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Podrace Swoop Racing Galactic Tourney - Race 1

Candu Tabuu

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Move Roll: 1 (-1)
Action: Attack 4
Target:
Ta'ena Zollo
Armor Value: 70

Riding: Rancor Swoop

Candu couldn't help but wave his little hands in frustration. His blaster arm must have been malfunctioning or something, because it couldn't hit the broad side of a bantha, let alone a swoop moving through the air at excess of multiple hundreds of miles per hour... oh.

"Candu see you no lead-lead, so no shootshoot you!"

Still, with the Mandalorian further back from the pole position, that meant the little Anzellan had a new target!

"Pewpew!"

And with another squeeze of the (arguably useless) blaster arm, Candu fired at the Twi'lek, Ta'ena...

 




S W O O P_R A C I N G
Galactic Tourney - Part 1


NABOO, MID RIM




Move | 4
Action Roll | [Attack] 19
Target | Hilal Vizsla Hilal Vizsla
Armor Value | 35

Joseph Torson cursed as his shots missed Saraiya Darkstar's swoop bike. However his frustration was soon soothed as he advanced past the Sith Pureblood in his Type Rancor Swoop Bike, placing him in 7th place, which was atleast some good news, but there was still alot of work to do and alot of competitors to outmaneuver. Thus with his rail pistol still in hand, he proceeded to target Hilal Vizsla by firing a few more shots at her swoop bike. Unlike the Anzellan, his attacks were more calculated and precise rather then, carried out for the sake of doing so. Hopefully Torson would manage to land some hits that could slow down his intended target.


 

Artas Tel Alam

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This fucking speeder. What had he been thinking? That his foes would be more aggressive than they presently were? Artas Tel Alam would have liked to call them fools, but here he was: being dragged down by this useless armor. Armor he had elected to plate his speeder with to defend himself from attacks that would never get here.

He bared his teeth and snarled into the wind rushing by. If he weren't careful, he'd probably get bugs caught in his teeth.

But Artas Tel Alam is never careful.

Riding: Rancor
Move Roll: 3 (-1 included)
Action: Defend 13 (+1 included)
Target: N/A
Armor Value: 70

 


Move Roll: 3
Action Roll: [Defend] 16
Target: N/A
Armor Value: 35

Now we're cookin' with blaster gas! she thought to herself as she grinned wide behind the darkened faceplate of her helmet. She was coming out of the chicane and gaining speed, having just passed Hilal Vizsla Hilal Vizsla and gaining on Ta'ena Zollo. Seemed that her little bit of fiddling had paid dividends, and Saraiya wasn't about to let up now. She kept the pressure on as she shifted the swoop's injection-matrix up another notch, and cracked back on the throttle again, thundering down the back straight towards the second chicane.

And then, of course, the damn swoop decided to act up again. She began swearing up and down, vowing she'd replace the damn injector-matrix after this race was over and done with. For now, she leaned over, fiddling with the fething thing once more, keeping an eye on the track, and praying to whatever powers-that-be that she could fix this thing enough to finish out this race without yet another complication.


 

Swoop Racing Group

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Stats
Move: 6
Defense: 17
Armor: 35

She was making her way forward now. That was good, but it also meant she was going to have more people behind her than in front of her. While Dani was much more of a pacifist now, she knew that it would always take a little bit of rough riding to make her swoop get to the lead, like she wanted to be. Like she should be

Money was second to the bragging rights and proving herself.

Her drive wasn't to start throwing fire at the people in front of her. What she'd do is get up there, and be able to fire back to keep her position. Not for a kill shot, but just to slow someone down.

Still… Throttle down, and she was starting to add some weaving to her piloting. Spinning wasn't the only trick.
 

Move Roll: 2 (Mynock +1)
Action Roll: [Defend] 14
Target: N/A
Armor Value: 35

Coming up to the next series of small, tight turns, Saraiya let back on the throttle a good amount. Hitting the interia-brake, she leaned in hard to the left, knowing that she'd have to immediately bank almost as hard to the right. "Chicanes. I hate chicanes..." she muttered to herself, brow furrowed under the darkend visor of her helmet. Hopefully, this fething swoop would cooperate, as it seemed the at least handle decently enough in the turns. She wasn't paying much mind to the other racers, though the blue-haired girl that had been bantering back and forth with Hilal earlier was almost right no top of her. Hopefully, she could outmaneuver, but with the way her swoop was performing, she truly had no idea. Still, all she could do was try to get through this set of turns as best she could.

 



Location: Narmle City Grasslands
Objective: Win... duh!?
Tag: Swoop Racing Group
Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself


Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'

Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

Swoop: Lucky Girl - Mynock class

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Move Roll: 4
Action Roll: [Attack] 6
Target: Ta'ena Zollo
Armor Value: 35


Screw it, the leaders were getting too far ahead of her and she didn't quite have the speed she wanted so it was time to get serious. As she jinked left and right on the corners, not far from Saraiya Darkstar Saraiya Darkstar She pulled out her pistol and let off a couple of shots, not really enough to kill the opponent, but maybe throw her off her game just long enough for Hex to catch up.

 

Candu Tabuu

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Move Roll: 5 (-1)
Action: Attack 6
Target:
Ta'ena Zollo
Armor Value: 70

Riding: Rancor Swoop

Candu couldn't stand it, his blaster arm was as useful as a space suit with speed holes... why wouldn't it work?

"No no pewpew, sadsad!"

He kept revving the throttle, trying to gain some ground, even as he continued to fire blaster bolts at the lead racer...

 

Ta'ena Zollo

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Move: 1
Action: Dodge (12)
Armor: 50

The little crazy racer was targeting Ta’ena now. Something that really didn’t bother the Twi’lek racer as it meant that she was in front and a threat to the others. Being in the middle of a few curves there was no way Ta’ena was going to risk doing anything more than going as fast as she can through these turns and hitting the straight away with the lead where she can figure out if she should risk shots over her shoulder to help her keep the lead.

She had chosen the balanced swoop over the fast one for a reason. She didn’t want to have to worry about being taken out of the race by opponent’s blasters. Seemed like it was as time to put that theory to the test.
 

Swoop Racing Group

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RACE NARRATION

"Oh, look, the racers are catching up to Ta'ena!"

"It almost seems like luck, ridin' on those swoops, huh?"

"Luck or skill, I'm excited! Now back to the action..."

Narration notes:


 
Stats:
Move: 3
Defend: 5
Armor: 35



Phew, ok, that was the race skill she needed. The blonde was weaving in and out as she passed by. That was a pretty big jump of people, wasn't it? Had to get through… if her math was right another two? And next customer was right up in front of her. Nah, Dani wasn't going to take a shot at Hex Hex , just work on using her speed and the momentum to get ahead of the curve here.

The idea of prize money was big in her mind and to where it could go. She knew where a lot of it would go, but that was the cart before the horse.

Doubling down, she pushed the thruster, dodging through the course and weaving in a serpentine fashion. It wasn't the fastest, but it sure as hell should be the safest.
 

Candu Tabuu

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Move Roll: 1 (-1)
Action: Attack 19
Target:
Ta'ena Zollo
Armor Value: 70

Riding: Rancor Swoop

Candu was feeling a little more confident. He was in the middle, managing to keep up, but really needed to keep the throttle twisted as far as it could go.

"Candu shoot againagain!"

And he also wanted to keep shooting at the lead racer.

He had to hit someone, eventually.

 

Ta'ena Zollo

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Location: Naboo System | moon of Rori | Narmle City | Grasslands
Move: 2
Action: Dodge (16)
Target: N/A
Armor: 50

“What the crikking frek is going on with this piece of poodoo swoop!?!?” Ta’ena exclaimed as there was a hiccup in the engine as she made her way through the second set of much tighter turns on the course. She kicked the side of her bike hoping that would get the engine to respond. It didn’t immediately and her competitors were now gaining on her. What was a comfy lead just moments ago had all but eroded, with the blonde and blue-haired racers right on her ass. Ms. Pink hair was right behind them. And the crazy little fellow was getting closer, or maybe that was just her imagination since his shots started getting closer.

Finally Ta’ena punched the ignition button and the engine started again. With a grumble the Twi’lek hit the acceleration lever and hoped she could regain some of her speed and pull back ahead in the coming straight away.
 



Location: Narmle City Grasslands
Objective: Win... duh!?
Tag: Swoop Racing Group
Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself


Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'

Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

Swoop: Lucky Girl - Mynock class

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Move Roll: 3
Action Roll: [Defend] 7
Target:
Armor Value: 35


Well that was a bust, she thought, sliding her gun back into her holster and revving the jets again, the bike was purring along nicely now, not as fast as she would like, but she no longer felt it was imminently going to burn out on her. She looked backwards as Hilal Vizsla Hilal Vizsla dropped out with engine troubles or something, she felt sorry for her friend, no luck today.

She looked next to her Dani Stellaris Dani Stellaris her bike so close they could practically touch and she and laughed to herself. "So, my date is all the way back there, shall we go get ourselves a twi'lek and have some fun" she rocked her bike back and forth playfully.

 
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S W O O P_R A C I N G
Galactic Tourney - Part 1


NABOO, MID RIM




Move | 4
Action Roll | [Attack] 10
Target | Dani Stellaris Dani Stellaris
Armor Value | 35

Torson smiled as he successfully hit his target with that very person being later disqualified from the race, however he remained far behind the rest of his opponents only ahead of the Sith Pureblood on his Rancor Swoop Bike. However from what he could see, those ahead of him were only approximately halfway through the first lap of the race and with three contestants already disqualified, Torson was certain that not even half of the initial amount of racers would make it past the first lap, which would be good for him.

Regardless if he was going to catch up to his opponents he would have to press-on his continuous attacks, following the lead of the Anzellan and firing another set of shots from his
rail pistol at Saraiya Darkstar's bike, hoping to deal significant damage and be able to slow her down. Hopefully this would be enough to ensure a slow and gradual comeback from Torson's part ensure that could ensure a favorable outcome for the young racer.


 

Swoop Racing Group

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RACE NARRATION

"Oh, look, the racers are catching up to Ta'ena!"

"An' looks like Saraiya has stalled or somethin', too!"

"We'll see how this final stretch of the lap goes, now back to the action..."

Narration notes:


 
Stat:
Move: 5
Dodge: 7
Armor: 30 :(

The challenge with being in the lead? The Force be damned blue spiked shells!

As she was working on looking towards the lead, there was the one with Darkwire, she thought… uh Hex? Yeah, maybe. Blue hair, a bit insane, probably. Dani grinned and nodded. "Lets do it. Get her and see where it brings us."

The focus on Hex and the idea of going after the Twi'lek together gave her a grin and she moved her swoop in a bit of a more controlled path and that was when it hit.

"Fethin' hell!" She cussed out as she looked over her shoulder. That came from a long way off. Shaking her head she focused again.

"Lets get her!" And that was when the throttle came down. She knew what this bike could do, but wasn't going to push it all the way, not yet.
 

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