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I'm willing to sign my Agents up for the group mission. That is, if you need help. Which you probably won't.

Let's not forget the Mirror of Galadriel. Convince the Lady of Light to will only P&P images to appear before Mary Sue's eyes, and then we shall see what happens if you do touch the water. Hopefully it is not something good. Otherwise, we can try and drown her in the Mirror. evil grin

Tell that to the Fangirls!

...But I can point you in the direction of what is possibly the best parody of bad fanfic ever written. It's listed under Kingdom Hearts, though what happens in it can apply to most fandoms.

The writing is excellent, the jokes are hilarious, and the three characters who are supposed to be IC remain so throughout the fiction. ...You'd have to read it to understand what that means, but pretty much these three face the horrors of what fandom does to their acquaintances.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2903858/1/ThoseLackingSpines

It's a work of genius, and it's on the Pit, too!

Your Canon Love is urging you to rise up in force against her. Never mind. patpat We'll make her suffer, Miss Angel, yes we will.

growls at Ai Koi And let me guess, she doesn't realise that the -hime part isn't part of her actual name anymore that it is a part of Tomoyo-hime's or Sakura=hime's.


...I shouldn't get angry and imaginary fanbrats, should I? I think I should go lie down.

My agents would give her a trip to ANOTHER wonderful universe: Harry Potter! As soon as she walked through the portal, they'd plunk her down in front of the mirror of Erised and watch her waste away.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that we're all longing to escape.

Speak for yourself, darling. I read P&P for its realism and satire as much as its romance. Qualities which seem to be missing from the farce that is "Lost in Austen."

Write away! All I ask is that you send me a copy of the mission before you send it out into the wide world!

Otherwise, the this story is looking good!

/PG hat

L

Even though I'm undergoing the Permission process, I am going to state the following...

Agent Christianne browses through the poison shop, settling for Ye Olde Poisonous Poison(tm). Meanwhile, Agent Eledhwen hacks up a dummy of Amanda Price (P&P's official Mary Sue) for stress relief

I just bought a pen that has pink, urple, and purple ink thingys (it's the kind with a lot of different colors in one pen, pushed by springs and other...stuff). But they really don't have much of a distinction between the three so now I have three shades of urple-y magenta. Flattering.

Use of the nickname "Sed" will have both your agents in traction if it's so much as whispered in the presence of Agent Sedri. She's a little... touchy about nicknames.

( ;p )

I couldn't even watch three minutes of that dreck. It needs to die horribly.

Agent Ansela coats her throwing knifes with poison

Does Meir Brin still do mini-Aragog adoptions?

huggles Lucy Pevenzi May I adopt her? May I? May I? I'll take good care of her and she can play with Mara and Ithill.

Oh, and if anyone reads Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles fics, could you send any minis you find to Misses Cass and Angel? They're mini-kiji- little demons. Very friendly towards non-fanbrats.

Absolutely. Fanfic can't replace any relationship, and is only really wish-fulfillment. But even though I understand that, I still wonder what would happen if I went to Narnia and got Caspian to fall in love with me or something.

But then I'd be a Mary Sue, stealing him away from Ramandu's daughter and Susan. And I'd have to PPC myself.

Ok...may I adopt the mini-Dragon?

When I looked over my old fanfiction, I discovered Ewoyn, with an accented E. Also, I discovered Bilibo and Frogo.

And as for mini-Aragogs, I spotted Mc Gongall.

I do hope no one else from C&S frequents this Board. Especially Maikke-Fluffy.
But Sed, you asked for it...
To anyone else: This writing sample is Alternate Universe. It is a Narnia Fanfic where the Pevensies stay and Susan marries Caspian. After their wedding dance, Susan decides that Caspian needs to have a dance lesson.

A Lesson in Painless Waltzing
Come on, Caspian!
My dear, I do not wish to
You are going to, and I will not be dissuaded. Do you know how crushed my toes felt after that dance?
The rest of the Pevensie siblings and Trumpkin looked on amusedly as Susan Pevensie literally dragged her newly-wedded husband into the ballroom. Said king was struggling all the while with a childish pout on his face.
I do not see the reason in this, my Queen, the King of the Telmarines and Narnians grumbled as Susan proceeded to plant him firmly in a seat.
The Gentle Queen scowled at him in a most ungentle way. Your problem is that while you know the steps, you dont know how to do the dance with a partner without giving them toe injuries. Were changing that today. She turned to Peter. All right; come over here. Were going to teach Caspian dear how to do a proper waltz without stepping on peoples toes.
The High King of Narnia smirked a little, still finding the situation funny beyond reckoning. He approached her and placed one hand on her waist. Susan put one hand flat against her brothers shoulder before taking his other hand. Finally, she gave the minstrel who was also in the room a signal to start playing.
A little waltz started. Susan and Peter danced slowly, while Susan chanted One-two-three, one-two-threesee, his feet arent pulverizing mineone-two-three...
Pretty soon it was Caspian who was dancing with her, and doing a terrible job at it. The word ow was slowly becoming an overused interjection for Susan.
You know, Su, you can always let Caspian lead, commented Edmund as Susan took a seat, bending down to massage her aching toes. Caspian sat next to her with a see-I-told-you-so look on his face.
His older sister glowered at him. Pray tell, Ed, will there be a difference?
Their Dear Little Friend Trumpkin tilted his head a little and said shrewdly, If you let him lead, your Majesty, at least you will be able to avoid his feet. You are already able to feel him moving forward with the hand on his shoulder there, so it is a simple matter to move with him.
Susan shrugged. It cant hurt to try, DLF. Sooner or later she and Caspian were in the dance position again, ready to waltz.
As they began to move, Susan fought the urge to lead him and instead opted to follow his footing. Trying her hardest not to look down, she closed her eyes and braced herself for a bout of pain that would certainly occur if he stepped on her feet again
It never came. Her eyes slowly opened again at the end of the dance to see her husband grinning smugly at her. Looks like Trumpkin was right, he murmured in her ear.
Susan laughed, admitting defeat. But her laughter died out as she noticed that his face was dangerously close to hers. She closed her eyes again as she closed the distance between their lips.
So I guess the lesson is over, aye? muttered Edmund. Peter merely grimaced. No matter how happy he had felt when Aslan noted the feelings Caspian and Susan felt for one another and therefore allowed them to stay, he still felt his big brother protectiveness struggling to kick in whenever Caspian and Susan showed public displays of affection.
Peter tried to grin and bear it, mentally beating back the protectiveness with Rhindon. It would seem that way, yes, he replied. Theyre happy and love each other very much. Theres no need to step in, he reminded himself.
Lucy smiled. Well, now that Caspian can do a waltz without stepping on toes, I think we need to teach him the minuet without crippling people for life as well.
Caspian, who heard Lucy, groaned.

The worst of the damage.

Agent Isaiah calmly takes up a whetstone

mini-Aragogs:
Blaise Zarbini, Hanna Abbot, Justin Flintch -Fletchy

mini-Dragon:
Lucy Pevenzi

mini-Movie:
Nummy Muffin Cocoa Butter

mini-Reapers:
Darvos, The Doctro, J-9, Lela, The Meddling Mon

Email me a portion of the story (~half page or so) and I will read it over and give you the official OK stamp. One thing that I am not getting from your letters is formating. I know that they are letters, but still dosn't give me a full perspective of what you can do.

That being said, you should have your OK, as soon as I read the sample.

my address: letohaven @ hotmail.com

Leto

Not meaning to be pushy, but I don't see why not. You wrote it, and the PG isn't going to be influencing the contest...

shrugs It's up to you. Just doens't make sense to me, that's all.