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

Grey Swordsman: }Ka-ping!{
(to the Armadillo) : "Now aren't you glad I didn't ask you to be the ball. If I couldn't make myself be made of metal... that could seriously hurt. Hey, that was a high score too. In Life-sized pinball that is. Nice job."

*Uncurls and stands up doing some stretching exercises*
"I was surprised that it can take that much out of a guy to be ricocheting off things curled in a ball... for that long."

*goes swimming*

*watches the waves.*

it's getting a little choppy now. i'm going home before a storm hits. bye guys.

*walks back up the beach*

*continues to meditate as the storm moves in*

Ahh, theres nothing like a good storm to refresh the senses.

Grey Swordsman: (to Pinkwrath) : "So you can control weather? , When I'm metalloid, I can't swim without sinking to the bottom most of the time."

*walks out of the sea like a Bond Girl*

I'm bored. Why is there never a supervillain attack when you want one?

try the city centre. there's a lot of banks there that have been quiet recently. anyway enjoy the down time while you can. you never know when the next crazy scheme is going to be hatched.

Grey Swordsman: "Dare I ask? , so do you know, if there is someplace (er, um i mean "places") where I could seperately purchase and pre-fabricate, parts for say vehicles maybe, or some devices?"

well i get most of mine from companies in the far eas... i mean i haven't the foggiest. although maybe these people can help.

*hands grey swordsman a card*

they should take care of everything. sorry i couldn't be any help myself.

Grey Swordsman: "Thanks. were there's a will (and some money too, usually that'll help ), there's a way."

"It's . Didn't help (Oh, I get it now)? That's alright..."

indeed. good luck with that.

*leaves*

Grey Swordsman: "Right-right." *turns back into Alex Ferrous and heads back to his high rise penthouse in the city.*

*the coastline is quiet*

*too quiet*

*nah, it's ok. a good blend between peaceful and boring.*

*evil eyebrows*

For several weeks there has seemed to have been quite a bit of drilling going on, further out at sea (but still well within the opening/adjacent to the coastline). -In a certain place.

[Fishman]: "Uub! Snorkle-snorkledge-y duun! `~`!!
!
[translation: "The time, it fast approaches...!"]
}glub! glub!!{
[further translation]: "Come comrades! Let us rally the great underbeast!!"]

you know there's a hootoo language called bubblish which is just loads of oooOOOOooo...'s that people talk in. might be useful for these fish guys.

: Oh, - I mean, um- Oooh<- , yes?