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

* Heavyasmetal stands back to admire his handy work - the head and Bust of Thor the almighty was begining to take sahpe............*

All pay homage to Thor the great Giver of Thursdays

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*starts chiseling with a ridiculously small hammer*

details are everything.

... *dynamites the whole Thor shrine to day.*

I didn't like it. It just didn't soar, darnit.

** Unfortunatly when the dust settled it was clear that Thor was going nowhere, and the feeble attempts of the Thingites to destroy Thor only make his powers more intense **

Long Live Monday Tuesday Wednesday THURSDAY Friday Saturday and Sunday...... Long Live Thor

** Heavyasmetal appears from the shadows looking strangly like Blade, he draws his double handed sword and awaits all challengers **

"Beware bearers for your sad excuses for weapons will not even get near me let alone harm me. Abandon your False days, and come join the No-Things for we will prevail - Thor is with us"

*Yankee-shoes wavers, she becomes translucent... then in a flash of light she screams and is replaced by... Evil Yankee Shoes. Dressed in Black leather, a whip coiled on her back, she brandishes an assortment of knives from who knows where (as, there are no weapons visible about her person other than the whip) and they dissappear. She is smiling, in a fashion, the grim smile of a BoE member that smells of gin and death. She stands coolly regarding Heavyasmetal*

Somebody say... Challengers?

And I!

DOWN WITH THING!!!

~Is generally just 'ard, with Katana!~

*Mystrunner steps out of Y-S's shadow, much as a person would step out of a shallow pool in the ground. Knives slide into his hands.*

And I.

*steps forward, whip snappping up the katana of the Anvil one with one hand, pulling out a loaded bazooka with the other*

*brandishes menacingly*

*throws her whitch hits the loaded bazooka making it backfire*

my got bent

Luckily, I always carry a spare!


*hands DrA another *

*takes the *
thank you

says "babel fish" to thor who vanishes in a puff of logic never to return again. Your god isn't so strong now....

I'm sorry, Babelfish are a stastical fluke that evolved because they had to happen sometime or other, and are nothing to do with Thor!

oh....
*picks up Babelfish and puts it back in its fishtank*

So I'm walking along the other day and I hear someone say, "Happy Doobry, Ma'am!" Of course, expecting a fellow Thingite, I stop and look... and there's Thor! Turn's out he thinks the whole "Thursday" *spit* thing is a big waste of his name and he's completely in support of us Thingites. I gave him a plastic and we passed a lovely afternoon together. He says he lets the No-Things go on because Loki thinks they're halarious.

*waiting for the No-Things to get over their shock and retaliate*

Have you thought about seeing a psychiatrist?

or a labotimist perhaps?

she dossent need a psychiatrist

*Yankee-shoes, who has flipped out of the way of her backfiring bazooka, has started chucking ninja stars at the No-things*

my fellow Thingites, for coming to my aid!