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

A large, cavernous cave. Stalactites. Dripping water. Black Shadows. Echoy echoes. Bleeping consoles. Lots of hi-tech looking, but apparently useless panels covered in flashing lights. Darkness. (Oh, just imagine the bat cave)

A Chair. Black, Leather, Swivelable. Facing away from the viewer. A man, sitting on it.

[The six clones enter. Y2C, inexplicably, has given himself a Darth Maul-type face pain pattern, shaven all his head, and put shark teeth on top.]

[Y2K] Suggestion: the music here is the Boss Music in Final Fantasy III. I'll post it when we start.

But then again, some of us may hate console games with a passion...
Anyway, I'm here, so the party may begin now.

*NYC cracks his knuckles, and pulls out two uzis*

Emar: We're here! AND we brought food.



Zeb: Oh, THAT'S a menacing announcement of our arrival.



Emar: Oh, and Zeb also brought one of those evil "winky"-faces from the STUMPED initiation forum.

you didn't drug and bag evillene, by any chance? those growling noises sound familiar...

I don't believe ANYONE is THAT foolish.

oooooooooo, chips.....

*The chair swivels*
Uncle heavy: What!?! How did you get in here?

I used the door right over there. See?

*NYC points to a door with a brightly lit "EXIT" sign hanging above it*

Of all the places to practice safety...

[Y2K] Yeah. What'd you expect, the Spanish Inquisition?

Happy wanders in with his deadly 'Tickleing Stick'

I swear, if I hear the words "deadly" and "tickling stick" used in the same sentence again, I will severely hurt somebody...

*silence*

aww, screw it. I was just kidding; I'll severely hurt somebody anyway!

Well seeing as i'm not going to get a scratch, it looks as though you'll have to take on members of your own team.

*Gets off chair and stands up. Beckons*

Bring it owwwwn.

By all means.

[Ancba walks up to UH and uses a Krath'Da technique to fling UH across the room, incidentally knocking over the chair]

teams? since when where were there teams in a free-for-all?

[The clones arm their lightsabers, creating a sort of rainbow]

[Y2K] Hmm ... good point.

[They start fighting each other]

Happy waves his 'Tickleling Stick' in a dangerous way at anybody who comes near him

*but nobody has actually come near him yet, so Happy doesn't actually do anything...*

finally, some action!

*NYC opens fire on Ancba. Ancba doesn't appear to enjoy being shot at*

Despite the fact that nobody has come near him - Happy continues waves his 'Deadly Tickleing Stick' in a dangerous manner