The Emperors Gloat Over The Captured Jay

Who: Emperors Cerebrum and Keto, Jay Chrysler (BD Universe), Various
Other Clowns
Where: The Empire Flagship
When: After Jay's capture and before/during the BDs' attack
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-- SNIP --
"SILENCE!" boomed a voice around the chamber, Jay stairned to see
where it was coming from in the darkness
"Welcome..Mr Chrysler..we've been expecting you.."
"Well..yeah..you kinda ordered the clowns to BRING me here..."
"Well..thats....bu...SHUT UP!"
-- END SNIP --
"As we were saying," boomed a second voice, "We have been expecting
you. So, Mr Chrysler from another universe. This is really *very*
interesting. And we were able to snatch you out from under the very
noses of two rebel vessels!"
"You are truly magnificent, sirs," put in a clown helpfully.
"Shut up," snapped the first voice, "Or we'll have you melted.
You're a far cry from our own Mr Chrysler, Mr Chrysler. So very
different, yet so very similar..."
"Yeah, the other me's a dick," agreed Jay.
"Quite," nodded one of the shadowy shapes that Jay's eyes could
almost make out on a couple of large throne-like chairs in the
darkness ahead of him, "He's been a pest for long enough."
"He ruined several of our earlier research attempts," hissed the
other voice.
"He damaged many of our craft!"
"He killed dozens of our troopers!"
"He thinks he's a better pilot than me!" joined in Jay, temporarily
caught up in the moment.
There was a long pause as the two shadowy figures looked at each
other as if to say 'well, actually...', but the silence was broken by
a harsh cough from the one on the left.
"Indeed," it rasped, "Anyway, by now our Dark Lord..."
"You mean White Wolf!?" gaped Jay after a second for this to sink
in.
"Whatever you call him, by now he's probably ruined morale on your
ship to beyond breaking point," chuckled one of the figures
darkly, "Why, I wouldn't be surprised if both ships were now in utter
disarray and unable to even organise a disaster!"
"Sir, there are two Dwarfstar class mining vessels en route to the
Death Egg," said a clown nervously, turning away from a sensor
screen, "And many little fighters escorting them."
There was another, longer pause.
"Interesting," mused the figures, as the clown commando fighters
were launched to intercept the attackers.
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OOC: Okay, so it's not much, but I wanted to leave the gloating
fairly open so that the Emperors can react whichever way the battle
goes. ;)