Empire: WHAAAA I wanna win!!! Vader! Get Admiral Thrawn!!!

Vader: Yes my Master. *leaves* *mumble, mumble* don't see what I'm doing so wrong...

Grand Admiral Thrawn, the only worthy tactician of the Empire, is currently racking up a monster score on Art Trivia.

Vader: Hey! Thrawn! We want you over here!

Thrawn: Do I get to kick a little do-gooder @$$?

Vader: Yes, we're at war and we've decided that we've let the other guys win long enough.

Thrawn: Cool, I'll be right over.

Emporer: Lord Vader, I was just talking to our Dominion Ambassador, he tells me that he made an alliance with the Drahk, and that they had tried to form one with you, but you fired on them.

Vader: Ummmm......*tugging at collar*

Weyoun: So, Vader, why did you fire upon our friends in conquest?

Vader: Uhhhhh......I never sanctioned the order! That's it! It was Admiral.....Bouregard that fired!......no, wait....he's dead already....

Emporer: I see. So....Gakrock?

Drahk: It's Ga'Kro'ckic.

Emporer:.......whatever.....So, what is it you feel you can add to the might of the Imperial/Dominion Alliance? I seem to recall you were about to lose to Vader's ships.

Vader: Admiral......Pliptine?....no, killed him last week......Hauge? no, he's starfleet......AH-HA! Admiral Garn was the one who ordered to fire! *force chokes nearby Admiral*

Emporer: *raises an eybrow* Fine, you are dismissed.

Drahk: We have technology from our masters, the Shadows, a race billions of years old dedicated to warfare, and tons upon tons of cool attack ships.

Weyoun: Sounds good! I'm sure we'll all get along fine!

Everyone looks at Weyoun goofy.

Z, the commentator reviews the poll, and decides to take some measures to change this. He begins reading ST and SW tech manuals, and polishing his knife collection.

Sisko: Ok, so we need a battle plan, your primary station has fallen, but ours is still under our control.

Sheridan: I don't have any specific plans right now, but I'd really love to use some big nukes.

Sisko: Simply defending with mine-fields isn't going to win this war.

Sheridan: Why not? Freakin' huge nukes have always worked for us before!

Kira and Ivanova: *roll eyes*