PURGILL?!?

Echo was sitting in the cocpit, examining the space. Hunter seemed desperate, standing at the edge of madness. Echo understood him. He was also furious that Hemlock took Omega. Omega. His mind wouldn't stop. Bonde short hair, tan skin, brown to amber eyes, girl, twelve years old. Clone. Like him exept she was nothing like him. But if they won't find her...then she'll become similar to him. Wrecker seemed sad. He had those child-like eyes. Like Omega. Like Tech. No- He started crying. He couldn't stop. Tech isn't here. Neighter is Omega. Nor Crosshair. Fives isn't there! He was breathing too fastly. They aren't here. THEY AREN'T THERE! FIVES ISN'T THERE! CUTUP ISN'T THERE! HEVY ISN'T THERE! DROIDBAIT ISN'T THERE! DOMINO ISN'T HERE! HE IS- He couldn't breathe anymore. Everything was white. He distantly heard Hunter. He was shouting something he didn't quite understand. He was moved by a big arm and put on ground. Somebody layed beside him, taking his hand onto something warm.

Echo slowly calmed down. Hunter's steady breathing and somewhat calm heartbeat grounded him. "Where am I? Is Fives alright?" He was still confused. "We are on the Marauder, Fives isn't with us. You are safe." Echo was crying. This was Hunter. He was laying on cold ground of damaged ship they called home. But it felt empty. Everything was empty. World was colourless and cold. "Echo, we have to go to Pabu. We'll find Phee and she'll for sure help up." "Everything I touch falls like domino." The pain in his eyes screamed that he ment it. Hunter held his shoulders and forced him to sit up. "Well, I you are the Domino that didn't fall." Hunter tried. "Sometimes I wish I had." Hunter shook him after this. "We blasting need you, Echo, we need you! WE HAVE TO FIND OMEGA, GET UP!" Echo wished to stay on ground, but he didn't want to see Hunter getting him on his feet when his younger brother had broken ribs. He got up. "Last mission?" "Last mission."

What if this was Dogma or Slick?

Cutup sketchin Cutup sketchin

dark and broody

Ok, would you rather keep, shooting things from far away and being aloof OR being right.

If you choose one, you’ll loose the other one.

What other hobbies do you have, besides shooting things from far away and being aloof?

Being right.

A redraw of my favorite scene from The Outpost. As usual, I am blown away by every episode of The bad Batch. To see Crosshair not only be vulnerable but to turn a new leaf was captivating.

I just think that cats ……👉👈

Grumpy (he’s the most vocal one about food) (m)

Smoky (the wildest one) (m)

Narrow (completes the trio) (f)

Bridge (the aloof one) (m)

Gizmo (aka Mamma Cat)

Stormy (aka Devil’s spawn) (f)

Brindle (loves to be petted and is vocal about it) (f)

Noelle (secretly planning how to get rid of the others) (f)

Fun fact:

Noelle has been with me since I was little and I bet you can guess how she got her name.

Stormy, Gizmo and her kittens were newer additions.

Whenever Stormy runs it sounds like thunder, hence her name.

Before we fixed Brindle, she was the mother cat but, sadly, when her kittens grew up they were either killed or left home.

We have a black male cat that we never named and he doesn’t let any human near him enough to pet him.

Noelle is also fixed.

brothers (and Batcher)

Along time ago, in a galaxy far far away….

The Phantom Menace

Attack of the Clones

The Clone Wars

Revenge of the Sith

The Bad Batch

Jedi Fallen Order

Solo

Jedi Survivor

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Star Wars Rebels

Magic skiff ride ✨️