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>>1833623
“Nine Nine Seven One, Nine Nine Zero Zero stand down before you are detained and dealt with. You all will behave this entire trip or there will be no trip and you will be on crew quarters duty for the next week.” Mal says sternly before motioning the class to follow. Bim sticks his tongue out at the kaminoan and pushes Klo one last time before joining up into formation. The class files through the blast doors situated at the end of the room leading down to the landing pads where several LAATs are sitting ready for the cadets. Mal looks over the class as you gather in the rain in formation. The Kaminoan points to the several squads assigning them to the transports. Finally your squad is herded into the furthest LAAT to the right. As you climb onto the LAAT you are handed a small headset by another Kaminoan before he leaves to tell the pilot to lift off. Static fills your ears for a second and then the familiar voice of Mal reaches you. “The Acclamator-Class is a capital class,, specialization, assault. Created by the Kaut Drive Yard in the yea…”

The Kaminoan drones on “Atop the main hull is a small T-shaped command tower, with two..” You hold onto the handles that were lowered for the cadets. It takes ten minutes to reach the ship but for you it felt like two as you watch the small Kaminoan city below slink into the distance below. “...and ventral turrets, granted the ship a good arc of fire.”

“Landing in three, two.. “ The pilot says over comms before motioning with his long gray fingers to the doors. The doors slide open with a pneumatic hiss before submitting to the dissonant sound of various classes talking. Inside the wide hanger you see the Kaminoan engineers working diligently on maintenance and spot several teachers with their large one-hundred-student classes. Over the comms you can hear Mal start talking about the subsystems of the Acclamator while also directing the clones to the door over to the far left of the room. The LAAT you arrived in takes off as the rest of your squad leaves the transport. Looking about the somewhat littered hanger you watch as several other LAATs land and take off as well as mountains of crates piled up in storage sections of the hanger/hold. Your squad, designated Whiskey, joins in file with the rest of the class as they leave through two large doors. Leading the platoon-sized class through the winding white and black corridors, Mal talks over the hundreds of footsteps on the comms about various specs of the Acclamator. One of the topics that you latch onto are about the turrets as you all enter the side turret emplacement station.

Several Turrets line the right wall with a team of hired men standing around a chair with what you assume to be the controls. Mal walks across the room as the class moves in for formation standing at a distance to the men at the station. Mal finishes speaking with one of the instructors and then stands off to the side.

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>>1833632
“Alright master Kal, you may begin.”

“Fire.” The human instructor, a Cuy’val Dar, motions with an open hand to the man sitting in the control seat. A small disc shaped target flings out of the bottom of the turret before the man swings around and fires a single shot destroying the target. “Mechanical skeet. Each packed with explosives for target practice. This turret emplacement is identical to the ones you will find on the field and I am here to ensure you are to control and fire one of these correctly and efficiently. Now..”

He looks at the class and points at one of your brothers who is standing near you-- Thyck. “You there. Take the gun.”

Thyck looks around his brothers and then points at himself dully before walking over to the turret. The boy fidgets with the controls and then steadies before giving the instructor a thumbs up. The rest of the class gathers around the viewing window of the turret seat quickly before they could miss any more. The instructor then places a hand on the shoulder of the man at the station and a small skeet flies out from the bottom of the turret. The boy quickly fidgets with the controls again shooting in wide arcs into the empty space missing the target entirely.

“Not even close. Next.” the operator says muffled by a cloth rag over his face.

“But I only..” the boy insists. The instructor walks over to the boy and sternly looks at the him.

“Oh no, you’re done. You only get one chance, you’re enemy wouldn’t give you more. Hardly gives you one.” He states with his arms behind his back before looking to the class. “Next.”

>What do you do?

>Raise your hand and volunteer to be the next to try your hand at target practice.
>Step back a bit and wait for some of the other members of the class go and learn from them.
>Talk to one of the other clones, (Of what)
>>Who? (Klo, Bim, Thyck.)
>(Write in)

>>1833640
>Step back a bit and wait for some of the other members of the class go and learn from them.

Be patient like a monk.

>>1833640
>>Step back a bit and wait for some of the other members of the class go and learn from them.

Alright. Before we really get into it...

https://brorlandi.github.io/StarWarsIntroCreator/#!/AKsBDoa6-FRJ-Jh8Flyb

Welcome! This is the first post of Star Wars: Sons of Kamino a quest about the life of a clone trooper within the clone wars. This quest will be founded within the canon material but it will not totally stick to it strictly. I'll take material from EU, 4Chan (previous Quests), and of course Headcanon.

I have a twitter that I'm locked out of because I lost the password and it's found at @KovQM . I will not be using the discord app in conjunction to the thread due to I'd rather keep discussion in the thread but I will be having off-quest questions at the end of each session.

That being said, thank you for coming along. I hope you all enjoy.

>>1833640
>>Step back a bit and wait for some of the other members of the class go and learn from them.

>>1833659
>>1833667
>>1833724
I'll wait a bit longer to just inject a bit of traction I'll say about 8-12 more minutes before calling it just to be safe.

If not then this will be the chosen option we will be following through with. Thanks for being quick guys. Kinda expected a bit longer to even get a solid start but it looks pretty much like a landslide for this option.

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>>1833727
(Probably sooner since it is three votes)


Writing guys.

>Step back a bit and wait for some of the other members of the class go and learn from them.

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>>1833640
I’m a bit rusty with this right now so bear with me and my slow typing

You step back slowly disengaging yourself with the rest of the crowd gathered at the seat. Watching as the rest of the class moves to try to get the next turn; eager to prove themselves. Thyck lazily and with much defeat written on his face climbs out of the padded chair and about half way through another boy, another of your squad who calls himself Jaegar, pushes him out and swivels the chair about before looking at the instructor and giving him a solid thumbs up. The instructor shakes his head and then leans over to the operator whispering something before several of the skeet fly out from the side of the ship.

You watch as the exasperated Jaegar moves the controls and steadily follows a single one before firing a small burst and manages to hit two that are near each other before shooting his arms in the air cheering. “Ah good you managed to hit one. Thing is, you missed the others and had let them just pass through. If this was a blockade you would of failed not only the task at hand but also you had failed your brothers.”

Jaegar looks around still with his arms in the air before slowly lowering them and squishing his head again, in defeat. You notice the operator shake his head before leaning back and saying something to the Instructor. “Alright. Next one up. Get it while it’s hot.”

“I’ll give it a shot,” one of the boys says before snickering to himself and climbing up to the chair with hesitation from the rest of the class. The instructor watches as the boy climbs in the seat and with a thumbs up and two skeet fly out of the side of the ship. “No force will be the same. You must adapt and react to the situation if you do not..”

The class watches as the boy struggles to place shots being torn between the two projectiles. “You will fail the task.”

Bim stands up straightening himself before looking around and sees you. He kind of semi jogs to you before talking in a somewhat hushed tone, “What are you doing back here man? Don’t you want to go next? I bet you could do it, hit the targets.”

>What do you do?
> “You’re right. Instructor, I’d like to go next.” Take the seat.
>>What would you do?
>”The operator, he has something to do. They’re probably grading us on this.”
>”Kal.. That’s what Mal called him. He’s obviously a Cuy’val Dar. Why would he be teaching us?”
>(Write in)

>>1833828
>>”The operator, he has something to do. They’re probably grading us on this.”

>>1833828
>You’re right. Instructor, I’d like to go next.” Take the seat.

I know this might be a bit much to ask but would you ever consider running a DROID Quest? Like a B-1 I mean.

>>1833828
>> “You’re right. Instructor, I’d like to go next.” Take the seat.

>>1833828
>and with a thumbs up and two skeet fly out
MESS

>>1833848
>Being a seppy supporter
Out.

Gotta finish this one first eh?
Honestly I'm not too sure how a quest like that would play out/the main themes of it other than "Comedy" which I'm not that great at. If there is a major outcry for it maybe(?)
but I'm already planning things.

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>>1833848
>>1833862
Alright calling it. Writing.

>>1833828
You stand there with you arms crossed as you look at Bim. His bald head dulled by his stubble poking through the top. The rest of the boys watch as another finishes failing his firing practice missing a set of three.

“You’re right,” you say plainly but before you’re able to call to the instructor you hear his voice. “Boys,” echos through the room dully bouncing off the walls as you hear it in the metal room a second time. The man walks up to you two in a straight stern fashion. “Not enjoying yourselves? You’re up next. Not participating does not mean no one wins or loses gentlemen. It means you are either a pawn or you’ve already been knocked off the board.”

“You,” his gloved fingers point down toward the both of you and your heart stops. “The bald one takes the right seat, the other takes the left. Make it so.”

You both look at each other, you frowning and him surprised, before either of you react the instructor motions to the operator. “Fire.”

You hear several skeet shoot out of the side and furrow your brow before sprinting to the designated seat. You see seven skeet in a V formation about twenty meters apart from each other and then you see six others in a seemingly random formation.

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>What do you do?

Combat. Every day in the life of a clone. Learning quickly will help you survive and thrive in this harsh world of titans colliding.

The system works off a string of actions and each taking a dice to perform. Later dice can be earned for re rolls and other such as you gain skill in a specific ability. Each action will be linked to the next but will have separate DCs depending on skill and difficulty of the action. Most actions can be determined by you but I’ll give some ideas on what could be a single action and I will take majority vote for a string of actions as well as mix and match actions to appease the crowd if so makes you uncomfortable then please state so.

Commanding another may also be in the life of a clone so take in consideration of what you would like the other to do.

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As this example isn’t the best to work with and you can mainly only do one/two things I’ll give you a small example of a combat string here with vauge titles but in action you will have a better understanding of what I’m saying.

>Throw EMP at (Group 1)
>Tell (Trooper) to cover you
>Roll to (Secondary Cover)
>Take aim at (Large Target)
>Tell (Trooper) to throw EMP
>Take shots at stragglers

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>What will you do?

>Tell Bim to focus fire
>>Which group?
>Focus fire on
>>Which group?
>Aim at a certain target
>>Which target?

(Testing System, nothing is concrete. If you want a simpler system I'll be fine with doing a 3d10 system or a simple 1d100.
Rolling at end of the action construction phase.

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>>1834071
Sorry about the wait. Had to come up with words for the system. Also sorry for the missing of an image.

The combat system is just to make you guys think tactical in a situation and to stress that actions matter. Note that there is not a "correct" choice as of now and you can go about doing it however you would like to. Though there may be better outcomes if the "correct" choice is made.

If this system is bad please don't just be like "Meh" because I'll change it if it is just going to be a hindrance and just makes the quest overall slow and boring.

I made the system in like ten minutes and can be unmade in ten more.

>Other Dialogue options
>"Bim, see that V formation? What happens if we take out the lead?"
>"Take the formation out their the most dangerous of the two groups."
>"This doesn't look like just the others. Their formations and movement isn't ridged."

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>>1834166
Shit. Forgot to do the close for the spoiler. Bottom part shouldn't be spoiled. Repostan that just because people don't read spoilers obviously. Green is easier to read and stand out here.

>Other Dialogue options
>"Bim, see that V formation? What happens if we take out the lead?"
>"Take the formation out their the most dangerous of the two groups."
>"This doesn't look like just the others. Their formations and movement isn't ridged."

>>1834071
>Tell Bim to focus fire
Bim, I want you to get that V formation, predict their movements and get to popping. I'll handle the randys.

>"Bim, see that V formation? What happens if we take out the lead?"

>>1834179
Option locked.

Writing.
Since I have you, is this system okay or should I use something different?

>>1834259
It seems fine for now, but until we get to actual combat, and have experience with the system, my opinion might as well be as important as a woman's

>>1834179
Seconded

>>1834269
heh.

Forgot to ask for rolls. Roll two d10s.

Here is the Combat Chain for this turn.

Action 1 :> Command Focus Fire -> V formation (0 Dice)
Action 2 :> Command Aim -> Center V formation (1 Dice(+1))
Action 3 :> Focus Fire -> Randys (1 Dice)

>>1834296
The (+1) is the +1 to the roll outcome not the amount of dice. So because of the action or the skill of the trooper then they will get a bonus to the action.

Rolled 6, 7 = 13 (2d10)

>>1834296

Rolled 4, 6 = 10 (2d10)

>>1834296

Rolled 9, 2 = 11 (2d10)

>>1834296

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>>1834308
>>1834317
>>1834352
First three rolls have been made. I'll take the first three and the best rolls out of the three. Critical rolls are taken regardless.

Action 1 :> Command Focus Fire -> V formation
Action 2 :> Command Aim -> Center V formation (9+1=10)
Action 3 :> Focus Fire -> Randys (7)

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>>1834071
“Blast!” you hear to your right. Bim’s obviously unhappy about this. Neither of you are. To be singled out in an army of clones may be exhilarating to some but you’re not the kind to go out of your way to be different from others. “Nerf herding… alright. Bim, what do you see?” You say quickly over your shoulder before swiveling your turret to face some of the skeet.

“Uh.. seven in a formation and there’s like five, no six others flying about,”

“That formation you got eyes on, what do you think if we took the lead out of commision?” You look over to Bim and he cocks his head and shrugs before returning to the sights. “You take it. I take the others. Check sights.”

“I get where you’re going,” he quickly swivels his seat out and tracks the formation. “Got eyes on..” he mutters. You track a few of the other drones moving in a formation you’re not too familiar with. Like gnats they move with odd jerky movements. Left, right, left, up, right, down, down, up, right, left… you watch as the few drones move in and out of your view farther and farther away.

“Three..” his fingers twitch as his sights track the first drone. There must be a pattern you think. Nothing is random, not in droids that is. Programming. That’s all it is. Ones and Zeroes, nice and predictable.

“Two..” the lines narrow up before his green sights lines up into the path. You struggle to track one of the drones. The movements are different each time making it harder than just ones and zeroes. Left.. right left right.. Wait. That last movement. There it is.


“One.” You move your thumbs to the bright red button before a quick burst of blue flies out of your right side. Tacking the lines you watch as it impacts into the first skeet exploding in orange and like dominos the others expand and move with the sudden mass and force pushing them around causing them too to explode. A second later your own gun fires and you watch as it grazes the skeet.

“Great shot!” Jaegar yells out to Bim. You lean back and look about just noticing how tense you were. In the corner of your eye you noticed the operator look at the screen in somewhat surprise.

“Don’t get cocky kid. For every right hit another miss,” the instructor looks at you, his face stern but not unchanging, and back at the rest of the class. “Next.”

You leave the chair and the instructor places his hand on your shoulder before leaning over to you. “Good call. Take the lead and watch the rest fall.”

>>1834576
His words, not cold, fall silently and is replaced by the other boys trying to get the next spot to prove themselves capable. Bim finds his way back to you and slaps you on your back. “That’s the Monk I know. How did you even know that’ll happen. Then the drone.. I mean you missed it but it didn’t look like a random shot to me. My target was going straight and I can't imagine being able to even graze a target like yours.”

The rest of the class finds their spot in the chair. One by one seeking the recognition of their peers. To show they are fit and ready. You watch them go and either make that goal or fail it. Either way you’re happy you’re through with it. That pressure was intense.

Several minutes pass before the final brother finishes his practice. “This is a fine group. There are few who leaves wanting. Most did exceptional at what you know and how you can apply that knowledge.”

Mal steps up and the rest of the class forms up in platoon formation and you look back at the operator and instructor who are both engrossed in conversation. Before you looked away you can see the operator look at you and you quickly turn around. He’s not a Cuy’val Dar.

The rest of the tour was of Mal explaining the measurements of the ship and the fire power which it possesses which only makes the experience feel longer than it actually was as it wasn’t before too long that you were right back at the hangar you arrived in. “This concludes the Acclamator tour. Tomorrow will resume Flash training and you’ll be.. Hey.. learning.. Hey.. the.. Hey.. Hey!

You jerk upwards to see a familiar face at the edge of your bunk. Bim. He must of opened the bunk to get you up. He looks about the barracks before returning to you. “Hey Monk, look, Jaegar, Klo, and Thyck are up for it again.”

Your eyes adjust to the dimly lit white room as you look at Bim. “Look, Monk. Just need the whole squad up for it. Haven’t asked you.. but.. “

You know what he’s about to ask. It’s curfew right now and they want to get some training in before the final simulation test starts in the next two months. You’ve been waiting for it.

>What do you do?
>”Why haven’t you asked me earlier Bim? Let me get in gear, you go the rifles right?”
>”Orders are orders and good soldiers follow them. If we don’t follow them why even have them?”
>”We have plenty of time for it tomorrow. If you don’t remember it’s free time tomorrow.”
>(Write in)

FUCK THAT TOOK AN HOUR I'M SO SORRY

>>1834581
>”Why haven’t you asked me earlier Bim? Let me get in gear, you go the rifles right?”

>>1834581
>>”Why haven’t you asked me earlier Bim? Let me get in gear, you go the rifles right?”

>>1834592
>>1834602
>you go the rifles right?"
Aw. I didn't even read it over.

Writing now.

>>1834581
>”Why haven’t you asked me earlier Bim? Let me get in gear, you go the rifles right?”

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>>1834581
“Bim,” you pause and look at him for a second. “Why didn’t you ask me earlier. You know I would of agreed.”

Bim looks a bit surprised and climbs down to the the ladder to your bunk. “Oh well..” his words fall silently. Whiskey squad. Been with them all since birth and each of them as weird as the last. Same voice. Same face. But never the same minds. You climb down after him and start putting on the cadet training uniforms. You open your locker and find it. A black three painted on the chest, back, and on the orange pauldrons. Your suit sitting in it awaiting you for your return. “Just tell me you already have the rifles. I don’t want to walk all of kamino to find a set of training DC-15As.”

“Jaegar volunteered for that,” he says as he hands you a helmet. You shake your head and place the helmet by you on the bench as you finish your boots. “Of course he did. Bet Thyck and Klo are out together to get access to the room right?”

“Right,” he says as he finishes his gear check. You do the same and place your helmet under your right arm. The both of you get up and find the door in the twilight. “Well. Time to go after them I suppose. It was like you guys already knew I’d join. Or you just wanted me to not know of it.”

The two of you jog by the rest of the cabins and find your way through the maze like structure as Bim guides you with comms they established earlier and it doesn’t take long before you see both numbers one and four on the backs of your teammates crouched near a door. Klo and Thyck both turn to see you two approach. Thyck looks up and pats your shoulder. “Well, done with meditations master Monk? Time to get some work in.”

Klo is still crouched and returns to his door. “Good to see you’re up and early, Monk. Jaegar is on his way up with the gear. Had to go to an arsenal for them too. He’s probably the most restless of us all. I don’t blame him. I wanted to see Geonosis too.”

“Maybe next time.” Thyck says as he watches Jaegar jog up carrying a medical bag with DC-15Ss hanging out as well as two DC-15As slung around his shoulder. Looking down you see something you’re not surprised to see either. A Z-6 rotary blaster cannon in his arm. “Ah!”

“Next time Thyck you’re coming with me to get your kriffing blaster.” Jaegar seems less pleased than Thyck is. “Take your pick Monk. Z-6 is for Thyck though.”

>What do you do?
>”DC-15A. Long range is probably better to do then anything else. Standard. Simple. Effective.”
>”DC-15S. Shorter than the rest but it’s lighter and easier to get around. Need to stay mobile.”
>”Who says Thyck gets to play with the big toys. I should get the Z-6. You guys did try to ditch me.”

>>1834790
>then
AHHHHHHH

>>1834790
>>”DC-15A. Long range is probably better to do then anything else. Standard. Simple. Effective.”

>>1834790
>>”DC-15A. Long range is probably better to do then anything else. Standard. Simple. Effective.”

>>1834790
>>”DC-15A. Long range is probably better to do then anything else. Standard. Simple. Effective.”

>>1834806
>>1834821
>>1834824
Well. That was easy.

Writing.

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>>1834790
“DC-15A. Republic golden standard is standard for a reason,” you say as you help Jaegar unsling the blaster and check the cartridges. Jaegar takes off his pack and removes a DC-15S and hands one to Bim. You look over your own blaster a quick second before watching Klo and Thyck muscle open the blaster door and turning on the system. Klo then slings over the other DC-15A and waves everyone to get in. The five of you donned in orange cadet armor look between each other checking gear as Jaegar hands out two EMPs to each of you. “Make them count. Not getting any more tonight.”

“Roger Roger” Klo says sarcastically as he leads the squad through the doors into a small control room before the simulation platform. “What kind of settings? Looks like…” He fingers through the console, “We have about six hours free until Bravo squad comes in.”

“Red Shebs. Bravo squad always makes us look bad.” Jaegar says as he moves up to Klo. “We need it hard. Harder than Bravo, what are they up at?”

“They’re scheduled for a CQC sim on “Medium.” We usually stick to medium during our sims too.” Klo says as he looks back around the squad.

“CQC? Close Quarters? That sounds much more fun than droid baiting in the middle of an open field.” Jaegar states. “I know you two don’t much care for it but if we are stuck in close combat we should know how to deal with it.”

“We do. Most engagements happen at range.” Bim says. “Thyck, what do you think?”

“Hard. Medium is great but we need a challenge. Hard is a challenge.” Thyck says ignoring most of the conversation. “Go hard or don’t go at all. Jaegar is right, Bravo is wiping us. We need to wipe them.”

“Don’t be so..” Klo says.

“So what?” Thyck says moving closer to Klo. “So thick?”

“Yeah. Thick.” Klo stares at Thyck as they both eye each other. “Keep it in you pants Thyck. I’m team lead and those are our brothers. Bravo squad is our brothers and I’d rather not talk about beating our brothers down like that.”

“Last I heard we are a republic.” Bim says before he points over to you. “Monk, What do you think?”

>What do you do?
>”We shouldn’t go all out the first round, we have six hours so we should use it to cover basics. Easy with open covers. Probably best for a capture the flag like our final test.”
>”We are a unit and if we don’t get along with each other we are useless. Objective-based game on medium.”
>”Close Quarters Combat. We should try for advanced tactics. Clearing and securing rooms is also a main part of a trooper. Medium.”
>”Try for the final test settings on hard. Scale the wall and clear the citadel. We should prepare."
>(Write-in)

>>1834980
>>”We are a unit and if we don’t get along with each other we are useless. Objective-based game on medium.”

>>1834980
>”We are a unit and if we don’t get along with each other we are useless. Objective-based game on medium.”

>>1834997
>>1835003
Alright Writing!

Hope you guys are enjoying. Also I hope that the transition from Childhood and now was well received. I didn't know if I could do a whole lot with a childhood story line except some anakin-esk highjinx but that seemed a bit too outlandish or I could continue with the tutorial like look at things and have Mal describe stuff.

>>1835047
Doin good so far, sorry about my intermetant voting on phone at work

>>1835086
That's fine man I do the same when ever I get the chance.

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>>1834980
You shrug to shift the weight of the blaster slung over your shoulder and look at each of them. Clones. The same everything except the one thing that matters in a fighting force and that’s cohesion. You sigh a bit, you’re not squad lead but Klo is being overzealous about cones that are not even in our squad. They may be brothers but they are competition now. “Objectives.”

“What?” Bim questions with his brow furrowed underneath his clear visored helmet.

“Objectives. It’s no wonder why we can’t beat Bravo is because we keep having knives to our own throats,” you say looking at them. “Blast. When was the last time we did the best in our bracket? When was the last time we worked as a team instead of as individuals?”

“If the republic wanted individuals they would of hired bounty hunters,” Klo agrees with you. “But they made us. They made clones. Men wrought from the same. We may be different but in the field if we force our differences then we are only going to let each other down.”

“Get a load of this guy. Klo, you sure you like women right?” Thyck says before laughing at his own joke.

“You’ve never met a girl in your life. None of us have,” you state and get a giggle from Jaegar. “That’s not our purpose. Our purpose is to be a singular unit. The sword and shield of the republic.”

“Mal gave you that speech too Monk?” Thyck says. You sigh giving little care for what Thyck is saying by now. “You and Klo would make a good pair.”

“A unit, Thyck,” you say. “A unit knows when to move, when to shoot and when to work together. We don’t. Objective-Based game on the Medium difficulty would be the best for us. Something like king of the hill that moves around the sim.”

“King of the hill.. King of the hill..” Klo mutters to himself as he returns to the console. “Ah. There we go. It’s kind of king of the hill. Five bombs around the area, five stations for each bomb.. Uh.. The droids are programmed to capture the bombs.. There is a respawn. So it takes around fifteen seconds after being shot and only revived by a designated medic. The king of the hill part is that you have to stay in the station for twenty five seconds to set the bomb or remove it. The team with the most bombs on the other side wins.

“So a little bit of both CQC and ranged?” Jaegar says looking between the group. “Fine with me.”

“Fine. With me if it’s fine with you Thyck.” Klo as Thyck narrows his eyes through his visor.”

“Yeah. Fantastic plan Klo.” Thyck says sarcastically. “Fine.”

>What do you do?
>”This is good. Klo, set it up.”
>”Something Different, Any more options?”
>(Write in)

>>1835130
>>”This is good. Klo, set it up.”

>>1835130
>>”This is good. Klo, set it up.”

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>>1835157
>>1835174
Calling it. Writing!

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>>1835130
“Set it up,” you say to Klo as you pat him on his shoulder. He turns back to the console for a few seconds and types on it. When he turns back he gives a thumbs up and motions silently to the elevator with an open palm in a chopping motion. “Through that door and up the elevator we go.”

You all check your gear a last time and form up into a rough formation before filing through the door. Klo goes to the controls and turns the elevator on. “Ready. Set. Mark.”

The five of you all stand in the elevator tensing up to the next warzone. A ritual all soldiers know. The silence before the storm. The calm before the cacophony. The great waiting game. Jaegar decides to break the silence first, “How many clankers do you think there will be?”

“Enough,” Thyck says dully. Thyck was probably the seconds most interested in fighting. Surprisingly Jaegar is more into the hunt than anyone else even though he is the most relaxed. Probably because he isn’t afraid. He enjoys it.

“Lock it up boys. We’re going to see a beautiful lady.” Klo comms over.

“I thought Monk said we don’t get pretty girls.” Thyck says.

“We get the prettiest of them all. Her name’s the field.” Jaegar inputs agreeing with Klo before the group laughs somewhat uncomfortably. “Time to meet her.”

The elevator rises slowly as the exit opens up above spitting your group out inside a small room with a small ball like item. “Look here. The objective.”

Thyck walks over to the ball and places it on his back letting it stick magnetically. “Easy. Where is the challenge here Klo?”

A small yellow-orange blaster fire pierces through one of the windows and slams into Thyck’s turned back. He collapses and falls to the ground dropping the objective. “Clankers!”

“Blast!” Jaegar says as he slides to Thyck. “He’s alright. Give me the medical perms Klo.”

“Sending.” Klo says as he swings his DC-15A around and moves to one of the windows. “Three turret emplacements; north, north-east, and north-west.”

Bim slides up to the side of Klo. “Ten clankers behind walls. There is a building near North east and a two-story near north with another building, a three-story, in north-north-west. A bowl in the center with a bit of cover and a tower near the turret at north west. An uphill battle it looks like. Cover line about midway then the bowl then some more cover. Center looks like the way we are to place two bombs. Others must be hidden.

“10 seconds on Thyck.” Jaegar says. “Which path should we go to?”

>What do you do?
>Go building to building from North east to north to the north west.
>Take the tower first to set up over watch.
>Go center should place the bomb as quickly as possible, it’s a matter of winning through objectives.
>(Write In)

>Who will carry the objective?
>>Bim (5)
>>Thyck (4)
>>You (3)
>>Jaegar (2)
>>Klo (1)

>>1835292
>Take the tower first to set up over watch.
Clear the tower of snipers only, then proceed.
>Go center should place the bomb as quickly as possible, it’s a matter of winning through objectives

>>1835326
sure

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>>1835326
>>1835332
Writing

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>>1835292
“Take the tower. It’s a good position to have.” Klo says as he checks his cartridges. A few more bolts of the yellow-orange fly threw the windows harmlessly dissipating onto the checkered floor.

“I don’t like those snipers.” Thyck grunts as he begins to stand back up.

“Either way, we should deny the enemy of the point. I say we cash in on the objective now to stay ahead,” you say as you move to the opposite window to make the same observations as Klo and Bim. You can’t see any driods walking around out there but you know most of them are either hiding or in the buildings.

“Agreed.” Jaegar pipes in as he places the fake med-kit into his bag. “Can’t split the group since you guys had a speech about it. That means no snipers, Klo.”

Klo looks around and slouches a bit and shrugs. “Fine. Take center and deny tower. Monk, Thyck, take the Turrets on North-West down so we can advance that way. We have an H cover in center but the turret emplacement can see most of it. Jaegar and Bim will take center. Run the bomb while we provide cover. I will advance to the tower with Thyck and Monk after we take the turret emplacement. Good?”

“That’s fine with me.” Jaegar says smiling underneath his helmet. Bim and Thyck just nod. You stare out onto the gray checkered field. Several of the other sims you’ve done seemed to be the same route. Good beginning plan but after the first few orders it just degrades. You and Thyck both stand up and Jaegar gos by the door and holds up his fingers. Three. Two. One. His hand then forms a fist and slams into a door unlock button and the sound of metal doors slide open into a direct cover. To your left is the objective, the turret emplacement already beginning to fire with Thyck firing back. There are three more peices of cover and a slight dip into the ground. You can see a training droid’s head pop out of the nearest one.

There is a crate farther west that is near another cover piece that looks empty. The closer you get to the emplacement will be less dangerous but you can’t sprint to it because if you do you know the droids will just shoot you in the backs. And then you have to worry about the other side firing at you too.

>What do you do?

(Combat) (choose any or come up with something else.) (Combat Chain)
>Sprint to the first cover.
>Toss an EMP into the covers.
>Run to the Crates
>Take pot shots at the turret
>Try to take out some of the droids in cover.
>”Thyck provide cover fire.”
>(Write in)

>>1835429
I feel like this might be a good place for me to go to sleep while you guys talk about how to deal with this. I'll write when I get up.

>>1835429
>Toss an EMP into the covers.
>Sprint to the first cover.
>(Write in) Provide covering or suppressive fire

Also, can we have a map?

Thanks for the thread boss, gotta go sleep.

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>>1835442
get ready for shit map. The thin lines = differences in height. The thick lines = wall. numbers = members of Whiskey Squad.

Not doing maps ever. But since I'm being bad at english right now then yes here man. I have a few other things that will have to be represented in image format but that will come later ;^)

>>1835442
sure

>>1835442
Did you want you to provide covering fire or someone else? Jaeger and Bim will also be moving to the center at the same time.

>>1836064
Provide cover for bim if needed

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>>1836066
Alright. Sounds like a plan. I'll get ready for the day and then I'll start writing

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>>1836076
Back.

>>1836047
>>1835442
writing!

>>1836177
wait!

Action 1 :> Toss EMP into the cover group
Action 2 :> Sprint to cover
Action 3 :> Provide cover for Bim and Jaegar as they advance to the middle.

>>1836234
SHIT!

Roll 3d10s

the break down was a dice for each

Rolled 9, 5, 4 = 18 (3d10)

>>1836236

Rolled 1, 9, 4 = 14 (3d10)

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>>1836257
>>1836299

Alright looks like I'll be writing with this unless someone else rolls. I'll take the first three rolls. Still have a chance to crit the first action to override the crit fail.

>>1836313
kept you all waiting long enough. Writing!

Rolled 5, 6, 7 = 18 (3d10)

>>1836236
late fag

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>>1835429
Action 1 :> Toss EMP -> Cover Grouping (1)
Action 2 :> Sprint -> Next Cover (9)
Action 3 :> Cover Fire -> Bim & Jaegar (4&4)

You move your hand down to your utility belt and find one of the EMPs Jaegar gave you at the beginning. You click the activation button on it and watch as it sizzles out; shocking you to your core, you drop it out of surprise and shake your hand to get the numbing feeling of several hundred volts of electricity. Shaking your head you turn and comm over “Imps are duds…” you sigh and look back to the other cover. “We need to get to the next cover, Thyck can you take lead to get to the next cover?”

You point with an open hand to the nearest cover. Thyck swivels himself over to you and nods before moving up in front of you. He turns his head over his shoulder and shouts, “Let's move!”

The two of you jump out of the first cover and Thyck begins to lay down suppressing fire. You sprint past him and slide to the small gray checkered barrier hearing the blaster fire hiss past your head. You turn and see that you’re not the only one making an advance as right behind you you can see Jaegar and Bim begin to sprint down into the center bowl. It’s mostly open field until you get to the center where there is a circle of staggered high barriers around both bomb positions. Twenty-five seconds to wait in there.

Watching the two begin you raise your Blaster to meet the opposite end of the arena. There are four droids preparing to ambush your brothers. The DC-15A is made for long range encounters and you can guess this is a long range encounter. The four training droids don’t notice you so you begin to fire. Blue blasts of electromagnetically charged plasma tumble through the air and slam into the first two droids which fall back and knock over the two standing behind them.

You watch as Thyck hits several of the droids standing up behind your cover before he hunkers down next to you. “What’s next boss?”

>What do you do?
>”Thyck, jump over this cover, your Z-6 can take them out.”
>Roll to the cover behind this one.
>Jump this cover
>Fire your dc-15a at the droids in next cover
>Fire at the droids in the other cover (across the center)
>Wait
>(Write in)

>>1836413
Bonus for rolling the same number on the same action.

>>1836401
nice. Sorry mate

>>1836413
>>”Thyck, jump over this cover, your Z-6 can take them out.”
>>Fire at the droids in the other cover (across the center)

>>1836478
>22 minutes
Alright Let's roll.

>Action 1 :> Command Movement -> Cover vault (0 Dice)
>Action 2 :> Command Focus Fire -> Cover (1 Dice)
>Action 3:> Continue Support -> Opposite Cover (1 Dice)

Rolled 8, 6 = 14 (2d10)

>>1836546
Lets give this a shot

Rolled 4, 9 = 13 (2d20)

>>1836546

Rolled 4, 2 = 6 (2d10)

>>1836546

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>>1836573
>>1836622
>>1836636
Alright. I have my rolls.

>Action 1 :> Command Movement -> Cover vault (0 Dice)
>Action 2 :> Command Focus Fire -> Cover (8)
>Action 3:> Continue Support -> Opposite Cover (9)

>>1836647
Might change to d20s if the rolls are always this good.

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>>1836413
Jaegar and Bim slide to the first position with a few yellow-orange blaster rounds harmlessly sizzling out where they last stood. Great moves boys. Tracing the fire you see a droid with a range finder on in the north east, now east, building. “Thyck, up and over. Put that Z-6 to work. I got these clankers.”

He nods and jumps over single handedly while making the amount of noise you’d expect a pregnant aiwha to make trying to land. You shake your head steady your blaster and fix your sights on the sniper droid. Squeezing the trigger, you feel the light kick back as your blaster flings out bright light-blue energy toward the unexpecting droid. The clanker satisfyingly falls limp and tumbles out of the window. “One down,” you think to yourself. Watching several more blaster rounds bounce off the high barriers of Jaegar and Bim’s position, you raise your blaster again. “Ten more to go.”

You hear Thyck’s large rotary cannon firing an impressive amount of rounds as some fly past your head. “Blast it all Thyck, watch cross fire,” you comm over before narrowing again onto another droid.

“Don’t get your envirosuit in a bunch there Monk. I didn’t hit anyone,” he comms back, ignoring you. No, he didn’t but he was damn close to hitting Klo as he sprints over to you. Sliding down he watches as you fire a small burst at the opposite side. He nods adding, “Thyck, this is about cooperation. Be cooperative.”

Klo fires down range at the building that had the sniper in it before tapping your shoulder and running past. “That tower has sight on Jaegar and bim. Keep moving.”

You join up with Klo and Thyck and run past several downed droids. Keeping eyes on the sniper building you fire a few more rounds there before looking back to Klo. “Alright. Thyck, I need you to get to the turret and lock it down. That is the biggest threat as of now. Monk and I will sprint to the tower and deny the clankers the use of it. We’ll use EMPs to clear out..”

“EMPs are a bust. I had one fry on me at the start,” you cut in before Klo finishes.

“Great,” Klo says before looking back from you to Jaegar and Bim. “Might just need to sprint there without the coverage.”

>What do you do?
>”Thyck should come with us. He could provide suppressing fire while we get to the tower.”
>”We have time. Bim and Jaegar haven’t been hit yet and if we hurry we would just make it worse.”
>”Agreed. If we get there in time then Jaegar and Bim wouldn’t be in constant threat from their left side. That twenty-five seconds will be easy the rest of the time.”

>>1836793
>>”Agreed. If we get there in time then Jaegar and Bim wouldn’t be in constant threat from their left side. That twenty-five seconds will be easy the rest of the time.”
SHOCK AND AWE

>”Agreed. If we get there in time then Jaegar and Bim wouldn’t be in constant threat from their left side. That twenty-five seconds will be easy the rest of the time.”
This will be fun

>>1836841
>>1836827
support

Cool quest so far. I like your writing style OP

By the way have you considered if this works out maybe making a quest where 5 or so players make 5 clone troopers. Each one picking actions for himself.

I would be highly interested in that.

>>1836827
>>1836841
>>1836850
Writing!

>>1836891
I'm not sure I'd do a skirmish. Its a lot more having to know where everyone is and everything they're doing which isn't that hard as I can multi task it's just I'm not the best at it and I don't think it would be that enjoyable to read. Again if it's a really popular thing that people want then there is still a possibility of me doing it just because you guys want it.

>>1836850
Oh, and thanks man. I'm rusty as hell right now and the ~30 minute wait should be cut in half and that hour long wait was just awful and I'm really sorry about it.

Also from 5pm to 10pm (Central) I'll be at work. Tomorrow I have school so I think I can do ~2 more posts and then I'd have to call it for today. Tomorrow I'll have a similar time allotment. Tuesday and Wednesday I'll be off but still have school.

Shit!

Roll 1d10 for the sprinting action!

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>1836955

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>1836955

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>>1836969

heh. Writing.

>>1836793
“Agreed,” you say as you watch Klo move his hand to his helmet.

“This is Whiskey Actual. Whiskey two, Whiskey five, stand by as we prepare for suppression fire, set charges, how copy?” Klo then looks over to the position while you and Thyck both shake heads. “How copy?”

“Copy Whis-Kay Actual-Ay. Setting charges,” one of them call in and you see Klo annoyed and just stands up waving to you. “Let’s get a move on.”

The two of you watch Thyck jump over the cover and spewing more blue before the two of you begin the sprint. The two of you shoulder your DC-15As and sprints forward. Nine point five pounds of less than lethal force jumping up and down slamming into your back as you run the two of you spot three of the grayish brown droids with Kaminoan lettering on their shoulders and chest and as they both raise their blasters you unshoulder your own.

“Get down!” you shout over and the two of you just barely begins to slide as an orange curtain begins to pepper your last spot. With your DC-15A and your back sliding against the gray floor you barely aim it and take out two of the droids before slamming into their cover. Klo, being there first, sees the last droid’s blaster sticking over the cover and grabs it to pull the droid over. The metal body tumbles over and crunches down onto the floor and you give it a solid double tap to make sure that one’s out of the game. Klo doesn’t say anything but you know he’s impressed by what just happened.

The two of you jump the cover and find the ladder to the top of the small tower. There’s about five droids up there from what you can guess from the amount of blaster rounds that’s coming from it. “Doesn’t look like it’ll be as easy as getting here was.”

You can hear the rapid blaster rounds spewing more blue behind you as you nod in agreement to Klo. Jaegar and Bim seem to be fine down there. Must of only been a few seconds as you glance up to a scoreboard that has two white zeros displaying for both teams. Where are the other bombs?

>What do you do?
>Climb the ladder up the tower.
>Toss an EMP just to make sure they were all duds.
>Comm over to both positions
>(Write in)

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>>1837116
forgot me picture

>>1837116
>Have Klo and Thyck climb up the tower
>Toss another EMP just to make sure they were all duds

>>1837146
Thyck is at the turret emplacement

>>1837146
sure

Alright well I'm going to have to call it right now.

Gotta go to work. I can answer questions over that time but it won't be until tomorrow I'll get some time to do some more updates. Sorry about the little amount that I was able to do today.

>>1837198
Good luck with work OP
See you tomorrow

>>1837146
>>1837160
Guys. Thyck isn't with you. He has is own objective and that is to take the turret emplacement.

>>1837315
Ah fuck that's right, well we'll have to have us and Klo go up through the tower

>>1836948
Nvm tomorrow I don't have school so I can stay up a bit tonight.

>>1837824
And since I don't have school tomorrow means I'm going to be able to post tonight. I'll have ~2 hours to post at work so it'll be from my phone until I get home.

>>1837318
I'm going to need two rolls for that.

Action 1 :> Toss EMP -> Tower (1 Dice)
Action 2 :> Climb Ladder -> Tower (1 Dice)

Rolled 7, 8 = 15 (2d10)

>>1838422

Rolled 8, 4 = 12 (2d10)

>>1838422

>>1838446
>>1838582
I'm going to write when I get home in about 35 minutes.

>>1838622
Alright. I'm home now I just gotta get comfortable. ETA ~half hour. I really don't mean to keep you guys waiting.

Rolled 9, 7 = 16 (2d10)

>>1838422


>>1838885
I´m always here, always.

Rolled 10, 8 = 18 (2d10)

>>1838422

>>1839006
oh yeah

>>1838446
>>1838582
>>1838935
Oh yeah

>>1839006
Well shit. That's a nice roll but I'm only taking the first three

>>1839028
Also, Writing!

Action 1 :> Toss EMP -> Tower (9)
Action 2 :> Climb Ladder -> Tower (8)

The EMP check was to see if all of them were duds. the DC was 10. Just shy of the mark but the last roll did have a 10 so I'm just going to say screw it and count the 10.

>>1839043
hells yeah boiiiiiii

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>>1837116
Your eyes dart from the tower that’s now standing tall in front of you to your utility belt around your waist. Fingering through the small pouch on your hip, you find the other small black ball -- the EMP grenade. Curiosity runs through your mind as you look back to Klo as he begins to find the ladder. “Hey, wait a second. I think I might be wrong.”

“About? Monk you don’t have to always be vague,” Klo says as he puts his hand on the closest eye-level rung of the ladder. You take the grenade out of your pouch and his eyes dart to it. “Oh, well if you are I’m going to be mad that we had to run like that in the first place.”

“Well I did originally want to take things slow,” you interject before you place your thumb over the activation button. Your face flashes with hesitation before you hold out the EMP in arms length and activate it. Your eyes squeezed together anticipating the electric injection of common sense but it never comes and when your muscles relax you hear the small beeping from the black ball. “Well. I guess Jaegar got the right ones after all.”

You lean back and bring your arm behind you before launching the sphere into the air which hits the canopy of the tower and you hear a satisfying yet terrifying bang of electric justice. “I guess we can mark that off our list. The clankers won’t have the tower now. I’m going up to the top to get a better view.”

“Following,” you say simply as you watch Klo ascend the tower surprisingly unseen by any of the other droids. You follow him up but as he crests the last rung you can hear him gasp. “Found another objective. I thought the clanckers were supposed to be putting these things.. oh. There’s a station up here too.”

You quickly ascend the ladder without a droid noticing and find Klo hunched over the bomb. He turns with it in his hand and raises it up. “Look.”

Seems he was right. Another objective. All the buildings must have one since two of the five buildings you went into already had one so the other three should have the other three bombs. Odd there is a station in here. A loud bing is heard in the arena and you can see that “Team Red” had made a point. “Dwang.. We’re team blue.”

“What was that Klo?” Jaegar comms in, “I thought you were better than that.”

“Well we just found another objective. How is that twenty-five second placing going Jaegar?” Klo responds as he looks back to you and shakes his head. A few seconds pass before Jaegar replies, “Well. You read it wrong. It’s a Twenty-five second minimum. It’s a color puzzle that you have to input the correct color sequence that it shows then after that it repeats but with a different pattern it gets harder and with these clankers it’s even harder trying to do the correct color pattern or even remembering it.”

“Blast,” you mutter under your breath.

(1/2)

>>1839147
(2/2)

>What do you do?
>”Klo, take aim. I’ll solve the puzzle for this objective.”
>”Klo, Do the puzzle. I’m going to try to help out Jaegar and Bim from here.”
>”We should both take positions and help out them on the ground. We can figure out the puzzle later. The priority is to lock down the first one then the next.”
>”We should help Thyck out from here. The others seem to be handling themselves fairly well.”
>(Write in)

>>1839151
>>”Klo, Do the puzzle. I’m going to try to help out Jaegar and Bim from here.”

>>1839194
Roll 1d10

might have to switch to d20s or add varying levels of success using 3d10s for each action.

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>1839283

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>1839283

>>1839301
>>1839307
Writing.

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>>1839147
Raising your blaster above the railing of the tower you peer through to spot Jaegar and Bim standing in the center of one of the two identical bomb objectives of four high barriers covering their flanks. “Klo, I think I have this here. You up to do some puzzles?”

Klo grunts and gives a thumbs up before returning to the small black ball. Bim is in the center and Jaegar is taking point from what you can see in your perch. The two clones working in the box is unaware of the small group of clankers approaching from the north with Jaegar focusing on moving back and forth from the two stations trying to bait the droids in popping out so he can have a shot on them. It works well but he isn’t looking around.

You swivel your black barrel and take aim. Six droids marching in a staggered platoon formation. “The standard, go-to.” you think. A three by two formation doesn’t have a lead, but they do have a center. Mess the formation, they break.

The blaster swings to the first center droid and you squeeze the trigger releasing a short burst of blue before the three rounds slam into the gray droid. You rejoice in the small success but soon find that it didn’t do much as the other five still march, ignoring their fallen comrade. “Droids. Not even caring for their dead. That’s the difference.”

Two more bursts from the blaster take two more with them. The remaining three form a V shape and raise their blasters. “Jaegar! To your left!”

You words tumble through the air catching the comm and transmit instantly shaking Jaegar to turn to his left and spotting the three droids and ducks down before they get a shot. You squeeze out another round marking the chest of another droid’s blue. “Thanks Monk. You can just always tell when they are about to fire huh?”

“They raised their blasters. They were going to fire,” you say disregarding the complement. Your eyes shift to Thyck. His turret emplacement being nearly finished before you notice more droids incoming. Ten.. twelve… fifteen. All in platoon formation marching from the north building. Two loud alarms sound out again and you turn to see Klo finished and then see Bim done as well. Team Blue now has two marks but still the droids march.

Their metal feet echoing through the arena before they stop with a stomp. They raise their blasters taking aim at Jaegar and Bim before they slack and their heads drift forward.

“What the hell is going on here?” A singular voice calls out from the viewing balcony and your head twists toward the sudden sound.

>To Be Continued

>>1839395
Picking it back up tomorrow. Thank you all for coming along and joining this session. I'm sorry I haven't been able to do a whole lot of updates today I had people over this morning and the day has been somewhat hectic in general. I'll be posting tomorrow as well.

>>1839395
OH Fuck!

>>1839399
Thanks for the thread boss, take all the time you need, RL comes first, man.

>>1839395
>>1839399
>>1839403

Alright I'm going to start up again.

I found this. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SX0722LeKec

>>1839966
k

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>>1839395
“Did you not hear me?” The voice calls out again. “What’s going on here?”

You look to Klo and he shrugs before standing up. Following him down as he comms the rest of Whiskey squad to form in the center, you comm over to the squad, “Who do you think is it?”

“Blitz. He’s a hard case, probably because he’s only second in command,” Jaegar replies.

“I don’t know. I just hope it’s either Stu or Colt. I don’t want to be cleaning for the next week,” Thyck inputs what everyone else is thinking as you all line up in formation with Klo standing to the side. Footsteps march toward your squad and you can feel your brothers tense up like you do. Three figures leave the shadows of the arena and stand before you. Colt, Mal Wolru, and Shaak Ti, the togruta jedi, looks at you five. “You woke me up Whiskey squad.”

“Disobeying curfew and using equipment while unauthorized? Do you want to be terminated? When Lama Su finds of this you may be just that,” States as he stares down at you. “This is unacceptable behavior.”

“If. If Lama Su finds about this. I see nothing but dedicated soldiers who are trying to perfect their skills.” Shaak Ti says in a caring tone. “Why punish those who only seek to impress?”

“Orders are orders General. If we don’t follow orders we put others in harms way.. Or worse, get them killed,” Colt chastises. “Though they did do well with the.. “

“If we do not punish then others will do the same. Three weeks of cleaning duty and we push their final test back three weeks,” Mal says before walking off. Colt and Shaak Ti look between each other before returning to you. “It’s inexcusable to steal from the republic even if you’re using it to do good.”

“I think you have contradicted yourself commander,” Shaak Ti says before looking at each of you individually.

“They.. They weren’t exactly in working order sir,” Jaegar confesses. “I took them from the refuse, Most of the gear was slated for removal by the republic and I figured they wouldn’t miss them much.”

“Explains the malfunctioning imps. Nearly fried Monk,” Thyck says before bumping you with his elbow. Jaegar turns to you and mouths “sorry” before returning forward.

“Refuse?” Colt looks to the togrutan.

“It was trash..” she says as she turns back to Colt. She looks back at you. “Well. I don’t think you’ve done anything serious.”

“Except break curfew,” Colt interjects.

“Yes, except breaking curfew you have done nothing that warrants discipline,” Shaak Ti says.

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>>1840110
“We were only trying to ensure we were effective in the field as a unit,” Klo states still snapped in attention.

“Well,” Colt says before taking Shaak Ti to the side. You can’t hear much but you do still hear cleaning and sigh. “Here we go.”

The two return and you are dismissed with orders to be awaiting you in the days to come. “Blast it all. This isn’t how it was supposed to be. Klo did you know anything about an alarm?”

“Never heard of one being used,” Klo says.

“That’s because no one else has been dull enough to try to get kicked out by training harder,” Thyck says and the rest get quiet. He’s right, there hasn’t been anyone else like that. The five of you turn the corner and find your bunks. Here’s to a week of cleaning.

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“.. This sucks. It’s been three days of just cleaning. I want to get out there. We should of been called for Geonosis to fight the first good fight or to fight any of the battles. A pain this is. Sitting here doing nothing,” Jaegar says from his bunk.

“We’ll get to see some action. It won’t be too long that we’ll all be wanting to get back here, back home,” you say laying down in your bunk. You even out your red tunic before sitting up. The others look about as bored as Jaegar sounds.

“You know what would get you all in gear,” Klo says as he puts his cadet uniform in his locker. “Some grub.”

“By grub you mean the slop they serve you in mess?” Thyck says still laying down. “No thanks.”

“No I mean some real grub. Rollerfish, or Devee, or even some Fanteel. Fishing usually helps,” Klo tries to cheer the squad.

“I’m in,” Jaegar says as he perks up. Thyck ignores them and closes his bunk and Bim seems to be unsure as to what to do.”

>What do you do?
>”We’ve gotten ourselves in enough trouble. I don’t want to add poaching to the list too.”
>”Something to get our minds off of the war? Yes.”
>”I have something better in mind..
>>(What do you think would be better?) (Prank?) (Joyride?) (This is the Write-In option)

>>1840115
>>”We’ve gotten ourselves in enough trouble. I don’t want to add poaching to the list too.” We're already on a short leash

>>1840115
>>”We’ve gotten ourselves in enough trouble. I don’t want to add poaching to the list too.”

>>1840115
>>”We’ve gotten ourselves in enough trouble. I don’t want to add poaching to the list too.”

>>1840128
>>1840140
>>1840132
Writing!

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>>1840115
“I don’t think I’ll be joining. As fun as that sounds I’m not willing to put poaching in our growing list of problems we made,” you say as you lay back down. “We’re on a short leash. If you’re going, try not to make it shorter.”

“Come on Monk, Jango and Boba did it all the time. They hunted rollerfish with spears. One time I saw them walking to a spot they had themselves. You can’t say that the Fetts were wrong to fish on Kamino, can you Monk?” Jaegar pleas.

“Well considering Jango has been less than good and that Boba is nowhere to be found I’m going to have to say yes, they can be wrong.” You close the bunk and through the seals you can hear Bim join with them and you shake your head before you go to sleep. It’s what you did on your off time -- sleep. Though you had no dreams, it felt nice to just relax and sleep. The soft blue clock blinks the time and so you set it to wake you an hour later.

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You begin to stir, not to the sound of the soft sounds of an alarm but the banging on the outside of your metal bunk and the sounds echo inside in a terrible dissident cacophony of sound. You lazily press your fist against the opening button and the bunk slides open. You see a familiar Togruta standing by another familiar suit of armor -- Colt and Shaak Ti.

Thyck is sitting up and you even out your tunic before stumbling out of your bunk. You had the one on the top but it was always a pain trying to wake up and get out of the thing. “CT nine nine oh four, CT nine nine nine two, where is the rest of whiskey squad? I have some news you may all be very interested in hearing.”

“They pulled grub duty. They should be back with some food for us,” Thyck lies with his arms crossed. The two officers look between each other with raised eyebrows, well you assume Colt has his brow raised, before turning back to Thyck. “Well. Tell them we will be summoning Whiskey squad to the training council of Kamino. This isn’t an optional meeting.”

The two turn and leave through the door as the rest of whiskey squad arrives with plates of food that isn’t just one color. Bim shifts back from looking at the two who left and the two who are still here. “That doesn’t look good.”

“We brought grub. Bim cooked it so if we die, blame him,” Jaegar says as he places the plates and forks on the bench and the squad gathers around. A chunk of fish lays in a bed of green kelp with something dressed over the top of it all. It smells of citrus and spinach but when you take a bite it tastes nothing like what they serve here. Most of the first portion is finished before someone begins to talk, Klo. “Well what was that all about, why were they here?”

“Summoning to the training council,” Thyck states before chewing on some more fish. “Seems we messed up. Thanks for the last supper though.”

>(1/3)

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>>1840308
“I doubt they would,” Jaegar says. “Hasn’t happened since the Jedi arrived.”

“Still. This doesn’t make sense,” Bim says as the rest of the squad finishes. You lean back and brace your upper back against the metal locker. “They said they had news we would all be interested in. I trust Shaak Ti and I think whatever it is isn’t what we think it is.”

The rest nod and decide to put worrying to rest for now. You stand up and take the plates and put them in the garbage bin before taking a new uniform out to wear for the summoning -- another red tunic. The five of you finish getting dressed before leaving the bunks and going to the council. The winding passageways spin through the expansive interiors of Tipoca City. Passing through the blue gene batches and the flash training halls the five of you find the elevator to the top of the cloning facility where the council is held. The glass elevator purrs as it moves and again your muscles tense with anxiety as to what awaits beyond the doors.

The metal doors hiss before sliding open to a white room with three chairs hanging from the ceiling sitting in a circle. Whiskey squad forms up in a line facing the chairs which hold Shaak Ti, Colt, and Bric, a bounty hunter hired to train the clones, with several others standing near them including Blitz, Stu, and El-Les. You notice this isn’t a real council, the Kaminoans who run the council aren’t here nor are the other groups. “At ease.”

The five of you put your arms behind your back standing still with unease and tension. Bric stands first and puts his arms behind him before speaking. “This is an informal council and we will be talking of your incident happening three days ago.”

“You have done nothing that warrants discipline.” Shaak Ti states before standing, “All I see are troopers eager to prove themselves by using your own free time to improve. We summon you only to ensure that you do not attempt something like this again.”

“That being said we are going to train you in your free time so the Kaminoans don’t get too antsy,” Stu says with his arms crossed.

“It’s up to you if you want to do it but just tell us before trying to allocate resources by yourself,” El-Les speaks with calmness and you relax a bit as the rest of the squad still seems at odds with what’s happening.

“You’re no ARCs and this isn’t some special training. This is to keep you in your place without forcing you to just sit on your hands,” Bric huffs.

“Your extra curricular training is just informally learning some things from us,” Colt says. “It’s your pick who you ask for training but most of us will be busy this week. Stu, El-Les, and Shaak Ti said they can do something for the rest of this week. Your choice.”

>(2/3)

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>>1840313
“Your choice? That’s something that seems almost foreign here. The idea of being different is.. unthinkable.” you think to yourself as the others look between the three options. “They have no idea what to think.”

The five of you decide to just simply break the formation and talk to yourselves after asking for some time for now. “This is different.”

>What do you do?
>Stu. He’s an arc and thinks differently, we can probably learn from some of the best examples of the Republic’s army although unconventional.
>El-Les. His apparent compassion is the key to his unified species and we can learn more about being a unit.
>Shaak Ti. She is a jedi and it would be best to start learning how to be under a jedi and how they think before we get into the fight.

>>1840319
>>El-Les. His apparent compassion is the key to his unified species and we can learn more about being a unit.

Fuck guys. I'm sorry about me being so fucking slow. A dude came to my door, family texted me about food and I'm a slow typer who had no idea what to do next.

>>1840319
>>Stu. He’s an arc and thinks differently, we can probably learn from some of the best examples of the Republic’s army although unconventional.

>>1840319
>El-Les. His apparent compassion is the key to his unified species and we can learn more about being a unit.

>>1840319
>>Stu. He’s an arc and thinks differently, we can probably learn from some of the best examples of the Republic’s army although unconventional.

>>1840319
>Stu. He’s an arc and thinks differently, we can probably learn from some of the best examples of the Republic’s army although unconventional.

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>>1840339
>>1840352
>>1840364
>>1840372
>1 post by this ID

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>>1840393

>>1840339
>>1840364
>>1840372
Well we have our three.

>>1840412
that's all fine.

>>1840433
I'm going to actually go for now until tomorrow. I'll be running the entire day without interruptions like now. I hope I'll be more able to write by then. I'm sorry for cutting it so short. If you still wish to discuss which trainer for the first week should be you can do so as I'll be going by majority.

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>>1840393
>>1840433
Do I really have to prove this? I'll just not participate when I come in late in the future.

>>1840545
I'm pretty sure he was joking

I think

>>1840555
Well if he is I'm sorry for overreacting.

>>1840545
>>1840555
>>1840574
I have work. I was just running late and didn't check the time sorry if I was being weird. I was joking about the 1 post thing and was getting distracted that's why my posts are spaced out weirdly.

>>1840643
Honestly this whole day for me has be weird and I apologize for it. I just don't know right now if I'm going to run again until the next weekend.

When I make a decision I'll tell you tomorrow morning about it. Just becausey schedule is off and I don't know what it'll be and how I'll manage it but worst comes to worst I can't post for a week.

Fuck it. All I have to do tomorrow is math. Sorry I was feeling weird as shit just now. I'm going to do a few posts tomorrow and I'm going to try my hardest to not be weird again. Shit hits me hard, you know.

>>1840653
so you are abandoning the quest then?

>>1841144
See
>>1841063

No, I'm not. I'm running tomorrow. I just didn't know how much time I'll have.

Alright. I'm gong to not be running tonight. Sorry guys I lost track of time and was generally tired. I'll be running after class tomorrow.

My google docs isn't working and I have to go through google drive to edit and make new documents. Stand by I'll make a new update for the quest.

>>1845031
Oh! Question! Would you like to do a timeskip (A week) with a summary of what had expired the past week(Higher dice number, 1 roll) or would you rather have the quest move day by day and have to roll multiple times(Lower dice number, multiple rolls) to get a a skill to be leveled in. Also Skills; FOCMAPS

(letter) (Skill) (Current)
F ----- first Aid ------- 1
O ---- operating ----- 1
C ---- command ----- 2
M -- marksmanship - 2
A ---- acrobatics ----- 2
P ----- pugilism ------- 1
S ------ stealth -------- 2

should cover all of the abilities a clone is expected to know and understand. I said earlier that the dice are effected by the skill level of yourself and others. It's a 10 point system from level 5-10 you get a +1 to each roll to re roll an action. From levels 3-5 you get an extra dice from 1-2 you get a pat on the back. Each successful 1d10 roll adds a +1 to the EXP of the skill being practiced. Each level is 5^(Level) so it takes 5 points to get to level 2 of one item. then it takes 25 points from 2 to 3 then from 3 to 4 it takes 125 points then from 4 to 5 it takes 625 successful rolls.

>>1845093
Alright now I'm writing.

>>1845093
timeskip

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>>1840319
“I haven’t heard of anyone else being picked up for something like this,” Klo looks between our identical faces to see if his comment made any impact. “A military structure does not allow for free time training and in any of the army training in the past few centuries no trooper would be able to do something like that without being under extreme stress.”

“That’s because no army has been in training for ten years from birth to adulthood. No other army has freetime like we do. Flash training, simulations, flash training, simulations rinse and repeat. That’s all we’ve done,” Jeagar inputs. “Nothing different and always the same. We have free time and this is our chance to properly get some work in.”

“I’m with him,” Thyck simply says pointing with his thumb. “Best chance.”

“Besides, why would you hear anything about another squad doing the same? We don’t hear about how others spend their free time,” Bim says. “Training schedules for them usually have time off too. I say we work with a jedi since that’s what we will be doing for the rest of the war. Hearing about how the five oh first and their general we should probably learn how they think.”

“El-Les. He’s an Arconan bounty hunter and he was hired to help teach us about unity,” Klo disagrees. “Unity is something a well trained fighting force needs.”

“We are like wolves without a pack..” you mutter thinking back to what one of your trainers once said. He always liked metaphors and used them often, something you’ve adopted in your own speech. To simply be effective alone is one thing but being able to move and work as a team is another beast. “..’s a trained arc and is part of the Rancor Battalion. We could learn from some of the best trained soldiers the republic has to offer. Stealth, QCQ, Marksmanship..”

Jaegar continues to list the things you could learn from the ARC trooper. The trainers seem to sit impatiently at the decision of the five clones. “Stu.”

“Stu,” Thyck repeats Jaegar.”

“El-Les,” Klo says with Bim agreeing with him. You stand staring at the two trainers. Both seem to be too unorthodox to be professional trainers one is too kind the other is too out there. You rub your chin before looking back at your brothers. “Stu. He’s a brother, we could learn more from a brother than anything else in the galaxy.”

The five of you then dissolve the semi-circle and turn back to the trainers. “Stu will be our trainer for this week.”

“Good!” The clone says with his arms behind his back. “Get into gear we’re going for a run.”

(1/2)

>>1845184

The five of you look at each other before watching Stu begin to jog to the exit and the rest of you falling behind somewhat confused. The jog is short, passing through the several large chambers and antechambers of the massive capital of Kamino. It takes a few minutes before you reach your quarters and suit up into your cadet armor. As the squad forms up onto Stu he begins, “We will be commencing QCQ in the simulations. Each will form a group of two, Klo you’re with me, and will clear out a building. Your command will first show you how it’s done and then you will follow after. Get into twos and line up.”

>What do you do?
>Bim
>Thyck
>Jaegar

>>1845191
>>Bim

>>1845210
Writing! (Sorry for the delay)

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>>1845191
You walk over to Bim and jab him in his side with your elbow in homage. He turns and nods with a smirk. “Right. Well, this will be broken into my team, Whiskey Actual. Then Whiskey Blue and then Red. Let’s go.”

The six troopers begin to jog their way to a familiar arena and split up forming their previously determined groups and stand in a staggard formation. “CQC, the objective is to get to the end of the house while clearing all hostiles and spareing any nuetrals. I’ll begin,” Stu says quickly before motioning to Klo. “Form up.”

The two grab DC-15S’s and raise them and assume a semi crouched semi walking position before entering the doors to the arena. The four of you turn to go and watch them through a large holographic viewing table which shows the entire sim. The two enter the first room in the same position taking out the three droids standing in the room then move as a group into the hallway.

It looks as if Stu talks to Klo for a second before opening the door to the left and quickly takes out two more droids standing in the room. Klo walks to the other door and does the same but the room is empty. They then go through the empty room to the next room from the door in the back. The two of them gather at the door before Stu quickly opens it and Klo enters first and clears the room. They then move over to the adjacent room opening it quickly with both staying together and taking out the two droids standing aimlessly in the room. Stu exits the room with Ko and find themselves in a hallway before a droid opens a door from the top left room. Stu shoots first and blasts it down.

They move to room from room sticking together and clearing the droids out without being taken down. The blue hologram flickers before it fades and the four of you watch as Stu and Klo walk through the door. “That's how I would like each and every one of you to perform. Who’s first?”

>What do you do?
>Volunteer first
>Wait for red team to go first.

>Ask a question
-------
>>What do you ask?
>”Are we limited to only DC-15S’s?”
>”Will we be able to use ordinance?”
>”Will sides be changed?”
>How are we graded on this?”

>>1845342
>>Wait for red team to go first.
>”Are we limited to only DC-15S’s?”
>”Will we be able to use ordinance?”

>>1845342

>Volunteer first

>”Are we limited to only DC-15S’s?”

>>1845348
>>1845361
Should I wait for this to resolve itself or roll a d2?

Rolled 2, 1, 1 = 4 (3d2)

>>1845348
>>1845361
alright then. rolling 3 d2s to make sure whatever is chosen is the one the dice want.

1. Red
2. Blue

>>1845416
Looks like it's 1 Writing.

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>>1845342
“Options first. How bendable are the rules? What kind of ordinance can we bring into the arena and more importantly are we restricted to only DC-15S’s?” You ask and your question echoes through your own helmet as you stand waiting for an answer. Stu looks at you for a moment as he thinks about what to say.

He finds his words quickly and replies, “Yes.. no. You have some other thing you’d like to bring into the arena? DC-15As are too long for the movement you’re going to be doing and a Z-6 would be useful but would too be too big. Maybe a DC-17, but unless you can find one then I’d recommend to stick to the 15S.”

“And the ordinance?” Jaegar inquires further.

“Yes, bring what you want. Two imps or haywires anything else isn’t going to work that well in a close quarters sim. Otherwise I’d recommend a thermal det along with the standard medical kit,” Stu finishes and then points to the arena doors. Jaegar grabs a DC-15S while Thyck ignores what Stu said and grabs a Z-6. Stu shakes his head but Thyck doesn’t see him and walks through the arena doors.

Jaegar follows through and Thyck quickly guns down the two droids standing in the first room before running to the next room with Jaegar again following behind him. Thyck gets struck in the chest and falls back before he was able to start up his cannon and Jaegar gets trapped underneath him. Jaegar then pushes Thyck off of him and gets into a crouched position narrowly dodging another blaster round and he fires four square shots into the droid and then four more into the next one. Jaegar pushes himself to the next door after dragging Thyck and proping him up against a wall. The door slowly opens as a droid peeks through and Jaegar blasts him in the head before pulling the door completely open and firing into the next droid four times and dropping it.

He then takes one of the droids weapons and kicks down the door and goes into the next hallway shooting three droids that were leaving the other side of the building. Jeagar single handedly clears the building before returning to Thyck and dragging him out.

“Never forget a brother,” Stu says as the two enter the room and Thyck unlocks from the stun. “You dd bring him back but you never once checked on him. He could have been ambushed and you would have brought back a corpse instead. You’re too narrow minded but you’re the best cadet I’ve seen with a blaster. Get in line. Next.. Monk, Bim, You’re up.”

>What do you do?
>Take a DC-15S
>Take something Else (Write in)

>>How do you clear the house?
>Split up and go both left and right and save time
>Stick together and clear it nice and steady
>Emp through the first door
>Roll into the room
>(Write in)

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>>1845457
>>Take a DC-15S
>Emp through the first door
>Stick together and clear it nice and steady

>>1845528
support this

>use the route Stu used

>>1845528
>>1845556
Roll 2d10s

>Action 1 :> Toss EMP -> Through the Door (1 dice)
>Action 2 :> Ranged Combat -> First room (1 dice)

Rolled 2, 8 = 10 (2d10)

>>1845574

Rolled 2, 3 = 5 (2d10)

>>1845574

>>1845577
>>1845584
sorry was eating dinner, I'm going to go bring some to my brother real quick.

Rolled 4, 6 = 10 (2d10)

>>1845574

>>1845577
>>1845584
>>1845670
Alright.

>Action 1 :> Toss EMP -> Through the Door (4)
>Action 2 :> Ranged Combat -> First room (8)

Writing

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>>1845457
You nod to bim and the two of you grab a DC-15s each along with two EMPs. The two of you assume the same semi-couched semi-standing position with both blasters aimed forward in anticipation to the fight ahead. Before you nod to Bim to open the door you grab an EMP from your front pouch and press the activation button on the top of its black sphere surface. The white doors slide open with little sound and you underhand toss the EMP into the room. You watch as it bounces off the wall and roll into a corner only hitting one of the droids and you swivel left to find another droid right before Bim blasts it down.

You nod to Bim as the two of you move to the left side of the building and gather at the first room. You count to three before you open the door with a raised blaster. The first droid you see is startled and before it could react you fire a small burst of blue taking it down. As you take out the first droid Bim covers you by taking out one near the entrance allowing you to take the next droid out in a single fluid movement. The two of you move to the next door which from what you remember leads to another room before moving into the hallway and into the right side.

The two of you gather again at the next door but Bim is the first to enter allowing you to cover him as he moves in. Three droids move to the door before either of you see them and they both have their blasters readied and aimed at the door. You see two orange bolts spring off of the white metal door before Bim dodges the third. From what you saw there was one in the back with different coloring.

>What do you do?
>Roll into the room
>EMP into the room
>Take out the different one
>Sprint
>Backtrack and go in from the right side

>>1845864
>>EMP into the room

>>1845894
Roll 2d10s

>Action 1 :> Toss EMP -> Through the Door (1 dice)
>Action 2 :> Ranged Combat (1 dice)

Rolled 4, 10 = 14 (2d10)

>>1846029

>>1846118
>Action 1 :> Toss EMP -> Through the Door (4)
>Action 2 :> Ranged Combat (10(Critical))

>>1846166
Writing tomorrow Going to go pass out

Damn it I missed today's session

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Fuck captcha. Meant to tell you guys hours ago.

>>1849867
>weekend extends to tuesday

Interested. Although I thought Shaak Ti only arrived on Kamino AFTER Geonosis?

>>1861650
This is after geonosis. Clones are raised faster but they still take ~8 years to be an effective trooper since their life span is halved. The domino squad were born after geonosis but because of kaminoan science (Palpatine) they can pump out clones faster. Whiskey squad is part of the last few batches that was raised the whole way through. Where domino was born and raised in a year?

>>1862705
Writing tomorrow, also I will be making a new thread.