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Already PPC'd? o.O I feel positively sloth-like now. But good! Those needed it. Grr.

(Also, yes, it did take me about five minutes to figure out what you meant by pointing above. ^^; )

Alex poked her head out of the RC's doorway, looking from side to side. As she watched, a scantily clad fox holding a box of ramen noodles ran past followed by a group of very angry Agents yelling at the top of their lungs. Shaking her head, Alex stepped back inside. A moment later, a flaming frisbee whistled past the doorway where her head had been a moment earlier and she hastily closed the door. Drental watched all this with some amusement from the console chair.

"Going somewhere?"

Alex shook her head.

"Chances are Medical's clogged up, and it'll get cleared up eventually. Besides," Alex said, a smile spreading across her face. "it's not like we'll get a mission until this is over."

"True."

Walking over to a table standing next to the bathroom door, Alex picked up one of several stacks of books piled up on it. Glancing at his partner, Drental noted titles such as "Your Mind Makes It Real: How To Use Generic Substance", "Dalek: A Complete History" and "100 Ways To Kill a Warrior! Sue". Falling heavily onto the sofa, Alex opened up the first book and began reading, dead to the world.

That's true. I've PPC'd the Vamp!fic and the Kameron O'Neill fic. :]

Every fandom gets its vampire!fics. And other horrible ones.
But then again, sometimes you run into the ones who totally make all the others worth it. One goodfic is worth probably at least twenty badfics.

By the way, I actually do have something for you. Only I've no idea what to do with it now. >.> Help?

abotu teh lux thing. couldn;t help myself. i apologize.

Stormsong fumbled the object and narrowly avoided dropping it. "So, ah, should we take this back to the technicians? I have no idea what to do with the cursed object ..."

DRake gigle d and squiremed free, adn dropped a ocutpuis jar in Stormsons's arms, kissed him, then dashed off.

Naomi was about to chase when teh jar phrapped and morphed into a doll.

"That sneaky son of a vixen. He had it all alone.... Or else he got it back."

But it is screen-stretchy and eye-bleedy and results in an entire screen of whitespace!

"..." Constance lowered his sword at last and looked across at Dafydd. "Lux is in control of our bodies," he said flatly.

Dafydd looked around at the assembled Agents. "You think they can handle it?" she asked dubiously.

"I certainly hope so," Constance replied, "because I'm not going to. Not against Lux."

"Me either," Dafydd said grimly. "She's -- he's -- too much."

"Time to go, then?" her spouse asked. Dafydd nodded, and looked at the group again.

"Well, it's been fun," she said, "but we'll be going home now. If you decide to burn the place down, do let us know."

"Not that you know where we live, thank goodness," Constance added. He shot a look at Drake. "And if this doesn't get sorted out, we'll be back. With two irate fire lizards in tow."

Dafydd grinned wryly. "Who needs fear of God?" she asked the air above her. "Come on, Connie, let's go home." And with that, the pair walked away. Again.

hS

Mulhoon looked down at her black dress. Her hair was tied up in a severe bun, and she appeared rather impassive about the whole business.
Appearances, however, can be deceptive. In a voice as calm as the eye of a hurricane, she said, "Someone is going to die."
Render grinned at her. "Lighten up," the younger woman said. "This is kinda fun."

Mulhoon ignored her, pausing only to strap on her revolver before stalking out of the response centre to find the being responsible and make them suffer.

All we have to do is ask her, him, for it back, right? It's not that..." Ansela trailed off as the others looked at him incredulously. "What? Lux can be reasonable."

OOC: Dunno if I should post this here or in a different subthread, but I'll just post my Agents' responses. This is set after my Agents' latest, in-progress mission(#3 OOC, #6 IC).

There was a low pitched humming noise as a glowing portal appeared in the middle of RC-1138B. A dull thump quickly followed as an exhausted, soot-covered Alex Warren fell through it and landed heavily on the sofa. Hugging a cushion with one arm, he massaged his temple with the other. "Never, never again..." he groaned into the cushion. He looked up from the sofa as an equally battered but still standing Drental stepped through, holding a backpack that was bulging slightly at the seams. Alex's eyes narrowed as he saw glitter stains seeping through his bag.

"Drental, you didn't put the Sue's scalp in my bag, did you?"

The Mandalorian Agent shrugged, causing Alex to start spluttering.

"Drental, all my stuff's in there!"

Drental shrugged again.

"It's not like a little glitter will damage it."

Right on cue, the Overpower caused the Suvian blood to start burning a hole in Alex's prized ROTS novelization. It then waited for Alex to give it its next cue.

Alex opened and closed his mouth several times, then closed it when he couldn't think of a good counterargument. A moment of silence later, he sat up and looked at his partner.

"Seriously though, that thing was a nightmare. Grievous, droids, and a regenerating Sue at the same time. Why the hell didn't they list that on the report?"

"The writer went mad and thinks he's a rubber duck now, remember?" Drental replied dryly.

"And the first person and body change...Honestly, I hope that never happens to us again."

Pop.

Alex sighed, looking down at herself for a moment before going back to her previous position on the sofa. Drental, meanwhile, simply shrugged and continued taking off his now somewhat uncomfortable armour.

"You'd think I would have learned to keep my mouth shut by now," Alex mused. There were shouts from outside, and Alex blinked.

"Looks like we're not the only ones..."

"Okay, I did not give it to Lux, potentially."

Naomi looked at drake.
"Aer you telling the truth?"

"Not really, but she did ask me to tell her tha...."

Naomi had snapped and smacked drake with teh backpack.
"CRAZY FOX!!!!!!"

Skyfire shook his head. "Oh no. Please, Drake, tell me you did not potentially give that thing to Lux."

Not that I live in England, or anywhere close, but I'll be glad to help out. ...No idea how, but I will.

hS told me I had to get a beta to make sure I kept within PPC canon. I'm coming to the end of the first chapter of my first mission, and I'd like to run it past someone so I can upload it. The fic is a three-way crossover between Harry Potter, Young Wizards and LotR.

Naomi goraned, "He's my partner. And..." she gasped as she noticed something... "WHERES THE DORKS!!!!!!"

she quickly snapped at the others, "Please, no killing him until we can sort this out, okay?"

"I gave it to some agent, don;t know who. some funny male."

*wince*

That's nothing. There have been far longer and more involved RP threads than that one in the past.

Ansela yelled as he came round the corner, dragging Drake behind him. "Crazy bitch ran into me, giggling like a sugar-high Sue and waving a DORKS around like a mad thing. Almost put an arrow through her chest before she yelled that she was an Agent."

"I don't know, I'm not a technician," Skyfire said, shrugging. "He must have done something pretty impressive to it to make it transform everyone in HQ, and that suggests that he must have enlisted expert help ... Do any of Lux's flings work in the tech department? Strikes me as something she would approve of, and so would anyone demented enough to like her."

"What did you press?" Risa muttered, knowing that his partner wasn't exactly listening to him at that time. "I told you to stay away from the console after last time."

"Didn't press nothing," Ansela grinned and stretched, ignoring the ripping sound as his clothes finally gave up on conforming to his new, larger body shape.

"You must have pressed something. People do not just change gender on a whim."

"Sure they do. I know this guy back in my home continuum who can change your gender if you give him enough money. Hell, sometimes he changes his own gender for shits and giggles."

"I take it you have availed yourself of his services in the past," Risa sighed as Ansela nodded eagerly, rubbing at his forehead to try and stave off the impending migraine. "And this would be why you are so unperturbed by this turn of events."

"Yup. I'm going to the cafeteria, see if there's anyone who knows what's going on," Ansela opened the door and grinned at Risa. "Want me to get you anything?"

"I would appreciate it if you would find some clothing that does not look like it will fall off as soon as you do so much as breath deeply."

Ansela nodded. "Will do."

Not when you get threads as long as the RP below :P

How does taking the apostrophes out make it more accurate?

See Kings!
See Kings Cross!
Cross, Kings! Cross!

Extra! Extra! Kings Cross Station! Read all abaht it!

Naomi sighed. "Look, i'm just worried that if you kill him, my next partner will be LUX!!!!!"

She turned bacl to S&S . "you still haven;t answered me. What happened on the mission? any reason why the DORKS woudl genderbend people? We have to know, please...." she begged.