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

Yeah, because WE ROCK!

Listen, you fight your way, we fight our way, and we'll see who goes nuts first, alright?

You know, I haven't seen this Lieutenant Nerg fellow around for a while. Did he get tired of us and go away? What a shame, I was starting to like him...




Oh Nergie-boy! Where are you, Nergie-boy?

*has a strong urge to shout coo-ee!*

*Decides against it*

*thinks*

Narg's in Hawaii. Heh-heh-heh....

What a pity. Such a nice fella.

Yeah, it's a real shame. If only there hadn't been a spontaneously created twisty pipe going through the Earth that dumped people there.

Well, that's alright, you're still around!




*comes over and throws her arms around his neck*

You do love me, don't you? Do say that you love me!

Actually, I'm not around either. One of my manifestations went to repair the satelite with the gold (which he has done, after coating it with a material that prevented it from rapidly vanishing), and the other one returned to STUMPED Stadium.

But yeah, love and stuff.

*gasp*

Of all the cynical, cold-hearted men...




That's it, you're going down. Never mess with a broken-hearted maniac.

(i:e, never mess with miss pennywhistle!)

How can I mess with you? I'm not here.

i refuse to answer that
ask miss pennywhistle









I'm happy, feeling sad ive got sunshine in a bag

i'm happy for no apparent reason! just cheerful! meh!

*Sends a non-existant hug to Pennywhistle, somehow knowing that this'd just make the situation stranger.

*waits and doesnt get one*

damn

Hello guys!
Yuvi is short for Yuvinani, which is the town of some teensy little village my mom traveled to in her hippy days in Mexico. I'm the only person i know with that name, though my aunts keep saying they're gonna name their daughters after me, which they never do.

(I love telling this story 2 everyone i meet, btw)

Also, I guess I'm Mexican even though I was born in Illinois cause my parents are Mexican.



I've never heard of Yuval, though ...

Yikes! We're being attacked by volleys of Spam, the brand name meat!

MAYDAY MAYDAY

(By the way, I'm NOT the one in the portapotti)



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(well niether am i! must have been GB, havent seen him recently....)

AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

*looks for someone to hide behind*

*Hides behind yuvi*

*realises he looks silly doing this*

*doesnt care*

Oh look, here's another mood-swing!

*jumps on the mood-swing Tarzan-style*

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

You will NOT - I repeat, you will NOT - know what hit you.
I have no idea what I'm doing, but that's intentional.

Do you wanna mess with me? Huh? Do you wanna mess with me? Believe me, you DON'T wanna mess with me!

QUAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH-HEEEEEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

*shoots down all the stumped ships, and casts a curse on the stumped stadium*

*A tall man with a sharp face, wearing a trench coat and a derby hat, turns to the short guy with the square jaw and similar coat and hat that stands next to him, and says: *

- Hey Joe, The broad's got a brain, huh?

Joe- (doubtfully) These STUMPED fellas seem pretty smart, but they ain't broads, Bill, and I suspect they'll get pretty agitated if they hear you call them that.

Bill- Don't be an idiot, Joe, I'm talkin' 'bout the broad. The crazy doll.

Joe- What, the one that keeps skipping around and yelling?

Bill- That's the one.

Joe- You reckon she's got a chance?

Bill- Joe, I'd give you twelve-to-seven that she's gonna make them go away in the end.

Joe- You got yourself a bet, then.

*They shake hands, then disappear*

Well, since STUMPED left many, many posts ago, and judging by the conversation the end hasn't gotten here yet, it looks like Joe wins! Yay Joe!

Wait, so who are you?

Are you really here, or are you just a figment of our imagination?

Who are we?


This is getting very very strange.