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Sinrebirth Title: Sith Emperor of the SWC Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 6/1 12:35am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament - Date Edited: 6/1 12:35am (1 edits total) Edited By: Sinrebirth
	The First Annual EUC-RPF Lightsaber Dueling Tournament The Rules Welcome to the First Annual EUC-RPF Lightsaber Dueling Tournament. Designed for entertaining, friendly, and good-natured competition between role-players, the competitors will be judged based on both their dueling and role-playing skills. Neither aspect of the tournament should be neglected during any duel, as both are integral to a good match. After each duel, the winner shall be determined by a panel of three judges, one from the EUS, one from the RPF, and one from the general population of the board hosting the tournament. The judges will, of course, present a small explanation detailing their reasons for selecting who they did as the winner. The location where each duel will take place will be posted before each match, and will also signal the start of that match. The match will run for a week, and each duelist will have to make a minimum of at least three posts during that time period, so that their skills may be judged properly. They will take turns with their post, with the first duelist in alphabetical order by username going first. If absolutely necessary, the judges retain the capacity to intervene in the duel should there be a violation of the aforementioned rules. Also note that godmoding is strictly prohibited, and actions will be taken in the judgments against any competitor found to be doing so. The Judges EUS Judge: Sinrebirth RPF Judge: Saintheart RPF Judge: Imperial_Hammer May the Force be with you all, and good luck. *Force Powers* Light and dark players are assigned 26 points, while "gray" players receive 22 For followers of the light side of the Force (Jedi): Light Powers cost 3, Neutral Powers cost 2, Dark Powers are Unaccessible For those who choose to follow neither path (Potentium, Jensaarai and similar belief systems): Light Powers cost 4, Neutral Powers cost 1, Dark Powers Cost 4 For adepts of the dark side of the Force (Sith, "Dark Jedi", etc.): Light Powers are Unaccessible, Neutral Powers cost 2, Dark Powers cost 3 For technical purposes, Imperial Knights are considered to follow neither path, as they follow only their Emperor's commands. If a focus in a particular direction is intended, then powers may be purchased twice to enable them to effect this. However, they may only be purchased twice, so that one player may not dominate by choosing only one power. Light - Valor: The user's physical strength, speed, and agility are all boosted for one post. Can be used twice. - Protection Bubble: The user is surrounded by a Force-powered bubble for one post, negating any offensive Force powers targeting them and blocking any objects thrown at them for the duration of its use. Can be used twice. - Rejuvenation: The user restores their body with the Force, healing physical damage and curing the status conditions of Blinding and Scream. Also revitalizes the user if fatigued or exhausted. Can be used twice. - Cleansing: The user cleanses their body with the Force, curing the status conditions of Malacia, Plague, Horror, and Waves of Darkness. Can be used twice. - Blinding: The user creates a flash of overpowering light with the Force, blinding any enemies who are able to see it for one post. Can be used twice. - Enhance Neutral Skill: The user can double the current number of usages they have for one neutral Force power. Cannot be used on a power that has already been exhausted. Can be used once. - Malacia: The opponent is afflicted with intense dizziness and nausea for one post, weakening them. Can be used once. - Immunity: The user is granted immunity to offensive Force powers for one post. May be used before an opponent's post, to stay safe, or after the post, to block the offensive power. Can be used once. - Alter Environment: The user wields the Force to manipulate the very atmosphere around them, allowing them to summon rainclouds or a thick fog, or to generate a small whirlwind to strike at their opponents with. Can be used once. - Absorb: The user may absorb one offensive Force power, negating it, and add one use to any power of their choice (so long as they possess it). Can be used once. Neutral - Battle Precognition: The user is granted insight through the Force to avoid the opponent's blows for one post. Can be used twice. - Push: Allows the user to push opponents or objects with the Force. Can be used three times. - Pull: Allows the user to pull opponents or objects with the Force. Can be used three times. - Jump: Allows the user to jump up high into the air. Can be used four times. - Shield: Allows the user to block an offensive Force power. Can be used twice. - Speed: Increases the speed of the user's movements for one post. Can be used twice. - Cloak: Grants the user invisibility for the duration of one post. Can be used once. - Wave: The user sends out a powerful omnidirectional push, throwing anything near him outwards. Can be used twice. - Sight: The user sees through the Force rather than their eyes for one post. Can be used when blinded, or to see in the dark or through walls. Can also be used to see Cloaked individuals. Can be used twice. - Telekinesis: The user grasps an object with the Force and may lift, throw, guide, or move it in any direction they so choose. Can be used twice. Dark - Scream: The user lets loose a Force-enhanced scream, deafening their opponent and afflicting them with dizziness for one post. Can be used twice. - Rage: Increases the user's physical strength greatly for one post, at the cost of becoming fatigued after using it. Can be used twice. - Storm: The user sends out a blaze of dark Force energy from their hands visually represented as lightning, inflicting great damage and pain on their opponent. Can be used twice. - Plague: Afflicts the opponent with a condition causing continuous weakening and slowing of their physical movements until Cleansed. Can be used twice. - Crush: The Force is used to violently compress an object, crushing it. Can be used once. - Horror: The opponent is struck with overpowering fear and terror for one post, distracting them for the duration. Can be used once. - Death Field: The user drains some of the life force from all living things in the immediate vicinity in order to partially heal themselves. Can be used once. - Bolt of Hatred: The user gives shape to their hatred in the form of a dark orb, which can be thrown at the opponent to inflict moderate (burning) damage. Can be used twice. - Waves of Darkness: The user lets loose a blast of their anger, rage, and hatred in all directions, overwhelming their opponent with the strength of their emotions and inflicting dizziness and nausea and weakening them for one post. Can be used once. - Combustion: The user manipulates the Force to trigger a small detonation in an object, lighting nearby objects aflame. Can be used once. The powers of Combustion and Crush cannot be used against the opponent's lightsaber hilt or hilts, for purposes of fair play. The powers of Combustion and Crush cannot be used directly against your opponent's body or clothing. Arms, legs, feet, and hands are fair game, however. Lightsaber Forms One form, of any of the seven forms (including Vaapad). When two are listed, such as Shien and Djem So, please select one of the two. Lightsaber Forms Index** The Forms of the Tournament - Quoted in portion from the Essential Guide to the Force, by Cin Drallig, Jedi instructor, 31 BBY Form I - Shii-Cho as demonstrated by Kit Fisto Form I requires little explanation, as every Jedi youngling learns the basic of attack, parry, body target zones, and the practice drills called velocities. Form II - Makashi as demonstrated by Darth Tyranus/Count Dooku Form II represents the ultimate refinement of lightsaber-to-lightsaber combat. Masters of Form II develop unique offences and defenses, and train studiously against having their weapons taken or damaged. Form III - Soresu as demonstrated by Obi-Wan Kenobi in Revenge of the Sith Form III was first developed in response to the advancement of blaster technology in the Galaxy. This Form maximizes the defensive protection in a style characterized by tight, efficient movements that expose minimal target areas when compared with the relatively open style of some other forms. Form IV - Ataru as demonstrated by Yoda Form IV is the most acrobatic Form, filled with numerous elaborate moves, and relies heavily upon a Jedi's ability to run, jump and spin using the Force. By incorporating all the Force powers that enable one to exceed standard norms of physical possibilities, Jedi may resemble nothing less than a blur when they utilize Form IV. Form V - Shien and Djem So as demonstrated by Anakin Skywalker (Shien in AotC, Djem So in RotS) Form V's Shien variant exposes the ability of the lightsaber to block a blaster bolt, and turns this defensive move into an offensive attack by deflecting the bolt deliberately toward an opponent. Form V's Djem So variant is devoted specifically to lightsaber dueling. Form VI - Niman and Jar'Kai as demonstrated by Coleman Trebor and Asajj Ventress, respectively. Form VI [as Niman] balances the emphases of other forms with overall moderation. Through Niman, a Jedi may achieve true harmony and justice without resorting to the rule of power. Jar'Kai is the only dedicated form to add a lightsaber blade to it's Form, though, unless the user is trained in a second Form, the Jedi will be forced to use Niman if the second blade is lost. Form VII - Juyo and Vaapad as demonstrated by Darth Maul and Mace Windu, respectively Form VII [as Juyo] employs bold, direct movements, more open and kinetic than Form V, but not as elaborate in appearance as the acrobatic Form IV. Unlike Form V, Form VII requires greater energy because the focus is wielded more broadly, and draws upon a deeper well of emotion; while the outward bearing of a Form VII practitioner is one of calm, the inner pressure verges on explosion. Vaapad transforms a Jedi into half of a superconducting loop, the other half being the power of darkness, which passes in and out of the Jedi without touching him. *Weapons* Lightsaber as wielded by Luke Skywalker Dual-phase lightsaber as wielded by Corran Horn Double-bladed lightsaber as wielded by Darth Maul Short lightsaber as wielded by Sora Bulq Lightwhip as wielded by Githany Lightclub as wielded by Gorc Beskad as wielded by the Mandalorians Sith sword/Force enhanced sword as wielded by the Nightsisters and Dathomiri Witches Dual lightsabers as wielded by Asajj Ventress (form restricted to Jar'Kai, choice of lightsabers may be: two normal, one normal/one short, or two short) Armour Armour is allowed, though the judges will expect you to act accordingly with your armour restrictions. Lightsaber-proof materials are not allowed - cortosis which shorts out blades, for example - but lightsaber-resistant materials such as phrik are allowed. Imperial Knights may keep their gauntlet, but it is resistant, as opposed to able to deactivate the blade. Helmets are allowed, with it in mind how Jensaarai wear full armour. Light armour is equally allowed, as well. But as the weapons are resistant, they can be cut into, and with repeated hitting will be damaged. Character Sheet Character Sheets are to be PMed first to the designated judge for approval before being posted in this thread. Once sixteen sheets have been approved, the tournament will begin. Name: (character's name, not username, please) Species: (please select one of the following: Human, Zabrak, Twi'lek, Rodian, Devaronian, Mirialan, Togruta, Mon Calamari, Duros) Alignment: (Jedi, Sith, Imperial Knight, etc.) Form: (Two at most) Weapon: Attire: (See weapons above) Powers: *ADDITIONAL RULES: All Out-Of-Game discussion (including questions and match comments) will take place in the official tournament discussion thread, to avoid clutter on this one. * No one may intervene during the duel. All criticisms will be leveled during the judgments. * Death is a possibility, as is maiming. The first side to be killed or to submit will be the loser, automatically. Being disarmed is not to be an end of the duel. EUC Support and Discussion Thread RPF Support and Discussion Thread -----signature----- Darth Insipid Proud Fan of the Tragedy of Jacen Solo Missing Chapters of Invincible; Chapter 7.5 is up! Jacen and Tassels; Lecersen; Syal; Wedge and Wes and... 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Sinrebirth Title: Sith Emperor of the SWC Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 6/1 12:36am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	EUC Contestants In no particular order... Kahn_Iceay Name: Norn Dukai Species: Human (Corellian) Alignment: Imperial Knight (Imperial Special Operations Knight) Form: Niman Makashi Additional: Echani Martial Arts (Special Operatives Training) Weapon:Imperial Knight Lightsaber Attire: Imperial Special Operations Knight Armor (black Imperial Knights armor) Powers: Enhance Neutral Skill Rejuvenation Absorb Battle Precognition Push Pull Jump Shield Speed Cloak Wave Sight Telekinesis Despised1 Name: Xen Gaal Alias: Darth Sicarius Species: Human Alignment: Sith Form: Jar'Kai & Djem So Weapon: 2 dual phase silver bladed lightsabers. Attire: No armor. His inner cassock is pure white, and fits snuggly over his athletic body to allow for ease of movement when needed. This cassock has silver silk embroidery depicting symbols of Sith power and knowledge. Over that he wears a fine woven loose fitting and flowing outer cassock of pure white, this can be removed easily if needed. Powers: (26 points total) Neutral = (14 points) Battle Precognition x2 (4) Shield x2 (4) Speed x2 (4) Telekinesis (2) Dark = (12 points) Scream (3) Plague x2 (6) Death Field (3) Kev-Mas_Colcha Name: Kev-Mas Colcha Species: Human Gender: Male Date of Birth: 45 BBY Alignment: Twilight Templar Form: Shien and Djem So Weapon: Lightclub Attire: Emperor's Shadow Guard Armor (including helmet), with robe replaced with a cape. Powers: Light - Rejuvenation Neutral - Shield, Wave Dark - Rage, Storm, Bolt of Hatred (x2) Trimaj Name: Olan Hurdren Species: Zabrak Alignment: Reformed Jedi i.e. left the Order due to some disagreements but still considers himself Lightside (Still refuses to use Darkside powers) Form: Makashi, Vaapad Weapon: Angled hilt duel phased saber, orange blade. Secondary blade extends length but makes it thinner and is violet. Shifting the phase requires rotating the hilt at the point of angling to the left from the orange blade, or to the right from the violet. Attire: Simple black flight suit and black boots. Powers: 26 points 3 Cleansing 6 Enhance Neutral skill (x2) 2 Battle Precog 2 Jump 2 Speed 2 Shield 3 Rejuv 6 Absorb (x2) total 26 History: Olan was a Jedi for over thirty-five years, having been at the temple since the age of seven. Unlike most of the Jedi he questioned things in a fundamentally different way as he grew up, and that only carried over into adulthood. Despite this he still managed to carry out missions and show an adeptness with, if not a preferred understanding of, the Force that eventually lead to him being made a master at the age of forty. However when he started teaching his views to others he was told to stop. Things quickly came to a head and Olan was censored from teaching, or told to only present what the other Master's agreed upon... even to his padawan. This was simply too much, and Olan decided within a year of this decision to leave the Jedi. Since then, for the last four years (putting him at the age of forty-six) Olan has been living his life as he thinks the Jedi should have done, and has considered starting a rival school that will at least allow consideration of what would be considered "heretical thoughts" instead of forcing them into the abyss. Mitth_Fisto Name: Mika’sai’Jeisel Species: Female Devaronian (Added Gender here since it was unspecified.) Alignment: Jensaarai Form: Form VII Juyo, and Form V Djem So Weapon: Double Bladed Lightsaber –the Long Maul variation Attire: Black lightsaber resistant armor modeled after a quarra, with gold and red accents around the eyes, teeth, hands, and feet. Powers: Lightside - Absorb & Cleansing Neutral - Battle Precognition, Push, Pull, Shield, Speed, Cloak, Wave, Sight, & Telekinesis x2 Darkside – Crush JEDI_TEEGIRLOO Name: Raven Lightstar Species: Kiffar (Human, Sub Group) Alignment: Jedi Form: Form III (Soresu) Form V (Djem So) Weapon: Dual phased Attire: Purple robes, black boots, Black and Lilac long sleeve shirt. Black flexible pants. Powers: Telekinesis: - 2 pts Push: - 4 pts Pull: 2 pts Jump: 2 pts Speed: 2 pts Wave: 2 pts Sight: 2 pts Battle Precognition: 4 pts Rejuvenation: 3 pts Cleansing: 3 pts -----signature----- Darth Insipid Proud Fan of the Tragedy of Jacen Solo Missing Chapters of Invincible; Chapter 7.5 is up! Jacen and Tassels; Lecersen; Syal; Wedge and Wes and... Tarfang! http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28933751/p3/?70
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Sinrebirth Title: Sith Emperor of the SWC Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 6/1 12:37am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament - Date Edited: 6/1 12:41am (3 edits total) Edited By: Sinrebirth
	RPF Contestants Clearly in order of godliness, as I put Sith-I-5 first... Sith-I-5 Name: Inquisitor Nelf / Yavinelf Dangerrescue --Age: Not applicable. Where he comes from (Everquest MMORPG) characters grow by levels, not years. Level 32. This will never change in Galaxy At War, so stuck at 32. ---Gender: Male ----Species: Norrathian. Human-elf hybrid. -----Eye Color: Black ------Hair Color and Style: Full head of brown hair, brushed back. -------Skin Complexion: Caucasian with a tanned, faint greenish tint. --------Clothing: Sable cloak, black tunic, trousers, shirt. Polished black kneeboots. ---------Physique: Strong, muscled, wiry, good condition. Trained to physical perfection by the Inquisitorious. ----------Personality: Driven. Troubled by his past, and a subconscious desire to find his two fellow Norrathians. His conscious mind has been honed by the Inquisitorious to embrace loyalty to the Empire, and to want to hunt down jedi. -----------Quirks: Favours the accoutrements of his Norrathian past. ------------Force Sensitive: Yes. Artificially promoted within him by the Inquisitorious. Already possessed supernatural and magical powers. I expect I will be asked to withhold the non-Force powers, but I reserve the right to at least roleplay having the Gate emergency teleport? Biography -Brief History: Norrath – Was a Rescue Ranger with Surefall Paramedics. Travelled the continent, responding to distress calls. As a half-elf, possesses ability to memorise magical spells from spellbook, and cast them on himself and others. Limited to what he possessed at point of leaving Norrath. Includes, “Camo” temporary invisibility, faster running speed, fire and ice (natural) offensive spells, protective armour spells to make his or others’ flesh harder to penetrate. Can assign himself a Bind Point somewhere, and Gate (teleport) himself back to it. Possesses natural telepathy. Now add Sith skills. Galaxy At War – How he got here is unknown. Worked for the Bureau of Extra-Sensory Intellect, a part of the Senate Bureau of Intelligence, during the Galactic Republic and the Clone Wars, before it became part of Imperial Intelligence. Attracted the attention of the Inquisitorious, and was taken to the Deep Core to further develop his abilities, and trained to hunt and interrogate jedi. --Military History: Worked with a young Ysanne Isard while she was still an SBI agent, and with her, helped prevent release of the Loedorvian Brain Plague by the CIS. Rescued her from Thromberg the Hutt's ocean base on Iskalon. ---Traumatic Experiences: Getting his hand cut off by Emperor's Hand Jacen Wayland, over Coruscant. Has had it re-attached for this, but his piano playing days are over. Personal Ship – Theta-class T-2c shuttle, STEALF. Jedi/Sith/General Grievous Only -Lightsaber Blade Color: Crimson. It’s de rigueur at the Inquisitorious. --Lightsaber Type: Bloody lethal. Can I say 'bloody'? ---Hilt Description: Okay, you know Russian dolls, where one goes inside the other? Well, the basic weapon if pulled from the horizontal scabbard, is a hilt and a three-pronged, beaten metal, Finely Crafted Sheer Blade. But if he presses the release on the hilt first, the FCSB will stay sheathed, and the hilt will come out by itself. A lightsabre blade can be generated from that separated hilt. Lightsabre tournament data *Force Powers* NEUTRAL Push 4 Pull 2 Jump 4 Shield 2 Speed 2 Wave 2 Sight 2 Telekinesis 2 DARK Crush 3 Combustion 3 _______ 26 points Lightsabre Forms Form III - Soresu *Weapons* Lightsabre as wielded by Luke Skywalker. DarkLordoftheFins Name: Lorn Species: Human Alignment: Dark Jedi Form: Makashi, Jar`Kai Weapon: Lightsaber (blue), Shortsaber (Red) Attire: Simple black tunic Powers: 4 Push 2 Jump 2 Shield 4 Speed 2 Cloak 2 Wave 2 Sight 2 Telekinesis 3 Rage 3 Storm Total: 26 JEDIGUNSHIP Name: Grush Terk Species: Togruta Alignment: Jedi Form: Form V, Shien Weapon: Double-bladed lightsaber as wielded by Darth Maul (green) Attire: Wearing gray robes, Grush also has a light set of armor that gives him a little bit of protection under the robes, but still does not hinder his movement. Powers: Light: Blinding 6 Absorb 3 Rejuvenation 3 Cleansing 3 Valor 3 Neutral: Push 2 Jump 2 Cloak 2 Shield 2 Total: 26 The_Loyal_Imperial Name: Shey Pallask Species: Human Alignment: Jedi Form: Form III - Soresu Weapon: Lightsaber Attire: Light blue tunic, white robes. Powers: 4 Shield 3 Protection Bubble 3 Absorb 3 Enhance Neutral Skill 3 Cleansing 3 Rejuvenation 2 Speed 2 Push 2 Jump Ktala Name: Cree Species: Togruta Alignment: Grey - Hates both Sith and Jedi equally Form: Form III - Weapon: Green Lightsaber. What better weapon, than those of your enemy? Attire: A large flowing skirt to hide her foot movements, that she can release in a moments notice, revealing a dark grey tunice and leggings, with black low boots. The tunic is lightly armored, but not fully encombering as some more harder materials. She wears a dark green hooded cloak. Powers: Neutral 1- Pull: 1- Speed: Dark 4- Storm: 4- Plague: Light 4- Protection Bubble: 8- Absorb: Total: 22 If Togruta society considers overt independence a sign of mild deviance then Cree is a true deviant. She despises the cowing behabior of her people, who were once predators. She had once been looked at to join the Jedi order, but she hated the retoric, and foolishness she saw. So she looked towards the Sith... and again found dissapointment, for they had as many rules and foolishness as the Jedi. They both still clung to a pathetic mantra. So she struck out on her own. Master-Of-Evil (replacing NickLitYouAFlame) Name: Black Species: Human Alignment: Sith Form: Juyo - Form VII Weapon: Corded Double-Bladed Lightsaber which can be used as a nun-chuck. Attire: Black battle-suit covered with a Red Robe. Powers: Battle Precognition: 2 Push:2 Pull:2 Jump:2 Sight:2 Telekinesis:2 Shield:2 Storm:3 Combustion:3 Horror:6 Total: 26 points -----signature----- Darth Insipid Proud Fan of the Tragedy of Jacen Solo Missing Chapters of Invincible; Chapter 7.5 is up! Jacen and Tassels; Lecersen; Syal; Wedge and Wes and... Tarfang! http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28933751/p3/?70
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Sinrebirth Title: Sith Emperor of the SWC Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 6/1 12:39am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament - Date Edited: 6/1 4:52am (1 edits total) Edited By: Imperial_Hammer
	Order of Battle A battle shall take a week, from Wednesday to Wednesday, starting this 3rd June. This is to enable players to take advantage of any weekend availability they may have. Judgments will follow on the Monday and Tuesday from the three judges. These duels have been picked by assigning everyone a number and using a randomiser. The arena for battle will be put up on the Tuesday by a Judge, and then you shall be expected to begin on the Wednesday. The first of your TFN names alphabetically e.g. Sinrebirth not Darth Insipid, is to start, and it would be helpful to re-include your sheet for ease of location. It is recommended you include a tally of your powers and remaining uses at the end of your post, after the TAG, so that you and everyone else can keep track of things. As ever, concerns to PM please. All discussion and/or heckling to the sign-up threads, which are now reborn as discussion threads. May the Force be with you! Quarterfinals Game 1.) Kev-Mas_Colcha vs. Sith-I-5 Game 2.) Ktala vs. Kahn_Iceay Game 3.) The_Loyal_Imperial vs. Mitth_Fisto Game 4.) DarkLordoftheFins vs. Trimaj Game 5.) Master-Of-Evil vs. JEDI_TEEGIRLOO Game 6.) JEDIGUNSHIP vs. Despised1 Semis Game 7.) Winner of Game 1 vs. Winner of Game 2 Game 8.) Winner of Game 3 vs. Winner of Game 4 Game 9.) Winner of Game 5 vs. Winner of Game 6 Finals Winner of Game 7 vs. Winner of Game 8 vs. Winner of Game 9 -----signature----- Darth Insipid Proud Fan of the Tragedy of Jacen Solo Missing Chapters of Invincible; Chapter 7.5 is up! Jacen and Tassels; Lecersen; Syal; Wedge and Wes and... Tarfang! http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28933751/p3/?70
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Sinrebirth Title: Sith Emperor of the SWC Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 6/3 12:53am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	Hoth A ball of ice, a ball of snow, a tricky Templar, and an elf unknown... The blizzard caressed the landscape, effacing the features of the land beneath a layer of harsh and unmitigated silver. The chances of survival were slim for those who walked the land, that possibility reduced by roaming wampa and echoes of the Imperial past that still prowled the land. But thankfully our battle was not to take place outside, no, but in the remnants of a base, over a century old, wrecked hulks of airspeeders and X-wings long pilfered of their working materials, the hangar floor dotted with equipment still out of date. The hangar doors are down, and darkness has engulfed the base, wrecked by the Empire, by wampas, and again by the Disciples of Ragnos. Nobody has visited Hoth since then. Light returns, melancholy spilling over the walls and alcoves, making the snow lining for glisten. Switches and wires become active, and life returns to the dead. Power has been restored to the base, for this. The first duel. TAG: Kev-Mas_Colcha and Sith-I-5 (in that order) -----signature----- Darth Insipid Proud Fan of the Tragedy of Jacen Solo Missing Chapters of Invincible; Chapter 7.5 is up! Jacen and Tassels; Lecersen; Syal; Wedge and Wes and... Tarfang! http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28933751/p3/?70
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Kev-Mas_Colcha Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 6/3 8:08am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	IC: Kev-Mas Colcha Echo Base, Hoth Kev-Mas, after being stranded on Hoth from a hyperdrive malfunction of the Crimson Phoenix, had holed up in the ancient Echo Base, and managed to restore power to the ancient outpost. In the old communication center of Echo Base, Kev-Mas tried his attempts at a distress call, intended for the ears of the Remsian Republic only. "This is Gurei Shishou Kev-Mas Colcha," said Kev-Mas, handling the ancient piece of comm equipment in his hands, "I am stranded on Hoth - Echo Base to be exact, with a malfunctioning hyperdrive. I'd appreciate it if I got some assistance in returning home." However, unbeknown to Kev-Mas, the dated equipment made it quite easy for an eavesdropper to intercept the call - which is exactly what happened, as a certain Inquisitor managed to catch on to his call. TAG: Sith-I-5 -----signature----- "Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty." - John Basil Barnhill Order of the Sword and Skull Most Underrated Patron of the EUC
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Sith-I-5 Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 6/3 1:50pm Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament - Date Edited: 6/3 2:00pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Sith-I-5
	IC: Inquisitor Nelf / Yavinelf Dangerrescue Locations: Raxus Prime, Hoth There are reasons why the history books state that Galen Marek, aka Starkiller, was alone, when he prevented that Star Destroyer from plummeting from orbit and devastating the city, but technically, he did have company. The Inquisitor had been minding his own business, a couple of blocks away, doing the work of the Emperor. “Yeah, can I have a medium Iridonian Roast, semi-skimmed. And can I have this, lightly toasted, please. Yes, to take away.” Across the text-like display of his conscious mind, came the words: Galen Marek yells for help from off to the left of you. Long-disused synapses fired instinctively, Yavinelf brought his head up to spy the coffee shop exit, and then it was just a blurred journey between there and the central plaza where the black-clad casualty was standing, one arm raised to the heavens. Again working from long-established rescue procedures, the Rescue Ranger cast two sets of Light Healing on Marek, then circled him to identify and snare whatever was threatening his ‘client’. He slowed after two revolutions, only a few seconds having passed since getting to the ‘distress zone’, and stopped. “Er, you don’t actually appear to be in danger, mate.” Yav’ told the stranger. He could feel him exerting himself through the Force, directing his will into the golden dusk and belatedly followed the other’s gaze up into the sky. “Hey, that’s an odd-shaped solar eclipse.” The Inquisitor continued to stare. “And I didn’t know Imperial-class Star Destroyers could enter atmospheres.” “Nothing to stop them.” The stranger pointed out, his voice strained. “The trick is getting them back out again. I am trying to prevent this one from crashing and levelling the city.” “Sooo…how’s that going?” “Why’d you think I called for help?” Inquisitor Nelf looked over his right shoulder, hoping to see a fleet of emergency vehicles arriving. They’d need a lot of crash foam. Deathly silence. A dried tumbleweed rolled across the deserted thoroughfare. He turned back. “Waaaiiit a second. You mean me? Best I can do is cast Spirit of Wolf on you and we run like the wind!” “You are Force Sensitive. Combining our telekinetic abilities, we stand a chance of pushing it back into orbit.” The Rescue Ranger was frankly sceptical. Describing the gargantuan wedge of durasteel hull and myriad decks nosing ponderously out of the dusk skies as a 'mile-long', would not doing it justice. This was an Extinction-level Event waiting to happen! And as the three words popped into his mind, so did an icon, a black archway with glowing green surroundings: ‘Gate’. His emergency personal teleport. Yav’s conscious mind tried to ignore it, whilst his subconscious tossed a pair of hastily-packed valise into the dark portal, donned a yellow t-shirt that simply said ‘FOLLOW ME!’ on the back, and leapt through. Yavinelf experienced the momentary white flash across his vision, and the weightlessness that always heralded his use of the Power. Though he really had no conscious thoughts whilst in its clutches, he was aware of a passage of time, never more than a few seconds, that seemed longer in relation to the distance covered. The first thing he noticed on arrival, was the cold. This was not the Byss Bistro! He had been happy, more than drunk, when he had chosen his favourite bar stool as his Bind Point, meaning that if he Gated, he would end up there; his theory being, if he ever had to use it, he would probably need a drink afterwards. The Inquisitor stared round the new surroundings with suspicion. It was possible that they had re-decorated since his last visit, knocked down a couple of the walls, done up the interior bulkheads with artificial ice, placed rusting starships around to give the impression of a long-disused hangar. He bounced lightly on his heels, experimentally, hearing and feeling the white frost crunch under his boots. Nope, that was proper gravity. This was a planet. “No silly little transmat beam diverts me while I am Gating! Where. In the Original Drokk. Am I?” “Ah, that would be covered under Frequently Asked Questions!” Nelf recognized that voice, and snapped his head round, and up, to gaze at the nine-foot tall armoured and cloaked Sentinel that he knew from the Emperor’s secret citadel in the Deep Core. Two tiny red eyes burned like coals from the dark recesses of the large being’s helmet. “Moe?!” “Inquisitor.” The Sentinel pulled open an official looking scroll of yellowed flimsi. “Okay, from the top. You have been selected to fight in the First Annual Lightsabre Tournament between the R.P.F. and the 'ee-yuck'? Ah, the E.U.C. You cannot use any of your non-Force powers; you cannot consult legal representation, and you have no right of appeal.” Moe glanced at him. “We are like U.N.I.T. in that respect.” “Okay.” Yav’ nodded, meeting his friend's ruby gaze. “They got you too, huh?” The Sentinel had the good grace to look shifty. “Well, I applied to be a Steward. They snapped me right up, but there was one tiny caveat.” “And that was?” “I had to recommend a mate to compete in the tournament.” “You don’t got any mates.” Yav countered with more candour than intended. "Well, apart from m-… Oh.” The Inquisitor looked down at the floor of the ice cavern. “Yes. And Hoth.” “Hoth.” “This place.” Moe raised arms as thick as tree trunks to indicate their location, well, tree trunks rooted in soil not particularly rich in nutrients, but you get the idea. “Echo Base. Site of a decisive and historical battle between the forces of the Empire and the-” “There is somebody alive in here.” Nelf growled, glaring hard into a nearby corner of the hangar, dimly lit by one of the wall sconces. His hand drifted to the horizontal scabbard at his back, under the dark green cape. Although the Sentinel’s mouth was not visible under those burning eyes, he could sense his betrayer's cruel smile. “Your opponent, Inquisitor. You sense him, don’t you?” “Nope. Just spotted the yellow snow.” Tag: Kev-Mas_Colcha -----signature----- Crowning Moment of Awesome – THE MASTER. Summoning six billion robotic beach balls Of Doom to decimate the Earth, blowing a good-bye kiss to the Doctor, all the while dancing to "Voodoo Child". EPIC. EVIL. WIN. 007 Family - DVC's twin bro'.
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Kev-Mas_Colcha Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 6/3 2:47pm Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament - Date Edited: 6/3 2:54pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Kev-Mas_Colcha
	IC: Kev-Mas Colcha Echo Base, Hoth It was just then that Kev-Mas felt something in the force he wasn't expecting to feel. Someone else. "That's interesting," thought Kev-Mas, while under his helmet, his crimson hued cybernetic eyes' thermal vision activating, searching for anyone else who might be in the area, "What would anyone else be doing on this force forsaken ball of ice..." Just then, it was made apparent, as he spotted a form of a cloaked figure, who, strangely, radiated with the Dark Side of the Force. "This can't be good..." thought Kev-Mas, instinctively deactivating his thermal vision and reaching for and grabbing his black, pronged-emitter lightclub, removing it from his belt clip. With a commanding voice, sounding like a Stormtrooper with a Coruscanti accent, he alerted the intruder to his presence, slowly walking out, the soles of his armored boots clunking on the pavement. "Halt! Who are you, and why are you here!?" TAG: Sith-I-5 -----signature----- "Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty." - John Basil Barnhill Order of the Sword and Skull Most Underrated Patron of the EUC
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Sith-I-5 Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 6/4 6:15am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	IC: Inquisitor Nelf / Yavinelf Dangerrescue Location: Echo Base, Hoth The Inquisitor stood, boots shoulder-width apart, in the centre of what he assumed to be the main hangar. A large opening behind him gave a view of the snow and windswept outside, over two felled blast-doors. Before him, a dark figure in shiny black armour, a horizontal crimson slash across his helmet face-plate where his eyes should be, started to walk out from the shadow of a gutted snowspeeder. The stranger looked nothing so much as a negative version of the Emperor’s Royal Guard. Then he remembered. Shadow Guard. His Imperial Majesty had a lot of guards, come to that. Royal Guards, Shadow Guards, big drokkers like Moe back in the corridor where he’d left him. Apparently big guys really did have weak ankles. “Halt!” The voice sounded like a Coruscanti accented stormtrooper. “Who are you, and why are you here?” The Inquisitor said nothing, regarding the Templar through hooded eyes. This was going down, regardless. Moe had shown him the pictures: Ysanne. Kev-Mas. The depravity. “How do I know you’ll duel him?” Moe had fished about in his obsidian robes, and pulled a colourful square of flimsi that he made to hand to the wary half-elf, but snatched it back at the last moment. “I’m supposed to ask, do you know about Photoshop?” “Never heard of the drokker.” “Okay. Here you go, then.” Yav’s eyes bulged as he held the picture in his shaking fist, initial dismay turning to a growing anger that burned through him. “Trip? That's my...” When he had first worked with Ysanne Isard, she had been a young field agent in the Senate Bureau of Intelligence, and his favourite pet name for her, was derived from her S.B.I. callsign at the time: “Triple-X”. “That's my girlfriend.” “Is it really?! Gosh, a coincidence, and no mistake.” Moe leaned over Yav’s shoulder to point at the pic’. “I can get you that in one-sheet size, if you like.” The Sentinel knew he was being less than subtle, but was only too aware that Nelf had trouble ‘reading between the lines’. “What lines?” The telepathic Inquisitor growled, eyes burning scarlet as he consciously drew upon the Dark Side for the encounter ahead, the power infusing him and now colouring his speech. In his mind, the bottom-most of a column of five alert signs, illuminated to the sound of a two-tone klaxon: DEFCON 5. Now he saw that the stranger, Kev-Mas, had drawn his own weapon, an pronged emitter in black. The Inquisitor drew his, grasping the rag-wrapped hilt of his own weapon, thumbing the release so that the beaten metal of the Norrathian Finely Crafted Sheer Blade stayed in the scabbard at his back, and only the hilt came free. He thumbed that into life, so that a deep crimson energy blade grew horizontally across the front of his torso in the defensive opening stance of Form III. In his mind, a two-tone klaxon as the next sign switched on: DEFCON 4. “I am not here to fight you.” Nelf lied, using the mild form of Dun Möch to mis-direct his opponent. The sad melodic chords of Duel of the Fates started to pipe through the Rebel Base’ ancient public address system, punctuating the stand-off. “Okay, apparently I am.” The Inquisitor directed his voice back into the corridor: “Thanks, Moe.” He regarded the Templar again. “I am here to teach you some manners.” DEFCON 3 Tag: Kev-Mas_Colchos -----signature----- Crowning Moment of Awesome – THE MASTER. Summoning six billion robotic beach balls Of Doom to decimate the Earth, blowing a good-bye kiss to the Doctor, all the while dancing to "Voodoo Child". EPIC. EVIL. WIN. 007 Family - DVC's twin bro'.
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Kev-Mas_Colcha Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 6/4 9:17am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	IC: Kev-Mas Colcha Echo Base, Hoth "I am here to teach you some manners," said the intruder, after the ignition of his lightsaber. "Speak for yourself," said Kev-Mas, sending the attempt to intimidate him back at the intruder, igniting his lightclub, the crimson blade coming to life with a distinctive snap-hiss, extending to a length about as long as Kev-Mas was tall, "I was here first, you know." Kev-Mas, utilizing what appeared to be the opening stance of Form V, standing with his main hand side facing his opponent, holding his lightclub with both hands out from his body, pointed upward in a diagonal motion in the direction of his off hand side, then transitioning into an opening salute, bringing the saber upright and held straight, while turning to face the opponent directly. Quickly after that, Kev-Mas moved in for the strike, sending a strong sweeping blow at his opponent's off hand side. However, while doing so, recognizing his opponent's use of the Soresu Stance, he did something he rarely did - he didn't put everything he had into the blow, making sure not to expend himself, and make a costly mistake that his opponent could take advantage of. TAG: Sith-I-5 -----signature----- "Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty." - John Basil Barnhill Order of the Sword and Skull Most Underrated Patron of the EUC
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Sith-I-5 Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 6/4 10:37am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament - Date Edited: 6/4 10:40am (1 edits total) Edited By: Sith-I-5
	IC: Inquisitor Nelf “Speak for yourself.” The apparent Shadow Guard countered, “I was here first, you know?” Yav’ watched the SG ignite his own, similarly coloured lightsabre, but that was where the comparison failed, for the blade just continued growing. There was an Ataru salute that he should have returned, but the Inquisitor was still thinking about the sheer length of the thing! “You know what they say about people with long lightsabres,” he began, but honestly, his heart wasn’t in it. The SG stepped forwards, sweeping the energy shaft in a fan of pink light to Yav’s left side, the Inquisitor moving his left hand to join his right on the pommel of his own weapon, and swept his blade anti-clockwise to parry the other, and sensing that the deflection would not be that effective, advanced whilst pirouetting three-hundred and sixty degrees, right to left, inside the other’s guard in a text-book jung ma to strike, at speed, at the Templar’s left hip. Tag: Kev-Mas -----signature----- Crowning Moment of Awesome – THE MASTER. Summoning six billion robotic beach balls Of Doom to decimate the Earth, blowing a good-bye kiss to the Doctor, all the while dancing to "Voodoo Child". EPIC. EVIL. WIN. 007 Family - DVC's twin bro'.
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Kev-Mas_Colcha Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 6/4 12:32pm Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	OOC: Its actually a Djem So Salute. Ataru with a Lightclub wouldn't work, IMO. IC: Kev-Mas Colcha Echo Base, Hoth Kev-Mas, didn't have time to respond to the witty comment about his saber length, of which he got enough of from his fellow Templars as it was. Seeing his opponent prepare for a spinning strike, he didn't give him the chance to finish his acrobatic move, as he reached out to the force, and unleashed a powerful Force Wave, intending to blow his opponent backwards with the sheer power of the force, protecting him from his enemy's blade, and giving him yet another chance to strike. TAG: Sith-I-5 Force Powers Used: 1 Force Wave -----signature----- "Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty." - John Basil Barnhill Order of the Sword and Skull Most Underrated Patron of the EUC
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Sith-I-5 Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 6/5 3:06pm Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	IC: Inquisitor Nelf Location: Echo Base, Hoth For his part, Inquisitor Nelf, who had felt the Force Wave hit him in the chest, thought he’d Gated again, and looked up hopefully from the end of the seventy metre furrow in the snow, hoping to see his bar stool: Byss Bistro? No? Damn. Struggling for purchase, he sat up to find himself outside the hangar entrance. “Okay. That gives new meaning to ‘out cold’.” Nelf recognised his vulnerability to a follow-through attack from the Templar, and gamely struggled up and out of the shallow trench to the sound of Moe’s gleeful cackling from inside. Right. Well. If we are going to be tossing people about… then I’m taking my cloak off. It had almost strangled him that last time it had been caught between his body and the deck he'd had been sliding over. He detached it, looked around for somewhere to hang it, then dropped it in the powder. Glaring now, back towards the dimly-illuminated entry-way, he raised his right hand, started to generate a fireball, and sought out Kev-Mas' presence in the Force. After a moment, he regarded his decidedly un-fiery digits with betrayed eyes, and realised that the 'port from Raxus Prime had exhausted his mana, that ethereal fuel that powered his non-Force abilities. Stang. Old School it is, then. Yavinelf started to tromp across the crunchy snow back towards the entrance, footfalls sounded hollow as he stepped onto one of the fallen doors, dropping his right hand to his side where, a moment later, his dropped lightsabre jumped out of the snow behind him, and into his waiting palm where his fingers gripped it gratefully. He stopped level with the entrance, the outside light creating a diffused halo round him. He held the un-lit weapon at his side, emitter pointed away from him, at the floor. Moe was taking sides. “Good, Colcha, gooood. Strike him down and take your father’s place at my side.” Nelf frowned. “You do know we’re not related, right?” He thumbed the laser sword back into life and brought the humming red blade back round in front of him again. His Soresu wasn't going to do much good this far apart though. He glared warily at Colcha, trying to determine a weakness to be exploited, absently flexing his left wrist to banish the growing ache. The surgeons aboard the medical frigate had done a bang up job re-attaching the hand, but they'd warned him that he could feel discomfort in cold weather. True to form, it was really enjoying Hoth. Right now, it was by the hotel pool, supping a Pina Colada and eyeing up the totty. If Colcha didn’t make a move soon, Yav' was going back to the cloak, cut some off to wrap round his wrist. “Nice trick, boy. But can you do it again?” Tag: Kev-Mas Colcha -----signature----- Crowning Moment of Awesome – THE MASTER. Summoning six billion robotic beach balls Of Doom to decimate the Earth, blowing a good-bye kiss to the Doctor, all the while dancing to "Voodoo Child". EPIC. EVIL. WIN. 007 Family - DVC's twin bro'.
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Kev-Mas_Colcha Registered: Dec '02	Date Posted: 6/5 5:08pm Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	IC: Kev-Mas Colcha Echo Base, Hoth "You do know we’re not related, right?" asked the intruder rhetorically towards the location of the voice that had moments earlier egged Kev-Mas on. "You're right," said Kev-Mas, using Dun Moch to demoralize his opponent, "My father was never that stupid looking." Kev-Mas wasn't happy. He wanted this fool dead. It was enough that he had decided to show up, and possibly interfere with his getting back to Remsian Space, but now he was attacking him - like a typical Darksider would. Next, Kev-Mas charged at his opponent. Not full speed, no, as that would be foolish against a practitioner of Soresu, but he did do so with enough force and momentum to cut durasteel. TAG: Sith-I-5 -----signature----- "Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty." - John Basil Barnhill Order of the Sword and Skull Most Underrated Patron of the EUC
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Sith-I-5 Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 6/6 2:52pm Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament
	OOC: I must credit pashatemur for the ‘little red truck’ line. IC: Inquisitor Nelf “You’re right. My father was never that stupid looking.” Nelf allowed a small smile as the Templar came, and his first thought was to drop to one knee and spin his lightsabre towards the man at knee height, essentially ‘fixing his little red truck’, but that stang only worked in holo-games. The galaxy and his wife knew the Shii-Cho marks of contact by now; his lightsabre would be history. Kev-Mas was close now, which meant his lengthy red super-blade was closer. Too drokking close. Right, Telekinesis: switch the bastiche off. The half-elf focussed his mind on the activator for the oversized black hilt that Colcha wielded, and and was already moving his own blade to deflect the other’s aside, to parry it, if the deactivation ploy did not work. Tag: Kev-Mas_Colcha Force Power expended: 1 Telekinesis -----signature----- Crowning Moment of Awesome – THE MASTER. Summoning six billion robotic beach balls Of Doom to decimate the Earth, blowing a good-bye kiss to the Doctor, all the while dancing to "Voodoo Child". EPIC. EVIL. WIN. 007 Family - DVC's twin bro'.
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Imperial_Hammer Title: Manager: • SWRPF • NSWRPF • RPR Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 6/8 9:36am Subject: The EUC-RPF Masters Tournament - Date Edited: 6/8 9:36am (1 edits total) Edited By: Imperial_Hammer
	Judge's OOG: This match ends in two days. Just a reminder. -----signature----- In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair. In rode the Lord of the Nazgûl, under the archway that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face.
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