I recently joined the 457th corps on Flickr, your objective is to make a different 16x16 bignette each week depicting the taking over of a planet. This is my first entry
164th
Mission Log:
"Clones were not meant to be underground, it's dark, damp, and it smells like Bantha breath. My troops and I were eager to get out. And it seems as though luck was on our side this time, Boxer was the first to spot the hole in the ceiling, with the ladder placed unceremoniously leading out. I knew it was time for us to depart. Sonar was finishing up with the last of the charges when one of those spiders came out of nowhere. I guess it thought we were leaving without saying goodbye. It jumped Boxer. I told Sonar to finish up with the charges, Then I went to say goodbye..."