“Homeless And Starving At The Time, I Still Stopped To Feed The Birds In Central Park. I Was Grateful

Hi! This is just another small thing where my OC starts to form her clone battalion. Hope you enjoy!!

(She is so beatiful)

Word count: 919 Wornings: none

The 777th

She didi it, Kayra finally passed the trials, making her master really proud. She was only eighteen years old, it was rare for someone so young to become Jedi Knight, but the council did recognized her skills. In addition, they did needed more knight, that is probably why both her and Anakin were knighted so early, even if she was a couple of years older than he was. The war was becoming harder and harder every day, more and more clones were dying on the front lines and Kayra hated it. She wanted to choose her own unit, she knew no Jedi did that but she figured that giving it a shot and going to ask the chancellor the permission to do that couldn’t hurt anybody and, with her surprise, he granted her that permission. She did not exactly liked the emperor, she felt something strange about him, even if she could not figure what it was. He surely did gave her chills of uneasiness.

“Oh, general Solae. Welcome.” Jedi master Shaak-Ti greeted her, leading her inside Tipoca City as she crossed her arms behind her back. Kayra smiled at her, bowing her head as a sign of respect “Master.” “I heard you insisted much on choosing your troops.” She said as she led her to the observation room of the training room, “I can’t help but wonder why?” Kayra followed her, crossing her arms behind her back too as she look at Shaak Ti “I don’t want the responsibility to lead an entire legion as the chancellor wanted me to. I prefer to know the abilities of the troopers to reduce the losses to a minimum rate; I value the lives of the clones, even if most don’t.” Shaak Ti nodded, moving her gaze to the window to inspect the training clones “On that we agree, general Solae.” Kayra smiled “Call me Kayra, I hate unnecessary formalities.” She said, making Shaak Ti make a small smile. The room was small, its metallic colors and its bright white light were almost hurting Kayra’s eyes, which ere used to the warm lights of the Jedi temple.

When Kayra turned to look out of the window, at the clones training, she had to take a second look. There were three clone troopers and what appeared to be… four female clone trooper “Are those… female troopers?” Shaak Ti nodded “This is a squad of defective clones, coming from a different line of clones. The kaminoans used a second donor, a volunteer, to experiment cloning theories so they could use them on the first line to make new clone commando and more efficient troops.” Kayra was mostly impressed “who is the donor?” “A human male named Rhea Cordua. We don’t know why he volunteer to do this, he passed a year ago.” Kayra nodded “Tell me more about this clones.” The girl was curious about these clones, to say at least. She had always find clones fascinating: they were all physically the same and yet so different from one another. “Well, they are CT/2-99s and CT/F2-99s. Each of their mutations brought a defective trait in them. Cadet CT/F2-9904, for example” She said pointing at the clone “has exceptional stealth and strategy skills, she always find a solution to what could seems desperate solutions, but she also is too emotional, she attaches too easily and has some problems on following orders. In addition, her growing chamber had a leak, making her… very hyperactive.” Kayra scoffed a little chuckle “I’m already starting to like her,” She said watching as she took out many droids with her sisters and brothers with her two blasters “and she is skilled indeed, what’s her name?” “They call her Joy, and I must say that name quite fit her.”

The girl kept inspecting the clones, each one of them was essential for the other; they worked perfectly together, combining all of their attacks. But suddenly one of them rushed into battle, getting himself knocked out by one droid, his brother quickly bringing him safe, making the girl hiss, imagining the clone’s pain after that smack “Ouch, who’s that?” “They call him Scar, CT/2-9901” Shaak Ti answered, “He’s the first experimental clone of this line. He is very agile and good with almost any kind of combat styles and weapon and has heightened senses, but is also reckless and very impatient. That caused him to perish in many battles, that’s why they call him Scar.” Kayra nodded, seeing one of his brother taking off his helmet, exposing his scarred face. “How many of this second line there are?” “Thirteen CT/2-99s and eight CT/F2-99s.” Shaak Ti answered, “They haven’t been assigned to any legion since they are considered defective” Kayra turned her full body to look at her “I’ll take them. I guess Clone Force 99 is to stay a special force.” Shaak-Ti nodded “Yes, they do. The chancellor insisted that you took at least a full battalion.” “Then I’ll take them and six hundred regular CTs” Kayra said, starting to leave the room and walking through the halls of the kaminoan facility. Shaak Ti nodded “Very well then. Come, we have many other squads to examine.” She said, leading her to another training room. “What will my battalion be called?” She asked, looking out of the window, inspecting a new squad of clones. Shaak Ti turned to look at her with a small smile “It will be the 777th attack battalion.” “Oh, I like the sound of that.”

Omg guys thank you so much for the 100 followers😭🙏

I’m soooo sorry I’m being inactive in these days but I have a lot to do for school!! As soon as I’ll have a little bit of time I’ll post the part two of “must be quiet”

Just wanted to say that nothing makes me more happy then Star wars return of the jedi ending. I just can't help but cry everytime i see it, it's just so beatiful...

This is just a little something my mind created after rewatching attack of the clones. Its the first meeting between one of my oc and Captain Rex, hope you enjoy!

Aftermath

Warnings: only injures, this is the start of a friendship

Word count: 336 (this is really short)

The fire finally ceased, the explosion stopped. Everything that was left to hear were the AT-TEs stopping and the injured gasping for the pain. Quinlan Vos had just finished patching up her padawan, who got herself a big scar on the nose thanks to a blaster shot who almost hit her in the face. The girl wasn't focused on getting herself patched up; all she wanted to do was run to the injured and help them, and her master knew that well; he knew about her constant need to help others. After placing a bacta patch on her nose, he nodded and smiled at her. "You can go, girl." The girl immediately jumped off of the gunship. Her eyes traveling the deserted surrounding of Geonosis until they fell on an injured man a few meters from her. She immediately ran to him. He was sitting against a rock and was holding his right and injured arm with his hand. She kneeled in front of him and took off his helme discovering his deep brown eyes, which made a great contrast with his blond hair. “What's your name?” She asked him as she took off the armor on his right arm. “I'm CT-7567, ma'am.” He answered, leaving the girl confused before she let out a small giggle, “Those are numbers, not a name.” The clone looked at her, surprised. “I'm a clone, ma'am. We only have identification numbers.” “A clone? This is a clone army?” The girl was a bit stunned; she heard some Jedi talking about a new army, but she didn't think it would've been an army of clones. The clone nodded, confirming the conclusion of the girl, and she smiled at him, “Numbers are for droids. You're a man, clone or not. You better choose a name for yourself, trooper.” The clone nodded with a small smile “And what's your name, ma'am?” “I'm Kayra, and don’t call me ma’am, I’m just seventeen.” She finally said, placing a bandage on the clone arm.

The next person i see make the reader or OCs love interest call them “kid” is gonna get clocked in the face. That’s not something you say to your ROMANTIC love interest. Like how’re you gonna call them kid but also want to fuck? Explain that to me please. Because you say kid and i think youre my new father figure. You all need to be STOPPED.

your entire blog is like a mental hospital for girlbosses UGH

I’m not sure if that’s a positive thing or a bad thing but thank you in any case!!😭

I’m actually pretty sad for the fact that I’m not writing very much anymore… guess I’m in my “writers block” phase again

Here, take this foto of Pedro

New Oc!

His name is Skull and he's a captain of one of the four companies of the 777th attack battalion! (plus a little draw of him and commander Joy)

"Not all men..."

Yeah your right José Pedro Balmaceda Pascal would never treat me like this