The Won-Ton Violence Take-Out Hut

[NullAshton]

The torpedo-shaped objects are promptly vaporized. Go target practice!

[mac5732]

unnoticed by all the mayhem around the hut, small ghostly creatures are missed by all the defenders of the "Hut", unbeknownest by the defenders, the minions of the inner sanctum have washed up into the new?/Old/? Hut and used their uncanny and ghastly talents to insert their inner sanctum concoctions within all the food stored not only in the Hut but also in all the Ships flying protection above it. In addition, they slowly pour an unknown liquid into all the beer kegs and bottles, the tops are put carefully back so they are unable to be seen as being tampered with. After their diabolical raid, the tt worshiping minions depart, flushed back to their haunting grounds. Within a short time all the patrons, defenders outside and above, are grabbing their stomachs and behinds, rolling around on the ground, while up in the ships, all screens are covered with a film exparated from their crews. Ambulances soon arrive and begin transporting all of them to MiPartsr4sale, which turns out to be a medical research facility dealing in providing various articles to needy recepients. The screams of the defenders were heard for miles around as they were slowly wheeled into the inniards of this formidable establishment.....

[Aris_Sung]

<Aris Sung walks down a road and comes to the intersection where these two waring houses...er, I mean eatery/hang-out joints are located. He looks at the devastation wrought from the numerous battles he read about as well as the many immense ships parked everywhere. At the same time, he wonders at what fun he's been missing. Too bad he forgot his gear at home. So he turn's around and heads back to his base to get his posse, gear, and other fun stuff to defend the hut. Defending one's territory from invaders is an honourable fight to join.>

[NullAshton]

Good thing I don't eat or drink anything at the hut yet... Also a good think scans are done on all food leaving or entering my bases. Now excuse me, as I go play a mod with worldships...

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Strategia sets himself down next to Jack.

"So Jack... you can't feel the effects of alcohol? Well then, you should try one of my own home-brewn Dimensional Rupture specials... I've been negotiating with Hank about giving him the recipe, but I think that a fleet of COMCA tankers full of nothing but alcohol is not NEARLY enough payment. Wanna try one? You'll be sure to feel the effects... you do know the Drushocka are totally immune to the effects of any narcotic compound? Well, I gave a Drushocka a sip once, and its eyes were launched from their sockets and it gave a scream loud enough to shake the moon it was standing on apart. When I got it on board, all it said was "Another... Another...". Well? Wanna try one?"

[NullAshton]

Drushocka are immune to narcotics?

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Spare yourself the trouble, NA. Here's a pandimensional stabilizer. Oh, and any future Dimensional Ruptures served in the Hut for non-B&G patrons will be low on protoquanta, so as not to elicit a dimensional trans-shifting reaction along the third c-axis of the 54th temporal plane.

And yes, I'm making all of this up.

And NA, when you have those pandimensional stabilizers online, I'll give you a free Dimensional Rupture.

[Jack Simth]

StrategiaInUltima said:
Strategia sets himself down next to Jack.

"So Jack... you can't feel the effects of alcohol? Well then, you should try one of my own home-brewn Dimensional Rupture specials... I've been negotiating with Hank about giving him the recipe, but I think that a fleet of COMCA tankers full of nothing but alcohol is not NEARLY enough payment. Wanna try one? You'll be sure to feel the effects... you do know the Drushocka are totally immune to the effects of any narcotic compound? Well, I gave a Drushocka a sip once, and its eyes were launched from their sockets and it gave a scream loud enough to shake the moon it was standing on apart. When I got it on board, all it said was "Another... Another...". Well? Wanna try one?"

"It's not the chemistry that causes it; it's a fundamental independance of mind from body; not that I really liked the effects even when I was subject to them. Besides...."
Jack takes a clean straw, and pokes it into the dimensional rupture. It pokes back out in four different directions, all of which are straight.
"That thing can't be good for anyone."

RudyHuxtable said:
Howdy, Hutties!

I've been working in the Labs, scouring the universe for tasty treats, and as it turns out I've come up with the Hut's newest dessert:

The Federation Fruit Cake

I'm offering 100 free meals at the Hut to the person who can guess what's in it!

Bon Appetit!

"Well, it's a quantum hypotnuse blend of trans-polarised carbon nanotubule fibers and nano von-neuman molecular bonds held together by a blend of gravitons and gluons."

"Unless, of course, you found some other recepie."

[NullAshton]

I say the fruit cake is made out of strings. Everything is made out of strings.

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Jack Simth said:

"It's not the chemistry that causes it; it's a fundamental independance of mind from body; not that I really liked the effects even when I was subject to them. Besides...."
Jack takes a clean straw, and pokes it into the dimensional rupture. It pokes back out in four different directions, all of which are straight.
"That thing can't be good for anyone."

"Who ever said it was? Oh, of course I forgot to tell you... The Drushocka in question was left in an uninhabited trinary system in an immobile ship to see what would happen. We left, and detected a quantum rift - when we came back the system had 354 suns, apparently from 96 dimensions."