It is a period of civil war. Moderator spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil SPAMMING EMPIRE. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire’s ultimate weapon, the DEATH SPAM, an armored Spam station with enough power to destroy an entire Spammer. Pursued by the Empire’s sinister agents, Princess JUNI races home aboard her Spamship, custodian of the stolen spam that can save her people and restore freedom to the Forum….
Well, with all these spam threads, I figure we need a galctic war to sort the whole mess out. Lets make a Story out of it!!
Chu lit his Silver Colored Laser Sword, Waved A Sharp salute at his opponent, and turned. His blade angled down, probing for a hole, as the two combatants circled around each other, searching for ground. A Quick blow from his opponent sent his blade flying backwards, and his upper body twisted sideways, giving him a veiw of the dizzying height above which he was balancing on a thin beam. He could see the ruined Spam Generators, still puffing away, never getting anywhere. He caught a glimpse under his opponents hood . . .
Psssst . . . this is meant to be a story thread . . . No Spam Please*
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...meanwhile, bord out of his mind half-grown red dragon, sat there watching ships scrambling to go to battle. He wondered why he had suddenly appeared there and what he was going to do as a sigh sent a small tendrel of smoke out hes nostrels. Unbeknowest to him, a feirce battle raged in the hallway just beyond the hatchway...
And beneath that hood gleamed a pair of sharp yellow eyes. His opponent beared his teeth in a not-at-all friendly smile. chu recognized the other immediately. "Darth Xandax, only you could be so bold," chu said harshly, raising his laser sword to en guarde position. "The GameBanshee Senate will not sit still for this. When they hear you've attacked the Succeeder Stronghold--"
"Don't act so surprised, chu," Xandax cut him off brusquely. "You didn't think I'd let the Stronghold to stand forever, did you?"
General: "Those aren't ideas; those are special effects."
Michael Bay: "I don't understand the difference."
...During that time two droids containing spam were trying to escape from a now burning ship.As the Smaller droid led them on their way out the taller one noticed a strange looking man that was clothed in black dragging master Chu into the distance...
...just then the dragon was shaken out of his revre by what looked to be a human fighter pilot."uhh excuse me...Mr dragon?" "huh...what do you want came the startled reply." "Well Mr.Dragon a strike force is preparing to launch and we- that is comand was wondering if you'd like to come along. we've prepared a modified transport for you." "This strike force-what does it do?" asked the dragon. "It is composed of 3 transports filled with troops...and a dragon to take control of an enemy's hanger... we believe you'll be perfectally safe as your scales where shown to reflect spam blasters as well as our best armor and-" "and how does anyone know this about my scales?" "well it seems a scientist found one stuck in hatchway and did some tests to it" "ok well seeing as i have nothing better to do I suppose I might as well join in." "Ok great!" the pilot replied "If you'll follow me-" "what is your name pilot?" The dragon said appruptly. The pilot looked back with a rougish look on his face..."call me Rav" he said.
