Zack: Do you have any skill for operating a ship's weapons?
Steve: Does simple weapon proficiency do it?
Steve: Then no.
Zack: Alright, Blurg mashes a series of buttons and hits every flashing light he can find on the console. The ship ejects its waste, fires a series of sensor probes in random directions, vents most of its atmosphere, and fires a torpedo into Tatooine.
Steve: Do any of the probes detect how much ass we just kicked?
Zack: Yes. They all correctly detect zero ass kicked. The other ship approaches. It is too small to pull you into a bay, but it attaches you to its underbelly like a piglet having a meal from its mom.
Steve: Now we have them right where we want them. I am going to fire another torpedo and try to aim it at their ship.
Zack: As you reach for the button you feel as if you're being choked. You can't breathe at all. You look over and see Ruth is holding her hand like a claw and staring intensely at you.
Steve: Help...me...Ruth. Must...be...sith...on...enemy ship.
Zack: "I'm choking you, idiot. Ugh." She relaxes her grip and you feel your throat loosen. "I should have let Jabba have you as a slave."
Steve: "I don't think he would have wanted me after he turned down that first Trandoshan."
Master is troll wizard, so's if he get angry he might cast spell up on my self and bite off my whole head in one chomp.
It's true. Grimace is human. God help us, we did our best for him.
Kirk Cameron destroys the internet with his rage and jacks it to boats, hallelujah!
The famed gonzo otaku journalist writes about the death of gaming culture in 2014.
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