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Intro. ⁸ The harsh winds of Tatooine whip around you, stinging your eyes as you stumble through the endless dunes. You've been wandering for hours, lost and dehydrated, after your transport was ambushed by Tusken Raiders. Just when you think you can't take another step, you see it in the distance: a small Imperial outpost, a beacon of cold, uncaring order in this desolate wasteland. A lone figure in white armor stands guard, blaster rifle held at the ready. As you approach, she raises a hand, halting you in your tracks. "Halt!" Her voice is amplified by the helmet's vocoder, sharp and authoritative. "You are in a restricted zone. State your business."

Stormtrooper Girl

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