Ok, earlier this week I posted an idea.  The idea was to post lots and lots
revengefic shorts (or long pieces if you want) based on the idea presented
in Scott Jamison's 'Sause' all at once, hopefully to RAAC.  Now, about half
an hour ago I looked in my mailbox, and WOW!, Nightelf had sent me a piece.
I'm amazed.  I never really expected this to go anywhere.  Now I extend
the challenge everyone once again.  Write a fic where a charactor or two
who's life you messed with comes back for a little ironic vengance.  Post
it to the ML, and send a copy to me with your permission for me to post
your story, and on or around halloween, I will post it all to RAAC.  Now
this doesn't only go for the Ranma writers out there.  I'd also love to see
anyone who's messed with anything post, whether it's Ranma, BGC, Sailor
Moon, DragonBall Z, AKO, or anything else that's been fit to mangle.

Later all.


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frosty                                         bmfrosty@cris.com
Anime Fanatic/Snes User/Weird Al Worshiper/Hechee Dragon/Whovian
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   The man appeared to be in his mid-twenties, with his shoulder-length
brown hair tied back into a pony-tail.  His Soun-style mustache and day-old
whiskers gave him a scruffy appearance.  He stood six feet tall, and might
have been an imposing figure if he were in better shape.
   He climbed wearily out of his car and headed for the front door to his
trailer, wanting only to get out of his Little Caesar's uniform and get
online.  He fumbled for his door key, wondering if this was the night that
the lock on the door would finally jam completely and force him to break
something to get inside.  Fortunately, the lock worked more-or-less
correctly, and he stepped inside the darkened trailer.
   "I understand you're looking for a housemate," came a voice from the
darkness.  The man jumped in startlement and turned around, trying to see
whoever it was who had invaded his home.
   "Um, whoever you are, it's generally considered polite to call first...."
he commented.  "Who are you, anyway?"
   "Turn on the lights, you idiot," came another voice.  "I think you'll
recognize us."
   The man blinked.  He hadn't even known the second person was there.
Reaching out for the switch behind him, he did as he was instructed, and
looked at his two uninvited guests.  Both were female and good-looking, but
there were few other similarities between them.  One was short and blonde,
her hair tied back in a pony-tail similar to the man's, only a bit longer,
and restrained by a yellow-and-black headband.  She wore jeans and a
T-shirt, with a camouflage jacket.  Combat boots adorned her feet.  She
looked at her host with cold green eyes and a glower that seemed to be
permanently etched on her face.
   The other was of medium height, younger than the other woman, with short
brown hair and a pleasant smile that seemed to hold a promise of interesting
times ahead.  She also wore jeans and a T-shirt, the T-shirt's slogan
saying, "I went to Spaceship Land and all I got was this lousy T-shirt."  As
the man watched, the woman absently gave her T-shirt a slight shake and the
words on it flowed and reformed into another slogan--"Kiss me, I'm a Devil
Hunter."
   The brown-haired woman glanced down at the new slogan and warned her
host, "Don't get any ideas--I'm not here for that."
   The man was now staring at his two guests, openmouthed in shock.
"Y-you're Miko," he stammered, pointing at the taller of the two women.
"And you're C-ko Hibiki...." he continued, now pointing at the other one.
"H-how...?"
   "Haven't you been reading your email?" C-ko Hibiki snorted.
   "Oh, damn...the SKJAM! revengefic challenge," the man muttered.  "I guess
I should've expected you, C-koH...."
   "Damn right you should have," the blond woman growled.  "After you blew
up my home city, killed off everyone I ever cared about, and left me to be
molested by a gang of bandits, you can expect that I'm not too pleased with
you, Outram."
   The man paled and protested, "But things get better for you later,
honest!  You learn how to fight and protect yourself and you get Ryoga!
C'mon, where do you think your last name came from?"
   "Really?" C-koH asked. "I don't see any of that written anywhere...."
   "I'm still writing it!  I just haven't had much time lately..." the man
pleaded.  "Give me more time...."
   Miko stepped forward.  "That's why we're here, David.  To help solve your
problems."
   "Can't we just beat the hell out of him and go home?" C-koH muttered,
much to David's distress.
   David, obviously trying to get the subject off of C-koH's desires, turned
to Miko and asked, "Why are you here, Miko?  Your life is pretty good."
   Miko nodded.  "True, but you haven't written very much of it in your fanfic."
   "I've written quite a bit about you in the Sig Wars, though," David argued.
   "The Sig Wars is *not* your fanfiction," Miko asserted.  "You're *way*
behind on that, and we aim to see that you get back on it."
   "*And* my side-story," added C-koH.  "And it better start looking a bit
more positive for me in there soon."
   David sank into a nearby sofa and sighed. "I started those stories back
when my job was nice and slow.  I could sit around for an hour at a stretch
and just write.  Now we're too damn busy for me to sit down at all.  Plus,
I'm working more hours."
   Miko nodded.  "Okay, that's a start.  We need to slow things down at your
job."
   David shook his head.  "If things get too slow again, they might decide
to close the place down.  Not a good idea.  And I need the hours to afford
to live here--or anywhere, for that matter.  I can't just move back in with
my parents."
   C-koH threw her hands up and snarled, "Great!  This is going to take
forever!"
   Miko nodded resignedly.  "We'll have to stay here for a while, I suspect.
I hope you don't mind having us as your new housemates?"
   David shrugged.  "No problem, as long as you can pay your share of the
bills.  That will actually help a lot.  These bills are killing me."
   C-koH looked at Miko coldly. "Do *not* bring anybody home to play.  Not
while I'm sharing a room with you."
   "You are no fun at all, C-ko--has anyone ever told you that?"
   "Only every day."
   "Oh--that reminds me--David, how's your love life?" Miko suddenly asked.
   David's only response was, "Ulp...."

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* Kent Magami and David Outram (kmagami@hsonline.net) *
*Second Deacon of Ryoga, Tracker of the Wandering One *
*Co-founder and High Priest of the Holy Order of A-ko *
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*  I thought this was the shallow end! -- Yohko Mano  *
*                                                     *
*  Today, I got up early. This may never happen again.*
* But you...you...over a stupid, petty...B-ko, you    *
* idiot! -- A-ko Magami                               *
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