Grand Army of the Republic: A Star Wars Plan Quest

Pretty much. You have plenty of capacity for producing both blasters and personal armour, but you have yet to acquire any designs to produce so you have haven't been able to produce anything.

Thank you. So developing suppliers in the Administration section, like was done with Infantry Suppliers in the turn just completed - does that give us designs to put into production straight away, like licence production? Or does it give us a bonus for Development projects in the Research section?
 
Thank you. So developing suppliers in the Administration section, like was done with Infantry Suppliers in the turn just completed - does that give us designs to put into production straight away, like licence production? Or does it give us a bonus for Development projects in the Research section?
You get offered a selection of some potential contracts and you get to choose which one you want to take. What happens depends on what is included in the contract that you take.
 
You get offered a selection of some potential contracts and you get to choose which one you want to take. What happens depends on what is included in the contract that you take.

Thanks. So, considering that we've got a relatively restricted number of dice in Research, and the big bonuses that Tanasi Desnos gives us on genetic research to create better clones, is there any benefit aside for us designing our own military hardware aside from reducing our Exposure score and keeping our Sith Support from dropping? Will blasters, armour, starfighters etc which we design on Kamino be of better quality or more effective?

Also, can we try to recruit Zam Wessel again? That free -1 Exposure every quarter is looking pretty useful.
 
Thanks. So, considering that we've got a relatively restricted number of dice in Research, and the big bonuses that Tanasi Desnos gives us on genetic research to create better clones, is there any benefit aside for us designing our own military hardware aside from reducing our Exposure score and keeping our Sith Support from dropping? Will blasters, armour, starfighters etc which we design on Kamino be of better quality or more effective?
No. Designing locally is only beneficial to keeping things inhouse and the lack of Kaminoan expertise in those areas means you are more likely to get worse designs not better. It is more efficient and effective to outsource to the experts, but that comes with the risks of increased exposure and upsetting your Sith bosses.
Also, can we try to recruit Zam Wessel again? That free -1 Exposure every quarter is looking pretty useful.
Maybe in the future.
 
I'm so glad we took those geneticists, we can get like phase 4 mental enhancements at this rate before 29BBY if we put enough of our research dice on them.
 
Can we just use repulsorlift vehicles with a small walker core relegated to specialist units meant to operate in oak eyes where repulsorlifts won't work?
 
Can we just use repulsorlift vehicles with a small walker core relegated to specialist units meant to operate in oak eyes where repulsorlifts won't work?

Repulsorlift also can't pass through shields and can also be jammed ( and no Disney didn't come up with this idea first Repulsorlift jammer ).

I think that we would be better off with balanced mix of walkers, repulsorlift, tracked and wheeled vehicles.
 
Oh @Oshha I looked at the Legends Lore of Kamino and realized that.

Kamino built other Clone Armies in the Past can we look into their records on what they did.

And also can I make an Omake of Jango reading about them?
 
And One is just a Giant Metal Gear Refrence.
"War has changed.

It's no longer about nations, ideologies, or race. It's an endless series of proxy battles, fought by clone and droid armies.

War--and it's consumption of life--has become a well-oiled industry.

War has changed.

Mass produced soldiers carry mass produced weapons, use mass produced gear. Genemods and software licenses inside their bodies and processors enhance and regulate their abilities.

Genetic control, information control, emotion control, battlefield control…everything is monitored and kept under control.

War…has changed.

The age of peace has become the age of economical warfare, and he who controls the battlefield, controls history.

War…has changed.

When the battlefield is under total control, war becomes about money.
 
"War has changed.

It's no longer about nations, ideologies, or race. It's an endless series of proxy battles, fought by clone and droid armies.

War--and it's consumption of life--has become a well-oiled industry.

War has changed.

Mass produced soldiers carry mass produced weapons, use mass produced gear. Genemods and software licenses inside their bodies and processors enhance and regulate their abilities.

Genetic control, information control, emotion control, battlefield control…everything is monitored and kept under control.

War…has changed.

The age of peace has become the age of economical warfare, and he who controls the battlefield, controls history.

War…has changed.

When the battlefield is under total control, war becomes about money.
You aren't the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all of its people, are diseased. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns of something even greater: memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on. You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak.
 
We are all pawns of something even greater: memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on. You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak.
God...The Outer Heaven Uprising in Star Wars, should it be considered Canon was a Bloodbath.

As was the Equivalent of the Zanzibar Land Uprising.

Shit gets wild in the Outer Rim and it Broke Big Boss.
 
You aren't the only one to grow up on the killing fields. War is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep in my psyche: that this world, and all of its people, are diseased. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns of something even greater: memes, the DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. Expose someone to anger long enough, they will learn to hate. They become a carrier. Envy, greed, despair: all memes, all passed on. You can't fight nature, Jack. Wind blows, rain falls, and the strong prey upon the weak.

You are still yet to understand Jedi, the truth then. I do require an clone army and votes, I assume you beg to know why.
I'm using galactic war as a business to get elected Supreme Chancellor. So I can end galactic war as a business. In may new Empire people will kill and die for what they believe, not for credits, not for tibanna!
 
You are still yet to understand Jedi, the truth then. I do require an clone army and votes, I assume you beg to know why.
I'm using galactic war as a business to get elected Supreme Chancellor. So I can end galactic war as a business. In may new Empire people will kill and die for what they believe, not for credits, not for tibanna!

the libertarian brand of terrorism of senator armstrong never ceases to hype me up

fucking crazy bastard (in both the bad and good ways)
 
Clients and Clientele (Noncanon/+10 Bonus)
Clients and Clientele

(Jango POV)

You held your Caff and quietly looked at the mess of paperwork you had somehow finished.

A Victory for the day was short-lived as another slip came out of the pile of paperwork.

"Hmm." You growled as you picked it up and looked at it.

"Client List and Payments?: Army Production. What the Hell is this?!" You said.

You looked at the List of Names and Planets to see if you recognized any of them and one or two names rang a sort of bell but the rest were...confusing.

"I've never heard half of these names." You said.

That's it, you needed to go up to the top to see the answer to all this madness. Because clearly, the long-necks were withholding information from you that could endanger the final product.

A Product that you considered Mandalorians. Something you respected for what they COULD BE!

So you got onto the Elevator and went to Nala Su and the Prime Minister. It would hopefully enlighten you on their...abilities and previous services to the Galaxy.

If only to calm certain fears and possible objections you have with their possible malpractice.

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You looked at Nala Su and sighed. "You're not telling me anything?"

"An explanation wouldn't be worth all the trouble you could cause, so it's best to give you access to the files yourself and make your own judgments." She said,

You looked at the Scientist. "Why?"

"Because some of our mistakes are...less apparent than our successes Mr. Fett." She said, "Plus you might find some of life's absurd humor in it."

"Absurd?" You said.

"Some of the failures were stranger than others." She said.

She then left you alone to read the many dozens of Files needed to make your own decisions on the matter.

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Operation Order:71
Planet of Origin: Abafar

Reason for Order: Security needed for the Mining Guilds stockpiles of Rhydonium fuel, as they had been dealing with threats from the Onaka Cartel and other Hutt-backed Pirate groups wanting a slice of that Rare Fuel source.

The Mining Guild itself supplied transport and Logistics to arm them properly.

Number of Clones Ordered: 2504 Individual Units Produced.

Status of Unit: Dissolved due to Attrition.

AAR: Unit Operated with Mining Guild Support for about seven years before long-term effects of constant battles and raids by pirates forced the Unit to disband.

Make Note of having future Clients supply more powerful weapons to future security assets.


Well, nothing too out of the Ordinary...the Pirates in the Outer Rim were dangerous and unscrupulous, you should know, you were on one of those damned Spice Freighters.

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Operation Order: 97
Planet of Origin: Coruscant


Reason For Order: A Born and Breed enforcer of a Rival to the Hutt Cartel at 000.
Number of Clones Ordered: 1

Status of Unit: Rogue.

AAR: Unit has gone rogue from original orders and deviated, due to Independence streak. Took Control of the Cartel and has gone underground.

Make Note of Independence Streak Dangers.

Addendum: The unit returned to Sight three years ago, and attempted to eliminate agents in the sector.

Unit Elimination AAR: The subject took three Grenades and nearly a thousand bolts to die, at final breath he had lost all but one limb and was blind from shrapnel.

Highly costly from a product standpoint and clearly makes a clear danger of Independent Clones.


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A rare moment of failure they barely had control over, hmm, by Mandalore, this is concerning...but situations like this is unnerving to say the least.

Onto the Next Order.

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Order: 175
Planet of Origin: Rattaka

Reason for Order: The Warlord Army needed to subjugate the Planet and kill all rivals. A Simple Reason, weapons and equipment needed to be secured on-site.

Numbers of Clones ordered:800

Status of Unit: Eliminated Before Combat Deployment

AAR: As it turns out, Gas Attacks and Biological weapons are still a grave and serious threat, the fact equipment was needed to be secure on-site was a red flag.

Ban this planet and customers to the List of Places not to sell to.


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Ahh, Chemical and Biological Weapons were nasty. Poor sods, they didn't even have a way to protect themselves...you hope that your men don't have to worry about it.

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Order 350
Planet of Origin: Duxun

Reason for Order: Protection of Personnel to comb for Artifacts from the Mandalorian Wars.

Number of Clones Ordered: 75

Status of Unit: Demobilized (Contract successful)

AAR: A textbook operation of forces deployed in a Security capacity and Protective details. The unit was demobilized and sent into Smaller Security Roles following the Operation, Not deemed a security threat to Kamino's Future.


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Order 350
Planet of Origin: Onderon

Reason for Order: Hyper-Space Lane Exploration and Settlement Defence for the Onderon Spacer Guild.

Number of Clones Order: 300

Status of Unit: MIA

AAR: [Redacted by orders of the Prime minister]

Note: We are not even sure what the hell happened. Nor can we explain it.


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Order 352
Planet of Origin:Kamino

Reason for Order: Labor

Number of Clones Ordered:75

Status of Units: Operational

AAR: Unit is following protocol and is in perfect condition.


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Order 500

[Redacted By Order of Prime Minister]


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Hmm, what is this? "Dr. Su."

She came over at your summon as you showed her the File you wanted to see.

"Ahh, the Five Hundredth Clone Order...what was supposed to be a capstone of order success and a Milestone of what we were capable of….turned into our biggest Mistake."She said.

"Explain." You said firmly.

"Tell me, have you heard of the Outer Rim Mercenary Wars? It's not something people have heard about, the Stark Hyperspace war was going on and got all the Publicity at the time." SHe said.

"Our Civil War crossed paths with theirs on occasion, when we were hunting Death Watch, we pulled a few battles in. Wasn't really much to write home about, it was a resource squabble between mercenaries with their own planets. Plus I got put into Slavery at the Time..so news was rare." You said.

"Well it was a clone Army Ordered by a mercenary named Gene, too shall we say create the ultimate Mercenary State and End the Wars." She said.

"And let me guess that made someone upset?" You said. Knowing how this worked partly.

"A quick study, a Soldier by the Name of Jon Doe, didn't want to be commanded by a madman and warred against him almost single-handedly. He built an army and commanded it better than him and destroyed Gene...I can tell you know the name." Nala Su said.

"Big Boss...Hell of a Man became a recluse after the Huk War, the contract went to hell, heard he was killed in some Altercation with Republic Judiciaries." You said. "Shame he's not here...I could have used a Commander like that."

She then looked at the Screen files and sighed.

"I can't get you to work with you per sey." She said.

"Why's that?" You asked.

"Because he's in Cold Storage in our Insurance Vault." She said.

Wait for WHAT!

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"Ahh… The Insurance Vault. It's what we use to store Collateral. And certain Genetic Samples deemed too Important to lose." She said.

You were still trying to process all of this. "Why did the Prime Minister approve of my Entry into the Vault?"

"You're required to deposit a certain Number of your DNA to the Vault so we can continue Operations in the event you're killed in this early stage of the Armies development." She said.

"Sounds remarkably forward-thinking." You noted.

"Well, we are professionals. We have to think ahead. At least until the Product meets the standards, by our contract we aren't allowed to keep extra DNA once Late Stage production and operations begin." She said.

"Why not keep it?" You noted.

"That would be a breach of contract." She said.

"Ahh, makes sense." You said.

"Well, we are almost here." She said.

The door opened to reveal a tank with a charred man with wires and tubes in him, it was burned near beyond recognition.

But the Missing eye told you everything. "Big Boss…"

"Yes...the Galaxy's greatest Mercenary, in a tube. Brought low by his own Hubris and rage." She said.

"Why is he here?" You asked.

"Because everyone else thinks he's dead and we can use him for later. Especially given the Success his DNA has given us in the past." She said.

"No, I mean why is he in the Tube barely alive in a Coma? WHAT basically killed him?"You said in surprise.

"Oh, his inferior clone all but killed him." She said like relaying a simple game score.

Wait for the...What.

"Order 543...We called them Solid, Liquid and Solidus. He was originally going to use them to start a Mercenary War State in the outer Rim and war with the Republic but Republic Intelligence found trained and used one of the clones who used a flamethrower to all but kill him." She explained.

"You named Three Codenames, witch one did him in?" you asked.

"Solid did, but after the Mission, he ran away to Telos and we lost track of him. And that Mission was about a year to two years ago?" She said. "So the Unit was 14 Standard years old." She said.

Oh...Oh…

"The Greatest Mercenary in the Galaxy, done in by a child who was deemed expendable by everyone." You said.

You had a lot to Digest after all of this.

And a lot to think about.

But you feel like you learned something new and Important today.

"I hope this information helps you make the best possible products possible Jango. And nothing about this conversation leaves this room." Nala Su said as she left you alone with the course and many different decisions to make.

AN: ENJOY!!
 
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