#coruscant underworld

[phantasm-echo]

Here’s the piece I did for @theclonewarszine !!! Super proud of it heheheh

[mearchy]

Got really stoned by accident and been thinking really hard about Coruscant and I have to fucking say something. The concept of a city planet is fucking terrifying on any planet even approaching Earth sized. Imagine if we all right now tried to build a ceiling far above us, higher than the tallest mountains, a ceiling so high it could cover the world? Imagine the little pieces coming up aeons at a time to block out the sun and kill the sky forever for all those people. imagine if every single foot and meter of the new level covering the earth’s space was just endless city. IMAGINE A CITY THE SIZE OF THE WORLD!!! AND THEN YOU FILL IT UP AGAIN AND HAVE TO BUILD ANOTHER ENTIRE PLANET’S SURFACE AREA. IMAGINE IF THERE WAS AN ENTIRE PLANET’S WORTH OF PEOPLE LIVING OVER OUR HEADS HERE ON EARTH RIGHT NOW. WHAT TH FUCK IM FUCKING BOGGLED! THOUSANDS OF LEVELS? THOSE NUMBERS ARE INCOMPREHENSIBLE!!!! WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF MANIFESTATION OF A SEETHING COSMIC ELDRITCH BEAST IS AN ECUMENOPOLIS

[carbon-corrie]

Part 4 of the Known Marshal Commanders Series: Fox

Bacara | Bly | Cody | Fox | Neyo

[evilminji]

Oh? My god??? :D ya'll remember my poor Coruscant Underworld Oc?

What if her... but THRIVES?

What if she IS the Danger? Did not get pulled from some nice, safe, NORMAL Universe?? But an Apocalypse one? Just... FULL ON environmental collapse, radiation and zombies type, End Of Days™.

This is basicly Christmas.

Endless Supplies? GIANT rats? Holy SHIT :D there's a LOT of good meat on those suckers! *gleefully shoots one in the head* look at all this TRASH!! Yeah, the air is horrific unbreathable and there are sarlaccs, but what else is new? Same shit, different universe. Now with sci-fi powers, she guesses? So that's neat.

Oooooh! Broken droid bits! *scavenges like a BEAST*

Like? She gets a full on DOOM bunker going. There are lazers. Airlocks. She's welded broken ships together into a monolump biosphere (with working greenhouse). Slowly reclaiming the underground through sheer madmax style, Doom Slayer-esc, "have AT ME ya fuckin CASUALS!!!" *MACHINE GUN FIRE*

She likes to think she's retained her sense of normalcy in the face of extreme stress rather well! Some people went insane, you see.

:D nooooot her! She Fine™. Doing GREAT even! Getting that great grade in mental health! A thing that is real and possible to achieve! Ha ha!

Meanwhile? Up in the Jedi Temple? They feel the Force Equivalent of the Doom soundtrack. Not... bad, per say. But...? Holy SHIT. You-? You GOOD, buddy? Giving off some REAL intense vibes there. Maybe we... we should all take a Deep Breathe... *carefully edging closer to blast the poor soul with Chill Out Vibes before they give themselves some sort of aneurysm*

But!? When they try and LOCATE the poor fucker who apparently has EXCLUSIVELY adrenaline for blood? And is CLEARLY in need of immediately medical intervention?

*immediate jedi alarm* w-why do they feel "down"? Guys, why do they feel STRAIGHT DOWN!? There is nothing DOWN past this point!!!

Which? I mean. Well that WOULD explain the *hardcore death metal soundtrack* vibes? They too, would be less then perfectly calm, in the bowels of HELL Coruscant. But! How did they GET there!? And how do we get the poor soul OUT?!

You dont. She doesn't WANT to come out, actually. But maybe you could drop some supplies down a vent? Sky candy! Mana from the heavens! Oh LOOK~ A fixable holopad!! ( • ̀ω•́ )✧ the Scavenger now has Holonet Access~☆ hello Universe ;) *joins space twitter* she is under your FLOORS :D

Wanna know what ELSE is down here? >:D *click* *uploads nightmare fuel to the holonet*

People? Go apeshit. Demand answers. Order her to leave. (LOL, like she even recognizes a "Goverment" as a THING anymore. Much less YOURS.) Some, want to mount a rescue. Others? Are foaming at the mouth about the rare chance at SEEING THIS DANGEROUS BIOME UP CLOSE! (But, like, danger and such and such. Hey, real quick, can you get us a closer picture of that weird mushroom? Yeah. The man eating one.)

The Jedi? Are furiously sending WALLS of text. Pls. PLEASE. Let them HELP YOU. They are GOING to cry. Is that what you want? You wanna see them cry? They'll do it! They're not afraid to cry at you!!! It's so dangerous! And you have no supplies! And-!*continues to worry*

She can't even be mad? They seem nice. High-strung, but nice. She'd totally trade some of her Rat jerky with them. The GOOD bits, even.

Cause, see, the thing is? She figured out? How to LEAVE the underground a while back. Most of the ways up or shot. Unstable or overrun. But?? Ironically? The JEDI? They're sitting on the only building that goes ALL the way down. And SOMETHING about the place keeps the undead etc away from it. So it's fine.

She could literally walk right up.

But she don't wanna.

There's Capitalism up there! And PEOPLE. She's gone Feral and kinda knows she's not... great, mentally. And she LIKES her little apocalypse bunker. Not to mention? What would you even DO with sunlight? Burn in it? Probably. It's a Lazer. Radiation and shit.

.......but they DO have medicine.

................and some sweet air filters.

Curse their adorable, persuasive children! Fiiiiine. But she reserves the right to LEAVE back to her sweet, sweet hellscape once she's done! *stops off*

*arrives from the BASEMENT OF THE TEMPLE like a fully covered, stinking of lethal gasses, heavily armed, nightmare in full make-shift hazmat* *with jerky*

Sup o7

Did... did she just walk through the ancient Sith temple? Yea'. They were little bitchs about it. There's a path now. She brought snacks. *shakes her ominously wafting rat jerking at the nearest jedi knight* (is it edible? Well... she's certainly been eating it. But we aren't certain. Take some, smile, and scan the FUCK out of it later. Try not to let it touch your bare skin.)

Madame Che? Nearly cries. It's like a fun house version of Master Fay, minus the fun. What the FUCK were you EXPOSED TOO!? (Everything) what does that even MEAN!? (*shrugs*)

She hangs around. Supplies up. Has a DELICIOUS soup dinner with a little green guy (who just seems delighted someone appreciates his cooking? Who wouldn't?? It's great!). Then offers to host them whenever they need a place to go. You know... in case this whole "weird, non-defensable location" thing doesn't work out.

Is she a Jedi? No. She is very INFAMOUSLY Coruscant's "Basement Cryptid". She crawls out to trade whatever weird shit she's found with the jedi and occasionally the Mando'ade (turns out there's a mountain over there. Used to be some sort of forge?).

So like? Her base keeps growing. And growing. Aaaaand growing. Cause what ELSE is she to do with her free time? Boredom leads to madness after all.

It becomes a legit biodome.

The way breaks out.

A certain order goes out. But? Well. Crazy Aunty Basement told all of them how to reach her, and they quote, "DEFENSEABLE" and "SAFE" biodome. Nothing can GET to her unless SHE want it too.

The Creche Masters? Don't even TRY to make it to the ships. They're surrounded. They'd never make it. But DOWN? Down they can do. They flee. Knights and masters guarding the back. EVERYONE has heard about how SAFE she says it is. And in this moment of fear and chaos? When their HOME is no longer safe? Well, it's the closest, strongest option.

They lose a lot of persures in the Sith temple. More to the rats.

Panting into their air masks, they are met half way by Oc, who leads them to safety. Past zombies and rats, sarlacc and hidden lethalities. Through the gloom and swirling gasses. To an airlock. Children first. Then injured. Then the rest. Hundreds more then would have ever survived.

All deep beneath the crust. Untouchable. A time capsule at the heart of the empire. And it BURNS in the Sith's heart, that he can not reach them, no matter what he tries. Because nothing short of destroying Coruscant itself could do it. They're burrowed too deep. And he would NEVER give up his festering jewel.

Best of all?

:3c she still has fuckin Space Twitter. *posts "Day 894 of Paplitations still being a whiny, sore loser, cry baby bitch" dispite the empires best minds trying to ban her* hehehe~☆ the jedi might not seek revenge. But she's not a jedi, now is she? *posts a poorly done AI video of Obi-Wan Kenobi kicking Palpatine's ass. Specifically because the poor quality of it all will EXTRA annoy him*

@worm-strung-string @legitimatesatanspawn @mayfay @hdgnj @babbling-babull @spidori @lolottes @leftnotright

[alamogirl80]

It’s the little things…

[wonderfulsoap]

Okay so imagine this. Everyone knows that the Coruscant guards are mistreated by the senate and the public. And they don’t have anyone to protect them or ensure they get supplies or medical care. Some concerned Coruscanti citizens noticed a trooper on patrol one day, far too young to be deployed, carrying his helmet in his hand, limping, and staring off into the distance with the saddest, wettest tooka eyed expression they had ever seen. It was the type of heartbroken look that could only be outmatched by those holo-commercials of sad shelter animals looking for love and a home, while dramatically sad music played.

Which gave them an idea.

Sneaky photographers captured holopics of injured and starved troopers on their patrols. Take those photos, add some heart-wrenching music, and bam! Before long, Coruscant’s biggest holo-tv channels were being bombarded with the new commercials, telling viewers that for only 20 credits a month, they can sponsor one of these poor troopers with a care package of ration bars, medical supplies, and perhaps an encouraging message. Kind hearted donors could give 100 credits a month and give blankets, pillows, and recreational items to make sure their sponsored troopers are warm and happy. In return, donors can receive a picture of their sponsored trooper with their name and CT number.

Sponsoring Coruscant guards became a wildly popular way of showcasing people’s support for the republic war effort. People would often ask to sponsor specific soldiers they saw on patrol or on holotelevision. Commander Fox has at least 15 sponsors. Many of the littler troopers have gotten adoption requests from mandalorians living on Coruscant. Turns out their big sad tooka eyes were impossible to resist. Especially our young trooper, who was the first to receive an adoption request. The guard allowed it.

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[howdidthisevenhappenanyway]

I do think there are levels on coruscant that are abandoned because of feral monster problems. some of them are because of feral animals of a normal kind that managed to escape, find one another and mate, eventually becoming a very big problem. there are enough pests that they somehow survive and some politician somewhere has vested interest in the area being abandoned for a few generations so they keep the oxygen supply on so the infestation stays alive and the sentients don’t move in.

other levels it’s a sithspawn problem. the jedi used to have dedicated hunters but their shrinking numbers and increasing senate oversight meaning everyone’s time is accounted for mean that there are less hunts.

then the coruscant guard move in and they really can’t tell the difference between sinthspawn level and normal animal level so they hunt and eat both.

it’s fine :)