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The Apartment Reunion; OGBA: Return to the Funny Farm
Topic Started: Nov 27 2008, 09:46 PM (1,269 Views)
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Once upon a time, a number of strange beings met in New York. After many a grand adventure, they parted ways. Then, in the year 2008, they met again in Orlando. The poor city will never be the same...

RP of Efar and Ducky's (perhaps Elka, too)
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Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi woke up to the sound of an alarm clock. It was playing a tinny theme, by John Williams, or whatever his name was. Obi-Wan often heard it in the back of his head, and he wondered if that was the theme song of his life.

After dropping out of NYU (college wasn't for him) he had returned back to Coruscant, and back into the arms of the Jedi Order. Of course, he was sent back to Earth again, to investigate a most curious place, shrouded entirely with the Dark Side.
DisneyWorld.

He whacked the snooze button. No point in getting out of bed.
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Anakin, from his place snoring on the sofa, also heard the alarm. “Shut that cursed thing up!” he hollered, his voice hoarse and ragged. He shifted his position, causing a half empty bag of Doritos to fall to the floor. The TV, showing CSI: Tacoma, caught his attention. The ten year old former Sith stood up with a load groan, and crossed the room to switch it off. Dorito crumbs cascaded from the front of his “I Hate Caribou” tee shirt as he did so.

He paused for a moment on his way to Obi’s room to look in the mirror, admiring his disgustingly messy hair and the orange cheese stains that marred his shirt. With a devilish grin, he pulled his lightsabre out, ignited it, and struck a pose he thought was quite dashing. Thoroughly proud of himself, he kicked open Obi’s door with a loud bang and marched in with a racket worthy of an elephant.

“Wakey Wakey, lazy butt! I didn’t get out of Sith Rehab to just sit around and eat chips!” he shouted, cutting the legs out from under Obi Wan’s bed. It fell to the floor with a crash. That done, he seized the covers and attempted to yank them off of his mommy figure.
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Obi-Wan groaned.
"Anakin, not now..."

His padawan was right, however. He did need to get up. Placing the covers back on the bed, he fluffed the pillows. "So, how should we start our investigation? Should we start in DisneyWorld proper, or Epcot? I'm really not in the mood for rides today."

Obi-Wan rubbed his eyes before fully taking in the spectre that was his apprentice. "And for the love of the Force, please put on proper Jedi robes!"
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“First thing’s first. We’re going to DisneyWorld. I refuse to go to Epcot before I ride on the Matterhorn! A life in which one has not ridden the Matterhorn is not worth living! You don’t really want your dear padawan killing himself on his own sabre, do you?” Anakin said, holding the glowing light up to his neck threateningly.

To his ‘master’s’ second demand, Anakin merely scoffed. “Robes? Do you realize how many odd looks I would get waddling around DisneyWorld in monk garb? I’d never get a girlfriend!” he barked. Besides, he dearly adored his t-shirt, right down to the mushroom-shaped cheese stains that reminded him of the time he accidentally nuked one of Junrinace’s moons.
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Obi-Wan folded his arms across his chest. "Anakin..." he growled, "We are most definitely not riding on the Matterhorn unless you change your robes! We are Jedi, not tourists! And you are far too young to be even thinking about girls-- and you've sworn to to a life without physical affection! Do you realize how important it is that you follow the rules of the Jedi?"

Scoffing, Obi-Wan opened the drapes to look over the tropical city of Orlando. The first adventure in this city was about to unfold.
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“Right, well, just because you want to live as a hermit all your life doesn’t mean I want to,” Anakin replied, hastily putting his lightsabre away before it caught the attention of any of the other hotel guests. Unfortunately, as he did so, a blood-curdling shriek quickly followed by a splash pervaded the humid Floridian air. Anakin face-palmed. “Nice job, mistress! Some lady just nearly had a heart attack and fell in her pool.

“I don’t see why I have to follow all of your stupid rules. I’m not running around as a Sithie walrus anymore; that should be good enough for you! As for physical affection…” Anakin pulled a sheet of cardboard off of an empty, grease stained pizza box stuffed into the trash bin. Searching in a messy drawer of the hotel supplied desk, he pulled out a sharpie pen and scrawled in massive letters, “FREE HUGS!!!”

Without another word, Anakin raced out of the apartment. He stopped heavily down the stairs and out into the street, waving his sign around. It wasn’t long before a random cop began to follow him, eyeing him with great suspicion.
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"Anakin!" Obi-Wan yelled, running after his padawan.

Fortunately, Anakin wasn't that far away, only half a block or so down. It wasn't hard for the adult Jedi to drag the little apprentice back to the apartment.

"Look, Anakin... I will keep you in here while I have fun at DisneyWorld if you don't act like an honorable padawan. We are here to make an impression. To stop whatever force is using the Dark Side. The Jedi are intimidation! You do not look one bit intimidating."

Obi-Wan walked into the kitchen. "Now, think on that while I make breakfast."
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Although Anakin put up a decent fight, it wasn’t enough to deter Obi-Wan. He screamed for to cop to shoot the Jedi down, but the cop assumed that Obi was Anakin’s dad, and did nothing other than shake his head and pity the man.

Back in the apartment, Anakin plunked down on the sofa and glowered sullenly at Obi-Wan. “Make an impression… Yeah right. We look more like clowns that the intimidating jedi we’re supposed to be.” As he sat, he thought not of acting civil, but of what would be the best way to knock Obi-Wan out of a roller coaster. He’d have to mess with the seats, which would be difficult, but unless he caught on things would probably work out fine. His rumbling stomach made him grumpy, and plotting against his master came with the territory.
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Obi-Wan started to pull out the ingredients for scrambled eggs and crepes. "Look Anakin, if you cooperate, I'll make you your favorite breakfast of scrambled eggs and crepes. I'll also let you have ice cream or cotton candy or whatever while we're at DisneyWorld. Now, please, put on your Jedi robes!"

To emphasize his point, he held up the egg cartoon as well of the box of flour. If this didn't work, Obi-Wan had no more ideas. I wonder if I could do Force-hypnosis... if such a thing exists. He glanced at the television, thinking about how many times he'd been featured on the nightly news, back in New York City.
Not letting that happen again.
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