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On 02/05/2005 11:55 PM, DB Sommer said:
Yes, folks, it's that time again when we force our minds to wrap
around a concept that should never have been conceived of in the
first place. Once more we deal with two series that should never have
anything to do with one another being jammed together in impossible
ways under no greater premise than 'Cause I think it's neat.' Once
again I shall highlight the futility of such actions by writing in
futility. At least with more futility than usual.
Any and all C+C is appreciated. You can contact me at
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Since you've been having problems with receiving email at that address,
you might want to give your new one.
It was then a far wall to the lab exploded.
Is that a distant wall or the most distant wall that is part of the lab?
Yukari raised her own white-gloved hand, a similar symbol etched on
the palm. "The most important task of all: getting reinforcements."
She turned and ran.
See. She's no one's fool.
Chiyo winced. "Would you mind not calling me that? I'm not that
short."
Yukari said, "You're the shortest ten year old I've ever seen. You'd
be short even for a midget."
That's it, get on her good side.
The armored figure raised a yellow smiley face mask to its face.
"Does this make me look less fearsome?" it asked hopefully.
It was worth a try.
Chiyo was quick to come to her partner's defense. "Sakaki has never
killed anyone. And its not her fault her soul is bound in such a
fearsome looking armor. We were just normal alchemy students until
our teacher went insane and tried to perform a forbidden ritual that
was intended to transmutation of the entire class. Things went out of
control. I was only able to save Sakaki and we barely escaped with
out lives. The rest of our friends died." Chiyo sniffled at the
memory.
If Tomo was in the class, is that a bad thing?
Chiyo said, "You were known as the 'Crash Dummy Alchemist.' Everyone
ran away from you only when you were in a vehicle, and that was
because you were likely to run them over, not because of your powers
in alchemy. You were kicked out of the military when you ran over the
Fuhrer's car with a tank, while he was still in it."
Hmmm. He was usually less forgiving when someone nearly killed him.
That caught Tomo's attention. "Homunculi? I'm no homunculi."
...
Tomo placed her hands on her hips and confidently boasted. "The heck
we are. Out of all of us, only Kaorin's ever looked at another girl."
I could smell that one coming.
"Why you!" Yomi went after Tomo, who began running for her {: so
called} life, shouting out how envious she was of Yomi's ability to
run fast despite her large mass."
The armored {: one} could only nod in agreement.
Yes, as you can clearly see, nothing in common. I like Azumanga. And
I like Full Metal Alchemist. But they go together as well as oil and
vinegar, once you transmute the vinegar into helium. Best to let bad
ideas like this rest in peace.
I think you proved your point... that you're one diseased juvenile
canine. I guess that's why I keep reading your stuff. I just re-read
Azumanga Royale yesterday and I'll never be able to look at a paper fan
the same way.