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

Oh, well THAT'S all in good pun, then.... don't mind if I do!

===~~ *choke* Yeeeeeeaaahhhhhh!!!

*downs a * nearly as good I think


*grabs*

===~~~ *giggles*

...*on the blue goo couch with her...mumbling about puns and pad-locks and punch an' stuff...*Maybe I damaged my last good brain cell during last moth's explosion.
Maybe all that smoke has finally pun me in. I mean...DONE me in! ...*begins to babble and drool...*

Good to see all the CP punters behaving normally ...

Normally? i'm not sure i'm familiar with the word, Kes

Well, this place has the norm-alley right over there... Pan set the norms about that one

*Raps her cane on the floor for attention.*

Try to pun-ctuate your dialog a little more creatively. This isn't punny. I alleys want to clobber someone when I hear a pun... The next person who does it is going to get my honest o-pun-ion on the subject.

*Glares meaningfully at Kes.*

*Stays out of range, and keepa the bar between him and mari-rae.*

Yes ... quite .... you've made your feelings a pun dantly clear!

Does this involve the politics of "Pun and Hide"?

I was just standing as an inde pun dent .....

Oh... well... s**t happuns...

*Thunder sounds in the distance as m-r's face darkens.... .... objects begin to twitch and move in the bar. She casts a spell toward Kes! At the very last moment he ducks!!! The spell goes past his head, bounces off the back wall breaking a nasty bottle of port that has been on the shelf since 1647, ricochets off Englander and zooms straight into the Darkest Corner of the Pub..

There is the sound of a bleating goat.


Mari-rae makes herself busy and sits down in her rocking chair, picking up her knitting again. She sincerely hopes that Thog can cope ok with having the head of a goat. *

*Looks around at the damage.*

There really should be a built-in Spell-Checker for this site, you know!

*appears from the darkest corner holding something wet and floundering in her hand*

Now! Who owns this poor creature? And who will pay for all the damage caused?
Innocent babies flying around in the dark places... It is no good, I say, no good at all.

::is very thankful that he was in the dark corner of the alley, rather than the dark corner of the pub::


::pokes his head cautiously through the still - shattered door to the Pub::

I say, er... is everything quite alright in here? I hear some er... commotion.
::looks about and catches sight of what Hati is holding::

And what in the ing name of is THAT????

I was an innocent baby. An' then I came here. Wait. I have an idea! Wha'? I get them from time to time. Not often, of course, but when they happen, they'er usually smashing!...*looks
at mirror......decides that wasn't a pun...just a figure of speach...sticks her hand into the back of the blue goo couch...tosses out a couple stale pices of pizza......Ewww...a used condom...decides to just pull out what she needs...rips the lining and out pops her hand filled with cotton...rips the cotton into two pieces...and plugs her ears...good and tight...listens...hears...__________...*
...*goes to the alley, since Thog has "opened" the door for her...hops onto legde...rolls a herbal remedy and relax-a-ltes herself...*===~~~ ahhh

::turns into a puff of smoke and drifts over to Pan... absorbs the smoke from her herbal remedy, holds it for a bit, then turns back into his usual form and exhales::

Now THAT is definitely THE way to do it...

*Slides out of the shadows, looks about, takes a few photos, and disspapears back into the darkness.*

::turns back into a puff of smoke and follows::

*Mystrunner steps around a corner, into a second, altogether darker alley.*