Title Clash

[Narsi]

Korriban​

Henry screamed in rage as he stomped into the arena. It was very uncharacteristic of him to act this way, rashly challenging someone to combat but this was crossing the line. The fool had actually dared to take a name that wasn't his, a name that rightfully belonged to someone else. Henry stopped to take in the view from the entrance, it was the perfect place for a duel. The sand floor was bare, not even rocks were present, though plenty of suspicious red stains dotted the ground. The arena, nearly 40 meters wide was surrounded by towering stone seating, empty but for the whistling wind.

He nodded his approval, no one else needed to see this, it was a battle of honor, one that others wouldn't understand. Reaching for the force, Henry roared once more and stomped fully into the arena. He shed his jacket as he walked, letting the leather material mix with the dirty sand and his toned chest shine forth along with his muscled arms. He kept his forearm guards on though, along with his pants, the ladies loved his man parts but none were watching at the moment. Too bad, a good fight made for good fucking.

He stopped in the center of the arena and gazed at the other entrance, his blond hair swaying with the gentle breeze that reeked of death. His CQB-R20 was on his belt, he removed it and tossed to the side of the arena. He wouldn't need it. His saberstaff he pulled from his belt, holding it in his left hand, his green lightsaber he kept on his belt, situated on his right side next to his empty right hand. Grinning at the hiss, Henry activated his saberstaff, the blue blades on both ends screaming forth like vengeful force ghosts, and shouted towards the other entrance, "COME OUT. ITS TIME TO SEE WHO'S THE TRUE NAME HOLDER HERE."

Breathing roughly, Henry felt the force flow through him, conjoining with his rage and excitement. He held the activated saberstaff down at his side, the blades parallel to his body.
@Deviant

 

[Deviant]

Spoiler: OOC

THE FOLLOWING THREAD IS COMPLETE SATIRE AND BOUND BY NO RULES

The ground trembled. The sand quivered. The world itself convulsed in horror as an unknown force began to rise from the sand.

The chalky etching of a destructively dapper gentleman ascended from the depths of Hades itself. None could dare mention his name, lest they be cast from the luxurious environs of life itself. His gaze alone could smite all within its calamitous path. However, today would prove otherwise. He had arrived from the pits of hell to personally eradicate a heinous foe.

Eryn Callisto was here to kick some unseemly butt.

Roaring across the desolate expanse of the colosseum, he delivered a bitter taunt to his lifelong nemesis.

"HENRY EARNEST! I WILL SMITE THEE INTO THE DIRT YOU SO FOOLISHLY STAND UPON!"

And with that, Eryn raised his arms as he spoke in a tongue too malevolent to be mentioned. The clouds twisted in anguish, a convoluted mix of ash and smoke. Darkness plagued the sky, and suddenly - silence. Then, worst came to worst.

Rocks fell and everyone died.