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

[Troy] And Sylvia wins the battle! Congradulations, Sylvia! You've won the Duel with Misty! What are you going to do next?

Sorry, sorry, I meant to put that in another forum. I habitually have more than one window open, and, y'know ...

*sea wonders to herself if she just gave away yet ANOTHER weakness, then shrugs*

[sea] i can't die, dear. as a superhero, you are obligated to believe that everyone deserves to live and everyone should have a chance to rehabilitate themselves. besides, if you kill me, you'll break continuity. regardless...

*sea runs toward PW (who looks shocked) and does a flip over PW's head, landing behind her. sea ducks as PW spins around and knocks PW's feet out from under her with a sweep kick*

[Mewtwo] }Good, that's got rid of Zeb.{

[Vekura] {Now, if anyone will start converging on us ...}

*sea throws a handful of jellybeans at the pokemon, then crouches and waits for PW to regain consciousness*

<...Somewhere in Africa...>





<...A tour group in a jeep gasps in amazement and begins snapping photos...>

<...the radar at a small Nigerian military outpost is beeping wildly...>





< A bright blue ball of energy tears over the savanna. From inside, Zeb can be heard continuing his stream of expletives...>

Zeb: ...Rassafraggin'KrabbleGraggin'DadburnVarmintOfADederlatt-...!!!

(lol)

Oh I didn't really mean KILL, sea. It was just poetry bluster! And that darn Poetry Beam likes coming up with that stuff

Poetry Woman now has a lump on her head. She wakes up, groans; her beam sputters a bit before coming back to life. She aims her poetry beam at sea (but since, you know, she's all groggy, she doesn't aim too well at all) and sends a blast of green light at her. It liquidises the flying jellybeams which melt all over the ground. Meanwhile the beam seems about to hit Mewtwo!

HORROR!!!!

Poetry Woman

So? Frisbee or what. Oh what the hey.
*Ignites claws and walks slowly and menacingly towards...Emar*

*Pulls out a Freem-edged Maim-O-Frisbee. Sets it on fire. Exposes it to radiation. Sharpens it. Recharges it. Readies it otherwise.*

Emar: Nyuk nyuk nyuk!

<...and jams two fingers into UH's eyes...>

<...Strangely, the fingers pass through Heavy's head as if incorporeal. They cause no physical damage to his eyes whatsoever, but instead produce a bright light that blinds UH...>

Emar(as UH reels from blinditude(no, it's not a word. So sue me.)): Sorry, Heavy. I'm actually still on the "Midnight Maggot." Never left the bridge, in fact. You're fighting a hologram of me; sorry, I didn't even know I'd turned the damn thing on.

<...the blast curves east of the South Pole, and swings back north, tavelling up the globe's opposite hemisphere;... Continued screaming and swearing...>

[YK] I resemble that remark!

[sea] do you now?

*Draws back arm.*

*SPANG!*

The Maim-O-Frisbee bounces off Boy Heavy's bonce.

*And sticks into his forhead a la Crouching tiger Hidden dragon. He staggers around, comedy style, before pitching forward, a wickedly curved blade jutting from his temple.*

[sea] was that movie any good?

[Mewtwo] }I wouldn't know, having not seen it.{

I haven't seen it either, but I heard that it's pretty cool; Hong Kong action with IQ, I think. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some screaming/careening across the South Pacific to do...







Zeb: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#@$!#!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#@$%!$&!!*AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!$!%!@#@...!!!!!!!!!




<...spherical blast continues onward, raising a mighty wake in the sea beneath it....>

For Bob's sake, Zeb, will you let US do something in the duel?? Oh my Bob, this is as bad as when BigC took over the Esirpretne forum!!