cif i hate to sound like i'm trying to be a pain but really...........first off....
(STOP GODMODDING!!!)
Suddenly, a green blur flew out of nowhere, flying past serpington and landing between him and the younglings. Thatch stood up, breathing heavily with his saber drawn.
"Children... this man is no Jedi," he said, motioning to Serpington. "Don't trust him..."
He glanced past the snake at Caldif. "He's taken her hostage... nothing I could do... man was too strong... plus, he was pretty ticked off."
He sighed. "But despite what he thinks, the..."
second.....the only person that would know what's on the holocrons that's still alive at this point is the grand master. the only other one would have been the libarian a simple jedi, or even a jedi knight wouldn't be aloud toknow anything more than that they're sith holocrons, so grabing any of them at all would be just a blind snatch and grab, and all of them would of had some value and when you grabbed half of them you auto summoned a carry case you would have had no reason to have in the first place.......
Thatch chuckled to himself. "At least they never got the REAL holocrons," he thought, smiling at the slight of hand he had done, in which only a few of the ones the Sith stole were useful, and the most ancient and probably most vital ones were still safe.
Darth Fulgur smirked. "Perhaps you aren't as weak as i thought," he said, quietly. "And yet, still woefully ARROGANT!" On the last word, he unleashed his power, throwing the Jedi into a powerful whirlwind of Force energy. He sent lightning shocks through the vortex, then stepped back to load the Holocrons into a crash-proof hard-case.
Suddenly, Thatch broke free from the vortex and leaped at him. "Not arrogant," he said. "Just determined... and wearing a shock-proof suit of armor." He suddenly sped forward and slammed his fist straight into the side of the Sith's head, then stood between him and the holocrons.
It was then that he felt a disturbance in the Force....
"Caldif," he breathed, realizing the danger that the Jedi was in. He glanced down at the other man. "This isn't over, sir... but I am not the one to destroy you." Using the force, he grabbed the most important-looking Holocrons he could see, snatched up Lairya, and dashed away, slipping the Holocron into aenergy-and-crash proof case right before he forced himself and Lairya through the barrier. He gently set her down.
"Librarian, wake up!" he said, gently shaking her arm.
that last quote also has you auto addapting with your armour. and doing an unrealistic auto hit.
third, and what i have to say is one of my two 'favourits'. your attention to detail, the lack of which should have got you killed at least twice, and if not for me giving you chances rather than asking if i could just do it, it quite posibly would have..... here's a rather long example......
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serpington gethered the younglings around himself tightly, making it imposible for the jedi to attack him without the jedi making himself the the enemy to the scared children. cero trill aiming at him and waiting for a clear shot with the darts. "come now children, quickly. you'll be safe with me." he shot a look back at the jedi, smirking calmly.
(STOP GODMODDING!!!)
Suddenly, a green blur flew out of nowhere, flying past serpington and landing between him and the younglings. Thatch stood up, breathing heavily with his saber drawn.
"Children... this man is no Jedi," he said, motioning to Serpington. "Don't trust him..."
He glanced past the snake at Caldif. "He's taken her hostage... nothing I could do... man was too strong... plus, he was pretty ticked off."
He sighed. "But despite what he thinks, the..."
serpington was beyond caring at this point, grabbing the jedi who had stupidly got so close by the leg and pulling it out from under him with his hand like foot, stabbing one of his light sabres down next to the jedi's neck and staring at the other one "any one moves he gets sorter." looking down at the the one on the ground he moved the blade closer, letting him feel the heat as cero climbed onto his chest and latched onto his chest plate "you use the force on me, he explodes."
Suddenly, Thatch drew his lightsaber and drove it into Serpington's leg, then hit upwards, pucnhing him in the crotch. "ChhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaRGE!" he yelled, blasting Serpington into the ceiling. Getting up, he ran to Caldif's aid.
(Stop godmodding me!)
Serpington shifted at the last second, the jedi's sabre glancing along the side of his leg, catching the punch in the gut as his sabre tip slid along the jedi's throat, leaving. A long burn that was millimeters from lethal. Darth falgur's message was ignored as serpington got back up after being flung back, cero not being able to explode after all the kids run at the Jedi as he git up. Serpington hissed softly as his anger took over and he drew all four lightsabers,connecting the hilts to form two duel-bladed lightsabres instead of four singles. His pain was forgoten as he ran at the Jedi, mouth reaching to rip his throat out and two of the sabre points aimed for his armoured chest as he lept, force pushing himself forward faster.
that's all i can think of that just you need to tone down on before you can preach that all of us are godmodding. -_-