OCC: I really don't care, he's my character. You can't say he can't have lightwhips. Kit will get a master if you don't back the heck off. Seriously you've been getting annoying. And please get better grammar, what are you 2?
Kit stayed in there after the doors locked. He found a book along with some lightsaber parts. He knew a bit about engineering. He made the parts to be of lightwhips. He found a few crystals in the wall. He built a lightwhip. He made sure they were black. But he couldn't all he could get was a...
"I WILL USE LIGHTWHIPS! IF YOU WON'T TRAIN ME WITH ONE... I'M GOING TO GET A NEW MASTER! AND WHEN I GET GOOD ENOUGH! I'LL KILL YOU!" Yelled Kit, he was dead serious. He only knew how to fight with a lightwhip, and all he will use.
Kit was starving, and thirsty. After a few days the door opened. His master told him to get some lightsaber parts, and a book. Wait... Kit thought, he said lightsaber not lightwhip! "Yes master, I plan to create a lightwhips just like the ones before. Or is this a training lightsaber?" Kit asked...
Kit rolled over... What had happened? Why was he on the ground. Why wasn't his master with him... Why does he have a series of drops falling onto his face. It was drool, he thought. He heard a low rumbling. He opened his eyes. He seared with pain... Everything was blurry, there were two orange...
Kit's sword came back. He yelled "I KNO- ARRRGGG!!!!" He was hit by lightning. It was overwhelming he tried to get up but only fell back down. He screamed in pain. Everything went black...
OCC: Whatever.
Kit screamed. He felt a pain in his hand... He was hit by lightning... "ARGGGGG!!!" Kit had a bleeding hand, and a burnt stomach. He staggered to get up. He grabbed his sword. He threw it with great force at his master. "DIE!!!!" Kit roared with anger
OCC: Hey! When I made him he was going to have a bionic hand! But I decided against it... Try to give him a big whack of lightning or something... He'll go into an attack like this a few times. He's just got an odd way of using a small amount of Force Rage. (He just gets very angry when he needs...
Kit screamed. He didn't see his master talking to him now, he saw... His brother. Kit ran towards his master. He jumped into the air. He jumped onto his master shoulders. "C'mon GET ME!" Kit teased. "WHOOHOOO!!!" He said as he gripped his masters jaw and pulled it back. Kit thought he heard...
Kit caught the sword. Wait... He thought. His body is built for lightswhips, not lightsabers. And he knew swords meant lightsabers. Kit spoke "I know nothing about swords or lightsabers... Just lightwhips, but with one of those I can do the basics of Ataru... With a light saber nothing...
Kit put on the clothes he was handed. He followed his master into the room. It looked like a dueling ring. I better not have to duel him, he thought. But he said "Master, if I am to duel you... May I have my lightwhips back?
"I am sorry master, It is my fault. Although you know that. " Said Kit as he frowned. He wondered if his master wanted it long... Or short... He'd do big, if he could... The whole article... He searched his brain...There it was... This was big. "Our fire was fueled during the last war between...
Kit kinda was starting to understand. He didn't want to get attacked by his master. So he started doing what he was told. "I was born on Glee Anselm. I stole a starfighter from a Jedi one day. And well... I came here... And... I found lightwhips and stuff... I practiced the force. And I'm...
"Yes, master...
No peace, only suffering.
No knowledge, only instinct.
No serenity, only passion.
No harmony, only chaos.
No life, only death." Kit said the first part with a smirk, it reminded him about his brother. He tried to teach him this... But it wouldn't work...