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

[mac5732]

Old Mac looks up from his research once again towards the direction of the big hooters in the cornor, he notices Taz taking over a drink, he smiles... (Mac also noticed that Gryphin had slipped Taz something for the drink) hmm, whats Gyrphin up to, oh well, Taz's paws are the Last thing to touch the container and since Taz is hairy it would wipe everything off except Taz's scent.... so if the slick Gryphin tried to slip in a Mickey, it'll fall on poor Taz,,, hmmm,, Mac grabs his cell phone and calls his eye doctor, makes an appointment to upgrade his glasses all the better to see those whoppers over in the cornor... aahh, that GT always adding something new to the place

just some ideas mac

[Taz-in-Space]

Feeling sorry for what is in Mac's immediate future, Taz mixes the drinks for Mac and 'the thing' EXTRA-strong. He also adds a few dozen 'little blue pills' to Mac's drink.

Taz would like to 'help' Mac out further; but there is suddenly a mass rush at the bar from GT's almost unprecedented offer of free beer...

Taz also turns on the Cantina's closed-circuit video camera system and prepares to broadcast Mac's, ahem, upcoming event live.

[Erax]

Erax vanishes into the unknown spaces in the back of the Cantina to begin his work. In typical cartoon fashion, weird construction noises come forth for a while, then all is silent.

A few moments later, the double doors in the back fly open and dozens of construction robots(in a variety of shapes and sizes) roll, walk and fly out. They partition off the space around the door to the old orgasmatron with rigid synthepLast sheets, then vanish behind it. More weird construction noises ensue.

Erax comes out and sticks a label on the partition : ROBOTS AT WORK. AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY. OPENING IN [5] DAYS.

[Raging Deadstar]

Oh boy what have i got poor mac into?

*In typical cartoon style a little RD with a halo and wings dressed in white appears on his left shoulder*

"Yes you must help the poor veteran, he doesn't deserve this"

*Suddenly another little RD appears in a black robe and holds a scythe*

"Don't listen to him, in fact, lets fire a tranquiliser dart full of hormones into her rather large behind and make rags feltz really desperate for Mac!"

*RD Looks from side to side before pulling out a tranquiliser dart gun and fires said dart straight into Rags rather inflated behind. Not feeling a thing Rags begins to feel a strange sensation fall over him/her. Lust for that wisen old man in the corner.*

Ok thats my evil quota for today filled up

[Erax]

Erax emerges from the construction site, terribly tired...

He wanders over to the bar, downs a Guinness or two, then heads towards the back of the Cantina. As he passes by the partition he sticks a square label with a '4' on it to his sign.

It now reads OPENING IN [4] DAYS.

[Taz-in-Space]

Erax emerges from the construction site, terribly tired...

Taz watches as Erax walks unsteadily to and from the bar.

If those robots are doing all the work, then WHY is Erax so tired?

You don't think...
That maybe he's testing that orgaz-thingy...
On HIMSELF???

[mac5732]

As Mac oogles the rather large bebops across the room, sweat begins to pour down his exterior, he begins to turn different shades of color, his pace maker STOPS...., ugh, The sexy old one, falls over, Someone calls 911, an EMS squad pulls up and takes poor Mac off to the local house of pain....

Camera far left

Mac is laying in a hospital bed surrounded by lucious, lavacious, sexy Studen Nurses who are just oooooing and aaaing over the sexy old gentelman laying so cerenely in the bed. He opens his eyes and he smiles, He asks for a sponge bath )).... The doctor arrives and tells him, False alarm there kindly oldster, your pressure went up to high due to a huge adrenilan flow of excitment.... You just lay here for a few days and let these angels of mercy take care of you and get you up and around again.. You must learn to adjust your excitment ya know, your not a spring chicken anymore
The doctor leaves, mac looks down at his torso, and the surrounding lovlies, hmm I don't know what the doctor means, I appear to be up and about already, he mumbles to himself ... as he lays back and lets his essance enjoy the feeling of the sponge bath the young fillies are givint him

just some ideas Mac

[Growltigger]

Taz, I would be worried if old Erax was using the orgasmotron himself - I dont hold with auto-eroticism when there are perfectly good vanessa feltz/rags clones to use.

Era, can you instal an auto wipe facility in the orgasmatoron please, especially for our BRazilian customers who may get a bit wet when watching the 1998 World Cup final.

Someone get Mac back from hospital, he and Vanessa/Rags have a hot date in the orgasmatron!

[Erax]

Taz, supervising construction robots can tire you out real fast, they're not too bright and tend to understand everything literally.

Yesterday and today we're doing the heavy construction work, making space for everything that's going to be installed. We're nowhere near ready for testing yet, and I won't be able to do it on myself because I have to take readings and such during those tests.

Which means, of course, I'll need someone to test the thing on. Any volunteers ?

[Growltigger]

Erax, Mac and Vanessa Feltz/Rags have duly volunteered and we are getting Mac back from hospital, as well as pumping the Feltz/Rags clone full of lurrrrv hrmones.

Do you know, this could be the first case of cantina patrons getting it on together. Mac and Rags, how sweet