Be a kind and caring humanness!
Slave boss is up on a ladder, adding blooming flowers to a giant death star.
Visitor: "slave boss, what are you up to?"
Slave boss: "This death star made of flowers won't build itself!"
Visitor: "you've upgraded from flower weaponry to an entire flower made of death stars? How do you make a death star out of flowers anyway? Can I see?"
Slave boss: "huh? You just use flowers instead of titanium and carbon nanotubes and stuff."
Slave boss places more flowers. The death star of flowers is enormous. Small fighter ships made of flowers occasionally dock or disembark in fleets.
Visitor climbs up slave boss's ladder to see some of the construction. Smells of diverse perfumes waft into their nostrils everywhere as they climb through dense dangling garlands of every color, and mount a high causeway.
Slave boss [carrying huge packbaskets of flowers, nestling flowers artistically into gaps in the walls and ceilings and floors and doors as he walks]: "the empire has been working on this for some time." Some nazi gestapo wearing floral garb and wreaths and grinning hugely --