Just for laughs and giggles, i decided to write short pieces as they would be written by a few people, in no particular order. If i offend you in any way (unlikely, milkshakes arent very offensive) then... sorry.
Spelling mistakes are just me, not the person "writing".
So here goes:
Leia Organa Solo
A week prior, Leia had been sitting at a small bar. She had listened to the rantings and ravings of hundreds of spacers and bounty hunters.
Just as soon as i get off this rock, I'm going to DO something.
She had thought...
...And the thought never really fufilled itself.
Now, Leia was sitting in the same bar, wondering exactly HOW to get off this planet.
A subtle feeling came over Leia, as a overweight human stolled into the bar and sat down at her table.
Leia smiled, a bit unsure of how to treat a lunatic like this man.
"Hello?"
"Oi, burr, Me boi Der Grancan Trundlesnoff. Hu boi's ye?"
Do they all have that accent? thought Leia, feeling stranger still.
"I am Jedi Master Leia Organa Solo, and you have just randomly walked into a bar and sat down at my table."
"Burr, oi HATES womens."'
"Are you trying to start something?"
He slammed his fist down on the table.
"Yes!"
Then Leia beat him up. (But not in so few words)
Kas -Does he even DO In character stuff? Moving on...
Gash -RIP
<center>Cataclysms: Acolytes of Death
Part 1: Uncontrolled Homocide, and Murder</center>
Trell Regoranth's hard, blue foot stomped on the body of another of his victoms. His malicious laughter rang throughout the cold, dark alley. The planet's local police were catching up with him, but he didn't care. He just loved killing.
Pattering footsteps could be heard turning the corner, but Trell was already one step ahed. He darted through the alley, and into his home, not three houses down.
<center>* * * * *</center>
"Hard day at work, honey?"
Triss Regoranth wiped the sweat from her husband's face, as he flopped down on their couch and turned on the Holovision, he felt a sudden twinge of guilt. The poor, attractive, women new nothing of his job. But they day he got cought... Trell shook his head, he would never get cought.
"You have no idea..."
Omnae
<center>
*
My children, listen to what your father teaches you.
Pay attention, and you will have understanding.
What i am teaching you is good, so remember it all.
When i was only a little boy, my parents' only son, my father would teach me.
He would say, "Remember what i say and never forget it. Do as i tell you, and you will live!"
Proverbs 4 - 4:5
</center>
The teacher stands, staring at his students, not knowing what to teach them.
The Jedi master, holds his apprentice back, not wanted to be surpassed.
The general withdraws his forces from a hopeless fight.
The small child crys in her room... she alone knows the fate that all are to suffer.
The entroping of knowledge.
The death of learning.
...If not for one man.
Redico sat at his desk, knowing not that he was the only man that could save the universe from a most certain doom. Knowing not, that life's only hope knocked on his door at this very moment.
Dolash
"Pie!" Exclaimed the delighted azgaurdian as a platter was brought into his room and placed on his desk. He tore it open with his huge claws and, sure enough, there was pie! He cunsumed the pie in a matter of seconds, as he was taking his last bite, a POUND POUND sounded on his door.
The door swung open and in stepped the Azgaurdian's boss, "What are you doing?", said the boss, frowning.
The innocent pie-eater smiled through a face-full of pie.
"Ah, carry on." Said the boss, all-knowingly.
And he walked away and shut the door.
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Thats it for now, if people find these witty or funny in any way shape or form... I'll probably wright more, most likely about whoever posts in this thread. Until then, PICKLES!
Spelling mistakes are just me, not the person "writing".
So here goes:
Leia Organa Solo
A week prior, Leia had been sitting at a small bar. She had listened to the rantings and ravings of hundreds of spacers and bounty hunters.
Just as soon as i get off this rock, I'm going to DO something.
She had thought...
...And the thought never really fufilled itself.
Now, Leia was sitting in the same bar, wondering exactly HOW to get off this planet.
A subtle feeling came over Leia, as a overweight human stolled into the bar and sat down at her table.
Leia smiled, a bit unsure of how to treat a lunatic like this man.
"Hello?"
"Oi, burr, Me boi Der Grancan Trundlesnoff. Hu boi's ye?"
Do they all have that accent? thought Leia, feeling stranger still.
"I am Jedi Master Leia Organa Solo, and you have just randomly walked into a bar and sat down at my table."
"Burr, oi HATES womens."'
"Are you trying to start something?"
He slammed his fist down on the table.
"Yes!"
Then Leia beat him up. (But not in so few words)
Kas -Does he even DO In character stuff? Moving on...
Gash -RIP
<center>Cataclysms: Acolytes of Death
Part 1: Uncontrolled Homocide, and Murder</center>
Trell Regoranth's hard, blue foot stomped on the body of another of his victoms. His malicious laughter rang throughout the cold, dark alley. The planet's local police were catching up with him, but he didn't care. He just loved killing.
Pattering footsteps could be heard turning the corner, but Trell was already one step ahed. He darted through the alley, and into his home, not three houses down.
<center>* * * * *</center>
"Hard day at work, honey?"
Triss Regoranth wiped the sweat from her husband's face, as he flopped down on their couch and turned on the Holovision, he felt a sudden twinge of guilt. The poor, attractive, women new nothing of his job. But they day he got cought... Trell shook his head, he would never get cought.
"You have no idea..."
Omnae
<center>
*
My children, listen to what your father teaches you.
Pay attention, and you will have understanding.
What i am teaching you is good, so remember it all.
When i was only a little boy, my parents' only son, my father would teach me.
He would say, "Remember what i say and never forget it. Do as i tell you, and you will live!"
Proverbs 4 - 4:5
</center>
The teacher stands, staring at his students, not knowing what to teach them.
The Jedi master, holds his apprentice back, not wanted to be surpassed.
The general withdraws his forces from a hopeless fight.
The small child crys in her room... she alone knows the fate that all are to suffer.
The entroping of knowledge.
The death of learning.
...If not for one man.
Redico sat at his desk, knowing not that he was the only man that could save the universe from a most certain doom. Knowing not, that life's only hope knocked on his door at this very moment.
Dolash
"Pie!" Exclaimed the delighted azgaurdian as a platter was brought into his room and placed on his desk. He tore it open with his huge claws and, sure enough, there was pie! He cunsumed the pie in a matter of seconds, as he was taking his last bite, a POUND POUND sounded on his door.
The door swung open and in stepped the Azgaurdian's boss, "What are you doing?", said the boss, frowning.
The innocent pie-eater smiled through a face-full of pie.
"Ah, carry on." Said the boss, all-knowingly.
And he walked away and shut the door.
-----
Thats it for now, if people find these witty or funny in any way shape or form... I'll probably wright more, most likely about whoever posts in this thread. Until then, PICKLES!
