#wolfpack star wars

[arcsimper5]

Do you think Plo Koon's mask also has a translator inside it which makes his language understandable in basic?

Because being rather reptilian/insectoid in appearance, I assume that their main method of communication is probably screeching and clicks, rumbles and vibrations.

Also because:

Plo: ... and once Wolffe, Sinker and I give the signal, we will... *mask crackles, unintelligible screeching noises*

*Plo stops talking, adjusts his mask and tries again*

Plo: *more screeching*

Shinies: *horrified whimpering*

Plo: *sad eyes at Wolffe*

Wolffe: *rolls eyes* The General is having translation issues. What he said was 'once we give to signal, you are to advance and rendezvous with us at the marked co-ordinates'. Understood?

Plo: *gentle clicking noises*

Wolffe: And... *sighs* he says he's proud of us.

Everyone else: *stunned silence*

Plo: *soft screech*

Wolffe: *glaring at him* Really, General? Do I have... Ugh, fine. And the General says he... loves us... *blushes furiously*

Plo: *delighted clicking noises*

[rabb1ttrash]

Fives, please... just let him do a routine inspection in peace..

[naboosands]

I only had one thought today and it’s Plo Koon in Mandalorian armour

A gift for @melting-houses-of-gold

[boggsart]

There are a lot of things i messed up while making this, a lot of weird issues i encountered but couldn't fix, but someone already said i'm yapping way too much when i talk about my work, so i'm just gonna shut up lol. And enjoy, next one on the list is Captain Tukk 💙🪶 (there's no teal heart emoji so just imagine) I also just had to sneak in the sassiness™. I mean... woudn't you?

Here's one for Tech

Here's one for Hunter

Here's one for Rex

Here's one for Echo

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[veny-many]

My headcanon of Wolfpack's gathering be like:

[crashlanding-skywalker]

Fordo: Where are the kids?

Alpha-17: They're playing hide and seek.

Fordo: Where?

Alpha-17, looking at him: I don't think you get how the game works.

[omaano]

🤍 Wolf boys 🤍

[rooksunday]

“oh no, you’re mistaken. these aren’t troopers. they’re my padawans.”

it was difficult to read the expression of the jedi—master plo koon, apparently—but the senator had the impression of a smile.

the senator tried again, gesturing to the group behind the jedi. “they strongly resemble clone troopers. they’re wearing armour.”

“it’s a dangerous galaxy, senator.”

“those two have the same face!”

“yes. they’re clones.” the sense of amusement deepened.

the senator gestured broadly with both sets of arms. “you said they weren’t clones!”

master koon held up one capped claw. “i said they weren’t clone troopers. they are certainly clones. my clone padawans. as such, they cannot be deployed to the battlefield as you request. my apologies.”

“but—“

“or to any battlefield,” one of the clones put in. he—weren’t they all ‘he?’—had his helmet under his arm and a glower on his face. one eye had been replaced by a cybernetic implant. he bared his teeth. it wasn’t a smile. “sorry. padawan reasons.”

“aren’t padawans supposed to have those”—don’t say ‘stupid’—“little braids?” the senator tried in desperation.

the spokesclone’s expression somehow went even flatter. “i’m growing my hair out.”

“so there you have it,” the jedi intervened, clapping their hands together. “all padawans. no more war for my younglings. now if you don’t mind, we have duties in the temple—“

as the group marched past, the senator grumbled, mostly to themself, “you’re saying they all have the force? bullshit.”

no reply came and the jedi continued to radiate beatific amusement. the clones filed past, none sparing the senator more than a glance, until only the spokesclone was left. he tilted his head.

“what’s the force? what makes someone allowed to be a jedi, in your opinion?” he asked.

didn’t everyone know? the senator spluttered and vaguely waved one hand. “the force is-is— jedi can move things with their minds! that’s what jedi do! you know that, what kind of question is that?”

the clone curled his lip in a smirk. he shook his head. “they always…” he muttered, seemingly to himself, before lifting up his helmet and putting it on. his voice crackled flatly through the vocoder. “ta karkin’ da, senator. i put my helmet on with my mind. thanks for confirming my padawanship.”

with that, he turned, and marched away.

[cloned-eyes]

Commission done for @valkeakuulas starring the grumpiest and hottest Commander of the GAR

[renton6echo]

The fastest way to get Commander Wolffe to join the rebellion is to get C-3PO assigned to all his missions.

Man would abandon the Empire within the first 10 minutes of that droid’s ramblings.

[gamelpar]

wolffe text posts!! i am here to deliver

[tussilagoart]

AAAAH! At last! Drew a picture for #clonetober2022! Started on the first of October, ended up working on it for the whole week 🥲

I CHALLENGE YOU to zoom in and find all the clones. That’s it. Seriously, I don’t want my effort to go in vain 🤣

[goldnightshaade]

Plo and his sons

[veny-many]

Long time ago I talked about some Sith Plo things

And I remembered that idea now and wanted to make sketches.

The sketch about Sith Plo Koon casually stealing another child from now no longer existing village.

Wolfpack by his side because they are his boys am I right?

Ahsoka: No! There's no way Master Plo will fall! He's too perfect to fall!!

Me: Then... Just say that in this AU Plo was Sith all the time!

Ahsoka: Well in that case OH FORCE WE'RE DOOMED

+) Wolffe returned from hunting and Plo is interested

Wolffe: Telepathic Sith, and I'm doomed.

Plo: :)

[crashlanding-skywalker]

[The command batch chilling after a training session]

Rex: I wish I could control wasps and bees to sting my enemies.

Wolffe: Arent you too young to have enemies?

Rex: You don’t even know.

[monsieur-kazzle-dazzle]