*Above the cantina a black spaceship with purple decoration and glowing engines slowly decends into the parking lot. The docking platforms slowly roll out and secure the ship in place and the crew pour out. One particular traveller steps out. Dressed in black bondage jeans and a trenchcoat with a Talena Atfield clone on one arm and an Otep Shamaya clone on the other, he orders the crew to deliver a note to barry. The disorganised rabble step over and greet the gigantic t-rex, who with his spindly arms reads the note and proceeds to tuck a serviette into his t-rex sized tuxedo and covers them in a nice chinese sauce before worlfing them down, followed by a large burp!*
"Thats for losing me so many ships in the Bar Trek Thread!"
*RD walks in and admires the new cantina's decor. A massive oak, polished bar with gold metal accessories lies to the left with every kind of liqour behind it. To the right lies the stairs to the "executive suite", the inner sanctum with everything inside decorated with gold trim and the previous brig, that is now converted into a medievil dungeon for Those who defy GT's supreme rule! Raging Deadstar quickly cuts off the darkest corner and puts some silk purple curtains around, leaving a narrow opening into his sanctuary. An apple juicer, some UV lights, a few thrash and death metal band posters, a large purple sofa, a large surround sound system and of course a 3d holographic computer to play his latest turns on seiv.*
"Ahhh Sanctuary!
Glad to see Primitive back with us! I aquired a bit of a resource excess after Growltigger destroyed a lot of my toys in the bar trek thread, so the first months tab is on me!
*Raging Deadstar relaxes happily as he falls into a philosophical disscussion with the two attractive clones he arrived with and sips his apple juice, could this be bliss?*
"Glad to have the old place back GT!
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