Quote:The maniacal laughter continued unabated as Xander finished counting out the right amount of cash and made change.
“Doesn't he ever take a breath?” Dawn asked.
“It’s on a loop,” Xander replied.
“He continually plays maniacal laughter on a loop?” Dawn asked in disbelief as they headed for the door.
“I imagine it saves a lot of wear and tear on the vocal cords,” he replied.
“Thank you! Come again!” the PA announced as they stepped out the door.
“I'd guess so. Do we need a chainsaw?” Dawn asked, thinking of the Evil Dead movies.
Xander shook his head. “Great for flesh wounds, but to really cut through limbs or decapitate things with a chainsaw you need steady continuous pressure. Most things get tossed aside with a little surface damage unless they're rooted to the ground, so it’s not all that effective.”
He scratched his chin thoughtfully. “If you want really effective limb hewing, stick to edged weapons. Axes are best, but they take a lot of strength and room to swing and tire you out quickly. Machetes are ok, but since they're so light weight you need to hack at the same limb a couple of times to cut through it and boy doesn't this make me sound like a serial killer.”

Shepherd Wrote:

Quote:He scratched his chin thoughtfully. “If you want really effective limb hewing, stick to edged weapons. Axes are best, but they take a lot of strength and room to swing and tire you out quickly. Machetes are ok, but since they're so light weight you need to hack at the same limb a couple of times to cut through it and boy doesn't this make me sound like a serial killer.”

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Quote:Thinking in Little Green Boxes. [/i

Quote:There was a certain pause as Draco absorbed this.

"You're so completely going to be in Slytherin."

"I'm so completely going to be in Ravenclaw, thank you very much. I only want power so I can get books."

Quote:It seemed her new 'gift', as Neko called it, had a limit. A part of
her mind began drawing up a list of tests and trials to explore her new
ability even as she pushed ahead in her conversation with Neko. "If I
collapsed, then how did I get home? I don't really see a rabb- cabbit
carrying me."Neko made a soft coughing sound in the back of his
throat(an odd noise coming from something that looked like that Nabiki
thought). ^Err…your sister.^
Nabiki just stared, feeling her
eyebrow starting to twitch. "Which sister?"
^Mumble mumble mumble^
"Did
you just think 'mumble mumble mumble' at me!?"

Quote:Again, Elsewhere…What? You didn't think I was going to go right
back to Ranma did you? I mean come on, I know the story's named after
him and all but the word doesn't revolve around the guy. I can advance
the plot in other ways you know. I'm creative guys! Really creative
damnit, so why don't you just…oh no! The Fourth Wall, no, no,
NnnooooOO!!!
Splat!
Again, Elsewhere…

Quote:"As I said, I cannot order you to do this."
Mara nodded.
It was one thing that no Demon, no matter how highly-ranked, could
order another Demon to do.
"Then, I volunteer for this
assignment."
Hild grinned evilly. "Why, thank you, Mara." She
raised a hand. "I was hoping you'd be willing to do so."
Mara
paled. "Is this gonna hurt?"
"Oh...only a whole lot."

Quote:Prof. Rei had decided to research by taking all the Macross, Dougram, and Gundam series DVDs and watching them in one long marathon session. Someone brought in Genesis Climber Mospeada, Megazone 23, and Bubblegum Crisis for comparison's sake. Then eventually they got to Full Metal Panic. Then FMP: Fumoffu. Before they knew it, they were watching the Melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi.
The women of Prof. Rei's team had to drag them out of the room. "That's not research anymore! Get back to work, you lazy goofs!"

Shadowjack Wrote:Hmm. Husband of Serenity.

Mal.

"Serenity Jr., what the heck happened in your bedroom? Were there monkeys? Some terrifying space monkeys maybe got lose?"

"I would appreciate it if one person in this kingdom would not assume I'm an evil, lecherous hump."
"No one's saying that, sir."
"Yeah, we're pretty much just giving each other significant glances and laughing incessantly."

"Are you in pain?"
"Absolutely. I got stabbed, you know. Right here."
"I saw."
"Don't care much for fancy parties. Too rough."
"It wasn't entirely a disaster."
"I got stabbed! Right here!"

SenaRaven Wrote:Mal. Bad. In the Lunar.
You, sir, never fail to crack me up completely.

Shadowjack Wrote:...
The more I think about it, the more I like the idea of Prince Consort Tight-Pants. It's so completely opposite from the, well, serenity of Queen Serenity, that you really wonder how it happened, and know it's not really for you to know.

"So, explain to me again why Sailor Mars wasn't in the dress?"
"Tactics, woman! Needed her in the back. 'Sides, them soft cotton dresses feel kind of nice. There's a whole airflow."
"And you would know that because...?"
"You can't open the book of my life and jump in the middle. Like woman, I'm a mystery."

And in storytelling terms it'd make up for the fact that Princess Serenity, if you'll pardon my saying so, seems to have been far less interesting than Usagi Tsukino. So whenever things seem to be getting dull around the court, Father suddenly swings through the palace for a month, leaving his muddy boots on things, snarking at the footmen, and sneaking Little Serenity out of the palace and away from the bodyguards ("How does he do that?!" they say, as they frantically organize search parties) to take her fishing or climbing trees or other unprincessly occupations. Then he disappears again to do heroic stuff on the marches of the Realm. Or possibly just go to his hunting cabin and get drunk. There are rumors of both.

Unka Josh Wrote:"In the name of my pretty floral bonnet, I will punish you!"

Cruton Wrote:"Trust in your moon rod, Serenity, for it's power will protect."
"But mother, what if I don't have my moon rod on hand?"
"Best then to start chucking your jewelry at them."
"MAL!"
"What? Her tiara's not a feather. It's got some decent heft to it."

Cruton Wrote:Michiru: We were never big fans of Doctor Who.

Haruka: We much prefer Blake's Seven.

Usagi: So mature...

Hotaru: What about you, Setsuna-mama?

Setsuna: I NEVER HAD A CRUSH ON ADRIC!

Quote:‘It does say that in the Slayer Handbook’ Wesley agreed. ‘Of course I prefer to think of them as not being so much rules as guidelines’ he added, realising that stealing lines from films that hadn't been made yet was a great way to sound spontaneous and witty, and resolving to do it more often.

Quote:Harry was finding himself really, really hoping that his clever new idea didn't actually work. And that the Comed-Tea worked some other way and didn't actually have the omnipotent power to alter reality. It wasn't that he didn't want to be omnipotent. It was that he just couldn't bear the thought of living in a universe that really worked like that. There was something undignified about ascending through the clever use of soda pop.

But he was going to test it experimentally.

Quote:Lightning cracked in the sky of this desolate wasteland, yet despite the thunderclouds, which painted the sky the colour of a bruise, there was no relief for this parched land. The ruins of a dead city, smothered in dust the colour of blood, was revealed in each flash of light. And in those brief moment of light, things could be seen moving, things that moved in a way which was anathema to the human eye, all squirming and crawling and too many legs.

Some would have called this place Hell.

Fools. The depths of the horrors imagined by Dante could not match the abominations that dwelt in this place.

This was Australia.

Quote:"They were an multi-dimensional nation, similar to Ancient Belka, and unfortunately that isn't the only thing they had in common; from what I can tell, they were apparently a very expansionist and militaristic nation as well. The translation is probably not exact, but they referred to themselves as the 'Empire of Infinity', or 'Infinite Empire'. Yes, I know, it sounds a little silly."

"Of course." Chrono agreed. "It's a silly name."

"Isn't it, though?"

"It's not as though we would use similar hyperbole when naming something." Chrono said with a perfect deadpan.

"Of course we…" Began Yuuno Scrya, librarian of the Infinity Library, before trailing off slightly. "… I hate you, Chrono."

Quote:"I'm back. Let's go check out." Ino dragged him from his reminiscing. He
seemed to be doing a lot of that today. Reminiscing. It was almost like
he were a character in a story, and the author was just using his brain
as a way to get through writing a lot of long, potentially boring stuff
as fast as possible and keep the plot and action of the story flowing
while still getting all the important details to the readers. And the
whole reason for his reading could have been so that the author had a
much larger selection of words to choose from when writing from his
point of view. Wow. That would be crazy if it were true.

Quote:Signs and Portents

"What does it mean," asked the young Sidereal, "when Chejop Kejak discourses to us about the Weave of Fate?"

"It means," said his mentor, "that he instructs his juniors."

"And what does it mean when Chejop Kejak's brow furrows?"

"It means that the troubles of the world bear upon his shoulders."

"And what," asked the novice, "does it mean when all the alarms on the Loom go off, and Chejop Kejak jumps up and down, screams, tears his hair, and orders a general alert in all potential realms?"

"It means," said his mentor, "that the Doctor is up to something."