*Official* Pillow Fight v15.0 The Reign of King Arthur: The Knights of the Round Pillow

Gentlemen, Ladys and WAGs, I present the one and only, the original darthhelinith!
*appluds herself and bows*
Oh darrlin' you shouldn't have...
Oh but you're worth every single clap deary, every single clap...
Awww lini you're being so nice
Well you are so nice lini...

Ahem.
*commands her marshmellow legions to devour all in their path*

 

*Commands my mouth to eat all of the marshmallows, but remembers that I dont have a head so I can't eat them.*

*Sees Helinith.*

It's the great and powerful Darth Helinith! RUN!!!

*Digs through the pillows after Zeltron, and Risca.*

Don't leave me!

 

Ack! Keep moving Zel!

*Digs Faster through the pillows until MM catches up*

Okay okay! Come on! Just tell us what is going on with Darth Helinith!!!!

AND what happened to our troops?!!!!

*beams up the comm link*

Rex! REX?!! It's really me this time! What in blue blazes is going on out there?!!


Rex: *Beaming back* I can't trust it sir, I'm sorry!

Risca: Well can't you test to see if it's me?!

Rex: Well I guess so... *thinks for a moment* I got it! Alright sir, what color are Anakin Skywalker's favorite pair of boxers?

Everyone else:

Risca: That's an easy one, blue with white plaid like stripes, and his second favorite are black with the same red stripes. Happy now?

Rex: Force alive... yep, you're his sister alright.

Risca: Thank you, now could you tell us what in the name of the Force is going on out there?!

Rex: Well sir I'm not quite sure, our sensors have been gooed up with Marshmellows, but if I'm right, which I usually am sir, I'd say that we've lost almost half our troops.

Risca: WHAT?! Get some reinforcements from the fleet down here right away! And equip them with marshmellow toasters!

Rex: You mean flamethrowers sir?

Risca: What else would I be talking about?! Let's turn these Mellows into Smores! Oh and be sure to bring the chocolate and the graham crackers.

Rex: SIR YES SIR!
*The comm link shuts off and Risca smiles*

That should hold them off for a while! Just wait till those Jet Troopers get out there with those Flamethrowers. We'll be havin a bon-fire tonight!

 

Mmmmmmmmmm.... smores......


Sorry minions, you're about to be eaten.
*pulls out a packet of chocolate digestives*
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*sits down on a pillow and starts a pillow bonfire*

 

*Pulls out pillow launcher.* Haven't been in here for a while.

 

*Sees Gunny with the pillow launcher*

AHA! Reinforcements! Gunny, I'm so glad you're here! Now will someone explain the army of Marsh mellows!?!!

*Sees the pillow bonfire* What?! Helinith is eating her own troops? Okay maybe this is a good idea for smores...

*Ignites her pillow saber and starts chopping bigger pillows into smaller ones for burning.*

Well this should do, *throws it onto another pillow bonfire* Now just need to wait for the boys to get down here with the chocolate and graham crackers.

*Sees the Gunships with the troops and supplies.*

WAHOO!

Time for some Smores!

 

*Pokes her head up through a pile of smores*

Urrrgghhh now I'm all sticky.

*looks around* Zel!!! MM?!! You guys alive out there? Is anyone alive out there????

*A Clone trooper pops his head up out from the gigantic pile of smores*

Clone: Ahh!! I think it's got me! *Scrambles up and out of the pile of smores only to roll down the pile towards Risca.* Arrgghhh....

Risca: Ummm so did we win?

Clone: No Idea sir, the battle fields been so quiet after the great Marshmellow purge I don't know what happened.

Risca: Great... Need to radio up to Rex, ask him what's going on. *Tries the comm link but it's all sticky from melted marshmellows* Lovely...

Clone: Well sir I saw a fellow jedi get shoved to the bottom of the pile, I don't know if it's Commander Zeltron or not.

Risca: Well let's find out... ZEELLLLLLLL????? You down there?!!!

 

*an almost inaudible voice makes its way up through the pile*

Yeah, I'm here, Risca! Just barely, though. I'm kind of like stuck in place. Can you give me a hand? These dang marshmallows...

 

I knew it! HOLD ON ZEL WE'RE COMING!

*The Clone and Risca dig their way down to Zel and get her unstuck from the Smores muck.*

Okay, remind me next time to never suggest this again.

Clone: But it did work sir.

Risca: I know...but still Where is everyone?!

 

*climbs out of smores and marshmallows with Risca's and clone's help*

Whew, thanks, Risca.

*listens to Risca and clone*

He is right, Risca, but yeah.... I have no idea where everyone else went. We'd best start digging.

 

*Helps up Zel*

No problem Zel, good to see that you're okay.

And yeah I know he's right...but still.. *Sees the huge pile of Smores that awaits them.*

Oh Force.

Okay let's split up then, Trooper, take the...wait a sec, what's your name Soldier?

Clone: They call me Chex sir.

Okay then, Sargent Chex, take the West side over there and grab any one you can, same with you Zel just take the East side over that way.

As for me... I'm taking Center city in this mess.

Now get out everyone you can find, and we'll see which way this battle shifted. All I know is that we are never having any more smores parties again. No siree...

~~~~

A few hours later....

Risca: CHEX! Whattya got?

Chex: Found a couple of brothers sir! They appear to be in good shape, just covered in Marshmellow goo.

Risca: Good! Get them to work right away! *Turns in the direction toward Zel* HEY ZEL!! Ya find anything???

 

Will do, Risca!

*goes off to search the east side*

~~~~

A few hours later....

A couple more clones, Risca! No sign of any of the other Jedi, though. At least, not yet. You want to keep searching?

 

*Keeps digging through the mountain of smores when she hears something*

Huh?

???: HEY!! DOWN HERE!!!!

???2: ANYONE???

*Digs through and finds some more clones.*

Hey guys! Good thing I found you.

*Rex pokes his head out along with a squad of Republic Commandos.*

HUH? What are you guys doing here?!!

Rex: Sorry Sir, but we just couldn't help ourselves...

Chase: Yep, s'right sir.

Risca: *Facepalm* Oh brother.

Shark: Osi'kyr vod!! You're crushing me down here, get off!

Chase: Oh sorry Shark.

Shark:

Rex: The important thing is, is that we've won (I think) and that we're all sticky!

Boomer: *muffled from the smores* Speaking of sticky, would someone get me outta here?!

Guns: Here Boomer I got ya.

*They finally get themselves out of the smores pile when Rex and Chase realize they're stuck together.*

Rex/Chase: WHAT!?!

Risca: Osi'kyr vod.....*facepalm* And Zel I think it's a good thing to keep searching. The Jedi have to be around here somewhere!

 

Alright, Risca!

*continues searching and finds a few more clones*

Where are those Jedi?!?!

 

Hey! Risca, Zeltron! I could use some help over here!

*Waves pillow saber above a crushing pile of marshmallow pillows*

 

*Sees Padawan stuck in the mellow muck* OYA! I see ya Padawan, hold on!

Alright boys get over there and get her out! Double time! MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!

Clones: SIR YES SIR!!!

*Chex, Chase, Shark, Guns, Boomer, and Rex all rush on over to get Padawan out of the pile of smores. Unfortunately though... Rex and Chase (who are still attached via the hip, via melted Marshmellow goop fall flat on their faces, and start chewing each other out in Mando'a and basic*

*Risca on the other hand, leaves them there and goes over to help the boys get Padawan out*

Risca: Here ya go! *They finally drag her out of the sticky mess* What happened and where's your clones?!

 

*Gladly accepts the help of the clone troopers*

Thanks, you guys!

*Looks to Risca*

I was fighting the pillow blasts beside my Clones, when out of nowhere there was this huge explosion of marshmallow muck! It fell on me so fast, I couldn't use the Force to slow it down. I think my Troopers may still be stuck down there!

*Uses the Force to sift through another mountain of marshmallows*

 

Alright this is the LAST time we're doing this with Marshmellows!

*Implying the huge pile of smores and Rex and Chase being stuck together.*

*Keeps digging through the pile of smores with the clones*

If you find any jedi be sure to hollar!

 

*Nods, and continues digging* Alright!

*Beams up com link* Jax! Whiplash! Waxer, are you there?

*Nothing but static*
*Slaps the com link is frustration* Either they are down too deep for a signal, or the reception here is just weak.

*Uses the Force to continue digging*

 

*Tries the comm link as well*

Risca: This is Commander Skywalker! Anyone read me?!

*Static is all that's heard for a few moments before a weak voice comes on over the comm link*

A'den: Ryi is that you?

Risca: Yeah I'm here A'den, where are you and who's with you?

A'den: Good to hear from you Commander, I'm here with the rest of my brothers, but we're stuck underneath this marsh mellow muck

Risca: No worries A'den, I'll get you and the boys out, stand by.

*Risca uses the force and levels a whole mountain of Smores, revealing the six troopers: A'den, Cubar, Ayso, Fi, Kote, and Jaro.*

*The other clones run over and check them out making sure their okay*

Risca: Geez...this is getting crazy!

 

*gasp* A pillow fight? I love online pillow fights!

*tosses pillows around randomly*

 

Hi I'm back (Throw a return of the Jedi pillow at every one)

 

Hey, I'm still here!

(( Throws a Pillow-detonator at you both ))

 

*Comes down from above with a gunship loaded with her Republic Commandos*

HAHA!!!! Oya!!!! Oya Manda!!!

*They charge, launching pillow artillery and raining down pillow bolts.*

Padawan! Get up here I've got plan!!

 

*Ducks down as gunships roar by*

YAAH! I see you, Risca!

*Leaps up in a Force-Jump, and lands neatly beside Risca*