Captain Disco My Beloved

Captain Disco my beloved

I've been practicing with Temuera pics

here's the original pic for reference

The mission went wrong, Disco was captured and Rezzeh's balance tilted to the dark side in order to protect him.

Just remember, attachments are forbidden.

I am like, SUPER PROUD of this piece so please give it some love.

I'll post what happened later, or not... don't expect anything from me

This is just angst, from Disco's wounded body to Rezzeh's lightsaber turning red, lmao

i just remembered that right after watching "Kamino lost" i dreamt of being on Kamino, but not in Tipoca City, but in a trading city, now i know Kamino did not have trading cities but hear me out.

The sky was light blue, not a cloud in sight, the floor was that same metallic white as every other Kaminoan building, it was a wide space with only one wall to the far right, connected to a metal roof that covered 1/3 of the floor against the occasional rain, just under the rood there were long boxy metal tables, made for the merchants to set their wares during the storms.

But today there was no storm, All the merchants were settled to the right side, right under the sun, with their wooden crates and tables, colorful fruits and vegetables, it was the prettiest thing I've ever seen, unlike the premade tables under the roof, the merchants didn't follow a strict line, some were placed the long way, others made a roundabout with their wares, some even had their droids running around, helping or playing with each other.

There were also some merchants under the roof, races from cold planets, chiss who preferred the darkness, they had metal parts, hard to get materials and the one sketchy weapon vendor. That side may not have been as colorful, but it was all the more intriguing, most of the merchants didn't even set up lights, so the only thing you could see was the reflection on the metal, the spooky silhouettes, and the red eyes in the dark.

Between the boxy metals and the lively merchants there was enough space to park the Havoc Marauder, the Razor crest or even the Millennium Falcon, all made so that the city would allow merchants and buyers from all places in the galaxy.

This city was big, i could tell even from where i was standing at the dock, just beside some old Miraluka lady who sold exotic flowers from dangerous worlds. Just where the market ended there were buildings, marchants who settled in and built stores, not a single house for they went away for weeks at a time and came back just to sell their finds.

i dont know if someone would find this interesting, but i had to write it before i forgot it.

This

Sometimes you just have to give your general a tactical shut up kiss

I present: Rezzeh Avsil, DJ Jedi General of the 147th FM Radio Troopers and Disco, Clone Captain of the 147th FM Radio Troopers

Yes it's rushed but it was 4am you can't blame me, it was supposed to be a small doodle comic but i got a little too excited with the lights in the 4th panel

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