[Raging Deadstar]

*Raging Deadstar smiles, unless he is the crafty looking bartender said Raging Deadstar has been practically un-noticed. The corner of the room he resides in his now more homely. Hidden off behind dark purple velvet curtains and a large fire now blazes in the enclosed room. A uv light shines from above and he relaxes on his sofa. Feeling the urge to do evil Raging Deadstar walks over to narf and points out that all drinks must be paid fully in ethiopian currency. He smiles to himself nastily as he watches Narf go and invest his minerals into the now waiting currency conVersion machine, which is totally non refundable! He smiles to himself and polishes the null space projector, sips his apple juice and waits for his nemesis, the one they call Ragnarok!*

[ April 17, 2003, 00:21: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ]