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

And I'm going to make one suggestion. For the sake of this battle, maybe we should remove the limits on number of days between posts. It would suck to have this battle be lost due to a technicality. If it starts to get rediculous on the amount of times between posts, maybe we can have MoG step in for a ruling?

*trumpets sound and heralds cry*
*apollo comes riding in to troy on a large wooden horse, which he leaves in the middle of the Arena*

I'm now back from my little hiatus, and thank you for waiting!! I would hate to miss this
And SG... MoG can only make rulings on the rules. However, if agcB and CP both agree to change them, it can be done. I don't suggest making unlimited time though, or this could turn into a really long and boring event. Perhaps 10 days?

*ring announcer enters*
"Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, gods of all ages......
LET's get RRREADY to RUUUUUMBLE!!!!!!"

Actually, that's quite ironic, as CP is having major computer problems at the moment, hence why you've got me talking...

I'm currently on the phone to CP, and she agrees...

Has the battle actually started yet? My niche is fast turning into a tunnel, and will have gone clear through this here mountain soon...

No the battle has not yet begun. CP is challenging me, so I am waiting for her to make the first move.

I think the 5-day rule is a good one, so long as we can announce and agree the occasional hiatus, as I did with my trip to Munich.

Tell CP she can take her time, and to come back here when she is ready.

All the best to all

agcB

Hi Ben

Will tell her that now

Stay ,
WD

*waves to Apollo*

I may be a little on/off due to problems with my computer, but I'll try to give prior warning, or WD will probably tell you...

*Caper Plip downs the barley water and gives the cup to a random ballboy.*

Why is it so dark? You can't play in the dark!

*She turns on the floodlights, illuminating the battlefield in a bright light.*

Let me just put this in position...



Looks like, oh sorry, I mean, seems like you'll need to see an opthalmetrist, Ben!

*Ben was manifested as the Crone, who is almost blind anyway. But makes up for it in her other senses...*

*The Crone blinks a little, and scratches her left eye thoughtfully*

Nice try.

I thank you, Madam.

*Saturn Girl takes the front row seat again, waving proudly her "Go Ben!" banner.*

*The goddess called Ben manifests as the Mother, ambles over to Saturn Girl, and starts discussing banner-making techniques with her*

*The conversation strays*

What do you think Caper Plip will do next? She seems to be from the brute force school of battle, perhaps I better move further away from you, dear. So much tedious hanging around, these days.

yeah... would hate for saturn girl to get hurt

*waves a "Go CP" banner, not wishing to be subjected to another year of service to agcB *

*Caper Plip mooches over to her small but highly valued posse of supporters.*

Anyone fancy a round of tinnies? Looks like I've got time for a quick one, mate...

What? are we setting up some kind of political debate here with supporters??

*podium and microphone materialize on an incline near the center of Troy*
If you insist on rallying supporters or arguing politics, feel free. But I'm sure much more...er, creative .. uses can be found for the microphone....

*discovers a bag of kettle corn , which distracts the sun god for quite some time*

I'm just waiting for Ben's move and using this little break to have a tinny, mate!

You are the challenger, honey, I don't need to move.

Your go.

Hmmmmm, this is a little strange... I always thought that it was one person goes, then the other, then the other... ah well. Someone clarify for me?

*Caper Plip downs the lager and pulls out her mobile phone. She then activates Infra-Red Poke/Tickle Instrument(TM).*

*A strange pink extention (no, this is entirely decent) jumps out at Ben and tickles her over and over again!*

*The goddess, manifests as the maiden, and rolls over and over on the floor*

Oh... oh.... oh...
Tickling....
Oh...
This side...
Oh... oh...

*she recovers her breath long enough to say*

Simple really....
You challenge me...
I don't need to attack you, just defend myself. I may attack you if I choose to, of course. But you are the attacking challenger, I am the defending champion.

*still giggling she pulls herself together and sends a text message to Caper Plip*

"That's better"

Ah, of course, thank you for clearing that

*Caper Plip reads text message but doesn't quite understand the text messaging jargon.*

*She switches the Poke/Tickle to 'Really Irritating Poke That Only Your Little Brother Or Sister Can Do'. The device begins to poke Ben hard and repeatedly on both arms.*