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

*24 of 42, Dog-Borg King, walks into the shooting range. Drones fill the area, mechanizing everything*

The hive...ah, I feel at home...

*awaits the arrival of his queen*

*The Queen arrives, attended by half a dozen drones who bear a resemblence to the mortal unassimilated alternate persona's man servants. She looks around, and nods her head in approval at the work her King has directed his drones to do.*

*kneels to the queen*

It is as you said it would be...
*kisses her hand*

*goes with drones to begin the assimilation of another page*
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*grins, extreamly pleased with herself* I just assimilated a new drone for the collective. He should stop by the collective shortly, and introduce himself... I asked him to add his designation to his name. Shouldn't we have a page with a listing of our drones?

"still groggy and unsure on his legs"

How come no-one sells that stuff?

Ah life! Actually think that may have been more "Everything" thank you.

Need time to recover now .....

*giggles and pats her new little drone on his sleepy little head*

They're so cute when they regenerate!

Well I have been know to....

Welcome to the collective, 28 I see you have good taste... being assimilated by our queen is, well, quite entertaining Unfortunately, some people take more convincing

I'll have Red Dog one of these days, I promise.

*raises eyebrow*

*ponders ways to assimilate people that aren't actually here...*

*decides to abduct one, as 24 and Sergeant Mushroom appear in the center of the hive*

Now, my dear...You have a choice. Join us of your own free will, and I will tell you all about the Grail... or force us to assimilate you. Either way, you will be assimilated. Resistance, as you know, is futile. But surrender...that can be sweet

*shakes head*

That's okay...I still think I'll pass. The process may be fun, but the consequences, as is life, most certainly would not be

Are you still holding me?

*Appears through wormhole, very peeved and lightly tossing a large thermo-nuclear device in one hand.*

Did you notice that I am now very peeved and that I am lightly tossing a large thermo-nuclear device in one hand? You scared away my moogles! And, I might add, your drones ate ALL my biscuits before leaving!


THIS ENDS HERE.

*glares at the meanie who wants to hurt ~her~ sweet drones. She catches, and harshly throws a thermo-nuclear device right back at Mystrunner's head*

This does not stop here, you stop here! *growls*

*Startled, Mystrunner catches the device, wondering how it ever left his hand.*

You know, I don't like USING these things. I just needed something to toss lightly, and it was just lying around. Now, I was under the impression that you, of all people, were a god, and not only that, but had insulted my "mortality", if you will.

Why did you do that?

*Pins shroom against the wall (seductively, of course), and wires shoot out and wrap around her wrists--but not her feet*

so tell me shroom... what would it take to get you to agree to assimilation? ahhh, I know...

What if I told you I could get rid of the BUTTON?!

*from somewhere in the rafters in a shadow near the corner*

DON'T DO IT, SARGE!