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

Welcome to the Barracks

Spook's Bunk

haven't decided what i'm putting here yet, but when i do i'll post a message here.

spook

*General Terran walks up to spooks bunk*
How'd you like to be Sergeant Major, Son. I need someone to 'elp keep this miserable lot in order! How 'bout it?

*and yes General Terran realises he's using far too many "'"s*

Terran

sounds great sir. i accept ur promotion sir. thank u sir.

Sergeant Major Spook

ps. i have added a towel to my bunk

Ah I see... here, we talk so the other thread dosent become huge.

hello all, are you all feeling well?

-- DoctorMO --

iam. probably because i have my trusty in my bunk with me. here's a for u doc, just in case u've forgotten ur own.

Sergeant Major Spook

Ah, glad to see you all have your towels. Has anyone one seen Private Yankee-Shoes yet by the way, she signed in hours ago.

General Terran

yankee-shoes is sleeping sir.

Sergeant Major Spook

Very good. Carry on Sergeant Major.

Terran

yes sir. i'll keep nite watch 2nite. we don't want to be invaded while we r sleeping.

Sergeant Major Spook

Good Thinking Spook.
Hopefully there won't be any invasions tonight, but just incase best to be safe. I might just head over to my quarters now.

General Terran

*Sleeping ** but silently smilies about towel gift*


-- DoctorMO --

*Y.S. comes in by the dependable glow of her maglight. Trying not to shine it in anyone's eyes, she slips past the slumbering night guard, and finds and empty bunk. She has been trying to find female barracks, but,failing that, figures she can beat the cheese out of any army slimeballs anyway.

She sits on her cot, unrolls her sleeping bag, unleashes a beatup but still quite functional large blue and green .

She could really use a cuppa right now. Good and strong, with lemon and maybe a touch of honey. Had to listen to her Dad go on about the dangers of enlisting, "Marines, not the army child. But they'll get you killed. Go coast guard if you must." Oh well.

Opens footlocker at end of bunk and places in it a ukelele, some clean socks and underwear, extra fatigues, and her handy toolkit. Her of course, never leaves her side.

Without changing out of fatigues, she s and goes to , wondering if being a dead shot sniper will be useful here.*

*Shoal wanders over to Y.S.'s bunk after a late light snack, half asleep. Trys to lay down and finds he has a knife at his neck. 'woops' trying to slowly slide away. he says. please don't kill me the world is going to need me I feel.*

*yawns*

Oh wats this?

time already? play nice.

-- DoctorMO --

This bunk is lumpy.

er, thats because your on the floor, were i left my med kit and shoes. I thought the bags were for out side? tents?

*Sits up and yawns again*

OK I'll go make food, scine we have no cook yet, and nobodies unwell.

-- DoctorMO --

Right soldiers, here are some jobs we need (and you'd best be damn good):-

Head Cook
Night Watchman
Guards
War Strategy Developers (in the new to be built war room)
Some more officers
And army recruitment promoters


General Terran

Right, female nabs head cook. Any complaints?

Good enough for me, congratulations VIP. Your now head cook.

General Terran