Eh, this...well, I'm not ure what it is. But as Marco said in some book... "A topic will ... emerge." So go read my fic/thingie: Animorphaholics Anonymous!
PS: Mweh, I know this has nothing to do with Animorphs! But my chars deserve this...
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This is what happens when you are an insane insomniac with a caffeine addiction who wants to write a fanfic at... ::checks:: ...4:30 AM. Enjoy!
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::scene opens up on a room, with a circle of people in it::
::a person stands up::
Hello. My name is Patrick and I'm an Animorphaholic. And I am insane.
::another person stands up::
I'm Tom and I'm also an Animorphaholic.
::Patrick jumps on Tom:: Die, you voice in my head!
Tom: gack! Help! get 'im offa me!
Patrick: mwa ha heh!
::two people in white suits come up and grab Patrick, placing him in a straightjacket::
P: Mwar!
::For a minute everyone's silent, then someone stands up::
::Someone stands up::
Hi, I'm Nick. And I'm an Animorphaholic...
Someone from next room: Voice in my head!
Nick: um ... and I'm stuck in Hork-Bajir morph…
Everyone: ...
Someone: no, your not.
Nick: ::attacks person karate style, and tries to make him eat tree bark::
Person: mpfhd!!
Men In White: ::drag Nick away::
::Someone jumps up and runs after them drying to spit on them::
::a man in white jump out at her:: Now, now Cathy, you shouldn't have escaped...
::Group of people look at each other::
::Tom glances at someone and they snicker::
::An explosion is heard from bathrooms::
MIW: Dear Bob!
Bob: huh?
MIW: Tom and Matt blew up the bathrooms! AGAIN!
:: 3 MIW drag the two away::
::8 people left::
::one person stands up::
Person: I'm John, and I'm actually pretty sane, but I'm with them…
Someone: That's not a sane thing to do…
John: So, I'm going to let them take me too.
MIW: ::escort John to where the other lunatics::
Bob: ::spontaneously combusts::
Everyone else: O_O
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::The remaining 6 people run out of building::
Marco: why'd we have the meeting at the nuthouse, again?
Cassie: it's not polite to call them nuts.
Rachel: Psychos, Lunatics, Wackos ... those are okay though…
Cassie: ::nods looking back a the crazy people wave at them::
Jake: We're never having a meeting there again…
Ax: That would be a good thing for our mental health.
Tobias: Yeah, it would...
::The Animorphs stroll off::
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Bob, who's on fire: Who where the wackos? Let's find out! ::falls down, dead:
Patrick: great. we we're this close to meeting the Animorphs, but noooooooo, you guys have to ruin it!
Tom: Us?!
Patrick: You're a voice in my head. I can't hear you. ::starts humming indecipherably::
Matt: you should stop listening to music on the high tape speed…
P: ::continues humming::
John: Why am I even here?
Cathy: Because you want to be near me?
J: ::blinks:: Oh. That's how I'm insane, again.
C: ::spits on John::
J: aww ::gives her saliva back::
T: ::gags::
Nick: ::tries to eat 'tree bark,' also known as the padding in the rubber room::
Reed: and you guys were let out for good behavior!
P: Reed! I mean, Reed.
T: ::passes out the Pat/Reed smooch picture to people::
P: ::sees:: Michelle...
Michelle: ::runs up and smacks Tom gleefully::
Staci: This is a simulation. I am not real.
(Whoops... I wonder what ever happened to Staci...)
Stacey: ::walks in::
Reed: Hi, Mom. ::is a few days younger than Stacey:: Where's dad?
Stacey: Oh, you know the Ellimist. Always doing something.
::an Andalite rushes in and hands Reed a pile of paperwork::
R: ::moans:: A Queen's job is never done.. ::wanders off::
Lynn: ::walks over dressed a a nurse:: Hiya!
A real Nurse: Give back my uniform!
::Lynn and the Nurse run off::
Chris: ::is bored so kicks himself::
Stacey: ow!
Chris: ::grins::
Eric: ow!
Chris: ::blinks:: oh, yeah..
Reed: ::looks at Eric holding leg confused and laughs::
Amy: ::is on vacation::
(Hint, hint Stacey.. is she ever coming back?)
Jamie: ::turns hair green and face brown while sniffling at a picture of her dead brother::
P: Welcome to the Morpher Society! The Insanest Hope for the Human Race!
T: who are you talking to?
P: The audience.
T: ...
Amy: ::comes back, magically::
A: ::goes onto the computer, which magically appeared with her::
A: hey look! ::on a website::
~ ~ Start Self Promotion Here ~ ~
::everyone crowds around::
P: wow! The Morpher Society! ::checks profiles:: That's us!
::Everyone oohs and ahhs::
N: what's the address?
A: http://www.morpherociety.cjb.net/
N: so...http://www.morphersociety.cjb.net/?
A: yes. http://www.morphersociety.cjb.net/
T: I have a site too you know!
M: yeah but it sucks.
T: You're the co-webmaster, Matt! Or should I say SuperMatt?
M: ::eyes go swirly::
J: I don't know you people
R: I have a site too..and It's good.
E: where is it?
R: http://www.angelfire.com/ok3/QueenReed/QueenReedsRealm.html
Author: hey! jut cuz those are both your chars doesn't mean you can stick ads in my
ads with them Andrea! Get out of my fic!
Andrea: ::runs out laughing diabetically::
Chars: ::all stare at author::
Author: What?! WHAT?! Get back to work!
::they keep staring::
Author: ::notices Tom and Matt are missing::
Author: ::turns around:: Oh, sh--
::a sudden explosion occurs, knocking author out, and this fic, which was brought to
you by The Morpher Society, Coca-Cola, and Insanity, ends!::
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Marco: That fic was completely pointless.
Jake: yep.
PS: Mweh, I know this has nothing to do with Animorphs! But my chars deserve this...
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This is what happens when you are an insane insomniac with a caffeine addiction who wants to write a fanfic at... ::checks:: ...4:30 AM. Enjoy!
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::scene opens up on a room, with a circle of people in it::
::a person stands up::
Hello. My name is Patrick and I'm an Animorphaholic. And I am insane.
::another person stands up::
I'm Tom and I'm also an Animorphaholic.
::Patrick jumps on Tom:: Die, you voice in my head!
Tom: gack! Help! get 'im offa me!
Patrick: mwa ha heh!
::two people in white suits come up and grab Patrick, placing him in a straightjacket::
P: Mwar!
::For a minute everyone's silent, then someone stands up::
::Someone stands up::
Hi, I'm Nick. And I'm an Animorphaholic...
Someone from next room: Voice in my head!
Nick: um ... and I'm stuck in Hork-Bajir morph…
Everyone: ...
Someone: no, your not.
Nick: ::attacks person karate style, and tries to make him eat tree bark::
Person: mpfhd!!
Men In White: ::drag Nick away::
::Someone jumps up and runs after them drying to spit on them::
::a man in white jump out at her:: Now, now Cathy, you shouldn't have escaped...
::Group of people look at each other::
::Tom glances at someone and they snicker::
::An explosion is heard from bathrooms::
MIW: Dear Bob!
Bob: huh?
MIW: Tom and Matt blew up the bathrooms! AGAIN!
:: 3 MIW drag the two away::
::8 people left::
::one person stands up::
Person: I'm John, and I'm actually pretty sane, but I'm with them…
Someone: That's not a sane thing to do…
John: So, I'm going to let them take me too.
MIW: ::escort John to where the other lunatics::
Bob: ::spontaneously combusts::
Everyone else: O_O
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::The remaining 6 people run out of building::
Marco: why'd we have the meeting at the nuthouse, again?
Cassie: it's not polite to call them nuts.
Rachel: Psychos, Lunatics, Wackos ... those are okay though…
Cassie: ::nods looking back a the crazy people wave at them::
Jake: We're never having a meeting there again…
Ax: That would be a good thing for our mental health.
Tobias: Yeah, it would...
::The Animorphs stroll off::
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Bob, who's on fire: Who where the wackos? Let's find out! ::falls down, dead:
Patrick: great. we we're this close to meeting the Animorphs, but noooooooo, you guys have to ruin it!
Tom: Us?!
Patrick: You're a voice in my head. I can't hear you. ::starts humming indecipherably::
Matt: you should stop listening to music on the high tape speed…
P: ::continues humming::
John: Why am I even here?
Cathy: Because you want to be near me?
J: ::blinks:: Oh. That's how I'm insane, again.
C: ::spits on John::
J: aww ::gives her saliva back::
T: ::gags::
Nick: ::tries to eat 'tree bark,' also known as the padding in the rubber room::
Reed: and you guys were let out for good behavior!
P: Reed! I mean, Reed.
T: ::passes out the Pat/Reed smooch picture to people::
P: ::sees:: Michelle...
Michelle: ::runs up and smacks Tom gleefully::
Staci: This is a simulation. I am not real.
(Whoops... I wonder what ever happened to Staci...)
Stacey: ::walks in::
Reed: Hi, Mom. ::is a few days younger than Stacey:: Where's dad?
Stacey: Oh, you know the Ellimist. Always doing something.
::an Andalite rushes in and hands Reed a pile of paperwork::
R: ::moans:: A Queen's job is never done.. ::wanders off::
Lynn: ::walks over dressed a a nurse:: Hiya!
A real Nurse: Give back my uniform!
::Lynn and the Nurse run off::
Chris: ::is bored so kicks himself::
Stacey: ow!
Chris: ::grins::
Eric: ow!
Chris: ::blinks:: oh, yeah..
Reed: ::looks at Eric holding leg confused and laughs::
Amy: ::is on vacation::
(Hint, hint Stacey.. is she ever coming back?)
Jamie: ::turns hair green and face brown while sniffling at a picture of her dead brother::
P: Welcome to the Morpher Society! The Insanest Hope for the Human Race!
T: who are you talking to?
P: The audience.
T: ...
Amy: ::comes back, magically::
A: ::goes onto the computer, which magically appeared with her::
A: hey look! ::on a website::
~ ~ Start Self Promotion Here ~ ~
::everyone crowds around::
P: wow! The Morpher Society! ::checks profiles:: That's us!
::Everyone oohs and ahhs::
N: what's the address?
A: http://www.morpherociety.cjb.net/
N: so...http://www.morphersociety.cjb.net/?
A: yes. http://www.morphersociety.cjb.net/
T: I have a site too you know!
M: yeah but it sucks.
T: You're the co-webmaster, Matt! Or should I say SuperMatt?
M: ::eyes go swirly::
J: I don't know you people
R: I have a site too..and It's good.
E: where is it?
R: http://www.angelfire.com/ok3/QueenReed/QueenReedsRealm.html
Author: hey! jut cuz those are both your chars doesn't mean you can stick ads in my
ads with them Andrea! Get out of my fic!
Andrea: ::runs out laughing diabetically::
Chars: ::all stare at author::
Author: What?! WHAT?! Get back to work!
::they keep staring::
Author: ::notices Tom and Matt are missing::
Author: ::turns around:: Oh, sh--
::a sudden explosion occurs, knocking author out, and this fic, which was brought to
you by The Morpher Society, Coca-Cola, and Insanity, ends!::
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Marco: That fic was completely pointless.
Jake: yep.
