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

*Head blows frantically, knocking aside most of dragon's blood, , but not all. A few drops get through...
ooo, I don't feel so good. As the blood soaks into the sheet, it has an odd effect on the ectoplasm. begins to see pretty colors.
"Oooo, look at the funny, musical rocks, and the dancing ostrich!"
As the rock band kicks in with credence clearwater revival, doing "Out My Back Door", 's body fades.
rolls across the grassy field, singing
tamborines and elephants, are playing in the band
Until she rolls out of sight. She'll be back tomorrow.
it'll take her a while to regenerate. You just won.

*Bows*
Thank you. You fought well, indeed. Consider applying for the Knights of h2g2. We need more people like you, and have plenty of space. Find us here: A724916. Just walk toward the castle. If you sign up tonight, I think I'll be able to get you inside quickly. Just walk toward the castle.
*Bows again, heals himself after a while using advanced chi techniques, and waits for the next chalenger*

*Pauses*
"Out my back door" like doot doot doot comin' out my back door? Or something like that.

*breaks down and laughs for quite a while*

You did good!
I'll check out the knights. Thanks.
(I love the visual image of a drunken, disembodied head rolling through forums and threads, singing old 60's drug-culture rock songs.
"Lucy in the sky, with diamonds" )

Ha HA!

Oh, and as way of thanks, you can keep the flowers. And I gave you a little help, with a battle between you and some IST fellow somewhere completly different...

*quietly to the receding form of *
...and a very pretty ghost at that.

*waits for next challanger*

*The bombshell goddess re-enters the thread followed by her man servants, then sits down on top of one of the stones to wait and see what other trouble this new comer gets into.*

Oh, yes, this looks interesting...



Stonehenge is a lovely place!

Ahh, the halflings. Out of hiding, I see! Old earth isn't as good as Middle, not with the Isitari gone, but ah, well, what can I say.

*To Bombshell*

I have heard much of you, goddess. What brings you here? May I, a lowly mortal, help you?

*Runs in and kicks all the male servents and druids in the nads.*
Beware the Silver Knight!
*Exits*

*pauses in mid-sentance*
Ah ha...
umm, that looks pretty painful
*glances at the retreating form of the Silver Knight*
We Knights stick together, we do...

Random.

...excuse me?

Excused.

Hello, I'm your friendly neighborhood idiot, who plays himself as all powerful, but that's okay by most people because he never fights, just watches, comments and bothers.

That's fine. I'm not even a god.

Well I knew that. Nor am I. However, I think that a nice apple would be rather relevant at this point in time. Or rather, wouldn't but would like to be. That is to say, if it were capable of liking anything, it might like to be relevant. If, of course, it in fact would. Asuming that it knew that it was capable of liking. Wether or not this pertains to the preceeding conversation should be quite obvious, and I shall be watching you closely to see if you get it. If not, I shall have to pretend to behead you in a very unconvincing manner.

I don't like snakes. The big man in the clouds said that apples = bad.

*Just then, a shower of apples rains from the sky.*

Ah well... anyone for apple crumble?

*laughs*
You gods. Think you're all that... *shakes head, then glares up at the sky*

Just like those angels. Self-righteous little...

"Pretend to behead you in a very unconvincing manner"?