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Match 11873 Thor vs. The Galactic Empire (Star Wars)


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Thor Odinson VS The Galactic Empire

 

The shimmering pastel rose of refracted light danced over her pale face, mixing with the pale orange of the dim candles. The concentrated iron deposits in this one of the four moons orbiting Epsilon 9, gave a distinct reflection and set the perfect ambience for any interstellar romantic getaway. The man’s broad shoulders towered over her slender frame as he rose to his feet, breaking the extended silence and made his way behind her chair.

 

“Mi’lady, I have pondered many a night on how to put forth these words that I have felt in my heart! I could feel them inside me, yearning to be told and desperate for your ear to hear and to accept!â€

 

The well-build man with the blonde mane grasped each of the woman’s hands in his own and paused. His jaw clenched in intense anticipation, and even, as hard as it would be to believe for those who knew him well, fear.

 

“I… I would ask… that you, Lady Sif, join me in…â€

 

An obviously flustered employee of the resort restaurant rudely burst in through the curtain of the covered booth and interrupted,

 

“Excuse me! I regret to inform you that we have received word that an official military squadron has send non-negotiable demands that this area be cleared! Apparently…â€

 

The man paused and adjusted his neck-tie before giving the unofficial ‘scoop’ in a rapid yet muffled tone,

 

“Can you believe –rebels- have established an underground terror cell in this very city? I would... ahem... not waste too much time packing my bags, if you catch my drift... this place is about to get reaaaaaaaaal ugly!â€

 

The towering ruffian in the well-tailored suit glared icy needles at the interloper, and then smiled broadly, guffawing an irreverent retort, “My good man, get thee from my presence! I care NOT for the matters of this toy world, your ‘military’ and ‘rebel’ matters mean naught to me!â€

 

He turned back toward the pale woman with her flowing black hair and exquisite eyes. “What I meant to ask you was…â€

 

A thunderous explosion shook the resort’s reinforced bulkheads and caused several of the half-foot thick Plexiglas viewports to web over with cracks. The serving man had already left their booth and evidently he had not been joking about the aerial bombardment he had mentioned.

 

A flashing red pulse filled the room and panicked voices could be heard as the other patrons fled the restaurant, presumably for personal evac-pods.

 

The lovely Sif spoke with an exasperated sigh, “Well I guess dinner’s over, maybe we should think about returning to our chambers?â€

 

The towering Asgardian pounded his fist down on the table, shattering it easily into matchsticks, “Nay I say, I will not have my one time alone with you –ruined- by these constantly quarrelling mortals! I will attempt to reason with them, and hopefully they will prove receptive…†His voice lowered a notch, “…For their own sake!â€

 

“Thor Odinson, I know what it is that would have of me!†Sif spoke with a knowing gleam in her eye, “…and I would say this to you…â€

 

A powerful blast drove both of the unprepared pair to their knees as a wall of shrapnel and powdered concrete tore their elegant robes to shreds. Scorching flares of blue electrical flames shot from massive severed conduits and water and other fluids rapidly began pooling on the floor.

 

Through the choking dust and smoke, a metallic pod could be seen wedged between floors after having come to rest following its devastating decent and entry into the compound. With a hiss, an outline on the shell widened and became an elongated staircase down from the attack ship's fuselage.

 

A stunned survivor pulled himself bodily from a pile of cement fragments and stood quivering in terror as moving figures became visible inside the ship's doorway.

 

A pair of chrome-plated Imperial attack droids formed the flank guard for the troop detachment as they disembarked. Around twenty or more storm-troopers in full battle attire strode confidently into the room. At the rear of the procession came a towering, black-cloaked humanoid sporting a massive bionic weapon in place of his left arm and the insignia of a commander on his breast. He gave a rough bark and gestured toward the mauled survivor.

 

Within seconds the attack droids had grabbed the unlucky civilian and marched him to a nearby wall, holding each of his arms outstretched and helpless. A contingent of troopers lined up and executed a left face, raising their weapons toward the pinned captive.

 

Thor stepped forward into sight of the armored men and loudly interjected, “Now hold right where thee stand, I’ll not have an innocent man…â€

 

The commander looked Thor dead in the eye and gave a leering hiss, “Sergeant, on my command you will execute the rebel traitor! Ready… Aim… FIRE!â€

 

The captive shrieked as he was impaled by a half dozen plasma bolts and his upper torso crumbled into blackened ashes. The attack droids released the twitching limbs to fall to the deck.

 

The line of troops split in two and the commander strode forth with casual malice; his power in this situation was absolute.

 

“You may rest well in the afterlife rebel, knowing that your woman will be well… ahem… taken care of, in the hands of my men… It has, after all, been several weeks since any of them have known the caress of… female… flesh…â€

 

His voice was a whisper behind his ceramic face plate, yet the lust in his eyes was obvious as he reached forward and gently stroked the lady Sif’s cheek with his metallic gauntlet.

 

“If you value your life and the life of your men, you will not touch her again! Those who have not heeded my word in the past have gravely regretted their mistake!†Thor’s voice was grim with barely-contained fury.

 

The commander leaned his head far back and laughed a hearty and powerful laugh, “Did I say anything about touching her? She will be a slave to any and every desire that my heart holds! Once she is well-worn and used, we will simply eject her into the cold depths of space like so much unwanted refuse!â€

 

It was Sif’s turn to voice her thoughts now and she stepped forward into the commander’s personal space. “Only a fool or a madman would……. –daaaaaare- speak as such to the lady Sif! I fear that I must now teach you a lesson in how to address a lady!â€

 

The back of her hand lashed out and struck the towering commander square in the jaw sending him flying back, doubled head over heels, to strike the ship with enough force to send ceiling fragments cascading down around him.

 

The Imperial communicators were quite an effective tool for summoning reinforcements, Thor realized, as echoing impacts shook the ground around him. Four more drop-ships had landed, crushing the remains of the roof level with the restaurant floor. A pair of heavily armed Imperial gunships trained their missiles and cannons on the suddenly very self-conscious pair of Asgardians.

 

“Lady Sif, I cannot withdraw us to Asgard as of yet, it will be three days until the recent damage to the Bifrost Bridge has been mended! This leaves us in a somewhat dire predicament…â€

 

The cracked floor beneath them erupted into superheated gas as the air around them expanded explosively at temperatures approaching the surface of the Sun. The devastating barrage would prove strong enough to cripple even a God!

 

…Provided they had actually been caught in the blast.

 

The features of the tranquil beaches and gardens surrounding the estate, blurred and became a muddy blend of green and blue hues as they reached the upper atmosphere of Epsilon 9.

 

The Delta X-11 yacht had lain quietly moored for the past week. Their personal caretaker had been lounging about watching zero-G hockey and sipping Carnithyan trance-dew awaiting their eventual return with not the least amount of impatience.

 

The standard landing shuttle, having not been present, did not give the lethargic man any signal or time to adequately prepare for his employers’ return.

 

“Uh… I... I’d say, I trust you weren’t happy with the accommodations? Strange, I had heard nothing except excellent reviews…†He trailed off in a high-pitched somewhat nervous shrill as Thor and Sif’s steely gaze burned down upon him, “The mess I can explain… you see, there was a bit of turbulence caused by the atmospheric wake from the fleet over there, and it just scattered food and clothing EVERYWHERE!â€

 

“I care not at this time for petty troubles such as this ship presents… Have you not seen the villainous bombardment of the cities of this world below us?! I fear millions have perished at the hands of these marauding criminals who believe themselves some… authority in this sector!â€

 

Thor’s hand held his mighty hammer in his white-knuckled fist as a powerful ire brewed inside of him. He would wreak a fearsome justice upon this empire once he had returned to Asgard and brought word to his fellows of this grave injustice. In the meantime, he knew they were likely to be pursued, since his lady had struck an almost certainly fatal blow against an Imperial commander.

 

“My good captain, make haste and let us leave dock immediately! Guide us out of this system and plot a course for Deimos 4, yes, the trade station! I’d wager that the vast populace should provide ample sanctuary… and even a few opportunities to recover the remnants of our spirits while we wait on the portal to be restored… and justice to be wrought!â€

 

Thor settled into a comfortable chair and gazed in frustration into Sif’s dark eyes. Another wasted opportunity, one which had indeed been close to perfection. He didn’t know if the rage he felt was due to the fact of the atrocious slaughter he had witnessed… or, his heart felt the slight pangs of guilt… for interrupting his moment with Sif.

 

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The prosperous trading hub of Deimos 4 lay perhaps 0.3 parsecs distance from Epsilon 9, this meant a travel time of around a day and a half.

 

Thor and Sif waited restlessly for the journey to end, as the crackle of sub-space news-comm informed them of a massive Imperial victory which had culminated in the capture and execution of several ‘most-wanted’ rebels. Apparently, the remnants of the psychological and biological terror group known as the 'Jedi's had been slain in a aerial droid ambush. An empire-wide period of celebration and ceremony was henceforth instituted, to be known as Consolidation Day. The Galactic Empire seemed to have entered its golden years of triumph and power.

 

The evening passed without incident and as the Asgardians awoke from a fitful slumber. The view on the ship's screens collapsed from exaggerated streaks of light-speed visuals into the breath-taking view of the planetary system they now approached.

 

Deimos 4 had begun as a modest mining colony and after countless centuries had evolved into something much grander. All mineral elements of the slightest value had been siphoned from the deserted sphere and used to construct a massive orbital shell, stretching like a steel spider-web across the golden glow from the planet’s surface.

 

At around 30 degrees north of the equator, the shadow of the main citadel fell on the scorched sands. If the orbital construction had resembled a web, then this was the spider which called it home – A massive, mobile fortress the size of a continent, crawled on squat, gleaming legs and thrust its various antennae into deep space gathering and emitting a non-stop ocean of data. Like a cloud of gnats around its head, a flotilla of various trade and security vessels weighed at grav-anchor, waiting eagerly their turn to load or unload their cargoes from the spider’s belly.

 

Thor’s eyebrow rose in a modicum of blustery boyish modesty as he and Sif disrobed before slipping into the tight fitting planetary-mandated garments – flowing white togas and a syntha-silk torso-glove.

 

The identification chip embedded in the garments allowed for uninterrupted surveillance of all occupants aboard the station. This was to ensure no contraband, armor, exotic or questionably-appropriate dress was worn about, and to expedite any transactions since the data chip was interlinked with all visitors' banking data upon embarkation.

 

Upon authorizing the small docking and processing fee, the yacht was embraced by the strands of the outer reaches of the web and a swarm of toaster-sized service bots commenced with the complementary cleaning and refurbishing of their vessel.

 

A transparent umbilicus eased into the airlock with a snug click and the smiling pair crossed the crystal clear walkway, hearts light with the prospect of this new and elegant setting, despite their recent troubles.

 

The entry hub was jammed with lower-caste merchants attempting to snag last minute shoppers as they ascended the gleaming white, twelve-lane street which ran diagonally downwards into the glowing belly of this quadrant of the monolithic station.

 

Thor and Sif pressed through the crowds and finally exited the busy boulevard onto a gleaming blue catwalk which seemed to lead towards a less hectic area, some sort of exclusive dining establishment.

 

“Thor… I do think that since we have ample time to spare before we return, that we should make best of our… er... predicament... and do a little shopping!â€

 

Thor smiled, he did not mind accompanying his lady, for her beauty was great and it livened the maddeningly dull prospect of following her to act as her personal beast of labor.

 

“Aye mi’lady! Let me first quench my thirst with a brief draught… That undertaking on Epsilon has left me positively parched!†Drinking a hearty flagon of mead would further soften the blow of the tedium that was sure to follow.

 

Sif waved her hand dismissively and left to inspect the wares of an elegantly dressed insectoid merchant who seemed to be offering exquisitely detailed, life-size statuettes. Thor grinned and pushed his way into the rough and smoky barroom floor and made his way to the counter. “Ahhh I see that you have a quite imposing offering of meads! I may have to sample several to know for certain what is best in this unfamiliar city!â€

 

Six overflowing tankards later, Thor laughed aloud and tapped the head of his hammer lightly on the bar counter, causing the entire room to reverberate. “I do indeed fancy this place, and mark my words… I shall return once my battle has been won!â€

 

The other patrons stood in awe of the golden-haired Asgardian as he regaled them with tale after tale of epic battle and conquest. He had hardly noticed the digits on the chronometer change, but a shrill scream snapped him to his senses mid-sentence.

 

“Ehhh, Sif?!†He heard the heavy clomp of armored footsteps and the door to the tavern suddenly burst from its hinges and a familiar figure staggered across the threshold.

 

“An… Imperial bounty hunter must’ve spotted me… I thought I’d go explore the city and I stumbled into his… trap…†She fell into his arms and his face reddened with ire as he held her close and raised his hand from her heaving breast – it was stained crimson with her spilt blood!

 

She shook and convulsed and he spotted a narrow adamantite shaft of some sort of magnetic bolt-thrower embedded in her back. A mild tug on the bolt didn’t move it in the slightest and he cursed aloud as he realized it was barbed, with the lethal end puncturing her aorta.

 

She convulsed again and spit up a strand of blood from between her lips. Her voice came slow and labored as her heart faltered in its vital task of pumping blood through her body, “I fear… that I have received a mortal… wound. Ahhhhh… It is fitting that... at least… at the very end... I should die with you! My only regret is… that you did not ever ask my hand in…†And with a crackling sound she shuddered and her eyes closed. Her body slipped from his grasp as he stood too shocked to catch her falling corpse. The blood continued to leak and pool about his feet and he started uncomprehending at the body of his beloved.

 

“Quite a good shot there, Bosck! Those railgun-crossbows pack a punch that could drop a Tyranian mammoth in its tracks, funny thing is she sure didn’t look like it’d take something like that to put her down!â€

 

A group of five figures stood in the doorway of the tavern; a reptilian; two armored humans; a droid and a heavy set Wookie wearing a fearsome breathing mask.

 

The drunkenness evaporated from Thor’s vision and his blood began to boil as he looked down at Sif’s motionless figure. “What… Have… You … DONE!?!??!†He roared and the five figures snapped into combat stances as the rest of the patrons simultaneously scattered for cover.

 

The air hummed with an ambient charge and small crackles of electricity jumped across tables and downs stool legs, charring some scattered papers as they drifted through the air.

 

The concentrated fire from the blaster rifles stung his chest as he expected, but had as much effect as a bumble bee stinging a charging grizzly bear. Thor’s left fist swung in a wide arc, ripping the droid’s head from its shoulders in a fountain of sparks and torn wiring. His hammer caught one of the humans squarely in the chest and the man flew backward leaving a thick misting of blood raining down upon the floor as his limp corpse flew the length of the catwalk to disappear into a tiny speck, falling miles towards the station’s core.

 

A thunderclap sent the other bounty hunters sprawling as the reptilian and Wookie struggled to arm their heavy crossbows, desperate to stop the rampaging warrior. Thor’s boot came down upon the reptilian’s skull, crushing it like a tomato. The Wookie fared no better as the enchanted hammer reduced its furry body to a bloody, smoldering ruin.

 

“Human… you would do well to attempt to… appease… my wrath…â€, Thor lifted the shaking man and held him at arm’s length above the yawning chasm stretching far below the catwalk.

 

“It was… it was an Imperial warrant! We were merely seeking a loathsome criminal wanted by his highness the Emperor… We didn’t know, that… it would mean this!†Sweat beaded the man’s face as he cringed beneath the burning glare of the thunder god.

 

“Can you contact the Imperial authorities? I would speak with them!†Thor demanded.

 

The shivering man nodded in the affirmative and hastily dialed a code on his comm-link. A gruff voice answered, seemingly angry at the interruption, “Theron, if you have come to negotiate price I will scrap your contract this very second! The officers of the Empire do NOT haggle with your thieving kind! And… I would warn you, failure might bring our full attention into certain episodes that you would rather leave…â€

 

The bounty hunter interrupted with a frightened yelp, “Sir.. We have run across a grave... er… problem, and I regret to inform you that my men and I can no longer continue in the service of the glorious Empire... because, well to be blunt, Sir... they’re all dead and I’m afraid…â€

 

His voice ended with a crack as his neck broke beneath Thor’s crushing grip. “All dead, and I, their quarry, wish to……. ‘negotiate’…†Thor clenched his jaw, subtlety was certainly not his strong point, but without coordinates for the Imperial home-world he could never hope to avenge his beloved.

 

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The gleaming white walls of the vast city-fort towered above the hostile and featureless snow-barrens below. Atop a protruding antennae tower, a handful of sentries monitored several receptors in the hopes that something would come along and break their monotonous work shift.

 

“Sector Seven, any sign of our fugitive?†The boxy, white-plated figure scanned the skies with his macro-binoculars searching for any atmospheric ion trail that would signify an approaching vessel from orbit.

 

“Sir, that’s a negative on that! I’d go ahead and say our boy’s likely a no show, sure he could handle a few rag-tag hunters... but challenging an Im… peer… yal garrison’s another thing entirely!â€

 

Another troop came up and offered some dried rations in exchange for his coveted desert portion. “Are you jokin’ me? I’d go ahead and throw that right away... no one here is going even want to touch that dried out…â€

 

A flicker of light passed in front of the dim face of an orbital moon and caught the first man’s attention. He squinted up at it, “That’s odd, looks like a meteor might have made it past the atmospheric safety web!â€

 

The scanners identified the rapidly plummeting object as a humanoid figure, somehow unprotected and yet undamaged by the intense friction of its entry.

 

“Base, come in Base! This is Sector Seven, looks like we have a positive match on your suspect... and you’re not gonna believe this… looks like he jumped out of orbit with no parachute!â€

 

The ground screamed up at Thor as the features of the massive parade field drew clear into his view. Company upon company of heavily armed troops, interspersed with heavy armored vehicles, awaited his landing. Word had travelled of this primitive Jedi-like being who could kill a man with his bare hands and seemed to enjoy a good shower of blaster fire – apparently the planetary division commander did not feel like taking any risks.

 

Thor hovered a few hundred meters above the field as the gathering of troops stretched out before him. His eyes darkened and clouds likewise darkened the land beneath him from the sun’s warming sight. He spun his hammer by its sling around his head and gestured towards a large, parked AT walker. A vast pillar of lighting seared the eyes of the legions as its glare burned bright across the snow. The AT walker vanished in a rolling cloud of fire no less than ten stories high, as the tiny burning figures of men showered down like blackened specks in the white snow.

 

The ground shuddered and rolled like waves on the surface of the sea as Thor slammed into the parade field with a mighty hammer blow. Utter chaos broke out, with the caped figure demolishing the gathered machines, lifting them up and hurling them in the air and sending swathes of lighting to cut through the panicked men.

 

An elite guard of hardened Sith Lords strode casually through the rampant melee. One of their number sent a wall of telekinetic force to swat the armored Asgardian out of the sky and he fell to the shattered ground. Thor stood and brushed himself off, the force bolt had been a minor annoyance, yet it had caught him off-guard, thus it had been able to forcibly ground him. No matter, he thought, now he could face worthy foes in a true contest of skill.

 

“You rampage has ended, creature!†hissed one of the Sith from behind his robes, “I know not if you be some lost Jedi that we somehow left unaccounted for… But it hardly matters! For your grave crimes…â€

 

Thor raised his hammer and shouted back, “MY CRIMES?!? I saw your men take the lives of the innocent! You took the life of my beloved on what should have been the greatest day of our lives… Doom take your eyes!â€

 

It was clear that neither side was interested in further negotiations.

 

The Sith Lords fanned out in a semi-circle as Thor gripped his hammer and moved forth with a purposeful stride.

 

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Every major Sith villain from all 6 (7?) Star Wars films has gathered to crush what they believe to be the sole survivor of the Jedi order, which turns out to be, in fact, a direly enraged Thor. If Thor makes it through all the gathered Sith, he must then face The Emperor aboard the Death Star to win completely.

 

Who walks away from this battlefield?

 

Thor

 

VS

 

Darth Vader, Darth Maul, Jango Fett, Count Dooku, General Grievous, Boba Fett, Asajj Ventress, Darth Plagueis, Starkiller and Emperor Palpatine aboard the Death Star as the Final Boss.

 

(PS: Thanks to BBJ for naming them, just to be clear!)

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Guest LoneWolf

I'm going to add some images in a bit, just have to take care of a few things at work. Fianlly finished this, it took about 3-4 hours. Rrrrrr keep seeing errors pop up everywhere... I guess that's what really takes the most time... fixing all the small mistakes I overlooked.

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Guest Lunacyde

Very good man. You blended in some humor very nicely, it was enjoyable to read.

 

"Almost certainly fatal" blow? LOL with Sif's strength that guys head would have burst like a balloon full of jello.

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Guest LoneWolf

Isn't she like 50 ton class? That's what I thought anyway... certainly fatal, not sure if explosively so though...

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Guest Lunacyde

Isn't she like 50 ton class? That's what I thought anyway... certainly fatal, not sure if explosively so though...

Well honestly Spider-Man is a 10 Class and even he should turn a human's head into what it looks like after you hit a watermelon with a sledgehammer if he didn't pull his punches. Then again this is comics, and your story so it's whatever you think man lol.

 

It's really not a big deal though, doesn't take away from the awesomeness of the story at all. I truly think this is one of my favorites I've read in a while.

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Thanks! =) Yea, it is movie versions of all/any Sith Lord in the Empire. The Rebellion is no more basically and they have all gathered to eliminate the last thing that stands in their way.

 

EDIT: I forgot to mention the Emperor as well. Disclaimer: I have never seen episode 1, the clone saga or the animated SW film, nor have I read any of the EU books. I was a big fan of the original trilogy when I was younger.

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Excellent story and a A for the setup. I feel sorry for those Sith Lords and Bounter Hunters. A pissed off Thor and one willingly to kill is something you don't want to go against.

 

Just so people know the major villains Thor would face is Darth Sidious, Darth Vader, Darth Maul, Jango Fett, Count Dooku, General Grevious, and Boba Fett. I don't know if people added to the Main Star Wars film canon included. If they are then Ventress, Darth Plaguis, and Starkiller are also in the match.

 

Either way a pissed off Thor won't hold back and will unleash some devastating attacks. Thor wins

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Incredible set-up, LoneWolf. I might be wrong, but I think that many masters of the force would find a way to incapicitate Thor or take advantage of the seething anger clouding his judgment. Some Sith would be horribly massacred first of course.

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If the Sith can Force-push and mindf*ck Thor into submission, then they can win, eventually. Although Thor would easily take out the Sith's back up.

 

And i have no idea what would happen if a lightsaber met with Mjolnir.

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I'm guessing the hammer can stand up to a lightsaber. I'm liking Thor for the win because the Sith aren't all together to gang up on him. They appeare to be lining up to fight him one at a time.

They are all attacking at the same time except Palpatine, who waits on the DS for the final confronation. I think this comes down to whether or not a light saber will gravely wound Thor, or if he can simply shrug it off.

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a pissed off Thor will tear through them like a hot knife through butter.

 

my i list the ways?

1)soul absorbtion

2)matter manipulation

3)God blast

4)space dump

5)a stirke from his hammer

6)a throw from his hammer

7)a punch from his fist.

8)a kick

9)Lightning

10)an earth quake

 

and all of this while moving ftl or from space.lol

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Running late on commenting again...

 

Anyways, great set-up, LoneWolf. I thinking Thor's on a totally different level of power from the Sith, though, even with Palantine. From what I've heard, none of the Sith have ever moved a planet-sized creature or been in the presence of a supernova with no ill effects.

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This set up was epic. Well done. Anything but an "A" would be a horrible injustice.

 

As for the match, I'm glad you put so many guys on the Empire's side. One on one, Thor would blow through the Sith like one rips tissue paper. Together though, they'll be able to put up a much better fight. If they calculate their attacks and their mind tricks do ANYTHING to Thor (and I mean, ANYTHING. Like even if it's just a mild headache or a bloody nose, it's something), then they'll last a round or two. Having said that, the Sith are all mostly ridiculously egotistical. Sure, some are cunning in a bad guy sort of way, but I'm sure Grievous or Maul won't get mistaken for Einstein any time soon.

 

Thor will be staggered by the sheer number, of course, but he's battled massive numbers of bad guys before. From all of Loki's schemes, to just every other day Frost Giants, Thor can handle numbers. Since the Sith don't have anything to keep Thor down, they'll all get a nice taste of enchanted hammer to the face. After all, while Thor can take some damage, I don't see any of the Sith surviving more than a single hammer hit.

 

Thor ftw.

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Match Final Results

USER RATINGS

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A Brilliant.

A Excellent story. I enjoyed it very much.

A Nice! Watch the grammar errors, though. Many more would've earned this a "B" from me instead of this "A".

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Thor: 40

The Galactic Empire (Star Wars): 16

FPA: 4.0

 

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Guest LoneWolf

I should have used EU version it looks like, since most people are saying Thor can own easily in this match. Only thing is that I'm not very familiar with it and it sounded very overpowered from what I have heard. Thanks to everyone for the thoughts and opinions!

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Guest force_echo

I don't know why everyone thinks Lightsabers are God Swords that can cut through anything. Just because they do that in the Star Wars Universe doesn't mean it works like that in any other universe. The lightsaber is just a blade made of focused plasma, the fact that it can cut through so many things is a statement of the strength of the materials of the Star Wars Universe, not of the blade's efficiency.

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Guest Lunacyde

There are also a number of materials lightsabers cannot cut through in the Star Wars Universe, for example Mandalorian Iron or Cortosis. Furthermore the thicker, denser or more durable the material the longer it takes. For example how long it took to cut through the blast shield doors in Phantom Menace.

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Guest mrpeace

o.k. this is my first post, so bear with me. I don't think that thor will just walk through all those sith lords witout a fight, but imagine what happens when he get to siddious and the poor old bastage tries to throw force lightning at thor. It smells like some sidious er i mean seriouse BBQ to me. :)

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Welcome to electricferret, mrpeace. It's good to see you're enthusiastic on commenting on matches, but this one's over a month old, and the final results have already been decided. See?

 

Match Final Results

USER RATINGS

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A Brilliant.

A Excellent story. I enjoyed it very much.

A Nice! Watch the grammar errors, though. Many more would've earned this a "B" from me instead of this "A".

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SCORE

Thor: 40

The Galactic Empire (Star Wars): 16

FPA: 4.0

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