Third Round - Padawan Dymo vs Dashiell [Pillow Fight]

[Coci Heavenshield]

The arena is set for the second annual Silver Sanctum Coalition Tournament.

Many Jedi have gathered to witness the ‘battles’ between the combatants, from Padawans to Knights and Masters, all battling to see who will rise to the top, who will be the cream of the crop?, the icing on the cake?, the best of the best?. It is early morning, the sun has risen to herald a bright new day, avian circle in the Voss sky, the flowers are blooming and the bees are buzzing and there is excitement in the air. And lots of chatter ..

In the arena there is a seat at the end of the room, on which Grand Master [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] will watch over the tournament. With brushed back golden hair, beard trimmed and a set of sapphire blue eyes, and a calming demeanour, the grand master will cast those wondrous eyes upon his Jedi charges and step in if and I say IF, the duelling gets ‘out of hand’.

Before the duelling shall commence, each combatant will acknowledge his presence with a respectful bow and so to, to your competitor, before they begin.

[member="Zak Dymo"] vs [member="Makai Dashiell"]

Please select your weapons!
(pillows)

You may begin!

And may the force be with you both.

 

[Micah tol Powl]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjQ7jJx9PJk​

This was the bestest day ever!

...this week. That he could remember. What day was it anyway? Taungsday? Zhellday? Saturday? He hoped it wasn't Saturday only because he hadn't watched any of his favorite holo-cartoons because he'd been getting ready for the lightsaber tournament. But, any day you did a lightsaber tournament was definitely qualifying in at least the Top Ten list of best days ever.

But when you had a friend sleeping over, it just made a good day great-er.

The problem with Voss was that it was up in the mountains. So it wasn't like Ossus, where the Room of a Thousand Fountains supplied underground rivers that ran throughout the Jedi Temple, supplying aquatic sleeping pools alongside the rooms of their terrestrial brethren. This meant that Zak wound up sleeping like a human, including the cotton pajamas that would be a water-logged disaster on Glee Anselm or Mon Cala.

A pair of pajama pants were decorated with cartoonish images of Coalition starfighters. A large t-shirt hung off the youngling's shoulders with a faded graphic of crossed lightsabers. The boy had invited his friend [member="Makai Dashiell"] for a sleepover, and he was pretty tired from the lightsaber tournament. Which, he hoped that Makai had gotten to see some of it.

But, even if he didn't -- or even if he did -- they could re-live it, and even have Makai participate, with a little play and some imagination!

Making mechanical breathing sound effects, the young Nautolan, who was presently in the role of the obligatory antagonist, Dark Lord of the Sith, and all around awesome dude, Darth Obnoxious, looked over at his opponent. "The Force is with you, young Dashiell. But you are not a Jedi yet," the Nautolan lord of Sithy swamps boasted hauntingly, as he brought his pillow up in the opening stance of Form MXI.

What is Form MXI, you ask?

Great question! Because Zak had made that up. Yes, just now. To start with, Form MXI is over nine thousand! Second, it is the legendary ancient and deadly form of legends that legend recalls as Ultimate Fighting Budokai PILLOW FIGHT! Bringing his pillow up into the opening stance, the sage color of the two hundred thread count pillow case rippled with this motion as the green cover...

"AH!"

Yelping in panic, there was a brief commercial break while Darth Obnoxious changed his pillow case so that his pillow-saber wasn't green.

Remember Silver Jedi, only YOU can prevent green lightsabers.

Stuffing the pillow down into a royal blue pillow case, likely stolen from out of [member="Connor Harrison"]'s linen closet, the Nautolan brought his pillow up as he looked across at the rebel scum in front of him.

...also, had Makai brought any holos with him? Zak still hadn't seen Di-Gi-Go Hunter XL. He was totally counting on his friend having brought something for movie night.

 

[Makai Dashiell]

It wasn't often he got to sleep over at someone else's house...er....dorm? [member="Danger Arceneau"] seemed to be the only exception, practically having his own drawer at her expansive Tatooine compound.


When [member="Zak Dymo"] invited him over for a sleepover, Makai had jumped at the chance....with his fathers permission of course. Most of the day had been filled with Zak doing some lightsaber tournament, with a whole bunch of Jedi watching. Some looked half-bored while others seemed to be making notes of his friends movements and progress.


Good thing he didn't have to worry about anything like that.


Dressed in a brilliant orange Captain Atlantis shirt and shark print pajama shorts, Makai was stretched out on the floor on his belly, a plethora of toys scattered on the floor. Captain Atlantis action figure in hand, moving the toy across the floor into a block built ocean 'base' where Captain Atlantis was "saving" Princess Perse from a giant 16 tentacled mutant octopus.


"Back to the depths with ye!" The action figures pike 'stabbed' one of the tentacles before jumping back to safety.


His friend Zak had picked up a pillow and was acting weird, talking about not being a Jedi yet. Of course he wasn't a Jedi yet....nor would he ever be! Besides, was his friend arming himself with a harmless pillow, after....changing the pillowcase? Did it matter?


Jedi kids. They were weird.


Captain Atlantis action figure abandoned on the floor, he hopped up from the floor, picking up the pillow that had been near his feet. He wasn't even paying attention to the pillowcase color 'cause that was just weird. Zak had brought his pillow up in a fighting position, raised above his head.


Makai didn't waste any time and went lunging after his friend.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SFkdcQgNJHo



Also, he had totally brought his HoloStation 4 along so they could play Ninecraft and Banthas vs Nerfs : Desert Warfare 2.

 

[Micah tol Powl]

It was the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny!

Bringing his pillow around, the Nautolan made a "wwwwWWWWWAAAAAAA!" sound effect as the blue pillow swung out to meet his charging opponent. As Makai's lunge connected, Zak was taken back a step from the force of the two boy's colliding. "Shhhh-CRSSSS!" the boy supplied, to denote the clash of pillows.

They had to be careful where they stepped because of the toys littering the floor around them. Makai had brought Captain Atlantis toys, which were now strewn across the room intermixed and mingled with Zak's Jono Jawa figures. And the obligatory Legos. And some pieces to a Trade Federation edition of Monopoly that probably hadn't been complete since [member="Coci Heavenshield"] was Zak's age.

Which, was like a hundred ba-jillion years ago or something.

Taking his pillow up and over, the small Nautolan brought his pillow down toward Makai's head.

[member="Makai Dashiell"]​

 

[Makai Dashiell]

[member="Zak Dymo"]


Oomph!


Blue cased pillow smacked across his head, flattening the mass of curls that were already jutting in every direction. He stumbled a little, mainly because his feet were in an awkward position due to the layout of the room and the toy collection that had grown over the last day or two. Makai was no agile Force User or trained warrior, his recovery a little longer than expected. After all, he had to make sure he wasn't smashing the Lego ocean base he and Zak and spent a few hours building.


Pillow went straight for Zak's hip, planning to smash into the Nautolan and drive the boy towards the wall. Why, Makai wasn't sure. It wasn't like the room was large enough to plan some masterful escape and win.


Although if he managed to climb on the bed and get the high ground....