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General Kaliero
F = ma, beeyotches.
Gender: Male Location: "Kidnapping" Peach |
I reflect the human's repeater shots right back at his chest, at the same time turning and throwing my other saber horizontally at the Trandoshan.
(If I have enough Force ability to control the throw, I do that.)
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Sep 16th, 2003 04:56 AM |
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REXXXX
Networking
Gender: Male Location: San Diego Moderator |
His blade instead cuts throug the stairwell, effectively severing it. With a use of the Force, he sends the rusted thing clattering down into the pits of the lower levels. Your kick doesn't send him down, either. He doesn't even seem phased. He slashes vertically downwards, towards you head.
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Sep 16th, 2003 04:58 AM |
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Networking
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The bolts hit the man in the chest, ending his life. The Trandoshan is split in half, the severed axehead landing in his leg.
Three men surround you with flechette launchers, like in Jedi Outcast. They open fire as you are calling back your lightsaber.
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Sep 16th, 2003 04:59 AM |
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FallingBlue
Twilight of Shadow
Gender: Male Location: California |
Terrik brought his right blade up in defence of Sol-leks' vertical slash, swinging his left blade towards his stomach.
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Sep 16th, 2003 04:59 AM |
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His blow is powerful and your right blade is forced downwards, blocking your own left lightsaber. He then punches you squarely on the nose, sending you rolling down the stairs a little ways. He follows slowly, stomping down the steps.
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Sep 16th, 2003 05:03 AM |
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General Kaliero
F = ma, beeyotches.
Gender: Male Location: "Kidnapping" Peach |
((Just a question: Why flechettes? They were somewhat useless in the game...))
(how close are the men to me? Within 'sabre range?)
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Sep 16th, 2003 05:04 AM |
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FallingBlue
Twilight of Shadow
Gender: Male Location: California |
As he rolls he propells his body up into the air, landing on his feet. His blades are outstretched in a defenzive stance.
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Sep 16th, 2003 05:05 AM |
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REXXXX
Networking
Gender: Male Location: San Diego Moderator |
Out of saber range. The flechette launcher outside of Jedi Outcast are much more deadly...
They are about to pull the triggers...
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Sol-leks brings out a pistol and fires it at you repeatedly, but then aims for your feet...the stairs are quite rusty you know...
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Sep 16th, 2003 05:08 AM |
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FallingBlue
Twilight of Shadow
Gender: Male Location: California |
Terrik deflects the bolts towards Sol-leks' feet, springing from his position towards Sol-leks, sabers ready.
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Sep 16th, 2003 05:09 AM |
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General Kaliero
F = ma, beeyotches.
Gender: Male Location: "Kidnapping" Peach |
I pull my thrown 'sabre back through one of the men, throwing my held 'sabre at another. At the same time, I jump straight up, catching the pulled 'sabre in mid-air and coming down on the third man with a vertical strike.
((And THAT is why I am a 'sabre master... ))
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Sep 16th, 2003 05:15 AM |
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Baylin
Back in story!
Gender: Male Location: Deep shit as always...! |
Prior to leaving the his ship (recently named the Nema'ary Talon) Galiss has it fully prept for take off.
Reaching out with the force Galiss squeezes the senators throat a little bit "I'm not as late as you will be senator if you're not careful!" Releasing Breshed he continues with a wry smile "Now what can I help you with?"
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Sep 16th, 2003 02:30 PM |
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REXXXX
Networking
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Sol-leks jumps as the rusted steps beneath him shatter. He lands behind you and swings at your midsection.
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You narrowly avoid the shots from the third man and split him in half cleanly. The other two men fall dead from your thrown sabers. Three more men with blaster rifles and repeaters approach, taking cover behind crates of supplies. A man with a disruptor rifle tries to snipe you from the top of the ship.
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(I'll type up your thing later, Baylin, I need to be going soon.)
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Sep 16th, 2003 02:44 PM |
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FallingBlue
Twilight of Shadow
Gender: Male Location: California |
Terrik ducks, swinging his foot behind him at Sol-leks' feet, brining his right saber up vertically.
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Sep 16th, 2003 05:48 PM |
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REXXXX
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You can tell that kicks will do nothing to Sol-leks. He barely flinches as your kick connects with his right shin, and his lightsaber clashes with your right one. He forces you down to the ground.
"You are good, but no match for my strength," he mutters, and he lifts up his lightsaber. "Still, it is not uncommon for people to be bested in a contest of strength against me."
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"I need you to track down a man named Hajid Thajkon. He owes me a lot of money or some services of his own," Senator Breshed tells you smuggly. "I know you can do it, you've done such things before. All that Force nonsense...I wish the Jedi were this helpful. They go by all their rules and guidlines, while you get the job done and get a fairly good payday as well." He chuckles to himself.
"I wanted to meet you here because I believe that one of his cronies are here in the Plaza. Goes by the name Tyr Xeen..."
He shows you a hologram of a Kel Dor in a green jumpsuit with a very twisted looking facemask. Positively evil looking to your eye, Galiss.
"I'm sure you'll track him down. Kel Dor on Coruscant aren't very common. It doesn't seem like Tyr is good with a lightsaber, for he has a synthetic arm. He lost the real one in a duel with a Jedi. I suppose you had a good flight?"
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XornonJay
Senior Member
Gender: Male Location: United States |
As soon as I'm out of ear shot of the guards, I stop and look over at Arthos. I'd seen his face all over the news before. I stick my hand out for a hand shake. "Hello there, I'm Xornon Jay," I say cooly, showing he doesn't intimidate me in the least., but I do carefully grip my boot blade with a Force hold, ready to call it to my hand at any sign of danger. Never hurt to be catious.
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Sep 16th, 2003 10:47 PM |
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FallingBlue
Twilight of Shadow
Gender: Male Location: California |
Terrik's mind was going mad. He wanted to murder this man, but couldnt, wanted to best him, but had no chance. Terrik lifted himself up, turning off his lightsabers. He didn't know or care if the test was over, but he wasn't going to fight the unbeatable anymore. "What do you want with me..?" he asked, glaring at Sol-leks
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Sep 16th, 2003 10:52 PM |
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REXXXX
Networking
Gender: Male Location: San Diego Moderator |
Arthos will return the hello as soon as Celsius gets in here. Needless to say, some people are looking at you like you're from another dimension or something. Of course, you are wanted men.
The person at the front desk asks why you are here.
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"I've been testing you, no doubt," Sol-leks replies. "To see if you are fit enough for what my master has in mind for you. You seem to be a good duelist. I'm just better."
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XornonJay
Senior Member
Gender: Male Location: United States |
I look over at the "reseptionist" (if thats what u want to call someone at the desk of a weapon depot) and calmly speak. "We're here to pick up a shipment of Disruptor rifles, and... dammit, I forgot what else we're here for." I wait for Arthos to finish the statement, trying to keep the mind trick going.
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Sep 16th, 2003 11:13 PM |
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Dexx
wingless
Gender: Male Location: Bucharest, Romania |
ok...i should start with my part.
KArto paciently waits for his master to open the door.
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Sep 17th, 2003 12:00 AM |
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Kostabot
I'm a rooster illusion
Gender: Male Location: Over yonder |
*I decide not to shake his hand, but acnowlege his greeting wit a nod.*
"Arthos Theese"
*I Keep a close eye on his utility belt to make sure he doesnt try anything*
* I look at the receptionist and focus my mind trick power*
"I need to buy Missiles for my ship, and blaster ammo. I'm in a hurry."
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