SITH WAR 2002: CRY HAVOC!!!
Michael Ponte (Love Machine)
McEwok. The President of the ISGLE (International Society of Gold Leader
Enthusiasts)- Love Machine, studies a video screen before him.
"Where is it...AH! There she is! There is Endor's Revenge!!"
The Love Machine's lackey- Sean Walsh, walks up to his master dressed as
Ginger Spice.
"Do I really have to dress up like this?"
"Yes! We must look our best for Drake. He is due here within the hour. He
wanted you dressed as Ginger Spice, so you shall dress as Ginger Spice."
"Yes sir."
"Do the music."
"Please...."
"NOW!"
"Oh for the love of god.... If you wanna be my lover, you've gotta get with
my friends! Loving is to easy- friendship never ends!!!"
"Nice. That should please him. Is the T-Bone steak dinner cooking?"
A completely demasculinated Sean Walsh replies "Yes sir. The full dinner has
been prepared."
Sean looks over at his master and sees that prior to his arrival, Love
Machine was staring at the video screen. "Is that Endor's Revenge sir?"
"Yes. Apparantly, McEwok arrived in the RASS* system sometime ago and was
waiting for us to approach him. The message, sadly, was lost. Now though I
have discovered the recent christening of the Luddite Star Endor's revenge-
entirely made of wood!"
"Wood? Are they kidding?"
"That is what I said. Seeing as how we do not have time for a major battle
at the moment, what say we just send them a little present MWA-HAHAHAHA!!!!"
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Love Machine's Death Star, moves quietly towards Endor's Revenge. A probe is
released from the docking bay of the Death Star and flies towards the Wooden
Vessel. Being as small as it is, the probe defies detection by the
nightwatchman- who was sound asleep as all nightwatchmen should be.
The Probe latches onto the hull and opens up. Hundreds of Genetically
enhanced Termites begin to eat thier way into the ship. On the Death Star,
Love Machine squeals with Glee.
"Squeal!!!"
Walsh notices a flashing red light. He turns to Love Machine.
"Sir, the Racoon has arrived!"
"Excellent! Is the Cloning process ready?"
"Yes sir, but there is a problem."
"Oh?"
"The Porkinites have already begun cloning a C'Pi Army."
"Crap! I wanted to do that. Never the less, start cloning anyway."
"But our army will be indistinguishable from theirs!"
"Make our C'Pi's.... Mexican!"
"A Mexican C'Pi?!"
"No... 10,000 Mexican C'Pi's!!! Oh! Look sharp. Drake is about to dock! Get
you song ready..."
"Jesus. This alliance can not be a good thing..."
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SUMMARY:
Love Machine attacks the Endor's Revenge with Hundreds of Termites.
He begins his own Cloning Project to make an army of Mexican C'Pi's.
Drake is about to arrive for his summit with the ISGLE.
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Michael Ponte: The Love Machine
super...@attbi.com
President of the International Society of Gold Leader Enthusiasts (ISGLE)
Veteran of Celebration I and II
"Only about 10 percent of movies made every year are any good. Ninety
percent are just plain shit. And today it seems we're standing in the middle
of the shit." - George Lucas
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Spawn of Porkins
"Michael Ponte (Love Machine)" <super...@attbi.com> wrote in message
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> SUMMARY:
> Love Machine attacks the Endor's Revenge with Hundreds of Termites.
>
> He begins his own Cloning Project to make an army of Mexican C'Pi's.
>
ROTFLMAOGRIBINK! El C'pi?
> Drake is about to arrive for his summit with the ISGLE.
>
Dear god...
>
> --
> Michael Ponte: The Love Machine
> super...@attbi.com
Ponte, you just gained my eternal respect for that one.
Jade
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The game is an elbow.
Michael Ponte (Love Machine)
"Spawn of Porkins" <galacti...@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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It's nice to be respected... a first for me ;)
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Michael Ponte: The Love Machine
super...@attbi.com
President of the International Society of Gold Leader Enthusiasts (ISGLE)