Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong's Head Cantina - After Hours - Page 203

Kamog · #**2021** January 3rd, 2003, 07:26 AM

Oh, that's THE DEVICE.

It's making me feel very nervous and uneasy. I think I'll go to the opposite end of the cantina and try not to think about it...

Timstone · #**2022** January 3rd, 2003, 10:45 AM

No, you knuckleheads

, THE DEVICE is something we can't see. Read the foregoing Posts. We saw Mac going in a hidden room. Hmm... I'm curious who dropped the thermonuclear device out of his/her pocket. I go to work and see if I can stop the countdown on the thermonuclear bomb. Could be fun...

Puke · #**2023** January 3rd, 2003, 11:10 AM

GoooOOOoooOOOoooOOOoooNNnnGGggg

(puke quickly hides a large mallet behind his back)

what nuclear device? I thought it was a stylish bell.

The device that I'm worried about, is the one the donkey was talking about. And while your aged baguette may be mighty, my stale foccica has range: THUNK! take that!

[ January 03, 2003, 09:11: Message edited by: Puke ]

Timstone · #**2024** January 3rd, 2003, 01:14 PM

Who are you wacking?!

David E. Gervais · #**2025** January 3rd, 2003, 03:39 PM

Don't look now, but that IS a pygmie in your pocket!

Would anyone like a piece of my coconut cream-banana custard pie with whipped cream on top?... FOOD FIGHT! ..I sit at a private booth and activate the force-field for my own security!

Timstone · #**2026** January 3rd, 2003, 06:34 PM

You cowart! You start a food fight and now you retreat?! Pff... Come out and fight like a man!

Damn pies, they make it near impossible to disarm the bomb. Ow! More food on my hands. Come on guys! Give me a break, the bomb needs to be turned off!

*In a flash of good thinking, Timstone activates his Timetraveling Gearbox, jumps on it and escapes to another timeframe, the time that the bomb was only just set by Puke.*

*Timstone disarms the bomb without even brewaking sweat and returns to his original timeframe.*
"Timetraveling is sooo cool!" he shouts and receives a nasty custard pie right in the kisser. Timstone grabs some food nearby and joins the cantinawide foodfight.

Ragnarok · #**2027** January 3rd, 2003, 08:42 PM

Ragnarok grabs his Twin Pie Launchers (TPL) and loads them full with pies. He then starts running around the room like he was Lara Croft from Tomb Raider firing pies like there is no tomorrow. He hits Timstone in the ear as Timstone was just getting ready to throw a pie at David.
Ragnarok then hears a noise that sounds like a high speed football flying towards his direction. He turns around and theres 4 pies flying at him. He bends backwards in a Matrix style move and avoids them all. He then springs back up and spots RD who was the one throwing the pies. Rags reloads his TPLs and just starts going hog wild on RD with the pies. RD is forced against the wall and Rags just continues to pummle him with pies in the face and anywhere else it may hurt. (

)
With smoke rolling of Rags TPLs he pulls them up and blows the smoke off. He then spins his TPLs on his fingers and holsters them like an old western gun fighter.

Raging Deadstar · #**2028** January 3rd, 2003, 10:54 PM

*Raging Deadstar slowly gets up and wipes the pie off his clothes slowly. Ragnarok has the biggest grin on his face and slowly turns round and his smile falls as he sees his adversary. Raging Deadstar continues to talk in fake japanese ninja accent*

"You have insulted my 'honour'.....now you must pay...yes....hoo hah"

*He then proceeds to pull out his baguette and cracks ragnarok right between the legs. as ragnarok limps around with tears in his eyes RD grabs a blender, picks up a custard pie, some O-word and some llama dung and creates a very pale looking smoothy, grabs the hosepipe kept behind the bar and attacks the limping ragnarok with a classic culinary cocktail of chaos (alliteration or what!

). Ragnarok is swept away by the delluge. Raging Deadstar laughs, turns round and gets a custard pie by timstone right in the face, SPLAT!*

*Upon this travesty Raging Deadstar threatens to send his latex clad polish girlfriend to the time of the black death, Timstone being a demon and all sells RD his soul to save his night of romantic passion, RD Accepts and takes it to his ship, puts it ina jam jar and places it next to his collection of nuclear pocket lit, a 200 year old jar of mayonaise now home to a sentient species and his jar of assorted shrunken demons and calls it a day*

mottlee · #**2029** January 3rd, 2003, 11:14 PM

"Hick".......Round on me!......."Hick"

(Oooh I don't feel so well

)

Puke · #**2030** January 3rd, 2003, 11:15 PM

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.