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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2012 4:34:24 GMT -5
(Set immediately after the events of Jabba's Little Bet)
Byter sat there on the back seat of their pod. Thankfully, it could turn around. The two large cylinders of pods looked as if they were held together by duck tape, but he was confident of success. He looked over. The competition was ruthless today. He could see the current champion, the one known as Shebulba. He was disgraced once, but that never happened again. The strange creature turned around and looked at him. Byter held the glare, both of them smirking. Shebulbe made the little slashing motion across his throat and turned around.
THe smuggler shook his head. No one was better at weaponry than him. Except when it came to rifles. He shuddered. Thank god that these were actually part of the pod itself. He looked over at the starting line. The ceremonial line of flags had started it way across the track. Other contestants started revving up their engines, getting in the pods, and some just stood there and smoked their last deathstick before the race.
THe smell of motor oil was strong, but it mixed with the scent of burnt sand. Byter grinned and looked in front of him, at the driver. Melly. "You ready kid?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2012 5:39:31 GMT -5
Maud'Dib sat calmly on his Nexu. Dha suddenly got sick from some food that a dumbass decided to provide for him. So now, he had to ride a Nexu, that he practically weighed down. He wasn't 100% sure if she could get him to the finish line, hell... He wasn't even 50% sure....
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"Master, don't worry, I'll get us there." Gra'tua spoke confidently, she wasn't as used to hauling Maud'Dib around like Dha, but he said that they needed to bond a little more, so he pretended to be sick. Clever Dewback...
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"If you say so...." Maud'Dib leaned down abit, and started petting her behind the ear, Maud'Dib new she liked that, and it would calm her down abit. Though he new he was nervous, he wasn't sure about Gra'tua. And asking a predator of her stature that would be practically an insult....
"Hey, Byter!? Think you can manage NOT to crash this time??"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2012 16:14:10 GMT -5
Chir'lales walked up to Byter and Melly’s pod and looked up at the pair. “Well good luck you two. Better win or I will skin yah alive.” He said jokingly. He looked over there pod and found what he was looking for. His hand glided over to the EMP bomb on their pod and deactivated it. He didn’t want to kill the two of them, he was starting to actually become quite fond of the three companions. “Just don’t get yourself killed alright?” His voice actually showed some concern as he walked away.
His next stop was to Muad'Dib. He had a little gift for him. A good luck charm if it were, the detonator to the other bombs. He eyed the Nexu on his approach but tossed the device up at him. “Hey use this if you want. Just aim and click, but you have to be in range. At least use it once for me, it took forever to hook up those bombs.”
He walked off once more but instead of joining the crowd he hopped aboard another pod. He had decided not to just stand idol when their lives were on the line. He had paid another racer good money to ride along them and lied to the saying he would help them out. In fact the first moment he got he would likely ditch the extra weight.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2012 18:55:34 GMT -5
"Huh...Interesting... I probbably won't need it though..." Maud'Dib wondered aloud, but then stuffed it in his pocket. He WOULD use it...Just not yet....
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Gra'tua didn't fully understand why the bounty hunter didn't trust her to out run some old pieces of junk... But she wouldn't argue.
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"Chespo kutata kreesta krenko, nyakoska!" Jabba spoke, it was true, he HAS been waiting for this event to occur... For Maud'Dib to risk it all on a rigged race... This fixed game was going to be a hilarious event for him...And there was nothing Maud'Dib could do about it... When a messenger arrived at his side and handed him a letter, with Maud'Dibs seal on it, Jabba only raised his skin brow's.
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From down at the starting line, Maud'Dib could hear Jabba's howl's and his rather large fit of rage.
"So...The fat chakaar finally got the the note... How pathetic of him to try and rig this race... Oh well, not my fault..." Maud'Dib smiled darkly... The kind you'd find on a Sith Lord, or maybe a very...VERY derranged bounty hunter.
(who's gonna be race announcer's??)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2012 21:49:10 GMT -5
Melly was busy observing the controls. How..did this thing work? She placed a finger on her chin and titled her head. Couldn't be too hard if everyone else was doing it.
Looking back at Byter, she responded "I have no idea what we're doing." In other words, No.
She turned back and looked ahead. They wouldn't crash, not when Melly had the wheel and figured out the controls. Wouldn't take long though, the girl was a fast learner. The only thing that she was panicking over was the fact that this race could end badly. Very badly. If there was one thing she hated it was cheaters.
"Don't play fair..." Melly pulled a pair of goggles over her eyes. All they had to wait for now was the word "go".
(Totally didn't realize this thread was here. Otherwise I would've replied earlier.)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2012 22:11:11 GMT -5
"Don't worry... I don't think anyone's going to, but at least I LEVELED out the playing field..." Maud'Dib chuckled darkly, then turned his attention to the announcer's booth. ---- (Guess I'll play announcer's) "Alrighty folk's! This is the 13th race we've had this year, and it's gonna be a REAL blood bath! We have Sebulba, our reigning champion!" The crowd howled and booed. "We have Racksis, our reigning 2nd place champion!" The crowd booed abit more, until finally the announcer started "announcing" Byter and his crew. "This year we have quite a few new contestant's! Byter, a smuggler, Melly his companion, Chir'lales- Jabba's pet bounty hunter, AND-!!!!" "M-M-Maud'Dib the merciless bounty hunter of Mos Eisley..." The crowd howled happily for the first three, but when Maud'Dibs name was announced, the crowd went dead silent... ----- "Glad to know I still exist in the tavern's and town's..." Maud'Dib growled loudly enough for Melly, Byter, and Chir'lales to hear. His infamous reputation was fairly well known in Mos Esiley...Mostly because Maud'Dib had to settle plenty of disputes for Jabba... He sighed then pulled out a bandana and tied it to his arm. The symbol was an odd one...  ---- "What's this? Maud'Dib is supporting the Zann Consortium!?!? Interesting... Does that mean they all are apart of the group? Or What? Anyway's... We have exactly 1 minute to go time ladies and gentelmen... ONE MINUTE TILL FIREWORK'S and BLOOD!!!" |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2012 4:29:47 GMT -5
Byter loved the attention, he reveled in it. He even stood up and bowed to the crowd. He loved it. Out of the corner of his mouth, he replied to Melly. "WHo said I wasn't going to?"
His eyebrows raised at the silence. His eyes traveled over to Maud'Ib and his face became a shocked surprise. THe Consortium? Oh, this was bad. He gave a small gulp and sat down. He wasn't going to do anything about it, for now.
He glanced over at Melly. "The two rods are for steering. Push one forward and it'll lean heavily on that side. Bring both back and we'll go in reverse. Push both forward and we go forward. The other buttons are for releasing exhaust, frontal weaponry, and other stuff we might need"
He had actually driven a pod before. He was quite good at it, considering that if wasn't for that crash, he would've actually won the race. He grinned. Pod-racing on Coruscant, only the select few knew of it. He looked at the count-down. Thirty seconds left. He reached over and pushed a button, turning the pod on. THe engines roared to life, as he showed her how to rev it up by keeping his hands plastered on the brake buttons on the sides of the steering rods. "THese buttons are the brakes. Push both and we stop completely. But don't use them till we cross the finish line."
He went and checked all of his weapon systems. All good. Even if Jabba tried to sabotage his pod. He glanced at the clock. Fifteen seconds.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2012 5:27:52 GMT -5
Maud'Dib wondered if his little bluff had worked into scaring off the other pod racer's, he could see the look of suprise on some, and the blank expression of stupididty on other's. More than likely, half of the veteran pod racer's wouldn't even LOOK at Byter, Melly, or Chir'lales...
"C'mon! When can we start this damn race?" He hollored to the announcer's booth
"I need the adrenaline to stop the voices in my head..." Maud'Dib growled and went back to peting Gra'tua.
The time was now 5 second's...4....3....2....1
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2012 5:55:57 GMT -5
Chir'lales was off in his own little world when the announcer had started talking. He was planning his attack from the get go. His trusty sniper rifle was out and ready to take out any who messed with his party. All that mattered was to keep them alive, it was up to them to win. “Make sure to keep it steady...” He told his drive, he had told him his name but Chir’lales didn’t care to remember it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2012 13:43:17 GMT -5
Melly shrank down and covered her head with her hood. Unlike Byter, that much attention was not something she was fond of. The sudden silence was unassuring.
Once introductions were done and over with, she glanced back and listened intently. Seemed easy enough. "Alright then, let's do this!" 3..2..1? The other racers zoomed past. OH! It was time to start. She pushed forward and off they went! She would drive the pod the same way she'd drive freighters. Melly had never crashed before..except the one time in the desert...but technically she wasn't driving.
((Short post, sorry..))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2012 16:01:52 GMT -5
Maud'Dib and Gra'tua were off. The pod racer's all thougth they where going to win....They thought wrong... As they ran off, the lead pod suddenly exploded into a fireball and crashed into the racing wall.
"Oops...Did I do that?" Maud'Dib snickered to himself. He then clicked the trigger on the detonator the bounty hunter gave him. The pod now taking second place begain to slow down.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2012 19:40:15 GMT -5
Chir’lales let off a sick smile as he watched the pod go up in flames. “Well least it wasn’t all wasted.” He help onto the pod as it raced foreword, almost completely falling off. He quickly set up a shot and took out the driver behind him, right between the shoulder blades. It wouldn’t kill him but it would keep him out of the race. “Two down many more to go.” He howl with laughter.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2012 10:44:26 GMT -5
Damn! The race had only just started and people were already starting to blow up. Melly wasn't going at top speed just yet. Everyone was attacking the lead pods...best to avoid that for awhile. At least until they got closer to the finish line. The pod sped right through the flames and smoke, leaving the downed machine to the dust. Her eyes narrowed under the goggles. She was never doing something like this again! Fighting bad guys face to face was soo much easier.
Another pod suddenly slammed against them, which caught her off guard. Melly glanced to the side to see another racer trying to drive them into the wall. The metal slammed against each other, creating an ear retching noise. Melly pulled back and let the other racer pull ahead. He sneered and blasted forward, turning his head to mock her. A deadly move on his part...before he knew it he'd driven his own pod into the wall. Childishly, the girl stuck her tongue out and mocked his burning body. Nice try! That'll teach people to not play fair. So far she was doing a good job of it.
"How're ya doing Stray?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2012 12:46:17 GMT -5
Byter watched as the machines went up in balls of flame when he shot them with large bolts of electricity. He smirked. THis was easier than he thought. He shot another one aiming at them with something that look like it was out of the hologames. Pop goes the pod. "Better than you kid!"
Too bad he couldnt turn the guns around. There were no pods behind them. There were about twenty left that werent on their little team and they were all ahead of him. And they were heading for the rock fields. He grimaced. Wait, was that? He started chuckling. That would work.
(Were killing too many of them guys. It was way tougher than this in the movie.)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2012 15:26:05 GMT -5
"Jesus...They're killing off the other's faster than I can spit..." Maud'Dib then decided to help out the other racer's a lil, and he chucked a rock at Byter, hitting him (hopefully) squarley in the back of the head. Gra'tua and him where running across the side's of the race track, avoiding the insanity down below them on the acctual track.
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