Ye Olde Phong's Head Cantina and Bierkeller - The rebirth - Page 28

minipol · #**271** October 2nd, 2003, 12:00 PM

* minipol enters the cantina and shows off his newly acquired barbar glasses *

wiiieeeee. a special promotion here: buy a case of 24 barbars and you get 2 of the special glasses for free. i have some drinking to do.
lalalala

mac5732 · #**272** October 3rd, 2003, 05:38 PM

GT, Glad to be of help, better that the horde is bugging your game and not mine

(so far), did you see my post that there is a Napoleonic Game Mod for Medevil? Its all of the napoleonic era with all the trimmings. Its all based on the Medevil game system and is found in their mod section.

Old Mac watches as GT mounts his raging Thermo Nucular genetic modified war elephant and takes off after the Teal Avenger...

just some ideas Mac

Teal_Avenger · #**273** October 3rd, 2003, 07:00 PM

Stunned by the warm reception, the Teal Avenger waits a second too long before pulling the small furry rodent out of his pocket.

SPLUT!

...Looks like another uniform ruined.

Oh Barkeep, A glass of your cheapest for myself and the incontinent oldster over there.

Elephants may never forget, but they just never learn either.

Growltigger · #**274** October 21st, 2003, 02:05 PM

A dry wind blows through the empty shell of the cantina.. a couple of tumbleweeds tumble by....

The cantina has obviously seen better times, the paint is cracking, the ullage trays are overflowing, food scraps are rotting on tables, and the Last of the FBW's has handed in her notice and boarded a bus to more "tip condusive" climes....

Even the Byzantine horde of killer mongooses have decamped to happier places, vowing to keep up their eternal struggle against Dogscoff's evil horde of Seljuk Turks...

All is quiet, all is still, the ghostly wind whistles through the tattered banners and streamers which used to adorn this happy place...

A forlorn roar from the weed encrusted carpark signals that Barry the T-Rex has decided to leave for an acting career as a stunt rex in Jurassic Park 15.

The only movement (other than the tumbleweeds) in the cantina is the large, tuxedo clad tiger sitting at the bar, nursing his Last bottle of Spitfire, and filling out the various Chapter 11 forms to hand to his lawyer..

He gets up, takes a Last look round the cantina, goes up to the large doors, takes out a key, closes the doors and locks them. He looks at the key, throws it down the nearest drain, and walks off toward his waiting car. The car drives off, and the cantina is left deserted, an empty wreck of its old self, a shattered testament to the fun, intrigues and cartoon violence that used to go on there. Only the ghosts of the laughter, fun, genetically modifed squid and general naughtiness that used to go on there, are left. Only memories...

But then, maybe it is true, that the memories of a person or a place never fade, until such time as the ripples of their lifes or its effect cease to wash through us all..

Life is like a bowl
of rice pudding
fully rounded
but over, too soon

minipol · #**275** October 21st, 2003, 04:04 PM

Minipol walks over to the cantina.

He sees the lock on the door and then notices the sign: "Cantina closed due to lack of visitors. And the visitors that do came in, either brought their own beer or wrecked the place. Thanks for nothing, The Owner!"

Darn, i have to find me a new cantina.

* minipol walks off, carrying some beers in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand *

Ragnarok · #**276** October 21st, 2003, 04:32 PM

After an extended absense from visiting the Cantina Ragnarok returns. As he slowly walks up towards the Cantina he can see some of the old regulars standing in front of the Cantina with their heads bowed and saying nothing. For the first time in history, the Cantina was quiet.

Making his way to the door, Ragnarok reads the sign saying that the Cantina is closed he then too joins in the quiet remembrance of the great times that had been had in this building. All the fine battles with the great RD. Giant Battle Gophers long for those days, but alas, those days are but history.

After standing at the doors for a little while Ragnarok turns around and begins to walk away, wishing he hadn't taken that extended leave for a better life, thinking that if he hadn't, maybe the Cantina would still be around. The good times enjoyed in this building would be but a memory. Ragnarok continues his walk away from the Cantina into the slowly setting sun. It was fun while it Lasted, he thinks to himself. The Cantina will be missed.

General Woundwort · #**277** October 21st, 2003, 06:03 PM

Woundwort jumps off a rapidly-decelerating warp shuttle and walks up to the boarded-up facade of the Home Cantina.

"Good grief... Sancho wasn't pulling my leg. He's really done it."

Nothing to do but meditate in silence for awhile.

After an appropriate pause, Woundwort clears his throat and makes an announcement.

"Gentlemen and ladies... in memory of the long history and traditions of this fine establishment, I want to invite any and all who are interested to come to the Phong's Head in Starfury sector, where I will be holding a wake in honor of the original Cantina's sad passing."

Growltigger · #**278** October 21st, 2003, 06:15 PM

Rags, minipol, hang around for a short while,I have been saving one Last crate of super strength ale for a quiet cheeky half to say fare thee well to old times!

mac5732 · #**279** October 23rd, 2003, 03:06 AM

The wizen old one walks up to the cantina and notices the lock on the door. He stares in disbelief. Tears begin to slowly edge their watery way down his facial torso. OH..... he wails to the world at large. Now what will we do for discussions and further research into forbidden areas... he laments.... The old one, walks to his rusted, well used, ShaNa destroyer, walks up the entrance way and is gone for several minutes. Suddenly he returns, walks over next to the cantina door, opens up a portable table and chair, connects his cell phone and orders his usual breakfast of bacon, scrambled eggs, hash browns, toast and several brewskis from one of the local restuarants. He sits back and begins to ponder this unsavory sight of a closed cantina.......

a sad Mac

Renegade 13 · #**280** October 23rd, 2003, 03:42 AM

Having heard of the legendary Cantina from its counterpart in Starfury sector, Renegade walks along he sidewalk towards the location of the Canina. As he approaches the area, he notices an older man sitting before a boarded up door, eating a meal.

It can't be.

The legendary cantina can't be closed.

Not now, not when we all need a place to discuss, argue, create!!

Staring in disbelief, Renegade opens a communication to his ship, the Halitosis.

"Begin immediate research into mortgage law, and find out if there's anyone willing to spare a few credits to reverse this...this....atrocity. Put the word out that I can spare the few thousand credits I made off vaporizing that pirate ship a few days ago."

There must be something that can be done.