Brank
"Giving up? Son, there's nothing left to do bu-"
Jabba looks at the hole where he threw the guard out of, then looks at the shattered mirror. He begins to reflect for an hour or more...
"Maybe there... isn't much left to do. But does that mean we should die knowing that we did nothing to stop doomsday? No! I've had it with hiding in heaven. Servants, take the anti-omnipotence mask off of me, ASAP! We've got a dark entity to send back into his grave. And if we fall, at least we tried. After all, the Mangoverse will fall without my presence. To the Plotmobile!"*
Jabba and company board a fancy, expensive looking space-sportscar, which shines a bright mango color. The Mangolord turns on the situational-playlist, which switches songs depending on what scenario they're in.
