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

This is a large hallway running along the east side of the chateau. Along the east side are windows looking out over the mountains; on the west side are doors leading to various rooms with paintings on the walls.

*ambles into the hallway and has a look around*

[There's no response to his presence; everything's still. Even the shadows.]

*Corrupt ambles in confidently, and, like the scenery, ignores Red Dog's presence*

Hey, where's my compatriot-in-crime?

*opens the first door and has a peek in*

[The room Red Dog looks into is a smallish but ornate bedroom with red walls; it almost seems to be more for being looked at than for being actually slept in. There's a dresser in one corner, with a mirror hanging from the wall above it.]

*NYC peers down the hall*

[NYC] Hey!

Hey... hey... hey... hey....

[NYC] Freaky.

Freaky... reaky... reaky...

[NYC] Seriously, somebody needs to get some carpeting or something.

omething... omething... omethi-

[NYC] ENOUGH!

Hey, NYC... aren't we supposed to be doing something to move the plot forward?

*NYC looks confused*

You know, like, um, explosions and stuff.

*NYC brightens*

Ahhh, THAT kind of action!

*He starts going through his weaponry*

btw, that last line of dialogue was supposed to be NYC's comment, not Corrupt's

[A vaguely canine-looking guy appears at the other end of the corridor.]

[Wolfie] ... Um ... Rawrrr!

[He charges towards them, apparently without thought for stuff like, y'know, the obvious weaponry they have, possibly because he knows they can't harm him.]

Random tiger in one forum; random wolf/werewolf creature in this one... what gives, people?

FIREBALL!

*fwoosh*

*grrr... GRRR...*

Er... heh heh... nice wolfie...

*slips away from the commotion into the room with the mirror to check out how he's looking in the black spandex outfit right now*

Mmmmmm

Actually, he merely looks /vaguely/ canine -- Think Wolverine, but more animalistic.


[Wolfie] OW HOT HOT HOT!

[He stops, drops, and rolls, putting out the fire.]

[Wolfie] That wasn't nice!!

[Meanwhile, in Red Dog's room, the closet door opens -- possibly blown open by the change in temperatures from the fireball -- revealing an ornate chair, and a sign saying "For emergency wooden stake, smash chair".]

[NYC] It's coming straight for us! Kill it!

*Corrupt does her fireball thingie, wolf does his stop, drop, roll thingie*

[NYC] Aiee! It talks! Kill it!

*NYC takes a morningstar off a rack on the wall, and twirls it above his head*

*never able to pass up the opportunity to gain a useful weapon and completely taken with the idea of a bit of gratuitous violence due no doubt to his close association with the STUMPED villains, Red Dog, with a single swing of his fearsome Lochaber Axe, demolishes the ornate chair*

Hmmmmmmm. An emergency wooden stake - that might come in handy sometime


*picks up the stake and gets a splinter in his finger*


Ow Ow Ow Ow

Um, there aren't any weapons on the walls of /this/ place, so let's just pretend you got that in the main room.


[Wolfie looks nervous for a second, then snarls]

[Wolfie] Oh, good, it's not silver.

[He roars and charges at NYC again.]

*leans casually against the door frame of the room he's just vacated and carefully avoiding the fracas going on between Wolfie and NYC, sidles down the wall to the next room. He shouts some words of encouragement to NYC before entering it*

Hey NYC - try throwing him a chew or a bone

[Wolfie] [hearing RD] What!? [lunges at RD, going for the throat]

*slams the door in Wolfies face. Safe on the other side he can hear frantic scratching, the tearing of wood and the sound of shards of the door frame hitting the ground*

Ooops !

*to NYC* I think he's distracted now. Let's move on?