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

*starts jumping up and down*
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! I WON! I WON!!!!!!!
*jumps up and down, spinning in circles, singing "i won i won i won..."*

*Meanwhile, Afgncaap5 (who everyone had neglected to put in the jail cell during the two week absence) decides the time to act is now. He jumps from a broom closet wielding his weapon*

Okay, generally I don't mind it when my detective agency has people frequenting it, but I draw the line at supervillains, so unless you're all out by the count of three...

*Realizes that he's in his holistic detective outfit, so his weapon is a .45 Colt*

One moment...

*Affy runs into the closet, and a few minutes later, bursts out in a battle suit (last seen near the Aroma Cafe)*

Okay, now.

*Realizes that he probably won't be on much for the next few days, and probably won't be able to hold a real fight scene*

Er, I'll just come back in a few days, maybe.

*walks out the door*

[Y3K] [pointing at Affy] SPAM THY NOSTRILS!!

[Y3K gets a quizzical look from everone else]

[Y3K] I've been wanting to try that phrase out for nigh onto seventy-seven minutes...

spam THY nostrils, Y3K

*likes this insult, even though it wasnt directed at him*

*was totally unaware that affy was even here*
but we were enjoying ourselves! we'll just have to find some other place to hang around and break loitering laws...

Why not wait? He said he'd be back to fight in a couple days...

*NYC hand sea a handheld disposable bazooka gotten off the black market*

It was half-price...

*stares at the bazookas*

*stares at NYC*

*stares at the bazookas again*

*looks at the room around her*

*grins evilly*

[Y2K cackles evilly]

*A paper airplane flies through the window, and lands on the floor. There is a note on it*


Any damage costs will be taken directly from your STUMPED account. So go on, explain to the Krylma Leader where all of your funds went.

cackling? that doesn't quite seem to fit...

I mean, swords and cackling works, and magic wands and cackling works. Hell, even flying monkeys and cackling works! but not bazookas and cackling...

Hmm... bazookas and manic laughter, perhaps...

[Y2K] Oh. Okay. [manic laughter]

hmmmm....
*weighs consequences*
full STUMPED account... destroyed lab.... full STUMPED account..... destroyed lab......
*suddenly gets a REALLY evil look on her face*
personally, i think the krylma would approve... really i do.... but i intend to put my STUMPED account to better use than smashing up a silly lab...

[All three] Yeah?

yep... but i can't divulge my secret plans yet, considering that... well... i haven't thought them up yet....

cryogenic device with psych scanners... $230,000,000

Crater Labs designed cloning machine... $170,000,000

That warm fuzzy feeling you have bashing said machines with $35 baseball bat... priceless

*laughs so hard she falls off chair- THUD*

heh

Baseball bat ... 35$

...

to those of us in the UK and everywhere else that's not subjugated to the American uber-consumerism, this is a play on the recent MasterCard commercials, explaining how buying things gives you inner peace... evil evil evil...

[Y2K] Sounds good.

[Y3K] Bad.

[Y4K] Yeah, 'cause evil is bad! Er, I mean for the good guys.

[Y2K] Have you messed yourself up enough?

[Y3K] In all probability.

[Y4K] ... and we don't like the good guys, because we're the BAD guys ... er ...