Killing Jedi With Mama

HELL YEAH

Hadestown Au anyone?

Woaah

From that moment he splits in two

One remained the same

While the other was more like a ruthless, cynical computer. It didn't even had a name. But it could see everything with the piercing clarity.

Still love this one so posted it here again 😌

Obi-Wan: is this really the most effective seating arrangement?

Cody: just drive, Jedi boy

Obi-Wan: Jedi boy?!?

Cody: Sorry. Jedi boy, sir

Obi-wan: …

okay but HEAR ME OUT...anidala meets wandavision au. somehow in the midst of the empire, anakin manages to establish some reality in which he’s anakin again and padmé is alive and they’re just a happy little family with the twins on some utopian planet. but the emperor finds out and is trying to get through to vader and so there’s a lot of conflict and random spurts of darkness and padmé is starting to kind of figure it out but then—but then obi-wan shows up in the reality and just...it hits the fan.

Totally responsible consumption of tea

YEAH I LIKE AI

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(I)ncredibly good artwork that deserves to be paid for and appreciated for the time they put into it

Yes.

The 212th colors are endlessly fascinating to me, because it's clearly orange, but the fact that Obi-Wan is likely aware of Mandalorian color symbolism and the idea that he chose it and chose to call it gold? Like? What happened?

Palpatine: Master Kenobi, why are you so insistent on this color?

Obi-Wan, sweating: It's gold, it stands for vengeance in Mandalorian culture.

Palpatine: It's orange, though?

Obi-Wan, hoping Jango Fett's ghost doesn't slit his throat in his sleep for this: Mandalorians see color differently.

Palpatine, known racist old white man: Ah, I see, carry on.

Obi-Wan, to his troops fifteen minutes later: Listen, idk your relationship with Mandalorian culture, but this color? Orange means freedom. By death or in life, you will take your freedom eventually.

The 212th, who just fucking met him: ????

Obi-Wan: But if anyone asks it's gold and means vengeance and Mandalorian humans don't see color the same as other humans because of their Taung ancestry or something like that. This is very important because I just lied to the Supreme Chancellor's face about it lmao

If I'm crying today, you are as well

Do you ever just go about your day, sip your little drink, open your little email, and then remember that Hardcase—our chaos ADHD king, our walking serotonin shot, our human thermal detonator—sacrificed himself with a grin and a quip so his brothers could escape? That he went out in a blaze of glory, piloting a stolen ship with literally no plan except “blow stuff up real good,” and the last thing he said was "live to fight another day boys, live to fight another day"???

Hardcase, who never stopped calling his brothers “sir” even when they told him to quit it. Hardcase, who probably never got promoted because he was “reckless.” Hardcase, who loved flying and loud noises and sunshine and probably didn’t understand why no one ever let him just have fun—and then he died for everyone else. Just. Like. That.

Do you ever remember Echo? Sweet, by-the-books, “regulations exist for a reason” Echo who lost everything and kept surviving anyway? Echo who got blown up during a rescue mission, turned into a cybernetic lab rat, hooked up to machines like a tool, stripped of his name, his agency, his brotherhood—and he still came back.

He came back and found out Fives was gone. He came back and the war was ending only to find out there was no end to begin with. He came back and nothing was the same, and he still kept going. That man has literally had half his body replaced with cyber-grade hardware and he's still more human than some Jedi.

Do you ever think about Fives? Fives who figured it out. Fives who knew about the chips. Fives who died saying the truth. He didn’t go down in glory. He wasn’t martyred. He bled out in a hangar, shaking and crying and trying to tell the people he trusted that everything was a lie. And NOBODY BELIEVED HIM. They said he lost his mind. THEY. SAID. HE LOST. HIS MIND.

Fives who just wanted to be loyal. Who just wanted to protect his brothers. Who died trying to save them all and didn’t live to see a single one freed.

Do you remember Jesse? That sweet, noble ARC trooper who wore the Republic symbol on his face like a badge of honor and who looked absolutely shattered when he turned on Ahsoka. He didn’t want to. You could see it. You could feel the war inside him. But the chip won. Because "good soldiers follow orders".

Do you remember Tup? That sweet, soft-spoken clone who glitched first. Who killed two jedi, because “Good soldiers follow orders,” like he was possessed. Because he was. Because the war broke him open before anyone was ready.

Do you ever remember Waxer and Boil? Waxer who kept an eye on a scared little Twi'lek girl Numa through a war zone. Waxer who died seeing his brothers were turning against each other because of Krell and his lies, and who apologized with his dying breath?

Do you remember that clones had names? Do you remember that they named themselves? That they forged their identities with paint and banter and nicknames and loyalty and found joy in being individuals even when everything about their existence was designed to erase that?

Do you remember that they aged twice as fast and weren’t supposed to live long enough to get tired?

That the GAR never intended to care for them after the war? That there was no post-war plan? That the Empire swept them aside for cheaper labor?

That Rex had to watch his brothers turn, die, disappear, and he STILL fought in the rebellion with a heart twice the size of Coruscant???

Do you ever think about how the clones were raised in pods, trained like blaster fodder, taught to say “Yes sir” and never think twice, and still found ways to be brave and kind and funny and GOOD???

DO YOU???

Anyway. I’m normal. Totally fine. Just sitting here naming my coffee cups after 501st troopers and crying into my caf. Would die for every single one of them. Even Dogma. ESPECIALLY Dogma. And Rex. And Fives. And Hardcase. And Echo. And Waxer. And-

Read this!!!!! It's important!!!

Actually yk what, let's make sure more ppl can understand the information:

Traducción al español del texto escrito por @the-final-sif :

Este es un claro ejemplo de por qué hay que tener cuidado ante casos de desinformación/ falta de información.

Tomate un tiempo para pensar y preguntarte, un proyecto como este requiere un montón de tiempo, dinero y recursos, ¿por qué los científicos le dedicarían ese tiempo a algo que puede hacer un árbol?

La respuesta es no lo harían. Eso significa que hay que investigar más a fondo la noticia.

El proyecto se llama LIQUID 3 (líquido tres), y no está diseñado para ciudades con espacios abiertos grandes, sino para ciudades como Belgrade en Serbia. Estás ciudades están densamente pobladas y altamente contaminadas, hasta el punto que la misma contaminación ahoga los árboles ya presentes y dificulta la creación de espacios verdes nuevos.

Liquid 3 esa respuesta de científicos de doctorado a este problema. El tanque de microalgas está diseñado para lugares en los que:

No existe el lugar para plantar árboles o

No hay tiempo para plantar y esperar que los árboles crezcan

El tanque es extremadamente eficiente cuando se toma en consideración el espacio que utiliza con la cantidad de CO2 (dióxido de carbono) que transforma en oxígeno. El tanque funciona durante el invierno. Y, lo más importante,se puede instalar rápidamente en lugares que necesitan un alivio de la polución del aire AHORA, no en 10 años cuando los árboles terminen de crecer. Los niños ahogándose en la polución no pueden esperar a que los árboles crezcan, necesitan una solución ya, y Liquid 3 la provee. Dependiendo la especie de microalgas que se usen, una gran cantidad ha demostrado ser capaz de extraer metales pesados del aire, una de las cosas con la que los árboles se ahogan.

Además, los tanques no son solo tanques. Tienen paneles solares encima, y proveen luz y zonas para cargar el celular, y funcionan como bancos públicos. Los diseñadores quieren promover los espacios verdes cuando existe el lugar, pero a falta de tiempo y lugar, Liquid 3 funciona como sustituto. Siendo realista, esto NO reemplaza los árboles. Reemplaza los bancos viejos y aburridos de metal con bancos nuevos más lindos que también purifican el aire (y que tienen algo calefacción durante el invierno).

No solo eso, sino que las microalgas que crecen allí son nativas de Serbia y tiene un montón de grandes usos y beneficios. Funcionan muy bien como fertilizante, compost, como tratamiento de agua residual, como un biocombustible más limpio, e incluso ayudan a crear nuevos tanques para purificar más el aire. Solo requiere una división de algas una vez al mes, y las algas producidas ahí pueden ser transportadas a dónde sea que se las necesite. Esto las hace una solución efectiva para áreas que no pueden sostener instalaciones complejas.

Así que si, hay muchos lugares que necesitan uno de estos. Mucha gente que en estos momentos respira aire de mala calidad preferiría que se reemplacen los bancos aburridos con bancos de alga divertidos y que encima limpian el aire y que pueden ser usados para ayudar a crear + sostener futuros espacios verdes en la ciudad. No sé ustedes, pero preferiría eso antes que bancos de metal cualquier día. Ponganlos en todas las paradas de bus y estaría encantads.

(trate de escribirlo en el español más neutro que pude)