Discussion in 'Star Wars Community' started by Qui-Gon_Reborn, Feb 25, 2010.
maybe another time,
*begins to scurry off*
*the dragon growls and quickly uses a talon to pin down the back of Charn's robe before speaking in a deep voice*
Turn and fight me, 'Emperor'.
*quickly scurries, wondering why the door is not getting any closer, realises he is being pinned*
*uncloaks my robe and backflips behind her activating my lightsaber and wounding the tail*
*roars in fury and flicks her tail round quickly to knock him over, whilst turning and shooting a burst of flame at him*
*rolls out the way*
*flames hitting my robe*
hot hot hot hot hot
*quickly takes it off*
*force throws debris at her*
*flexes her wings and uses them to take off and climb high into the air to avoid the debris*
land you dragon!
(my insults are kewl )
Land? Ney, little man creature.
Not all of us are restricted to the ground.
*circles the arena, sending bursts of flame at the small figure below*
I could use some sithly suggestions via PM, please.
*dives out the way*
*continues force throwing things*
*blows a raspberry*
*swoops down and picks him up by the hem of his robes*
Prepare to meet your fate, Ancalagon! For I am descended from E?rendil the Mariner, he who bested you in the War of Wrath, and in my saber is contained the living light of Telperion and Laurelin!
Anyone wish to duel?
*turns at the newcomer's voice and roars in fury and pure hate, shaking the earth*
"Fight me then! Fight me, son of the woods and the trees!"
A new challenger wanders in. Her long black hair whipping behind her from the wind which rippled through the air. She smirked a dragon. She might, for once, have a challenge. She carries a long sword made of Mandalorian Iron and Cortosis. Faint lines crossed the blade giving it an appearance of fragility. But by the sweat many of the finest Madolorian blacksmiths it became a sword made of one of the strongest hybrids in the world. A evil smirk spreads across her face. "Any of you Charlatan's want to feel true power?"
*While watching the dragon and his master duel he notices the new challenger. Admires the weapon being carried*
I want to feel "true" power.
*Removes robe and ignites his lightsabre. Bows to his opponent*
heh I've finished with that duel
*see my sig*
Sees Furio's eagerness and grins.
"Well then youngling let's see if your skill matches your impatience.
Xana waits for her chalenger to make the first move. Her body bladed to the side signifing her readiness.
T'Jace pulled on the beast in the Force, leaving enough power to anchor himself to the ground. If he could get into close quarters combat with it, his chances for success would improve greatly.
*growls in hate and sends a gush of fire at his new challenger*
I'm assuming that, if the Godzilla-sized-compared-to-Godzilla Ancalagon the Black (I'm not kidding on that one- Ancalagon, in his death throes, destroyed a mountain that makes Mount Everest look like an anthill) isn't off-limits, then no one would mind it if I entered a duel as Fate of the Jedi-era Luke Skywalker, right?
I would say that it would probably be fine as long as you didn't go all Mary Sue on us. But then again it's not really up to me now is it.
Hey, I do Luke in several forum RPs, so I'm no stranger to gimping him for the sake of fairness.
Sorry I'm late. Let's dance.
*Force jumps into the air and attempts a flurry of strikes to Raphire's throat, torso, and legs.*
((All righty, going to hope that it's okay at this point...))
*The Jade Shadow flies in and hovers for a landing, extruding its landing gear before settling down and lowering its boarding ramp. I hop out and look around at the general chaos- lightsabers and swords and dragons, oh, my!*
I've got a bad feeling about this... *unclips saber from belt, but doesn't activate it yet- just looks around warily, waiting for an opponent*