#clone thoughts

[herenya-writes]

Buir aka Cody and his karked up relationship with one Jango Fett

Okay so I've had some thoughts rattling around my head for a fic, but i'm already writing a fic and this one is a bit outside of my wheelhouse, so i'm tossing said thoughts here for now. maybe i will one day write this. maybe not. enjoy?

Alphas call Jango “Prime” but the CC batches grew up knowing him as Buir, at least in the beginning

Jango gives Cody his name. Kote. Likes Cody. Listens to him, teaches him. Cody calls him Buir.

Jango chooses Boba. Young Cody doesn’t really understand the consequences of this choice until later.

All of the trainers remark that Cody has the same drive Jango Fett does, the same viciously clever mind. The same honed strength. Cody tries very hard not to show how much the words mean to him, especially when they could drive him apart from his vode.

Buir chooses the other side. Buir becomes Jango Fett. Cody won’t even call him Prime like the younger batches will. He hates the reminder that betrayal to the only family he’s ever known is as imprinted into his dna as his fighting skills are.

The war comes. He is named Marshal Commander and assigned to High General Obi-Wan Kenobi. He makes himself a beacon of all that a vod needs to be. He creates processes to hide vode who would otherwise be reconditioned or decommissioned. He is so very, very careful around Kenobi, who seems so perfect.

His loyalty feels torn between bleeding for his brothers and bleeding for his General.

Later, he meets up with Wolffe (and maybe the rest of the batch?). It’s after the rest of Wolffe’s battalion has been destroyed. Wolffe names General Plo ‘Buir’ and he does it with bared teeth. Daring Cody to call him out. (Cody leaves? Cody shouts? Cody panics and makes Fox help him find all the things he can do to keep Wolffe safe if it comes to that?)

Late in the war (after Umbara?) Cody is helping a brother who is pretty out of it. He’s young, barely earned his paint, and he mumbles something like ‘thanks, buir’. Maybe one of the medics hears it and teases Cody a little, but Cody completely shuts down. Sirens are going off in his skull screaming that that’s a name he has never been worthy of, not with so much blood on his hands that he is never going to be able to wash off. Rex calling him ori’vod is hard enough—he couldn’t save the rest of Rex’s batch, he barely saved Rex—and this?

He holds himself together until he reaches his quarters, and then he sobs his heart out. Maybe Obi-Wan is there to comfort him, but there’s only so much that can be said. Obi-Wan knows a thing or two about failing your children (they never should have been your children).

Optional happier ending: Crechemaster Cody. The little ones (clone and Force-sensitive alike) call him buir, and he names them ad’ika. He no longer needs to raise warriors.

[brax-was-here]

Opinion time!

Your body is cloned. Your consciousness is transferred from your old body to your new body.

Is the new body still "you"?

or is it just a carbon copy of you and the original you died when your consciousness was transferred?

[ahsoka-its-all-of-us]

This screams clones to me

[ratbaby15]

Got inspired, made something, hope you enjoy.

Pretty accurate if I do say so myself.

[rooniearts]

I really, really wanted Shadow to have a kid in the Pitayaverse, but having it be Silver causes a time-space paradox that hurts my brain. So I just cloned him and called it a day. Enjoy Wodahs (aka Echo) <3

Bonus:

[acceptrans]

Hope nobody did this with Plo Koon and Commander Wolffe before!

Tumblr messing up the picture's quality again

The template by @mellon-soup under the cut!

[frownyalfred]

thinking about a Damian who was raised his entire life hearing how much he looks like his Father, how he's the blood son, how he's better than any other child Bruce Wayne has taken in, starting to buy into it like a kid does, only to hit puberty and turn out looking like 80% Talia.

[eightbitpale]

They ran a guy over :(

[livinghalfway]

Who are you?

Dick was asked to pick up Damian from the dog park on his way home from Blud. When he wasn’t standing at the entrance Dick went in to go find him, stretch his legs and all. The last place he expected to find his baby brother was unconscious in the bushes. He had dark fresh bruises on his face, and Titus was nowhere in sight.

Whoever did this to his little brother will have hell to pay. That would have to come later though, the most important thing right now is getting Damian home.

Once he had the boy settled in the car he immediately calls Bruce as he starts to drive.

“Hello-“

“Bruce! Something happened at the park! I found Damian unconscious, bloody, and bruised in the bushes!” Dick struggled to hide the anger he was feeling right now. “Prep the medbay!”

Not even waiting to hear Bruce’s response he hangs up the call. Dick can’t handle a productive conversation right now, not when his brother lays silently in the backseat of his car.

It only took him a few more minutes to finally reach the manor, and when he did Bruce was already standing outside waiting for them. As soon as the car was stopped the back door was being thrown open, and Damian was being carried inside before being brought down to the cave.

Alfred, already down there, immediately went to work on patching the little boy up. At the same time Dick and Bruce discussed what the next steps will be.

About ten or so minutes pass, and in the middle of them talking another figure—and a dog—angrily enters the cave.

“Grayson!” Damian snarled, “because of you I had to call Drake to get me! What do you have to say for yourself!”

Dick was flabbergasted with what he saw in front of him, but it also provided clarity to the situation.

The boy in the bush looked exactly like Damian, yes. But the clothes he was wearing was nothing his brother would ever wear. He had old scars that didn’t match up.

Looking towards the med bay he had only one thought.

Who was the boy he found, and why did he look like Damian?

[josephsaturn]

POV ur Commandant Sobeck watching the citadel's camera feed

[bunnieswithknives]

As much as I love angst I think it would be funny if he just didnt give af

[herenya-writes]

@sillywizardvoice I am promoting your tags because they made me swear out loud because they hurt in just the right way

The clones, minds terrifyingly blank, echoing with only the truth that good soldiers follow orders, face the charged plasma of the traitors’ weapons and something deep within them settles even as the heat slips between plastiod, blacks, and skin. There is something correct about dying like this, like maybe this was their purpose all along.

hello i am once again thinking about clones and the impossibly complicated feelings they (Cody) must have around Jango Fett. that's Prime. and most of it's going under a cut because there are a grand total of two people in this world who give a shit about any of this but my brain would not let me rest until it existed on the screen

that's the guy. the one so perfectly forged for war and your life purpose that they made a million just like him. he is literally everything you could ever want, hope, dream, aspire, strive, bleed bleed bleed to be.

he's not your dad because dads are something that people have, and you're not really a person. you were born from a tube alongside hundreds of the same face but sometimes you look up through the windows and you see your face reflected back, older. kinder? distant. too distant to matter.

he's not your dad and you aren't a person, but you could have been. you know you could have been because little Boba Fett is a person. he has a name, first and last. he has a dad. he looks just like you but he is better. worthier. loved.

firmly in headcanon territory here but maybe Prime isn't just a distant figure for you. maybe he's the first person who you told your name to. maybe he taught you how to throw a punch. maybe he beat you bloody and raw and you silently thanked him for it because every time you fell you rose more perfect, more whole, more like him. maybe there were moments when you thought that maybe you were a person because he looked at you with a kind of sadness that can only come when someone loses someone they love.

and yet.

one day Prime leaves. you go back to training, to molding your hand to the shape of a blaster's grip and your body to the shape of a GAR-issued cot. you fight and learn and bleed and salute and march and train and you are everything the Kaminoans promised and more. Prime might have forged himself in the heat of battle time and again, but you have improved on the old formula. you cannot surpass Prime (he is a person, and you are not) but you know your hands are faster and your heart beats stronger.

and then comes the red dust of a distant campaign. maybe you weren't there. maybe you were on the other side of the planet or stuck behind rain-blasted walls parsecs away. but whether or not you saw doesn't change the truth (you need to be a person to be a witness) that Prime chose the other side. you, for whom loyalty to the Republic comes before all else, learn that the man whose face you wear did not choose to stand beside you.

between one breath and the next that will never come, a Jedi with a sword straight from legends (from flash modules) separates Jango Fett's head from his shoulders and Prime dies. ignoble.

a week later you salute your Jedi. crisp. clean. perfect. loyalty in your blood and the thump of a thousand synchronous footsteps rattling your sternum.

what is the legend of Prime? what does it mean that you never say his name? at night, if you dream, do you dream of the buzz of plasma over your skin? or the impact of a blaster, unerringly aimed at your own weathered face?

[originalartblog]

Have you ever seen Scott Sterling Best Volleyball Blocks Ever? I think the ADA should make use of Dazai even when he's incapacitated.

[cabbagege]

No even hi, how are you.

[spooky-pomegranate-orchard]

Always thought it must be real uncomfortable to sit down in full armour, more comfy to lean ,')

I don't actually know anything about Tumblr help me

[bet-on-me-13]

Ellie and Raven have a complex relationship

So! This is an AU where Dan is Trigon, and Ellie joined the Teen Titans. It's not really a Story, but I thought it was funny.

...

Robin: I have a Question for the two of you.

Ellie: What's up?

Raven: Hm?

Robin: You guys call eachother Sisters, Cousins, and in one case you called eachother Aunt and Niece. What's your exact relation?

Ellie: Well that's tricky. See, my Dad is the King of the Infinite Realms, and his true name is Danny. Raven's dad is Trigon, but his true name is Dante.

Robin: And are Danny and Dante brothers?

Raven: No, not technically. See, Dante is an Evil Alternate Future Version of Danny, so they are technically the same Person. But then Dante came to the past, got beaten by Danny, and got shoved into a Mortal body for a while.

Ellie: If that was all, they we could just call eachother Sisters or Cousins. Our Dad's are technically the Same Person, but they consider eachother Brothers.

Raven: Except Ellie isn't a normal daughter.

Robin: What? How?

Ellie: I'm technically a Clone if Danny, not his Daughter. So I'm simultaneously Raven's Sister, Cousin, and Parent since I'm a Copy of a version of her Dad, but I could also be considered her Aunt since Danny and I called eachother siblings before we decided I was his Daughter.

Raven: So Ellie is my Sister/Cousin/Aunt/Mom/Dad.

Robin: ...what the hell.