Bar Trek: The Next Generation. Episode 4: Sore Leave

[Power Man]

Raging Deadstar , you talk about MY level of violence ?? I’m not the one blowing up ships “in a giant fireball of splendour.” and firing “all 6 of his quantum torpedoes at ragnaroks corner” . I prefer to “PUNish” my opponent with style not brute force. (I also don’t have to quote your whole Last post as a quote.)

Just as Power Man is being put to “Rack and Ruin” by the FBW’s several Funny Bunny Dealers from the card room come to his rescue.
Instead of their usual skimpy dealers outfits they are done up in their Fighting Zeana Bunny Warrior (FZBW) outfits. The FZBWs take several playing cards and shape them into fishlike shapes. They then toss them at the FBW’s. The “Card Sharks” attack the FBWs with their tiny but very sharp card teeth. (They all want their "CUT") Each FBWs get so many painful paper cuts that they surrender. (They can Give pain, But can’t Take pain.)

Power Man brings the two Groups together. They pile all of RD’s dungeon “play toys” in the corner to open up the room. A few lessons from Power Man and the The Fuzzy Bunny Dance Troop (FBDT) are dressed in show girl outfits (that really Show a LOT) and are doing a dance called (you guessed it) The Bunny HOP.

Power Man suggests to GT and dogscoff that if we get rid of all those dungeon toys and bring in some tables, chairs and some lights we could put on a great dance show. I am sure it would bring in more money than that Dark Dungeon Did.

There, I escaped RD's ploy with just a few paper cuts. Now how non-violent is that?

[Kamog]

So, when are we going to have a name for the new Cantina?

Oh, and is it safe to say ONIONS here in this new establishment?
*Quickly holds up a parasol for protection, just in case*

[Taz-in-Space]

With a click and a whooossshh, a trapdoor is triggered under Kamog and he falls into a large smelly room filled with ripe ONIONS.

Taz shakes his head and wonders why Kamog thought the NEW Cantina would function in exactly the same way as the old one!

Taz does however think that Kamog has a valid point: It is time to NAME THAT CANTINA!

Taz looks expectantly in the direction of the mighty Dogscoff.

[Power Man]

Sorry Kamog RD has shown us a few post ago that ON—er That word still has power in this new cantina.

No sooner than Kamog utters “that word” a small toon type black hole appears over his head.

A large pile of Onions rains down on Kamog.
Fortunately the toon parasol protects Kamog from the worst of the fall.

Kamaog, who was very hungy, proceeds to eat his way out from the pile.
Now he is finally full.
Although watch out for his BAD BREATH !!!!

Power Man offers Kamog a breath mint and invites him into the card room for some cards.

[Power Man]

Wow Kamog got zapped by two people at one.
Double the ON----s Double the FUN !!

[narf poit chez BOOM]

would the room he fell in be the one i hid rotting O----s in?

[Growltigger]

A sudden hush echoes around the temprary cantina, the ground starts to shake, the air seems to crackle with electrical discharges.

An incandescent ball of light appears on the ceiling of the temporary cantina, lightning arcs out of the ball and earths on the cantina fittings, and on one particular helpless occassion, Taz's head...

Amid the caterwauling from the singed Tasmanian devil, the ball of fire suddenly expands like a nova, suddenly, a British red BT phone box drops out of the fire onto the cantina floor.

The ball of fire disappears, and the cantina is quiet save for the occassional crackle of electricity dissapating...

The BT phone box door opens.... an ethereal gospel choir kicks in with a ramped up Version of Mark Morrison's "Return of the Mack", except that in this Version, they appear to be singing "Return of the Cat"....

Growltigga, clad all in leather, steps out of the phone box. Two FBW's, clad in chain mail accessories and wearing about as much material as would cover a small saucepan lid, roll out a red carpet.

GT strides purposefully down the red carpet, which ends at the bar. The still smouldering Taz serves up his favourite "Spitfire" beer.

The great kat takes a healthy slug, looks around the temporary cantina, and sees that things are good.

The cat is back