Man, that's some crazy perspective.

After a long day toiling in the 'Dust Bowl' deserts on the equatorial continent of Nebulos, the weary miners like nothing better to kick back with some high-grade oil and listen to some high-volume techno music at the Wolf at the Door nightclub. Monzo, the club's owner, is brusque and unfriendly and downright hostile if you happen to be an Autobot.

Fiction

Desert of Danger

While working as an interstellar freighter pilot, you delivered a crate of Sirian brandy to the Wolf at the Door. After unloading it from your anti-gravity pod in the cellar you stumbled across a pile of gnawed human bones, and certain that something was amiss, investigated further with Hot Rod and Professor Sparks. The three of you discovered that the nightclub was merely a front for the Decepticon Headmasters, who were attempting to revive cryogenically frozen Attack Squad robots and use them to overthrow the balance of power on Nebulos. Ultimately you were able to defeat them but under the terms of the treaty on Nebulos, Weirdwolf and Monzo were free to go and most likely returned to the Wolf at the Door. Desert of Danger

Notes

• Monzo was mentioned as being a nightclub owner in his and Weirdwolf's toy bio.
• The Wolf at the Door's name is written in italics whenever it is mentioned.