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

Welcome to the Bikini Party celebrating the end of the H2G2 Bikini Competition!
We're holding the party in the Zero Gravity Nightclub, so feel free to dance, drink, and generally do what you do at nightclubs - enjoying the 0G effect.
If you weren't involved in the bikini competition, feel free to dance here anyway.
So, welcome to the Party!!!

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*enters*
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*looks around*
I'm the first?
Can't stay though.. I'll be back later to dance with the winner...

Does that mean that if I don't win, you won't want to dance with me...?
*Flutters eyelashes seductively*

*Drags a big watertank in and places it in a corner under a couple of palms. Puts a barstool and a bartable next to it*

There, that should do it. Now my mermaid will not have to leave so soon in order to keep her fishtail wet

I'll have to leave now. Please tell her I'll be back soon, should she arrive before my return.

*notes the big water tank in the corner* {I will inform Aquamarina that heris waiting for her}
Well, voting is now over!
Does that mean I can change out of my chain-mail bikini now?

*SPLASH*

My own tank!
Thank you Pierce!
I am keeping ~my~ bikini on, Seven!
AquaMarina the Mermaid
*splashes tail with delight*

Evening all - I wasn't even in the competition, but I was gracious and cast my vote, so here I am...

Arghhh!

*Goof screams and chases the vodka and tonic that floated out of his glass with no Gravity to hold it down*

*does back somersault and plunges a straw into the floating vodka/tonik globule sucking it dry just before it hits Emily*

Phew, that was close. Nearly a nasty waste of good spirit there.
Oh, er, and I wouldn't have wanted to get you wet, of course, Emily.

*Doffs cap, respectfully*

Clever the way all that water stays in the tank in zero gravity... most impressive...

*does a back-flip just because she can here*

Btw, do we get to have exit polls? You can't have an election without woefully inaccurate exit polls!

*Goof starts to make an "I Demand a Recount!" placard*

*flutter of wings*
*tries unsuccessfully to land & ends up in the tank instead*
*SPLOSH*
AAGH!
Sorry, Aquamarina!
One soggy GB clambers out of the pool, dripping water flying around everywhere, drenching Lucinda and Goof...
Oops! Sorry! I'll er, just go & change my wet Angel gown...
*flutter of wet wings*

*fits the tank with an "area limited gravity utensil" and scoops all the water back into it. Sits on the barstool next to the tank*

There, that's better. Can anyone serve me a plasticbag of bloody mary? And a seaweed-cocktail for my tailtwisting friend

Hi there, AGB. Long time no see. (Hope the mermaid does not get jealous if I give you a for old times sake.)

*walks into the bar, gets a stange feeling in the neck, caused by an inhomogenous gravity field*
*runs straight into one of GB's floating waterdrops, swallows it accidentally and starts to cough like an old steamboat*
*the recoil of the coughs sets him in motion, floating around in the Zero gravity bar.*
*As he drifts over the watertank, its small local gravity field starts to draw him towards the water. Becoming aware of the imminent danger of getting drowned in ~water~, he makes one last, well calculated cough that pushes him towards the bar.*
*There he drills a hole into the floor, sets a plug and a crotch and lashes himself to the floor using his shoelaces and his towel.*

Can I have a plastic bag with some , please?

*floats in, wearing a most smashing tox, 1970's special agent style, with sunglasses and bulge under left arm*
*looks around*
Who won?

Er, we are still waiting for the results, but dr. Goof is already planning a recount-campaign - that's in case our reVOTE-campaign fails

Hi, Jeremy, catch! *slowly launches a plasticbag filled with in the direction of the bar - much in the same way you would launch a paper flyer*

*catches the beerbag*

Thanks, !

*gets cramped in style* Oh.. still counting, eh? Well, it was the ballots fault. I voted for the other one...

*sips , and rests elbow nonchalantly on the bar, scoping out the other partyees*

I would love to have a plastic bag of bloody mary, but I'm afraid some mixed them up with the plastic bags of real blood

Oooops! Shouldn't have mentioned that. Here come the and the

*fights bravely to remain calm as he floats off the bar*
The vampires? Oh, dear... *swallows the rest of the * Anybody got any garlic or salt or anything?