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Camera drones would hover above the air as the stage is ready and the contestants are being gathered. The event has now returned to Nar Shaddaa, now slightly better with AMS dying down. The contestants are gathering, probably checking their gear, getting ready for the big game. The Hutt Butt commentary team, Dex, Dabba, and Trex has quite a bit to say to those watching and those gathering themselves at the pitch.

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Dex would begin commentary as they are waiting for the game to start, it their native language Huttese of course (most networks will provide translation closed captioning). "Welcome participants and viewers to this great game of Hutt Ball. For the benefit of those who never watched Hutt Ball before, the teams are aiming to take the ball that's in the middle of the arena and take it to the opposing teams goal." "What are the rules you ask?" "There are no rules! Ha" "Violence will ensure. There will be blood, there will be broken bones, there may be missing limbs, but it will be, magnificent, hoho"

"On the Yellow Team, give it up for Hutt Ball Champion from last season Krazy Kel!" (@Bir Vuul) He's crazy!" the Hutts do hope his luck this time around is better. "And with him are Ratchet" (@Darius Belari) "And @Yojiro Kante!" That was all for the Yellow Team's introductions.

"Now from the Red Team..." his normally booming voice would quieten, and sound like he was confused "Wait, is this right? Hell on (W)heels?. Ah, say hello to Hell on (W)heels!" (@Clove Vanhoop) the Hutts looked unsure on the commentary booth. But they would digress. "Next, the Snark Shark"(@Soleil Altan). "Hopefully their skills are as good as their wity name.""And lastly, get ready to be gored by the Raging Bull!" (@Altair Din) The Hutts were happy with their brand of commentary.

Right now the contestants are at their respective station points, blocked off with a ray shield. They can get a good view of the layout of the area, look at the other team, and maybe start planning things out. The arena is different than last seasons, in this one they will start a bit closer to the action. The Hutt Ball itself would be resting on the middle on top of the large pipe on the pitch.

Now in unison, the Hutts would call out to the contestants.

"Everyone, GET READY..."



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The blinding lights. The screaming fans. The large sum of prize money. The glory across the outer rim. That may well be what drew in most contestants to the huttball arena, but not everyone was here for fame and fortune. When asked just what it was that brought him back, Bir had a very simple answer.

”I’m here to hurt people!” he shouted exuberantly at the interviewer with a maniacal grin, his head tilted slightly to the side and a little too close for the Twi'lek's comfort. ”Yes! Yes! Broken bones and fractured faces! Let the games begin!!” he declared, shortly followed by an excited giggle as he scuttled away to the starting positions whilst stuffing his lucky Mr. Macho collector’s card into his trousers pocket.

As the platform rose with Bir and his team mates, shrouded eyes took in the scene before him. The arena was different from the last game he had participated in but that made little difference to him. Across the chasm of chaos, his opponents. Perhaps he should have been spending this time sizing up his foes but situated at the centre was the coveted prize he so desperately desired. The huttball, dried blood stains and all. In fact, as his gaze continued to rest on everyone’s common objective, the stains almost seemed to contort into mocking, menacing eyes… Glaring back directly at him!

”Not this time! No! You think you’ve had the last laugh?! You have not! For Bir Vuul has returned! Do you hear me?! We will settle this vendetta today, spherical sketto snot!” he bellowed across the playing field, body tense and prepared to leap into action. Perhaps his opposition would believe his words were intended for them, but alas, they were not.


 
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Altair may have been shy in many aspects, but not when it came to being on any kind of stage. When his name was announced, the tiefling ran into the scene, jumping and clapping as a song began to blast across the entire arena. He spun on his heel and moonwalked towards the platform where he stopped and took a moment to pelvic thrust a few times to the rhythm of the song. This was followed by expertly coordinated dancing in his loose fitting attire as he swayed his hips and loosely moved to the beat. His tail matched his rhythm, his entire body moving in smooth waves, and it probably looked something like this.

Altair topped it off by going fully vertical and rapidly spinning on his hands as one of his signature breakdancing moves. His tail slammed down to the ground and he used that to launch himself back upright to land right on the platform. He waved at the crowds as they cheered, also shouting “HI MAMA!” At the top of his lungs with a huge smile when the camera panned by him.

Somewhere far across the galaxy an elderly tiefling dropped her crocheting on her lap and quickly reached for her glasses to squint at the holo, “...What in tarnation?!”

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Sure, Clove hated the spotlight. But performances were a different beast. And no one would recognize her with her fabulous hat and out-of-character skull earring, right? And, AND, after Yavin IV, all she wanted to do was live her life. And Hutt ball was the pinnacle of life's experiences. So when Altair's music started playing, Clove started hyping herself up. Taking deep breaths in and out, she double-checked her wheelchair. Boosters? Check. Pink wheel covers in case anyone decided to attack the wheels? Check.

And, last but not least, her legs and arms protection, check; she couldn't be reckless now, could she?

She was ready.

Clove rolled into the scene, her free arm waving in the air as she smiled happily, right after Altair finished his signature dance moves and it was her turn to introduce herself. After a lot of waving she lowered both hands back onto the wheels. She inhaled another deep breath and shifted her weight in the chair to the right, forcing the chair to balance on a single wheel while spinning to the beat of the music. She excitedly tossed both of her arms into the air while screaming a thrilled "WOOOH!" before allowing the wheelchair to fall back on both wheels.

The camera eventually moved away from Altair's charismatic entrance and focused on the small half-Sephi in the wheelchair, her big beaming smile broadcasted to the audience and anyone watching at home. "HELLO, EVERYONE! I CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE SOME FUN! I LOVE ALL OF YOU!" She yelled at the top of her lungs while frantically waving with both hands. Unsure what to make of Clove, the crowd erupted in a clatter of confused "huh?"s and adoring "NAAWW"s.


 

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"Raging Bull" had picked an intro song and Soleil wasn't gonna argue with good taste. He watched the dude's performance with a lazy grin, chewing bubblegum in the background. Altair's energy was infectious and had the Wrean bobbing along during his dance, finished off with a showy hand spin and flip-up that even haters had to appreciate. The pointy-eared one in a wheelchair got into it too with her spin, so obviously Sol had to do something. Powered by Thousand Crowns flavor Emryc Energy, he followed Altair's lead.

He was last to stride out in his
comfortable action fit plus shark hat, studs, and full red and black face paint styled after the Bastion Bloodfins Huttball team. Soleil came in behind the two, whole body moving to the beat as he shuffle-danced forward up to the spot he'd start his own entrance. Stopping in place on rhythm, he moved back before throwing himself forward into a short set of spins and flips. He finished with a twisting flip and landed on Clove's opposite side, facing the opposing team. Less impressive, but still good he figured.

A fanged half-grin was on his face as he flashed a🤘toward Clove and Altair, the whole rag-tag gang of weirdos gathered and ready. He wouldn't admit it but he got competitive with contests, throwing the shouting champion across the way a thumbs down and sticking his tongue out while the crowd cheered for the Altair-headlining entry show. He looked toward his other two teammates and thumped his chest to mean 'we've got this', pretty sure they all at least had wanting to win in common.

Sol had no idea who the wheelchair girl was, but he knew the Tiefling. He and the Wrean had a weirdly tense vibe, but right now Soleil was more about having fun and getting those creds.

While Altair'd hyped up the crowd, bets were probably against them just 'cause they were all younger than the other side and had someone in a wheelchair, which Soleil was eyeing with mixed curiosity, mild skepticism, and a hint of bewilderment. Did this glam-rock motor assistance device have fucking rocket boosters on it? That's sick as hell. Bonus money would be too if they won despite lower odds, score!


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Yojiro was second in line to the madcap Kel Dor, who was his teammate in terms of interviews for the Yellow Team. The Twi’Lek was kind of taken aback by the response she got from the other alien and asked the same questions to Yojiro but this time with a tense, almost fearful tone. “I am here for glory and profit. And also to show the galaxy how comfortable and usable these Universe S Class Sneakers are.” He replied with a cheesy grin whilst pointing at the bright powder blue shoes he was wearing. “All you people at home can grab your own Universe S’s at your local Outer Rim Sports Outerwear Retailer.”

The poor woman was almost as taken back from his cheesy lines as the blood curdling ones from ‘Krazy Kell’. “Anyway, wish me and my Universe S’s good luck.” With that he strolled out of shot, a big smile on his face knowing that he was due a few thousand credits even if he lost the match thanks to the sponsorship deal for the shoes.

The elevator slowly rose from the preparation area into the Arena, cheers and screams rose louder and louder as the participants came into view. Team Red had apparently organised a choreographed dance routine, hopefully that would be the end of their amazing teamwork abilities. Yojiro placed his foot up on one of the nearby crates within their starting area giving the cameras a good look at his shoes, whilst they all waited for the starting horn.

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As the game is getting ready to start, all 6 the contestants would notice that at varying points in the map, there are weapons that are being rose to the pitch. They are there for anyone to collect and used. They are fully locked and loaded.

"GET SET....

"GO!!!"


And with that, the Hutts and everyone watching can now revel in the carnage and bloodshed that is to come.

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  1. PIPE
  2. Bowcaster
  3. Wookie Projectile Rifle
  4. Syringe Pistol
  5. Bundle of 3x concussion grenades
  6. Neuronic Whip
  7. Flame Projector
  8. Energy Lance

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* For this one event, the restricted weapons have their PVP restricted lifted. Reminder that this event is death and main disabled

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Soleil crouched down, eager to get started. The moment 'GO' was shouted he shot forward toward one of the closest weapons, almost entirely deciding based on how fun it looked to use. That PIPE was calling his name and he ran toward it (Moving to point 1), skidding into place near cover to pick it up and crouching down. His shorter frame hefted the PIPE, relying on his inhuman strength to leverage it. He hadn't really fired one before, basically just copying what he'd seen in combat manuals.

His target was the other side's start zone, specifically trying to track Huttball Champion @Bir Vuul through the targeting sight as he did whatever he was doing. Down with the old king, says he! Let's get this bread! Soleil quietly decided to consider drinking fewer energy drinks as he squeezed the trigger.


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Clove gave her allies one last exciting look before preparing herself. Except for the bow, none of the weapons nearby impressed her, and she was well aware that a Wookiee bow would knock her off her wheels. Instead, her gaze was drawn to the Energy Lance. It was not only practically flawless for Clove, given that she had her own mount, but it was also extremely fashionable and stylish with her current outfit.

It was the perfect weapon.

When the 'GO' signal was given, Clove accelerated straight towards the Energy Lance (entering zone 8) with screeching wheels. She couldn't stop giggling as the rush of air swept over her face and into her ponytail. Still! She had to stay focused! Clove drifted her wheelchair sideways as the Energy Lance approached, putting her covered wheel between herself and the open area ahead. The half-Sephi lifted her hand and attempted to Force Pull the lance towards her hand while her chair swayed.

She wasn't at the Hutt ball to hurt anyone or abuse the Force, because she was still a Jedi at the end of the day. But that didn't mean she wasn't going to rely on her trusted ally to get her weapon before anyone else!

Hmm, would it have a stun setting?


 
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Darius stepped out into the arena alongside the rest of the Yellow team, proudly pumping his fists into the air as he basked in the cheers, screams and bloodthirsty hollering that came from the viewer stands. While Bir went on his crazy-ass tirade and Yojiro flaunted his S’s, Darius proceeded to stare somewhat dumbfounded across the field. Not because of the choreographed dance number being put on - but rather Darius was staring at the wheelchair-bound half-Sephi who rolled up (literally) onto the field.

Oh you’ve got to be shitting me.

It took only a moment for Darius to recognize exactly who he was looking at. The Lokkian’s moms immediately went back to that entire episode at the Mansion from Hell, where he was knocked unconscious and beaten black-and-blue as Clove drug him across every bump and corner of that place. And of course, he remembered that incident of getting trucked by a terrifyingly large Wermal while Clove rode on its shoulders. Or that’s how Darius remembered it anyway.

It was becoming increasingly disturbing how in a Galaxy of trillions, Darius and Clove’s path continued to cross and the utter chaos that seemed to ensue every time it happened. Darius’ couldn’t help the look of primal fear and confusion that played out across his expression, lingering even as he crouched and moved into position in preparation for the first round to begin - sapphire eyes rapidly flicking between the weapons closest to him before settling upon one in particular. That’ll do.

As soon as the ‘GO’ signal was given, Darius sprang forward and dashed across the field - making a beeline for the Wookie Projectile Rifle that was positioned closest to the Yellow Team’s side of the field. Out of all the weapons, it was the one most suited to his skills as a marksman. The Lokkian hefted up the oversized Wookie weapon, bracing it against his shoulder as he took aim. He didn’t hesitate for even a moment to aim directly as Clove as she wheeled her ass across the field, leveling the barrel on his rolling target before firing.

There was probably some subsection of the Ranger Ethical Code that talked about shooting at the handicapped - but that didn’t stop Darius. Why? Because this was Huttball and because fuck Clove, that’s why.


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“Aight bet LEGGOOOO!” Altair yelled enthusiastically as the announcements went off. He took a running start and leaped over towards the weapons closest to them. Truth be told, he was disappointed at the lack of melee weapon options, but he would make do with whatever he could find. To that end, the tiefling grabbed the bowcaster that was actually pretty damn heavy. Adjusting to the weight, he looked ahead towards the ball, deciding he needed to clear out some opponents first.

With that, he trained the bowcaster and fired a shot at Yojiro’s legs. He couldn’t help but notice the nice kicks the man wore, putting his own sneakers to shame. Altair would follow up by getting closer to the center of the arena barring any catastrophic injuries.

Dice roll for attack: 6/20
Dice roll for random target 1d3: Yojiro

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Yojiro was ready waiting for that Go signal. He knew what he had to do, not only to win this match but become the most famous and richest scoundrel in the galaxy. He needed highlight plays, brutal hits, amazing catches, jukes, double backflips, blaster twirls, he needed TD’s the lot. Those are the people that sponsors want to sponsor, fixers wanna fix up and customers want to deal with. If he was going to turn his crew into the most sort after group of miscreants in the galaxy, he needed to perform.

As the Hutt yelled to signal the start, he charged. “Don’t worry boys, Yojiro is here to carry the day. They don't call me the Bom Trady of Tattooine for nothing!” Yojiro shouted as he charged across the field to get the Hutt Ball. His Universe S Class Sneakers glowing brightly under the lights of the arena.

Roll 13/20

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The game began, the crowds were cheering as the carnage was beginning! The Hutts were just drolling waiting to see all the impending blood. Dabba saw that Krazy Kel (@Tulos) wasn't moving. The other competitors were out their playing on the pitch, but Kel wasn't moving. Is this part of their strategy? Kel just remaining there?

Well, the impatient and bloodthirsty Dabba didn't like it. Wanting to do something about it, he would throw a sandwich at Krazy Kel, hitting him in the head. "Get a move on! I put good peggats on you!" he angerily yelled out the window so loud it would be audible even without his headset plus microphone on. Dabba did hope that he liked space-mayo.



Then there goes the Snark Shark (@Mr. Teatime). He would aim to use the PIPE, one of the most deadilest man-portable weapons in the galaxy, but something would go wrong. When the young one squeezed the trigger, the PIPE would then fly backwards and then start veering up, it would take the Shark for a decently-long wild ride, like a rodeo on a horse but with a rocket instead.

Eventually Shark would lose grip and then fall to a whole building floor's worth of height, not on their feet, and would land close to the same spot they were standing at before.The Hutts at the commentary booth were all laughing "Hey Trex, you're the one that loaded that thing aren't you?""What me? No, that one gamorrean did it. They must have stuck the rocket in backwards. hohohah. What? I can't help they didn't read the instructions"



When Ratchet @(Altaris) shot the wheelchair bound Hell on (W)Heels (@LilyNion), Ratchet managed to lance a glancing blow on her, on the lower right ribs, the rest of the shot would blow a hole in in the right center section of the seat, but it remains operable and Wheels would still be active although a bit hurt from the slugthrower shot. Maybe Ratchet despite being skilled with a sniper wasn't able to adjust to the large wookie weapon that has no scope. The shot happened before Wheels got too far, but she would be able to continue her momentum on her way towards the Lance.



Speaking of large wookie weapons, the Raging Bull (@Sreeya) would then use his bowcaster against Yojiri (@Braden) Yojiri was quick, but the Raging Bull would be able to land a shot very close to the foot that Yojiri had weight on the time and as a result Yojiri would be running into the explosion. Yojiri would come out with partial damage. Explosions are bad for people after all but at least he wasn't directly hit. Yojiri would also have soot on their gear. Their shoes would also be be a tad on the burnt side leaving the Bull with the better ones by far. Although Yojiro would manage to make their way to the cusp of the ball despite it. Will they try to make a hail mary? Or will he try to deal with that Tiefling that will probably want to keep shooting at him first.


Hello there.

@Tulos times out, Krazy Kel passes the round, Krazy Kel takes -2 modifier to actions this round due to being behind and will not be able to intercept any of the other team's actions as well.

@Mr. Teatime would be pretty hurt due to fail roll and probably should try not to get hit again >.>
 

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Holy fuck someone sabotaged the PIPE! Instead of turning Krazy Kel into extra-chunky wall salsa- or whatever the inhibitor fields allowed, Sol supposed- he was sent on a looping ride that ended with him letting go of the weapon. It flew off into the crowd somewhere, awkwardly. He would've winced at that awkwardness but he had bigger problems. Namely, gravity.

A story's height was an easy jump, no problem. Falling not so much and Sol wasn't conveniently a cat. A brief bit of the Force and some mid-air twisting meant he landed and rolled messily off his shoulder and side, but he was bruised up and hurting all over, ribs and shoulder throbbing in protest. Probably something cracked. Teeth grit, his eyes flit around to pick his next move, crouched on his platform.

Kicks guy was going for the ball, now with soot over his sponsorship shoes. Perfect. Crouching by his cover for diving purposes he reached out with the Force and coiled it around Yujiro. Using Yujiro's sprinting for the ball to his advantage, Sol yanked him face-first toward the ball to slam it into the heavy object with his full sprinting body weight. In short, to bounce his face off the ball with extreme prejudice, giving Altair more of an opening to steal the ball and the show.

Teamwork! He called it the Krazy Kel Maneuver.


Roll: 13/20. Target: Yujiro.

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Darius watched with perhaps - no, definitely - too much glee as the slug left the barrel of his rifle, sailing through the air and punching a hole through the back of the handicapped half-Sephi’s wheelchair and grazed her in the process. “FUCK YEA!” He said through gritted teeth, pumping his fist excitedly. Sure, the shot wasn’t nearly as accurate as he would’ve liked - but given the fact it the weapon he was wielding was designed for a species triple his size, the Lokkian was gonna take what he could get.


“THAT’S FOR THAT BULLSHIT ON NABOO!” Darius yelled across the field, lowering the rifle from his shoulder to make an overtly taunting gesture at Clove. Between the haunted mansion and being trucked by a Clove-driven Wermal, this was entirely personal for Darius and he was going to savor every bit of satisfaction that came out of blowing Clove off her wheels.

The Lokkian lifted the rifle back up and braced it against his shoulder - making some minor adjustments on his stance and the way he was holding the weapon in order to increase his accuracy from the last attempt at using it. While Clove was his natural enemy, Darius nevertheless allowed his eyes to rapidly flick around the field - scoping out the potential for a more valuable target.

Of course, that was when the Lokkian’s attention was drawn towards Sol - watching in a mixture of amusement and confusion as the Acolyte blew himself into the air. For a brief moment, Darius couldn’t help but wonder if the Acolyte was going to
blast off past the arena, only for him to come back down for a rough landing. “..That’ll do.” Darius muttered to himself.

Just as Sol was distracted with going for one of the Lokkian’s teammates, Darius leveled the barrel of his rifle on the Acolyte. Taking a few split seconds to aim, the Lokkian finally pulled the trigger and fired upon Sol.


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“GO!!!”


Bir heard the commencement of the game, his eagerness to participate was overflowing and yet… his feet felt as though they had suddenly grown heavy. As if they were encased in duracrete and sealed the floor, all he could do was stand still and seethe as his gaze remained locked on the ball that stared back at him. It seemed he was more perturbed by his last foray into the sport than he had ever realised.

”Perhaps it is time for you to move, hm?” the voice echoed in the back of his mind, coaxing the Kel Dor to action. Instead, he remained motionless save for a twitch in the muscles of his cheek. That is, of course, until the sandwich that had been flung from the Hutt’s viewing platform found it’s mark. Mayonnaise and a slice of tomato slid down the side of his face before landing on the floor with a wet plop.

Shaking his head and returning to the here and now, Bir pushed off from the platform and began to bound down the stairs towards the action that had preceded his own movements. As he came to the neuronic whip, he quickly knelt down and slid forward to snatch the weapon’s hilt before continuing to slide towards the edge and down to the lowermost portion of the arena. If all went well, he would land on his feet and allow the Force to accelerate his speed to get him under the action, directly below both the huttball as well as the two opposing members searching to take the first possession for themselves.

7/20 with a -2 deduction = 5/20

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The half-Annfyn didn't get very far before she was interrupted by a slug slicing through her skin, but thankfully it didn't burrow through her flesh. It still stung a lot, not enough to immobilize her, but it bothered her a fair bit. A quick glance over her shoulder revealed that the back of her chair had also taken a big hit. Sugar! Her hand pressed against her ribcage, small warm droplets dripping against her palm, as her confused eyes scanned the sky for the shooter.

And then she saw him.

The man she saved in that cursed manor and treated her like absolute trash, and who she saw at the mall as she was about to be trampled by a swarm of strangers. And the man who had just shot her in the ribcage and was now hip-thrusting like a baboon.

The man who puked his guts out. In her locks.

Darius.

Okay, fine, if he wanted to act like a baboon, he'd get it.

Clove's brows furrowed deeply, and she pushed onward, picking up the Lance off the ground as she drove past it. The half-Annfyn fixed the lance below her armpit while Darius' eyes wandered away from Clove in search of a new target. So, aided by the Force, she raced over to Darius while he was still distracted, ready to joust him all the way to the netherworld and back.

Obviously, not to murder him, and certainly not to seriously injure him. She just wanted to get him out of the game. Permanently.


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Altair’s bowcaster attack didn’t do quite as much damage as he hoped, but it also did more than nothing. His focus, however, shifted to the ball itself. The tiefling cut through the arena and made a beeline directly towards the ball, spotting Yojiro going for it. He knew his teammates took some hits, but he had to keep his focus. The crowds were cheering and adrenaline was pumping, and he had to keep his nerves about. At least his kicks looked nicer than Yojiro’s now.

He didn’t go for an attack this round and instead focused on moving towards the ball, reaching out to yank it from Yojiro and gain possession of it for Red Team. His hope was that between his attempt and the attack on Yojiro, he would be able to succeed.

Roll: 13/20 to steal ball from Yojiro

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Yojiro gritted through the pain of the explosion as it splashed across his body. “God Damn Wookiee Weapons”, he shouted as he looked down at the near destroyed Universe S’s. Would this mess up his contract, would he not get those credits. If so, this tiefling needed to pay, but first he had to score. The Alien was approaching him trying to take his ball, was ‘Raging Ball’ out for his credits, his fame. The only thing he could do was take the ball and dodge around this little horny bastard and score.

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Unfortunately for Krazy Kel (@Tulos), the Kel Dor tripped over the sandwich and mayo as they were trying to go into the fray. They would land on their back and head, and it would hurt pretty well. They would then be disoriented and dazed for a bit, but surely enough they would come to their sense, and then maybe next time they will be able to start fighting. The Hutts would laugh and point at the Kel Dor. It appears their luck didn't change indeed. But that doesn't mean that the Yellow Team can't win. Dabba will be furious if they didn't win. Suffice it to say, rough start.



Yojiro (@Braden) almost had the ball in his possession, despite the partial damage they took from that bowcaster shot. But unfortunately it wasn't meant to be... Yojiro would then be feeling a sensation, of a mystical energy field that would be pulling him to the ball. Is it a good thing?

No it is not, as Yojiro would be trapped in his own momentum, being pulled with him landing on the Hutt Ball head first. It would hurt. Quite a lot. Unlike a certain Kel Dor on a previous game, he isn't out of the game round yet, although it will take him a bit to get up and he will be seeing birds circling around his head for the next few minutes ago. "Hahahahaha. What's with all these guys tripping and falling? Hahaha" Dabba said, not knowing that the Snark Shark (@Mr. Teatime) was responsible for Yoijo 'tripping'.

That leaves the Raging Bull (@Sreeya) to pick up the Hutt Ball with impunity. They would have the ball in their possession and the course and now they can chose any path desired to bring it to the opposing team's goal. "Raging Bull's got the ball!""Raging Bull's got the ball!" the Hutt commentary team shouted in excitement.



Now we have (W)heels (@LilyNion) taking the fight to Ratchet (@Altaris). But while Wheels is moving to go on the offensive, he did manage to adjust quickly to his large wookie weapon. Taking aim at the Snark Shark, he would fire and then land a hit right after he managed to take down Yojiro. The shot would him the Shark in his chest, the stopping power and weight of the shot would push the young one off the platform they were on, and they would take a hard fall back-head first on the arena floor. With that impact, and having taken enough damage before, they would be out cold.

Snark Shark is KOed!

The medical droid off to the side would then retrieve Snark Shark, eyeing his downed body. "Do you want to be my new friend?" the droid said. After no response because Shark is out, the droid would then reply again "Didn't say `no`" the droid would then take Shark's body and take him to the bacta tank.



Wheels would then have approached Ratchet with speed that should have been outright impossible in a wheelchair. The energy lance would almost hit almost square in the chest, it would shred through Ratchet's right rib, wounding him significantly. There would be blood and their raiment would be torn where the lance hit. More blood for the spilling as it would soak the floor beneath them, the Hutts would like what they see here. Ratchet would be feeling lots of pain, but they are still in the fight, although one more hit would surely take Ratchet out of the game round.



"This Hutt Ball round is still anyone's game! One person out on the Red Team. Two people on the Yellow team that can't take much more and 1 that hasn't escaped their game entrance area. Who will win!"

 
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