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My main question is why there was an empty space there with the capability to eject something in that spot to begin with.
For someone to do a front flip and catch it
It’s like they didn’t even see the movie
It makes a little more sense when you consider R2 was heavily modified by Anakin, who also had lightsaber needs.
“Lightsaber needs” is also what Jedi call being horny.
It’s the real reason the Old Republic era jedi used vibration lenses.
Anakin: When I got to them we got into aggressive negotiations.
Padme: Aggressive negotiations? What’s that?
Anakin: Ah, well, it’s negotiations with a lightsaber.
So Anakin lobotomised R2 to make room for lightsaber pocket?
He excised the “dorky little bitch” circuits. Win-win
It was probably intended for some other purpose that wouldn’t have worked if R2 needed it then. Most mechanisms CAN launch something.
Source: I work with robots and they get foreign object damage sometimes
it’s where r2 smuggles watches when he’s in a hanoi pit of hell.
haha just kidding, it’s for smuggling drugs.
His OG purpose was as a mechanic. he fixes stuff. he’s gotta keep some spare parts somewhere, right? presumably he carries a supply of nuts, bolts, rivets, etc, as well as maybe some spooled wiring, and stuff. possibly also space tape.
the kind of stuff you’d generally keep in shop because everything you do uses them.
In any case, the question I’ve always had is… he’s a starship mechanic. a pretty skilled starship mechanic. But they decide “hey, make him serve drinks on the barge!” … what would he have done if they didn’t assign him to the barge?
While that was true, Disney redacted the cannon… Now the line is: As you wish, my master.
Disney redacted the cannon
Stars Wars was better when the cannon was still canon
You can’t redact cannon.
Edit: also, isn’t “master” super controversial now?
As you wish, my main.
This made me laugh more than it had any right to.
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My main man.
Eh. Some people think so. But there is still master craftsmen and apprentices.
when the time is right, you’re going to YEET this motherfuckin thing ballistically like an ICBM flying out of a kansas silo and zeroing in perfectly over here in my hand. my hand is moscow, R2, got it? precision. don’t make me flip all over the place for it.
And then R2 misunderstands and yeets the lightsaber to Bespin.
sad beeping noises
