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HAHAHA... HUNGER GAMES!!! [Horde Dominion of Oberon, Open Contest]

"Enough of this pointless fighting," said the brutish Warchief as he walked into the arena-type area. Sweat glistened on the thick skin of the creature before them all, a beast of nearly eight feet in height depending on how straight his posture was.

Eyes changed colors, a reddish hue dawning upon his crimson face.

"If you wish to test your mettle, do it against an enemy worth fighting against."

[member="Nam Karakk"] [member="Alendarius Veygar"] [member="Arcturus Procyon"] [member="Dagon"] [member="Azal"] [member="Break"] [member="Darth Naefas"] [member="Darth Narakada"] [member="Darth Vulcanus"] [member="Denga Triktar"] [member="Enigma"] [member="Iron Giant"] [member="Kara Teerah"] [member="Karsh Lithern"] [member="Loran Nera"] [member="Lucrezia"] [member="Lyra Uporg"] [member="Mistress Kurah Rrusho"] [member="Moss Wroc"] [member="Zulusavong Lah"] [member="Zeek"] [member="Yzhan Tu"] [member="Xavunis"] [member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"] [member="Vaas"] [member="Toran Gregor"] [member="Tarkass"] [member="Tarika Sadow"] [member="Taitos Vin the Vengeful"] [member="stardust"] [member="Sokrai Ronaro"] [member="Shimmra Rapuung"] [member="Shia"] [member="Rodrigo Satoshi"] [member="Rave Merrill"] [member="Ragnar Ordo"] [member="Raelene Lorena"] [member="Nocturna"] [member="Neo Tyrnith"] [member="Krul-Xob"] [member="Serin"] [member="Zenoc Lah"] [member="Kiruoum Kirdci"][member="Sarge Potteiger"]
 
Sokrai glared at the brutish and large [member="Tsavong Kraal"], as her lightsaber hissed to life, it's purple blade crackling with energy. She noticed as the Rancor, who was attacking her former combatant, turned and gave a loud yell, and charged Kraal. Using her telekinesis powers, she lifted a cracked shard of wood from a fallen tree, and sent it spiraling at the Rancor's heel. It hit the beast, as it collapsed right over the large monster that was Kraal.
 
Seated in the viewing area, Sarge settled his armored bulk into a more comfortable position as he watched the massive [member="Tsavong Kraal"] approach and speak his challenge. Perhaps he would - no, wait, the Rancor was falling on him.

Perhaps not as interesting as he'd hoped.

Still, he was entirely unable to control the pain and anguish that radiated from his Force Aura in great waves, unsettling the people around him and forcing them away. And just like that, he sat alone in this area, watching the fighting.

[member="Sokrai Ronaro"]
 
Sokrai gazed up at the entertained crowd, who was shouting, hooting, yelling and screaming in pure delight and pleasure. She noticed a large gap of spectators, except for one speck in the desert of no civilians. Sokrai squinted and slightly frowned at this, but she turned her pupils back to the task at hand, as she watched the Rancor fall over [member="Tsavong Kraal"].

[member="Sarge Potteiger"]
 
[member="Sokrai Ronaro"] [member="Sarge Potteiger"]

Four arms reached up to catch the gaping maw of the surprised rancor as it felt. Saliva poured down from it's mouth, splattering upon Tsavong's face, but the Yuuzhan Vong mutant held his ground. He twisted his body to the side, gripping one of the protruding tusks of the rancor's mouth and proceeded to rip it from the creature's mouth as he pulled away from underneath the weight of the beast.

Blood gushed onto the soil beneath as the rancor struggled to get back up after face planting on the ground, but Kraal was too quick. Armed now with the Rancor's own fang as his amphistaffs slithered around his arms, the Warchief drove the fresh tooth into the Rancor's eye socket.

It screamed in wild, beastial terror as the wounded Rancor clamored for it's eye.
 
Tsavong Kraal said:
[member="Sokrai Ronaro"] [member="Sarge Potteiger"]

Four arms reached up to catch the gaping maw of the surprised rancor as it felt. Saliva poured down from it's mouth, splattering upon Tsavong's face, but the Yuuzhan Vong mutant held his ground. He twisted his body to the side, gripping one of the protruding tusks of the rancor's mouth and proceeded to rip it from the creature's mouth as he pulled away from underneath the weight of the beast.

Blood gushed onto the soil beneath as the rancor struggled to get back up after face planting on the ground, but Kraal was too quick. Armed now with the Rancor's own fang as his amphistaffs slithered around his arms, the Warchief drove the fresh tooth into the Rancor's eye socket.

It screamed in wild, beastial terror as the wounded Rancor clamored for it's eye.
Sokrai smirked, looking at the beast with mutual respect, as she slowly walked forward a couple of steps. She tensed up, and began using telekinesis. 4 of the Rancor's teeth slowly trembled, as Sokrai grip became tight, as it ripped out of its mouth. It turned around in mid air, and sped towards [member="Tsavong Kraal"], at a rather quick speed. It blurred in mid-air, as one of each went for his limbs.
 
Two hands caught two fangs. Two amphistaffs, rearing their heads in advance for a strike, snapped their teeth tight around the other two fangs, not letting go.

Tsavong's tail lashed behind him as he began to slowly walk in the direction of [member="Sokrai Ronaro"].
 
Tsavong Kraal said:
Two hands caught two fangs. Two amphistaffs, rearing their heads in advance for a strike, snapped their teeth tight around the other two fangs, not letting go.

Tsavong's tail lashed behind him as he began to slowly walk in the direction of [member="Sokrai Ronaro"].
Sokrai began running at the Myrshavong [member="Tsavong Kraal"], as she prepped her mind for force-powered acrobatics. As she neared him, she faked a jump, she quickly slid to Kraal's left, and slashed at his leg with her purple blade, which was sparking with energy. After she did this, she quickly flipped herself up, she threw her lightsaber at a small, skinny and weak tree. It made a large cut in it, but not enough to knock it over. Tensing up once more, she quickly ripped it from it's stump, and threw it at Kraal, as she began gasping afterwards.
 
Left leg leg lifted. Blade went underneath. Warchief pivots to face enemy.

Without turning to face the incoming small tree, the Myrshavong's tail snapped outwards and caught the limb out of the air. A second of resistance flashed before the tree snapped into two, falling to the ground. A face rife with concentration faced [member="Sokrai Ronaro"], fangs beginning to snarl as he approached his enemy.
 
Tsavong Kraal said:
Left leg leg lifted. Blade went underneath. Warchief pivots to face enemy.

Without turning to face the incoming small tree, the Myrshavong's tail snapped outwards and caught the limb out of the air. A second of resistance flashed before the tree snapped into two, falling to the ground. A face rife with concentration faced [member="Sokrai Ronaro"], fangs beginning to snarl as he approached his enemy.
Anger pulsed through her veins, as she threw her lightsaber at his legs. It was flung from the side, so the tail would have to snake through his own legs to get it, which we be of some difficulty.
 
[member="Sokrai Ronaro"]

Tsavong leaped in to the air, landing several feet away from the Sith as the lightsaber flew towards the spot he was currently standing at. Landing in an exploding cloud of dust, the Warchief looked up and snarled.

He threw one of the amphistaffs at her like a spear, hoping to land it in her chest as he began running in her direction.
 
She quickly used telekinesis to yank her purple blade back to her hands, when she noticed the flying amphistaff. Sokrai slowed it down using telekinesis with much strain, and quickly chucked it out into the dark woods. She turned to the sprinting [member="Tsavong Kraal"] , and she dropped to her knees right as he neared by, hoping the blade would cut him as he ran by.

[member="Tsavong Kraal"]
 

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(OOC: [member="Lord Eclipsion"] Just throwing this out there, lightsabers can't cut through amphistaffs.)

Hovering overhead, Klix'rath watched as the little leaguers fought below like bumbling nerf herders. He grinned in delight at those attempting to show true battle prowess. The largest of the participants was actually somewhat formidable, although his immense size would eventually lead to his downfall, he would prove to be a worthy ally until the day of his demise comes. Klix'rath waited until he felt the time was right to join the fight.
 
[member="Lord Eclipsion"]
[member="Tsavong Kraal"]
Skyren watched from the balcony his arms folded over his gleaming black chest plate. From the slit in his visor a red light seeped forth. He felt the roar of the beastly Vong reverberate his chest. An evil glee fell upon him as the woman Sith disarmed the Vong and made her counter move. Skyren decided it was time to even the odds.

Skyren broke into a run a back flipped from the balcony, his black cloak trailing like a shadowy wraith in the wind. The ground moaned at his evil as he landed, blackening beneath his feet. With a quick gesture he produced and tossed a single crimson bladed saber to the Vong.

Skyrens own crimson blade buzzed to life as he squared up with the woman Sith. Though he was a mere weakling beginner, a certain part of him loved a challenge.

"How do you fare versus two opponents then my lady!" He roared with a savage glee.

The crimson blade whipped backwards into a reverse grip and he crouched, extending his senses with the force, waiting for her to strike....
 
| [member="Enigma"] |

The Niathal dropped out of hyperspace above Oberon. Sat in it's cockpit was Darth Ayra, arriving from New Order space to participate in the Hunger Games on Oberon. Before she headed down to the planet surface, however, she brought up the ships communication systems and hailed [member="Enigma"], for a discussion. With the transmission sent, Ayra reclined back into her seat, arms rested on it's arm rests whilst she waited for the holographic representation of her Sith Master to appear.
 
In Umbris Potestas Est
Smiling, Enigma's Ranator entered the system as she responded to the message from [member="Alicia Drey"]. The woman also known as Darth Ayra was her apprentice, her pet, almost. Someone willing to do anything for the sake of knowledge and power. It almost reminded Circe of herself - though this woman was a specialist with the blade, not with magic.

"Yes, darling?"
 
| [member="Enigma"] |

When Pandeima's image flickered into life, Ayra leaned forward to answer her reply. Lowering her head to her Sith Master, she lifted her gaze back up to her after the inclination and said. "Master, I am in Horde space, as you said to be. Shall I head to you or to the planet surface?" She gave her a soft grin when she finished talking, like she always did in Pandeima's gaze. All part of the attraction, you see?
 
In Umbris Potestas Est
[member="Alicia Drey"]

"Head to me." She smiled, noticing the intrigued grin of her apprentice. "I look forward to your arrival. We have a lot to discuss and a lot to get accomplished in such a short span of time." Deactivating the hologram, she eagerly awaited the arrival of her apprentice. Hopefully any run-ins with her wife hadn't marred the woman's features. The last thing she needed to do was use the skin rejuvenator on her.
 
| [member="Enigma"] |

Ayra diverted the course of the Niathal to link up with Pandeima's Ranator; and when her ship was docked, Ayra rose up from the pilots seat to climb out of her ship and into her Masters. Walking to the bridge/cockpit of the ship, Pandemia's Sith Apprentice came to a stop at her side. Ayra lowered her gaze to her fingers, before interlocking her own with them. Holding hands, Ayra said. "I met your wife recently. Funnily enough, it was the second time we fought. First, on a botched operation on Aeten II and the other, the recent Kaas invasion."

Lifting her gaze to the transparisteel, the Sith Apprentice didn't show any signs of injury or harm. "I don't understand what you see in her, if I'm honest, Master."
 

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