Challenge NANO challenge let's write 10 words at a time

have to wait until he found the last slice

 

of cake. Unbeknownst to him, the Elder Gods had begun

 

their countdown to destruction of an entirely different matter of

 

apocalyptic proportions. Fire and brimstone? That's old hat. This one

 

had to do with a mountain somewhere in a galaxy

 

who was, at best, emo. So, Floop, unaware of this,

 

Elder gods and their destructive power that prooved not destructive

 

decided to toy with fate anyway. He embarked on a

 

epic journey to go there and back again travelling with

 

none but his trusty blaster rifle and the droid R4

 

which had a particularly nasty glitch that caused it to

 

bleep wolf whistles each time a lovely lady or not

 

so lovely moved her hands. Floop was not concerned because

 

the droid did the work of keeping those hands from

 

touching Floop's well coiffed hairdo, for if one strand became​

 

undone, he would throw a hissy-fit so massive that everyone

 

would be disinclined to take him seriously, and his plan

 

to rule the galaxy would be foiled. Thus, Floop decided

 

to hurry with his masterly ingenious concocted plan that had

 

come to him in a dream en route to Tatooine

 

for a party. Snickering to himself, he set forth on

 

a quest to begin his increasingly diabolical plan to rule

 

the universe. Poot shook his head and followed, not sure

 

if the mount of eternal youth was the safest place

 

to hide from such rampant lunacy. Alas, he gave in