This is an unpaid advertisement for the Transdimensional Supply Company.
The views and opinions expressed in this show are not necessarily those
of the FFML and its Moderators.  Thank you.
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PM (S)ide Productions Presents
A TSC Advertisement
To Be On The Other Side
A journey into the heart of anime.

(Stage lights up in typical advertisement style.  A middle aged man,
Tren, walks out from seemingly nowhere)

TREN:  Hello!

(Half the audience gasps, and half cheers)

TREN (Confused):  Hello?

(Audience cheers)

TREN:  Okay!

(Audience cheers)

TREN (Annoyed):  You can stop now.

(Audience laughs)

TREN (Staring about):  Is this a joke?

(Audience seems to find something really funny about what he just said)

TREN:  What?  Am on a holodeck or something?

(Audience laughs again)

TREN:  Computer?  End Program?

(Tren waits expectantly while audience continues to guffaw)

TREN:  Eile!!  Get rid of these... things!!

(Audience vanishes, and there was much rejoicing)

TREN:  Yay!

TREN:  Well, I didn't come here to talk to a stuck up audience anyway.
I came to talk to you! (Points at Camera)  Yes, you!  You see, I am the
head of the R1/2 division of the Transdimensional Supply Corps.  Owned
soley by the company of the same name.  Let me introduce some of my
underling... um, my co-workers to help me explain.

(Tren waves his hand and a short young woman with brown hair appears
from thin air coughing)

TREN:  This is Orea.  She runs the coordinate system for the Vortex.
Meaning, she sets the location things sent through the dimensional
barrier will appear.  (Looks at Orea)  Why are you hacking and wheezing
like that?

OREA:  Thin air (hack).  I (wheeze) appeared from thin air.

(Somewhere, in the far background, the sound of two drumbeats and a
cymbol can be heard)

TREN (Looking around):  What on Earth?

OREA:  Sounds like Fio.

(A man younger than Tren walks up to the group.  He is heavier set and
has dark hair)

FIO:  Yo.

TREN:  Yes.  This is Fio, he's the one who places whatever item is being
transferred into the Port.  The Port is the machine which transmits
items through the Vortex.

FIO:  Yea.  Um, Anara and Una can't make it.  Anara, of course, is stuck
with bandanna boy.  While Una is just keeping a general eye on things.

TREN:  Okay, now, you all know what we do, I assume?  We make sure
everything that is supposed to mysteriously appear for no reason other
than comedic value appears!  Quite simple actually.  There is no
particular reason why we do it.  It's sort of a religious thing I
suppose.

OREA:  You could look at it that way.

FIO:  Or we were just created to serve this purpose?

(Tren and Orea stare blankly at Fio)

FIO (Defensive):  What?!

TREN:  That would make it religious, Fio.

FIO:  Huh?  Oh, yea.  Sorry.

TREN:  Anyway, you may wonder why we are here talking to you.  

FIO:  Wouldn't that be 'preaching' oh, Mr. Religious, sir!?

(Orea elbows Fio in the gut)

OREA:  Shut up.

FIO (Timid):  Yes, ma'am.

TREN:  Thank you.  We are here to peddle our goods, so to speak.  We are
here to make sure all of you out there don't stray from the rightious
way of making materials appear from seeming nowhere!  Forget all those
other ways that may seem promising!  They aren't!  We only deliver the
best, and the fastest!  With absolutely no trace of where the item came
from!

OREA:  I haven't missed a client yet!

TREN:  That's correct!  We have the longest running track record of any
transdimensional service!  Even Washu trusts us to handle her most
complex dimensional managing needs!

OREA:  That's an excellent reference!

TREN:  Of course!  We are the best!

FIO:  That's right folks!  We gotcher mallets, we gottcher signs, we
gottcher mile long chains that just don't seem to fit in that old coat
pocket quite the same anymore!  We gottcher henshin sticks, we gottcher
scepters, we gottcher minerals that make funny lights for no apparent
reason!!  We gottcher old parts, new parts, used parts, broken parts,
and even your private parts!  Not to mention your gateways, passageways,
doorways.....

(Fio passes out from oxygen deprivation.  Tren and Orea stare at his
comatose body)

TREN:  Um....

OREA:  He meant well.

(Tren turns back toward the camera)

TREN:  Okay!  So, next time you need just that right blunt object to
stop that horrible hentai, you know who to turn to!

OREA:  Yes, you may not be able to see us...

TREN:  But we'll always be there!

TREN and OREA (Bow):  Thank you.

(FADE OUT)

The previous was a non-paid commercial broadcast for the
Transdimensional Supply Company Inc.  The views and opinions expressed
were not necessarily those of the FFML or its moderators.  Good night.

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