one of my pet peeves is seeing different PJO au s is that people always put the shape shifting character as a child of Mars because Frank was a shape shifter and a child of Mars, but he wasn't a shape shifter because he was a child of Mars. I don't remember why exactly he had the ability to shape shift, but I'm 99% sure that it wasn't because he was a child of Mars.
instead of AI being used to make scams and art, they should make an AI that finds Books/films/fanfics with vague details. like, "Theres a Bad Batch fanfiction that has Omega accidentally cracking Tech's datapad with the force while practicing and Hunter helps her fix it" (True fanfic i've been looking for) and it just gives you a list of fanfics that fit that description!
Summer of bad batch week 6 alternate prompt "may the force be with you or whatever"
Okay okay, decided to make a mini-comic instead of a fix for this week, and for the first time drawing Adult Omega and my gawd awful skills at drawing side profiles, it's not completely trash!!! ✨✨✨💪💪💪😆😆😆🤯🤯🤯🙀🙀🙀⚡⚡⚡🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊🎇🎇🎇🎆🎆
(please ignore the outline of Crosshair handi forgot to color it in and it was to late when I posted)
Week 5. “In retrospect, this was a bad idea” alternate prompt: Hair Dye
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“Oh no.”
“What? What is it?” Omega asked, looking up at Wrecker worriedly.
He had given her a box of hair dye for life day, and helped her apply it to her hair, 30 minutes later, he pulled off the towel covering it.
“It, uhm… looks a little different from what the box says it would”
“It can't be that bad… right?” she nervously turned around to look at her reflection in the mirror.
Wrecker winced as her eyes went wide, and she touched the tips of her shoulder length hair.
What was supposed to be a dark brown was now a puke green.
“Well, in retrospect, it was a bad idea to use this dye” Tech announced, peeking into the bathroom and picking up the box, pointing to the tiny expiration date that read 2 months ago.
“Not helping Tech!” Wrecker hissed as Omega hid her face in her hands, shaking her head.
“Nonononononononono” she peeked between her fingers and small tears collected in the corners of her eyes.
“Hey! It's okay, kid! It looks good!” Wrecker patted her back, lying through his teeth as he grimaced.
“Wrecker, what did Hunter tell you about making bad situations worse?” Tech raised an eyebrow, stepping inside and rubbing Omega’s shoulder.
“It doesn't look like what you most likely anticipated, but we have a few options.”
“One, you wait for your hair to grow back out and cut the colored pieces off then. Two, we can attempt to re-color it. But that would risk your hair being damaged severely. Or three, we can cut it off now, and your hair would be around the same length as when you left Kamino.”
Omega stared at her reflection in the mirror, frowning “just chop it all off!” She groaned, shaking her head.
20 minutes later, and a semi-long lecture from Tech about reading labels carefully. 15 year old Omega stood in front of the mirror, hands brushing over the ends of her newly cut hair.
She sighed, shaking her head “I'm never trying this again…”
Week 4. Bonus Prompt: "Do You Know What Today Is?"
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Omega hit the button on her alarm clock with a tired groan, sitting up and brushing hair out of her face.
“It can not be time to wake up already..” She mumbled, looking over to the clock and instantly jumping out of bed, a smile on her face.
“Hunter! Wake up! Don’t you know what day it is?” She burst through the door of the sergeant's room, bouncing on her feet as she flipped on his light and ran back to her room.
“Kid, it won’t start for another hour.” Hunter groaned, throwing a pillow at the light switch to turn it back off.
She ignored him, opening her closet door and searching through piles of clothes, humming a soft melody.
Omega grinned as she found her target, holding up a light lilac fit and flare dress, tossing it onto her bed as she locked her door and stripped off her pajamas, pulling the dress over an undershirt.
She spinned around in front of the mirror in the corner of her room, smiling as she ran back to Hunter’s room, flipping the light back on.
“Hunter! I will get Wrecker to get you up.” she warned, throwing the discarded pillow he previously used back at his head.
She heard a groan and shuffling as she skipped back to her room, satisfied as she knelt down to go through her bedside cabinet, grabbing a few hair clips and rubber bands and standing back up, walking back to her mirror.
“You need any help, Kid?” Omega heard a familiar voice shout through the door, she smiled, calling back over her shoulder
“No thanks, Wrecker! I’ve got it!”
Holding a few pins between her teeth, she got to work, pulling her hair up into a messy high bun, a few strands framing her face.
She adjusted a few pins before going downstairs for breakfast, skipping down the stairs cheerfully.
“Hey! Kid, you look great!” Wrecker patted (read: walloped) Omega’s back, grinning from ear to ear in his dark purple suit.
“Don’t kill her before we even get out of the house.” Crosshair muttered, walking past the pair in his matching suit, coffee cup in hand.
“Don’t be such a stick-in-the-mud, Cross! You gotta smile for this! Remember?” Wrecker’s smile brightened as a tired Hunter walked into the kitchen, silently grabbing the coffee mug from Crosshair’s hand and drinking the rest of it.
“I hate you too.” Crosshair grunted, walking back to the coffee machine and making himself another cup.
“Your tie is backwards” Omega pointed out, sitting down at the table.
Hunter looked down at his knotted tie, cursing as he set the mug down and attempted to fix it.
After a longer time than Hunter would care to admit, they got out of the house and started walking down to the beach.
“I’m gonna pick up Numa, i’ll meet you there!” Omega called over to them as she turned a corner and went down a different path towards her girlfriends house.
“No detours!” Hunter ordered as they turned down the road and out of sight.
She grinned as she skipped down to Numa’s house, knocking on the door and bouncing on her feet.
“‘Meg! You’re here! I’m so excited!” A teal blur shot out the door and barreled into the girls arms, laughing cheerfully
Omega laughed, spinning her around in her off the shoulder lavender mini dress “me too! I can’t believe it’s finally happening! Let’s go before we miss it!”
The two girls ran down the road to the beach, hands joined together and swinging between them.
They got there just in time, running towards the rows of chairs in front of a flower arch, Omega gave Numa a quick kiss on the cheek and whispering to her “i’ll be right back” before running over to Tech’s small dressing room, where all her other brothers were already waiting
“I’m here!” She grinned as she took her place behind Crosshair, Hunter sighing and rubbing his forehead with a tired smile.
They headed towards their spots behind Tech by the arch, Omega discreetly waving to Numa from her spot in the back.
They all stilled as music started playing and people started walking down the aisle, first Phee’s bridesmaids, then Lyana, tossing flower petals onto the ground with a bright smile.
A small gasp was heard from the audience as Phee walked down in a-Line Wedding Dress with Spaghetti Straps and Appliques, her hair in a finger wave updo with tendrils.
The ceremony went beautifully and without a hitch, afterwards everyone retreated to the reception to dance and eat.
“May I have this dance?” Omega heard a voice from behind her, and turned around to see Numa bowing with a hand held out towards her.
She chuckled and took her girlfriend's hand, nodding. “It would be my pleasure.”
They strolled to the dance floor hand in hand, slow dancing to the song coming from the speakers.
“You looked amazing up there.” Numa said quietly, her hands resting on Omega’s shoulders.
She blushed, smiling “thanks…”
Her hands adjusted on Numa’s waist, swaying back and forth to the beat.
They leaned closer to each other, foreheads resting together
Omega sprinted through the battlefield, shooting imps left and right when she saw Rex getting surrounded out of the corner of her eye.
She turned course and ran towards him, putting her crossbow back in its holster as she sprinted over to where a few imperial tanks were near him.
Omega dodged blaster fire, running up the side of the tank and launching herself off the top, flying above the circle of imps as she held out her hand.
“Give me your hand!” She yelled as she soared above her brother, the clone in question grinning as he jumped and grabbed her hand, flying over the rest of the stormtroopers with a laugh.
“You’re crazy, kid!” Rex shot down stormtroopers from his spot in the air as Omega took her “borrowed” inquisitor lightsaber and started deflecting lasers, and they rolled to a stop, standing back to back and slowly turning, Rex attacking and Omega defending.
A gunship flying closer caught Omega’s eye, and she called over her shoulder “Ship’s here!”
Rex glanced back at her, grunting as he ducked beneath a blaster bolt “Don’t you dare!” He yelled.
She grinned and pushed the remaining stormtroopers away, then, launching Rex upwards as he yelped. She quickly jumped after him, rolling to a stop on the landing deck with a grunt.
Rex sighed as he stood up, taking off his helmet “You’re worse than General Skywalker.”
Week 2. Tattoos. Alternate Prompt: “Don’t even think about it”
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“No way.” Hunter said, steering the teenage girl away from the tattoo parlor. “Not until you’re fifty.” He grumbled, shaking his head
“Come on Hunter! Live a little! Tech had already given most of us our tattoos by the time we were her age!” Crosshair wrapped an arm around Omega, shaking her side to side.
“Yeah Hunter! Just a small one! Please?” After lots of begging, Omega had convinced the two brothers to go on an outing to one of Pabu’s neighboring planets for her 16th birthday, Wrecker and Echo out on an unavoidable errand for Rex.
“Nope, you’re way too young..” The sergeant crossed his arms, frowning.
A few minutes later, the three clones were sitting down in the Parlor, Crosshair and Omega flipping through a book of designs.
Omega held up a page with a picture of a large loth-wolf tattooed onto the back of a model
“Hunter! How about- “don’t even think about it.” He cut her off, sighing as he rubbed his temple.
Crosshair chuckled, grabbing the book and going to a new page.
30 minutes later, and the three of them were walking out of the shop, Omega admiring the small tattoo of a mini-solar system on the side of her waist, ooh-ing at the design.
Hunter chuckled, shaking his head “don’t tell Echo we let you do this.”
Omega ran through the halls of mount tantiss, breathing heavily as she turned the corner, and screamed at what she saw.
She watched Hunter collapsing to the ground, a blaster hole in his chest. She fell to her knees beside him, shaking as her mouth fell slightly open.
“H-Hun-” She covered her mouth, swallowing back bile as she squeezed her eyes shut, falling forward and wrapping her arms around him, crying into his chest.
“Hunter- Hunter please-” She sobbed, shaking him back and forth.
“HUNTER!”
Omega sat up with a gasp, looking around her room, breathing heavily as she kicked off her blankets with a grunt, swinging her legs over the side and jumping to her feet.
She stumbled towards her door, grabbing the flashlight on her desk as she peeked out her doorway, holding it down towards the floor as she tiptoed to her brothers room.
Peeking through a crack of the door of Hunter’s room, she swallowed, whispering “Hunter..?”
Omega heard a quiet shuffling and a grunt, and Hunter appeared by the door a second later, opening it wider and running a hand through his hair.
“Omega? What happened?” he mumbled, tilting his head
Her eyes widened and she flew into his arms, pressing her face into his shirt as her shoulders shook, whispering frantically “I- You- a-and Then-”
He shushed her, rubbing her back as he knelt down to her level, resting a hand on her shoulder “Kid, take a breath, slow down.”
Omega sucked in a breath, sniffing as she rubbed her eye “W-We were on Mount Tantiss, a-and you- you-” She burst into tears, hiding her face in her hands.
Hunter’s eyes softened, and he enveloped her in a hug, picking her up and walking back to her room, rubbing her back gently.
He sat down next to her on her bed, rubbing her back as he tossed the flashlight onto a chair.
“It’s okay, ‘Mega. You’re here. You’re safe now” He whispered, wiping a tear from her face.
“B-But- But you-” She stammered, looking up at him
“We’re safe now, Omega. Safe. It was just a dream.” he whispered, gently laying her down and tucking the covers around her. As he was about to pull away, she grabbed his hand tightly, looking up at him.
“Stay. Please?” She whispered, audible to only his enhanced ears.
He smiled softly, shifting around and resting his back on the headboard “of course, kid. I’ll stay.”
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