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Post by The Storyteller on May 11, 2019 22:22:09 GMT -5
As Darth Nivalis keeps freezing the Lotek'k, the Mandalorians, The Sith, and the republic manage to kill the Lotek'k sending it back into the oceans of Kamino. But in its death Results in the opening of the Nether World Portal. |
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Iona Tendrarin
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Mar 18, 2019 14:01:06 GMT -5
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Post by Iona Tendrarin on May 12, 2019 1:38:50 GMT -5
Iona cheered as she watched the lotek'k fall in battle to the combined armies. She had been preoccupied focusing on the remnants of the dread forces on the ground whilst this occurred and was a now a little wet and worn out. She slumped against the wall of one of the buildings "Jeez, what else can those guys through at us guy. That thing was way overly ridiculous. Kross if you meet one of these guys. Will you kick his ass for me?" she chuckled. "Oh and to you other guys, ya not really that bad to work with." Mirshko Betna |
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Kross
The Galactic Republic 
Mar 19, 2019 14:40:51 GMT -5
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Post by Kross on May 13, 2019 13:42:36 GMT -5
There was some cheering heard as the creature fell, from here, things should be somewhat easier for the battle. Getran took in a deep breath. His cybernetics did most of the work when fighting, but his torso was still primarily organic, which meant he had to expend his own energy to preform so viciously as he had during battle. Orders would still be given out quickly to start reorganizing to handle the rest of the Dread Soldiers, Kamino was quite well defended thanks to the very planets nature it was built on and structural designs of the cloning stations. Which made it ever so much easier to take care of soldiers who weren't as maneuverable in it's terrain as the V1 Rocket armor troopers. He turned his head slightly hearing Iona speak again about their opponent, he had to chuckle, not because he didn't understand the gravity of the situation. Not in the slightest. But because even in the gravest of moments, people could still find ways to humor themselves, "Will do, they won't know what hit them." he said lightheartedly. That probably wasn't true, he knew that. Him, a mere man, cyborg or not, fighting a being that could create....this. It was like trying to fight a living mountain, or worse. The Storyteller, Iona Tendrarin, |
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