Control the Throne

here's the throne, thank you for asking~~
 
hello mister, i need the throne for a second. can i have it? *gets throne* "didn't know it was so easy.......FOOOLS!"*reveals himself as dimentio* "hahaha! this was as easy as taking candy from a baby! something i do everyday. then i sell it. i make lots of money with that. nastasia didn't brainwash the enemies that bowser had at his disposal, i just gave them a better salary! and now i will be going." *runs away with throne in hands*
 
I'm a Super Saiyan God, so I should naturally get the throne. If you disagree however, allow me to introduce my pal Piccolo. He'll beat your sorry ass into submission.
 
It's impossible for you to have the throne since aregularforumuser wasn't on it to begin with.
 
And you deserve so much applause for such clever acts of throne-heist as
BowserJunior said:
You sat on the the throne so long you fell asleep. I gently lift you off and take the throne.
That's it: I hereby resolve it upon myself to rectify the situation by making this tremendously complicated.

The Star Destroyer dropped out of hyperspace and was quickly followed by four like it. Two Interdictor Cruisers hyperspaced in right behind them and set up their interdictor fields immediately, preventing BowserJunior from escaping with the throne.

Grand Admiral Thrawn stared out into the battlefield and smiled. "Today we claim victory and prestige for the Empire. Pellaeon, is the
Chimaera ready for battle?"

"She is fully at your command, Admiral."

"Then let's begin. Launch TIE squadrons one through four. Execute pincer maneuver on my mark... now."

As BowserJunior attempted to flee the planet with his prize, four
Victory-class Star Destroyers dropped in nearly right on top of him, and before he had time to grab the coordinates from his nav computer the ship was being tractored into the Protector. Out of options, BowserJunior painted a graffiti portal on his ship and attempted to escape. Unfortunately, the portal's path through the spacetime continuum was still being distorted by the interdictor fields of the Interdictor Cruisers. BowserJunior abandoned ship, forced to leave the throne behind by the tiny confines of his escape pod. But he vowed to return again...

Aboard the
Chimaera, Pellaeon looked up from his tactical display. "The Protector reports success, Admiral. The interdictor field prevented portal travel just as per your predictions."

Thrawn smiled thinly. "Excellent. Captain, prepare the convoy for the throne's transfer to Wayland. The Emperor will be greatly pleased by our success today."
 
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