>(You know, it's bad enough with my own characters, but then other
>people's characters stop in to kibitz. I've got a fricking Fanfic
>Diner in my head.)

Geeze, that just gave me an image of one of those cheesy prints you see in mall framing/painting/print shops, the kind with James Dean and Marilyn Monroe and Humphrey Bogart and god knows who else all hanging around in some kind of dive just being too utterly cool for words -- except it's populated by random fic characters instead... urk.

-- Bob
(Proud member of the Legion of Rabid Crack Weasels)
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Kosh:  "Who are you?"
Morden: "What do you want?"
Ivanova: "I'll be in the car."