Electro, noted super-villain and master of electricity, was taking a break from world domination. His plan was to first conquer the south side of Southtown and work his way up. So far, he'd held up a small Italian bistro sucessfully. His plan was going nicely. Now, however, Electro needed a cigarette break. He stood outside the alley of his super secret abandoned power station hideout and lit up. He took a puff and exhaled. "Long day. Guess I'll have to knock over a few more stores and finish up my plot. Maybe I should hit that other restaurant I like. That pizza store." He took another long puff. <> Electro jumped. "...who said that?" he said. <> "Who's there?! Who's out there?!" <> "Yes... it's very safe. Now come out. Now." <> "Look, it's perfectly safe. Come out." Electro finished his cigarette and threw it down. "Come on!" <> <> "What?" <> A pebble hit Electro in the back of the head. "Ow! Who did that? This *isn't FUNNY*!" <> Another pebble hit him. Electro screamed. "FINE!" he shouted. He ran out of the alley and into the street, only to trip and fall down a stray manhole. Spider-man and Venom dropped down from the walls. "You're right," began Spider-man. "That was a lot of fun." "It took two minutes. You owe us thirty bucks, Parker," responded Venom. "I don't have any cash on me." "He dropped his wallet. Just take it out of that." [---] FORGOT ABOUT JAE Chapter 35: Killer Queens Story stabbed in the heart with a wooden stake by Shelby Scott. Chapter sniped from 2000 yards by David 'black dub' Brothers. [---] LAST TIME ON FORGOT ABOUT JAE: --Seriously, I don't even want to go there. It makes me think naughty thoughts. --Mmm... naughty thoughts. Hoyeah. --Do you like that baby? I know you do. --Oh, and there was some time travel crap, too. Who cares about that, though, when we have a dozen naked women right *here*? [---] Cortana, a sentient floating pink artificial intelligence awoke to the sound of growling coming from under her house. She rolled out of her stand and pulled on a robe. "Chief?" she called down the hall. "Chief!" She sighed. She opened her door and walked down the hall. "Chief, if you don't turn that damn monster movie off..." The television wasn't on. Cortana pursed her digital lips. "Huh." "WHO'S MESSING WITH MY TV?! 'CAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO GO OFF!" shouted Master Chief, running into the living room, wildly waving an assault rifle. "Who is it?! Answer me!" A small glowing ball of metal floating into the room. "It's my TV, I bought the damn thing," it muttered. "Monitor, you shut up!" shouted Chief. "Now who the hell is on my TV? Cortana? Were you messing with my TV? Why are you growling like that?" "No." Cortana scanned the room and its surrounding area. "This noise is coming from... below the house!" Master Chief hefted his rifle and fired wildly at the floor. "SHUT UP DOWN THERE, DO YOU HEAR ME?! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" Chief continued yelling until Cortana whispered "Armor: Hibernate. Confirmation Code: Cromwell." Master Chief fell silent as his armor shut down and slumped to the ground. "Hey, that's cool, can you do that to me?" asked Monitor. "No, Monitor. Just power down and rest." Cortana moved to go back to her stand. "Yeah, okay," said Monitor. "I can do that. I'll go into sleep mode right now and when I power up I'll just call me some tech support and get transferred out of here to some othe-" Monitor shut down as Cortana quieted him with a small EMP wave. [---] "THAT'S *IT*, KAGURA!" screamed Yuri. She grabbed what was left of her clothes and threw open Chizuru's door. "Every-fucking-time I get ready to do this, *that fucking thing* pops up! Every time! This hasn't happened with Mai or King in ages! Why you?!" "Yuri, it isn't permanent! It'll go away after a while!" "How long is a while?!" "...well, I think we'd have to get a little nasty first. Little Chiz-chan can usually go three or four times a day." "ARGH!" screamed Yuri. "'Get nasty' by your damn *self*! FUCK YOU!" She slammed the door on her way out. "Does this mean you aren't coming to the tournament?" called Chizuru. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Yuri shouted through the door. [---] The next morning found Cortana and Monitor outside their suburban home at the entrance to their basement. "Don't you ever do that to me again," said Monitor. "I don't like it when you abuse my robotic nature like that." "Hey!" shouted their neighbor, Serious Sam. "What's uh, what's all this noise comin' from over here? I was up all night last night listenin' to youse guys' monster movies." "We weren't playing any movies, Sam," said Cortana. "Oh really dere? Why don't I believe you?" "Sam, look. There's something under our house. My sensors tell met that it is at least four thousand years old. We're gonna find out what it is. Would you like to come?" "What the hell kinda question is dat? What'm I, some kinda moron? You can go under dat house and get killed *yaself*. Leave me out of it." Sam walked back over into his yard. "Okay. Fine. Monitor, you go first. We have to find out what that is under there." Monitor did an artificial intelligence's equivalent to a shrug and said, "It's probably just a raccoon. They like to live under houses." Cortana paused and looked at Monitor. "A raccoon that is over four thousand years old?" "Yeah, they excercise. I see them jumpin' on trees and stuff." "Okay... hey, why don't you go in there and talk to it?" "Sure, that's a great idea. I'll just transform into an igloo. The raccoon will think 'Hey! An igloo. Eskimos must live here.'" Monitor shivered in place for a moment before turning his attention back to Cortana. "See? Now I'm an igloo." "That's right, Monitor!" said Cortana. "You sure are smart. Go ahead." Monitor said, "You're damn right I'm the smart one," and went under the house. Ten seconds later the small AI came rushing out from under the house. "That ain't no damn raccoon! It's a damn shambler! I told you I was gonna call tech support! I'm gonna do it now. I don't need to live here." Sam ambled back over into Cortana's yard. "Hey, I see youse found the shambler, dere!" Cortana turned to Sam. "You *knew* about this?" "Heh heh, yeah. Why do you think the house came so cheap? The previous guy was some kinda... shooter guy. He captured one, made it do whatever he wanted, and shit. A real nutcase, that one. Thought he was invincible, or something. In fact, he'd get out on the roof every night and scream out "I'm INVINCIBLE!" Sam laughed deeply. Cortana looked at Sam. "Well, uh, I mighta made that part up. But he had that monster doin' tricks, spinning plates and everythin'! Uh, at least until it ate him." "...huh," said Cortana. "It's trained?" [---] "Zack?" asked Nikki. "Zack, you do realize that there are nearly a hundred women flying to this island today, right?" "Yeah." Zack futzed about with his computer console a little more, setting up his big entrance. This had to be perfect. "Zack, I'm going to say this simply." "Say what, baby?" asked a distracted Zack. "Hands-off." Zack turned. "What?" "No touching." "B-b-but, baby! That's not--" "No, Zack. I don't mind if you look or play your silly little games. When it comes down to touchy-feely, you are mine." Nikki glared at Zack with the heat of one thousand suns. Zack felt the heat. "yes nikki," he muttered. "Good, lover. Now, how are you gonna pull this off?" "Nikki, you know I can't tell you that. A guy's gotta have 'is secrets, after all. Just trust me when I say that this will be beautiful." "...I guess you'll be increasing the Lewdatron level, then?" Zack perked up. "Oh yeah!" he said. He reached over and turned the dial all the way up to eleven. [---] Two hours out from Zack Island was an airplane. Outside, it was relatively peaceful. Inside, it was...not so peaceful. "Mai, will you please tell Chizuru 'Surprise! Penis!' Kagura to pass the Jack Daniel's?" said Yuri Sakazaki, just loud enough for Chizuru to hear. "Look, Yuri--" "Mai, will you please tell Chizuru 'Boi-oi-oi-oing' Kagura that I am not speaking to her?" Yuri uncrossed and recrossed her arms to prove her point. "Yuriiiii..." At that moment, every strip of clothing on the plane turned to gelatin and slowly drizzled to the floor, leaving all the women wet, sticky and irritated. "Mai, will you please tell-" "WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP?!" screamed Chizuru. [---] Back in the suburbs, Cortana was trying to figure out how to control the shambler. She'd tried every command she knew, but nothing was working. The shambler would just stand there and moan. "What the hell is all that noise?!" shouted Master Chief from the living room. "I'm trying to watch a movie and I can't hear it because that damn monster is making all that noise!" Cortana had just enough time to hear Master Chief slam his recliner shut before he slammed open Cortana's door. "What the hell are you doing? This isn't a zoo!" The shambler grunted at him. "You can shut up, Mr. Homeless Monster From The Pits of Hell. I don't care what *you* say. You aren't even a person!" "Look, Chief. I'm trying to run some tests on this monster. Since *you* don't get any crime-fighting done, I'm forced to find *other* options." Chief threw up his arms and sighed. "I've *told* you this before, I don't *fight crime*. I shoot things. We've been through this. The doctor says that I have a torn ligament and can't do all the things I used to do!" "...Chief, you wear a suit of armor." "So?" "Forget it," Cortana sighed. "Will you leave so that I can get some work done?" "Why? You wanna hug this monster while I'm gone? Get a little freaky tonight?" Chief made a lewd movement with his hips. "Chief. OUT." Cortana's clothes, pixelated though they may be, disappeared, leaving her clad in only a tiny mosaic square. Chief laughed. "You couldn't wait until I got out of the room to start seducing him?" "OUT!" Cortana looked around her OS for the folder where she kept all her clothes. "Wha... it's *all gone*?! DELETED?!" The shambler moaned in appreciation. [---] Back on Zack Island, the tournament was just beginning to get under way. A few hundred women were sitting in the stands of an enclosed stadium. A sign on the rafters read "Zack's Dome of Love." "Fellow ladies," began Chizuru, "I am Chizuru Kagura, the organizer of this tournament. We've all noticed that our clothes seem to-" "CUT IT SHORT, PENIS-GIRL!" shouted Yuri Sakazaki. Chizuru paused and blushed. "Ahem. So, we've got a tournament to do." "Actually," interrupted Morrigan, teleporting in behind Chizuru, "there's been a change of plans." Morrigan moved Chizuru out of the way and grabbed the microphone, licking her lips. "Now. We all know how this was *supposed* to work. But, a few of us girls did some... talking last night. We'll be more than happy to compete in your little tournament. However, we have one condition. A stipulation, if you will." "What is it, you demonic whore?" said Chizuru through gritted teeth. "If come out on top, so to speak, all of you will remain here. Nude. A few of you will be allowed to leave to gather supplies and such, but you will also be nude." "No!" Chizuru spat. "Well, then we'll just kill you all right here and now. Vice? Mature?" Vice leapt from the stands, landing next to Chizuru and locking her into a chokehold. Mature dragged a verbally abusive Yuri Sakazaki from the crowd and brought her to the stage. "If you don't agree, Kagura, then you will get it. We will have this tournament, we will win and you will all understand that nudity is beautiful." Chizuru slowly nodded while glaring hate at the succubus. Then, every woman's clothes were ripped to shreds, leaving Chizuru clad in only the bare necessities. Well, that and her girlwang. A shocked Vice dropped her to the ground. Chizuru quietly covered herself with her hands crawled off into the crowd. The women in the crowd just sat there, a little confused. What the hell was going on? How was this stupid tournament going to solve anything? What, exactly, was the prize for winning? And, perhaps the most important question of the hour, what the hell was Chizuru Kagura doing with a dick? Of course, fate has a way of solving all problems. A funky hip-hop beat reverberated all around the island. Two humongous speakers rose out of the ground behind the assembled women. They shuddered to a stop, towering roughly five hundred feet into the air. Between them, miniscule in comparison, was a dj booth, complete with two turntables, a box of records and Duck King. "HELLO!" he shouted into a microphone. "I am... DUCK KING! Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I would like to present to you... the Queen of Fighters tournament, TWO THOUSAND AND SIX!" Duck paused to pet his little Duck. "Thank you for coming and we hope you enjoy your stay! May I present to you your gracious hosts... ZACK AND NIKKI!" Zack and Nikki walked into the suddenly spotlighted stadium, hand-in-hand. They were both wearing white, Zack with a purple bow-tie and Nikki with a gorgeous assortment of bracelets and jewelry. They took their place before the microphone. Zack shushed the non-existent applause and began to speak. "It's a pleasure to see you all here. Welcome... to Zack Island. My island." Nikki punched him. "Our island. I'd like to thank the lovely Morrigan for making this tournament much more interesting!" Zack turned a flashed a grin at Morrigan. Chizuru, in the *very* back of the crowd and wearing a towel, held her head in her hands. "...I don't know how Chizuru missed this. 'Free use of the island with no strings attached' my ass." "Now then, it's time for me to introduce... TEAM ZACK! Duck, give me a drum roll, please." Duck King complied. "Angel, Vice, Mature, Sophitia, Kasumi, Christie, Morrigan, Lilith, Tiffany and Felicia! COME ON DOWWWWWWWWWWWWN!" The other girls ran up and joined Morrigan, Vice and Mature on the stage. A little bit of succubus magic and voila, all ten girls were wearing a matching white tank-top and panty set. The tank-tops had the words "Hit It Strong" on the front, while the panties had "Hit It Fast" on the back. They cut quite a delicious scene. "Now," said Nikki, "we do realize this is a tournament. Therefore, we'll be doing a sixteen-woman tournament, single elimination. If one of our girls wins the final round, we win. If one of your girls win, then so be it. Our team will be... Kasumi, Sophitia, Morrigan, Lilith, Vice, Mature, Christie and Angel. Who will compete for," Nikki paused to giggle, "Team Prude?" Yuri Sakazaki, Ayane, Mai Shiranui, King, Cammy, Kula Diamond, Athena and May Lee stepped forward. "Ah," said Nikki. "Half jailbait, half over-endowed. Not too shabby." [---] Cortana finished up her 'net searching. It seemed like most of the women in the world, not to mention 99.9% of the women who lived in Southtown, were having serious problems keeping their clothes on and their hormones in check. One link caught her holographic eye, so she clicked it. It led to a site called queensofpain.net. "Up-to-the-minute Info on teh lat3st Queen of Fighters 2006 matches! Profiles on all the contenders! n00dity on Zack Island!" the site read. A smaller logo at the bottom proclaimed that the site was the property of Zack Enterprises, "Dedicated to De-pantsing Women Worldwide!" Cortana smiled. "Chief, attach Monitor the the trailer. We've got a trip to take." "I'M NOT GOING!" shouted Monitor. "That trailer hurts me!" "Shut up, Monitor!" shouted Chief. "You are going to take these nails in your USB ports and you are going to *like it*!" "H-hey," stammered Sam. "You wouldn't leave wit'out me, wouldja?" "...Sam, what are you doing in my room?" [---] "Okay," declared Zack. "This tournament won't be your usual tournament, no way! Since we have so many fiiiiiiiiiine women here, we're going to have all kinds of interesting matches! First... we ahve the bra and panties match! Duck, give us some suitable music while I introduce the FIRST MATCH! Angel, May Lee Jinju, would you please step up to the arena?" Everyone had moved outside to the beach. Bleachers were once again set up for the spectating women while Duck King spun records behind them. "Ladies, you will have the first match of the evening. Now, please strip down to your bra and panties and begin!" shouted Zack, stepping away from the action. [---] "So this is Zack Island, huh?" said Sam. "Doesn't look all that great. Heh heh, I've seen better strip clubs, y'know?" Cortana looked at Sam. "No, Sam, I don't know. What strip clubs are you talking about?" "Uh... nothing. Now, look, Computer-girl. What're we doing here? Huh? Where are all the fighting girls and stuff? I was expecting to see some action! Some HLA, you know what I mean?" The shambler moaned its agreement. "I don't get it," said Monitor. "What's HLA?" "I'll tell you when you're older," said Chief. "No you won't," said Cortana. "Now shut up, I'm trying to get a lock on that signal." May Lee, fully sans clothes, ran by crying wildly. She was wearing nothing at all and her hands did nothing to hide her... personal business. To wit, she was letting it all hang out. "THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT, HEAH!" shouted Sam. "HELL YEAH!" [---] Back at the ring, a topless Angel shrugged. "Are we done?" "WINNAR!" shouted Duck King. "Annnnnd Angel wins! Team ZACK's first contender moves on to the *SECOND* ROUND! Down at ringside, we have Nikki with the post-match interview!" "So, Angel, did you come into this match with any particular strategy?" asked Nikki, holding a microphone to Angel's face. "Well, uh, I pretty much just kicked her in the stomach and snatched off her bra." "And pulling off her panties with your teeth? That was pure genius." "Er, thank you?" said Angel. [---] On Olsen World, Hugo had been screaming for what amounted to six months. [---] Present time. The Epoch had been falling for the equivalent of several trillion eons after being fired upon. The gunfire had struck several vital instruments, throwing all of the Epoch's equipment into wild disarray. The Epoch was, in effect, skipping across the surface of time. [---] Elsewhere, Fuuma kicked over a checkers board. "Stop cheating!" he shouted. At Spekkio. Foolish Fuuma. "BEGONE!" shouted Spekkio. And Fuuma went. [---] The Epoch finally stabilized in a time period roughly four years before the first World Warriors tournament. However, despite the time being stable, the ride definitely was not. The Epoch had maybe ten seconds before it crashed down in a deserted Japanese park. Down in the park sat E. Honda. He was wondering whether or not to enter this "World Warriors" tournament he had heard about. It seemed like all the world's greatest fighters were entering, barring a few holdouts. Terry Bogard announced that he couldn't make it due pressing issues in Southtown and that his friends had other business as well. Even that M. Bison fucker was going to enter. Honda still wasn't sure whether or not it was worth it. Then the Epoch hit him in the small of his back. [---] Across the street, a well-on-his-way-to-drunk Ken Masters opened his eyes just in time to see the spectacle. He nudged his passed out partner Seth. "...Seth. Seth, wake up man. Did you just see that?" Seth raised his head and looked out the window. "I see a fat man sitting in a park." "Dude, did you see what he just *did*?" "No. Why should I care what E. Honda does? I'm drunk." "That's his name? What? Say that again." "His name is E. Honda." "E. Honda just deflected a fucking *meteor* with his back-fat!" Seth paused in his trip to unconsciousness and looked up. "He did what?" "E. Honda just cushioned a meteor's *fall from outer space* with the fat of his back!" Seth looked around woozily. "That deserves a toast." "TO E. HONDA!" they shouted. "H-hey," stammered a young Rainbow Mika. "You guys know E. Honda?" [---] As E. Honda rolled around on the ground, trying to put on the small fire on his back, Lucca, Robo and the Driver exited the Epoch. "Go go go!" she shouted. "Don't look back, just run!" They ran. Another ship appeared just behind the fallen and wrecked Epoch. A hatch opened in its hull. "E. HONDA!" shouted Potemkin. "You gotta join that World Warriors tournamijig!" [---] Off in the bushes, Lucca and the Driver watched the scene. "Can you drive that?" whispered Lucca. The Driver looked vaguely confused for a moment before nodding. "Good. Let's go." [---] "Er," said E. Honda. "What was your name again?" "Why?" "Well, three people just stole your... travel thing." Potemkin turned around. "Ho-lee sheeyit! Cyrax is gonna kill me. He *told* me not ta take da new ship out." [---] "Back on track!" shouted Lucca. "Let's go get Cracker Jack!" The Driver wrestled with the controls some more as Lucca paraded around the Time Machine's cockpit. "Who's the baddest scientist in all the land?! LUCCAAAAAA!" sang Lucca. She lowered her voice a few octaves and said, "You dammmmmmn right." [---] Castle Wolfenstein. The past. Cracker Jack sat in the Castle Wolfenstein library, watching Bloodrayne, Indiana Jones, Lieutenant Patterson and B.J. blow up various undead, Nazis and undead Nazis. "They're taking all my fun," he muttered. "And because of this stupid TV show, I can't do shit about it." CJ stood up to try to get in on the action yet again, only to be knocked back into his seat. A helpful voice informed him that "this is a televised event, sir. You may not interfere. An invisible shield has been erected to ensure that no foul play occurs. Thank you for your time. Please don't forget to watch the Belmont Family News Hour, live at 8:00, 10:00 and 11:00 in your local time node. "Fuck." Then a ball of white light sucked him into a time machine. Fate is weird like that. [---] "Ladies and gents, next up is a personal feti... uh... favorite of mine. Mai Shiranui, the 'Oh! Me Bouncy!' Ninja-girl," said Zack, "versus Morrigan Aensland, the sexiest succubus this side of Hell! To make this even more interesting, we will have two matches at the same time! Just in case one match isn't tickling your fancy... we've got Kula against Lilith! These matches, like the last, will be more first to nudity matches!" Zack paused as Nikki nudged him. "What?" he asked. "You're kidding." [---] In a secret cave on Zack Island, Vega, Spanish Ninja, sat in thought. Well, not so much in thought as in a pile of Mai Shiranui and Kula Diamond's replacement bras and panties. "Mmmm," he moaned. "Bliss. Yes." Vega realized that his nose itched. "...must... sniff!" [---] "You're not kidding," muttered Zack. "Okay! Change of plans. Beat each other senseless. GO!" [---] Kula Diamond, wearing only a borrowed long-ish t-shirt and panties- Scratch that. Kula Diamond, wearing the remains of a white t-shirt and sucking a lolipop, stared down the lolita succubus, Lilith. "We could get friendly, y'know," said Lilith. "We could lollygag, maybe hit up Lolipalooza, take in the sights, have hot sweaty unnatural sex." [---] Somewhere else, Roll Light was playing a game of hide-and-seek. "Lolly lolly oxen free!" she shouted. [---] "*ANY*ways," said Lilith, "we don't have to fight." Kula licked her lolipop and stared at Lilith some more. "Fine then, if you want to fight, come on!" Kula licked her loli. Lilith finally got pissed. She leapt at Kula, intent on finishing her in one hit. She opened her arms and let her clothes fade away, intent of showing Kula all the pleasures of the world at once and driving her insane with ecstasy. Well, that was the plan. Running bare-assed naked into a girl who could control ice was never a good idea. Kula blinked and a wall of *cold* reached out and grabbed Lilith and wrapped her in its embrace. This move was illegal in forty-nine states and outright banned in the United Kingdom. Thanks to the beauty of the internet, however, you can find it online at-- [---] Back in that secret cave, Vega had the sinking feeling that he was missing something wonderful. "Well played, indeed. Distract me with what I thought was my dream and then tease me... genius. Well played." [---] Lilith fell to the ground, an icy sheen to her eyes. "The cold," she muttered. "So cold. Too fast." As the cheers began for Kula, Lilith's tiny voice muttered "F-f-f-f-frigid bitch." [---] The Mai and Morrigan fight was much more interesting, however. Mai's Ryu En Bu and Morrigan's various fireballs did a very good job of shredding not only their own clothes, but the clothes of the surrounding audience. If the fire didn't shred the clothes, then the rampaging giant moth-men did a damn good job of it in the meantime. Zack's nudity machine didn't help at all, either. [---] "HELL YEAH!" shouted Serious Sam. "That's what I'm talking about! FLASH THEM TITTIES, BABY!" Sam leaned over to his nearest neighbor, who just happened to be Chun-Li. "See, I saw something like this at Woodstock '99, right before it all went to hell. These two girls got up on stage, set their clothes on fire, right? Then they started kissing and stripping and I was like 'HELL YEAH' and then I passed out." Chun-Li groaned. Then all her clothes exploded in a flash of white light. The bleacher bench below her chuckled. "Heh... I am unstoppable!" [---] Mai and Morrigan were trading blows at a rapid pace up to and until the point when a shambler exploded from the sidelines and began rampaging around the arena. Morrigan moved to dodge, but how the hell do you dodge an eight foot tall monster with sharp teeth? It wasn't that the monster wanted her dead or anything. Shamblers have needs, too. "HUUUUUUG!" it groaned. And it hugged Morrigan. And crushed her. [---] "Uh," said Zack into a microphone from his base of operations, "next fight is Cammy versus Vice, go! Someone get that damn monster out of my arena!" Zack leaned back in his chair. Watching the proceedings from the safety of his lair? Best idea he'd ever had. Then a flashing computer screen caught his eye. "...deleting files on h-drive?" he muttered. "What the he- NO!" He frantically hunt-and-pecked in an attempt to stop the attack. "You fucking hackers! No!" The screen twisted and turned black. When it came back on, a small purple woman stood on Zack's screen, clad only in ones and zeroes. "Take that, you perverted motherfucker," said Cortana. Then she destroyed Zack's h-drive. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" [---] Outside, Cammy and Vice were having a heated match. Quarter was neither given nor taken, as this was truly a match of the millenium. "HUUUUUUUUUG! CURRRRRRRRRRRSE!" shouted the shambler, pointing at Cammy. Well, it would have been a great fight. "Vice wins!" shouted Duck King. [---] Somewhere in the time stream, Fuuma floated. He floated, and he laughed. Floating was funny. Then a ship appeared next to him. A hatch opened in the hull and, of all people, Cracker Jack leaned out. "Fuuma, get inside. Floating isn't funny." [fin] Author's Notes: Fuck. Big ups to Gavok and Wanderer for prereading help, Wandy for pointing out illogical tourney plans and Gavok for actually agreeing to help me with the tourney. Hopefully I didn't bog him down with too much crap. Please note that I cannot write fight scenes for shit, so I had to go with gimmicks. I would apologize, but I don't care. black dub... out. david 'black dub' brothers brother_justice@cox.net