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

*the faint baying of a RoboDog Pack can be heard*

*Corrupt appears quietly (without smoke and fuss and pizazz) and hands Yo a map of the building*

[Corrupt] (whispering) pst psst... pickpocketed earlier... pssst... need any help?

(The wall explodes outward)



Looking back at that, it now seems pointless.

(Becomes extremely worried that he may never find his sword and halberd. They were very rare, and imbued, and other such very special weapon terms.)

(taps Yo on the shoulder)

Do ya' think you could help me find my weapons? I'd like to get them back... They were almost like family...

Yeah, we need all the help we can get. Ok first we'll get your weapons theb we'll get out of here. The way I see it your weapons are probably in the Security Center so all we have to do is waltz in there and get them....When I get the door open at the end of the corridor, I'll prop it open with the club and you come running eh?

*trots along at Yo's heels, not in a malicious fashion but more in an interested, hopeful way, almost as if she wants something. After all, he did give her *

*the faint baying gets louder then is replaced by an ominous silence*

*at the far end of the corridor can be seen one of the feared RoboDog hunting packs, crimson eyes blazing, crouched ready for action. A deep bass growl starts from the pack which reverberates down the corridor making the walls resonate. Plaster starts falling from the wall and ceilings, eardrums hurt and eyes start to bleed from their sockets*

Yeah, I'll, uh... I'll just be leaving.

*Mystrunner darts for the nearest exit.*

*arches back, fur on end*

*begins to growl*

*A black hole opens up, close to the ceiling, and NYC falls through it. On top of a cat. NYC gets up and reaches for the hole so he can put it back in his pocket*

*Mystrunner flies through the hole.*

*Fortunately, Ex R has already scooped up Cleo, setting her out of harms way*

well...there goes that deal....


Hey NYC, can I get something more potent than this 9mm?

Right, one phallic-looking weapon of mass destruction coming up!

*NYC rifles through his coat pocket, to retrieve... a sten gun*

Well, almost phallic-looking. Kinda. More of a spy-novel thing, isn't it? Here.

I like it!!!

*sparks fly off the metallic hide on the RoboDogs ...... adamantine claws slowly emerge from the 4 paw drive units.*

*purrs at *

Adamantine? And me without a +3 Howitzer of Severe Blinding!

Right, you take care of them, Yo, I'll just slip through this convenient hole in the wall here.

*NYC spins around to run straight into a dazed Mystrunner*

Oh, hi Mystrunner! Bye, Mystrunner! *ZIP*

*NYC finds himself in the middle of another corridor. He wonders whether he should have pickpocketed Yo's map first. He runs down one end of the hall*

*the pack surges towards Yo*