Valky bested KFAnakin, Yoda and Plagues simultaneously in the third round. Then as the fearsome Sith lord took a moment to bask in his victory and survey the chared remains of his defeated quarry, he felt a power like none other surfacing in the young Skywalker. A power that confounded him and a power he knew was in need of immediate expulsion. He stretched out his arms, blue sparks dancing on his fingertips.
But before the ancient Sith Lord could dispatch the gallant Sith apprentice, he felt his body constricting all of the sudden. He averted his gaze from the seemingly defeated Anakin only to notice that Yoda and Plagues had arisen and were both working alongside one another; they has put aside their differences and even without uttering a word, jt was clear that they were both of the opinion that they believed they had a common enemy. Thus, mustering every ounce of their ability in the force, Valkarion was successfully contained in a force bind of sorts.
Needless to say, Valkarion was none too pleased to see the sudden the sudden change in events; his eyes were bloodshot with hatred and the ground around him shook with enough intensity to match an devastating earthquake. Yet even still, Yoda and Plagues stood calm, their mastery in the force unparalleled.
Desperate to break free, Valkarion began summoning a force storm sure to not only destroy everything and everyone in the vicinity, but also deal a grave injury in the process. But hissing with such hate and malevolence, he didn't care. He was now singlemindedly fixated on destroying his enemies no matter what the cost.
But to no avail, the ancient Sith Lord's rage had been quelled away in the following instant. For what followed was not him unleashing his wrath on all who defied him, but the shock and confusion that is surfaced upon any man's quick and sudden death. Death indeed. For to Valkorion's beffudlement, a crystal blue blade was now protruding through his chest and his would-be vanquisher was suddenly before him.
"Who . . . are you? ". Valkarion asked, his dying breath.
To which the newly christened Darth Vader replied in a cold and callous tone, "The third most powerful force user ever . . . excluding a bunch of weird exotic entities who probably have no business being SW characters in the first place, but that's a different story."
Last edited by Dark-Kenshin on Jan 16th, 2018 at 09:58 PM
I dunno about Plagues and Mace besting each other. Plagues seemed to be whooping Samuel L Jackson's behind here. Rather convincingly at that. Still, if they can best each other, it would follow that the Valkster is due to receive a serious case of sloppy seconds next round. Yikes!
Last edited by Dark-Kenshin on Jan 17th, 2018 at 12:19 AM
Some public official elections take split voting into account. Others do not. Has nothing to do with "basic math" and everything to do with policy. For the purposes of some random KMC SW poll, I don't agree with the policy. It's that simple.
Yes, but here's the thing, when all thos non plagueis votes for mace and unuthul were made pointless, it turned out that those people all considered plagueis>valk, hence why plagueis won.
I'm not sure why you're making a fuss here. Valk lost because he directly lost to Plagueis 1 v 1.
Jan 16th, 2018 07:45 PM
