Ah, but you forgot the vending machine...

gestures towards the spotlessly clean corner (cleaning droids are being well paid again) in which stands a large grubby cratered yellow structure of indeterminate shape seeming to be as old as time, illuminated with a nice friendly white spotlight, a damaged flickering neon sign (they always flicker) proclaming "GreenyBlueŽŠ™ Corp. Hagrabiscuit Vending Machine" All beverages and snacks catered for - All exchange media accepted

Mack notices DE hiding in the corner, drinking his root beer at one-thousandth of the speed of normal.

Mack then asks himself what normal speed is.

Glass shattered, as the Catlips Freak sprang through a window, and onto Mack's back. It arched his hands backward, grabbing Mack's ears with its fingertips, and jamming its thumbs into Mack's eyes.

"GARR! ME EYES!" Screamed Mack.

"The mushrooms are coming up nicely, Jarvis?" Asked the Catlips Freak, as it increased the pressure on Mack's eyes, popping them like balls of jelly.

"YAAARRR!" Screamed Mack.

The Catlips Freak pulled its thumbs back, ripping through the top of Mack's head, and revealing his brain through the two bleeding gashes. Mack's skull cracked and snapped into pieces along the crevasses made by the Catlips Freak. Mack collapsed, and the Catlips Freak removed its hands from his head, dripping with blood and grey ooze, with bits of skull still stuck to them.

"Bring in the broom like a good lass now." Explained the Catlips Freak.

Off trounced the Catlips Freak, only to return next april fools.

OOC: None of this actually happened

OOC: If it did, you would be covered in blood, Hamster.

Mack realizes that Hamster is wearing virtual reality glasses, and cannot respond to anything in the real world.

Hamster panics, and jumps into a glass of root beer.

Mack notices the bar is rather empty.

DE notices he still craves root beer.

Mack notices that DE has turned into a BEC. He then wonders if that is actually possible.

This place is getting harder and harder to find. I told the Elejee not to build this station over a temporal wormhole time/space dimensional rift.

Weird story to my finding this place agian. Was sitting at the computer when "GreenyBlueŽŠ™" snapped into my head. Got this really crazy idea to see if there really was such a thing as the GreenyBlue corp. See?

Barkeep, just what year did you start the GreenyBlue Corporation?

Sits down in his usual spot and starts sipping a GreenyBlueŽŠ™, and starts formulating an evil plot to violate the laws of space and time by creating the GreenyBlue company before it gets created.

LCA pops out of a stealth field.
extends a black gloved hand showing a ring displaying the intermelding blue and green bottle logo of the corporation.

I started the GreenyBlueŽŠ™ Corp
not to mention all the spin-off merchandise...

Like all wonderful ideas, it was accidental :blink:

Hey, good to see you, Skyfox. I was wondering what happened to you . . .

drinks a GreenyBlueŠ

Damn you LCA! Damn you and your monoploizing schemes! DIE!!!

Oh, wait no more LCA = No more GreenyBlueŠŽ™...

/starts shaking LCA's hand furiously.

/nods to Mackilroy.

/starts munching on GreenyCookiesŠŽ™™

Realizes that he who dies with the most toys wins

realizes it's elementary, my dear Watson.

but what was the question...

The barkeep walks back out of the 5-D infinitely large storeroom he just installed

Anic's right, the greenyblue corp is in no way my doing.

Look at this critter I found back there in the infinite storeroom.

Puts little furry ball down on the counter

I think he's from another dimension somewhere. Any ideas?

I think we found him on a Vogon Constructor Fleet ship.

LCA casually draws KM Blaster from holster and fires an energy bolt into the cute little furry creature. The creature splits into four more equally cute, equally furry, very much alive and already almost as big as parent creatures.

Lord Commander Anic holsters blaster, finishes GreenyBlueŽŠ™
and says
"It's a tribble Jim"
"See how it absorbed the photon blast to reproduce? Most normal creatures at least pretend to be injured when shot..., not these things. Vermin, worse than daleks. Better pop them into the airlock before then reproduce again."

...or it could be one of those small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri,
which are a tribble sub-speces.

Mack insists that the Tribbles be shoved into a mouse.

The Hagrabiscuit Vending Machine has been upgraded and now serves Original Frosted GreenyBlueŽŠ™ :rolleyes:

If only it would accept ANY form of cash. Or at least be the slightest bit destructable, so that way I could get the Original Frosted GreenyBluesŽŠ™ without having to sacrifice all these alien species!!

HEADSHOT!!
HEADSHOT!!
HEADSHOT!!
HEADSHOT!!
Killing Spree!!
Wicked Sick!!
/repeat 2000x

*Ding! A small can of Original Frosted GreenyBlueŽŠ™ rolls out. /Skyfox wipes the blood off his hands which by now have become glued to the sniper rifle, and takes a long cold sip.