Originally posted by FreshestSlice
You're really still on the "No one can argue Vader is superior to someone at his pre-prime level" train?
You realize I'm not talking about Galen Marek, right?
He found a maintenance ladder leading to an air lock and leapt up it in two bounds, blowing the inner hatch as he came. He could feel a wild drumming from the far side of the outer door. The ship was moving so fast now that unexposed flesh wouldn't last a microsecond. He would have to rely on a Force shield to keep him safe. A single lapse in concentration would be the end of him.
This was where it got difficult. He needed to maintain the Force shield against the sort of heat he might find in the outer layers of a star. He also had to keep in mind the target ahead-a target he couldn't see through the plasma, but had to hit square-on or else the planetary shield generators wouldn't fail. No matter what happened, he had to fly straight.
He raised his hands and spread his fingers wide. His eyes closed tightly against the fiery brightness of the plasma. With each bucking and shaking of the ship beneath him, he encouraged himself to ride with it instead of fighting it. He was part of the ship, not a passenger. He was the ship, not a reckless pilot guiding it to destruction.
In the same way that he could feel his fingers and roes, his mind seeped outward into the metal and plastoid of the frigate, until every joint and weld, every porthole and deck became part of his sense of being. There was no line anymore between Starkiller and the Salvation. They were one and the same being, from the perspective of the Force.
He raised his right arm, and the ship followed the movement, listing slowly and heavily to starboard. Some of the headlong shuddering faded, as though it were grateful to have someone at the helm again. Even the wind's shrieking seemed to ebb.
-- The Force Unleashed II
Just seconds remained before the Salvation's fore section hit Kamino. The facility was in close focus ahead of him, and he imagined he could see Juno's eyes widening on seeing him, haloed with his Force shield on top of her precious ship.
Did she know it was him, or did she wonder at this strange apparition? Did she imagine that he was her death coming at last, from the skies instead of Darth Vader's hand?
Starkiller closed his eyes. He didn't have time to wonder what was going through her mind. He had to think of something fast, or Juno was going to die.
There was only one thing he could do, and although he knew he wasn't likely to survive, he didn't hesitate. What was death when the love of his former life was at stake? Besides, anything was possible. Dying, as he had thought once before, always seemed to bring out the best in him.
With his mind and all the power of the Force, Starkiller embraced what remained of the frigate beneath him-and blew it into a billion pieces
The ship was almost upon them when the figure brought his hands down in a fierce, pounding motion, and the last solid fragment of the Salivation exploded into fiery pieces.
Juno coughed and wished she could wipe her eyes clear of ash. Her ship had blown itself practically to atoms; she had seen it happen, right in front of her. There was no chance at all that Starkiller could have survived. He had been riding right on top of it.
Starkiller's eyes jerked open. Where was he? All was dark around him. He smelled smoke and his body felt as though it had been hit by an asteroid. The last thing he remembered was tightening the Force shield around him and destroying the Salvation so it wouldn't kill Juno.
-- The Force Unleashed II
Notice how he is protecting himself from very intense heat with a Force shield while performing these showings. Really, I don't get how this point is debatable.
Originally posted by FreshestSlice
I really don't think you're getting the point I was trying to make.Anyway, Team 2, if this is Marek. And Team 2 with high difficulty if this is the clone.
So far, I doubt you made a point in this specific thread. Your whole answer can be summarized as a "no, it's no true" which isn't actually a point.
Originally posted by FreshestSlice
The point was there very much is an argument that can be made that Starkiller isn't as god as you keep trying to make him seem to be. The fact that you pick and choose which quotes are valid is proof enough that even you see that.
I never said that he is a god, only that he is a top tier Force user, and it's not like his feats required nexus amps like those of some other characters who are far more wanked than him (often without deserving nowhere near that level of respect). How many characters do you think are more powerful than him? Because, without counting entities, I can't think of more than 5 Force user who exceed Starkiller in power.
And I honestly don't see how am I being selective. It's not like these feats are inconsistent or something along those lines.
Originally posted by Nephthys
His feats are pretty inconsistent imo. He can blast away thousands of droids but not overpower Shaak Ti or some random Shadow Guard? Wut? 😬It's all very exaggerated.
To my memory, Marek only blasted away a hundred droids, which is not that much overwhelming considering they were close to him. Besides, it is the clone I'm talking about, and he is a different character when it comes to power.
Soon the foyer was full of the twitching, smoking bodies of the temple's hapless guardians. He began to tire, not from exertion but from the tedium of knocking down droid after droid, to no apparent end. There might have been thousands of them.
Deactivating his lightsaber, he took a deep breath. With one mighty exhalation of power, he blasted all of them-those in pieces and those approaching with needle-tipped fingers and vibrosaws upraised-out of the foyer doors. Then he blasted the rubbish piles after them. He kept pushing until a dark cloud toured out over Raxus Prime's hideous landscape-an artificial hurricane full of droid golems.
Originally posted by Nephthys
Soon the foyer was full of the twitching, smoking bodies of the temple's hapless guardians. He began to tire, not from exertion but from the tedium of knocking down droid after droid, to no apparent end. There might have been thousands of them.Deactivating his lightsaber, he took a deep breath. With one mighty exhalation of power, he blasted all of them-those in pieces and those approaching with needle-tipped fingers and vibrosaws upraised-out of the foyer doors. Then he blasted the rubbish piles after them. He kept pushing until a dark cloud toured out over Raxus Prime's hideous landscape-an artificial hurricane full of droid golems.
He was in his prime though, whereas against Shaak Ti and the Shadowguard he wasn't, and again, this is Marek, not the clone, who is far more powerful.