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

In walks the psionist in six inch heel and basque straight from a rocky horror pecture show screening. Sees that someone han turned the barman into an unsightly puddle of pseudo random binary code, and reverse engineers him back into his old self. Sorry to crash che says to the freshly resurected barman, but I was having a hell of a time finding anywhere still serving pan galactic gargle blasters. Driks the profrered PGGB and floats of on a cloud of psionically generated happines.

*smiles at xyroth and pours herself a PGGB*

*After such a great entrance, decides that no-one is really paying attention, so grabs a beer and slumps in a corner*

*Emily staggers in, still in shock at the revelation that her father's wife is a Rocky Horror buff*

*smiles at the queen of the red fish and hands her a drink*
this might help you a bit...

Can the band play "All I Want For Christmas Is A Dukla Prague Away Kit" by Half Man Half Biscuit?

as far as i know, but then again, the may not have heard of it... i certainly haven't...

*wonders if she should dig out the basque that goes with these boots?*
*decides that wouldn't do, as it might involve having to stop dancing...*

*Emily consumes the drink handed to her by sea. It would appear that sea did not realise that Emily is allergic to alcohol, as her face turns a purplish-white colour whilst she babbles on about her plans to write a play that is a cross between Rocky and the Sound of Music*

"It's Queen of the GOLDFISH, people!..."

In floats the psionist with a shot of adrenalin for the anaphilactic shock. after using it to cure emily, xyroth casts a mirror spell with a temporal offset, that makes sea feel everything that emily has felt for the last ten minutes, but stronger! then he sits down for another PGGB.

*thinks to herself how lucky it is that she doesn't have a reflection and is therefore unaffected by the spell*
sorry, emily. you should have said something...
*downs a PGGB*

Hey... I'm sure I've mentioned it at every party I've been to in the recent past... and on h2g2 that's rather a lot (unlike my social life in reality )... well, except this one...

Sorry sea. By the way, the effects aren't too bad anyway; your skin feels like it's being stretched over your face and there's this burning, tingling sensation; then your skin goes opaque and you look rather similar to a corpse (hense the purplish-white colour).

Just in case you ever need to know.

Can I have a chocolate eclair in recompense?

sure! sorry about that once again...
*hands emily a chocolate eclair*

'Ning. My alcohol level is dangerously low. A PGGB please.

*isn't the bartender but hands kes a PGGB anyway*

Thank you - you are a life saver. Cheers.

OOOOOH DANNY BOOOOY! THE PIPES< THE PIPES...

Sorry. PGGB does that to me. I feel much better now. Won't happen again. Didn't I see you in court just now, or am I seeing double again?

oh, yes, that was me... i'm in many places at one time...

Gagdreek: Hi folks! Remember me? I'm back. Oh, the others are back too. I haven't read the backlog yet.
Sea, how's everything going? good to see you again.
We were gone a little longer than expected. It's great to be back among friends. Let's get on with the party!

well, it's been a bit slow as of late, and i've been trying to keep it going, but my parents keep kicking me off the computer and i've been having a lot of trouble getting any internet time lately... excuses excuses, right? good to see you again though...