Subject: Re: [FFML] [SPAMFIC]PANDA Hunt: Will The City Survive?
From: Aaron/Kendra
Date: 5/31/1996, 9:05 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

At 08:35 AM 5/31/96 -0400, you wrote:
'Aaron/Kendra' spoke:

  He turned to the Panda in the back seat, who was idly flipping through
a National Geographic. "Um, hold on. We've got a bit of turbulence up
ahead."
 The Panda gave him a easily understandable look. <Isn't that airplanes?>
  "Whatever." Mike winced, slammed his foot on the gas, and took off at
80 mph through the busy rush hour traffic
Stargazer notices that they start excellerating, and arn't stopping.  "Damn!
I must have been spotted!  I've got to keep up with tem some how. Ahh, I know.
<He 'ports in a small mono-plane and 'ports himself into it>That's better, but
I hopr the local airport doesn't miss it soon.  I'll follow them in this.
<He notices that his homing device is starting to be jammed> What the...???
Somebody must be jamming my homing device.  Oh, well. Only one thing to do
then.<He puts the plane into a dive and follows them at car top level,
occasionally
doing a loop to keep from overshooting them.>


* * *
Five minutes later, they hadn't crashed. But the sides of the cab had big
dents, the Panda was huddled in the back seat, and about 23 cop cars were
hot on their tail. Mike was wearing a rather disturbed grin, and the guy
who did the 'porting trick was having trouble finding a place to appear.
  And then, it appeared in the street ahead. The Prodinator.
  Panda's eyes went wide with alarm. Mike, too far gone to care, honked
the horn and ran him down. Well, he tried to, anyway.
  The Prodinator was thrown over the hood, and landed on the roof. A
metal gauntleted hand smashed through the ceiling of the cab a few seconds
later, as the vehicle swerved from side to side...
Stargazer thinks to himself, "With all those cop cars, I can back off for a 
while and follow them by the Police transmissions."  He pulls up and starts 
following at a less lethal height.  He then notices that the cab crashes into
something, and recognises what it is, "The Prodinator! I can't let it get him!
He's mine!"  He lines up his weapon and fires, but at that moment the plane
hit some low turbulence and the shot went wide, sending a few-thousand rounds
of Plasma into a nearby Macy's.  "Oops.  I'll just have to add that to my bill
to the Taskmisstress!" :)  He prepares to fire at the cab again, when he sees
a Blue/purple being jump twords the cab.  "Another bounty hunter! I can't
let her get him!"  He then 'ports her into a local junk yard.  "Now, to
see what I can do against the Prodinator, without letting my prey escape."1 

Kendra crashes into a pile of scrap metal with a scream and groggily
extracts herself from the mess. "Heyyy.....Who did that?? hmph!" She 'ports
herself back ontop ot the car she was on, finally noticing the mess she made
of the roof. "Oops...Aaron'll pay for this, I'm sure of it...now..." She
looks around, data scrolling on her visor, finally picking up a source of
plasma fire.  Glaring at the small plane she holds on TIGHT to the mangled
roof of the car with her left hand as she holds up her right, a sphere of
blue/purple energy appearing just over her palm and growing to about the
size of a bowling ball.  Pointing her hand at the small place she lets the
blast of magic fly, disabling the craft and blowing a fair-sized hole in the
bottom. "That's that taken care of, not to block any more 'port attempts
against me...I *love* this new armor..!" Her armor starts to glow slightly,
and two forcefields appear around her, one magic, the other science,
hopefully protecting her from any more attacks like that.  She then leaps
foreward once more, this time not crushing the roof of the car, towards the
cab, with her now-usual scream of
"PAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAA-CCCCCHHHHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!"


* * *
Officer Millene had been having a very bad day, and that was before the
lunatic in the cab had practically run her down as she bought a hot dog.
The discovery of a Panda seen in the back of the cab didn't make her feel
any better. And now, some kind of cat-midget-thing was jumping up and down
on the roof of her moving police cruiser, muttering about bamboo breath.
  It was times like these that Millene wished they had looser rules on
shooting people.
She notices the distruction of the Macy's and thinks to herself, "WHAT THE
HELL IS GOING ON HERE?  Thats gonna cost somebody big time.  Attenion all
units, watch out for..." At that moment:
A purple blur suddenly flashed in front of her as the cars roof caved in,
nearly crushing herself as well.  She could faintly make out a scream of
"panda-chan" over the sounds of the police cars as she looked around
herself, shaking at the nearness of turning into a smear on the roof of the
car.  The only thought in her mind was "I need a vacation"

She was startled, but not too surprised to hear the sound of somthing
landing on the crushed roof of the car.  What *DID* Surprise her was the
hand-shaped dent appearing and the blast of energy shooting out to hit a
small plane...She was once again startled but not surprised to see the
blue/purple blur shoot by again, once more screaming "panda-chan" at the top
of whatever-it-was' lungs.  She muttered to herself "I'm requesting overtime
for this..." as she swerved around a slow-moving(compared to her) UPS Truck,
a small part of her mind saying "If we just passed one of THOSE we *MUST* be
going fast!"



Aaron Stolz ------- astolz@direct.ca