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Maria Falcone and Crispin Reed are happy to offer their services.

Janus has a nasty temper when it comes To sues who Defile and possess his favored works of lit. He's got a little brother Named Oryx who is pretty dammned good with a sniper rifle if you need long distance assassination after the charges.

Do with them as you will. Molly and Moses could make a cameo if you can work them in as well (L&F could be babysitting when they get the emergency call?)

Tirsaer, Ryni, and Nara.

"There have been several"

Do you mean in Canon or bad fanfiction? If the former (which I suspect is the correct one), when exactly?

The second option sounds a bit complex for this fic. It's just a one-shot and it mainly revolves around Harry trying to cope with a) Ginny's death and b) the baby that he somewhat dislikes for killing Ginny (however unintentional).

Option three sounds the best for the Auror plot. But do I choose that or have him work in St Mungos and have him screw up a treatment? *thinks*

Sounds good. If I actually knew that the Sues had invaded. I've got to find out where these fics are. How exactly are you going to distribute this? Because I doubt that Fox is going to be kind enough to make DVD's for you and sell them to the world. Pity.

The reason you don't recognise me is because it's been about a year since I've been truly active here. The last thing I remember was a group of people taunting a troll.

My agents are up for it, if that's the case.

This sounds worryingly like the Alumia mission Dafydd and Selene took on- which involved the Sue possessing the entire planet of Arda.

They summoned every single free Agent into the fic to help exorcise her. This situation might be a little different, but I'd suggest a similar operation.

Explanation: The Movie (as I prefer to capitalise it) is a retelling of the 2008 Mary-Sues Invasion, which was originally told via RP.

The idea to make it into a movie was the result of a chat between Trojanhorse and myself. The two of us asked if anyone would be interested, and on receiving a huge number of enthusiastic replies, set about actually trying to come up with a workable idea. Technically, I think she and I are the co-producers or directors or something of that nature.

Therefore. Live-action was, for obvious reasons, out of the question. So we decided it should be an animated movie. We have several talented artists and animators who volunteered (and a few who were hunted down and begged politely to help).

At the moment, scripting and casting is nominally completed, and instructions on recording lines are being put together. As this is a global operation, we're asking people to record their lines and send them to us- I believe Trojie volunteered to collect them, as she knows more about the technical stuff than I do.

If there are any other questions you'd like to ask, please don't hesitate.

I was reading through the list of Badfics when I cam eupon the Narnian one. I'm not sure who put it there, or if they read it, but we may wanna check it out. It's a Goddess!Sue who helps create Narnia with Aslan. That would be so bad, except she imbued the Talking Animals and Nature with her essence, so that they could have intelligence.

So, in short term, all the Talking Animals and the world itself have been possessed. I'm not sure if it's an SOS, but it's sending up bells in my mind.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4056051/1/TheYoungestGoddess

That's the link. Read, and let me know.

I'm sure Cassie will explain things nicely, don't worry.

It's really up to you. Here's some possibilities:

1) On a recon mission to check out a new wizard / witch who MIGHT be a new Dark Lord / Lady (There have been several).

2) On a mission where the existance of magic is at stake. Because of Harry's blunder, he might need to use magic to save someone in front of Muggles, or a TV Crew.

3)Escorting someone to Azkaban. They fight back, and manage to get a wand from someone.

Any of those sound possible?

There's a PPC movie? How exactly are you going to accomplish this? What are you filming in?

I've got a fanfic coming up and I'm insanely stuck on one plot point. Ginny's died in childbirth and Harry's screwing up at his job because of it. He needs to put someone in mortal danger, so that limits the job to one of two things: Auror or Healer. Which one? I've got the Healer plot pretty much worked out, but the Auror one is stuck. I can't think of how he could place someone in true danger due to carelessness. As a Healer, it's easy. Give the wrong treatment and make it worse, though I haven't decided whether or not to kill the patient. That might cause more things to resolve than I want to deal with in a one-shot. Maybe a spin-off?

I read the... *cough* story... and I still have no idea what's going on. Is this just because it's been years since I've read Narnia or is this fic just wonko?

Agents Sedri and Iza have taken on their second mission! A pathetic Stardust Mary-Sue, and an agent who can't bring herself to make the kill. Thanks to Trojie, Ciri and Artic for beta-reading.

Mission has been subtitled "The End of Hope" due to lack of creativity on my part. It's actually rather fitting.

Yay for the temporary internet folder. Though it does fill an unfair amount of my hard drive, it is good for finding things back. Here you are:

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Hermione was wondering around in the streets of a small village called Freeromers, looking around, in the shops and restaurants. They sold unusual objects (and food), things that Hermione had never seen or even read about (and this was saying something). She even saw a shop that sold swords and shields.

Strange, she thought to herself. Who buys swords and shields nowadays in the muggle or wizarding world?

But what she had found stranger was that there were creatures that she had read about, but never actually seen. There were Fauns, Minotaurs, Cyclopes, Giants and talking animals walking carefree in the streets. She even saw Centaurs trotting about, chatting with some of the giants, which Hermione found quite alarming, being used to the now vicious herd in the Forbidden Forest.

Despite her being the brightest witch her age, she had no idea that this town was where the wizarding world and another magical world met. If you carried on walking through it, you would end up in a world called Narnia. The wizarding world and Narnia have been fighting over this town since it was discovered, but attacks were so frequent and the village so tiny, that nobody bothered to write about it.

Hermione had just entered a bookshop at the edge of the town when she heard a horn being blown. Everyone rushed around in panic, but to her astonishment, they all came back and lined up at the border of the town, everyone carrying a weapon of some sort, swords, bow and arrows, axes. She even saw some of the inhabitants pull out their wands, ready to fight, but against whom, Hermione didn’t know.

She approached the window, about to pull her own wand out, when she felt a hand snake across her right cheek and close on her mouth, preventing her from making any noise and another one, creeping over her flat stomach, pinning her arms to her sides.

“Don’t worry, doll face,” whispered a male voice with a Spanish accent in her ear, making her shiver in disgust. “I won’t hurt you, if you please me.”

Hermione closed her eyes in fear as unwelcome images formed in her head. With her arms pinned to her sides by the Spanish stranger, she was unable to reach her wand. She was defenceless and at the mercy of a stranger. It was worse than facing the Death Eaters; at least she knew what she was up against and could defend herself.

“Caspian!” called an English voice curtly. The Spaniard sighed with frustration.

“What do you want, Peter?” The Spaniard who Hermione assumed was Caspian replied, saying the last word in a mocking tone.

“We’ve won the battle,” the English answered, not at all put out by the boys’ tone. “What are your orders?”

“You’re High King, you give the orders.” Caspian replied rudely, pulling Hermione closer to him, resting his chin on her head, as he looked out the window his back facing Peter. The girl squirmed by he held her tighter.

“You ordered this battle for this village. You’re in command.” Peter retorted.

“Fine.” Caspian turned around; hand still clasped over Hermione’s mouth whose eyes were wide with fear and walked out the door after he had pushed Hermione into the chest of a blonde haired boy who she assumed was High King Peter. Peter caught her as she stumbled and almost fell to the floor.

“Don’t forget to disarm her!” shouted Caspian in a haughty voice.

Peter sighed and muttered:

“Git.”

Hermione smiled weakly despite the situation.

“You okay?” Peter asked, concerned. Hermione nodded her head though she shivered when she thought about what Caspian had said: “I won’t hurt you, if you please me.” What had he meant? She went pale and shivered at the thoughts running throw her head.

“What’s your name?” asked Peter, softly, knowing Caspian would’ve of probably said things, none too reassuring. She didn’t answer. He sighed and asked her for her wand. She seemed surprised that he knew she was a witch, but handed over her wand, though with great reluctance.

“Ed,” Peter turned towards a younger boy with dark hair, “take her to my tent for the time being. I’ve gotta check on Caspian before he does something stupid.”

Peter walked out, leaving Hermione and this Ed alone. Hermione tried to figure out want was going on. Peter had said ‘battle’ and ‘orders’. Was there a war going on here? And to his tent? Oh well, better his than Caspian’s. Not that she had much of a choice.

“C’mon,” said the boy. Hermione didn’t move. The boy sighed. “If you want to stay here, fine. But Caspian will be back and you’ll end up regretting you decision. Trust me.”

“Never trust anyone who says ‘trust me’.” Hermione couldn’t help herself. She wasn’t going to change her ways because she happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

What am I doing in this town anyway? She cursed herself. She had planned to head straight to Australia to find her parents, now that Muggles were safe in the wizarding as Voldemort no longer lived.

“Well, you don’t have much choice, anyway.” Ed interrupted her thoughts. It’s either Peter or Caspian. Personally, I recommend Peter, not because he’s my brother or anything, but Caspian has quite a reputation when it comes to women and he’s only 18.”

“Okay, okay. Stop there!”

Ed led her out of the village and towards a ring of tents that circled a great fire. He marched up to a scarlet tent with the head of a lion drawn on it. It reminded Hermione of Gryffindor and she felt a little more at ease. He opened the ‘door’ for her and let her in first. She obliged with a slight look of surprise on her face.

And they say chivalry’s dead.

“Please don’t try to run away,” said the dark haired boy. “Cause you will be caught and we’ll have to bring you back in here and tie you up. If you’re lucky. And it will be wise to stay in the tent until Peter comes back.”

Hermione took a look around the tent. It was quite large, with the sun shining through the canvas; it cast a red glow around the room.

The tent was filled of interesting objects. He found a small stack of books near the bed, behind them, a small rag doll looking like Caspian with pins stuck in it. Hermione chuckled at the sight of it and opened a book.

After a few minutes, she realised what she was doing in the tent. She was a prisoner of war.

"2 Kings, 1 Girl" has been deleted.

And Morbid Curiosity demanded that I read it, too...

Not sure why people like the bright, eye-killing colors...I know they help you get seen on stage and make you stand out from everyone else, but seriously...they HURT.