The first sign of Kane was his rather loud voice echoing down the corridor...
"Nein! Dogzard, come back here! DOGZAAAAARD!" A very large, six limbed looking lizard creature burst in, scrabbling down the room trying to get a specialized space suit off of it. Quite violently at that.
"Gangway!" A green robot rushed into the room, following after the wayward lizard. He paused for a moment and turned to the people in the bar.
"Guten tag, meine Freunde. Sorry, but I must stop Dogzard from destroying that suit. Custom made, and expensive to... ARGH! Nein! Nein! Schlechtes Dogzard! Shlecht!" Once more, the green robot known as Kane chased after the fleeing lizard, leaving behind a few scraps of the once-useful Dogzard shaped space suit.
This is the real true story of rock and roll; it was not about anything more then, how to live your life, as a gangster, in sartorial splendor, and turning the world into a place where normality would never return again...- Malcolm McLaren