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From: Nightman 
Subject: Re: [OW!] Let it snow, let it snow, let it SNOW!
Date: 12 Jan 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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Farix wrote:
> 

> 
> "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.}
> 

[Falling Prices Scene Switch!]

Nightman walked out of Wal-mart, newly equipped with a winter hat,
gloves, scarf, and boots; he also had a good ice scraper for the Freya's
windshield, and a new CD (Anggun, "Snow on the Sahara"). Thanks to a
shameless self-powered teleport, he'd beaten the nameless otaku to the
limited snow equipement. "Now," he growled. "To find the source of this
unnatural phenomena!!"

However, upon walking out to the semi-trucks and spaceship part of the
parking lot, he was horrified to see that the Freya had been plowed in.

"D'oh!!" the interim Reichanian leader said succinctly. "I'm stuck! Oh
woe is me, all dressed up and nowhere to go. Not that I know where I'm
going yet. BUT IN THE NAME OF THE KICKASS PARTY, I WILL FIND A WAY!!" he
ranted.

TBC? 

Nightman