Subject: [MST] Dima's Digimon Fanfic Path: lobby!newstf02.news.aol.com!portc03.blue.aol.com!audrey04.news.aol.com!not-for-mail Lines: 183 X-Admin: news@aol.com From: jsolano199@aol.comlink (Jose L. Solano) Newsgroups: alt.games.nintendo.pokemon Date: 25 Dec 2000 23:05:25 GMT Organization: AOL http://www.aol.com Message-ID: <20001225180525.02670.00000280@ng-cq1.aol.com> I apologize for the delay. Dima told me not to post this MST until he had the second part of his little fanfic written. It's been what, two months now, Dima? Can't wait any longer. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------- Austin- Hey! HEY!! LOOK AT THIS!! David- What? Austin- I GOT A LETTER FROM AOL! Jamie- Quick, open it! Austin- It says... uh... "dee-ar Ay-oo-st-ine..." Scott- Gimme that! It says "Dear Austin, thank you for sending us this suggestion for a new America Online upgrade, but we realize you're braindead, so we'll let you in one something: We hate our users. We want them all dead, and we continue to pride ourselves in pissing them off to the fullest of our abilities. Please view the enclosed CD. Fuck you, Steve Case." (Austin puts the CD into his computer) >Since FF.N is being a dick Jamie- How can a website that archives fanfictions be a male body part? > I guess I could post this here. Bleh, I hope I dont turn into a crappy writer like that Brendy kid. Scott- *cough* Too late there, Dimmy. >I own Digimon, not this fic. David- AND DIGIMON OWNS YOU!! >This-wait no. I own this fic, and the awful dubbers own Digimon. Jamie- No they don't, they just have rights to use it in the US. >I also own a little plush Gatomon that I got from some restaurant in the US. David- BURN IT! >But does that matter? Oh, by the way, I'm going to use English names. I can't remember all the Jap >names well enough. Scott- And you call yourself a fan! > L Austin- AAAAAAAAAAH!!! David- It's L!!! Scott- RUN!!!! >Also, I might have Mimi a bit out of character, but you'll forgive me for that, won't you? David- Sorry, no. I'll have you sent to the chair for that, but you'll forgive me, won't you? >Mimato, Awaken! Scott- WHO SAID THAT?! WHO'S THERE?! > It was a cold evening, and Mimi shivered in bed. David- But only because she was too stupid to pull the blanket over here. >She was visiting the Digidestined, as always. She visited them at least twice every month. Jamie- And at least twice every month they kicked her out. >Being the shopper that Mimi is, though, her Air Miles probably stack up. Scott- Yes, I buy airline tickets to visit the Digidestined all the time. >Her eyes slowly opened. "What, where am I!?" she asked herself. Austin- That happens a lot to drunken whores. >"Oh. Right, I'm in the hotel room. I hate when that happens," she muttered to herself. Austin- What did I say? WHAT DID I SAY?! >She stood up and went to turn on the heater. David- In a freak accident, it exploded, taking Mimi with it. The end. >It was not dawn yet, but nightlife was certainly alive everywhere. Jamie- (Mimi) EEEK! THERE'S NIGHTLIFE ALL OVER MY BED!! EEEEEEEK!! >Cars zoomed past, their headlights merely a stroke of white to Mimi's eyes. She yawned, and after being >satisfied with the heater Austin- Bwahahahahahahahahaha, what a whore! >(she had trouble operating heavy machinery) Scott- Yes, turning the heater on equates to operating a bulldozer. > she plopped herself Austin- Someone's got the runs! (Dima Safonov runs in) Dima- SILENCE! >down onto her bed and sighed. Slowly, she fell asleep again. David- And then she had a stroke in her sleep and died. The end. > Mimi was awakened yet again, but this time by the sound of her telephone. David- (guy on the phone) Listen up ya lil' bitch! Give me my money by noon tomorrow or ya's gonna be pretty sorry! >Still sleepy, she picked up the telephone. Jamie- No! Don't! It's a telemarketer! >'AUTOMATIC WAKEUP CALL. 9:00 AM. WAKE UP. WAKE UP.' Scott- I think this means she has to go to the street corner now. >She grumbled as she put down the phone. "Why did I ever set that thing?" she said, through another yawn. David- BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO STUPID TO BUY AN ALARM CLOCK, WHORE! >She took a shower, put on her watch, combed her hair, put the stars back on her hair, looking in the >mirror, squealed with delight and giggled. David- Immediately afterward the mirror began to play tricks on her and made her look like an old saggy grandma. Stricken with grief, Mimi hanged herself from the showerhead. >"This time. Oh, this time, Matt will be mine." An evil grin split across her face. Scott- Watch out! She plans on giving him herpes! Jamie- (Mimi) MWAHAHAHAHA!! >"I'm a very, very, cute girl from America, and I've saved the world more than once. Austin- She had her business card designed to raise her self-esteem. >Matt is a very, very cute rock star here in Japan. Jamie- Who are you talking to? Scott- In a horrible twist of irony, Matt turns out to be gay! >And he's also saved the world a few times! Wee, we're a perfect match." David- I'm assuming this is supposed to be corny and not a product of a shitty writer. >Should I write more? Austin- Why is he so sadistic?! (Austin begins to cry) Jamie- There there, he won't hurt us anymore. Jose L. Solano ------------------------------- 100% of all people who read my posts die ------------------------------- Beware the Dark Hamster of the Sith