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

You could always look into the identities of the people in bluDragon's masked party

Oh, I already have. Especially Red.

But it spoils the fun of those who want their identity kept secret, plus imagine the embarresment if you name the wrong person. I mean, my spotless career could be ruined!

I'm willing to volunteer to be an unpaid asset and/or consultant. Working for nothing more than the simple joy of it. I would rather not be refered to as an "informant" though, I feel the term carries certain negative vibes to it. Now, having spent my entire life in the shadows and having an uncanny ability to vanish into them, hence my name, I am as they say, "at your service".

Does "Stool Pidgeon" sound better than "Informant"? How about "Tippster"?

How about "snitch"?

Or, how about henchperson?

::Raises an eyebrow:: Were you refering to myself or simply offering alterate terms and designators?
~S

I was offering you alternatives. I always belive there should be alternatives.

Ah, I see. Thank you for the clarification.
~S

Okay, Shadow, you're in as ... whatever you want to be called. So ... you'll be in the Ring Of Informants but not an informant? How about: "Information Gopher"? No, that sounds just as bad ... anyway ...

Okay, everyone, I've just been given another case (and there was great rejoicing). Our friend Alien has just given me a case, which sounded uncannily like "Case of the Crazy, Crashing Computers" that Joanna had me working on. Taking the hunch, I went to the jail cells, and discovered that the alien (not Alien, mind you, but the alien who cause the existence of CLI), the telepathic goldfish, and all of the gremlins has escaped.

I found a sheet of paper, with one word written over and over and over: Alabaster. I think we all know what this means: we've found our henchmen, but there is someone out there who may be threatening the very existence of h2g2! We've solved the Ampton problem, so that can't be it. I'm going to start looking, and I need my ROF (Ring of Informants) to work as diligently as possible. H2G2's fate may very well rest in our hands!

*Opens a wardrobe, and pulls out his cherished trenchcoat and hat, and finds his .45 and magnifying glass*

It just feels right to have these things again. Now, let's get going!

*Jumps out the window, because the door was closed. No time to waste, you know*

*wanders around bookmarking forums that have something to do with her case*

Alien, hang around in case I need to ask you some questions. As it is, I need to go around bullying ... I mean, "inquiring" people as to this new turn of events.

Hi there!,In my capacity as owner of the only junk shop on h2g2 I am frequently to be found poking around in the dustier corners of h2g2. As an artificial lifeform programmed by an anarchist I have no sense of morals to cause conflict. Let me know if I can help at all. 'Grass' I prefer the term 'Grass' to informant.

Okay, that's Shadow and androyd to be added to the list when I have three seconds of spare time. Anyway, here's the rundown on the case: the escaped convicts were hiding in the Aroma Cafe's IIEM, creating their own dimension. This was, of course, causing difficulties for h2g2, and often resulted in the Alabaster background showing up. The convicts have been ushered to the latest form of jail cell (provided by Crater Labs, Inc.).