Re: Hmmm...
 

Are you sure it's safe for an unarmored person to step through a warppoint? Some warppoints have been known to give a bumpy ride.

Re: The.... other place
 

RD emerges from the basement covered in the entrails of fallen panders. Breaking at least a dozen health and safety rules he throws his bloodied apron to the side and puts on a fresh one.

Heh, I don't drink alcohol so on a personal level I don't care what happens to the Brewskis.

On a Professional Level I know that if the Brewskis are messed with or run out I know I then have a cantina full of very miffed customers, and me being the bartender....well.... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...es/biggrin.gif

Re: The.... other place
 

Indeed a cantina full of miffed customes who are heavily armed and have their own personal armies of beastly creatures. Well running out of Brewskis could be interesting. Briefly. http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/smilies/laugh.gif

Re: The.... other place
 

Hey, I know! Since Puke is currently confined to the glass, why don't we just put him in the fridge?

Renegade proceeds to do exactly that, sliding the still blinking Puke into the fridge, and closing the door.

Chilled Puke!

Re: FOOD PROCESSORS!
 

My food processor cleaning robots are probally still around. Hmmm...

Re: FOOD PROCESSORS!
 

How about putting the glass in the freezer to make a nice frozen treat?

Re: Phong\'s Head Bar & Grill
 

Barkeep! I'll have a Puke & Tonic on the rocks please! Shaken and stirred!

Re: Phong\'s Head Bar & Grill
 

http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/smilies/shock.gif

RD Quickly delegates this responsibility to one of the 'Bar-Rats' who, unaware of the danger, dutifully carries out this request.

"If anyone needs me, I'll just be getting changed into Kevlar http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/smilies/wink.gif"

Re: Phong\'s Head Bar & Grill
 

Re: Phong\'s Head Bar & Grill
 

the bar rat measures out some tonic into the puke-in-a-glass, and closes a tumbler down over the top. he attempts to give it a vigerous shake, but the viscosity of puke is such that he remains solidly in the glass.

puke blinks, irritatedly.

when the bar rat removes the tumbler and puts the glass down on the counter, puke reaches up out of it and seizes the creature by the neck. maintaining a solid grip, puke slams the poor bugger into the ground, and then swings him over his head to slam into the ground on the other side. still seated in his glass, puke hurls the would-be drink-mixer over the bar and into Stratigan, whom is knocked onto the ground by the airborne bar rat.

Expanding rapidly to a more comfortable size, puke shatters the glass he was in, spraying shrapnel about the room. Shuffling accross the room, puke flags down a FBW to bring a plate of tribble wings.