The Star Wars Punch Out and Play excursion to Åland
Who knew putting these things together was such hard work?
Here we are, ready to go!
A wretched hive of scum and villainy!
Summon a beer with the Force I will!
The wookiee can’t hold his liquer.
This is not the stuffy old guy we’re looking for.
Aren’t you a little short for a stormtrooper?
A disturbance in the force I sense.
Doing the archipelago run in under 12 nautical parsecs.
Shh! We’re infiltrating the Empire’s stronghold here in Åland.
Welcome to the Imperial Spa. Where we will take care of you. Permanently.
Soon your skin problems are going to be just a memory!
The history of the place is chronicled in these story boards.
I am Senator Amidala and I have come on my flagship to negotiate a settlement.
Spying on the Imperial reconnaissance division.
At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi. At last we will have revenge.
Don’t pay any attention to the commotion inside! Come have some Imperial Porter. It’s nice and dark.
He’s of two minds about this stunt.
None of these light sabre-swinging dark side guys for Jukka!
That guy isn’t too happy to see Leia.
Things are looking up for our golden friend.
All together now… a-one, a-two, a-one-two-three!
A glass of swordsman beer? This looks like a task for a Jedi.
That’s no moon… that’s a space station! Or a table, I never could tell the two apart.
We like to push the pram a lot.
These strange creatures are to be subdued and made to do our bidding.
Stand down, duckie. The master already has an apprentice.
That guy can’t be up to any good.
Seize smashing you will… help us bring down the Empire instead.
The Jedi have a day trip to the museum ship Pommern.
Here the cook prepares our daily grub.
Hello there. Let me present the crew quarters, and the jolly crew of this ship.
The cabin boy missing is. Seen him you have, hmm?
The loyal crewman is resting before a hard day of working.
See anything you like, Leia?
Ok, you've found some more ropes. Nice.
Help me! I seem to have gotten lost in the machinery! Oh dear…
—Hey, look! Isn’t that gorgeous gal the brilliant author Steph Swainston? —Her it surely is. Greet her we must.
This is the closest we lowly seamen get to an actual sea. Work work work, and that green guy always breathing down our necks, telling us to work harder. It’s not fair!
Ok Leia, you seem to like your bondage stuff…
…but this is getting ridiculous!
He’s a lumberjack and he’s okay…
Arr, mates! Welcome to the captain’s quarters!
Here we provide fine dining and entertainment.
This is the cargo hold where the poor sods like me work all day.
Hello friend, I’m C-3PO, human-cyborg relations. Have you seen my counterpart anywhere?
Check on the workers I must.
Girls just wanna have fun!
I’ll just rest here a bit…
Hey you! Back to work you go, or feed you I will not!
Maybe I’ll just hide here for a while.
Mmm, chains. Big, rusty chains…