The 501st Legion Party

[qwertysaur]

Sorry about the blood. These drunk people wont stop shooting at me, and it gets distressing after a while.

[G13]

There's all sorts of forms and documents that need to be filled out and it's a huge headache. Soooooooo, no.

Why not tear them limb from limb and eliminate one of the competition qwerty?

[Jiro]

You're dripping on it

[qwertysaur]

Because he's still a friend. Looks tasty, but a friend. I would much rather have him come to his senses

[Jiro]

I meant the cookie

[G13]

Yeah well when my dad ungrounds me from driving the Death Star I'm totally wreaking havoc on those partiers!

[Pheesh]

I'll warm up the laser while we wait ^^

[Jiro]

Your friend will be unimpressed, Guardian. As am I.

[G13]

It's nothing personal Jiro. The Empire has a reputation to uphold. We eliminate our competition.

[qwertysaur]

Remember voters, these parties eliminate, we assimilate!

[Jiro]

Oh, I understand that much. I just figured those zombies would be the first point of call seeing as they want the same thing you want; everything dead or on their side. We're just partying til happens

No hard feelings bro *hi5*

[G13]

You don't assimilate, you eviscerate!

I'm glad you see it that way Jiro m'boy. *hi5*

[qwertysaur]

And we give out cookies!

[G13]

Oh yeah. Can't forget that.

[Timekeeper]

What Jiro says is the truth, my Sandcrawler does now read 'smurf you, Everyone'.

Also, pretty sure the Darkside already has cookies of it's own. I know I have cookies.