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There is no where to hide, no place to run, the enemy surrounded, when the ARC Trooper is around.
The Rebellion growing stronger, day by day, much to the Empire’s dismay. Opponents falling, or changing sides, finally opening their very eyes.
As among the Rebels in the fight remains one single ARC Trooper so cool, the one called Echo, who ain’t no fool! Never the one to leave his kind or anyone behind.
This very special warrior raising all kinds of havoc, those opposing him and his kind, prepared to run amok on the ballot.
With his blaster set to kill, the chills of another time, another war, running rampant in Echo and his comrades, infiltrating every kind of facility, nothing too difficult for them to handle, when an ARC his mind set has.
Trained soldiers they all be, much better than anything else ever seen. Those Republic Clone Troopers from the past, now liberated from the Empire’s yoke, together strong and long will last.
Fighting the good fight, always and forever until every last of their kind is rescued side by side with the one ARC them leading now.
Blast ‘em! - the phrase heard more so often now. The clones fighting for their rights, to be, to live, to surpass the evil regime.
Echo being among the leaders of the cause for the clones, never wavering in his resolve. Always prepared and ready. For the fight. As at the end of darkness there is always, the prospect of light.
Carry on wayward soldiers, the torch passed on to you now! Those still remaining, always ready to bring justice even if it might just take a while to get there.
Echo in the lead as always. Venturing in there boldly, where others have gone before. A true trooper to the very end, perhaps, even beyond?