Okay just applied for a spot, user BlackOut2U.
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Okay just applied for a spot, user BlackOut2U.
I'm guessing this was a teaser comic, as there's very little of the actual story from the game. Boba out of his armour just seemed so wrong to me on many levels. I also got sick of seeing Juno's cleavage and looks of abject terror, come on she's supposed to have a spine and some spunk. Anyways, nothing but brain fluff as far as I'm concerned.
I'm not sure if the comic "Enemy of the Empire" answers this, as it's a Fett vs Vader story. I'm going to see if I can find an online copy to view...
Funnily enough it was the Bounty Hunter Wars books that got me in too. I was actually on the search for Shadows of the Empire and found The Mandalorian Armor and decided to give it a go. I've always been interested in the more obscure character stories from Star Wars. (Plus this was prior to the prequels when I found it).
From there I had to read the rest of the trilogy and was fascinated with Boba Fett's enigmatic character. He's an awesome anti-hero. I also enjoyed Tales of the Bounty Hunters. Things rolled from there.
Name: Tysler Kern
Occupation: Freelance logistics co-ordinator (some might lean towards smuggler)
Appearance: Blue skin, black hair tied into a ponytail, yellow markings on her cheeks which look like opposing stretched P’s. She wears a brown flight suit with black overcoat.
Tysler Kern’s feet ached as she walked, “I miss having a ship,” she said with a glare at her brother.
“What? How was I to know the sabacc game was rigged?”
“Josel, gambling is just a fancy word for stealing your goods.”
“Na-uh, you need to buy a dictionary.”
“I’d prefer to purchase some common sense for you.”
“With this face, I can get away with anything.”
Tysler eyed her brother as they walked; he was a good looking Pantoran man. His azure skin and navy coloured hair only seemed to attract more female attention than was warranted. “Your charm does not work on me, brother.”
Josel shrugged, “As family it is your duty to forgive all my sins and I in turn do so for you.”
“You’re full of it, you know that?”
He shrugged, “I refuse to comment.”
“Whatever. Now how do you plan to get our ship back?”
“I know a guy.”
“Right and where might this guy be?”
“In a bar.”
“Of course he is, now can you be more specific.”
He pointed to a dingy cantina four buildings down, “That place right there.”
“The one that looks like a rancor sat on it after vomiting on it?”
“Yep, that’s the place.”
She rolled her eyes, “Just peachy.”
“You might want to get your blaster out, looks like some Guavian death dudes just strolled in.”
“How about we wait until they kill whoever it is that ticked them off and then go in.”
“And miss the fun, nah!”
“I swear you were adopted.”
“Since I’m three years older than you, you’ll never know.”
Tysler shook her head in disgust. Reaching into her overcoat pocket she pulled out a pair of tiny droids. Both unfolded into six-legged spider like mechanisms. “Take out the Guavians please,” she whispered to them before placing them on the ground. The mice sized droids scuttled off with minimal sound.
“I consider that cheating,” Josel stated.
“Cheating versus getting dead, hmm I pick cheating.”
“Fair enough, now let’s do this quietly.”
“Are you capable of shutting up for five minutes?”
He glared at her as they approached the cantina entrance.
Inside they could hear the horrendous attempt at smooth talking from a very filthy human male. Tysler could see that Josel was dying to throw out some smart remark. Before he could open his lips the filthy man attacked the Guavian leader. In tandum her droids dropped the leader’s backup with electric shocks. They both stepped inside as the filthy man and his out of place woman continued their own fight.
I got one of these for Christmas, so much awesome
Maybe there should be a Dengar movie, they could do anything they please and have a Fett cameo
I'm playing Star Wars Galaxy of Heroes by the name of Black Out. I'm currently in a guild though.
I scored Boba early on and was pretty stoked.
Oh I forgot to mention, there is a another Boba Fett in white armour which is significantly cheaper at $180 (though not as cool):
That looks awesome. I got a Fives not long ago and couldn't believe the detail.
I really enjoyed The Bounty Hunter Wars trilogy by KW Jeter (The Mandalorian Armor, Slave Ship and Hard Merchandise). These were written before the prequels so there's no reference to Jango Fett etc. They take place after Return of the Jedi.
I really enjoyed the film because it was so much better than the prequels! Sure there were a few moments that were similar to ANH, but I think it was more to show fans that they were getting something that understood the history of what came before.
As for Kylo Ren, I must admit I was a bit surprised when he took off his helmet to see an unmarred and young face. He's not meant to be a fully fledged villain as yet but it does seem a little odd that Rey was able to beat him. She clearly had some fighting ability as seen near the start of the film where she's defending BB8 with the "stick". I got the impression that Kylo Ren's outbursts of rage and lack of control in such circumstances were why he was beaten.
The hardest part for me was with Han. I could see it was coming but still I didn't want it to happen. Though I understand it's all part of the story development. In a lot of ways Han took the role of old Ben Kenobi in ANH being the elder with the knowledge that's sacrificed, while Luke has become more of a Yoda (who just looks like Ben Kenobi).
I did like the salute to Mando's even though we didn't see any. But overall I thought it was great.
Hmm, wonder if I can buy one and pretend it's for the kids
Name: Clive Maverick
Faction: The Claws
Appearance: On the taller side of average, lean but muscular with blonde shoulder length hair generally tied back into a ponytail. He carries a number of concealed weapons; displaying an old blaster on his hip to lull any potential enemies into thinking they’ll have the upper hand.
The ship’s alarms were wailing like a newborn. “Oh shut that noise up already!” Maverick snapped as the Twi’lek pilot’s finger raced across the controls. “Have you identified which Korsair ship has attacked us?”
The alarms dropped to an annoying buzz. Shaylon glanced at Maverick over her lekku as she continued working, her green skin was taking on a sickly orange hew from the emergency lighting. “No idea but no doubt they’ll hail us soon.”
Maverick slouched back in his chair, “If they don’t blow us up first.” With a heavy booted foot he swung the chair around to face the cockpit exit. “Do what you can. I’m going to go play with our new friends.”
He staggered to the aft turret bay where Nell and Dess were arguing as usual.
“You do know we’re under attack?”
The Devorian twins stared at each other dumbly for a moment. “Nah boss, when’d that happen?” Dess sniffed.
Nell slapped Dess up the back of his horned head, “Does it matter? We get to shoot the new disruptor cannons.”
Maverick gave a lopsided smirk, “Now there’s a good idea. Shove to it.”
The Devorians thundered off to the other bays and Maverick was warming up the system when Shaylon’s nasal voice sounded over the com, “I’ve managed to reroute some power to the sub-lights but as soon as I fire up they’ll be on us again.”
Maverick thumbed the modified disruptor cannon to life, technically the cannons were too large for a ship their size but Nell was one heck of an engineer. A powerful thrum sounded as the cannon charged. As soon as the green light pinged Maverick opened fire; a cascade of blaster beams tore through the blackness of space and hit their mark, “Frag, they’ve got heavy shielding,” Maverick muttered into his headset.
Nell and Dess’ cannons echoed Mavericks and shields quivered in response. Nell laughed, “Hit ‘em again and they’ll be down.”
**I'm up for a revival...**
Naya had never been to Mandalore but the place lived up to the image she'd expected. The spaceport was immaculately clean, with huge windows which displayed the elegant skyscrapers outside.
A hand grabbed Naya's elbow, turning her around. "Do you like what you see?" Cheln asked.
Naya was unsure if Cheln's question held a double meaning, "It's certainly an imposingly impressive place."
Her answer seemed to satisfy Cheln, "Yes it is. It's pleasant to be home." He turned and looked at Naya sharply, "However we have business that must be addresses very soon."
Cheln's communicator suddenly buzzed and he released his hold on Naya's elbow. He walked a short distance from her but she still caught enough of his side of the conversation to know that something was up.
"...yes I know I need to see the boss ASAP, however I thought I'd have some time to actually get to Teramine Tower," was the sentence that caught Naya's attention.
**sorry bub just woke up, will write more soon...**
As Rogan drew closer he realized he was not dealing with hooligans but a ragtag bunch of pirates. "You have got to be fraggin' kidding me!"
Two blue twi'leks were the closest of the bunch of mongrels trying to actually steal his herd. Rogan had always been a great shot, at one point he'd even considered trying out as a sniper but his bad business decision had put paid to that idea.
Again he pulled the dewback to a stop and took a moment to line up the shot. The speeder bike was moving fast but it was tracking in a straight line. Rogan fired and scored a shot to the twi'lek on the left, he tumbled off the speeder bike while the other cast a brief glance at him.
Rogan didn't have time to line up the second twi'lek. The speeder bike was far too close and Rogan realized how exposed and alone he was. Cletus was taking pot shots at the human riders but only managed to hit one of them.
"Damn it," Rogan cursed as he pulled out his blaster pistol and began firing rapidly at the second twi'lek.
I'm currently enjoying The Blacklist and Agents of Shield.
I love the depth of character with Red from The Blacklist. I want to keep watching to know more. While Agents of Shield is just fun.
Agreed Ralin, I tend to ignore a lot of the new perspectives of Star Wars in a lot of things. It really ticked me off that a number of books written between the old and new trilogies were ruined (eg Jedi not marrying and having kids - the novel Children of the Jedi is sudden nil and void etc).
Plus the changes to Jaster Mereel - so damn confusing he was originally Boba Fett pre-bounty hunter days, then he's a totally separate Mando - grr! It may as well be random fan fiction.
KOTOR was the one thing that was awesome!
For memory I just remember thinking the voice and sayings were lame. Plus the accent sounded put on (no one ever gets an Aussie accent right - they're pretty crap with New Zealander ones too).
This in turn drew the wrath of Hungry Hippos, who had been secretly living in the guise of hutts.
Rogan grit his teeth as he rode his dewback hard. The trouble makers were so intent on his herd that they hadn't noticed him coming. Rogan would have loved to have thrown a thermal detonator at them but it would scare the herd and cause more trouble than it was worth.
Of course the mongrels were on speeder bikes. Rogan pulled his mount up and lifted his rifle, he lined up one speeder bike and took a shot. It managed to hit the rear housing of the speeder bike, destroying its delicate balance. The damaged speeder bike suddenly careened out of control and smashed into the speeder bike beside it.
The remaining eight slowed down. Confusion was plainly clear on the riders faces. It didn't take long for them to draw their blasters and scan the surroundings.
Name: Rogan Metzel
Species: Human (originally from Corellia)
Appearance: Tall with dark hair. He has a muscular frame from hard labour, his skin is darkly sun-kissed and lined around his eyes. His clothes are practical and worn.
Brief History: Young love and the promise of “easy credits” brought Rogan to Concord Dawn. He was duped into buying a herd of dewbacks to breed for meat to provide to the locals – he was told they were an expensive delicacy on Concord Dawn. Turns out he’s only able to sell the meat to a few local taverns and lower class restaurants. The young love of his life, Vivan Trenton, dumped him as soon as the money ran out and took their two children with her.
Rogan remains bitter and jaded. His dewback farm has been up for sale for over 18 months and hasn’t sold due to its isolation and constant raids – due mainly from bored locals or Devaronians.
The shadows from the daunting cliffs were growing long as Rogan surveyed his property with a pair of micro-binoculars that had seen better days. It was the time of day that generally brought trouble. He’d already lost two dewbacks to local thugs who enjoyed scaring the large beasts into stampeding through the dry basin.
Rogan’s stubbled jaw clenched as his ire rose. He was sick of this place and yet he had no way to escape without selling this damned land.
He turned to one of his two jackaroos, yet the only one on shift, “Cletus, have you got that blaster sorted?”
The gnarled old jackaroo sat slouched in the seat of his dewback saddle, “Yeah boss, but it don’t have much charge. There’s dust in places there shouldn’t be dust.”
Rogan listened to the slow drawl from Cletus. The man wasn’t his first choice in employee, but pickings were slim especially when Journeyman Protectors were recruiting again. That bastard Lenovar always managed to steal the only decent employees Rogan was ever able to hire. Speaking of which, he’d heard the mongrel had taken a number of poor saps to The Adjudicator’s Seat for training. Rogan wondered how many were dead.
His musings were interrupted by the caterwauls of incoming trouble. Raising the micro-binoculars, Rogan spotted at least ten trouble makers heading their way. “Here they come, Cletus looks like they’re sporting shock whips.”
“I’ll set the blaster to stun,” Cletus said as he fiddled with the weapon.
“You do that,” Rogan growled as he kicked the sides of his dewback. “I’ll take them from the right flank, who knows, maybe Lenovar might bring one of his rookies down to play.”
Well we've had the Jedi Path and Book of the Sith, now there's the Bounty Hunter Code. It's definitely going on my Christmas list:
Hi Gojan, it's been a long time. Although I can't talk as it's been ages since I've been on. Would love to RPG, though I might be a bit time poor at the moment
**Sorry for the delay!**
Naya seriously didn’t want to join Deathwatch, but she suspected that her only possibility of escape was by gaining the Mandalorians’ trust. That was not going to be easy under any circumstances. However the likelihood of having Vren come to her rescue was probably pretty low.
As much as Naya liked the idea of Vren helping get her out of the situation she was in, she wasn’t about to throw all her hopes on it. She’d been a slave long enough to know that the only person she could depend or rely on was herself.
The ship was into its final descent when Cheln returned briefly. “So have you made up your mind?” he asked.
Naya nodded, “Yes. I’ll help your team. What can I say, the idea of playing with ultra-blast is just too tempting.”
Cheln smiled, “I’m glad to hear it. I’ve got to go back to the bridge. We’ll discuss the op more when we land.”
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