Subject: Re: [FFML] [Tylor][Fanfic] Tylor's Fury, Chapter 3
From: Jason Liao
Date: 7/19/1999, 11:48 AM
To: "David A. Tatum" <desaix@sysnet.net>
CC: ffml@fanfic.com

On Sat, 17 Jul 1999, David A. Tatum wrote:

Here's chapter 3...

Yay!

Um, there are other, more personal reasons that may delay replies to
things... namely, my grandmother is dying (the doctors have given her 2 to
3 weeks) from cancer,

Condolences.

<snip prerecording scene>

I don't know about this scene.  You know how most of the series had Dom as
this serious officer who shared his Sun Tzu type philosophy?  This scene
doesn't strike me as him acting such.  Even in the movie, he was still
moody until Azalan saw the tape.

Dom's face fell slightly.  It had been a rather painful decision, but after
his reaction to Tylor's last visit he knew he was too close to the Empress
to protect her objectively.

Oh, really?  What makes him think that?  (whapwhapwhap)  ^_^

  Thankfully, she was willing to fulfill his
final request before his retirement- removing Wang as her advisor.

Er...retirement or transfer?  I'd suggest the latter, since the former
implies he's enjoying himself in some Raalgon hotspring somewhere.

"Dom, the man who has been put in charge of the Earth Task Force is Pako
Pa... is Tylor.

That's Captain Pako Pako!

"Tylor let something phase him?  Damn... this is VERY bad.  It looks as if
I won't be able to stay out of this after all."

Er...this reasoning is a little unclear to me.

Some took his words with surprise, but most were used to ignoring
everything he said anyway, and didn't notice anything wierd about him. 

wierd = weird

She was not dressed in her usual outfit-

I -still- say she looks like Lina Inverse...

instead, she wore the uniform of
an officer- a luitenant, in fact.

Lieutenant

I need SOME rank with authority, so I had to make myself your luitenant,"
she said, still smiling.

See above spelling.

-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...