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Bad Batch spoilers below:
Could Hunter have slipped aboard CX-2’s ship before he left? Or would that be too easy?
What do we make of the line, “neutralize the other two clones with her but not the third?” Crosshair’s the third? They want him back?
CX-2’s shot nailing the trooper pilot is certainly worthy of Crosshair at his best, but that hole in transparisteel canopy reminded me of another amazing shot—
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abigfanofstarwars · 1 year
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episode 10 has been watched and honestly shout out to our sweet baby 💕Gonky 💕
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gonky has probably had more lines and screen time than crosshair has throughout the show
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echos-girlfriend · 1 year
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Today, no matter what character you love the most. We are all a Tech lover today.
🩵🩷🩶
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perilmax · 2 months
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1 hour 12 minutes of drawing and I have Mayday as a force ghost!
Drawing half done, the rest will be posted soon
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!!The Bad Batch S2 E9 spoilers!! ThE pAraLLelS I'm scReAming
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(Not my art. Art credit to @transformersluna)
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"I may process moments and thoughts differently, but it does not mean that I care any less than you."
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lightwise · 1 year
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Plan 99
Short one-shot fic from Tech's perspective. I wanted to show the thoughts that must have been running through his mind as he fell. The love he has for his family. The peace he has in his decision.
After the season finale, I've had a number of thoughts and posts swimming in my head. What I didn't expect was the need to make a short one-shot from Tech's perspective.
Words: 1,238.
Warnings: mentions of falling, death, life flashing before one's eyes. Nothing violent or graphic. Just emotional. Please don't feel the need to read unless you are in the right headspace. I know this week has been very tough and I don't want to add to the pain, but making this was cathartic and I hope reading it is as well.
Note: I wrote the majority of this fic, including the last lines, before coming across @luxris incredible piece that they very kindly allowed me to include here. When I saw it I knew it had to be paired with what I had written. Go check out the rest of their work and give them a follow!
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Plan 99
“Don’t you do it Tech!!”
“Hhuhhhh.” Tech looked down and shook his head, both in resignation and affection. Of course Wrecker would say that. Of course he would act out of emotion, not out of logic and a clear understanding of what needed to be done. 
Tech had already scanned the probability of every possible way to keep the railcar on the tracks and pull himself up before the bomber came close enough for another round. Plan 99–the last plan in their roster, the plan none of them had ever needed to use–was the only solution both his HUD graphics and his heart were telling him. Although even that only had a 78.6% chance of success if he did not move quickly enough. He suddenly had an intrusive thought shadowing the back of his mind–if he did not bring his blaster up to his side immediately, that clear-headed logic through which he interpreted the world might start to betray him. 
Wrecker was straining with all his might to hold the connection between the cable cars, dangerously close to falling himself. Omega stood a few paces behind him. Tech could not see her face clearly but he knew the exact expression of worry and fear it most likely held.
Tilting his head to the side, a myriad of sentences ran through his mind, but none of them seemed adequate. He didn’t have time for this convoluted process. The thought of Crosshair flashed before his eyes. His brother’s sniper rifle would have taken care of this situation at least 12 minutes ago. If he were here. If he weren’t the reason Tech was dangling over an open crevasse in the first place. It wasn’t his fault though. It was imperative that the others had the chance to find him, to bring him home. 
Tech would have done it all over again. And suddenly he knew what to say. 
His left hand firmly grasped his blaster as he pulled it roughly out of the holster, his right still clinging to the cable attached to his waist. He lifted his head, narrowing his eyes as he began to take aim. The shot would have to be precise.
“When have we ever followed orders?” 
His blaster fired, shooting up through the grates of the metal above him, puncturing cleanly through the connection rod–right where he wanted it. His heart broke in half along with it. It was an odd sensation. 
The weight of the released cable car pushed a rush of air down at him as he began to fall. He had never been able to hold eye contact for very long when speaking to others. But now? His eyes stayed steady and wide, gazing up at his squad. No, he corrected himself instantly. His family. Omega had taught him better than that. He knew that she and Wrecker were screaming his name after him, but the pressure of the air tunneling up around him began to bring the blood to his head and left only the beat of each blood vessel in his ears. He began counting the pulses. The blaster had already flown out of his hand and his arms and legs began to float as though they were no longer a part of him. But he kept his gaze fixed on the one thing he wanted to engrave in his mind, the last thought that he wanted to dwell on. He did not have Crosshair’s enhanced eyesight, but he could have sworn that his brothers and sister never got any smaller as he continued to separate from them.
It was a long way down and he realized he had slightly underestimated the amount of time it would take for him to reach the ground. Or perhaps he had not accounted for the weightless swimming sensation that his mind had begun to feel. He had both researched and witnessed the ways in which people met their demise many times, and even the ways in which the mind began to play tricks on you, making time stretch out on its continuum. He was not afraid of the process of death. At least, the physical process of it. Yet he had not fully anticipated the ways in which he was suddenly seeing flashes of his life with both startling clarity and disconcerting speed. 
Hunter ruffling his hair, returning his goggles to him in a stark white corridor after several cadets had roughed him up for his “defects.” 
A Firepuncher poking over his shoulder as Crosshair relied on him for steady aim. 
Echo glancing over at him from the copilot’s seat, sharing a small grin as they heard Wrecker almost trip over Gonky in the back of the ship. 
The feel of his datapad in his hands, the cables and buttons an extension of his fingers, his mind, himself. 
Dirt falling from Omega’s hand as she pondered it with gleefully wide eyes after they landed on Saleucami. The granules somehow stained the white patches of fog currently engulfing him.
The faint hiss of a pod door opening and the wide eyes of Nala Se staring down at him with an inscrutable expression.
As the chill of the air around him began to pierce through his armor, his heart rate slowed, and memories began to overlap and merge together. It was like looking at a holostream, except instead of one program in linear sequence there were dozens of images swarming him at once, demanding his attention. 
Long nights on watch playing games against himself, with only Gonky to keep him company. A clap on the back from Cody, and a bemused, worried look from Rex. Dozens of droids sending blaster shots over their heads, one battle interchangeable for another. A toothpick dangling from long, slim fingers. Wrecker lying prone on a medical table on Bracca, Omega hovering over him. The whine of a racing pod, and voices distantly chanting his name as he gave a calm salute. A pounding pain in his shoulder from Wrecker punching him, repeatedly, from excitement. The shock on Romar’s face as a model 2 data core sprang to life under his steady hand. A sunset dipping low on Pabu, transferring its warmth to the lights that flicked on simultaneously in response.
The brimming electrical activity in his mind and the weightlessness of his limbs created a heightened, soothing sensation.
Grey, churning waves lapping at the window outside his bunk on Kamino. The whirr of Echo’s scomp calibrating the hyperdrive. Hunter’s voice, gruff and low as he looked back over his shoulder. The glancing light of a waterfall on Omega’s face, stained blue with tears. His hand moved to reach for her shoulder, to give her comfort the way he always did. 
Suddenly, all but one of the images faded away. Dark, fluffy curls and hazel-green eyes swam in front of his face, blurring and dancing in odd waves. Flashes of gold too. He thought he heard a lilting, familiar voice calling to him as his vision darkened. “I’ll see you soon, Brown Eyes.”
Those same eyes closed, red and swollen as the seal from the goggles that were made to protect them slipped. Air lashed at Tech’s exposed face and tears slid past his eyelashes and down his cheeks. As consciousness began to fade, he could almost convince himself that it was just a result of the wind. Just the wind…
What other choice could he possibly have made. 
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weggsite · 1 month
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You kill Tech? You kill him like the republic? Oh! Oh! Jail for the empire. Jail for one thousand years!
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melymigo · 1 year
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Here are some thoughts about Crosshair in Episode 3.
This is my opinion, and you are not obligated to agree with me. I write this for myself because I need to get it off my chest.
I was thinking how much courage it must have taken Crosshair to go sit with the other clones. We know how prideful he is and how much he dislikes regular clones. I can't avoid thinking that he was feeling so alone and he just wanted to feel some kind of company, to be with his brothers, like the old times with The Batch, and considering how much time he was stranded on Kamino alone. 32 rotations is a lot of time. Imagine being alone with your thoughts, wondering if you are going to make it or not, or if someone's coming for you.
I know that he made his decision and is now living with the consequences of it. Cody acknowledged that at the end of the episode. I KNOW! But I just cannot be like, "I'm glad he is suffering; he deserves it because he is mean."
I hated how Rampart was so unbothered when he was speaking to Crosshair; he even laughed about how many days Crosshair was stuck on that platform and how he came back afterward.
I got flashbacks about Krell and Dogma: "That's because you were the biggest fool of them all." "I counted on blind loyalty like yours to make my plan succeed."
He mocked Dogma's loyalty; he mocked his suffering. That's why I just can't find it funny or be happy about how Crosshair was left behind on that platform. I'm not denying Crosshair's wrongs, but I think some have forgotten how much all the clones have suffered, and I think it doesn't make me a better person than Rampart or Krell if I find Crosshair's suffering funny.
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Quick meme dump
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Something about that planet the batch landed on in ep9 The Crossing seemed so normal and familiar to me and I couldn’t put my finger on it until I realized-
winding endless desert caverns
giant electrical storm that seems to cycle through the planet
old abandoned villages
It’s the shattered plains. They’re on Roshar. Somehow they’ve left a galaxy far, far away and entered the cosmere 😂😂 all they’re missing now is the crabs
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THE BAD BATCH SEASON 2 OPINIONS
Please discuss in the comments with me! But nicely PLEASE! This is NOT an Ahsoka or Omega bashing post.
Filoni's first Orginal Character was Ahsoka back all those years ago. But he has almost finished his story with her. We see her beginnings, her midlife, and all that's really left to tell is that of post rebels. And maybe a little bit inside TBBS2 in the early empire times.
But I 10000000% believe Filoni wants Omega, his next OC, to be as popular and as greatly recieved by the audience as Ahsoka is.
But it's not working out.
Omega is the focus of EVERYTHING (even at the expense of some of the bad batch members) and it's so clear that Filoni's trying too hard for us to like her that he's forgetting to write a cohesive storyline for the season.
It makes me really miss the Clone Wars 3-4 episode arcs. Even though sometimes those didn't fit together, a good example being Palpatine wanting to clone the Zillo Beast and then we never hear about it again, I still liked the mini story that 4 episodes told.
There's no plot to this new season of TBB so far other than one episode and that one had a cameo. THATS 1 OF 5. On their own the bad batch hasn't really been that memorable. There's just such a lack of connection between Dooku's palace and then Tech racing and then a giant metal robot. And I don't like how they aren't mentioning anything between each episode. You could watch them out of order and it wouldn't make a single difference.
Idk. I understand that today was definitely a filler episode, but I just wish everything connected more to make it more memorable.
Like a story.
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abigfanofstarwars · 1 year
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this might just be some wishful thinking, especially after seeing gregor again 🤫, but what if wolffe is one of echo and rexs inside informants
listen a girl can dream cant she
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echos-girlfriend · 1 year
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I just know tumblr is going to be a shit show tomorrow folks..
We will get thru this guys. I promise.. we will All be ok.. hugs and kisses all around..
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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perilmax · 2 months
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Finished the second half! Took me another hour and a half or so, but it’s done! And it’s got Batcher, just for fun.
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OMEGA WHY WOULD YOU TAKE YOUR HELMET OFF IN THE CAVE AROUND POTENTIALLY EXPLOSIVE MATERIALS?!?! I FEEL LIKE THAT IS A BAD IDEA
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lightwise · 1 year
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Quick thought: similarities between Hunter and Obi-Wan
Something that struck me after the season finale of TBB - I think Hunter shares some similar qualities with Obi-Wan in how they form attachments and how they lead others. SPOILERS BELOW:
Both of them are very stoic, stalwart leaders who keep many of their inner thoughts and turmoil to themselves. They love deeply but also keep a tight grip on their emotions, especially around others.
And they both are quite good at "handling" (bottling up, or at the very least not fully dealing with) loss—until it’s the person closest to them.
Obi-Wan lost Qui-Gon, lost Satine, lost Ahsoka…and he didn't break until he lost Anakin.
Hunter loses his home, loses Crosshair, loses Tech…but he doesn’t fully break until he loses Omega.
And I would argue they both have some blind spots that maybe could have been filled in by those around them, if they weren't so reticent to share their burdens with others. There might have been ways to help them not get to this point.
What do you all think? It will be interesting to see how Hunter channels this loss and what he's willing to do to get both Omega and hopefully Crosshair back going forward.
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