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Star Wars: Revanchism [Knights of the Old Republic/Mandalorian Wars]

The hatchling had shown weakness. The beast had sensed it and had moved in for the kill as was the natural order of such things.

However, there was another predator in this deadly dance. Seeing the boy trip and fall and knowing full well what would be coming next, Angron abandoned all pretense of stealth and charged towards an interception. If the creature had been on the ground it might have been able to brace itself and resist the Trandosion slamming into its side with the fury of the Scorekeeper, but it had been in mid air when a large amount of bipedal humanoid reptile rammed into it. As both of them rolled on the ground in a tangle of claws and teeth, the advantage quickly went to Angron due to the sword that he had managed to jam into his targets throat. Letting go of the blade to free up his hands, Angron resorted to tooth and claw and started to really dig into the beast in order to speed up its death while hindering any attempt to strike back at him while it died.

It did attempt to struggle for a while but between the element of surprise, Angron's superior position and the loss of air and blood those struggles quickly grew weaker and weaker until finally it went limp and the life faded from its eyes. Angron's mouth and claws were covered in blood, his armor splattered heavily with it as he turned to look at the jedi hatchling, his eyes narrowed sharply while he spoke with the air of a disapproving parent. "You are like one of my clutch brotherss hatchling. He too was flasshy and cocky in the face of danger and he likewisse panicked the moment he losst control of the ssituation. He iss dead now. Do not follow hiss example little hatchling unlessss you sseek to join him."

Education dealt with, Angron pulled his sword out of the dead beast's throat and turned to see what had happened with the other jedi. One threat down, another one to be confirmed.

Star Wars: Revanchism [Knights of the Old Republic/Mandalorian Wars]

reem said
HeySeuss, I am terribly sorry about this, but I am having a hard time with my character, my heart isn't in it as much as I tried to start pulling away from my usual characters. I'm going to have to withdraw from the RP. PS I don't mean to upset you <3 If you ever need a Mando, you know where to find me.

It's fine. These things happen.

Star Wars: Revanchism [Knights of the Old Republic/Mandalorian Wars]

There were times were it paid off being a member of a traditionally predatory species. Noticing the sounds of someone approaching over the humming of the jedi boy's lightsaber, Angron glanced towards to source to confirm if he would be killing it or not. The fact that another jedi had appeared in the area was not as easing as it might have been to anyone else in the republican task force. Angron considered himself rather fortunate that to date he hadn't run into a Jedi while on the job; Mind powers, enhanced reflexes and what appeared to be the ability sense and foresee personal danger were not traits you choose for your enemies lightly. The only thing worse then running into a Jedi on a job was going back to Blenjeel...

Shaking his head as he shook that unwanted memory out of his head, Angron noticed something new that made his blood run cold. The newly arrived jedi had drawn his weapon and turned around. There was only one reason he would do such a thing and that meant something was approaching him from a new front. It was either going to be a friendly (Other survivors of the crashed ships) or hostile (Either an enemy combatant or the wildlife); No neutral member of the wildlife on this planet was going to be approaching the sounds of combat.

With the threat of a new front appearing in the current stand off in progress, Angron held his blade at the ready as he started to walk towards the creature that was so focused on the jedi boy. Hopefully he would get close enough to strike before the creature figured out he was here but even if it did notice it would suddenly find itself having to split its attention to two different directions.

Panty and Stocking with Garderbelt - AU

Fair enough. I will make a slight color change in my post then.

Star Wars: Revanchism [Knights of the Old Republic/Mandalorian Wars]

So how do we back stuff up again?

Star Wars: Revanchism [Knights of the Old Republic/Mandalorian Wars]

Thank you Ellri. I'll check out out when I have time.

Just skimmed over it. I laughed at the 'Born/forced into Slavery'.

Star Wars: Revanchism [Knights of the Old Republic/Mandalorian Wars]

Out of interest, what's Angron's score on the Mary Sue test now?

Panty and Stocking with Garderbelt - AU

Well, we have two demons in a club, one angel at a church and Count kicking the absolute shit out of a rapist in the alleyway behind said demon club. Feel free to join anyone really.

I'm going on the logic that it wouldn't matter who is in charge of the area, rape is still going to be a problem. After all, it is an act in which the doing it gains the freedom to do whatever they like to someone by denying them theirs so it seems like the kind of thing that happens regardless of if it's a demon or angel controlled area.

Panty and Stocking with Garderbelt - AU

Kafka Komedy said
What would a risen demon be? It's a demon who doesn't like order, right? If so, would Brace count, considering he doesn't particularly care for order even though he lies to himself/others about it?

Well, the reasoning behind Count's fall was that he discovered that by embracing order and control he discovered a more pure sense of freedom. The way I picture his demonic counterpart would be a demon who discovers that by embracing freedom and anarchy they can forge a more stable, stronger kind of order and control.

Panty and Stocking with Garderbelt - AU

"N...No! Please! HEL..."

"SHUT UP YOU DUMB BITCH!"

The brickwork of Mystique's alleyway echoed the smacking of flesh against flesh before the young woman was slammed into it, her aggressor pinning her there with an animistic lust in his eyes as the muffled music coming from inside of the club helped not only set the mood but ensure no one heard anything and intervened.

At least, that was what the man had clearly intended to happen. Count didn't see the man's face as his first whip coiled around his neck and tightened, but he suspected that surprise would be the front runner. It would be swiftly followed by pain as the second whip came up in between his legs and struck one of the two smaller of the three targets presented in the crotch with a loud, painful crack. As the man fell over backwards in pain the only reason he wasn't screaming loudly was because he was being choked by the first whip.

Count approached the downed man before placing the heel of his black shoes against his throat as he loosened him the whip a bit. Wearing a pair of black suit pants and wearing an iron, clean red buttoned shirt that seemed to match the full pair of fashionably red feathered wings that were now on full display that matched his glowing red halo, Count offered the woman a friendly smile as he asked "Are you alright Ms?" The still shaking woman merely nodded her head dumbly at the question, still surprised that this was in fact happening.

Once the woman's safety was assured, Count's friendly smile turned into a completely different type of smile altogether as he turned to look at the downed 'would be' rapist. It was the kind of smile that was worn by people who call you 'Friend' when they blocked you off while traveling in a dark alley. It was not a friendly smile. "Well then my friend, it looks like this is your lucky day. If you had had the misfortune of running into any other angel, they would have ripped off your dick and been done with it. I on the other hand am prepared to give you a choice in how this encounter ends. The first option is that I let you up, all three of us will go on down to the nearest police station and you can confess your attempted raping of this young lady and any other such crimes that I'm sure you've had more success with in the past and plead guilty whenever you are asked to for your crimes. The second option is that we don't go to the police, but I rip off and destroy testicles so that you never feel horny again. Your call."