Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

Register a free account today to become a member! Once signed in, you'll be able to participate on this site by adding your own topics and posts, as well as connect with other members through your own private inbox!

Just a few scratches (Only Aston Martin crew members)

Iris Tyrad

A man with no friends, only live for revenge
"Iris, lead the squad onto the left flank, I will-" Iris didn't even wait for the the Sith to finish talking, instead he raced done towards the cargo bay where his BFM Mech Suit was being stored.

The front body of the Mech was opened, this is where Iris lowered himself into, locking his arms into the designated holes, and the same with his legs. He was ready.

The cargo bay, maybe even the whole ship seemed to go quiet as the suits reactor powered up, various lights around the Mech burst into life, briefly showing a silhouette of the machine. The suits legs and arms started moving, in time with Iris', the motors of the suit could be heard whining under the strain and stressor having to carry this monster of metal.

Jumping from the ship Iris, and his suit, continued to the complex, heading towards the left flank, with a squad of storms troopers. Unfortunately Iris couldn't push his Mech to full speed, due to the slow pace of the storm troopers, nevertheless Iris and the squad were travelling at a steady speed, they would get to the complex in no time.

[member="Maleus"]
[member="Switch"]
[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="CaptainXalen"]
 
Xalen looked at the computer screen and said a swear or two in his head. He studied it trying to figure out which, if ether, was the right area. "I am willing to bet the one on floor two is it, but the first one would be easy to get to. Switch, figure out two routes. Route one is to the one closest to the enterence and I want this to be loud. Route two will be centered around infiltration. Jedi, hunter, think you two can handle route one? You two are the best crowd fighters so unless we can find an army, then you guys have to handle that route."

[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Switch"]
[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
 
Carden laughed "sure captain, we could take route one" Carden said with a grin he was ready he wanted to take this facility down and leave it in ruins. But who knew they could fail horribly and all get captured or killed. To Carden being captured would be worse they could slowly torture you and make you have a slow and painful death...horrible. if they survived Carden would go straight to a Cantina and rest.

[member="CaptainXalen"]
 

Switch

Don't make me bite you...
Zooming in on the hologram, Switch highlighted a hatch to the side of the building. "This would be quiet... Doesn't quite take us where we gotta go, but nobody's like to notice it with all the inevitable explosions with those two storming the front." The slicer cocked a thumb back at the others. "Or whatever it is they intend."

Rising to her feet, Switch placed her hands on her hips, appraising the schematics. "It would be a tight fit, though..." She turned towards the captain. "Thoughts?"

[member="CaptainXalen"] [member="Carden Lorps"] [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] [member="Maleus"] [member="Iris Tyrad"]
 
Listening quietly, Tugoro would remain still as he took in all of the information that had been spoken. The boy knew that the group would encounter the opposing force sooner or later once entering the complex, so most of what they discussed really sounded pointless. There would be no sneaking around without conflict, they were not some covert agents. However, with some luck and precisely executed plans, the group would hopefully make it out of the mess in one piece. Nodding his head slowly, the boy would show his agreement to work with [member="Carden Lorps"], not caring really. He didn't trust [member="Switch"] nor [member='CaptainXalen'], so there was no problem with that.

Gritting his teeth in annoyance, the urge to snap the ladies thumb would dwell within the boy's mind as she jerked it towards him, constantly referring to the duo without using their names.
[member="Maleus"]
[member="Iris Tyrad"]
 
"I have some lub in the back.... That didn't sound right. I think if you and I enter one at a time we can get through it. Boys, think you are ready for this?" Xalen pressed a button on the map and it close and out came four little disks. He then grabbed four watch looking devices and handed them out. "Kar, got these a while back. There are a few more if we get other crew members. Take the disks and if you get lost it will make a map for you." He went to a wall and pressed a button and the hanger door dropped." Let's go meet the new neighbors."

[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Switch"]
[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
 
Carden was happy, he really wanted to start so when the Captain said lets go meet our new neighbors Carden was ready. He waited for someone to go out first and start the job off. "Haha you guys ready for this." Carden said with a smile. Then Carden looked at Turgoro "are you ok Turgoro you seem kinda tense" Carden whispered to Turgoro

[member="CaptainXalen"]
[member="Switch"]
[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
 
"I'm cool." He muttered, his legs arching as he aimed to stand up. Leaving his position near the holonet table, Tugoro would head for the loading ramp as it opened, it's mechanical functions rather loud as it dropped. Walking down the ramp, the boy would lift his arm, waving [member="Carden Lorps"] over to his position as his other hand lowered, unfastening the saber handle that hung at his belt. Looking towards [member='CaptainXalen'], Tugoro would pause, before speaking. "Comm channel?"
[member="Switch"]
 
Carden followed Tugoro when he made the hand signal Turgoro asked the Captain what the Comm channel was. Carden made his final checks on his weapon's then he was ready. Carden was glad that Turgoro would lead the way, Carden was never use to the leader thing.

[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
 
From the horizon, if were one were focused.They could see the glint of metallic vehicles approaching. The proud colors of the empire swirled through the air, announcing their presence, and intent.
The high pitched roar of engines slapping the air was the only thing that could be heard. The soldiers flipped on their visors sensor array, the infrared scanners picked up myriads of life-forms. They would ignore the animals, as their targets were sentient
"Stop!"
​All of the soldiers hit their brakes on their speeders, the gears within screeched in agony as it strained to do just that. Speeders were no longer a viable option as it left them open to enemy fire. Working in formation was good in a battle of convention, but when dealing with sloppy gorilla fighters unconventionality would prevail.
Instead they would work in two man teams, one would spot, while the others would provide fire. In number they were twenty strong.
A black cloak with a crimson garnish embroidered at the ends could be seen trailing through the land. A quick flick of his saber brought on the searing heat he was accustomed to feeling. Quickly he kicked off his speeder, whilst in the air he would call upon the darkness that would grant him his victory over these weaklings.
"Tugoro is mine!"
Then the chaotic exchange of blaster fire pierced the still air. The condensed bolts of light were not aimed at the combatants, no, it was aimed for their vessel. They would not be allowed the solace of escape this day, if it could be helped. All of them would be detained, they would watch as their rudimentary plan would fall into shambles. They would know what it means to taste defeat. Or, Maleus would die this day trying to accomplish just that.
[member="Iris Tyrad"]
[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
[member="Carden Lorps"]
CaptainXalen
[member="Switch"]
 
"Channel 7." He was then distracted by the incoming enemy and smirked. "Not the best tactics, whoever is leading them doesn't understand strategy." He then pulled out a remote which was kinda like a car remote. He bunched in a few buttons and the electromagnetic plasma cannon that was on the side that the enemy was coming on turned on the enemy and opened fire on the incoming force. This cannon, like all starship cannons were much more powerful than a handheld cannon, but these ones happened to be very destructive causing minor explosions where ever they hit. "Well boys, have fun!" He tossed Hunter the remote as he for some reason trusted Hunter the most and he didn't want his men getting hit with friendly fire. "Switch let's make our escape." As the festive a continued, he snuck away with Switch away from the battle and around to route two.

[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Switch"]
[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
[member="Iris Tyrad"]
[member="Maleus"]
 
Lifting his arm, the boy would begin to tweak around with his comm-link, changing it to the according channel. He would test it briefly, before turning his head to the open fields below them. Several Imperial Stormtroopers had begun their advance, riding vehicles like speeder bikes towards their destination as they unleashed blaster bolts. The energy shots would collide with the light-freighter the group rode in, however it was do hardly any damage seeing as the shields were up. Stuffing the small cylinder back into his pocket, the boy's gaze would drift towards [member="Carden Lorps"], giving the man a nod. "Been fun." He'd speak briefly, as he always did. With a bend of his knees, Tugoro would leap from the ship's loading ramp, his hair flapping about wildly as he descended towards the ground at a rapid pace.

The roar of quad-cannons would penetrate his ears as the ship fired on the troopers, destroying the first wave that would have overwhelmed him. Extending his arms forward, the boy would begin to allow a stream of force telekinesis to exit his palms, flowing downwards onto the ground to brace his impact. Tugoro would land with a thud, his legs bending into a kneel as he did so, attempting to absorb the left over impact. Standing up to his full height, the Jedi would gaze across the plains that had been ignited infront of him, watching as troopers breached the fire. They wouldn't fire at him though, due to the orders that had been given. Turning his head to the sky, he would watch as [member='CaptainXalen'], [member="Switch"], and Carden flew off. Hopefully they would have a better chance at succeeding, for Tugoro was bait. "Maleus.."
[member="Iris Tyrad"]
 
The screams of ruptured wills plagued the skies, blackened haze leapt from broken machinery and into the listless face of obscuring clouds. Ionized bolts careened into the air, explosions were a casual occurrence. Blaster fire was quite ineffective, the metallic vessel blew into the horizon where they could make their escape. They were fools.. They were never his intended target.

Tugoro.
Maleus was impulsive, he was drawn by his desires or the potential allure of combat. Seeing his old nemesis would reignite the blood-lust which had been abated during their first meeting. A crackling vine branched from his hilt painting his black garb red. It seemed they would do battle.
 
Turning his gaze to the sky, Tugoro would watch as [member='CaptainXalen'], [member="Switch"], and [member="Carden Lorps"] made their getaway. That was good, for he had intended to distract the Sith Lord long enough to give the others a change to invade [member="Maleus"]' base. The fire that danced and crackled all around cast a bright light against the grassy plains, creating an orange glint of light that reflected off of the Jedi's flight jacket. From the flames, emerged his enemy, his black cloak billowing in the strong breeze that rolled in to mark the beginning of their fight. The storm troopers would most likely lower their weapons, backing away as the Sith made his entrance. Lowering his hand, the boy's arm would trail towards his waist, stopping to allow the ability of force telekinesis to wrap around his blade. The dark metal of his saber's handle would begin to tremble before it was pulled from it's restraints, flying into his black gloved hand.

The boy's thumb would slide across it's activation switch. allowing the new dark pink color to ignite into the air, casting a faint glow due to the roaring fire that surrounded the duelers. "My curse ends here." The boy would call, staring defiantly at the man who had caused all of his suffering. His brief fall to the dark side was a nightmare that kept on repeating in the boy's dreams, causing him to continue questioning his own methods and lifestyle. Arching his legs at the knees, Tugoro would push forward in a sprint, rapidly darting forward to close the small distance between the duo. His arms would lift high into the air, before thrusting down in a vertical slice aimed for the Zabrak's head.
 
Carden sat back his rotary Cannon ready just in case, since they would duel Carden didn't want to intervene they needed to finish their own history so Carden let them fight, Carden couldn't figure out who was going to lose is it came to a poit where Turgoro is about to get hurt badly or even killed, Carden would have to step in, but for now he sat back and waited.

[member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
[member="Maleus"]
[member="CaptainXalen"]
[member="Switch"]
[member="Iris Tyrad"]
 
"Curse?" An amused grin was shown through the illumination their two blades produced. *Twink* The clashing of their sabers brought on a glimmer of fire. "Have I manifested inside of your heart?" With Tugoro's blow having been parried it allowed him to extend his free hand. That is exactly what he did, his open palm moved to pull Tugoro into his grasp. If the attempt was met with results he'd expel him backwards as to produce the sensation akin to back-lash.
"Or perhaps you realize you're different from the others you've worked so hard to become....?"

Tugoro Taidarious
 
A tight grip would be formed around the boy's arm as [member="Maleus"] reached forward, grabbing the boy forcefully. Drawing his arm backwards, Tugoro would go with it, not before shooting out his own free hand, aiming to also get a hold of Zabrak. The mechanic whirring of the boy's robotic hand would go into play as they began to work, opening quickly as it surged forth, before closing shut with a vice grip that if landed on Maleus' flesh, would inflict moderate pain. Though the severe strength in which the Sith himself employed would also hurt Tugoro, forcing him to lash around, not going flying. His eyes would close as he attempted to work through his fear, his breathing having become rather uncontrolled as the Zabrak Sith began to speak.

Arching back his leg, the boy would lift his knee forward, aiming to pull with his hand and inflict a strong knee to the man's gut. Though he was unsure of how much damage this would actually inflict, for Maleus had surely gotten stronger since they first fought.
 
The padded under-mesh that wrapped around Maleus's chest caught the blow. That's not to say the pain wasn't there, but he would turn that pain and channel it into his hatred. The metallic hand that sought to squeeze his neck was avoided as he simply lunged back, after images of crimson trailed behind him as he did so. As his grip tightened on the base of his hilt, his arms were sent into a frenzy.
The high velocity staccato bursts were a trade-mark of the sith. What's more was that in the chaos of his form there was power, and hatred. One that he knew lived inside young Tugoro. "Accept the hatred that lives within." Over-head strikes were the focus of his attack, but still he took on other unpredictable avenues of assault.
Those who were accustomed to this form would know what it was. It was Juyo.

Tugoro Taidarious
 
Tugoro's eyes, that had noticeably widened in fear, would do their best to keep of with the image of [member='Maleus']. The man's black and red figure would move as a blur as the Zabrak moved backwards, avoiding any other potential attacks with his speed. Trembling slightly, the bladesman would begin to step backwards as the Knight advanced, the man's stance taking on one that was rather familiar. He had faced it once in the past, when the Zabrak was an Acolyte, a powerful one at that. Lifting his blade forward, the brown haired lad would attempt to keep up, using his small and agile physique to move with speed, employing his natural defense stance and Soresu. The overwhelmingly strong, hate powered strikes that Maleus sent forth would smash into the boy's dark pink saber, forcing him backwards with every blow. Altering his arms height and angles at frantic speeds, Tugoro would begin to tire, the aggressive onslaught of Juyo being rather successful. The Padawan simply could not match the Knight in strength and skill.

The crimson blade of the Sith Zabrak would swing downwards in a powerful overhead swing, smashing down onto the raised block that Tugoro had chosen. A bad decision, though he was too tired to dodge at the last moment. The pressure from Maleus' strike would cause the points blade to point downwards, allowing the crimson beam to slide along it's opponent's, slashing across his shoulder, inflicting a painful burn. "AAGH!" The boy would scream in pain as he stumbled backwards, clutching the wound.
 

Users who are viewing this thread

Top Bottom