Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Mon, 29 Jul 2002 15:30:01 -0500 "C. Jones" <guilty@furinkan.net> wrote:
Ytterbium nodded. "You should try. It might make you feel
sick, but it shouldn't hurt you.
Another hint about how harsh this world is. It's okay if it makes you sick
as long as it doesn't hurt you (badly).
In the end, many of the children *did* get sick from eating
the tiny slice of hamburger Ytterbium had given them. After an hour
or so Cobalt certainly felt like she wanted to cut her abdomen open
to let out whatever had gotten inside. Unlike some of the others,
however, she refused to listen to her body's urgings to purge her
stomach. After the initial nausea had passed, Cobalt discovered that
the only ill effect from her experience was that she wanted more and
more.
Chinese McDonalds? :})
The show proceeded along the predictable lines as most of
its kind did. There were 'important lessons', 'educational
messages', and the occasional 'inspirational' song and dance number.
Everything said was carefully couched in terms designed not to fly
over the {head : heads} of small children.
The three puppeteers who manned the 'Rabbit Room' set
sighed, realizing that once again, they were going to be responsible
for carrying the show. Usagi and Minako ran off stage as fast they
could.
So this isn't the first emergency in ten years.
"I don't know," Ami admitted. "It's just... well... look at
this," she said, holding the Mercury computer out to the {five : four} other
women.
Unless Pluto is watching too.
"You're also perfectly capable of getting kicked around in a
fight, Luna," Artemis noted. "I thought we discussed this. I'll stay
with the girls and you can keep in touch with us {: on : via} the communicators."
"I think the aerobics studios are this way," Rei said, once
they were both changed. Rei had changed into a red and black striped
leotard and tights while Makoto had opted for a pair of shorts and a
tank-top. {Re : Rei} gestured and lead the taller woman out of the locker
room.
"Well, that would be you, since I never heard of your club
before today. What's you're name, {miss : Miss}? Something-ite, wasn't it?"
And what is your address in the Dark Kingdom?
Her eyes flicked back and forth between the two women in
panic. "Urr... I think I need to talk to the manager to get your
cards set up. I'll be right back."
At least she's showing some smarts. These aren't your Queen Beryl's youma.
"Waah!" the towel youma bawled. "I don't wanna be punished."
"Run!" Achorite said, leaping in front of her.
"That's not right," Sailor Mars noted curiously.
Somebody's off their queues.
"I'm here, {general : General}. I'm still doing a head count, but I
think everyone got out."