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. . . of the deterministic implications of the established dynamic qua the former and current agent.

Also known as: it's hard to break the habits of college. I see a pretentious subject line, I just gotta join in. :D

And thank you. Nice to meet you! I'm happy to be back, but I'm sure as hell no Jay or Acacia, and I honestly didn't expect many people to even remember me. I'd rather have an honest welcome than a faux welcome-back any day. :)

Books: they are cool. *nods* I will countenance no disagreements on that front.

Thank you! :) I only did a few missions, so it's kind of flattering to see that I'm remembered well (or at least not lynched on sight). And I'm glad the board tradition of piling new arrivals with freebies remains, too. XD

"Thief of Midnight." I posted a bit about it a little further down, under "Addendum." I didn't want to comment-spam people, so I figured I'd put it there and let people look if they wanted to. :)

But logically that would result in Bella/Dafydd, wouldn't it?

Also known as: pretentious subject lines, a how-to guide.

I didn't say anything at first because I was thinking, "Well, I don't remember this person, so I feel weird saying 'welcome back'," only then I was thinking about it and your name sounded familiar and I realized there was a you-character in OFU Redwall, so I can pretend I do remember you and say welcome back.

Also known as: I am really awkward with meeting people.

Also, you have a book! Exciting! It is on my list of things to look for when next I am in a bookstore. Books are cool!

Have, um, this nice rock I found by the lake here. I'm sure it'll look great once it's been shined up a bit.

Profile: I'm D4rkm0k. I haven't been writing long but I am really good at it.

Category: PPC
Title: In the DIO
Summary: In a hidden part of the ppc hq, three agents get together to be near their own kind. EB/JA/JD Please Read and Review!!! Rated R for lemons. Romance/Friendship. One-shot.

Story

Agent Eamon Brightbeard walked along the corridors of the ppc hq. He was late for his monthly meeting. He led a lonely existance in the ppc. It is hard being away from everyone who understands you. His partner was a stupid troll and did not understand him at all. So he got together with the only people who would understand him even though they were not from the same place. As he was walking he came to a secret door. He opened the door and walked through the secret passage. When he came out the other side of the secret passage he was in DIO central. He looked around and saw his good friend Agent Justin Agent ssitting across the room. Agent Justin looked impatient that Agent Eamon was late. He said "Ye are late Eamon. Where hath thou been?" Agent Eamon said "I hast been walking through the hq. I didst trye to get here on tyme. My partner hath been a pain in my ass. I couldst verily useth a distraction." Agent Justin smiled at his friend. He said "Ye haveth my axe." Then he stood up and moved his beard out of the way so he could unbutton his shirt. When the dwarfs had their shirts off you couldn't tell where the beard ended and the chest hair started. (Dwarfs are really hairy but you can't tell because they wear all that armor all the time and it presses it down.) Then they took off their pants and were naked. There cocks were allready hard and they were each over 12 inches long and really wide. (They have to be really long to get through all the hair that they are covered in.) Agent Eamon turned around and Agent Justin started to have sex with him. After a few minutes they switched positions and Agent Brightbeard had sex with Agent Justin. While they were doing it the secret door opened and another Dwarf walked in and said "Wherefore art thou doing that guys?" (Wherefore means why. I learned that in my english class last year.) Agent Jane Doe was the Dwarf that walked in. She had a beard just like the guys did. The guys stopped having sex for a minute to look at Agent Jane. Agent Jane said "I thought thou wouldst wait for me." Then she took a gold strap-on out of her pocket and joined them. (It is made of gold because gold is like lube for dwarfs.) They all took turns having sex with each other for an hour and then they got dressed and said they would see each other next month.

A/N: I thought that all the dwarfs needed to get laid. They are so stuffy...that's why all Dwarfs talk in Olde English. So I had all the dwarfs in the hq get together. Hope you liked it. I am working on another story already and it should be even better.

[[Dear lord...who would write this stuff. Ah well, I have a requested badfic still to come. ~Barid]]

Congrats on your book! Nice to see you back--Su and Dio are still one of my favorite pairs, and you're pretty fun to have around. ;-)

Hope you enjoy your stay! *offers ceremonial egg whisk*

How much has the PPC changed, do you think? (I'm very junior, only been here a few months. In fact, if this weren't the PPC I probably wouldn't be allowed to be speaking with you.)

Also, congratulations on the book! Can I ask what it's about? And what's it called?

Also, your totally right: bi guys are sexy! :-P

OMG I've wanted to get back into writing for soooo long! It's been hard, cause my boss is a pain in the butt. NEWAI, I'm Rae365 and I love PPC stories! I only wish there were more cute guys in the PPC. Well, you learn to make do!

I don't own any of the agents, I only wish I did! R&R, please and thank you!

Title: What Happens On Leave...
Story Summary: Three PPC agents try to piece together what happened after a wild party while on leave. Ian Nahinu/Danny Richardson/Drake
Category: PPC
Rating: R
Genre: Romance/Humor

Ian woke up with a headache. Not that he was surprised or anything. Not with the amount of drinking that had happened the previous night.

The Flowers had essentially declared a weekend off for the entire PPC. He vaguely remembered the horrified look on the barman's face as hundreds of Assassins and Bad Slashers had queued up to order something to drink.

He was lying on the floor back in his own RC. "Okay," he said. "Gotta collect my thoughts. I was at the bar, I was listening to Lee compain about something, then I went outside for some fresh air and somebody said--"

"Move over, would you?"

"No, that wasn't it."

Ian suddenly noticed that he was not alone. There was a tall blond male agent lying next to him. Ian couldn't help noticing he didn't appear to be wearing any clothes, but was instead covered only with a blanket that had apparently been stripped off of one of the bunks. There was a bundle of clothing next to him. "Morning," the other agent said.

Ian leapt upright like the floor was on fire. "What's going on!" he shouted. "Who are you and why are you naked!"

"Of course. No way you'd remember my name from last night, not with the amount you drank. Danny Richardson. As for the nakedness, I think that's pretty self-evident." He nodded at Ian, who looked down to discover that he was also somewhat lacking in the clothing department.

He went pale. "You mean we--"

"Oh come on," Danny said. "I know we were all a bit plastered but it couldn't have been that forgettable. What was that thing you did with your hips during the second run-through? THAT was amazing."

Ian's eyes glazed over as parts of the previous night began coming back to him. "We talked for a while, then went back inside for another drink, then I suggested we come back here..."

"You forgot the bit with the dancing in between the drinking and the leaving to come back here. You're very limber, which certainly came in handy."

"And then -- wait, wasn't there someone else?"

There was a groan from underneath the bundle of clothing, then it shuddered and gave birth to a Drake. He looked up at Ian and waved.

"Morning, sunshine," Danny said. "You certainly slept well."

"Well, large amounts of exercise does make me very sleepy," Drake said with a smile. "You two certainly helped in that regard."

Ian sunk to his knees, stunned. "I really did all those things last night?" he asked.

Drake gave the stupor-fied agent a confused look. "What's with Ian?"

"He's just coming to grips with an acoholic sex crisis."

"I know the cure for that!" The anthro fox leaned over and whispered in Danny's ear.

"You think that'll work?" Danny replied.

"It always cheers me up when I'm down!"

Ian looked up just time to see the two naked agents tackle him. "This is for your own good," Danny whispered before putting his mouth to other uses.

Ten sweaty and eventful minutes went by.

"I have to admit," Ian said. "That did cheer me up."

"I knew it would," Drake panted.

whose L & y dnt hemilcok lyk her @ 1st????

[[Interesting twist. As for said horrifying scene, I maybe the awful spelling would allow our brains to get through it intact? --Sedri]]

Child, listen: Your agent is a Sue. Do not tell me to "go die" because I am right. She has a ridiculous name and is breaking the rules of PPC canon by working solo as 'because she was good at her job' is not a viable reason. The work agents do is dangerous and so they need at least two people working together in order to keep each other safe.

I commend you for attempting to use "big words", but as you seem to have no grasp on the proper spelling of smaller ones, it is strongly suggested that you aim to master them first before attempting to use what is clearly our of your league.

Whassit called? :D I want to read it.

[[I think you're right. Perhaps tomorrow or the day after, we should start a thread? Or right now, if you feel like it.

[[And you're setting me off, you know; both my alter-egos are losing their tempers far more than they were last year - thank you :D -- Sedri]]

If you would take a mere five minutes to compare my stories with those of Canon Queen you would see that our writing styles are very different; therefore, we cannot possibly be the same person.

Also, this is not bullying. This is an attempt to save your story. I, at least, thought you might appreciate that. Clearly, I was wrong.

i wannna know i wana kow tellme tell me telllllm em emeee!!!!!!!! wosa da new partner?!?!?!?!?!?!??????????!!?



[[Quite possibly so, Elcalion. On the other hand, I imagine things like "Team Jay" and "Team Acacia" will spring up as well - as far as I know, the Twilight teams are about who they want Bella to end up with, right? Does that mean we're pairing Acacia and Dafydd and so on? Erp...

[[Also, That initial typo in the subject line was entirely unintentional, but it was so funny I couldn't resist leaving it. - Sedri]]

Youre just trying to make it look like youre ganging up on me to make me not want to write any more well SCREW YOU and your stupid sockpuppets because I'm going to keep writing ANYWAY!!1! ANd I'm NOT CHILDISH just because I get upset that people are BULLYING me! Go AWAY before I report you for FLAMING!

But whatever just stop arguing with me and I'll forget you were moody.

[[I'm preparing all the entries in word documents so he'll have an easier time uploading them to the FfL website. I can fix the italics if you want; just temm me if there's anything (besides the dialogue) that needs to be italicised. Or you can just leave it, like Cassie did. Up to you.]]

[[I think the picnic was after the 2008 one, actually. But yes, that sounds like it'd be fun. Glod knows my fanbrat self is being super-bratty this year, all the flames she's throwing out. Maybe we could summon Agents into the picnic thread to entertain us by beating down on our fanbrats?]]

Weeaboo Twilight fans. A little but of sick just came into my mouth.

dis chappie wuz gud 2!

its jus a stoyr so CHILLLLLLLL@~!!!!!!!

[[*munches* Same here. Usually, for the first few days, I have fun, and then as the game draws to a close I start longing for neat semi colons and spelling that doesn't make my eyes ache. Was it last year that we had a 'relief from the game' picnic thread, full of nothing but blue skies and good grammar? If this stops being stress relief and starts being stress-inducing, I may start another one... Anyway, cheers for the 'kind' review ;) -Sedri]]