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

*Mystrunner develops a pronounced eye twitch, and is suddenly holding both E.Y.S. and Dark Mystrunner by the throats against the wall.

Note: both pairs of feet are nearly a yard off the ground, and Mystrunner is not noticably strained.*

That- 'eyetwitch' -was a bad- 'eyetwitch' -idea.

*taps mystrunner on the shoulder*
hey...howsa 'bout a hug, eh? make ya feel better?

DZ

OK. Has someone been playing with the Reality again?

*Looks supiciously at, well, everyone*



I'm like a photon - I'm my own anti-person!

*With a shrug, Mystrunner tosses Dark Myst out the door with one hand, and carries E.Y.S. to a booth, into which he places her. He thusly returns to the bar.*

You ok, love?

Y.S.)BEHIND YOU *gasped out from the ground*

*E.Y.S. (heck let's just name her Eyees... better than two names)is out of the booth and her whip is flinging fast toward Mysts neck to strangle him* She better not be fine... it would ruin my ...

Oh.

One barkeep... or else.

*The whip curls around Mystrunner's neck, and tightens. His eyes widen, as his fingers reflexivly head towards his throat. Then, regaining composure (which is no easy thing while being strangled ), he flicks a wrist and severs the whip with the knife that appeared in his hand.*

For shame, really. When my back was turned?

*With another flick, the knife buries itself in the oak paneling behind Eeys, bearing a lock of her hair now missing from the side of her head. Mystrunner smirks.*

Something that I can remember you by.

*He turns his back again, an action which he should have realized by now is suicidal, and goes back to sit with Y.S.*

*Eyees, levetating begins chucking ninja stars at the back of Mysts head*

*Mystrunner notices his shoes are untied, and bends down to tie them. The throwing stars whistle over his head, and thunk into the cabinets behind the bar. Realizing he doesn't have laces on his boots, Mystrunner stands back up, and sits down next to Y.S.*

*Eeyes is slammed into a side wall, looking up off of the floor only to see Obliter8or standing strong with a balled up fist attached to an outstretched arm.*

*looks across from bar*

Just another day in the city.

*sits quietly, drumming fingers on the bar* All the violence...my my my...Bartender, would you be so kind as to hook me up with another Mt. Dew? Thanks, love.

*turns around and watches the commotion behind her* wow...*sip* you're all so silly...

*turns back around and stares at the marble bartop* oooh...pretty...

DZ

Bartender: Hands DZ a Mt. Dew.

So? What's wrong with that?

Oooh, nothin...nothin' at all I enjoy being silly. It's one of my favorite pastimes.

Hmm...whaddaya'll think...think I drink too much Mt. Dew? Should I cut back? *sip* naaah...

DZ

*Craxus emerges out of the darkness of the shadows.*

*He walks quietly over to the bar and sits down next to Mystrunner.*

Well hello everyone.

*Obliter8or quietly sits down at the bar and requests a bag of ice.*

*Nods to everyone*

Mornin'. Or afternoon, depending on your location.

You know you can edit your space? That way people can leave you messages.

Eyees: Hey, where's my ?

*Snickers*

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