Poyo Wars: Kirbies of the Old Republic
Chapter 1
The Kirby Spire flew at a slow pace through space.
Poyo Kirbo snoozed in his bunk, his snore sounded like a troupe of giant Gizka rollerskating through the room. As he slumbered a couple of explosions rocked the ship. A large one woke him up and he almost fell out of his bunk.
Poyo Kirbo said something very smart. "Guh? Whatsgoingon?"
Poyow walked into the room. "Did a bomb hit this place or what?"
Poyo Kirbo rolled his eyes. "I don't know," he said sarcastically. "Perhaps a feathered Gizka hit the window?"
Poyow sighed and pointed to the window.
"Some. Explosions. Hit. Us," he said, talking as if Poyo was stupid. "Some. Sith. Kirbi. Fighters. Must. Be. Attacking."
Poyo Kirbo retorted, "You're as smart as a Sith Kirbi on a bad Force day!"
Poyow replied, "So? You write like a drunken Wookie in leaking ink-boots!"
"Well,
at any rate we should go find Poystila and get to the escape pods!"
announced Poyo, stating the obvious. Suddenly a voice crackled from
their personal communicators:
"This is Poyarth here and we
can't hold out against the sith boarding party! We need
assistance!" then it died away. "We should get to the bridge,"
shouted Poyow over an explosion. When they got near the bridge they
saw a few Republic Kirbies getting knocked out by Sith Kirbies.
They managed to put the Sith out of action and ran to the bridge. When they got there it was deserted except for remains and they were able to get past a door. But a Sith Kirbi was waiting and Poyow sacrificed himself to save Poyo. Poyo managed to reach the starboard section and hurried to the escape pods. Poyarth said, "There is only one escape pod left so let's get out of here!"
Next destination: Taris.
Tell me what you think about the story so far. No flamers or they shall get cut up by my lightsaber.