A Grievous Setback
Princess Luna stood beside her taller, more stoic big sister while the Republic’s soldiers cleared out their castle. What she saw appalled the night princess. Cloned soldiers, their faces identical to those she had found dead aboard the Fateful, were hoisting the bodies of their dead and wounded onto their ships. The condition of the bodies was revolting – many looked as though they had been brutally maimed. One was missing his head, another looked to have been outright torn in half. The courtyard where Grievous had been captured was in shambles, its cobblestones coated with ash and blood. Seeing such a scene on an alien spaceship was one thing, to see it in her very home was quite another. It reminded Luna of just how fragile the peaceful beauty of Equestria could be. She mumbled a prayer of thanks to the old gods that none of the dead had been ponies, at the very least.
And then Grievous was marched out.
Luna couldn’t help but let out a gasp. If the Kaleesh cyborg had been a horror to look upon before, now he was an outright nightmare to behold. His white armor was scorched black in many places and covered in streams and splatters of reddish-black human blood. His long arms – all four of them – were gone, looking to have been severed near the shoulders. Luna couldn’t imagine how painful that must have been, and still be. His legs were bound by no less than three separate pairs of cuffs, forcing him to walk slowly, Obi Wan Kenobi and a number of clone troopers directly behind him.
But by far the worst thing about him were his eyes. They had already been unpleasant to look into, yellow and slitted and generally reptilian as they had been. But now they were bottomless pools of seething hatred staring back at Luna, making her feel as though she were some insect under the magnifying glass of a cruel god. The misery and loathing she felt pouring from him in waves made the alicorn feel both nervous and, though she tried to suppress it, a little bit guilty.
General Grievous halted his march not far from where the royal sisters stood. His escort immediately began readying their weapons, but all he did was stare at the two. Luna’s ears twitched nervously, and she fought the urge to shy away from the alien she had sold out to save her nation.
“You are all going to die for this, you know,” said Grievous in a voice that seemed strangely calm. “You, your families, your friends, and your people – all of them will die because of what you have done today. That I can promise you.”
“They will be doing no such thing,” said Obi Wan, activating his lightsaber and brandishing it warningly at the cyborg’s back. “And unless you wish to force me to remove your legs and carry you, I suggest you keep moving.”
Grievous snarled at his Jedi captor, but reluctantly continued trudging along at his slow pace without a further word. He was marched up the boarding ramp of a waiting Nu-class Republic attack shuttle. Kenobi and the clones followed him up the ramp, and a short time later the Jedi Master came back down. He strode towards the two princesses.
“Your highnesses,” said Obi Wan, bowing his head slightly. He looked dirty and exhausted. “You have my gratitude for the use of your palace, and for your assistance in leading General Grievous to me. His capture here would not have possible without you. It will save many lives, and perhaps do much more. So, again, you have my sincerest thanks.”
“I am simply thankful that none of our subjects were harmed in this operation,” replied Celestia. “Though I am sorry to say that the same cannot be said of your men.”
Obi Wan sighed wearily. “No, it cannot. We’ve taken the wounded for treatment, and our dead for proper burial. I regret to report that we couldn’t do much about the mess, though.”
Luna’s blue eyes wandered down to Master Kenobi’s utility belt, which she observed now held not one lightsaber but six. With a slight start, she recognized them for the very same weapons Grievous had been wielding.
Obi Wan followed the princess’ gaze. “These lightsabers were taken from Jedi that Grievous murdered in the past. They will be returned to the Jedi Temple, to be buried with honor in our traditional ceremony,” he sighed heavily again. “In many cases I don’t doubt these will be the only things we have left of our comrades. The good general is not known for being gentle to our bodies.”
Princess Luna found herself pitying Kenobi at that moment. For all that Grievous self-evidently loathed the man and his order, and despite the coercion Admiral Tarkin had employed, this Obi Wan didn’t seem to be a bad man. He looked, more than anything, tired. Tired of war and death and burying his soldiers and his fellows. The alicorn found herself wishing she could have met him under different circumstances.
“Regardless,” the Jedi continued, snapping Luna from her thoughts. “I shall see General Grievous up to our ships and ensure that he is properly imprisoned. Then I hope to return as swiftly as possible to conclude our business here,” he paused. “You still wish to join the Republic, do you not?”
“We seem to have no choice now, Master Kenobi,” answered Celestia. “With what we have done, by Grievous’ own words the Separatists will seek our blood. How else can protect ourselves?”
The Jedi’s expression saddened slightly. “Yes…” he bowed his head again. “For anything that it’s worth to you, I apologize in the deepest of manners for Admiral Tarkin’s behavior. I will do everything I can to see to it that he is punished for his actions.”
“We thank thee for thy concern,” Luna said. “When thou returnest, thou shalt contact this Chancellor Palpatine on our behalf, nay?”
“Yes your highness,” Kenobi replied. “I shall personally speak with him before you and urge him to accept your application in the strongest of terms. When I do, I swear I shall not leave the planet until it is granted.”
“That is reassuring to hear,” said Celestia. “We bid you all speed in your journey.”
“Thank you, your highness. May the Force be with you.”
“And with thee, Master Kenobi.”
Obi Wan Kenobi gave a final nod of the head, and then turned and marched back the way he had come. He climbed the shuttle’s ramp and disappeared inside it. Seconds later, the shuttle’s blue thrusters fired up and the ramp retracted inside. It and the LAAT gunships lifted slowly off the ground before zipping forwards and picking up speed and altitude. The group was soon gone from sight, vanished into the storm clouds still covering Canterlot.
“Well sister,” said Celestia, after they had watched the alien ships depart. “I suppose we had better round up everypony and tell them that it now safe to return to the castle,” she looked at the devastated courtyard. “And get a cleaning crew, I think.”
“Wouldst…” Luna shied away slightly.
Celestia looked curiously at her sister.
“Wouldst thou mind doing that, Tia? We… We…” Luna gestured mutely at the castle tower that had been her home, where most of the chase had taken place.
Celestia looked sympathetic. “Of course, Lulu. Take all the time you need.”
“Thank thee, Tia,” Luna embraced her sister. The two held each other for some time before letting go.
Princess Luna wandered through her palace tower for some time. The place had, to put it mildly, been thoroughly trashed. The exterior, needless to say, bore the marks of a rocket launcher and more than one blaster shot. Inside, Grievous’ wild flight through the corridors and blaster bolts that had come after him had taken their toll on the elegant tower marble and many works of art within. Some, even including ones that had been old and valuable when Luna had become Nightmare Moon, were utterly ruined. The priceless stained glass window the night princess had commissioned to mark her return to sanity had also been smashed into so many jagged shards.
The alicorn dreaded what she might see when she came to her own quarters, and her premonition did not fail her. The double doors she had spent so many hours lovely crafting had been blown of their hinges and torn into pieces. Inside was even worse. Everything was a wreck, without exception. If it wasn’t burned by blaster fire or covered in barely-dried blood, it had simply been smashed to splinters by sheer physical force. Her bed, her carpets, her furniture, her antique book collection – all of it was ruined now, beyond repair. Now Luna knew how Twilight Sparkle had felt after Tirek’s attack, only months ago. Had it really been so short a time? Luna shook her head and sighed. It felt like longer.
The night princess stared down at an enormous blood stain covering one of her imported rugs. What had happened to the man who had spilled that blood, she wondered? Was he crippled for life? Did he yet live at all? What kind of life did a clone soldier have to go back to even if he did survive? Without father or mother or sister or brother, or any family at all, how did one even live? To be grown in a lab for the sole purpose of war…
Luna shuddered at the thought.
The more the night princess learned about these Clone Wars, the more she found herself sympathizing with both sides. And, more to the point, the more she feared the idea of them coming to her beloved Equestria. Looking at the clone’s shed blood once more and recalling Grievous’ promise to her, Luna couldn’t help but wonder.
Had they done the right thing?
Onboard the Invisible Hand, Count Dooku sat on the command throne in silent, stoic meditation. All around him droids worked their consoles, struggling to keep the ship going and obey the barked commands of General Kalani. Outside, the blackness of space had been lit up by the sight of turbolasers and explosions, the Republic and Separatist cruisers exchanging fire while countless small fighters zipped between them, chasing one another or strafing the larger vessels.
Dooku ignored all of that. His sole focus was on the currents of the dark side of the Force, and on the mission his Master had given him. What he needed to do next was not as straightforward as it seemed, he could sense that much. The dark side was calling to him, trying to tell him something. His brow furrowed even further as the old man struggled to determine what it was the Force wanted to show him.
Seconds turned into minutes while Count Dooku sat immobile, wholly consumed by his meditation. The battle outside raged on, the thoughts and feelings and pain and death of those participating stirring the currents of the Force around them, though they knew it not.
Then, in an instant, Dooku’s eyes sprang open. He had his answer.
“General Kalani?” he said, rising to his feet and brushing a slight bit of dust from the shoulder of his cape.
The super tactical droid turned his three orange photoreceptors to regard the elderly human. “My lord?” he asked.
“The bridge is yours, general,” Dooku answered, turning and beginning to stride quickly towards the exit. “Ensure that the battle continues. I sense that my presence is required… elsewhere.”
General Grievous sat within the Nu-class shuttle in sullen silence. Normally a troop transport, this particular version had been modified to carry energy cages instead of more clones. The cyborg sat within the cramped confines of one, legs still shackled, clone troopers and Jedi Master alike standing vigil outside.
“You know,” said Kenobi, during the bumpy ride through the atmosphere. “If you cooperate, the Senate may be inclined to show leniency.”
Grievous said nothing.
“If you will tell us the identities of your masters, you might even be granted amnesty,” Obi Wan went on. “We know you are working with a highly-placed Sith Lord by the name of Darth Sidious. Tell us what you know about him, and I am certain we can strike a deal.”
Grievous’ only answer was a burning stare interrupted by a hacking cough.
Obi Wan frowned. “Have it your way then,” he said, stalking off to the front of the shuttle, out of the cyborg’s sight. But Grievous’ keen sense of hearing could still make out the sound of a holoprojector being activated.
“General Kenobi,” came the sound of a new voice with an Outer Rim accent.
“Admiral Tarkin, where are those fighters you promised us? We’re halfway out of the atmosphere and I haven’t seen a single one, much less three squadrons.”
“My apologies, general,” said this Tarkin, sounding to Grievous’ ears insincere. “But I’m afraid the Separatist fleet is pressing us harder than anticipated.”
The cyborg’s augmented heart leaped. Separatist fleet?! They were here?! Now?! Grievous barely resisted the urge to lean in closer to the cage’s bars, as it would make it too obvious to the clone troopers what he was doing.
“The fighters I intended to escort your and our prisoner were caught up in dogfight to protect one of our cruisers from enemy Hyena bombers. I have, however, dispatched alternates from the shipboard reserves. You should be in contact momentarily.”
“My thanks, admiral. Everything is ready shipboard?”
“Yes, general. Our brig is ready to receive the enemy of the state, and the fleet is prepared to jump to lightspeed once you are safely onboard.”
“And leave these people to the Separatists?!” Kenobi sounded incredulous.
“Yes. Is that a problem?”
Grievous wanted to laugh. The worthless alien equines had betrayed him to the Republic and now it sounded as though the Republic was getting ready to betray them as it had his people. His fellows would scour the planet looking for him, and when he was not found destroy the aliens for their impudence. His promise would be fulfilled without his even doing anything. Grievous’ only regret would be that he wasn’t there to see it himself.
Unfortunately, Kenobi insisted on putting a damper on that as well. “Yes that is a problem, admiral!” he was half shouting. “Those people aided us!”
“They are not Republic citizens,” the officer reasoned. “I see no reason that we should waste our resources to defend them now that we already have what we came for.”
“We are not abandoning them, Admiral Tarkin!” Obi Wan declared firmly. “That is an order! Am I clear enough?”
“Yes, general,” Tarkin sounded sour.
In the next second, Grievous heard the sound of the holoprojector switching off. Kenobi returned to the shuttle’s converted brig shortly thereafter.
Obi Wan Kenobi breathed a small sigh of relief when General Grievous was marched into the detention cell onboard the Liberator. He had had a distressingly bad feeling about the trip, but surprisingly not only had Admiral Tarkin been true to his word, everything else had proceeded smoothly as well. Yes, there had been a few flight of Vulture droid starfighters that had come distressingly close, but the clone-piloted starfighters of the Republic had been enough to see them off. They hand landed in one of the Victory-class Star Destroyer’s ventral fighter bays without incident and marched the captive cyborg to the brig. Now that he was enclosed in four walls of solid durasteel, the Jedi Master felt much better.
Obi Wan began making his way towards the ship’s bridge, pondering precisely what the premonition he had felt meant. Perhaps the battle outside was going poorly? Admiral Tarkin was many things, but a coward was not one of them. He wouldn’t have suggested retreat if he didn’t genuinely think there was a serious chance of the Republic losing. He would want the prestige of destroying another Separatist fleet added to his record if he could at all get it. The Jedi stroked his beard in thought.
Kenobi was so busy musing on the potentials that he almost missed the sounds of ship-wide alarms going off. Wails sounded throughout the vast behemoth, and red lights on the ceiling flashed an emergency warning pattern. Torn from his thoughts, Obi Wan struggled for half a second to recognize what specific alarm was going off. When his training kicked in, the Jedi Master turned on his heels in the hurry, biting back a curse. What did he expect, that this was going to be easy? Of course it was that alarm.
The boarding alarm.
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Where the effing hell is Anakin Sky walker?
Layin on the "Grevious" puns pretty thick their Snakestaff
Also, why the fuck can they not just send one cruiser with Grevious back to Coruscant and have the rest of the fleet guard Equus?!
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Because the battle is very close, with the Separatist forces having the slight edge. Sending one of their five big ships - their flagship at that - away would tip the battle decisively for the CIS. Which would of course leave the ponies who helped them to the tender mercies of Count Dooku. Obi Wan wouldn't approve.
5567137 maybe they wouldn't have enough ships to continue fighting. I think i remember the Separatists talking about the republic not having nearly enough ships to fight them a few chapters back.
I could be wrong though
but i would put Grievous on the most defend able ship that i would have in my fleet or whatever the republic have with them at the time. And i wouldn't want my best ship leaving while the rest fight
5567159 Lovely. So they're going to hash it out till Grevious gets recaptured. Let the battle continue!
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5567159 And while there fighting above the planets surface Twilights studying the Technology that Grevious left behind, and is most likely becoming extremely attuned with the machinery. They seriousely should have spend atleast some time scouring the planet to remove the left over materials and tech before the locals learn how to turn their own tech against them.
Do it... Kill him!
I wonder in what direction this story will continue. I also am curious more about what will happen to Grievous...
I want him to get new rune encrafted armor
is this storyline take place during episode 3 or before order 66 can happen?
if equestria join republic well good luck being a slave to the empire later on im sure they didnt see that comming
5567116 I do believe that was addressed quite a while ago.
The issue is still uncertain. What role will the ponies play in the next parts?
Awesome chapter, man! I'm loving this story! Maybe let the Republic win so we can have a sequel with the Empire?
5567196 First off, Kenobi wouldn't be with a bunch of clone troopers if order 66 has already happened. So, there is that
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ohhh
No matter what happens, its bad in the long run for equestria.
hot, you are rely are on fire on this story. seeing at the rate you trowing out
5567116 read the second chapter
5567116 its been discussed, you weren't listening.
All it takes is Grievous getting face to face with one one droid, for him to give one order into one radio. After that... orbital bombardment. No restraint.
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EEEEEEEEEEE! I CAN'T WAIT!
So now Dooku is on his way to free Grievous. I hope the rescue mission doesn't take too long to accomplish. I really want to see the general return to Equestria to make good on his promise.
Speaking of his promise. I wonder which of the cities will be the first to suffer an orbital bombardment. I'm sure it won't be Canterlot since Grievous is definitely going to want to kill everyone there personally. So my vote goes to Manehatten.
I'm curious. Are you going to stick with the Star Wars "Cannon" (I use that term loosely) storyline as it pertains to the Clone Wars & Prequel Trilogy? I mean, as of right now this is a crossover, so cannon pretty much gets flushed down the toilet anyway. And to be quite honest, I wouldn't mind if you didn't stick to it. It would make the story a hell of a lot more interesting. roundstable.com/forums/images/smilies/sweetieyes.png
5567603 When did he get bear hands? I thought he had robot hands.
Dooku is boarding is he? That... Is a huge problem, if not an outright death sentence for everyone aboard that ship. Dooku has out fenced Obi-wan plenty of times, and he only really ever stood a decent chance with Anakin on his side. This guy was capable of dominating GRIEVOUS in a lightsaber duel for Pete's sake! Not to mention that he know of and has exploited Obi-wan's weak force shield. As far as I'm concerned, Good Ol' Ben's best chance is to sett a trap for the Sith lord with the best clone troopers he has, and even then there's a chance that Dooku will see, if not feel, it coming.
Hopefully, Kenobi is running towards the escape pods... Probably not.
The good news is that Grievous is unlikely to spend more then an hour or two longer in that cell! Yay!
5567185 To be fair, they might already have done that, and it wouldn't really matter if Kenobi is able to keep his promise, seeing as they would join the repuplic in turn. And even if they don't join either faction? And assuming that the republic did leave the battle droids behind, it would, yet again, be rather insignificant as far as the war is concerned. They are likely to learn a lot from the droids, but they are still at least a millennium behind compared to the Repuplic/separatist in technology, among many other things. They wouldn't be able to mass produce the weapons, much less the droids themselves with the little they have. And if they could, the weapons would take to long to study the designs and find ways to compatible them to their own technology (if that's even possible), and yet again, by the time they MIGHT be able to build the weapons, and train people in their use, the battle over their planet would have ended a long time ago, and if the repuplic won, they could just learn from them. If the separatist won? They would either have been annihilated or enslaved by that time.
So yeah, doesn't really matter, unless grievous is going to return to ponyville in a escape-pod, and that has a slim chance of happening.
Sorry about the rant.
5567620 Didn't you know? Grievous is half Kaleesh, half cyborg, half bear. Obviously.
Surprised they didn't use the shuttle to jump out of the system.
Still, this ride is fun.
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Can't the NU-Class shuttles go into hyperspace?
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Another great chapter, keep 'em coming!
#GetFukkenRekt
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Actually, I think it'd be much crueler to leave them be.
Think about it for a second.
This peaceful, harmonious planet has now been dragged into a galaxy-spanning war. By one nation.
That's gonna piss off the rest of the races on the planet to no end, don't you think? I'd say that was more than enough cause for them to declare war on Equestria.
Secondly, the planet is now going to have to join the Republic, who, at this point, are LOOSING THE WAR. Do you think that, in such dire straits, that the resources the planet has are going to be left untouched? Of course not! Waging war on a Galactic scale is a vastly expensive enterprise, so they're going to have to pay some pretty heavy tithes... And, seeing as they don't have any technology that even comes close to the rest of the galaxy, that's going to be paid in raw materials. Massive mining facilities like the one below are going to be popping up all over the place.
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And it's unlikely to stop there. The magical abilities of Celestia and Luna and those of your average Unicorns is going to present a unique opportunity for both sides, as the author's pointed out before! Every major organisation is going to be chomping at the bit (Pun most certainly intended) to get a piece of that sweet, sweet pony
assmagic. Especially the more unscrupulous ones, such as the Hutt Syndicate, and Black Sun, a galaxy-spanning criminal organisation that, during the Clone Wars, is rapidly expanding its operations whilst the Republic is focused on the war.The CIS is going to be the biggest problem, though. It's not too hard to imagine that they'd try to seize the planet for themselves, and if they succeeded? Well, it's goodbye pretty pretty harmony place, hello Droid factories!
And then we come to the biggest issue.
When the Republic becomes the Galactic Empire, the process of Imperialization begins in earnest. Worlds with Non-Human populations bear the brunt of this process in particular. They have their Governments entirely supplanted by an Imperial Governor. Planets that are discontent with Imperial rule are forced into line by the Tarkin Doctrine of "rule by fear of force rather than force itself". However, Non-Human planets are much more likely to be subjected to direct force to ensure compliance. Many planets are subjected to Orbital Bombardment of major cities, and even full-scale invasion.
Oh, and particularly useful alien races are often forced to become slaves, to be bought and sold across the galaxy.
Basically, they're so fucked.
Too bad Master Yoda isn't around.
"Slap your shit, I will."
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Sure, but why would you trust your most important prisoner to one? Look at what can happen:
5567690 Same could be said about Aniken, it would take forever to train him in the ways of jedi or sith, and in that time the war would already be over between the Republic and Sepratists. Instead it only takes the whining whelp several years to become powerful enough to eradicate the Jedi Order under the command of Darth Sidius.
A very smart pony could easily industrialize Equestria, especially if that pony is as influential as Twilight sparkle, and with Whatever she is able to learn of the battle droids, just from studying them, she could easily reverse engineer not only their Machinery, but also their production processes replacing parts with magic where needed. A year is all she would need to get everything rolling in the right direction, Two for the factory to be set up, and four to have a sizeable force to challenge both the Cis and the Republic. If the battle above stalls for long enough, the pony's could easily become a superpower with whatever tech they've been able to gather so far.
I am concerned for the safety of Best Princess, her family, her friends, and her people.
I just finally caught up, and I'm sorry if somewhere in the near 1.000 comments someone already said what I'm about to, but considering this is whats on my mind and after asking on feedback on my userpage here it is. Also, I'm not from a English speaking country so I apologize in advance for any possible mistakes made on my rant.
Up 'till Luna's exploration of the crashed ship on the moon Celestia's and Luna's actions made sense and seemed logical, listening to the new guest, but verifying the information where possible, and not giving to much help or information until deemed safe. Then of course comes what bothers me, after confirming their guests are a bunch of lying killer robots and/or cyborg, involved in a war that might affect Equestria just by their presence their common sense seems to stop. They confirmed Grievous already lied to them, he is heavily armored and tough in a fight even without weapons not crafted onto his body, something Luna experienced first hoof, but they decide to leave Twilight in a very dangerous situation by leaving her out of the loop despite housing not only Grievous but a noticeable presence of dangerous troops when Ponyville lacks a royal guard presence. They don't seem to take further samples of technology from the crash, just a single blaster that seems to be ignored later on. Even ignoring the benefits of reverse engineering all the alien tech a simple gathering of robot armor plating and clone armor parts to test the effectiveness of spell and weapons fire on ground troops is a rather pressing concern with the possibility of the war coming to Equestria.
Knowing it is possible for one unicorn to cover all of Canterlot with a shield a gathering of several should be able to do the same even if on a smaller scale, a warning to the guard to the possible necessity to shield populations centers and briefing them on the known capabilities of possible enemies is vital. Not worrying the general population is important, having most of the population running around panicking doesn't help. Not briefing the military, and their fellow leaders, if not their fellow alicorn princess those of the other species, is criminal and suicidal. Hell, after trusting Discord with Tirek, and seeing Discord learn his lesson on friendship, putting him on alert seems logical. No, instead lets just keep things between the two of us, doing nothing to prepare except prevent Grievous to call for help so everything can explode on our faces.
Yes, a lot of those things could have happened 'of-screen', but when the discovery that Grievous lied and the power at his disposal is shown, not showing proper preparations if they are happening is unlikely, though is not impossible, so I might be wrong.
5568455 No offense intended, and I apologize if I do offend you, but that is a poor comparison.
For starters, Anakin spent around two decades under the training of the Jedi, with the strongest midichlorian count the Galaxy has ever seen, a lightsaber pupil at a early age, backed up by the demands the clone wars would push him through, all but forcing him to transcend his limitations ( bar his emotional disbalance and mountain of a ego), add his drive to become, and I quote, "the most powerful Jedi the Galaxy has ever seen." In short: he was made for this, quite literally if you believe the prophesy around him.
And Twilight, while still ingenious and possessing a knowledge base as big as the formers ego, has only even seen the technology the droids have to offer, and it's all but foreign to her, whereas Anakin took to his years of dedicated practice like a fish to water or a bird to the sky.
But beyond that, believe it or not, I agree with you. I'm not saying that she can't do it if given the time, I'm just saying she simply doesn't have the time to do so.
If the separatist wins, like stated before, they'll either inslave or destroy them before they have the time do really replicate, much less having the time to train an army capable of effectively counter the battle droids or clone troopers in such a short time.
If the repuplic wins, they can simply TEACH equestria the technology works, and how to create and train in it's use.
So while you are correct in that they could develop these weapons, they simply don't have time. Again, I'm sorry if I offended you.
5569078 No offense taken, I mean we have the same point going there, I'm just hoping the smace fight takes longer than either side can predict with both forces fleeing towards the end of it, afterwards leaving Twilight and Equestria to their own devices for at least a few years giving them time to develop what they can with the left over debris from the space battle and the Droids left behind planet side. Or at least that Is what I would hope.
Most likely The sepratists are going to get Grevious back and the republic chase them off then leave the system with Obi-wan, leaving the planet to any invading force that comes after.
Now those are words I never expected to say.
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Can't wait for the gryphons/dragons/whatever to try to appease the CIS by offering them Celestia and Luna's heads on a silver platter.
Imagine if the crystals of the Crystal Empire turn out to be an incredible, force amplifying material. That would justify the Republic treating the defense/exploitation of the planet as a top priority, big enough to redeploy troops, material and fleets from other fronts.
And/or they can just start conscripting unicorns.
The best thing about all this is that it will make the CIS try to conquer and subjugate the planet, not simply annihilating it as petty vengeance.
MEANWHILE in the Griffon Empire....
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We do know for a fact that the royal sisters have at the very least let Cadence and Shining Armor in on the secret. What else they might have been doing for the past few weeks has been left intentionally ambiguous.
For now.
5569131 Don't know if they would have years on them to study, but one might hope.
Also, if it turns out that the repuplic DID take the droids, I'm going to look back at this and laugh. A lot.
Raep
Huh. I guess that for all her magic, the alicorns are unable to set an arcane trap that would contain a cyborg uncapable of manipulating Force. Or have the foresight to actually remove their belongings from a potential battle-zone before leading her mark there *glares at Luna*
I always wonder why is it that Force isn't used more in any kind of setting where Jedi are involved. I mean, a battle with a melee opponet such as Grevious could be so much simpler if his limbs could be restrained, or he hoisted into the air where he could not grab purchase. Obi-Wan is a master Jedi for a reason.
*Speaks in Darth Sidious' Voice* Yes...have your doubts little pony. Perhaps you may be of use if your train of thought goes the "right" way! Ha ha ha!
Masta Obi-Wan Kanobi gon get rekt...
good gawd what have I become?
Awesome job!
Fucking Tarkin, dickhead.
Keep it up!
5568677 Count Dooku to the rescue!
https://youtu.be/e9vrfEoc8_g
5568799 Oww! Don't worry! She'l be just fine! >:)
5567515 Tarkin wants bombardment, Grievous wants bombardment, everyone wants bombardment!
5567159 Surrender now maggots and you will not be harmed!
Much...
I'm just waiting for ponies with light sabers.
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Was there ever such a thing as an absolutely right decision in this war?