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

The noise of angels being busy can be heard from afar. As you fly closer you start to see the Archangels hastening to prepare the waterfall and surrounding benches into a mirage of golden shimmer. Quickly they fly about making all the preparations for the sunset evening ceremony.

** looks around for a place as far as possible from the waterfall to keep the ceremonial sword dry **

And let's place a huge table here, I don't want watered

... is this table huge enough!???

Looks like it
Good thinking, a pool table will drain off spilled liquids.

Now to get rid of those pool-players

** uses sword to cut queue's in half. The players ignore their balls and **

*floats in*

Hi! Need a hand? Or perhaps?

Its a well trained waterfall - impressive looking but not wild enough to soak everybody. though you'd be forgiven for being worried!

Why not start dusting things with glitter. That should reflect the sunset quite beautifully

Ok!

*grabs the bucket with glitter and takes a higher turn*

I'll just fly around & let the crystal slivers from my wings drop every where

romani

** returns from a trip around the world to let as much s as possible know about the ceremony **


Any for a thirsty throat?

here you go archangel marjin i brought a bucket of from wings bar catch~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BOMBS AWAY!!

OOPS!!

romani

** ducks as the bucket flies past and s after it to catch some of the spilled **

Hmm, at bit stale, where is Kes when you need him?

I'll just go get some more buckets of

romani

*As the waterfall changes into a fountain, the Archangels appear shimmering through the trees to the table with 'the sword' lay upon it. The last few glimpses of sunlight play across the glade lighting the Archs and the sword. FC steps forward and calls for the Herald of Heaven to come to the fore.

*The fountain changes into a number of smaller fountains, all bobbing gently above the surface of the pool.

Herald, you have shown yourself to be an excellent boost to Heaven. You have performed outstandingly over the last few weeks. The Archangels are most grateful and we only ask you to continue to your sterling work in the same fashion. Thank you for your help and input. Wear your red heart with pride.

*The fountains suddenly shoot into the air and become all the different colours, reflecting and refracting the suns dying beams. FC takes a step back, waiting a little longer before the real ceremony begins.

in flies romani armed with buckets of ready for the ceeremony,flyhi>

aaaaaaaaaw is'nt this nice

romani

*stands ready with back-up batteries for THE SWORD, just in case*

'wanders along wondering if she's in the right place '

*FC steps forward again. Titania hands her the sword, fitted out with the latest batteries to ensure that the whooshing noise will carry to the furthest sides of the glade.

Tartan Totty, you have asked to be given the patronage of humour. Will you now step forward and receive your honours.

*A shimmering, sparkly diva steps forward. Light seems to be absorbed into the melange of feathers that adorn her robe. Bravely she walks through the side of the sputtering fountain that seems to encircle her passing with gold coloured waters.

Tartan Totty, you stand before us bravely. Not only as you are the first tonight, but also you wish to be the Patron Saint of Humour. I dont envy your choice!

*The sword swishes down and lightly touches the now quivering angel's shoulders. Two bunches of flowers appear at the sword's point as contact is made with TT causing much mirth from surrounding angels.

*As the sword is lifted, wings sprout from the back of the dress, lined with large, extra fluffy feathers, glittering with gold powder reflecting brilliantly in the fading sunlight. Rays glance off the diamonds encrusted in her new, shiny, gold and platinum entwined halo.

Tartan Totty you are now a member of our ranks. Go forth and be the best angel that you can be.

*TT stretches her wings and makes a brave attempt at flying over the fountain towards MIDNIGHT ANGEL.

Go get some of Kes's home brewed PGGB TT - you'll fly much better for it! At least, the landings wont hurt as much!

Welcome Seraphina, you are in the right place.

Will you please join the other applicants over there?
** points to a group of trembling Ls **

*hands out s*
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