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Speganomad wrote: Umayr flys to Terra to propose a alliance against the Krell

And Indomitable Eureka Narrates all lore fights so that didnt happen Quite right. I am objective given that I am very factual and don't really have a side.

You pull out your laser rifle and fire rapid bursts at the Avatar. The Avatar takes to the skies deftly avoiding the shots. You continue to fire at him, but his altitude and greatly superior speed allows him to easily about shots. After quite a while of attempted shooting, your gun overheats, and the Avatar takes his chance. He soars down in a lightning fast divebomb. You activate your energy sword, and shield and wait for just the right second. When that second comes you swing with the intention of cutting him in two. Unbeknownst to you, however, he had slightly altered his course, so that instead of hitting you, he landed just to the side, at which point he grabbed you with his feet and swept your legs out from under you. He then went for another strike, this one aimed at the chest, but due to the quality of your armor he could only make a gash in it, not you. He takes off to fly again, but you bring your sword swinging toward him, managing to cut a talon from his left foot. He zoomed to the other side of the arena and puts his hands together in prayer. You run at him, but even your genetically enhanced running can't get you there in time. Golden mist swirls around him, which coalesced into a golden glowing ethereal broadsword in his hands. Your blue sword clashed with his golden one. The two of you, equals in combat, his speed matching your strength, enter a truly epic sword duel, neither gaining an upper hand. Each time he sheared a layer off a piece of your armor, you'd scratch his beak or cur off a couple of feathers. The sword clash literally lasted for hours. Eventually, the Avatar made another flight to the opposite side of the arena. "Well, it seems I've underestimated your technology!" He yelled. "It does an excellent job of hiding your incompetence! Let's do something about that, shall we?" He began praying again. When he was done this time, his sword was gone, but his eyes glowed yellow. You caught up with him again, and made a swing for his neck. Moving with unnatural speed, he ducked beneath your blow and tapped your chestplate. In a bright glow, your armor and tools disintegrated. The tap also contained a fair amount of force, as you staggered back. While you staggered back, the Avatar spun around and gave a Chuck Norris style roundhouse kick to your face. When you regained consciousness and staggered back to your feet, you saw the Avatar hovering above. "I could kill you now, infidel, but I wouldn't dream of it. Instead, I will let you live your life in shame and humiliation. All the Galaxy knows of your exploits! How you hide your worlds because you're too weak to defend them. How you slaughter innocents and then back off peering your pants when any real military comes, claiming it was a mistake. At least we Razorbirds proudly admit it when we slaughter innocents! By the power invested in me by God, I remove the God-king status from you! Your punishment for your weakness is to live as a walking punchline, hated and laughed at by every other member of the Galaxy! Enjoy your new life, ruler of the weak. Go try to find a new title for yourself." His victory speech done, he soared off into the stands where the other Razorbirds were gathered.