[Sith War 2002] Of Gods and Goddesses
Darth Par-Kay
by gungan statues. Steve went to the nearest communications console
and contacted SD-KcK. "Curses! Where'd are deese statues comin from?!"
SD-KcK spoke as behind him a group of robotic ewok soldiers were
putting gungan ears on metallic object that looked very much like a
rude gesture,"Sir, apparently the Goddess Rakelle was displeased by
your actions. She restored the archives and sent the statues after
you."
Steve exploded in anger, "OK THAT'S IT! NO MORE MR. NICE STEVE!"
"Sir! Where's your accent!" SD-KcK looked like he was about to faint
in astonishment.
"Oh give me a break! You don't really think gungans all talk like
those backwater hicks in Oota Gunga do you? The accent is just for
effect!"
Somewhat disappointed with the logical answer, SD-KcK replied, "Oh."
"Now as I was saying, the Goddess shall pay for this!" Steve exclaimed
with a vicious tone in his voice. Cackling, he rushed to his private
vault, opened the vault and removed a large object, putting it on a
nearby desk. Unwrapping the ancient object from it's linen clothes, he
then opened the gold book of Ra he stole from a mummified archeologist
on Naboo some time ago. Searching for the right page he tore through
the golden pages until he found the right incantation. As he spoke the
words of the ancients, the ship began to shudder with the tremors of
the power he'd just unleashed. "Oota gunga vegitarian burrito!
Macarena suffie, pistachio toasters!!!!!" The rumbling subsided after
a few moments Steve returned the book to its sacred wrappings and put
it back into the vault.
Meanwhile in RASSM City, the Sith War Goddess suddenly popped into
existance near the remains of the MBB. The spell had done it's work
well, for Rakelle was now a mortal...
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SUMMARY
Rakelle is mortal.
Steve was faking his accent.
--
Steve
- Leader of the Gungan Seperatists
- Sith Lord Cousin of Jar Jar
- Veteran of Sith War III and IV
"Woar grrrrr hiss cough growl"
Celaeno
>Alarms sounded everywhere as the iShip was pummled like a PINCUSHION
>by gungan statues. Steve went to the nearest communications console
>and contacted SD-KcK. "Curses! Where'd are deese statues comin from?!"
>SD-KcK spoke as behind him a group of robotic ewok soldiers were
>putting gungan ears on metallic object that looked very much like a
>rude gesture,"Sir, apparently the Goddess Rakelle was displeased by
>your actions. She restored the archives and sent the statues after
>you."
Reaching for a bolt of purple skittle flavored lightning at the
mention of the name of her old self, the Goddess reconsiders...
And reaches for a Dyson Sphere instead.
Summary:
For lack of paying attention to events of Sith War IV, which he seems
so desperate to involve in the current war in a way that grants him
almightyness from the getgo, Steve gets his wish and can now spend as
much time as he likes in that particular war.
Inside a Dyson sphere.
In blue milk, of course.
I expect cartoon ambolts (as were the fashion in those days) to be
prevalent.
Sith War Goddess
--
"do not meddle in the affairs of goddesses, as being
struck by lightning often offends" - Rimrunner
Darth Par-Kay
Took you long enough.
Steve
Darth Par-Kay
> >SUMMARY
> >
> >Rakelle is mortal.
> >Steve was faking his accent.
>
> Summary:
> For lack of paying attention to events of Sith War IV, which he seems
> so desperate to involve in the current war in a way that grants him
> almightyness from the getgo, Steve gets his wish and can now spend as
> much time as he likes in that particular war.
> Inside a Dyson sphere.
> In blue milk, of course.
> I expect cartoon ambolts (as were the fashion in those days) to be
> prevalent.
>
>
> Sith War Goddess
Somewhere an oldbie woke up with a start, "Dang! I fell asleep again!
Curse my old age!" The oldbie struggled, trying to remember what it
was doing in front of the TV again. Whatever had been on the screen
was long finished, as it was only flashing that annoying static that
tv's flash when they've got nothing to show. "Oh yes! I was watching
Sith War 2002. Now, where's my remote?" The oldbie briefly searched
for the elusive device, finally locating it under a couch pillow. "Ok,
where were we when I nodded off?" The oldbie fumbled with the remote
for a second, and located the rewind button. The video spun backward
in time. "Aw forget it. I've seen this episode before." The oldbie
pressed the remote power button, turned the television off, and
promptly fell back asleep. Inside Sith War 2002, the sphere containing
Steve, the Throng, disappeared from existance as well as Sd-Kck and
the army of ewoks that had invaded RASSM City.
SUMMARY:
Steve was a figment of your imaginations.
--
Steve
C'Pi
"Darth Par-Kay" <gray...@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:d2613985.02071...@posting.google.com...
>
> SUMMARY:
>
> Steve was a figment of your imaginations.
No, I distinctly remember there was a Steve. A Steve with lots of Ewoks.
I'm quite sure of that.
C'Pi
Darth Par-Kay
You must've been halucinating. I guess someone poisoned the RASSM City
water supply. That or Jedi Hacker's been messing with the Matrix
again.
--
Steve
Celaeno
[snip getting Steve out of the way]
>Took you long enough.
Kind of hard to take care of these things when I am on vacation, you
know. (Didn't go near a computer for over a week and didn't miss it
one bit)
Rakelle
--
There was an old man
From Peru, whose limericks
Were really haiku