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

*The buzz of conversation picks back up. Several tables and walls appear to have bullet holes and burn marks all over them.*

[A teenager who looks like he was extracted directly from a manga -- open red jacket, black shirt underneath, blue jeans, black spiky hair -- is walking in. He has an air of confidence about him and his name is Yar Kramer. He looks around.]

[Yar] Hmm. Busy place tonight.

*From in a booth.*

Good evening, Yar. Pleasent to see you here.

[Yar] The feeling is mutual, I guess. [walking over to the booth] So ... this is some mess those guys made. I mean, I've seen those guys in trouble before, but this is ridiculous!

Tell me about it. Haven't seen this much panick sence the whole gunsmith shootings fourteen years ago. My sources are starting to get a bit of info, but until things are put together, who knows how things will turn up.

[Yar] True ... [looks towards the entrance] Wonder when the others are getting here?

Sorry I didn't get here sooner. I didn't notice that the name of the R&R section with the pros and cons of the heros was the link to here. *A person walks into the pub and sits on a bar stool.* *To Yar: What's your name, stranger?

[Yar] You're one to talk, you're stranger than me. I'm Yar Kramer, who the hell are you?


I should mention that, apart from his being psychologically incapable of killing someone, Yar refuses to take just about anything seriously.

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*To Yar: My name is Robert. Yes, I only have a first name. Ask why, and I'll blow your head off. *To alicat: Why are you sticking your tongue? Put it back in your mouth, or I'll blow your head off. He threatens to blow peoples heads off a lot, so don't take it seriously.

OOOPS. Posted to the wrong forum.

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Probably not the best of places to wander into...

*Leans over bar and fetches *

LOL. I don't know, it looks more inviting here than where I was supposed to go.

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It may be, if you are the questing type... But perhaps not.

*Mystrunner twitches one side of his cloak aside, revealing rows of daggers, arrows, and poisoned needles.*

Violence seems to follow us a bit.

[Yar] Eh, I'm used to it. Which isn't to say I enjoy it. [fiddles with his gun, which has a lavender and yellow color scheme] Isn't to say I /don't/ enjoy it, either. It's just there.

*walks in, and quickly realises his mistake*

Oops ... wrong door, terribly sorry. I think I should have taken a left instead of a right back at Castle Anthrax.

*walks very quickly out again*

Hmph. No body wants to stay. I wonder why...?

Are we rather imposing?

[Yar] [examining his gun] I'm honestly not sure.

*To Yar: I don't think people like this place. Wasn't the kill count for yesterday 30? *To Mystrunner: A beer, barkeep.

*Grins, and slides a beer down the counter to IST.*

Not sure. Could have been about that...