SWRPF Archive Colosseum: The Arena

Zaarin had just given Nithrak some pain. Something for him to enjoy before he dies the Caridan thought, getting to his feet and running in a beserker towards the Yuzzies waving his whip around, causing loud humming noises.

 

"I'm so scared"

*Yun pulled his arm back to his side, digging out some of Mitth's new leg and tripping him in the process*

"Ha!"

 

Nithrak dropped to his hands and knees and swept Zaarin's legs out from under him. The Warmaster flipped up to his feet and somersaulted in midair, extending his leg and dropping it on Zaarin's chest. The lightwhip cracked again and slashed along Nithrak's forearm.

The Warmaster rolled away from Zaarin and barked at Yun to get away. The Warleader scrambled to the side and Nithrak let loose a blast of flame from his firespitter implant at the two infidels.

 

Yet again Zaarin hit the dust, and rolled away to avoid the fire, but to no avail. It burnt his arm and legs badly. Though in agony, he stood up and threw his whip at Nithrak, waiting to recall it with the force once it struck.

 

Mitth went down. His rifle clattering to the side a couple feet away after a stray bolt sped past Yun's ear. He saw Yun Yuuzhan quickly scramble out of the way and saw Nithrak lift his newly crafted arm up.

"Oh shaveit!" Mitth exclaimed and scrambled to his feet, skipping away on one good leg and a half damaged one just as the flames reached his spot. "I hate Extra Crispy from the YVFI!"

 

*Yun ran back after Mitth and kicked him in the arse for good measure*

 

Nithrak fell backwards and tried to tangle the whip around his amphistaff. He partially succeded, but the trailing edge lashed up the side of his face, taking a piece of his earlobe with it.

Just then the whip and amphistaff were called back to Zaarin's hand, leaving Nithrak defenseless.

Nithrak cartwheeled out of the way of a trio of bolts from Mitth's blaster, picking up his coufee when he was upside down and held it up, point down as he scanned for an attack.

 

Mitth paused a moment after the fire ceased to check on his prosinthetic leg. Yun had taken alot of the synthetic flesh and wires, but the skeletal structure was still intact to allow him to move around. But his leg would be slow in moving since it went past the knee joint.

He sighed and lifted his rifle to fire at Nithrak, he dodged the blaster bolts like some aggressive agile dancer. He shifted his rifle momentarily onto Yun Yuuzhan and began firing at that warrior as well.

He shifted his shots between the two and hoped he hit one of them. And hoped he would kill both of them.

 

Knowing well that Mitthy could use an amphistaff better than he could, Zaarin threw the amphistaff to Mitth, who caught it. Zaarin ran to Yun and stuck the whip up his arse for good measure.

 

*Yun reached his arms back over his head and grabbed Zaarin and lifted him up with one hand, taking some kicks while yanking thw whip out of his crevice. He then crammed it into Zaarin's mouth and ran over to beat Jello with Zaarin*

 

Here's my bio:

Name:Jerec Fel
Nickname:The Feller
Age:32
Gender:Male
Species:Human

Appearance
---Height:5"10
---Weight:200lbs
---Eye Color:Black
---Hair Color:Black
---Skin/Fur Color:White
---Other:A scar running from his jaw into his scalp.

Personality Traits:Intelligent,thinks fast,good memory

Habits:Gloats,drinks,lift weights alot

Strengths
---Agility:Above-Average
----Brawn:Average
---Intelligence:Above-Average
---Speed: Above-Average,

Talents:Martial artist,swordsman

The Force:
---No

Weapons:2 forcepikes made of Phrik alloy,vibroblades all over his body.

History:Jerec Fel was once a member of the elite Royal Guard.He was on his way to becoming an Imperial Sovereign guard when the Emperor died,he was forced to go into hiding.Now he is ready to unleash his anger in the Colosseum.

OOC:In the first post it is said that no projectile weapon can be used.But Mitth is currently using a blaster,explain.

 

Contrary to what he would have like, everyone was distracted by Jello's entrance, including Mitth. Nithrak took the opportunity step close and kick the barrel of the infidel's rifle into the air.

A flick of his wrist sent the coufee sailing towards Jello's heart, and Nithrak completed his spin to smash his elbow into Mitth's face.

 

The amphistaff which Zaarin had thrown him tried to bite him but he had enough experiance with these creatures to calm it down and accept him as its user. He had the snake like staff coil around his arm and saw Grand Admiral Jello enter the arena.

"What the hell is he doing here?" He questioned just as he lost his sniper rifle. His head snapped back to pay attention to Nithrak and reeled back with both hands covering his nose. "My bose, you kiffin proke my bose!"

He growled and uncoiled the staff from his arm and swung it at Nithrak's feet. The warrior jumped over the attack and landed a double kick into Mitth's chest. Both warriors fell to the ground, Nithrak bouncing back to his feet and Mitth struggling back to his.

 

Taking a swill of Zaarin's Bacta Sports Drink, official medicine/sports drink of the Colosseum, the Caridan's throat healed, but as a result he bled internally. Reading the fine print on the bottle, Zaarin acknlowedged it and fought on, slashing his whip into Yun's privates for payback.

 

*Yun grabbed the whip and beat Zaarin with it. At the first chance he grabbed the bas**** by the crotch and sent him flying across the arena*

 

Nithrak had his back to Jello when the infidel fired. The first two shots missed, but the third hit him in the back of his knee, causing it to give out.

Mitth, having regained control of his blaster rifle, smashed it into Nithrak's face. The Warmaster blacked out momentarily and fell to his face, when he awoke Mitth was on top of his back with the amphistaff wrapped around his throat, choking him.

Nithrak bent his good leg at the knee, and drove his foot square into Mitth's croch, cause the imperial to somersault over the Warmaster's head.

Nithrak hopped up onto one leg and tested his injured one. He could put weight on it, but his mobility was restricted severely.

With his bare hands he waved Mitth on.

 

OOC:

OOC:In the first post it is said that no projectile weapon can be used.But Mitth
is currently using a blaster,explain.

Oops....Uh Nithrak said I could so this is the exception. Hehe.

IC:

Mitth groaned and grimaced while trying to will his vision to clear. Once the pain had subsided to a bareable degree he lifted his head to glower crimson daggers at the Warmaster. "Big mistake." He hissed between clinched teeth, more from anger than pain.

He lifted his rifle again and pulled the trigger. CLICK!

"What?" He checked the power pack and found it empty. He curshed in cheunh and attempted to club Nithrak with it.

OOC: Now its not a projectile weapon!

 

IC:Jerec Fel watched from above.He would learn his enemies moves before finally battling them.These were good,he recognized two Imperials and two Yuuzhan Vong.He checked all his weapons and his armor plates to ceheck whether he had all his equipment.They were all in place.Now he would study them.

OOC:I would have joined in but it's one o'clock in the morning where I am so I'll join in tommorrow.

 

Zaarin landed on GAJ, bowling him over. 'Accidentally' striking Jello with his whip, Zaarin picked himself, and GAJ's gun, up and began to fire at Yun.

 

Nithrak and Mitth were grappling when they stopped and stared dumbstruck at the blaster that had landed in the dirt next to them.

Mitth turned and ran. Nithrak was a second slower when he realised what was happening. The blast knocked him down, and he saw stars.

From his belt Nithrak plucked a small orb and threw it at Zaarin and Jello. It exploded and his pet Pikachu leapt on the two infidels.

Nithrak turned back to Mitth as he heard a high pitched "PIKAAAAA!" resound across the arena, followed by the sizzle of a lightning attack.

 

"What the heck?" He sheilded his eyes from the fireworks emitting from the yellow furball that suddenly appeared. Then he found himself on the ground again looking up at Nithrak. "Kriffit!"

He stroked the amphistaff and whipped it at Nithrak's throat, clutching him and the snake like head hissing at him poised to strike its venom filled teeth into his flesh.

 

Out of the corner of his eye, Zaarin spotted the most horrifying abomination known to sentient life...
Pikachu.
Turning to hit he sprayed as many blaster bolts as he could at it, causing it to moan inhuman cries.