#thebadbatch thought

[ecmlol]

So I had a long conversation with someone about wrecker and why he isn't seen as a father figure as much as hunter is. And I don't know why it took me so long to notice it . I have always believed that wrecker is the closest thing omega has to a father figure. But hunter is giving all the credit in the fandom. It's the same as when a father does the bare minimum and people shower them with All the praise and mother's with nothing. Wrecker acts more maternal in a traditional way than any other batcher does. You might think I'm off my rocker with this but hear me out. Think about the traditional mother figure ? They are more physical ,normally emotionally, sentimental, and detailed oriented. Wrecker is the most hands on bad batcher than anyone else. He knew she needed space so he found a way to provide it for her with a privacy curtain and everything. Next he provided her with his doll. He didn't have to but he knew she needed a toy. Through his own love for food they started a tradition and they bonded over mantel mix . It's like a little special thing only they did together .it made her feel special. I put money wreck was the one that saved all of crosshairs stuff for sentimental value . I'm sure they still have all of techs things too. It's like the baby books a lot of moms want to do . I'm sure there are sentimental dads to but when most people think they think in hetero normative terms it goes to mothers. You can't forget that he was teaching her about bombs and tech was teaching her about ships and flying . What has hunter really done beside being the stand offish father that worries about your physical safety. Wrecker was even the first to greet her after omega return.if it wasn't for omega I think wrecker is the glue to the bad batch.

Side bar when wrecker hugged both crosshair and hunter at the same time if was giving mama bear vibes just saying..

[talesfrommedinastation]

a tiny but heartbreaking scene

From @beanabouttown

Echo gently touching the clone trooper doll tugged at my heart strings.

How he motions the arm with the scomp where his hand used to be.

Gently looking over the doll's features, it's complete helmet.

It's a little dirty, suggesting that it was previously owned and loved by someone else.

Who was that other person? Were they saved by a clone trooper? Occupied by them? Why was it made? Where are they now?

Omega is the one that finds it, and hands it to Echo. She recognizes it before he does.

While looking at the toy, Echo is dressed as a droid in disguise, right before being 'sold' by Hunter for credits. It's as if he's touching his past.

[ezras-left-thumb]

Has this been done yet?

[mrsfeiix]

Deep shower thought

What if hunter doesn’t really know how to take care of his hair? Like his hair is just always greasy, thick and covered in dried blood/sweat (the bandanna doesn’t help either.) Hunter just runs water through his hair thinking that’s all it needs. The poor sarge is just a mess when it comes to his hair . Well ….until his partner comes along and decides to hand wash his hair voluntarily. They know what they’re doing and oh man does hunter love it. The feeling of their hands massaging his scalp as they wash his hair with shampoo and conditioner drives him nuts. (Considering his heightened senses and all. it helps relieve the painful headaches he gets.) It gets 10 times better when they decide to also brush his hair at any given opportunity throughout the day. That man will sit on the cockpit floor , head resting in his partner’s lap as they slowly brush his hair while they sit in the co pilot chair. By the time they’re finished he’s completely passed out. Back pressed against his partner’s legs and head tilted back in their lap as he sleeps.

Just a thought

[genericficerblog]

Scars and Storms: Helping Omega get a good night's sleep during storms.

This is my 4th fic for @tbb-appreciation-week. My SFW fic for Omega, and some family fluff amongst personal angst for Omega. I will warn you, there are mentions of Medical Abuse, Scars and Trauma in this fic. If you're OK with that, enjoy. @locitapurplepink for you.

[gun-roswell]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Additional Tags: TBB - Missing Scenes (TBB S2E14), Snippets in time, Ficlet, POV Echo, Echo's thoughts, somewhat poetic form, reflections of life and choices, Could Be Canon, Echo the Arc Trooper, Echo the Soldier, Echo the Guardian, Echo's Diary of sorts, Echo reflecting of his choice to join Rex's Cause, Introspection Series: Part 21 of The Bad Batch S2 Add-ons Summary:

Set somewhere in Star Wars the Bad Batch and the Clone Wars galaxy of things (A Multiverse of Star Wars Fan Fiction by Yours Truly)

TBB season two episode fourteen / SO: SPOILER ALERT!

Echo is a true soldier. An Arc Trooper through and through. A leader with a biggest of hearts. Wanting nothing more than to save his kin. It’s not about the winning nor is it about the loosing. It’s not about defeating the Empire. It’s not about anything else except wanting the clones to have a future. Echo may not be able to save them all, but he can try his very best to save as many as he can. This is not about Echo. Or maybe, it is.

Part of The Bad Batch S2 Add-ons series

[marvel-starwarsfangirl]

More BB theory time

(Link to post down below)

I read this really great post on Reddit that discussed how Crosshair has been suppressing a lot because of what happened to him and it got me thinking.

We really don’t know anything about happened to him other than he was tortured by the interrogation droid and he was in the CX program. But that’s it. We don’t know the minute details. We don’t know who told him about Tech and I find it odd they just skipped right over that.

Since Crosshair hasn’t told us anything, I have a feeling we will get that Tech talk when he decides to tell us. The realization that his brother is gone could very well factor into his trauma. Imagine if Hemlock used Tech’s death as psychological torture. Or maybe Tech himself is “alive” and Crosshair knows something about it. The reason we haven’t had the Tech talk with Cross is bc it’s building to a moment in the finale when he opens up.

Just a thought tho bc I really don’t know why the writers would skip over such an important scene. For time purposes ig? That’s not a good excuse in my book.

Anyways, here’s the link: https://www.reddit.com/r/thebadbatch/s/ofbNH0yYHr

[salith-skies]

Kiwi 🥝

#thebadbatch Crosshair x f!Reader | not established relationship, post Tantis, season 3 spoilers(?), SFW | 547 words

When Hunter and Wrecker returned to Pabu with their younger sister and brother, I had no idea that my heart would feel… uneasy. I kept my distance. I watched him practice at the rocks by the water from afar. Omega was normally seen by his side, offering her help although he never seemed to accept it willingly. Hunter and Wrecker never too far behind either. I supposed they didn’t feel at ease with their brother yet, too.

At some point, the repetitive practice compelled me to bring out my brushes and paint from the back of my closet. I used a small canvas, starting out with a pencil sketch then a light base of colors. As I worked, my mind started to question my actions. Why am I painting this man? I’ve never even spoken to him, barely made eye contact.

I could not come up with an answer reasonable enough to satiate my brain, but I continued to paint. The more I painted, the more I could feel my heartbeat in my palms. The man made me nervous and I was unsure if it was a good kind of nervous. He always had a scowl on his face, anxiously bitting that poor end of the toothpick. He seemed… bitter. Not personable.

I felt someone next to me and I turn my head to see Lyana peeking at my painting.

“Afternoon.” I got her attention and she smiled.

“I like your painting.” Her smile shifted to a smirk. “Are you going to give it to him?”

I tilted my head and looked between my painting and the clone. “Maybe,” I said, chewing on the inside of my bottom lip. I turned to look back at Lyana. “So what’s new with you?”

Lyana presented a small basket. Inside were kiwis. “The firsts of the season. My dad asked me to bring you some.” I took the basket from her and thanked her. “See you around, y/n.”

She left and I looked at the kiwis. I never did like them much before. They were always bitter and never sweet enough. But I grew to enjoy them.

Over the course of three days, adding details to the painting, I had finally run into the man. The mayor invited the clones and I to dinner. My heart paused two beats when I made eye contact with him. I still stood and greeted each of them with a smile.

The dinner table had light conversation. Lyana asked Omega what Tantis was like and despite her father’s awkward reprimand Omega answered. I looked over at Crosshair, as his brothers introduced him as, as Omega spoke knowing he was there too. His temperament changed when Tantis was brought up, there was a shakiness to his hands and his eyes seemed glossed over.

I looked at my plate and picked up a kiwi slice with my fork and put it on his plate. His focus shifted to me. I did not say anything, but I watched him eat it. His expression was like mine when I was a child, trying them for the first time. It was bitter.

Perhaps that was why I was hesitant about him. I thought he would be bitter like a kiwi. Then again, I might grow to like him, too.

[imjustasimpxd]

SORRY GUYS BUT I WAS IN ANOTHER ANGSTY MOOD SO HERE’S A SUPER SAD CAPTAIN LEVI PROMPT I WROTE FOR MY DEAR FRIEND @thebadbatch🥲✨

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Title : Should’ve known

Pairing : Captain Levi x Reader

Summary : Levi always knew this world was cruel, however he never expected it to go as far as gifting him such a precious soul, only to then steal it away years later.

Word count : around 2,700 words

Warnings : heavy angst, death, mentions of blood, violence, depression.

Author’s notes : reblogs are appreciated!! I appreciate all feedback on my writing so that I can know what you guys liked and what you think I should improve on😊

Disclaimer : this is a work of fiction and should in no way, shape, or form, be taken seriously.

Side Note : this fic, and everything else I’ve written on my blog, is wholly mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

After everything that’s happened, after everyone he’s lost, Captain Levi thought he was used to the idea of death. 

Whether it was his friends, his family, or even his comrades: almost everyone Levi’s ever held dear in his life seemed to have all met that same untimely fate, one he’d encountered too many times before.

After waking up every day just to witness another person slaughtered right before him, killing just didn’t seem to affect the captain like it used to. 

It had sadly become a normal part of his life, something he had grown so accustomed to that he was never even surprised anymore when it happened. Even as so many more of his comrades died, including the ones by his own hand, he still never felt anything more than a hollow numbness, almost as if he was now completely immune to that sorrowful feeling. 

So then… if that was the case… why was it different this time? 

Why did he feel like dropping to the ground right then and there once Hange started speaking, delivering him a gut-wrenching piece of information he wished he could forget? 

“W-What did you say?” He stuttered, desperately hoping he misheard her say his wife’s name while she was reading him the list of soldiers they lost on their most recent mission. 

“Here,” Hange whispered, regretfully turning around the clipboard she was getting her information from. “Just read it.” She told him, holding back tears of her own as she shakily held it in the air. She hoped that paper would be enough of an explanation; and that she wouldn’t have to repeat those heartbreaking words once more. 

He snatched the clipboard from her instantly, desperate to find some sort of error in her writing, perhaps a miscalculation engraved on the paper. 

There had to be some sort of mistake, surely his wife couldn’t have died; not on such a simple operation. 

This mission wasn’t meant to be dangerous at all, it was merely a retrieval mission. There was a small village outside the walls that they needed information from, that’s it. The troops shouldn’t have even been gone for more than an hour. 

So why, why did things end in such violence? 

Why was he standing here, staring at his wife’s name on that ridiculous list of dead soldiers? 

None of it made any sense, none of it felt real.

How on earth could such a simple mission have gone so brutally wrong? What could possibly have happened that became too much for her to take care of?

If her only obstacle was just a couple of titans, then his wife should’ve easily been able to protect herself, he was sure of it!

After all, Levi was the one who trained her.

He had taught her everything he knew, made her train harder than any other soldier in the entire survey corp. 

There were nights she felt as though her limbs would detach after all the training he put her through. There were so many times she begged him for just a five-minute break, but he would refuse. 

Why?

Because he wanted to make sure she was prepared for anything that came her way. 

He thought that if he trained her hard enough then he would be able to ensure her survival; that he could prevent her from joining the same fate that countless others had succumbed to before now. 

It pained him to make his wife work so hard, but he just couldn’t risk losing her as well. 

He needed to be sure he was equipping her with all the best tools for combat, that she was prepared to face any conflict this vile world could throw at her. 

But he should’ve known… 

In the end, his wife was only human, and he was stupid enough to think any amount of training could change that. 

“I see,” he finally spoke up after a few moments of silence, handing the clipboard back to his comrade. “How did it happen?” His eyes fell towards the ground as he spoke, remaining there with no intention of looking upwards. 

Hange gulped softly, her words stuttering past her mouth as she began to explain. “They were able to complete their mission and give us the information we needed, but, on their way back they were ambushed by Titans; dozens upon dozens of them.” Hange paused momentarily, almost as if she was still having trouble processing the whole thing herself. “I don’t even know where they came from, I had already checked the area myself before the mission had started so there was no reason for them to even run into any titans.” 

Since he refused to meet her gaze, Hange couldn’t tell whether Levi was angry with her or not. She certainly hoped he wasn’t, but in all honesty, he would’ve had every right to be.

After all, Hange was the one in charge of making sure the mission was safe before sending the troops on it. She was the one responsible for giving out this assignment. 

She thought her efforts were enough, she thought she had made sure the mission was safe, yet here she was, regretfully informing Levi that his wife would no longer be returning home to him. 

“They were all backed into a corner.” She continued, her fingers clenching at her sides as she spoke. “The only way they would’ve been able to escape is if someone drew the Titans away from the rest of the group, and well,” Hange hesitated for a moment, not wanting to finish her sentence. “She, uh, she volunteered to be the diversion.” Her teeth quickly gritted in remorse, her voice cracking as she let out a quiet “I’m sorry” moments later. 

“So, she made the sacrifice play huh?” Levi asked despite already knowing the answer, watching Hange nod in confirmation once he finally glanced toward her. 

“Hmm,” He hummed in response. “Sounds like something she’d do.” 

It all made sense now. He should’ve known she’d do something like this.

How could she ever resist the temptation to sacrifice herself for the sake of her comrades? She was too much like Erwin in that sense. 

Her heart was simply too gentle to allow something as gruesome as death to fall upon those young cadets’ shoulders. 

She knew none of them were prepared to fight, the whole reason they were even allowed to accompany her on this mission in the first place is because it wasn’t supposed to be dangerous. 

But even if those soldiers could’ve successfully put their emotions aside and chose to stand their ground, they still didn’t have nearly enough combat training to fight that many Titans.

Those poor cadets were probably scared out of their minds, assuming this would be their last day on earth after seeing those disgusting titans approaching. But the captain’s wife is the one who stepped in; she’s the one who knowingly put herself at risk just so that they’d have a chance at getting away. 

As the rightful leader of those troops, she put her own fears and protests aside to protect her soldiers, prolonging their innocent lives by cutting hers short. 

In all honesty, Levi felt proud upon hearing what she’d had done, how she so courageously laid down her life so that the troops could keep theirs. 

It was a truly selfless act, a heroic one even, but Levi didn’t want his wife to be a hero; he just wanted her to be alive. 

“Can I see her?” He spoke softly, the pain looming behind his eyes becoming blatantly clear for once. 

Hange hesitated for a minute, not sure if she should allow it. With how things went down, there wasn’t even much left for him to see.

Was it right for her to let him witness that? Should she ruin the last image he had of his wife by replacing it with this one? 

Would it be cruel to do so? 

She certainly thought it was, however, when she looked into his eyes, noticing the desperation engulfing them, she knew he needed to see it. 

In order for him to fully accept his wife’s death, he’d have to see it with his own two eyes. 

No matter how unsettling it may be, he had to know that this was real. 

“I’ll leave you.” Hange whispered, her voice breaking as she walked off, giving her comrade his only chance to say goodbye. 

And there she left him. All those hours of training now wasted as he stood hovering over his wife’s lifeless body, his limbs feeling weak as he realized he was once again too late to stop another tragedy from happening.

Her blade was shattered across the ground, blood dripping from her mouth and staining the emerald-colored grass below. 

The very sight seemed to steal the breath from his lungs, his chest tightening, and tears threatening to slip down his cheeks as he silently stood there; unsure of what to do. 

He should’ve known it would end like this, he was a fool to think this wouldn’t happen; to think the universe would finally let him be happy for once in his life.

He should’ve just gone with her.

True, there was no way anyone would’ve known something like this would happen, especially since this was only meant to be a simple retrieve and retreat mission. But even so, he should’ve just went anyways. 

Maybe then this wouldn’t have happened.

Maybe then he wouldn’t have to watch as the medics draped that white cloth over her body, lifting it into the wagon to take back for a proper burial.

If only he would’ve stayed by her side like he promised at that alter.

If only he wasn’t peacefully doing his paperwork at the same time his wife was being brutally murdered beyond that wall.

Perhaps then things would be different. Perhaps he wouldn’t lie silently in bed every night, staring down the spot she used to sleep in as if he could manifest her coming back to him after staring long enough. 

If fate had been kinder to him, maybe he wouldn’t have to eat his breakfast alone anymore, or forget he doesn’t need to set out two cups when he’s making his usual tea in the morning. 

Levi Ackerman was used to death, it was all he’d ever known. So then, why did this time leave him so broken? 

Why was he initially so shocked when he first heard the news? 

His wife was a solider after all, she faced the possibility of death every single time she picked up that blade. 

This should’ve been expected. It was bound to happen eventually, right?

Didn’t he understand that? 

He didn’t actually think he could change fate, did he? 

She went out exactly the way she should’ve, she died a soldier’s death, one he was proud of. In the end his wife completed her mission, and the information she helped gather brought the military a significant step closer to saving humanity.

But at what cost?

How many more people had to die in order for the world to be saved? 

How much of humanity would even be left if things kept happening like this?

None of it made any sense, what did it matter if the world was saved when his world was already gone? 

After that dreadful day the captain continued to fight, but it was different now.

He was always a powerful fighter, but now that she was gone, he seemed to push himself harder than before. 

He never stopped; from dusk until dawn he was in non-stop motion. 

If he wasn’t on a mission then he was training, if he wasn’t training then he was helping plan their next endeavor beyond the walls, if he wasn’t doing that then it was an endless pile of paperwork. No matter what it was, he was always doing something.

At first the others thought he felt guilty for what happened and that’s why he was working so hard, because he wanted to grow strong enough to stop that from ever happening again.

But they soon realized they were wrong: He wasn’t fighting to get stronger; he was fighting to distract himself from his grief. 

Being a captain of the survey corp didn’t leave a lot of time for anything else, so he didn’t have to think about the pain lingering inside him that often. 

And that’s exactly how he liked it. 

He didn’t want to think about anything that concerned his wife anymore, otherwise, his heart might break again. Otherwise, that aching might return to him once more. 

All those discussions they had about settling down when the fighting was over, that silly little image of a house bursting with the laughter from the children they’d have together, all of it was ripped from his mind and cast aside to never be thought of again.  

He couldn’t think of them, not anymore. Not when every memory of her only reminded him of how happy he was back then; the complete opposite of how he was now. 

The only reason he would have ever considered leaving the military before was if it meant starting a family with her, but now he had no reason to leave. Now he works around the clock just so he can ignore that loneliness eating away at his heart. 

All those years ago he believed in fighting for a safer world, so that one day he could have a chance to grow a family in it. But now he only fights because he needs a distraction from reality, something to make him forget the agony crippling him from the inside. 

He should’ve known better than to believe in fantasies such as growing old with someone; those kinds of things just didn’t exist in their world. 

Those hopes of starting a family with the woman he loved had now been diminished, as if those hopes were a fire someone had spilled water over.

It was too painful to dwell on any memories related to her, so he made sure to keep himself busy all the time, that way he never even had the opportunity to dwell on them in the first place. 

He worked for hours on end, barely ever taking any breaks. This of course worried the others, resulting in Hange ordering him to go back home and rest.

But he didn’t want to go back home, not when everything reminded him of her. 

All the teacups she used to use, the shirts of his she used to sleep in, even that one spot on the couch she always used to sit on; every single thing in that house was attached to her in some way or another. 

The worst being his bed: the exact thing Hange was telling him he needed to use in order to maintain his health.

But he couldn’t bear looking at it, not when he could still picture it all so clearly.

The way she used to snuggle up against him, letting her warm body rest against his chest and a soft hand comb through his raven-colored hair. 

The way he used to hold her in his arms, peppering her face with gentle kisses to comfort her after a tiresome day in action. 

He couldn’t stand looking at that stupid mattress anymore, much less actually sleep on it.

That once warm spot on her side of the bed was now cold, replaced with a sudden emptiness that matched the one in his heart. 

So eventually he’d throw it out, replacing it with a new one his wife’s body never touched. 

As time went by, he started doing that with everything else too, until there was almost no trace of her beyond the memories that lingered in his mind. 

It would take him a while to adjust to living how he used to, that is, before he shared his life with someone else. But eventually, he’d adjust to it, because Levi Ackerman was used to death.

Then again, it was all he’s ever known. 

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This prompt is dedicated to my precious friend @thebadbatch Hope you enjoyed this and hope I didn’t make you cry too much haha, love youuu❤️

Also sorry I haven’t been as active guys, I’ve been SUPER BUSY with college, my job, and other personal things. But I’m trying my best to finish everything you’re wanting me to. Hopefully you all won’t have to wait too much longer <3

[cocolinagoodnight]

Season 3:

*Tech comes back in such a glorious badass way .*

Hunter, Wrecker, Echo, Omega : wha... what ...how?

Tech: "Well, I thought it was obvious ."

Hunter, Wrecker, Echo,Omega, Gronky, Phee, all of Pabu & The entire fandom: "HOW IS IT OBVIOUS?"

#thebadbatch

[galacticrambler]

The Bad Batch season 3 trailer features an incredible surprise

#TheBadBatch season 3 trailer features an incredible surprise #StarWars

I’ve been eagerly awaiting the trailer for season 3 of The Bad Batch, in Star Wars finally came through. And, boy oh boy, I was not expecting what I saw in that trailer.

Season 3 will wrap up a show that I initially had zero interest in when it was announced, but it hooked me from the very first episode. I never thought that Clone Force 99 would be as engaging as they have been. I can’t wait to see what happens with Omega, Hunter, Wrecker, and Crosshair. (RIP Tech)

Without going into any spoilers for things that I think they were trying to hide in the trailer (but I know were seen by more than just me), there’s obviously one major topic of discussion that we can’t ignore.

Asajj Ventress is back.

While we do know that Ventress died in the novel Dark Disciple, they have brought her back in some way to continue her story and add to the Bad Batch’s story.

However, according to supervising director Brad Rau, they know exactly what they’re going to do with Ventress.

“We don’t want to spoil anything, but want fans to know that any new storytelling with Ventress will align with the events of Star Wars: Dark Disciple.”

I, for one, can’t wait to see what happens.

[ecmlol]

I think tech would be proud of phee and her flying skills.

Oh and you m loving the gleams we get of tech and phee relationships. The little comments

[talesfrommedinastation]

My redneck neighbor Doug's predictions for The Bad Batch: Season 3

Well, the poll's in, kids: looks like we're getting a whole bunch of Doug-isms for the next while!

I did take a request from @amalthiaph, because heck, it made me wonder, too!

I texted Doug while I was waiting at the airport. Sure enough, Winter Storm Doug arrived with a whole bunch of texts on the finale season of Daddy Warcrimes 'n Friends.

Here's what Doug thinks will happen in Season 3 of The Bad Batch:

Daddy Warcrimes will learn what happened to Ryan-from-Accounting and spend a whole episode sobbing about it.

Ryan-from-Accounting comes back as Space Gandalf. Don’t know what Space Gandalf will be, but it’ll be him.

Stepsister Beth and Little Orphan Blondie will team up and save everyone in Jimmy-the-Scientist's lava lamps.

We will find out what’s in the lava lamps.

Toaster Strudel, Daddy Rambo, and Julio will find Damn-It-Jared* and take turns beating him with a tire iron they found in the trunk of the HMS Search Warrant. 

Houma-BBQ-Bitch will be killed by either Daddy Rambo or The Sons of Robocop**. Maybe Little Orphan Blondie, who knows.  

The freaky aliens running the mall on the ocean will attempt to rise up. They’ll get shot. 

Jimmy-the-Scientist will accidentally quote that robot cowboy show on HBO. 

Church Lady will use voodoo magic to resurrect her boyfriend, Sassy Park Ranger.

Nevermind. Church Lady will run into Ryan-from-Accounting-Who-Is-Now-Space-Gandalf and it’ll be written as sweet but it’ll come across as awkward. 

There will be mech suits. Maybe not, but I want mech suits, damn it! 

Princess Leia’s dad will show up with the Sonic Special.

Sonic Special will get zapped by the Emperor. 

The Emperor will show up and giggle. Why, hell if I know. 

Darth Vader shows up and mopes around before killing a bunch of people. 

The Sons of Robocop will start to be evil, but then be good, but then do evil things for good reasons. Daddy Warcrimes will follow suit.

*= Damn-It-Jared is Saw Guerrera. “We had this shitty new engineer that cost us half a million in bungled supplies and kept grabbing the CEO's executive assistant even when she told him to eff off. He was such a pain in the ass and this dope looks and talks just like him. Every time we saw his face we’d all say ‘DAMN IT, JARED!’ and that’s his name."

**= Scorch and the gang.

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Brig Scene Overanalysis- Tech

Grateful for my friend @523rdrebel for many reasons, but today I'm thanking her for sharing her thoughts on Tech and suggesting this Overanalysis.

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