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the 'clone accent'

So, if you've watched the Clone Wars series, you've definitely heard the way that the clones talk. It's a strange accent- as an Australian myself, I kind of hear it as a mix of Aussie, Kiwi, and American- which is of course odd, because Temura Morrison (who plays the clones in live action) has a Kiwi accent as a Mauri man himself. Now, obviously this could just be put down to Dee Bradley Baker being an American, who are notoriously bad at doing Kiwi and Aussie accents, but I like to make things complicated, so I've brewed up a little theory/headcannon surrounding the clones' accents.

It's pretty commonly known that accents arise when a group are isolated from outside influences on their way of speaking- the same can be said for dialects. This phenomenon doesn't just apply to states or countries though. Through the pandemic, there were a few studies that found that accents could also develop within even smaller circles; in the pandemic, this happened with families or groups that lived together. It doesn't just happen in focus groups though- you are highly susceptible to picking up the speech patterns of your close friends and family, but it can also just happen with people who you happen to be around in excess.

I figured that this same logic could be applied to the clones. The earlier batches would have picked up Jango Fett's accent after being around him for extended periods of time, and that would have transferred to the other generations of course. The only other people that the clones come into contact with while growing up (and therefore intaking information like speech patterns as brains are more malleable when younger) are the Kaminoan personnel, the bounty hunters who train them, and later on Shaak Ti as their Jedi guardian. The Kaminoans have what I would place as either a British, or a particularly posh Aussie accent- think like politician or news reader. The bounty hunters mostly have an American accent due to predominantly being from outer rim worlds. Shaak Ti has a fairly ambiguous "foreign" sounding accent, and probably has less of an influence over the clones' accents.

Given the isolation of the Clones it makes sense that after a while they would develop an accent of their own, which I think is a fairly solid lore-supported reason for the strange conglomeration that is their speech in the Clone Wars and Bad Batch series. I would also love to explore the idea of them coming up with a stylized dialect of basic, which would also be awesome.

Anyway that's it I'm going back into my deep slumber and awakening the next time I remember I have Tumblr goodbye...........

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A deep dive into the clones' ability to lie

Because I've had this sitting around in my head for way too long.

So, it's pretty clear from what we see in the clone wars (and the bad batch) that the clones absolutely SUCK at lying. My favourite example of course being when Rex has to cover for Padme when the pair are having a conversation in the barracks- but some other examples include (but are not limited to) Wrecker lying to the guards on Kamino when the Batchers get captured, Fives trying to cover for the others when they are testing the Umbaran ships out in the Umbara ark, and a couple smaller examples here and there.

Now, obviously this can be written off as being added 'because it's funny' or 'for the plot', but that's no fun, and I like to over-analyse things, so here's my little theory.

So the examples I've given are examples of some seriously lack lustre lying, but we also have some examples of good lying here and there, like Omega in the bad batch for example, who funnily enough, isn't a bad liar- although she does break the facade on occasion, but I feel like that can be excused because, you know, she's a kid.

Anyway- though I will say, the basis of this little 'theory/head cannon/whatever' is a little shaky- I have some thoughts.

The Inhibitor chips. They have all of the pre-programmed orders on them, as well as inhibiting the clone's abilities to disobey orders- making them more compliant. But what other things do they inhibit? Surely if they have the ability to inhibit certain personality-centric things, making them more docile/compliant, they'd also be able to inhibit the ability to lie, right? Also, we only really see proper lying from clones without an inhibitor chip. Even Slick, the traitor from season 1 episode 16 isn't able to hold his facade for very long- and when you really look at his body language it is VERY clear he's up to something. It would also make sense, given that- as sad as it is- the more inhumane of the people in charge of the GAR probably would want soldiers who are unable to lie. It would prevent mutinies, and other plots, and the withholding of possibly important information. On that point- perhaps it is that inhibiting of disobedience that causes the inability to lie.

TL;DR: clones bad at lying- possibly a cause of the chips? And I repeat- this is not a super solid/canon supported theory, just a thought. Let me know what you think!!

More at 6 (or when I remember I have tumblr)

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The plausibility of the GAR actually having control over the galaxy

Me and some friends have been in a (FRIENDLY!!) back and forth debate lately about the plausibility of the grand army of the republic actually having control over the galaxy with their numbers, so I figured I'd try to gather tumblr's opinion on the matter.

So first I'll drop the stats: We know that the population of the Republic is supposedly around 640 quadrillion, and there are a couple hundred thousand worlds. That would mean there's a rough average population of 1 trillion per world (that's a statistic made by my mate who's good at maths- I can't verify it, I suck at maths). we know that the population of Coruscant- THE core world- is roughly 3 trillion, but smaller outer rim planets tend to not have much over 1 million. Wookiepedia puts the size of the GAR at ~3,386,000.

So here comes the trouble. 3.3 million doesn't exactly seem like enough to keep a republic with 640 quadrillion members in check- let alone the estimated several quadrillions of battle droids in the separatist army by the end of the clone wars- at least that's what one side of the debate is saying.

On the other end, the point is being made that yes, it's unrealistic if you're coming at it from a view of the GAR being a pure and uncorrupt body, with no outside meddling, which we know is not true.

This side (totally not my side what makes you think that) argues that the GAR maintains control because that's what Palpatine wants.

Think about it. The droids of the separatist army attack in numbers that normally leaves about 1 trooper to 3-6 droids. (or 4 troopers to like 40 droids if you're the bad batch) but the droids seem to be so poorly made that the troopers seem to just mow through them. ALSO, the troopers are literally curated exactly FOR war. You would think that the Separatists would eventually make droids a little harder to destroy right? Well, I mean they kind of did, but not quite enough that the GAR started losing.

Obviously this is completely speculation, and possibly a stretch, but also we know that Palpatine wanted the Republic to at least be convinced that they were winning, as it was all a part of his plan. So it would make sense to rig the battles right? Plus, the Separatists do win here and there, keeping it fairly realistic.

And to counter the 'general upkeep' issue- most systems have their own self-contained armies for day-to-day policing and peace-keeping, with the core worlds having the majority of the GAR presence. The GAR, while certainly having presence in the core worlds, doesn't actually have all that much control over the middle and outer rim worlds. This is why we see places like Tatooine, which are still technically part of the Republic, overrun with crime and poverty.

The size of the GAR is unrealistic, but not a 'plot hole'. The unrealistic size of it is actually a great example of just how much control Palpatine and his plot holds. The depth of the plot continuously blows my mind, and proves that there really wasn't any way to escape it.

But that's just my thoughts- I could very well be wrong. Let me know what you think!

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this is so cute...... it's gonna stay that way, right? right??

Auntie Omega

A/n This is dedicated to my best friend who gave me this idea and let me run with it.

Omega lives to see the fall of the Empire and the rise of the First Order. She joins Leia and helps train pilots for the resistance. 

This is a part one of what I’m hoping to make a longer series

I hope you enjoy!!

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“Leia, I'm just about done.”

Omega looks at her old friend who she had been fighting alongside since the early days of the Rebellion. In the years between the Empire’s fall and the first order’s rise the two had always been friends. Wrinkles had started to show on her face as much as they did on her own.Growing up and old together. Leia had accompanied Omega to visit Pabu many times, and was with Omega when she returned home the three times when it was the hardest. She had held her as she cried and reminded her that, though her brothers were gone, she was not alone. She would always have her fellow Rebels and she’d always have Leia.

“I don’t know why you would think that, You know as well as I do these pilots aren’t gonna train themselves. I need you here, Mega.”

“I know, I know,” Omega chuckles. “I just want to retire to Pabu, like my brothers did. I’ve had twice as many years as they got, I want to be able to put fresh flowers on their markers and watch Batcher’s great grand pups play on the beach. Wrecker’s kids aren’t getting any younger, I want to see them grow.”

They’d had this conversation before, sitting at this very briefing table. Omega felt done. The First Order was relentless and she didn’t want to lose any more people she loved. She fiddles with the necklace around her neck as Leia speaks.

“How ‘bout this? I’ve got this one kid — huge pain in my ass,you’ll love him — he needs training. He’s already good but you can make him great.”

“You are trying to appeal to my ego,”

“Is it working?”

“….yes,” Omega grumbles as Leia laughs

“Listen Megs, this kid is crazy. You were trained by crazy.”

“Hey!”

“You said that yourself! Crazy knows crazy so I need you to train him. You’ll like him, I promise. You’ve trained all my best pilots. Who was that last girl? Hillary? Holland? Oh, Holly! That’s it. You made her one of our best. She’s just about as good as Luke was, you know.”

Omega sighs, leaning more onto the table.

“Fine. But if he's a little shit then you owe me dinner.”

“Add it to my tab,” Leia laughs and stands up, motioning for Omega to follow her. They walk out of the briefing room and down the hall to the hangar, passing many who either greet or salute them as they pass. Both women smile and salute in return. Everyone on base had almost grown up with Aunt Omega and General Leia. If they hadn’t then they were surprised to find that Omega would adopt them eventually.

If Omega didn’t personally adopt you then she found you others who would be your family. She knew what it felt like to be isolated while surrounded by people. If she saw you sitting by yourself then she made sure to send someone else over and would make you start talking to each other. Omega always had an uncanny ability to bring people together exactly how they needed it.

As they walk into the hangar they squint as the bright sun comes through the open hangar doors.They hear it before they see it. Two figures, one man and one woman, both human,both in flight suits. Pilots. The space between them narrows as their voices get louder.

“You can’t shut off the karking engine mid-flight!” the woman yells up at the man in front of her.

“With enough altitude and, oh I dunno, life and death, then yes! I can!” the man yells back.

The pair is nearly nose-to-nose by the time Omega steps in.

“You two! Holly, you’ve got a cooler head than this.Tell me what's going on.”

“This nerfherder thinks that shutting the engines off would make for an effective escape strategy.”

“In the sky, or out in space?”

“In the sky, Aunt Mega. He’s got a kriffing death wish.”

Omega looks at the young man,standing there with his arms crossed and chest heaving. He’s ready for a fight.

“Well? In the sky would you turn your engine off?”

“He said tha—”

Omega holds up her hand, quietening Holly immediately.

“No. I want to hear this from him. It is his idea after all. So Mr. Trouble-maker…”

“Poe.”

“Gesundheit. Mr. Trouble-maker, care to explain why you think killing your engines in the middle of a battle would help you in any way?” Omega questions.

Poe thinks over his answer before beginning what she knew would be a long-winded speech bloated with chest-puffing and exaggeration. She knew both well.

“Well, as I was saying to my lovely acquaintance — Holly, was it —,if you’re skilled enough, a pilot could kill your engines only halfway and dropped behind enemy fighters and become the one doing the chasing.”

He finishes his explanation with a nod to a glowering Holly and turns his gaze back to the woman in front of him.

Poe had heard of the “Aunt Omega” of base camp. In her eyes there was a sparkle that spoke of wisdom, kindness, and love. Her hair is white as Hoth, held back by a red bandana,her face covered in laugh-lines that were evidence of a good life full of happiness. Everyone said that she was kind, loving, caring, and more. They also said she was hard-headed, extremely quick, and took no bullshit from anyone.

“Your response, Holly?” Omega turns to Holly looking to create a discussion instead of an argument.

“I said bullshit because your engines wouldn’t be able to turn off and then back on quickly enough to escape.”

“Half off,” Poe snaps back.

“Oh yeah well I’m gonna cut half your—“

Holly isn’t able to finish her sentence before Omega stops her once again.

“Thrusters.”

“Pardon?” Poe looks at Omega incredulously

“Not the engine but the thrusters. You have to lower the thrusters and pull back if you even hope to dream of finishing that tight of a turn.Technically, it could be possible if you lowered your thrusters to slow down already but kept the engines primed when you shut them off. And then turned them back on and immediately throttled all the way up.” Omega says, rubbing her chin in thought, though she already knows the answer. Her brother had taught her this years ago.

Poe turns to Holly and very maturely sticks his tongue out. She flips him off in return.

“All right, all right. Since you two have decided to be as immature as possible, why don't you test this out?”

“Mega, I don't know if that's a good idea,” Leia tries to start before Omega shoots her a trust me look.

“Those two x-wings have your names on them. Troublemaker, you get to test your theory and if you’re wrong, Holly you get to take out your frustrations in a game of tag,”

“Tag? What are we, twelve?”

“Did you play tag in x-wings at twelve years old?”

“Wouldn't you like to know, flyboy”

“Real mature.”

“You’re one to talk.”

Leia and Omega watch the two bicker before looking at each other and laughing, grinning at the next generation of youngsters who would be taking their places.

“If you two are done, I want to see what you’re made of. Go.”

The pilots shoot one last glare at each other before racing to their x-wings,throwing on their helmets, each one trying to beat the other to their ship. They carefully race through their pre-flight checks obviously safety is a large concern when playing tag with an X-wing.

“I’ll give you a couple seconds head start, Troublemaker.” Holly can be heard throughout the hangar, Omega turns and sees that there is a group starting to form around a radio connected to the com systems.

“The name’s Poe.”

“Is it?”

“Fifty credits the new kid eats it, Holly’s got this,” one mechanic says as he and another pull up crates for the growing crowd to sit on.

As Holly takes off she makes eye contact with Omega, giving her a two fingered salute.

“See? Crazy needs crazy,” Leia comments as they turn their attention to Poe who had been doing some tricks to warm up.

“You said he could fly, what is it that he's doing now? That's just fancy flippage and twirling.”

“Meh, he's got the foundation. I need you to help build the rest.”

They both practice for several minutes, getting comfortable in their fighters before hearing Omega’s voice through the speakers.

“Alright, I want a nice clean game. The guns are set to simulation so you can shoot as normal without messing up those beautiful paint jobs. Three tags and you're out. Got it?”

“Affirmative Auntie.”

Silence…

“Troublemaker?”

“It's not— ugh! Nevermind, yeah got it,”

The two fighters swing away from each other. The crowd on the ground cheers as Holly spins and hits the accelerator immediately closing in on Poe,

“Tag! You’re it!” Her joyous shout can be heard over the coms. The responding muttered string of curses isn't heard as clearly over the audience’s cheers for their friend.

“That’s one for Holly! Troublemaker, I’m still waiting to see that fancy trick of yours.”

The two fighters round back at each other, playing a game of chicken before they pull away and turn in opposite directions. This time it’s Poe chasing Holly as they zoom through the sky. She manages to evade him for a while as the sun gets lower and lower.

Leia and Omega sit by the radio as more people drop off, leaving to go finish work or rest in their quarters. Finally, after ages of cat and mouse, Holly makes a mistake and Poe lands a tag on her.

“Ha! Tag! How's that feel?

Holly scoffs in frustration as they return to the starting points.

“Alright kids this is taking a while. Next point wins, free for all. Go!”

At first Holly has the upper hand and chases Poe across the sky. Both pilots maneuver their fighters through tight turns and large loops, trying to get the other in their sight.

Eventually Poe gets tired of being chased. It’s time to test his theory.

He makes sure Holly is still behind him before opening a private com channel to her.

“Ready for that special move?”

“Never gonna work, I’m gonna have to fish you out of the jungle after this,” she says confidently as she narrows in on him.

Poe grins under his helmet as he locks the brakes slamming the throttle back, cutting the thrusters off, killing the engine, and spinning around full force before tagging Holly and slamming the thrusters back on and shooting right past her. Spinning around 180 degrees and tagging her before she can even turn her head.

Holly’s frustrated yell can be heard as Poe whoops in celebration.

“Great flying kids, come back in for a landing. We need to talk,” Omega says into the coms.

“That's totally not the scariest phrase in the galaxy.”

“I’m sure you hear it a lot, Troublemaker,.”

“You know what, I'm gonna come up with a name for you and you are not gonna like it.”

“I'd love to see you try.”

The two continue to bicker as they come in for a landing, parking side by side.

Holly jumps out of the x-wing and holds her helmet to her side. She walks towards the two older women still sitting on crates, now the only spectators left.

“Ho-ly shit,” is all she can say as she shakes her hair out and joins Omega and Leia as the sun starts to envelope the room in a golden glow.

“I have to admit Aunt Mega, he is pretty good.You could make him great though,” Holly admits, grinning and giving Omega a hug.

“Not you too! Leia put you up to this didn't she?” Omega realizes she walked straight into a trap as Leia and Holly exchange a knowing look.

“Who, me? Conspire with our favorite General to make sure my Auntie stays here for a little while longer? I would never.” Holly keeps her eyes wide and pouty for Omega who can't help but laugh.

“You little shit, you lost on purpose didn't you?” Omega shakes her head as Poe lands and hops out of his own X-wing. He saunters over, helmet on his hip, winking at Holly as he joins the group.

“Seeing as I won and my nerfherder theory was correct, what’s my prize?”

Holly looks from the General to Poe smirking.

“Lessons with the best.”

“If the lessons are with you, Pretty girl I will never be late to class.”

“Pretty Girl. That's all you got?”

“You don't like it? How about—smart girl?”

“Funny, the lessons are with Auntie Mega. She’s the best around here.” Holly informs Poe who spins to look at a smug Omega who simply waves at him. Holly waves goodbye to the small group as she runs to escape Omega’s glare.

“Alright then, what kind of lessons are we having? You gonna teach me any more tricks? I like that spin, you got a name for it?” Poe questions Omega, rapid fire.

“First you are gonna go get cleaned up, then you are gonna meet me up on that cliff in 15 minutes. I need to destress after dealing with you children.”

With these words Omega turns headed towards the end of the hangar, ready to go to her special place. Her shadow long behind her as the sun continues its descent into the horizon.

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Being new to tumblr is such a bizarre experience. I've only ever been fed the idealized version of tumblr from Pinterest posts, so actually joining was kinda like walking into a Renaissance fair and instead of seeing a bunch of elves and knights you see a bunch of people dressed like Anne Boleyn- it subverts your expectations, but makes sense if you think about it.

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I DIDN'T KNOW I NEEDED THIS UNTIL I HAD IT AND NOW I DON'T THINK I CAN LIVE WITHOUT IT

IT IS DONE,

IT

IS

DONE

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From a personal AU where the entire Domino squad survives Rishi moon and goes on to join the 501st.

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Echo's absence in the bad batch season 3

Okay, so, hello tumblr I'm new here. Not sure how this works AT ALL, but I thought I'd start things off by sharing my personal theory around Echo's screen time allergy in season 3.

So of course we know that Echo was a POW, and that it had a huge impact on him in more ways than one. This is common knowledge. I personally think that the reason that he wasn't there searching for Omega when we see them at the beginning of season 3 has a bit to do with that, and something else a bit sadder that I'll explain shortly.

So it feels redundant to say that Omega being taken obviously reminded Echo of his own experiences as a POW, and as much as everyone might want to argue that "it should motivated him more!!1!1", when someone has gone through what he did, it makes sense that he would want to stay further away; It would be super triggering and he very well could've felt that he would be no help when he was in such a state of disarray.

On that note, I think it also makes sense that maybe he went to Rex because he felt that the overall goal of the clone rebellion to take Tantiss would be a better way to get Omega back, rather than Hunter and Wrecker's more sporadic plan of just fighting their way to her.

And now for the sad part. I'm not sure if this is a common fannon of sorts, or maybe I just made it up, or maybe it could be cannon idk, but Omega serves as a major parallel to Fives for Echo. She has her comm designation of 'Havoc-5', she has his mix of immaturity, but also wit beyond her years, and she has that close connection with Echo. So I feel that losing her again, and in such a seemingly 'permanent' way definitely would've been a terrible experience for him. Echo isn't the type to run away from things, but his leaving to go help Rex does make sense, he would be going not only as a way to cope, with Rex tending to be who he can fall back on in hard times, but also because with Rex he's able to feel like he's still doing something to better the galaxy.

TLDR: Echo's absence is annoying, but can be justified if you squint at it <3

sorry that was so long but IN MY DEFENSE it's my first post so may as well make it a good one :^)