"Alright... I'm going to need this, that, couple of these wouldn't hurt, want that but would be to heavy....” Joker was in the explosive section in the armory with a few other clones. The armory was crowded more then ever due to the battle coming up, and Joker wanted to get what he needed before it was all gone.
Joker walked away from the armory and was alone in the hall when he started to smile. He had gotten a few detpacks, a standard PLX launcher with lock on, a Vibro knife and a normal rifle. He slid the knife into a holder under his wrist, then stuck the PLX, detpacks, and rifle on his back. Then he started marching towards the starship he was assigned to.
While he marched, the Joker thought how this would be his first real battle, and started to think about his history. What had happened was that he was the product of the Kaminoian's trying to make stronger clones by altering Jango's DNA. Again. Their product was seven clone's, with three of them dying. The one's that lived however, were a bit taller, slimmer, and not as strong as the other clones. However in combat, they showed they were better then the other clones. At least, when working alone. They cloners had found out the hard way when in a live simulation, Joker and the three other clones fought, with Joker single handily killing every thing they threw at him, and his teammates. They did this again with three normal clone's, and the same result happened. So now Joker worked alone and was named Joker because of his love for explosion's, another thing the four altered clones had, and for the tendency to accidentally kill his own squad mates. Joker then finally found the ship he was looking for and sat down.