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http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/showthread.php?55278-Anyone-interested-in-a-duel
I stood waiting in underground barracks of the dueling arena pit, waiting to be called into the elevator tube. The crowd was anxious tonight; probably the enjoyment of seeing blood spilt on the ground made them a bit egger to see more. Some fight for money, while others fight for honor. I fight for me, the name of my clan, my people, and my home world. The hallways were covered in dry trails of blood. The musty odor didn’t bother me. Whenever I slept at the night, the familiar scent of death fills my nostrils. I wake up in a pool of my own sweat, pointing a blaster at the moving shadows. My Mandalorian armor, my iron skin, is modified for an event such as this. No blasters, no wrist rockets, no knifes, no flamethrower, and no jetpack. Only the weapons they give you and your two fists. Situations like this are not new to me. Only this time I’m not the one being hunted by a hundred armed men who want to put my head on a pike. Nevertheless, I must be able to engage my opponent with a force unlike none other. The fighting spirit of a Mandalorian.
“GREETINGS LADIES AND RODIANS, I WELCOME YOU TO ONE OF THE TOUGHEST DUELING RINGS IN ALL OF THE ENTIRE MID RIM. WARRIORS OF ALL OVER THE GALAXY COME TO COMPETE FOR ANNUAL PRIZE OF 50,000 CREDITS!
I’M YOUR HOST, GRUA-LEK , AND
THIS IS…..
THE PIT!!!!!!
THE RULES ARE SIMPLE,
FIRST OFF, LEATHAL FORCE IS NOT ALLOWED….PERIOD.
AND SECOND, FIGHT WITH HONOR AND GLORY!
YOU WILL BE GIVEN HAND -TO -HAND COMBAT WEAPONS AT THE BEGINNING OF THE DUEL!
AT TIMES THE ENVIRONMENT WILL SHIFT AND YOU MUST ADAPT TO YOUR SUROUNDINGS!
STUN WEAPONS WITH CLOSE AND MID RANGE CAPPALITIES WILL BE LIMITED TO ONE AMMO CARTRAGE PER WEAPON.
SO WATCH YOUR AMMO CONTESTANTS!
WITHOUT ANY FUTHER ADO, LET’S BRING OUT THE CONTESTANTS OF TONIGHTS DUEL!"
The elevator hatch opens with a hiss and a friendly image appears on the old dusty screen.
“Please step into the tube and await further instructions..”
His armored boot enters first through the hatch and the door seals itself closed as his body full enters the grimy tub.
“It’s show time.”
STANDING ABOUT 6 FEET TALL AND ARMORED FROM HEAD TO TOE IN MANDALORIAN ARMOR! HE IS ONE OF OUR NEWEST WARRIORS TO PARTICIPATE IN THE PIT HAVING FOUR CONSECUTIVE WINS. HAILING FROM PLANET MANDALORE,
LOGAN RAX!
The elevator travels upward through the tunnel and emerges from the underground layers of the stadium. The door opens and a bright light gleams upon the visor of the Mandalorian’s helmet. As he stepped out of the tube, it lowered itself into the surface of the arena.
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/showthread.php?55278-Anyone-interested-in-a-duel
I stood waiting in underground barracks of the dueling arena pit, waiting to be called into the elevator tube. The crowd was anxious tonight; probably the enjoyment of seeing blood spilt on the ground made them a bit egger to see more. Some fight for money, while others fight for honor. I fight for me, the name of my clan, my people, and my home world. The hallways were covered in dry trails of blood. The musty odor didn’t bother me. Whenever I slept at the night, the familiar scent of death fills my nostrils. I wake up in a pool of my own sweat, pointing a blaster at the moving shadows. My Mandalorian armor, my iron skin, is modified for an event such as this. No blasters, no wrist rockets, no knifes, no flamethrower, and no jetpack. Only the weapons they give you and your two fists. Situations like this are not new to me. Only this time I’m not the one being hunted by a hundred armed men who want to put my head on a pike. Nevertheless, I must be able to engage my opponent with a force unlike none other. The fighting spirit of a Mandalorian.
“GREETINGS LADIES AND RODIANS, I WELCOME YOU TO ONE OF THE TOUGHEST DUELING RINGS IN ALL OF THE ENTIRE MID RIM. WARRIORS OF ALL OVER THE GALAXY COME TO COMPETE FOR ANNUAL PRIZE OF 50,000 CREDITS!
I’M YOUR HOST, GRUA-LEK , AND
THIS IS…..
THE PIT!!!!!!
THE RULES ARE SIMPLE,
FIRST OFF, LEATHAL FORCE IS NOT ALLOWED….PERIOD.
AND SECOND, FIGHT WITH HONOR AND GLORY!
YOU WILL BE GIVEN HAND -TO -HAND COMBAT WEAPONS AT THE BEGINNING OF THE DUEL!
AT TIMES THE ENVIRONMENT WILL SHIFT AND YOU MUST ADAPT TO YOUR SUROUNDINGS!
STUN WEAPONS WITH CLOSE AND MID RANGE CAPPALITIES WILL BE LIMITED TO ONE AMMO CARTRAGE PER WEAPON.
SO WATCH YOUR AMMO CONTESTANTS!
WITHOUT ANY FUTHER ADO, LET’S BRING OUT THE CONTESTANTS OF TONIGHTS DUEL!"
The elevator hatch opens with a hiss and a friendly image appears on the old dusty screen.
“Please step into the tube and await further instructions..”
His armored boot enters first through the hatch and the door seals itself closed as his body full enters the grimy tub.
“It’s show time.”
STANDING ABOUT 6 FEET TALL AND ARMORED FROM HEAD TO TOE IN MANDALORIAN ARMOR! HE IS ONE OF OUR NEWEST WARRIORS TO PARTICIPATE IN THE PIT HAVING FOUR CONSECUTIVE WINS. HAILING FROM PLANET MANDALORE,
LOGAN RAX!
The elevator travels upward through the tunnel and emerges from the underground layers of the stadium. The door opens and a bright light gleams upon the visor of the Mandalorian’s helmet. As he stepped out of the tube, it lowered itself into the surface of the arena.
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