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

Are you on my side, Chronos?

* MaW just misses a serious wound from Chronos' bullet, suffering a shallow cut from it as it skims the surface of his upper arm, ripping his sinister black coat *

[MaW] Hey! I like this coat!

* He is unable to deal with Chronos due to the SPARTAN pointing its assault rifle at him. He scoots to one side. Flames flare up around his hand, and he throws an apple-sized fireball at the SPARTAN's visor *

*The SPARTAN yells in suprise as the fireball fuses the wires in his helmet together, cutting off the cerebral link of him to the armour. The SPARTAN slowly topples to the floor, unable to lift his arms to remove himself from the several-ton armour.*

anyone got as laser cutter? or some shaped charges to get that poor soldier out?

Just so you know all of you are my friends and this quest is nothing against any of you.

*Just before the bullet reaches Jade, Craxus steps in teh way as the bullet is hits the back of Craxus chestplate. In the process, Craxus swings around after taking the hit and fires two shots with his Hellsing pistol named Jackel, and he also shoots 4 shots with his revolver (from Trigun, if anyone knows what its name is, put it in ooc.)*

Same with me. What and or who are you shooting at?

OH sorry, I was shooting at Hussassan for shooting at Jade

Don't bother cutting him out. He's got no other armour or weapons, so he's safer in the suit.

*The character in the gets up, and walks out into the hallway.*

Good day. I seek the highest ranking officer here.

*manages to plant a very wquick peck on Craxus's cheek before flipping the non-bladed bit of her scythe into the newcomer's chin and presumably giving it quite a nice knock*

That would be Myst. But I'm sure he's just going to tell you to go to the main Dædalus page and sign up for the Terranic Government. Or something. So if you're keen on joining in the fray, go do that first. Thank you kindly, ja ne.

Hussassan, you do /not/ want to be starting that sort of thing with me, /really/... Didn't Chronos just warn you...? I seem to remember something about that...

*from the chin on the newcomer, Jade draws the blade about and whirls it around her head and down to her left, in hopes of burying the pointy bit in Hussassan's side*

Oh, and by the by, the page you (presumably) want would be hereabouts... http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/classic/A881507

* MaW grunts in satisfaction at the motionless SPARTAN suit and raises his staff to go after Chronos in retaliation for his ripped coat *

*The CGE barge down the corridor asking what is going on? and where's the tea?, and the most contraversional of all questions: Are we safe?

*A car screeches out of thin air and lands in the coridor. Time Traveller jumps out. The Time Staff swirls and... everything stops. The grenades hang in the air, the flashing lights are permanently on, nobody moves.*

Now I'm sure there is no need for this sort of thing.


*calmly walks along the row of grenades in mid air, plucks them out of their place in time, replaces their pins and places them in a safe corner.*

*stands well away from the fighting. Swirls Time Staff and the aciton starts again*

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Um, articuno, you'll need to read the plot. The CGE can't factor in at this point. Wrong time-line, technology.

*Icarus calmly performs a backflip out of the way of the blow, and lazily swings at Jade, missing, but all the same putting a basketball-sized dent in the wall next to her.*

Tell me... what have you done with Daedalus?

*Glances around. Thankfully nobody is attacking him. Swirls the Time Staff. It vanishes*

Right, so we must now find Daedalus. I suppose I should use my Space/Time locaiton device...

*Pulls out box with wire across the top. Plucks the wire, silence reverbarates for a second...*

Damn... some sort of virus got into it...

*taps the side of the box. Gets out a cross between a C.D. and a syringe and injects the box with some electronic antibodys.*

*puts space/time locaiton device and electric syringe back in pocket, the box will take a long time to recover.*

I'd join in, but I'm not quite shure who to fight.
*continues to look around aimlessly*

Please dont fight me. Lets, just moove off to this corner, out the way.

*edges further from fighting*