She's My Girl Jackie! So Happy With How She Turned Out! Definitely Gonna Commission Again The Future!

"Incredible. Sounds beautiful. I can't wait to see it for myself, truthfully. And Azha is the village name? Interesting, to say the least."

Aster followed behind the other as they spoke, looking out at the empty space before them. She soon looked toward Val as she took a position of meditation, confusion on her face.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

CALLING ALL PACIFIC RIM FANS. LETS MAKE SURE OUR FAVORITE BADASS MARK I PILOT WINS

Sasha:

She's sooo hot. I love her <3

Alyosha was submitted without propaganda.

Imma take some hot cocoa now

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Aster's eyes narrowed, rage building. "Okay, then. Where are they being kept? And the force sensitives? I'm guessing you have a base of operations?"

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

THIS. I live in South Dakota, always have. And I am considering moving to Canada (drive is only 18 hours). Hoping to get my sister's on board, we'll see.

For the first time, I am seriously researching moving to another country.

It's so fucking hard to imagine actually leaving America, because... it's my home, and I've always been proud to be an American. I still am, and I still love America.

The problem is, America isn't America anymore. And that hurts so fucking much.

Do it, I dare you

What if I drew human forms/holoforms of the RID15 team--

hi everyone i hope you dont mind if i

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"The Titans were gentle beings, knowing neither fear nor pain. For all their power, it was the Primes who cared for them, guarding their innocent sparks." - Thundercracker, Speaker of Trypticon.

A lil bit of lore below the cut.

In my little continuity, the Primes were indeed Primus's firstborn, but they were made from the suffering of their maker as he fought to survive. The Titans though? They were born to give life, made to spread Primus's gifts to all creation. As such, they are naturally gentle and inherently incapable of violence.

They will not fight back if attacked, nor will they rise to the defense of their citizens (although they will provide weaponry and protection in the form of walls and the like). They cannot even comprehend why one would hurt another outside of the natural order of things. It is to the point where those who care for the remaining Titans have labeled them as having the cognitive capabilities of newbuilds. For all their age and wisdom, Titans are, at their core, the only entities in the universe to maintain a sense of innocence all throughout their lives. They hold no anger, no bitterness, and no grudges. Everything, in their optics, will play out as it should.

As such, the Titans have always had guardians to protect them from a reality that would seek to crush them into dust. During the first age, the Primes filled this role. In the modern era, seekers of Vos have taken on the mantle, guarding and speaking on the behalf of the three remaining Titans on Cybertron.

"Impressive." Aster commented, soon following behind the other Force sensitive. "And yet, it does not. The levels of anxiety I get from boarding a shuttle is unreal." She added, Arma crossing loosely over her chest.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.