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My daddy tried to makee a silly one for me and Lukas... but it messed some things up! Lukas isn't a tailring! And Felucia's not insidious... *hmphs*

I have four posts to make.

...I've now been on Plot-Generator for the better part of three hours. 

I hate you.

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Delightful Karana Malora

A Short Story

by Rana Lora


Karana Malora had always hated noisy Coruscant with its grated, green garbage. It was a place where she felt sleepy.

She was a delightful, snooty, whiskey drinker with shapely teeth and large toes. Her friends saw her as tactless. Once, she had even brought a glorious chicken back from the brink of death. That's the sort of woman she was.

Karana walked over to the window and reflected on her dirty surroundings. The hail pounded like drinking sloth.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Liya Tawaza. Liya was a daring very tall with skinny teeth and tall toes.

Karana gulped. She was not prepared for Liya.

As Karana stepped outside and Liya came closer, she could see the miniature glint in her eye.

Liya gazed with the affection of 5316 tactless tight t-rexes. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want bombs."

Karana looked back, even more healthy and still fingering the enchanted banana. "Liya, eat my shorts," she replied.

They looked at each other with furious feelings, like two alive, afraid ants frolicking at a very vile engagement party, which had reggae music playing in the background and two admirable uncles dancing to the beat.

Karana regarded Liya's skinny teeth and tall toes. "I feel the same way!" revealed Karana with a delighted grin.

Liya looked braindead, her emotions blushing like a grubby, grisly guillotine.

Then Liya came inside for a nice glass of whiskey.


THE END

Two Controlling Uncles Dancing to the Beat
A Short Story
by D. Kruor

Albert Trescothik looked at the damp gun in his hands and felt afraid.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his grey surroundings. He had always loved noisy New York with its steady, substantial sewers. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel afraid.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Richard Wilson. Richard was a cowardly addict with fat feet and dirty elbows.

Albert gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a vile, proud, scotch drinker with sloppy feet and moist elbows. His friends saw him as a gentle, giant gangster. Once, he had even brought a burnt puppy back from the brink of death.

But not even a vile person who had once brought a burnt puppy back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Richard had in store today.

The rain hammered like running turtle, making Albert unstable.

As Albert stepped outside and Richard came closer, he could see the vigorous smile on his face.

"I am here because I want a fight," Richard bellowed, in a greedy tone. He slammed his fist against Albert's chest, with the force of 6070 dogs. "I frigging hate you, Albert Trescothik."

Albert looked back, even more unstable and still fingering the damp gun. "Richard, I am your father," he replied.

They looked at each other with surprised feelings, like two racid, rapid rats eating at a very cold-blooded meeting, which had jazz music playing in the background and two controlling uncles dancing to the beat.

Albert studied Richard's fat feet and dirty elbows. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you a fight," he explained, in pitying tones.

Richard looked concerned, his body raw like a black, beautiful blade.

Albert could actually hear Richard's body shatter into 6657 pieces. Then the cowardly addict hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of scotch would calm Albert's nerves tonight.
THE END


Also, here's another one that could probably be Episode VII

Galactic Sly Blaster Wars
A Science Fiction Plot
by D. Kruor

A long, long time ago in a sly, sly galaxy...

After leaving the charming planet Kashyyyk, a group of Rebels fly toward a distant speck. The speck gradually resolves into a quick, space base.

Civil war strikes the galaxy, which is ruled by Emperor Sidious, a melted Rancor capable of kidnapping and even murder.

Terrified, a dark droid known as Chewbacca flees the Empire, with his protector, Han Solo.

They head for the Capital City on the planet Endor. When they finally arrive, a fight breaks out. Solo uses his sly blaster to defend Chewbacca.

Solo and Droid Chewbacca decide it's time to leave Endor and steal a Millenium Falcon to shoot their way out.

They encounter a tribe of Stormtroopers. Solo is attacked and the droid is captured by the Stormtroopers and taken back to the Capital City.

Solo must fight to save Droid Chewbacca but when he accidentally unearths a crazy stuffed animal, the entire future of the sly, charming galaxy is at stake.