In a message dated 9/14/2001 9:00:14 PM US Mountain Standard Time,
sommer@3rdm.net writes:
Going on to something else:
Right-O!
> Ukkyo slaved over a hot stove, creating a masterpiece with a
> lot of mixed-up dough, meats, vegetables, and the newest addition to
> the menu: Cheese(tm).
>
> [BEHOLD, THE POWER OF CHEESE!!!] read one big banner strung
> up above the cash register. [Eat Okonomiyaki, NOW.]
[Or you will become impotent] was below that.
...
Hmm... Could I really use that?
Well, I'm sure I'll find a nice line to add.
> The work was tough, the cook had to admit to herself, but she
> loved it! There was some sort of inner fire that just couldn't get
> enough of cutting things up, barbequing them, frying them up on a
> hot skillet and selling them for ninety-nine cents each.
I feel I should say something witty here, but whatever it is, it truly
eludes me.
I couldn't think of anything else to say there. But I added something anyway.
^_^
> "What a life," Ukkyo said to herself, enjoying every minute.
> It helped that she now had a boyfriend. She really liked 'Tim,
> even if he did turn into six-and-a-half-foot-tall armored youma-
> killing menace.
You got to take the bad with the good.
Any relationship is always give and take.
Sometimes more one than the other...
Extra break here.
Right. Got it.
> "DARN the luck,"
luck."
Fixed it.
> Oh, yes, he'd left the battlefield gracefully enough, but
> was regretting having let Sailor Neptune just get away and taunting
> him like that. So what if he had trouble finding the danger before
> she did? It was still his turn to nuke something, and he really,
> really wanted to test his powers.
Some more, does he mean? It's not like he's never flexed his ungodly
muscle.
:)
Heh. True. I fixed the line now.
Ah, the dilemma of making characters a little _too_ powerful...
> As 'Tim considered all this, through the wide windows, he saw
> a young girl pass in front of the restaurant, who looked like she was
> searching for someone. Blonde hair, tied up in a pair of ankle-length
> ponytails with a bun/ball-thing at the beginning of each. She was
> approximately fourteen years old, in a casual dress--not in a school
> uniform. She looked familiar. Yes, from the Moon Kingdom. She was
> that annoying--
Heh. Not too many people think of the Moonie in those terms. At least not
for long since they tend to get blasted.
True, true. Though, I considered it appropriate, considering that
'Tim isn't exactly a 100% pure hero-type, though he does a
good job at faking it sometimes.
> "Hey, Sarge! We supposed to leave all this unstable ordinance
> alone in front of this here eatin' joint?"
> "That's right, that's what we're gonna do, Lester."
Lester?"
Well, it was a statement, but I redid the punctuation to make it
a little clearer.
> It was just like the practice runs. There were a few people
> sitting down and eating, the cook was in the back room enjoying
> her work, and 'Tim was no where in sight. Cautiously, she placed
> a small television set on a table by the entranceway.
Where no one is sure to notice.
Well, it would just look like she was putting it down to not have
to carry it around for a moment...
> The pink-haired man turned his head, slowly and ominously,
> toward her and with wide, almost glowing eyes intoned, "Spiders,
> snakes, and a lizard's tail." He shook his head in a futile
> effort to clear it. "Er, HI," he spoke through a forced, clenched-
> tooth smile. His left eye twitched and a big vein on his neck was
> throbbing.
That's not good.
Quite right. ^_^
> "No-no," Belldandy quickly stopped him. That was just like
> on the seventh attempt.
Nice simulator.
If you want something done right, practice it! ^_^
> "I'm going through a crisis and she wants _me_ to give her
> change for a twenty," muttered the man and stood, staggering over
> to the cash register. "And who knows what she wants. Four fives,
> two tens, ten twos, or what.
That is the problem.
Well, one of them, at least.
> 'Tim stood up straight and turned around to glare at the
> goddess, his hands held slightly away from his sides. "_What_ did you
> just call me?"
The proper response is, "I didn't call you anything. I was saying the word
on the back of your jacket aloud. If that word is supposed to signify your
name, then that is what I called you. If you do not like it, change your
name."
You know what? I have a use for that phrase...
Of course he'd beat you up anyway for being a wiseguy, but at least you'd
be
in the right.
True. So is being right really, really worth the trouble? ^_^
> "Go ahead; make my day," 'Tim confirmed in a threatening voice.
Belldandy devoid of any guile, said, "Okay. What would you like me to make
it?"
I have a use for that line, as well...
> The Goddess of the Future stood with her mouth hanging wide
> open in shock when her bisected tool was handed back to her. '
Well, that was polite of her.
"Yes, good goddess. Stay very still. Yes, good. Staaaay. Staaaaaaay. GOOD!"
*WHAM!!*
> *KEERACK!* Belldandy discovered in the next instant that
> nothing cleared up jetlag faster than a flying kick to the back of
> her skull. She fell forward, swooning to the floor.
Belldandy abuse. I never thought I'd live to see the day.
She's too nice. She's obviously hiding something.
<Paranoid glance around>
Besides, it had to happen someday. No villain would ever get
close enough, except in a darkfic, and no true hero would
ever think of doing such a thing.
> 'Tim caught the ball and it began to glow red. He pulled on a
> rope hanging nearby.
>
> A trapdoor suddenly shot open beneath the girl.
He built his place with trapdoors? My, what a surprise.
A lot of everything. There's also a pair of autocannons hidden behind
a tapestry, set to go off when Ukkyo pushes the red button under
the counter. Not to mention the tons of explosives set to go off,
should ASK's energy matrix ever fail.
> Belldandy saw the irrational hate and cold-blooded malice in
> 'Tim's eyes,
She's still conscious?
Yes, she regained consciousness after a moment.
It's kind of surprising, actually. She's just taken a beating from
someone that's about as powerful as a DBZ character and still
isn't really injured.
Somebody once told me that ol' Bell-chan is an easy match for
Lina Inverse, combatwise.
...
Which would be a fun thing to try and cross over. OMG and Slayers,
or OMG and DBZ.
Hmm... "Oh! My Goku!" anyone?
No, no, think about it: Keiichi's sister accidentally gets all seven
dragonballs, accidentally wishes she could do martial arts, then
Goku gets brought back from the dead (for the gazillionth time),
and the whole storyline revolves around the romance between
them. Then Mara shows up and beats the snot out of Goku,
and he trains (of course) along with whatshername--Megumi.
The rest of the regular OMG cast just sort of sits back and
watches, too confused to do anything.
Hey, Belldandy could teach Goku some special previously
unrevealed moves that neither of them knew how to do before!
Then they could all get married and have a whole bunch of
obnoxiously overpowered rugrats, and the saga goes on and on.
Hey, it sounded like fun to _me_! ^_^;;;;
> "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
> "We're going THAT way! The bandit-killer HAS to be down there!"
> "RANMA SAOTOME, I KNOW THIS HAS TO BE ALL YOUR FAULT!!!"
> "Think _that_ was caused by a Clow Card, Sakura?!"
Heh. Cute cameos, actually.
Really?
All fight chapter. Worked well enough, I suppose. Not as much humor as I'm
used to. But it was okay.
...
...
...
...
Not.
Enough.
Humor?!
(Twitch-twitch)
You.
Want.
MORE?
(twitch, twitch, twitch)
Then you shall have it. Mwa-hahahah....
-------------------------------
Benjamin A. Oliver
boredcollective@aol.com
"We are the Bored. Lower your shields and surrender your fics.
We will add your standup and slapstick comedy to our own.
Your humor will adapt to entertain us.
Resistance is and always has been: Futile."
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