Ho boy bail, bailed us out!
Btw if we are looking at old designs how about
The Harrower-Class Dreadnaught this bad boy can be our main flagship for the fighter corps just make sure we do it like the trade feds with more shielding and some turbolasers but otherwise perfectly desgined fo what we are expecting to do with the fighters and question how mad would palpatine be if we did this ?
The Meeting
Chancellor Jar Jar Binks, after a whirlwind and unexpected rise to power, addressed his newly formed government with a mix of excitement and nervous energy. The roles were set, the positions filled, and now, it was time to bring stability and progress to the galaxy. Standing before them, Jar Jar's wide grin stretched from ear to ear, clearly still adjusting to the weight of his new responsibilities.
"Meesa say, thank yous all for bein' here today! Dis gonna be a bombad journey for all of weesa," he began, gesturing grandly as he spoke. "Weesa got da Vice Chancellor, Bail Organa, who's got da words dat melt hearts! He'sa gonna help keepin' da peace in da Senate, makin' friends and doin' all da fancy talkin' stuff." Jar Jar's enthusiasm was palpable, though Bail himself maintained a more composed and diplomatic air, offering a reassuring smile in return.
"Next up, weesa got A'dama Jensen, da Minister of Economics! Dis fella, he got da brainz for crunchin' numbers and makin' sure da credits flowin' nice and steady! Weesa need dat, or else all da systems gettin' super grumpy!" Jensen, ever stoic, simply nodded, his eyes scanning the room, already calculating the next steps needed to maintain stability.
Jar Jar continued, now with a slightly nervous glance towards the shadowed corner of the room, where Armand Isard, the new Minister of Intelligence, stood. "And dis here is Mister Isard! He's got da smarts for sneaky business, keepin' da Republic safe from all dem who wanna make trouble. But meesa know he'sa real good guy deep down!" Isard's lips twitched slightly, offering a tight, knowing smile. Jar Jar's attempt at winning him over with friendliness might be endearing, but the Gungan Chancellor couldn't be entirely sure of Isard's loyalties, especially given his ties to Palpatine.
Finally, Jar Jar turned to Wilhuff Tarkin, the newly appointed Minister of Fleets. He seemed slightly more hesitant, but pressed on with characteristic optimism. "And weesa got Tarkin, da tough guy who's got da fleets in tip-top shape! He'sa real smart with da battle stuff, makin' sure all da ships an' troops ready for any troublemakers out there! But weesa gotta remember to keep it nice and friendly too, okie-day?"
Tarkin, with his cold and calculated expression, offered a curt nod, his mind already churning with strategies and ideas to reform and strengthen the Republic's military might. He respected Jar Jar's energy, even if he found the Gungan's leadership style... unconventional.
Jar Jar beamed at his assembled ministers, his excitement barely contained. "Meesa know weesa all got our different ways, but together, weesa gonna do great things! Now, let'sa go out there and make da Republic proud!"
And so, the Government of Chancellor Binks was officially set into motion. Jar Jar's charm and enthusiasm may have won him a landslide victory, but he would soon find that leading a galaxy as diverse and tumultuous as the Republic would be a challenge far beyond his usual antics. The fate of the Republic now rested in the hands of an eclectic team—guided by a Chancellor whose heart was in the right place, but whose path forward was anything but certain.