Subject: [FFML] [C&C][Fanfic][SM][Alt][Final]Different, But Still The Same-Chapter 1
From: Michael A Chase
Date: 8/13/2002, 12:24 AM
To: Kyhdin@aol.com, ffml@anifics.com


Suggested changes: {before : after}

On Mon, 12 Aug 2002 22:22:41 EDT Kyhdin@aol.com wrote:

I think everything's covered, {soooo : so} this will be the version that will
eventually go up on my web site, assuming I ever get around to coding one up.

By the time you {reaad : read} this, I will probably be working on Chapter 2. {Wether : Whether}
that's good or bad news is up to you. =)

Sticky keys?

Will the madness never end?! ==}o

"Good news{: ,} dear, I found a new job, we're moving!"

They vanished inside, leaving Amy Lynn on her own.

I liked her being left to her own devices too.  I don't know how she got
that linear accelerator into the car though...

The general store lay in the middle of town, a ramshackle old building with a
neon "open" sign that was half burnt out in the window. The painted sign on
the front read "OSA P General Store" in green and gold letters that had been
faded by the sun. A tall, {blonde : blond}-haired man wearing a white apron, jeans and
an old T-shirt was sweeping the front walk and he gave her a friendly smile
as she went past.

 A Great Dane lay on the front the porch, and its ears flicked as she made
her way up the steps. Now that she was closer and could get a better look,
she realized that a small scar, shaped like a crescent moon{: ,} adorned the dog's
forehead. Amy Lynn held out her hand for the dog to sniff and when it didn't
growl at her, she scratched it's head between the ears before heading inside.

Bunny was slender and her white shirt and {raggedly : ragged : raggedy} jean shorts hugged her
generous curves tightly. An old, dirt-spotted work shirt was over the white
shirt and her feet were covered by work boots. The white shirt had been tied
under her breasts to show off a flat midriff tight enough to bounce a quarter
off of and her arms were leanly muscled. As Bunny turned at the sound of her
name, her work shirt moved and Amy Lynn caught sight of the handle of a
machete on her far side. For some reason, Amy Lynn felt an irrational surge
of jealousy that Bunny looked far better then her.

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