Post by Sporky on Mar 29, 2010 0:45:28 GMT -5
Disco balls. A flashing dance floor. Gamorreans go-go dancing in cages. Such were the sights to behold in this place. But, this place was not a trendy club on a frontier world. This place was the Jedi Temple. Yes. Apparently, the council had been hit by a serious wave of nostalgia, and had decided to tap into The Funk. They were all there. Consulars doing The Robot. Guardians doing the Funky Bantha. It was a sight to behold. An odd, major wtf sight. But a sight nonetheless.
Even Grey and Dark Jedi were allowed. All Force-users had put aside their differences and were getting down with their bad selves.
A very bewildered Sullustan DJ had been brought in to dish out the tunes. No doubt he'd have some stories to tell of the night The Force got funky.
Even Grey and Dark Jedi were allowed. All Force-users had put aside their differences and were getting down with their bad selves.
A very bewildered Sullustan DJ had been brought in to dish out the tunes. No doubt he'd have some stories to tell of the night The Force got funky.