Page Two: What Are the Flowers On?!
Page Three: A Femslashworthy Slasher
Page Four: Mystery Assassin At Large.
Page Five: Return of Fandom -Are We Safe?!
Page Six: Letters.
Page Seven: The Sue Conspiracy!
Page Eight: Horoscopes?
Page Nine: LO of the Month.
Page Ten: Adverts.
MYSTERY ASSASSIN STILL AT LARGE
The DIA is still on the lookout for a mystery assassin responsible for four Sue deaths to date, one of which took a kill from a pair of DMS agents.
“Of course we’re working on it,” a fustrated DIA agent commented yesterday. “I mean, we can’t have vigilates running about, killing OCs. Not all of them are Sues, you know.”
When asked by this reporter if the sudden increase in effort on the case was due to the fact that the two irate agents had to be detained at the medical center for two days, the agent replied, “Look, if
your
boss was wondering why two agents had to be drugged into oblivion while they cooled down – er, that is, no. No, of course not. It’s a serious thing when there’s a potentially untrained agent wannabe running around, causing havoc. What if this punk decides that PPC agents are ‘Sues? What if he decides that the PPC Agents are stealing his
kills and he wants to fight them over it? Can you imagine the trouble that would cause? I mean, the DMS, DoGA and DAVD agents can handle themselves, pretty much, but what about the Bad Slashers? And what if this idiot runs into one of the Sues that isn’t
there just to sit and look sparkly while the male Canons fawn over her? They could get hurt, and then we’d be out a potential agent.”
“Speaking of agents,” your humble reporter then asked, “Is there any indication this could be the acts of some agents on their free time, or maybe some retirees missing the good old days?”
The DIA agent then snorted and declared the interview at an end. “We’ve got enough to deal with,” he snarled. “Quit trying to stir up trouble and go do something productive for a change.”
This reporter has found the reaction of the DIA agent, who incidentally refused to give his name, to be rather suspicious.
Outside of the entrance to the DIA, two infuriated DMS agents were glaring at the door and obviously waiting for someone to come out.
“I want to know what they’re doing to solve this,” one of the agents said when asked why they were there. “It was
my
kill that bastard stole. I wanted to kill her!”
“You go through fourteen chapters of Badfic, and you want it to be worth something. You want to get the kill when you’re done. You want to see the Sue die,” the other, slightly more controlled one commented. “We didn’t get to do that. Of course we’re angry. Who wouldn’t be? We
are
sorry about what happened to all that equipment at Medical, but who can blame us, really?”
The first agent nodded. “I was just really pissed off that I didn’t get to kill her. I still am.”
The Fandom Returns.
Mere hours ago, Agents all over HQ were distressed to find that the PPC had been reinstated as a fandom, not by the Pit of Voles, but by a new site, Fanfic Land.
Their worries were well founded. Within a mere half an hour, the first stories had appeared, and strange things --stranger than nornal --had begun to happen around Headquarters. Thirteen people were seen in music room in a state of undress. Not hard to guess what they were up to! Shortly after, one Agent Corinx sprouted bright purple wings and attempted to seduce her mini-Balrog!
Some hoped that these were isolated incidents, easily accounted for by HQ's patent abnormality. Alas, this is not the case!
Not three hours ago, certain Agents witnessed, in an unfrequented area, the funeral of one notorious Jaycacia Thornbyrd. Not only that, but the SO was apparently seen near the funeral, engaged in a torrid affair wiith one Agent Jay Thorntree!
"It was horrible!" said Agent Mylar. "All these petals and things...I don't know how people write this tripe, I really don't."
The Editors investigated the section for themselves to see what horrors might be inflicted. And there are horrors indeed!
Watch your door --the next might be coming for you!
~Agent Starwind Rohana.
Letters.
To the team of so-called 'reporters' at the Multiverse Monitor, greetings.
You may find it amusing to publish stories without properly checking your facts, but I assure you, some of us are less than pleased. I refer specifically to your story last issue concerning Daleks in HQ. Don't you know that some of us still have nightmares about those things? It's one thing to publish rumours of swimming pools, but when it comes to such dangerous creatures as those, you really must take more care. If you don't... well, let's just say that there's more than a few Assassins with long memories around here.
Yours irritatedly,
Agent Jared Calinson, DMS
(My aplogies for both the brievety and the timing of this tabloid. There is a reason: I leave for Spain on the fifteenth, and so couldn't gather all the information necessary for a longer issue. My apologies again.
That said, I really hope you enjoyed it. Thanks go to nscangal, Rez, and Coffeecup, who submitted their extremely entertaining articles.
Thanks also go to anyone who would like to send in an article, or two, or three...please! Send to estelnar.silverstream@googlemail.com. The edition before this one was chock-full of great stuff. So...please? *Pleading look.*
Thanks again, and may ye prosper!)