nk) Hello!
(yawn, stretch *rustle of scales moving*)
Geez, take a little nap...who are all these people, anyway? Wolf, what's the
ML count now?

Well, just found out how to get on this ML.

Poor soul, now you ARE doomed!

So, what exactly goes on here?  (Dumb question?)
How much E-Mail does this place generate?

An ungodly amount. I used to have a key on my keyboard with a 'D' on it. Now
it's almost worn away (both the key and the D)...*sigh*....
But there are a lot of good fic mixed in with the spam. All you authors, give
yourselves a pat on the back. ^_^

Well...

  ...that's it (for now, heh.)

Here. Have a Baka Pepper and a complimentary bag of Oreo's on me and put on
your helmet and fasten your seat belt and...


D.D. (sitting on top of the sig line and swinging her legs down over the
others trapped underneath) Hi. I'm a sig. character. I'm supposed to
introduce you to the rest. Let's see (leans over) there's Syngyn, Tina the
Twit and Charlene. Fair warning, Charlene is a bit...arrogant.
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Charlene: I'm not. I just have a low tolerance for blithering idiocy. And I'd
rather go back into limbo than be relagated to a sig character.

Syngyn: Too late. (jumping up and trying to grab D.D.'s ankles). Get back
down here with the rest of us, you! Charlene, help me! She's going to get
out!

Charlene: *sigh* She is out, you idiot. Give me a boost, will you?

Tina: I am a, umm..wait, I know how it goes...um...(blink, blink)...

Syngyn: No way. You're not leaving me here by myself with that...that...
vaccuous blonde! (steps behind Charlene, putting her between himself and
Tina)

Tina: ...um...oh, right! I am a bright light, shining in the void!

Charlene: Just kill me. Now.

Syngyn: (grabbing D.D.'s ankles) Ha! Got you!
 
Tina: Eeee! Adam, stop doing that to Jason's head!

Charlene: Shannon, when I catch you, I'm going to rip your windpipe out and
use it for a straw!

D.D.: Gotta go! (duck, shove) Talk to you later. Don't worry. Shannon's just
in one of those moods. We'll probably be gone tomorrow. (We all hope...)

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