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- Hitch Hikers Guide To The Net
- Episode 5 - Netrothea
-
- (The Infinity is about to land on Netrothea. It is here that Xaphod hopes
- to find a wealth of data to sell back to the Net for immense profits.)
-
- Rod: Okay Martin, lets land.
-
- Martin: Do we have to?
-
- Xaphod: Yes!
-
- Martin: Very well.
-
- Gillian: Cheer up Martin, maybe you'll meet a nice lady android.
- Wouldn't that be nice.
-
- Martin: Not really.
-
- Arnold Lint:How 'bout a nice male android?
-
- Martin: That's right more abuse, aren't things bad enough already?
- Besides, how can an android be homosexual? Come to think of
- it, we can't be heterosexual either! How dreadful.
-
- Rod: Quiet, we've landed.
-
- Xaphod: How fantastic!
-
- Gillian: How wonderful.
-
- Martin: How awful.
-
- All: Oh shut up!
-
- Xaphod: Right, lets go!
-
- (The door to the Infinity opens to reveal the landscape of Netrothea. It
- is indeed a strange landscape. The ground has the consistency of a
- partially frozen waterbed covered with rich Corinthian leather. Flames
- spring forth from the soil in primordial splendor, displaying brilliant
- patterns of red and green. Off in the distance, great orange hills
- reflect the light of the purple sun. Polka-dotted polygram clouds move
- swiftly in uneven patterns across the blue and grey striped sky. The hills
- seemed to have been polished by the winds of time into huge reflective
- mounds which make light dance on the valleys below. Great forests of
- trees are off to the right. The trees are only 4 feet tall, but 20 feet
- wide. Stainless steel leaves hang from their bubble gum branches as pink
- and black steam spews from their exposed roots. The air stings with the
- scent of stale oysters and rotting, 3 day old, MacDougals BigMuck's.
- There is still no sign of civilization. The 12" CRT on Xaphod's shoulder
- starts up: "This is David Halfmind. Tomorrow on 'Good Morning Idiots',
- we'll discuss herpes, the death penalty, and aerobics at the office. We'll
- also be talking with Yassir Arrafat about fashions for hot climates . In
- addition, we'll have some wonderful holiday recipes from the Ayatollah
- Khomieni. Also, don't miss our special feature, 'A trip to the Police
- Morgue', which we'll show right after the weather report."]
-
-
- Gillian: Ugh, how awful.
-
- Martin: That's what I keep telling you.
-
- Xaphod: Wow, what a great place for a vacation.
-
- Arnold Lint:Yah, if you enjoy misery.
-
- ["The Hitch Hikers Guide to the Net" lists Netrothea as being in the top
- 10 places frequented by masochists. The wretched climate and unfriendly
- people (who used to inhabit the place) made Netrothea about as much fun as
- a spinal tap performed with a boat hook. Netrothea's popularity waned as
- more and more places of vastly inferior quality were either discovered or
- created. When these new, modern, haunts-for-the-very-sick hit the market,
- old establishments (like Netrothea) were doomed. The Netrothean government
- tried to boost tourist trade by offering 'Club Mud' vacations to
- Netrothea's famous 'Bile Bog', but it was to no avail.]
-
- Martin: I can't even enjoy misery, I hate this place too.
-
- Rod: Quiet!
-
- Xaphod: Lets go over there.
-
- (Arnold Lint and crew make their way around the 20 foot wide trees, past
- the 40 foot tall monolith, under the stop watch draped over the towel
- rack, and over the 10 foot diameter pimple. They finally arrive at a door
- set into the ground. A stuffed penguin stands by the door, on it's head is
- a button labeled "Ring for Verbal Abuse". Etched into the door are the
- words:
-
- "X = 101010 Copyrighted by Deep Thought, so bug off".)
-
- Arnold Lint:One-Zero-One-Zero-One-Zero? What does it mean?
-
- Xaphod: I don't know?
-
- Gillian: Should we press the button?
-
- Rod: Might as well.
-
- Xaphod: (Trying to open the door) Yah, the door's locked anyway.
- Arnold, why don't YOU press the button.
-
- Arnold Lint:Thank you very much, I think not.
-
- Martin: All right, I'll do it.
-
- (Martin presses the button, the door flies open, and a man pops out to
- great the Infinity crew. He is dressed in a business suit and sports a
- "Stupidity is it's own reward" button on his jacket.)
-
- Man: Well, what do you want you smelly, squirming insignificant
- vermin?
-
- Rod: We wanted to get in the door . . . who are you?
-
- Man: Oh, I'm Flarg Brittashik, awfully nice to meet you.
-
- Xaphod: (Confused) You're names' what?
-
- Flarg: FLARG BRITTASHIK, what are deaf as well as stupid? What a
- bunch of mindless, horrific oafs!
-
- Arnold Lint:Look you, just let us in the door and then push off!!
-
- Flarg: Why didn't you say so, follow me.
-
- (Flarg descends down the stairs, the rest follow. The stairs form a
- spiral, with a half-gainer twist, descending at an incredible rate to the
- interior of Netrothea. The stairway is lit by the glow from halibut fished
- out of the sea around the nearby nuclear power plant.)
-
- Rod: Where are we going?
-
- Flarg: WHERE ARE WE GOING?! What a perfectly stupid question. We're
- obviously going down you sickening, malodorous pervert!
-
- Gillian: Do you realize that you're insulting us, and then the next
- moment being polite to us?
-
- Flarg: Oh, am I? I hadn't noticed.
-
- Rod: Well it's bloody annoying, mate.
-
- Flarg: Well, tough rocko's if I do, you wiper of other people's
- behinds!
-
- [The act of wiping other peoples behinds, according to "The Hitch Hikers
- Guide to the Net", was once considered a quite honorable profession in
- certain areas of the Net. In fact, many of the old regimes went so far as
- to have Royal Behind Wipers (or RBW's for those readers used to TLA's -
- three letter acronyms) whose sole task it was to walk around behind his
- or her appointed monarch with toilet paper in hand and perform the
- specified duty. Although this may seem an unpopular job, the pay was quite
- good. As such, positions as Royal 'Pooper Scoopers' were often granted
- based on tournaments. These tournaments resembled the earth's olympics
- except for two facets. First, all events (actually, they only lasted for
- one event) were fought to the death. And second, any event thought up had
- to involve the creative use of human excrement. ]
-
- Martin: You know, I would have thought any place as awful as this
- might have been amusing to me. But it's just as bad as the
- rest of the Net. Good thing I'm just an android and don't
- have to ponder the reasons why the Net is as it is. I can just
- be content knowing that it can only get worse.
-
- Xaphod: One more word out of you, and I'll go at your memory banks
- with a chain saw!!!
-
- ******************** End Of Part 5 ********************
-
- What will Arnold Lint and the crew of the Infinity find in Netrothea? Will
- Flarg Brittashik insult them to distraction? Or are they already
- distracted? Will Xaphod end up doing a lumber jack-job on Martin's memory
- banks? In the off chance of being told the answers to these, and other,
- ad-libed questions . . . Tune in next time . . . same Net-time . . .
- same Net-channel.
-
- danielle