Time to get 21st century on his arse!

The Six were pulled along in the net by 4 muscular, and not overly
dressed clowns. 'I say my old boy, we sure are in a slight pickle
here, hey?'
Keats rolled his eyes at Jack, for some reason, he wasnt quite as
messed up as the rest. If he REALLY concentrated, he could just about
visualise where he was.. just.. not where.. Jimmy trooted along
behind tyhe net whining. He ventured a question
'Jack, i know weve been friends along time, but its about Jimmy. How
long have we known him?'
Jack looked cock eyed at Keats, firstly for the odd usage of words,
and secondly for the question
'Jimmy? well chummer, I can safely say weve always had him about!'
Keats looked directly into his friends eyes
'I know weve always had him about, but did we have him yesterday?'
Jack laughed 'Ohh, you mean when we lost him down the well, that WAS
an adventure wasnt it?'
Keats gave up, Jack was a dead case. The net stopped moving, and
opened at the top. Two armed Clowns usherd them out.
Boffo spoke 'What are you doing here... spying? well, youve found us,
what do you intend to do now?'
Keats was about to speak, when Jack threw himself upwards to stand
face to face with the lead clown. 'Weve come here to investigate the
wierd disturbances in our village! those eerie lights on saturday
night coupled with the odd smells from the valley, plus the Jewel
heist last week, and now your hiding in this abandoned castle, well,
as soon as we get out, you can be sure the police will know!'
Boffo looked at him and laughed! He nodded to the guard who took a
long draw from his cigar, before pumping a round from his gun into
Jack.. who fell.. slowly. The man laughed again 'Well, what ARE you
then? hmm, to answer that mans questions, the lights and smells from
your "valley" are the neon lights and excreted waste from the curry
houses, Jewelry heist? what would we want with jewels? Castle, nu uh,
Botanical gardens on the ship, and this is NO village, this is a
renegade space vessel designated "Blue Dwarf"'
Jack stirred 'Well, that hurt like hell, im 100-percent, totally
spent!' and collapsed again. Jane shuffled over him.
Severn chirped next 'How queer, what have you done to this mans
speech?'
The clown stood dynamically 'Well, Coco, send that result back to the
labs for analysis. Your friend, and yourselves have been successfull
test subjects for the IRR Gun, you can be pleased...'
Keats began to growl...
OOC-dont worry folks, its gonna be over soon