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"The planets are aligned, the time has come gentlemen..."

Four men sit apon four chairs. The night sky falls apon them, and although they don't realise it, night is apon us.


"Hail Brother Ant." SHEEPY said. "What does thou bring us in this time of woe?"

"Hail Brother." Ant replied. "I bring news of a game."

"What game is this you speak of?" Said I.

"It is the one true game. The one that will bind us all." Ant reached into his sack, and withdrew thy press release.

"It is what I've always dreamed of, and yet, my dreams never seem so real." Said I.

"It is of true beauty." Said Ant.

"An online RPG?" Inquired Snipe. "What's so good about an online RPG?"

Ant and I gave Snipe an evil look.

"You do not see the whole picture, misguided one." I remarked.

"Certainly not." Ant stared at the game again. "Lord Lucas would not be pleased to hear of such blasphemy."

"Lord Lucas? What the hell are you lot blabbing on about anyway?"

"Behold. The Star Wars Online RPG is being developed, and you can now sign up for the beta testing."

"I shall not wait to do so. Goodbye gentlemen." Said I.

Snipe continued to argue with Ant and Sheepy well into the night, until Ant withdrew his +5 attack Lightsaber, and Sheepy attacked Snipe with his +15 force grip.

Four men shouted at the fifth man...

"You nearly killed us all! That wookiee was far too cramped to do something as stupid as that!"

Sniper replied. "Look, I promise you, I didn't fart! Really!"

Everybody ignored Sniper as they ran down the corridor, after sucessfully getting the radio communication to Leia, who was already aware of the battle taking place outside her window, which she was very thankful for being told of.

"Do you think she was being sarcastic?" FM said.

"Perhaps we should have really thought it through before sending her a radio signal..." Grix said.

The four that were still concious waited.

The Mini-Webbidrone's had managed to lock the radio room out of reach of the heroes, and had managed to create a force field, which the door was covered with.

"Plot has advanced a bit hasn't it?" Sniper noted.

"It's a quick running story." FM mentioned.

After Sniper threaten to shoot everybody, after Ant suggested using Sniper as a battering ram, and everybody agreed, they decided on the more approritate approuch.

"A giant wookie." Ant said.

"No. A giant wookiee." FM replied. "It's two e's."

"And how exactly are we going to make a giant wookiee, anyway?"

"Cardboard. Then we all get inside, and hope that the creatures will take in the giant wookiee."

"Why? Do they like wookiees?" Sniper asked.

"...Well. I''m not sure. The worst thing they can do is eat us."


So they built their wookiee, and Grix woke up, and joined in the building.

"This is taking a lot longer than we expected..." FM mentioned...

"Sub plots do that..." Grix said.

"I think he meant building the wookiee." Said Ant.

"Oh, err... anyway everyone in the wookiee."


Night approuched... The doors opened... And the wookiee was accepted...

Grix, was dragged around the base until a wookie came and stomped on him. It cried out 'awwwwwwwwwww!!'.

Grix stepped forward, with his newly charged lightsaber...

He moved his finger over the on switch, but accidently switched the *vibrate* switch...

"CRAP!" Grix shook and failed all over the place as he fought the saber. "How do-o-o-o yo-ou-ou-ou t-t-turn-n i-t-t-t off-f-f-f!-!-!-!"

"BAHHHHH!!!" Grix fell on the ground, and was dragged away by his lightsaber...

"Good lot of use he is..." Ant said.

Commander FM pulled another Webbidrone from his lacerated leg and stamped on it.

"That's a Webbidrone!" he snarled. "And if you think you are going to watch a football match when we are up to our ears in trouble then you've got another thing coming!"

With that he grabbed a sonic grenade from his belt and pulled the pin, hoping the high pitched shriek that would follow would deactivate the mass of Webbidrones that were starting to pour all over the group....

What's a webbidrone?
I would join in but i'm on for a limited time, i'm off at 7 to watch the London Derby.

Commanders Ant, Sniper, Darkness and FantasyMeister pulled up their Snowspeeders in a flurry of ice and snow next to the dark grey building located on the edge of the iceflow. Commander Grix went straight into it because his hand was frozen to the throttle.

Having picked himself up and brushed himself down, he turned to the others and said: "Right Commanders, this is the secret communications base of Hoth, it was built by the Alliance for emergencies just like this. We have to get in, fire up the satcom and let Princess Leia know what's up."

"The door's locked!" yelled Ant as he struggled with the electronic keypad lock.

"No probs," smiled Sniper, unloading his laser rifle and blasting the 4" concrete door from its hinges.

They entered the dark stairwell that would lead them downwards through 14 stories of reinforced concrete to the communications centre. There was a rustling sound coming from the level below. In front of them appeared the most heineous vision, a mass of fur and metal, with protuberances that looked like a cross between pincers and monkey wrenches.

"Watch out!" yelled Commander Darkness as the furry genetically enhanced Empirial drone came scrambling towards the group of heros, "It's a Webbidrone!"

The Webbidrone approached, flailing its arms about and striking sparks off the cold concrete as it got closer and closer.

"This one's mine!" yelled Sniper, pulling out his laser gun again. He strode down the steps and struck the Webbidrone across its back, opening it up and allowing it to spew forth a multitude of mini-Webbidrones, each one a miniature copy of its parent, each one intent of destroying the intruders........

As the commanders headed towards the snowspeeders, more BOOMS were heard.
Darkness got their first, and zoomed off straight away. He was the best pilot, and he controlled his snowspeeder with brilliance. He was already in the distance as the others got to their speeders.
BOOM!!!
"Let's go!" FM shouted.

"Oh, whoop-de-do." Sniper, of course.

The four men speeded towards what was just a minor mission.
Of course, they did not know what hell was to come...

Four men shivered.

"Why. Of ALL the planets in the universe. Did we come to Hoth?"

Grix answered Snipers question, with a shiver.

Since the accidental destruction of the Death Star by Sniper, the whole crew were promoted to Commanders. Still unsure of actually HOW Sniper had managed to destroy the Death Star, they gladfully wore their pips with honour.

Commander Antillies to see you...

"Antillies?" Questioned FM with a suprised look on his face...

"Sorry... bit of snow on the paper. Ant. Commander Ant."

Ant entered the room.

"There's trouble. We believe some probe droids have landed on the surface." Ant said, as he made himself a tea.

"When do we leave?" Inquired Darkness...

"As soon as possible." Ant spoke between sips of tea. "We can't take any chnaces."

"Hang on." Sniper seemed confused. "We are leaving, because one poxy Probe Droid has landed on Hoth."

"Two." Ant said.

"OH! TWO!!" Sniper stood up. "Well that makes a whole lot of difference. Why on earth don't we just paint the building white?"

"Eh?" Said FM.

"White building in snow. They wouldn't be able to see us!"

"Nah. Wouldn't work. Not enough action." Grix stated.

"Oh, right." Sniper seemed confused...



BOOM...

"They're here. Lets get to our snowspeeders gentlemen." Ant rushed out of the corridor.

VERY GOOD! I have just read them all, I particualry like the Darth Sheepy.

HA HA HA very good!