The Won-Ton Violence Take-Out Hut

[Kamog]

I like this place! Good food and nice waitresses!

[Thermodyne]

With a sly smile, Thermodyne views the carnage before him. He had a feeling that there would be class one salvageables to be had in this place. He removes a small device from his day bag and places it on the table. Then for just an instant, the air seems to sparkle. Soon, the recently departed begin to stir and claw their way back into the world of the living. Thermodyne grins openly and orders the new Thermolians to wait outside. Quite happy with the results, Thermodyne retrieves the small device and sets it to recharge. He is of the opinion that it will again be of use this night.

[Kamog]

What we need here at the Hut is a kung-fu training dojo at the back of the establishment. In preparation for the upcoming big fight, staff members and customers can practise martial arts in between meals. You know, just like in those old kung fu movies where the waiters at the Chinese restaurant fight off the bad guys and practise constantly whenever business is slow.

[General Woundwort]

A large robot stomps up to the entrance of the Take-Out Hut and nails a large poster to the front door.

ATTENTION ALL PATRONS OF THE WTVTOH

THIS PROPERTY HAS BEEN TARGETED FOR TAKEOVER
BY THE FORCES OF GROWLTIGGER ENTERPRISES. ALL
PATRONS NOT WISHING TO BE CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE
ARE ENCOURAGED TO EVACUATE TO THEIR OLD HAUNT AT
THE FORUM CHAT BAR AND GRILL WITHIN 24 HOURS.
ANY PATRONS WHO DO WISH TO BE CAUGHT IN
THE CROSSFIRE, DO SO AT THEIR OWN RISK. YOU HAVE
BEEN WARNED.

(And to quote Ambassador Kosh, "And so it begins..." )

[RudyHuxtable]

I'd like to address for our patrons the recent threats being issued against the WTVTOH:

I have tracked down the large robot that posted that crude note on the door. It has been dismantled and reassembled as the new jukebox in the corner! Let's have a big hand for the Growltigger Enterprises engineers who built such a great multipurpose robot. Who knew it could spew out hours of Johnny Cash and be intimidating at the same time? Just don't say it has pencil legs. That hurts its feeling.

Also, I've just finished installing new force fields that can detect explosions as they occur. The force fields throw a bubble around the explosion to contain it as it begins, isolating it from the rest of the room.


It would also appear there has been some dirty dealings lately and the Forum Chat Bar and Grill has been playing a key role in customer unrest. I've hired the galaxy's most competent hacker, Silky DrawZ, to do some investigating into the FCB&G's accounting practices, among other things. Fear not, loyal patrons of the WTVTOH, you are safe here within these hallowed walls... that is, unless you order our new cocktail:

The Alka-Aaron Hall-ick

Don't ask what's in it. Just drink it! First round is on the house!

Stay groovy, spacerz!


Rudy Huxtable
Cosby Kid and Proprietor

The Won-Ton Violence Take-Out Hut

[RudyHuxtable]

The Sergetti Empire has been nice enought to donate 300 elite Sergetti commandos to assist in security at the Hut. Sniper positions are being installed inside and outside the Hut, insuring the highest quality dining and safety possible. The snipers will not only attack any assailants as they come through the door, they will kill your dinner if you prefer only the freshest in Intergalactic cuisine!

Bon Appetit!

Rudy Huxtable
Cosby Kid and Proprietor

The Won-Ton Violence Take-Out Hut

[mac5732]

force fields and sniper won't stop T-Rex and his cousins nor the minions that live below the Bar and Grill, Be afraid, be very very afraid

[mac5732]

as RudyHuxtable approaches the entrance to the Hut, a small group of tribbles do a fly by and RudyHuxtable is pelted with numerous chocolate Cream Pies

Inside the establishment, Someone yells and everyone turns towards the sound, Large and Loud Gasps echo thruout the buidling, for there, on the wall behind the bar, Someone or something has printed.. The dreaded.. "O" word .. in all its terrible and hideious splendar. The patrons dive for cover and begin shivering underneathe their tables, The jukebox becomes deathly quiet... for everyone knows the WRATH OF THE INFAMOUS "0" WORD, stillness creeps slowly over the building, and then the Huxtable stumbles into the main room all covered in gooey, enriched chocolate cream from head to foot, and he is actually seen licking his fingers. UGH>........ :

(the lst shots have been fired )

[General Woundwort]

In the silence following this, a noticeable ticking sound is heard eminating from the new "jukebox"...

BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!!

The main lobby is now engulfed in smoke, rubble, and the wreckage of most of the furniture and decor.

[Watching from the FCB&G, Woundwort chuckes.

"Gosh, they're making this almost too easy..." ]

[Renegade 13]

Hey RudyHuxtable, can you complete this word?? Think of it as a puzzle to stimulate the mind.

M*shr**ms