[cue 3do that says "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far, away..."]

[Cue SW theme....]

[Cue Moving Star Wars 3do...]

[Cue Moving Star Wars Text 3do...]

A Long Time Ago in A......

[Computer Lockup]

Spinner: "Damn it!! Ancient unreliable piece of ^%#@%^"

Fudge: "Just a minute!"

[Several long ticks later the computer is working, starting where it left off]

A Long Time Ago in A Galaxy Far Far Far Far Far Far Away It is a period of civil war. Spaceships captianed by daring Roleplayers, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil General Discussioners During the battle, Roleplaying spies managed to steal secret plans to the GD's ultimate weapon, the Corrupted Admin Station, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire forum. Pursued by the Empire's sinister agents, Princess Silver races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the Planetarion Message Boards...

If you can read this you don't need glasses.

[The text disapears.]

[Cue cardboard Starship Idiot]

[Cue Starship to move over the painted planet backdrop.]

[Cue fancy lights]

[Cue oversized metal starship General Discussions 1.]

[Cue even more fancy lights]

[Cue cheap set, cheesehead and Stormchild pretending to stumble as the set is hit. Bunch of men with cheap laser guns run by.]

Cheesehead: "Did you hear that?"

Stormchild: "Beep beeep beeeeeeeeep. (No you ^$#!@, I am deaf and dumb here NOT to miss it over your whinning)"

Cheesehead: "They shut down the main reactor, we'll be destroyed for sure. I can't be destroyed, I am Cheesehead Mark XI, sex-symbol to all droids out there. It would be such a shame."

Stormchild: "Beep (GET A LIFE!!)"

Cheesehead: "At least that Princess will not be able to escape, WooHoo!!"

[Cue loud clanging noises]

Cheesehead: "What is that, is that the sound of my doom, AHHHHH."

Stormchild: "Beep beep beeap bep beeeeeeep. (No you fool, read the script instead of drinking your oil there. We are important characters here, we won't die.)"

Cheesehead: "Really?!? My fans are saved, Cheesehead, the sex-symbol to all droids will LIVE!!!!"

[Cue external view of ships moving together.]

[Cue loud clanging noises. The soldiers all look up, then at the one door.]

jell: "Wait a minute here, why are we all waiting at this ONE door for the evil General Discussioners to invade us? Do you really think that they are stuiped enough to walk into the middle of this narrow corridor?"

[Cue door exploding, and General Discussioners pouring out of the door. Lasers fill the corridor, killing many on both sides. Due to the plot god, it is mostly Roleplayers that die.]

[Cue stormchild have a data-card enter his port by a mysterious princess.]

Stormchild: "Beep beep (Ohhhm yesssss.)"

[Cheesehead wanders in as the princess moves away.]

Cheesehead: "What are you doing here?!? Common, you got to help me, the droid sex-symbol get away."

[Stormchild rolls away without a beep to the conviently nearby escape pod.]

Cheesehead: "Oh yess, even though it is restricted, but for me, cheesehead the droid sex-symbol nothing is restricted. Common open it up you overwieght glob of greese."

Stormchild: "Beep (Shut up!)"

[Two droids enter the escape pod]

[Cue escape pod launching from ship.]

[Switch to gunner control on General Discussions 1]

Random Gunner: "Look sir, another one, can I shoot it please please please."

[Commander looks at data-pad labeled Star Wars: Episode IV]

Commander: "No, let it go, it's a vital plot device."

[Cue interior of pod.]

Cheesehead: "Hmmm, the damage dosen't look as bad from here. I've could have had enough time to get me stuff."

Stormchild: "Beep beep beeep bepppppeeep (Whatever)"

[Cue shot of pod spinning towards planet.]

[Cue interial area of Idiot. Cue big man in black armor holding Captian Crazyboy by throat over the ground.]

Darth Vader: "Where are the plans you rebel scum?"

Director: "CUT!!!!"

[Everyone stops what they are doing and stare.]

Director: "Vader, you are on the wrong set, this is RP Star Wars, not Star Wars Star Wars."

Darth Vader: "Opps, sorry master."

Director: "Yeah yeah yeah, get out of here."

[Vader leaves, Lord Skragg enter.]

Director: "Good, Lord Skragg, get in position."

Captain Crazyboy: "Oh no, not again."

[Lord Skragg picks up Captain Crazyboy and holds him several inches above the ground.]

Director: "AND.................................................................................. ....................................................................................................... ........................................................................................................ ....................................................................................................... ........................................................................................................ .. ....................................................................................................... ........................................................................................................ ........................................................................................................ ....................................................................................................... . ....................................................................................................... ......................................................................... .. ACTION!!!!!"

Lord Skragg: "Where are the plans? Whata have you done with them?"

Captain Crazyboy: "Can't....................speak............"

[Bone breaking sound effects are heard. Lord Skragg throws Captain Crazyboy's body against the wall, denting the cheap cardboard.]

Lord Skragg: "Officer, tear apart this ship until you find those plans. And since the plot calls for a princess, bring her to me ALIVE!!!"

[Everyone walks away]

[Change scene to that of Princess Silver holding a REALLY long gun. Several throwaway GD'ers come towards her.]

GD'er #1: "There's a chick, only on this ship, set weapons to stun."

[Princess Silver aims and fires, killing throwaway GD'er #1. GD'ers #2 fires, and thanks to the plot gods hits her and knocks her out.]

GD'er #2: "She'll be alright, cuff her."

[Shift scene to that of Princess Silver cuffed, surrounded by GD soldiers in their cheap plastic armor. Lord Skragg then steps out in front of her.]

Princess Silver: "Lord Skragg, only you would be so bold, stuiped, annoying, pain in the....."

Lord Skragg: "Princess Silver, what a pleasure. I want to know what you did with the plans that the Roleplayers sent you?'

Princess Silver: "I don't know what you are talking about, I am a member of the General Discussions senate and a representative of planet Jagfer."

Lord Skragg: "You are a lowely Roleplayer and a traitor. TAKE HER AWAY!!!"

[Throwawayable GD'ers push Silver to the other end of the hall.]

GD Officer: "You realize the senate will complain about this."

Lord Skragg: "Not if they don't find out. Send a distress call, then send a message to the senate that all aboard were killed."

GD Officer: "Sir"

[A commander walks up to Lord Skragg]

GD Commander: "My Lord, there are no traces of the records on this ship. Several escape pods were launched during the fighting. We destroyed them, but had to let one through for it was a vital plot device."

Lord Skragg: "She must have hidden the plans on that escape pod. Sends a team to the planet, see to it personally commander. There will be noone to stop us this time, not that there was anyone to stop us before."

[Cue shot of the General Discussions #1 Moving through space over the painted planet.]

[Cue desert planet. Cue escape pod in the far distance, with two tracks from two droids.]

Cheesehead: "We are made to suffer, it's our lot in life. Look at me, the droid sex symbol, reduced to walking on this planet with no opprotunity for a decent oil bath."

Stormchild: "Beep (Get over it, you are one ugly motherf*****)"

[Two stormtroopers walk up to cheesehead and stormchild.]

Trooper #1: "Look sir, droids."

Trooper #2: "Just what we were looking for."

Cheesehead: "You fools, you are on the wrong set."

Trooper #1: "Nope."

Trooper #2: "We are not."

[Two Throwaway GD troopers come up behind the Stormtroopers.]

GD Trooper #1: "Hey, those guys are doing our roles."

GD Trooper #2: "Shall we use these laser cannons?"

GD Trooper #1: "Nahhh, I got better idea."

[GD Trooper #1 sneaks up behind the two Sotrmtroopers and plugs in sex tapes of cheesehead into their helmets. Instantly the two Stormtroopers fall to the ground, unconcious from the sheer horror.]

GD Trooper #1: "Now then, droids."

Cheesehead: "You fool, we are vital plot elements and it is vital that we escape. Here, Stormchild, drop your spare O-ring here, that way they can find us."

Stormchild: "Beep BEOP (Why must I drop something?!?")

[Stormchild drops a spare O-ring.]

Cheesehead: "Now, leave here and come back in a hour and you can find us again, kill those people, opps, I wasen't suppose to say that."

GD Trooper #1: "Okay. We can bring these two fools to the RIGHT set there."

[The two GD'ers piuck up the Stormtroopers and leave for the other set while the droids continue to walk. They eventually reach a division in the imaginary road that they are travelling.]

Stormchild: "Beep bopbeeepbeepebepebep (I got a really important mission and I want to go to those rocks)."

Cheesehead: "Mission smission. I got to find civilization so I can go find my loyal fans and save them from the horror of me being missing."

Stormchild: "Beepbeep (Go take a cold shower I go right)"

Cheesehead: "Fine and I go left. I better not catching you following me for help cause you won't get it."

[Cue the two droids moving apart. After several long minutes cheesehead is cued to start speaking to himself.]

Cheesehead: "That little %^#@!, he tricked me, ME, the droid sex-symbol. At least with me being a vital part of the plot, even if I do not know what it is, assures that I'll live somehow."

[Cue mirror in the very distance.]

Cheesehead: "What's that, a mirror, I'm saved, hey, OVER HERE!!! HELP!!!!!!! SAVE THE DROID SEX-SYMBOL!!!!!!!"

[Cue to Stormchild wheeling around.]

Stormchild: "Beep beep beep beep beep beep (Hundred and one bottles of lomin-ale on the wall, hundred and one bottles.... take on down, pass it around, one-hundred bottles of lomin-ale on the wall. Hundred bottles of lomin-ale on the wall..........)"

[Cue hamsters running around. One of them shoots Shormchild with a blue bolt of evergy from a hotwired gun. Squeking, they carry Stormchild to their hamster-mobile, where they suck him up into it. Stormchild lands on Cheesehead upon landing. Cheesehead looks up from the other droid he was already laying on.]

Stormchild: "BEEP!!!! (HOLY SH*T!!! THE MOST HORRIFYING SIGHT!!! I CAN'T GO ON!)"

[Stormchild shuts down as cheesehead looks at him.]

Cheesehead: "Ah well, looks like he can't join us."

[Scene shift to the escape pod.]

GD Trooper #1: "Alright, now, where is that O-ring."

[GD Trooper #2 picks up O-ring.]

GD Trooper #2: "Look sir droids."

[Cue cheap cardboard hamster-mobile moving over the desert. Cue to interior shot of it, with cheesehead and stormchild in there. Cheesehead hits Stormchild.]

Cheesehead: "Wake up!"

Stormchild: "beep (Whoa, what a nightmare, cheesehead on a hamster-mobile, ugh.)"

Cheesehead: "We've stopped."

Stormchild: "BEEP! (NO, IT WAS REAL, AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!)"

[Cue hamsters opening the large door and kicking all the droids out. They organzie them into a rough line as a old man walks out follow by a younger man.]

Old women voice: "Bakan.... BAKAN!!!! Get your @$$ over here!!!"

[Bakan runs over to the nearby pit and looks down.]

Bakan: "What you want you old hag?"

Warlady: "First off you don't talk to me like that second make sure your uncle get's a droid that speaks p33t hacker talk."

Bakan: "Yeah yeah, whatever you b*tch."

[Bakan runs out where Stormchild and cheesehead are being looked at by Tseia.]

Tseia: "You do anything useful?"

Cheesehead: "Why of course sir. I am CheeseheadMarkXC3P63O3246233265236322GFRUCP30. Human vs. Cyborg relations, and all around droid sex symbol."

Tseia: "That's all nice and everything, but can you speak p33t hacker talk?"

Cheesehead: "Why of course, some of my best roles were in that talk."

Tseia: "Good, I'll take him, and that blue one since I read the script and know the red one will kill itself so I just want to save time and just buy the blue one right off the bat."

[Tseai and hamster exchange money and drugs as Bakan walks over.]

Bakan: "Make sure that one speaks p33t hacker talk."

[Tseai hits Bakan over the head.]

Tseai: "Of course I did you arrogant little brat. Now take these two to the garage and clean them up, they need it being in that hamster-mobile there."

Bakan: "But I was going to Announcements to check out Planetarion version 6.0."

Tseai: "You can waste time with your friends after your chores are done, which won't be for a long time, MUHAHAHAHAHA. Opps, did I say that out loud. Anyways, get your ass moving and clean up those droids."

Bakan: "Yes sir."

[Cue fade in from black.]

[Cue Cheesehead being submersed in boiling oil.]

Cheesehead: "Ohhhhh, ahhhhh, ohhhhh, this oil bath feels sooooooooooo good."

[Bakan is idely playing with a model.]

Bakan: "Oh, it's not &#%$@# fair, gdncnqdf was right, for once, I'm never going to get off this rock."

[Cheesehead is enjoying his oil bath far to much. Bakan walks over to Stormchild and starts trying to clean him.]

Bakan: "Why can't we ever get cool droids, you know, the type that can alter time, speed up the harvest, or teleport me off this blistering rock."

Cheesehead: "Ahhhhh, well, ohhhhhhh, I can't help you there sir."

Bakan: "That's right call me sir you tin plated rust bucket."

Cheesehead: "Sir, I'm NOT a tin plated rust bucket. I am Cheesehead MarkX Model C3P63O3246233265236322GFRUCP30. Human vs. Cyborg relations, and all around droid sex symbol. That is my costar, Stormchild."

Stormchild: "BEEP!!! (I would NEVER be your costar you piece of s***!!!!)"

Bakan: "Great, we had to get one with a ego. Well, where did you come from. Your little friend here is dirty, probably from all that 'carbon "scoring"'."

Stormchild: "BEEP BEEP!!!!! (F*ck off)"

Cheesehead: "Well, we were interupted by those damn General Discussioners attacking our ship. We barely made it off alive, thanks to my herorics."

Stormchild: "BEEP beep bep beep bop (Yeah right, you were about to dump your oil there.)"

Bakan: "Well, whatever happened, your friend has a good load on him. Were you on a star cruiser or......"

[Cue Bakan flying back in shock, and cheap transparent hologram forming in his place of Princess Silver.]

Princess Silver Hologram: "Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope, Help me CCC, you are my only hope."

Cheesehead: "Look, she's not bad looking, but you might want to say something, you know, go along with the script."

[Bakan wipes drool from his jaw.]

Bakan: "Oh yeah..... ummmm, she beautiful. Who is she?"

Cheesehead: "Well, it should be my droids and fantasy XX, but this little terp overwritten it. I think she was a passenger, a person of some importance *cough*major plot character*cough* but I do not know. Our captain...."

Bakan: "Yeah yeah whatever, she's beautiful, I think she is in trouble, what's the rest of the message."

Stormchild: "Beep bep bop bep beeep (Yeah, first of all take off my restraint bolt so I can escape so you can meet her. To bad you can't understand what I'm saying, HAH. You better tell him to take off my bolt, otherwise all your 'Oil and Wild' viedoes will be adios.)"

Cheesehead: "He says that is a porblem with the restraining bolt. If you take it off he should be able to play the rest of the message."

Bakan: "Oh, okay, sounds reasonable."

[Bakan pulls off the restraining bolt with little special effects of eletricity. The hologram disapears.]

Bakan: "What, where she go?"

Stormchild: "WhoopBeep (Haha sucker, you $#@#%#@!!!)"

Warlady: "Bakan, get your @$$ in here, we got dinner ready and you got it eat it all."

Bakan: "Great, you keep a eye on him cheese."

[Bakan runs out to dinner.]

Cheesehead: "You better have NOT deleted any on my stuff."

Stormchild: "Beep (%^#!@#)"

[Cue Warlady making some weird and stinky dish.]

[Cue Bakan walking on in.]

Tseai: "Where the hell are you, you're food warlady here made for you is getting warm. Sit your @$$ down and eat."

Bakan: "Sorry sir, I was working on those two new droids."

Warlady: "Does the tall one speak p33d hacker language?"

Tseai: "Well, the hamsters said that it did, so it should."

Warlady: "It better, other I'm going to whip Bakan here for not reminding you in time again."

Bakan: "About those droids we just got, I think that they were stolen. I found a message for a CCC. I thought he meant old Crazy CCC out there in the desert."

Tseai: "Don't even think about that there, that man is just a crazy man, old at that. I want to flush those droids memories tommarrow."

Bakan: "Well, what if CCC goes looking for those droids? he could kick my @$$ if I wipe the droids."

Tseai: "Don't worry, it's your @$$, not ours here."

Bakan: '^#$@^#@@#^%@#%%#@"

Tseai: "What was that young man!"

Bakan: "Nothing."

[Cue several minutes of eating in silence.]

Bakan: "You know, with the new droids, which should work out fine, I think I'm going to go apply to the General Discussion Academy there."

Tseai: "What are you THINKING?!?!

Bakan: "I'm thinking of getting the hell off this sh*thole."

Tseai: "You call this place a sh*thole, YOU'RE GROUNDED!!!"

Warlady: "For 3 seasons."

Bakan: "Oh ahh, what a f*cking surprise."

[Bakan get's up and walks out.]

Warlady: "Where you going? You haven't finised your bantha fodder."

Bakan: "Nowhere, just finishing up those two droids."

[Bakan disapears.]

Warlady: "You know, it would be nicer for him to be gone, he has no friends here."

Tseai: "But...... he will become this very evil man and kill us all."

Warlady: "He's to much like his father there."

Tseai: "That's why I am afriad if we ease up on him."

[Cue Bakan walking out and staring at the 14.5 suns setting in the distance. Cue emotional music. Bakan looks at the suns for a long time. Cue zipping sound.]

Bakan: "I wish Tseai there would finish working on the bathroom."

[Cue Bakan walking into the garage. Cheesehead is sitting there watching TV with half it connected through his chest.]

Bakan: "Whoa, you got the holocomm black box inside you."

Cheesehead: "What do you expect, me, the droid sex symbol stuck paying for low end entertainment."

Bakan: "Yeah, whatever, where's Stormchild?"

Cheesehead: "Well, after you removed his restraining bolt, he jetted right out of here."

Bakan: "He WHAT?!!?!"

[Bakan runs out, pulls out a cheapo ceral box binoculars and looks around. Cheesehead follows him out.]

Bakan: "Oh man, I can't see him anywhere's."

Cheesehead: "Well, you better find him, I just realized that little sneak took all my videos with him."

Bakan: "Well, we can't go out tonight, so tommarrow in the morning we will leave. It's to dangerous with all the ahppy people out there."

Tseai (distance): "BAKAN, GET YOUR LAZY @$$ IN HERE, IT'S BEDTIME AND I'M KILLING POWER AND TURNING ON SECURITY SYSTEM TO KILL!!!!"

Bakan: "First thing in the morning we leave, and you are coming."

[Cue cheap lamp simluating sunrise.]

Tseai: "Ahhhhh, another wonderful morning, time to abuse Bakan, good thing there is no law here. BAKAN!!! BAKAN, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?"

[Tseai walks into warlady making breakfast.]

Tseai: "You seen Bakan?"

Warlady: "He left early this morning to run some errands."

Tseai: "Damn, he must have known I was having him work on the septic system here."

[Cue cheap cardboard hovercraft flying over the ground.]

Bakan: "I got a droid here, a model R2D26532758327589327598326532986528795268932. I think it's him, hit the gas."

[Cue shot of a happy person looking at the hovercraft, chucking. It leaves, then get's on a large hairy beast and trudges off.]

[Cue Bakan and Cheesehead getting in front of Stormchild.]

Bakan: "Where you think you going you little pice of trash?"

Stormchild: "Beep (F**k off, I'm a important mission here)"

Cheesehead: "You heard him, I had to wake up early to accomine him, and I WANT MY TAPES!!!!"

Bakan: "Easy easy, let's just take him back to the farm there."

Stormchild: "Beep beep beep beep (Holy, I'm detecting other people nearby."

Bakan: "What the hell is he saying?"

Cheesehead: "He detects several creatures approaching."

Bakan: "Happy people, or worse."

[Bakan grabs large long gun.]

Bakan: "Let's go look."

[Several minutes later they are on a ridge looking at some hairy beasts.]

Bakan: "Well, I see several hairy beasts, but no.... wait,..... there's a happy person, he's waving at me, one finger, what's this."

[Happy person stands up in forn to Bakan.]

Cheesehead: "AHHHHHH!!!!! HOLY SH*T!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!"

[Cheesehead runs away, trips and falls down the clift. The happy person breaks Bakan's gun easily, and hits him in the chest. The happy person keeps hitting Bakan, until he holds up Bakan's spine and skull dripping in blood in a single hand in a victory celebration.]

Director: "CUT!!!"

[Everyone stops what they are going and look at the director.]

Director: "Happy person, you are just to knock him out, not kill him. Someone get the respawn ray."

[Stage hand runs up with respawn ray and fires on Bakan's remains.]

*RESPAWN*

Director: "Okay, try to mess up again, ready...... ACTION!!"

[Bakan is hit over the head and knocked out. The happy people walk over to the cardboard hovercraft and start tearning it apart, not that hard. Stormchild hides in a conviently nearby cave till.]

Unknown: "I love you.....you love me....."

[Happy people look up and run away in sheer terror, leaving the cardboard hovecraft and Bakan's unconcious body laying on the ground. A figure in a brown robe walks into view, and massages Bakan's head. He then looks at Stormchild.]

CCC: "Well, hello little one. You look familiar, but I can't remember where."

Stormchild: "WhineBeep (Yeah, that who Naboo thing with [chous]'Jesus'[cut chous] and big haired lady, don't sweat it, I still don't understand it.]

Bakan: "Ugh.... what a nice dream."

CCC: "You are a lucky one there, I'm sensing the aftereffects of a respawn ray on you, seems like a happy person got to happy with you."

Bakan: "Ugh, Ben, ben is that you?"

CCC: "Nonono, I'm CCC, Ben is in Star Wars, common, snap out of it."

Bakan: "Ugh, CCC, CCC it's really you."

CCC: "Not many people go out into the NoManEnterOrDie land here."

Bakan: "It's not my fault, this stuiped droid here left last night and I ahd to get him before I get whipped again."

Stormchild: "BEEP! (Hey, you're the one who took of the restraining bolt there.)"

Bakan: "Anyways, he's looking for a CCC to help this hot chick on a hologram."

CCC: "CCC, now that's a name I've heard a lot lately."

Bakan: "Really, you know him [stage whisper] I feel stuiped for saying that for I already know you are CCC but the script still calls for it[cut stage whisper]."

CCC: "Of course I do, it's me. Now, to save some time we should go to my swinging bacholors pad before more happy people come."

Bakan: "Sounds cool man."

[Cue cheap model shot of old CCC's house with the beaten up cardboard hovercraft hovering next to it via the magic of wires.]

Bakan: "No, my pop wasen't in the spamming wars, he was a navigator on a enioum freighter."

CCC: "That's what Tseai told you, he didn't like your old man one bit, even more so when he.....ahahaha, can't say that yet. Anyways, I got something here for you."

[Cue Cheesehead stumbling in holding his arm.]

Cheesehead: "*shiff* What a shame what shame, my poor lovely arm."

Stormchild: "Beep whistle Beep (Damnit, he survived.)"

Bakan: "Hey there, just relax, turn yourself off and you'll be as good as new whjen you wake up."

Cheesehead: "*crying oil* Okay."

[Cheesehead turns himself off and falls to the ground.]

Bakan: "Stormchild, fix him up will you."

Stormchild: "Beep (F*ck you)"

[CCC walks back in holding a small cylinder.]

CCC: "Okay, I see that the plot is now fixed, so here is your modding tool."

[Bakan takes the modding tool and turns it out, nearly cutting his head off.]

Bakan: "Whoa, sh*t, why didn't you warn me."

CCC: "The modding tool is a elegant weapon of a more so-called civilized age. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster or other weapons."

Bakan: "Cool dude, BTW, how did my dad die."

CCC: "A young RP Modder named Lord Skragg, my apprentice till he turned to the GD ways. He betrayed and murdred your pop."

Bakan: "No."

CCC: "Well, enough of that, let's see what Stormchild has here, I swear, he looks sooooo familiar here."

[CCC taps Stormchild on the head, and the hologram appears.]

Princess Silver hologram: "General CCC, during the spamming wars you helped my father, king of the planet Jagfer. Now we need your help again. ON board my ship we have plans for the GD's latest weapon of terror. However, we are about to be captured, so I placed the plans in this lowely maintence droid. Help us CCC, you are one of our few hopes."

[Hologram disapears, CCC tries to look thoughtful and pulls out a book.]

Bakan: "Wow, what are you going to do."

CCC: "Damn alzimers..."

[CCC continues to read the book, labeled 'Star Wars: Episode IV: A New Board: RP Edition'.]

CCC: "Ah yes, you shall come with me to learn the ways of the modding."

Bakan: "The modding?"

CCC: "Oh yeah, the planetarion is binds all of us together, it makes us up. You have the ability to be a modder, one who can affect things."

Bakan: "Okay...."

CCC: "Well, I should take you with me to Jagfer, to get you away from your uncle Telsia there."

Bakan: "Nononono, I can't leave, he'll take away all my money."

CCC: "To be a modder you must forsake all material commodities, including money."

Bakan: "Yeah, whatever, if only they would go die. Anyways, I'll take you as far as LastStopBeforeCivilization. You can hitch a ride to Mos Espa, I mean Eisely, or whatever the damn place is called."

CCC: "You must do what you feel is right, and follow the will of the plot gods."

Bakan: "The plot gods?"

CCC: "That young one is a diffferent story for a different time. Wake up your droid there and let's set off."

[Cue General Discussions #1 moving through space.]

[Cue General Discussions #1 approached the Corrupted Admin Station, shrinking to show how big the station is till it is only a tiny dot.]

[Cue to interior, cheap alumanin conference room with several high ranking GD officers.]

GD Officer #1: Until this station is fully operational, we are so vulnerable. The Roleplayers are stealing to must of our good sh*t. They are more dangerous than you think.

GD Officer #2: I think not fool. Maybe to your precious little 'starfleet', but not to this battle station, for we got the ownage."

GD Officer #1: "The Roleplayers will continue to gain passive support in the General Discussions senate until."

[Cue General Geiger walking in with Lord Skragg.]

General Geiger: "The General Discussions senate has been disolved. The last remanted of the Old forums has been removed."

GD Officer #3: "Impossible, how will the Emporer maintain control over...."

General Geiger: "The regional governers now have direct control over their territories. Fear will keep the local systems in line, fear of this ass-kicking corrupted admin station."

GD Officer #1: "And what of teh Roleplayers. If they managed to get a complete copy of the specs for this station they may find a weakness and try to kick OUR ass."

Lord Skragg: "The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands."

GD Officer #2: "Any attack may by the Roleplayers against this station would be futitle. This station is now the ultimate power in the forums. I suggest that we use it."

Lord Skragg: "Do not be to proud of this station, the ability to destroy a forumn is insignificant to the power of the planetarion."

GD Officer #2: "Don't try to frighten us with your mysterious ways Lord Skragg. Your pathetic devotion to the planetarion has not helped you produce da stolen plans, nor has it given you glimpse of the future to know where the Roleplayer base is......."

[Cue GD Officer #2 crawling at his throat as if he's chocking.]

Lord Skragg: "I fine your lack of belief disturbing."

General Geiger: "That's enough, we need him, release him Lord Skragg."

Lord Skragg: "As you wish."

[GD Officer #2 falls into his chair, his blue face drooling slightly and tilted at a odd angle.]

General Geiger: "This bickering is pointless there my peeps. Lord skragg will give us the location of the Roleplayers forum. We will then delete them with one swift blow."

[Cue fade in to the burning remains of the hamsters mobile. Hamsters are scattered all over, dead. Cheesehead, Stormchild, Bakan, and CCC look around.]

Bakan: "Looks like the happy people got happy again, barney dolls, heart stunners, I just never them attacking hamsters, they thought hamsters were way to cute."

CCC: "They didn't, we are made to think they did. Happy people always walk single file, following the happiest person, while these tracks are side by side as if this group has no leader. Plus happy people are not this accurate, only General Discussioners when they are really trying and the plot god is on their side are."

Bakan: "But why would General Discussioners be killing hamsters, not that I mind, but, wait, these are the same hamsters that sold us those damn droids. That would mean..... the General Discussioners are heading...... home."

[Cue anxious music.]

CCC: "Home? Wait Bakan, it's to dangerous."

[Bakan jumps onto cardboard hovercraft and speeds off. Music rises as Bakan arrives at the burning farm.]

Bakan: "UNCLE TELSIA, AUNT WARLADY?!!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?!??!?"

[Bakan jumps out of his hovercraft, and sees two burning bodies.]

Bakan: "Oh, no."

[Bakan then reconizes them as Telsia and Warlady.]

Bakan: "Oh YES!!!! I'm FREE!!!!!"

[Bakan takes a leak on the bodies.]

Bakan: "Now for the money."

[Bakan runs into the farm looking for the safe, only to see it ripped open, nothing in it.]

Bakan: "Oh no."

[Cue emotional music.]

Bakan: "Whatever shall I do...."

Plot God: "You shall be a force of good."

Bakan: "Who's that?!?"

Plot God: "I am the plot god, I knwo that you are a force to be a force of good. Let go of your material desires."

Bakan: "I....yes....I can let them go, thank you plot god."

[Bakan runs out to his cardboard hovercraft and speeds back to CCC and the droids.]

[Exterior shot of Corrupted Admin Station. See 3 Interceptors in formation fly by.]

[Interior shot of Corrupted Admin Station. Lord Skragg is walking the detection block with 2 GD guards. They arrive at a door and enter the cell of Princess Silver. As they enter, Lord Skragg pulls out a small pin from a silver box. The pin morphs into a artificial snake.]

Lord Skragg: "And now princess, you will tell us about the secret Roleplaying base."

Princess Silver: "I got a better idea. How about I flip you off."

[Princess Silver holds out her middle finger to Lord Skragg.]

Princess Silver: "And you take me back to the General Discussions senate."

Lord Skragg: "Wrong answer."

[Lord Skragg brings the technology snake close to Princess Silver as the cell door slams shut.]

[Cue random GD guard walking by.]

[Fade in to hamster mobile wreckage. Cheesehead is carrying bodies to a small fire.]

Cheesehead: "Ohhh, this is soooooooo gross, why must I carry these dead hamster bodies."

[Bakan's cardboard speeder pulls up. Bakan get's out, looking happy.]

Bakan: "CCC, I'm ready to go with you. I'm ready to learn about the planetarion. I want to become a modder, like my father."

[Cue CCC tapping Bakan on the shoulder, then they walk away.]

[Cue cardboard speeder speeding by overload with the droids and CCC and Bakan.]

[Cue shot of Bakan and CCC standing on a cliff looking at a small town.]

CCC: "Mos espa, I mean Mos Eisely, I mean Ederford City. You will never find a more wreched place of scum and villinery on this side of the galaxies butt."

[Cue shot of Bakan and company speeding into Ederford City. They are instantly pulled over by some random GD troopers.]

GD Trooper Leader: "How long had you these droids."

Bakan: "Wayyyyy to long, want them. Dirt cheap."

Cheesehead: "Cheap.. CHEAP. I am not CHEAP. I, the droid sex-symbol am NOT CHEAP!!"

Stormchild: "Beep whistle beep (Cheap, no, free, YES!!)

CCC: "Like he said, they are up for sale."

GD Trooper Leader: "Let me see some ID before I introduce you to five of my best freinds."

[CCC waves hand.]

CCC: "You do not need to see his identification."

GD Trooper Leader: "I do not need to see his ID?"

CCC: "These arnn't the droids you are looking for."

GD Trooper Leader: "These are not the droids we are looking for."

CCC: "He is free to go on about his business."

GD Trooper Leader: "Yeah, right, your business is my business void brain. Get out of that cheap cardboard speeder."

[CCC looks bored, then snaps his fingers, instantly the GD Trooper Leader stands up straight, neatly palming the credit coin that CCC flipped at him.]

GD Trooper Leader: "You are free to go an about your business."

CCC: "Move along."

GD Trooper Leader: "Move along, move along, you are holding up the damn traffic."

[GR Trooper Leader and company leave to go bother another speeder. Bakan pilots the cardboard speeder to a nearby Bar named 'Bar Brawl'. As they climb out a random hamster starts rubbing all over the speeder. Bakan shoos him away.]

Bakan: "How did we get by those GD troopers I though we were dead."

CCC: "The planetarion can have a great influence on the weak minded, along with credits."

[They look at the bar brawl as several patrols are ejected forcibly, all in various stages of injury and death.]

Bakan: "Are you sure we'll find a pilot here?"

CCC: "Of course, all the best pilots hang out here. Just watch your step."

[Hamster flies overhead from the bar.]

CCC: "This place can be a little rough."

Bakan: "I'm ready for anything."