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limnsaber · 7 months
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Thinking about Din Djarin “the sword means nothing to me or my people” and Tarre Vizsla, who made the saber to be anything but a symbol of Mandalorian kingship
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phoenixyfriend · 2 years
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I think we're due for a reincarnation AU. I love reincarnation AUs but I'm not sure WHAT to do with the Star Wars universe when I mostly hang out in the prequels.
Only thing coming to mind is that Bo-Katan has an oops baby (with Pre? IDK they got drunk and did the do) and hey it's the reincarnation of Tarre himself and boy is he disappointed in what his clan has been doing.
(Baby brain means he does love his mama, but like. Girl. Come on.)
Please just imagine Bo and her Force Sensitive, deeply strange, overly mature toddler.
(Tarre has a hard time convincing anyone he's the real deal. For obvious reasons.)
I think he kidnaps his own mother (and his magic sword) to the New Mandalorians and Auntie Satine so he can ask her to contact her Jedi ex. I don't know that Tarre would approve of everything happening on New Mandalore, because we don't know enough about him, but he is a former Jedi, so I'm pretty sure he's by default more on board with them than with Death Watch.
I'm imagining him being like... five. Pre-war, Satine didn't even know Bo was alive until she was delivered right on Satine's doorstep. Tarre still has a lisp, because his teeth haven't all come in yet.
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chipthekeeper · 1 month
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High Republic fans, who's the number one character that definitely won't be shown/named in The Acolyte but would completely melt your brain (positive) if they were?
I'll go first: Hedda Casset
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count-doodoo · 5 months
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"you know a lot about star wars"
OH YOU HAVE NO IDEA SIR. WE HAVEN'T EVEN GOTTEN ANYWHERE NEAR MY BLORBO GLUP SHITTO.
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visasmarr · 1 year
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tarre vizsla lived and died a jedi thus the darksaber is the weapon of a jedi, stolen from its temple, desecrated for generations by war and conquest
it is a stolen relic mythologised to propagate the rule of a single family
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direwolfrules · 1 year
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Another Mando Time Travel AU (I Don't Know What This Is This Started As A Totally Different AU We Don't Even Get To The Time Travel Till The End)
Tarre Vizsla's relatively peaceful afterlife is rudely disrupted by one Jaster Mereel. Now every time the Ka'ra meets, Jaster's always talking about his son.
It only gets worse after Galidraan, and honestly, Tarre can sympathize. He too would curse up a storm if his entire movement was slaughtered and his son sold into slavery. He actually did perform some of the more colorful acts of vengeance that Jaster describes, all those years ago when he was crude matter, and the Sith had kidnapped his padawan. It was part of what had made him leave the Order, once the Sith had been defeated. The shame of those moments of raw, unadulterated violence, the whispers in the halls that perhaps he was simply too Mandalorian...they had followed him since he was a babe in the creche, but towards the end they had grown in number and volume.
Then one day, Jaster starts cursing Jango's name. It honestly shocks Tarre enough that he breaks his most important rule: not engaging in conversation with Mand'alor the Ridiculously Loud. He's curious, sue him.
(Inside his head Tarre cannot help but chuckle, because his master had often said his curiosity would be the death of him. Now that Tarre was dead, would it be the life of him? He doesn't know. All he knows is his friend Fay would have groaned at that poor excuse for a joke.)
Turns out Jaster's son, his precious boy, his poor, brutalized child, has decided to help in a Sith plot that would see the Jedi destroyed, all for the low price of millions of enslaved sentients.
Tarre – who avoided looking at the affairs of the living after his descendants sacked Coruscant and stole the Darksaber from the Temple where he left it, turning his tool for peacekeeping into a weapon of war and giving the anti-Mando factions in the Senate all the ammunition they needed to unleash the Dral'Han – tunes back in. He's horrified by what he sees.
He can't help but watch as the Clone Wars wages through the galaxy, as Manda'yaim is subjugated by the Empire, as Mando'ade are so brainwashed by the Sith (and oh how it burns, that the ancient enemy managed to slip through their fingers all those years ago) and their propaganda that they build the very weapons the Empire turns on their fellow verde. His brief moment of jubilation at seeing the Mandalorian rebellion nearly succeed is crushed by the Night of a Thousand Tears.
It's horrible, and made even worse by the realization that out there in the darkest edges of the galaxy, hidden away like the spider-roaches they are, the Sith survive. They had devastated his people, both his peoples, and they had survived with plans to do it all over again.
The Ka'ra meets more frequently now than anytime in Tarre's memory since the Dral'Han. Or the first Dral'Han, he supposes.
Things had gone so wrong, the Manda was full of souls who had lived too-short lives and the Force was constantly screaming in pain. Mandalore, Geonosis, Alderaan, Serenno, all were devastated by an ill-tempered madman high on the pain he caused and his army of sycophants. That much needless, senseless death leaves lasting scars on the fabric of the galaxy.
"If we could go back and fix it all..." It's Mandalore the Binder who says it. Harswee's greatest native son had been silent since the burning of his homeworld's fields. Where once there had been herds of wooly-nerfs and banthas grazing without care, now there was only blackened ash. To hear him speak now in that rumbling, gravely drawl of his...they cannot help but all pay attention.
It's a simple statement, one that most of their number had been thinking, but never said aloud. What was the use in longing for the impossible?
But then, Tarre thinks, is it really so impossible?
Tarre's curiosity would be the death of him, his old master used to declare, before indulging his inquisitive padawan's bad habits. Sometimes, such indulgences led to Tarre and his dearest friend exploring long abandoned Temples with little to no supervision. And in one of those Temples, there had been holocron upon holocron dedicated to the study of Time and it's relation to the Force.
It was Fay who put together the fragmented ramblings of half-mad acolytes, the accounts of failed rituals. It was Fay – who the Force loved so deeply even then – who figured out how such a ritual would work. And it was Tarre who she chose to share this information with.
It was heretical, a piece of the Force that tread dangerously close to the Dark. Tarre had shoved that knowledge, that terrible burden his dearest friend had inflicted upon him, deep into the recesses of his mind, never to be accessed again. Until now.
To fix it all, to send back the consciousnesses and/or bodies of a few chosen champions...it's tempting. It tempts Tarre almost as much as the Dark did during that one horrid year, when his master had been killed, his riduur assassinated, his people ripping themselves apart—
He brings it before the Council of Kings. It's the only way to be sure he's not being guided by his own selfish desires. The Mandalores of the past are a vast group, filled with individuals as varied as the stars for which they are named.
The vote is a close run thing. For all the Mandalores who ascended to the position through their love for their people, there are just as many who rose to power through force of arms or hatred of the Jedi. Many of the latter view Tarre's very presence as an insult, as do some of the former.
Surprisingly, it's Mandalore the Indomitable who breaks the tie. The former Mand'alor had served his Sith master faithfully in life, had died to fulfill his oath, and millennia later the Sith repaid his sacrifice with the blood of millions of his own people. He detests the Jedi, he makes this point very clear, but he loves his people more. Let the jetii in their ranks perform his Force osik. Even if the very thought of such an act makes him feel sick to his stomach, the survival of their people and their Creed is more important.
With the vote decided, Tarre merely has to pick his Champions. The range of the ritual can only go so far back. The Force is infinite, but Tarre's presence within it is not. He had gone through great lengths during his early life to not seem too strong, too much of a threat, and his efforts had resulted in a rather limited way of thinking.
He brings in Jaster to help make the decision. As annoying as the man could be, as much as Tarre disagreed with him on matters of morality and honor, he was quite knowledgeable about the destination time period. Both of them made their careers not just on the strength of their arms, but in the force of their personalities. They know what they need to look for in potential champions: those who would follow the orders of the dead, those whose skill set would prove apt for their designated theaters of war, and those who could be manipulated through their honor and beliefs.
That last one, the manipulation, it leaves a sour taste in Tarre's mouth, but the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.
In their dreams that night, two young Mandalorians and a Jedi are offered a choice by Tarre. They all accept.
Simultaneously, at the very edges of the Manda a father speaks to his son for the first time in many years, and in the face of his buir's stern disappointment the son reverts back to that orphaned fourteen-year-old. He agrees to his orders, and dreads facing his greatest mistake.
And in the Force, the essence of what was once a young knight who sacrificed himself for his family is plucked away from the collectiveness he had been lost in, and offered a similar choice. He eagerly accepts.
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ledalausnows · 5 months
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are they, you know… 🏳️‍🌈? just kidding…unless?
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apple-os · 1 month
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My assumption is that you got into fortnite later down the line. Probably after chapter 4 started or at least late into chapter 3? Oh and Ava/Tarr was the first skin you fixated on!
oh dearie me u totally got me
I am a FAKE FAN!!!!! /lhj
so yeah I actually got into it properly when the og season started not too long ago ,, I'd played it before that VERY briefly. we're talking years prior
and THE SECOND PART IS WRONG EHR ERRRR [INCORRECT BUZZER]
the furst skin I fixated on was Phantom Meowscles!!!!!! :D ... hes uhm. my babygirl a little bit . however the second skin I fixated on WAS Ava/Tarr and I actually got really into the game because of them two at one point [especially tarr.......... <3]
like. I was already playing quite a bit but they made me stim like coocoo 4 coco pops. I would NOT shut up
here's bonus unfinished art 4 u to witness since I don't THINK I ever posted this and I want to show u ... hands this 2 u in a cute gift box
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bojangos · 1 year
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more doodling for my ‘revan trains tarre vizsla’ au train.  they are simultanously exact opposites and very similar akljsdflk;asdj
revan is 5′4 and Tarre is like 6′6. revan weighs nothing to his very large very strong son.  they have absolutely fastball special’d revan on assignments before.  it works every time
tarre has some mysterious non-human ancestry that manifests in hair that literally is metallic silver and dark sclera.  this is mostly so I could say there is old mandalorian heroic poetry about ‘his hair doth shone of beskar, and his gaze reflects the stars yonder - he speaks with the voice of the ka’ra and the ground quakes on his approach’ (revan fucking losing his mind any time he reads this stuff.  shows it to Tarre’s holocron like ‘can you believe what they write about you still lol’)
the shriek-hawk symbol of house vizsla actually started as a simplified version of the jedi crest, that over time became more and more mandalorian-ized into what we see in TCW.
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engagemythrusters · 1 year
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begging solely-The Mandalorian fans to find another piece of Mandalorian lore/culture/history/etc to talk about other than a now-defunct laser sword used to keep one asshole family in power
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yardikins · 1 year
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Okay but have we as a fandom considered that if Tarre Vizsla continued his bloodline through biological children there have 100% been other force-sensitive Vizslas that just weren’t discovered or trained cause jedi are an ancient enemy or whatever
(and that’s not even counting any adopted foundlings that happened to be force-sensitive because there were DEFINITELY at LEAST two or three, probably more)
Like fuckin Tor Vizsla could’ve been force sensitive and we’d never know (and he probably didn't either)
im not well versed on Legends lore forgive me if im missing any information about force-sensitive mandos and look like a total dumbass here
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sketchyallstar · 7 months
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Doodles based on some toys in my room. Balthazar the Great is a crochet frog I commissioned from Etsy, they made his wizard robes and staff so well I love him to bits. And recently I got some Slime Rancher plushies that can magnet stick together, super happy with those. I got a Dervish slime, a Puddle slime with the secret style, and a Phosphor slime, along with my old Tarr pillow. Felt like updating my Slime Rancher OC design a lil bit as well, I think the cropped top would be a better fit for the Dry Reef and Glass Desert biomes with their warm climates.
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m3wllo · 11 months
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knocks on your door like a salesman. excuse me (holds out hand like a poor victorian child) ocs??? i need ocs to cure my poor baby boy.,,,,,,,,,, my child is very ill..,,,,
ah an orphan family (explodes you)
OKAY uh. lets see ive got Two New Freaks, Florin Root (last name subject to change but im okay with it for now) and Mal Larceny. Florin is.. some kind of fae royalty runaway whos just trying to live their life peacefully, in their shitty abandoned borderline haunted house (it may actually be haunted but with like, pixies so they dont really notice) and Mal is a Freak whos convinced Florin is not human and both obsessed with "exposing" them and With them. worlds most fucked up yandere/victim dynamic
GHEHEHEH THEN THERES TARR AND LANE. lane im specifically Really happy with the new lore theyve got. theyre both irkens and lane is just. my son named wrinkle with every disease.
theyre an offspring of theee (looks something up) control brains, no i dont know how that works either But im thinking that like. the control brains are computers so surely they have coolant of sorts right? anyways Something Fucking Happened and a smeet got popped out. anyways. lane is very…. fucked up compared to your average irken, something happened in the process of their brith that left them with burn scars, a very weak skeletal structure, and hyper sensitive yet somehow dull senses.
they have like… yknow the antenna addon thingy. AND YEAH THIS COULD WORK BECAUSE IN THE COMICS A SMEET GETS BORN FROM THE FLUID OF ZIMS VOOT CRUISER SO DONT FUCKING LOOK AT ME OKAY? OKAY. also i cant figure out what the fuck the antenna add ons are called and im nearly convinced now that theyre a fanon thing. my autism has failed me, anyways the addons help in both being able to Use their antennas for their purpose (smelling stuff and… whatever else…), help with vision and other brain functions, and also help from letting these senses get too overwhelemed.
also reavers (hello reaver) irken guy, reeb, is their caretaker. also the tallest are Fucking Terrified of lane because i think its funny. and it kind of makes sense. worlds creepiest little smeet. ALSO they get around primarily with their PAK legs, or sometimes let reeb carry them around HOWEVER when disguised as a human they use a wheelchair :3 (i..i almost typed disguised as a wheelchair…)
AND THEN THERES TARR! a little irken explorer whos. good at their job? i mean yeah buddy they sure Do explore but do they report anything meaningful back? not really! this beast has adhd and a childlike sense of wonder. they also have a habit of breaking and entering. their …tolerance..i guess to earth is surprisingly higher than most irkens. i mean water still burns them and stuff but its not as bad. they also like the ocean i think and have modified their ship to be water proof and, yknow, ocean proof. our ocean is Fucked Up (said with love)
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loveoaths · 1 year
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i’m not going to comment on the darksaber meta post going around, but it states that the darksaber is being used as a fun glowy weapon like a lightsaber just without the emotional regulation requirement… and i could be wrong, but i’m not sure if that’s true? at least not in the mandalorian.
the darksaber does have an emotional regulation component to it, as far as i understand? you can’t just wield it willynilly, you have to clear your mind and have a clarity of conviction and purpose, and, judging by the people we’ve seen claim it and actually use it well, a sense of duty to protect and serve. how and what you want to serve seems less relevant to the darksaber.
from the way it’s presented in new media (and without me knowing the details of its construction), it feels like it’s meant to be a meshing of the two cultural viewpoints from, presumably, the point of view of tarre viszla: when you act, you must act with a clear mind and conviction, in an effort to solve conflict, to unify. to cleave.
anyway, i found the rest of the post interesting, and i don’t even know if i disagree with the rest of it. i just bumped on this one point.
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tiredartistgay · 2 years
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“Probably not the best idea, opening random boxes in abandoned trailers, but still.”
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visasmarr · 1 year
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i imagine there being whispers amongst mandalorians of cursed bloodlines such as that of clan vizsla, who aggrieved their progenitor so, desecrating the jedi temple the halls of which he walked, bequeathing unto his legacy the blood of what he once was
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