Enishi
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He alone is my rock, and my salvation; he is my fortress I will not be Shaken...
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Post by Enishi on Dec 6, 2005 2:02:15 GMT
*While Tira and Mira were busy taking care of Coruscant, Alastor and about 100 of the gang members were busy taking out Dantooine. Each wearing dark clothing, they all traveled across the plains in the moonlight's glory. 10 of the members were pouring gasoline into the river that fed water to the crops and that led through the fields. Another thirty, followed by Alastor, were busy making a trail of gasoline around capital buildings and estates to cause a chain of fire. The other 60 just poured gasoline around fields, crops, trees, etc. As the gasoline swam under the bridges and to the crops, the ten that were busy filling the river took a match and threw it into the river, making a large fire trail to the water supply and farms. Alastor and the thirty saw the flame and knew that was the signal. lighting their trails of gasoline, the flames spred to the buildings and to the grassy fields. The final sixty lit their gasoline making a big fire. The fires started to spred through out the planet, burning grass and trees and crops. Alastor and the others ran to an old abandoned mercenary camp and hid their with their blasters and speeder bikes for the flocks of people to come out.*
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Enishi
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Post by Enishi on Dec 6, 2005 21:34:12 GMT
*It was a matter of time before a activated droid woke his master, and the screams erupted. Dantooine men ran out of their buildings trying to escape the hell that came to the planet. But as they ran out, blaster fire erupted in all directions hitting the fleeing population of the ports and farms. The fires of the trees, estates, crops spread like the wildfire it was. Grass lit up, setting blazes of red spreading everywhere. Trees became pillars of hell as they dropped from their dead branches, burning leaves of death. The fields had the same reaction, becoming a sea of red, burning evil. Packs of kath hounds ran to avoid the burning pain that flooded the lush fields. Alastor laughed like a maniac, enjoying every scream or howl.*
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