"Kryptonian vs. Sith" -- Claire -- PG-13

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Title: Kryptonian vs. Sith
Author: Claire (LucyLaneClarkKent4vr)
Characters:
Peet-El -- Kryptonian
Darth Peet -- Sith
Rating: PG-13 (funny, comedy, action)
Warnings: Be prepared to laugh your butt off!!
Summary: Basically, this is another funny, comedy-style story about my avatar. They are identical twin-sisters, in the visuals of Amanda Peet, *hence the group names* and these are two identical twin-sisters, who are both completely opposite of each other, and love to harass each other around. I have two sides of me that always makes me have to compromise. Peet-El is the innocent good Kryptonian, and Darth Peet is the sarcastic bad Sith. Otherwise, enjoy another funny script-like story from me!! :D

Time -- September 10th 2009.
Weather condition -- Overcast, thunderstorm, and warm.
Place -- New York City, New York, USA.

The view goes into an alleyway, as lightning and thunder control the skies. One person, who is about 5'6" with an athletic body built, having river blue eyes, with long below-the-shoulders dark brown hair, with bangs going below the eyebrows, and wearing a pair of expensive golden hooped earrings, a heart-shaped necklace, a wrist watch on the left hand, clothing consisting of a white blouse, a medium blue jacket, wearing faded blue flare jeans, and blue, black, and white runners. She is just walking down the street, and finds something to do there. She comes around, and flies up, and leans against a wall of one building, sitting on the rail of the balcony rial, up above. She looks down observing the pedestrians below her. She smiles at them, but alert to see if she has to correct any crimes here.

Within that same alleyway, walks along another feminine figure. She looks just like the other feminine figuring, sitting on that rail. She is about the same, but having red eyes instead of the blue ones the other woman has, but with a dark red v-neck vest, a black leather jacket, faded dark blue flare jeans, and white, black, and red runners. She is walking about, and sees something she could do to kill some time. She sees a little human out there, and is about to clench her hand into a fist, till the other woman, up on the rail, sees her, and flies down to her, and says...

Woman 1: Peet-El, reporting for duty!
Woman 2: Oh no you don't you foolish Kryptonian!
Peet-El: I'm not the one whose foolish here, Darth Peet!
Darth Peet: Oh yes you are! No duties for YOU today!
Peet-El: I always have to make duties, regardless if you like it, or not!
Darth Peet: Don't make me have to use my abilities on you, sis!
Peet-El: Then we'll make a compromise: You don't use your powers, then I would...
Darth Peet: Then you would... *?-head*
Peet-El: Then I would give you all the Mountain Dew you want...
Darth Peet: Sounds squared to me, but nope. No chance for that! I need some fun here!
Peet-El: Oh no you don't!
Darth Peet: Oh yes I do! *upward kicks Peet-El* Take that, sister!
Peet-El: *dodges the kick* Too slow for your Kryptonian other half huh!
Darth Peet: Ugh, you are one tough Kryptonian!
Peet-El: You bet I am! *gets into Karate Style Pose*
Darth Peet: What, you think your Kung Fu tricks or going to work on me?!
Peet-El: If it means I have to straighten you out, then sure! You've got it!
Darth Peet: Well, then... I'll improvise! *brings out a red light-saber* This will make you think twice!
Peet-El: *smirks at the light-saber* You think that would work on me?!
Darth Peet: Well, I do have to try it, don't I?!
Peet-El: Ugh, you're a mean sister to me!
Darth Peet: You know you love it, hon!
Peet-El: You're so weird!
Darth Peet: Look whose talking here?!
Peet-El: Okay, no more Mountain Dew for you, then!
Darth Peet: Then no more Pepsi for YOU, then!
Peet-El: Then bring it on, sis!
Darth Peet: *lashes out her light-saber* Take this, fool!
Peet-El: *dodges light-saber, and uses her eye-firing ability*
Darth Peet: *reflects the eye-firing ability* Ha, that's what you call "incompetency"!
Peet-El: I'm not incompetent!
Darth Peet: Oh really? You sure seem like it, so far!

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Peet-El: You know I'm going to kick your butt!
Darth Peet: Oh really, now? Not if I kick yours FIRST!
Peet-El: Try me, sis!
Darth Peet: Well then, here we go! *upward kicks Peet-El in the chin* Take that you fool!
Peet-El: *staggers backwards, but regains posture quickly* You know, I'm a Kryptonian, I don't feel pain... *smirks*
Darth Peet: *smirks back* Siths don't feel pain either!
Peet-El: I guess we're going to have make a compromise... You know how much I hate compromising!
Darth Peet: One of your weaknesses, I know...
Peet-El: *shuts up, then retorts* That isn't my weakness, come on!
Darth Peet: Really? Well, how is THIS for weakness! *grabs out a green Krypto-stone, and draws it near Peet-El* Here you are!
Peet-El: *feels her insides turning, as her back aches* Ugh, put that away!
Darth Peet: *smirks and draws it a little closer to Peet-El* Haha, you aren't getting anywhere tonight!
Peet-El: *gathers strength in her eyes, and fires out two beams at Darth Peet, knocking her to the ground, as the green Kryptonite is flung away* Not so smart, huh sis!
Darth Peet: You're going to pay for that, DEARLY!
Peet-El: Come on, show me what else you got!
Darth Peet: *rushes over to her and tackles her to the ground, and holds her hands behind her back* How is this for pain?!
Peet-El: *struggles* Get off of me, you freak!
Darth Peet: Aww, you'd call your own sister a freak... How sad is that?
Peet-El: *struggles again* Let me go!
Darth Peet: Nah, I could stay like this for the rest of the night...
Peet-El: *struggles more, then flips up backwards, and sends Darth Peet into a wall* Now whose feeling pain huh?!
Darth Peet: You are one incompetent Kryptonian!
Peet-El: You don't know incompetent!
Darth Peet: Oh, sadly, yes I do... *rushes over, and attempts to tackle Peet-El, but runs into a wall, falling backwards as stars float above her head* Ugh...
Peet-El: Kryptonians are fast in agility... You should have known that from the start!

[Pali]

Super cat-fight..........I like those :D

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Title: Kryptonian vs. Sith Part Two
Author: Claire (LucyLaneClarkKent4vr)
Characters:
Fast-El -- Kryptonian
Darth Fast -- Sith
Rating: PG-13 (funny, comedy, action)
Warnings: Be prepared to laugh your butt off!
Summary: This is Part Two of the "Kryptonian vs. Sith". This time, Darth Peet and Peet-El, are teamed up with two hyper, rowdy, and competitive teen twin sisters. They are JUST LIKE the younger versions of Darth Peet and Peet-El, they are known as Fast-El and Darth Fast! Visuals for both Fast-El and Darth Fast is... Alexia Fast! Fast-El is the "good Kryptonian" and Darth Fast is the "bad Sith"! Get ready, for some more "double trouble" nonsense! This Part Two will include some of K-site's own smileys!

A girl walks in, to observe the battle between Darth Peet and Peet-El, smirking lightly. She's about 5'7", slim body frame, dark long wavy-auburn hair, to her bottom chest, with river blue eyes, wearing some jewelry. She's wearing a dark blue military waist-length coat, a white dressy tank top underneath a light blue plaid shirt, black curvy-cut jeans, blue/white/black runners. She looks to Darth Peet, and is a bit miffed. She is tempted to go over and kick her butt silly. She touches Darth Peet's shoulder lightly...

Girl: Ahem... You're beating up my Kryptonian leader...

Suddenly, another girl about 5'7", with a slim body frame, having red eyes, long wavy dark auburn hair, to her bottom chest, with some jewelry herself, wearing a black military waist-length jacket, a dressy white tank top underneath a red plaid shirt, black curvy-cut jeans, red/black/white runners. She pounces on the other girl.

Girl 1: Hey, HEY! Let me go!
Girl 2: Oh Fast-El... You knew better than to taunt my Sith Master!
Fast-El: Let me go, and NOW, Darth Fast!
Darth Fast: *binds Fast-El's legs into a good hold* Oh no you don't, missy!
Fast-El: *distracts, and tosses a Pepsi can a far distance away* Hey, look at that! Flying Pepsi!
Darth Fast: *alert* Where, where?!
Fast-El: *points* Can't you see it? I thought Siths could use super eye abilities here...?
Darth Fast: *smirks, and knows of this distraction, but rushes over to retrieve the can of Pepsi regardless* Yipee! I'm in Pepsi heaven!

Fast-El: *proceeds to Darth Peet*
Darth Peet: What?! You again?!
Fast-El: *nods* Me again!
Peet-El: Oh sweetheart! My savior comes at last... *lets out a big sigh of relief*
Darth Peet: *peeved* You brought your little dear along... Only to get her pretty little butt kicked!
Peet-El: Oh no you don't! *super speeds to Darth Peet, but gets tackled by her* Hey! That wasn't supposed to happen...?!
Darth Peet: Ha HA! Now then, what to do with Fast-El... *brings out knife, Fast-El sees this*
Fast-El: *raises eyebrows* I'll be a good girl! :eek:
Darth Peet: That's right, you WILL be a good girl! Now then, the knife will go into here --- UGH!!! *gets tackled by Peet-El* What? You set me up, you little nuisance!
Fast-El: *smirks* Right, like you're no nuisance YOURSELF!
Darth Fast: *opens the can of Pepsi, and takes two good sips* Ah... Fresh taste of Godliness...
Fast-El: *happy her distraction worked well on Darth Fast* Ha HA! That's what ya get, Darth Peet! Double teaming up time, Peet-El!
Peet-El: *high fives Fast-El* You said it, sweetheart! Let's teach these Siths who is REALLY the master here...
Fast-El: *nods her head* Glad I could contribute! Now then, let's aim that knife another direction, shall we you --- *Darth Fast is done her Pepsi can, puts in a blue recycling bin, and tackles Fast-El* Hey! That was totally uncalled for!
Darth Fast: Incompetency... How it is just dull, huh Darth Peet?
Darth Peet: *smirks* You just embodied those Kryptonians with a true word... "incompetency"! Sweetheart, you are amazing! *goes all :rotfl: alongside Darth Fast*
Darth Fast: *looks under her legs to see Fast-El, trapped under there* Siths have the power to drink a single can of Pepsi, REAL FAST... Oh, FAST...
Fast-El: Wh-what?! Ugh, my plan backfired... That's no fair!
Darth Peet: *smirks* Whoever said things were "fair", darling? You'll get a hand to the face, and --- UH!! *gets sumo wrestler plummeted to the ground by Peet-El* No! You aren't going to get away, Kryptonian!
Peet-El: *smirks* Awe, come on sugar... Kryptonians... For the win!
Fast-El: Heck yeah, amen, my leader! *high fives Peet-El*
Peet-El: *high fives Fast-El back* You know I preach the truth, sweetheart...
Fast-El: Heck yeah, once again!
Darth Fast: *glares at both Fast-El and Peet-El* I triple dog dare you two, to umm... Uh... Hmm... Uhm... Go all around the world, and grab EVERY single Pepsi case out there!
Fast-El: *smirks at the "triple dog dare" Darth Fast dared her and Peet-El to do* Nothing we can't handle, let's go!
Peet-El: Right after you, sweetheart...

Both Fast-El and Peet-El, super speed all around the world and bring EVERY possible Pepsi case found, unopened. Putting them on the ground, in the whilst of a blur. Darth Fast and Darth Peet look at this, stunned, shocked, and jaws dropped ten feet.

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Darth Fast and Darth Peet look to each other, at all the billions of Pepsi cases on the ground, and smirks, devising a little plan here.

Darth Fast: Whattya say, Sith Master?
Darth Peet: Oh, yes! I like your thinking, my padawan...

Darth Fast and Darth Peet siphon out three quarters of the Pepsi cases in one, big, huge, GULP!

Darth Peet: Ah, yes... Pepsi is indeed the drink of the Sith Gods! *raises can up high*
Darth Fast: You said it! *raises can up high as well, they clink their cans together* Yup, Godliness... Here I come! ... Again!
Darth Peet: *sees her and Darth Fast polish off their cans, and put them in the recycling bin* Okay, sweetheart. Back to business!
Fast-El: Come on, try something! I dare you!
Darth Fast: Thanks for the dare, sis! Here you go! *pounces Fast-El to the ground, and slaps her face* Ha! That's for the distraction earlier, sis!
Fast-El: *centers all of her Kryptonian inner strength, and thrusts Darth Fast off of her, and tackles her to the ground, sending a rather big blow, as a fist to the face* Yeah huh! That's not going to work!
Darth Fast: Let me up, let me up!
Fast-El: *binds Darth Fast down* Uh uh... Payback is a freakin', well... yeah...!
Darth Fast: *channels her inner Sith powers, and flings Fast-El off of her* Aww, you can't even say that word, can't you sis?!

Darth Peet and Peet-El have their hands around each others' throats, and gazes at the twins teens duel it out, and give each other the *?-head* look, and look up to see a stand up there, and it's titled "The Peanut Gallery", and they both look to each other, nod their heads, and fly up to there, and sit on the front row, and eats some chips and dip, watching the teen twins try to rule each other out. Darth Peet hands over the Lays Ruffles Chips bowl to Peet-El, as Peet-El dips a chip into some French Onion dip, and the two older twins eat, and watch up from above...

Fast-El: You know better than to mess with the almighty Kryptonians!
Darth Fast: *smirks* Yeah, you're the one to speak!
Fast-El: You KNOW I'm always the one to speak! *grabs a 9 iron gold club, and puts Darth Fast into a balled position, and retracts the club, and whams it against Darth Fast* Fooooorrrrr! *Darth Fast gets flung up high into the air*
Darth Fast: Aaahhhhh!!! Ah hoy hoy hoy hoy...!
Fast-El: *shields her eyes from the Sun, and watches Darth Fast go high up into the air*

Darth Peet and Peet-El look way up into the air, seeing Darth Fast continuing to be flung up high into the air...

Darth Peet: Wow... She can really go up high here, huh sis?
Peet-El: *nods her head* Oh yeah...

Darth Fast: *comes back down, with a thundering punch to the ground* Yeah that wasn't very nice of you, Fast-El...
Fast-El: *laughs at how Darth Fast looks like now*
Darth Fast: *?-head and miffed* What?!
Fast-El: *doubles over in extreme laughter*
Darth Fast: *confused, but looks down, and realizes she's just in her red plaid shirt, and her white dressy tank top, and her now-replaced sandals* Oh dear! Not again! I just lost my pair of freakin' pants here!
Fast-El: *doubles over some more, and catches her sides* That's what ya get when you get hit by a 9 iron! Muahahahaaaaa! *chokes lightly*
Darth Fast: *thinks* If I eat all of my green vegetables, and pray real hard, maybe someone can come and give me a pair of freakin' pants!
Fast-El: *still in hysterics*
Darth Fast: Oh come on! It's not funny! You know how much I hate not packing in some freakin' pair of pants!
Fast-El: *continues this prolong laughter*
Darth Fast: *sees this as a valid distraction, creeping up to Fast-El slowly* Hmm...
Fast-El: Oh man! My sides are hurtin, sis!
Darth Fast: *about to deliver a good blow to her head*
Fast-El: *accidentally flings her arm and hand out, smacking Darth Fast to the wall* Haha... Oh you're such a delight here, sis!
Darth Fast: *grumbles lowly*

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Title: Kryptonian vs. Sith Part Three
Author: Claire (LucyLaneClarkKent4vr)
Characters:
Anne-El -- Kryptonian
Darth Anne -- Sith
Rating: PG-13 (funny, comedy, action)
Warnings: Be prepared to laugh your butt off!
Summary: This is Part Three of the "Kryptonian vs. Sith". This time, Darth Peet and Peet-El, are up with the crazy, rowdy twins, Fast-El and Darth Fast. But then, a new challenge comes into queue, as Anne-El and Darth Anne come in to clean some mess up, and both own their own corners. The corners are decorated with flat screens, chips, pop, and popcorn! These are like the MIDDLE AGE of the Fast's and Peet's. These two young ladies are the "Corner Referees" here, and are willing to put anyone, being super crazy, into those corners, causing more pandemonium! The visuals for Anne-El and Darth Anne are... Me! The authoress! Anne Claire McPherson! :) These two young ladies have no other choice, but to set the young twins straight, deal with the older twin women, but run into more problems than ever!

As Darth Fast is there without pants on, she curses and swears at her twin, Fast-El for doing this. Suddenly, she is tossed a pair of faded black flare jeans by a young woman. The young woman comes in, she's about 5'8", slim body frame, with long mid-chest-length dark red hair, red eyes, wearing some jewelry, a white denim jacket, a red turtleneck, black curvy-cut jeans, a white belt, black/red/white running shoes. Darth Fast slips the jeans on, and is happy to see her "older sister" around.

Darth Fast: Hey, Darth Anne! It's about time you showed up!
Darth Anne: You know... I think someone's been misbehaving here...
Darth Fast: *nods her head, and points to Fast-El* Yeah! She is the one who is misbehaving here!
Darth Anne: Tsk, tsk tsk... What am I going to do with you, Fast-El?

Darth Anne is about to approach Fast-El, but is tackled to the ground by someone, a "female" someone. She grunts at this, and retracts her body up, and gazes to "who" tackled her. Standing before her, is another young woman, about 5'8", slim body frame, with dark brown, mid-chest length hair, light blue eyes, having some jewelry on herself, wearing a white denim jacket, a blue t-shirt, black curvy-cut jeans, a white belt, blue/white/black running shoes on.

Young Woman: I cannot let you do that, sister...
Darth Anne: *gets up, and dusts her knees* Why, isn't it my lovely counterpart, Anne-El! Though, here to face her ultimate doom!
Anne-El: *scoffs a smirk* Oh really now, huh? Shouldn't your last line be directed your way? *gives her a taunting smirk*
Darth Anne: *growls* You're asking for it, sis!
Anne-El: *places hand over her hip, and extends an arm out, and waves her hand lightly* Come on... Come on, what are you waiting for sis?
Darth Anne: *gets ready* Waiting a second, before I send your butt to oblivion!
Anne-El: *taunts* Oh please! Do carry on!
Darth Anne: You bet I am! First, I need to get this ready... *brings out her big white glove, with a secret shocker in there* ...hey sis? I'm so sorry... Can you forgive me?
Anne-El: *nods her head* It's good to see you admitted to your wronging towards the Kryptonians. *is almost going to take the glove*
Darth Anne: *puts hand out* Put er there, pal!
Anne-El: *enticed, takes hand shake*
Darth Anne: And...
Anne-El: *takes the hand shake, getting zapped mortally* UGH!!!

Darth Fast looks to this, and doubles over with laughter. Darth Peet is choking up on laughter up in the "Peanut Gallery", falling off of her seat, and her stomach hits the ground, as she lightly smacks her hands on the platinum floor.

Anne-El: *looks like a crispy critter, but comes out of the cloud of smoke, perfectly in fine shape and smirks* Aww, sis... You think the "Put er there, pal!" move would work oh so relevantly on me? Shame on you...
Darth Anne: *jaw drops about ten feet, and looks to the big white glove* But, BUT! That was supposed to ---
Anne-El: *smirks lightly, and scratches her hair side-temple* Supposed to be meant for someone else? Yeah, sister... I agree with ya! Apparently that "someone else" does NOT appreciate 'em...
Darth Anne: That was totally uncalled for!
Darth Fast: *hollering to Darth Anne* Set her straight!
Darth Peet: *hollers down from the "Peanut Gallery"* Yes! That woman deserves a real slap in the face!
Darth Anne: *looks to Darth Fast, and up to Darth Peet, nodding her head* Oh, yes. Of course... The hand to the face, as usual, eh sister?
Anne-El: Oh come on! You aren't going to put a marking here!
Darth Anne: *scoffs* You want to bet on that one, Anne-El?! Come and give me all you got!
Anne-El: *nods her head* Now that I have your full permission on that, maybe I just will! *rushes over, but Darth Anne catches her, and makes a baseball bat materialize, and swings it into her gut* There ya go! Home run!
Anne-El: *is flown ten billion feet into the air* Ugh, I hate baseball bats! Nooooooo!! *echoes, echoes, echoes*
Darth Anne: Ah yes... Her weakness in sports...
Anne-El: *falls down, and lands with a loud "thud" on the ground, and right on her stomach* Ugh... Whew... *gets up, dusts her knees, and appears finer than ever* Baseball bats... Incompetent!
Fast-El: *applauds* You said it, A-Girl!
Darth Fast: No, THAT A-Girl isn't correct, fool! MY A-Girl is correct!
Fast-El: You wanna bet on that one, sis?!
Darth Fast: You couldn't even hurt a bug, lout...
Fast-El: *pauses, and sighs, nodding her head* Yeah, I wouldn't hurt a bug... But you'll be a grand exception here!
Anne-El: *sees Fast-El get ready to charge at Darth Fast, but catches Fast-El's waist lightly, and pulls her around* Oh no you don't, young lady...
Fast-El: *struggles in Anne-El's grip* Hey, let me at her... Let me at her!
Anne-El: No, you need some corner time, young missy...
Peet-El: Corner time?! YES! The best thing when it comes to the A-Girls...
Darth Peet: *whispers into Peet-El's ear* Can she really make corners here? The area looks like "2012" happen to it...
Peet-El: *sighs, nodding her head* Oh boy... But, it's not even December 21st, 2012 yet, sister!
Darth Peet: *smirks, and lightly flings Peet-El's body over the rail* Ha! You know you won't survive December 21st, 2012! Ahahahaaaa!