I kinda revised this.  So forget my first revenge fic I wrote.



Bile Studio Presents...
Revenge of the Fanfics.
by Jang Choe

       "More homework..."  I whispered as I walked through the
campus of Georgia Tech. "Man, that Computer Science class is a
killer."  I am Jang Choe, student at Georgia Institute of
Technology, a computer science major (obviously not an English
major).  I am a freshman right now, and I am doing fairly well
here.  I'm commuting, so I have to get up around 10:00 am and
drive 30 min to get here.  I hate it, commuting that is.  It
wastes so much time.  I haven't been to a party, dated a girl,
nor went out anywhere with my friends.  You can say I have no
life.  My only life is writing fanfics and IRC.
        Well, time to go home.  When I drive, you better watch
out. I don't really think about driving when I drive, I usually
think about something else.  Amazingly, I haven't been in an
accident, yet I came close numerous times.  Well, as I got home,
I turned on my computer.  I waited for eternity for Windows 95 to
load up and after that, I loaded my MS Notepad (TM).  I had this
new idea for this fanfic that I was itching to pour out onto the
screen.
     Of course, I always say business before pleasure, so I force
myself to do homework first.  I have to make this program
for my CS class.  The prof said it can be any program so I
decided to program a interactive story.  Lets see here,

//Filename roleplay.cpp
//The first interactive story (I think)
//CS class homework.

{

     #include <iostream.h>
     #include <myif.h>
     #include <fansd.h>
     #include <ficsut.h>
     #include <rulehi/set.h>
     #include <soidh.h>
     #include <readre.h>
     #include <themlk.h>

void winmain()

char mainchar
float intir

and the rest of the program follows...

     This took a lot longer than I expected.  I needed to compile
it, but I didn't have a story to use.  So I dug around in my hard
drive and found my fanfic "The Harvard Graduate."  It was
compiling and.... and error appeared   "#*@!"  I cursed, "What
did I
do wrong now?"  I looked at my clock,  "What time is it anyway? 
2:34 am?  Oh man, I need to go to bed."  I always made myself
never to stay up past 1:00 AM.  I usually need to get up early so
I can drive to Ga Tech.  So, I brushed my teeth, took off my
thick glasses, said my prayer, and went to sleep.
     I fell asleep without knowing that I did not turn the
computer off.  When I awoke around 9:00 am, I noticed exactly
that.  "Ah great,"  I said to myself, rubbing my eyes.  "My dad's
gonna kill me when he see the power bill."  Well, since I was up,
I tried fixing that error in my program.
     After going through the whole program, I still couldn't find
it.  "Stupid Visual C++,"  I cursed as Bill Gates' mutilated face
appeared in my head, "I should have gotten Borland."  I once
again went through the entire program and still didn't find any
errors.  I raised my hand in fury and screamed, "What the heck is
wrong now!!!!???"  I then slammed my head down onto my keyboard.
     As I was banging my head into the keyboard, I did not notice
that my computer was going haywire.  Then the screen lit up
bright as my professor's bald head, and I felt something on the
top of my head.  "What the.."  I muttered as I looked up to see
what was touching my head.  It was an arm coming out of the
screen.  Now, if you see a human limb coming out of your computer
screen, and it isn't JAVA, you'll freak out like I did.
     As I just sat there, paralyzed by fear, saw a head popping
out of the screen.  Then the neck, body, legs, and the rest of
the body followed.  The figure came out and knocked me down; my
back still hurts from that.  As I adjusted my glasses, I saw a
beautiful Asian woman sitting in front of me, dazed and confused
as I were.
     "Su.. sumimasen, Ko.. Kokowa doko desu ka?"  She asked.
     "Uhhh.. koniichiwa,"  I murmured, "Eigo o hanishmesu ka?"
     "Hai, watashi.. gomen, I.. I am Tendo Kasumi..."
     "Woah,"  I thought, "Tendo Kasumi?  Now, this was getting
way too weird."  I sat up in a more comfortable position, "You..
are... Tendo Kasumi?"  I nervously asked.
     "Hai, demo... where am I?"  Said she.
     "You're at my house, what are you doing here?"
     "Sorry, please speak slower."
     "Gomen, what.. are.. you.. doing.. here?"  I said, trying to
make her understand.
     "Well, I had my letter from Harvard, then as I left... I
come here."  She said with a cute Japanese accent.
     "Harvard?"  I pondered... "Harvard!"  I knew what this
meant, my program worked; it worked too well, but it still
worked.  Since I did not know any Japanese, I quickly went to my
computer and changed my fanfic.  Now, she can speak perfect
English.
     "Hello Ms. Tendo, do you understand what I am saying?"  I
asked.
     "Yes, but... where am I?"  Asked she. 
     "You somehow came to my house through that."  I said
pointing at my computer screen.
     "Do you know how I can get back?"
     "Ummm, try to put your hand through the screen."
     As she put her hand on the screen, nothing happened.  She
then looked sad. "Oh if I don't get back soon, father will
worry."  She said.
     "Uhh,"  I said like an idiot. "I see what I can do."
     As I raised my chair up and sat down, I started to mess
around with the keyboard when the light suddenly shun again. 
This time, I quickly got out of my chair to avoid being knocked
down again.  As we watched, a pair of arms came out and the body
followed.  This guy with a pigtail came out.  Of course, that can
only be Ranma.
     As Ranma popped out, he started to scream something in
Japanese.  So I quickly rewrote the story to make him speak in
English.
     "Where in the HELL am I?!"  Ranma said, confused.
     "My home,"  I said, " I don't know how you got here, but
I'll try to figure it out.
     "Well, lets have some tea then."  Kasumi said getting up.
"Where is the kitchen?"
     "Uhh, come here, I show it to you."  I said taking Kasumi's
hand.  Gee, it was soft.  I blushed.
     "Ah geeze, take us home!"  Ranma said as he grabbed my shirt
collar.
     I then remembered something, I had to go to school.  I
quickly told them that I had to go to school and they had to
chill here for a few hours.
     "Wait a minute,"  Ranma said, "How well we get back?"
     "I'll think of something at school, meanwhile, you guys can
do what ever. Don't destroy my house though." I said as I grabbed
my two ton book bag and headed toward my front door.
     "Wait, you want some tea?"  Kasumi said, smiling.   I
nervously looked at her, I grew timid and refused.
***
     After a few hours at hell, I finally drove home.  I figure
out how they were suppose to go home, all I needed to do was turn
off the computer.  It was so simple, no wonder I didn't realize
it sooner.  But one thing, I didn't want Kasumi, my favorite
female anime character, to leave; it was almost every fanboy's
dream come true for someone like her to come into your life.  But
I needed to do this for Kasumi, it was her wish.
     I arrived home and opened the front door.  I saw Kasumi
sitting on my living room couch drinking tea.  "She sure likes
tea."  I said to myself.  I went over to Kasumi and said, "Good
news Kasumi..."  But before I could finish, she interrupted me.
"I don't like you Jang."
     Now that's what I call a shock and a half.  Here she was,
the sweetest and the most beautiful girl in anime telling me that
she hated me.  I just sat there in complete shock.    My life was
falling apart, why did she hate me?  I dropped my head in
depression.  What did I do wrong?  I mean, the girl that will
never dislike anyone telling me that she hates me.  Why?  Why??? 
Maybe I should kill myself.  The world is a dark and lonely
place...
     "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."  She said.
     I quickly brought my head up, hopeful. "You.. you didn't?"
     "No, I meant to say I dislike you.  Hate is such an awful
word."
     "Yes, yes it is."  I said as my head dropped to my chest
again.  "But but... why?"  I asked in a low voice.
     "Well, I read your 'Personalities' story."  She began,
taking a sip of her tea.  "I really did not like it."
     "Personalities?" I thought, "Uh oh."
     She put the cup down. "I mean, why did you make Mousse marry
me?  Mousse is a good friend of Ranma, but I have no intention of
marrying him."
     "Well.. uh.."  I broke.
     "And Dr. Tofu... poor Dr. Tofu.  I was hoping you'll marry
him to me.  Why does he have to marry Ranma's friend, Ukyo?"
     "To make it more interesting."  I said, feeling a little
confident, a little mind you.
     "Then why is Ranma married to Akane?"  She asked looking at
me in the eye with her big eyes.
     "Well..."
     "Well, lets skip that part.  Lets talk about 'The Other
Attractiveness Factor.'"
     I then sprang up, frantic. "No, I can explain that one
Kasumi!"
     She shed a tear.  "Do I seem that dense to you, Jang?"
     It seemed that the world was caving in on me.  "No, I was
just doing something fun..."
     "Oh, that's it, you make people dumb for your enjoyment?"
Kasumi said.
     "But but, I made you get into Harvard in 'The Harvard
Graduate'"
     "You insulted me, and Ranma, and Dr. Tofu." She wiped her
eyes. "Why?  What have we done to you?"
     I stood there, not knowing what to do.  I never had a scene
where a girl was crying in front of, because of me.  Then, Ranma
came downstairs.
     "I just finished his 'Obsession...' oh, he's here."  Ranma
said, glaring at me like I was Satan.
     It looked like I was in trouble.  "So... how did you like
it?"  I asked, nervous.
     "I hated it."  Ranma snapped.
     I threw my hands up.  "Figures."
     Then Ranma came up to me and grabbed me by the collar.  "How
come you made a pathetic, blind, weakling like Mousse to beat me
up?"
     "Mousse trained hard."
     "Well, it seems that he was gone for a few years in your
horrible story, you wouldn't think I'll be training also?!"
     "Well, I wanted Mousse to have a break."
     Ranma grinned.  "A break huh?  Oh, I want a break, I'll
break every part of your body."
     I gulped.  "Now, don't get hasty, we can work this out."  
     Ranma then cracked his knuckles.  "No we can't."
     "Yes we can."
     Ranma cracked his neck.  "We're going to kill you."
     "Hey hey,"  I screamed, "I haven't even written a dark fic
yet, you can't kill me."
     Ranma popped his back. "We'll see."
     Looks like I was in doom, but wait, the computer, all I need
to do was turn it off.  So I side kicked Ranma and ran upstairs. 
I opened the door and I saw all theses people in my room.
     "Well, well, the writer here."  I heard a female voice say.
     Then I felt a fist drilling into my gut.  "Why you make
Shampoo lose?"
     "Shampoo?"  I thought.
     "You make Shampoo like Mousse, a weakling, and you made
Shampoo not marry Ranma."
     "Oh, that Personalities thing huh?"  I said clutching my
stomach.
     "And in Obsession, you made Mousse beat Shampoo up!"
     "Well, you deserved it."  I said... big mistake.
     Shampoo did a high side kick with I was thrown back through
the wall.
     "You also made Shampoo look like mindless bimbo!"  She
yelled at me.
     "Because you are a mindless bimbo."  Okay, I couldn't help
it, I had to say that.
     Then someone slapped me.
     "Why did you make me into a cold, heartless bitch?"  The
slapper said.
     "Who are you?"  I asked, with a hand print on my left cheek.
     "Nabiki!"  
     "Well, by the way you slapped me, I'd say you were a
heartless..."  I was about to say when a strong grip, no a very
strong grip grabbed me by the neck and hoisted me up.
     "ACKKK, kwhok ark youk?"  I said gagging.
     "Cell, perfect Cell."  The green monster said.
     "Whak dik I everk do to youk?"  I asked.  Then I remembered,
"Peter's Journey."
     "You destroyed me completely, now I shall do the same." 
Cell said sneering.
     Then I saw someone stop him and say, "No, don't kill him,
it's too good for him."
     Cell dropped me and I looked up.  It looked like...
     "Mousse here,  and I did not like the way you put me
thorough hell in Obsession!  How would you like it if you have to
train in inhumane ways?!"
     "But, I made you a better fighter, and you beat up Ranma
real good."  I said, still trying to get my breath back.
     "And why did I marry Kasumi?  It's Shampoo whom I love
dear."
     "Bakayaro..."  I heard someone say.
     "Who are you?"  I asked.
     "Akane Tendo,"  said she, "and you know what you did in
'Simple Twist of Fate?" 
     "Wait a minute, that story is not even finished yet."  I
said.
     "Oh okay.."
     Then I saw two figure approaching me.
     "Hello, I'm Kasuga Kyosuke, and this is Madoka Ayukawa." 
Said Kasuga.
     "Wait, I didn't even write a story with you two."  I said
trying to remember.
     "No you didn't and we came to thank you for not doing so. 
See, we didn't want to messed up as these Ranma characters."
     "Gee, you're welcome."  I grimly said.
     Then Ranma came into my room, joining them.  "Now, since you
made our lives really weird and sometimes miserable, we are going
to write a fanfic about you!"
     "Oh great."  I said as I saw Mousse sit down in front of my
computer.
     "Thanks to the great program you wrote for us.  Ahem,
First,"  Mousse said, "You are going to go thorough a very
rigorous training for a few years.  Then..."
     All of a sudden, this girl I never seen appeared.
     "You are going to marry this girl that you hardly know."
     "Who is she?"  I asked.
     "Adina Chan, but that's not important right now."
     "Adina Chan?  Related to Jackie Chan?"  I asked.
     Nabiki then pushed Mousse away. "She's also going to be a
heartless bitch."
     "Oh joy."
     "And.. you'll become stupid."
     Then Ranma pushed her away and started typing. "Then some
berserker will come and beat you to near death.
     "Uh huh..."  I said.
     Then Ukyo pushed Ranma away. "Sorry, Ranchan, anyway, then
we're going to spell your name three different ways:  Jaang,
Jangg and Jongu."
     "Hey..."
     The Cell pushed his way in.  "Then we're going to eliminate
you."
     "Well, you're all doing this of because of stupid fics?"  I
said.
     "YES!!!"  They all screamed in unison. "WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF
SOMEONE READ THEM AND GOT THE WRONG IDEA ABOUT US?!"
     "Don't worry," I said laughing.  "Nobody reads my stories."
     They all looked at each other.  "Well, we can't take any
chances."  Nabiki said.
     "Go torment Jeff Rutsch, I hear he didn't write a revenge
fic yet."  I said, hoping that they will listen.
     "Ummm, no."  They said in almost unison.
     Then they started typing, and I felt my life changing.  Only
if I could turn off that darn computer...

-to be continued 
          






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