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

I prefer subtlety over outright foolishness personally. But to each his own. I suggest you leave, unless you are geeling particularly stupid.

Ah, Changeling. I thought it might be you. You should leave too before the authorities show up.

*glances about*

authorities are fun, I've known my fair share of them. Anyways, a fire hydrant can mingle inconspicously whenever and wherever he pleases.

*wanders down the street to turn off the annoying alarm*

That sounds a little too much like an innuendo to me, or an excuse to wear a dress. Either way, I don't like it :p

*turns back to Chaos.*

now. where were we?

Verbally sparring I believe you haggle-toothed crone

haggle-toothed? crone? i believe you're getting me confused with your mother.

who needs an excuse to wear a dress? I could simply do this...

*alters shape into the Crimson Lady*

but I prefer this,

*alters shape into Prof Chaos*

Does your bum look big in this?

*alters shape into a crow and wings away*

*Shakes gauntlet into the sky as Changeler flies away* Next time my friend, next time.

Leave him. He is gone now.

*poops on the gauntlet*

*smiles* Nice gauntlet. I prefer my gadgets a little more compact.

*alters shape once again and flies off to find a nice cup of tea*

Don;t make too much of a mess of the City, or Pink Strom will rain almighty vengeance upon you both I'm sure.

*Uses high electrical charge of the gauntlet to make the poop explode, mostly over Spectre, though some goes on the floor and a tad on Chaos' lab coat*

Damn, I'll need a dry cleaners.

*looks down at his poop stained suit.*

oh dear. you will pay for that.

Don't look at me, look at Changeling - he dropped the level to scattology. Then again I don't know if aliens have any tender to pay with.

who said anything about aliens?

*shoots electricity bolt at Chaos*

*as the sparks clear away Spectre has disappeared*

*Tries to fight his way through the sparks, after they clear he looks around*

Dem them, dem them all. Soon, soon they will pay.

*Stalks menacingly back to his mansion, punching through every occasional wall*

*an unnoticed figure watches from the shadows before slinking away*

until next time

Errr... I know I missed all this but when pray tell did I wear a dress?