war to end all wars (open to any Jedi -1v1)

[Khendon S]

Khendon’s tall figure looked over the security railing on the black metal platform that he stood on. The wind rippled through his robe, dislodging some of his gelled, spiked up hair and taking control of it, batting it against his face. Khendon walked along the grating, looking down into the abyss below him, which ended with a small river.

Khendon continued walking towards the off ramp of the small bridge, which spaned over a valley, with a small river trying against all odds to make its way to the ocean. Khendon looked down, spying an eagle type animal pouncing on its prey, another small bird. Khendon looked up, a sudden feeling building up and traveling along Khendon’s spine. The scene is as slow as a minuet as Khendon looks upon a stranger, a Jedi, a defender.

Khendon dislodged one of his sabers and brought the weapon on, a hum emitting constantly, low and mourning, a banshee in the distance, wailing its tails in rhymes. The blade’s unusual color, a gray with traveling blotches of black and silver, and even white, representing the shades of emotions, snapped forward as Khendon brought his magnificent Sith weapon in a offensive stance, ready to strike at the figure ahead of him.

[Akrabbim]

Akrabbim, recently advanced to the rank of knight, walks through the valley, calmly. He feels the Force, flowing through him, strengthening him as he goes. Akrabbim senses a disturbance, and sees a saber ignite shortly thereafter. He draws his quantum metal katana and readies himself.

I would attempt conversation, but the ignition of a saber is threat enough. Who are you? What is your business here?

As Akrabbim speaks, he calls a shuriken from his gi. He cloaks it with an illusion, making it invisible, and then sends it flying far to the side. He leaves it where it lies, in case it is later needed.

[Khendon S]

Khendon smiles at the ‘child’ he sees before him. “You seem lost, maybe you should call for your mother,” said Khendon, grin widening the entire time. Khendon could feel the force in this one, it wouldn’t be a challenge, he knew, but it would be fun, nothing like the blood curdling fights he had had against Nichos.

Khendon brought his saber into an angle, facing downward, he ran up to the self assured youth, who was on the other side of the bridge, and made an upwards cut, towards the stomach, only to be blocked in turn by Akrabbim. Khendon gave a little smile, he face quickly sliding back into a cold, determined, concentrated stair, that of a creature wrought from the stones of hell themselves.

Khendon followed his previous move by rapping his right leg around Akrabbim’s left and holding fast, he pulled back, sending the youth who was putting most of his force into his weapon, which Khendon had purposely been matching and adding to, to cause the youth to overshoot and topple over, which is exactly what happened. As Akrabbim hit the ground, Khendon back flipped and brought his weapon into a defensive stance, smirking, “Young one, you are dealing with one who has seen many, and defeated many more.” Said Khendon, his voice echoing.

[Akrabbim]

Akrabbim rolls backwards and regains his feet. He addresses the Sith.

Very well. You're OBVIOUSLY more powerful. May as well get this over with quickly. I only ask that you strike straight and true.
[i]
After these words, a moderate increase in Force output can be felt. Akrabbim stretches his arms out, letting his katana fall from his left hand. It falls point-down, stabbing into the ground. He remains with his arms outstretched, apparently defenseless.

EDIT: Note... I am an illusionist. When I make attacks, I place what I'm actually doing in a password protected forum. I'll give you the password if there is a dispute.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: please ask one of your masters if it would work, last time I checked, a new knight wouldn't be able to make me believe a false image, Khendon is not a beginner. And yes, I do have a problem w/ not being told what is actually happening, this is an RP, if you don't want to tell what you're doing, leave.)

[Akrabbim]

OOC: I'm an illusion specialist. That's about the only thing I do. Thus, unless you're a mentalist too, since you're not higher ranked than me, you wouldn't. That, basic Jedi movements, and controlling my own weapons is all I do. So my illusions are more powerful. And I've told you everything your character would see. I hide the rest of it because I've had people act with much more info than their characters should know. If it helps any, you still sense me where you see me.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: actually, if you've looked at my other combats, you would see I used the same skill you're talking about, but I no longer favor it due to IC implications, IM me, my AIM is 'ietib'.)

IC:

Khendon smiles wickedly, throwing his blade at Akrabbim, striking him in the upper shoulder, Khendon calls his blade back to his hand as he runs at the figure, side kicking him in the gut, knocking him over. The wind begins to pick up as Khendon closes his eyes and uses the force to guide his attacks, making a fake with his left leg towards his opponent’s face, then kicking Akrabbim’s side with his other leg.

[Akrabbim]

OOC: Don't have IM. I have ICQ. #25134493.

IC: [i]Akrabbim parries the attack with his katana, as it is actually still in his hand. He continues the illusion, though, making it appear that the blade struck him. As the man rushes in, he allows the foot to come in, but extends his sword none the less. The blade penetrates Khendon's side, stabbing through approximately two inches from the edge of his body, three inches up from his belt. The blade stabs in three inches and would penetrate further, but the kick knocks him backwards. Akrabbim drops to the ground and rolls to the side, getting out of range.

[Khendon S]

Khendon nods understanding his opponent’s tactics. “A thief may not steal from a thief.” Khendon closed his eyes, allowing the force to flow through him, being swept up in it, then demanding it surrender to him. Khendon’s eyes flair open slightly hazed over and a mild, white glow emitting from them; he is not really seeing as much as sensing.

Khendon smiles wickedly and plants his own illusion in the young fool’s mind, Khendon’s own illusion is of a Khendon throwing his blade once again towards Akrabbim, the youth moves to avoid it, but the actual blade which had been thrown on the opposite side, and guided strictly through the force, hit him, square in the hip. Khendon, still seeing things properly, moved his hand to one side, causing the blade to rip through to the outside, his opponent falling to his knees, and the blade to come back to Khendon’s hand.

Khendon then back rolled, coming out in a defensive stance. “Youth, you have much to learn, but you shall not see another day to learn it.”

[Akrabbim]

OOC: You have a stab wound to the stomach. I would appreciate some reaction. Second, you're not strong enough to completely ignore my illusions. Third, stop making moves for me. Make a move, then I'll react.

IC: Akrabbim holds his hand to his side. The heat of the lightsaber had cauterized the wound, but there was still a great deal of pain. Akrabbim raises to one knee, holding his sword defensively. He calls the shuriken that he had flung away at the beginning of the fight back to him. He causes the weapon to slice the back of Khendon's left knee as it passes, nearly severing the tendons there, making walking very difficult. When the shuriken reaches his knee, he replaces it in his gi and slowly stands.

Beware who you call "youth", Dark Sider.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: I'm not continuing this match, it's just god moding to do illusions and not tell what's actually happening, it's like giving a person one end of string and telling them to find the end in a mile of the same color string. Stop making moves for you? when you stop for me. The executioner's blade has two edges. Completly ignore your illusion? no, I didn't, it's called using the force instead of sight. Once you learn to RP w/ other people, and not try to win by using such things at not fully informing them, I might think about roleplaying with you again. Until then, sorry, this is closed, and I would like for an Admin, if reading this to either delete this, or close it. Thank you.)

[Akrabbim]

OOC: Pardon? You've done about three moves at a time. I've done one at a time. And I've told you everything that your character can see. Think your way out of it. You also totally ignored a stab wound and then used an illusion on me when I'm an illusionist of higher rank. If you used to use illusions, fine, they wouldn't be as effective. But you wouldn't be as good at them as me. However, if you were to use physical attacks, those would work great. And you're acting as if you'd be able to totally dominate me. We're nearly the same power level, and my character is actually a little stronger.

I'd like a judge.

[Jubei SaDherat Vader]

I see absolutely no god-moding on Akrabbim's behalf.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: "power level" there's no such thing. Each person has their own strengths and weaknesses, "a little stronger" my character has been training in the Sith arts for over a real life year, then if we go into IC backgrounds my character was an elite unit in a mercenary army run by my father. Khendon has used illusions on Jedi stronger than you in the force, you're acting like you're the superior when in fact, Khendon is a much higher quality combatant, he's been trained like hell in hand-to-hand and mind-to-mind. No I didn't say he was god-moding, because he wasn't, it's just imposible to fight him w/ the information he's giving me, it would be like taking away my Sith skills and fighting him in the dark while he has everything, that's just stupid and gay. Excuse me if I'm over reacting, but this is just stupid, if he'll tell me what he's actually doing while the illusion is going on, then I'd be able to develop my defense superiorly. Is it a crime to have 3 attacks in one post? When I was in TSE that was acceptable, have things changed so much since I began being self trained? If they have, that's amazing. If you want to continue, then do it, but it do it my character will have a chance to fight back, without using so much of the force. And, in terms of my character having a wound and him not even flintching, he's a Guira, they enjoy pain, it wouldn't bother him, also, he's trained not to reject pain but to absorb it, allow it to become part of him and feed him. )

[Akrabbim]

OOC: There may not be power, but there is a rank system. Your character may have done SOME training in the mental realms, but my character has done ALL of his training there. For that reason, he should be more powerful in that respect. And who said you're supposed to be able to develop your defense superiorly? I gave you every bit of info your character would see. If you see a character standing still, feel Force energy from him, and sense him standing there, throw something at him. Shoot him. Use a Force Push. Throw a grenade. ANYTHING. The reason I don't explain everything I'm doing is that when I do, people completely ignore my illusion and act like they saw straight through it. My character is EXTREMELY weak to physical manipulation. If you throw something at him, he has to dodge or destroy what's coming at him with his sword, both leaving him vulnerable. That's the trade-off. So that's why my character should be able to use illusions. Because they still have a counter.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: Did you read what I said? It's bad for ROLE PLAYING. that's like a white hatter trying to hack into a black hatter's computer, not going to happen.

[Akrabbim]

OOC: I did read what you said. But I tell what was happening once you've done your move. Anyway, if you want to role play, why not act on the information your character would recieve?

[Reysa Sashara]

Akrabbim, has a point dood, he did kinda stab you before hand...

[Akrabbim]

OOC: The whole thing was an illusion. I've got it backed up in a time-stamped forum. And I took the next stab. He completely ignored mine. Look, I'll even take the first stab, but I'd appreciate him not just plain running me over.

[Reysa Sashara]

thats what i ment my friend you stabed him and he ignored it, then he should act like beaing hurt which he did not and he should...

[Force Master Hunter]

OOC : White Hats DO break Black hat systems. All part of the game. My opionion is that Abbrakim is correct in his statements here. That is my opinion only

[Nupraptor]

I'm stepping in here. I'm going to address points as I see them.
my character has been training in the Sith arts for over a real life yearCan you back this claim up? I certainly haven't seen you here for that long, and you're account registration date doesn't lend you any credit. Did you RP somewhere else before coming here? Do you have anyone else that can confirm this?
Is it a crime to have 3 attacks in one post?If they are tightly knit together, and it's believable that you can do all three without any reaction from the other person, then it can be acceptable. However, to simply go from one thing to the next without giving the other person a chance to react is god-moding. I'm still reading the posts over, and I've yet to decide which is the case here.
And, in terms of my character having a wound and him not even flintching, he's a Guira, they enjoy pain, it wouldn't bother him, also, he's trained not to reject pain but to absorb it, allow it to become part of him and feed himThere's a difference between ignoring pain and ignoring a wound.

Right now, I've yet to find Akrabbim at fault for doing anything wrong. You're only point is that you are confused about how to react to Akrabbim's illusions. This, I imagine, is the whole point of illusions. Either A) Attempt to react to whatever it is you think you're seeing or B) Attempt to see through the illusion. Instead of arguing it here, try contacting Akrabbim via AIM, E-Mail, or Private Message and go "Look, I'm going to try and see past your illusion. Can you tell me what's really going on?"
Akrabbim parries the attack with his katana, as it is actually still in his hand. He continues the illusion, though, making it appear that the blade struck himThis is the only thing I would disagree with. Illusions generally are only Visual, so he might be able to hear the fact that his weapon struck yours, as opposed to flesh. Other than that, Akrabbim has done nothing wrong that I can see.

[Akrabbim]

I agree about the mainly visual nature of illusions. But he threw the saber, so I figured he wouldn't notice any difference if he didn't see a difference. But I'm willing to add something like "you hear the blade collide with something other than flesh" kinda thing.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: God, if I try to get out of an RP that I don't want to fight in, i'm stoned?! Sup w/ that guys?! I said I don't enjoy RPing w/ these unusual circumstances! It's my option to not have to! Ak, if you want to start over from where Khendon was hit w/ your weap., aight, I'll repost making him fall over hooting in pain, if that'll satisfy you. Okay? Gosh, I hate it when the entire board puts its hands around my neck and starts strangling me, I just want a fair RP that’ll be fun for both sides, not just Ak.)

[Akrabbim]

OOC: According to basically everyone who has posted here, I was playing fair. The comments were to get you to play fair.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: Akrabbim! Get it in your thick little head! I never wanted to RP an illusionist, it's not fun! Now, tell me, if you want to continue, then we'll start from the previously stated area, otherwise, i'm out of here! I'm sick of you!)

[Cizerack Hunter Forces]

OOC: Cut the insulting down to a bare minimum, Khendon. I'm tired of hearing it, to be honest. If you want to be upset because you didn't want to fight an illusionist...sorry, but thats the way the cookie crumbles sometimes. If he's not doing anything illegal, then too bad. Quit whining...its only going to make you look bad in the end.

[Khendon S]

(OOC: Yes, I am sorry, that was a fit of rage, I agree, I should have not said that and i'm sorry. But anyway, Akrabbim, looking back at the thread, I see I have been wrong in many places, and if you wish, than we shall continue from a point of your choosing, so may we continue before this reaches an OOC post of over 100 *evil grin*, just kidding.)

[Akrabbim]

OOC: Sounds good to me. How about we start from where we're both stabbed in the side, standing at normal fighting distance. My shuriken's still flown out to the side, so your knee's not injured. Your move.

[Khendon S]

Khendon clutched his side, blood flowing freely from it. As Khendon stared somewhat aghast he cursed, his lung had been punctured and would most likely collapse. Khendon new he would die if this battle carried on for an extended amount of time, he also knew that one move had managed to bring him near death; his opponent must be truly skilled. Khendon’s face contorted, then Khendon closed his eyes, allowing the force to rap around him, to aid the lung in its endeavor to provide the nourishing chemical known as air to his blood stream.

Khendon opened his eyes, he had a slight feeling, a glow really, of where his opponent was, and hoped he could his him. Khendon thought for a second, but only a second, and went into action. Using the remainder of his energies to concentrate on a small, sharp, arrow-head like rock and bring it to the air, sending it with remarkable speed towards what Khendon felt, a force energy emission.

[Akrabbim]

Akrabbim's eyes widen as he sees the rock flying towards the center of his body. With the wound in his side, he is unable to dodge in time. Instead, he does the only thing possible... he raises his sword and splits the rock. The projectile slices cleanly in two, diverting it's path.

Unfortunately, the path does not deviate quite enough. Instead of having a single rock fly through his rib cage, he has two smaller rocks fly through his shoulders. He collapses to the ground in a heap. The rocks pass through, but the jagged edges leave nasty, lacerated holes.

He has to do something to slow down Khendon. Otherwise, a strong attack may finish him. Akrabbim calls his errant shuriken back, attempting to hit Khendon in the back of the knee. With luck, the Sith won't see it coming until it is too late.

[Khendon S]

Khendon, using most of his energy to aid his wound and having spent yet more energy sending a projectile his opponent’s way while monitoring his force emissions, doesn’t sense the oncoming danger. As the shuriken lunges for the rear of Khendon’s knee, he senses it, and sends a ripple in the force towards it, but a weak one, just strong enough to send it skimming the side of his leg, slicing off flesh like a pizza cutter and continuing on its way into an awaiting tree.

Khendon groans in agony as the pain sinks in, making him smile slightly. He calms himself, letting the pain be absorbed, letting it wrap around himself, letting it aid his command of the force. Khendon, having fallen to one knee after the projectile’s contact, pushes himself upward, standing up straight. He can feel the opponent through the force, feel the energy surrounding him, and feel it nudging him. But, Khendon could also feel the weakness of his leg. Khendon uses a last ounce of concentration to send himself hurtling towards Akrabbim, weapons extended in his direction, force pushing him towards his opponent as quickly as he could, leg splattering driblets of crimson liquid all along the foliage of the landscape.

Khendon lunges forward, jumping off his good foot, weapon outstretched, towards his estimation of the origin of the force emissions he feels.

[Akrabbim]

Akrabbim watches the man rush him, and prepares another attack. As Khendon races in, Akrabbim steps sideways, dodging the blow, and slams the hilt of his sword onto his wrist, deflecting the blow to the side. As Khendon regains his balance, Akrabbim drops his sword and locks his arms around Khendon's head. He uses the physical connection to attack. Akrabbim sends wave after wave of Force Confusion into the Sith, disrupting his thoughts horribly. As Khendon thrashes in the hold, Akrabbim is buffeted by blows and small cuts from saber. If he can hold on long enough, though, the man will pass out from the assault.