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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/17/2017 6:43:31 PM
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The pilot struggled with being gripped by the Marshal, attempting to both get himself free, while also controlling the ship to make sure it didn't kill both of them.
"Let me go...you...Rebel scum!" He yelled, attempting to grab the blaster latched onto his belt.
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[i]JT activated the pull feature of his book, shooting himself underneath the fighter and to the second one. He kept his legs extended, aiming to crash through the second window and slingshot himself into it whole, hopefully, snapping the neck of the first pilot. [/i]
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 9/17/2017 6:51:43 PMIt worked, the TIE fighter exploding and the pilot incinerated as he crashed into the second pilot, knocking him unconcious. On the ground however... "Sir, are you serious?" One of the Stormtroopers asked via comm, an [url=http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/4/44/Multi-Purpose_Launcher_BF.png/revision/latest?cb=20161023210706]Ion Launcher[/url] in the troopers hand. "Yes; open fire on the TIEs!" The Shadow Trooper yelled. "Open fire!" The Stormtrooper yelled, multiple Ion Torpedos firing. Unfortunately, they locked onto the wrong TIE, ending up with the TIE next to JT exploding, veering the TIE that he was on off-balance.
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[i]JT's work wasn't over, but it was for this ship. The Frontiersman leapt out of the ship's front, though he explosion would knock him off course and send him slamming into he ground below much faster than anticipated. Still though, he stood and activated his Tag Sight augmentation instinctively, before loading a set of .50BMG AP rounds. With hat, his hands locked onto the final TIE fighter, and he would send a shot through it to where the pilot sat. Still, he was hurting in his left leg, and he would need to take it easy for a few minutes on that so his current three foot deep crater atop the hill was his home base for a bit. [/i]
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The final fighter went down into the woods surrounding the village, as the sound of movement was heard. JT would either have to hide or continue to fight, a small squadron of four Stormtroopers approaching his position.
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[i]JT slung his rifle onto his back again and grabbed a grenade, throwing it over the hill and at the Stormtroopers that advanced. He didn't aim to completely kill all four, just even the fight a little more so he could draw on the last few with his revolver. [/i]
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3 happened to get blown up by the explosion, leaving one left to look around the place, pointing up his [url=http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/2/20/E-11_blaster_rifle_DICE.png/revision/latest?cb=20151106030234]E-11[/url] toward the trees and anything. He was slowly making his way up JT's position.
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[i]JT laid in wait there, holding his revolver up to the rim of the crater.[/i]
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The Stormtrooper walked near JT, raising his blaster away from JT. "Sir, this is Porsa Squadron; lost all our men except me; those Rebels are god damn clever!" The Trooper tells someone on the other line via his helmet.
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[i]"Seriously? You ignore the -blam!-ing space cowboy?" JT angrily shouted to the Stormtrooper, before he pulled the trigger and sent a hole through his throat. [/i]
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The Stormtrooper choked on his own blood, before dropping dead on the ground. "Por said Squadron; are you there! Come back; LC wants us to take as many as we can prisoner, before the rebel scum get them!" The Shadow Trooper yelled into the comm, unbeknownst of the space cowboy hearing the entire thing.
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[i]"Calm down space Himmler," JT said into the helmet, before he pulled his rifle from his back again. He spared no Stormtrooper, taking shots from the edge of the hill with speed and precision, using his nanites to automatically reload when he lost ammo. [/i]
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At least 20 went down from JT's sniper, the remaining managing to get into the massive [url=https://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/3/3b/Gozanti-class_cruiser_SWR.png/revision/latest?cb=20140926140535]Gozanti Shuttle[/url], said shuttle leaving towards the vastness of space. As for JT... The sound of shooting was heard, a mother and child running away from at least 5 Stormtroopers and a couple Flametroopers, as they burn the forest around them.
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[i]JT grimaced, putting his rifle onto his back once more. Instead he would produce himself a small assault rifle from his back, this being a standard M416 Automatic Rifle, which he used to aim for the backpacks of the flametroopers. His intent? Blow up the pack and burn the wearer, save the family, and have everyone escape alive. [/i]
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The flametroopers were behind the stormtroopers, the two eventually being cornered by three of the Stormtroopers. Before they could engage them, however... [i][b]Bang![/b][/i] A shot landed in the heads of one of the Stormtroopers, a fazed Shila looking to JT. "Master." She says, pulling out her sword and dealing with the Stormtroopers...leaving him with just the Flametroopers and the other Stormtroopers.
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[i]JT was never one to keep a fight going longer than usual. He holstered his gun and approached one of the Stormtroopers; His new goal was to terrorize hem, making the, run in pure fear of his capabilities. JT approached one of the Stormtroopers who wasn't focusing on him, grabbing it by the shoulder. As it turned around, he felt the cold and dead grip of The Marshal's skeletal prosthetic curling around his throat, restricting any form of air. His other hand took off the helmet, and JT opened his mouth. The last thing the trooper ever saw was a barrel protruding from the Frontiersman's mouth, before JT's Dragons Breath augmentation melted away whatever face was once under hat white armour, scorching the bone and leaving it charred and full of a goopy substance that once was brain. [/i]
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....Everyone seemed to stop what they were doing. The Flametroopers stopped flaming. Shila had stopped sticking her sword into one of the troopers' neck, the other stopped preparing to shoot her. Everyone was pretty much frightened. Shila held a tiny smile, as the Flametroopers slowly backed away, the other Stormtrooper quickly being slashed in the throat by Shila.
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[i]JT didn't want them to live, but he had to. He wanted them to tell their superiors of a cowboy so damned terrifying that it would drive off armies, he wanted to make them scared. So the next Ingrid he did was rip off the arm of the now melted trooper, armour and all, and start beating another soldier to death with it. [/i]
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Shila decided that was far enough and ran over to JT, the family simply shaking where they were. "Master, calm down; he's dead!" She yells at JT, putting a hand on his shoulder.
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[i]JT saw the Stormtroopers who flees and gently tossed the arm to e side. The corpse was freshly dead, brain matter and bone scattered about it in a three foot radius from e raw strength of the Marshal, who had a scowl of anger on his face. He quickly calmed down upon Shila's hand grasping his shoulder, which made him stand at attention and look to the family. "I apologize for th' display of... Brutality, let's say. Had to be done, 'else the troopers wouldn't have ran and more lives wouldn't of lived." [/i]
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The two simply shook. "Th...thank you." The woman had said, the child simply putting her face into her mother's clothes. "Don't think I'd recognize those guys...they New around here, Master?" Shila asked JT, looking to the dead stormtroopers.
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[i]"No -blam!-ing idea, they don't look like New Terrans. Even those crazy -blam!-ers in the Legion wouldn't wear those, so I doubt Treyman has info either." JT sighed in frustration and relief, knowing the small town was safe from this particular attack. He looked over to the mother and her children once more. [/i] [i]"You there, do me a favour and find me the mayor." [/i]
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"...I think he was taken...by those guys in white and black." The woman had told JT, Shila scratching her hair in a bit of worry. "Those weapons..." she says, picking up an E-11 from one of the dead troopers. "What exactly are these...don't even recognize the manufacturer...nothing, really." She states, looking to JT.
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[i]"Looks like we aren't getting paid, -blam!-..." JT said with slightly more frustration, as he picked up an E-11. With one hand he fired it, burning a hole in the side of some poor sod's house. "Ma'am, who here legally has the right to pay us? I take cash, gear or a hoöker, Shila can have what she'd like as well if that's aight by y'all. And of course we ain't expecting anything big." [/i]
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"I do; I don't exactly have anything right now...but maybe that has..." she tells JT, a massive roaring sound being heard as a massive Star Destroyer was seen over the planet, bringing the cruiser that had the captured civilians on it being escorted by multiple TIE fighters, as it entered the Star Destroyer. Said Star Destroyer then traveled west, toward the Tatakai Plains. "What the hell...?" Was all Shila had said in response.
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[i]"...Shila, get to the ship. We're flying into that -blam!-er, get some of their armour on." [/i]
