The Won-Ton Violence Take-Out Hut

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

after pulling himself together (the extra-strong Spatial Rift was a powerful catalyst. No limb can resist the attraction of Hank's Spatial Rifts) Strategia stands up and burshes some dust off his (rather torn) gery maffioso tux.

"Guys... this is serious. They're throwing black holes around at the B&G."

as if on cue, Angel pops her head round the door and flicks in a rather large black hole.

"I feel... an irresistible attraction... must... enter... black... hole... No! No! Must... resist... psychic... black... hole! Must... resist!... NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

that last word was uttered when the entire Won-Ton saw the keg full of hyperquantums - the key ingredient for a Spatial Rift - beginning to slide slowly but surely towards the black hole.