Do you know who the best character(s) are in the original Star Wars extended universe?
Boba and Jango Fett. Now, I get that for people who've only seen the movies that fanning over a man who had 7 lines throughout the entire movie, one of which is 'aaaahhhhhhhh' does not seem particularly sensible, but if you read the books that are no longer canon then you realize that both Boba and Jango were stupid good, like top level that you can be while not being Jedi. Jango, was considered the best bounty hunter in the entire galaxy, was so good that he was contracted to and help build an army that was built after him.
And then Boba Fett, the single greatest Mandarlorian who ever Mandoed a Mandalore. Boba has gone face to face with Darth Vader on multiple occasions and walked away, could have killed Mace Windu on multiple occasions, sat across from Palpatine and blackmailed him, single handedly brought to ether the Mando people. He done crap and is the best bounty hunter ever.
Also, this fits in better as the idea of a rouge as well, thank you Xbox for giving me two of those, I had already read Waterworks but the other two were new and I enjoyed them, if you have any other good ones I would love to hear them.
Mandolore
I listened as Lung, the dragon of Kyushu spoke, I had originally intended for this night out to be my first, as a way to get used to Brockton while in my armor.
'The dragon just threatened children, and while we might disagree on wether or not your goal to become a hero is true Mando, I think we can both agree that killing children is not something we can let slide'
The rough and worn voice of the man who called himself Boba Fett, a voice of experience, and possibly insanity that I had heard ever since the locker.
'Agreed.'
'Besides, taking down the biggest Cape in Brockton, and one of the biggest in the world will definitely make your reputation as a mercenary'
'Fair enough. Shock and awe before he can ramp?'
'Shock and awe before he can ramp. I recommend rocket powered shoulder tackle, then flame thrower and a couple of thermal detonators, and if that doesn't work, finish it off with the 'special surprise'.
'Alright then. Lets do it.'
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Lisa watched in awe as the figure in the green painted armor shoulder checked Lung into the nearest alley wall, assisted by the jetpack on his back.
Actually a her, trained well, trained by expert, trained by assassin, wants to be a hero, trainer wants her to be mercenary, trainer talking to her right now
Lisa's eyes widened as a trio of detonations sent Lung flying out of the alley and into the street, followed by a gout of fire.
The woman in the helmet with a T-visor calmly strode forward, a slim, silvery gun held in one hand.
Armor a cultural affect and made out of stronger then steel material. Bullet proof. Laser proof. Not actually calm, an effect of training, can kill, will kill, does not want to kill. Gun in hand shoots shoots bolts of superheated plasma, like tinkertech, but not, can be reproduced.
Lisa's eyes widened just a little more as she paled, the woman calmly stepped forward towards the downed Lung, and without hesitation put a few laser bolts through his head, and then she paled even further as the helmets T-shaped visor turned to the rooftop where Lisa and the rest of the Undersiders sat, hidden but observing.
Has advanced sensors in helmet, knew they were there the entire time, guessed that Lung was referring to them, but wasn't going to take the risk, didn't want confrontation with big names this early on, irritated that we didn't help
Lisa winced, this person had just butchered Lung with minimum effort, she didn't want to get on her bad side, but trying to explain right now might not be the best idea. Better to talk later, out of costume.
Lisa turned around and gave a quick gesture to the rest of the Undersiders that had them leaving sharpish on Bitch's dogs.
There were no looks or mutters of disagreement, the fact that someone had just taken out one of the strongest capes on the planet, well, it was a little alarming to say the least, it was certainly enough to make a bunch of small time villains like the Undersiders want to be well out of the immediate vicinity of the person who did the deed.
Lisa, contrary to popular belief, had no problem admitting when she was outmatched.
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I sighed. She had known that the Undersiders were up there the moment she stepped ou into the street, but unlike Lung, I had no actual proof that they had, or were going to do something wrong, so I had been forced to deal with the more immediate threat that was Lung the gigantic rage dragon.
And I had done so with vigor. I sighed as I took of my helmet and shook out my long hair, rolling my sore neck. I might have triggered, but by no means did I get any epic powers, at most I was a brute one, and really the only other power I got was a voice in my head.
Granted the voice in my head was a highly trained killer from a parallel universe with incredibly advanced technology, but still. It wasn't even like I had anyone left to protect…
'You and I both know that wasn't your fault.'
'I know Boba, but it still feels like it.'
There was silence from the voice I considered my teacher and friend. I was pulled out of my self pity and rumination as the twin rumble from two motorcycles approached.
'Last chance to go masked, are you sure you want to do it this way?'
'Yes.'
'Very well then, good luck little vaa'rika.'
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Armsmaster and Miss Militia pulled up their bikes to a scene straight out of a war zone, bullet holes and divots from explosions gouged out of the brick work of the alley, and a corpse, that with a start Armsmaster realized was Lung, sitting next to it was a tall young woman, in some sort of green futuristic armor, and helmet with a t-shaped visor clasped in two gauntleted hands.
Armsmaster's halberd slipped into his hands as he pointed it armored woman.
"Are you going to fight me?"
The woman frowned as Miss Militia winced.
"If thats how the Protectorate treats new Capes, no wonder you heroes are so outnumbered. And to answer your question Armsmaster, no, I'm not going to fight you, considering none of you armor can stand up to a single shot form any of my weapons, it wouldn't be much of a fight anyway."
Armsmaster grimaced and stepped forward, his halberd coming to bare.
"Unknown Parahuman, are you the one who took down Lung?"
The woman's frown deepened.
"Yes, I did. He had stated that he was going to murder, and I quote, 'children', and while I know that our location isn't near any residential districts, I couldn't take the risk to let him attack whatever target he was aiming for, and so I attacked with enough force to stop him from ramping."
She gestured towards Lung before turning back to Armsmaster with the frown still featuring prominently on her slim, tired looking face.
"As you can tell, it worked. And for future reference, my cape name is Mandalore."
Armsmaster nodded, taking a glance at Miss Militia who was in the middle of contacting the Console, and shrugged mentally as he decided to follow procedure. He stepped closer and brought his halberd to bare at Mandalore, its edge beginning to hum and crackle with electrical energy.
"Mandalore, you are under arrest for the murder of Parahuman known as Lung, real name Kenta Hiyazaki. Divest yourself of any weapons and then lay face down on the ground."
Miss Militia cursed as she heard, too late too stop, Armsmasters demand. Mandalore on the other hand, just looked briefly taken aback, and then rather amused.
"So, I take down Lung, a threat that the Protectorate hasn't been able to so much as touch, and this is the thanks I get hmm? I suppose I shouldn't have held out this much hope/"
Mandalore shrugged to herself and slipped her helmet back on as the tension rose, Miss Militias ever present weapon switching to a heavy caliber rifle and then to a wicked looking knife as she stepped forward, her hands held out non-threateningly.
"Theres no need for violence Mandalore." She said, her voice soft and warm. "I just finished speaking with the director, and you are not under arrest, if you would like to come in to answer some questions, that would be very much appreciated, but you are not required to. However, I will ask that you answer some questions here and now."
Mandalore just shook her head.
"I thank you for the timely intervention Miss Militia, however, I don't trust Armsmaster enough for him to not try and start a fight right now. Instead I'll leave yo with this."
Mandalore reached into one her waist pouches and withdrew a slim thumb drive and tossed it at Miss Militia who caught it.
"That Flash Drive contains the video of my patrol of the docks for the night, as well as information you can use to contact me in an emergency or are looking to hire me. I might not be willing to be a hero if I have to work for him, but I'll still work with you on occasion."
Mandalore then nodded to Miss Milita, shook her head at Armsmaster who still had his weapon pointed at her, and then her jet-pack ignited and she flew off, leaving one very irate hero who turned to her companion, ready to curse him for his actions, but held off at the irate buzzing in her and smirked.
The Director wanted first crack.
End
So, explanation of powers. Taylor still triggered in the locker, but instead of bug control, she gets the voice of Boba Fett in her head, along with Brute 1 or 2, peak of human ability esque power. All her gear? Thats because Fett knows how to build all of his gear, giving her realistically a tinker 8 or 9 rating once she gets backing because all her technology can be reproduced, at the moment she is only a tinker 7 effectual.
As far as things like Beskar go, I really wanted to giver her a shaker ability where she can turn stuff into Beskar, but I couldn't think of a way to go about it.
Also a note for those who are curious, Va'rika basically means little one in Mando.
