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

The Rules: Go by the World War One terrain mentioned on the battlefield page. Try as much as you can to stick to period weapons, and when you first join the team join either the good guys or the bad guys. In the future a list will be made so you don't have to remember all the time.

Enjoy!

*arrives in his new clean uniform and dives into the muddy trench, setting up defences*

*Sets up a .50 calibre machine gun next to AJ*

*Skullock Marches on to the feild and joins the bad guys.*

*Runs over to the air strip and climbs into a Red Baron style airplane.*

*Yelling over the sound of the prop starting up.* Hey, Can I get a tail gunner over here!?

Alrighty then, we have, preparing for the great battle, AJ rimmer and HDS on side unknown, and Skullock for the bad guys! This is gonna turn out to be a hell of a good battle!

We are good guys!
*picks up a BAR and peeks over the edge*

Aye, but I'm torn between my English birth and Austrian lineage. Well, suppose to do as my Great Great Grandfather did at Ypres and pick up my bolt action rifle, fix bayonets and kick some Huns. For Blighty! Erm, I mean the good guys!

::dives into a forward trench to wait for instructions from HQ::

*pulls on comfortable low interference gas mask and suit and polishes his big f*ck off shiney Browning .50 calibre. Checks his massive store of ammo boxes and makes sure his Colt .45 and Bren gun are all in working order*

goody gumdrops! This Dough Boy is ready! Lets take it to the Hun!

even though I am 1/4 Hun!

*recieives orders from HQ*
Bzzxcczzzzz this is command to forward outpost Alpha Gamma 9zzzzzz he enemyy-y-y is attempting to charge the frozzzzz. rxcccxrrrzz achieved air superiority, they have achieved air superiority, you need to lay down support fire for the boys in sector 12-A, outpost Alpha Echo 7 is about to begin a counterattack, give tzzzzz pport annzzxcrrrz...

radio wasn't used much I know but telegrams just aren't as much fun. And I am veeeeery little hun btw

*blows away a whole lot of enemy troops with the big f*ck off shiny 50 cal.*

*Takes off into the air wishing that he had some allies.*

*mans an AA flak gun*
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM

*Screams for help*

*Starts putting on an air show all the while dodging shots from the flak battery.*

*Shoots a whole of alot at the fighter over head with his massive Browning 50.*

Muahahahaha! You'll never hit me! You'll never....

*The engine starts sputtering.*



*A thick black smoke begings rolling from the engine.*

Cough, cough.

*Attempts to take the plane down near the water away from enemy hand but his landing capabilities are greatly inhibited.*

*A small speck can be seen falling from the plane moments before if cashes in to a firey heap on the ground.*

ow. That must hurt. That kind of thing is why I'm proud to be a ground pounder.

*Shoots at the enemy lines*

*a parasute pops out from the tiny speck and it sails happily to the ground.*

They didn't have parachutes back then did they?
*Shoots at the time-paradoxy parachuter*