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Post by Redeemer on Apr 22, 2005 20:26:43 GMT -5
Matthus watched as his officers left. He slowly walked to the window looking down. It was a pretty long way down. perfect he thought. He was going to test the physical improvements to himself. He jumped threw the window. Doing many flips and tricks. Enjoying himself if you will.
He landed and felt no pain. As soon as that thought was over he used the new force power to speed his movements. He launched forward toward a temple were he saw alot of dark force imenating from.
He got to the door and saw that there seemed to have been entry a little bit before he was here. Walks slowly in thinking of who it could be.
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Post by Boba Fett on Apr 23, 2005 0:31:04 GMT -5
(If yall didnt notice Sa'cre isnt a Zabrak(Darth Mauls people) he is a Kel Dor( www.rabittooth.com/800x600StarWarsWallpapers/PloKoonWallpaper.jpg)changed the way he looks Sa'cre looked at the watch on his wrist and saw that it had ben a hour he walked over to Megans ship and sat in the back and started medetating as usual.Sa'cre was meditating for hours untill he started having bad visions.He rememberd the huge bounty put on his head.He had visions of how he had (a month ago) barly escaped with his life in a fight with the greatest bounty hunter in the galaxy Boba Fett.Boba traked him to the planet of Naboo and easily killed the 3 uther Sith with him.And almost got his bounty when Sa'cre escaped. Boba could easily take out any of his Prey with all of his weapons his sharp shooting and great skill at hand to hand light saber vibro blade ect... combat.The fact that Boba was force sensitive made him all the more deadlyer although he could use some force powers he wasnt that great at the force because he hated Jedi and would never learn under them.He was alsoe the first to ever escape a sarlac pit. Sa'cre awoke from the nightmares and saw that he was already in space he walked over to Megan and aked how mutch longer untill we arive she answerd "about 3 more hours" Sa'cre then walked to the window and started having visions of Boba Fett again and senced a faint force signal a few miles behind him.He knew it was Boba stalking him again.Geting closer to Sa'cre evry second.
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Post by DachandesHonor on Apr 23, 2005 20:20:25 GMT -5
By the time that Grievous had made his way to the docking bays and shouldered his way through the door, the Jedi had formed a tight circle. Continuing to parry blaster bolts the Jedi whirled around the room, cutting through the battle droids as they fired on them. As soon as Grievous entered the room, the blasters stopped out of fear of hitting the General.
Two of the Jedi turned to see Grievous, their eyes widening with shock, then narrowing with detirmination. Leaping forward, they surged at him, engaging the two lighsabers he had drawn from his cloak. The duel raged through the hold, as they clashed. These Jedi were more proficient than some of the ones he had faced, but not skilled enough to provide much of a challenge for him. The four blades seared the air, washing the burnished bulkheads with harsh light, and ungainly shadows.
Flanking him, the two Jedi rushed in.
Grievous waited until the last instant to command his legs to raise him up several centimeters. Then he extended his lightsabers straight out from his sides, angled slightly downward. Slipping past the flashing strikes of his opponents, Grievous's blades peirced the chests of both. They fell away from him, faces contorted in suprise, of the sort only sudden death could bring.
Grievous turned to see another Jedi charge forward at him. As he fought, he turned his head slightly to see how Kroenen was faring against those who had attacked him.
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Post by econdha on Apr 24, 2005 0:25:57 GMT -5
Sa'cre stood behind the pilot's chair. Meegan glanced at the chair beside her. "You standing behind me like that is making me nervous, sir. Though you're no doubt enjoying it. It's having a negative effect on my flying and we've got a tail. Been following us since we left Korriban."
Meegan leaned back and let the computer tap into her mind. Most humans didn't have high enough brain functions to communicate with a computer. Meegan's father had been an extreemly high end human, just barely on the scale at all. "Do we have time to turn and fight? Jeremy, I'm gonna let him catch us. Get to the gun tower. I want all weapons online now. We'll be in range in 3 minutes."
"Do you want control of the forward batteries?" Jeremy's voice came through the com. Meegan was already using at least 65% of her concentration on flying. It was going to get more difficult once the dogfight started. She turned to Sa'cre.
"If we tangle with this guy I can't fight and fly at the same time. Can you take the forward batteries? They are run by the computer. You'd have to link to the computer. I know you're able, I also understand not wanting to link to a strange computer system. Your choice, sir."
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Post by Boba Fett on Apr 24, 2005 0:52:22 GMT -5
Sorry but Im confused by what you mean by linking up with computer and the forward bateries what do you mean?
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Post by Boba Fett on Apr 24, 2005 1:33:37 GMT -5
Sa,cre answerd yes Im on my way there he ran towards the main computer.He linked to it and was in control of the batteries.He looked out into space and saw nothing.Untill he senced the force sencitive bounty hunter coming closer and closer then he saw the Slave 2.It began firing but the ship dodjed thanx to Megans driving.He shot at the ship as the lasers zaped out the canons and hurtled towards the ship.It dodged easily Boba was clearly a great pilot.He kept firing and only 3 shots got Boba he then shot missles out of his ship and Megans ship took direct hit.The ship began smoking.Sa'cre yelled across the hall to Megan to retreat and try to loose him just get away from him hes to good of a pilot.Bring our ship to Kashyyk he yelled.Waiting for a answer.
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Post by econdha on Apr 24, 2005 1:55:03 GMT -5
SilverTiger(Meegan as the ship's mind) felt two missles coming toward her. She spun, diving toward the gravity well of the planet, hoping one of her gunners would pick them off. One impacted her left side, just below the kidneys. She swung broadside to give her gunners a better shot.
SilverTiger pulled more of herself into the computer banks. All her brain power was focused on controlling her mass. She pushed herself to the limit of her abilites.
Suddenly she was torn from herself from the endless, limitless power of the ship back into her human body. Meegan saw Jeremy's face and passed out.
Jeremy set Meegan in the co pilot's chair. A black bruise spread across her left side. A reminder of the price you paid when your mind believed. He had known she was too far gone when Sa'cre had ordered her to land and she hadn't responded. Jeremy linked to the computer and drove hard for the planet.
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Post by DachandesHonor on Apr 24, 2005 2:03:31 GMT -5
As Grievous fought the Jedi, his computerized sensors picked up movement. Nimbly he side stepped, dodging just in time as another Jedi lunged for him. Stepping back to absorb what had happened, the two Jedi came at Grievous in concert, twirling and leaping about as if putting on some sort of crowd pleasing martial arts demonstration. For practice, Grievous called two more blades into his feet even as the antigrav repulsors built into his legs were lifting him from the floor., making him every bit as agile as the Force did the Jedi.
With his four blades on the Jedi's two, the duel had come full circle.
Whirling, he severed the blade hand of the Talz Jedi, then his opposing foot, then took his life, as well. Mists of blood formed in the air, swirled about the ventilators.
The fourth he intimidated into retreat by wheeling all four blades, transforming himself into a veritable chopping machine. Fear blossomed in the Twi'lek Jedi's dark eyes as she backed away. He had her on the run, poor thing. But he awarded her some measure of dignity by allowing her to land glancing blows on his forearms and shoulders. The burns did little more than add a new odor to the room. Emboldened, she pressed her attack, but was fast exhausting herself from the effort of trying to amputate one of his limbs-to hurt him in some fashion.
Best to the put the Jedi out of her Misery, Grievous thought. Which he did with a single blade to the heart-for it would have been overly cruel to do otherwise.
He turned as her body slumped to the ground in a crumpled heap, deactivating and sheathing his sabers. He was interested in seeing how Kroenen would do.
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Post by Col. Kroenen (retired) on Apr 24, 2005 2:50:00 GMT -5
Steps calmly out of the door seconds later after the General. Looks over at attacking droids and this battle emerging. Watches as the General quickly engages into a battle, not long before he himself gets into a battle as well. Three jedis quickly light up their light sabers and charge in for attack. Unsheathes his blades in preparations of the upcoming attack. Doesn’t bother removing his trench coat, he was sure he wouldn’t have to worry about this match.
When they reached him, they stopped, one of them ready to strike, the others merely watching, slicing down approaching droids and focusing more on the General then they are on him. Evidently they hadn’t a clue who they were up against. The treating jedi in front of him eyes him down for a moment, looking at the blades in his hands. Steel, the jedi thought. The jedi struck quickly, but not very wisely, not putting much strength in the attack and not really keeping fatal areas of his body unexposed to attack. An most fatal mistake.
Quickly he spun his right blade up, blocking the jedis attack easily. With the jedis major critical areas exposed the way they are, he takes this chance to his favor. Kroenen slices the left blade across his stomach, causing him to back up, his free hand jolting down to his wound to try to stop the bleeding. Little good that did. The blade sliced in too deep, it severed a good portion of his stomach’s insides. He wobbles back a little, blood now flowing from his mouth. The jedi starred over at this dark creature, only now realizing the error he made in underestimating him. Falls backwards on the cold hard floor, dead. The light saber he weld dropped to the floor before he did, falling out his hand on the way down.
The other two jedis starred wide-eyed at their fallen comrade. Now turning their attention off the Generals battle and on this darkly dressed creature that stood in front of them. They both engaged into an attack, both slashing at him with furious anger.
Kroenen instantly spun his blades up to block each of these attacks. From there a rapid battle of blades begun. The sound of light sabers clashing together with his vibroblades filled the room, almost matching that of the Generals battle, which was all light sabers. Slashes his right blade hard against one of the jedis light sabers, the force of the collision causing the jedis light saber to get knocked out of his hand and across the room. Less then a second after that, the other jedi stuck, slashing his light saber across toward his neck. It was obvious that if this attack was to hit him, it would take his head.
Very quickly he tilts his head backwards, bending his body down with him. The fact of that he had four broken vertebrae made it easier for him to do this. The green light of the light saber passed across his shiny black helmet as it went by. Slices his left blade up, taking the arm of the attacking jedi off .
The jedis severed arm falls to the floor and he grabs hold of the only remaining chunk of meat that used to be his arm, trying to prevent all the blood that was gushing out. The other jedi quickly picked up a gun from the hands of a fallen droid on the floor.
Leans back up into standing position as fast as he can, twirling his blades around to defect the lasers the other jedi is now firing at him. Each blast shot is defected by his blades, one of them coming in as a headshot. The blade caught it in the nick of time, actually cutting the blast into, the two halves of the laser zooming by his head, less then a inch from touching his mask. Looks behind him at the one armed Jedi that was now reaching for his light saber on the ground near his torn arm. In a blink of a eye he comes up with a little scheme. One jedi in front of him with a gun, one behind him reaching for a light saber. Dodges the fired shots, slyly getting into position. Stands in front of the jedi who is steal weakly going for his light saber. The other jedi starts firing over and over and he just allows each shot to hit him. Most are deflected and don’t penetrate him armour, but some still miss his armour and go through him. Soon the jedi runs out of ammo and he drops the gun, smiling over at him as though he had just won this battle.
Steps to the side to reveal the dead jedi behind him. The one that was reaching for his saber. The shots that went through him just shot into that jedi killing him. The jedi stares in horror at what he was tricked into. Twirls his blades around a little before sealing them back into the stealth’s. The jedi looks over across the room at his light saber and reaches his arm out toward it, using the force to make it float over to his hand. Withdraws his gun and fires it once at the jedi. The bullet hit him right above the left eye, going into the skull and killing him instantly. The light saber dropped from the air and back to the ground, the jedi falling over dead in a pool of his own blood. Puts his gun back in his holster and looks over and watches the General’s battle.
((How was that?))
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Post by DachandesHonor on Apr 25, 2005 2:33:37 GMT -5
Grievous nodded approvingly as Kroenen finished the last of the Jedi. Turning to face the multitude of doids before him, he gestured with one of his metallic droid hands. With a small hiss of gears, one of Grievous's magna gaurds strode forward. "Gather the bodies and dispose of them." Grievous insrtucted, turning to leave with Kroenen. "On second thought...jettison the bodies into space where the republic will have a lovely veiw of them when they come searching." He said.
"Yes, Sir." The magnaguard relpied, summoning several other droids to execute their appointed task. Hoisting the fallen bodies of the Jedi, they slowly made their way to the air-lock.
Grievous watched the bodies float out into space, wishing he could stay to see the look on those do-gooder's faces when they saw his gift, but then turned, exiting the docking bay.
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With a gust of wind, the ship Invisible Hand II landed on the dusty, sand covered planet of Tatooine. As the ramp lowered, Grievous exited the ship, looking around at the locals that passed them by. Grievous loathed Tatooine. No honor of any minute source existed on this planet, filled with vile, self serving meat bags that didn't deserve to exist.
Slowly he walked forward, heading towards Zorba's massive palace. "Use caution when dealing with the Hutt." Grievous warned Kroenen. "They are easily offended, surrounded by hundreds of Guards within the palace, and usually have traps, trap doors, and nasty pets they feed their enemies to."
Grievous looked up at the massive door, and knocked.
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Post by Col. Kroenen (retired) on Apr 25, 2005 22:08:56 GMT -5
Watches the corpses of the Jedis float out into space. Odd… he always thought that if a body was in space it would either freeze or blow up. Reaches down a picks up the missing arm from one of the jedi. Tosses it over at one of the droids. “Don’t forget the limbs.”<br> Turns and slowly follows the General out of the docking bay doors, crossing his arms behind his back. Walks down the ramp, looking around at the surroundings of this pathetic planet. Eyes some of the inhabitants of this world, some being creatures that he’d never seen before. Not that he was surprised. Follows the General over toward the palace. Nods at the Generals warning, uncrossing his arms and moving his hands near his stealthed blades, just incase. Stares at the massive door in front of them, listening to the loud echo of the knock the General made.
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Post by Redeemer on May 8, 2005 19:10:22 GMT -5
Matthus could sense that the General was close to obtaining his info he needed.
Matthus could also sense another dar presense. As he got closer to the room he felt had the Star map in it there was a rumble.All of a sudden a huge Rancors bursted threw the wall.
It roared and a character in a dark suit jumped onto its head. He had the same mask as Matthus.It spoke in a dark rumble of a voice.
" So you have gotten my mask. I am Tualaor Qitsh, the owner of the mask. You are probably wondering how i am here......."
Matthus spoke in a laugh. " NO, i am wondering how the hell you have MY mask!"
The ghostly figure said angrily, "Well lets see if you deserve YOUR mask. Attack"
Doing a backflip off of the rancor it charged Matthus. Putting his hands behind his back he ran toward the beast.Under its legs. Its head tried to follow him but the rancor fell trying to put his head between his legs.
Truly a dumb species Matthus thought as he got on its stumach and as he ran to its face he was smacked by the giant hand.As he hit the wall and fell he was scooped up and the creature swallowed him. The ghost started to laugh but was then hushed as the beast started to screamin pain. All of it guts blasted from its stomach. And its body started to shake and convulse as electricty flowed threw its body.It stopped and fell.
Its back began to glow red and all of a sudden an angry Matthus burst from its back with both blades extended.He ran toward the ghost. as he struck down hit dissapeared but he heard its voice.
"i will be on Dantooine waiting, i will take back my mask."
Then it was gone. "Fine i will be ready." Matthus replied and saw a glow from the wall that the rancor had fallen threw. He walked in and saw the star map. Its beatiful glow filled the entire room............
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Post by Redeemer on May 21, 2005 12:19:26 GMT -5
(Would Someone please post)
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Post by econdha on May 23, 2005 0:18:38 GMT -5
Pain returned like water rushing back into an impact crater. Meegan awoke to Jeremy's face above her. He was significantly larger, though. "You shed again. How long have I been out?"
"3 days, I don't think the Sith is happy with you. Yes, you're fine to get up." She rolled off the medtable and dropped onto the floor. Jeremy stepped off the ceiling. He was almost two feet wider and nearly 3 feet longer. "He waited for you, but he's probably eager to get on with the mission."
Meegan dressed and checked in with Sa'cre. She agreed with Jeremy that the older Jedi must have been annoyed at the holdup. Not that he wasn't always short with her.
She stood at the edge of the gangplank. "You're not going with us, Jeremy. The lower levels of Kashyyyk aren't the place for anyone but those born to them. I wouldn't be here if it weren't absolutely necessary. The lightsaber is the only reason I'm willing to go. And I'm taking two extras."
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