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.