On Sun, 6 Jun 1999, David Johnston wrote:

Jason Liao wrote:

        "You're supposed to scream about how pathetic you are, or clench
your fists and keep muttering how you're not going to run away."
        "That sounds stupid.  Why would I do that?" he asked, confused.
        "Er, aren't you Shinji?"
        "No."
        "Oh, sorry.  Wrong hallucination, then.  My bad."

I rather like that.

Why, thank you!

Of course, I forgot to add the spinning panda, holding a sign with the
words [/o~ Fly me to the moon... ~o/].

-Natsume Ranma Ranma
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The sardines weren't worth the trouble.  A few more shots, then 
Ryoga-san would overheat and explode.  Ducking around a corner, 
I managed to lose him as I entered the ramshackle residence of 
my Anime supplier.

One look at his face and I knew that I was betrayed.  "Tell me."
I insisted.  He refused, so I slammed him against the wall.
"Last chance.  Where can Ranma-Ranma find good fanfics?"
"Try Jason Liao." he whispered, before he slumped to the floor.
I heard the sounds of a door splintering as I left through the 
window, one step ahead of Tendo Heavy Industries...