When I first laid out the itinerary for the Walk, I very intentionally mixed equal amounts of anime and non-anime destinations. I did not want it to become an all-anime work, as I felt that would limit its potential audience, and besides, some of the non-anime places I wanted to send him were fun. At the moment, though, the Buckaroo Banzai Step (DW4) is the only survivor of that part of the original batch of worlds.
In the last couple months, though, Peggy and I have talked about other possible destinations, mainly in the context of the very highly hypothetical sequel series Drunkard's Vacation, which would send Doug and Shadowwalker bouncing together around several universes intentionally. At the moment, my two particular favorite destinations for these discussions are engaging my imagination so strongly that I might move them into the Walk (although to do so I'd have to remove Maggie, and that would annoy Peggy no end). Just as a teaser, they are:
1. The turn-of-the-century Egypt of Elizabeth Peters' "Amelia Peabody Emerson" books. If you're familiar with these, I'm thinking of setting it at a point somewhere during Nefret and Ramses' mutual teenage years. I've been looking forward to a confrontation between an annoyed Doug and a couple of (retired) Egyptian gods who think he's such a nice boy...
2. The Chicago of the "Bishop Blackie" mysteries by Andrew Greeley. This one would be a fun challenge, because I'm planning on Doug playing it very very low key here -- no obvious metapower usage, although there will be some questions his presence will raise that Blackie Ryan will never quite be able to resolve. Since this universe is the same as that in Greeley's "Angels" books, there are godlike creatures at work in it -- vast, multidimensional beings who sound a whole lot like the gods of my cosmology, only on a lesser scale -- and Doug may well draw their attention.
(Edit: I really do know how to spell "Egyptian", honestly.)


-- Bob
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There is no spork.

Hello. I just started reading DW II the other day, and I was working my way through Chapter 11, when I noticed something odd. I may be wrong, and I'm probably not the first to spot this, but I believe that the Amazon Quartet is from SM:S, the *fourth* season, and they're associated with the Dead Moon Circus. The Dark Moon Family's defecting quartet is, I believe, the Uncanny Sisters.
Is this a research error (happens to everyone) or is it just a difference between the worlds?

For those who perfer a non leathal form of attack on people.
"Thunderstruck" - AC/DC
Effects are that Doug can "set off" Flash-bang affects in a given radius (I leave that up to who ever wants to come up with a range). Good for making angry mobs dazed and confused.
Lyrics at www.lyricsfreak.com/a/ac-dc/3371.html
Shawn Earl

I've added the current version of Brian Dinnigan's "Sailor Loon" image to the DW Gallery Page; I've left the old one there, too, just for comparison's sake.
In case anyone was wondering.


-- Bob
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There is no spork.

Since I can't give teasers for Chapter 15, I've decided to mine my early, pre-Lisa drafts for cute scenes to share. This one was born out of a fragment of material in one of the later "Legion's Quest" BGC installments (there are two or three, depending on how you count), in which Minerva drops neutronium anvils on some boomers.
-- Bob
While the mystery vigilante was at best very difficult to trackwith most of her sensors, visual scanning usually had noproblems, and Minerva watched the encounter with great interest.A standard combat boomer had appeared on a typical rampagethrough Tinsel City while the Knight Sabers were engaged in acommissioned job on the other side of MegaTokyo. A few minuteslater, the vigilante's motorcycle roared out of an alleyway,startling the first few AD Police to respond, and gaining theboomer's full attention. To her surprise, he somersaulted off the moving cycle and engaged the cyberdroid while the bike parked itself a safe distance away.Only seconds into the fight it was clear to Minerva that the vigilante was easily holding his own, and actually wearing the boomer down, even without the use of his strange matter-energy powers. But when a second boomer appeared from the shadows of an abandoned building, it looked like the battle might turn against him. Minerva considered a moment, then grinned. It didn't matter whoever and whatever he was -- she liked the vigilante. A little aid from her wouldn't hurt. She sent the command. Miles below, in MegaTokyo, a combat boomer slowly stalked up tothe young man while he was engrossed in slowly dismembering thefirst cyberdroid. As the boomer shielded its eyes and preparedto strike, there was a haze of blue light and soft, almostmusical sound some meters above its head. Moments later, theboomer suddenly and unexpectedly terminated function with thesounds of overstressed metal and ruptured pseudo-organics. Ashort distance away, many of the best of AD Police stood stock-still, poleaxed looks upon their faces.At the sudden, loud noise, the vigilante almost seemed toflicker, blurring from his position facing the disabled boomer toa defensive posture facing the now-dead second. A moment laterhe relaxed and cautiously approached. Disbelieving, he ran hisfingers over the lettering that read "ACME" and then, laughinguproariously, collapsed over the anvil which had smashed theboomer utterly.The AD Police forces on the scene milled about uncomfortably. While it was a perfect opportunity to arrest the vigilante, each of them had had at least one encounter with MegaTokyo's previous metahuman inhabitants. They all knew the futility of trying to take one into custody; no one felt like risking the possibility of embarrassment or worse.Finally, he stood, raising his arms to the sky and lookingupward. "" he called out in English, stilllaughing, ""In orbit, Minerva blushed.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

I found a fan dub of the first ep of the live Sailor Moon on bittorrent last night. I watched maybe five minutes -- including the opening credits -- then stopped and deleted it. It's not awful, but it's not worth downloading either. My advice to anyone who sees this listed somewhere is to skip it.


-- Bob
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There is no spork.

Okay, just to let everyone know... I'm still writing new material, but I'm at a point where almost everything (at the moment) is replacing notes or obsoleting stuff written years ago. The file size is not likely to change much in the next week or so, but rest assured that progress is being made.
As for where I am... well, I've just started writing the denouement. I basically have the story climax done (and thankfully my prereaders have no complaints about it), and I'm just hitting a couple of points on the way to the epilogues (which themselves are almost all written already).


-- Bob
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There is no spork.

Another Pain submission. Hey, I like their goofyness even if they're pretty obscure Figured this song could give Doug really high resistance to damage, for times when he's getting the goo kicked out of him.
Pain- Suckerpunch
Im sick of only making peanuts.
Im sick of stale sandwich bread.
Ive got a plan to make it better
And it begins with a simple punch to my head.
Another count and Im down but Im wearing him down.
Keeping the faith that Ive got what it takes.
Deride my pride but Ill be alright.
Ive got a Rocky II lunchbox with bills in it
And Ill scrape by.
I have seen this on some episode
Of Maude, Fish, Chips, or the White Shadow
Rerun in my mind a thousand times
Though I forget the channel.
But I am back in my corner with ice packs and water
The champs right hook changing my good side to bad.
Too late to make a run for the van
The doc leans in timidly asking about my health plan
I can see the referee wants to go home
(homeys got a wife and family)
And my detractors clap their hands and blow their smoke
(Headline news in next days sportspage.)
With every second that goes by
I dont mind my swollen eyes.
Cause I bet on myself and Im making a killing.
My opponent planned victory, I planned to lose.
My bookie is crying, my wife thinks Im dying
But Ive got a nest egg thats hatching in the final round.
And as I fall to the floor I dont feel so hardcore
My teeth swinging loose like a drunk girls caboose
My boys in the corner are pensive and somber
And Father OReilly is crossing himself more and more
I can see the referee want to go home
(Homeys got a wife and family)
And my detractors move their feet and blow their smoke
(Headline news in next days sportspage).
Cause I bet on myself and Im making a killing.
My opponent planned victory, I planned to lose.
My bookie is crying, my wife thinks Im dying
But Ive got a nest egg thats hatching in the final round.
And the room spins round and round
The victory partys at my place
After my loss and my disgrace.
Cause I bet on myself and Im making a killing.
My opponent planned victory, I planned to lose.
My bookie is crying, my wife thinks Im dying
But Ive got a nest egg thats hatching in the final round.
You shouldve never come back.---------------
"A billion robot lives are about to be extinguished. Oh the Jedi are gonna feel this one."
-Professor Farnsworth
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Jon
"And that must have caused my dad's brain to break in half, replaced by a purely mechanical engine of revenge!"

[I tried to send this to your e-mail account, but it did not seem to get through]
Hello, it has been quite a while since we last conversed. I haven't seen you around alt.fan.bgcrisis lately. I trust that all is well with you.
You may recall that in January 2001, you asked if I could draw a picture of Lisa Vanette dressed up as "Sailor Loon". Now, I had forgotten all about this until I chanced to come by your website a while back, and also when I reviewed my old art archive. I am no longer satisfied with the picture I drew, so I've made a new one:

Could you replace the old one with this one on your site? I'd appreciate it greatly. Also, you'll need to update the link to my website- it is now:
www.nucleus.com/~dinnigan/
Brian Dinnigan

_Behind Blue Eyes_ by the Who
www.lyrics007.com/The%20W...yrics.html
Effect: internal only, while the song plays he can only move the distance normally enclosed by his field at the time it starts or not at all, but no measueable time passes in the outside world. To him the song is like going off somewhere private for a couple hours to calm down: any extreme emotion, from murderous rage to suicidal depression to delerious happiness, is evened out to "a little lonely, but resolute." Externally inflicted effects (psychic, drugs, whatever) are also broken by using it, but of course will start to take effect again afterward if the psychic is still attacking or the drug is still in his bloodstream - in game terms, it's a free resistance attampt without any cumulative resist penalties that may apply.
As an aside, has anyone heard the Limp Bizkit version of this song? It's apparently word-for-word accurate except for a bit of added 'tell it!' type stuff in the bridge, but knowing the kind of stuff Limp Biskit does it's probably a lot more agressive sounding - a version to work on a target person, perhaps?
Incidentally, I find this song to have the mental effect listed for myself, if I can think to play it when overwrought and concentrate only on listening for the three and a half minutes it runs. Most people who know me not not to bug me when I'm listening to 'Behind Blue Eyes' :?)
- CD
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows