he was worried, Hardcase sounds fine to him
Rex is too tired to correct Kix
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squidsponge · 1 year
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Sims 4 CC: Ahsoka's Siege of Mandalore Outfit and Knight Lekku
Did I despair, curse Blender, and spend countless hours working on Ahsoka's Siege of Mandalore outfit, which was the winner of this month's patron poll? Yes.
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Did I cry? No. Do I want to count the hours I actually spent on this? Also no.
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Did I declare victory over my computer out loud at six in the morning as though there was any real winner here? I don't think that needs an answer.
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I'll be tweaking the mesh over the next few weeks while cursing the skies. The final version will be in the public release :)
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Ahsoka's Siege of Mandalore Outfit - DOWNLOAD
Basegame compatible, Batuu enabled
New full body mesh
All LODs
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Public on May 18/23, 4:00PM EST
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Ahsoka's Knight Lekku - DOWNLOAD
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Public on May 18/23 at 4:00PM EST
If you missed Rex's armor, you can grab it here now, and I will be releasing a maxis match Star Wars eye set sometime in May when it's finished. I post updates under the Squid's CC tag and you can find all of my downloads using the link in my bio :)
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i've been making my friend watch clone wars for the first time, and we were watching the umbara arc and she told me hardcase was one of her favourite clones so far and i had to just sit there like
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saggitary · 2 years
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Clone Tattoo Headcanons
Yes so now I’m thinking about this and so I thought I’d stare my thoughts! (I also have mentioned a few of these in fics so I thought I’d just explain it here)
Universal 
All the clones have their CT or CC number on their wrist
I am pretty sure the Kaminoans can’t tell them apart or don’t care enough to do so but if they have their number right there on their wrist then they automatically know which clone is which
Many troopers chose to get a cover up over their number but others don’t
When a clone joins a battalion they get a band of their battalion’s color
Like the 501st has a blue band on their left bicep, the Coruscant guard has a rad band around their right forearm
The 104th had a maroon band around their tricep but after Malevolence the survivors got two gray bands on top and bottom of the maroon.
Jesse
obviously his big ass Republic cog tattoo
He 100% got that while absolutely shit faced drunk but the only one that knows this is Fives. Kix had wanted a night off and Echo was recovering from an injury so Fives and Jesse went out drinking together
Jesse absolutely will never admit that he was drunk when he got the tattoo and Fives will never tell anybody he was because then Jesse would tell everyone about the embarrassing Fives also got while he was also shit faced
Jesse definitely has a sleeve on his right arm that is starting to extend to his chest and shoulder
It consists of imagery from planets they’ve visited on campaigns and also contains tributes to his fallen brothers
He has a small blue tattoo mimicking Hardcase’s face tattoos in the sleeve, he has a handprint somewhere near his elbow, and he also has a small 5 hidden in there somewhere as well
Fives
obviously his 5 tattoo on his temple
He has a simplistic style Z-6 Rotary blaster on his tricep as a tribute to Hevy (Echo has the same design)
He and Echo got 99 tattooed on their back right side to honor 99
He has a detailed krayt dragon skull on his back
He has the words ‘call me captain’ on the inside of his left arm (definitely wasn’t drunk)
After the citadel Fives got a small handprint tattooed where Echo’s handprint had been on his own armor
The tattoo that he will never speak of is a replica of one of the 212ths ship nose art depicting Commander Cody in a twi’lek dancer pose, complete with the bare legs and over exaggerated proportions.
And its on his left ass cheek.
Jesse has a picture of this tattoo and will use it as blackmail
Echo
he also has the same Z-6 rotary blaster design but its on his right thigh
He has a detailed Rishi eel down his spine to honor Cutup
He has a matching 99 tattoo with fives 
After joining the 501st he got a skeleton handprint on his chest under where Rex’s handprint is on his armor
definitely has his favorite reg manual protocol tattooed somewhere, but its not the whole protocol, just the number (its order 69 because he things its absolutely hilarious and he was a little drunk)
He as the words “or call me sir” on the inside of his left arm (definitely wasn’t drunk)
after he is rescued from Skako minor he gets a 5 tattooed over his heart
On his left arm he gets 4 dominos, 1/0-5/0 but the 3rd domino is missing because that was his number in their squad
Under his 501st blue band he gets a new red and black band for his new squad
Hardcase
obviously his cool blue face and head tattoos, oh and those extend down his back and arm where the line turns into his 501st blue band
he has his favorite rotary blaster tattooed with a name banner and flowers around it on his right arm
The name is Jennifer because he names his blasters
he would probably get a quote he really likes on his forearm
Rex
he has a tribute to all his closest brothers down his right side
handprint for Echo, 5 for Fives, blue for Hardcase, lightning bolts for Kix, republic cog for Jesse, tear drop for Tup, V for Dogma, Wolffe pack symbol for Wolffe, red band for Fox, Bly’s yellow face markings, etc
he has a script tattoo on his side from an old mandalorian story that Jango told the cadets when they were young, Cody has the same script as Rex
he got the Fulcrum symbol after Malachor 
Let me know if you want to see anymore!
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rexsterss · 2 years
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This is very ‘everyone lives and no one dies’ kind of au that I’ll be pressing on more frequently
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zealfruity · 8 months
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Peacefully imagining Hardcase as a genderfluid lesbian metalhead. Bet they work at a flower shop or a lovely bakery.
I think that would be great.
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sunshinesdaydream · 1 month
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What would your favorite date with a clone look like?
Favorite date with a clone? Well obviously it’s going to be Hardcase. Probably a day at a theme park would be it.
Assuming that we are in the Star Wars universe and we can’t go to my favorite one because a Star Wars version of Batuu? What would that even be?!
We would go to space Universal Studios &/ Islands of Adventure. Just a day playing and going on rides?
Even better would be going to Halloween Horror Nights. Going through the houses, taking selfies in the scare zones, trying the yummy and sometimes weird foods they have. That’s it! My kingdom to have a night at HHN with Hardcase and ghoul juice.
Honorable mentions: Renaissance Faire or Beach Day!!!!
Anons are still open for random questions😁
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