Fiodis wrote:some action story about winning it in a high-stakes gambling session or something?
Actually.....
So there I was, at 13 years old, playing the original Battlefront. I was just minding my own business when out of nowhere, seven ninjas bust through the windows of my house! I grabbed my two plastic lightsabers that I always kept on my belt and fell into a Jar-Kai ready stance. They moved quickly and unpredictably, but I managed to clip one across the head with the butt of one saber and I took another out with a quick sweeping kick.
The three left started to overpower me in such close quarters, so I leapt out of the nearest broken window and started running. After a long parkour-like chase across tops of buildings and construction sites, the battle moved its way to Wal-Mart. Using the Force, I opened the doors in front of me, dashed inside, then turned around to quickly Force Pull the sliding doors together. Two of the ninjas managed to squeeze through at the last second, but the thrid wasn't so lucky. He hit the glass head on, cracking the glass a bit, then fell to the ground. He was out cold, but I didn't have much time to celebrate.
I ran towards the prodcue section, civilians screaming and leaping out of the way as me and the pair of pursuers dashed wildly across the store. There was a display case of oranges ahead of me and aproaching fast. I jumped, planted my foot on the lip, the soared over the display, pushing down hard on the case with my foot. Oranges tumbled across the floor, and the two ninjas slipped and rolled across the floor. But it only slowed them down and they were quickly back on their feet.
I was running out of energy. The ninjas started gaining on me. Continuing through the produce section, I headed straight for the wall. I ran up it, jumped back, and with a quick flip, I slammed my feet into the ninja right behind me. The force of the blow sent him flying into the cereal aisle, which inexplicably exploded as he hit it, like some sort of strange Power Rangers parody.
The final ninja and I stood face to face for a last showdown. I thought I had the advantage with my twin plastic lightsabers, but then he pulled out a metal rod, pressed a button on the side, and the two ends shot out to form a long, metal staff. After a short second's pause, the duel began. He came at me hard and fast, but I was ready, using a form of Soresu to block and parry every swing he took with minimal effort. He pressed his speed advantage, backing me up across the store and into the electronics section. But he was slowing, the attacks took too much energy. His swings came slightly slower, and he was getting sloppy. I took the opportunity to pull from my last reserve of energy into one final offensive. I blocked one of his swings, then using my second saber, I hit his staff on the other end, using his staff's own momentum to spin it out of his hand, then I kicked my foe into the video game section. He crashed hard into a row of computer games and fell to the floor.
Breathing hard, I walked towards my fallen adversary and picked him up by the shirt. "Who sent you?" I asked. He didn't answer. He just stared into my eyes with fear. I tried once more. "Why are you attacking me?!?" He shook his head. I threw him to the ground. "ANSWER ME!!" "We were told... You were still playing... An obsolete game..." He picked up one of the video games that had fallen off the display when he crashed into it and showed it to me. It was Star Wars Battlefront II. He held it out to me from the ground, and I snatched it from his hands. "Get out of my sight," I said, and he crawled back in fear, got up, and ran towards the exit.
Then, I walked up to the counter and bought the game. It was kinda strange walking out of the store when everyone was looking at me wide-eyed and in fear, but it's whatever...
And that's how I got my copy of Battlefront II. I'm almost looking forward to the day SWBF3 comes out, just so I can repeat the experience.
