#Commissar Arc

[patriot2525]

Commissar Arc art

Commissar Arc, A loyal servant of the God Emperor.

Art made by @ComicsEstella

[patriot2525]

At the medical room that was on board one of inquisitorial ship, was young Commissar Arc. Who was pacing around nervously, as he was waiting for the Apothecary to come out.

finally after what feels like eternity, the Apothecary walks out from the surgical room, while she was making sure to be careful at whatever she was holding in his hands.

Apothecary: Commissar Arc.

Commissar Arc: Yes! *tried to held his usual Commissar composure, but he was unable to hide his anticipation*

Apothecary: *Gives a gentle smile, before handing to the commissar something that was wrapped up in blanket* Congratulations, it's a boy.

Commissar Arc carefully takes it from the Apothecary’s hands, before gently moves the blanket to reveal a newborn child face. The Commissar stand down at his newborn child, as smile began forming on his face and a small tear began falling from his left eye.

Commissar Arc: Hello my child *said the Young Commissar with shake voice, as he was filled with the immense emotions*

???: My Congratulations Commissar Arc.

The young Arc Turn around to see that inquisitor alongside the black Templars and sisters of battle has come to visit him

inquisitor: May we please know the name of your newborn child?

Ask the inquisitor, as he approached the new father, accompanied by the black Templars and the sisters of battle who surrounded young Arc. The Sisters and giving prayers of gratitude to the God Emperor for braining a new life to this world, while the the Templars Remove the helmets to take a better look at the child, with some of them even having a gentle smile on their face.

Commissar Arc: His name shall be… Adrian, Adrian Arc *said the Commissar, as his child finally opened its eyes.*

The small Adrian opening his eyes for the first time, he looks up at his father with his big brown eyes. As glancing at the Inquisitor, the Black Templars and the sisters of better that were all surrounding him and his father

Adrian: *smiles and begins making happy baby noises*

Commissar Arc alongside the Inquisitor and his friends and companions all smile at the little happy Adrian, as the all enjoyed these peaceful and happy moment in theis dark cruel galaxy.

What does jaune ship say to their child after they’re born?

[novankenn]

for your return i love to see some stuff for your "Jaune Gets a Gun AU" and your "Jaune Gets An Upgrade AU"

(In the Spirit of @howlingday's RU-JA-GUN-CON, and my own Jaune Gets a Gun Au I present... )

"Jaune Gets An Upgrade AU" Day One - (Chainsword)

????: Jaune is that you?

Jaune's gaze instantly switch from being accusatory of Ren being a potential Heretic to utter elation at the sight of the newest addition to the gathered group.

Jaune: AUNTIE BOBBY!

Ren: ... are those booths on fire?

(Imaged sourced via Google. No rights implied by this author)

Uncle Sam / Aunt Sally: Bobby....

Aunt Bobby : Sam and Sally...

Ren: ... seriously... are those booths on fire?

Jaune: (ecstatic) Impromptu Family Reunion!!!

Aunt Sally / Uncle Sam / Aunt Bobby: ...

Jaune: Come on now. Can you guys leave work out on the fringe? I mean we're family, and Mom is going to be so HAPPY to see you all!

Aunt Sally / Uncle Sam: Sorry Jaune.

Aunt Bobby : My apologies Jaune. It's been a rough couple of years.

Jaune: You having problems with Heretics as well?

Aunt Bobby : I wish. I'm dealing with Orks.

Ren: ... are we totally going to ignore the fires? Wait Orks? What's an Ork?

Aunt Sally: Ouch. Are you okay?

Aunt Bobby : I will be after a little R&R. Are you and Sam on leave as well?

Aunt Sally: Yep. Figured we visit the family before going back out.

Aunt Bobby : So who else is here?

Uncle Sam: Just Jaune.

Aunt Bobby: Just?

Aunt Sally: He has some explaining to do... and a call to his mom he BETTER make.

Jaune: I will. I will.

Aunt Bobby : Jaune, what is going on?

Jaune: Ah... um...

Aunt Bobby : I'm waiting.

Ren: ... I'm totally lost...

Jaune: I ran from home with Crocea Mors to join Beacon and become a Huntsman.

Aunt Bobby : What was that? Speak up. Arcs do not mumble!

Jaune: I ran from home with Crocea Mors to join Beacon and become a Huntsman.

Aunt Bobby : ...

Aunt Sally: Bobby, deep and slow breaths. Deep and slow breaths. He's you're nephew, and not a guardsman... so you can't execute him.

Ren: EXECUTE!?!

Jaune: Don't over react Ren. That's not happening.

Ren: ...

Aunt Bobby : So... Jaune...

Jaune: Yes?

Aunt Bobby : I will be talking to your mom before the end of today. I SUGGEST you call her prior to that... understood?

Jaune: Understood.

Uncle Sam: So back to the original discussion. So Jaune do you want to swap Crocea Mors for a Munitorum Mk III?

Aunt Bobby : Wait? What?

Aunt Sally: Jaune is going to return Crocea Mors so he's shopping for a replacement.

Aunt Bobby : I see. Well why not...

Aunt Bobby unsheathes her weapon and holds it up for everyone to see.

Jaune: Really a chainsword? That's so METAL!

Aunt Sally: A suitable alternative to the Munitorum Mk III.

Uncle Sam: It is. So Jaune? Do you... where did he go?

Aunt Bobby : Over there!

Aunt Bobby points past Uncle Sam and Aunt Sally towards Ren who is physically dragging Jaune away from them by the hood of his hoodie.

Jaune: Ren?

Ren: No.

Jaune: Ren?

Ren: No means No.

Jaune: Fine.

Jaune smiles and waves at his family as Ren continues to pull him further away.

Aunt Sally: That was rather rude of Jaune's friend.

Uncle Sam: I think he may be a Heretic.

Aunt Bobby : Wait! Jaune is friends with a Heretic?

Uncle Sam: Possibly.

Aunt Bobby: Possibly?

Aunt Sally: We were going to press the issue but then Jaune saw you... and well...

Aunt Bobby : There is no... well! We have to pursue this. Jaune's honor, life, and chastity are at risk!

Ren shivered as a chill travelled down his spine.

A/N- It's been awhile since I've been in this AU. I hope I've kept to the spirit of it. Let me know if I hit or missed the mark. Enjoy.

[howlingday]

RWBY Idea:

Mortal Enemies

What if Jaune and Tyrian have a similar relationship to Commissar Yarrick and Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka? Jaune lives in constant fear of Tyrian and everything he represents, while Tyrian will drop whatever he's doing, even if he's doing something for Salem, to fight Jaune.

[taryn40k]

*peeks through the door*

What delightful thing have you found here, lord inqui----*Gets side punched out of frame by the grey knight*

"I would really appreciate not having anyone unprepared exposed to our guest. And by that I mean that it is vital to restrict his exposure to anyone else on this ship, for all of our safeties."

[patriot2525]

Nikolay: please remind me comrade, what was the reason to bring us here? *Looks at his counterpants, as well as Peter Parker and Deadpool.*

Grimm Arc: We were brought here, because apparently we all share one thing.

Commissar Arc: A profound hatred towards the alien, the mutant and the heretics. *this answer received a raised eyebrows from the friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man, as well from the original Jaune and Friend Jaune AU*

Peter: No, I think it's ou-

Deadpool: It's our shitty luck. *grabs everyone in a big group hug, to which he was received with the-*

BANG! BANG!

Two shots from both Bolt Pistol and Tesla pistol to the head at the same time, Which caused now the headless body of Deadpool to drop to the ground.

Jaune and Yang Battle

Yang: Jaune.

Jaune: What is it Yang?

Yang: Fight me!

Jaune: Why?

Yang: Just cause.

Jaune: Did someone bet on this? Nora? Weiss? Neon? Emerald?

Yang: No just-

Jaune: Then no I’m not fighting you.

Yang: You scared of me.

Jaune: I mean, yeah, but mainly I don't see a point. Considering your record.

Yang: I have a clean record.

Jaune: Mercury, Haven Academy, you could barely touch him.

Yang: Don’t count.

Jaune: Neo, Atlas and Ever After you barely fought her and she whooped you.

Yang: Don’t count.

Jaune: Salem.

Yang: Okay that ultimately doesn’t count. She’s immortal!

Jaune: Then what counts Yang? Adam, who you tag-teamed with Blake.

Yang: Hey I carried that fight.

Jaune: Neon and Flynt which you got lucky by the way.

Yang: Now hold up Jaune. I beat them fair and square.

Jaune: Look I just don’t see the point.

Yang: So you pussy.

Jaune: Guess so. Unless I have reason then you are out of luck. Ask Ren.

Yang: Okay, if you win I will do whatever you want.

Jaune: Whatever I want?

Yang: Yes.

Jaune: Anything?

Yang: Yes.

Jaune: Okay. Let’s go.

Yang: Oh I'm so going to kick your-

Later on after the fight.

Raven: So he beat your ass?

Yang: Yeah.

Raven: And he didn’t even ask you to do anything sexual?

Yang: No.

Raven: Just spend time with me?

Yang: Yeah.

Raven: Damn. So what if I don’t want to spend time with you?

Yang: *points*

Raven: *sees Jaune*

Jaune: *screams in the distance* Don’t think I forgot about my village bitch! Don’t think because you are a maiden I’m scared to face you! Don’t think that! Don’t think that! I know where your baby daddy lives too. Don’t make me go to him, I will! You know what I’ll kill your brother too. Cause both you Branwens had me f**** up. Don’t believe me? Test me! Come and see if I don’t have that dog in me. Come and try me!

Raven: Okay. He is crazy. Well, my beautiful daughter, let’s at least spend an hour-

Jaune: What?

Raven: Three hours.

Jaune: What?!!

Raven: The whole day together. Come on.

Jaune: That’s what I thought pussy.

Qrow: Aye kid you-

Jaune: *demon voice* DON’T TALK ME QROW! GO SPEND TIME WITH YOUR NIECE BEFORE I MAKE YOU SEE CLOVER AGAIN!

Qrow: Okay. Okay. Calm down. I'm out.

Jaune: F***** bum ass- man I-I miss my family. When can I go home?! Damn. I have no partner. No money. No respect. Damn, I- I got nothing. Shit! I might need make a new friend or something because at this rate I'll be a villain.

In hell.

Adam: Damn.

Roman: Damn.

Hazel: God Damn. I feel sorry for him.

In heaven

Ironwood: Damn. I feel his pain.

Lewis: That is sad.

Alyx: *hiding behind Penny*No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

Penny:*trying to defend them both* Friend Pyrrha, please I apologize.

Summer: *holding Pyrrha down* Pyrrha, calm down young lady.

Pyrrha: Let me kill em. Let me kill em!

Marvel

Peter: Come to this side Jaune. I could use some company.

Fandom Universe

Fan made Jaune: I mean I may not be the overpowered character but at least I get something done.

Friend AU Jaune: I know the feeling man. It will get better. Probably.

[arc-misadventures]

Commissar Arc

Jaune Arc, finally putting an end to, Sun, and Neptune's homoerotic behavior.

[revivisection]

companion piece to @vossn's crime lord zlatko. meet originswap cosmas, aka commissar emmot hyde.

you should pull them up side by side, they're mirrored :)

ramble under the cut. will make a lot more sense if you're already familiar with cosmas lore lol

kept the outfit pretty close to the commissar outfit in game, but i made two decisions that made it still feel like cosmas. the belt goes under the coat rather than over so it doesn't cinch the waist, and the collar is opened up a bit to frame his neck augment (though you can't really see cause it's covered by his hand). i still wanted him to have his mouth scars, but he would've gotten them some other way so i thought it'd be cute if they looked different, arcing down from the corners of his mouth rather than going directly up. he does also still have his metal fingers, but they're covered by his gloves. all his augments look different :)

he lived a different life, he found a different name. the big divergence point is that instead of being thrown into the underhive, he joined the imperial guard in hopes of something better--or maybe he just really wanted to kill things with guns (state-sanctioned style). i think he ends up being a pretty good sniper.

he never would have been able to become a commissar as a regular grunt, so how did he do it? identity theft. he seized an opportunity to better his status by impersonating a dead commissar. he stole his name, stole his title, stole his deeds. stole his gender too. he didn't steal his life in the sense that he was the one who killed the og emmot, but he stole it in another sense of the word.

emmot's life since then has been a constant performance. it's a lie, but it's the kind he's lived so thoroughly it's become true. for all intents and purposes, he is commissar hyde. he's had to think fast and play it extremely careful. instead of cosmas' constant need to prove himself, emmot's existence depends on convincing others.

emmot doesn't have the same freedom as cosmas. where cosmas shaped himself in the chaos of gang wars and shifting allegiances, emmot lives in a rigid hierarchical structure. he's a servant of the imperium, carrying out the emperor's will. he has to conform, he has to follow orders, he has to be a lot more stealth about a lot more things. he's modeled his behaviour after hardass military types rather than criminals, but at his heart he's still a rulebreaker, he's a liar, and he's scum. he just hides it well.

when it came to naming him i wanted something kinda punchy like gaunt and hark's names. going to be repping gaunt's ghosts forever btw. 2 syllable first name, 1 syllable last name, something with a t or a k at the end. i ended up choosing hyde because it was funnyyyyy, like, yeah, guy with something to hide, guy with some strange things going on with his identity, lol. emmot stuck cause i really liked the mouthfeel, it has the hard ending while not being that harsh in sound, and i like the slight letter change from a more common name, very fitting for the setting i think. emmett (possibly) means "truth" lmao. my very trustworthy commissar named truth hider who has never lied to me. i also think emmot still sounds close enough to cosmas, since it keeps the o and the m, while still being distinct.

if you've made it this far. here's the black & white version

[redstairs]

first time tavia experiencing rogue trader court intrigues?

Janris saw the Lord Captain blink twice, and then she stared at him like he had just grown a second head.

"Why would the late Tabor Drivestem have killed his wife?"

Cassia answered in his stead, putting her teacup delicately back in the saucer.

"Lady Tavia, remember that Yerena Sauerback had been rumoured to entertain a liaison with no other than his own father."

"I..." The Lord Captain rubbed her forehead, incredulously, sitting back in her high seat behind the desk. "I think I'm getting a headache. Nothing about this makes sense. Who even are these people? Why do they act like conscripted twelve year olds without their commissar?"

Janris smiled at her while he threw a subtle look at his Horlogium. A quick briefing on the main families her Ladyship would meet at the Magnae Accessio had become a long, drawn-out conversation. She seemed unable to memorise even a basic family tree with its usual affairs and bastards and was somehow constantly astounded by court politics. In the meantime, the daily expense reports was waiting on his deck and would not write itself. 

"If I may, Lord Captain?"

The Lady Navigator placed the cup in front of her on the Lord Captain's deck. Janris was pleased to see her Ladyship respond according to the etiquette and enquire if more tea was desired with all the necessary forms. The two young women had bonded over overly complicated cutlery and during mock official dinners. 

"It might help to approach this like a holodrama." Lady Cassia's face was graced with a small smile. 

"I hadn't taken you as someone who watched any of them." The Lord Captain raised what would have been an eyebrow, if she had any hair.

"Well, my entertainment isn't as monitored here as it was on Eurac V. I really like The medicae's wife," Lady Cassia answered with a little colour in her cheeks.

"Oh I love that one!"

"Well, Lord Captain, it's a story not that removed from Tiphaynia's arc in the last season." 

The two women started sharing ideas and observations. Janris listened to their back and forth for a while. He didn't know the holodrama, but the Lord Captain's interest was sufficiently piqued, and she finally seemed to be able to remember the names and events without stumbling over them. He decided it was an apt time to take his leave. 

Later that evening, on the bridge, Janris was running through the last overview of cargo contents. The Lord Captain and the Lady Navigator were walking side by side, a dataslate in hand. Pricking up his ear once they got closer, he discovered they were trying to cast the officers into the roles of the nobles that her Ladyship would soon meet. 

"What about the second one over there, by the auspex console, with the moustache? Doesn't he remind you of..." The Lord Captain hesitated for a moment, flipping through the dataslate. "Here. Vincent Gaprak."

"Oh, good call your Ladyship!" Came a giddy answer. The two women laughed and moved further, leaving Janris to repress a smile at their blossoming friendship. 

[quietbluejay]

Warhammer Fics

In Progress/Done:

Horus Heresy The Abridged Series: (excellent dumb discourse, ingredience)

Bad End catharsis fics (The Death of Roboute Guilliman, the unnamed Perturabo fic where the Space Wolf commissars catch up with him)

self insert fic (where does that highway lead to aka highway to hell in my secret notes)

30k/Amber fusion (Out of Shadows) sorry this one's probably dead

Planned and Partially Plotted:

Yvraine and Iyanna steal the plot of The Blues Brothers and get the Ynnari back together

40k Space Wolves time travel to 30k Prospero

Plotbunnies:

Oops Erebus Killed Horus and is Puppetting His Corpse

B-Team causes problems on purpose (Astelan, Astraeos, Skraivok, Layak)

Lion redemption arc post-Heresy

Andromeda-17 mental time travel

[sapphim]

My Lancers! (Build a bastard picrew)

Gene "Heck" Hecklinger (callsign "Echo") is a geneticist turned hacker. People and computers are the same; it's all just code execution. She was sent out on a Union Science Bureau far-field team expedition in the dying gasps of the Second Commission and returned back to the find the utopian-minded fully automated luxury space communism Third Commission in charge some several hundred years later. (Thanks, relativity!) Subjective age she's like 90, which is like the equivalent of our 45. Smokes like a chimney. Stubbornly unwilling to give up facsimile cloning, which is a big no-no in ThirdComm. God forbid women override the subjectivity of their own bodies which they grew themselves in a vat!

Our last campaign arc ended with our unit going abruptly AWOL from our Union handlers and teaming up with a rogue AI for reasons that would involve too much explanation of the alien nature of AI in the Lancer setting, which to be honest neither Heck nor I are entirely clear on. (I was going to re-read that section, and then decided not to. For the bit.) What matters is that ANANKE has a stern demeanor and a concerningly laissez-faire approach to human experimentation, and one of our pilots is down outrageously bad. Heck has raised concerns about the ethicality of said experimentation and has numerous notes but, knowing Heck, the results will still be ethically dubious!

My new girl, Vaike, is a young local in a homebrew distant diasporan system largely cut off from blinkspace and the omninet, the vibes of which I am lead to understand are potentially articulated as Roman Empire meets Soviet Union meets northern/eastern European folklore meets 1990s-esque sci-fi magitech? There are space dragons. We kicked off the first session by killing the local commissar. Vaike has recently become aware of her ability to psychically connect to blinkspace (and thus the... internet, kind of?) with her mind, which has plagued her with weird fucking dreams. Her piece of shit old mech is always threatening to overheat and melt down spectacularly so she's constantly fighting to vent her reactor before she cores out. Into a flamethrower, mainly. :) (When the adrenaline from the last fight wears off she is going to be very upset.)

[patriot2525]

I need to see Commissar Arc meeting the atlas students like Neon, Coal, Ciel, and especially Penny.

Meeting the Commissar

Neon Katt

Neon: Sup, cutie. *gives a wink to the Commissar*

Commissar Arc: ... *completely speechless, as he stared at the abhumans so called uniform* What. is. this. *pointing at her attire, with a shaking finger*

Neon: like what you see, eh. *Give a catch smile, to the blonde Commissar* If you want we can go to a party and have som-ekk *grabbed by her collar with one hand of the Commissar, and first to stare right into the ever menacing Cybernetic glowing red eye of the Commissar*

Commissar Arc: YOU LISTEN HERE AND LISTEN WILL, BECAUSE I WILL NOT REPEAT MYSELF! *Brings her slightly closer to him* YOU WILL IMMEDIATELY CHANGE THIS INSULT OF A UNIFORM INTO A PROPER ONE, BEFORE I PUNISH YOU WITH 100 LASHES! *intensifying his angry glare, before lowering his voice into a whispering* Do I make myself clear, abhuman!?

Neon: *nodding furiously her head, While stuttering in fear* YES MASTER! I MEAN, YES SIR MASTER! I MEAN, YES MASTER SIR! I MEAN, YES SIR! *Shakingly trying to salute the Commissar*

Commissar Arc: Good. *Released his grip from Neon’s collar, and leds her fall to the ground*

Neon: *Hit the hard ground with her butt* OOF!

Commissar Arc: *Turns around with his back to Neon* You better have a proper uniform on yourself, when I return for a check up. *Turning his head to glance back at her with a glare* or there will be severe consequences, once I return. *starts to walk away from Neon, who staring at the walking way form of the Commissar*

Neon: ...

Neon: Is it weird that I feel turned on by this? *asking no one in particular, while having a small blush on her cheeks*

Flynt Coal

Flynt: Hey you! *points at the Commissar, while approaches him*

Commissar Arc: *Looks at Flynt* Yes?

Flynt: *narrowing his eyes* Are you that guy that threatened my teammate?

Commissar Arc: *raised an eyebrow* and if did?

Flynt: Listen buddy, I don't know what your deal is or who you are. *slightly lowering his sunglasses, to stay right in the Commissar’s eyes* But I know this, if you threaten my teammate again, I will shove my trumpet so far up your as-AEK!!! *gets interrupted by a punch from the Commissar to his stomach, Which makes him lose his breath. The Commissar then kicked to the back of his legs, causing him to fall on his back to the hard ground*

Commissar Arc: *Stomps his boot on Flynt’s chest*

Flynt: AH! *Feels the heavy boot of the Commissar on his chest, And then he heard a loud “CLICK” sound. He cautiously opened his eyes, to which he was meant with the sight the Commissar’s medicine form that was glaring down at him and the sight of barrel of the Commissar’s bolt pistol pointing at his face*

Commissar Arc: *Glare down at Flynt, while increasing the pressure of his boot on Flynt’s chest* I suggest you choose your words very wisely guardsmen.

Flynt: ... *gulps hard, unable to say anything out of both fear and nervousness*

Commissar Arc: Nothing to say? good. *Kneels down, while still maintaining the pressure on Flynt’s chest* Then I suggest you listen to me, very carefully. *increase the pressure on Flynt’s chest* I am a Commissar. My duties are to maintain order and discipline in the guardsmen regiment, that includes keeping dogs like you in check. *Pressing the barrel of his bald pistol on to Flynt’s forehead*

Flynt: *Feels his heart skips a bit, as he saw the Commissar’s finger was on the trigger*

Commissar Arc: You Should never threaten a Commissar, If you don't want to be executed as a heretic.

Flynt: *eyes widen at the mention of getting executed*

Commissar Arc: But fortunately for you, I am more merciful than the other Commissars. *Retracted his bolt pistol from pointing at Flynt’s forehead* So I suggest to you to be thankful, from my merciful forgiveness of your insolent insult. *begin straightening up, before lessing the pressure of his boot on Flynt’s chest*

Flynt: *takes a big gulp of breath, as if he finally came out of the water*

Commissar Arc: Now before you tried to threaten me, with your poor attempt at intimidation. *takes off his boot off Flynt’s chest* you wanted to know for what reason was my harsh treatment given to your abhuman companion, it's quite simple.

Flynt: *As the Commissar's boot was off his chest, he finally managed to lift himself slightly up. while still maintaining his eye contact with the Commissar, waiting to hear the answer*

Commissar Arc: The abhuman has shown disrespect to the guard and to the entire Astra Militarum by wearing that disgusting excuse of a uniform, and this kind of disrespectful behaviour is something that I will not tolerate! *looks at Flynt’s clothes* And It seems that I need to suggest the same thing, as I did to you abhuman companion. *Turns around with his back to Flynt* So I suggest that you change your uniform immediately, if you don’t wish to be punished for real this time. *begins to walk away*

Flynt: *Watching as the Commissar walked off* Man, this guy is scarier than the drill sergeant...

Ciel Soleil

Commissar Arc: *walking in the beacons hallways, About to take a right turn*

???: off *accidentally bumps into Commissar*

Commissar Arc: *slightly pushed back* Are you all right, guardswoman?

???: *immediately straightening herself up, before giving a proper salute to the Commissar* Yes Sir. My Apology for bumping into you, Sir. it is my fault for not watching where I was going, Sir. *takes a proper soldiers Stand, with her hands behind her back*

Commissar Arc: *slightly surprised at her actions, but quickly returns his serious expression* Could it be? A disciplined Guardsman for once, or at least Not like the others ones that I have the misfortune of encountering them. *slightly annoyed at the bitter memory of his two recent encounters, but quickly returns his focused at the guardswoman that was front of him* What’s your designation? Guardswoman.

Ciel: I am Huntress in training, Ciel Soleil. I am a student of Atlas Academy, and a proud member of the Atlas military.

Commissar Arc: *nods his head* Ah, finally some properly disciplined soldier Behavior. *Give a small smile* Tell me Guardswoman Soleil, where are you currently headed?

Ciel: I was headed to training class, for my routine schedule.

Commissar Arc: *raised an eyebrow* Routine schedule? Can you elaborate on that, guardswoman.

Ciel: Yes Sir. I have a schedule for every day, with each schedule filled with tasks for me to do and to improve my efficiency and study to become a huntress.

Commissar Arc: *very impressed, but not showing it*interesting, and what do you wish to achieve by doing this?

Ciel: *Makes a determined face* I wish to become one of the Atlas specialists, The Ace-Ops. The Atlas Elite soldiers, the best of the best.

Commissar Arc: *now genuinely showing his prideful Commissar smile, at Ciel’s determination to achieving her goal* By the throne, finally a true example of a warrior of mankind. If I would train her, I could mould her into a proper example of a guardsman, or perhaps even a Commissar. *Cleans his throat, returning into his commanding Commissar demeanour* Guardswoman Soleil, Do you know who I am?

Ciel: Yes, Sir. You are Commissar Jaune Arc, an officer that has a duty to maintain order and discipline amongst the soldiers. As well eliminate any corruption and traitors among the rings. This is all that we were informed by general ironwood about you, Sir.

Commissar Arc: Good, This makes things much more easier. *Puts his hand on Ciel’s shoulder* Guardswoman Soleil, You have shown remarkable disciplined and exemplary behaviour befitting of the guardsmen. Even though my first encounter with the two disappointing excuses of the Atlas’s guardsman that I have misfortune of meeting earlier. *showing bitter annoyance at the memory of them, without trying to hide it* You have proven that there is still hope for Atlas guardsman, which is why I wish to extend an offer for you.

Ciel: *Has her full attention towards the Commissar, eager to learn of the offer*

Commissar Arc: Guardswoman Soleil, I offer you to become my personal assistance. under me, you will be properly train and mould into the likes of Cadian Kasrkin. You will be trained to use various weapons, from the likes of Melee weapons like the chainsword and to the likes of long range weapons like heavy lastguns. you will be also taught how to strategise in every situation, and how to make tactical decisions that will change the course of battle into your favour. *leans closer to her, looking straight into her eyes* But I must warn you, that if you will agree to this, you’ll be subjected to most harsh and painful training that will break you physically as well as mentally, as this path will lead you not only to achieving greatness, but also filled with pain, that will make you sweat and bleed. So tell me guardsman Soleil, do you have what it takes to do this?

Ciel: *Has a fully determined look, as her eyes were shining at the opportunity to be trained by the well respected Commissar* Yes Sir. I'm fully determined to become Atlas elite soldier, it will be great honour to be trained by you, Sir.

Commissar Arc: *Smiles once again with a proud smile* Good. *Turns around and begin walking towards the training grounds* Follow me to training grounds, Guardswoman Soleil. Your training begins now.

Ciel: Yse Sir. *immediately rushing towards the Commissar to catch up with him, before stopping and begins following behind him in a slower pace*

Penny Polendina

Commissar Arc: *simply walking in the hallways, before spotting guardswoman Rose standing in the middle of the hallways* Guardsman Rose, What are you doing standing here?

Ruby: EEP *jump in startled surprise*

Commissar Arc: *simple raised an eyebrow at how easily Ruby got scared*

Ruby: JAU- I mean Commissar Arc, Please don't do that, You scared me. *puffed out her cheeks in a childish manner, while pouting like a little child*

Commissar Arc: *unfazed by Ruby’s childish behaviour, even though his is slightly annoyed by this* You still have not answered my question, Guardswoman Rose. what are you doing in the middle of hallways?

Ruby: Oh, I'm waiting for my friend to come here.

Commissar Arc: A Friend?

Ruby: Yep, She Should be here any second now. Her name is Pen-OFF *gets tackled by someone*

Commissar Arc: *This surprise attack made him instinctively to grab the heeled of his chainsword, ready to unleash the Emperors fury upon the unknown enemy*

???: SALUTATIONS FRIEND RUBY!

Ruby: *Struggling to say and move, due to an orange hair girl on top of her* Aek! Penny you too much heavy, Please get off of me, I can't- Aek! breathe.

Penny: Oh, Sorry friend Ruby. *gets off Ruby, and then help so to get up*

Commissar Arc: *Still holding his weapon, ready to attack at any moment* Guardsman Rose! I demand that you immediately explain who is this?

Ruby: Oh yeah. *Remember that the Commissar was here* Commissar Arc, This is my friend Pen-

Penny: Salutations! I am Penny Polendina and I am combat ready. it's nice to meet you Commissar Arc, general ironwood and friend Ruby told me lot about you *extends her hand for a handshake, while having a bright beaming smile*

Commissar Arc: *Looks at Penny with suspicion, before taking her hand for a handshake. slightly surprised by Penny's very hard hand grip that resembles that of the grips of the metal cybernetic hands of the Tech-Priest, As well feeling the lack of warm of her hand, as if her body was made of cold metal*

Ruby: *Looks at the time in her scroll* Oh no, Penny our Bullhead is about to take off, we need to go now.

Penny: Okay friend Ruby, goodbye Commissar Arc it was nice meeting you. *runs off with Ruby*

Ruby: Bye Jaune! *shouts out, while running with Penny*

Commissar Arc: *silently absorbing as the two Guardswoman running away from his sight, but despite this he still managed to have a glimpse of Polendina’s inner soul, which strangely resembles that of the Adeptus Mechanicus, with it's gray metallic colors of the machine spirit and the blessing of the Omnissiah* Penny Polendina, hem. I Should keep an eye on her, just in case. *begins to walk off*

A/N: and done, I finally finish this. Sorry for the long wait for new post. I can’t give any excuses as it solely my fault at being such a lazy ass. But anyway, I hope you will like it. It’s late in the night so now I’m going to bed but after this, I’m continue working on the second ask. Good night and good day for everybody.

[kaaragen]

All righty, my thoughts on Ahsoka!

I think it's okay. I enjoyed watching it, and I like being around the characters again. There are a lot of things that have 'cause for concern' but I'm going to withhold final judgement until I see how it plays out. Filoni is definitely Lucas' Padawan - in that he can't direct actors for shit, pace a scene or write dialogue that feels like something people would actually say.

Things I liked:

Chopper was great, as was his little banter with Hera. And, contrarily to seemingly everyone, I actually like Hera. Yes, she looks like the porn parody version (the flat lighting is not helping), but she does feel like the character, and also a natural evolution of that character as someone who has been both a general and a single parent.

The visuals are actually quite good - couldn't spot any ropey CGI or Volume work so that's a plus.

The story is set up nicely, Morgan works as an effective villain. Baylan and Shin are a bit one-dimensional, but we're two episodes in and I like their vibe.

I liked The Phantom Menace homages. Less enamoured with the homage to it's wooden acting and flat place.

The other galaxy - a neat way of expanding the Universe. Though now my mind is filled with the idea of it being the 40K galaxy, and thus images of Commissar Thrawn and Ordo Malleus Inquisitor Ezra XD

(...I'm going to have to write this fic now aren't I? -_-)

My minor annoyances:

Just do a proper opening crawl for God's sake!

The narrative contrivances were...a bit much. I don't mind one or two, it's Star Wars they're all over the place, but them piling up to get the plot to work was annoying. From the captain 'calling their bluff' by...doing exactly what Baylan wanted instead of, you know, keeping their highly important prisoner safe by not letting them aboard; to a third HK droid just hanging about at Sabine's house, instead of, I don't know, self-destructing and killing everyone in Lothal?

The Imperial infiltrators stuff is starting to grate. Because it could be done well - there's something to be explored in the idea that leading rebellions are different from leading governments, there are different challenges and various ways cynics can take advantage of that and corrupt ideals etc. But the way it's done just makes the New Republic look stupid.

The episode one cliffhanger was daft. We know Sabine's not going to die; and if she's going to get stabbed it should have an actual impact on the plot but bacta means that didn't happen. I can see why they decided on a two-episode premiere as that would have been a really weak ending.

Things with question marks:

Sabine. I don't mind her being a Jedi - feels a bit out of nowhere, but the idea of a non-Force sensitive (or weak Force-sensitive) training to be one, and compensating through other means, sounds fine. But I'm not sure it's something that works for her character. Wanting to learn to better defend Lothal etc. I get, but actually being a Padawan? Seems odd. Especially as we already got this story with the Darksabre arc.

The petulant teenager stuff bothered me when I watched it, but I've mellowed after a friend pointed out that Sabine has had trouble with family. She got denounced by her biological family, then her found family broke up at the end of Rebels. Makes sense that she'd be a bit lonely, cling to Ahsoka looking to recreate that and then react badly when it went wrong. So regressing feels natural, though I'm hoping that's over with now.

I'm not keen on her relationship with Ahsoka. Having them be a failed Master and Apprentice duo feels a bit like trying to force a relationship that didn't exist into being because I don't they exchanged a single word in Rebels. I would have preferred it if they didn't have much of one and their journey together explored their characters.

Ahsoka. She's about what I've come to expect from the recent series. But the Paragon Jedi stuff really doesn't suit her. I don't mind her 'I walked away from Anakin' line - I can see how survivor's guilt would lead to look back on things that way and think 'I could have saved him'. But a pin in it - it'll depend on how this is explored in the show as to whether I come to like or dislike this.

So overall, cautious but not turned off yet.

[noosferik]

The house is unfucked now, I fixed the washing machine and fridge, we got a new fuse, I'm managing the trash since we cleared out with the skip, I would be such a good political commissar, place is livable, insanity arc is over... guys...

I have my own room now and everyone's actually putting in some effort I'm in charge... wait holy shit it didn't even dawn on me until now

[novankenn]

To Regain Honor

/=/ 9 Months Ago /=/

Jaune sighed as he stepped through the opening elevator doors, and into Headmaster Ozpin’s office. The sigh became a growl when he saw his sister Saphron Cotta-Arc also in attendance.

“Mr Arc, or should I say Commissar Arc, thank you for your prompt arrival.”

“What is SHE doing here?”

“I am here,” Saphron cut in before the Headmaster could answer, “To correct your mistake.”

“Mistake? What mistake would that…”

“You are being charged with dereliction of duty, dear brother, and unless you return to Ansel with me at once… you could face charges of treason.”

“Father wouldn’t!”

“The Sky Marshall, our father, can not show favoritism. You know this. You are an ARC, we must be held to a higher standard, and you have been found wanting.”

“And if I refuse?”

“Then I will be forced to physically apprehend and restrain you.”

“Headmaster you…”

“I’m afraid Mr Arc that my hands are tied in this regard.” Ozpin sighed, “These charges being levied against you are also valid here in Vale, and as such I have to allow you to be taken into custody.”

“There has…”

“There is, Jaune.” Saphron reached into the pocket of her overcoat and pulled out a small object. She moved forward and placed it on the edge of Ozpin’s desk, in perfect view of Jaune. “You know what that signifies.”

“Administrative Punishment.” Jaune answered as he reached out and picked up the hand width sized tightly rolled piece of leather.

“Surrender yourself to me, now, and submit your self to Administrative Punishment, in addition to taking a demotion to rank, and this… incident will be forgotten.”

“And if I don’t?”

“I arrest you, and you face a Tribunal.”

 “Can I think about…”

“You’ve had ten months to think about the choices you have made. Make a decision, and make it now.” was Saphron’s cold reply.

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[howlingday]

Would the Imperium of Man execute Ironwood for trying to run from Salem?

I'm not an expert on Warhammer, so I'm not really the best person to ask on matters of the Grimdark universe. However, I will answer this to the best of my knowledge and ability.

I tried to find an answer on Google, but I couldn't find a specific answer to this question, which was "does the imperium punish cowardice?" The most obvious answer to this is "Yes" and that's usually by the blade of bullet of the Commissar, whose entire job in the Imperium is to execute cowards as a deterrent of treason and to instill good order and discipline among the guardsmen they are tasked to guide. Kinda like a drill instructor on the battlefield who will put a bullet in you if they get a whiff of anything less than proper soldier behavior.

However, this scenario is very... unique, and complex in a way that goes beyond simple cowardice. See, General James Ironwood, whatever his intentions may have been, was trying to help Atlas by keeping himself, the city, its people, AND the relic out of Salem's reach. So, yes, while he is essentially running away from the threat of the Grimm, it can also be observed as a tactical withdrawal to prevent even worse casualties, or the fall of Remnant.

Again, I'm not an expert. The better people to ask Warhammer questions would be @the-wayward-arc or @weatherman667 , though I also asked my buddies in the Discord their thoughts on the matter, and they responded with similar answers, saying either Ironwood would have been shot OR wouldn't have due to the tactical reasoning for his retreat. One response was, "If you're throwing Ironwood into the 40K universe, he would have tried to get an Exterminatus on Salem." Take that as you will.

And because I'm still trying to figure out the difference between a laspistol and a lichtor (hint: only one of them MIGHT kill ya), I also asked my buddies IRL, who have been in this nightmare of a universe since they were kids. I described to them this scenario,

"There's this general, and his kingdom is about to be destroyed AND the only thing that could stop the Big Bad from destroying everything. Would he be executed in the 40K universe for cowardice?"

The first guy's response,

"If it's a general, he's never seeing the light of day again. The Inquistors would send a guy to torture him to death, and the Imperium would send their guard to overthrow and replace him. And since he's not only acting in cowardice, but he's also sacrificing ammunition resources to the threat, he might be be turned into a servitor as punishment."

My other buddy said,

"It's hard to say in the setting of the 41st millennium. Funny enough, there's actually a similar scenario in the Siege of Terra where a Captain is ordered to move sky plates to block orbital fire, which saved a bunch of ground forces and civilians, but at the cost of their flying fortress that Dorn needed to protect Terra as a contingency plan. An atrocity of 100% casualties may be considered a success if the objective was achieved. A cleric was given a position in the Inquistors because he made the mistake of not reporting an error, then lying that the mistake was an indication of heresy, which it was. Actions as you see them now could be condemned or praised in the future, but you won't know in the now."

The second buddy then proceeded to drop the biggest lore bomb I've ever heard from the recent finale of the Siege of Terra series. But I won't spoil it here.

Was Ironwood a coward? Would he have been punished? What WH foe is equivalent to the Grimm? I have no idea, BUT what I do know is that I appreciate you coning to me with these fascinating questions.

Until next time,

KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!