The Won-Ton Violence Take-Out Hut

[NullAshton]

The starbases in orbit is capable of precision strikes on the planet. If you're outside the hut, my starbases can vaporize you The starbases are also making items for the bar as well, supplying them.

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

meanwhile, cloned legs of Strategia keep hopping into the take-out at a rate of two per minute. Soon, the legs begin to consume more alcoholic beverages than the patrons - something deemed absolutely impossible...

Hank: "Er, guys, shouln't we do somethin' 'bout the leggies? I've almost no Speetial Rifds left in sdorage... somebo'y shoo' the damn legs!"

Jack pulls a pocket universe out of his vest and flicks it to the legs. He then fills it with Spatial Rifts. The legs hop towards it and disappear. Jack then lets the pocket universe experience its end.

Legs still hop in at a rate of two per minute, though.

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

after pulling himself together (the extra-strong Spatial Rift was a powerful catalyst. No limb can resist the attraction of Hank's Spatial Rifts) Strategia stands up and burshes some dust off his (rather torn) gery maffioso tux.

"Guys... this is serious. They're throwing black holes around at the B&G."

as if on cue, Angel pops her head round the door and flicks in a rather large black hole.

"I feel... an irresistible attraction... must... enter... black... hole... No! No! Must... resist... psychic... black... hole! Must... resist!... NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

that last word was uttered when the entire Won-Ton saw the keg full of hyperquantums - the key ingredient for a Spatial Rift - beginning to slide slowly but surely towards the black hole.

[Jack Simth]

Jack Points out the black hole to Hank
Jack "Looks like someone spilled their drink; you might want to mop that up."
Hank "Got it."
Hank grabs a rather unusual mop, and plops it right into the middle of the black hole, then swabs it around a bit; in a moment, the mop has soaked up the black hole. Hank then wrings the mop out over a bucket, and pours the resulting drink into a glass.
Jack "I knew there was I reason I didn't order any of those."

(Bad pun, I know, but hey - cartoon physics, right?)

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

I'll also put in a free Dimensional Rupture for you.

Thinking of a ad line for the DR:

"Ever tried one of Hank's ultra-uber Galactic Cores? Ever had ten in a row? Well..... this is better."

And then beneath the ad pic in tiny indiscernible letters:

"StrategiaInUltima Inc. is not responsible for any damage caused to you, your firends, family, property, or dimension. Use at own risk. May cause irreparable damage to the dimensional boundaries when used. Excessive use can lead to other dimensions. Do NOT feed this drink to a Drushocka."

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

A 250MT Peacekeeper Command Carrier and its escort ships, all three of them similar 250MT COMCAs, glide slowly through interstellar space. Severely damaged from a battle with eight Scarran Dreadnoughts, they are now easy prey for any passing raider.

Today, however, it is not a group of raiders that the ships need to watch out for.

It's a fleet of five standard 25MT COMCAs packed to the brim with boarding marines.

The fleet slowly but surely closes the gap between them and the damaged PK COMCAs. The lead NH COMCA sends a message to the others.

"Attack."

The ships suddenly display an immense burst of speed and hyperjump a few kilometres right into the middle of the PK flotilla. The first few seconds of battle are the fiercest. The PK COMCAs try to keep the NH COMCAs at bay by frantically firing whatever weapons they have left and by pushing the engines far beyond their current safeties. Then the first NH COMCA locks on with a PK COMCA. Boarding marines stream out of a massive amount of freshly-drilled holes in the PK COMCA's hull. The fighting is fierce. Batch after batch of fierce marines charges headfirst into batch after batch of Peacekeeper soldiers. The PK troops start to lose the battle after having lost more than half of their soldiers. The battle is then quickly decided, as on the other ships. The newly aqcuired 250MT COMCAs are being towed away to a secret NH fleet facility.

A new DCOMCA will soon be ready.

[NullAshton]

I really want one of those worldships...

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

They're silicon-based life forms... and btw it's just a plot device

[NullAshton]

Ah. What type of plot device? There's good plot devices and crappy plot devices. Star trek shows usually use the crappy kinda.

[AngeldelaMuerte]

StrategiaInUltima said:
Erm... no divine or unholy shield could even approach the strength of a modified Peacekeeper Command Carrier with hyperdimensional shielding. The Divine and Unholy is unique per universe, and thus count for only one universe (or in this case dimension too), but my shielding connects hundreds of dimensions with all their universes at the same time... meaning it's better than a Holy Hyper-Shield Generator.

I know I promised I wouldn't but I can't help myself! (Sorry Tim) Strategia: The sentence 'Divine and Unholy is unique per universe' only serves to underline your ignorance of the Divine. Interpretation of the Divine may vary from universe to universe and from culture to culture upon a single planet but the nature of the Divine is constant throughout this and any other universes. The Divine is the force that brought this and the infinate number of other universes into existance. Nothing created by the minds and hands of men can compare to the power of that which can create Infinity. Your Peacekeeper Command Carrier is a mere trinket, a toy, next to that sort of power.

I'm going to stop now, because it's just been pointed out to me that all this 'Well my ship's got super-duper-uber shields!' is nothing more than a geeky form of 'My male reproductive organ is bigger than yours.' And that's just infantile.