RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
Location: Naboo, on the Ocean near Theed
Objective: Destroy opponents or force a yield!
Ship: Prototype AT-360: Loaded with Flex Tubes, Various Missiles (Buzz Droids-Proton Toprdoes-Cluster Missiles-Nano Missiles), ACES ShieldCutter and Fast Engines. Around .50 speed and Manuevering. Unsubbed. This will count as a final Dev thread. Any questions PM.
Competitors:
[member="A. Dominion"]
[member="Malik"]
[member="One-Eyed Jack Varren"]
Theed. Jack had come her to browse some of the Theed Hangars vessels. During that time he'd visited the hangars, looked at countless designs and wandered Taverns at night. And one such Tavern he'd been quite drunk at, and started a fight. Before the local authorities had come to shut them down and lock them in the drunk tank Jack had spit on two fellows and assaulted third for speaking ill of his new vessel.
It was a Prototype AT-360, super fast and loaded with missiles. Jack had roared a drunken boast, threatening to kill them and telling them how his ship was faster. So in the spirit of the Scoundrel Gentlemen they were the scallywags had arranged a duel. Ten thousand credits were locked in a secret account, kept by a bookie from a certain seedy bar. Referees had been arranged.
The name of the game was to force a yield from the opponents today. And they were all of a rash temper, so they'd all naturally bet on themselves. And other had placed bets too. In fact the illegal event was to be broadcast over the darknet and the Holonet, a spectacle for all to see.
The rules were simple. Start at the Theed hangars, fly to the four corners of the city district and then do battle over the nearby ocean. Combat was kept strictly to the ocean. Fighter or Freighter, and it was the last man standing who won the pot. The rest could run with their tails between their legs.
"Gentlemen, start your engines!"
Jack hit the throttle, firing the AT-360 to maximum burn, with engine breaks on.
"Ready, Set, GO!"
Objective: Destroy opponents or force a yield!
Ship: Prototype AT-360: Loaded with Flex Tubes, Various Missiles (Buzz Droids-Proton Toprdoes-Cluster Missiles-Nano Missiles), ACES ShieldCutter and Fast Engines. Around .50 speed and Manuevering. Unsubbed. This will count as a final Dev thread. Any questions PM.
Competitors:
[member="A. Dominion"]
[member="Malik"]
[member="One-Eyed Jack Varren"]
Theed. Jack had come her to browse some of the Theed Hangars vessels. During that time he'd visited the hangars, looked at countless designs and wandered Taverns at night. And one such Tavern he'd been quite drunk at, and started a fight. Before the local authorities had come to shut them down and lock them in the drunk tank Jack had spit on two fellows and assaulted third for speaking ill of his new vessel.
It was a Prototype AT-360, super fast and loaded with missiles. Jack had roared a drunken boast, threatening to kill them and telling them how his ship was faster. So in the spirit of the Scoundrel Gentlemen they were the scallywags had arranged a duel. Ten thousand credits were locked in a secret account, kept by a bookie from a certain seedy bar. Referees had been arranged.
The name of the game was to force a yield from the opponents today. And they were all of a rash temper, so they'd all naturally bet on themselves. And other had placed bets too. In fact the illegal event was to be broadcast over the darknet and the Holonet, a spectacle for all to see.
The rules were simple. Start at the Theed hangars, fly to the four corners of the city district and then do battle over the nearby ocean. Combat was kept strictly to the ocean. Fighter or Freighter, and it was the last man standing who won the pot. The rest could run with their tails between their legs.
"Gentlemen, start your engines!"
Jack hit the throttle, firing the AT-360 to maximum burn, with engine breaks on.
"Ready, Set, GO!"
