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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Cannon011:
11/20/2016 8:58:26 PM
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Cannon steps into a sim arena, arriving in an arena made to look like a Mandalorian battle circle, consisting of a large earthen mound in the middle of a small field scattered with varies pieces of cover.
Around him appear a number of Imperial Stormtroopers.
"Let's see what this thing can do."
He a yell, the Mandalorian charges the simulated troopers, who open fire as he attacks.
[spoiler]Open, if anyone wants to duel Cannon and/or help him battle sim bots.[/spoiler]
English
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"Hey what's going...on...." The white haired and leather coated Fierce Deity stepped into the sim. He took in his surroundings, raising an eyebrow at the one bounty hunter against the dozens of storm troopers. "Whelp! Luckily they can't aim for shit!" The deity drew the massive infinity shaped blade off of his back, and it gleamed in the room. "Yo! Bobba Fett! Need some help?!"
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"Who you calling Fett?" Demanded Cannon, annoyed at being tagged as his nemesis. He let out some siad annoyance onto the troopers as he drove his saber through one's skull.
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"Only one here besides the pee-shooters!" The deity stayed back until the mandolorian answered his question. He wasn't gunna bother himself otherwise.
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Cannon growled in annoyance as he snapped another trooper's neck. "If you'd like to help, go ahead."
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"Fantastic!" The deity walked into the battle, and as he came at one of the troopers from the side, his leather coat flying behind him, he drove the blade into the clones chest. He tore he blade up and through the man's skull as he quickly slashed at the nearest storm trooper closest to him, which was easy considering his blade was 75" in length and almost as side as His body.
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"That is one kriffing big sword." Cannon comments as her decapitates another stormtrooper. Suddenly another trooper leaps onto his back in an attempt to strangle him. The Mandalorian activates his jetpack and launches back, crushing the trooper between himself and the wall.
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"Common man!!! A jet pack too?! You are totally a carbon copy!" The deity pulled the small shotgun off the back of his hip and took aim at some more of the troopers, firing off two shots from the automatic weapon into the crowd.
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Cannon wheels around to face him as he lands. "I'm a Mandalorian. Of course I have a jetpack. Now please stop comparing me to that traiter!" As he speaks he he spins his saber, impaling a trooper behind him.
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"You mean....'Tr-8r?'" The deity does a quick sick spin with his blade, cleaning a trooper in half with on hand as he blasted the one behind him with the shot gun.
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"Who?" Cannon fires his liquid nitrogen flamethrower through a target.
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"Eghhhhhh...never mind." The deity drives his blade through another, and then picks him up. Using him as a meat shield as he runs his blade through another trooper.
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Cannon sweeps the flamethrower across the surrounding troops, causing their blasters to overload and blow up. "Wow, I forgot just how bad their equipment was."
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"It explains why they can't aim for shit!" The deity suddenly pointed behind Cannon. "OH SHIT! A SARLACC!"
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"Not falling for that." Cannon punches a trooper in tge throat.
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Half of the stormtroopers are cut down by a cloaked elite, who uncloaks and slashes sideways to slice the group in half, his other hand holding a gunmetal grey plasma rifle ((pre-343)) which fires into the other half, its plasma leaving behind a bubbling puddle unlike the standard rifle His sword was also grey and ceremonial, and unlike most elites, he wore the armor of an arbiter, but he was missing his right eye and upper right jaw
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Cannon nods in approval as he engages the remaining troopers with his saber, the beskar blade easily piercing their plastoid armor. "Impressive, vod. Interesting technology."
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He holstered the rifle after blasting another two troops, and picked one up by the neck, stabbing him in the chest, before pulling out the sword and throwing the corpse away "It is of no consequence....."
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Cannon shrugs as he drives his saber through the last trooper's throat.
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He disables the blade, and returns the hilt to his waist, the grey handle with its golden handguard contrasting with the other blades golden handle and grey handguard "Unlike most.....you fight well, and deserve whatever title you were given"
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The Mandalorian walks up to him, easily dwarfed by the Elite's huge form. "Titles? I'm a Mandalorian, we don't do titles. Just a soldier. Name's Cannon, by the way." He offers a hand.
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"Xyar 'Vadal" He did not deign to shake your hand, since for all intents and purposes, you were human He respected humans.....but that was as far as it went, he did not like you
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"Well, Xyar, shall we proceed to the next round in the simulation?" The Mandalorian asks, lowering his hand.
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".......perhaps, have you had the pleasure of fighting the parasite?" he said, seriously and somberly
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"Parasite? Can't say I have." He replies, shaking his head.
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".....hmm, then perhaps it would be best if we did not proceed with that....." he lumbered over to the controls, and the scene shifted, it was a battle ground, in the city of New Mombasa UNSC Marines, ODSTs, and even civilian law enforcement all fought against encroaching covenant "Shall we?"
