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    War rages across the entire breadth of the galaxy, consuming entire star systems in its fiery inferno.

    Legions of Clone troopers, led by Jedi Generals and Commanders, fight against seemingly endless waves of battle droids created by the Confederacy of Independant Systems, led by the mostly mechanical General Grievous, and the former Jedi Master known as Count Dooku.

    Within the halls of the Galactic Senate on Coruscant, Darth Sidious, better known by his public alter-ego Supreme Chancellor Sheev Palpatine, plans for the birth of his new Galactic Empire, out of the ashes of the Republic.

    And here I come in, in the middle of quite literally everything, dropped into the body of a prototype Super Tactical Droid, and surrounded by incompetent fools in military uniforms, badly programed battle droids, and Sith plans for galactic domination.

    Hopefully, with the aid of my tactical superiority, I can build up a resistance to the Sith's plans, throw canon under the bus, and keep the major players focused on each other. Because I have no inclination to be sliced in half by some teenage monk with a laser sword.
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    Crossposted from Spacebattles

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    23 May 2026

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  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    Finding out Rung is actually Primus and flying clear across multiple galaxies to see him again? Check.

    Reliving their glory days from when they were a couple? Double check.

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    21 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 7

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    You're half-conscious and running on emergency protocols. Your first step into the world is the freezing, bitter vacuum of your chamber and screaming engines. Yet there is the heat of red, blue and purple. You reach a servo onto the culprit, and you know: this, right here, is yours.

    Or: Reader is a sparkling and the elite-trine finds you.

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    19 May 2026

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    18 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 91

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    A story of incredible loss, and then what comes after.

    'Aren't you gonna lay down?' Bonecrusher signs. 'It's late."

    "Oh we can't," says Mixmaster from where he's tucked up under Long Haul's arm.

    'The frag not?' signs Bonecrusher. 'Don't tell me you ain't tired?'

    Mixmaster gestures slowly but dramatically at their laps. Across them, stretching from Long Haul's left thigh and over both of Mixmaster's, is a bright white and dark black shape that contrasts sharply with all of their paint.

    'Okay? So wake him up, or pick him up, or whatever?'

    "He's fast asleep," whispers Mixmaster, aghast. "We can't. What if he gets up and leaves?"

    'Let him leave?!' This is ridiculous.

    "You know, I think we're fine. More than fine, really."

    Bonecrusher swings around to squint at Scavenger. 'And what's your excuse?'

    Scavenger gestures at the itty bitty overlap of a single white foot on the edge of his thigh.

    Bonecrusher is in a sparkbond with absolute clowns.

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    18 May 2026

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