!!!! PRANCING BANTHA !!!!

"Welcome all space-farers to the Prancing Bantha. One of only two establishments in the Galaxy where you can get, argue, discuss, etc. anything and everything Star Wars!! Come in, look around, have fun, buy a drink, and relax!"
--Located on Corellia, Diamond District
--We are not liable for any injury or death that will occur when you enter through any ortifice in our building. Be it from our drinks, our denziens, or our owner, we are not responsible and cannot be prosecuted, thank-you. Ditto goes for the Raging Ronto, both owned and managed by your friendly blue Jedi, Master Mazzara. Thanks again!

 

sup maz, nice to see some activity other than me around here. i see youve brought your posse of topics

 

Yo Jango, how goes it? You are a good observer. I also have grabbed a few new ones to boot!

 

Enough talk! WE're in the middle of a raid!

 

<stern glance at Mazzara and Jango> "We need a little support here, troops. We're having people with extremely powerful energy weapons and es fire at us..." <launches a barrage of blaster fire at an Eweb down the hall>

 

sorry

 

mother frickin oppm!!!!!! darn oppm!!! darn oppm!!! how can oppm happen 3 times?!?!?!
x-( x-(

 

Like this:


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*Fires a barrage of pent up OPPMs at E-Web Crew, they go crazy and die of brain seizure*

"Way cleared, let's move!"

 

Alright...you two head off to the audience chamber...Wes and I will find the storerooms.

 

les'roll

 

"YEEEHAA, ride em bantha!! WOOHA!!"
*Stubs toe*
"*%&%(#&$#$&#($&#($*# You'll hear from my lightsaber about this!!!"

 

stop foolin around we're on a mission

 

Yes! I found the paint! I sense it (with my nose) in the 8th room on the right. By the way, i sense a small continuity error in this BANTHA.


<comes into large room, followed by sesfan>

BLACK FIGURE IS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM!!!

"Welcome, JEdi....and not jedi....I am the focus of all the evil in this planet! I am.....Captain.................James..............T................KIRK!!!!!!!!

WES: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

KIRK: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!

 

<Shoots "Kirk"> "We don't serve their kind here. Move along, move along."


my gosh, this mission has degenerated...<shakes head sadly>

 

"Sniffing stuff again Wes? Remember what the former Sith Lord said about that, he said you would never succeed Sithing if you continued that!! I remember it clearly, it was one of those times you guys had me caught and injected me with all sorts of stuff, such as caffeine, and were torturing me, and there you were, in the corner, inhaling PAM oil stuff..."

*Begins to move along.*

 

Poor Captain Kirk! Why must you make fun of him so? You may obviously make fun of William Shatner, but only post Star Trek VI.

Anyway, you guys look like you're having fun without me, therefore I will merely watch, as a spectator does.

 

"Geez, everything is a spectator sport these days!!!"

*Poses for the camera, then thinks better of it due to the fact that it is Ford Prefect holding the camera...which might not even be a camera.*

 

shoots down everyone with a camera

 

Blasts him With E-11.

 

Thank you Wes! That's what this thread needs more of! ! Enough of this spectator sport business, go and shoot things!

 

"Fine! If you don't like spectators, I WILL join in!"

:Jumps in looking like Rambo. Fires field disruptor at enemies until it runs out of ammo. Throws it at them and pulls out twin Flechette Launchers. Sees another cloaked figure.:

"GAAHHHH! IT'S MICHAEL JACKSON!"

:Quickly fires flechettes.:

"I'm not sure whether this is fun or horrifying!"

 

::Creates force stomr and reaks(sp?) havoc on the opponent, killing 1.3billion of the holed up elbonian clones...

 

Elbonian?

<AHEM> Moving quickly along to get this thread back on track....


<uses blaster cannons on AT PT to destroy the door to Splurge's audience chamber>
"ok troops...we have a problem here. Splurge has a modified Dark Trooper. A little help...?"

 

blows him away with handy dandy supre-missile from his jetpack

 

Ok...that wasn't real hard. Alright, area secure. Call in the freighers and load up the paint, troops.