#KX-series security droid

[jonberry555]

Star Wars Jedi Survivor Livestream Gameplay Clips

Stormtroopers Attack Cal Kestis and Merrin on Jedha

2 KX-series Security Droids Attack Cal Kestis and Merrin on Jedha

Kind of weird that The Empire Bricked Up 2 KX-series Security Droids in a random room on Jedha with no Exit

[m1b1rd]

[triblu]

Modded droids are a bad influence.

[comicchannel]

Star Wars The Black Series Jedi Survivor KX Security Droid Hasbro ‎F5594

Link para compra BR: https://amzn.to/3vnvfOa

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[thedarthray]

Black Series - Holiday 2023 by Darth Ray Via Flickr: Hasbro - Star Wars Black Series Holiday 2023 So far I''ve only picked up the Holiday Black Series when they hit clearance. Here's what I have so far: * Walmart's KX Security Droid (Holiday Edition) * Entertainment Earth's Crimson Stormtrooper from their Imperial Forces 4-Pack (2015) * Target's Snowtrooper (Holiday Edition)

[arc-77]

@aratechie continued from [here]:

Fritz glances up at the roof, which - lo and behold - has an enforcer droid perched atop it. And… Well, Fritz can’t help but let out a derisive snort at the sight of it just sort of staring off into space. “Beats me. Maybe it got philosophical about life. Or- whatever state of being that droids operate in.” He raises and lowers his shoulders in a small shrug. “We can’t seem to get it to stay down, though. It just keeps getting up there.”

"You don't find that concerning? Erratic behavior in a security droid twice your size? Might decide to pluck you up and strangle you."

The Dark Trooper eyed the KX-series enforcer droid with suspicion, despite its continued ignorance the both of them. Arakyd designed the model with uncannily lengthened proportions to instill a sense of unease in potential foes, or so he'd heard. While it was of much less potential danger to him than the state-of-the-art battle droids he'd often worked with, he couldn't never bring himself to fully trust the things.

"Does this outpost have a droid technician? It needs a proper diagnostic."

[spacepandar]

You don't know how excited I get anytime and every time I see a KX-series security droid

[nimata-beroya]

I feel like this is cheating, but I'm just insanely excited for this fic... for the WIP tag game, I'd love to see a snippet for Unbroken <3

Why would be cheating @takadasaiko ? It's for you, isn't it? 😆 Besides I'm spoiling you nothing that you don't already know 🤣

As Kallus approaches Andor’s ship, he finds Cassian outside talking with a member of the Pathfinders whose name is Melshi, if Kallus remembers correctly. Both of them are talking amicably, Melshi badgering Andor about something, while Cassian does his best to ignore it. “So, what’s it this time, hmm? Lieutenant Uful?” Melshi laughs as Cassian continues paying no heed to his taunts. “Aw, c’mon, Cassian, you know you’re awful picking up fake names.” A KX-series security droid peeks out from inside the ship, and says, “He’s right, you know, the possibility of Imperials finding out Blifle is fake is—” “Kay, don’t say it,” Cassian warns, throwing a look at the droid. K2s0 hesitates for a moment before continuing, “It’s high. The probability is high.”

[jltoystories]

The KX series security droid is terrifying on the Andor Series. Can’t wait to see how K2 comes to life. Follow for more daily Star Wars figure photography. . . . #starwars #starwarstoys #starwarstoypix #toyphotography #toyphoto #toypic #actionfigurephotography #kx #kxdroid #securitydroid #security #droid #toysofinstagram #imperial #starwarsblackseries #cassian #andor #k2 https://www.instagram.com/p/ClBAoSuOpqS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[zeydaan-isabella]

Axiom to K2SO

Collab with AxiomTF "Congratulations, you are being transformed - please do not resist." He certainly wasn't expecting that he'd end up as a 7-foot tall droid this week... it feels rather odd not having to breathe anymore, though he feel pretty strong now, too! I guess being a KX-series security droid will have a variety of upsides and detractors....

[galactic-hunter]

Repaints! Hasbro already gave us a Riot Scout Trooper recently, so you can buy him again with a new shield and two buddies. Is it worth $50.99 to you? I can't say, but it's here if you want it.

STAR WARS: THE VINTAGE COLLECTION 3.75-INCH GAMING GREATS STAR WARS: JEDI: SURVIVOR MULTIPACK (HASBRO/Age 4 years & up/Approx. Retail Price: $50.99/Available: Fall 2022)

Featuring premium detail and design across multiple points of articulation, as well as original Kenner branding, the STAR WARS: THE VINTAGE COLLECTION 3.75-INCH GAMING GREATS STAR WARS: JEDI SURVIVOR MULTIPACK is inspired by the STAR WARS: SURVIVOR video game. Riot Scout Troopers are deployed wherever the Empire needs to put down insurrections. Imperial Security Droids, also known as KX-series Security Droids, are commonly used in service to the Galactic Empire. The elite IG-100 MagnaGuard served as bodyguards to the highest-ranking Separatist leaders. All are formidable opponents. The set includes Riot Scout Trooper, KX Security Droid, and MagnaGuard action figures.

Highly poseable with realistic detail, this 3.75-inch-scale figure can be displayed in action figure and vehicle collections. Includes 3 figure comes with 6 entertainment-inspired accessories. Available for pre- order 6/1 at Hasbro Pulse and fan channel retailers.

[jonberry555]

Fighting a KX Security Droid for a Health Stim

Fighting and defeating another KX-series Security Droid, but this time to gain another health stim.

[stokofsky]

Runners Part 2

K-3NT regained perception. Time had passed. He’d been deactivated. But why? And for how long? What… what had been happening before he’d been deactivated? His optical sensors regained power, he could see again. He looked around. He was still in the shuttle. But… something was wrong. The viewport had lost integrity and, looking to his left, he saw that Lantsan was dead. He calculated a 89% probability the shuttle had been under attack from pirates, or worse… but he couldn’t remember.

He realized that despite his master being dead in his chair, he was not alone. He spun in his seat, suddenly tense. He balled his hands into fists, ready to fight off armed pirates. But he did not see anyone that looked like a pirate. He instead saw a very strange looking droid. It was the size and general shape of a long outmoded B-1 series battle droid. K-3NT had thought those were all long since smelted. He calculated a 50% probability this one had eluded destruction by desertion, and a 50% probability it had been manually reactivated by a criminal element before it could be destroyed. 

But looking further, he was unsure of either of those options. This droid had been through extensive aftermarket modification. Its head had an extra layer of metal plating which covered the optical sensors in a stylized T shaped vizor. A hinged rangefinder was sticking up from the right side of the droids head. It wore a jetpack, and various parts of its arms and legs had been subtly upgraded, including the dual wrist blaster on its right forearm. It had additional armor plates of some unfinished bronze colored metal on its body, including a pauldron on each shoulder. The left was embossed with the likeness of some sort of animal skull. K-3NT had only one immediate conclusion, this droid was frightening.

“Hello!” The droid said, waving at K-3NT. K-3NT flinched, trying to look around the cockpit undetected. There had to be a blaster in here somewhere. The battle droid waved again. “Uh, hello? Can you hear me? You might be damaged… I can probably fix you up a bit, but I don’t have my tools here.” The droids inflection was friendly, masculine. Perhaps he wouldn’t attack.

“Uh… hello…” K-3NT thought for a moment. The last thing he could remember Lantsan telling him to do was to be more polite. “I am K-3NT, assistant shuttle pilot…” He tried to think of how he could be polite to this droid. “What is your designation?”

The battle droid crossed his arms and tipped its head back and to the side. “Assistant pilot? That’s not right, you’re a battle droid, like I am, you are a warrior!”

K-3NT sat up straight with indignation, resting his hands on his knees. “I am not a battle droid! I am a KX series security droid. Manufacture of battle droids has been illegal for years. And I have been assigned co-pilot duty. I am not a war-”

The battle droid reached behind his back and unclipped something from the side of his jetpack. He threw it at K-3NT, who caught it, it was a reciprocating blaster rifle. He looked down at it, held in perfect form in his hands. The battle droid laughed.

“You’re a battle droid alright. Come with me, Enty. I will teach you to walk the Warriors Path.”

K-3NT spluttered. “I can’t just-! I have to-! My name is Kay Three EN TEE!”

The battle droid laughed again. “That’s right, Enty. And my name is B-111.” 

“One-eleven.” The battle droid didn’t laugh. Evidently he didn’t like being called that. Good. “Well, One-eleven, as I said, I can’t just go off galavanting with some ancient artifact. I have my orders.”

B-111 looked at K-3NT. He looked at the dead pilot. He looked back at K-3NT. “So… what were-I mean, what, uh, are those orders?”

K-3NT paused. With some annoyance, he realized he was still holding the blaster rifle. He wanted to throw it back in B-111s face, but… there was also something strangely nice about holding it in his hands. He looked once again over at Lantsan, or what the vacuum of space had left of him. He looked back at B-111. “I… I don’t remember my orders. Or what happened. And my master is dead. “There is a 70% chance I can return to Imperial service at this point. I’m not agreeing to anything, but what exactly is your idea?” 

K-3NT would have liked to blow this fossil to bits with his own blaster. But he’d also recalculated his chances of returning to service. He’d wanted to be bullish to B-111, but he was actually much more certain that he would be destroyed if he were to return to the Empire now. He’d looked over B-111s shoulder and seen the fireteam of the officer they’d been transporting, but no sign of that officer. There was little room for failure in the Imperial Navy, and much less room for failure from droids. 

Besides, the death of his master, though it did cause him a pang of regret, left K-3NT in an unexpected position of autonomy. Perhaps he would test the limits of this autonomy.

B-111 leaned forwards, as if to get a closer, more appraising look at K-3NT. “You were a copilot, right?”

“...Yes?”

“You want to still be a copilot, right?”

This took more thought. Eventually K-3NT nodded. “Yes. I would like that. But I doubt a relic of a bygone age like you could ever outfly a sophisticated mechanical entity such as myself.”

“Relic? Bygone age? Hah, Not so. I am a soldier perfected! Born in the fires of Geonosis, for the single minded purpose of combat, the glorious crucible by which all true warriors are forged!”

K-3NT looked up at B-111. This droid, he decided, was clearly several bits short of a byte. But he also seemed experienced and capable. The tactical advantage presented in having him as an ally was difficult to ignore, at least at this point. If nothing else he would likely have usable intelligence. K-3NT wasn’t even sure where he was.

“Where are we?” He asked, looking back out the viewport. The horizon of this world was blocked from view by high rising walls of scrap. Mangled sheets of durasteel, cracked and ruined transparisteel panes, gutted hulls and fuselages, wires, conduits, smashed bits of duracrete. K-3NT realized that his shuttle, and he with it, had been tipped into the rubbish. He’d been thrown away.

The thought was strange for him. He was not accustomed to cognitive dissonance, that was an ailment of the organic mind. However, it was the only term he could place with what he was currently feeling. The idea that he, a purpose built piece of capable machinery could be so carelessly tossed aside, this he calculated to be improbable. However, at the very same time, as he’d registered earlier, failure from droids in the Imperial Navy was very seldomly tolerated, and whatever fate had befallen him and the passengers of the shuttle that he was for all intents and purposes in charge of, that would very likely be considered an utter failure, no matter the details.

He could have gone on musing on this, but B-111s answer brought him back to current perception. “You, my brother in arms, are on what is known as Cymoon 1. The Empire produces weapons, ships, and other materiel here.” He leaned one elbow on the back of K-3NTs chair and slowly waved his other hand laterally towards the viewport. “And as you can see, they absolutely pride themselves on their peak efficiency.”

“This could all be here… waiting to be recycled for raw material… to be used in production!” K-3NT wasn’t sure why he blurted this out. He calculated a less than 50% probability that this was the case.

B-111 made a snorting sound. K-3NT wondered when a battle droid could have learned a vocal reaction like that. “Well, whatever the case, this is the scrap heap, and I’m offering you a a way out of it. So, Enty, will you come with me? I warn you though, life with me isn’t dull.The Warriors Path has taken me all across the galaxy, I’ve met all kinds of beings, many of them dangerous or unsavory. You’ll see more danger, more action, and more adventure with me than your entire operational lifespan could possibly see as a shuttle pilot for the Empire.”

Annoyingly, K-3NT found himself pulled in by B-111s words. Battle, danger, hadn’t he been made to face such things? The probability calculation of B-111 being a valuable ally, he realized, was now easily above 80%. 

Clutching the blaster rifle, K-3NT stood up, looked back down at B-111, and nodded. “O-K, One-eleven. I will come with you… and, I suppose if it will stop your prattling on about it, I will learn to, what was is? Walk the Path?”

B-111 clanked his fist against his chest twice in rapid succession. “Good! I’m glad. I will teach you the Warriors Path. Your first lesson, the honor of carrying a hefty burden.”

“What? Excuse me!?”

B-111 turned on his heel and left the cockpit, beckoning with his hand for K-3NT to follow. K-3NT sighed. “What have I just agreed to?” He asked, quietly. 

“What was that?”

“....Oh, nothing.”

[starskipperrpg]

Session 1 - Notes / Quick Summary (Part 1)

The following are my own notes from Session 1, this is part 1 of the notes and part 2 will come soon after.

Our players were introduced to Mimban, a war-torn muddy and wet world, plagued by war for over 20 years now. The players - a motley bunch assembled from across the galaxy were brought in with a few hundred other Imperial Army conscripts, making up the next wave in a war that has no end in sight. They first met Captain Anderson, an older man who's been in the Imperial Army too long to count. He was grim with the new prospects, telling them about the horrors of Mimban.

After a very quick briefing, he introduced Kairris, a diplomat with the Imperial Diplomatic Corps (IDC). She was joined by her aide Vlaari, a Lorridan Human, and their security droid K2K9, a KX-Series Droid. After introducing herself, she informs the arrayed soldiers that she is here on a mission and needs some extra soldiers. After looking over a few soldiers she picks out a few grunts, a Mandalorian named Paul, another Mandalorian - this one a medic - named Tarre, an older veteran sniper that had volunteered for duty on Mimban named Haro. Before departing for the Imperial bunker complex to be briefed on the mission the Captain also informed them he had orders for a Private Abel Hardy to join them. Abel was a young man, mid to late 20s, and nervous as all can be.

The party departed for the bunker, finding that while the base was staffed solely by the Imperial Army, the bunker was held down by the Imperial Stormtrooper Corps. The party moved off to an empty room to begin their briefing. Kairris has been sent by the Imperial Diplomatic Corps to meet with representatives of the Mimbanese Liberation Army to broker secret peace talks. The assembled group will be escorting Kairris, and her aide Vlaari, to the location for the peace talks. With no questions, the party sets off for the frontline. Their initial way to travel is MagLev, but Imperial Reports come in that the Lev was attacked and is delayed, forced to go by speeder the group takes a rickety old piece of kit that should have been decommissioned a decade ago.

K2K9, their KX-Series Droid and bodyguard to Kairris, attempted to work up the speeder, but was unsuccessful, the speeder that slowly came to life wasn’t improved or any different. With K2K9 driving, the party left the safety of the Imperial Compound and very quickly entered the true Mimban, a planet covered by long trench lines, fox holes, and mud. Out of the safety of the Imperial base, the sounds of a constant stream of battle could be heard. Even a hundred or two miles out, they could hear the shelling of artillery that filled the distant air.

[mousedroid-hoojib]

Vintage Collection Jedi Survivor Special set with Riot Scout Trooper, Magnaguard and KX Series Security Droid, and R2-SHW

[electro-strike]

Just received my Star Wars: The Black Series Droid Depot Toy Action Figures in the mail and decided to have some fun

Photos below cut

Casual conversation ( I love how many joints of articulation K-7R1 has)

Bly vs Battle Droid: who wins? You decide! (it’s Bly 100% don’t kid yourself) 

I may have bullied the Battle Droid a bit much