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Demeaned and treated like an animal by everyone around him and the narrative itself. Given nothing but abuse and insults, but still trying to obey, to succeed in his duties. Finally snapping on his abusers, incapacitating both Dooku and Ventress.

Stumbling, broken, back to Dathomir and to Talzin, who shows him he has yet another brother. A second chance.

Saving his brother Maul, finding some measure of respect and even love (though not without cruelty) for the first time in his new life. Helping Maul to begin again. Trying to convince Maul that they could be as brothers again, that Maul could have a relationship that wasn't based on domination. Failing.

Following his brother anyway, without question, protecting him, going where Maul went, and killing who Maul needed killed. Being with Maul again must have been the first time he felt something normal, familiar since the nightbrother village.

Finally, fighting viciously against the man who had warped and broken his brother into the person Savage knew now, a person incapable of understanding clan and family even in the way Savage did - and falling under Sidious' lightsabers, his last words, regret for failing Maul.

Icarus getting comforted

George Lucas: ok make this bitch the SCARIEST mf you could ever imagine. The thing of nightmares. The thing that stares ominously at you on the edge of your bed when you're having sleep paralysis

Iain McCaig: *makes design*

George Lucas: ...

George Lucas: ok maybe tone it down a bit because this is a family movie do the SECOND scariest thing from your nightmares instead

Iain McCaig: *makes Darth Maul's design*

George Lucas: perfect. This is it. He looks horrifying. I'm sure everyone, kids and adults alike, will quiver with fear and disgust at this character desi--

The Fandom: p-pretyy...

like when you think about it nightbrothers are culturally fight with big emphasis on brute force and raw physical strength while mauls combat techniques are sharp, swift and somewhat elegant? does it also make him more feminine in their eyes?

No. Just NO.

If you close your eyes, wonderful things can happen...

Not because it’s dangerous, not because of crime, not even because of Darth Maul and his whole “I monologue instead of communicating” situation. No. It’s because I would be getting HIT from EVERY DIRECTION.

I’m bisexual. This is attacking me on ALL fronts. Like imagine clocking in. You just got your caf. You’re ready to have a normal, terrible day in a crime syndicate. Then you got-

A./ Zabrak men who are all 6’4+, covered in tattoos, built like they were personally handcrafted by the concept art team to ruin lives

B./ Mandalorian women in full armor just EXISTING like that, moving around like walking legends

C./ Mandalorian men ALSO in armor, because why not, let’s just make it worse

D./ Darth Maul HIMSELF, WALKING around like that is normal. Like excuse me?? Why is the most emotionally unstable man in the room ALSO serving face, posture, VOICE??? Pick a struggle. You cannot be terrifying AND hot. That is against several galactic laws.

Everyone is enormous. I'm like 5"2 at BEST. I am fighting for my life just to be SEEN.

The absolute AUDACITY of this environment to expect productivity. You want REPORTS??? In THESE CONDITIONS???

I just know I would try to contribute to a discussion and it would immediately go wrong. I’d be like “I think we should reconsider the logistics—” and then someone leans down slightly to hear me better and that’s it. I’m gone. Spirit left my body. I have nothing left to give this organization. Call me Alderaan cause nothing is left of my brain.

Also NO ONE in there is normal about ANYTHING. Everyone is either silent, brooding, armored, or delivering a speech like they’re in the final act of a tragedy. Like, pop off Shakespeare I guess???? I would be in the corner thinking about how I have not had a sweet treat in hours and I am being visually overwhelmed from every possible angle by beautiful people.

The Mandalorians girlies alone would be enough to end me. You’re telling me I have to coexist with women in full armor moving around like that, confident, terrifying, competent, and I’m supposed to maintain eye contact and coherent speech???? Be FOR REAL BESTIE-