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I moved in with my boyfriend (and now my fiance) a few years back and I have to say it's probably one of the best things I ever did. I'm sure you'll have a great time.

... are you just trying to get me intrigued enough to watch something Who-related?

If it makes you feel better, we've nothing so hideous on our To Do list for a while. Or at least nothing so graphically hideous; the Snape-knocks-up-Harry is scarring, but not in the same way.

A few pearls of wisdom I've picked up while living with a male housemate:

1) Impress upon him the importance of toilet roll. Living with your parents, you'll have had a mother with sense and a well trained father. Living with your young man, you may well find that he's perfectly capable of saving up his poos until he gets to work, and doesn't realise that this method does not actually work for women.

2) Be prepared for an array of unpleasant substances on tissues dotted about your home. Earwax is the prime culprit in this house, although given your average man there are many other possibilities.

3) There will be Smells. You have been warned.

I wish you the best of luck in your man-training. And also in your moving. Still, at least you get unpacking and shelving books to look forward to.

This sounds remarkably like Torchwood. Have you considered writing for them?

but what's Otakon?

I just came up with a possible story about an incubus. I actually have a few others about incubi/succubi, but none of those do much beyond suck out energy and, in one case, get someone pregnant.

However, this latest idea, probably a oneshot, has the incubus seduce a woman before doing the incubi thing and sucking out her soul. This kills her. My question is this: does this count as snuff? Personally, I’m not sure (and if it does, I’ll probably abandon the story). It’s just, in my experience, snuff is written for sexual pleasure. While I do show the sex scene (or I will, depending on how much I believe I can get away with), I’m not aiming for the reader’s sexual pleasure in the soul-sucking and death section.

Basically, the woman and the incubus (though she has no idea he is one and I’ll leave only minor clues throughout the story until this part) sleep together. When they climax, the incubus kisses her and does something magical. This intensifies and keeps her climaxing until he can suck out her soul, which happens quickly. After that, she twitches briefly in the sort of aftershocks of death and then goes still. And that’s it.

This is only a draft and writing it like that has made me worried about whether it could be interpreted as being written for sexual pleasure (it isn’t, let me assure you). I’m perfectly willing to accept rewrites, but what do you think? As is, would it could as snuff?

A second, related question is, how would Fiction Press react to me posting this? Should I risk it? Or should I post somewhere else?

I solemnly swear Agent Whatever is in no way involved in this.

I moved to Japan with only what I could carry on my back. Of course I miss all my books and what not. But it is a nice change!

Gambate with your move.

Leto

Quite a masquerade to keep up, isn't it?

Good for you! I wish you luck, and wish I had more interesting things to say, but I don't, so I'll either ramble on randomly or just shut up and say good luck.

Hmm...

Good luck!

Oh, sweet merciful *whatever.* Dumbledore, and Dobby, and sex-slaves and I have to go scrub my brain out with bleach and steel wool now.

That said, very well-written mission.

Yes indeed. Continuing my masquerade as a Responsible Adult, I am, at long last, moving away from my parents and in with my fiance. The last few weeks for me have been spent packing, packing, going to see our apartment, and packing, which is why my activity (and my sanity) has been spotty lately. I'm shooting for the final move to happen this Sunday. How much I'll be around after that will depend on whether my fiance has signed us up for an internet connection by then and, of course, by time spent on the job hunt and then the job itself.

Big change is ahead for me. I don't know yet how much it will affect my PPC activities, but I don't plan to quit. Let's just say I'll be around as much as I'm able.

~Neshomeh

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Chapter Five: Enemies meet.

The NMG Headquarters was a gigantic skyscraper that hovered above the clouds of Mount Olympus. The Greek Gods, forced to submit to the great power held by the new lords of the Multiverse, wept on its floor, wailing their hearts out. They were soon joined by the Egyptian, Mesopotamian, and Norse ones, whose halls were not safe from the avarice of their new masters.

On its top level, the ones that brought them down so low refused to pay attention to a sucsses that had already grown stale. They conversed in hurried whispers, pondering on how to make full use of their victories.

Their leader, a balding man wearing corporate clothes, read one of the reports and said:

"Ahh. So Jayacacia has managed to get her husband back."

"Yes. They are now enjoying themselves in the My Immortal verse." Said one of the NMG excecutives seated just to the left of him.

"Ahh...My Immortal. Ebony's usefulness is ending, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is. Maybe its time to restore the Harry Potter Canon to a more...faithful state."

"True. Canon Defilement is profiting us less and less..."

"By the way, I'm pleased to mention that our Code Geass sues have managed to get Lelouch vi Britannia to Geass himself into serving us. That way, we don't have to lower his intelligence by 90% in order to make him our lackey."

"Good. Have him Geass Light Yagami and David Xanatos as well. That way, we can stop turning their brains to putty on a regular basis."

"Now, are the modifications to the Necron Technology ready?"

"Yes. With these improved pylons, we can cut off universes from fanfic influence at will. We can also select specific fanfics to allow into the Word Worlds if nescessary, as long as they have a situation that profits us."

"Good. Now, how about the Sunflower Emperor?"

"Dead. We used our influence over Legal to alter narrative law so he doesn't come back."

"Very Good. Now the EPC will destroy itself, and we will have other Multiverses as our oyster, once we have finished with this one. Now, how about the Hornbeam?"

Tomorrow starts Otakon in Baltimore, MD. Is there going to be any agent(s) attending? My small group will have room for anyone to join us. Just look for multiple magicians.

I hope there will be more action!

Welcome to the PPC. Please deposit your sanity in the provided receptacle. *offers bucket marked "Warg Fodder"* You shan't have much use for it here. Also, here is a Random Shiny which may or may not have a terrible curse upon it. Go on, take it.

"No problem"

"Now, why don't you stay here for a while? We can regroup, consolidate our forces-"

YOU WILL NOT BE ALLOWED!

A crystal Star Destroyer suddenly appeared in the sky, accompanied by crystal Nebulon-B Frigates.

I, THE SUNFLOWER EMPEROR, WILL NOT ALLOW YOU!

Multicolored beams of death rained down from the sky.

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Several hours later, Agent Tawaki was mourning the losses of the battle against the EPC. Honeshah and Mkellin had sacrificed themselves to take out the Star Destroyer, while Nendil and Twp took on the Sunflower Emperor and killed him.
Now all of the Mirror Multiverse Cats are dead, along with hundreds of Agents and OFUer's. He and Takdeeta had been forced to regenerate thrice, just before the battle ended.

Now, he and the survivors were at the newly founded Official Fanfiction Academy of Warhammer 40k (AN: Which I created just now). It didn't have any students and staff yet, but they had huge amounts of war material, which he and Takdeeta planned to use (He had an Inquisitor's gear, and Takdeeta was dressed in the armour of a Cannoness).

The OFUer's who had escaped to the New Caledonia town informed him that the Offical Fanfiction University of Alagesiä was the one that betrayed them, and Tawaki planned to take revenge. He had sent Agent Dustin into the fanfic 'Agony in Pink' in order to get the Z-staff and the monster, Tortura, and was going to-

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Agent Lyta Holling shut off the TV.

"What did you do that for?!" said the stranger.

"That was the most OOC programming I ever watched! I can belive that the libations to the Ironic Overpower were just a gambit to weaken us, that the SO and the other Flowers had the prescence of mind to get levels in D&D classes, and that Psycho!Thundera looks badass! But Agent Tawaki becoming an Inquisitor who tortures people in ways that would give Medival Tortuers nightmares? That is where my Willing Suspension of Disbelief ends!"

"But it's live!"

"I don't care! We skip over the Tawaki torturing and killing people part, okay?"

"Fine."

"Oh, and while you're at it, why don't you tell me who you are, so I could stop doubting."

"Very Well." The Stranger then took off his hat and scarf, revealing the face of an Asian man in his prime.

It was the face of Makes-Things.

"You're alive! Wait a minute, aren't you supposed to be working on the Hornbeam's Instrumentality thing?"

"Yes, yes I was. I also had a secret mission from the Queen Anne's Lace, which I wasn't able to do anymore once he and the Gladiolus were retconned out of the conspiracy."

"I see. What was the mission, exactly?"

"To create an ark that would withstand the fractures in reality caused by the Time of Judgement. You see, back on Origin, there was a prophecy that predicted the End of the Multiverse as we know it."

"And you think the Time of Judgement is this?"

"Yes. After all, HQ has fallen..."

Agent Lyta bowed her head.

"So, is this room part of the ark, then?"

"Yes. There's also a replicator, some toilets, and am ornamental garden. That was all I could accomplish before the Fall."

"Ahh. Is there any way to get out?"

"No. I'd invent one, but only after the time of Judgement has passed."

"I see. Wait-does that mean that we're going to have to repopulate the Multiverse, then?"

"Do you want to?"

"Of course not!"

"Then don't worry. There should be at least some sane people left after the end. If we can rescue them before they die, we may have enough of a starting population."

"Good. Now, has Inquisitor Tawaki finshed torturing innocent OFUer's?"

"By my calculations, yes."

They pressed the remote again.

Author's Note: Thank you JayBird!

Your story is very good too. JayAcacia is one of the best characters ever!

Welcome to the PPC. Oh, nie fandoms.

so, who are your favorite characters in your fandoms? if i may ask.

Its' really good and epic and stuff! Umm Im' not sure what you meant about Jaycacia being a consuct or why she had those clothes on but its really cool to see her in yor great sotry!

Good for cleaning up messes.

Can I ask what you're majoring in? And since your name is liable to be shortened, would you prefer "Pip" or "Pipi", or shall we shy away from your sharp, pointy hedge clippers and try to remember the full spelling? ;P

And frankly, neither do I. That's why it's so OOC.