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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.
"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.
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FM stood there, bored. "What am I doing here?" he questioned himself. "I'm standing next to an annoying comm droid with a stupid name who can't speak English, waiting for...whatever to turn up and skin more Ewoks!!"
Suddenly though, there was a rustling in the bushes beside him.
"C-chea-PO, is that you??" FM asked nervously.
"Beep?" The comm replied, but it was right next to him, not in the bushes.
FM heard more rustling, and then the felt the presence of something next to him.
FM slowly looked to his left.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
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FM's scream carried to the other Jedis.
"What the hell was that??" Ant asked Grix.
"FantasyMeister." Was all Grix said.
Ant ran off as fast as he could to where FM was situated.
For some reason, Grix did not follow.
Ant met with Darkness and Dan on the way.
When they got there, they were shocked at what they found...
Suddenly though, there was a rustling in the bushes beside him.
"C-chea-PO, is that you??" FM asked nervously.
"Beep?" The comm replied, but it was right next to him, not in the bushes.
FM heard more rustling, and then the felt the presence of something next to him.
FM slowly looked to his left.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
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FM's scream carried to the other Jedis.
"What the hell was that??" Ant asked Grix.
"FantasyMeister." Was all Grix said.
Ant ran off as fast as he could to where FM was situated.
For some reason, Grix did not follow.
Ant met with Darkness and Dan on the way.
When they got there, they were shocked at what they found...
Just to make sure no one else does, I'm about to write the next part.
At dawn the six broke camp and headed for the misty forest to further investigate the problems that the Ewoks were having. Not out of a sense of duty or anything, just a valiant attempt to keep this thread from exploding in several directions at once.
C-chea-po took point. They figured if they were ambushed then he would be the first to be hit so it wouldn't matter. FantasyMeister was his backup. He glared at the comms droid in front of him, only seeing the Millennium Ant's trade-in value before his very eyes, and what it had now become. He was not a happy bunny at this moment.
The forest enveloped them, the 300ft high trees forming a natural canopy far up in the air above their heads through which filtered the hazy green light of the dawn.
Darkness and Dan_uk were sweeping the undergrowth on the flanks of the party's route just to be on the safe side, and Ant and Grix brought up the rear. Grix seemed quiet. Solemnly so.
"Sugar?" whispered Ant, handing him his bag of Galactic Granulated.
"Er, no thanks, it's not to my taste." Grix responded. Ant gave up, he'd had more luck getting a conversation out of C-chea-P0 earlier, so he continued his trek alongside his Jedi comrade in silence.
Ahead, the path became more enclosed, and FantasyMeister could hear the flanking Jedi's struggling with the tangled undergrowth which was profuse around this part of the forest. "We're ripe for an ambush," he pondered to himself, as all of a sudden, C-chea-P0 trundled over a twig in the path, which snapped with an earth shattering
*click*
C-chea-po took point. They figured if they were ambushed then he would be the first to be hit so it wouldn't matter. FantasyMeister was his backup. He glared at the comms droid in front of him, only seeing the Millennium Ant's trade-in value before his very eyes, and what it had now become. He was not a happy bunny at this moment.
The forest enveloped them, the 300ft high trees forming a natural canopy far up in the air above their heads through which filtered the hazy green light of the dawn.
Darkness and Dan_uk were sweeping the undergrowth on the flanks of the party's route just to be on the safe side, and Ant and Grix brought up the rear. Grix seemed quiet. Solemnly so.
"Sugar?" whispered Ant, handing him his bag of Galactic Granulated.
"Er, no thanks, it's not to my taste." Grix responded. Ant gave up, he'd had more luck getting a conversation out of C-chea-P0 earlier, so he continued his trek alongside his Jedi comrade in silence.
Ahead, the path became more enclosed, and FantasyMeister could hear the flanking Jedi's struggling with the tangled undergrowth which was profuse around this part of the forest. "We're ripe for an ambush," he pondered to himself, as all of a sudden, C-chea-P0 trundled over a twig in the path, which snapped with an earth shattering
*click*
The time has come for some Gaming topics for once!
Two men sat in the lower deck, playing chess.
"Feeling any better?" Ant said.
"Much. Grix did a good job stitching it up." Fantasymeister moved his queen.
"Speaking of Grix... You haven't noticed anything different about him, have you?" Ant moved a pawn.
"Well. Not, really. He was acting a little strange though, felt a bit uncomfortable with his presense."
Fantasymeister took his move.
"It just that since he basically died on us a few months back, he's been acting really odd. Just the little things. His memory seems to have basically gone, only remembering names of people, but not any of the stuff we've been through..." Ant moved the rook foward. "Check."
"When did Grix die?"
"He was shot when you were sleeping." Ant went up and got a drink from the fridge, getting Fantasymeister one too. "We found him when we were trying to disable your ship, but we couldn't because it would have blown up."
"Oh." FM managed to save his King. "I did wonder why you let us get away when I came to..." Fantasymeister took a swig from his bottle. "What has Grix done, though?"
"Well when we landed on Dagobah, or should I say he landed..."
"He landed the ship? But he can't fly the thing!"
"He can now... Anyway, when we landed, he couldn't remember where we were, and was suprised that the docking yard looked bigger on the inside... Yoda said he seemed much more darker to me, as well."
"We better just be careful of him then..."
"Checkmate." Ant sat back, pleased with himself.
"Crap."
"Feeling any better?" Ant said.
"Much. Grix did a good job stitching it up." Fantasymeister moved his queen.
"Speaking of Grix... You haven't noticed anything different about him, have you?" Ant moved a pawn.
"Well. Not, really. He was acting a little strange though, felt a bit uncomfortable with his presense."
Fantasymeister took his move.
"It just that since he basically died on us a few months back, he's been acting really odd. Just the little things. His memory seems to have basically gone, only remembering names of people, but not any of the stuff we've been through..." Ant moved the rook foward. "Check."
"When did Grix die?"
"He was shot when you were sleeping." Ant went up and got a drink from the fridge, getting Fantasymeister one too. "We found him when we were trying to disable your ship, but we couldn't because it would have blown up."
"Oh." FM managed to save his King. "I did wonder why you let us get away when I came to..." Fantasymeister took a swig from his bottle. "What has Grix done, though?"
"Well when we landed on Dagobah, or should I say he landed..."
"He landed the ship? But he can't fly the thing!"
"He can now... Anyway, when we landed, he couldn't remember where we were, and was suprised that the docking yard looked bigger on the inside... Yoda said he seemed much more darker to me, as well."
"We better just be careful of him then..."
"Checkmate." Ant sat back, pleased with himself.
"Crap."
Galactic Literary Guild: Page 3: 'Plot'
"One of the essential things about plots is that they flow like a river, meandering, forking, occaisionally getting polluted, but in the end arriving at a delta at the great sea of literacy."
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Glactic School Report: Page 1: 'Jedi's'
It is a well known fact that Jedi's are better at using a light sabre than using literacy. The particular group of Jedi's that attended this establishment during the Alliance Year 251,002 proved this unequivicably. Jedi's should stick to fighting, it uses less brain cells.
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Galctic Echo: Page 14: Column 6
Following the recent appearances of skinned Ewok's on the planet Endor, a group of rebels from the Alliance have been seen on the planet trying to plum the depths of the matter. One party of unknowns was reportedly seen landing a few days ago, and more recently a party of 5 Jedi's and a comms robot landed in a clearing to aid with the ongoing investigations.
More news, as it happens, from your Galactic Echo.
"One of the essential things about plots is that they flow like a river, meandering, forking, occaisionally getting polluted, but in the end arriving at a delta at the great sea of literacy."
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Glactic School Report: Page 1: 'Jedi's'
It is a well known fact that Jedi's are better at using a light sabre than using literacy. The particular group of Jedi's that attended this establishment during the Alliance Year 251,002 proved this unequivicably. Jedi's should stick to fighting, it uses less brain cells.
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Galctic Echo: Page 14: Column 6
Following the recent appearances of skinned Ewok's on the planet Endor, a group of rebels from the Alliance have been seen on the planet trying to plum the depths of the matter. One party of unknowns was reportedly seen landing a few days ago, and more recently a party of 5 Jedi's and a comms robot landed in a clearing to aid with the ongoing investigations.
More news, as it happens, from your Galactic Echo.
I would carry on but I have no idea why Yoda told them to go to Endor.
"Hear distress beacon do I"
The others turned to Yoda, wondering how he could ever hear a distress beacon with a Sony Walkman on at the same time.
"Where from?" Ant was tucking into a freshly purloined bag of sugar. He'd had it imported. He was feeling much better.
"Over there." Yoda was pointing up and to the right, Ant followed the direction of Yoda's digit and could only see the roof of the hut.
"Can't see anything but the roof of the hut," Ant stated, obviously.
"Go will you, find signal will you, Grix and FantasyMeister in trouble are they. Find them you will. Endor to will you go."
"Oh, I see." Ant didn't see at all, but thought it wise to pacify his uncle in his old age. "I'll get Darkness and Dan then, shall I?"
The three heroes had finished making repairs to the Millennium Ant Mk.II, and set off, tracking the signal to a small Class to Trading vessel in the Gring Quadrant where they finally caught up with FantasyMeister and Grix.
FantasyMeister didn't look happy, and Grix had trouble speaking due to the throttle marks around his neck.
They boarded through the airlock, followed by C-chea-PO who gave them all a welcoming "Beep!?" and the SIX of them set course for Endor.
The jouney was uneventful and they landed on the planet just in time for someone to pick up the thread and carry on the story. FantasyMeister landed the Millennium Ant Mk.II with a
*click*
The others turned to Yoda, wondering how he could ever hear a distress beacon with a Sony Walkman on at the same time.
"Where from?" Ant was tucking into a freshly purloined bag of sugar. He'd had it imported. He was feeling much better.
"Over there." Yoda was pointing up and to the right, Ant followed the direction of Yoda's digit and could only see the roof of the hut.
"Can't see anything but the roof of the hut," Ant stated, obviously.
"Go will you, find signal will you, Grix and FantasyMeister in trouble are they. Find them you will. Endor to will you go."
"Oh, I see." Ant didn't see at all, but thought it wise to pacify his uncle in his old age. "I'll get Darkness and Dan then, shall I?"
The three heroes had finished making repairs to the Millennium Ant Mk.II, and set off, tracking the signal to a small Class to Trading vessel in the Gring Quadrant where they finally caught up with FantasyMeister and Grix.
FantasyMeister didn't look happy, and Grix had trouble speaking due to the throttle marks around his neck.
They boarded through the airlock, followed by C-chea-PO who gave them all a welcoming "Beep!?" and the SIX of them set course for Endor.
The jouney was uneventful and they landed on the planet just in time for someone to pick up the thread and carry on the story. FantasyMeister landed the Millennium Ant Mk.II with a
*click*
Meanwhile, a rebel ship was landing on Endor. "Apparently the Empire have a power source on this moon, perhaps it's over in that direction, where all of that smoke is coming from."
So the band of rebels set off through the trees to investigate.
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"Grand Moff Ali, how goes the cloning process?" Asked Emperor Tony through the crackle of the holoscreen.
"The process is almost perfected, Emperor. Several of the prototypes have already been released.
When would you like for me to start on the mass producion of Dark Sniper clones?"
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The rebels continued to make their way through the forests of Endor, when a sudden gust of wind brought a smell so foul to their noses. It was a combination of overcooked barbeque food, and singed hair.
The rebels headed towards the source of the smell, and what they saw was horrific. A pile of small, hairy, burning bodies. It looked as if this whole species had been wiped out!
But who, or what could have done such a thing?
So the band of rebels set off through the trees to investigate.
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"Grand Moff Ali, how goes the cloning process?" Asked Emperor Tony through the crackle of the holoscreen.
"The process is almost perfected, Emperor. Several of the prototypes have already been released.
When would you like for me to start on the mass producion of Dark Sniper clones?"
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The rebels continued to make their way through the forests of Endor, when a sudden gust of wind brought a smell so foul to their noses. It was a combination of overcooked barbeque food, and singed hair.
The rebels headed towards the source of the smell, and what they saw was horrific. A pile of small, hairy, burning bodies. It looked as if this whole species had been wiped out!
But who, or what could have done such a thing?
"Oh, it'll be great to get back on the Millennium Ant again, after all these months!" FM said in happiness.
"Errr..." Grix looked uncomfortable., but FM didn't appear to have heard him.
"Where are the others??" FM questioned Grix.
"On Dagobah with Yoda."
"Ah it'll be great getting back to a nice, quiet planet."
"Errrr..."
"How are the others anyway?"
"Well, Ant was a ill for a few weeks.
"Why was that?"
"When we got to Dagobah, and had run out of sugar. He went to buy some more, and found out the shops were all sold out due to...some unknown reason."
"Oh dear."
"Yes. He was in Hospital in shock for a while, and then he fell into a coma for a couple of weeks as his sugar level wasn't high enough."
"Darkness?? Dan??
"They're fine."
FM went to sleep for a while. Suddenly, the engines started stuttering for no reason. Grix had no idea what was happening. The shuttle began to rock and shudder. The engines completely stopped with a slow whirring noise.
"What was that?" FM had woken up.
"Errr...."
"Errr..." Grix looked uncomfortable., but FM didn't appear to have heard him.
"Where are the others??" FM questioned Grix.
"On Dagobah with Yoda."
"Ah it'll be great getting back to a nice, quiet planet."
"Errrr..."
"How are the others anyway?"
"Well, Ant was a ill for a few weeks.
"Why was that?"
"When we got to Dagobah, and had run out of sugar. He went to buy some more, and found out the shops were all sold out due to...some unknown reason."
"Oh dear."
"Yes. He was in Hospital in shock for a while, and then he fell into a coma for a couple of weeks as his sugar level wasn't high enough."
"Darkness?? Dan??
"They're fine."
FM went to sleep for a while. Suddenly, the engines started stuttering for no reason. Grix had no idea what was happening. The shuttle began to rock and shudder. The engines completely stopped with a slow whirring noise.
"What was that?" FM had woken up.
"Errr...."
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