THIS IS MY ENTRY!
Some stellar bad@ss Sith Lords guys! I had been mulling over a new custom for a couple weeks. I wanted to create a Trandoshan/Saurin Sith Lord. And lo and behold I saw this awesome contest (thanks Spry!) and I knew that this was the perfect place to unveil the new figure. However, I still had to build him.
Using Bossk's head and Hrchek Kal Fas's hands (Bossk's don't pop off his body without damaging it, and his arms are waaaay too long). Next I knew that as a Sith and a Saurian (a double dose of bad@assery) he'd need a unique weapon. I was putting some things away in the barn when i found a broken Sandtrooper Electropole and a skull from an old Dalsim Streetfighter figure. Finding these two items set my imagination going in overdrive.
Before the rise of the Galactic Empire, Chask Ral Hnurr came of age in a Saurin Slaver clan, preying on the waeker species of the galaxy and selling them to the highest bidder on the black market. An exceptional tracker and possessing incredible skill with seemingly any form of weapon, Chask, it was apparent, would be the next leader of his clan. When the Saurin slave ship he served on attacked and disabled a Wookie transport freighter his crew mates prepared to make some easy credits. The unsuspecting Saurins boarded, not a Wookie craft at all, but a Sith Lord's Marauder transport that was broadcasting forged Wookie transponder codes in order to avoid detection. or perhaps to lure Jedi craft into their maw. Never the less the Saurin slavers were dead before the Sith Lord's saber met them in the airlock. Having remained behind during the raid, Chask suspected foul play when his comrades' comms fell silent one by one. He suited up, and proceeded cautiously through the ship only to find his crew mates' corpses littering the decks. They bore wounds unlike any he'd seen before--a powerful yet precise weapon had been used to dispose of the Saurins. It was on the bridge that the Sith Lord's apprentice got the drop on Chask. Or so she thought. He inhaled the acrid smell of charged ozone, "an energy weapon" he thought and then she was upon him. The apprentice, clad in a tight black catsuit, her dark hair hung limply in a loose ponytail. Wisps of black hair traipsed, wet with sweat, in her eyes. Her grimace was that of pure malice. Saurins, born predators, hunters, and trackers, had honed their battle hardened instincts for generations leaving little room for ego. They were unlike their Trandoshan cousins in that they were not possessed by the need for glory. Instead they pursued their foes with calm calculated tactics and derived their greatest pleasure from asserting their role as predators. Chask felt her bloodshot eyes piercing the back of his head. He heard the joints in her legs as they propelled her forward, her arms raised her saber above her head ready to strike. As if reaching out to catch a Krasss flyer--an insect delicacy native to the Saurin homeworld of Durkteel--Chask, in one fluid movement unsheathed a thin serrated blade and let his body fall backwards. before she could think to bring the glowing red blade down the Saurin fell back against her, toppling her to the deck, the momentum of his movements stealing any balance she may have had--any amount of focus. A single blossom grew from her chest--the hilt of Chask's blade,. As he regained his footing, Chask removed the blade from the human female's chest and cleaned it on the leg of his flight suit. His nostrils twitched as he picked up the scent, amid the blood and ozone, of a Devaronian standing over him. "Impressive. Most impressive. Such skill with a blade. And so strong in the force." Darth Lokus intoned with a sinister toothy Devaronian grin. Recognizing the dormant force powers within Chask, Darth Lokus made him his new apprentice, as was the right of the one who killed his former student, and began to hone Chask into a deadly razor sharp instrument of destruction. Chask would go on to learn all he could from Darth Lokus and kill his master in single combat. Thus becoming Darth Jurassus. As Darth Jurassus, Chask has slain thousands of beings and laid waste to countless towns on a hundred worlds. A being of pure dark power, he wields his Shi Ogama (Death Scythe) saber as he cuts a swath of death and destruction through the galaxy. He is one of the only Sith Lords to not be pursued by the Emperor or Lord Vader, he is considered to be too dangerous--a power on par with a natural disaster. He still carries many blades and daggers hidden on his person, as well as a standard lightsaber with a red blade and a hold-out blaster. In true hunter's fashion, Chask has affixed the helmets of some of his defeated foes to his Scythe. Among troopers, dngerous criminals, fugitives, slavers, Rebels, Imperials, Jedi, and Sith, he's even killed Mandalorians!
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DSC_1901I had a blast creating Darth Jurassus! The Death Scythe is proabably my favorite part. The helmets of his fallen foes, pierced and spiked onto it. He's one mean lizard man! Good luck to everyone! Can't wait to see what else you create!
