The Interseries Duel, Nosgoroth VS Ruskbyte
Authors: Nosgoroth and Ruskbyte (as blatantly obvious)
Concept: Nosgoroth
Beta: What beta?
Disclaimer: Ahem.
Author's Note: If you've read Ruskbyte's stories, you'll surely recognise the title "The Well Of Shadows". And if you are a constant reviewer of this story, you will have noticed the big paragraphs that stick out in the section where the author answers the reviewers. Well, this is it. The Interseries Duel, Nosgoroth (that's me) VS Ruskbyte (that's the other one).
It started as something quite stupid and simple. I left a somewhat original review to chapter four of WoS: the first chapter of this Interseries Duel. Ruskbyte accepted the challenge and wrote a response in chapter five of WoS, then I wrote another counterattack as a review to chapter five and so it went. Now it would seem this reviewing style has become popular, and "poor" Ruskbyte is under attack from three other factions other than myself: Alquamor, Temporary Insanity and Merusa. Alas, fame is a fickle friend...
Here comes a blow-by-blow account of the war. The First Fanfiction War. My war.
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The Fanfiction Entity, Part One
(Nosgoroth)
-----(Nosgoroth) I have to admit it -I started this war. I had had my laugh with chapter five of WoS (the Well of Shadows) and I thought I would return the favour to Ruskbyte. So I reviewed like this:-----
*It's a boring day,* thought Nosgoroth, captain of the starship DementorSlayer. *Nothing to do, just sit here and wait for one of them to show up and give us work to do. It's always the same. Agh.*
"Fanfiction author entering sensor range, captain Nosgoroth!", said the Tactical officer without looking away from his panel.
Nosgoroth straightened up, snapping out of his reverie. "Shields up. On screen." An undistinguishable figure appeared on the main view screen. "Magnify." Now the figure was one of a man.
The captain rose from his chair, his frown deepening. "Is he a Harry/Hermione supporter?"
The science officer, who was actually an android, pressed some buttons and announced, "No, sir."
"Not Draco/Ginny, then, I hope..." half-muttered the captain, looking at the main view screen intently.
"No, sir. He registers as a Harry/Ginny and Ron/Hermione supporter."
Nosgoroth sighed in relief. "Thank goodness. What has he written?"
The answer was immediate. "He is currently writing 'The Well of Shadows'. His name is... Ruskbyte."
Loud gasps echoed in the bridge of the USS DementorSlayer. "Not... not the legendary Ruskbyte?" stammered the second-in-command.
"The very same," answered the android.
"Open a channel," the captain said to Tactical, his eyes still glued to the view screen. A soft sound followed his order, indicating that they were now communicating with the author.
"Fanfiction writer," Nosgoroth said to the entity. "We are aware of the quality of your work. We mean you no harm. We only want to ask you some questions."
Complete silence was the only answer the captain was given. He continued nonetheless. "What are your plans for Miss Weasley in this fic? Do you intend to kill her?" Again, silence. "What secrets do the Proteus hide? Why did you give Malfoy of all people such powers?"
The rasp voice of the Tactical officer made everyone jump. "Sir, he's powering up his weapons! He's firing evil cliffies! Brace for impact!"
"Red alert! Evasive manoeuvres!" roared Nosgoroth. The ship trembled as the entity's weapons hit it.
"He doesn't want to answer directly, eh? He wants to play dirty..." the captain muttered. He then shouted up, "Power up our own weapons! I want the you-know-what online!"
The second-in-command looked at him in surprise. "Sir? Are you sure?"
"Has everyone gone deaf?" he asked to the crewmen that were looking stricken by the suggested course of action. "Power up the damn puppy-dog-eyes!"
"Ready, sir," the Tactical officer said.
Captain Nosgoroth sat down and, a lopsided grin appearing on his face, he said, "Fire."
-----(Nosgoroth) The puppy-dog eyes thing is something between good ol' Rusky and Wolfmoon, one of his faithful reviewers. It was an infallible way of making Ruskbyte answer anything, but he seems to have developed immunity or something. You'll see…-----