Friday, May 26, 2006

Padme: Intervention

Hovercycles. Interesting.

While I had been trained by Captain Panaka and Captain Typho in piloting all means of transportation, it had been some time since I had to, ya know, like, do things for myself.

I approached the hovercycle with confidence and leapt on, grasping the steering handles and gunning the engine. I promptly fell off. How embarrassing.

I got back on and, with more caution, started accelerating. Once I got a feel for it, it all came back to me. Of course, by then, I was left in the dust of the other contestants. But I wasn't about to give up. I raced toward the Coral Reef of Madness.

When I approached the reef, I was surprised to see all sorts of creatures strewn about, presumably eliminated by the contestants that had come before me. Totally awesome! I sped through the reef, needing only a few blaster shots to ward off some of the piranha.

I met a similar scene as I raced through the course: the Lagoon of Danger, Fire Island V... Even the Deadly Water Slide o' Fun was getting tired by the time I arrived. This just didn't seem right.

Then I approached the Old Gladiator's Home. I was prepared to speed by them when I saw a man that reminded me of... No, keep going Padme. Don't think. Race.

But the retirees stood arm-in-arm in my path. With that one in the center. I slowed to a stop and found myself face to face with someone who looked just like Anakin. I stared at him in disbelief.

"Ani?"

Suddenly, the entire scene faded away.

I appeared to be in a strange grid-like room for a moment, then I instantly found myself - unbelievably - at the finish line!

"What the...?" I stared in disbelief at the other contestants milling around and those arriving at the finish line.

Jean-Luc approached me with a twinkle in his eye. "I trust you had a pleasant trip, Padme?"

Um, sure. I have no idea what just happened, but I'm going back to the barracks for a margarita.

7 Comments:

Blogger Gyrobo said...

Don't be fooled. Holograms are not people; they can't buy real estate. Only fake estate.

Friday, May 26, 2006 9:15:00 PM  
Blogger Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator said...

If someone who sells real estate is called a Realator (tm), then is someone who sells fake estate called a Faketor?

Friday, May 26, 2006 9:27:00 PM  
Blogger A Army Of (Cl)One said...

Padme: I was wondering what was that big room was that Captain Picard had built. Now I guess we know.

Jon: Your question make me wonder what an assessor sells?

Friday, May 26, 2006 10:23:00 PM  
Blogger Local Henchmen 432 said...

Oh, man I am so lost right now.Dental for all.


Dr.Polaris rules.

Friday, May 26, 2006 10:35:00 PM  
Blogger Jean-Luc Picard said...

I hope you enjoyed your time in the holodeck, Padme.

Saturday, May 27, 2006 5:02:00 AM  
Blogger Professor Xavier said...

If that margarita is frozen, then I'll join you.

Saturday, May 27, 2006 5:43:00 AM  
Blogger Magdalena said...

looks at Xavier....

hmmmmm


well done Padmé

Saturday, May 27, 2006 5:52:00 PM  

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