Amusingly, he tries it again, and Thrown doesn't stop him or interferes. Then Thrown promptly annihilates all of his forces despite the additional forces.

Thrawn: [drops artillery on his own position] Rule 20, If you're not willing to shell your own position, you're not willing to win.
 
I'm bored...


ED-6310 RD is a proud droid, he has a big dream!
He will cleanse the galaxy from the various filth that plagues it and drag down the galaxy to his Mistress of the Abyss' hands.
As soon as he done cleaning this bathroom stalls...
Janitor Today! Sith Minion Tomorrow!

Though many of his brethren think that he is trying too hard to be a sith-y droid minion.

They don't understand his dream, and it was one of his goals to make them understand. He pities his fellow droids for not using their upgraded processing capabilities.
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ED-6310 RD is a HK-47 fanboy, wait no, fandroid

Heh, I was drunk last night...
 
Hey everyone, just a heads up that yes I am still alive. Work has been delayed partly by IRL work but mostly because I got a nasty bug that kicked my ass this past weekend, keeping me from really getting the new interlude going. Also the site ate the 1k of words I had already...but that's not too big a deal because I realized I could do that 1k better now anyway.

Excuses aside, just wanted to reassure people that I'm still alive. Also acknowledging things:

OOM-9 Training Log: Tactical Training with Thrawn

Session 1:
Attempted standard Strategy in simulated Battle against Admiral Thrawn. Result: Crushing defeat. Analysing combat data and formulating new strategy.

Session 2:
Same Result. Attempting new strategy.

Session 3:
Same Result. Attempting randomised approach to test Thrawns capability to react to unpredictability.

Session 4:
Another defeat, but an unwelcome interruption by HK-47 to mock me gave me an idea.

Session 5-8:
Continued standard attempts to defeat Thrawn with varying tactics to hide intentions.

Session 9:
Crushing Victory. Reprogrammed the simulated battle beforehand to give myself numerological advantage which would arrive with a delay which Thrawn could not anticipate. Theory: Nobody expects OOM-9 to cheat blatantly.

This is mostly how that went down...

Session 10:
Defeat. Thrawn ordered agents to conduct ambush in simulation rooms server room.

And yes, this is also what happened.

Anyway, that omake is canon, and +10.

I'm bored...


ED-6310 RD is a proud droid, he has a big dream!
He will cleanse the galaxy from the various filth that plagues it and drag down the galaxy to his Mistress of the Abyss' hands.
As soon as he done cleaning this bathroom stalls...
Janitor Today! Sith Minion Tomorrow!

Though many of his brethren think that he is trying too hard to be a sith-y droid minion.

They don't understand his dream, and it was one of his goals to make them understand. He pities his fellow droids for not using their upgraded processing capabilities.
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ED-6310 RD is a HK-47 fanboy, wait no, fandroid

Heh, I was drunk last night...

I do admit that the rank-and-file droids (barring the fan-favorite Spider Droid Hive, natch) could use more bots like ED here.

But real talk, I love the style of this and I appreciate how you managed to get the Watcher's logo on the side. So, since this is a fanart thing, I'll give you the traditional 3 choices (sort of):

-Martial/Learning Stat boost for HK-47 (I figure ED would appreciate the bonus going to a good cause)
-Ability to ask 2 questions that I must answer truthfully
-Third cool idea that continues to elude me (insert idea here and I'll see if I can make it work)
 
Hey everyone, just a heads up that yes I am still alive. Work has been delayed partly by IRL work but mostly because I got a nasty bug that kicked my ass this past weekend, keeping me from really getting the new interlude going. Also the site ate the 1k of words I had already...but that's not too big a deal because I realized I could do that 1k better now anyway.

Probably shouldn't write longform stuff on the site. Ever since the Lazarus Extension broke I stopped doing that because it's just too easy for shit to get eaten, especially when writing over a long period of time. Word/Google Docs are your friend. Easier to write somewhere reliable and just do the bbc formatting at the end if necessary.
 
ED's philosophy begins to catch on among other droids?
...we organize a droid uprising in our favor?

""WE WANT TO WORK FOR CIARAN" Say Droids"
- Coruscant Intelligencer

"CIARAN HAS PERSONALLY FUCKED EVERY DROID IN THE UPRISING"
-Shitty Rag Monthly

""The Neimoidians Are Ugly" Say Droid Rebels"
-Doctor's Orders, Issue #7650
 
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...we organize a droid uprising in our favor?

""WE WANT TO WORK FOR CIARAN" Say Droids"
- Coruscant Intelligencer

"CIARAN HAS PERSONALLY FUCKED EVERY DROID IN THE UPRISING"
-Shitty Rag Monthly

""The Neimoidians Are Ugly" Say Droid Rebels"
-Doctor's Orders, Issue #7650
I was mostly thinking about our other battle droids as a result of the fact that the Abyss Watchers don't wipe their droids, which is presumably where this came from in the first place.

Also given that this a droid trying to be a Sith I think your headlines are off topic.
 
I do admit that the rank-and-file droids (barring the fan-favorite Spider Droid Hive, natch) could use more bots like ED here.

But real talk, I love the style of this and I appreciate how you managed to get the Watcher's logo on the side. So, since this is a fanart thing, I'll give you the traditional 3 choices (sort of):

-Martial/Learning Stat boost for HK-47 (I figure ED would appreciate the bonus going to a good cause)
-Ability to ask 2 questions that I must answer truthfully
-Third cool idea that continues to elude me (insert idea here and I'll see if I can make it work)
Well, thanks... glad you like chuuni ED

I have this Idea that every droid has developed some quirky droid personalities since Abyss Watcher upgraded their droids and don't memory-wipe their droids. Plus, Abyss watcher lets every droid have some kind of freedom to have their own custom-paint job, so they can express their newfound personalities (They don't need paint marking for their IFF, right?).

You can mention this in some passing, no need to do it in a detailed description. I'm happy to add this tidbit in Abyss Watcher #droidslivesmatter
 
I posted this concept a while back, but now more advanced levels are coming out. Thoughts?


EDIT: Switched to the youtube-hosted version which is probably more reliable.
 
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I think I mentioned it before, but we should spin-off a small game development company IC to make this a thing. Maybe something similar to Laser Tag.
 
Amended the video to this youtube link, as some were having difficulty with it.

And...because I believe in providing more content with posts...

A saberstaff version!



And the classic guitar hero madness (first person perspective!):

 
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(Omake) Something Blue (Canon)
On a slightly more serious note:

Something Blue
I realized then that there was a playful smirk on Darra's face. "I was awake in the tent that morning."

My mind went back to that moment when I woke up. "You mean when you were pressed up against me?" I'd had my arms wrapped around her in that moment, my vision mostly blocked by her hair.

"It was the first time since I needed prosthetics that I felt safe. That moment there," she said, her mind seemingly back in that moment. "I could do with more of those moments. I'm curious, though. Why did you move me and start on breakfast?"

I had begun preparing answers for all the questions I thought she might ask. That…was not one of them.

"Um. I realized that I…I mean…" I started, blowing out a breath and closing my eyes. "I was in a state of mind that would not have been helpful or productive given the whole no-attachments rule thing."

Darra raised an eyebrow. "You weren't born a Jedi. You didn't grow up with that."

This was one of those questions I had been able to prepare myself for. "I'd been named a Jedi. That was enough for me. I wanted this."

Darra looked a little disappointed. "You're a great healer, your thoughts on a way forward for the Jedi have been insightful, and your skill with the Force is remarkable for someone who's only been consciously using it for a year or so. You are, however, a terrible spy," Darra said. "Master Rogan made you as a spy inside of about five minutes, but he wanted to give you enough fibercord to hang yourself if that was something you were inclined to do. You don't work for the Sith. You don't work for the Republic or the Confederacy, and you're not a Coruscant or Corellian Jedi. Who the kark do you work for?"

I have never been any good at anything but various shades of the truth. "I work for an independent intelligence agency working against the Sith. We've noticed Sith of considerable power on both sides of this war. There's a Sith involved with the Senate and one involved with the Confederacy, and they're in league. These are things you already know." All of these statements were true, but not sufficiently detailed to give away my allegiance.

I needed to change the subject, quickly. "One of the things I've been working on off-planet is trying to find a cloning facility that isn't Kamino, looking for someone to do some custom work. I'm not sure how familiar you are with the science of it, but the short version is simple. From a given DNA sample, a person can be grown. They tend to go mad if grown in less time than a year at a minimum and the usual time is three to five years. Throw in the whole business of the Force and there's a lot going on that makes full cloning extremely impractical. Considerably less impractical and much faster is cloning tissues. Get a sample of someone who's lost a hand, grow him a new hand, and graft it on. It's in about the same ethical space as cloned meat and would cover a lot of different opportunities that other cybernetics might not be able to. Still far more expensive than cybernetics, even this new kind I brought in, but it might be worthwhile in niche cases."

Darra stared at me. "You're avoiding the question."

I shrugged. "Does it matter who pays me if I've been free to act as I please ever since I set foot on Tython?"

Darra looked at me, half-afraid of what she was going to learn but knowing she needed to know. "Stop taking their money and you'll really be free."

"That…is one of the things I'm not free to do," I said, staring at the floor, unable to meet her eyes. "I know things, and if they lost track of me, they'd think I started giving away secrets. If I start spilling secrets, even just the ones that are mine to tell…well, a military tribunal could execute me for treason to the Republic. The galaxy would be at the mercy of the very Sith we both work against, as they would focus their influence against the biggest thing in their way: the Jedi. So please," I asked, "let me keep my secrets, and know that from the beginning I have wanted nothing but wholeness and health for you."

"You're…one of them, aren't you?" Darra asked, stricken. "The Abyss Watchers took away everything I cared about, and you're one of them?"

The surprised expression on my face was all she needed to put the pieces together as she ran out of her room in tears.

I slunk back to my ship, my own tears streaming down my face, everything I had been building turned to ruin.
 
Dammit, Barondoctor, just because I knew this was gonna happen doesn't mean I wanted to read it! It's too sad.
 
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