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Death Star Disco Lounge(AU, Post NJO, Humour)-Now on Ep. IV: The Posters Strike Back
Tahi
Registered:
Jun '02
Date Posted:
10/15/02 4:00am
Subject:
RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
"So what's your idea, Tahi?" Said Moff_D urgently.
"Well it's a case of if the mountain won't come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the mountain -except in reverse," she said enigmatically, reaching in her pocket and pulling out her sunnies.
"Ali! Ali is here!" exclaimed Wraithlead.
"No, you idiot - if we can't find the politicians, the politicians will have to find us."
"And why would they want to do that?" asked Moff_D suspiciously.
"Because politicians like publicity, and we just happen to be a HoloNews crew. Jaina, have you still got that holocam?"
"Darn tootin'," the girl replied. "And I think I see your plan. We raise a big ruckus pretending to be filming some sort of news item, and Omas and the rest of them will find us."
"You got it. Now everyone - make yourselves look like a camera crew. Moff_D - you'd make a good frontman, here," and she handed him her walkman and placed the earphones on his head.
"Agh!" the Moff cringed. "What the hell is that!"
"Oh come on toughen up! It's just The Datsuns."
"Ay?"
"The Dat - oh never mind. Just wear the earphones. Jaina you handle the holocam. Rogue Ten, you look like a technician in that flight suit, so busy yourself around adjusting things and ordering people about."
"Cool," said Rogue Ten enthusiastically. "If this works, do you reckon we'll meet that evil Senator E.T?"
"You never know," said Tahi distractedly. "Alman - you look good in pictures - you can be Moff_D's aide. Now - everyone make a lot of noise. This should get their attention."
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REBADAMS7
Title:
Book Club Leader
Twin Cities, MN FF
Registered:
Feb '01
Date Posted:
10/15/02 7:32am
Subject:
RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
Aha, thought Reb - all publicity is good publicity, mindful that the kinder needed to meet Granma & Grandpa in person, she placed them in capapble hands of Healer & Sensei who happened by, and made a mad dash for the "Camer Crew"
"Hey, turn that thing around - anybody here trained in Hoolojounalisim - or gurreilla reporting?" She called down the hall.
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Rogue_Ten
Registered:
Aug '02
Date Posted:
10/15/02 3:57pm
Subject:
RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
Where is everybody?!
What I wouldn't give to have a familiar Anakin Zealot poke his/her face into this thread right about now...
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Moff_D
Registered:
Aug '02
Date Posted:
10/15/02 5:09pm
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RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
Tahi turned. "Point and shoot Reb, what's the big deal?"
Tahiri spoke up, "Where are the kids?"
"Oh, they're fine," an out-of-breath Rebadams answered, "they'll be along soon. You guys need some kind of attention grabber."
Alman thought for a moment. "I've got it!" He ran behind a courtesy desk and took a sign off the wall. Turning it over, he wrote something on the back and then returned to Moff. "Here, hold this."
Moff looked at the sign. "GIVE US WHAT WE WANT OR WE'LL RESURRECT VADER!...subtle Alman."
"People aren't going to believe that!" exclaimed Wedge.
"And I'm not comfortable with bringing him into it." added Leia.
"No worries," responded Alman, "to get attention all you have to do is mention his name."
"Okay," said Tahi, "here we go.."
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Cal Omas was working quietly at his desk when an aide interrupted him.
"Sorry sir but there is a disturbance you should be made aware of." The aide flipped on the Holo receiver.
"Hmmm." Omas considered what he was seeing. "Vader! Jawa giblets! Is that the Solos? And Skywalker! What now?" Omas rushed out of his office.
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CeeWulf casually walked down the corridor when he spied two cloaked figures looking him over.
What's their problem?
he thought to himself. "Hey, you two want some attention, CeeWulf style?"
One figure responded, "In time...in time..." They scuttled off.
Whatever.
CeeWulf glanced at one of the public HoloVids. What he saw startled him: Alman and Moff prattling on about some nonsense with the Vader sign between them.
Blunt but clever. Guess I'll just follow the commotion.
CeeWulf ambled on.
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CeeWulf
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Feb '02
Date Posted:
10/15/02 8:14pm
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RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
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Darth Vader and Darth_Guy, their feet up on the coffee table in Vader's quarters with a bowl of purple popcorn between them and ales in hand, flipped through the channels of the HoloNet.
"So, you got the Playjawa channel on this puppy?" Guy asked.
"No, but I do have Penthomestead," Vader said with a chuckle. But, he attention was captured by the image on GNN - the Galactic News Network.
"Is that Moff and Alman?" Guy said, sitting forward as he gazed at his friends. "They're going to bring you back."
"Was I gone?" Vader asked, confused.
"We better get to Mon Calimari, and fast," Guy said.
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Tahi
Registered:
Jun '02
Date Posted:
10/15/02 10:18pm
Subject:
RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
"I gather you know how to operate this thing?" Vader enquired.
"Er, actually, no," admitted Guy. "But there must be an operations manual around somewhere."
"Operations manual!" spluttered Vader. "I can't be bothered with that. Let's just hotwire it."
"You're the boss," Guy shrugged.
"I like the sound of that," smiled Vader. "Now, lead me to bridge, and find me a microadjuster."
"E.T phone - aahh!"
"This'll do the trick," said Guy grabbing the little creature and balancing it on his shoulder. "It's micro and I'm sure we can ram it into whatever needs adjusting."
Hmm. I find your ingenuity gratifying Guy, most gratifying. You and I make an excellent team."
Twenty minutes later the Death Star began to move, slowly at first, but then it gathered momentum and soon had approached light speed. In its wake, Vader caught sight of the mystery planet Zonama Sekot."
"Interesting," he mused, rubbing his chin with his long fingers. "We have us a convoy."
****
Omas approached the milling crowd and flashing lights, attempting to fathom out what was going on. Some of the people were familiar to him, but there were a number of faces he had never seen before.
". . . a breach of the rights of the common citizen," he heard Rebadams saying in her reasoned but authoritative tone.
"Down with bureaucracy!" several voices shouted.
"You can't ignore the will of the masses!" shouted somebody else.
"What's going on here?" demanded Omas. He sighted Moff_D and Alman, the two sign holders, and began to move towards them. Suddenly his way was blocked by a very angry Twilight.
"You lowdown piece of scum!" she hissed. "Ban the message boards at your peril."
Omas was about to reply when a little boy and girl skipped out of the grasp of two people standing just beyond the crowd.
"Daddy and Mummy!" they both shouted gleefully. They reached out their arms, and Omas saw a young man and woman emerge, equally joyfully, from the mass of bodies. He stared in total disbelief. The man looked like Anakin Solo - but that was impossible. He was dead. Wasn't he? Omas caught sight of the sign and its threat to resurrect Darth Vader. A few minutes ago he would have laughed at the stupidity of such a statemen, but now he wasn't so sure. Here was one Jedi back from the dead - who could say they couldn't bring another one to life.
"Who's that man?" asked the little boy, noticing Omas, who by now was standing by himself in a space in the middle of the crowd.
"That's Senator Omas, Rollo," explained his mother.
"Omas," said the little boy, regarding the Senator with amusement in his green eyes. "Oma, oma, oma!"
"Oma, omamamama," the little blue-eyed girl picked up the chant. "Mama!" she cried jubilantly, raising her arms above her head.
Han nudged Leia and grinned his lop-sided smile. "This is going to be good. Doesn't Omas know the rule about never appearing on camera with kids?"
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REBADAMS7
Title:
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Twin Cities, MN FF
Registered:
Feb '01
Date Posted:
10/16/02 8:32am
Subject:
RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
Reb angled the camera to give just the right angle. Th Seantor seemed to loom mnacingly and the kids were, just adaorable - Han & Leia moved toward them
"The 'net will eat the kids stuff up" Han dropped drily
"They are Solo's - this is just their introduction to how our family seems to live" Leia commented
"Yeah, moving out to a country estate and watching things go isn't our style."
"No Kidding! flyboy" Leia mused hapily As they drew near the kids - Anakin turned and called
"Hey grandad!"
Han only grimaced slighly.
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Moff_D
Registered:
Aug '02
Date Posted:
10/16/02 1:33pm
Subject:
RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
Someone in the back of the group, 'Tahiri' most likely, seized the moment: "Won't somebody please think of the children?"
Moff, seeing the opening, built on the idea. "Yes! The children! Kids like little Rollo and...the girl-"
"Mehitabelle." whispered Anakin.
"Mehitabelle," Moff added without missing a beat, "why it could mean the end of them--and everything!"
"What are you talking about? The Message Boards Law seems harmless enough. What's the problem?" Cal Omas looked puzzled.
"Cal," Luke started, "normally I wouldn't associate with people like
this
, " Luke jerked his thumb to point over his shoulder at the motley assembly behind him, "but heed their words. There is more here than meets the eye."
Omas appeared thoughtful for a moment. "I trust you Luke but you know I can't make any arbitrary decisions. Decide amongst yourselfs who should appeal to the Senate."
Shouts of support and derision rained out from the crowd of gathered onlookers, just as CeeWulf finally made contact with the group. He touched Obi-Wan on the shoulder, "Listen, there are some strange characters about. We should investigate."
Obi-Wan nodded his agreement. "Right then. We'll need some help...I'll grab Wes, WraithLead, Twilight and..."
"Darth Karde," CeeWulf cut in, "gotta have Karde."
"Fine." Obi-Wan had assembled the group in a few moments and apprised them of the situation. He got the attention of Moff and Alman and pantomimed their intent. Moff and Alman nodded in understanding...
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"You're driving me crazy!" an exasperated Jacen exclaimed. Mini-Yoda chuckled.
"What, no rhyme?" asked Jacen
"No point I saw, annoyed you are...ha ha!"
"That was even dumber than one of my jokes." Jacen muttered to himself.
"Although it's a shame, enough of these games. The time is closing for one not so chosen."
"Wha-? Oh, I get it. You're saying we'll be needed elsewhere, right?" Jacen looked at Mini-Yoda. Mini-Yoda nodded his head in agreement. "Alright, let's go."
"Don't forget our new found vassal. Peter you called him--the Dovin Basal."
Jacen winced.
Mini-goof will turn me to the Dark Side if he keeps this up
he thought...
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Tahi
Registered:
Jun '02
Date Posted:
10/16/02 2:14pm
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RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
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10/16/02 2:34pm
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Luke patted Moff_D on the shoulder and indicated to the remaining members of the group to gather round.
"OK, guys," said Luke in a low voice. "Omas has given us the OK to approach the Senate. Who are we going to send?"
"Your best bet is to pick people who can appeal to different sections of the audience," said Wedge sagely. "Rebadams has the political savvy, Anakin, Tahiri and their kids have pathos appeal, plus Anakin has the aura of war hero which will still count with some of the senators."
"Good point," agreed Moff_D. "Will that be enough though. Some of these NR politicians are pretty lowdown and snaky. We need someone who can create a bit of confusion."
Everyone looked thoughtful.
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Rogue_Ten
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Aug '02
Date Posted:
10/16/02 5:17pm
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"Someone who can create confusion? Hmmm..." Tahi thought aloud, "Now where's Darth Guy when you need..." before she could finish, she was cut off by a blood-curdling scream.
As the mish-moshed group of EU fans and characters turned to see where the scream had origionated, the commotion around them grew louder and louder. Beings pointed toward the sky as an ominous shadow creeped its way along the ground.
"Look!" Moff D exclaimed, pointing and calling his companions' attention toward the sky.
"...him." Tahi said quietly, finishing the sentance she had started only seconds ago, as a smile of disbelief spread slowly across her face.
"Well, well, well," Han said, looking up and slowly shaking his head, "look who decided to join the party."
The EU fans, Rogues, Skywalkers, and Solos all adopted looks of mild amusement as the familiar outline of The Death Star crept its way across the Calamarian sky.
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As the watery blue sphere of Mon Calimari expanded in the forward viewport, a smile forced its way to Darth Guy's lips.
"We're here!" Guy exclaimed.
"Home." Senator E.T. said longingly as he waddled over to the viewport and placed a thin brown hand on it.
"So, you want to go home, do you?" Darth Guy asked Senator E.T. enthusiastically, as if speaking to a child.
E.T. nodded.
"Well let's see if I can get you there a little faster!" Darth Guy yelled menacingly.
Before the alien could react, Guy picked E.T. up by the folds of skin at its neck and started for the airlock. Just as Guy was about to reach the airlock, he ran face first into an invisible wall.
"No," Vader intoned firmly, "the Senator may yet be of use to me."
"But..." Guy protested even as he dropped the little alien, who promptly scuttled off to take refuge at the far corner of the room. Guy considered for a moment, then decided that pressing the issue was not worth his life, "Yes Milord."
Vader did not reprimand Guy for hesitating to do his bidding. Instead, he coldly regarded the little alien Senator that sat trembling in the corner.
Yes,
the Dark Lord thought
this one may prove
very
useful.
Behind his mask, Darth Vader allowed himself a small, humorless smirk.
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Revived_AnakinSolo
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Aug '02
Date Posted:
10/16/02 6:18pm
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RE: Death Star Disco Lounge
*sneaks in a hides behind the bar*
*looks at the insane goings on and leaves*
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Moff_D
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Date Posted:
10/16/02 6:33pm
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It's not that insane! It has a plot and everything now. Del Rey will soon be knocking on the door...
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Revived_AnakinSolo
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Date Posted:
10/16/02 6:40pm
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*peaks back in*
i meant insane in a good way.....huh?
but yeah, i'd love to stay and see what u're all up to, but i gonna sleep i think
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WraithLead
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Date Posted:
10/17/02 9:38am
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Where did this name come from: Mehitabelle?!!!???!!! Rollo was bad enough.LOL
Anyway, this was on page 3.
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The crowd takes advantage of the temporary confusion to work toward their goals. Oddly enough, for more than a few of them, this included sneaking to the nearest hangar and stealing a blastboat to visit the Death Star.
WraithLead was heard commenting on the way, "Something about the Death Star seems less frightening when you know there is someone on board perfecting a recipe for fried Fosh. And he's a bartender, too..."
"And we did start off at a bar," Wes chimed in. "Besides, we can investigate better after a shot of the liquid confidence."
CeeWulf and Obi-Wan, desiring to keep a clear head, decided to start the search right away.
"We'll only be a few minutes, and you have a cell phone if anything happens."
Cell phone? What's that?" asked an obviously confused Obi-Wan. After a brief explanation, he decided, "That won't work here."
"Don't worry about it. The plot needs it, so we'll do it."
With that Wraithlead headed to the blastboat, paving the way for anyone who wanted a drink before the brughaha. They took off not knowing their mission would have a deeper meaning.
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Meanwhile, on the deathstar, Darth Guy was complaining. His frustration with his new 'Lord' was starting to wear away his optimism. "Last time I made drinks, everyone stared straightfaced at me," he said. "You know, I just might not make anymore drinks then. I might just take my blender and go home."
Seeing the Darth Guy's descension into the depths of anger and depression that took so much of his own liveliness, Vader looks on silently. With the passing of time, he starts to have a bout with that loathsome 'goodness' his son found in him. He realizes what is happening, but isn't the best person to comment on the pitfalls of such emotion. He also knows what's at stake, namely enjoyable dining, fast convenient service, and the drinks everyone has come to rely on.
(The plot thickens...)
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Back on the planet, CeeWulf and Obi-Wan were closing in on their prey, and waiting for the reinforcements that should only be 15 minutes away.
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Moff_D
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WaithLead! Your D_G stuff
(Don't take it personally D_G, it
is
funny)
BTW, there is a bit of a story behind Mehitabelle. Not much of one but it involves my father...although I forget exactly where the name comes from...Cats maybe? Something like that.
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