Dramatis Personae

Sousuke Sagara- M:16; serious, obsessed with safety, "military maniac"

Kaname Chidori- F:16; fun-loving, violent

Teletha "Tessa" Testarossa- F:16; captain of Tuatha de Danaan, obsessed with Sousuke

Melissa Mao- F:21 (I think); drinks, smokes, and beats the heck out of Kurz.

Kurz Weber- M:20; somewhat of a drunk but also a sniper (explain that one to me)

Kyoko Tokiwa- F:16; hyper young girl who takes pictures of everything

Shinji Kazama- M:16; one of Sousuke's friends, knows everthing about ASes

Ren Mikihara- F:17; Hyazimishu's aide, daughter of a mob boss.

Hyazimishu (if someone could tell me his first name that'd be great)- M:18; student council president who sympathizes with Sousuke on most matters.

Crew of TDD-1 that I don't feel like listing…

Students of Jindai High I don't want to list either…

Author's Note

This list is purely for the benefit of my teacher as this is a school project (my favorite thing (FMP) and my least favorite thing (school) in a beauteous relationship. Isn't love grand?). Much like the series, this fic will have a few serious episodes followed by a funny one to lighten the mood. These funny episodes will be in script format (Sousuke: blahblah etc.), but I may change that. It will start with 2-3 funny chapters just to warm up to writing a big story like this again (haven't in a while).Also, this story is intended to (temporarily) replace all the books after TSR, because Burning One Man Force is not in english yet. As I am fluent in only english and have only a mild understanding of ghetto (from all those times in the hizz-ood), Japanese is mostly incomprehensible for me. But hey, Brandi's translating them for free so I can't complain. Oh, and I don't own rights for: FMP, FMP Fumoffu, TSR, any of the books, manga, action figures, perfect scale resin sculptures, name rights, an office with a window, or a supermodel wife who married me for my 4.6 billion dollar life insurance policy that I don't have because I am not rich. That's my disclaimer, and if you don't like it, you can call my agent at 555-I-EAT-CAT and all your friends will laugh at you for calling an obviously fake number. Well, maybe it's not, I'm going to go try it. REVIEW PLEASE, I really like it when people read the stuff I write. I'm also a flame junkie, so feel free to rant about my incorrect use of semicolons and ellipses, but if you do you give me permission to proofread your stories. Just don't flame me about character behaviors, if it's way OOC there is a reason but I am the author so that's all up to me. Anyway, on with the story!

-walks away-

Leonard: you talk too much

Mocita(acronym from my name, pronounced mo-see-ta): AHHH! It's you! BAKA! You (spoiler removed) in TSR! I shall smite thee with pillars of fire from heaven!

pillars of fire melt leonard into a pool of molten condescending stupid idiot goo

Mocita: I feel goooood now. -beats up leonard's arastols with a roll of magic gift wrap and finishes walking away-

-APPLAUSE-