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

I need to check in more frequently. I come in right at the end of the Atelier's biggest battle scene ever. Darn.

Thanks for the save, Ampton. BTW, where's Chesworth? Monitoring security downstairs?

Whta in the blazes what that commotion?
Might I have to go back on my oath of no violence?

::enters and takes a quick look round::

Wow - what? Agh!

::collapses on the floor in a heap, with Sam flapping her arms around Candi's head in a futile fanning gesture::

No Marv, the violence is over. For now, at any rate.

*Pokes his head up from behind the sofa and surveys the room.*

Jello preserve us!

*Ampton is sitting in a corner, speaking in a low voice to Matina and holding her hand. He looks up at Affy's voice and nods to him, then turns back to Matina. Matina, initially looking very upset, is starting to look better and actually smiles at something Ampton says. He stands up and helps her to her feet. She sighs, smiles bravely and disappears into the kitchen. Ampton leads the securibots back to the elevator, leaving one guarding each door.*

hmmm... so THIS is what i get for sleeping in this morning... *sigh* don't worry, guys, they won't get away with this.

[]

/* Bleeds confetti all over the place. */

Has anyone got some paper and paste? I could use a bandage.

*Looks up cautiously from hiding place behind the coach. Realizes belatedly that he could have gotten the villains to steal his cell phone, but the moment has saddly passed. Kicks self*

Why is it that nobody ever stops and reads signs? The _laque outside the door clearly states that no guns or muddy boots are allowed in the atelier

*another [] flutters in through open window and settles nicely behind the ear of the reverend, who nobody seems to have paid any attention to - yet*

On behalf of my brother Jellos, I would like to offer my humblest apologies to the proprietor of this establishment. I am certain that I can convince them to return to the straight and jello, and when I do they will repair the damage they have caused here today. If there is something I can do as recompense in the meantime, please do not hesitate to let me know, although my means are limited.
*Hangs his head and shame.*

Reverend, I cannot condoe furter acts of violence, in this our sanctuary and retreat. If the gang returns I may have to take steps <looks at Lovejello menacingly)

[BB]

As usual turns up after it's all over

{[caer]} hithced a lift with again

*climbs out from behind the sofa cushions*

Did I miss something? I've found all sorts of things down the back of the sofa cushions in my time but I don't recall ever finding myself down there.

*inspects the holes in the cushions* Merths?

*notices the damage to the walls* Lil is going to be very cross when she gets back.

*notices a webjello in a dog collar* Is it Sunday already?

[montana]

good luck, reverend. you've got your work cut out for you.

i suppose that, for the rest of us, we'd best get to repairing the atelier. wouldn't want lil to find it in such disarray, now, would we?

here, cardboard d'E, let me help you.

*pulls out a [] and a bottle of glue, helps d'E patch himself up*

[Sol]

Wow! This must be the shortest time I've had to wait for one of my entries to be edited and 'published' - but maybe that's because it's quite short...

...for those of you living in the US, you have something interesting to look forward to on Monday next week:
http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2002/03jun_sunset.htm?list606595