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

*NYC tries to halt the impeding rampage that is angel with his... portable hand-held howitzer!*

BLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAM!!!

*NYC finds angel suddenly on the far side of the room, smoldering and giving NYC a very evil look. angel gets up*

crap...

[not evil, angry.]
*angel climbs to his feet and faces zeb and mr rogers*
[angel] mr rogers! i remember you! i hated you as a child, but now that i am a good guy, i realize how right you truly were all those years... i just wanted to apologize for doubting you.

Mr Rogers(calm but cheerful): I used to be full of hate. Full of hate towards my neighbors. Do you know why? Do you? Because my neighbors were a bunch of real jackasses, who held wild parties and played "In A Gadda Da Vida" nonstop in the early mornings. Yes, they did.

Zeb: Cut the crap, Rogers. Let's just do this.

Mr Rogers: Okay, Zeb. Zeb's my neighbor. He and Emar always take care of the house when I'm gone. Feed my fish. Yes, they do. Not like you goodguys. YOU remind me of my OTHER neighbors...And it's a beautiful day for REVENGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...





...Yes, it is.

*NYC sits back and waits for the fireworks*

*angel looks disappointed that mr rogers was such a letdown*

[angel] well, if you insist...

*angel gives mr rogers a vicious kick in the stomach*

[just thought i'd pop in and let you know i have my own user page now, but will continue to post under sea's nickname due to time constrainments]

Mr. Rogers(still smiling calmly): Did you know that I am a psychopath? Yes, I am. That gives me a high tolerence for pain, doesn't it?



Zeb(uncurling): AND WHEN YOU FIGHT MR. ROGERS, YOU FIGHT MR. ROGERS' NEIGHBORHOOD!

Mr. Rogers: Thank you, Zeb.

*angel shakes his head to clear the fuzziness that comes with head trauma*

[angel] a psychopath, eh? good thing my father was a psychopath, and i've pretty much lost all fear of them.

*angel does a flying somersault over mr rogers's head, landing behind him. he then kicks mr rogers in the back of the knees, forcing him to fall to the ground*

Mr. Rogers: Did you know that I had friends on my show who taght my Ji-Jitsu? Yes, I did.

*angel grunts and flies backward through the air, slamming into the wall and leaving a large dent*

[angel] that wasn't very nice...

*angel punches rogers in the face, then steals the shrew puppet*

[angel] one more step, and i cut it in half!!!!!

*angel pulls out a pocketknife and prepares to do some damage to the puppet*

Mr. Rogers: Enjoy your one-way trip to the Neighborhood of Make-Believe...

Angel: What?-...



Mr. Rogers(picking up Zeb): I think the neighborhood of H2G2 is a much nicer place without him, don't you?

Zeb: LEMME AT HIM!! NOBODY HOLDS ME HOSTAGE! NOBODY!

*sea reads the backlog and starts laughing so hard that tears pour from her eyes*

[sea] zeb, mr rogers, you two are brilliant.

[angel] *from very far away* I'LL BE BACK..........

Mr. Rogers: Thank you, sea. I like you just the way you are; Evil.

Zeb: Weeell, I guess our work is done here.

Mr. Rogers: Yes, now it's time for me to return Zeb to Emar and go home. Do you know why Mr. Rogers likes going home? Do you? Because that's where all his drinks are. Yes, it is. After a hard day of telling snot-nosed kids that they're special, I like to unwind with some Jack Daniels. Jack Daniels is a good neighbor.

*sea offers mr rogers a large bottle of pan-galactic gargle blaster*

[sea] here's my special neighbor... perhaps you'd enjoy his company. thanks for getting rid of my brother, for the time being anyway.

Mr. Rogers: Why, thank you.



Zeb: Ummmmh...I'll drive.

Mr. Rogers: Can you reach the pedals?

Zeb: No, but I'm STILL probably safer at the moment...

*NYC, stunned by the entire foray*

woah.

Okay, everybody STOP!!!!!

It's nice to see that the heroes and villains are fighting each other again, but I think initiation forums should be left alone.

*Thinks*

Of course, if this is the only way that the heroes can fight the villains, go ahead then. Oh, and one more thing. That was not Mister Rogers. I'm sorry, but even h2g2 needs constants in life, and Mister Rogers is good. Had you done Barney, I could've understood that, but corrupting Mister Rogers isn't nice. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go home, and see if I can figure out how I can put limitations on Zeb's books.

*Leaves*

*evillene grumbles*

[evillene] it's not like the heroes were using them anyways... they're all gone!!!!!!

They're all on vacation, or something. BTW, Sea, evillene, might I ask how your brother happens to be an angel? One that isn't fallen? And does this make the two of you demons? I ask merely out of curiosity.

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