[Puke]

The Activation of the Temporal Gearbox cause fluctuations in the fabric of reality, causing a breakdown in the data files used for the mod that was keeping Puke's Nausea Styled Battlemoon in orbit over the Cantina. The light from the skylight brightens, as the internal glow from the Battlemoon gets closer.

losing internal cohesion, the Battlemoon begins to fall appart. 50 Megatons of vomit and organic weaponry (and a whole lot of contraband booze) begin to tumble at terminal velocity towards the Cantina.

Smaller fragments begin to impact first, disabling vehicles in the parking lot, slaying a few pygmies and the odd escaped llama or two, and burrying those outside in knee-deep spew. The main bulk of Nausea one tumbles slowly (for dramatic effect) towards the Cantina-proper.

Patrons appropriately scurry about. The rocket-propelled foodfight continues, as Puke flings flaming shotglasses of Grey-Goose at any who attempt to pie him. RD's baguette is coated in burning alcohol, and would-be combatants cower in fear from his newfound burning sword.