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STAR WARS: THE BAD BATCH // Choices "As your brother, I'm asking you to do the right thing."
I love those animated pixels a normal amount. 💖
please, come back
even as a shadow
even as a dream - eurypides, herakles
ECHO & FIVES for @the-bi-space-ace in honour to the end of The World Tumbles Down.
I’m a little late for “Echo day”, but I have something very important to tell everyone. You Echo girls may not like to hear this, but I’m gonna say it anyways.
If we ever get a spin-off about Echo and Rex, Echo dies. I’m sorry. But all the pieces fit too well. My proof? Well, let us begin shall we?
Echo continued fighting the empire with Rex for a long time. They became some of the heroes who sparked the rebellion to grow larger. But then one mission… one mission didn’t go so well. Echo finally met his fate— the way he wanted, fighting for justice— and Rex couldn’t bring himself to go on without him. Echo had been the last domino, the last to fall. Without him, Rex just couldn’t continue. He had been the last of his family.
I’m manifesting it. It’s canon y’all.
Filoni had stated he wanted to bring more clones on Rebels but couldn't for budget reasons.
Instead of Echo's death, I bet on Cody's death who is the only other clone with enough impact on Rex to take him out of the fight.
Just a little extract from a yet-to-be-published story where Domino Lives!AU. It's a project I had started a few months ago because the opportunity was so good. It's far less advanced that TNLLFY (who's my main project) but I wanted to show it because everyone loves a good Domino Lives.
The story title will probably be: the mad in us.
“Cutup!” He hears clearly this time, as much as he feels the pillow in the middle of his face, making him rise suddenly. “...Leave…,” he growls, recognising DB’s face. Oh, right. I was drunk. His brother gave a second shot, another pillow in the head, which finished to wake Cutup. “Kriff, get out of here!” Cutup command, unamused with an awful headache threatening him. “I’m serious, Droidbait! Get out! Out, now!” His brother’s mouth subtly grins, before disappearing. “I’m serious as well, Cutup. I was waiting for you. Departure for a new mission, don’t you remember? You have four hours to make yourself presentable, which includes starting to take a shower, eating something and regaining some colours”. Before they realize you drank goes unsaid. The fear of the Captain wakes up Cutup, whose eyes grow wide in fear. “You didn’t tell Rex”, he begs, almost. “Or Cody…” “No. I didn’t tell them about your hangover. I didn’t tell anyone if that can reassure you. Only that you were sick. Coric or Kix may be mad at you though.” Cutup groans a "right" that his brother doesn't seem to hear - or maybe he doesn't care.
Now, if you didn't know I write angst. Most of the time my stories end bitter-sweet (the fanfictions and the originals ones too). Not because I want it (well, yeah maybe a bit) but mostly because that's what a lot of fandoms are, in the end. This story is no exception.
In CW, Domino's death gave development to Fives (and Echo by extension) so this is one of the objectives to keep their complexity/development with their much-lived brothers. This story is no time-rewind, that I can tell :)
It's simply to answer this wonderful question I had in a sketchbook after listening to an Arcane-analysis video:
What do we do with the mad inside of us?
What I can add without saying too much is:
And that's all for now :)
