Subject: Re: fanfic request Car 54 where the @#* are you!
From: Keener
Date: 11/19/1997, 2:33 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com
Reply-to:
otakunxs@bellsouth.net

bogue@negia.net wrote:

Ryoucilo
Bogue@negia.net
Say does anyone have Car 54 where the #*@ are you. If you do please send it
to me.
Ja ne

<A bishonen male in black armor, pathetically hidden by a trenchcoat and
sunglasses teleports in, followed by a bald young man wearing the same,
minus the armor. He is carrying a briefcase>

Krudd: You wook widculus Keener.

Keener: Humph, it's not my fault you ALWAYS wear trenchcoat and shades,
of course you'll look better in them.

Krudd: Whatever <looks to the slightly stunned fanfic author, still
sitting at the computer, trying like hell to deny the two figure's
existence behind them> Here <tosses the author a folder marked danger,
secret spooky stuff inside... woooooooo!> the fic you wequested. But you
weally shouwd be mowe cawefull.

Keener: <adjusts shades dramatically> NEVER post fic requests directly
to the list unless you have no other choice. Just ask whoever brought it
to your attention, check the FFML Synposis, or ask the author first.
Tybalt is always watching.

Krudd: Wuckiwy, you asked for a Keener fic, so inevitabwy, it'll all be
fowgotten, sayonowa! 

<a portal of void opens up behind them and they walk out, Keener trying
his best to strike a pose in his new duds, while Krudd sighs>

Ryoucilo: What the hell was THAT?!?!

Martial(artist) In Bandanna: That was simply an illusion of the light
reflecting off the best swapgas Uranus can produce <Ranma look alike
wearing black suit spins his bamboo umbrella and Keener is forgotten
once more>

(Note: I'll send you the fic in just a bit, 'kay?)

Ryoucilo: What fic?

(Note: sigh...)

FFIRC. C&C? It's what we do!
Revenge's End Mad Bishonen Boy
Caretaker of the Dark and Lonely Place (COR Deaconate)
Krudd (Krillian and Elmer Fudd Amalgalm, don't ask)
The Parrot King
Kaizer Soize
MidnightWriter's Guild Member

(And the Moon was as blood, the Storms crashed and the Seas BOILED!)
(Typical, thought the Lobsters)  
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