h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*Sits up. Rubs head.*

[Death Avocado] Ow! That REALLY hurt! I think it's time for a beer. Just for the record, *I'm* not a terrorist, but I seem to be outnumbered so if you could put the handbag to good use? It would be much appreciated. Thankyou. Ta. Much obliged. etc.

*Pulls out the Hi-Tech "Bat of Really Hard Whacking" and dives back into the foray*.

Why don't you just sit down and have a drink like a normal person. We have or, if you must .

Good idea, FC, that's sure to get the old grey cells working. Are you researching anything interesting?

*pours *

Here you go FC. Sould I go call on the Tentacle do you think.

Now I'm still intrigued by this tentacle; is it connected to some sort of octopus or is it just a free moving tentacle? And what's this Kitty?

Goodness knows what they think they're doing in here but, for the record, Uncle Heavy, Giguschild and Death Avocado are the Good Guys. Inept but Good. Whereas this Maria person and anyone calling themselves the Master of Chaos is a Bad Guy and needs the attentions of the tentacle.

Phew.

for me please and an for Fern.

The Tentacle and Kitty both live below the pub. It is important to know how to treat them should you meet them in the bar. Both are well disposed towards pussy cats so you should be OK.

Tentacle lives here: http://www.h2g2.com/U146902

Kitty lives here: http://www.h2g2.com/U115655

oh yes... definite tentacle for MOC

no... just a fun essay on DNA Polymerase III, and how its structure relates to its function Only 1000 words, so not too much of a problem at all really. Got lots to write about, so that can only be a good thing...

we will remember them...

*two min silence*

Thanks, Amy, that makes it much easier to understand. Could someone pass me some crisps as I'm not that keen on . Are we out, I'll get some more.

*nips behind the bar and gets crisps, and another for himself*

Come to think of it, I probably could have taken a guess at which side Master of Chaos was on.

I think I confused someone with a reference to Diana Wynn Jones earlier: she's a fantasy author who's quite infamous for the fact that her characters are frequently someone else in disguise.

*Bursts out of cellar once more in a slightly larger cloud of flying tentacles*

*lands just infront of the bar and hold up a sign*



Can't I just throw them all out

Dont see why not you do own the bar after all, much more than Menza does

*pours for the Tenacle*

I was wondering how long it would take for you to show up again.

{{{Hugs}}} Tentacle. (I know there's a hug smiley but does it look like an Ant hugging a tentacle to you? )

*hugs back, then turns sign round*



Well?

I'm in favour of letting the Tentacle deal with it.

<BB<

I vote for letting the tentacle get on with it too. Chuck 'em all out, T.

Can I just have a without fear of being taken hostage or shot at or hit by low flying objects?
I'll take it into the snug if necessary.

*Sits in the drip tray, grinning in an overly drunk fashion *

~maria is almost done removing the last stictch from the purse left in the corner by Archangel Fashion Cat.~
whew. that should keep it outa my hair for a while.
~walks back over to where she left her bazooka and trips over an octopus arm of some sort.~
oof. what the...? Hey what kinda pub you people running here? fairies and overly aggressive pocket books and now this slimy sucker covered limb in the middle of the floor holding up signs? this is too much, i'm leaving.
~with that maria picks up her trusty bazooka and a bottle of kalua and leaves the nuts in the pub behind.~

*Having watched the goings on from outside the window, Kes decides it's calm enough to come in*

'Ning all, everything peaceful in here as usual?