From: Jose L. Solano (jsolano199@aol.comlink)
Subject: [PW!][NC] Return of the Jedi (3/3)
Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon
Date: 2000-08-17 15:55:26 PST
(Later, the Ewoks are gathered around M-3PO, who is busy telling them a story)
M-3PO- Yub yub.
Chief Enter- Yub yub yub!
Rilli- What?
M-3PO- Yub yub Mobey-Wan Fenobi! Yub yub DREAD VADER!!
Chief Enter- Yub yub yuck yuck.
M-3PO- Ee chu S2-D2!! Yub yub Lovemaking!
Chief Enter- Ewwww
Loderrick- Yub yub?
Chief Enter- Yub.
M-3PO- We are now a part of the tribe!
(Wicketog begins to hump Trent’s leg)
Wicketog- Ee chu waaaawaaaaaa
Trent- Get off!!
Randy- *growl*
Trent- I swear this one’s your bastard child!!
(Robert goes outside. Rilli follows him)
Robert- Rilli... I have something to tell you.
Rilli- Make it quick, they’re giving Trent a “gift” and I don’t want to
miss it.
Trent- (from inside) DAMMIT!! You sick little BASTARDS!!
Rilli- Scratch that. What is it?
Robert- Rilli... I must face Dread Vader.
Rilli- So?
Robert- He is my father.
Rilli- So?
Robert- And you are my sister.
Rilli- WHAT?!
Robert- Yes, you are my sister!!
Rilli- My day was just fine and now THIS!
Robert- Uh... well when I come back I’ll train you in the ways of the Force.
Rilli- Forget it.
Robert- Join me... it is your destiny!
Rilli- You really ARE Vader’s son, aren’t you?!
Robert- Yes. Now I have to go tell him to give us birthday presents and make
him a good
guy.
Rilli- Ok, good luck I guess.
(Robert runs off. Later, at the shield generator...)
Commander Shard- Yo, wassup, Dread?
(Dread slaps Shard)
Shard- Ok... anyway, this Rebel surrendered to us.
(Robert looks at Dread)
Dread- Leave us, Fields. Go look for more Rebels.
Shard- Aww, but I’m your son, too!
(Dread chokes Shard)
Shard- Ok, ok, fine, fine!!
(Shard leaves)
Robert- Hi daddy.
Dread- So, you’ve accepted the truth.
Robert- I’ve accepted the truth that you were once a whiny slave who
couldn’t act worth crap.
Dread- You have no proof!
Robert- I... uh... ok. Let go of the conflict within you!
Dread- There is no conflict!
(Robert checks a device)
Robert- Damn Conflictometer is busted!
Dread- The Emperor is your master now. He will show you the true nature of the
Force.
Robert- Then my father is truly dead.
Dread- Wrong again.
(Robert checks the DeadDadometer)
Robert- Stupid piece of...
(Robert is taken away. The next morning...)
Wicketog- Yub yub!
Mechaploo- Yobo yobo!
Rilli- The main entrance is on the other side of that landing platform.
Trent- Don’t worry, me and Randy have gotten into places more heavily guarded
than this.
Rilli- ...
Trent- Don’t ask.
Mechaploo- Ee chu wawa!!
M-3PO- He says he wants you to make hot Ewok love to him.
Trent- No he didn’t.
M-3PO- Ok, so he didn’t, but he said there’s a secret entrance.
(Meanwhile, near Sullustful...)
Simon- Oh yeah! Work it baby!!
(Oolanko Numb grooves to Funkytown)
Admiral Neobar- Hey, will you idiots cut that out?!
Simon- Party pooper.
Admiral Neobar- Prepare to jump into hyperspace on my mark!
Simon- Alright!
(Simon flips the switch)
Neobar- Dammit Calrissian, I said on MY mark!
(Simon goes into hyperspace)
Neobar- Oyy... ok, just follow him.
(The rest of the fleet takes off as well. Back on Blendor, Mechaploo points to
the secret entrance)
Trent- Back door? Good idea.
M-3PO- I’m glad you think so, sir. Now, just bend-
Rilli- Shut up, Threepio.
M-3PO- Well, our furry companion has gone and done something rather... brash...
(Mechaploo takes a Speederbike. Two Biker Scouts follow him)
Rilli- Just one left.
Randy- *growl*
Trent- Ok then, I’ll play tag with this one!
(Trent runs by and tags the Biker Scout)
Biker Scout- HEY!!
Trent- HEY!!
Robert- (in the DEATH POKEBALL) HEY!!
Dread- HEY!!
(Rilli rolls her eyes. Back with Mechaploo...)
Biker Scout- Fire you fools!
Mechaploo- Yub yub!
(Mechaploo jumps off the Speederbike and gets run over by a Biker Scout)
Biker Scout- ARGH!! Ah well, Jim’s in charge of cleaning on Tuesdays.
Biker Scout 2- What?!
(Back at the bunker, Trent, Rilli, Randy and a few Rebels enter. Meanwhile, in
the DEATH POKEBALL...)
Emperor Hikage- Welcome, young Skywalker. I have been expecting you.
Robert- He’s the doctor, isn’t he?!
Dread- No! I swear!!
Robert- You told me you were taking me to Chuck E. Cheese’s!!
Hikage- I am looking forward to completing your training. In time, you will
call me master!
Robert- You won’t convert me like you did my father.
Hikage- You will find it is you who are mistaken... about a great many things.
Dread- His lightsaber
Hikage- Yes, like your lightsaber. Only a Jedi can wield such a tiny...
Dread- I meant, “Here is his lightsaber.”
Hikage- A Jedi’s weapon, much like your fathers. By now you must know he can
never be turned from the Dark Side.
Robert- No, soon I will be dead, and you with me.
Hikage- Hmm? What is this, a kamikaze mission? You’re stupider than I
thought.
Robert- Perhaps I refer to the-
Hikage- Yeah, yeah, your fleet’s coming here, I know, I don’t care. We’re
safe here.
Robert- Your overconfidence is your weakness.
Hikage- And your faith in-
Robert- Your friends is yours?
Dread- Either your words are boringly predictable your you’re both telepaths.
Master, may I be excused to watch TV?
Hikage- No.
Dread- Damn.
Hikage- Your friends on the sanctuary moon are walking into a trap, as is your
Rebel fleet.
Robert- Is it a mouse trap?
Hikage- No, I wish it were so. We ran out of cheddar yesterday, thanks to
Commander Shard.
Robert-...
Hikage- Everything that has transpired has done so according to my design. It
was I who allowed the Alliance to know the location of the shield generator. It
is quite safe from your friends. An entire legion of my best troops awaits
them. I’m afraid the deflector shield will be quite operational when your
friends arrive.
Robert- Daaaaaddyyyyy this man is boring me.
Dread- Just listen to him. If anything, for the background music.
Robert- What music?
Dread- You know, that ominous chanting.
Robert- What?
Hikage- You have your headphones on, Lord Vader.
(Back on Blendor, a team of Imperial Soldiers enter)
Commander Car’tos- You rebel scum.
(Meanwhile, in space, the Rebel fleet exits hyperspace)
Simon- There’s the Death Pokeball.
Oolanko- *ahem*
Simon- What?
Oolanko- SAJDKKKkfdksjdksjdksdjskdsdjk DOING!
Simon- Alright fine, there’s the DEATH POKEBALL. All wings report in.
Seth Antilles- Red Leader, standing by.
Procyon- Yellow Leader, standing by.
Natasha- Green Leader, standing by.
Neobar- Assume attack position!
(Nobody does anything)
Neobar- You know, it’s hard to boss people around when you’re a six-foot
squid.
(All ships assume attack position. Suddenly, Oolanko begins to orgasm)
Simon- Geez, not HERE!!
Oolanko- Amuakjdkjsaksjsksjsk!!
(Oh wait, he was just trying to say something. Nevermind)
Simon- What?! All craft, pull up! The shield’s still up!!
Spawn- No it’s not! Foolish Simon!!
Simon- I said pull up!
Spawn- Hahahaha!!
(Spawn’s ship explodes)
Spawn- SPIDER-MAN RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLESSS!!
Neobar- You heard the ‘fro man, pull up!
(Several ships begin to crash)
Simon- Nobody listens to giant squid OR disco studs!!
(As they pull back, the Imperial Fleet awaits)
Simon- Aw, fuck.
Admiral Ziddar- Send out the TIEs!!
(Down on Blendor, the Rebels are led outside.)
Commander Car’tos- You rebel scum.
Rilli- Hey, where are those Ewoks?
M-3PO- Shhh!!!
(M-3PO and a tired Ewok pop out from a bush)
M-3PO- Hello!!
(Several Scythtroopers run over to them as a ton of Ewoks pop out.)
Scythtrooper- NOOOO!!!!
(Wicketog fires an arrow at the Scythtrooper. The Scythtrooper explodes, taking
most of the others with him.)
Scythtrooper 2- Get help!! GET THEM EWOKS!!
Wicketog- Yub yub!
(The battle is fierce as the God-like omnipotent Ewoks fire their arrows,
spears and catapults at the defenseless Imperial army. Back in space...)
Simon- Ok guys, just fly around and make a distraction, we have to give them
more time.
Neobar- Godammit, Calrissian!!
Oolanko- Gaaaahhhrrtuyyy!!
Simon- Draw your fire away from the cruisers!
(Simon flies towards a medical frigate)
Seth- What was that, Gold Leader? Draw fire AWAY from the cruisers?
Simon- Shut up!
(Meanwhile, S2-B2 gets to the bunker as the Ewoks and Scythtroopers battle)
Ewoktasha- GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH YUB YUB!!
(Ewoktasha dies. The entire forest mourns)
S2-B2- :o
Special Effects Models Ed
CAST
Robert Skywalker RobFromVoid
Princess Mithril-Rama Nendil
Trent Solo Jose L. Solano
Randbacca RandomTask
Dread Vader Dreadite
M-3PO Marcus Yu
S2-B2 Saber
Mobey-Wan Fenobi MWF
Yoda Yoda
Simon Calrissian Simon Locke
Admiral Ziddar Ziddar
Emperor Hikage Spectre Hikage
Moff Raven Raven
Admiral Neobar Neo J. Menasor
BlackHole Fett Black Hole
Bib Pokeman Pokeman (Agent 0007)
General Mimic Mimic
Red Leader (Seth Antilles) Seth
Oolanko Numb Oolanko Mazakala
Commander Shard Fields Shard Fields
Commander Car’tos Cow Loving Fool
Wicketog Foratog5 AFTA
Loderrick Dryad
Mechaploo MechaGojiraX
Chief Enter Enter Your Name Here
Doppler the Hutt Doppler
Sillycious Putt Silly Putty
Oolatasha Natasha Kanji
Niktasha Natasha Kanji
Ewoktasha Natasha Kanji
Natasha (Green Leader) Natasha Kanji
Die Already! Natasha Kanji
Set Builder Bob
Matte Painter Send a Droid
Foley Artist Two Cans and a Duck
Catering None, we’re starving!!
Special Thanks To-
George Lucas, Dr. Pepper, Pepsi, Pizza Hut, Sandslash, Nintendo, 20th Century
Fox, the Cast, all those who didn’t make it but tried, people who endured
having nothing more than a bit role, people who endured having a major role,
people who endured having a role at all, the makers of Kit Kat bars, my hamster
Carson for not trying to kill me as I wrote this, Hasbro for keeping me with
something to do, Regulus and Dreadite for creating the Pokewars, and last but
not least, AGNP.
No Thanks To-
My hamster Carson for being evil, those damn scalpers, AOL for obvious
reasons, my family for making the time to complete this project even longer, my
stepdad, Acer for making 2nd rate computers, and last and certainly least, the
city of San Antonio, Texas for causing me so much misery.
Filmed in Microsoft Works
If you thought this parody sucked... you’re not alone, so did I.
1999 Jose L. Solano (JSolano199@aol.com)
Bonus Piece of Crap: The Emperor's New Clothes
(Emperor Palpatine sits on his throne)
Palpatine- Lord Vader, I need a new wardrobe.
Darth Vader- What for?
Palpatine- Do you expect me to pikc up chicks in this?
Vader- ...
Palpatine- Ok fine, for my birthday parade.
Vader- Very well. I will get a tailor in here immediately.
(Watto enters the throne room)
Watto- Hey there Palp! How's it-a going, Anakin?
Vader- You?!
Watto- Yeah, I-a sold my shop and now I make only the finest clothes!
Palpatine- I'd rather have a non-freak, but I suppose you'll do.
(Watto takes measurements)
Watto- Ok, I'm-a gonna start right away!
Palpatine- Can you make it red?
Watto- No, I will use only the finest material!
Palpatine- What material?
Watto- The one in my hand, of course!
Palpatine- What?
Watto- Only idiots cannot see this-a fine cloth.
Palpatine- Right, right... I was just testing you. Get to work!
(Watto exits. The next day, he returns)
Watto- Your suit is-a finished!
Palpatine- Excellent work. Vader, escort me to the dressing room.
Vader- I hate my job.
(Palpatine and Vader come back out a few minutes later)
Palpatine- It fits perfectly. As payment, I will give you a Imperial credits.
Watto- Imperial credits? Imperial credits are no good out here, I need
something more real.
Palpatine- Imperial credits will do fine.
Watto- No, they won't-a.
Palpatine- Imperial credits will do fine!
Watto- No, they won't-a! What, you think you're some kind of Sith, waving your
hand around like that?! I'm a Toydarian! Mind tricks don't work on me, only
-AAH!!
(Palpatine shocks Watto)
Watto- Imperial credits will do fine.
(The next day, a parade is held on Coruscant in Palaptine's honor. Everyone is
ordered to watch under pain of death. Palpatine wears his new anti-idiot cloth)
Palpatine- Ah, my public!
Amidala- Ew, you dirty old man!
Valorum- Disgusting!
Admiral Piett- Looks like two wrinkly little prunes.
Palpatine- How dare you! Guards, have them executed!!
Watto- Haha! Stupid Sith!! You're naked!!
Palpatine- Am not, you're just stupid!
Watto- No, I conned you out of-a some Imperial credits!
(Watto is arrested and executed)
Palpatine- Vader, cover me until I can return to the palace.
Vader- Must I?
(Vader stands in front of Palpatine, holding his cape out)
Vader- Let's go, move along, nothing to see here.
And the moral of the story?
Don't piss Palpatine off. Oh, what? You want the REAL moral?
Stay after the credits for extra torture.
Jose L. Solano
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The Supreme Sandslash Emperor
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Beware the Dark Hamster of the Sith