im pretty sure this is how the tbobf kicking out scene went like word for word (ok maybe the last panel's what my brother yelled when we watched it)
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im pretty sure this is how the tbobf kicking out scene went like word for word (ok maybe the last panel's what my brother yelled when we watched it)
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Di’kut
(Part one)
You didn’t mean to stumble across the covert, you merely meant to find new parts for your star cruiser and maybe a new gig as a mechanic.
Part two: part three:
Translations below
You stepped out of your cruiser onto the desert planet. The scorching sun met your helmet as you stepped out and surveyed the land. The sketchy buildings and market were the first to catch your eye.
“This looks like a shit hole,”
Looking back at my star cruiser you say
“Guess we’ll fit right in then, huh shit box?”
Walking through the market of the secluded planet people gawked, not exactly surprising considering most mandalorians have previously been wiped out. Only a few left to scourge the planets and do kriff knows what. You overheard some of the towns people speak of the ‘other mandalorians’ you nearly stopped right there and begged to know where they were. But you didn’t, you had to keep it together, no matter how much you had longed to be with your own kind. You were fine on your own. Kriff sake you hadn’t even seen another mandalorian since the purge. You continued walking; looking through the market you found some parts for your ship, though you did have to haggle a bit since you were a bit cheap.
“500 credits? Kriff no that part is barely worth 200 credits! I could get a better deal on kamino!”
Your voice modulator hummed
The shopkeeper mumbled something like ‘can’t have shit on Kamino.’ but you ignored it. You were lying your ass off but you were good at it.
“Fine I can do 400 credits.”
“300.”
“350.”
“Fine.”
You handed over the credits and took your parts back to your ship. That part was worth 500 at the least but you got one hell of a discount for it. Seeing your ship in the distance you sped your walking. In a moment you heard shuffling and whipped around to a tall mandalorian in shiny beskar armor charging you. You flung your parts away from you and grabbed hold of your vibroblade and blaster. Aiming the vibroblade towards him swinging at him and catching his breastplate with a screeching noise. Leaving an ugly scar in his armor. Kicking his leg out you fell back landing on the ground with a ‘thud’ and had the air knocked out of you. He kneeled over you and demanded
“Who are you?”
You raised your leg wrapping it around the man’s torso you rolled the both of you over. Now you kneeling over him with your blade held at his throat
“A stormtrooper obviously.”
You could feel the glare of the man through his helmet. You began to get up grabbing him just above the wrist you pulled him up.
“We’ll if you don’t mind, I’m going to get back to repairing my ship so I can get out of this shit hole thanks.”
You could feel his confusion and you turned back again
“Look I’m not trying to hunt you or the ‘other mandalorians’ that I heard about in the market. I just came to this planet to get parts and get back to work fixing ships.”
You began to walk again
“Come to the covert.”
You looked at him quizzically, tilting your helmet a little as you stared.
“I do not really have a choice in the matter do I?”
“No.”
“Well may I at least put my parts in my ship?”
He agreed. You hauled your various parts back to your ship and put them in a storage unit in your ship. You debated ditching him and getting away from this planet but your ship was in no shape to escape with. You ultimately left your ship and followed the large burly man and you rejoiced at the thought of seeing your kind once again.
The two of you navigated the market and past the small village to wherever the ‘covert’ was. You decided to speak up
“Do I get to know your name or must I call you tin can ?”
He glanced down at you
“Din Djarin, but you may call me Din.”
“Alor Din Djarin?”
“You may just call me Din, what clan do you belong to?”
“I am of the Verde clan, though it isn’t much of a family now as I am the last of the Clan Verde.”
He nodded and the rest of the walk remained silent. You came to the top of a dune and saw the encampment below just past a large glittering lake. You saw children playing in their oversized mandalorian helmets. You two began to descend from the dune and towards the camp. Mandalorians began toward you, alor Din began to push through them until there stood a large man clad in Blue beskar.
Oh look another fic and it’s Paz Vizsla! Yay I have most of part two as a draft right now so it should be out soon. If there are a lot of errors let me know it’s a little late and I just wanted to push out something before I went to sleep lmao.
Translations:
alor: leader, boss, basically anyone higher ‘rank’ than oneself.
I like the idea that when everything’s said and done Din could remove his helmet again and in fact he tries to! Tries being the key word because each time Paz slams it back down faster than he can take it off
𐐪𐑂 Mandalorian🌌💣
𐐪𐑂 Bo-Katan Kryze
𐐪𐑂 Boba Fett
𐐪𐑂 Cara Dune
𐐪𐑂 Dr. Pershing
𐐪𐑂 Greef Karga
𐐪𐑂 Grogu
𐐪𐑂 Mando
𐐪𐑂 Paz Visla
𐐪𐑂 The Armour
So, @bellsyafterdark ... I might be doing the thing 😆
I think we need to vote on the most sexy, sassy helmet look of Paz we can find.
UPDATE
Here's one idea, the roses will go but I tried to take an element from the shots submitted
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It comes in Clear Holographic now!
idk if i need mando ep 8 to come out sooner or later so i can recover from the end of ep7 holy moly
@ryehouses’ fic jare’ko definitely did not grab me by the throat, I definitely have not reread it about 8 times and I have totally normal amounts of feelings about it! Here! Have the stupidest joke imaginable.
Edit: tumblr ate the resolution, click to be able to fucking read it.
My desire to draw actual fanart of AST met my sense of inflated humour so this is more polished then it has a right to be.
(Paz honey I love you but drawing even a backwards facing bust nearly killed me. I hate your armour <3)
Din is his surname???