Disclaimer: Okay. So I know that MA Survivor was hated and feared by a lot
of people. I'm not sure why, but part of it was that my good friend Natyli
used people's real names. I have solved this problem in my MST by using all
code names so as not to offend anyone. (Not that they would be anyway.) If
you're dying to find out who everyone is, feel free to hunt me down at
school. If you don't go to MA, then it doesn't matter if you know what the
real names are. Just enjoy it for what it is, a random piece of carp. Thank
You.
Shigeru, Fiore, and Nanami were sitting around the coffee table in their dorm room playing cards. It wasn't as easy as it seemed.
"Shigeru!" Fiore yelled, "We told you, Magic cards are not used in Hearts!"
"Well, Hearts just suck then," Shigeru complained in his wimpy little whiny voice.
Nanami sighed, "No, Magic sucks. You're never going to get a girlfriend playing Magic." They'd been over this before.
"Like you would know?" Shigeru shot back.
"Now, now, violence is not the answer," Fiore intervened dutifully.
*POOF*
"…Except when it is." A life-sized figure of Osama Bin Laden appeared in front of them, finishing Fiore's sentence for him. They heard all the locks on the doors click and the windows slammed shut. They didn't even bother trying to open them, they knew it was no use.
Michiru, Setsuna, and Tomoyo appeared in the room a few seconds later, giggling about something. Like the boys, they were still in their pajamas.
The guys lost their previous sense of reason and began banging on the windows. "LET US OUT!"
The three girls, although they had appeared out of nowhere, seemed quite unfazed however. "I knew this day would come," Tomoyo said in a prophetic voice.
"…You did?" Michiru raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh, shut up."
"Huh?" said Setsuna.
Tomoyo and Michiru exchanged shook their heads and said in unison, "Too pure."
The guys finally stopped banging on the windows.
"Huh?" Fiore looked as perplexed as Setsuna.
"Nothing…" the four people who were pretending to know what was going on chorused.
Setsuna shook her head in disgust. "Can we leave now? The Osama effigy is scaring me."
Everyone stared.
"WHAT?"
"Um… Setsuna? Since when do YOU know what effigy means?" Michiru asked, trying not to make Setsuna mad, yet knowing she probably would be.
"I don't know…"
Tomoyo interrupted this wonderful exchanged by bursting into gales of laughter. "Look! The Great Osama speaks!"
Everyone slowly turned to look at the effigy. Sure enough, there was some paper falling out of the open, apparently yelling, mouth.
Tomoyo and Michiru exchanged looks. "Oh, great…"
"WHAT?" Nanami asked impatiently.
"Well…" Tomoyo said,
"You see…" Michiru started,
"What?" asked the thoroughly exasperated Shigeru. Girls were such idiots.
Michiru took a deep breath. "On the internet, there is this thing called badfic, and fanfiction writers are continually locking up people or characters and forcing them to MST it."
"Oh no!" Shigeru, Nanami, and Fiore moaned in realization.
"What's MST?" Setsuna asked, being her usual sheltered clueless self. Tomoyo and Michiru rolled their eyes and ignored the question.
"I getta read!" Nanami declared.
"…Whatever."
RoCk StAr, by NATALIE
TOMOYO: this sounds good.
MICHIRU: you only think so because your real-life person wrote it.
TOMOYO: so?
It was a typically random day in English. Setsuna was wondering silently what Tomoyo and Michiru were giggling about.
SETSUNA: actually, I try to ignore you two.
NANAMI: I do too.
FIORE and SHIGERU: we don't have this class with you…
Suddenly, she heard a sniffling sound.
NANAMI: oh, great…
TOMOYO: isn't it?
She turned around and saw Nanami.
SETSUNA: well, duh. He sits behind me. *Notices looks* what?
"Why are you crying?" she asked.
NANAMI: as if!
SHIGERU: Nanami is CRYING.
MICHIRU: I believe we have established this.
Nanami wiped away tears. "It's just… well… SHIGERU just got a record contract."
SHIGERU: wait. Why would I have a record contract?
NANAMI: and why would I care?
/oh, yes/ Setsuna thought.
FIORE: That's random.
"But… it's always been MY dream to be a rock star!"
NANAMI: of course it is…
TOMOYO: come on, you know you wanna be a rock star!
MICHIRU: you know you do. Just admit it.
SHIGERU: yeah!
"Uh, yeah." Setsuna realized how stupid the story was and tuned out his whining.
SETSUNA: at least one of us has some sense.
NANAMI: I do NOT whine.
FIORE: Why am I not in this story?
However, Tomoyo and Michiru seemed suddenly intrigued.
SETSUNA: you would.
EVERYONE ELSE: …
"Hey! Pursue your desires! Go for the gold! Fight the authority! Fuck the police!" Tomoyo said.
MICHIRU: sounds like something you'd say.
TOMOYO: Setsuna! Cover your ears!
SETSUNA: *rolls eyes*
FIORE: I don't think this is appropriate material for a fanfic.
"Uh…" Nanami whimpered.
"What Tomoyo means is that you should start a band," Setsuna translated.
SETSUNA: are you kidding me? I never have any idea what you are talking about.
MICHIRU: I thought she had tuned Nanami and the rest of us out.
SHIGERU: Hey! I wanna know more about my success.
TOMOYO: you're a rap star.
SHIGERU: how do you know?
TOMOYO: I just do.
Nanami was still delirious with grief,
EVERYONE: still…?
But he managed to look up and see through his tears Tomoyo and Michiru smiling fakely.
NANAMI: should I be scared.
SETSUNA: very.
TOMOYO and MICHIRU: Hey!
"Yeah… Superman and Rivers Cuomo are right… I need to start a band!"
NANAMI: Who's Rivers Cuomo?
TOMOYO: Yay! I'm Rivers Cuomo!
"Yea! I'm Rivers!" cheered Tomoyo, pointing to her emo glasses.
MICHIRU: now I'm scared.
"Why do I have to be Superman?"
MICHIRU: Good question.
SHIGERU: but do you want to know the answer.
FIORE: you know, I might be offended by this fic, if I were actually IN it.
"Because you're wearing the Supergirl T-shirt," Setsuna said, appearing in the conversation. "Are you really encouraging blah blah blah blah not nice blah blah…"
SETSUNA: Huh? Why would I say 'blah' that many times in a row?
EVERYONE ELSE: *roll eyes*
"No," Michiru said slowly.
SHIGERU: always the snappy comeback.
NANAMI: uh… that's where it ends.
ALL: WHAT?
And indeed, it did seem to be the end of the chapter.
Shigeru, Fiore, and Nanami were sitting around the coffee table in their dorm room playing cards. It wasn't as easy as it seemed.
"Shigeru!" Fiore yelled, "We told you, Magic cards are not used in Hearts!"
"Well, Hearts just suck then," Shigeru complained in his wimpy little whiny voice.
Nanami sighed, "No, Magic sucks. You're never going to get a girlfriend playing Magic." They'd been over this before.
"Like you would know?" Shigeru shot back.
"Now, now, violence is not the answer," Fiore intervened dutifully.
*POOF*
"…Except when it is." A life-sized figure of Osama Bin Laden appeared in front of them, finishing Fiore's sentence for him. They heard all the locks on the doors click and the windows slammed shut. They didn't even bother trying to open them, they knew it was no use.
Michiru, Setsuna, and Tomoyo appeared in the room a few seconds later, giggling about something. Like the boys, they were still in their pajamas.
The guys lost their previous sense of reason and began banging on the windows. "LET US OUT!"
The three girls, although they had appeared out of nowhere, seemed quite unfazed however. "I knew this day would come," Tomoyo said in a prophetic voice.
"…You did?" Michiru raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh, shut up."
"Huh?" said Setsuna.
Tomoyo and Michiru exchanged shook their heads and said in unison, "Too pure."
The guys finally stopped banging on the windows.
"Huh?" Fiore looked as perplexed as Setsuna.
"Nothing…" the four people who were pretending to know what was going on chorused.
Setsuna shook her head in disgust. "Can we leave now? The Osama effigy is scaring me."
Everyone stared.
"WHAT?"
"Um… Setsuna? Since when do YOU know what effigy means?" Michiru asked, trying not to make Setsuna mad, yet knowing she probably would be.
"I don't know…"
Tomoyo interrupted this wonderful exchanged by bursting into gales of laughter. "Look! The Great Osama speaks!"
Everyone slowly turned to look at the effigy. Sure enough, there was some paper falling out of the open, apparently yelling, mouth.
Tomoyo and Michiru exchanged looks. "Oh, great…"
"WHAT?" Nanami asked impatiently.
"Well…" Tomoyo said,
"You see…" Michiru started,
"What?" asked the thoroughly exasperated Shigeru. Girls were such idiots.
Michiru took a deep breath. "On the internet, there is this thing called badfic, and fanfiction writers are continually locking up people or characters and forcing them to MST it."
"Oh no!" Shigeru, Nanami, and Fiore moaned in realization.
"What's MST?" Setsuna asked, being her usual sheltered clueless self. Tomoyo and Michiru rolled their eyes and ignored the question.
"I getta read!" Nanami declared.
"…Whatever."
RoCk StAr, by NATALIE
TOMOYO: this sounds good.
MICHIRU: you only think so because your real-life person wrote it.
TOMOYO: so?
It was a typically random day in English. Setsuna was wondering silently what Tomoyo and Michiru were giggling about.
SETSUNA: actually, I try to ignore you two.
NANAMI: I do too.
FIORE and SHIGERU: we don't have this class with you…
Suddenly, she heard a sniffling sound.
NANAMI: oh, great…
TOMOYO: isn't it?
She turned around and saw Nanami.
SETSUNA: well, duh. He sits behind me. *Notices looks* what?
"Why are you crying?" she asked.
NANAMI: as if!
SHIGERU: Nanami is CRYING.
MICHIRU: I believe we have established this.
Nanami wiped away tears. "It's just… well… SHIGERU just got a record contract."
SHIGERU: wait. Why would I have a record contract?
NANAMI: and why would I care?
/oh, yes/ Setsuna thought.
FIORE: That's random.
"But… it's always been MY dream to be a rock star!"
NANAMI: of course it is…
TOMOYO: come on, you know you wanna be a rock star!
MICHIRU: you know you do. Just admit it.
SHIGERU: yeah!
"Uh, yeah." Setsuna realized how stupid the story was and tuned out his whining.
SETSUNA: at least one of us has some sense.
NANAMI: I do NOT whine.
FIORE: Why am I not in this story?
However, Tomoyo and Michiru seemed suddenly intrigued.
SETSUNA: you would.
EVERYONE ELSE: …
"Hey! Pursue your desires! Go for the gold! Fight the authority! Fuck the police!" Tomoyo said.
MICHIRU: sounds like something you'd say.
TOMOYO: Setsuna! Cover your ears!
SETSUNA: *rolls eyes*
FIORE: I don't think this is appropriate material for a fanfic.
"Uh…" Nanami whimpered.
"What Tomoyo means is that you should start a band," Setsuna translated.
SETSUNA: are you kidding me? I never have any idea what you are talking about.
MICHIRU: I thought she had tuned Nanami and the rest of us out.
SHIGERU: Hey! I wanna know more about my success.
TOMOYO: you're a rap star.
SHIGERU: how do you know?
TOMOYO: I just do.
Nanami was still delirious with grief,
EVERYONE: still…?
But he managed to look up and see through his tears Tomoyo and Michiru smiling fakely.
NANAMI: should I be scared.
SETSUNA: very.
TOMOYO and MICHIRU: Hey!
"Yeah… Superman and Rivers Cuomo are right… I need to start a band!"
NANAMI: Who's Rivers Cuomo?
TOMOYO: Yay! I'm Rivers Cuomo!
"Yea! I'm Rivers!" cheered Tomoyo, pointing to her emo glasses.
MICHIRU: now I'm scared.
"Why do I have to be Superman?"
MICHIRU: Good question.
SHIGERU: but do you want to know the answer.
FIORE: you know, I might be offended by this fic, if I were actually IN it.
"Because you're wearing the Supergirl T-shirt," Setsuna said, appearing in the conversation. "Are you really encouraging blah blah blah blah not nice blah blah…"
SETSUNA: Huh? Why would I say 'blah' that many times in a row?
EVERYONE ELSE: *roll eyes*
"No," Michiru said slowly.
SHIGERU: always the snappy comeback.
NANAMI: uh… that's where it ends.
ALL: WHAT?
And indeed, it did seem to be the end of the chapter.
