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Been slowly adding tiny troopers to my army, and these are the 342nd boys (plus Krayt) who I have right now. From left to right: Patch, Krayt, Fuse, Jax, and Blazer. Gonna be getting Indy eventually, but he wonât be here for a while.
Iâll try to get pictures of the other boys I have tomorrow since I have the day off from work.
I got motivation a couple weeks ago to doodle my absolute tank, Sergeant Fuse. Heâs a Sergeant in the 342nd, and heâs built like a TANK. Good for carrying weapons, injured troopers, or Zipper (the runt of his squad) when the shiny gets tired from trying to keep up with his taller brothers on long missions. Fuse is pretty gruff, but heâs sweet in his own way. Heâs also the weapons expert, so he knows how to use basically any blaster he gets his hands on.
Nebula posts selfies of himself hanging out and goofing off with his men.
Jax posts dumb selfies, memes, and pictures and videos of his men goofing off and doing everyday things. He also starts drama with any influencer who bashes clones.
Blazer posts pictures of sunsets and stuff like that, but he also posts pictures and videos of explosions, and roasts Jax.
Indy literally only posts pictures of âhis kidsâ (Fuseâs squad) because this man is a DAD.
Fuse honestly doesnât post much. He he just shares Indyâs posts and ghosts everyone who tries to talk to him on there.
Patch usually posts nice pictures of nature, inspirational quotes and advice (legitimately helpful stuff, not cheesy things), and probably posts some first-aid advice because there cannot be too much of that for his non-medic brothers.
Dek and Ollie have a shared account thatâs literally all memes, prank and joke videos, and just completely random stuff they do.
Error doesnât have social media because he doesnât see the point.
Void canât use digital devices for long at all due to his light sensitivity, so he doesnât have social media.Â
Chance probably just posts memes and maybe the odd video of a group of his brothers singing.
Spectrum posts pictures of things heâs painted. He has quite the following.
Flak doesnât post much, usually just shares Spectrumâs posts, shares some of the twinsâ stuff, and logs off for a week straight.
Blue posts videos and pictures of everyday stuff like naps in the barracks, lunch in the mess hall, target practice, armor painting, etc.
Twitch doesnât have social media because it makes him anxious.
Zipper posts the most crackhead-type things. Videos and pictures of his squad being spazzy, blurry selfies, not-so-blurry selfies while making a silly face, etc. And he never uses a caption.Â
Impulse posts a lot of similar things to Zipper, but usually with captions like âmy brosâ âfeeling silly todayâÂ
Glitch (heâs kind-of-but-not-really my boy, since heâs a canon clone I decided to basically adopt when canon wasnât kind to him). Glitch posts the most obscure, off-the-wall things that make almost no sense at all, but at the same time make a lot of sense (think those âmath is red,â âFriday is orangeâ things).Â
Finally actually wrote something to go along with this art so I can post it! Iâm super proud of how this drawing came out, so I felt like I should write a little something to go along with it. Enjoy some Jax being chaos incarnate, and a little bit with the 342ndâs crazy little astromech with an attitude.
Jax followed Nebula into the prison, Blazer and R5 close behind him. Indy and Fuse climbed out of the hole they had cut into the wall after R5, then Nebula replaced the piece of wall to hide their exit. âGood luck,â he whispered to Nebula and his brothers.
âNo such thing as luck, Jax,â Nebula replied, grinning.
âBe careful,â Blazer said before he took off with the others, heading toward the prison hold.
Jax glanced down at R5. âAlright, buddy, letâs go cause some mayhem.â The astromech beeped happily in response as they hurried toward the transportâs central power.
Getting to the main power room was easy, but getting in and out would be the hard part. âRemember, no flamethrowers unless you donât have another choice. You almost melted my armor last time.â
âKark you, you were in the way!â R5 beeped angrily.
Jax shook his head. âGot the door unlocked?â R5 beeped in confirmation. Jax gave the droid a nod, then the door slid open. Grinning, Jax waltzed into the room, making the B1 droids spin to look. âGâday, metalheads! Or night, canât really tell which. Anywho, I have a job to do, and youâre in my way,â he said cheerily before opening fire on the droids.
Duck, dodge, fire, dodge, duck, fire, fire again.
The guard droids went down quickly, so Jax turned to look at R5 before placing some explosives on the console. âYou done yet?â
âShut up, Iâll get it when I get it!â The lights went out, triggering the alarm system as the lights flickered back on. âMain power is down!â
âGood, now letâs move!â Jax started to run out the door, but nearly collided with a squad of commando droids. Ugh. Things can never be easy, can they?
âOh, hello!â Jax said brightly before raising his pistols and blasting two droidsâ heads off. He spun, dodging the blaster fire that erupted. âR5, GO!â He shouted, blasting another droidâs head off. A metal fist slammed into Jaxâs visor, cracking it. Unable to see now, Jax quickly ripped his helmet off and threw it at a droid, not that it helped much.
A stray blaster bolt hit one of the explosives, so Jax shoved one pistol into its holster, kicked his way through the droids and dove out the door. He flipped head over heels on one hand as flames exploded out the door right behind him. More droids came running, he could hear them. Kark everything.
Back on his feet, Jax took off down the hall. The ship rocked with more explosions, triggered by the first one. He made it to the entry point and crashed into the shuttle.
âJax is back, GO!â
âJax!â Blazer was at his side in an instant, helping him sit up. âJax, are you hurt? Whereâs your helmet?â
âNo, Iâm alright. How many?â He looked up to locate whoever they had rescued.
âThree. Two from the 41st and one who wonât talk yet.â
Jax spotted the battered troopers, two of them huddled against each other and Indy, the third cradled in Fuseâs arms, although he was awake. âInjuries?â
âNothing life-threatening, thank the Force. Some burns, cuts, and a couple broken bones,â Blazer replied. âDid you set off those explosives, by the way?â
Jax snorted. âHardly. Commandos busted in on R5 and I, and a stray shot hit one of the explosives.â
Blazer blinked. âYouâre lucky you didnât get singed. Whereâs your helmet? You still havenât answered that.â
âVisor got shattered, so I used it as a weapon,â Jax stated.
âOf course you did,â Blazer huffed and rolled his eyes. âDiâkut.â
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Hereâs ARC Lieutenant Indyâs best friend Sergeant Fuse! He carries a rotary blaster and will rip your head off if you touch it without permission. Heâs pretty short tempered sometimes, but heâs not mean, heâs just quicker to get annoyed. Indy helps keep him from ripping peopleâs heads off when heâs in a bad mood. He really is a good guy, just a bit short tempered.Â