§ 8. As from the direct light of the sun to the borrowed light of the moon, we pass from the immediate idea of perception, which stands by itself and is its own warrant, to reflection, to the abstract, discursive concepts of the reason, which obtain their whole content from knowledge of perception, and in relation to it.
As long as we continue simply to perceive, all is clear, firm, and certain. There are neither questions nor doubts nor errors; we desire to go no further, can go no further; we find rest in perceiving, and satisfaction in the present. Perception suffices for itself, and therefore what springs purely from it, and remains true to it, for example, a genuine work of art, can never be false, nor can it be discredited through the lapse of time, for it does not present an opinion but the thing itself. But with abstract knowledge, with reason, doubt and error appear in the theoretical, care and sorrow in the practical. In the idea of perception, illusion may at moments take the place of the real; but in the sphere of abstract thought, error may reign for a thousand years, impose its yoke upon whole nations, extend to the noblest impulses of humanity, and, by the help of its slaves and its dupes, may chain and fetter those whom it cannot deceive. It is the enemy against which the wisest men of all times have waged unequal war, and only what they have won from it has become the possession of mankind. Therefore it is well to draw attention to it at once, as we already tread the ground to which its province belongs. It has often been said that we ought to follow truth even although no utility can be seen in it, because it may have indirect utility which may appear when it is least expected; and I would add to this, that we ought to be just as anxious to discover and to root out all error even when no harm is anticipated from it, because its mischief may be very indirect, and may suddenly appear when we do not expect it, for all error has poison at its heart. If it is mind, if it is knowledge, that makes man the lord of creation, there can be no such thing as harmless error, still less venerable and holy error. And for the consolation of those who in any way and at any time may have devoted strength and life to the noble and hard battle against error, I cannot refrain from adding that, so long as truth is absent, error will have free play, as owls and bats in the night; but sooner would we expect to see the owls and the bats drive back the sun in the eastern heavens, than that any truth which has once been known and distinctly and fully expressed, can ever again be so utterly vanquished and overcome that the old error shall once more reign undisturbed over its wide kingdom. This is the power of truth; its conquest is slow and laborious, but if once the victory be gained it can never be wrested back again.
Besides the ideas we have as yet considered, which, according to their construction, could be referred to time, space, and matter, if we consider them with reference to the object, or to pure sensibility and understanding (i.e., knowledge of causality), if we consider them with reference to the subject, another faculty of knowledge has appeared in man alone of all earthly creatures, an entirely new consciousness, which, with very appropriate and significant exactness, is called reflection. For it is in fact derived from the knowledge of perception, and is a reflected appearance of it. But it has assumed a nature fundamentally different. The forms of perception do not affect it, and even the principle of sufficient reason which reigns over all objects has an entirely different aspect with regard to it. It is just this new, more highly endowed, consciousness, this abstract reflex of all that belongs to perception in that conception of the reason which has nothing to do with perception, that gives to man that thoughtfulness which distinguishes his consciousness so entirely from that of the lower animals, and through which his whole behaviour upon earth is so different from that of his irrational fellow-creatures. He far surpasses them in power and also in suffering. They live in the present alone, he lives also in the future and the past. They satisfy the needs of the moment, he provides by the most ingenious preparations for the future, yea for days that he shall never see. They are entirely dependent on the impression of the moment, on the effect of the perceptible motive; he is determined by abstract conceptions independent of the present. Therefore he follows predetermined plans, he acts from maxims, without reference to his surroundings or the accidental impression of the moment. Thus, for example, he can make with composure deliberate preparations for his own death, he can dissemble past finding out, and can carry his secret with him to the grave; lastly, he has an actual choice between several motives; for only in the abstract can such motives, present together in consciousness, afford the knowledge with regard to themselves, that the one excludes the other, and can thus measure themselves against each other with reference to their power over the will. The motive that overcomes, in that it decides the question at issue, is the deliberate determinant of the will, and is a sure indication of its character. The brute, on the other hand, is determined by the present impression; only the fear of present compulsion can constrain its desires, until at last this fear has become custom, and as such continues to determine it; this is called training. The brute feels and perceives; man, in addition to this, thinks and knows: both will. The brute expresses its feelings and dispositions by gestures and sounds; man communicates his thought to others, or, if he wishes, he conceals it, by means of speech. Speech is the first production, and also the necessary organ of his reason. Therefore in Greek and Italian,, speech and reason are expressed by the same word; Logos¬, il discorso. Vernunft is derived from vernehmen, which is not a synonym for the verb to hear, but signifies the consciousness of the meaning of thoughts communicated in words. It is by the help of language alone that reason accomplishes its most important achievements,—the united action of several individuals, the planned co-operation of many thousands, civilisation, the state; also science, the storing up of experience, the uniting of common properties in one concept, the communication of truth, the spread of error, thoughts and poems, dogmas and superstitions. The brute first knows death when it dies, but man draws consciously nearer to it every hour that he lives; and this makes life at times a questionable good even to him who has not recognised this character of constant annihilation in the whole of life. Principally on this account man has philosophies and religions, though it is uncertain whether the qualities we admire most in his conduct, voluntary rectitude and nobility of feeling, were ever the fruit of either of them. As results which certainly belong only to them, and as productions of reason in this sphere, we may refer to the marvellous and monstrous opinions of philosophers of various schools, and the extraordinary and sometimes cruel customs of the priests of different religions. It is the universal opinion of all times and of all nations that these manifold and far-reaching achievements spring from a common principle, from that peculiar intellectual power which belongs distinctively to man and which has been called reason. Besides this, no one finds any difficulty in recognising the manifestations of this faculty, and in saying what is rational and what is irrational, where reason appears as distinguished from the other faculties and qualities of man, or lastly, in pointing out what, on account of the want of reason, we must never expect even from the most The philosophers of all ages may be said to be on the whole at one about this general knowledge of reason, and they have also given prominence to several very important manifestations of it; such as, the control of the emotions and passions, the capacity for drawing conclusions and formulating general principles, even such as are true prior to all experience, and so forth. Still all their explanations of the peculiar nature of reason are wavering, not clearly defined, discursive, without unity and concentration; now laying stress on one manifestation, now on another, and therefore often at variance with each other. Besides this, many start from the opposition between reason and revelation, a distinction which is unknown to philosophy, and which only increases confusion. It is very remarkable that up till now no philosopher has referred these manifold expressions of reason to one simple function which would be recognised in them all, from which they would all be explained, and which would therefore constitute the real inner nature of reason. It is true that the excellent Locke in the “Essay on the Human Understanding”, very rightly refers to general concepts as the characteristic which distinguishes man from the brutes, and Leibnitz quotes this with full approval in the “Nouveaux Essais sur l'Entendement Humaine” But when Locke comes to the special explanation of reason he entirely loses sight of this simple, primary characteristic, and he also falls into a wavering, undetermined, incomplete account of mangled and derivative manifestations of it. Leibnitz also, in the corresponding part of his work, behaves in a similar manner, only with more confusion and indistinctness. In the Appendix, I have I have fully considered how Kant confused and falsified the conception of the nature of reason. But whoever will take the trouble to go through in this reference the mass of philosophical writing which has appeared since Kant, will find out, that just as the faults of princes must be expiated by whole nations, the errors of great minds extend their influence over whole generations, and even over centuries; they grow and propagate themselves, and finally degenerate into monstrosities. All this arises from the fact that, as Berkeley says, “Few men think; yet all will have opinions.” The understanding has only one function—immediate knowledge of the relation of cause and effect. Yet the perception of the real world, and all common sense, sagacity, and inventiveness, however multifarious their applications may be, are quite clearly seen to be nothing more than manifestations of that one function. So also the reason has one function; and from it all the manifestations of reason we have mentioned, which distinguish the life of man from that of the brutes, may easily be explained. The application or the non-application of this function is all that is meant by what men have everywhere and always called rational and irrational.

Cloak of Visibility

Wondrous item, very rare (requires attunement)
This patchwork cloak of garishly mismatched fabrics is surprisingly comfortable once you put it on - or perhaps you're just relieved you don't have to look at it any more.
While wearing this cloak, you can pull its hood over your head to cause yourself to become unusually visible. For as long as the hood is up, any magical invisibility affecting you or items you are carrying is negated, you automatically fail all checks related to visual concealment, and any creature that sees you has its passive perception reduced by 5 for as long as you remain in view. Lowering the hood ends these effects. Pulling the hood up or down requires an action.

Law as a career option gives a plethora of avenues for college kids to discover and overcome. Traditionally law students have been predicted to practice litigation after completing graduation. However, with time the career opportunities in law have elevated, which has influenced children to pick law as a profession alternative in India. For each person who's talented in communique and has first-rate analytical and logical abilities – the criminal sphere is the location to be. To make it less difficult for law graduates in finding out which profession path to take, we will discuss the nice career options in regulation. Now you decided to Creak CLAT - Join Top CLAT Coaching in Patna.
Career Options After Law
Litigation
Litigation includes the manner of representing customers in courtroom. They manage a mess of subjects ranging from civil, criminal, and commercial instances. But earlier than you could exercise at the court, you should first meet certain prerequisites. The necessities are – an LL.B. Degree, the ‘Certificate of Practice’ obtained after performing within the All India Bar Exam, and membership in the Bar Council of the country wherein you wish to exercise. This manner will make you an “suggest”! However, on the start of their careers, litigators have to analyze under the senior legal professionals. Thus, their profits at the studying stage isn't always very beneficial and might range from Rs 15 – 20,000 per month, but it'd upward push with the extent of revel in.
Law Firm
A law company is another manner to go into the sector of litigation. A law firm is a partnership firm that hires prison professionals to symbolize customers. A regulation firm would possibly either specialise in one vicinity of exercise or exercise in specific fields.
Nowadays, law undergraduates intern under one regulation company over a period of internship breaks, with the regulation enterprise finally providing them pre-placement offers (PPO). This is a win-win situation for both parties due to the fact the law company hires someone who's properly acquainted with the company’s operations and expectancies, and the graduate receives the pre-placement provide. The law graduates can either undertake legal research, drafting, and paperwork in a regulation office or represent a customer in court.
Corporate Lawyer
Every business employer or law firm engages in daily operations wherein felony intricacies are concerned. Be it the formula of a agreement, or advice on the prison implications of any activity, the recommendation of a criminal professional is always required.
Working in a company workplace entails developing contracts, negotiations, advising on subjects relating to mergers and acquisitions, insolvency, ensuring corporate compliances, and so on.
One have to look for a vacancy in a enterprise’s prison department after which observe for this reason. This is normally carried out with the aid of going to the legit internet site of a business enterprise and emailing the application documents to the company’s HR Manager.
Journalism
Journalism is one extra profession choice for regulation graduates, as prison school allows you develop your communication, writing, and research abilities. These capabilities are critical within the global of journalism. Furthermore, you'll constantly have a bonus in reporting regulation-associated subjects.
Lawyers making plans to make a career in Journalism and media will have a bonus over others as a lawyer possesses all of the distinguishing characteristics of a skilled journalist. From extraordinary verbal exchange to argumentative capabilities to crucial thinking, a lawyer has all of it.
Lawyers can also be professionals in politics and crime journalism as they've a amazing expertise of the Indian Constitution and the Indian Penal Code.
Judge Advocate General (JAG) Officer
The Indian Army’s JAG officer is the Major who serves as the army’s prison and judicial leader. A JAG officer helps the presiding officers of the courtroom-martial in decoding and applying army legislation or regulations.
The necessities for the JAG officer submit are as follows:
Indian nationality
Minimum 55% in LL.B.
Age among 21-27 years
Eligible for the registration in Bar Council of India or State Bar Council
Applicants need to use on-line if there is a name for a recruitment manner. Then the applicants could be shortlisted, who will need to undergo two mental aptitude tests (interviews) and a medical fitness test conducted on the specific check centers all across India.
Conclusion
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CCW - concealed carry weapon *not an American

No, I'm not talking in terms of anime, but the STORY as a whole is just better in the 2001 anime ; or, at least, the execution is which is what really matters in the end.
(The osorezan arc is good, the end too, but those are the only things)
Once the manga reaches the second round of the shaman fight, the story devolves into a meaningless... I don't even know how to describe it frankly. It's a collection of non-tournament fights over and over whose only purpose, beyond powering our heroes, is to preach mddle school-tier morals. Holy fuck do they talk to say nothing. Do they keep fighting until any semblance of danger Hao's group inspired disappear. Do they keep dying until death itself doesn't carry any weight. So, yes, ofc the ending is good but 50% of the manga is just so bland. Let's compare some things from the old anime, to the manga that will showcase what I mean by "execution" The X-lays and Lyserg In 2001 Lyserg, consumed by rage, becomes a jerk and joins a literal cult. The X-laws finally try to defeat Hao with the gate of Babylon and get BTFO... then Meene, Kevin and Venstar try their last desperate attempt to kill Hao with the oxygen-consuming grenade... it fails and their story arc finally ends with Lyserg reuniting with Morphine and gathering the power of all the X-laws into an all-powerful angel oversoul. In the end, the x-laws were a threat, went out with a bang, and made Lyserg grow as a person while showing how a vulnerable person can easily be led astray by cults. In the manga? It starts out the same theeeeen.... they do nothing except staying on their boat ; they try to get rid of Yoh by making him forfeit (instead of killing him to highlight how crusaders-like they really are), and it pitiful concludes by saying the x-laws were fake from the beggining, that they don't really have angels? Ok? Why does it matter except preaching again (more on that latter)? Lyserg too, stays the same, never faces the darkness of his rage and just casually realizes that revenge is wrong.
Speaking of execution, again, having the shaman fight takes place in a secret subterranean realm where the great spirit lies after journeying for 3 months across the american desert is also better than a random island south of Japan, full of ruined houses and mediocre sceneries. I don't know what Takei was thinking about. The 2001 location adds to the "mystique" of shaman king.
So yeah, as a whole, I think Takei is an ambitious author without the talent to back it up. He tries to be like Togashi and his HunterXHunter with nuanced morals, a complex power system and a plot that doesn't follow regular shônen tropes but can't execute it. Instead of the creative abilities of Nen we then get a collection of "Your furyoku isn't high enough to beat me!!" over and over. He sometimes tries to take advantage of how oversoul are made, their medium, but he quickly goes back to DBZ-tier powerlevels hijinks. And instead of showcasing his morals through ACTIONS, he preaches. The worst thing, again, is the X-laws. Wow, Takei, so you want to tell me that (monotheist) religion can turn people into fanatics and is build on lies. How about you do that like the 2001 anime did by effectively showing how a boy can fall down into a literal cult instead of having Lukist TALK about it? What truly exposed Takei's pretentiousness is Yoh's comment about how "God" is fake just like the angels were.... EXCUSE ME??? There IS a GOD in the shaman king universe, it's the GREAT SPIRIT. I thought it was agreed upon that all religions in that universe had a kenel of truth. Jesus being the "son of God" is because he got the Great spirit, right? Damn, so you just wanted to do the "hey, christianity bad" thingie like all those 90s JRPGs, didn't you Takei? Again, poor execution.
I'm sorry for wasting so much time on the X-laws, but people keep saying how Shaman king isn't about fights, it's about the *philosophy*, but the philosophy is nothing that a middleschooler couldn't come up with, at least in its execution. Despite this, I love Shaman king, I love the characters too so I enjoyed reading the manga and even watching the 2021 anime, but the reason it's so beloved worldwide, let's be real is because the anime adaptation managed to keep the feeling and the mystique of the first 15 volumes until the 64th episode. That's what hooked the majority of people in. Now sure, the 2001 anime doesn't have a great story either, and it's full of useless fillers too (all those invented shaman teams), but at least the charms persists (on top of having a great OST in the OG version). The manga can't do that except for small arcs (Osorezan and the end)
Let's end of a good note, the final scene of the x-laws arc in 2001 : https://www.dailymotion.com/video/xssj4r (at 5mins for the best part)

I drive on the weekends and do the late night pickups until 3-4a in north/central NJ….I usually try to stay out of dangerous neighborhoods but occasionally get caught dropping someone off in a sketchy spot (no upfront info…I don’t know where I’m going until the pax is in my back seat). From what I always understood, it’s not possible to legally carry a firearm in NJ, but a little birdie on Reddit told me (so it must be true) that they changed the law and it’s 100% legal now in NJ.
Whether it is or isn’t legal…does anyone else carry protection while on the job? I’m almost considering keeping one holstered underneath my seat, which may or may not be a good idea depending on who you talk to.

Brother in law comes down from another continent for some rituals on his wife’s death anniversary for a week, stays at my place which is also his mothers house(she passed) my husband is abroad. He buys random stuff leaves some of his shopping behind, carries excess baggage to the airport thinking he will be allowed to board without paying for it. Anyway he doesn’t want to shell out the extra cash and leaves stuff at the airport with security and gets on to a plane, leaving instructions for me to pick it up from the lost and found. So he’s on a flight and I go to the airport am sent to various departments for three hours. Finally find the stuff at the departure gate, get it all home. I’m ready to punch someone by this time. I schedule a pick up for the things to be delivered to his mother in law who is in town. Now i have one pan which is left behind and which I want to send to the mil and my brother in law says she’s old and can’t carry it. This is the first time I’ve done something like this and I’m really not sure what I should do.

Why the hell is he in the hood making drill when he's a private school kid with a rich dad? Who is listening to his music? He's also bffs with DD Osama now so they can make mediocre music together, hooray! Has anybody seen him irl or know him? He's literally every white casually racist suburban teenager obsessed with gang culture if they got famous and it's insane he hasn't been called out or jumped while out in the hood or something. Also, how and why is he allowed to conceal carry as a minor, dude is such a peculiar kid.

As the months raged by on Kamino, Vader received word that another clone had survived. When Vader returned to the cell of the newest clone, he repeated the similar script he gave to the other clones that had failed him.
Vader: You survived.
Starkiller38: How much time has passed?
Vader: 13 days in Isolation. Impressive.
Starkiller38: The Force gives me all I need.
Vader: From what source?
Starkiller38: The Dark side, my master.
Vader then began to raise the platform restraining the clone out of the cell and he handed him two lightsabers that were similar to the ones the successful clone carried.
Vader: Starkiller's Jedi mentor has been captured.
Starkiller38: General Rahm Kota?
Vader: Yes. When your training is complete, you will go to Cato Neimoidia and execute him.
When the clone hears it, he begins to recoil from a memory aching in his head about when the original Starkiller dueled him above Nar Shaddaa. When the flash ended, Vader took notice.
Vader: You are still haunted by visions?
Starkiller38: Yes, Master. I… sometimes smell a forest on fire, I see the General falling, I feel the ground shake as a starship crashes around me,... and I hear… a woman's voice when I try to sleep.
Vader: They ate memories of a dead man. A side effect of the cloning process and the memory flashes used to train you. They. Will. Fade.
Starkiller38: And if they don't?
Vader: Then you will be of no use to me. Starkiller's emotions made him weak. You must destroy what he created, and you must learn to hate what he loved.
As Vader explained this to him, training droids similar to Proxy appeared taking the forms of Rebel soldiers and Juno Eclipse. His shackles were removed by the Force and the clone activated his two crimson blades. As he had tuned his powers and saber techniques, Vader was impressed, but only knew it would be a true success if the Juno projection was killed.
When the training droid that projected the image of Juno spoke, the clone hesitated and started to give into his memories.
Vader: Strike her down!
Starkiller38: I… can't!
Vader: You WILL! You were created to do. MY. Bidding!
After trying to absorb Vader's orders to strike down the image of Juno, his memories won out and he deactivated the blades and holstered them to his robes.
Vader was disappointed in this clone and began to strike down the image himself. The clone was about to check on it when the visage disappeared.
Vader: Then… it is as I feared.
Starkiller38: Why is this happening to me?!
Vader: The accelerated cloning process is still… imperfect. Your predecessors had succumbed to madness within months. I had high hopes that you would be the first success, but now you must suffer the same fate, like the rest.
Starkiller38: What will you do with me?
As Vader's saber activated, a memory flash had gone off in the clone's head, just as Vader had hoped for. Vader then slowly moved to execute the clone, he was forced to block a surprise torrent of Force lightning before he saw the clone escape the facility with sabers in tow, ready to rampage his way off of Kamino.
This turn of events, for Vader, had been going as he had planned. He then put together a double bounty for the escaped clone and Juno Eclipse. The quickest response to those bounties was from the bounty hunter that Vader, although refusing to admit to himself, has considered his favorite; Boba Fett.
Boba: From the looks of this, he has a very healthy head start.
Vader: Find the woman and bring her to me. That clone will follow.
Boba: I'm gonna need a squadron or two of stormtroopers. They won't be coming back alive.
Vader: The Empire will provide whatever you believe is required.
Vader then reveals what he had done with the failed clones of Starkiller to the bounty hunter. Most have been subject to unimaginable pain until the only ability they have is short range teleportation, small burst stun lightning, and cloaking. These are equipped with wrist blasters, metallic claws embedded into their skin, and a breathing mechanism embedded in their lungs. Other failed clones were hidden among the gold-armored saber guards who were able to block the clone's force abilities. The closest successes were made into unarmed combatants that are proficient with the Force to reinforce Imperial rule on former Separatist worlds. Even fewer have only their brains preserved and used for large droid bodies that looked as if it was a droideka with a gorilla-like body. One brain that Vader had in particular which was a failed experiment of merging two types of DNA was moved to a large Mantis like droid capable of handling larger threats such as walkers, turbolaser emplacements, and even groups of Jedi. What he did with the remainder of the clone corpse parts he used for smaller and more numerous spider-like droids.
Boba Fett saw these machinations and secretly turned pale. While the bounty hunter composed himself, he accepted the use of these types of troops.
When the clone took down a couple of AT-STs with ease, he made his way to Vader's starfighter with Vader on his heels. As the Dark Lord saw his fighter take off, he knew that he was going to save Kota. He then orders the successful clone to Mustafar until ordered back. When X1 arrived in the shuttle, the two boarded and X1 gave him a few lessons on commanding a ship. This destroyer that X1 has been rewarded with was known as the Avarice.
After two years of fighting in a gladiatorial arena on Cato Neimoidia, Kota still maintains his will and taunts the Imperial at the head of Cato Neimoidia's arena. This baron ordered his Neimoidian aides to send another beast to execute the captured Jedi. Seconds later, the baron hears that Vader's TIE was coming in for a landing.
Baron: Secure the landing platform and have the Acolytes ready for any threat that comes our way!
When the bridge extended to the floating landing platform the Baron walked between the ivory formations of troopers with his best posture and eagerness to impress the dark lord. When he saw another being in his place wearing a TIE pilot uniform, he then began to draw his personal blaster, concealing it behind his back, while maintaining his look of confusion and inquisitiveness.
Baron: I… was expecting Lord Vader.
Starkiller38: The Jedi; Where is he?
Baron: No need to worry. He is alive… for the moment.
He then suspected that this individual was going to rescue his most entertaining combatant in his arena, and that was not going to happen on his watch.
Baron: What are the security codes in this sector?
The clone knew that he had no knowledge of the codes and stood ready to activate his blades. After the Baron pressed the clone for the security codes again, he drew his blaster, followed by the Stormtrooper escorts and the clone activated his crimson sabers. As blasters rang out, shots were deflected and troopers were cut down. In the firefight, the Baron had alerted Imperial troops all over the city that another force user was invading and attempting to rescue the Jedi. As the clone fought his way through the city, the Baron had an idea about replacing Kota with him.
Baron: This city lives for the sport of gladiatorial combat. General Rahm Kota is the finest combatant we have had yet. His two-year winning streak has become a fan favorite story, but also a source of dried up profits of gamblers. In my opinion, I see more potential in you as a combatant. If you fight and kill him in the arena, I will forgive your destructive warpath throughout my city.
After fighting many Imperial forces, Sith acolytes, and even taking down walkers and a couple Imperial Gunships, he made his way to the arena, and saw the familiar, yet tattered, Jedi that stood exhausted.
The baron saw the clone enter the arena from the view of his box and hoped that the clone would see reason, but as the clone stood at his side, his anger began to surface. He ordered his aides to send out his most fearsome combatant yet; the Gorog.
Back in the arena, Kota felt as though his body was screaming to relax, but when he heard a familiar voice, those mental screams began to quiet.
Kota: By the Force, I knew you were alive.
Starkiller38: I just hope that I stay that way.
As the arena doors opened, a rancor emerged and the clone thought that it was gonna be an easy fight, and only activated one of his blades. All of that changed when a hand about the same size as the rancor, dragged the creature back into the depths of the arena. The sense of ease quickly faded from the clone as he activated his second blade. Starkiller got his comlink on and began to assess the very large and monstrous threat.
Kota: Please tell me you kept the same comm channel.
Starkiller38: Loud and clear, Kota.
Kota: About time, I didn't know if I could take any more.
Starkiller38: Speaking of time and being out of it, what is this damn thing?
Kota: All I know is that it's huge.
Starkiller: I can definitely see that, but what the hell can I do?!
Kota: I'm not sure on that front.
As the clone dodges every single massive strike from the massive gorilla like beast, he then attacks the restraints and forces them to move into place. Every time he did this, the arena rocked with every smash making the excitement of the spectators blend with concern with every blow the giant delivered. After stabbing his sabers into the head of the massive beast, the restraints began to fail against the Gorog's rage. With the evacuation of the arena underway, Starkiller had no choice but to jump to the highest points in the arena due to the Gorog breaking free and destroying the structure.
Kota: Since those restraints are destroyed, we need to take that beast out of commission!
Starkiller38: Isn't this perceptive? How?!
Kota: Since this place is a hanging city, see what you can do about the supports.
Starkiller38: Blast that, the whole structure will come down!
Kota: You got any ideas?
Starkiller38: Not so much, no.
Kota: I'm going after the Baron if you need anything else.
As the Imperials tried to restrain or kill the gorog, they also had to contend with the clone slashing them apart while the gorog destroyed the supports to the city.
As the Gorog destroyed the last auxiliary support, the clone joined Kota in taking down the Imperial Moff, but the Gorog grabbed the Baron like a toy signaling to the two Force users that they had to get out of there now. As they jump out the window Kota hits a remote as they fall and the Rogue Shadow flies below them to catch the two Jedi. As he did so, Starkiller then threw his sabers to cut down the last support of the arena, sending the structure, and the massive gorog plummeting to the planet sized abyss below with the metal, transparisteel, wiring, and electrical systems stabbing into the thick flesh of the beast. When the Rogue Shadow left Cato Neimoidia, the pair began to calm down from the adrenaline rush they had as the pair brought down an entire structure in a city with no explosives, ships, or massive Force feats.
When the ISD Avarice was ordered to jump to Dantooine, the dark clone and commander meet up with X1's second in command as they covertly deploy the terror troops within the rebel forces heading to the fleet soon to arrive. Many troops have snuck aboard the rebel vessels that stopped for refueling. When Crosshair finished overseeing the infiltration, he regrouped with his Commander. As the shuttle reboarded the Avarice, Vader's plan was set in motion.
On Coruscant, the chaos is absent, but the politicians who have become sycophants to the Emperor all held verbal and documented daggers behind their backs. One of these politicians who had continuously fought for the rights of Clones was Senator Riyo Chuchi of Pantora. With her was her protégé, Omega. When Clones were almost completely phased out, the select few who remained were part of the 501st Legion, part of the Royal Guard, or served as bodies needed for the Dark Trooper project. When the attack on Kamino was brought before the Senate, Rampart had disclosed the mission that the holorecording had showed the vast hall of hovering pods. As Senator Chuchi displayed the information, she cast blame for the loss of Imperial Resources on Rampart's personal agenda.
Chuchi: Tipoca City was destroyed on your orders, Admiral! This recording was from your Venator!
Rampart: This recording shows the after effects of the battle that was won and we had to make sure that the Kaminoans never rebelled again. The Kaminoans had promised us that they would refrain from cloning a military to rival the Empire, but they have done so by taking DNA as part of their "medical treatment." Here is the evidence from one of my trooper's helmets of the supposedly cordoned off facilities.
Rampart then displayed Crosshair's view of the active cloning chambers. When a trooper sat in the pod, it was one of the clone of a trooper who died on Naboo.
Rampart: I also have with me one result of the Kaminoans' treachery. This trooper if you look upon their face has a distinct set of markings under their right eye. These are not medical scars or medical wrappings. The real Imperial trooper has died while being treated and this was the result to appease us.
The trooper rose up and revealed his face, showong the markings of the kaminoan cloning of Imperial conscripts.
Chuchi: An entire city was destroyed on your orders, Rampart! If it is wiped from the galactic maps, that would be cause for your court martial and charged with genocide!
Just as the words exit the Pantoran's lips, the central podium rose from the floor to reveal the Grand Vizier, Mas Amedda, and the Emperor himself. The Senate gradually fell quiet and Palpatine began to speak.
Palpatine: In light of the allegations made by both parties, the loss of Imperial resources will take years to replenish. The destruction of Tipoca City as depicted in the evidence provided by the Senator from Pantora, is ruled as a battle, not a slaughter of innocents. The insurrection has been dealt with, but the response to such an insurrection was unjustified destruction ordered by a rogue Imperial Agent serving his own agenda instead of the Empire. As for the evidence in the cloned conscripts, there is another dilemma present for you, Senator Chuchi. Since you are an advocate for the rights of clones, are those created to replace the dead conscripts included with the veterans of the Clone Wars, as well, or is your advocacy only through words alone?
Chuchi: This is the first time I have been made aware of any clones outside of the last war, My Emperor. Nevertheless, whether the clone is a recruit, or a veteran, I will be their voice in the Imperial Senate.
Emperor: I admire your dedication, Senator, but a new challenge has approached you. I hereby rule that any conscript who is discovered as a Kaminoan clone will no longer be able to serve in the Imperial military. If they do not seek other forms of employment outside of our military complex within 30 days, they will be culled.
Many Senators had cheered for the ruling from the Emperor, and others were silent on the matter so as to not lose their seats. Chuchi realized she had lots of work ahead of her. Omega offered to assist her and the pair began to work on the employment forms. Rampart had been arrested by the Coruscant Guard and sent to a military Tribunal due to his actions. After a few days of hard work, the tired and stressed out senator decided to head to 79's; the bar designated for clones when they were relieved of their posts for the night, or even throughout their long campaigns away from base. When the clones saw her, they knew to make sure she was served right away.
Back with the Rogue Shadow, the Starkiller clone had just picked up Kota from Malastare and was about to jump to hyperspace towards Dantooine when new memories played in his head. When he looked at his memories, he began smelling a very fungal odor, he felt the ground shake as massive footsteps ran towards him, he saw a Jedi fall from a force choke by Vader, and he heard a female voice, but this time, it wasn't Juno. The voice came from a woman with gray skin, red horns, black hair, and yellow eyes.
Kota: What did you see?
Starkiller38: I remember a planet full of fungal trees, I felt as if a rancor was chasing me, and I heard a different voice than Juno's.
Kota: Don't you remember Felucia?
Starkiller38: If that's what I'm seeing, maybe I do, but that other woman, I think I fought her.
Kota: You rescued Senator Organa from that mess of a planet.
Starkiller38: The thing is, Kota, I have never been to Felucia myself. I have memories of that planet, but I haven't ever set foot in that system.
Kota: We'll figure it out later. Anyway, we're coming up on the fleet. I'll do the talking.
Starkiller38: That's fine, General. I have to meditate, maybe I'll see if I can reach Juno.
As Starkiller sat down in what used to be the training facility, he meditated and changed out the crystals of his lightsabers. When they continued talking about Starkiller being back, Kota was updating him on the rebellion's current capability in terms of fighting Imperial Forces. Even though Kota still refused to believe it, he then heard the clone say something that triggered a memory of his own.
Starkiller38: You have no idea what I went through on Kamino.
Kota: Kamino? What city did you escape from? We can put your power to use now that you’re back, and launch a full scale…
Starkiller38: NO! I… just want… Look, I need a place to think everything through, to meditate.
Kota: To hide?!
Starkiller38: Until I find Juno.
Kota: We’re at war and you want a quiet place to think?! Wasn’t your trip before you picked me up specifically for that?! The Alliance will be destroyed, all because you had to continue… finding yourself?
Starkiller38: So now you believe that I’m a clone?
Kota: Yeah, cause you aren’t the first clone of a Jedi I met. After I lost my sight above Nar Shaddaa, I fell into a deep depression and recieved a call from an old friend, he told me about a clone he fought alongside and his exceptional skill. I found him on Dantooine and he looked almost the spitting image of his father, my old padawan.
Starkiller38: What happened to him? Resulting in the clone?
Kota: When he was injured after a battle before the clone wars, we brought him to Kamino to get him some medical attention. When the Kaminoans were finished with thim, they took some of his DNA as payment for the work they did.
Starkiller38: How did he die? I’m assuming it was on Dantooine, right?
Kota: Yes. When the Empire attacked Dantooine, my old padawan was the target. The clone I found was there along with other clones who defected. After a noble defense, he was killed by the other clone produced from his DNA and the clone that I found, had survivor’s guilt and stayed there for about 15 years before I got there and pulled him out of his funk.
The starkiller clone then reached into his pocket and gave the blind Jedi general a pen like item that he snagged from his escape, showing the jedi general how resourceful he was under stress.
Kota: An encrypted code cylinder?
Starkiller38: Everything about the schematics and cloning facilities on… Kamino.
Kota: Oh, and for the belief if you are a clone or not, I don’t think that it matters.
An explosion rings out throughout the bridge and the Jedi make theri way to the bridge, fighting Imperial forces along the way. In the ensuing Chaos, Boba fett infiltrated the ship and snuck his way through the cruiser to the bridge. He ordered different squads of troops throughout the ship to eliminate the rebels and find the Captain for Vader. When Kota encountered some Imperial troops, a lot of them were the basic stormtroopers, and other specialized troops that had no enhancements. When Kota reached the bridge, he briefly reunited with Proxy and took control of the bridge. When starkiller saw the hall that was near the bridge, Boba Fett had captured her already. All the clone and Captain could do was share a glance before Boba dragged her away to the Slave I. After Kota managed every thing from the bridge, and Starkiller fought through vader’s troops and Experiments, he tried stopping Boba fett from taking her to no avail.
Starkiller38: Kota, They’re gone. Send the order to attack Kamino or I WILL GO WITHOUT YOU!!!
Kota: Already done. We’re fixing to jump out of Hyperspace in a couple minutes. Switch channels, there’s something you need to hear.
Both had switched channels and Kota gave the clone a bit of warning.
Kota: You know that Vader is luring you back to him.
Starkiller38: Yes, I KNOW, but he won't be expecting the entire rebel fleet!
Kota: I know. Let's hope we're right. We just got out of hyperspace and are nearing Kamino.
The clone then heard some creaks and groans of metal being moved and bent only to see a huge insect-like walker about to attack the reactor of the entire ship.
Back with Kota, he knew he had to send for help if his fleet was to last against the Empire. He told Proxy to get into contact with any of the rebel leadership so he can call for aid.
Kota: Proxy, we need to get in touch with the Alliance leadership. Our fleet is falling apart.
Proxy: Patching you through to Yavin.
Proxy then changed his form to that of Princess Leia Organa and Kota began to speak.
Kota: Princess, our fleet is near Kamino and our fleet is falling apart. My apprentice is back but he's occupied with Vader's experimental troops! What reinforcements can you send?
Leia: We can send only 1 transport ship to bolster the forces on your capital ships. It may take a while for the transport to get there.
Kota: Anything you can send! We'll hold out for as long as they can!
When the transmission cut out, Starkiller had recovered the reactor and destroyed the insect walker and made his way to the main cannon.
With the Imperial defenses, there were two star destroyers blockading the planet; The Avarice and The Ambition. Each of them have sent TIE Fighters to destroy any rebels attempting to take off. When the rebels' main cannon was fired by the escaped clone, the Ambition took the lethal hit and was split in half. X1 realized that on that ship was his special Unit. X1 then fell to his rage, another ISD, the Desolate jumped out of hyperspace and reinforced the Imperial blockade.
Back with the clone, The appearance of the Desolate made Kota realize that their chances of success have significantly dropped. He made announcements to the hangar bays about sending the Y-wing bombers to attack the new destroyer. When the Imperial boarding parties attempted to go into the hangar bays, the X-wings and A-wings intercepted them and blew them into the vacuum of space.
Kota: We can't hold out much longer! Reroute all power to the forward deflector shields.
Proxy: This ship is also going to pieces. We already lost decks 8 through 12.
Starkiller38: Head to the Rogue Shadow. I don't think those planetary shields can withstand a direct hit from a cruiser.
Kota was almost dumbfounded at the idea, but figured that since their options were limited, he had to give the order he dreaded for the longest time.
Kota: Abandon ship! ABANDON SHIP!!! Are we even gonna survive?
Starkiller38: We'll see when we make it to the ground. Just get to the ship.
When the rebels got in their ships and escape pods, the Starkiller clone began moving debris out of the way of the crashing cruiser. When the cruiser broke through, the ship began to burn up due to reentry. As the cruiser continued burning up, he jumped out of the cruiser and removed all the barriers to prevent any drag in the ship's descent.
When Starkiller landed in a familiar yard-like structure in the facility he had escaped, he began searching for Juno and Vader. When he encountered multiple types of Imperial troops, he merely regarded them as nuisances and turned them upon each other in every room he entered. When it came to the war droids, he used their fire and carbonite shots against them and destroyed them using their shields as cover and a massive projectile against other Imperial forces. When he finally reunited with Kota, they saw that fighters and bombers were flying about and Starkiller used the war droid shields to take out the fighters and bomber squads. As the two continued to fight the Empire, the clone made his way towards the cloning chambers, against the behest of Kota.
Kota: You don't know what else is in there!
Starkiller38: Juno is close, General!
Kota: So is Vader, boy, just stop! Don't go in there alone!
Starkiller38: I know Vader's there, but I'm not stopping.
Kota: We need you on the front lines!
Starkiller38: I told you a hundred times that I'm going after Juno!
Kota: Damn it, Starkiller! I'm coming after you when we finish up here!
Starkiller walked through the cloning facility surrounded by suspended animation pods filled with clones of him. Throughout his walk through the chambers, he had begun hearing Juno’s voice rejecting him, Kota’s voice belittling him, and Vader’s ominous and iconic breathing sending chills throughout his spine and stoking the flames of his anger.
Starkiller38: VADER!!! COME OUT!! FACE ME, YOU COWARD!!!!
At random moments, Vader would surprise Starkiller with attacks using the Force, or using his saber. When Vader attacked with his blade, Starkiller began to press Vader on Juno. Every time he broke the clash or his grip of the Force, memories of him past, present, and future flashed in his mind, giving Vader time to hide and prepare for his next strike. When the clone exited the dark cloning room, he saw Vader atop one of the stasis pod platforms looking down at the clone who had escaped his grip, according to his plan, unbeknownst to the rest of the Empire.
Vader: I knew it was only a matter of time before you returned. Now you will surrender to me, or you will die here, where you were created.
This had further enraged the clone as he met Vader on that platform and ignited his twin sapphire blades ready to butcher the being who saw him as nothing but a weapon, an experiment, and a being with no identity. Vader had continued jumping from platform to platform releasing more unfinished clones towards the one that opposed him, but the clone continued to use them against him and keep him distracted.
Throughout the fight between the creator and his creation, Kota had managed to find the Kaminoan doctors who he tried to help 3 years ago. The kaminoans were about to display their gratitude for their rescuers, but a rain of blaster shots came in from a jetpack wearing bounty hunter, the same one Kota had fought on this planet during the Kamino uprising 3 years ago.
Boba: Now I’ve got you Jedi!
Kota: You again? You’ll never take me to Jabba alive!
Boba: Don’t have to. Your corpse is also acceptable.
When more Saber guards, Jump troopers, and Terror spider droids showed up behind him, the rebels had to steel themselves and fight for their lives. As the bounty hunter and Jedi fought, the transport entered Kamino’s atmosphere and 6 X-wings came out to blast the Imperials away.
X2: General, this is Grey Leader! We arrive just in time?
Kota: Barely, Grey Leader! Make sure that the Kaminoans are secured on your transport before you go! I gotta get to Vader.
Grey 4: Roger that, General. Grey 5, There’s 8 TIEs on your left flank!!
Grey 6: We’re gonna have to wait on that, General! Air support just came in!
Kota: Copy that, Grey 6!
Kota had chased the bounty hunter with every attack he could throw whe it was throwing the bounty hunter with the Force, dodging his flame thrower, redirecting his rockets towards the Imperial troops, and even using Mind triks on the Imperial troops to fight the bounty hunter. When Boba fled the scene, the Rebels brought the Kaminoans to their transport vessel on one of the far platforms.
When vader lured the clone to an office like room with a large transparisteel pane window, Vader had no saber ignited and faced the clone knowing that his use of Dun Moc was working wonders on him, perhaps too well.
Starkiller38: WHERE IS SHE??!!!!
Vader then stepped aside to reveal Juno Eclipse ound in the same shackles he was in when he began the penultimate test of his training. As the clone was about to embrace the blonde captain, Vader lifted her into a choke with the Force.
Vader: Bow before me, or she dies.
Vader was inching closer and closer to cracking her neck when Starkiller gave in and deactivated his blades.
Starkiller38: Wait, wait! I… will do your bidding. Just let her go.
Starkiller got on his knees and hung his head as if he was about to lose the single most important thing in his life. As Vader attemtped to control the clone once again, Juno crawled on the ground beneath the focus of both Force users and snag one of the clone’s blades.
Vader: You will find and kill General Kota. If you refuse, the woman dies. You will return to me and give yourself to the Dark side. If you resist, she dies. And when your training is complete, you will hunt down and execute the rebel leaders. If you fail, she dies!
A saber ignited and Juno began swinging at Vader, and the dark lord treated it like it was child’s play and threw her out the window with the Force, knocking her unconscious, unbeknownst to both Force users. Starkiller began to scream as he attempted to slash Vader to ribbons, but Vader prepared for it and threw him out the same window to the adjacent platform where the weather and rain had gotten worse throughout the battle. Vader leapt onto the same platform and Starkiller had begun radiating energy from the force as he began to barrage Vader with many quick dual bladed attacks. In the moments where the sabers clashed, Vader had continued using Dun Moc on the clone, stoking his fear and anger. As the fight progressed to even greater displays of the Force Kota and the rebel troops were coming up on the platform and saw the clone use the lightning from the electricity in the light poles and the storm Kota and the rebels stayed back until the dangerous displays of the Force subsided. Vader was taking a huge surge of lightning from the combined voltage of the storm, the electricity powering the poles and Starkiller’s raw potential with Force lightning. As Vader knelt in defeat with his dueling hand severed and his breathing apparatus malfunctioning, he goaded the clone to finish him.
Starkiller38: You’ve taken everything from me!
Vader: Your feelings for her are not real.
Starkiller38: They are real to me!
Kota: Wait!
Starkiller38: You want him dead as much as I do.
Kota: Yes, but not yet. Not until he’s told us the Empire’s secrets!
Starkiller38: You want to take him prisoner?
Kota: To a hidden rebel base where we can interrogate him, put him on trial for crimes against the true republic, and then we’ll execute him to show the galaxy that we don’t need to fear him any longer!
Starkiller38: If I let him live, he’ll haunt me forever.
Kota: He’s the only one who knows if Starkiller really survived. He can’t tell you if he’s dead.
The clone now had a choice to make, execute Vader for the trauma he has put him through, or let him live to serve the alliance’s purposes that had no benefit for him. The perfected clone had been hiding in an Imperial shuttle above the planet waiting for the go ahead from his master to attack the rebels and execute Kota and complete his final test. Boba Fett, meanwhile, was on and adjacent platform in a sniping position, ready to execute Kota and the clone on Vader’s orders. When Starkiller deactivated his blades and walked away, Kota began ordering his men to restrain Vader. In the midst of loading Vader onto the Rogue Shadow, the apprentice had acquired his master’s mechanical hand, and told the pilot to reboard the Avarice and set course for Dantooine after overhearing the conversation on the platform above.
When the clone saw a droid tending to Juno, he recognized it and started running to the pair.
Starkiller38: Proxy?
Proxy: Master?
Both: I thought you were dead!
Proxy: It’s quite a long story, possibly for a later time and place, but right now, I can’t revive her, she’s….
The clone then almost began regretting making all the moves he did throughout the galaxyand held the body of Juno Eclipse and began to pull her into an embrace just as the flashes had reminded him of such a moment.
Starkiller38: I should’ve stayed here.
As a tear flowed from is face and landed on Juno’s cheek, the clone began to kiss her, and when she began moving to reciprocate, the clone was almost overjoyed. When the kiss was broken, it was a surprise both of them.
Juno: We’re alive.
Starkiller38: I’ll explain my part later.
The two had shared a moment in each other’s arms before Juno had Proxy take the form of Princess Leia.
Leia: What’s your status?
Juno: We’re alive and we have captured Vader.
Kota: We also got another jedi back in the fight.
Leia: What’s your plan for moving him?
Juno: We’ll send a dozen small freighters in all directions. Even if the Empire knows we have him, they won’t know which ship to follow.
Leia: Excellent. The security detail?
Kota: We will have it covered, Your highness.
Juno: We’ll keep you informed en route to Dantooine.
Leia: Great. This will definitely be a turning point for the alliance. May the force be with you.
As Leia’s visage disappeared, Juno and Proxy were about to board the Rogue Shadow, but the clone was walking over to the restrained sith lord. Starkiller had a few words for the man/machine that took almost every bit of humanity from him in hopes to deliver the pain that his sabers could not.
Starkiller38: I let you live. You tell me that I’m just a clone, but I chose to spare you the pain you have inflicted on my predecessors. Maybe Kota is right. This might be just some ruse to make me forget who I am and make me your weapon again, but despite what you have done to me, I. Let. You. Live. You no longer have and sway over my actions or control over me.
Vader: As long as she lives, you will always be my slave to control, manipulate, and sway any way I please.
With that, Starkiller had left the dark room that housed the restrained dark lord. He then went to the cockpit where the love of his life was at the controls.
Juno: Prepare for lightspeed.
When the hyperdrives kicked in, the Rogue Shadow made is way to Dantooine, and one ship that had appeared from the debris in orbit emerged and followed them.
On Yavin, a Group of rebels had stolen an Imperial shuttle and were going after the Death Star plans, and they knew that they needed the reinforcements, so Chirrut Imwe lead the strike team due to the squadron’s belief in the Jedi as capable leaders, and Rogue Squadron’s ability to sneak into the Imperial base on Scariff As soon as their cover was blown, the rebels had fought every Imperial wave that came their way. These rebels knew that they were in for a fight.
Back on Dantooine, Kota volunteered to stay with the garrison and keep watch over Vader. Outside the prison, Crosshair activated the beacon and saw an Imperial light cruiser launch a TIE Advanced fighter and when it landed a good distance away from the rebel prison, the perfected clone climbed out and had Vader’s severed had with him. During the night, he snuck to a rendezvous point where he met another Imperial trooper, clad in all black armor with a green lens. Both of them stopped when the clone had his blaster raised. Crosshair: Show yourself.
The perfected clone then raised himself up and removed his hood.
StarkillerC: I have a gift for my master who is imprisoned here.
Crosshair: I see, thank you.
StarkillerC: Good luck trooper. Against the jedi, you’ll need it.
Crosshair: I’ll be on my guard.
As the apprentice reembarked on the TIE, he reboarded Vader’s flagship and began to search for a ship to take him to Malachor.
Boba Fett had found the clone and the captain moving Vader to the deepest and most reinforced cell in the prison. Before he can take the shot, the clone gets the sense that they were followed.
Juno: What’s wrong?
Starkiller38: Juno, get back to the ship. We’ve been followed.
Juno: I’ll pick you up after you deall with our tail.
When Boba Fett finds that his target was running, he begins to slowly hunt the jedi clone and just as he was about to find the Jedi’s thermal signature, he becomes engulfed in Force lightning to the point where the jetpack sends him on an uncontrolled flight path and knocked him into a nearby tree. As Boba recovers, he sees the figure approach him with twin sapphire blades, and just as the clone was about to deliver a lethal stab, Boba rolled out of the way and retreated back to his ship, then felt himself get lifted off the ground with a look of fear beneath his helmet and the Jedi spared the bounty hunter by throwing him back to his ship. This defeat against a Force user then burned a rule, almost literally, into his mind for any future bounties, that he will put to the forefront upon any contract he takes.
Starkiller38: Juno, I’m at the landing platforms.
Juno: Copy that, Starkiller. Vader is secure and Kota’s volunteered to guard him.
Later the following night, Crosshair began getting a holocall. This was coming from his direct superior, X1. he then found a spot away from the Prison where the beacon had been activated beneath the surface.
Crosshair: Yes, Commander?
X1: We have responded to your beacon and are ready for an assault. Did you receive the package?
Crosshair: I did, Commander. I’m going to sneak into Lord Vader’s cell and repair his hand. When he is freed and slicing his way through the rebels, block any that exit. There is also a jedi that may occupy him. As teh rebels retreat from Lord Vader, attack them, and leave the jedi for him.
X1: Excellent plan, Captain. We’ll send a company to free Lord Vader.
As Crosshair had finished repairing Vader’s hand, Vader then ordered Crosshair to inform him of what the escape plan is.
Vader: CT-9904, what is the escape plan?
Crosshair: Commander X1 is sending a company of stormtroopers to your rescue and the rebels will be flanked in the firefight.
Vader went along with the plan and remained restrained until the following day when Kota would report to Vader’s cell.The night before, after Kota was relieved of duty, he recorded a holomessage reserved for a bounty hunter friend who had joined the alliance because of Kota.
Kota: Shara, if you are seeing this I’ve left the rebellion. I need to focus on myself as a Jedi and how my life will be affected if the Empire succeeds. There is a clone I want you to fight alongside. He fought in the clone wars and has his own squadron. If you met my padawan, he is the spitting image of him, he is a clone after all, hehe. Anyway, I’m assigning you to Grey Squadron and as an advisor to the unit. May the Force be with you. Always.
Back on Coruscant, Senator Chuchi and Omega had given many clones the occupations outside the empire, but not all of them survived. Some have abandoned life within the Empire and joined the Rebellion, others were given work in service industries, manufacturing, and retail, as well as trade, and the few that couldn't be reached were culled by the Empire. Chuchi and Omega were both haunted when the cullings began. They used it to fuel the passion to fuel clone rights initiatives in the Empire. One night after a session, the two colleagues had said their goodbyes for what would be the final time unbeknownst to them.

Hello fellow Washingtonians that conceal carry when skiing down holiday/daisy lift. btw, I am superior for snowboarding ;).
Now, why is it that before i step into a gun shop I have to put on my Walmart dickie work pants, my grandpas flannel, thorogood boots, lose my round eyeglasses to be treated as a possible freind/returning customer? I don’t support abortion, yet I like to wear chuck 70s with wide cuffed pants. I’m a Zoomer, I like to be “aesthetically” pleasing.
Why don’t we have pro gun testimonies of a mother crying that her daughter died because she wasn’t able to defend herself from a phsycotic ex? Or the opposite? Or other emotional testimonies.
In what world did the Munich agreement stop the nationalists completely? In the Rational or the irrational one?
If the democrats are so stupid why do you use linear algebra to prove your points? To challenge someone you got to lose the worst sin, pride.
Please understand how our government works right now , get off your high horses please. I love guns and babies.
Yours truly, Capitol Hill resident(I love Ian’s pizza)

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Police in Russia have placed a former speechwriter for President Vladimir Putin on a wanted list of criminal suspects because of his comments on the war in Ukraine, the latest step in Moscow's sweeping crackdown on dissent.
Abbas Gallyamov wrote speeches for Putin during the Russian leader's 2008-12 stint as prime minister.
Russia's Justice Ministry added Gallyamov last month to its register of foreign agents, a designation that brings additional government scrutiny and carries strong pejorative connotations aimed at undermining the recipient's credibility.
Gallyamov had recently given an interview in which he predicted that an uprising in Russia was possible over its war against Ukraine, and reflected on his time as Putin's speech writer, saying few could have predicted "That Russia would turn into some kind of fascist state, as it is now".
Gallyamov told the Associated Press on Friday that he learned he was on a wanted list from the media.
Discrediting the Russian armed forces became a crime in Russia under a new law adopted after Moscow sent troops into Ukraine in February 2022.

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I’m sorry. I know this is likely a dumb question but I cannot find the answer anywhere online and don’t have a 17 rounder to answer myself.
As far as conceal carry how much extra length does the 19 round mag add over a “flush fit” oem 17 round mag?
Thanks in advance!

TL;DR: The DM throws random insane stuff that makes no sense at us until we switch him out.
I've been playing in a D&D group for my college class. The class is only 24 people and 6 of us are in the game. I hadn't played in a few years (I was supposed to play in college but ran into some time overlaps and it just didn't happen.) I created our discord and started to organize everything. I made a spreadsheet to find the best time for us to all get together. We didn't have a DM and one of us volunteered. In fact, it's the problem player in this story. I have now since taken over as DM by vote.
To start this guy was someone who gave me a lot of bad vibes from the start. I shoved those vibes down because I had barely known him at the time. Sitting down at our first game we had a small group.
I was playing a Paladin loyal to the god Shakara The Silent (This will be relevant later.) The god himself refused to talk to us mere mortals and my church had the belief that we just were not worthy. Shakara had fought a great demon a thousand years ago and had not been heard from since. Now in truth, Shakara had actually lost that battle and had been locked in chains for a millennium but the church had yet to discover that.
I had to make sure my character was a fresh take from what I was used to. So my character became the best boy out there. His goal in life was to help everyone. He was a missionary carrying 100 pamphlets to hand out. Someone building a house on their travel? Hey, it's a few hours for us but it makes this guy's whole day. In a fight? We can talk them out of it, trust me. He was meant to be naive as hell and a challenge for the party. I made him tanky so I could still be helpful but I couldn't kill anyone.
Now let's say I did kill something by accident... He would go into a deep depression and not be able to function. The hope was that eventually in the game I would be able to use that as some character development.
Foreshadowing.
The DM decided to start before the party would meet. I found that really interesting. K, our group's Rogue (The only other veteran at the table) was in a prison convoy for a crime they hadn't committed. Interesting, I'm sure we'll meet in an interesting way, perhaps I have to break them out of their wrongful imprisonment and-
I got teleported in front of the convoy.
I don't mean the DM just had me wonder in front of the convoy, I mean I found a teleportation door and just happened to show up there.
Now my missionary is then promptly accused of a crime. Sure, okay sounds good, what is it?
I was accused of murdering the king. Later in this same session, we would meet the king. The math is not checking out on this one.
My character pulls out his pamphlets to try and prove that I had just started my mission and it wouldn't be possible. Nope. I was arrested and taken to jail.
This was frustrating, but okay, sure, plot train choo-choo.
From here we came across the 3rd member of our group who has since quit the game for unrelated reasons. The 3 of us were soft-locked by the DM at this point. Our weapons are gone, our armor striped and our items confiscated. There were no cracks in the wall or rust on the bars. This should have been the moment I realized the DM had no idea what they were doing, but that comes later.
I try sparking a conversation with the guard. I hand him my last pamphlet which he then tears up and hands back. The DM then describes it as something that has been written on the interior. What could it contain? All that was written inside was "Escape."
The fuck what now?
We've been asking questions trying to get for 4 minutes and he can't understand we have nothing that we can use to do that. So I ask the guard "And how are we supposed to do that?"
"With this."
And he hands us a club.
"Thanks for holding out on us."
I was IRL kind of annoyed. But whatever, let's break out. I strike the wall with all my force.
AND I KILLED A CHILD SOLDIER ON THE OTHER SIDE. NO DAMAGE DICE. NO ROLL TO HIT.
I BLEW UP HIS HEAD.
Now my paladin starts to freak the hell out. Collecting the bits and pieces to save the kid. When he obviously can't save the kid he starts to carry around the corpse to at least give it a proper burial. The DM at this time is laughing at my character's misfortune. No one else is.
Now, that kid would later be fed to crocodiles by a fellow party member but that's beside the point.
Before we can open the door the king (That I had apparently murdered) bursts through the door with 20 of his best men and tells us that we are going to kill the dragon terrorizing the land. Alright, sure, plot train Choo-Choo hop let's kill the dragon.
He introduces us to our "home base" for the game with a flying sled just like Old Saint Nick's.
Now, this is where the first session ended. At the time I viewed it as a rough start but overall alright.
The second session is the real turn of the tide.
We have our first mission, we hop into our flying sled and as we're flying we enter into my new favorite dimension.
THE MIRROR DIMENSION Music sting.
Yeah, we just slide right in, no saving throws, nothing.
Now it's also around this time now that we're in THE MIRROR DIMENSION Music sting that we find an under-compartment. Now our Rogue decides to slip down there to see what's below. Skulls and body parts. But there was a magic scroll. The Rogue reads it and sees a vision of the future. Where my head is separate from my body, and the 3rd player is sitting on a throne. Always great to hear that my character is going to die. Then the Rogue returns through... The other player's eye...
We were stunned. This didn't even make sense to us, and I'm pretty sure the DM didn't either. Soon after our sled is going to crash. No roll, again. Just going to happen. At this point I am so disconnected I just say "Wait until the last second and jump." I am the only one who pulls it off, I jump out of the sled and the rest end up crashing into a castle.
This is when things just stopped making any sense. Now, what can I do? Mr. The law is the law for a reason. I knock. Inside the castle is god. Just straight up god. God is just chilling inside of THE MIRROR DIMENSION Music sting. And god tells me to leave. I get a little upset because this CLEARLY isn't my god, so I start telling him off a little. "Hey, my friends are in there and I need them!" what does god do?
He strips my paladin powers.
For those who don't understand, this is the literal worst thing that can happen to a paladin. And this is the second session. My Paladin doesn't stop, I start demanding my friends. God then rolls to tell me they don't think I'm their friend and he succeeded.
"No. No, they- You're lying they... OH GOD! Oh god no..."
My character apparently cries for 8 hours. Sure, why not. But the DM is laughing again, and no one else is.
Eventually, I break out the other players, and my character, with their life ruined, decides to start a church here in THE MIRROR DIMENSION Music sting.
Now this session wasn't just bad, it was terrible. The only way we got through it was by making fun of the DM's terrible story. I made the joke that THE MIRROR DIMENSION Music sting was reversed in every regard. Evil became good, left was right, and cats and dogs got along. Now the DM every time someone would make that joke would state "NO! That's not how the mirror dimension works!"
"If you're a good god, then the god on the other side of the mirror dimension must be evil! You need to fight him!"
"That's not how the mirror dimension works!"
"Gravity must be reversed here in the mirror dimension!"
"THAT'S NOT HOW THE MIRROR DIMENSION WORKS!"
All I can say is everything is the way it is inside of THE MIRROR DIMENSION Music sting.
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Edit: I forgot to mention this: The DM explicitly told me that he wanted to break my character after the second session. I'm not that paranoid.

Ten years ago this week, I took out a loan that was with bigger numbers than I thought existed and bought a single pilot pt 135 operation. I have a DeHavilland Beaver on floats and operate in Alaska for around five months a year.
We have consistently grown every year with the exception of 2020. Covid was a kick in the guts but I am very proud to say that we refunded every deposit and still stayed around.
The good things: I am my own boss; there is only one jerkface pilot (me); my clients are 98% awesome folks from all over; I get to fly in one of the most beautiful places in the world; I have seven months off to enjoy family although I usually fly contract about three to five days a month as well.
The bad things: the pay, my boss hasn't given me a raise in ten years; if I get hurt or sick it will be a huge problem; when the plane breaks I cannot just write it up and walk away; my summers are I am busy, family time consists of seeing my wife and kids at the office between flights and at breakfast; and lastly is the flying which I love but can be challenging because of the lack of weather reporting.
The saying "How do you make a million dollars in aviation? Start with two" isn't quite true, but I would be making a lot more money if I had gone to the airlines. I make enough to raise three kids and have my wife stay at home.
My goal is to sell out when I turn 65 and just fly for fun, teach TW and Floats. I love what I do, but realize that my identity is very much my company and being a pilot, having a set goal gives me time to find out who the next iteration of me is.
I flew right seat in a Gulfstream when I was a low time pilot and that showed me that I could not be an airline pilot. Flight levels and autopilots are just not for me. I respect my many friends that have gone to the majors, they do a job that can be really technical and which carries a lot of responsibility.
Anyway, I just wanted to share a post that is a little different than the usual posts on this sub.
If anyone has questions about my little niche in the industry fire away.
Fly safe!