“racing the corners of the mountains, the road to Hell winds to a hill where the force runs strong!
We enter the lair of the Jedi! Certainly looked like Jedi. The robes, the lightsabers, the green screen. But smaller they were. Meaner. And guardier.
We heard a voice "Take you to Yoda I will."
DeMaio "um, no thanks, we're ok"
But then a green coach started rummaging through our chariot, tossing stuff out on the ground.
"Rrrah."
"Stop, you're making a mess."
"rraah."
A small light turns on as the green coach emerges with our flashlight.
DeMaio "Hey! Give that back!"
"No, it's mine."
DeMaio gets hit with a stick.
DeMaio "That's an act of War! We will bloodbowl you for the flashlight! Winner gets the light!"
"A deal you have. Jedi attack!"
And the game begins! Hail to DeMaio who quarterbacks the ball to the endzone! Fumbbly with the ball, he suspects foul force play! No matter! The force is nothing compared to the power of the wheel! Upgrade to guard, and defend thy brothers to the end!
And to Python for stopping the final score! Shadow rocks!
And the journeyman Zachary bops a blitzer on the head and endures the onslaught of the frontline! Upgrade to dirty player! Wait! This isn't Zachary! The mask rips off...it's Train!
The chariots gather up their beer, shrunken heads, and flashlights, and leave victorious!
We enter the lair of the Jedi! Certainly looked like Jedi. The robes, the lightsabers, the green screen. But smaller they were. Meaner. And guardier.
We heard a voice "Take you to Yoda I will."
DeMaio "um, no thanks, we're ok"
But then a green coach started rummaging through our chariot, tossing stuff out on the ground.
"Rrrah."
"Stop, you're making a mess."
"rraah."
A small light turns on as the green coach emerges with our flashlight.
DeMaio "Hey! Give that back!"
"No, it's mine."
DeMaio gets hit with a stick.
DeMaio "That's an act of War! We will bloodbowl you for the flashlight! Winner gets the light!"
"A deal you have. Jedi attack!"
And the game begins! Hail to DeMaio who quarterbacks the ball to the endzone! Fumbbly with the ball, he suspects foul force play! No matter! The force is nothing compared to the power of the wheel! Upgrade to guard, and defend thy brothers to the end!
And to Python for stopping the final score! Shadow rocks!
And the journeyman Zachary bops a blitzer on the head and endures the onslaught of the frontline! Upgrade to dirty player! Wait! This isn't Zachary! The mask rips off...it's Train!
The chariots gather up their beer, shrunken heads, and flashlights, and leave victorious!
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