*Raging Deadstar emerges from his corner and orders yet another apple juice and then returns to his sanctuary. The entrance is now complete with a specially added enema firing cannon to keep away any mischeivious little "oiks". He smiles to himself as he notices his medium transport being towed away and quickly opens up his laptop and sends a message to the ship, smiling as the self destruct device explodes taking the bloody thieves with it!*
Right.... Now Narf! I'd love to have a feud with you, but i am currently waiting for Ragnarok, if you've read the Last few pages of the old cantina you will notice i'm currently busy feuding with him, but i'm sure if you insult Powerman he will give you some violence(or whatever you're looking for
)
*As Raging Deadstar smiles to himself he throws his voice to where narf is standing. "ONIONS!" Raging Deadstar feels a suitbale measure of revenge has been achieved and watches as the "oik" is buried under a pile of Onions. Then he pulls a black hole out of his pocket and slides it underneath the large pile of veg and watches as it crashes down into the basement with a satisfying crash of pots and pan like noises. He then lies down on his sofa and loads up his napalm spreader, soon Ragnarok will come, and RD will be waiting *brood* *brood**
[ April 19, 2003, 11:50: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ]