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Okay...

So I read C***b***n to Big Brother out of boredom. Interesting.

1. Misadventures in Middle Earth
   Summary: My OC end up in the Lotr world. I suck at summary's so if a sarcastic twit ending up in the Lotr world and bringing chaos wherever he goes *And quite a few scratches* Is your cup of tea then by all means enjoy. Otherwise you can read somethin
   
   
   Krisp didn't quite understand what happened. One moment he was chatting with South and Whatev, and the next, he was there. He didn't know where, apart from the fact it looked like a fantasy world. South would have told him which one, but he wasn't there. Well, Krisp would have to find out by himself.
   He was currently into some woods, with, well, random trees and other various plants he couldn't tell which they were because he wasn't a botany geek. Well, in any case he would have been screwed. Nobody in the Infernal Trio was a botany geek.
   Krisp walked a bit around and stumbled on some underground city, full of funky people with pointed ears. Vulcans, maybe. OK, so they were Vulcans. He would teach them how to have fun. It was clever of him to keep the lighter and the aerosol bomb.
   Krisp wandered around until he found a place full of people. He then lit his lighter and sprayed the aerosol bomb on it. He shouted 'SURPRISE, HAHAHAHAHA' and ran toward the crowd. The Vulcans were a little bit more emotional than expected, but they managed quite well to evacuate. Krisp chased them in the corridors, almost burned himself on several occasions and still managed to make some people panic.
   Then he ended up in a small gray room, where two other guys were shouting at him.
   "Krisp, will you stop this? Oh my glod, you went flamethrower-crazy!"
   "Where have you been?"
   "Oh, sorry, guys, I just arrived... I was in some funky place full of weird Vulcans, I was having a little fun, and I didn't realize I was back here..."
   "And you got FLAMETHROWER-CRAZY on the people there??? You have strange ways of filling your time, Krisp."

I kidnapped some rabid fangirl and greatly enjoyed the experience.

...

So that's what the whimpering noises coming from my closet are.

I insulted the mom of Peter Petrelli and got fined $32 for it.

I know, but it won't be a month until I'm qualified to do so. Plus, I'm kind of busy right now.

I insulted the mom of Sauron just to get his attention.

Hee.

I think you'll have to post your agents' bios on the Net in order to get permission. As well as a writing sample (anything will go, even your fanfic, you don't have to feature your agents) and a badfic to be sporked.

I'd rename him, though.

Found whole gold mine of badfic. Numb3rs incest. Link to most explicit ones.

http://www.fanfiction.net/tv/Numb3rs/14/0/1/1/0/2849/2852/0/0/1/

Lulz.

Going to be sporked.

Numb3rs badfic with incest. Still unfinished. Here.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3176059/1/Unavoidable_Truths

Lulz.

Don't worry, it won't be that long, but I'd rather take my time with it and post a good fanfic rather than rush it and post a crappy one. That's why this community exists in the first place.

As long as you post it someday... Well, I still don't want to portal to this time in order to still be alive to read.

Okay, but I have to warn you that it's still under development and I want to make sure it's perfect before I post it.

Or I'm going to hunt you down and feed you to the tall ships. Whatev is very hungry these days, and Krisp is getting bored. Maybe South will be here to watch the show, too.

April 13th 1988: I went flamethrower-crazy on the Doctor out of boredom

My brother's, September 22nd 1991: I insulted the mum of Severus Snape and still wonder why the hell I did that.

I read C***b***n to the Sunflower Official and still wonder why the hell I did that.

Now if you'll please excuse me, I need to flee this continuum...

I kidnapped the Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog and greatly enjoyed the experience.

I'D BE DEAD IF I KIDNAPPED THE KILLER RABBIT OF CAERBANNOG. *Flails around*

because I definitely sent you a script! I did wonder why I never heard back ... I blame gmail.

Anyway, fear not, because we still have some voices left! I can send you a script if you like - email me at trojanhorseshadowfax AT gmail DOT com (just in case the email address I have for you is incorrectly spelled or something and that's why the first script never came through) and I'll see what I can sort out for you :D

Cheers!

I formed a rock band with Darth Vader and got fined $32 for it.

Oh, sorry, I thought you were responding to something else. So, you're saying that I should write the fanfic? Just want to make sure.

So, you're the one who's going to be tearing this thing apart?

Playing the game with U2 members' birthdates is even funnier. Especially Edge's and Larry's (seriously, reading Celebrian to the SO or throwing a spork at the President??? Well, not that usurpating the Doctor's identity or forming a rock band with Han Solo instead of Edge, Adam and Larry is any better.)

Well, one of my agents recruited Sauron, another formed a rock band with his lust object (lol, he has none) and the third one... wrote a lemon between Boromir and Peter Petrelli!!! OMG

All cited people now have the creepy feeling they made mistakes... and I agree with them, lol.

I insulted the mom of Legolas but I now have the creeping suspicion that it was a mistake.