Social Games The Rancor Pit (EUC Dueling thread)

NOOOOOOOOO NOT THE CAAAANDY!!!! *gasp* the horror!

*goes bqck into the nice clean cozy stocking and happily shreds Paddy's homework.

 

NOOOOOOOOO NOT MY ESSAAAAAAAY!!! The horror!

*leaps into the stocking with her lightsaber blazing* I'm gonna make you rewrite every word of that paper you shredded!

 

*tells all of the Zombie Gungan Elves that Paddy's lekku are actually peppermint candy and watches them shamble towards and surround her*

 

How do you like me now?

 

*takes a wary step back from Swan, noticing that the zombies seem to have a particular interest in her*

"I like you THIS much!" *lunges for Swan to knock her over and allow the shambling former Gungans to overtake them both, even deactivating her lightsaber*

 

*encourages Paddy's playfullness* Regrettably I have more to do in life so can not as of yet join the undead. *force pushes teh zombehs into the opposite wall*

 

*watches as Paddy suddenly morphs into a Togruta zombie elf and then is Forced into teh wall while the over-protective festive Rancor roaringly charges at Spider-Swan*

 

*Pulls self up to full height and scowls menacingly*

SIT DOWN! *Rancor comes to a halt and hangs head*

 

*taunts rancor*

 

*watches Swan being eaten by the rancor*

 

*Rancor's tummy itches. Rancor idly scratches itch then esplodes and Swan does a wicked flip out, landing on her feet, both lightsabers extended and on. She straightens up. Her smile gleams, tendrils of hair float around her face and a mysterious, low-lying mist swirls around her feet. She shuts her sabers off, slides them back into their holsters and dips head* Fun.

 

*walks inside, turning every direction just to look at the dusty stands*

Force, so the Rancor Pit still stands! I'm surprised!

 

*3d prints a cross between a rancor and velociraptor and sets it loose*

 

Wha!?!?!?!?! I don't believe I have had the pleasure of posting in this thread bef-

*Gets trampled by said dinosaur and rancor*

 

*dives down behind several rocks to avoid the dinosaur-rancor* What the heck is that!?

*hurries over to the poor victim of the hulking beast's footsteps* We just might need a medical droid...! Are you all right, sir?

 

Nerrrrr!!!!!!!!!!! *gets up slowly*

*Throws a bomb filled with itching powder in a random direction*

I'm better now dammit....Muuuuuch better.

*feels itchy*

Great.....I knew I should have properly calculated the blast radius of my itchy scratchy bomb.

I think I'll test out my second prototype in the Wes Janson Fan Club. Swan will love this. Hehehehe.

*limps away*

 

*whips the thread into shape*

*itches nose*

 

Of course you run rampant. You cannot run civilly. But I'll teach you. I say that like Demona would to Goliath: "I'll teach you."

 

Ok, my Master Lady Belligerent asked me to come here and fight this Rangor, Rambour, Ratzor [background voice: Pssss: it's a Rancor]. Oh yes, a Rancor, indeed.
Seriously, Lady Bell, is this a task? I've dealt with Entropious before. I won't be intimidated by anything. What is this Rancor? Must be a doddle, give it to me and I will pulverise it in...

*The Rancor appears*


Oh. My. God!