J'oh

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J'oh is an alien bartender from the Marvel portion of the Generation 1 continuity family.
Believe it or not, this is his happy face.

J'oh can mix 54,382 different kinds of drinks, from Abraxan Blue Lava Fireballs to Zygotic Fermented Slime Slurpees. However, like most of the patrons of the Black Hole Bar and Grill (where he tends bar), he is violently robophobic. A member of an unspecified alien race, he has numerous blue tentacles, a huge fanged mouth, and odd blue lumps on top of his head.

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Cloudburst and Landmine cannot dispute J'oh's impeccable logic.

The Nebulan Powermasters Hi-Test and Throttle, along with their associates the Mecannibals, had an arrangement with J'oh: they would pay the bartender so that, upon request, he would incite his patrons to throw robots out of a specific airlock in Grand Central Space Station. Once this was done, the Nebulans could capture the hapless victim, and deliver them to the Mecannibals to be eaten.

J'oh had already taken payment to act out his part in a Chromite's disposal when Landmine and Cloudburst came to Grand Central Space Station to buy microchips, and dropped by the Black Hole. They witnessed J'oh making a spectacle out of refusing to serve the Chromite, and despite speaking up for the robot, were unable to prevent his ejection from the space-station. J'oh allowed the Autobot Pretenders to stay and finish their drinks anyways, after he was convinced they had no special love for robots.

Upon learning that Landmine and Cloudburst were in fact robots inside their Pretender shells, Hi-Test and Throttle notified J'oh of it immediately, and gave him another payoff. Upon their return to his bar, J'oh promptly denounced the Autobots as "rust-sucking scrap-heaps" and, like the Chromite, they were thrown out the airlock, where the Nebulans were waiting for them. Guess Who the Mecannibals Are Having for Dinner?