A well deserved vacation (Fringe dominion of Phu)

[Shinju]

Shinju looked around at what was happening and was lost.... Too much was happening too fast as the Fringe blitzed the worlkd with action. All she knew was the man before her and her new shiny honor guard had been cheating.. Or maybe he wasn't it was hard to tell what mattered was she was an empress now and her word was law so.. "Flay him and lets eat."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Sargon Vynea"] @Ashin Varanin @[member="Jorus Merrill"] @[member="Qae Shena"] @[member="Dorsk 256"]

THE STARTING LINE

Ashin's immense pod rumbled beneath her as she surveyed the competition. Professional podracers, three dozen of them, were laid out in three lines. She was toward the back.

The starter pistol fired, and the pods roared free, down the race track!

http://psypher101.deviantart.com/art/Sci-Fi-Race-Track-264314051

 

[Valik]

Valik continued to focus on his blades, the arcane energies enveloping his blades, restructuring them yet keeping their form. After a while of the meditation he stopped, picked one up and went over to one of the spare engines with his blade. Holding it firmly he sliced it forward, on one of the spare engines. It cut through it cleanly and methodically, leaving no mark, not stopping for any ridges or bumps. It was a fine blade, and would serve the soldier well.

Now all he needed to do was add the Force-be-gone toxins.

 

[Belle Morte]

Belle looked around at the races and gambling with disdain while she secured the area. It wasn't clear what was happening but dammit if the fringe wasn't doing everything in their power to without a doubt. Secure this world. So much would have to be settled that her hands checked her equipment as she was tingling all over and giddy for lack of a better term.

 

[Onrai]

An arm wrapped around Rave - the white bandeaukini she wore properly contrasting with her piercing emerald eyes, her black hair, and her currently-tan skin. She eyed over her dull blue-haired compadre, giving a soft smile as she herself began to massage Rave's shoulders.

"So tell me more about yourself, Rave... I'm curious. You seem like someone I'd want to make friends with."

@[member="Rave Merrill"]

 

[Lord Ghoul]

Mikhail gestured sharply and the dozen phrik ball bearings hovering in the race lane shot straight for @[member="Qae Shena"]'s engines, guided like homing torpedoes by Shorn's telekinesis. Beads of sweat began to trickle down his forehead from the concentration and power it took to wield so many projectiles, small as they were, with such precision.

 

[Onith Trill]

"I suppose it would be safest if we-" He said, before the pistol shot, and the race began. The crowd went wild, and Yurik had the feeling they might have been a bit stuck now.

"Do you still wish to attempt to get out, or do you think we should stay? Either way we should be wary." He said to @[member="Xeni Kraylu"].

 

[Lucrezia]

"Ishi quiet we are here to help and besides it is only a race." Lucrezia looked from the ship as the armored wrapped around her form not covering her face but showing enough vong tech. Shoing her staff as it slid to wrap around her arm for now until she needed it. The voice of the snake creatures through their bond and the voice of the armored snake on her back. All in her head and her armor but there were worse fates she could imagine.

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Sargon pressed down on the button activating the auto pilot as he switched on the guns. He was going to at least need to get a bit away from the starting line before he started the fun, but once he got out of the mass he could do some damage. The first opportunity came faster then he thought it would have some fool was continuously slamming into the side of his pod. So as they hit the turn Sargon activated the hidden lightsaber cutting through the pod and into the controls. One down and a few dozen more to go.

 

[Rekali the Hutt]

Ardak watched as the Sith Lord to his side launched a bunch of small ball bearing at one of the pods, and another of the pods began opening fire everywhere. This race was a clusterkark from the start, and the crowd wasn't quite sure whether to be repulsed or relieved the race had such an interesting start. It was a like a fighter crash you couldn't look away from, it was beautiful and desolate at the same time.

Man, the Fringe had grown on him a little bit.

 

[Darth Torment]

Isis gripped at @[member="Jorus Merrill"]'s podracer with her force crush attemtping to crush out the engine of the thing, as they took off Isis continued to try and crush his only ability to keep in the race

 

[Droideka 0793]

MASTER: WWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Droideka was besides himself in joy as they flew through the track the wind rushing through his paneling. He was in heaven, or at least as close to heaven as a droideka could get. What did not help however is that he did not understand Jorus was going to need all his attention on the race, and not on political ramblings.

Master query: Could Droideka help form new goverment? Droideka has good ideas!

 

[Jorus Merrill]

Jorus's pod was, all things considered, pretty fething vanilla. It even looked vanilla. Top-tier speed and maneuverability, like all the other pods here, but no fancy tricks, no nothing. Except the droideka, but that was the droideka's business.

Jorus wore a very old rebel helmet. With the blast shield down.

With the blast shield down how am I supposed to see? How am I supposed to fight?

Your eyes can deceive you. Don't trust them.

Jorus Q. Merrill didn't need Forcer reflexes to fly pods. He had them, but they were entirely beside the point. Instinctive navigation was the heart, soul, and root of his very specialized skillset, and he always knew exactly where to go even though he was literally flying blind. His pod swerved through the masses of racers by instinct alone.

"Not now, Tim!"

 

[Xeni Kraylu]

A shot in the air and a shove to her side. But this time she was prepared. Her hands pressed again Yurik and helped anchor Xeni against the onslaught yells and roaring. 'Tch, now would not be the time to try and test the crowd.' Another shove. 'Let's try when the race had progressed and the crowd has settled from its hype.'

Hopefully, it does.
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@[member="Yurik Rodecken"]

 

[Jorus Merrill]

As @[member="Isis Fontana"] attempted to Force crush one of Jorus's engines, he swerved by instinct, perchance throwing off her aim. The hit was not instantly fatal, but smoke fountained from his starboard engine, and an unnerving rattle and whine set his teeth on edge. He pressed on, stretching his engines to the breaking point. One more hit and he'd be in serious trouble, but at least he was out of range of the stands.

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Sargon moved through the next turn and as he passed the camera quite nonchalantly squeezed the trigger as he watched a pod's entire electrical system shut down. He felt bad as he watched the thing tumble off the track and splash into flames below. He'd thought they'd just stops but these were laws of physics he simply didn't understand. He could only hope the emp darts were of a lesser charge and might lead to pod just losing its engine.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

Ashin's pod...cloaked.

Like, fething disappeared. That made her a good bit less safe, but she stuck to the maximum allowable altitude, skimming above the surface of the crush. Another podracer had the same idea, but he took engine wash from something he couldn't detect, and went off the rails to spiral into the ocean. She gunned her cloaked pod for all it was worth.

 

[Valik]

Valik took the concentrated ilexital cilona and poured it onto the edges of the swords, in such a fashion that it stained the edges of the blade, sticking to it like glue, glue that would only leave the blade if it came into contact with something organic. A good slice, and the ilexital cilona would enter the blood stream, hindering the opponent's connections to the Force. He would test it, but the blade was rather sharp and Valik enjoyed his connection to the Force, and he didn't really have any other viable test subjects at the moment. He really should just enslave a Jedi someday for such purposes. Oh well, he'd have plenty of opportunities to see it's effects in the future.

 

[Lord Ghoul]

Mikhail suddenly stood up. "It's been fun, Ardak." With that he promptly vaulted over the wall and into a parking lot, where his swoop waited. In about five seconds, Mikhail was off after the racers, keeping well above the track and pushing his swoop to the full extent of its capabilities. He had never been the best flier, but for this work, he didn't need to be.

@[member="Qae Shena"] @[member="Jorus Merrill"] @[member="Droideka 0793"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"] @[member="Ashin Varanin"] @[member="Ardak Serifen"]

 

[Droideka 0793]

Droideka was a bit upset but he would forgive master for yelling. After all Tim had been bold in the sabaac den and wanted to blast everyone to molecular particles, but master had taught him why that was bad! He was a good master! Droideka was less then pleased when the engine started smoking though. He'd like to have fixed it but he simply couldn't reach that far. He did have one idea though. Integrating himself with the pod droideka set his power starship class shield generator to pumping energy into the engines.

Master notification: We're going to go faster!