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Gabriel Westinghouse - Rebel Alliance (Jedi) 3rd floor but moving to the first

He startled as the other came after him, not once, but twice. He jumping back and falling to one knee on the ground before making a break for the jungle gym. He knew the other would more than likely be looking for other targets, so it was now time for himself to seek out others as well.

He moved with agile movements down the ropes and ladders that were offered him. He clearing the second floor in record time before falling to the first beneath him.

He looked around, impressed by the Falcon's detailing. It really was a lovely setup they had going here. It had to have taken some time.

He hunkered down behind one of the many piles of cargo, he smirking and readying himself for the next bout.

Lights: 5

Patrick O'Ryan - Light Robe (Jedi)/ Blue Lightsaber - Rebel Alliance

"Angel's food cake is better." Pat argued, "Toss in a few strawberries and whip cream and you got yourself a damn good treat. Way better then the cloyingly sweet devils food cake." Honestly, Pat was ok with both deserts though he really did prefer the strawberries over the chocolate. It just amused him to no end that they both were using deserts as a reason to switch sides. If only it was that easy in his other life. Could he bring chaos to the light using sugar?

The obvious affection between the two 'Galactic scum' was so cute. They had to be a couple if the one guy's comment (Seung) meant anything. Pat was about to say something more, a star wars themed comeback but a figure walking past distracted him. Darth Vader walked past and all the redhead could think was, Damn his cosplay is good. Pat's wasn't bad but the staff had to have gotten a really good creator to come up with that outfit. He was so surprised, and jealous, that he barely noticed when Darth shot out one of his lights. He did notice though that his opponent (Terry) took his distraction to knock out yet another light leaving him with just five lights left.

"Damn." He swung at the guy trying to even out their numbers some. "I wont go out like Obi-wan. No way, no how."






Lights:5

Alerana Ikaros - Galactic Empire - Dark Robes - Moving to Millenium Falcon

After Rana's second strike, she stepped back, thinking this time the guy would surely react. She want kind of hoping they'd get some kind of sword fight going, even if it involved both of them flailing around and trying to copy cool movie moves without any training. That could be fun in its own childish way.

But instead the guy n the light robes...turned and ran. Rana almost called out something like 'Hey, where are you going?' or 'Get back here and fight me!', but he was out of sight before she could decide what to say. After a moment of staring down the hall after him, she shrugged and went to find a new target.

And then she noticed this area was really quiet. In fact, all the sounds of people seemed to be coming from a couple floors down. She opted not to go the same way as her former opponent and turned the other way down the hallway, looking around until she found a set of stairs. She took that down two levels and came to an area that looked like another space ship-y set of rooms and hallways. It looked kind of familiar, but she couldn't tell where in the movie universe it was. Not that it mattered; the important bit was there were other people here.

She looked around, seeing people on both sides duking it out. She tried to pick someone on the rebel side that didn't have a bunch of people attacking them already, found it hard to tell who was engaging who, and ended up just heading for the first person in a rebel outfit that she could see. She rushed up to someone with a belt, sash and blaster and swung her lightsaber at him.

Lights: 7

Thorn Kincaide - Dark Robe - Galactic Empire
Level 1, Millennium Falcon (bravely running away!)

Locked in the duel, Thorn didn’t pay a great deal of attention when another black-robed figure stalked by behind the Jedi. There was no ominous music to warn him. But then the robed figure turned, revealing a very impressive and iconic helmet, and he couldn’t help staring over his opponent’s shoulder. Darth Vader! Sweet! He wondered who’d been lucky enough to nab that costume – and if anyone else had customised gear, like a Kylo Ren or something. Was this game being filmed? It would make a great fan film. He raised his saber in salute of the Dark Lord, and in return, Vader knocked out one of the Jedi’s lights, before continuing around the corner and out of sight.

Thorn refocused on his opponent, backing away again from another cinematic swipe. He was giving a lot of ground. But he was winning.

“There is no hope for you! Give in to your fears! Your rage! Your- s**t!”

The kid pulled a blaster on him! Thorn straightened from his duelling crouch to glare at the tagged light, then at the Jedi, raising his hand in disgust.

“Dude, you have a blaster and a lightsaber? What the hell!”

That was not even fair. A second weapon, where did he even get that from? Did he loot both the pillars in the starting room? And dammit, why hadn’t Thorn thought of that too, he could have had a Stormtrooper gun and the lightsaber! He honestly didn’t know whether to applaud some serious rogue skills, or beat himself up for coming away with only one weapon. If the other guys got blasters, he wanted force-lightning!

A Stormtrooper appeared, blaster in hand, and Thorn was ready to team up, but there was another rebel sneaking up behind, and other people nearby too. The Millennium Falcon was suddenly too busy for proper duelling. It looked like Empire outnumbered Rebels, but the halls were getting crowded – blaster crossfire was not where he wanted to get caught.

He raised his lightsaber for one last strike at the Jedi, and one last taunt. “You will fall to the Dark Side. I guarantee it.”

He disengaged, dancing back out of lightsaber range. Then turned and legged it down the Falcon’s corridor, Sith robes swishing awkwardly around his legs as he dived around the nearest corner, hopefully out of blaster range.


Lights: 7

Terry Hyatt - Galactic Empire - Dark Robes

When he caught the smile Seung tossed his way and the words that he addressed to his opponent(Pat), Terry blushed with a grin on his face and gave the other man a quick but affectionate look. Okay, it was a bit corny but adorable as all get out in his opinion. "Agreed, gotta offer better then love and sadly the deliciousness of angel food cake just doesn't quite stack." He said as he swung his lightsaber at the red head's lights again. He liked both kinds of deserts himself but using the sugary confections as reasons to switch sides kept things nice and light hearted. Everyone had come to have a good time and if playful banter helped all around then hey, Terry had no problem with that. "Then how would you rather go done like? Qui-gon Jinn?"

He was honestly having too much fun right now to dwell on the irony of being on the dark side when in their own war it was the opposite, though he would agree later on when Seung brought it up that it was more then a bit weird after the fact. Which is probably why when the speaker went off and more iconic character's joined the field he really had no problems with his lights going down by one. He let out a low whistle seeing the new player's costumes, each one just as good as the Darth Vader already moving around the floors. "I would like to know who made those costumes." He said before turning he attention back to the 'Rebel Scum'. He was a bit disappointed that the Rebel side didn't have an Obi-wan since it would have been cool to see how good his outfit would be but oh well.

Though seeing all the good costumes had him wanting to do a movie marathon of the Star Wars movies. He looked over at Seung quickly. "Hey Seung, we should see about watching the Star Wars movies this week end." He said with a smile. That idea planted he turned back to face his opponent and hopefully not lose another light as quickly as he had the last two.





Lights: 5

Alerana Ikaros - Galactic Empire - Dark Robes - floor 1: Millenium Falcon

Rana was assessing the area, getting ready to wade into the thick of battle when a sudden blaring alarm made her pause. Lights flashed along the jungle gym, which Rana could just see from her spot. The sound and lights were followed by two voices announcing the arrival of reinforcements: one the electronic rasp of Darth Vader, the other harder to place, but given the context was probably on the Rebel's side. At the sound of footsteps she moved closer to that doorway to get a better look. She was not disappointed by the sight. A whole bunch of people dressed as Star Wars characters in perfect outfits. The Yoda was even tiny! Did they get a kid to play that part or something? It looked like there was an even number of characters for each side now.

Rana grinned and turned to head back to the fight, but a shot from above flashed in her direction, making one of her lights go out. She glanced up in that direction to see who'd hit her, but whoever it was was already out of sight. Probably one of the reinforcements. She hustled back to the fighting players before one of the others could hit her.

As she hurried down the hall, she spotted the character she'd been fighting a couple floors up. Her grin returned as she stepped in the other player's path. "Miss me?" she taunted, lightsaber held ready. She almost tried to spin it in a flashy display like the movie characters, but stopped when she realized she had no idea how to do that without dropping it. So instead she just lunged forward to attack.

Lights: 6