#disabled clones

[artralichoard]

No Order 66 AU... but it can't save all the clones. Once Palpatine is killed, Commander Fox, who was in the room fighting against the brothers the Jedi brought with them, collapses like the puppet he was treated as with his strings cut.

The control over the chip severed by whatever sith magic Palps was using when he got decapitated. By that point, palpatine had been using the chips on the Corrie Guard, but Fox especially regularly for pretty much the whole war. The chip in Fox's head had degraded rapidly, and the sudden cut off when Palps died further causes damage to Fox brain.

The GAR and the Jedi and the Rebublic won! But many of the corries suffer long term mental effects from the chip ussage. Clones needing bracers to help with balance as they walk, many developed a slur, stutter or some other form of speech impediment. Some struggle with hand eye cordination, or effects similar to stroke survivors.

Fox,, Fox is confined to a hoverchair. He becomes catatonic, and suffers severe mental trauma. He has good days where he can communicate with things like eye gaze technologies and other speech aids. But he has more bad days than good days where the mental strain and trauma he endured is too much and can't effectively communicate at all.

The Jedi healers and masters that help care for permanitely disabled or elderly Jedi, also take very good care of Fox and the other injured Clones inside the temple.

Fox's brothers visit him daily when they can. They talk about how their lives are going after the war, talk about families they start to create, let Fox know that he'll always be their vod and they'll stay by his side always. Sometimes he smiles with them (more crooked than ever before) and gives short responses back. But sometimes he is completely unresponsive to outside stimuli. The other clones do NOT let this deter them, and F9x has a steady stream of visitors.

Fox likes to sit with the younglings in the creche, all the light and laughter and care. He cant handle the noise and chaos for too long though. He absolutely ADORES the room of a thousand fountains however. If you find Fox there, you will also likely see him surrounded by animals, especially the tookas. If Fox is having a particularly good day, you'll see him petting the tooka that claimed the spot on his lap.

Just. Disabled clones finding joy and peace after the war with the Jedi and their brothers.

[toschestationed]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

After a solo mission on Felucia, Fives gets a pretty bad cold... or maybe the flu? This would be fine, except that clones aren't supposed to be able to get sick. Rather than risk his ARC trooper status, he decides to tough it out, which goes about as well as he could expect. Featuring a disabled Hardcase, who lived through Umbara but now has to juggle chronic pain and a Z-6.

I wrote a thing! It's been a little bit since I've written anything, but I finally decided to post a fanfic that's been hiding out in my notes for the last year or so.

Originally, this was just a bunch of disjointed plot bulletpoints for an entirely different character, but I changed it up some and made it my own.

When I first got into fanfics, my favorites were usually the low-stakes hurt/comfort ones, for example, random characters getting a cold. It was always fun because Character A could win every fight, but give them a cold and they're actively dying, and Character B is torn between being actually concerned and really just wanting to smack them. Honestly, it's an interesting character dynamic, and I like being able to imagine what certain characters would be like in these scenarios. The last time I wrote an entire fic like this, I think I was back in high school, so it was kinda fun to write and see how I'd improved since then. Enjoy!

[one-real-wrimonkey]

A group of Corries (the same group who dyed Fox’s hair) took Fox’s cane while he was in the senate with the boring (gift from Palps) walking stick and replaced it with a second one they’d made and covered in red, white and black glitter.

He loved it.

[one-real-wrimonkey]

I’m still thinking about Fox and his bedazzled walking stick.

[one-real-wrimonkey]

Three new Corries for you all.

Firstly we have Reef, another biome Corrie. She has long hair she bleaches blonde and got her name after Tundí read an article about coral reefs on Mon Cala being bleached. Ink made a joke about the corals being bleached just like her hair and Reef became her name. Reef has fantastic music taste, her vode will disagree but she knows her taste is good. She also helps a few other vode grow herbs for the bases cooks to bring some flavour to their nutrimush.

Secondly we have Icecap. Icecap learned glaciers exist and never looked back, though he’s yet to actually see one, it’s his big dream to actually see one. Well, it’s his big dream to go to a university and study and actually get to work studying them, but he tries to be realistic. Icecap was crushed to realise that another term for a Cirque glacier was a Corrie and that he’d missed it when he chosen his name, but he stuck with Icecap. He decided to save Cirque for someone who needed it.

Icecap named Cirque a month after he joined the Guard.

Cirque came from a front line battalion but was reassigned to the Guard after a hip injury that left him desk bound. He struggled with fitting in, with adjusting to his new disability and the truth about what was happening in the Guard and he found himself really struggling to feel like he belonged or get over his guilt. Especially the guilt, because in his mind he still considered himself GAR and the GAR had only made things harder for their Corrie vode.

His old name didn’t fit, he couldn’t do the things he’d always been able to do, didn’t have the friends he’d always had. That version of him was gone. But this new version of him didn’t feel right either, he didn’t feel like he deserved to socialise with the Corries or that they’d have wanted him there when he was an outsider, a part of the GAR that had been bullying them totally ignorant of the truth. He was really struggling to see himself as one of them.

But Icecap is very stubborn, especially about looking after vode who spend a lot of time alone and don’t lean on the support their vode offer, and firstly Cirque made the mistake of letting Icecap inside his guard. Icecap named him Cirque, for a powerful body of ice constrained by its environment but able to shape the landscape it had access to. It took a few days for Cirque to discover another name for a Cirque was a Corrie, but he actually found he liked it. For the first time since arriving, it felt like it fit.