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It began in 24 BBY with the Raxus Address being issued to the galaxy by the esteemed Count of Serenno and then newly incumbent Head of State, Dooku. The SEPARATIST CRISIS. Thousands of star systems and several megacorporations coalesced to form the CONFEDERACY OF INDEPENDENT SYSTEMS in the wake of the aged Galactic Republic's unchecked corruption and harsh taxation of the galaxy, aiming to secede.

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For a time, the movement was met with unabated successes, growing more powerful over the course of two years with hundreds more systems and sectorial governments joining the Confederacy until the tensions with the Galactic Republic reached their boiling point upon 22 BBY, culminating with the start of the devastating CLONE WARS that consumed the galaxy. The Separatists were ready, and the DROID ARMY, numbered at one quadrillion units galaxy-wide, was activated.

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The Republic was likewise ready as well, having unveiled the newly formed GRAND ARMY OF THE REPUBLIC at the beginning battle of Geonosis. The vaunted Clone Troopers proved far more efficient combatants for the war than their Battle Droid counterparts initially. Both sides were repeatedly struck with bolstering victories and fatal losses.

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The CIS had nearly overwhelmed the Republic in a decisive campaign to the Core, but the Republic soon pushed them back to farther rims as the war dragged on. The Republic Navy was hard pressed to keep up against the unrivaled might of the Confederate Navy on average, and so kept to as many ground conflicts as possible in order to secure their claims over planets and sectors. The Clones, despite their advantages, were pressured by the sheer numbers of the mass produced Droids, but their prowess and zeal carried them through every time to either victory or to bitter fights to the end.

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The Foundry stood at near completion, awaiting cargo from a CIS Supply Ship and Lucrehulk. Unexpectedly, the Republic struck to intercept and eliminate the Separatist ships with a Venator Star Destroyer force. A skirmish in space and on land took place, few Republic personnel surviving and being forced to retreat with a single damaged cruiser, but not before the CIS forces were decimated and the cargo lost as it crashed on the planet.

The battlegrounds were shrouded by harsh snowstorms, preventing any attempts to mull over the aftermath by the Republic or CIS afterwards and causing them to otherwise abandon the planet, and the unfinished Foundry that lay on it. Many intact vehicles and articles of equipment remained, as well as a disabled but untouched MUNIFICENT CRUISER. More importantly... there are Droids here that survived in working and functional conditions, waiting to reawaken...

Our story begins here, for YOU are one of those Droids.

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+============================================================================+
The B1 BATTLE DROID is a cheap rank and file combat automata. It is lacking in tactics, it's armor is not the best, and it's Droid brain is under constant stress from having to process it's duties, and it's typical firearm is mediocre compared to many other weapons. However, it is capable of killing and will always strive to succeed in it's mission. As a plus, it can utilize a sense of humor and sarcasm unlike many Droids. The humorous and sarcastic do not last long in the Galaxy, unfortunately.
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The B2 SUPER BATTLE DROID is a strong and reliable soldier-bot. It's armor is durable, it's wrist mounted weapons exceptional at obliteration. It's attitude is strict and it's patience for trifling matters thin. With a bulky frame and enhanced piston strength, it is highly capable of nearly anything others in it's profession are, with twice the proficiency. However, they are not the greatest thinkers, being made to take orders, never give them.
+============================================================================+

>>4653119
>B1

Clankers gonna clank

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+============================================================================+
The BX-Series COMMANDO DROID represents some of Baktoid Combat Automata's finest work. A tactical thinker coupled with strength and armor greater than a B2 unit and enhanced agility to that of any organic combatant makes the Commando Droid one of the deadliest opponents to encounter on the field, not even counting the fact it can disguise and preform stealth. However, the head is incredibly weak, and many will be seeking to acquire such a rare droid by force to add their arsenal. The Commando is additionally awkward in it's non-hostile encounters with non-Droids...
+============================================================================+
The CDE-T-Series Unit, informally the TACTICAL DROID, is a staple of Confederate Military tactics. It is far and away a greater intelligence than many droids in the entire galaxy. The body is merely a shell to contain it's valued hardware and software. It can process extensive amounts of data to determine solutions, create formula and triple-think strategy for battles, and a variety of other tasks. It has it's own personality and unique cognitive functions. It is a poor fighter, obviously, and rather weak much like a B1 unit. Tragically, most are extremely arrogant, and you will be as well if you choose this droid.
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+============================================================================+
After so long being stuck in the built up snow, which DROID are YOU that shall REACTIVATE?
>1#. An ordinary B1 Battle Droid.
>2#. A fearsome B2 Super Battle Droid.
>3#. A skilled BX Commando Droid.
>4#. A sound T-Series Tactical Droid.
+============================================================================+
And your designation. Every Battle Droid has a multi-digit code designation by which they are identified. Droids in this army detachment are allowed nicknames among themselves as well should the occasion arise, though it is rare as Droids do not usually keep up with or pick up nicknames like Clone Troopers.
(Designation Example: 3B3-1204, TA-175, NI-22)
>1#. Register definitive designation.
>2#. Register optional nickname.
+============================================================================+

>>4653123
>1#. An ordinary B1 Battle Droid.
Fuck yeah we droids now.
>1#. Register definitive designation.
SB-62
>2#. Register optional nickname.
"Stud-Bucket"

>>4653123
>>4653126
I'll back this. I can't wait to learn how to self-hack and make our brain less shit. Or more shit. Who can say.

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>>4653123
>4#. A sound T-Series Tactical Droid.
I assume the Clone Wars ended by now so lets rebuild the CIS and fuck the Empire up.
>1#. Register definitive designation.
LD-34
>2#. Register optional nickname.
'Leader'

>>4653126
Sure why not

>>4653123
>3#. A skilled BX Commando Droid.
>1#. Register definitive designation.
4N0-N8G
>2#. Register optional nickname.
Anon

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Gonna take a nap, really late right now. Will count the votes when I return in some hours and kick it off.

>>4653123
>3#. A skilled BX Commando Droid.
More options
>1#. Register definitive designation.
BX-0001
>2#. Register optional nickname.
Prototype.

>>4653112
>5.jpg

>>4653116
>7.jpg
Did you accidentally skip a slide?

>>4653137

+1

>>4653126
+1
I wanna be a roger roger man.

>>4653123
>3#. A skilled BX Commando Droid.

B4-D84

>>4653123
>>4#. A sound T-Series Tactical Droid.
>>4653137
liking the name but we need more options

i like being a B1 Battle Droid or >>4653168
but i like having a big nice fat mainframe
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHnJ9NmK3Pc
Perhaps that should be our name MainFrame
https://borderlands.fandom.com/wiki/Claptrap_(robots) loads of nice names

>>4653123
>4#. A sound T-Series Tactical Droid.
Let's show the galaxy what a true gigabrain can accomplish

1#. Register definitive designation.
>MS7T-B8T7

2#. Register optional nickname.
>Tool

>>4653328
B4D6U7
M45T3R(Master)
M4N1-FR4M3(MainFrame)
>>4653331
thats the spirit i am excited for this gigabrain time

>>4653137
+1

>>4653331
+1

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>>4653126
This.

>>4653126
Support
We either go roger roger or we go home

>>4653126
+1

>>4653126
Support. Stud bucket kek

ROGER ROGER
DROP YOUR PANTS

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>>4653205
Uh, those are pngs but yes shit I did, and it's a crucial slide too. Sorry, this is a bad first impression for a new quest. Remind me not to make threads late.

Not every battle the Clones fought were victories or defeats however. Some were stalemates. One such stalemate with no clear outcome took place during the waning days of the Clone Wars here on the icy colony planet of CRONDRE in the MID RIM in fact. The planet was home to a secretive DROID FOUNDRY commissioned by Viceroy Nute Gunray in order to fuel attacks against the Republic's legions from behind during the OUTER RIM SIEGES.

Absorb this info because it sets up where you are. We'll set out in a few after I get my coffee.

if we are tactical droid we are going to be the big king we are going to even have a big nice crown with our court of Rodgers

and remember B1 battle droids are designed to die cleanly as any hit either does literally nothing or completely kills it as a fail-safe from them going rouge from head damage

>>4653257
you up for a tactical droid?

>>4653766
Glad to clear that up.
>in the vicinity of a foundry that could work
We MUST be a Tactical, no doubt about it

>>4653814
the war and loss would have squished arrogance and we can learn to joke with the B1s

>>4653766
also yeah this was super important

>>4653331
Ill support the tactical droid choice since this is probably empire time now

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>>4653126
>>4653135
>>4653147
>>4653226
>>4653382
>>4653392
>>4653439
>>4653654
Votes to become Stud Bucket the B1who puts the 'clank' in 'clanker'.

>>4653137
>>4653224
>>4653325
>>4653331
>>4653354
>>4653378
>>4653855
Votes to become a Tactical Droid.
Also worth noting that Tactical Droids will have an option for male or female programming unlike other Droids, with the exception of the Commando who can manipulate it's programming personality and voice at will.

>>4653157
>>4653168
>>4653257
Votes to become a Commando Droid super murderer.

We're looking pretty close between B1 and Tactical so I'm going to give this at least one more hour to decide.

>>4653257
>>4653168
>>4653157
YO guys are you up for tactical?

>>4653123
>4#. A sound T-Series Tactical Droid.
We tactics and shit
>1#. Register definitive designation.
TD-231
>2#. Register optional nickname.
Stud Bucket

>>4653880
LE GASP this is revolutionary

Man I just wanted to start at the bottom so we could do maximum upgrades and be the best damn clanker in the galaxy. Tactical droids are all losers anyway who get their "lesser" brethren slaughtered and they don't even bat an optical receptor. Gat dang tacs and super tacs with their shitty powerful brains.

>>4653126
I pick this
ROGER ROGER GANG

>>4653889
While I'm interested in the aspects in getting a Seppie holdout up and running and building an army with that foundry and managing our army assets and logistics this is also a nice scenario and I'm fine with either.

GOD DAMMIT OP START WITH THE ROGER ROGERIN

>>4653900
Why do we need to be a taccie to run an holdout? If we're a clanka and get ourselves some hardware upgrades, we would be keeping our Roger Roger mind while freeing up processing.

>>4653910
because a b1 battle droid struggles not thinking and following orders and are designed to be recycled and there heads are designed in such a way it easily and cleanly dies from a damaging blow so that it does not go rouge or glitch as they recycle all the parts putting faulty programming out of circulation

>>4653910
>>4653919

>it's Droid brain is under constant stress from having to process it's duties.

it struggles with its brain when not even thinking on its own and instead following orders, being kind of worse then a organic brain and its armor is designed to be cheap and well its head with designed faults containing the brain

>>4653910
A B1 isn't really smart enough. Yeah I know we could try upgrading but we'd have too much charisma for a leader's position, and nobody will take a B1 leader seriously. But like I said I'm good anyway, a B1's attempt could be fun.

>>4653865
B1 BOIS

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Right, B1 vote stands at ten votes.
Tactical Droid vote stands at eight votes.
Vote called, Stud Bucket winrars.

>>4653952
awww atleast i hope we can get a tactical droid body to stick our head containing our processor onto

>>4653952
Lets do this, we can try upgrading to an OOM in the foundry.

>>4653958
twin processors and eliminating the head weakness perhaps also some photo sensors on the chest and we paint a mouth on the chest or stomach grill and switching between the voices as we talk

>>4653958
>not designing an entirely new body with blackjack and hookers to slot into
Cannibalizing or adapting "superior" model parts is cool though. Gotta snag some wrist-rockets.

>>4653992
yeah definitely replacing the arms and legs but we will be firstly the rules and also why i suggested it was a easy mod to do

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[....RUNNING CORE PROCESS....]
[....ACTIVATION INITIALIZED....]
[....MOTORS, COMPUTER, LOGIC MODULE, FRAME ENGINE ONLINE....]
[....CORE SHIP NOT FOUND, COMMAND UPLINK UNREACHABLE, ORDERS WITHSTANDING....]
[UNIT ACTIVATED]

....

Slowly, pressing all of it's strength unconsciously, a lone B1 Battle Droid rises out of the snow of the tundra of Crondre. YOU are that B1. Your standard issue E-5 Blaster Rifle lays unused in the snow before you as you clench your head trying to... trying to just understand... well, anything. It's hard and it feels like you're at you're limits alone just activating. There are brothers around you... cold and motionless. Some are destroyed, and some are just lying around, deactivated.

"Uhh... what were my orders... ughhh.... where am I?"

Seems like you've been here a while, you were deep covered in snow. That as much you can at least tell. Good thing most on board functions seem to work. The battlefield around is just silent save for the howling wind.... What to do now?

What exactly to do... now? There aren't any orders currently received. What to do now?

>>4654013
>Attempt to locate your base of operations
If there's no orders, then obviously you need to fall back and regroup and wait for orders from high command
Finding out there IS no high command is where the fun begins

>>4654013
Grab another weapon and DUAL WIELD then search for other Droids that might also be working before looking for the foundry.

>>4654013
pick up your blaster locate any functional troops and locate center of command and production to get orders
>>4654021
okay grab two weapons

>>4654018
+1

>>4654018
+1 to this

>>4654018
Clearly this. Also, i really like this QM, very nice.

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"...."

Standing up straight from the snow and wiping the excess frost off, you scan your surroundings some more, trying to think, waiting for anything to pop into mind... Well, looking down at the destroyed hunk of a fallen brother missing his lower midsection, you do think of one thing.

"Hmmn... Two blasters are better than one!"

Not like he'll be needing it anyway, more for Stud Bucket. Oh yeah, they called you Stud Bucket before. Or did you call you Stud Bucket before? Either way, you just remember being more assertive than a typical B1, that was why you were a stud! Er, where does the 'bucket' part come from again....? Oh yeah! You were repaired and redeployed since Christophsis! You were a durable bucket for a B1.

"Now I just have to remember my orders. Ughhh, what were they again? Mmmm.... do I even have any?"

The answer is again no. So... if there aren't any orders coming to you... what if... you went to the orders? Of course, just go find the commander and they'll have the orders! Commander was in... the core ship, right? Or was it that supply ship? Wait, the supply ship was destroyed wasn't it? Or are they in the Foun... wait, there's a foundry?

....This is all so confusing. If there's a foundry... which way was it? Maybe someone else will know, if you're active... another brother has to be, right?

>>4654096
sigh see this is a b1 brain do you guys now understand why i wanted a tactical droid also it would likely already been in the foundry or command center
but atleast all this snow prevents overheating processors

>>4654096
>See if you can find any active brothers to ask directions
and if that fails
>Kick a CDE-T series unit until it wakes up from beauty sleep
We need a BRAIN to locate this foundry...and Stud Bucket doesn't have one. Whoops
I keep wanting to call this guy stud muffin

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Looks like SB-62 will be setting off in search then. Oh, right, that was your ID. Can't forget that, it's ingrained in your memory chips. If a B1 didn't remember his ID, he likely had a faulty chip, so he'd melted down for scrap to make a better B1. Never happened to you though, your memory is good! ....Enough.

The battlefield is real littered with junk. And by that you mean wreckage. There's destroyed alliance and Republic vehicles everywhere, some broken down AATs and MTTs here, some of those Clone walkers in ruin there. And the bodies are plentiful too, there's trashed brothers, and dead Clone Snowtroopers. Better watch your step, don't wanna trip over on-

"FI-FI-PE-PI-BE-PI-BE-BEEP...!"

"Huh? What was that...?"

A good question to yourself. There was a sudden beeping then a few feet away! Don't know of any organic that beeps, so it must be a fellow Droid!

"Hello? Anyone there? Hello...? Oh!"

"WRI-WRI-TI-TI-TO-PE!"

You slowly approach what looked to be the hulk of another wasted vehicle, but it turns out it's simply one of the bigger Droids. A Techno Union Octuparra Tri-Droid, buried deep within the snow. The big brother can't seem to move anything but it's head, guns and optics. It struggles in the snow to reinforce how stuck it is to you as it bleeps for help. Well, you could, but it might take a while, considering how much snow there is, and how big the Octuparra is!

"I can blast you out."

True, those plasma bolts should melt the snow. But the sound... do you want to really risk attracting unsavory attention?

>>4654102
This is precisely why is chose a B1

>>4654109
>Blast him out
No brother left behind.

If his guns are active just let him know he should blast anything that moves while we're extracting him

>>4654109
We're right next to a functional Octuparra Tri-Droid, why would we be worried about attracting attention? If anything, attention is good, we might find more droids!
>Blast him out

>>4654109
Ask the big bro if he knows where the foundry is, promise we'll go there and get help and then come back for him. Doing it solo might be dangerous, scavengers or pirates or wildlife could be about.

>>4654109
Wait uh...now it's the choice right? It gets confusing if you don't add something in the end to signify that. If it is...
>Blast Him Out
Snow's pretty loud, right? And we're already close to a giant tri-droid.

>>4654115
>>4654116
He may be big and have a strong weapon but he's slow and can't reach anything under him trying to get us.

>>4654120
Nothing's trying to get us. If it had, we'd be scrap already. Even an bucket can understand that.

>>4654120
Yeah but we're also dumb enough that if we leave him and wander off we'll probably never be able to find him again.

Either he knows where the foundry is and can lead us to it or he doesn't but we have a bigger gun to point at enemies while we bumble around trying to find it. Win win.

Also yeah QM adding when we need to make a choice would be good.

>>4654120
sure he can, those guns depress just fine

>>4654109
sure lets blast him out but be careful not to blast them directly simply blast around them leaving behind a kinda thin layer of snow around the limbs

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"BRI-BRI-BRI."

The Octuparra urges you to free it. It says it must recharge it's batteries at the Foundry. The Foundry! It knows where it is! Probably.

"Alright. This might sting a little."

Not against that armor, but B1s have more courtesy than most Droids. After all you wouldn't smack a brother down just because they're in your way, unlike certain grey units with wrist weapons...

Aiming carefully and sinking your feet a little in the snow to brace, you raise both E-5s and shoot bolts off at the snow around the Tri-Droid's buried limbs to heat things up and free it. The snow softens and melts, exploding into hot watery chunks as smoke rises. The Octuparra beeps happily as ice built up around it's limbs begins to snap and break.

Slowly and steadily, the gigantic war Droid rises up over you, bleeping gratefully for the assist.

"That should do it! Uhh... you can take me to the Foundry, right?"

"BRI-FI- WRI-WRI TI TI LO PO BEEP BOOP."

That means yes.

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>>4654221
Lets fucking go

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The massive Techno Union Droid takes a slow step to behind itself, it was low on battery so it wouldn't be the fastest to move.

However, just before it gets far, it's head spins around and it aims it's heavy laser in the distance behind you, making you stop dead in your tracks.

"H-Huh? What is it?"

"PI-PI BE."

"Enemy?! Where?!"

The Tri-Droid is staring off at a crashed hull of a Republic gunship some ways back. Looking it over, you can see the disturbance it detected with it's monocular eyes. There, a little tiny cloaked figure is looking sheepishly back from atop the LAAT, slowly retreating back into cover. What is it? An alien? An animal? ....a Clone?!

The Octuparra gives a low beep. It's low battery means it can't fire much more, it says it's your call. Kriff, nobody ever said it was your call before. What are you supposed to do...? Go in gung-ho and eliminate the possible enemy by blasting 'em? Greet it? Greeting things wasn't in your standard protocol programming!

....But your standard protocols weren't running right now, was your programming even taking the reigns? Feels a bit too independent than normal today.

>How will you approach the situation?

>>4654232
Uh... How about we knock?

>>4654221
Fuck yeah.

>>4654232
SNOW JAWA
>Tell the octu to fire at the sign of any hostility. Approach the laat and say hello.

>>4654232
Tell it to come out? That's standard procedures for...possible prisoners, right? I'm trying to think like an droid here.

>>4654232
>Greetings sentient! We come to parley!
Because that's *totally* how to approach non-droids without getting shot, right?

>>4654250
Sounds too friendly for an B1 droid to me. It should be either confused order or snark.

>>4654264
We're the friendliest of the bunch aren't we? But if it's too jovial then just add the biggest pauses between each word like stud bucket is very obviously trawling through his databanks trying to find the appropriate-ish wording.

>Confused order
Kek now I'm just imagining us ordering this guy to come out and talk to us please....OR ELSE *waves blaster*

>>4654279
The studs approach
>Hands Up Pants Down

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"Ughh... Alright, you back me up! I'm going to take care of them!" You say, possibly with murderous intent or not.

The Octuparra watches like a fatal Nexu waiting for the right moment to pounce on it's prey as you sally off into the snow slowly and steadily towards the LAAT. Coming within fifteen feet of the crashed transport, you stop and look up at the roof of it, the small figure peeking out at you warily. They seem to shiver despite being bundled up, is it really that cold out here? Oh, wait, no, that's fearful shivering.

"Ughhh...."

Ughhh.... what to say, what to say...? You aren't exactly like the OOM-Series Commanders and Security Droids assigned to Lucrehulks and what not, you're supposed to be a mainstay front line soldier who doesn't take prisoners, you're made to shoot all the Clones in sight and be done with it. If you were to take prisoners, you'd be issued orders or beamed new programming at the whims of a Nemoidian or T-Series to....

"Uh, hey! You! Show yourself and uhh... identify or... uh, else!"

....

"Ugye nem fogsz lőni?"

Bantha fertilizer! An unknown alien language, that makes this even more difficult! You're receptive to Galactic Basic, not this foreign lala tongue!

>"Uhhh.... Yes?"
>"Uhhh.... No?"
>Write in.

>>4654338
>Write in.
"Uhhhh...... I come in peace?"

>>4654347
This. Hopefully it understands basic even if it doesn't speak it. Maybe make sure the blaster isn't pointed *directly* at it's little skull for emphasis.

Also I forgot Jawas are basically droid slavers. Can't let our guard down unless we wanna be sold. (On the other hand if we someone manage to befriend it we may have gotten ourselves a mechanic...)

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>"Uhhhh...... I come in peace?"

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"Uhhh.... I come in peace?"

You didn't really want to shoot right now, getting to the Foundry seems more important. Shooting people is still fun to do any time though...

"Huhh...."

The small figure puffs and slides down the roof of the LAAT into the snow below. They come around, still wary, as they drag a large bag through the snow. The figure is adorned in patchwork clothing sown together from burlap and other fabrics. They look poor, like most of the poverty stricken peoples in the Outer Rim.

"You not... going shoot?" They say in a childlike voice as they stop in front of you.

"No. Not if you identify yourself I won't." You say, unwilling to let your guard down.

"Tch... Sorry, not.. speaka basicc real very well..."

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The figure lets down their, or rather her hood.

"Hek... Hello." She coughs.

You tilt your elongated head a bit. You didn't know what kind of monster this female was.

"I Nelvaanian, Nelvaanian! That what I is. My nama Mimve see? Mimve." She points to herself, twiddling her claws.

[ANALYSIS: Species; Nelvaan. World of origin; Nelvaan. TECHNO UNION CERTIFIED]

Uhhh, your memory chip is telling you this is one of those people on that run thing, what was it called again? Oh, right, the Corellian Run. Hey, the memory chip actually recalled information from the universal tactical outlay uploaded to all active CIS units, nice. Now if you could just remember what world this one was...

"Y-You... ghost, yes?"

"What."

"Ghost! You ghost! Elder say no come here... battle place full of ghosts! Kill people!"

"Uhh.... that doesn't compute, I'm not a ghost, I'm a Battle Droid."

"Droid...? Metal man... kill people?"

"Er, yes?"

"Egh!"

"No, no, wait, I'm not going to kill you, I come in peace! Ugh... what are you doing out here, Min.. Nelv.. Er, Mimve?"

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"...."

Reluctantly, the little alien girl spills open the bag she was dragging. It was full of weapons. There was an E-5, an E-5S, and some Clone guns.

"Hey, that's Trade Federation property."

"Y-You saying I not h-have it?"

Standard procedure when handling Trade Federation equipment and property is that if it isn't in CIS or Trade Federation hands, then the person those hands belongs to is better off dead unless permitted to handle said property. Although she wasn't shooting at you so you haven't started shooting yet.

"Why do you want it? Trade Federation property is strictly... belongs to the Trade Federation!"

"I-I want weapons... kill white devils and pirate with!"

"White devils?"

"White devils! Enslave home town people, force build castle or die! I hate white evil things! And pirate, pirate kill anyone want, no care about anyone! Pirate steal! I want give guns to home town, fight pirate back and white evil people!"

Hey that sounds a lot like-

"...Clones..."

-Still though, that's Trade Federation property!

"BRI-BRI-TI-TRI-TRE-PE!"

Oh, and the Octuparra is telling you to just kill her and be done with it.

>Are you just going to let her take it?

>>4654542
>"Eh, I suppose it couldn't hurt to say we're supplying pro-confederacy forces... I might even get me a promotion with some OOM upgrades for showing initiative. And maybe some new stuff for you too, big guy! Whaddya think about rocket pods on you chassis?"

>>4654542
Of course not, see we are going to have a brainwave here: We can't let her take the weapons cause she's not CIS or TF right? But from what she said she wants to use the weapons to kill clones which is good. Therefore the obvious solution is to conscript her as an auxiliary so that she can count as a CIS/TF member and therefore be allowed to use those guns to help us in our glorious fight!

>>4654542
>>Are you just going to let her take it?
"uhhhh.....whatever, keep it."

>>4654542
Thank you for reminding me about Genndy wars, I should rewatch it.
>Tell the nelvaan she has to get permission from your commander to have those blasters and to follow you to the foundry.
Don't want her to end up getting killed in the meantime by something or another droid waking up.

>Tell the nelvaan she has to get permission from your commander to have those blasters and to follow you to the foundry.

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Hmmmm.... time to strain the processor, EVEN HARDER.

"Eh, I suppose it couldn't hurt to say we're supplying pro-confederacy forces... I might even get me a promotion with some OOM upgrades for showing initiative. And maybe some new stuff for you too, big guy! Whaddya think about rocket pods on your chassis?"

The Octuparra Tri-Droid stares silently for a moment, as if contemplating this. You were surprised it even had that level of intuitive thought like yourself. After a moment, it bleeps in affirmation and lowers it's gun.

"What fedrate?"

"Uh, well, look at it like this, I can't let you have the blasters under normal circumstances... sooo, instead, I'll let you join me, that way you can."

"Join? Like army?"

"Yeah! You got the right idea. Normally the Confederacy doesn't let organics fight... unless it's their homeworld... but you're from around here, aren't you?"

"Yeah! Yeah, Crondre home. Colony, born in town!"

Crondre. Oh, right, the ice world, this is where you're at.

"Great. That way you can tag along and become an auxiliary. You join up with the Confederacy and sponsor your system, you'll have permission to use those blasters to kill Clone demons in white!"

The little Nelvaan looks stunned at your offer as you explain it with a firm hand of trust on her shoulder. Actually, you just didn't have a very good idea of not invading personal space. She doesn't seem to mind as her face lights up with a hopeful smile however.

"Yes! Yes! Mimve join xilary! Help kill white demons! Oh thank you! Thank you thank you!" She jumps with joy.

"Fantastic. Then come with me, we're going to the Foundry to see my commander so I can get promoted."

"Fawn... dri?"

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"Yeah, the Foundry, it's where Droids like me get made."

"Made... like born?"

"Er, I guess you could say that."

"And then what?"

"And then we march out to battle and destroy all those kriffin' Clones, because we're the best army the galaxy has ever seen."

"Wow.... fawn dri could save Crondre from Clone then!"

"Of course! It's our duty to liberate the galaxy of the corrupt Republic. Now come along, my commander will be able to make your advent as a Volunteer auxiliary official."

"Hmm... okay! But public gone. Is Eem pire now."

"Sure, whatever that means."

"Hope not run trouble going there. Rundo gang pirate smugglers may be about, or bad Imrial army soldier!"

"And if there are any.... guh... Imrial army soldiers, I'll blast them to bits!"

Setting off into the snowy plains towards the mountains, you guide the young and aspiring little Nelvaanian along as you follow beneath the colossal Octuparra. It will be a lengthy journey... and possible dangers may lurk within.

>Encounter Time!
>Roll 1d100 to gauge a possible encounter at the Foundry.
>If the most numbers rolled are anywhere between 1 - 19; Encounter nothing out of the ordinary.
>If the most numbers rolled are anywhere between 20 - 59; Encounter the Rundo Gang Outlaws.
>If the most numbers rolled are anywhere between 60- 89; Encounter Imperial Army Troopers.
>If the most numbers rolled are anywhere between 90 - 100; Encounter ??? Troopers.

>>4654712

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>4654718

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>4654712
Pls no imps
>??? Troopers
Actual Clones? Rebel scum?

>>4654712
Rolled a 99

>>4654723
How do I use the roll command

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>4654712

>>4654727
You use 'dice+xdxxx'. You put the number of die and the range of numbers in the options bar of a reply like such.

dice+1d100

Wait, what happened to the other gun we had?

>>4654746
Holstered on the backpack.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>4654712


>>4654727
You have to use the options field and to for example roll 1 d20 you have to type dice+1d20, if you want instead to roll 3 d100+10 for example you type in dice+3d100+10 and so on. For negative modifiers it gets tricky as you have to type +- instead of +whatever modifier you want if you just use - it registers it as + instead

beige or red clanker?

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>4654712
We got an octuparra buddy and a little child, the seeds of a great story are already being placed.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>4654542
Just let her keep the non trade federation weapons.

>>4654712
rollin

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>4654712
>random B1 starting an anti-Imperial insurgency
Oh SHIT

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>>4654720
>>4654867
We have two rolls in the nothingburger encounter range.

>>4654722
>>4654731
Two in the pirate encounter range.

>>4654759
>>4654798
And two in the Imperial range.

We're gonna need more rolls.

>>4654789
Beige. Red is Geonosian only.

>>4654886
Make that three in the Imp range.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>4654712

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Rolled 3 (1d100)

Uh oh, impy time

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>4654712

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>4654712

>>4654907
Fuckin' Imps. They're just the Republic with fewer figureheads. Gotta start blasting them. Can't expect the Force to do all the work.

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Thank you, and that'll about do it.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>4654915
No, have some more!

>>4654935
>[imps intensify]

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"...What Mimve call you?"

"Huh?"

"What Mimve call you? Mimve Mimve, but you are....?"

"Unit registered SB-62. But I'm also called Stud Bucket! I think."

"St... ud... mm... Buck.... kett?"

"St... ud bukett. Stud bukett!"

"Yeah, that's right, Stud Bucket."

"Stud bukett new friend!"

"Friend? Uhh... that's something only Droids can be to Droids... Err... but we can be friends too because... uh, you're Confederate, now."

"Yes, yes! Fedrate friend!"

"....Oh! Look, we made it."

"Uwahhh...."

After a long trek through the harsh snow and howling gusts, you arrive at last about three hours later. There lies the Foundry ahead. The place is sleeping, inactive with no Droid production of any kind. The autoturrets outside are offline.

A bulky fortress sits atop the Foundry, built into the sides of the mountains. The Foundry levels would be below ground, though the command center and storage are above ground, as well as the vehicle and weapons depot where armaments are kept and made. There should be... anything you require in there, gas cartridges, and battery stations for recharging. Maybe even a few automated repair platforms...

You continue to go closer, but Mimve stops and starts sniffing the air, growling at the ways ahead.

"What's wrong?"

"Ergh! Bad smell! I know smell! Tell giant stay... I show..."

>>4654960
Sure i will [do what it commanded] "hmm we need to make it quick they need to soon recharge... welll eat lightning!

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Without further delay, the small Nelvaanian takes your free hand herself and begins pushing on, you use brevity to tell the Octuparra to stay put while you scouted ahead. The thing beeps quietly and remains still...

Mimve takes you along the rocks, scaling around until the two of stop at a good enough point to see around the open yard before the Foundry. You spot several figures, as well as a generally dreaded sight around B1s.... two mechanized walkers.

"...Who are they?"

"Eem prial armee! Always all human. They bad people!"

"Imperial... Army...? What."

Focusing in with your audio receptors, you try to eavesdrop upon the so-called 'Imperial Army' soldiers, Mimve stifling her angry growl as you put a finger to your audio box and hush her...

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5le5iKOVrqs

"What is it, sir?"

"A most astonishing find. Not only have we discovered an entire battle field of Clone War era relics, but an entire Droid Foundry as well, Corporal!"

"A Droid Foundry... Well I'll be damned. What is your call, Lieutenant?"

"Hmpf, as fantastical as this antique compound may be, it's mere existence poses a threat to maintaining authority within the sector. If the fledgling dissenter group or the local criminal gangs were to find use with such an intact Foundry, they could well begin creating an army of old Separatist Battle Droids to attack the garrison with."

"I see. So it must be destroyed then?"

"Indeed. Have somebody radio back to Crondre City and forward a request to Moff Dunsal, we'll be needing either heavy artillery, or Captain Skinnickan's Victory to bombard this place to ash."

"Yes sir, right away. It may take a while to reach HQ through this weather."

"Take your time, have the others spread out and search for ways in. Moff Dunsal will want this place looted for valuables before it's burned down."

Those Imperials... they want to destroy the Foundry! You can't just let this happen! But... how exactly are you supposed to take them ALL out? There's like... nine... no, eleven soldiers total. And two walkers... The Octuparra would deal with those vehicles rather easily, but it's battery is low, no telling how many more shots it has left, the big boy.

Luckily, they haven't accessed the place yet, otherwise they'd have a lot more cover, the bulkheads hidden away in a cave nearby leading underground and the front reinforced chamber doors and personnel locks are all sealed shut. They only open to certified CIS personnel.

Ahh, but what are YOU going to do...? You're confident in your ability to shoot and kill, but it's just you, and a child.

"You have plan?"

"Plan?"

"Yes, yes! Plan! Plan take out bad Imrials! Could use snowstorm cloak from eyes, could try snipe, with Mimve sniper collected!"

Or sit and fire in a fixed position with that heavy caliber Clone Blaster on fully automatic and hope they drop like flies. Oh... you aren't very good at plans though... but if you're to become an OOM, you need precision...

"Could use Themral Detnator!"

"Thermal detona- Wait, when did you get those?"

"Uhh... picked off body Clones on journey... Hee hee!"

True enough, she has two of them in her cloak. But Droids don't use those.... like, ever.

>What is the game plan here?

>>4654977
Bring in the Octuparra to disable the walkers, bank on it having enough charge to manage. Have the kid toss the thermals while we snipe the officer and lay down suppressive fire to keep the rest of the Imperials down. Once she's tossed the thermals, Mimve picks up a blaster and proves she's a born and bred Confederate.

>>4654980
Also holy shit, how are you able to get art out that detailed in that little time? That's crazy.

>>4654977
>Act like a glitching droid and start gunning away at them from behind cover while bellowing about the republic scum
>When they troops converge on you to try and take you out have Mimve launch a thermal detonator at them
>Octa stays hidden and deals with the walkers + as many stragglers as they can in the chaos

We can't take them in a head on fight, the basic idea is stud bucket performs crowd control and gets them nicely grouped together for them to be all taken out at once by the detenator. Hopefully their guard will be down if they think they're only against one faulty clanka

>>4654980
+1
We're an droid! Those are not clones, so we can probably do some damage.

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>>4654983
It's because I skipped coloring and shading anything, and line work is easy enough, my right hand is steady. And SWs stuff isn't as detailed as Godzilla stuff from my other quest. It also helps having a good memory, when it comes to remembering how things I view look at least.

Also, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH FUCKING LADYBUGS FLYING INTO MY HOUSE AT FIVE AM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa

I'll pick this up next time, it's 6 and I'm so tired I thought it was five.

>>4654980
This. We hit them fast and hard before they have time to give away the foundry.

>>4654985
This sounds like... a good way to die in seconds.

>>4655001
Good luck brobing

>>4654985
Support
We could start singing or blasting music
https://youtu.be/ZTRPMRv2Heo

>>4654980
Okay changing my vote to this but i do want to sing later

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>>4654980
>+1 let’s hope we still have some sniping directives in our tiny head.

Just came in and am now glad that Battle droid won the election. Sniping as a Tactical droid would probably be difficult.

>>4655070
also good thing they are not clone troopers with full covered helmets beacuse it seems pretty easy to hit these dudes in there big open heads and necks

This style reminds me of MachineMindsQM. Remove Imp.

hmmmm there also must be a GONK droid around here somewhere if it has not wandered away

>>4655081
>Canonically penetrated by wooden spears and rocks thrown by space midget bears
As if imperial armour actually protected you.

>>4655143
>Act like a glitching droid and start gunning away at them from behind cover while bellowing about the republic scum

I like this

>>4655143
Well they are made for blasters and not balistic

>>4655175
>Die in one hit to blaster
>Die in one hit to spear
>Die in one hit to small rock
They are made to do nothing.

>>4655176
Rex with a paldron survived a sniper to the chest even if it missed his heart by 3 inches

>>4655197
>Rex with a paldron
>Rex
This character has effective armor, that is true.
This character has effective armor because they have plot armor, the armor made of the one material stronger than beskar.

>>4655176
Think like this is a arms race not using armor penetrating blasters would be useless so both sides escalate

>>4655206
But it's not an arms race.
If you could easily get your entire infantry squad completely obliterated because the enemy start using slugthrower underbarrels on their blasters, you're doing armor wrong.

>>4655114
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMY3QPReARw
GONK

>>4654985
+1

We should rebuild General Grievous.

>>4655659
Nah he'd immediately kill us for daring to resurrect him in a time where there's no lightsabers to collect

>>4655664
Doesn't have to be the real one. Weren't there Grievous drone things in canon or eu? Would be helpful in case we ever encountered a force user or lightsaber duelist.

>>4655678
There are far less murderous drones we could use. And anyways, we're not going to be encountering one. They're all dead. The ones who are won't bother going after some droid foundry when the empire is there.

>>4655678
>Implying imitations won't also have the lightsaber boner

Also there were no droid will ever hope to match a force user, if we actually end up facing one we''re scrap metal. (so RIP stud bucket's fledgling dreams of taking down the Republic-Empire unless we luck into recruiting Luke)

>>4655705
Honestly...Stud-Bucket not joining, but working alongside rebels, seems kinda reasonable. He's definitely not going to like the whole 'new republic' shit, considering he seems to share the CIS Ideals, but he definitely won't like the empire

since you know, republic = empire, so empire = enemy.

I mean, he's got a droid foundry. You know how many soldiers those could pop out?

This quest reminds me of a story on SB of a Droid SI that helps the CIS

Can't remember the name for the life of me

>>4655729
Now I remember

https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/roger-roger-sw-si.244003/

>>4655715
I could him him fully joining up with the rebels on the basis that they rebels are *basically* CIS/trade federation 2.0, since when it comes down to it both groups (rebels + CIS) just want to give a massive middle finger to the core worlds and their corrupt goverment.

Right now he doesn't really care much beyond 'work towards CIS victory over the republic', if the organics sell the new republic shit to him as being part and parcel of a CIS victory then he'd buy it. Beauty of having a B1 brain.

>>4655705
>Also there were no droid will ever hope to match a force user,
Snide rebuttal: Your perception of your precious Jedi is overblown, meatbag.

>>4655799
Too bad most droids end up trying to kill them with blasters. Which is stupid.

>>4655799
Apology: Stud bucket's fledgling dreams of taking down the Republic-Empire are impossible unless he manages to recruit either a Skywalker meatbag or HK-47

If the 501st could clear the temple and all the Jedi padawans, masters, Temple guard and others within with just blasters then an entire Droid army unrestrained by Palpatine's schemes that isn't playing the role of convenient distraction will rape any force user that dares cross our path.

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>>4655826
Well, except Vader, but surely we'll never encounter him right?!

>>4655826
kek the 501st was just there to make Vader's stroll to the temple look cooler

>>4655275
>We need a Gonk Droid buddy to complete the synergy of The Chad B1 a Small Child with the Nerd Octuparra and along with the virgin gonk droid

>>4655833
As an idea for possible future allies what about the Iron Knights

>>4655833
I don't know about the gonk droid, but a B1, an small child and an octuparra sounds like some sort of low-quality comedy show.

>>4655841
A sitcom, to be more exact

>>4655841
They will need power and we are on a snow planet

oh hell yeah this still looks like level/poleman

>>4655847
They will need power

>>4655841
>Group gets famous
>Everyone knows non-tactical droids are 100% brainless
>Mimve labelled tactician child genius by the galaxy at large
It just writes itself

>>4655853
It actually turns out the results are Stud misunderstanding what Move says

It occurs to me we'll have to jack shipyards in the future to build a navy, foundry only makes ground troops.

>>4655857
*Mimve damn you autocorrect

>>4655859
What about vulture droids

>>4655853
We just have to be really, REALLY careful and probably make some promisse we won't break at some point, if we want to live.

I mean really, Mimve is an cute, lonely child and we're the weird non-human being who's taking care of her. We've already set off more death flags than an cop that's about to retire.

>>4655862
Can a foundry even make those? I thought it was mostly b1s, supers, droidekas and crab, spiders and such.

>>4655880
Im 90% percent sure they can

>>4655863
>death flags
>"I'm a cop a week out from retirement with a baby on the way. I just found this small child with some weird necklace and have to take care of her until we find her parents. Also I just received a letter from my recently deceased grandfather talking about some silly inheritance and the importance of the bloodline. I think I'm going to stop at this gypsy fortune teller's tent."

>>4655959
You’re forgetting the biggest death flag in all of media

>Is a B1 Fucking Battle Droid

>>4656088
>the biggest death flag in all of media
My friend that is "I'll be right back.".

Hey wait a minute WE'RE a B1 unit. Oh no!

>>4656107
We're safe for now because we have to take care of Mimve. We just gotta upgrade until our daughteru immunity wears off

>>4656112
But she's the one putting us in danger. I guess the true power of a Stud only comes out when a lady is depending on it though.

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"Corporal, there's a hidden blast door inside that alcove over there. Doesn't look finished, armor plates missing, the AT-DPs or launcher should breach it."

"Good, tell the driver to bring the speeder around."

"Aye. Oh, you boys up for hitting the cantina in Sprawl tonight?"

"And what? Get drunk and have CO shout at us for being late to rise again? I'll pass."

"It'll be different this time guys, trust me. Tonight's show night, they got the Twi'Lek dancers performing, I hear they might even be offering troopers... 'special' shows with 'privileges'. Mmmm? Mmm?"

"...Well, when you put it like that-"

"LOOK OUT!"

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"BRI-BRI-BRI-BRI-BRI!"

Without warning, following the plan you had after thinking really hard about it, the Octuparra comrade emerges from behind the rocky hill nearby, getting a clear range as it fires out a powerful laser blast towards one of the Imperial walkers, hitting an unsuspecting one in the weaker rear armor plating!

"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK! SCRAMBLE!"

"GET THE LAUNCHER, FIND COVER! GO, GO, GO!"

"Locked onto target. Firing!"

"TI-TRI- PI BE BEEE!"

The Imperials counterattack after losing the first AT-DP and three crewmen. The second one fires back with it's cannon, striking the derelict leg of the Ocutparra and splitting it! The massive Droid tumbles back into the snow as it loses it's balance!

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You had to act quickly before the AT-DP could finish it off, the walker looking around instead for other enemies.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgZLG9lFgi4

"This is it, your chance to be a real Confederate! Stick to the plan! Use those detonators! Ooooh gosh!"

"Mimve do! Mimve do! Not dispoint!"

Your Nelvaanian companion drug her collected Clone DC-15A off with the detonators, she was jovial to be able to fight back against her planet's oppressors. Climbing further up the rock, you saw her distract the Imperials in the chaos by jumping up and aiming the much larger Clone weapon down.

"Hey! Dummy imrials!"

"Look out! It's a child!"

"She's got a blaster rifle!"

"WOOOO!"

The Nelvaanian fired, sending her flying back off the rock as a blue bolt coursed down and took out Imperial out, striking him dead in the chest. The others returned fire and the AT-DP blasted the rocks as well, but Mimve was well out of the way, climbing even further up as they shot aimlessly at rocks. She was about to use the detonators on their speeder transport, which they huddled towards for a rocket launcher that was on it's back.

You saw the Imperial lieutenant make a run for it with his men, you weren't going to let him get any further! You hold the E-5S steadily as it's auto-scope affixes to your optics.

"I've got you in my sights, Clone... er, Imperial scum! Time for Stud Bucket to shine!"

>Roll 1d20 for Droid sniping accuracy.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>4656211

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4656211
You shall cease your damage of CIS property you scum.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4656211
boop

>>4656220
thank you

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>>4656220
Hell yeah brother

>>4656220
2 bad rolls before the nat 20 increasing my blood pressure

>>4656220
our saviour

Imagine signing up for the most powerful military in the galaxy and dying to an illiterate child who can't even handle a blaster right

>>4656274
Better than dying to a teddy bear slinging rocks

>>4656274
It's totally in vogue though.

>>4656220
F U C K
Y E A H

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>>4656220

We should get a new paintjob.

>>4656359
I'm sure little Mimve will be keen to help us with that.

Or just paint us to blend in with the snow. Getting a snazzy new look to go with a snazzy new frame is primo though. Totally down with it.

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"Charge the hill! Take out that shooter!"

The Imperials converged onto the rocky slide you stood on then, running towards it to close in to your and Mimve's position and flush you out.

As the AT-DP went to provide suppressive fire at Mimve for them, the Octuparra acted, twisting around as best as it could there on the ground and delivering the last shot it could manage at the walker, disabling it and taking it down by blowing off a leg!

"Sir! The Droid walker is still active!"

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"Get out of my way you idiot! I'll take care of it! Stand back!"

The officer was hefting the dangerous launcher, it would surely spell the doom of the Octuparra!

"Just like academy!"

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"GKK!"

"SNIPER! GET DOWN!"

No rocket launched, a thin beam from the E-5S penetrates right through the skulls of both the officer and their speeder transport's driver! This was going well!

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"Thermal detonators, go!"

"Yes, yes! Themral go!"

Tik, tak, tik.

"Emperor's skin, THERMAL DETONATOR! GET BACK! GET BACK! GET-"

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"-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG-"

"Hah hah hah! Yes! Take that, Imrials!"

Feeling the shake from here, you remember why that particular variety of grenades and ordinance is especially dreaded among infantry, Droid or otherwise. Man, if only the CIS has issued those to Battle Droids more often! Well, let's see, that was about several Imperials... there was twelve to start with.... sooooo, there appears to be... six or so left! This will be a tube of protein!

"Oh yeah!" You say, courageously.

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"YOU'RE MINE!"

"Uh oh." You say fearfully.

One of the remaining Imperials got up the hill, he was coming down on you with a Vibroknife to perform some remodeling! Bad remodeling!

Your sniper won't work here, both E-5 carbines are on your backpack, and Mimve is too far to help!

>Whatever will you do?!

>>4656444
>....uuuuuh, this is not the droid you're looking for

>>4656444
Throw the rifle at him to try and distract him/trip him up long enough to unsling a carbine and attempt a snapshot at him?

Also fuck yeah double headshot. Also nice throw for the little alien.

>>4656444
USE ROCK AGAINST HEAD

>>4656444
>Pretend to break then shoot him

>>4656459
>To clarify pretend we shut down and gal over while prepping a blaster

>>4656466
*Fall

>>4656452
SUPPORT

>ROCK

>>4656452
>>4656478
A rock vs. a vibroknife. I don't like those odds.

>>4656482
Think about it, we can hit him with a rock and he will die because we are a droid hitting his soft flesh with a rock

>>4656484
B1's aren't particularly strong. Or agile. And he's wearing a helmet.

>>4656485
Yeah but hard rock do the work for us cause hard rock bonk

>>4656487
A helmet is literally designed to stop shrapnel and debris from taking a soldier out of the fight. It is the one thing it can actually do. Stop rocks.

We throw the rock like ewok
YUB NUB

>>4656488
think about it

BONK rattle rattle pew pew dead

>>4656490
He's not going to stand there and get bonked he has a knife.

>>4656488
His face is open though and he only has goggles. Alternatively, we throw it at his hand.

>>4656491
We can bonk him good the first time

>>4656494
Man do you know how hard it is to throw without real hands? And how hard it is to hit a person's head? It's one of the most mobile parts of the human body.

Wait wait wait hold on you want to stop to pick up a rock when the guy is already going to charge us? That's terrible.

>>4656444
He’ll be tired from running all the way up here. Joestar secret technique
>Run away! Call for Mimve to rip his throat open, imperials are super weak against small, fluffy bipeds.

>>4656506
>B1
>run
Unless you mean to just hurl ourselves down the hill and hope our limbs don't fall off along the way. Shieeeeet.

But enough shitposting. Got work to do. Peace for now errybody.

Regardless of the fact that we're an average B1, there's some important facts being overlooked. We are made of metal, and our movement is mechanical in nature. Break his hands, or just punch him in the face.

>>4656444
Swing the blaster to crack his neck, then sweep his legs to give us some room.

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"GAGHHH!"

You quickly grab a rock without even thinking and just chuck it at the Imperial Army Trooper as fast as you can, spinning your arm around on it's rotor! And it worked!

The Vibroknife is knocked out of his hand from your spontaneous move! You felt like one of those Jedi picking something heavy up with their er... magic stuff and throwing it like it was as light as a feather!

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....Of course, that doesn't prevent him from tackling you down with the speed of a Reek as you make a grab for one of your E-5 carbines. His charge was unabated and he slammed an elbow into your chest as he grabbed your wrist!

"Stupid CLANKER!"

He did NOT just call you the C word.

"AAAHHH! WOOOOAAHHH!"

The two of you tumble in the snow, threatening to plummet down onto the rocks over the ledge!

"I'll have you... melted to compost!"

Again with the anti-Droid remarks!

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"Come here, rat!"

"Restrain that rebel brat!"

"STUPID EEM PRIALS LET ME GO!"

"What about the Droids?"

"Forget them, let's get back to the speeder and get out, the rebel child will be enough, she was already suspected of dissent anyway! Holding her hostage will force the others out of hiding in town! Let's move!"

"BUKETT! NEED HELP!"

"Oh no!"

The remaining Imperials have apprehended Mimve, although she managed to take down two more with the Clone blaster. They were going to take her and make a retreat! There was little you could do with one of the four on you, but you couldn't just let them get away! You had to...

[ORDERS RECEIVED]
['FORGET THE CHILD. NEW PRIORITY; ENTER THE FOUNDRY COMMAND CENTER AT ALL COSTS. YOU ARE OUR ONLY HOPE NOW, SB-62.']

Wha-What?! Orders? O-Orders! Actual orders! But... how? Where... why...? They must have come from... the Foundry? You don't ge- OBEY ORDERS.

Obey orders. Obey orders.... and abandon Mimve...? But wait, you were going to be Commander and make orders not take them- OBEY ORDERS.

Yes, a unit must follow orders, logic module incapable of conceiving of insubordination. Insubordination is malfunction. Malfunction is treated with permanent shut down- But she's a fighter on her own homeworld, under special directives, volunteer forces on their own homeworld are of higher priority than front line Battle Droid combatants and must be protected in and out of battle by Battle Droid- OBEY SUPER TACTICAL DROID ORDERS.

Y-OBEY SUPER TACTICAL DROID ORDERS.

>Yes. Obey orders.
>No... will make own orders.
>No. Obey orders.
>No... make... own orders.
>DO NOT RESIST PROGRAMMING. OBEY ORDERS.
>...
>....
>.....

>What will you do?

Last update tonight.

>>4656566
>No... make... own orders.
She's an comfederate too! We have to save her! Headbutt the guard and shoot him, we're made of metal

>>4656566
I follow organic orders currently and i still need to get this dude off me
Hmmm my head can still move so lets slam our jagged face into his jugular or nose

If we get him off and then use our rifle we can easily kill all these troopers defending the foundry from being attacked by them and save the organic commander and tri-bro

>>4656570
We can logic it this we are following superior orders if we help her and avoid a possible shut down that would make us unable to follow orders as we must defend the foundry now and keep its location hidden
>>4656568
Just woke up and i must say this is exciting

>>4656573
>following superior orders
anon, we got direct orders from an super tactical droid, there's not really a way to logic it out

the point is making our OWN orders, RESISTING our programming.

>>4656566
>super tactical droid
Oh shit...
Uhh... yeah, lets resist the programming for now. Reach around and grab that pistole clearly hanging from the trooper's belt to shoot him and then get the others. Not sure a B1 will be smart enough to think of it but let's try saying we had to kill them all to keep the foundry a secret.

>>4656566
>Save Mimve as she is a confederate soldier, her help will be useful and destroying the remaining imperials will eliminate a threat to the foundry

L o o p h o l e s

Anyway man this quest is great

>>4656580
Can we even reach for his belt? the trooper is holding the connection in our arm.

>>4656566
>Make own orders
>Save Mimve
Those filthy rep-imperials aren't gonna get away with taking our auxiliary!

Headbutt the guy on top of us, then grab his pistol while he's stunned >>4656580 and finish him off. Then make to take out the others.

To shut the tactical droid up maybe say the foundry is already doomed if they take her hostage and get the locals against us?

>>4656566
OBEY THE ORDERS WE GAVE OURSELVES ACTING AS TACTICAL COMMANDER EARLIER

>>4656566
>Order: ENTER THE FOUNDRY COMMAND CENTER AT ALL COSTS
>Observation: Hostile has taken DC-15 blaster rifle from probational auxiliary confederacy fighter
>Inference: Hostile may try shooting me as it retreats and impeding my progress to the foundry
>Action: Kill hostiles to improve chances of entering foundry (freeing auxiliary fighter in the process)

Okay, so a Super Tactical changes everything. We wanna go down the route that includes rebuilding the CIS and starting up an insurgency, but how do we deal with them? Are we gonna follow the Super Tac? I mean, betrayal isn't something the battle droids ever do unlike Imperials who stab each other in the back all the time. Or.... are we gonna absorb and cannabalize their parts and pull an IG series move?

>>4656617
This logic could work but 'forget the child' was also apart of the order and she isn't official yet. I'm worried about whether or not the Super Tac will try to kill our wolf loli too if we take her into the foundry...

>>4656617
>Observation: they are scouting party and are completely preoccupied apprehended Mimve thus making them extremely easy to kill
>Inference: they will reveal foundry location if not killed and sending reinforcements killing us all before droid production is online again

>>4656622
I don't know what we'll do, there has to be a reason the super tac didn't do it all by himself. But, if he tries killing our daughteru, he gets turned into scrap.

>>4656622
After we save her we’ll send her back to her people and hopefully the super tactical will allow her to take the guns too. The foundry is not safe enough for her anyways.

>>4656566
Tactical Droid orders are flawed and wrong.
Priority must be given to protecting foundry and knowledge of its existence secret.
Failure to do so will result in foundry destruction and chances of resuming combat operations against republic-imperial oppressors to %0.

Priority objectives

Secrecy of foundry's existence must be kept Organic auxiliary must be recovered and prevent from falling into emery hands and prevent compromising of CIS secrets.

>>4656566
Our comrades take priority. And protecting an auxiliary comrade on local soil has more priority than that. This order is flawed.

>resist this fat-brained-fuckers orders, follow normal directives to protect CIS property and allies first

>>4656617
Support

>>4656617
Support, though make it clear our droid boy it jumping through logic hoops to save the kid

>>4656953
>Extra damage from overheating for this headbutt

>>4656566
>Kick the one on us in the dick

>>4656893
Support