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Zaann_Soro
Fri Sep 24, 2004 8:08 am
#1
The stinch in the air disgusted Zaann. These starports attract some of the dirtiest people in the galaxy. As Zaann stepped inside the starship he noticed the usual class of lowlifes that traveld like this. Sitting in the corner was a woman clad in a simple brown robe. She looked like nothing out of the ordinary but Zaann sensed an unusual presence about her. He decided that she might be worth following. As the shuttle arrived in Mos Eisley starport Zaann began to think of his last visit to Tattoine, barely escaping the god forsaken planet with his life. Those Krayt Dragons are not to be taken lightly! Zaann focused on the task at hand and began observing the cloaked woman. Following her from a distance he observed no strange behavior, until the twin suns brought to life the metallic cylinder dangling from her utility belt. "A LIGHTSABER" Zaann thought to himself. His hunch had paid off! Zaann felt a chill shoot up his spinal cord. He hadn't been this excited since he single handedly slayed his first Giant Dune Kimogila! Zaann removed his long vibro axe from the custom carrier he wore strapped to his back. He did not hesitate in attacking the jedi. He charged her recklessly and prepared to decapite her. Next think he knew he was on his back with the taste of Tattoine sand in his mouth. Stunned and in a dizzied state, Zaann lay looking at the twin suns blazing overhead. When suddenly he was awakened from his trance by a familiar sound, the hum of a lightsaber! Adrenaline shot though Zaann's body and he sprung to his feet. Focused on his target once again, Zaann attacked the jedi with a flurry of sweeps and thrusts. The jedi was flawless in her defense but she made on fatal mistake. She stopped defending herself and went on the offensive. As she seen what she though was an opening, she thrust at Zaann's adomen only to be countered with a devastating reverse sweep. As the jedi lie on the ground in exruciating pain, she looked up into the eyes of the man who just severed her right leg! She locked eyes with Zaann for a breif moment and was terrified by the disturbance she felt in the force! As the vibro axe entered her chest, she scream in pain only to see Zaann smile. As she take her last breath Zaann kneeled beside her, removed the lightsaber from her hand and whispered into her ear "Fear not for you will not be alone. I will send plenty more jedi your way."
A breif excerpt from "Zaann Soro, Master Jedi Killer"
Hope you guys like. I was just bored so i figured i would do a little rp story. If you guys like and want to hear more let me know...I have plenty more..lol
A breif excerpt from "Zaann Soro, Master Jedi Killer"
Hope you guys like. I was just bored so i figured i would do a little rp story. If you guys like and want to hear more let me know...I have plenty more..lol
Message Edited by Zaann_Soro on 09-24-2004 08:09 AM
Message Edited by Zaann_Soro on 09-24-2004 08:13 AM
RangerDemon
Fri Sep 24, 2004 4:36 pm
#3
Zaann_Soro wrote:
The stinch in the air disgusted Zaann. These starports attract some of the dirtiest people in the galaxy. As Zaann stepped inside the starship he noticed the usual class of lowlifes that traveld like this. Sitting in the corner was a woman clad in a simple brown robe. She looked like nothing out of the ordinary but Zaann sensed an unusual presence about her. He decided that she might be worth following. As the shuttle arrived in Mos Eisley starport Zaann began to think of his last visit to Tattoine, barely escaping the god forsaken planet with his life. Those Krayt Dragons are not to be taken lightly! Zaann focused on the task at hand and began observing the cloaked woman. Following her from a distance he observed no strange behavior, until the twin suns brought to life the metallic cylinder dangling from her utility belt. "A LIGHTSABER" Zaann thought to himself. His hunch had paid off! Zaann felt a chill shoot up his spinal cord. He hadn't been this excited since he single handedly slayed his first Giant Dune Kimogila! Zaann removed his long vibro axe from the custom carrier he wore strapped to his back. He did not hesitate in attacking the jedi. He charged her recklessly and prepared to decapite her. Next think he knew he was on his back with the taste of Tattoine sand in his mouth. Stunned and in a dizzied state, Zaann lay looking at the twin suns blazing overhead. When suddenly he was awakened from his trance by a familiar sound, the hum of a lightsaber! Adrenaline shot though Zaann's body and he sprung to his feet. Focused on his target once again, Zaann attacked the jedi with a flurry of sweeps and thrusts. The jedi was flawless in her defense but she made on fatal mistake. She stopped defending herself and went on the offensive. As she seen what she though was an opening, she thrust at Zaann's adomen only to be countered with a devastating reverse sweep. As the jedi lie on the ground in exruciating pain, she looked up into the eyes of the man who just severed her right leg! She locked eyes with Zaann for a breif moment and was terrified by the disturbance she felt in the force! As the vibro axe entered her chest, she scream in pain only to see Zaann smile. As she take her last breath Zaann kneeled beside her, removed the lightsaber from her hand and whispered into her ear "Fear not for you will not be alone. I will send plenty more jedi your way."
A breif excerpt from "Zaann Soro, Master Jedi Killer"
Hope you guys like. I was just bored so i figured i would do a little rp story. If you guys like and want to hear more let me know...I have plenty more..lol
Message Edited by Zaann_Soro on 09-24-2004 08:09 AM
Message Edited by Zaann_Soro on 09-24-2004 08:13 AM
Great story, I am a Master sword, working on Master Pike, I'll join you for a little RP, but mine won't be just Pike 
*Right after Zaann left the battle scence, a swoop bike had arived. Jumping off from the swoopbike, was a medium build man, who is in his mid 20, wearing a red composite pants, red composite chestplate and nothing else.*
*As he got off the bike, he saw the corpse of the Jedi immidiatly. Staring at the big hole taken into the shape of the edge of a Long Vibro Axe, the man start to break out w/ cold sweat. Suddenly Tattoine had just transform into Hoth, everything just turn blury white, and the hot air had turn into cold wind against his body, the man's memory start to flushing through his thought*
*A long, long time ago, when D'emon first got his Master title from the Kenji Ryu (Swordman School,) in Corellia, he was so proud of himself. Being a Corellian, he was proud and somewhat arrogant. He thought of himself as knight of the people, he who will serve the justice and preserve the right from wrong, so he had start out to travel the galaxie to fulfill the urge for adventure and acting out as knight of the people. He had travel many planets, visit many place, and had seen many things, some good, some bad. He had fought many people in those days, some pistoleer, who are quick on feet and kill with pistols, some Teras Kasi Artist, those who use the force from within their body. Through all those battle, he won some and lost some, each time he lost, he had learn something new, until one day.*
*One day, a stranger had come to D'emon and introduce himself as an Anterian Ranger, and he had been watching D'emon for a while. He was asking D'emon to join the Leage of the Anterian Rangers, whose are supporter, and sometime act as proctectors for the Light Jedi order. Without any hesitation, D'emon accepted the offer and join the Anterian Ranger*
*His thought had carry him back to the first assignment as an Anterian Ranger. At the time, the assignment was exactly the same as this, he was suppose to meet up with a Jedi and bring him into a safe house on Naboo. Once he got the the coordinate that been given, D'emon saw the Jedi he suppose to meet, getting kill by an Imperial soldiers name Kyuto (sorry bro, lack of imaginattion.) From what D'emon know, Kyuto had been know for a good fighter, those who had fallen under his lance was many more then any could have think of.*
*D'emon left a warcry out from the top of his lung and charge into the battle with hope that he can save the Jedi, but all was too late, as D'emon enter the battle, Kyuto had already behead the Jedi with his lance. Anger flooded through his system, hatred clouded his mind, D'emon was swing scythe and throw everything he had earn, learn in the past at his enemy. Kyuto glance at D'emon with sadness in his eyes and said:
"Welcome to hell my brother, for I know, one day i'll join you."
*Just a few seconds into the fight, D'emon had realize there is something strange about Kyuto's lance. Everytime the lance touch D'emon's armor, he swear he could have smell a foul smell and and starting to get dizzy, and his site getting darker, and darker*
*Shaking his head to clear the memory of the past, D'emon rearrange his scythe and vibro lance*
"Boss won't like this, look like another Jedi had fallen down."
*Get on his bike, D'emon slowly moving toward the direction the footprints on the sand lead him to.*
Zaann_Soro
Fri Sep 24, 2004 5:10 pm
#4
That was good man. I will write more tommorow. I think our stories have some great entertainmet potential together.. Keep up the good work!
RangerDemon
Fri Sep 24, 2004 5:20 pm
#5
try not to let us meet bro. We can play that game cop/robber, you can have encounters w/ my Antarian friends, and I'll going after you w/ vengence. 'Cuz I think that when you and I meet, that will be end of story, cuz one of us have to die 
RangerDemon
Sat Sep 25, 2004 9:16 am
#9
*D'emon follow the footprint on the sand for a while, as the hot wind of Tattoine blowing, the track getting dimer and dimer. As he reach a rock mountain, all the track had been completely lost.*
*Angry and not knowing what to do, D'emon standing by his bike in confusion. Suddenly, he began to hear voices in strange language. Before he could do anything, 7 Tusken raiders appear, they starting to point at him, yelling and screaming then charge at him. D'emon start to swing his vibro lance, with the electricity on sparkling on the tip of his lance, the Vibro Lance itself had transform into a giant flower, which glare under the Tattoine sun and fly toward the fearless Tusken Raiders. The raiders was stun by the attack, they dizzily starting to swing their weapon at D'emon. Using the body of his lance to block a Cho Mok from one of the raider, D'emon had return the favor by sweeping the lance at kneecap of his enemies. 2 of was able to dodge out of the area where the lance is lethal, the other 5 drop to the floor, crying in pain as D'emon's vibro lance had break their legs and burn their skin.*
"Must not let them get reinforcement." Thinking to himself, D'emon lunge at the 2 raider trying to get away. The vibro lance had become like a silver python, extremely sexy, yet deadly, had go straight through the throat of one of the raider. As he turn around, D'emon pull out his power hammer, and w/ all his strength, he had flatten the other raiders heads into a thin sheet of paper.*
*After killed 7 of the Tusken Raiders, D'emon is exhausted, he move deeper into the mountain. Once found a spot that fit w/ him, D'emon break out his camp kit.*
"Should report in and tell the boss what had happen" D'emon quickly swallow his last piece of the pikatta pie, and pull out his com link.
Zaann_Soro
Sat Sep 25, 2004 9:28 am
#10
thats good stuff man...I have to attend some rl stuff today so I will write when i get back...
Zaann_Soro
Sat Sep 25, 2004 1:05 pm
#11
The sandstorms on Tatooine are no laughing matter, they are to be taken seriously. This was Zaann's mentality when he noticed the winds were becoming increasingly powerful. Zaann sought out refuge in the nearest cantina. Mos Eisley cantina, some of the most heroic people in the galaxy have walked through these doors, along with some of the biggest criminals in the galaxy. Zaann is neither, he is just a man trying to do what he thinks is right.
*Zaann removes his R.I.S helmet and takes a seat at the nearest table*
Looking around the cantina Zaann sees the normal crowd that hangs out in these cantinas. He also notices a group of guys giving him a very suspicious look. Now Zaann wasn't trying to stay low key, he walked around proudly in a suit of R.I.S armor, chrome with red trimmings. Zaann couldn't figure out if the men were staring at him because of the way he looked or because they wanted trouble. Either way he could handle himself quite well so he wasn't worried. The group of men approached Zaann while he sat at the table.
"You don't look like any jedi I have ever seen." says one of the men that approached Zaann.
"That may be because I am not a jedi." Zaann replied with a very calm tone.
"Really, well care to explain why you have a lightsaber in your hand." a sharp retort from one of the men.
*Zaann looks down at the chrome cylinder in his hand*
"Not that it is any of your business, but this is a souvenir." Zaann says very calmly.
"A souvenir you say?" one of the men says mockingly.
"That's right! Something I can help you gentlemen with?" Zaann annoyingly replied.
"Well its just that we have a job to do and we are going to do it." responded the man standing in the front of the group.
*Zaann puts on his R.I.S helmet*
"If you gentlemen would excuse me, it would appear that the sandstorm is over" Zaann says with a menacing tone.
*The man in front grabs Zaann's arm*
"Your not going anywhere until you answer a few questions!" the man in front says.
Without hesitation Zaann came across with a open hand thrust to the man's nose that sent him flat on his back. Knowing that he is outnumbered, Zaann prepares to counter attack. With eyes seemingly in the back of his head Zaann ducks a round house kick aimed straight for his head, simultaneously performing a foot sweep to send the man on his back as well. There was one man who still had not attacked him. Zaann could see by looking into the mans eyes that he was not scared, but instead he was being very hesitant to make a move.
*You would do well not to follow me, this doesn't have to get ugly* Zaann said as he walked out the door.
The man took his advice and chose not to pursue Zaann, instead he chose to help his men up off of the floor. As the men regrouped one of them started to head out the door to give pursuit.
*Wait! We are gonna need to radio in and see if anything unusual has happened. I have a strange feeling about this guy.* said the man who appeared to be in charge.
A brief excerpt from "Zaann Soro, Master Jedi Killer"
*Zaann removes his R.I.S helmet and takes a seat at the nearest table*
Looking around the cantina Zaann sees the normal crowd that hangs out in these cantinas. He also notices a group of guys giving him a very suspicious look. Now Zaann wasn't trying to stay low key, he walked around proudly in a suit of R.I.S armor, chrome with red trimmings. Zaann couldn't figure out if the men were staring at him because of the way he looked or because they wanted trouble. Either way he could handle himself quite well so he wasn't worried. The group of men approached Zaann while he sat at the table.
"You don't look like any jedi I have ever seen." says one of the men that approached Zaann.
"That may be because I am not a jedi." Zaann replied with a very calm tone.
"Really, well care to explain why you have a lightsaber in your hand." a sharp retort from one of the men.
*Zaann looks down at the chrome cylinder in his hand*
"Not that it is any of your business, but this is a souvenir." Zaann says very calmly.
"A souvenir you say?" one of the men says mockingly.
"That's right! Something I can help you gentlemen with?" Zaann annoyingly replied.
"Well its just that we have a job to do and we are going to do it." responded the man standing in the front of the group.
*Zaann puts on his R.I.S helmet*
"If you gentlemen would excuse me, it would appear that the sandstorm is over" Zaann says with a menacing tone.
*The man in front grabs Zaann's arm*
"Your not going anywhere until you answer a few questions!" the man in front says.
Without hesitation Zaann came across with a open hand thrust to the man's nose that sent him flat on his back. Knowing that he is outnumbered, Zaann prepares to counter attack. With eyes seemingly in the back of his head Zaann ducks a round house kick aimed straight for his head, simultaneously performing a foot sweep to send the man on his back as well. There was one man who still had not attacked him. Zaann could see by looking into the mans eyes that he was not scared, but instead he was being very hesitant to make a move.
*You would do well not to follow me, this doesn't have to get ugly* Zaann said as he walked out the door.
The man took his advice and chose not to pursue Zaann, instead he chose to help his men up off of the floor. As the men regrouped one of them started to head out the door to give pursuit.
*Wait! We are gonna need to radio in and see if anything unusual has happened. I have a strange feeling about this guy.* said the man who appeared to be in charge.
A brief excerpt from "Zaann Soro, Master Jedi Killer"
Message Edited by Zaann_Soro on 09-25-2004 01:38 PM
RangerDemon
Sat Sep 25, 2004 2:05 pm
#12
very cool stuffs Zaann, gotta go to help out a family wedding, will continue to write tonight or tomorrow. As for the rest of the guys, you all are welcome to jump in for a role play experience. I read the smuggler Den in the smuggler board, had something similar to this, very cool stuffs, so if you like to set into a RP setting, you are more then welcome. We'll need imperial, hutt, rebel, weapon smith (D'emon lance will break) many other cool stuffs. Join in guys
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