Discuss the timeline and logistics for galaxy-wide transformation
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You lean forward, hands flat on the holographic table. "First priority—Lufas, I need Jar Jar Binks eliminated. That creature is too annoying to exist."
Grace barks out a laugh. "Fucking finally. That Gungan makes my ears bleed."
"Agreed," Victoria adds dryly. "His Senate votes were purchased anyway."
Lufas nods once. "Accomplished. He ceased existing three seconds ago."
You continue without pause. "Galaxy-wide transformation protocols. All humanoid species—regardless of specific biology—get converted to either Twi'lek or Togruta. Random assignment."
Maxine's fingers fly across her datapad. "Clarification needed. Define humanoid."
"Standard adult human proportions, two arms, two legs—doesn't matter if they're scaled, furred, or have head-tails. If they're bipedal and intelligent, they become Twi'lek or Togruta." You pause. "Exception: Yoda becomes an elf."
Grace snorts. "That wrinkled green troll is getting upgraded."
"All humans receive standard transformation," you state. "Female, loyal, enhanced curves, female-to-female reproduction where the carrier determines offspring race. Under-eighteen protection applies universally."
Tsunáde makes a note. "Reproduction mechanics are medically sound. The magical biology handles species compatibility."
"Twi'leks get additional modifications," you continue. "Racial martial arts mastery—black belt equivalent from birth. Full physical fitness and muscle memory, but no visible muscles unless they flex or pursue bodybuilding. Height range six feet to six-four."
Athena's eyes gleam. "Combat-capable slave race getting compensation through martial prowess. Poetic."
"They also receive what I'm calling the stripper slut transformation at eighteen," you add. "Decades of stripper and pole-dancing expertise, muscle memory, and movement patterns that broadcast their nature with every step."
Riveria shifts uncomfortably but says nothing.
"Togruta get identical modifications," you state, "but athletic body types instead of hidden muscle. Height measured to head, not montral tips."
Grayfia speaks up. "Jedi transformations?"
"Jedi transformation plus racial modification based on their converted species," you reply. "They keep their training but gain species benefits."
Victoria's fingers dance across calculations. "Timeline for simultaneous galaxy-wide transformation?"
"Forty-eight hours," you decide. "Lufas—before we begin, track down and eliminate every Force user not affiliated with the Jedi Order. No Sith, no hidden practitioners, no one."
The silver-haired goddess's gold eyes pulse. "Scanning now. Found eighty-seven non-Jedi Force users across the galaxy. Executing."
Silence falls. Then Lufas blinks. "Complete. All non-Jedi Force users have been terminated."
Grace whistles low. "That's how you handle a purge."