John Fiala wrote... nothing I truley dissagree with, but I'm in a bit of
a mood, no offense is intended.

	A slight rumbling is heard throughout the land and a strange
emanations, like heat fumes begin pouring from the very surface of the
land. 

	"What's going on? Is the list crashing?" "Maybe it's just got gas?" "Oh
GOD! I need to post a test message quick!" "Hey, before the list goes to
hell can I get the address of this author?" 

	Suddenly, this apocloyptic scene of the FFML proper is broken apart as
a temporal rift, tears reality into bite sized chunks.
Out of the bizarre anomally strode seven dark figures. Dark, short
figures. Okay, dark, short, kawaii figures with incredibly long hair!
The mokonators took a moment to consrtuct a mini stage for their master
and the...they began to SING!

	"Puuuuuuuu pu pu puuuu! Puuuuuuuu pu pu puuuuu!" Translation: Leeeeeeet
the Sunshine! Leeeeeet the Sunshine!

	"Stop that! There's going to be no singing while I'm around!" out of
the vortex strode the Master of Hack Fu, his Ashram style cape billowing
majestically in the wind. "Grumble, grumble...why do my C&C and Idea
post ALWAYS get more commentary then my fics? They can't ALL be that
bad, can they? And they wonder why I Spam."
 

Hello.

	"Hello." Keener replied testily. 
 

        First off, let me pre-apologize for any weirdness that my mailer
may generate... I'm forced to use Microsoft mail, and sometimes it looks
odd.

	"I was wondering why it was so hard to break the dimenstional barrier.
I mean the paradigm walls that hold the Revenge End world together are
pretty thin, no wonder my hairs a mess."
 

Keener sez:
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        An explination on Kasumi's pork fetish. And I'd
        like to know where the Old Ghoul is during all this.
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	"I NEVER 'sez'! Mispell? Yes! Sez? No!"
 

        She's helping the Sailor Moon people as a voice actor for a
monster, I think. :)

	Weird think Keener.
 

        As for the pork fetish, I thought it was pretty obvious.  Think
back to the Variahyah Cycle, okay?  Early on in that story, Kasumi said
that she would love to cook P-chan for dinner, but since he's Akane's
pet, she keeps it quiet.  Later on in the story, when she's gone all
Evil and Clean, she does try to cook him up (repeatedly), but fails.  So
now she has this subconsious unfulfilled desire to cook P-chan that she
sublimates by cooking pig products.

	"Hmmmm, still, I thought this was the most flawed section of the story.
With little actual background on the original, I was able to easily keep
up with all the various biarre plot interactions and character
portayals. This bit, though, had me a trifel confused. If Kasumi was
cured of that which had infected her, why the lingering affects? To tell
you the truth, I'm starting to think this was less of a story flaw as
some skillfull foreshadowing. Letting us know that not all was well in
Kasumi land. I can forsee another trip to the doctor."

        And as for mentions of the Damnned Cat, considering that Ranma
has been hired by Animal Control, and the matter of getting rid of the
DC was given to Animal Control, I just consider this foreshadowing, with
a tincture of Exposition.  (For those unfortunate enough not to have
read the original VC.)

	"Okay, let me explain. This is normal foreshadowing." A Mokonator
tapped a second one on the shoulder and dissappeared before he could be
caught, causing the wig wearing marshmellow to turn around suspicially.

	"This is excessive foreshadowing." The first Mokonater snuck behind the
second and produced a half ton mallet and flattened him.

	"This is the Kitty foreshadowing." The second Mokonator is now
quivering and trying desperately to stand. The first Mokonator gives a
sympethic Pu beofer pressing a button on a small hand held device. The
Space Orbiting Laser does it's duty nicely with minnimum cleam up left
for the other Mokonators.

	"See?" Keener surveyed the scene approvingly while the FFML big
sweated.  

        Keep up the good work, Mike!

	"I agree, this is GOOD stuff!"

-john
"What do you do if a Terrorist throws a pin at you?
     Run!  He's got a grenade in his mouth!"

	"Heh." Keener smiles.

(And the Moon was as blood, the Storms crashed and the Seas BOILED!)
(Typical, thought the Lobsters)  
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