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#ARC 77 Fordo
clonememesfrikyeah · 1 year
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Alpha-17: “The kid has great potential. He may become a captain or even a commander.”
Maze: “Or a psychopath.”
Fordo: *sprinting for his life* “He’s got a weapon! He’s got a weapon!”
Cadet Rex: *sadistically laughing and chasing him with a machete*
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sev-on-kamino · 6 months
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Another Stolen Moment
Pairing: ARC-77 Fordo x AFAB!Reader
Summary: You and Fordo take a few minutes to enjoy each other because war is hell, and pleasure is hard to come by.
Warnings: unprotected piv sex (use protection irl), semi-public sex, creampies, armor and gloves stay on. MINORS DNI
Word Count: 555
A/N: in true Fordo fashion, there’s not a lick of dialogue in this fic, and I hope y’all enjoy it!
Dividers by my fave @dystopicjumpsuit ❤️🤍
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You whimpered and found a hand covering your mouth. Fordo raised a disapproving eyebrow at you, and you whined against his gloved hand. You looked up at him, apologetic, innocent. As innocent as you could look with your legs wrapped around him, as he fucked you up against the wall of the empty gunship.
He’d caught your elbow before you could disembark, and you knew exactly what he wanted because it was exactly what you wanted. Even if it was only the 4 minutes his brothers could buy you.
With a final warning look, he moved his hand from your mouth, and you moved yours from his shoulders to cup the back of his head and pull him in for a kiss. His lips were rough against yours, but nothing was soft about Fordo. His attention, his focus, his desire left marks of every kind. Some you could cover, and some you couldn’t see and refused to name for fear of fucking up the only good thing either of you had.
He rocked into you, eliciting another soft moan, as your body stretched to accommodate him. You tightened your legs around him, pleased to know there would be an imprint from his utility belt on your inner thighs.
The ghost of a smile tugged at his lips, as he broke the kiss before lowering his head to press his lips to the space below your jaw. His tongue darted out to tease, his teeth biting down to mark.
You writhed in his hold, seeking friction, and he obliged you, as his hand found your clit. He drew well-practiced circles against it in rhythm with his thrusts. The pressure began to build in your core, and you bit down on the inside of your lip to stay silent.
His comm beeped once, drawing his attention even as his fingers continued their mission. There was a pause followed by 2 beeps in rapid succession. He smiled against your skin and returned his focus to your coupling.
Tightening his hold on you, he pressed you harder against the durasteel wall. His hips sped up, driving his cock into you recklessly, as he rushed the pair of you to the edge.
A sharp inhale and a barely muffled moan were the only warnings before your cunt began fluttering around his cock, pushing him to his climax. His lips met yours, tongue slipping into your mouth, as he pulsed within you, filling you with his cum.
The urge to hold him close, and bask in the afterglow was as strong as ever, but so was your shared sense of duty. With one final longing kiss to his lips, you unwrapped your legs from around him and he lowered you to stand on your own.
Your knees wobbled slightly, and he stepped close to pull your clothes back into place, dropping a kiss to your forehead before covering your flushed face with your helmet. He tucked himself away, and you retrieved his codpiece from the floor, clipping it back into place with a sigh.
He gave you a grin before pulling his helmet on, opening the doors, and guiding you out of the gunship. Like always, you maintained a professional distance, but switched to your private channel to listen as he hummed your favorite song on the short walk to base.
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yukipri · 2 years
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Fordo | Alpha-77
Clonetober 2022 #1
*Fordo's hair/tattoos are the artist's personal design for him and are not official.
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I had the terrible idea to attempt this project to post a clone every day for a month. I have no idea if I'll succeed, but I'll do my best!
That being said, I'm going to have to push myself hard to finish these. I'll need all the encouragement I can get! So if you like this project and would like to see all 31 boys, please consider reblogging my posts! It's the only way people will see them!
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❀ You can see the rest of my art through the Masterpost pinned to the top of my blog!
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britishlightyear · 1 year
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CAPTAIN FORDO APPRECIATION POST BECAUSE I AM HEAD OVER HEELS
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Captain Fordo ❤️
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Captain Fordo from 2003 Clone Wars, but make it the phase one helmet from the '08 Clone Wars series.
Art taglist: @the-hexfiles @your-slutty-gf
You can find more of my art here in my masterlist or by clicking my art tag.
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Fordo: Congratulations, you idiots! You won gold and silver in the Moron Olympics!
Stec:
Alpha-17:
Stec:
Alpha-17: ... Okay, but, Who won the gold-
Fordo: SHUT UP!!!
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trudemaethien · 7 months
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Hi 😊 For the clone ship Prompts, could I try a lil' bit of Codex with "Praise" and "Fantasy" as word prompts? ヾ( ᗒ‿ᗕ )〴 Thankies
“Daydreaming on duty, Cadet?” a wry voice cuts into Cody’s reverie, and he startles, but recovers himself with aplomb. ARC training is no time to be caught unawares.
“My apologies, Lieutenant—”
“—Captain—“
“—oh, are we using correct ranks, Captain Alpha-Seventeen, sir?”
“Cody.”
Cody grins and turns to go, secure in victory.
“Commander-prospective, you didn’t answer my question,” Seventeen says pointedly, undeterred. “What exactly were you fantasizing about so dopily?”
“Nothing,” Cody shrugs, shaking his head.
Seventeen is unconvinced. “Not the mutie whose ass you were staring at in formation earlier?”
“Oh, him? He’s not bad,” Cody says nonchalantly.
Seventeen blats a laugh. “Damn him with faint praise, why don’t you!”
Cody shifts, caught between conflicting desires, to remain aloof or to correct the misapprehension. Seventeen reads it off him as easy as breathing and pounces on the vulnerability Cody’s hesitation left open.
“Got nothing better to say about him?” he mocks. “Speak freely, now!”
Cody frowns. “What’s being a mutie got to do with anything, honestly? If you can’t see for yourself that he’s far and away the best and brightest of this entire class—and I am including myself—you might need corrective eye surgery, sir.”
Seventeen’s smirk goes smug and satisfied in a truly concerning way at the same moment as Cody recognizes his own theoretical need for potential corrective surgery—on his ears. He hadn’t heard anyone walk up, but someone had just stifled a gasp a pace away over his shoulder, and now he’s afraid to turn around.
Seventeen salutes him, quite ironically, and moves out, likely to incite unrest elsewhere as well.
“You meant that?” the blond captain asks quietly. “Most people just notice my glaring deviation.”
“I’m sure you’re aware of how talented you are,” Cody says with an awkward little laugh. “No need for me to reinforce your ego, Lieutenant.”
“Coming from a veteran of the illustrious Squad Seven, I take that as a very high compliment,” he replies, genuinely. “I’m Rex, pleased to make your acquaintance.” He’s in fatigues, lightly sweating. Must have just come from the gym.
“Cody,” Cody says, “likewise.” He keeps his eyes up.
“So,” Rex says innocently, after a long moment of comfortably fraught silence, “want to expound on what was so fascinating about my backside?”
Under his breath, Cody grumbles nonsensically, “…pound that, fascinating my ass,” and Rex’s hearing must be better than perfect, because he cackles delightedly.
damn, with praise do I faint 🔒 https://archiveofourown.org/works/51631990
🥰 (in legends they meet at ARC training after the start of the war but before being assigned to units)
ALSO
@brokenphoenix99 you’ve tagged me twice for it since I last was able to do any last line stuff so here are two new last lines for you as well!
There are some things we just don’t say.
^ from my wip for fordo week that i didn’t get done in time, and
He could have done that thoughtlessly. Something in his eyes clues Rex in to how deliberate the timing of the reveal was.
open tag for anyone who’d like to share their last line!
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clonemando · 3 months
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And Threes Makes Three
Rex and Wolffe finally get to bring home the Cadet they're adopting together.
or read it here, under the cut:
important tags:
CT-7567 | Rex/CC-3636 | Wolffe
implied Alpha-17/Obi-Wan Kenobi/ARC-77 | Fordo
Adoption
Domestic Fluff
Rex and Wolffe adopt a Cadet Together
Disabilities
Cloneshipping | Clone Trooper/Clone Trooper Relationships (Star Wars)
Canon Divergence - Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008)
Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars)
Anakin Skywalker Faces Consequences
Obi-Wan Kenobi Raises Leia Organa and Luke Skywalker
Wolffe squeezed Rex’s hand nervously as they walked into a busy office in the new Jedi temple. There were already clones and Jedi waiting in seats to be called and a few in line ahead of them to talk to the receptionists to check in. 
“Hello, I’m Ja’nari, how can I help you today?” A nice human looking Jedi asked, brown hair clipped back to stay out of her face. 
“I’m Commander Wolffe and this is my husband Rex. We, uh, have an appointment about adopting a cadet?” He said feeling his heart flip a few times in his chest and Rex squeezed his hand back. 
“Oh, yes! You’re here about Threes. He’s part of Sneko Clan right now, I remember Arlena mentioning he might be being adopted soon. Here, fill this out and bring it back when you’re finished and we’ll get you in soon.” She said handing them a datapad which Rex took and gestured to the seats nearby before calling up the next group in line.
Sitting down Wolffe peeked at the form as Rex started to fill everything out. “Didn’t we already fill this out last time we were here?” He asked, remembering they had been made to fill out enough paperwork to supply two full battalions and they would know. It had taken ages and been exhausting to try to figure some of the questions out since the forms had seemed to be meant for natborns. 
“These are different and there’s only two. I think it’s just finalizing stuff to make sure nothing has changed since the last time we were here.” Rex said finishing up easily enough and returning the pad to Ja’nari before returning to sit next to Wolffe. 
Wolffe fidgeted. “What if Fox was right? I might not be good at this Rex. I-” He whispered but Rex knocked their shoulders together. 
“Firstly, Fox apologized for that already and only said that because you provoked him. Secondly, Fox's opinion doesn’t actually matter in the end, only ours, even if he did actually think the things he said, which I know for a fact he does not. Wolffe, we went over this like a hundred times already. You like Threes. I like Threes. Threes likes both of us. We have the space and money and time to take care of him. We’ve both taken care of entire battalions before. We can take care of one single cadet.” He reminded him. Wolffe snorted. 
“You make everything sound so simple and logical… Did you steal those lines from Gen- Master Koon?” He teased and it was Rex’s turn to snort. 
“I have my own good ideas from time to time you know. I definitely didn’t get them from my own General after all.” He huffed but his expression twisted at the reminder of Skywalker and Wolffe wrapped an arm around his shoulder and squeezed letting Rex lean his head against him. 
After Palpatine had been dealt with, Skywalker had pretty much lost his mind. He wanted Fox and Cody tried for treason even with news that they had saved Obi-Wan’s life and that the Chancellor had been a Sith available. When the Council refused he had planned to go after them himself but he had gone to ask Fives for help and Fives had commed Rex who had in turn warned Fox and Cody and got help from the other Jedi. 
The confrontation had been nasty because somehow Senator Amidala had found out and showed up to confront her husband and a whole load of new information had been spilled about Anakin having killed an entire tribe back on Tatooine before the war and Padme helping him over it up. Skywalker had accused her of sleeping with Kenobi, force choked her, and then started fighting Mace and Kit who had shown up to stop him. 
Rex had managed to draw his attention when he realized that his General’s power was even too much for the pair of Jedi to handle on their own and Fives had shot him with three stun blasts before he went down. 
Wolffe had been helping with a relief mission and hadn’t heard anything until Rex commed him later and told him everything through his tears. They didn’t find out until later that Padme had gone into an early labor due to the stress and given birth to twins. Once she had recovered, Padme had apparently planned on giving the pair up for adoption since Anakin had been arrested and she had been forced to give up her seat in the Senate as her own crimes came to light while Anakin’s were investigated. 
Obi-Wan was a mess but as Anakin’s once legal guardian and a close friend of Padme’s he had offered to take the kids in once it was known that Padme’s family weren’t interested in claiming the children born of their child’s lies. Alpha-17 and Fordo had both stepped up and offered to help.
Wolffe hadn’t heard anything about it until he had returned from the scouting mission he was on with Plo looking at different planets that might work for the clones. Rex had nearly tackled him off the platform as he was leaving the ship and started crying until Wolffe had been able to get him somewhere private and coax the story from him. 
“Commanders Wolffe and Rex?” The receptionist calling them dragged Wolffe from his memories and he and Rex stood to walk back over to the counter where they were directed to walk through a door to the right and then down the hall to the last door. The office they arrived at belonged to the Besalisk Jedi who was dealing with their case, Master Arlena. “Wolffe, Rex! Good to see you! Come in and sit! I have good news!” She said using a pair of arms to guide them into the room while another closed the door behind them. 
“We were approved?” Rex asked and she nodded with a wide grin. 
“You were! Obviously things are different for the clone cadets and how adoption is working for them especially for other clones and Jedi who are interested but everything went through smoothly. I have some papers for you to add to your files but after you leave here tonight you can pick Threes up from Sneko Clan and take him home. I already called ahead and let the creche master know.” She assured them and started to spread out some papers across her desk explaining they had Threes get a full medical work up and had all his information available for them, and it was in the Temple’s system.
“Obviously Threes’ disabilities means he has regular check ups but I’m sure you’re used to dealing with Wolffe’s own appointments. He’s already enrolled in classes so you won’t have to worry about his schooling. The first home check will be next month but you both have all the numbers on this page here if you need any help at all before then. Remember there’s no shame in asking for help but letting issues fester will only lead to them getting worse with time. Do you have any questions for me?” She asked and Wolffe looked at Rex who was looking over the documents they’d be taking with them, eyes looking a little red. 
“No ma’am. We’re excited to show Threes his new home. Our batchmates are already planning a party if Threes agrees to it. Everyone is really excited to meet him.” Wolffe said and she stood. 
“In that case, congratulations and don’t let me keep you! Reach out for anything, I’m happy to help and it’s been a joy helping you both and Threes find each other.” She said shaking their hands as she ushered them out at a friendly pace but Wolffe knew that with the number of cadets they were still trying to get homed and how bust the office was she likely didn’t have time to dawdle. 
Leaving the office felt like a blur and soon he and Rex were just standing in the middle of a hallway in the temple staring at each other. 
“We… that… Did we really?” Rex asked as the tears finally spilled over even as his lips kept twitching up into a grin and Wolffe found his own smile catching before he dragged Rex in for a desperate kiss. 
“We’re parents now. We have our own kid. Threes gets to come home with us!” He cheered and Rex started laughing breathlessly along with him. 
“We should go get him then! Classes will be out in another hour. We can surprise him and stop by the shops to get ice cream on the way home.” Rex suggested and Wolffe nodded both of them holding hands as they hurried off toward where they knew Threes’ clan was so they could collect him after his class. 
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Threes bit his lip as he hugged his plush loth-wolf tightly. It had been a gift from Commander Wolffe after the second time they met and it was so soft and warm it helped when Threes got overwhelmed. He especially liked that Rex had helped him switch out one of the wolf’s eyes and sew the fabric so it looked like Commander Wolffe’s eye did. 
The day had been rough from the start. Firstly one of his clan mates had stolen his loth-wolf from his that morning and refused to give it back until Threes had gone to tell the creche master about it then they had spent the day calling him a tattle-tale and giving him a grumpy look since they had gotten a talking to. After mid-meal no one had wanted him on their team for their sword fighting games because of his messed up hands so he had ended up sitting alone in the garden until it was time to return to classes. Then he had to take the class with his least favorite teacher, Mr Frellin. He wasn’t mean but Threes felt like he had some sort of grudge against him because he always insisted on Threes having to write all his assignments by hand. Technically Threes could write on his own thanks to the surgeries that had been done and the fact he did have three usable fingers on each hand but it caused his hands to cramp up if he had to do it for long stretches of time and it hurt. 
His other teachers let him dictate his assignments to helper droids where it would get printed out instead. He didn’t understand why Mr Frellin insisted on making things harder for him when there was an easier way but the man insisted he was doing it for Threes’ own good and that he’d thank him for it in the future. 
Then as they were walking back to their rooms the same bully from earlier had finally poked the wrong nerve reminding Threes that Rex and Wolffe hadn’t been by to visit in over a month now and that they had probably gotten bored of him. Threes had tackled him and they had fought until the Creche master dragged them apart and sent both of them to their rooms where a nurse had eventually come to check on him and then check on the bully to make sure neither of them had been badly hurt. 
“Well we were going to get ice cream but that might be considered reinforcing bad behavior.” Rex’s voice broke through Threes’ moping and he immediately jumped up to throw his arms around Rex and hug him.
“You saw the kid’s form Rex, we should be encouraging a good tackle like that and it’s not like I haven’t done worse to Fox in our own scuffles. At least he didn’t bite the other kid.” Wolffe cut in and wrapped Threes in another hug from behind. 
“You came back!” He said squeezing as tightly as he could and Rex ran his fingers through Threes’ hair gently.
“Of course we did, did you think we wouldn’t? We told you we were going to adopt you. Sorry it took so long. The data-forms were all made for natborns and took twice as long to process as we expected.” Rex sighed. 
“I wasn’t sure if you really meant it. Lots of people say things and don’t mean them.” Threes murmured softly. Alpha-17 had promised that Threes wouldn’t get separated from his batch after all and yet Ka’ra Squad had been separated as soon as they were all brought to the temple. 
“We meant it, kid. We’re actually here because it’s all done. You’re coming home with us, if you haven’t changed your mind that is?” Wolffe asked and Threes looked up at him with wide hopeful eyes. 
“Really?! I… I get to go with you?” He asked and Rex nodded with a smile. 
“As of today we are officially your buir’e. You’re stuck with us. Unfortunately for you Wolffe snores so snuggling in our bed in the middle of the night won’t help you sleep. But he can make a mean hoth-chocolate so I forgive him.” Rex teased and Wolffe rolled his eyes. 
Threes moved to latch onto Wolffe in a hug next and Rex started moving around to gather up Threes things from the room packing them in a bag he had brought with him. 
“We’re going out for ice cream to celebrate and then we’ll get you settled in your new room. Since its Primeday you have a few days before you need to be in class again. Our vode want to meet you too if you’re okay with it. Cody and my twin Fox are here for the next few weeks visiting so they offered to stop by for a little party but we wanted to make sure you were okay with it first. 
“Cody? You mean like… the Commander Cody of the 7th sky? Of course I want to meet him! He’s the coolest clone in the whole GAR! He punched Grievous in the face and helped kill the Sith lord!Who wouldn’t want to meet Cody?!” He asked bouncing now and both Rex and Wolffe shared a look Threes didn’t understand over his head but he didn’t care. He got to meet Cody!
“Way to make the rest of us feel loved kiddo.” Wolffe huffed and Threes rolled his eyes at him. 
“I mean you and Rex are cool too but Commander Cody is a legend!” He continued to babble away scooping up his loth-wolf to hug as Rex finished packing and slung the bag over his shoulder. 
“I’m sure Cody will love you too twerp. He’s actually a nerd though so don’t set your hopes too high. His name isn’t Cody for no reason.” Rex huffed a laugh as they started leading Threes out. 
“Isn’t it like another version of Kote? Like Glory?” Threes asked and Wolffe started laughing while Rex’s lips twitched. 
“He might tell you that but it started off as Codes because he kept whispering the reg codes in his sleep.” Wolffe told him while Threes gaped at him. 
“What?! No way! That’s… so lame!” He squeaked, not sure if they were telling him the truth or not but just happy to get to spend time with them again… his parents. The thought made him beam and hug Wolffe again, stopping their movement for a moment before Wolffe just scooped him up under one arm and kept moving, making Threes giggle. 
“You won’t make me late for ice cream kid, not even with hugs.” Wolffe hummed and Rex shook his head fondly. 
“We have all the time in the galaxy now. You can’t be late when there’s no deadline.” Rex pointed out and Threes felt like his heart was going to explode from just how happy that thought made him. 
They had forever now. 
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runekirikjartan · 1 month
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blond captains? blond captains
ARC-77 | Alpha-77 | Fordo
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It’s @fordoweek everyone! Day 1’s prompt is Kamino, so I decided to have some fun and draw cadets Fordo and Alpha-17 having an I’ll-advised make out in the very public halls, with a bonus alpha classmate noticing them.
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forgottenchapterszine · 5 months
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⭐WRITING PREVIEW⭐
Our next contributor preview is by @bitwhizzle! A quick peek of her fic for the zine.
Remember the link is for our shop! Pre-orders open January 13th of next year.
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clonememesfrikyeah · 4 months
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Alpha-17: “That’s game cadets, who’s up next?”
Random little cadet: “What does ‘thats game’ mean?”
Alpha-17: “Well, it’s a sports term. Like slam dunk or ball handler.”
Captain Fordo: *Bursts through door* “You called?”
Alpha-17: “Get the hell off my training deck right now-“
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thevondoom62 · 11 months
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From the Clone Wars to the Imperial Age, Fordo enforces the will of Palpatine.
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panther-os · 1 year
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random fordo headcanons in no specific order
looks like Generic Clone (TM) except has a y-shape scar on the right side of his face from the corner of his mouth and from just below his cheekbone back into his hair and the shrapnel that did it also sliced off part of his ear on that side
speaking of ears, he loses his helmet mid-battle like obiwan loses his lightsaber and is hard of hearing for various explosion shaped reasons. stec and the rest of the m10 accommodate him well enough it doesn't become an Issue with the kaminoans until far enough in the war for him to get hearing aids instead of euthanized
("but panther! him losing his helmet is clearly not the case in clone wars 2003!" consider: clone wars 2003 is in-universe propaganda (bad propaganda bc palps) about the negotiator and the hero with no fear and is largely not representative of the bodies actually fighting the war or their general disposition)
although i will allow that part of the m10's accommodations are relying almost exclusively on hand signals in combat because a) their co can't keep his comm on his goddamn head and b) even if he could it's 50/50 whether or not the audio quality is bad enough he wouldn't be able to understand them anyway
he's good with teaching cadets and enjoys it v much but when it comes to being around children in any other setting, he's that guy that leans away from them as they come closer. kids ofc think this is hilarious and so make a point to swarm him at any given opportunity which does not help endear them to him as individuals or as a concept
he went to the ct-27-5555 school of showing brotherly affection (or more accurately vice versa)
thinks either extremely deeply or not at all, there is no in-between
started mimicking 17 as a cadet just because it was funny and it has not stopped being funny since so he has not stopped either
in general just a rock solid absolutely batshit insane dude who delights in being a chaotic contradiction and faux contrarian bastard but has an emotional intelligence and easy insight that makes him most trooper's go-to for good advice
also he/they neptunic enbian for relationships and also views sex as a social interaction which is fun with just about anyone and everyone
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airlockfailure · 2 years
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Not even a page into chapter 4 and Fox is already being a menace to Fordo.
On purpose of course.
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Stec, about Grievous: Tell him to eat shit, Fordo.
Fordo: What? No, tell them yourself
Stec: EAT SHIT FALL OFF YOUR HORSE!!
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