Discussion in 'Fan Fiction and Writing Resource' started by earlybird-obi-wan, Nov 1, 2012.
To begin his plans for global domination, Floop hurried back
to where he left Darth Plagueis and Sidious for interrogation
hoping that they hadn't starved to death in his absence.
With the crazy writing-month ended Floop decided to continue this
madness, scribbling wildly with sheer delight the oddest plot bunnies
that emerged from the darkest recesses of his mind. He
started cackling madly then caught himself mid cackle when his
friend, Gossamer Poot, happened upon him. "What are you going
to do with two Sith masters locked in the cellar?
The smell will certainly attract attention!"
"No worries," Floop assured,
"I will consider our guests disposable once I find the
damned wood chipper..." Poot shuddered at the thought. Of all
torture toys Floop could have chosen from, the wood chipper
was very ugly, making bloody wounds and had the two
hundred percent chance of keeping the victim alive while it
chewed them up and spewed their pieces everywhere. What a
waste of ugly characters was what Poot had in mind
as he dragged an unconscious pair of sith lords out
"I might have some use for the two as slaves
"But master, you promised no more slaves after what happened
with the last two. Don't you remember? They all were turned
to the big eared assistant of the flanneled one and
became so corrupt with power that they doomed us all!"
Unaffected, Floop responded by promptly slapping Poot on his head
and began to ready his tools of destruction that would