Official Tournament Match: Boba Fett vs Road Runner
Jul 29, 2015 3:18:03 GMT
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Post by SSJRuss on Jul 29, 2015 3:18:03 GMT
In all his years traveling across the galaxy, Boba Fett had never seen something quite like this. Sitting opposite him a... Well, he wasn't sure what it was... It was canine --that he was sure of. Maybe a dog or some sort of wild animal... Whatever it was, it wasn't from Tatooine.
The canine obviously had some sentience, as it had knowingly come into this cantina looking for something. Boba had watched it wander from person to person, showing them large signs to communicate with. One had a picture of a creature --this one avian and blue. The other was a photo of an explosion with an arrow pointing at a money symbol.
He was looking a mercenary.
Each person the canine-man went to pointed him in the same direction, Boba Fett. Fett had only just come to the cantina to escape Jabba's stench. He wasn't looking for a job, however. In fact, he had just finished a big one ---delivering Han Solo's ass to Jabba in carbonite. Paid by both Jabba and the Empire. Things were looking up.
Eventually, the canine-man made it to Boba's table, sat down, and held up his signs.
What was up with this guy?
"You wanting that bird dead?" Boba asked begrudgingly.
The cartoon-looking dog nodded frantically, excited that he was finally getting somewhere in this cantina.
"I don't do small time jobs anymore, pal. Why don't you move along?"
The canine pushed the sign of money closer to Boba's face. Guess he really wanted to emphasize that he was willing to pay a lot for this bird...
"Seems you're determined. Say I get your bird... How much can you pay? Here's what I charge." Boba pulled up his usual contract price on his datapad and slid it across the table.
The canine wasted no time in agreeing to whatever Boba would charge.
"You want him dead or alive? Alive is extra."
The dog-man simply shrugged his shoulders then held out his hand for a handshake.
Boba didn't really know what to think of this guy. He seemed simple, loony, and pretty naive. Definitely the type Fett didn't need to deal with anymore. Sure, maybe the job was easy money, but he didn't have the time to get involved with some chicken chase.
"Sorry, not interested. Find someone else 'cause I just got here and I'm busy."
The canine gave him a suddenly depressed look, then slugged his way to his feet and left the cantina.
Boba shook his head. "The shit you see on Tatooine..."
*****
Things went south very fast...
The Jedi that Jabba had sentenced to death had started fighting back. With only a few moves, the Jedi had freed his friends and sent Boba straight into the Sarlacc Pit.
Boba thought he was dead for sure... But that didn't mean he wasn't going to try and escape.
Inch by inch, Boba fought and clawed his way out of the Sarlacc, making his way out of its stomach, through its mouth, and up over the pit. The climb was exhausting. The smell was worse. He could do no more than collapse, face buried into the sand. He wanted to immediately forget everything that just happened... Forget his failure at defeating Skywalker... Forget the fact that he just climbed out of a creature's stomach. He was still covered in whatever juices housed themselves in the Sarlacc's belly.
Once he pulled his head up, he proceeded to clear the slime off his visor, only to realize there was something there... Something in front of him... Something thin and blue.
As Boba got to both knees, he realized it was a bird. A bird frozen in place and staring right at him.
"The hell you want?" Boba mustered.
"BEEP BEEP!" the bird chirped, sticking its tongue out at Boba and then running off so fast that it startled him.
"How could something be that fast?" he thought, just before he realized where he had seen the creature before.
The cartoon canine had shown him pictures of that same bird... It was the bird he wanted Boba to hunt down. Only now he understood why the coyote-man had put a bounty on the bird's head in the first place.
It was because he couldn't catch it himself...
Boba rose to his feet, dusting off the sand and staring off in the direction where the Runner had taken off. "Guess my schedule's open..."
With that the Bounty Hunter headed in the direction of Jabba's palace, determined to get his ship and gear so he could do what he did best... hunt.
Boba Fett has access to all weapons and gear he has had in Legends up to this point and full use of his ship.
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/389/boba-fett
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/418/road-runner
The canine obviously had some sentience, as it had knowingly come into this cantina looking for something. Boba had watched it wander from person to person, showing them large signs to communicate with. One had a picture of a creature --this one avian and blue. The other was a photo of an explosion with an arrow pointing at a money symbol.
He was looking a mercenary.
Each person the canine-man went to pointed him in the same direction, Boba Fett. Fett had only just come to the cantina to escape Jabba's stench. He wasn't looking for a job, however. In fact, he had just finished a big one ---delivering Han Solo's ass to Jabba in carbonite. Paid by both Jabba and the Empire. Things were looking up.
Eventually, the canine-man made it to Boba's table, sat down, and held up his signs.
What was up with this guy?
"You wanting that bird dead?" Boba asked begrudgingly.
The cartoon-looking dog nodded frantically, excited that he was finally getting somewhere in this cantina.
"I don't do small time jobs anymore, pal. Why don't you move along?"
The canine pushed the sign of money closer to Boba's face. Guess he really wanted to emphasize that he was willing to pay a lot for this bird...
"Seems you're determined. Say I get your bird... How much can you pay? Here's what I charge." Boba pulled up his usual contract price on his datapad and slid it across the table.
The canine wasted no time in agreeing to whatever Boba would charge.
"You want him dead or alive? Alive is extra."
The dog-man simply shrugged his shoulders then held out his hand for a handshake.
Boba didn't really know what to think of this guy. He seemed simple, loony, and pretty naive. Definitely the type Fett didn't need to deal with anymore. Sure, maybe the job was easy money, but he didn't have the time to get involved with some chicken chase.
"Sorry, not interested. Find someone else 'cause I just got here and I'm busy."
The canine gave him a suddenly depressed look, then slugged his way to his feet and left the cantina.
Boba shook his head. "The shit you see on Tatooine..."
*****
Things went south very fast...
The Jedi that Jabba had sentenced to death had started fighting back. With only a few moves, the Jedi had freed his friends and sent Boba straight into the Sarlacc Pit.
Boba thought he was dead for sure... But that didn't mean he wasn't going to try and escape.
Inch by inch, Boba fought and clawed his way out of the Sarlacc, making his way out of its stomach, through its mouth, and up over the pit. The climb was exhausting. The smell was worse. He could do no more than collapse, face buried into the sand. He wanted to immediately forget everything that just happened... Forget his failure at defeating Skywalker... Forget the fact that he just climbed out of a creature's stomach. He was still covered in whatever juices housed themselves in the Sarlacc's belly.
Once he pulled his head up, he proceeded to clear the slime off his visor, only to realize there was something there... Something in front of him... Something thin and blue.
As Boba got to both knees, he realized it was a bird. A bird frozen in place and staring right at him.
"The hell you want?" Boba mustered.
"BEEP BEEP!" the bird chirped, sticking its tongue out at Boba and then running off so fast that it startled him.
"How could something be that fast?" he thought, just before he realized where he had seen the creature before.
The cartoon canine had shown him pictures of that same bird... It was the bird he wanted Boba to hunt down. Only now he understood why the coyote-man had put a bounty on the bird's head in the first place.
It was because he couldn't catch it himself...
Boba rose to his feet, dusting off the sand and staring off in the direction where the Runner had taken off. "Guess my schedule's open..."
With that the Bounty Hunter headed in the direction of Jabba's palace, determined to get his ship and gear so he could do what he did best... hunt.
Boba Fett has access to all weapons and gear he has had in Legends up to this point and full use of his ship.
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/389/boba-fett
electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/418/road-runner
