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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 25 2008, 04:03 PM (311 Views) | |
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Oct 25 2008, 04:03 PM Post #1 |
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Rebel Without a Clue
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Pylon stood in the evacuating hanger of the Star Destoryer. Stormtroopers had thrown their weapons down and abandoned their helmets and ranks, despratly running to the evacuation pods and lifevessles. PYlon, however, stood trainquil. The Jedi had given this vessle a crippling and fatal blow to the engines, causeing it to slowly start falling toward Coruscant, being pulled in by the planets gravity. And yet, Pylon stood still, waiing for the rest of the troops to evacuate. Pylon had a job to do. He worked his way past the running troopers, like a fish swimming upstream. He was making his way to the bridge, where his information told him his opponet was. Pylon knew it was true. He could feel the Sith's connection to the Force. Slowly, Pylon unstrapped and buckled his armor off, pulling the protective plates and coverings off, intent on fighting the Sith fairly. Stripped down to just his Bodysuit, Pylon's face stiffened, changing from his usual grin to a grimmence and glareing expression of hatred and serioseness. His troops had been killed in this attack. His armor now stripped, the Jedi then pulled out his DC-15s's out of their protective holstiers and dropped them on the ground, resting them where they lay. Pylon pulled the last thing he had on his person -- his lightsabers. Two, beatifully crafted, polished stainless durasteel, curved hilted, custom built lightsabers. One Red, Red as the hatred that burned in the young Padawans heart, and Blue as the Force gathering around him. Reaching the sealed doors of the control bridge, Pylon took in a deep breath, pushing all of it out of his lungs at once, pushing his arms out, ripping the bulkhead doors apart, opening up for Pylon. He stood infront of the Sith Apprintice and snarled "Your going to pay for the Jedi and Soilders you killed today...Get ready to die!" He yelled and ignited his blades, left hand blue, right hand red. |
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| Arriaddik | Oct 25 2008, 04:16 PM Post #2 |
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Baal stood and watched as Pylon lit his lightsabers. "Their song was flat and lacked feeling. They didn't deserve to foul the air with there music. Lets hope your song isn't so poorly composed. " Baal drew his double-bladed lightsaber and ignited it. The red blades hissed as they came to life and Baal stood with his lightsaber across his chest ready to strike. The ship shifted and Baal could feel the pull of the planet as it was pulling his destroyed ship to the ground. It was a heavy loss but it would be worth the death of the talentless worm who dared to stand before him. The song filled Baal and the tune filled the air as the combat started. "Come let us play a duet. You had better stay in key." |
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Oct 25 2008, 04:58 PM Post #3 |
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Rebel Without a Clue
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Pylon spat on the ground, grippign his teeth together "Youll pay" he hissed and ran toward Baal, boots clanking on the metal floor of the room. As Pylons sabers hissed and whirled past his head, The Plasma beam of Blue (Left) striked down at its opponets right shoulder, attempting to cleave off his arm in a single stroke. At the same time, Pylon had flipped his saber upside down, holding it Shoen style. As Pylons first strike finshed and his left hand got saftly down, in order to keep from Pylon going down with his slash and putting him in a deadly postion, he swung up diagonally at Baal's left leg, up to his right shoulder. At the compleation of this, (weather his opponet dodged or not) Pylon was brought up slightly, his feet leaving the ground, by the force of his slash. This cause him to spin and turn a compleat circle, holding his left saber infront of him in order to block any attacks to his front, and the opposit with his right hand, blocking his back, staying compleatly protected. He finshed by landing back from his last postion, ready for the next attack. |
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| Arriaddik | Oct 25 2008, 05:44 PM Post #4 |
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As soon as Pylon swung his lightsabers Baal could tell his song was weak. Baal jumped to the left as Pylon attacked his right shoulder and as he was out of range the second attack that pylon made missed. Baal then thrust his lightsaber blade forward at Pylons open side. Even if Pylon were to stop mid swing and bring his blade down in time there wouldn't be enough force behind it to stop the attack due to the grip he had on the blade instead the best he could hope for would be to cause it to only wound him. Baal then quickly pulled back his Lightsaber and looked at Pylon with a cool look sad at the lack of challenge. |
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Oct 25 2008, 07:05 PM Post #5 |
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Rebel Without a Clue
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As Pylon noticed Baal move out of his path, it was clear to where he would be attacking. As the jab to Pylon's side was in range, Pylon flipped his right wrist with his Shoen saber, deflecting the blade ever so slightly, it scrapped past Pylon, mearly sineging his rib. Cleanching his eyes tightly though the pain, Pylon landed, jumping back and examined his side. "Hmm...Your not as pethtic as you are stupid...That's saying somthing...." He said and flipped his Red Saber upright and got into his Jar Kai postion. His right arm across his body and ribs, pointing behind him under his arm and his blue hand resting on the top of his fist. "Your Turn.." |
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| Arriaddik | Oct 25 2008, 07:35 PM Post #6 |
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Baal looked at his opponents new stance. "Give up jedi. I can hear your song and you cant win." Baal then moved froward and aimed a sweeping swing at pylons left side with his bottom blade. Baal smiled and waited for the move he knew his opponent was going to make. |
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Oct 25 2008, 07:45 PM Post #7 |
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Rebel Without a Clue
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Pylon closed his eyes at his opponets trash talking. He had to remain calm. He felt though the force what his opponet's next attack would be. As his opponet rushed at him, Pylon pulled his right arm out and blocked his opponets bottem saber from attacking. "Stupid sith, Such tactics are futile agenst Jedi!" He thought as he took his blue saber and locked it agenst the top blade of Baal's saber, keeping it from moving "BACK OFF!" he yelled as he brought his leg up and kicked out with a powerfull push kick aimed at Baal's gut. |
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| Arriaddik | Oct 25 2008, 08:12 PM Post #8 |
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Baal was locked in a stale mate with Pylon. Then feeling Pylon shift his weight Baal acted quickly. Baal turned his top blade off. With the lack of counter pressure Pylons lightsaber fell forward past Baals side just missing him. Then Baal turned his light saber back on and with the added pressure of the bottom blade being pushed on his top light saber landed a wound on Pylons shoulder as Baal was kicked in the stomach and fell back. |
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Oct 25 2008, 08:26 PM Post #9 |
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Rebel Without a Clue
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As Pylon fell forward at Baal's sudden move, Pylon leaned forward slightly. To try and resist the fall, he shifted his weight to his left leg, leaning more to that side and stopping his lean forward. At this however, as Pylon leaned back, Baal brought his saber down upon Pylons right shoulder, not accoyunting for the sudden change in standing. The saber went down Pylons arm, grazeing him down to his wrist before Pylon brke the deadlock. A Graze it might be, but a minor touch was painfull from a lightsaber. Pylon jumped back and threw his right handed lightsaber in a Saber Throw, the blade spinning in a disk of destruction at the wounded Baal as he fell back from the kick to the chest, attempting to cut Baal in half at the Solarplex (a Pressure point above the stomach and below the ribs in the center of the torso) |
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| Arriaddik | Oct 26 2008, 10:49 AM Post #10 |
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Baal recovered from the kick to his gut and as he looked up he saw Pylon throw his lightsaber. Acting out of reflex Baal knocked the blade off the the far right with a side swipe. Then standing and getting back in his battle stance he looked across at Pylon. "Your move jedi. I can hear the end of your song." Baal stood regaining his breath watching his opponent closely waiting for the slightest movement to give him a hint to his next move. |
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Oct 26 2008, 11:15 AM Post #11 |
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Pylon spat on the ground and checked his arm. It was burnt, but hed live. "Enough of your talk of music! My god! Shut up!" He ylled and looked at his lightsaber that laid inactive on the ground. No chance of getting that... Pylon paced slowly, watching his opponet with the most scrutiny ever.Changing his saber into his right hand, get got a feel for the blue saber. It was his, but the sabers werent exactly identicle. they was some diffrence in them. He had to get used to useing the blue sword in his right hand. "Your about to hear your own outro..." Pylon hissed as he rushed forward towards Baal. At about a meter and a half from him Pylon swun his saber to the right, hitting the top saber of Baal's Saberstaff, near the bottem, causeing it to go to the left, away from Baal and Pylon. Then, with his full force, Pylon threw a devestating sucker punch at Baal's nose. No one ever acused Pylon of being "gracefull" |
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| Arriaddik | Oct 26 2008, 11:40 AM Post #12 |
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Baal used the top blade to block the saber and seeing Pylon about to use a punch shifted his hips and lowered him self and turned in a way to throw Pylons blade out to the side by bring his bottom blade up and his top blade down. then he brought up his other blade and make heavy contact with Pylons arm.(cutting it off maybe). "Give in jedi. Your song is like a one man band compared to my symphony. ." |
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Oct 26 2008, 01:12 PM Post #13 |
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Pylon's last ditch effort was in vain. His arm cut off, he fell to his knees before Baal. "Heh...Yeah.." He coughed, trying not to scream out in pain. "Well..Looks like its over...Finsh it, Sith...Gimme a warriors death.." He asked sincerly and closed his eyes, bowed his head and took a gulp of air one last time. ooc: YEEEY FOR BAAL! HE WINS!!!! CONGRATILATIONS!!! next time i wont let u off so easy though... anyway, acording to mine and baals deal, i have to wear this in my avatar for one week... ![]() |
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| Arriaddik | Oct 26 2008, 01:19 PM Post #14 |
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" You never stood a chance jedi the notes to the song were as good as written on paper." Baal raised his lightsaber and thrust it down Pylons skull to the hilt. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air and Baal stood enjoying the last few tunes of the song before he left and escaped the starship on Acoustic Motis. |
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