Subject: Re: [FFML] The SKJAM! revengefic challenge.
From: Stormwalker
Date: 9/26/1996, 10:11 PM
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frosty wrote:

Now here's the thing, most everyone on this list has screwed with the R1/2
universe in some way or another.  Now my challenge to you is to have
members of the R1/2 universe come back to 'help' you out as outlined in
'sauce'.  Go ahead do it.  If there are several participants, maybe it can
be arranged to release them all simultaneously on RAAC (of course back when
MZ was in charge, that was guaronteed).

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frosty: sit back and enjoy.  This could be interesting.

clock-boy: That's if they like the idea.

umaro: braga ba rama raaaa.

frosty: quiet umaro, you know that sasquach can't talk.

umaro: @thwack

frosty: uhhhh.....

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frosty                                         bmfrosty@cris.com
Anime Fanatic/Snes User/Weird Al Worshiper/Hechee Dragon/Whovian
   RAACMOD      #SNES                         -=UDIC=-

Well, here goes...


	Stormwalker shook his head as he locked up his Mustang and walked up
the sidewalk to his the front door of his grandparents' house. 
Unlocking the door, he turned and headed for the kitchen.  "What a
night," he groaned.
	After preparing himself a small snack, he retreated to the confines of
his room.  He changed out of his work clothes and collapsed into the
chair in front of his computer.  "Well, if the spam's not too bad I'll
be talking to my fiancee in a few minutes," he thought optimistically. 
Just as he powered up the archaic machine, he heard a soft voice behind
him.
	"Hello," the very female voice said, with a hint of some emotion that
Stormwalker couldn't quite place.
	He spun around in his chair, surprised.  Directly behind him... he was
SURE there had been nobody there before... was a young woman.  She was
quite beautiful, with her flowing red hair, and the battle armor she
wore was indeed a work of art.  Even in his half-dazed state,
Stormwalker understood immediately.
	"Nene!  How..."
	"I have my ways," Nene answered, a cold gleam in her eye.
	Stormwalker gulped.  He had assumed that the Revengefic Challenge only
extended to Ranma... apparently he was wrong.  "But... I gave you a
happy ending... even let you grow up a little!"
	The light in Nene's eyes exploded into an angry fire.  "You did..." she
flexed the fingers of her left hand, "THIS to me!"
	Stormwalker could only nod quietly, "If it's any comfort, I didn't like
doing it..."
	The back of an armored glove slapped him out of his chair... "Do you
think that makes it any easier?" Nene shouted.  "And don't give me that
"happy ending" bit either... I've read your draft of Collapse!"
	Stormwalker went pale.  "How... how did you get that?"
	"You're the one who gave me that ability... to access a closed system. 
On an obsolete beast like your computer it's even easier."
	"All right... you win.  What are you going to do to me?"
	"I'm going to insure that you don't post Collapse for quite some
time."  Stepping forward, she grabbed his left hand before he realized
what she was doing.  A sickening crack sounded, and he let out a cry of
pain.
	"Ahhh..." he moaned.  "My wrist!"
	"That should keep you from typing for a while.  Maybe you should
reconsider that 'fic, and we can avoid another visit."
	"Ah... perhaps you're right," Stormwalker managed weakly.
	"Oh... and thanks for teaching me how to do that!" Nene lagued, oddly
happy now that she had secured his cooperation.
	"Uh, sure... you're welcome."  He staggered over to his chair again. 
Blinking as he attempted to block out the pain, he opened his eyes to
see that she was gone.
	"Remember... I'm watching you," he heard her voice echo in the room one
last time, and then it too was gone.



	Oddly enough, as I write this, I am reconsidering whether or not I
shall write the story I had titled Bubblegum Collapse. If not, then my
next story will probably be something a bit... different.  The tentative
title is Devilsbane.


-- ********************************************************************** Stormwalker <stormwalker@airmail.net> and <stormer@utdallas.edu> Computer Science student and Anime fanfic writer (sometimes, anyway) Storm Warnings - http://web2.airmail.net/a0011387/ "And I thought I was the angry one here." - Priscilla Asagiri, "Bubblegum Collision" **********************************************************************