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

Four Squadron! *Faaall* in!

*A troop of well-hard looking soldier in black berets and uniforms trot in, each carrying a H&K MP30 and a large teddy bear*

This is 4 Squadron, also known as 'the Huggledy-Wuggledy Widdle Kittens'. They have been known to reduce entire enemy battalions to helpless laughter just at the mention of their name - such is the reputation of my Fuzzies. And then, while the other sod is rolling around on the ground trying to hold his sides in...

*Makes little gun-fingers*

Pfft. Pfft.

I'll see if I can round up a few of those bloody orcs...think I spied a few hanging around the back of the BoE begging for charcoal, oil paints, huge blocks of marble, brushes, canvases, government grants, cigarettes and the meaning of beauty. Had to run the buggers off the lawn, they were stealing flowers for their arranagments

Skullock, does your province extend into the garden? You could round up those ones who're sleeping in the ditch, give them a good kicking and send them this way.

*Gazes upon Four Squadron with a critical eye.*

Very nice... ve-ry nice...

"Huggable Widdle Kittens...?"

Legionsy, whatever /were/ you thinking, eh? Poor widdle orcsies...

*Goes to pat one on the head and it attempts to bite her hand off. She pulls the hand back.*

Cor...

*Grins.*

Wow. That's new. They didn't usually bite...

Eh? Oh, that's Private Gorzh. He was auditioning for the lead role in the Royal Shakespeare Company's production of 'Macbeth', and I think a little of the character stuck with him. Feel free to murder him brutally, JJ. I know how you like that

I am off to college in Dublin tomorrow, for my initiation week. So it's likely I'll only be on infrequently for a while, till I settle down to a life where I can't get up past midday every day Wish me luck, you old experienced college heads!

Good on 'yer! Give it the old college try and such!

Okay, that was sooo totally satisfying I'll do it again...

I've been gone for far too long...


mmm. *glares at Mysty some more*

*Is aware of something beginning to burn at the back of his neck. Winces at the glare.*

Um... I did something wrong... hold on, I'll figure it out...

*mutters under her breath how she should throw things like Jade and cyber hussies in leather*

*decides that this would be a brilliant time to become invisible*

*Mutters under her breath about lack of hope*

*tries to not be noticed*

*notices Kleo, keeps on muttering*

...What's the matter, Yank?

Cyber-whores back again?

I'll tear 'em apart, I will.

...cyber-whores? Egads. I didn't think those existed.

*Glances nervously at the shadows. Edges closer to Y-S.*

No, they seem to have left ... not that our fellas put up much of a fight at all, you know. *turns to look at Mystrunner angrily, sees his puppydogged confused expression, and gives him a instead* Buy me a drink, love?

...of course. A thumper, I presume?

*Smiles.*

I'll be right back.. I have to find somebody.. Is it cool if I were to bring a certain miscreant??

Oh, probably, probably...

Just be sure you don't let the location of this thread fall into the wrong hands.

Yes. Because if you do, I'll most likely try to kill you.


...And considdering my track record... I'll most likely succeed.

Good luck, Legionsy. Don't drink too much, right? And when they tell you to put your boxers on the flagpole, DON'T LISTEN.

Umm... if the "miscreant" is Spook some people here might kill you... but other than that, ok.

*sips her Thumper and bats her eyelashes at Mysty*