Subject: Re: [FanFic] SCORPIO ZODIAK Must DIE!
From: Robert G Orick
Date: 3/20/1996, 5:05 PM
To: fanfic@tendo-dojo.ranma.net

On Tue, 19 Mar 1996, Andy Skuse wrote:
At 10:46 PM 18/3/96 -0700, you wrote:
On Mon, 18 Mar 1996, Andy Skuse wrote:

The ronin hesitates in the dark hallway of the Tendo Basement for a moment.
How could these events have befallen The Band? It is clear that there is a
traitor in there midst, but who? Scorpio, the patriarch of the family, or the
nefarious Robma, a figure of inestimable intrigue. The ronin shakes his head
sadly and continues down the dark hallway . . .

Fine!  I'll post how Zodiak got corrupted!

The silent shadow reaches the doorway to an empty room. On the door itself
a cheery sign greets the visitor to the room of an occupant who no longer
lives here. Pale moonlight dances on the floor beneath a lace curtained
window. The echoes of laughter long since departed still haunt the corners
of the room as the wind brushes against the dojo's walls above. On the sign
the name "Jody" is painted in bright yellow patterns. The shadow moves on,
hus jaw set firmly to keep the moisture in his eyes at bay . . .

That's cause Jody's staying at WW's...  Besides, she's not pleased that 
her bedroom is under the dojo...  Rumiko's room is now empty since she's 
in the hospital...

>From somewhere in the dojo, a light clicking captures the ronin's attention.
It is reminiscent of the crickets he used to hear back in China when he was
but a young boy, many hundreds of years ago . . .

Another figure watches the ronin and narrows its red eyes in hate.

The ronin feels powerful emanations from the room. Emanations that bear
no ill-will upon him . . .

Until they backfire since Musica asked Urd to teach her...

The clicking sound grows louder in the warriors ears . . .

"You'd better not have sex like you type..." -Acid Burn, Hackers.

The ronin suddenly turns, hearing the melodious tones of his beloved. Silent
steps take him down the hall to a closed door where the sound of typing and
agitated voices emanates . . .

The other figure watches the ronin, his presence still unfelt by the intruder. 
Its first mission aborted at the sight of its most hated rival...

Virgo gets up from the floor and rubs her head where the coffee cup grazed
her. A slight creak behind her makes her body stiffen. Her eyes narrow as
she slides behind the door making no more sound than a whisper. Robma
continues typing fiendishly as the doorknob slowly turns, the door begins to
swing inward, and the tip of a katana appears beyond the door's edge,
gleaming in the dim basement light . . .

As the hand attached to the katana enters the doorway, Virgo slams the 
door upon the hand.  The ronin gasps in pain as the katana falls to the 
floor.  Virgo snaps out her nine-inch steel nails and yanks in the 
intruder by the injured hand.  After pulling the ronin's arm behind his 
back, she puts her claws to his neck.

Virgo(surprised): Who the hell are...   You?
Robma(not looking up from the computer): Yo.  Big K!  What's up?

	Rob "Where's Allegra's defense traps when you need them?" Orick