What We've Become {Visvada Ondu}

[Nemesis Khurshid]

CORUSCANT: MID-LEVELS
OBJECTIVE: PUNISH THE FOOL
MUSIC: DAISY BY SWITCHFOOT

Nemesis stood by himself, all alone.​

Surrounding him was naught but broken bones.​

Here he was, searching for things to claim as his own.​

All he had found was blood and stone.​

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Previously the man had been working on a grand plan,​

To gather up workers in the underground,​

All to serve the Khurshid clan.​

But a traitor was what he had found.​

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"I am sure," he had said, "that you mean well."​

A blade ignited, shimmering red,​

"However, your crimes have led you right to hell."​

With a swing the man was dead-​

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Alas, the attack was for naught!​

One hand slipped from behind a cloak,​

And a red blade was by a blue one caught!​

This man,this sir, was a Jedi of a bloke.​

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So a fight broke out among the stone,​

Two warriors fought for justice and darkness.​

Nemesis stood tall for his criminal throne,​

Giving into his madness, descending into figurative blackness.​

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Not much time needed to pass,​

The reptile man was of an upper class.​

Despite his best, the Jedi fell on his ass,​

Against his better he could not last.​

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Now Neme stood by himself, all alone,​

Surrounded by the Jedi's broken bones.​

This is what he had to do, he told himself, to maintain the throne.​

Break all his foes down and shatter their skulls upon the stone.​

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Spoiler

OOC: This is a duel between [member="Visvada Ondu"] and Nemesis K. Khurshid. Spectators are allowed, but they must keep away from the main fighting. Which means no affecting the duel. Feel free to join in the rhyming if you wish. It's not required, of course.

 

[Visvada Ondu]

Visvada had a bad feeling,​

The lights where dim and the air quite tense,​

There had to be something amiss, what was that on the ceiling?​

'Twas nothing, his body was just held in suspense.​

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As he entered the building, there was a sound​

The more he walked, the louder it was​

He tracked the noise much like a hound​

And sure enough, there it was.​

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His eyes did not deceive​

His body prepared itself​

But his mind did not believe​

His blood rand cold as an ice shelf​

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There he was - one of his kind​

Standing over a lesser being​

Why was this what he had to find?​

"Is this really what I'm seeing?"​

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His blade shot out and out​

Growing long and proud​

It's voice like a shout​

And there was a start from the crowd​

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"Why must you do this?"​

"Do you know who you are?"​

"I am afraid you have gone amiss."​

"And now I say au revoir."​

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And then he struck,​

His blade coming down,​

He hoped his blade had luck​

But on his face was a frown.​

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Spoiler

Dang. This is extremely difficult xD [member="Nemesis K. Khurshid"]

 

[Nemesis Khurshid]

CORUSCANT: MID-LEVELS
OBJECTIVE: BEAT DOWN THE FOOL, THEN PITY HIM
MUSIC: 8-BIT REMIX OF WARRIORS by IMAGINE DRAGONS

But what was that?​

A sound coming from the dark?​

Don't the fools know curiosity killed the cat?​

And sometimes, the bite is fiercer than the bark.​

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Oh, what is this?​

Another warrior come to fight,​

His swing not likely to miss,​

Blade a light in an otherwise dark night.​

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One hand shot up, raised to defend,​

Red blocked the sword's fall.​

Nemesis did not break nor did he bend.​

He was prepared for it all.​

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Both feet slid back,​

His blade was swung,​

And with that attack,​

His pride said he had won.​

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"You fool, I know what I am."​

"And I will not bow, not even to kin."​

[member="Visvada Ondu"]​

 

[Visvada Ondu]

Swing after swing​

Blow after blow​

He was determined to be king​

This was to be a big show​

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But in his heart he cried​

For he did not like to do this deed​

But his feelings were to be set aside​

As a blade grazed his side​

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With a flurry of movement​

His blade leaped toward its goal​

In his head was a blueprint​

But it did not allow control​

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A final swing​

Up through the air​

The force he used began to sing​

And he said a silent prayer​

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[member="Nemesis K. Khurshid"]​

 

[Nemesis Khurshid]

CORUSCANT: MID-LEVELS
OBJECTIVE: DON'T LET THE FOOL WIN
MUSIC: SOMEBODY TOLD ME TO FEEL GOOD by THE KILLER GORILLAZ

A song formed in the demon's head,​

With every swing a new verse formed.​

'I'll strike him dead!'​

He thought, as his defenses were stormed.​

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I stand, steady, I'm ready.​

Gained three levels already!​

Armor holding me tight like sis holding teddy,​

They'll watch me with envy,​

Saying 'DAMN, he's deadly!'​

And when I'm done,​

You'll be calling me Freddy.​

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You think you can beat me?
Ha! You're funny!​

I'm reptilian, killing the civilians,​

By the millions!​

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I'm King of the Gore,​

A Horror Lord,​

You're a man destined to sweep floors,​

Nothing else to live for.​

I'll be shaking ya to your core!​

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A blade sliced across his arm,​

Now his patience wore thin.​

He was like a God, how could he be harmed?​

But of course, this man was like him, like his kin.​

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They were a glorious race,​

Fit for talk or battle,​

Even with their... ugly face.​

To them, all others were like mere cattle.​

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Now let us resume!​

Nemesis let out a howl and pulled away.​

Now his enemy was doomed,​

For rage was coming his way!​

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His blade went to cut a limb,​

While his leg aimed to bend a chest,​

Things were looking grim,​

For if he struck, he'd prove he was the best.​

[member="Visvada Ondu"]​

 

[Visvada Ondu]

With a twirl and a whirl​

He barely made away​

But he felt like he was going to hurl​

For the blade did get its way.​

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A deep cut in his skin​

What was this horror?​

"Why do you do this, my kin?"​

That cut will surely need a restorer.​

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"This is not the way, brother."​

"You must make amends,"​

"And no I did not stutter."​

But one strike became another​

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The blows rained on Visvada​

He defended the best he could​

But it was like an armada​

Then he jumped away and stood.​

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"Hear me, my blood,"​

"Let not this be the way"​

"Anger pours from you like a flood"​

"Surely Our Kind did not betray?"​

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"Stand down my kin,"​

"I wish only to understand"​

"Listen, begin,"​

"Why do you do this by your hand?"​

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[member="Nemesis K. Khurshid"]​

 

[Nemesis Khurshid]

CORUSCANT: UNDERBELLY
OBJECTIVE: UNDERSTAND THE FOOL
MUSIC: DARK ON ME by STARSET

For a moment he paused,​

Lowering his hands​

(Which were both clawed)​

He stared hard at the man.​

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"What do you mean by this?"​

"Attacking then ceasing your backing"​

"Of all the strikes you missed?"​

"Hmm... my movements, are you tracking?"​

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"They could teach you much."
"Your peace, your calm,"​

"You wear it like a crutch."​

"Are you a Jedi preacher, here to tell me of your psalms?"

"If so, be gone."​

[member="Visvada Ondu"]
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[Visvada Ondu]

"I speak of no religion,"​

"I speak not of false morals."​

"But I have an ambition"​

"For our kind to have no quarrels."​

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Visvada wanted pride for his people,​

He wanted all Vidhvansakan to have respect,​

For their pride to rise like an eagle.​

He wanted none to be reject.​

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"My brother, my kin,"​

"Let us walk from this,"​

"Let there be no sin."​

"These crimes - I will dismiss."​

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[member="Nemesis K. Khurshid"]​

 

[Nemesis Khurshid]

CORUSCANT: LOWER LEVELS
OBJECTIVE: PITY THE FOOL
MUSIC: DOWN WITH THE FALLEN by STARSET

What a strange thing,​

The dreams of this reptile.​

First he attacked, and now his hopes sing.​

But was this speech worthwhile?​

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Nemesis was a mean old bastard,​

An angry kind of soul.​

The art of deception was a thing he had mastered.​

Now he had a means to his goal.​

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So he stepped forward, to where Visvada took his stand.​

Smiling a devilish he reached out to take​

His opponent's hand.​

Once it was grasped he clutched it tight, hoping that it would break.​

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"You are a fool, this is my land."​

"To come here and attack..."
"Such a thing is banned,"​

"Unless one wishes to find a knife in their back."​

[member="Visvada Ondu"]
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[Visvada Ondu]

With a swing reinforced by motor,​

Visvada's arm broke the grip.​

This kin of his was obviously a joker.​

His arm swung like a whip.​

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"Then you are lost."
"You must cease to be."​

"But at this time, I cannot pay that cost."​

"If we meet again. I will not let thee free."​

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With fast movement he fled.​

The moment sad.​

Tears were to be shed.​

But he kept his head.​

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[member="Nemesis K. Khurshid"]​

 

[Nemesis Khurshid]

CORUSCANT: LOWER LEVELS
OBJECTIVE: LEAVE THE FOOL
MUSIC: CENTURIES by FALL OUT BOY

What a coward!​

So though the lizard.​

This man was so easily overpowered,​

His strength was that of a small gizzard.​

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No more, no less.​

Feeling stressed,​

Nemesis reached up to caress,​

The brow he possessed.​

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Deep inside started a song,​

A chant of pure victory.​

He had won, nothing had gone wrong.​

And so he sang a great melody:​

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Now you know I'm the true gore Lord!​

King of all the horror.​

Your status has lowered,​

You'll never find a restorer​

Capable of fixing you score!​

Now scram! There's the door.​

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The monster grinned.​

For he knew that this was a win.​

And with a spin,​

He turned away from his fleeing kin.​

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{EXIT}​