Efof - "Signing up"

Who: Efof and everybody else planet side
Where: French Planet
When: During insertion
Efof stood at the back of a really ling line of `Dwarfers who were
queuing to get into the French compound. He had two of his hands in
his pockets, and picked his nose and his ear with the other two.
He waved up the queue to Mk.8 to make a rude comment about his hat,
but Mk8 wasn't listening, or more likely was ignoring him. Efof of
course couldn't say much, as he himself was wearing a silly hat, as he
often did to cover up his genitals. Today it was a striped beanie in
the colours of the French flag.
After a few minutes of queuing however he got to some kind of desk
where a French lieutenant wanted to take down his name and give him a
uniform.
"Efof Yuwan'Kar" he said proudly.
He got a funny look from the lieutenant. Efof sagged his shoulders.
"Yes it's a real name!"
The man wrote it down then ordered him to take off his hat.
"Erm…. Actually do you mind if I keep it on?"
The French lieutenant stood up. "Non, ziz is a travesty! Zat hat is
offensive to our country!"
"What? But it's the French flag! How is that offensive?" Efof asked
innocently.
"You have it the wrong way around, ziz is actually the flag of
Yugoslavia!" The frenchman said, sounding extremely pissed off.
"Alright alright, sheesh." Said Efof, and removed his hat, for a
moment baring his naked genitals, before turning the hat around and
putting it back on.
The Frenchman dropped his jaw in shock. He flapped it a bit before he
spoke again.
"Non non non! Zis is an even greater travesty! You are using ze flag
to cover up your peepee! We cannot allow zat!"
Efof looked around, then leaned closer. "So you're saying you want me
to walk around naked?"
He then pulled his hat off so that his genitals were almost in the
mans face.
The Frenchman looked away in shock and disgust. "Oh Please! Just wear
this beret instead."
He gave Efof a black beret and a uniform, then shouted "NEXT"
Efof didn't move however, he unfolded the uniform and took a look at
it. "What is this?"
He waved his four arms at the man. The man looked at them. "Sacre
bleur! You have four arms!"
Efof nodded in a really obvious manner. "Durrr!" he said.
The French lieutenant held up his arms in confusion. "But how could
zat be, you are a freak and you have no place in zis army!"
"Hey, now hold on mate, I thought your army accepted all types of
ethnic minorities…"
"We do, but you are a freak and you are not getting in. NEXT!"
"Hold on! If you allow ethnic minorities, then answer this… have you
seen anyone with four arms before?"
"Non"
"Then I'm a minority right?"
"Erm… Oui?"
"Then by letting me in I'm being discriminated against and I should go
tell your superior?"
A look of panic came across the lieutenants face. "Actually monsieur,
I think we can get you a special uniform. Go in, merci!"
Efof grinned and entered the compound.
He followed a long line of `Dwarfers who were shown into a barracks
building, and he was given a bunkbed.
Efof was generally excited about this, he had never slept in a bunkbed
before and immediately baggsied the top bunk, which he excitedly
climbed up to and started jumping up and down, making the entire bed
shake.
He heard an annoyed voice from below shout out to him. "Oi stop that
or you'll break the entire bed!"
Efof leaned over to see who his bunk-buddy would be…
< OOC - Tag to whoever wants to be Efof's bunkmate and be potentially
driven mad! >