Someone stole my pasta |
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But I mean spam that actually makes sense like sw quotes maybe? |
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Wai checked and you can’t flood |
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“The dead speak! The galaxy has heard a mysterious broadcast, a threat of revenge in the sinister voice of the late Emperor Palpatine. General Leia Organa dispatches secret agents to gather intelligence, while Rey, the last hope of the Jedi, trains for battle against the diabolical Frist Order. Meanwhile, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren rages in search of the phantom Emperor, determined to destroy any threat to his power…” |
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I should have named this thread ‘I need 3 ppl for cheese farming’ Much a missed opportunity |
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We’ve decoded the intel from the First Order spy, and it confirms the worst. Somehow Palpatine returned. He’s been planning his revenge. His followers have been building something for years. The largest fleet the galaxy has ever known. He calls it the Final Order. In sixteen hours, attacks on all free worlds begin. The Emperor and his fleet have been hiding in the unknown regions, on a world called Exegol. So Palpatine’s been out there all the time, pulling the strings. |
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ayee |
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Copy the whole script here xddd |
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what is flood? |
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u wanna the whole script? |
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I have the whole sw7 script XD |
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Something like: a dit : a dit : a dit : And so on, in many messages |
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We’ve decoded the intel from the First Order spy, and it confirms the worst. Somehow Palpatine returned. He’s been planning his revenge. His followers have been building something for years. The largest fleet the galaxy has ever known. He calls it the Final Order. In sixteen hours, attacks on all free worlds begin. The Emperor and his fleet have been hiding in the unknown regions, on a world called Exegol. So Palpatine’s been out there all the time, pulling the strings. |
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Angel a dit : Gimme dat |
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We’ve decoded the intel from the First Order spy, and it confirms the worst. Somehow Palpatine returned. He’s been planning his revenge. His followers have been building something for years. The largest fleet the galaxy has ever known. He calls it the Final Order. In sixteen hours, attacks on all free worlds begin. The Emperor and his fleet have been hiding in the unknown regions, on a world called Exegol. So Palpatine’s been out there all the time, pulling the strings. |
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Khonshu a dit : At least that’s my interpretation, whether they consider a bunch of SW quotes flood is up to the sentinels |
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We’ve decoded the intel from the First Order spy, and it confirms the worst. Somehow Palpatine returned. He’s been planning his revenge. His followers have been building something for years. The largest fleet the galaxy has ever known. He calls it the Final Order. In sixteen hours, attacks on all free worlds begin. The Emperor and his fleet have been hiding in the unknown regions, on a world called Exegol. So Palpatine’s been out there all the time, pulling the strings. |
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A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away... STAR WARS EPISODE VII THE FORCE AWAKENS Luke Skywalker has vanished. In his absence, the sinister FIRST ORDER has risen from the ashes of the Empire and will not rest until Skywalker, the last Jedi, has been destroyed. With the support of the REPUBLIC, General Leia Organa leads a brave RESISTANCE. She is desperate to find her brother Luke and gain his help in restoring peace and justice to the galaxy. Leia has sent her most daring pilot on a secret mission to Jakku, where an old ally has discovered a clue to Luke's whereabouts.... PAN across the star field to a bright moon. A RUMBLING is FELT. A VAST STAR DESTROYER -- unlike any we have seen -- HURTLES PAST US, of seemingly endless length, eclipsing the moon. After a long beat, FOUR TRANSPORT SHIPS fly from a hangar. We HOLD ON THEM NOW, as they fly off toward a distant planet. Jakku. MUSIC BUILDS AND WE... CUT TO BLACK. A GROWING ROAR of MEAN ENGINES -- gnarled RADIO CALLS, the SHUDDERING of a ship's hull. Then FLASHES OF LIGHT: for an instant we see a STORMTROOPER -- then BLACKNESS. Then ANOTHER STORMTROOPER, then it's gone. The FLICKERING CONTINUES until the LIGHTS ARE CONSTANT. We are in: INT. TROOP TRANSPORT VEHICLE - NIGHT TWENTY STORMTROOPERS. Holding on at attention, moving to the ship's rhythm, in the tense moments before a raid. A FILTERED COMMAND and they LOCK AND LOAD their heavy blaster rifles. The BRUTAL NOISE is replaced by SUDDEN, SHOCKING QUIET: EXT. JAKKU VILLAGE - NIGHT WIDE SHOT of a small, peaceful village. Distant sounds of native animals. A single wind chime. Suddenly a DROID RISES INTO FRAME, CLOSE: ROUND and SKITTERY, orange and white, this is BB-8. |
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BUT AT LEAST TRY POSTING DIFFERENT QUOTES? XD U don’t wanna get modded righ |
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Focuses on something past camera. He BEEPS -- FAST, MORSE CODE-LIKE SOUNDS, clearly worried. Moves EVEN CLOSER TO CAMERA -- is MORE worried -- BEEPS more -- then TURNS AND ROLLS OFF FAST -- INT. LARGE HUT - NIGHT CLOSE ON A HAND: a small LEATHER SACK is placed in the palm. The hand closes. Another OLDER HAND covers it. In a primitive HUT, an old explorer, LOR SAN TEKKA, (rugged, kind) has handed the mysterious sack to POE DAMERON (32, in a pilot's jacket). Poe has charisma, a natural spark: LOR SAN TEKKA This will begin to make things right. I've traveled too far, and seen too much, to ignore the despair in the galaxy. Without the Jedi, there can be no balance in the Force. POE Well, because of you now we have a chance. The General's been after this for a long time. LOR SAN TEKKA "The General." To me, she's royalty. POE Well, she certainly is that. BB-8 ENTERS FRANTIC, BEEPS. Concerned, Poe turns to Lor San Tekka. POE (CONT'D) We've got company. EXT. LARGE HUT - NIGHT The men exit fast. Poe moves TO CAMERA, raises QUADNOCULARS. POE'S POV: LIGHTS on the horizon -- approaching ENEMY SHIPS. POE lowers the quadnocs -- PUSH IN ON HIS UNNERVED EYES. A GROWING, FRIGHTENING THUNDER. POE You have to hide. LOR SAN TEKKA You have to leave. Go! Poe turns to him. Conflicted. Finally nods, hurries off. BB-8 follows. |
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I'm posting the script |