mikk0
28.02.2003, 23:32
Choose Life. Choose a Master. Choose a Lightsaber. Choose a Clone Army. Choose a fucking big holo-projector, choose sonic showers, land-speeders, and electrical R2-D2 openers. Choose good health, low midichlorians, and blaster insurance. Choose fixed interest moisture farm repayments. Choose a starter smuggling ship. Choose your Jedi. Choose robes and matching sandals. Choose a three-piece body armor on hire purchase in a range of fucking alloys. Choose sitting on that Bantha-hide chair and watching mind-numbing, chain choaking slave girls, stuffing fucking slimy worms into your mouth. Choose rotting away in the belly of the Sarlack, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up aprentices you spawned to kill all your breathren and take over the galaxy.
Choose the force.
Choose a side, choose being a Jedi Knight, choose a teacher, choose a fucking big death star, choose star destroyers, blasters, tie fighters and a light sabre.
Choose a black suit, helmet and boots.
Choose a loan from Jabba the Hut.
Choose a philosophy.
Choose an Emperor.
Choose a planet with matching moon.
Choose a three planet system in the Dromeda system and fucking enslave them.
Choose the Rebels and wondering why the fuck you are kneeling by the Emperor on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting next to that Emperor watching whole planets being enslaved in mind-controlling, force-crushing battles, stuffing fucking replacement parts into your body.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable death star, nothing more than a dictator to the selfish, evil fucked up brats who fight for you.
Choose a future.
Choose the Force.
I chose not to choose the Force.
I chose something else...
I chose....
The Dark side
Choose the force. Choose a lightsaber. Choose a career as a Jedi. Choose no family. Choose a fucking big space cruiser. Choose washing droids, speeders, death star plans and blasters ..... Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting in that cantina watching mind numbing, spirit crushing cantina bands, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last on miserable Tattoine, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up Anakin you trained to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose to defend the Republic..... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
Choose the force.
Choose a side, choose being a Jedi Knight, choose a teacher, choose a fucking big death star, choose star destroyers, blasters, tie fighters and a light sabre.
Choose a black suit, helmet and boots.
Choose a loan from Jabba the Hut.
Choose a philosophy.
Choose an Emperor.
Choose a planet with matching moon.
Choose a three planet system in the Dromeda system and fucking enslave them.
Choose the Rebels and wondering why the fuck you are kneeling by the Emperor on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting next to that Emperor watching whole planets being enslaved in mind-controlling, force-crushing battles, stuffing fucking replacement parts into your body.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable death star, nothing more than a dictator to the selfish, evil fucked up brats who fight for you.
Choose a future.
Choose the Force.
I chose not to choose the Force.
I chose something else...
I chose....
The Dark side
Choose the force. Choose a lightsaber. Choose a career as a Jedi. Choose no family. Choose a fucking big space cruiser. Choose washing droids, speeders, death star plans and blasters ..... Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting in that cantina watching mind numbing, spirit crushing cantina bands, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last on miserable Tattoine, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up Anakin you trained to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose to defend the Republic..... But why would I want to do a thing like that?