Miraculously, probably due to the sithed up plot charge, Darth Vader and his escorts arrived at Plotline Hotline first. After some debate, it was decided that a bunch of Medieval Heroes would be better to summon, so Darth Vader was taught how to use the Plotline Hotline machines. There was something against this in the "Employee Agreement" laws, but as they were now employees of Opposition Publishing Co. Inc., they didn't bother to bother.

Soon, a group of Medieval Heroes were standing in Plotline Hotline, dusting interdimensional fairy dust off of their clothing. The apparent leader, an old man with a beard and a staff, extended a hand to Dan Druff, who was closest. "Thanks to the interdimensional fairy dust that is being brushed off our clothing, we know why you have brought us here. We shall go forth, and rescue the War Taverners. And may all who stand in our way kindly step aside."
"That's all very nice, but who are you?" asked Stan, who was kind of surprised that the whole thing had worked.

"I am Randalf Mayfear, wizard of Medal Urge."
"I am Airyhorn, a Ranger." said a tall man, nodding. "and I have many names."
"I am Boredmore, he of whom the bards forget." said another man, looking similar to the other.
"I am Logoless, the archer." said a tall and graceful blonde, shouldering a bow.
"I am Grimtree, and I shall not shirk from the task, whatever it may be." said a short and bearded fellow with a axe that was bigger then him.
"I am Photo, and I have the ring, so you'd better keep me safe!" said a short one with hairy feet.
"I am Slam Cantsee." said another hairy footed midget. "And I will follow Master Photo wherever he goes!"
"I am Maybe." said another of the vertically challenged hairy feet. "And he is Pigeon." They looked almost exactly alike.


Batty Buddy, wings aching from two such unusually long flights in such short sucession, alighted on a tree nearby the Plotline Hotline. "Now, only Sith can operate the machines inside," he thought, thoughtfully. "but I'm an insane cartoon. Surely I can think of something."
"Hey! Don't call me Shirley!" cried a voice from his backpack. Batty Buddy quickly thrust his wing in and pulled out a tiny cloaked figure. "Who are You?"
"I'm Darth Skywalker, 4th in the chain of Pokesith! Over 250 different characters! COLLECT 'EM ALL!!!!!!!11!1!!!!11!11!11111"
"A Pokesith? Now there's an idea.." said Batty, smirking. He proceeded to go towards the entrance to Plotline Hotline.

At a very similar moment, Cobra and Ducky arrived at Plotline Hotline as well. They had rented a real Taxi on credit, saying they'd pay the money tomorrow, as if they got their way they would be no tomorrow in this branch of time. But then Ducky noted a sign above the Plotline Hotline door reading "DANGER. DO NOT ENTER. MACHINES INSIDE WILL EXPLODE ANY OPERATORS WHO ARE NOT SITH."
This stumped the pair for a while, until Cobra got an idea. Reaching into her magic handbag of stuffness, she pulled out a pad of paper and a pen, on which she wrote "Honorary Sith". "Trust me, it'll work." she said, in response to Ducky's incredulous gaze. "Let's go."

Kovu and Disguise, having obtained a "Get out of the GameRhombadececedron Dimension free card" in a game of Pikimin Monopoly, were on their way to Plotline Hotline. The Blue Heron had given them a ride to the coastline, but neither of them were really sure where Plotline Hotline was. But by asking directions from local yokels and resident presidents, they managed to get into the right dimension. After that, it was only a matter of Disguise drawing a race car for them, using a magic pencil that only would work in the Plotline Hotline's private dimension, and they sped off in the right direction. They were a little daunted by the sign, but decided that Disguise could easily draw a sith for them, so they advanced towards the building.

So after a few more introductions, the refugees from The Ignored of the Rings set out from Plotline Hotline, intent on rescuing The War Tavern from AMAZING GUY!, a trouble which had ended quite some time ago. But they bumped into Batty Buddy, and Kovu, and Cobra, and Disguise, and Ducky, and the Pokesith, and they all started fighting. The three former Plotline Hotline employees had been told to stay back, so they couldn't have told the Medieval Heroes to not fight these people.

Darth Vader soon joined the frey, lightsaver swinging madly. And then High Chancellor Palpetine showed up, leading a huge army of council members, so there would be some nameless characters that could be killed off without remorse. Naturally, the battle soon called in super heroes, so Comb Man and ULTRA NURSE were there, complete with Cutey Pie. Jim Drab, leading a vast array of Ben Class Scorpions, showed up, as he had decided he wanted to run Plotline Hotline again. And ANTI-TUBBS had heard from an unreliable source Tubbs would be there, so he arrived, several Happy Puppy Pickle Co. zombies with him, holding machine guns and pickle launchers.
The OMNI-BOT had finished with Tokyo, and the BeBop Cola machines had finished with the rest of the world, so they also joined in the huge fight. TMIBOKAJJTOHCFAYETEEWWAAPWIBTBARARTWWTTGDONBSWLESC ADMSWLC was also there, having left the Legends Only server in a huff, and was bashing heads energetically with his ten tentacles. The Plotline Hotline employees had come along, and were distressed to see all these people fighting at their workplace, so they joined in the battle for no reason. GenEXMRT, having fought the second assistant costume designer's coffee holder of the Brady Bunch victoriously, also showed up, Arncecroc now in genie form floating along behind him. Arjan showed up, deciding this was even better then the Godly battles, and began throwing lightning at everyone.

Back in the War Tavern, that place you had forgotten about, Beauman was once more running the James Bond cameras. And everyone in the Tavern was watching the vera huge fight, and wondering who a lot of the combatants were.

But suddenly, as everyone was fighting madly, and people dieing by the score, Arncecroc revealed his true form. And there, standing among the temporarily stunned fighters, was a huge abombination. And he pointed his finger, and fire leapt from his finger. Fire from the opposite of heaven. All touched by it were consumed, including Arjan. And the universe blew up, just as the evil person in the hospital was about to do something nasty to Ancoysd, who was still in a coma.

And The Plotmaster, Keeper of the Plot Holes, watched this, and he was displeased.