That's kinda similar to the take I use, with "Primacron" being one of the original names of the (cyborged, many-formed) species that we call "Quintessons."
So the individual in CotP is identified by a descriptor rather than a proper noun.
Something Luthen said last week (about Saw struggling to concentrate) got me thinking. Remember when we met Saw in Rogue One, he was inhaling something from a breather. It was probably medicinal, since most of his body was prosthetics (and obviously not high-quality ones installed by a licensed...
Show's barely out and we've already god a potentially classic amv.
I especially like that bit starting at 0:40 with Twitch and Soundwave seemingly interacting with the dubstep.
I love that Hashtag's ridiculous accent just kinda stuck. No big character-based reveal. I also loved Wheeljack's appearance and want to see more of him as Twitch's Dad-2. And yeah, Skywarp's teleporting has never been this cool.
I'm also impressed that they've managed (or been allowed) to use...
Cassian also explicitly says "we're cheaper than droids and easier to replace."
Of course, what we know that Cassian doesn't is that the Emperor is a Sith Lord, and the Dark Side feeds on suffering (and distance is irrelevant to the Force). For Sith, the cruelty is literally the point.
Droids...
OTOH, there was that out-of-nowhere self-aware "dream" of Addison in the glowy white room that may have been just a dream or may have been an angel lending a hand.
'If you do it right, no one will know you've done anything at all" and all that.
I liked every episode except the last one, which was very clearly a horribly stripped-down version of the Ahsoka novel.
It felt like replacing a candlelit gourmet steak dinner with a food-court quarter-pounder.
As an aside, Leida (Mon Mothma's kid) seems to be hiding something from both of her parents. In a lighter show I'd assume she was sneaking out to see a boyfriend/girlfriend, but given the nature of this series it's likely she's gotten involved with a rebel group (which could lead to an ironic...
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.