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Clones with scars specifically in the space between their armour plates. A vibro-knife cut on the elbow. A burn scar on the back of the knee. A shard of shrapnel in the hip.
Clones in awe at the beauty of the wider galaxy but lacking the vocabulary to describe it. āItāsā¦ itās beautiful. Itās likeā¦ beautiful. Just so beautiful. Itās pretty. Um. Itās beautiful.ā
Clones trying on civilian clothes and hating it because theyāre so used to the armour being heavy and stiff. Soft stuff almost makes them feel naked, like theyāre in their blacks.
Clones who chose to grow out their hair but have no idea how to look after it so itās a complete frizzy mess that HAS to be tied back lest it go everywhere.
Clones with intensely scathing internal dialogues who are always super polite and compliant because mentally disintegrating their authority figures was the only way they could stave off the urge to go completely off the rails on Kamino.
Clones who have never figured out how to verbalise feelings (worsened by working with Jedi who can justā¦ FEEL their feelings) making up their own terminologies. āI feel likeā¦ wet.ā āWhat?ā āOn the inside.ā āew.ā āNo! Ok listen, not like that.ā
Clones with lingering sun damage from the first time they took their helmets off on a desert world (nobody told them about sunscreen).
Clones having to learn what familial terms mean because what the kriff is an āauntā?
Newly deployed clones being really awkward in any conversation that isnāt related to war because theyāve never spoken casually with anyone that doesnāt share their exact life experience.
An extension to the previous: clones mirroring the energy of whoever theyāre talking to, to an unnerving extent, because theyāre trying to learn how to socialise.
Clones in phase 1 armour with rough skin in the spots where it rubs really bad (This is canon btw. Itās not enough theyāre at war, the Kaminoans also apparently canāt be arsed to tailor their gear)
Clones after the war being identifiable by the way they walk, because they still move like they have the armour on.
Ugh, Clones. I love them so much. Weird little tortured guys.
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So. You got into Star Wars. You want to write a fic. But what the kriff is a midichlorian? Where even is the Outer Rim? Do you need to read Bosskās entire Wookieepedia page before you can write that Din and Grogu fluff oneshot?*
Well, Iāve been where you are, pal. So I thought I might compile a few of the most common terms and whatnot to hopefully help you out.
Note: This is far from comprehensive, and if any veteran Star Wars fic-readers/writers spot a major mistake, let me know. And if you wish to add or expound, go ahead!
A Few Common Terms and Items
Some Common Expletives
Some nasty things to call people who have irked or wronged you
Weird Phrases
Configuration of the Galaxy
Hyperspace
Timeline Crash Course
Common Languages
Alien Species
1. A Few Common Terms and Itemsā¦
Refresher = bathroom/restroom/lavatory/toilet
E.g. āI need to use the refresherā = āI need to use the toilet.ā āIāll be in the refresherā = āIāll be in the bathroom.ā
Note: ātoiletā has been used in canon (thank you, Andor) but, in starships, theyāre more likely to call it a āvacc-tubeā or simply āvac/vaccā
Caf = coffee
Note: from what Iāve gathered over the years, ācafā is a bit of an umbrella term which includes artificial drinks with a resemblance to coffee, all the way to what is made from genuine space coffee beans.
Droid = robot, android; covers everything from space roombas to humanoid, talking robots
Blasters = pewpew guns
Slugthrowers = actual guns
Duracrete = concrete
Transparisteel = glass, usually the tougher, reinforced glass used in starship viewports
Flimsi = paper
Note: āpaperā has been used in canon so donāt sweat over this one too much.
Plastoid = plastic
Note: āPlastoidā is a bit of an umbrella term for plastic-like substances. Things like Tupperware containers to Stormtrooper armour are described as plastoid.
Datapad = an electronic device, like an iPad but usually not as versatile; limited storage, tends to hold just documents and files; some have extra capabilities like a laptop computer, some have hologram emitters
Note: no hard-and-fast on these devices. You can make them iPads if you want, but do keep in mind the 1970ās origin of the universe and the limited abilities of the futuristic tech will make a lot more sense
Speeder = hover car
Speederbike = hover motorcycle
HoloNet = internet, news network
Bacta = a cure-all medical substance, can come in liquid, gel, patches, tabletsāanything the situation requires. You can bob about in a tank of it, or lie in a pod; you can even ingest it. How fast it works, how much it healsāall up to the writerās discretion.
Midichlorians = micro-organisms found in blood. Have enough of them, youāll be Force-sensitive (able to use the Force). Youāll sometimes see this referred to as a personās āM-countā in universe.
3. Some nasty things to call people who have irked or wronged youā¦
Skank. Skud. Skug. Skughole. Sleemo. Bantha fodder. Nerf-herder. Womp-rat (note: can be used affectionately).
4. Weird Phrases
āIf that isnāt the quakta calling the stifling slimyā = āIf that isnāt the kettle calling the pot black.ā I.e. āLook whoās talking?ā āYou canāt talk; youāre just as bad.ā
āA real skank in the skud pieā = āthorn in the sideā āpebble in the shoeā āspanner in the worksā I.e. a problem in the plan; something that may not seem like a problem right now but will inevitably become one later.
5. Configuration of the Galaxy
Think of the Galaxy Far, Far Away (GFFA) as a big fried egg (no, seriously, this is most often how itās depicted). The yolk in the middle is the Deep Core and Core, the centre of the galaxy (and the worlds therein tend to act like it). Hereās where youāve got Coruscant (the big city planet, most shown in the Prequels, the Clone Wars cartoon, and Andor). The Core worlds tend to have the strongest political presence of the day (Republic, Empire, or New Republic, depending on where you are in the timeline).
Inner and Mid Rims are left a little more to themselves but still work closely with the Core.
The Outer Rim is basically supposed to be the wild frontier. Most worlds out here are either self-governing or ruled by some crime family or the other (most common one youāll hear of is the Hutts, who have a whole sector to themselves literally called Hutt Space). Some worlds have aligned themselves with the Republic or Empire, either by choice, through manipulation, or out of desperation. The Mandalorian Sector is in the Outer Rim.
Wild Space is the term for systems and worlds beyond the edge of the Outer Rim where no one really knows whatās on the other side; in contrast, the Unknown Regions are somewhat mapped but unexplored.
6. Hyperspace
Hyperspace travel time is largely left to the speed of plot (i.e. the trip takes as long as you want or need it to take for the story youāre telling). Travel between neighbouring planets can take just a handful of minutes; travel from the Core to, say, the Outer Rim should take a number of days but canon tends to make it just a few hours, sometimes even just minutes. What Iām saying is: no one should get on your case for having someone fly from Corellia (Core) to Tatooine (Outer Rim) in under an hour (if they do, they can take it up with Mr Lucas and that Coruscant to Mustafar trip which took like twenty minutes).
However, it is supposed to be that you can slash travel time if your destination lies along an established hyperspace route (basically a space highway).
Some notesā¦
Small ships (like single-man crafts) tend not to have hyperdrives (engines that enable you to travel through hyperspace)
You canāt track a ship while itās in hyperspace (unless you planted a super sophisticated tracker on it before it jumpedā¦ or youāre writing in the Sequels era where they can do anything they want now)
You can change course while in hyperspace but if youāre piggy-backing on someone else, you donāt want to just detach at random while in hyperspace. You could very well appear in the heart of a sun and you wonāt enjoy the experience.
You can call someone while in hyperspace and it never even buffersā¦ unless theyāre confessing their love at long last or revealing the name of your presumed dead parent
7. Timeline Crash Course
Oh boy. Okay. Not gonna get super into this, but some basics to get you on your feetā¦
Thereās BBY and ABY (much like our BCE and CE). BBY = Before the Battle of Yavin. ABY = After the Battle of Yavin.
32 BBY ā The Phantom Menace
22 BBY ā Attack of the Clones (start of the Clone Wars)
19 BBY ā Revenge of the Sith (fall of Old Republic, rise of the Empire)
0 ABY ā A New Hope (the Battle of Yavin is the one where Luke takes out the first Death Star)
4 ABY ā Return of the Jedi (fall of the Empire)
9 ABY ā The Mandalorian
8. Common Languages
Basic = the universal language
Huttese = a very common language, mostly spoken in the Outer Rim
Mandoāa = the Mandaloriansā language
Shyriiwook = the Wookieesā language
Binary = the droid language (all those beeps and boops)
9.Common Alien Species
Twiāleks
The aliens that look almost completely like humans but with head-tails and a whole rainbow range of skin colours.
Rodians
Even if you havenāt seen A New Hope, youāve probably heard of Greedo. Big, bug-like eyes, fish-like snouts, and diddly-bobs all over their heads. Can be a range of skin colours, but green is the most common.
Zabraks
Darth Maul. Basically humans with a bunch of horns all over their heads (and two hearts, but that practically never comes up).
Devaronians
Not to be confused with Zabraks, these guys look totally human but only have two big horns. Theyāre pretty toughāimmune to most poisons, alcohol, fire, you name it.
Weequays
Hondo Ohnaka. Basically human but with really leathery skin (which is immune to blasterfire. Neat.)
Gotals
A mix between a human and a goat. Iām not even kidding.
Ithorians
The hammerhead guys. They got two mouths, usually talk in warbles and use translator gizmos (but some can speak Basic).
A final wordā¦
Donāt worry. Seriously. You donāt have to have read and watched every shred of Star Wars material to begin writing a Star Wars fic. I dare say the majority of Star Wars fanfiction writers havenāt seen all of Star Wars. Itās an enormous franchise with material stacking up for nigh on half a century now!
Even if youāve just seen one episode of one show, if that story and those characters have captured you and inspired something, run with it. Write it! Enjoy it! And, if you wish, share itāsomeone out there will love it too! āŗļø
Sincerely, Autumn š
*no. no you do not need to read Bosskās entire Wookieepedia page before writing your Din and Grogu fluff oneshot.
So funny actually that Zeb is considered in canon to be attractive, and since he was Honor Guard captain, also sort of famous among lasat, but hangs out with a bunch of random Rebels doing manual labor, first response and charity work.
Imagine you're a Lasan native just getting their bearings in the Outer Rim. You start to feel faint and collapse only to experience the lasat equivalent of Chris Hemsworth bursting out of the woods to save you.
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theres no way you're leaving that in the tags. tell me more about the kaleeshi god whose tusks grow back through their eye sockets
This is Onja (The One/Singular). Obviously the black sheep of the kaleeshi pantheon, people tend to think of it as more of a ghost or cryptid but it is the only god of the One spiritual tenant.
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Onja spends most of it's time masquerading as a regular lone kaleesh in need of help & subsequently haunting people that don't help. Kaleesh who can overcome their trepidation & extend a kind or helping hand are said to find good fortune.
For example: if some asshole decided not to help an old woman get her wagon out of the mud bc he didn't want to get his feet wet he may find himself haunted by Onja. Being haunted by Onja means you will be the only one to start seeing it standing still in the middle distance (fig. 2), butt ass naked & staring at only you despite it's tusks growing back into its eye sockets.
Onja is the epitome of kaleeshi vulnerability: alone, disabled, undecorated, empty. So understandably seeing some fucked up naked guy everywhere is scary as hell. If you find yourself haunted by Onja you have to seek guidance from a priest. The guidance is community service, which is usually enough.
Onja is also kind of an advocate for the mentally ill, which is not an aspect that's talked about much. Onja might take a break from cursing assholes to comfort someone during a breakdown. Onja will then encourage that person's family & friends to check in on them, albeit in spooky Onja ways. Opening doors, misplacing items, walking into rooms & disappearing, & the tried & true "standing there menacingly". Its kind of like a poltergeist.
As you can imagine, most kaleeshi gods are decorated & mythical as fuck. So Onja's true form being just a sickly blinded naked guy elicits a deep fear in kaleesh. It is widely agreed upon that there is a hole in Onja's chest but no one can agree on what is in the hole. Is it empty? Is its heart in there? Sometimes the hole goes all the way through it. Some say if you are forced to look in the hole you might see yourself. Others say if you look in it you will straight up die. (I like the magic 8 ball so much I left it lol)
Despite Onja's maximum spookiness, its never been known to actually harm anyone directly.
Onja's only friend is the god Klaanjakaru, the god of the people. Klaanjakaru is the most popular kaleeshi god & their friendship with Onja, though often overlooked, is still considered sacred. A reminder that there is no many without first the one.
Grievous is truly terrifying here. If he had looked like this in the 2008 series, it would have only enhanced his charisma and pathos. I really want, or rather, hope, that we'll see him in such a stunning form again
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I was hesitant to write Maul because Iām not as autistic about him as I am with General Grievous but watching Shadow Lord gave me enough confidence that I would be comfortable winging it. I do want to write this fic but I also may never get around to it, so Iām doing a bullet point fic outline lol.
TL:DR: Pre-mecha kaleesh General Grievous finds half of Maul in the trash &, against his better judgement, takes him in. Maul is forced to recuperate on this guyās couch in his bustling family home.
Chapter 1: Grievous exposition. Finds a guy in the trash.
New management at the Banking Clan didnāt want their trash near their home. Sent Grievous, Director of Collections & Security, all the way out to junkyard planet Lotho Minor to disappear failed investments.
This planet sucks. Might as well do donuts in the hover skiff. Oh god, he accidentally breathed through his nose.
Almost throws up but also smells a very distinct smell that Iād probably describe for a few paragraphs
Follows the smell of someone actively dying b/c who the hell is throwing people away that arenāt dead yet. Thatās just unprofessional
Pokes around & finds Maul. Pokes Maul a couple times. Hmmā¦
This is none of his business.
Counterpoint: Anything can be his business if heās nosy enough
Might as well see if he can give this guy a ride somewhere, postmortem or otherwise
Goes to lift Maul w the trash stick & sees that yeah half of this guy is just gone. The rest of him doesnāt seem to be in the area
Plops him onto the hover skiff with a āAy brother, you alive?ā
The order in which Grievous observes:
Red goth zabrak
Scuffed up the front of his goth attire, indicating heād been alive & crawling
Still breathing currently
Clutching something cylindrical in his right hand
Gets back to where he parked his shuttle. Steals the hover skiff like itās a Walmart shopping cart.
Figures itād be polite to hose this guy down with whatever bacta he had in his meager first aid kit
Lifts tattered goth robe & instantly recognizes it as a lightsaber inflicted wound
Cauterization is failing, like it did in Grievous' brother who died in his arms like x amount of years ago via lightsaber slash to the guts
Probably a graphic description of Maulās wound before Grievous decides to see if this guy still wanted to live by unloading the bacta aerosol on pretty much his open abdominal cavity
Maul does in fact scream & thrash & blast Grievous back against the bulkhead
Grievous sits on the floor buffering for a hot second.
Goes to pick up what Maul dropped. Yeah thatās a lightsaber. Looks to have also been bisected by another lightsaber. He was hoping for like a wallet or something but no, all he had on him was the hilt.
Has been making offhand comments to Maul out of habit & now informs him that heās way more trouble than he needs right now.
Jumps into hyperspace mulling over how the Bank &/or their conglomerate friends might handle the gift of half of a Jedi.
Next chapter would be a pit stop at Mygeeto where Grievous sweet talks a medical droid into at least closing up the open hot pocket that is Maul & ultimately makes like, the worst decision possible if we're being honest.
Chapter 2: Mygeeto pit stop, med droid crimps Maul closed with a flat iron (jk), 2 lovable side characters & 1 deplorable one
Chapter 2: Mygeeto pit stop
This planet also sucks but not as much as junk world.
When Grievous had first started work with the IGBC, he had played bodyguard to a bespoke muun that had come to cut the ribbon at the groundbreaking of a new medical facility.
Whilst that muun was shmoozing with other rich guys, she had motioned to her bodyguard & talked him up as very adaptable. He was ordered to fix up the holdover medical droids while she drank wine.
In the spirit of networking, Grievous would stop by on occasion when heād been shot in the line of duty to get cleaned up before he went home
Now he had a much more complicated favor to ask. He uses the loading entrance & cuts a deal with the lurmen wrench jockey in charge. Lor Wyl Tee, Wilty for short.
The deal is the rest of Grievousā homemade lunch to mind his own business as usual
Grievous talks up this impressionable medical droid. 2-1B 1VHA, Iva for short (borrowed from one of my other fics lol)
Still, Iva is dismayed at the sight of half a guy. Grievous sells it as a test of her medbay. Maybe it will be able to compare with the rest of the facility when the update is complete.
Grievous is like, āHe might die anyway but can you at least ā¦close him up. You know, so everything doesnāt fall out.ā
Iva confidently says sheās up for the challenge.
While the droid gets to work Grievous considers what heās going to do with half of what he assumes is a jedi.
Heās pretty sure his boss & company would like to keep the Republic out of their business. Probably make him take the poor guy right back to Lotho Minor (put that thing back where it came from or so help me-)
ORā¦or he could take this guy home & cross-examine him should he ever regain consciousness. If he was a jedi, perhaps he had insight into the particulars of the Republicās fucking problem with his planet.
Grievous was desperate for any respite from the Republicās embargos on Kalee. Even though the IGBC had promised their aid in return for his work, he would continue to do literally anything he could about it
And if he died. Well, they would keep his bones in the temple should anyone come looking for him
Having settled on the worst decision anyone could possibly make (letting Maul into your house), Grievous played more than a few garbage rounds of sabbac with Wilty waiting on a prognosis.
āWhat happened to that guyā
āIndustrial accidentā
āOh. Yup, thatāll do it. I once seen a guy get sucked into a shuttle engine- not even one of the big ones- just like that. More pieces than your guy.ā
āā¦ā
Iva announces moderate success. Grievous saunters over for a debrief.
Good thing zabraks have 2 (two) hearts
Stabilized the position of his organs
Closed his abdominal cavity reasonably well, supplementing synthskin where needed. Its not quite a matching shade of red
Installed nervous stabilizing module to the new bottom of his spine in between 2 filtration modules
There was fancier waste filtration modules out there but all she had were these older models that needed emptying a few times a day, to which Grievous remarked, ābetter than being deadā
Iva tries to get Grievous to let him stay, because this isnāt so much an instant fix as it is a lifelong disability.
Grievous convinces Iva to give him the release care files & that heāll take care of him
He then waits until Iva & Wilty are not looking to reset Ivaās memory to before he showed up
When Iva blinks back on he asks her to look at one of his old blaster burns, to which she gladly complies
Grievous gets back in his shuttle & calls his supervisor: Jos Haines, muun bank lackey & wrangler of Grievousā jobs. Much less lovable than the other 2 characters & unfortunately recurring
Grievous lies to this guy with his infamous deadpan expression. Haines smiles in that strained customer service way bc he hates him.
Next chapter: Maul POV letās goooo. Oh no, heās alive.
Chapter 3: Maul regains consciousness & could take it or leave it, honestly
Maul remembers Kenobi. Indistinct jumbles of random garbage. Sith ancestry screaming at him in his head. His kyber crystal also screaming at him
It took everything he had to drag himself across sharp scrap to retrieve at least half of his saber
After that he seemed to fall into an endless void. At times it was mercifully silent & there was nothing but the pain.
This was punctuated with twisted, feverish visions mixed with warped memories to a soundtrack of anguish & admonishment. Not fun times
He had no sense of how long he languished there, just that eventually his consciousness began to make grabs at the surface.
Glimpses of light, warmth, respite, yes but there were also skulls that would loom & circle him. Hands on him. What seemed like countless wide metallic eyes watching & an incessant unintelligible yammering
Finally, he comes to with enough energy for it to mean something.
Blysāaan (round green kaleesh woman) is giving him a drink of water. Heās like ā???ā
Tries to get up. Gets denied by her big meaty claws
Asks where he is. Blysāaan impressed heās awake āfor realā says heās on Kalee. No idea where that is. Behind Muunilist, in wild space. Displeased, confused growl
Steels himself to look down but canāt quite contain the disappointed cry of shock at, yeah, his legs are gone.
āDonāt worry, dems not your bonesā as she slaps a cool wet cloth on his head, referring to some kind of harness heād been fitted into at the waist made from the pelvis of some animal (?).
After a while covering his face with his hands, he asks how he got there. āMy husband fount ya in de trash, honey.ā Another displeased groan.
āHe gonā have much question for you when he get home, ya trackā
Disregards her & begins trying to piece things back together. Takes a deep breath that stretches where heās been put back together. Winces.
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Surely, Master would be trying to recover him? He had slain his own Sith master just the year before. To make room. For HIM. The Grand Plan was in motion. It was his time.
At long last, it had been HIS TIME
Ruined. FAILED. WASTED by that PADAWAN KENOBI
Not wasted. He was still alive. Surely, he could still be of use to the Master. See the Plan through.
These stupid lifeforms had taken him straight to the other side of the entire galaxy. He needed to get backā¦perhaps the bankersā¦?
At some point Blysāaan came back over to interrupt his manic panic. āAy, child, got to flip you like steak on da grill to keep what left o ya good.ā
Scowl. āWhat.ā
āGonna get bed sores if ye donā rotate, nowā reaches to grab one of his shoulders. He deflects & is like āI can do it myself.ā
āOh, okay, go oan then if you so hard.ā
Tries & is immediately wracked with insane pain. Mission failed. Almost passes out
āTold you, tough guy. Is gonna hurt all ya meat movin āroundā She grabs him & flips him onto his stomach like a tortilla
He yells & almost throws up, which would not have helped.
āThere ya go, prickles, save yer strengt, now.ā She gives him a fresh cold rag & pats his stupid head
He does not notice, having shut his eyes to stop them from swimming. His previous scheming of just leaving here of his own accord had just been put into perspective. He decided to catch a nap in wait for the fool that brought him here.
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