and here's some quick C&C for a  Quick Mystery Fusion:

take it or leave it as you will...

     Keiichi Morisato delivered a swift kick to the still moving body
of his foe.  That grenade he had scavenged had proved quite useful...
said foe's lower half was presently halfway across the room.  What could
only be called a nasty grin appeared on his face as he carefully
positioned the buisiness end of his recently acquired shotgun directly
between his foe's eyes.  "Die, bastard," he stated slowly, luxuriating
in the feeling of power.  A moment and a trigger-pull later, two
barrel's worth of shotgun ammo suceeded in turning his foe's head into
something vaguely resembling swiss cheese.

Hmmmmmm...Keiichi as a nasty, gun-toting bastard instead of a simpering 
weenie...interesting.  Resident Evil crossover maybe?

<snip>

        "Damn it!" he muttered under his breath.  It was a t-junction,

I think it's T-junction,, but I could be wrong

<snip>

        The sound of gunfire alerted him to the fact that he should
probably have faced the other direction.  Keiichi did a quick 180,
dropping to the floor.  Four enemies, and one of them had a shotgun of
his own.  Keiichi rolled to avoid the incoming fire, salviating over the

salivating

        Keiichi quickly divsted his fallen foes of their ammunition.
Carefully reloading his shotgun, he smiled.  The more powerful weapon
made him feel far more secure.  However, his joy at finding the ammo

divested

<snip>

onto the Yggdrasil system and activating the voice communication
protocol.  He briefed a sigh of relief when he discovered that whatever
was keeping his radio from working wasn't stopping the uplink.
"Belldandy!"

breathed, not briefed

        "Keiichi!  Are you alright?"

        "Apparently," he replied with a slight grin.  "Listen, do you
have maps of the Phobos moon base? I'm presently at station," and he
rattled off a quick sequence of numbers.

You might just want to make up that sequence of numbers, it sounds odd the 
way it is.

        "Just a moment.  Skuld is checking right now."

        A low growl sounded behind him.  "I don't think I have a
moment," Keiichi stated, then groaned as the connection was abruptly
severed.  He rose and turned around, pistol raised.  "Fucking demons."

Yes, oh tortured, er... beloved, readers.

It's nothing other than "Ah! Megami-sama! Knee-Deep in the Dead!"

Disclaimer: Ah! Megami-sama belongs to Kousuke Fujishima.
DOOM, on the other hand, belongs to iD Software, and is the greatest
First
Person Shooter of all time.

Heh...DOOM.  Haven't played that in a while.  Anyway, this was a neat little 
fusion here.

C-Ya ='P

Jon Osborne

Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which 
produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, 
which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad 
breath. This made him ...what? A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by 
halitosis.

             -Just meting out some punishment



_________________________________________________________________
MSN Photos is the easiest way to share and print your photos: 
http://photos.msn.com/support/worldwide.aspx


             .---Anime/Manga Fanfiction Mailing List----.
             | Administrators - ffml-admins@anifics.com |
             | Unsubscribing - ffml-request@anifics.com |
             |     Put 'unsubscribe' in the subject     |
             `---- http://ffml.anifics.com/faq.txt -----'