A sleek, black battleship cruised through the system towards Carrotus. Thousands of armored warriors stood, prepared for arrival in several hours, at the loading bay. From an above window, the Commander watched his massive and glorious troops. His mind was afar, envisioning pacing the streets of Carrotus. A dark empire, where citizens suffer under the wrath of my mighty soldiers, my flag blazing through the wind on every street corner!

Cool. D'you need joiners? 'Cause if you do, I, Coppertop, am volunteering.
(If you need it check out my profile on 4I Falcon's "everyone's characters" thread.)

Great beginning, now you need to continue!

Everything Copper said. 'Cept I'm 4I Falcon instead.

ZBOING! *bounces sideways and crashes into a wall*

Feh.