PT RYL - The PT Social Thread: ROTS Group Watch 5/17

New thread title, RYL - Invasion of the Socks

With a poll for who is the best sock...

 

Me and the mateys sailing up to board another ship

 

I love this sock

 

SUPREME COMMANDER HEFFLEY THE TIME HAS COME

EXECUTE ORDER 99

RELEASE THE FURBIES AND THE D.A.G.R.O.N.S. AND AMBUSH SUPER CLONE TROOPER,

I SHALL DEFEAT HIM WITH THE BANANA GAUNTLET!!!!

 

My gosh replaying Arkham Knight is infuriating...

every few seconds the game grinds to a halt to have either Oracle (easily the most annoying character in the game) Alfred or Lucius call you (which shows as a huge ass holo-screen on Batman's wrist) telling you things like "I'm really worried about my dad" or "I have two new add ons for your car Mr. Wayne...but don't forget you can only choose one right now, you are a in a video game don't forget" and Alfred in one scene actually calling you to say there is no news on a situation...
and then Batman saying himself something equally asinine like "oh, well, thanks Alfred, see what else I can do around the city"

then you have to listen to Scarecrow's boring monologues that don't suit the character at all (he's my fave Batman villain has been for decades but, **** me, Knight does him dirty) the ammount of times he just escapes boring Batman to sleep was almost funny....almost

And don't get me started on Riddler race tracks, basically you run 3 laps on a course, and each lap the course can change on you...like huge ass red or white blocks that come out of the wall, which weren't there seconds before, and which was also a solid wall. Sure Edward is a genius but he isn't fricking Mr. Mxyzpltlk

And that fricking Airship mission... "I have to tilt this ship and stop myself being crushed by these huge boxes....while also locking some into place like another Riddler mission.

And then...the story problems!

(didn't so mind much the batmobile stuff, the only time it was maddening was when it had to go on top of rooftops to "power the generator" for some horse **** )

 

Aw, you don't know who you're ******' messing with, *****. You don't even wanna KNOW what can of whoopass I opened up on that motha******' peashooter they call the Death Star. Prepare your candy ass to hoot and holler cause I'll show your sorry ***** ass what monkey DO to bananas!

 

It just got real.
Hold onto your butts!

 

Sock more like... Lock. As in, lock RYL, forever.

 

This goes out to the homies @Jedi Knight Fett @Valency Jane @B3 @B99 @Dandelo who liked because they wanted chapter 2

Spoiler: chapter 2

Darth Vader paced back about the throne room. Above, Emperor Palpatine's dark presence watched on in subdued thrill. But Vader's mind was focused not on his master, but his son who hid in the shadows. Their battle had become fierce, and indeed he had learned much over the past months. Something of a fatherly pride likely swelled within his shadowed heart, if even as a whisper upon the wind to him now. In the shadows, Luke hid himself, reprimanding himself for allowing the Sith Lord's temptation to get the better of him. He attempted to keep himself in a trancelike meditation, reciting the mantra of the Jedi to himself mentally.
"You cannot hide forever, Luke." Vader's voice reverberated through the acoustic halls of the throne room.
"I will not fight y-"
Luke's words were interrupted, when the door to the elevator opened. All turned their heads in that direction to witness the unexpected, the impossible. From the elevator emerged a hulking, familiar frame Palpatine himself had learned to fear.
"Aw, ****, dawg, this metal's in my way."
It was THE MOTHA******' SUPER CLONE TROOPER. He pushed aside the durasteel frame of the elevator entrance so that his absolute gigachad frame could fit through.
"OH **** NO," Palpatine shouted. "Lord Vader, dispatch of this-"
"Your sorry old ass is still ******' around?! Didn't I teach you a ******' lesson 20 somethin' years ago?" The super clone trooper cracked his knuckles.
"I am ******* serious, Lord Vader, right-"
"AW **** NO!" Vader interrupted his master. "I REMEMBER HIM, **** TO THE NO!" he shouted. His lightsaber deactivated immediately and he joined Luke's hiding place under the stairs.
"Yeah, I thought so, *****," the super clone trooper announced as the absolute unit ascended the throne room stairs towards the quaking emperor.
"Dad, what the ****, we were just-"
"SHUT THE **** UP, LUKE, THIS DUDE IS AN ALPHA BADASS MOTHA*****, HAVE YOU NEVER GUESSED WHY I NEED ******' ROBOT ARMS?"
The form of a small bluish glow materialized before them, and the ghost of a wise Jedi Master appeared. His panicked eyes widened.
"Master Yoda?" Luke wondered.
"Luke, the **** away you must ******* run!"
"You AGAIN? But you're ******' blue this time? **** that!" the super clone trooper's power was not limited to the mortal realm, and Yoda's ghost was punted the **** out into space.
"And you, you're discount Robocop?" the super clone trooper laughed at Vader. "Oh, ****, that was your sorry ass?" the super clone trooper dashed within less than the blink of an eye under the staircase.
"Oh, ****, Dad, I think you were right about him!" Luke exclaimed.
"YEAH, NO ****, SON," Vader whimpered.
"Huh? Your so- HAHAHA, you might want to take a paternity test, cause a *****ass like you was asking to get cucked. I'm just gonna *****'..." the super clone trooper appeared to stand still, but within a moment, Vader found himself with all of his mechanical limbs removed. Jets of blood rushed from the still organic holes now left on the end of his limbs. None could process the speed at which the super clone trooper moved, and their vision blurred as the blood squirted all around
"WHY THIS ****** DEJA ******* VU?!" lamented the Sith Lord.
"DAD, THE **** WAS THAT ****?" Luke shouted.
"WHAT DID I ******* TELL YOU, LUKE, HE-"
"No," began Palpatine. "No, no, no! Not again! This time I came prepared! You shall meet your end!"
From his robes, he pulled out a lightsaber which, instead of a lightsaber blade, had a miniature version of the Death Star's superlaser on it. The super clone trooper yawned while he was blasted over and over. The shrapnel from the planetary-level blast bounced off his armour and destroyed Vader's breathing equipment.
"No! This cannot be! I did not foresee this!"
"Lotta **** you don't ******' foresee, little *****ass motha*****!" the super clone trooper triumphantly lifted Palpatine and threw him through the window.
"Gonna *****' jack your ride now!" he said. The Death Star turned, and Palpatine's freezing body in the vacuum of space was obliterated by the superlaser, which the super clone trooper decided to hack so that it could fire at least 10000 times in the span of a few seconds.
"Ain't no way that old ***** is coming back in another ******' trilogy now, ******s! You guys wanna go play football with some *****' teddy bears now?" the super clone trooper turned to the other two. A moment passed. "Aw, ****, I ******' overdid it again! *****' weakass motha*****s."
Luke cradled his dying father, who had decided he felt bad and so now was a good guy again... only by the grace of the super clone trooper.
"Aight, I'm gonna kick around some teddy ***** asses!" he declared.
"Don't you mean kick a ball around with them?" asked Luke.
"I ******' SAID WHAT I *****' SAID, *****!" the super clone trooper lightly tapped Luke's hand in retaliation, melting all the synthetic skin from it. Luke howled in pain.
"OH GOD YOU *****' DESTROYED MY ******' FAKE HAND, YOU *******!"
"Son, just shut the **** up," the dying Anakin advised. "He'll make you into a ****** football yourself if you-"
With that, his body exploded into bloody chunks, horrifying Luke beyond the physical pain he felt. The internal organs and bits of bone became one with the Force, disappearing into nothingness.
"WHY THE **** DID YOU ****** DO THAT?" he screamed.
"Cause," the super clone trooper flexed his muscles. "Man, you should've heard that *****'s ******' whiny ass ***** when he was your age, that was a long time coming. Don't you *****' forget that!"

TO BE CONTINUED

 

Yeah, and I'll see all your ***** asses again like 15 years or some ****

 

We're not homies?

 

This is what a Tarantino directed SW movie would look like.

 

Nah, mang, we's homies. I was just very specifically tagging the people who liked my "like if you want part 2" post lol
Many of whom have not been here in a long time. I hope they're well

 

This is the opposite of what I usually read on this game in every way lol

 

Yeah, so many users that are never around these days, hope they saw you tagging them, homie.

I hope you will write many more parts in the future, im thinking atleast 10 parts of this fanfic.

 

@Seagoat maybe disney will make your fan fic their next SW show.

 

brilliant

 

Shouldn’t that be Attack of the Socks?

 

Which makes it even wilder when some people hold petty grudges against the users who have stuck around lol

 

I kind of did and didn’t stick around, depending on who you ask.