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

*with a mighty roar the ceiling on an eerily deserted U132659 gives way and a strange assortment of characters (some riding Bison and others dressed in more than slightly dubious clothing) falls into the uspace from F42866?thread=267415&post=3370689#p3370689*

*a forlorn plastic daffodil can be seen poking out of a large pile of Bison odure and debris*

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

*Oof*

*uncoherent mumbling*

*There's a huge flash, and everyone feels momentarily disorientated. When they recover, they realize that most of the uspace is now filled with a large shuttle and an awful lot of minced bison.*

Hi everyone!

*Waves*

What happened to the herring?

*falling down from above, the Dewey Demon spills his hot cup of on Peter, and is rapidly followed by the herring*

*falls down in the corner and crashes through a dusty table, tries to move and groans*

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

*an unseen figure slams into the couch with quite visible effect*

...owwwwww...my head...

*NYC's buffalo slows for a bit, now that all of its brethren seem to be plastered on the side of a conveniently placed shuttle... and the walls, the ceiling, the floor that isn't there anymore...*

eeeeeEEEE *WHUMP*

*The buffalo charges off in a rather forlorn state, tho you'd never notice because buffalos aren't prone to showing their forlorn state, or maybe NYC wasn't paying attention thanks to his mild concussion and concerns as to the stability of whereever he is. Weren't the H2G2 engineers aware of the inevitability of buffalo stampedes? They HAVE been known to teleport...*

There he is!

*Frantically tries to clear the shuttle's weaponry of bison debris*

*NYC gets up and dusts himself off - unsuccessfully, before he's hit with the awful stench of piles of dead herring, which weren't as fresh as he was lead to believe, and soon after he's hit again by flying pieces of buffalo jerky being tossed back from a very frantic Peter*

Hey! *smack* Just how do you think MJKorson *smack* would feel if he know you *smack* were using his Uspace *smack* as a shuttle parking bay?!

*that first comma should be a dash, that "know" should be a "knew", suddenly I'm terrible at my own language*

*Corrupt staggers up and looks at the rather beat-up NYC*

Like you were *ever* good at language...

*she looks up forlornly at the very, very distant ceiling of NYC's Uspace. Looking around, she makes a mad dash for the door, which seems to be jammed with some unidentifiable goop.*

*Of course, nobody could see any of this, so where she goes next to contemplate things is of no importance whatsoever.*

*the plastic daffodil moves slightly and a barely audible groan can be heard*

*NYC gets the bright idea to ebb the tab of his in the supervillains' weapons shop with a timely kidnapping. NYC pulls a baseball bat from his coat--... err, tubetop, and sneaks amidst the buffalo remains*

oh, Red dog! Reeeeed Dog! Olly olly oxenfree!

*wonders how many other librarians have sat in a pile of buffalo remains wearing a hot pink cardigan and smelling of fish*

*decides to track down Corrupt by following the footprints in the goop*

*Manages to free a weapon, which proceeds to cover NYC in some exceptionally sticky blue goo*

Do you like to chew blue goo too sir?

*digs self out of goop and rubble*

*picks up lightsaber, activates it, and goes after NYC*

*the plastic daffodil starts to wilt*

*The plastic daffodil gets covered in the blue goo and melts completely*