Now that you have read something of the Library, we were thinking that maybe we should explain to you what the Library is. So... basically what it is is it's the galactic Library. Except nobody in the galaxy seems to know quite where it is. It's in the Outda System, which is only the first part of it's name, seeing how it's name is something like Pi, it just goes on and on and on and on and on and on... you get the picture! The second part, though, is Wazu, so it's Outda Wazu. Of course the Library is actually located on an asteroid called Ket in the Outda system and as we said before, the name just goes on and on and on. But, as we were saying, and it takes up the entire surface of the Ket asteroid, and it's a very good-sized asteroid at that too. In this Library are two sisters. Yours truly, and my slightly older twin, about a minute older last we checked, Pyla. And we have the uh... some people might call it a nasty habit, we call it entertainment, but we have the habit of, uh, "borrowing" guests and bringing them to the Library. Our guests lately have been from Star Wars, but I promise we will be getting some more interesting guests soon, not that they aren't interesting... It's kind of hard to find Zabrakians anywhere else. But, that's beside the point! As I was saying, the Library contains every book that was ever written. It's kinda like the Library of Congress, except that it's for the entier Star Wars galaxy, not just the United States. But it's got everything... Plus, it's got two Nocturnal Terrors of the Bookshelves, as we like to call ourselves, the sisters that you've already been introduced to, Reea, that's me, and Pyla, my... delightful twin. We as we said, have the habit of bringing guests. We also have the habit of drugging them, causing them to develop interesting sleep disorders. Talking in their sleep, walking in their sleep, levitating in their sleep... Any disorders that they happen to have are magnified. A lot. It's like sticking them under a microscope with a speaker next to your ear and the microphone stuffed down their throat.
You might be wondering where two people like ourselves managed to get our hands on Jedi training. Or would that be our minds on Jedi training? Whatever. Well, let's just say that awhile ago we abducted a certain Master Jedi who is under three feet tall, green, fuzzy, big ears, about 900 years old... well, he wasn't 900 years old at the time, more like 467, but we abducted him, who didn't want to be drugged, he really didn't like this idea. As I recall, his exact words were "Drug me do not! Drug me do not!" We may never know what his reaction would be if we did drug him, but we'll have to abduct him some other time.. But in exchange for not being drugged, he agreed to train us, which he has since come to regret. Many times over... If you don't know who he would be by now, we're not telling. You obviously haven't been doing your homework on the Star Wars universe, I don't even think you'd get half the jokes on this page. This site, for that matter. If you have, then you know we'd probably go seeking him out on Dagobah... we'll have to do that sometime soon, preferably before he dies... But we haven't even mentioned the Librarian... Her highness Queen Serenity. The one who rules the Library with an iron fist and makes it very difficult for us to have our fun. Who, for some reason, allows me to bring in a gas can but not a punch bowl. The same one who once allowed Pyla to bring in a blowtorch... She has her own system, not one we understand. But she does come in handy. She occaisionally even helps us to clean up our messes. Usually she just supervises, but occaisionally she does actually help. Like in helping to get guests back to the right times and places, seeing as how Time and Space don't really apply here, or physics, for that matter. We could have Darth Maul in the Library at the same time as Luke Skywalker, though I think we'll be waiting for Luke to grow up some. We don't like Sleep-whiners...
But now you know the basic idea behind the Library, and now I need to stop talking.