Doghead's Cosmic Bar

*Enters looking smug, he is wearing metal shoes and there is a large buldge in his lab coat that looks suspiciously like a cash register* I met that robot on the way out, he wont be here for awhile. Sits down in the back.

Umm, Doc, you have a little problem; since we're in space and don't have gravity, we have magnetic floors. Excuse the slang but unless you can ditch the shoes (which I see also have metal laces), you ain't goin' nowhere, Doc. The cash register won't be much help either.

Whoa? Ya mean someone knocked out the artificial gravity generators? What about the inertial dampers? CAN WE GET TO WARP?!?? SCOTTYYYYYYYYYYY!

"She cannoot tek mooch more cap'n"

Didn't we need to fix the roof so bad weather won't mess everthing up? Weather means atmossphere which means... were on a planet!

Then again we might just be on a large ship... *floats*

space weather is caused by solar activity.

gahhh! hi... sorry about my absence... got bored with the forge...

MOrtuus has entered the building. So guys hows life been on the forge? I have left college now and have not had any net access and I probably won't again for a long time. So Drinks all round, Mortuus LIVES!!!!!!

And a hearty toast to you Mortuus!

*walks in the bar and looks around* Hmmmm, no much has changed here since I was here last. Not much action though. Any new drinks?

Hey, you can't beat the old ones!