All right, all right. Enough of the serious. It never lasts longer then it takes me to realise I'm not dying anyway. Soo... You have stumbled upon us, huh? Don't worry, you're not the only one. Hopefully, because I have a feeling that I might take some time over this site. Makes a change to my own, and no, I'm not dumb enough to tell you what it's adress is. Well, I guess I should tell you who, and what (what is a good word) we are. I shall, eventually. You may have to wait to have Megan tell you about herself because we're on school holidays at the moment, and she has no internet, so I'm working alone for now.
Anyway, as I was going to say, we work for the PPC; the Protectors of the Plot Continumn, in the department for Elf Protection, or DEP, if you're lazy like us. Our uniform (as you will be able to see on the picture of us which will be put up eventually, ie, when I finish it) is green, with a Alfirin flower on the left sleeve. Yeah, we love it, honest!
Or job: to protect the universe. And for once I'm serious. Although I should probably cut it down to "saving the elves from Mary-Sues", but that does help to save the universe from Sues, so it works in a way.
So that be our job. Well, in a nutshell, anyway. Now you'll want to know about us, no doubt. Well, I'm not sure I want to tell you. Who's to say you won't use it against us? Why does it smell of plastic? Oh wait, that's ink. Sorry. Fine, fine, I'll tell you some things... Some, mind you. Some only. But only if you promise to review PPC: DEP, a lovely little fic,about us.
And now I have to go, becuase something hurts, and I'm not sure whether to blame what I ate, the time of the month or the last Sue, but I probably should go and do something about it, so toodles!
~ Elanor