Ok, this is where the story will pick up after some unfortunate insidences caused the last story to be shut down. Before we start a few rules: 1. Don't use the names of the people on this board or any FanForce boards 2. Keep it clean (no profanities, blatant sexual innuedos, etc.) 3. Try to make your word fit grammaticly into the sentence being formed (no one likes awkward sentences) 4. Have Fun the story so far with some minor changes(in brackets): One dark and sinister Wookie named Fuzzy Wuzzy found a holocron. Perplexed, he threw marshmellows at an angry Krayt Dragon. It gurgled down many of the wookie's toes whilst Mr. Beebo danced the yellow brick road. When something smelly started, Fuzzy Wuzzy and Mr. Beebo went crazy insane after they made cookies. Millions of nerfs mourned the terrible smell of the Kaminoan boogers. The one nerf ball [herder] liked burned Ewok droppings in his tuba of green destruction. The End Epilouge: Mr. Beebo secreted his cheese out of his tritanium nostril leaving only mucus-engorged lump-lumps. "yummy!" said Palpatine as he readied seven fingernails to isert greedily into the moisture under [Fuzzy Wuzzy's] large balloon shaped hindquarters. [Fuzzy Wuzzy] yelped, "yeeeeeeeeooooooooooooowwwwwww!!" but enjoyed shooting . . ."