[Raging Deadstar]

Originally posted by Power Man:
Boy RD are You In Trouble.

DG must not have drawn all of brains back in. That's why you are "having delusions." Also the nut you ate may be just making you "Nutty."
You could not have destroyed my Dread2. It Last left the Old cantina via a warp tunnel and has not yet re-appeared. I wonder who's ship you DID Destroy ??

Shortly after RD gets his apple juice an ominous rumbling is heard. The sky darkens as a Massive BASE Ship moves over the cantina. A Large (lounge) lizard like being smashes through the door.

"WHO HERE JUST SANK MY BATTLESHIP" he roars!!

Everyone in the cantinal points to Raging Deadstar.

"YOU SANK MY BATTLESHIP !! YOU MUST PAY !!!!"

The Large Lounge Lizard Lunges at RD. He proceeds to wrap RD up in heavy chains.
He the puts RD into a large sack.
He puts the sack into a metal strong box.
He puts many locks and yet more chains on the box.
He takes the box back to his base ship.
The Base ship takes off and disappears into the sky.

Is this the End Of Raging Deadstar? (We can only hope.)

*The atmosphere is strange in the cantina, powerman is hoping our beloved hero is gone forever, Ragnarok is reeling from shock he might have to lower himself to powermans level for violence. Growltigger doesn't really care but is wondering who will pay RD's tab, Taz sighs as he knows he won't be getting any of the Deadstar continuum's beer for "quality testing" anymore!*

*Powerman smiles knowing full well that sending that communication to the lizards would land RD in trouble. Suddenly a large rumbling is heard as the lizards baseship reappears over the cantina and Raging Deadstar wanders back in. Carrying the large metal box. He spends a couple of minutes unlocking the chains and padlocks and then pulls out some jars. Inside are Nuted very upset miniture Versions of the lizards that kidnapped him, the captian who did and his crew. He smiles and then proceeds to head to the toilet! Only then can laughter be heard and numerous bog flushing. Later a bunch of very happy toilet worshippers come back out with their freshly grilled lizard shishkebabs. Now that those ignroant sentient life forms have been taken care of he turns his attention to powerman. He whispers to the nearest fbw and they rush off, returning in ominous leather and latex dominatrix outfits. With a quick grip of the shoulder powerman is unconcious and falls head first into his tribble wings and is dragged to the medieval dungeon that Raging Deadstar specified to be built. Powerman doesn't know it yet but this erotic pleasure is going to be extremly STRENUOUS! Raging Deadstar shouts back over to the Fbw's before they bolt the door to take full advantage of the bed of nails, the racks and thumb (and other appendages)screws. Powerman is in for a night he will remember, mostly for the pain he will be in for months*

Luckily for me my ship always has shield depleters and a boarding party Now powerman, if you have any complaints from the treatment you receive now take it up with growltigger or the FBW's, i'm sure they'd love to hear from a disatisfied customer!

Hehehehe.