[originally posted by Flotg] “Soldier, let me tell you a story about Dekard Jaxx.” “I had been in for about six months when they assigned me to this heavy weapons unit.” “We had this platoon sergeant. He was the nastiest looking mother I ever saw; scarred up with dark side corruption all over his face and eyes. He was one bad bastard.” “There was a green lieutenant fresh out of the Imperial Academy, officer’s training school.” “On his first day in the 47th he orders us to go to the barracks and pin on all our ribbons, whatever we had been awarded. So he knows what kind of men he’s got.” “We go back, put on all our stuff and reassemble.” “But the Sergeant didn’t put his ribbons on. The lieutenant chews him a new one in front of the whole unit.” “He wants the sergeant to go back and put on his dress grays and pin on every ribbon he has ever had.” “The lieutenant yells in his face ‘You return to the barracks immediately and pin on every award on your chest! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME SERGEANT?!’” “The sergeant gives the lieutenant a stern glare. In about ten minutes the sarge comes back and walks up behind the lieutenant. The platoon breaks out in laughter at the sight of the sergeant. He is wearing nothing but black socks and polished dress boots you could eat off of. He also wore around his neck not one but two Imperial Service Crosses. Besides that, naked as the day he was born.” “The lieutenant snaps to attention ignoring tradition and protocol saluting the man and not the rank.” The soldier turns to his squad leader and asks “That was Dekard Jaxx?” “No soldier. That was Flotg Zonum.” “Well, what the hell does that story have to do with Dekard Jaxx?” “Because Jaxx was Zonum’s successor and Zonum was scared shitless of Jaxx.” OOC: Completely plagarized.