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Imperial Officers' Club
by
Ian Brazee-Cannon
Story Idea Inspired
by
Shawn 'Whitewolf' Smith
Piett- What a lovely day for a walk. Imp. Guard 1- So he's the Emperor? Imp. Guard 2- I guess so. He can fire lighting from his hands. Imp. Guard 1- Oh, okay. |
Imp. Guard 1- Is it a good idea for him to be out in the open here? Imp Guard 2- It's what he wants. Piett- Damn, I dropped my cup. |
Rebels- DEATH TO THE EMPEROR! Piett- What was that? Did you guys say something? Oh good, I didn't spill a drop. |
Piett- Uh, guys...What happened? |
Piett- I think I better go inside now. |
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Piett- Dead bodies... Smashed speeders... I need a drink, real bad. |
Piett- Motti, there you are. Motti- What is it 'My Emperor'? Piett- The Rebels just tried to kill me. Motti- What, the job to tough for you? |
Piett- Yes, it is. Here you can be Emperor if you want. Motti- You're serious? Piett- I'm just not cut out for the job. |
Motti- Emperor Motti, that has a nice Ring to it. Clone- Excuse me, did you say you Were the Emperor? |
Motti- And who wants to know? Clone- I am Emperor Palpatine reborn In the body of one of my clones. Motti- Sure, and I am Palpatine's three-eyed, pacifist son. |
Clone- No, that was just a bad story line Motti- Oh no, not again...Uhhhhh... Clone- Now to retake my position Piett- Want to go get a drink? Clone- Sure, sounds like fun. |
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