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Not so long a time ago in a thread not far, far away...
It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Petey Shaftoe. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire's ultimate weapon, the THREAD LOCK, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire popsicle. Pursued by the Empire's sinister agents, Mistoffelees races home aboard his starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save his fellow posters and restore freedom to the thread...
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Mistoffelees: "I felt a great disturbance in the Thread, as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced."
Petey Shaftoe: "I've been waiting for you, Mistoffelees. We meet again at last. The circle is now complete. When I left you, I was but the learner. Now I am the master."
Mistoffelees: "Only a master of cheating, Petey-Sweetey."
Petey Shaftoe: "???"
Mistoffelees: " You can't win, Petey-Cheatie. If you close the thread down, It shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine." |
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