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Thread: Star Wars Galaxies: Episode IV
Somehow that story kicked the hope outta me, but still it's funny as F*CK!!!!
I hate it when dark roast flows through the nose.
LMAO!!a last giggle before bedtime.. thanku! 
*smuggles mead and pastry goods to you all in my hollowed out Cu Pa (cl10) *
The young and Ben Kenobi twitch and jerk into the smoke-filled cantina.
The murky, moldy den is empty except for a few Twi'lek dancers and a human with a slitherhorn.
I SAY WAR!
maxtheusher wrote:
What's the corr count up to? I think the corr population in the smugboards is reaching critical mass. Either we're going to defeat the Devs in an all-out war, or they're going to blow the smuggler boards, delete the smuggler profession, and pretend like it never existed, enforcing their censorship as they see fit
I SAY WAR!
bring it on! rarrr!!!
I can't belive you left part out!
LUKE: Listen, why don't you wait out by the speeder. We don't want any
trouble.
THREEPIO: I heartily agree with you sir.
Threepio and his stubby partner go outside and most of the
creatures at the bar go back to their drinks.
Ben is standing next to Chewbacca, an eight-foot-tall-
savage-looking creature resembling a huge grey bushbaby monkey
with fierce baboon-like fangs. His large blue eyes dominate a
fur-covered face and soften his otherwise awesome appearance.
Over his matted, furry body he wears two chrome bandoliers,
and little else. He is a two-hundred-year-old Wookiee and a
sight to behold. He also meet Yoda and fought in the clone wars but we won't tell you any of that.
Ben speaks to the Wookiee, pointing to Luke several times
during his conversation and the huge creature suddenly lets
out a horrifying laugh. Luke is more than a little bit
disconcerted and pretends not to hear the conversation between
Ben and the giant Wookiee.
Luke is terrified but tries not to show it. He quietly sips
his drink, looking over the crowd for a more sympathetic ear
or whatever.
A large, multiple-eyed Creature gives Luke a rough shove.
CREATURE: Negola dewaghi wooldugger?!?
The hideous freak is obviously drunk. Luke tries to ignore
the creature and turns back on his drink. A short, grubby
Human and an even smaller rodent-like beast join the
belligerent monstrosity.
HUMAN: He doesn't like you.
LUKE: Hey cool are you guys devs or something I didn't think you could play that race. I'm sorry.
HUMAN: I don't like you either
The big creature is getting agitated and yells out some
unintelligible gibberish at the now rather nervous, young
adventurer.
HUMAN: (continued) Don't insult us. You just watch yourself. We're
wanted men. I have the death sentence in twelve systems.
LUKE: Nice RPing bud, but there is no player bounty system, I'll be careful though.
HUMAN: You'll be dead.
The rodent lets out a loud grunt and everything at the bar
moves away. Luke tries to remain cool but it isn't easy. His
three adversaries ready their weapons. Old Ben moves in behind
Luke.
BEN: This little one isn't worth the effort. Come let me buy you
some cheap worthless drinks...
A powerful blow from the unpleasant creature sends the
young would-be Jedi sailing across the room, crashing through
tables and breaking a large jug filled with a foul-looking
liquid. With a blood curdling shriek, the monster draws a
wicked chrome laser pistol from his belt and levels it at old
Ben. All of this is ofcourse impossible proving the the creature is a dev.The bartender panics.
BARTENDER: No blasters! No blaster!
With astounding agility old Ben's laser sword sparks to
life and in a flash an arm lies on the floor. The rodent is
cut in two and the giant multiple-eyed creature lies doubled,
cut from chin to groin. Ben carefully and precisely turns off
his laser sword and replaces it on his utility belt. Luke,
shaking and totally amazed at the old man's abilities, attempts
to stand. The entire fight has lasted only a matter of seconds.
The cantina goes back to normal, being as the other 50 people inthe roomare also Jedi, although Ben is given a
respectable amount of room at the bar. Luke, rubbing his
bruised head, approaches the old man with new awe. Ben points
the the Wookiee.
BEN: This is Chewbacca. He's first-mate on a ship that might suit our
needs.
Didn't change much but I don't have as much creativity.
Message Edited by TimSpork on 07-11-2005 07:38 PM
BARTENDER: No blasters! No blaster!
With astounding agility old Ben's laser sword sparks to
life and in a flash an arm lies on the floor. The rodent is
cut in two and the giant multiple-eyed creature lies doubled,
cut from chin to groin. Ben carefully and precisely turns off
his laser sword and replaces it on his utility belt. Luke,
shaking and totally amazed at the old man's abilities, attempts
to stand. The entire fight has lasted only a matter of seconds.
The cantina goes back to normal, being as the other 50 people inthe roomare also Jedi, although Ben is given a
respectable amount of room at the bar. Luke, rubbing his
bruised head, approaches the old man with new awe. Ben points
the the Wookiee.
BEN: This is Chewbacca. He's first-mate on a ship that might suit our
needs.
I wonder how long until they patch that in...