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From: "Farix" 
Subject: [OW!] Let it snow, let it snow, let it SNOW!
Date: 11 Jan 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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Previously on Otaku Wars!

  -Go read the OW! Sunday Gazette.  They are more up to date then I am.

And so, our story continues...

Farix was depressed.  Not that because that his plan to kidnap Rie went
horribly wrong, but the fact that his attempt was ignored by everyone
except for the editors at the Otaku Wars! Sunday Gazette.

"Sigh" he sighed as he continued to lay his head on his desk with his arms
folded underneath. The sound of things being broken could be heard in the
distance with an occasional curse as NSK was down in the Grand Gallery.

SMASH!

"$#^$ $%"

CRASH!

"Does any $#%^ thing around here _stay_ broken?"

CRACK!

Farix sighed again as he continued pondered the current situation.  Then,
like a freigh train, and idea struck him.  More like a snow ball hitting
him on the head as Ann giggled in the doorway of Farix's office.

{Don't look so gloomy, Farix-kun.  An Usagichanian should never look
gloomy,} the hologram smiled.  Farix raised his head as the remains of the
snow ball started melting into his face.

"I just got an idea!" Farix stated as he pointed his finger up into the
air.

{Ahh Farix-kun, why are you pointing at the ceiling?}  The white haired one
looked a bit confused until he looked at his pointing finger, then put his
hand down.

RING!!

"North Pole.  Sorry, but Santa Clause isn't taking any request as Christmas
is already over.  Can I help you?" an elf answered the phone.  "Ok.  Hold
on one minute as I transfer you."  The elf placed his hand over the reciver
before yelling, "Hey Winter, there is someone on the phone for you."

"Old Man Winter speeking.  Yes.  Yes, I can do that.  A blizared you say? 
Biggest one in known history?  No problem."

"Who was that?" asked the elf operator.

"Some white haird freak wanting lots of snow."

A little later, a huge pile of snow dropped out of the sky and enveloped
the entirety of Otaku World.  In some places, it measured more then 8 feet.
 Several of the otaku warriors who where caught outside suddenly found
themselves in a winter wonderland.

Farix watched a monitor from his office as he grined ran from ear to ear.

{No tell me, exactly did you order the biggest blizzard ever recorded for?}
asked Ann.

"Why elementary, my dear Ann.  I intend to hold the First Annual Kick Ass
Snowball Fight on the First Battlefield.  And finally give new life to a
dying war."

The hologram rolled her eyes to stare up at the ceiling.  {That is a nice
ceiling now that I think about it.}

TBC?

Farix