From: "L-Soft list server at Indiana University (1.8d)" To: "ARTF@MemoryAlpha.nil" File: "LOISCLA-GENERAL-L LOG9909D" ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 21 Sep 1999 23:28:04 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: Canadian Archive Contributions In-Reply-To: <19990921171242.5534.rocketmail@web116.yahoomail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hey Hosers (um, Canadian FoLC), how's it going, eh?! :) If you are still interested in making a contribution to the fanfic archive fund, I think we have pretty well decided that I will be the collection point... So, if you will write me a private note, I will let you know where to send your snail mail. We sort of need to move as fast as possible on this - I'd encourage any of you who want to contribute, to do so by October 17, so, taking into account the (in)famous Canada Post Corporation as well as how busy we all are, well... um, just email me as quickly as you can, ok? Eh? Thanks a lot... Oh, not just from me, newbie published author, but from ALL the authors on the archive as well as everyone else that uses the archive or contributes to it in some way. Let's show the rest of the kind FoLC how much the Great White (in winter at least :) North appreciates good fic, ok? TTYL, Melisma ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 09:30:24 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: OUATIM: Perry to Cat In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Tue, 21 Sep 1999 19:52:40 EDT "C.C. Malo" wrote: > Crisis management of your teeth > is not the way to go here, Chief. Oh, ROTFL!!! That is *so* Cat!! Nice one, Carol! Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 09:52:02 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Perry In-Reply-To: <029401bf0474$44a5d7a0$498601d4@MFUK.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Chief - You're in luck. Superman just dropped by with an update on the Taiwanese earthquake - he was helping out there last night - and he's offered to go get you some Paava leaves direct from source. He'll drop them off at your place later. Did you find a dentist yet? Mom said to try clove oil. And Lois says *definitely* don't go near Dr Brown - the guy's a sadist, according to her! C.K. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 06:13:47 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Ellen Lane MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Mother, I did not ignore you outside my old apartment. That woman wasn't me. = She's just someone who looks a bit like me, well a lot like me. = But don't ask me who she is because I don't know. She appeared in Metropolis a couple of weeks ago and got a job at the Planet. Can you believe that! She even started making suggestive remarks to *my* husband= , telling him he had a very sexy smile. He does have a very sexy smile, bu= t I don't want her saying that. I'm sorry you were upset. Why don't you come round for dinner some night= . = You'll just have to take potluck though because we never seem to have tim= e for much these days except chasing down stories and you know what I'm lik= e in the kitchen anyways. Mother, didn't you play bridge with a Harriet Dow once and didn't she hav= e a daughter about my age? If you have any information Clark and I would love to hear it. Love Lois ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 06:13:59 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Jimmy MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Thanks for the file Jimmy. It makes interesting reading and even if the info on Jeffers and the Metropolis Sailing Club isn't connected to the bombing it certainly needs investigating. I never did like that guy. The Jeffers/Carlton connection looks promising, especially with the info >from Cat. Carlton ties in with the Star too and they're beginning to loo= k pretty shady. They're not the 'good samaritans' they pretend to be. = Throw in Harriet P Dow who just happens to own Chemco Fireworks( a link t= o explosives? ) and we could be onto something. Gotta go Jimmy I'm expecting my mother for dinner. Would you believe it she has some information that might be useful. See ya, Lois = ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 06:14:28 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Perry MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi Perry, This story keeps getting more complicated. First Carlton then Jeffers bu= t frankly I think Clark's suspicions about the Star should be followed up. I doubt if I could go undercover at the Star. My feelings about Underhil= l and Hart are too well known and I'm not certain that they'd believe that Clark would take up the offer of a job, knowing how strongly I dislike th= em both. However I might have an idea of how to get around that but I'll ha= ve to talk to Clark first. I'll let you know what we decide. I miss you and the Planet, Lois ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 06:15:31 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hey Cat, You really will have to be careful. = >> Because he senses she's in trouble of some sort? I don't think you have to worry about Clark.<< and = >>Take care of yourself, Lois.<< I'll be starting to think that we could be friends....... Nah! So you think that NTM could be making a bid to get rid of the opposition?= = Then we have to find out whose behind them. I'll get Jimmy onto it. Also I checked and there's no record or legitimate reason why Jeffers should have been at the Planet that day. Could he have been there to supervise the planting of the bomb? I wouldn't have thought that was his= style. Mr Sleazy Jeffers doesn't like to get his hands dirty. I'm also checking out 'Harry P'. I have a 'special' source on that one. As to the 'other' matter. I'm not completely certain, if you know what I= mean. Clark keeps on at me to 'check it out' but, Cat, I'm scared. Havi= ng children is a big step, it's not like getting a dog or anything. Still i= t could be a little late to start worrying about that. I'm trusting you to= keep quiet on this. Don't let me down, Cat. Your 'friend'? Lois = ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 06:16:50 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Clark, According to my mother Lara Wells passed her in the street the other day.= = Mother spoke to her but the woman completely ignored her. = Now in the alternate universe Clark's parents were Jonathan and Martha Ke= nt and though they died years ago he still recognised them. Wouldn't it follow that the alternate Lois' parents would be Ellen and Sam Lane? But= she didn't recognise her own mother..... well her alternate mother. I kn= ew that she was a fake! And I know how much you like to see the good in everyone, Clark, but you have to admit this is very suspicious. You migh= t want to take her 'under your wing' but I don't want to have anything more= to do with her. Actually, Clark, we could use this to our advantage, if you agree to what= we talked about previously. You can take Ms Wells and hightail it over t= o the Star to work. Tell Underhill and anyone else who asks that you don't= believe the Planet can survive without a building to work in and that you= need the money. And that's not a total lie. Not about the Planet surviving but about needing the money. If what you're hoping for is a fact then one of us needs to keep on working. Not that I plan on giving = up working. I'm babbling again, aren't I? And Clark I need you at home tonight. Mother is coming to dinner. Would= you believe I invited her? She knew a Harriet Dow a long time ago and I think that there may be a family connection to Harry P and Chemco Fireworks. I don't feel up to facing my mother alone so please could you try to be there. And Clark is there something wrong with your pager and have you switched off your cell phone? I really would've prefered to 'talk' to you about all this. Love Lois ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 20:14:54 +1000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Re: Printing fanfics... In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" I use my folders from my L&C Showbag to keep the fanfic that I've printed off. Not that I print a lot of it out Jen At 07:22 PM 21/09/99 EDT, you wrote: >In a message dated 9/21/99 11:06:25 AM Eastern Daylight Time, >sharper@CNCC.CC.CO.US writes: > ><< But where do you guys put your printed pages? With such tiny margins, > there's no room to punch holes in them and store them in a loose-leaf > binder. >> > > >Well, being a cheapskate, I just use manila folders and stick them on a shelf >in my room. > >Ann > > jenerator@ozemail.com.au -*-This message is umop ap!sdn (Jenerator or Some1Else on IRC) -*- JenerEight on AIM -*- ICQ: 11477318 Photos of David (7) and Megan (4) on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 11:45:14 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Lois In-Reply-To: <199909220617_MC2-85D7-2B42@compuserve.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Lois honey - I'm so sorry I haven't been around since yesterday! Haven't you seen the news? I've been in Taiwan helping with the earthquake. Actually, I'm still there now - I'm using the email facility on my personal organiser, since it's small enough to fit under my belt. I guess I'm going to be here for a while yet - can you cover for me with Perry? I've emailed him just to try to make him think I'm still on the case. > > But > she didn't recognise her own mother..... well her alternate mother. I knew > that she was a fake! And I know how much you like to see the good in > everyone, Clark, but you have to admit this is very suspicious. You might > want to take her 'under your wing' but I don't want to have anything more > to do with her. > I understand, honey. You know, I have really mixed feelings about this. Sure, she could be a fake. The more I've thought about it, the more likely I think it is that she is. I keep remembering all those other times... you mentioned the time Ariana Carlin had a double made of you. And there was also... oh, honey, *you* know what I mean! That time we've tried so hard to forget! I try to convince myself that she's a fake, planted in our lives and at the Planet to make trouble. And then I remember that when I saw her I felt drawn to her, and I ask myself whether that's only likely to happen if she *is* another world's Lois. Did you... oh, it was so long ago, sweetheart, but did you feel drawn to the clone of me, all those years ago? You realised he wasn't me after a while. > Actually, Clark, we could use this to our advantage, if you agree to what > we talked about previously. You can take Ms Wells and hightail it over to > the Star to work. Well... okay. If you're sure, sweetheart. I know I didn't want to meet Lara alone, but I guess we need to keep an eye on her. And if you did it, then people would stare! Just... well, let's hope she doesn't have any of that K-stuff! I'll email her later and suggest something. Perry's actually asked me to take her off his hands anyway. Seems she's being a little... over-enthusiastic. I guess you were probably a bit like that when you started out, though! > And Clark I need you at home tonight. Mother is coming to dinner. Would > you believe I invited her? Aaarrggghhhh!!! Okay, sweetheart, I'll try. But you know what it's like - I'm still needed out here. Sounds as if she could be useful, anyway. I miss you, sweetheart. You take care of yourself and... well, yourself, honey. I don't want any harm to come to either of you. I love you, and I'll be home to you soon. Your husband (I still love typing that!!) Clark. xxxxxxxxxx ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 07:26:18 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: OUATIM: Cat to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Lois, in my last note to you, I said <> I meant Roxanne. Too many great late nights - sigh. Re NTM -- Yeah --The Star doesn't have the resources to fund the expansion it's gone through in the last few weeks. It was always as close to the wire as the Planet and prior to the bombing, the Star's circulation was done 10 % over last year. I'm keeping quiet on "the other matter" -- won't mention it again until you do. <> Scary thought -- maybe. Cat ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 06:36:18 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: OUATIM: Ellen Lane to Lois In-Reply-To: <199909220613_MC2-85D7-2AFC@compuserve.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" >I did not ignore you outside my old apartment. That woman wasn't me. >She's just someone who looks a bit like me, well a lot like me. Well, don't ask ME who she is... I know for a fact that you are the only you around - I mean, you WOULD trust your MOTHER to know! But I swear, child, she looked EXACTLY like you. I mean, right down to that little mole on your neck that only I ever noticed. If I didn't know better, I would say you have a clone there, or she is someone from another dimension - but I think I have been hanging around your father too much, or something, because if you believe such things exist, you have to have no concept of reality. >But don't ask me who she is because I don't know. She appeared in >Metropolis a couple of weeks ago and got a job at the Planet. Can you >believe that! She even started making suggestive remarks to *my* husband, >telling him he had a very sexy smile. He does have a very sexy smile, but >I don't want her saying that. Of course you don't, dear. Why, just THINK of the trouble I have had with your father's wandering eye - and none of his bimbos were my double. Darling, you keep a VERY tight fist on your husband. You KNOW men can't be trusted... I warned you, 'way back hen, you know. >I'm sorry you were upset. Why don't you come round for dinner some night. >You'll just have to take potluck though because we never seem to have time >for much these days except chasing down stories and you know what I'm like >in the kitchen anyways. I'd love that, darling. Especially if Clark cooks - much as I don't trust men, yours is a genius in the kitchen :) Um, how does Friday night sound? >Mother, didn't you play bridge with a Harriet Dow once and didn't she have >a daughter about my age? If you have any information Clark and I would >love to hear it. Harriet Dow. Now THERE is a name I haven't heard in quite a while! Yes, I played bridge with her, oh, it must have been about 20 years ago. You know, when your father was out doing god knows what, and I was so lonely I thought I would die, that bridge club saved my sanity. Seems to me Harriet did have a daughter, but I don't remember a whole lot about that right now. Why don't you let me think about that between now and Friday, and I'll tell you what I remember then, ok, sweetie? Well, I need to run off for now. See you and Clark both on Friday. I love you, honey. Love, your mother ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 11:08:19 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: Sir Phil Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ------Original Message------ From: Wendy Richards <> Don't people in the UK use that as a formality type title/greeting for everyone? I was always told to say yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am reguardless of class as a matter of politeness. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 11:24:44 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: Printing fanfics... Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ------Original Message------ From: Kathy Brown <> I use the backs for other fanfics, and have found that using legal size paper instead of letter size paper helps cut down on the total numer of sheets. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 16:32:10 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Sir Phil In-Reply-To: <391306958.938012899661.JavaMail.root@web02.pub01> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII > < time for inherited titles...>> > > Don't people in the UK use that as a formality type title/greeting for > everyone? I was always told to say yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am > reguardless of class as a matter of politeness. Ah, but there is a distinction between styles of address: Perry: "Hey, Jimmy!" Jimmy: "Yes, sir?" and titles. Baronets and knights have the Sir incorporated as part of their name: so a knight or baronet would be - for example - Sir Phillip Atcliffe, to be addressed as Sir Phillip, not Mr Atcliffe. Of course, these titles are quite sexist; the version of a knighthood for a woman is a Dame - like Dame Judi Dench, for instance. And a Baroness is addressed as Baroness so-and-so (like Baroness Thatcher, although some of us might see the description of a 'so-and-so' as appropriate for her!!) or Lady whoever. Wendy (who is wondering just how she knows all this when she is both an anti-monarchist and an egalitarian, and has no respect for honorary titles) ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 16:50:05 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Clark to Jimmy and Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Jimmy, Lara - Sorry for taking so long to touch base with you both - I've been busy on an out-of-town story for the last day or so, and it may keep me occupied for another couple of days. Jimmy - great work on Jeffers and Carlton. I'll catch up with all your research when I get back. I'm still not sure exactly what role Jeffers has in all this - the sailing club business looks very suspicious, but whether that's tied in with the Planet stuff I really don't know. Lois has one or two ideas she's working on, though. Lara - your idea about going undercover could be useful, but Perry, Lois and I aren't sure that you should do it alone. The idea is that I might pretend to be disaffected and worried about my future now that the Planet is having serious problems, so you and I both could go 'under.' We need to discuss it, though, and so I think the three of us should meet when I'm back in town to plan our strategy. Jimmy will have to be our main contact, since I'll have to pretend to be at outs with Lois for the time being. Gotta fly - be in touch soon. C.K. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 17:13:09 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Re: Sir Phil In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Wed, 22 Sep 1999 16:32:10 +0100 Wendy Richards wrote: Quoting Joy: >> Don't people in the UK use that as a formality type title/greeting for everyone? I was always told to say yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am reguardless of class as a matter of politeness. << > Ah, but there is a distinction between styles of address: > Perry: "Hey, Jimmy!" > Jimmy: "Yes, sir?" > and titles. Baronets and knights have the Sir incorporated as part of their name: so a knight or baronet would be - for example - Sir Phillip Atcliffe, to be addressed as Sir Phillip, not Mr Atcliffe. Hey! That's _Dr_ Atcliffe, thanks! > Of course, these titles are quite sexist; the version of a knighthood for a woman is a Dame - like Dame Judi Dench, for instance [...] This stems from the Norman origin of British knights and dames, as sort of preserved in modern French: Monsieur = mon sieur = my lord (or something like that; the precise equivalent of a "sieur" in English terms is a bit vague) Madame = ma dame = my lady. (also mademoiselle = my little [or at least unmarried] lady) Of course, the _really_ sexist thing is that if I _was_ Sir Phil, my wife would be Lady Atcliffe, but if J. was given a damehood, I'd still only (?) be Dr Atcliffe. > And a Baroness is addressed as Baroness so-and-so (like Baroness Thatcher, although some of us might see the description of a 'so-and-so' as appropriate for her!!) or Lady whoever. < Interestingly, a Baron is never referred to as Baron so-and-so, but always as Lord So-and-so. The distinction is made in the case of female peers in order to differentiate a title held due to marriage from a title held by the woman in her own right. Let's not get started on the finer distinctions of rank, and why Lady Wendy is more "important" (has higher precedence, anyway) than "mere" Lady Richards. > Wendy > (who is wondering just how she knows all this when she is both an anti-monarchist and an egalitarian, and has no respect for honorary titles) Probably for the same reason that I know stuff about soap operas and page 3 girls -- it's difficult, if not impossible, _not_ to pick up some of this stuff if you live here. You've been here longer than I have, so you probably know more than I do; I know that there is a distinction between the wives of knights/baronets, the wives of Barons and female peers in their own right, but I'm not at all certain of the details. I _think_ what I have written is correct, but I could be wrong. Phil, who is not an anti-monarchist, but _is_ (it's that Oz background ) anti-politician! So I'm not going to get into the House of Lords debate.... ------------------------------------------------------------ "Sic Transit Gloria Barramundi" (Or, So Long and Thanks for All the Fish!) -- not Douglas Adams, but me: Phil Atcliffe (Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 14:09:38 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: Maggie part 5 In-Reply-To: <19990919063704.96690.qmail@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/enriched; charset="us-ascii" Sorry to bother everyone but I never got Maggie part 3:( Anybody fot it? Thanks, Carolyn cschnall@mail.med.cornell.edu > Yep. You were right:-) Don't worry, Superman won't be out of town too long. I should have the next part up in a couple of days. Its mostly written up already, I just need to add a little more. ----------------------- >"Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" >"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" >--crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" > > > ----- Original Message ----- From: <Cynthia Haste To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Sent: Saturday, September 18, 1999 11:29 PM Subject: Re: Maggie part 5 >StarKitty wrote: > >"Clark said you needed a lift?" > > > > >Giggle... Superman taxi service. Thanks for not making me wait another four days to find out if Maggie was okay. I'm not the most paitent person in the world, and I might have had to pester your poor mom to get you going again. > >I can't wait to see what they come up with in California. Just try not to keep Superman out of town too long, since someone's already tried to kill Lois twice in the last twenty-four hours. > >Told ya you'd need more than five parts. > >Cindy > > >Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is fine. - Honore de Balzac > >The Rules of Chocolate: If you've got melted chocolate all over your hands, you're eating it too slowly. > ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 11:23:37 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nancy Smith Subject: Re: Maggie part 5 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit It's on the message boards, but don't worry. She did a rewrite, which I helped proof for her last night. She's going to post the whole thing again, probably either today or tomorrow. Nan Carolyn Schnall wrote: > Sorry to bother everyone but I never got Maggie part 3:( > > Anybody fot it? > > Thanks, > Carolyn > cschnall@mail.med.cornell.edu > > > Yep. You were right:-) Don't worry, Superman won't be out of town too long. I should have the next part up in a couple of days. Its mostly written up already, I just need to add a little more. ----------------------- > >"Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" > >"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" > >--crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" > > > > > > ----- Original Message ----- From: Cynthia Haste To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Sent: Saturday, September 18, 1999 11:29 PM Subject: Re: Maggie part 5 > >StarKitty wrote: > > > >"Clark said you needed a lift?" > > > > > > > > > >Giggle... Superman taxi service. Thanks for not making me wait another four days to find out if Maggie was okay. I'm not the most paitent person in the world, and I might have had to pester your poor mom to get you going again. > > > >I can't wait to see what they come up with in California. Just try not to keep Superman out of town too long, since someone's already tried to kill Lois twice in the last twenty-four hours. > > > >Told ya you'd need more than five parts. > > > >Cindy > > > > > >Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is fine. - Honore de Balzac > > > >The Rules of Chocolate: If you've got melted chocolate all over your hands, you're eating it too slowly. > > ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 14:10:46 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" PROMO: S6, episode 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe Airing Sunday, September 26, 1999 ____________ ANNOUNCER: For six years, Clark Kent and Lex Luthor have opposed one another in a contest for the soul of Metropolis.... ________ Superman: "This ends NOW." *** Lex: "Let the games begin!" _________ ANNOUNCER: ... and the heart of Lois Lane. _________ << shot of Lois cuddling with Lex in "Fly Hard" >> << shot of Lois kissing Clark in "Whine, Whine, Whine" >> Lois, crying in front of the mirror in her wedding dress: "Lois Lane ... *Kent*." _________ ANNOUNCER: On one side, the wealth, power and resources of LexCorp... << shot of Lex smoking a cigar, sitting back in his chair triumphantly >> ANNOUNCER: On the other, the unearthly might of Superman.... << shot of Superman flying over Metropolis >> ANNOUNCER: Until now. This Sunday, Season 6 brings you the ultimate confrontation between the Man of Steel and his arch-enemy. __________ Clark: "It's *over*, Luthor! Your power is gone, your money is gone, and your clone story has been exposed for the sham it was. All your flunkies and sycophants have abandoned you -- even your wife!" *** Clark: "I think my powers are gone for a while. Right now, I'm Clark Kent, not Superman." Lex, smiling evily and holding a sword: "How very convenient." _________ ANNOUNCER: It's one-on-one, man against man. The stakes don't come any higher ... and the danger to Lois and Clark's happiness has never been greater. _________ Luthor recoiled in horror, stumbling backwards, regarding the stump of his weapon with appalled, disbelieving eyes. And *now* Clark followed him, the lethal point and wicked cutting edges of his own sword holding Lex at bay, forcing him ever back, around the desk, away from the exit... away from freedom. *** With a ferocious yell, Clark swung the katana with all his strength in a broad arc -- a clumsy attack that Luthor had no doubt that he could parry easily, and which, he realised with glee, would leave Kent wide open for a riposte that would prove deadly. *Finally*, Kent had made an error, and now he would *die!* The sword of Alexander arced through the air towards Clark, eager to strike and kill while its target was distracted... _______ ANNOUNCER: In the final struggle between Kent and Luthor, only one can survive. And only one *does!* _______ Clark: "Lois... *please*... you've got to get *out* of here!" Lois choked down a sob that came from the furthest depths of her soul, and ran to him. She could *not* leave him without one last chance to hold him -- one last embrace that she knew she would remember for the rest of her life. Clark, struggling: "Re--remember me to Laura... and tell her... I love her... and never forget... that I... will always... love... *you*...." _______ ANNOUNCER: Don't miss the final episode of "Season 6": "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe. Airing on a monitor near you: Sunday, September 26, 1999. _______ Clark, amused: "You've got a real thing about death, haven't you, Luthor? ________ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 21:32:12 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Eileen Barnard Subject: Re: Sir Phil MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ----- Original Message ----- From: Phillip Atcliffe To: Sent: Wednesday, September 22, 1999 2:13 PM Subject: Re: Sir Phil > On Wed, 22 Sep 1999 16:32:10 +0100 Wendy Richards > wrote: > > Quoting Joy: > >> Don't people in the UK use that as a formality type title/greeting > for everyone? I was always told to say yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no > ma'am reguardless of class as a matter of politeness. << > Actually sir or madam is used when addressing maybe a school teacher (but a lot of kids would call the female teacher Miss or use their name) If you were serving somebody you might call the customer sir or madam (in a shop or bank for example) but ma'am isn't commonly used - only in the armed forces or Police or Fire Brigade etc. For instance, if you were writing a formal letter, say to a business and you don't have a contact name, then you would start the letter 'Dear sir/madam'. I personally, would never call anybody sir or madam or ma'am, unless they had a title and even then I might be a bit reluctant. I think it really depends on the circumstances but certainly, in general, sir or madam is very formal and wouldn't be used on an everyday basis. Hope this clears up things a bit. Regards Eileen B ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 21:38:01 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Eileen Barnard Subject: Re: Printing fanfics... MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ----- Original Message ----- From: Ann E. McBride To: Sent: Tuesday, September 21, 1999 4:22 PM Subject: Re: Printing fanfics... > In a message dated 9/21/99 11:06:25 AM Eastern Daylight Time, > sharper@CNCC.CC.CO.US writes: > > << But where do you guys put your printed pages? With such tiny margins, > there's no room to punch holes in them and store them in a loose-leaf > binder. >> > > > Well, being a cheapskate, I just use manila folders and stick them on a shelf > in my room. > > Ann > There is an alternative to using a loose leaf binder that I discovered a while ago. They are plastic binders similar to loose leaf, with a clear plastic bit on the front, but they have rigid, slip on side binders and only cover a very small amount of the margin. I actually got mine from Woolworths in the UK, but I have since seen them in quite a few good stationery outlets, so should be readily available and don't cost any more than the similar types of loose leaf binders. Hope this helps Eileen B ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 14:01:21 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Vicki Krell Subject: Re: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" MIME-version: 1.0 Content-type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----_=_NextPart_001_01BF053D.9FEA5D06" This message is in MIME format. Since your mail reader does not understand this format, some or all of this message may not be legible. ------_=_NextPart_001_01BF053D.9FEA5D06 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" OMG. Is it Sunday yet?? -----Original Message----- From: Kathy Brown [mailto:kathyb@SPRINGNET1.COM] Sent: Wednesday, September 22, 1999 12:11 PM To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Subject: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" PROMO: S6, episode 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe Airing Sunday, September 26, 1999 ____________ ANNOUNCER: For six years, Clark Kent and Lex Luthor have opposed one another in a contest for the soul of Metropolis.... ________ Superman: "This ends NOW." *** Lex: "Let the games begin!" _________ ANNOUNCER: ... and the heart of Lois Lane. _________ << shot of Lois cuddling with Lex in "Fly Hard" >> << shot of Lois kissing Clark in "Whine, Whine, Whine" >> Lois, crying in front of the mirror in her wedding dress: "Lois Lane ... *Kent*." _________ ANNOUNCER: On one side, the wealth, power and resources of LexCorp... << shot of Lex smoking a cigar, sitting back in his chair triumphantly >> ANNOUNCER: On the other, the unearthly might of Superman.... << shot of Superman flying over Metropolis >> ANNOUNCER: Until now. This Sunday, Season 6 brings you the ultimate confrontation between the Man of Steel and his arch-enemy. __________ Clark: "It's *over*, Luthor! Your power is gone, your money is gone, and your clone story has been exposed for the sham it was. All your flunkies and sycophants have abandoned you -- even your wife!" *** Clark: "I think my powers are gone for a while. Right now, I'm Clark Kent, not Superman." Lex, smiling evily and holding a sword: "How very convenient." _________ ANNOUNCER: It's one-on-one, man against man. The stakes don't come any higher ... and the danger to Lois and Clark's happiness has never been greater. _________ Luthor recoiled in horror, stumbling backwards, regarding the stump of his weapon with appalled, disbelieving eyes. And *now* Clark followed him, the lethal point and wicked cutting edges of his own sword holding Lex at bay, forcing him ever back, around the desk, away from the exit... away from freedom. *** With a ferocious yell, Clark swung the katana with all his strength in a broad arc -- a clumsy attack that Luthor had no doubt that he could parry easily, and which, he realised with glee, would leave Kent wide open for a riposte that would prove deadly. *Finally*, Kent had made an error, and now he would *die!* The sword of Alexander arced through the air towards Clark, eager to strike and kill while its target was distracted... _______ ANNOUNCER: In the final struggle between Kent and Luthor, only one can survive. And only one *does!* _______ Clark: "Lois... *please*... you've got to get *out* of here!" Lois choked down a sob that came from the furthest depths of her soul, and ran to him. She could *not* leave him without one last chance to hold him -- one last embrace that she knew she would remember for the rest of her life. Clark, struggling: "Re--remember me to Laura... and tell her... I love her... and never forget... that I... will always... love... *you*...." _______ ANNOUNCER: Don't miss the final episode of "Season 6": "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe. Airing on a monitor near you: Sunday, September 26, 1999. _______ Clark, amused: "You've got a real thing about death, haven't you, Luthor? ________ ------_=_NextPart_001_01BF053D.9FEA5D06 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" RE: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone"

OMG. Is it Sunday yet??

      -----Original Message-----
      From:   Kathy Brown [mailto:kathyb@SPRINGNET1.COM]
      Sent:   Wednesday, September 22, 1999 12:11 PM
      To:     LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU
      Subject:        PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone"

      PROMO: S6, episode 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe

      Airing Sunday, September 26, 1999

      ____________


      ANNOUNCER:  For six years, Clark Kent and Lex Luthor have opposed one another
      in a contest for the soul of Metropolis....

      ________

      Superman:  "This ends NOW."

      ***

      Lex: "Let the games begin!"

      _________

      ANNOUNCER: ... and the heart of Lois Lane.

      _________

      << shot of Lois cuddling with Lex in "Fly Hard" >>


      << shot of Lois kissing Clark in "Whine, Whine, Whine" >>


      Lois, crying in front of the mirror in her wedding dress:  "Lois Lane ...
      *Kent*."

      _________

      ANNOUNCER:  On one side, the wealth, power and resources of LexCorp...


      << shot of Lex smoking a cigar, sitting back in his chair triumphantly >>


      ANNOUNCER: On the other, the unearthly might of Superman....


      << shot of Superman flying over Metropolis >>


      ANNOUNCER:   Until now.

      This Sunday, Season 6 brings you the ultimate confrontation between the Man
      of Steel and his arch-enemy.

      __________

      Clark: "It's *over*, Luthor! Your power is gone, your money is gone, and
      your clone story has been exposed for the sham it was. All your flunkies
      and sycophants have abandoned you -- even your wife!"

      ***

      Clark: "I think my powers are gone for a while.  Right now, I'm Clark Kent,
      not Superman."

      Lex, smiling evily and holding a sword:  "How very convenient."


      _________

      ANNOUNCER:  It's one-on-one, man against man.  The stakes don't come any
      higher ... and the danger to Lois and Clark's happiness has never been
      greater.

      _________

      Luthor recoiled in horror, stumbling backwards, regarding the
      stump of his weapon with appalled, disbelieving eyes. And *now*
      Clark followed him, the lethal point and wicked cutting edges of
      his own sword holding Lex at bay, forcing him ever back, around
      the desk, away from the exit... away from freedom.

      ***

      With a ferocious yell, Clark swung the katana with all his
      strength in a broad arc -- a clumsy attack that Luthor had no
      doubt that he could parry easily, and which, he realised with
      glee, would leave Kent wide open for a riposte that would prove
      deadly. *Finally*, Kent had made an error, and now he would
      *die!*

      The sword of Alexander arced through the air towards Clark, eager
      to strike and kill while its target was distracted...

      _______

      ANNOUNCER:  In the final struggle between Kent and Luthor, only one can
      survive.  And only one *does!*

      _______

      Clark:  "Lois... *please*... you've got to get *out* of here!"

      Lois choked down a sob that came from the furthest depths of her soul, and
      ran to him.  She could *not* leave him without one last chance to hold him
      -- one
      last embrace that she knew she would remember for the rest of her life.

      Clark, struggling:  "Re--remember me to Laura... and tell her... I love
      her... and never forget... that I... will always... love... *you*...."

      _______

      ANNOUNCER:

      Don't miss the final episode of "Season 6":

      "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe.

      Airing on a monitor near you:

      Sunday, September 26, 1999.

      <http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/Season6/season6.html >

      _______

      Clark, amused: "You've got a real thing about death, haven't you, Luthor?

      ________

------_=_NextPart_001_01BF053D.9FEA5D06-- ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 17:07:48 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: kubitc Subject: Re: Sir Phil Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >> On Wed, 22 Sep 1999 16:32:10 +0100 Wendy Richards >> wrote: >> >> Quoting Joy: >> Don't people in the UK use that as a formality type title/greeting >> for everyone? I was always told to say yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no >> ma'am reguardless of class as a matter of politeness. > >I personally, would never call anybody >sir or madam or ma'am, unless they had a title and even then I might be a >bit reluctant. I think it really depends on the circumstances but >certainly, in general, sir or madam is very formal and wouldn't be used on >an everyday basis. I definately think ths usage of sir and ma'am is geographically based. Obviously there is a difference between US and UK, but there are also differences in the US. A friend of mine from Tennessee calls her parents "sir" and "ma'am." And not sarcastically! I was shocked when I heard her address them on the phone once. As for me, I'm from Ohio and I've never used either "sir" or "ma'am" to address anyone. Ever. Maybe I'm just rude , but from my experience, it seems to be a North/South split: South uses "sir" and "ma'am"; North (mostly) doesn't. Are you a Southerner, Joy? -Christy kubitc@kenyon.edu * * * * * * * * * * "Life is like an onion; you peel off one layer at a time and sometimes you weep." -Carl Sandburg ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 17:25:46 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: Sir Phil Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Christy wrote: < Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kath Roden Subject: Re: PROMO- S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Oh, my goodness, I'm getting chills just reading the promo! KathR ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 23:03:45 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Cast list closed MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit After a lot of consideration, I've decided to close the cast list for Once Upon A Time In Metropolis. We will not be adding any more characters to the cast list - not even altClark, H G Wells, or Tempus. This was not an easy decision, and I'm sorry if anyone is disappointed by it. I think you'll agree that the story is already quite complicated to follow, and I believe that if we add even more characters, it will become virtually impossible to keep track of, and the plot will lose its focus. We're also causing a lot of extra emails to land in people's inboxes, and I don't want to increase the volume any more. Naturally, if any of the participants has to drop out for any reason, then we'll be looking for volunteers to replace them. I'm delighted that the game has generated so much interest and fun, and thank you all for your continued support. Now, I think the cast deserve a huge round of applause for their work so far...come on, let go of the mouse, fingers off the keys and put your hands together ;) Don't worry about the people round about you if you're at work or at college - they probably think you're mad (= crazy in US...hi, Kathy ) already. Yvonne Arbitrator, Once Upon A Time In Metropolis ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 19:03:24 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Singin Drew Subject: Re: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit That is sooooooooooo not fair! You cannot just leave us hanging like that! Remember how LnC got pushed to Saturday's? I think that might be a good idea for this one!!! Kristin ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 17:54:46 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: TA Merrill Subject: Re: Sir Phil MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii I definately think ths usage of sir and ma'am is geographically based. Obviously there is a difference between US and UK, but there are also differences in the US. A friend of mine from Tennessee calls her parents "sir" and "ma'am." And not sarcastically! I was shocked when I heard her address them on the phone once. As for me, I'm from Ohio and I've never used either "sir" or "ma'am" to address anyone. Ever. Maybe I'm just rude , but >from my experience, it seems to be a North/South split: South uses "sir" and "ma'am"; *********************** I've had this conversation with a friend from Illinois and one from Iowa before. Much to my surprise, I guess it is a Southern thing. But it is a tradition that is fading. I was born and raised in Tennessee and would have been disowned by my family if I didn't say "sir" and "ma'am" to an adult. (or as an adult, to anyone older than me) It's something I rarely hear in children now, but is still widely used with adults. It's always been sort of a rite-of-passage type thing, the shock you get the first time someone calls you "ma'am." TerriAnn __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Bid and sell for free at http://auctions.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:05:53 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/ Subject: Re: Sir Phil MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > Maybe I'm just rude , but from my > experience, it seems to be a North/South split: South uses "sir" and "ma'am"; > North (mostly) doesn't. Are you a Southerner, Joy? > Maybe, Christy. I'm from PA, and I use them some, but upon reflection, I think I picked that up from my college roommate ... who was from Richmond, Virginia :) -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | ------------------------------------------------------- Lucy: "You could get any guy you wanted, but ... do you have to be so smart all the time? So ... intense?" Lois: "Look, I'm just being myself. If they're not man enough to handle me, then ... I'll wait for someone who is," --Lucy & Lois Lane discuss men, "Lois & Clark" pilot ------------------------------------------------------- http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:09:27 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Ann E. McBride" Subject: Re: Sir Phil MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/22/99 5:09:12 PM Eastern Daylight Time, kubitc@KENYON.EDU writes: << As for me, I'm from Ohio and I've never used either "sir" or "ma'am" to address anyone. Ever. Maybe I'm just rude , but from my experience, it seems to be a North/South split: South uses "sir" and "ma'am"; North (mostly) doesn't. >> You are absolutely correct on this, Christy. My mom was from Atlanta; I was born in Virginia; but we moved to central Ohio when I was six. People thought our family was extremely weird because my parents insisted on "Yes ma'am, no ma'am, yes sir, and no sir." Then I went to college in Kentucky and everyone was saying it. The Ohio River is the great divide on sir/ma'am and not. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:00:52 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Ann E. McBride" Subject: Re: Sir Phil MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable In a message dated 9/22/99 12:14:47 PM Eastern Daylight Time,=20 Phillip.Atcliffe@UWE.AC.UK writes: << Monsieur =3D mon sieur =3D my lord (or something like that; the precise equivalent of a "sieur" in English terms is a bit vague) Madame =3D ma dame =3D my lady. (also mademoiselle =3D my little [or at lea= st unmarried] lady) >> "sieur" means lord in French, so when one addressed a member of the nobility=20 back before the Revolution, one would have said, "mon sieur" the same way=20 that the English would say "my lord". When one prays in French, one=20 addresses God as "Sieur" just as in English ( unless one is very politically=20 correct, in which case God is genderless ) one says "Lord." So, "sieur" is=20 not a rank of the French peerage, merely a form of address. The peers were=20 ducs, marquis, comtes, vicomtes, barons, and chevaliers. There may have bee= n=20 the equivalent to a baronet, but I'm not sure. The titles of Monsieur, Madame, and Mademoiselle were reserved for the=20 nobility, and commoners were called "Ma=EEtre" and Ma=EEtresse" pre-Revoluti= on. =20 The latter two forms of address are from whence come Mister and Mrs. in=20 English, the circumflex indicating an "s" which is no longer used in French,=20 but is frequently still used in the English cognate. Ann ( who has obviously spent way too much time teaching freshmen and=20 sophomores today.) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 19:42:29 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Maggie Part 1 of 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/related; type="multipart/alternative"; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0015_01BF0532.9B00FC60" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0015_01BF0532.9B00FC60 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_001_0016_01BF0532.9B00FC60" ------=_NextPart_001_0016_01BF0532.9B00FC60 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Due to popular demand (which I hope isn't mostly in my head! ) I am = posting the newly revised and improved Maggie. Enjoy! Maggie Part 1 of 6 Lois slammed the phone down and swore. "What's the matter, Lois?" Clark Kent, Lois' husband and partner, placed = a mug of coffee by her right hand. "Wilson's being released due to lack of evidence!" "What? They had enough evidence to put him away for years!" "I know," she flashed her husband a smile. They had acquired most of = that evidence, themselves, and had been following the trial for the past = eight months. "Someone broke into evidence lock-up and stole it." "Not again!" Ever since the current DA had been elected, there had been = a high occurrence of Intergang-related cases being dropped due to lack = of evidence, contaminated evidence, or stolen evidence. Lois and Clark = had noticed that and begun an investigation. They had not yet been able = to find anything concrete on the man, though. "...and I never want to see you again!" The voice increased in volume = and ended in a shout. The 'smacking' sound of a slap made Lois and Clark = break off their discussion and turn to look.=20 Jimmy was standing in front of the closing elevator doors with his back = to them. His shoulders were slumped as he stared after his girlfriend-or = rather ex-girlfriend. "Is this a sit-com or a news room?" Perry White's voice broke the = stunned silence. "Get back to work! Jimmy! My office! Now!" The babble of voices resumed louder than ever, apparently to make up for = their silence a minute before. "Do they have any suspects?" Clark asked. "For the evidence theft? Not yet." "It might be interesting to see what District Attorney Anders has to say = about this," Clark mused. "The DA's giving a press release tomorrow on the Wilson case in the = park," Lois told her partner, returning to their investigation. "I can't = wait to hear his excuse this time! They're almost as bad as yours were!" Clark lifted an eyebrow at her. She was referring, he knew, to the = excuses he used to give her when he had to run off and be Superman. = Speaking of which-his superhearing cut in on a traffic report. A major = collision had just occored on a local highway and was blocking traffic. = In rush hour traffic, the ambulances couldn't get near enough to the = scene of the accident. "Um, Lois..." She looked up at him and nodded. "Go. I'll see you at home tonight." "Thanks, honey," he leaned down and kissed her briefly before hurrying = down a corridor to the storage rooms. A whoosh of air a moment later = blew papers around the room. Maggie Carmichael strolled along the ledge. She was dressed casually, in slightly scruffy jeans and a T-shirt which = proclaimed in red letters "Superman Rules!" on the front and the = S-shield on the back. With a tattered backpack hanging from one = shoulder, she was indistinguishable from any other teenager. Except, of = course, for where she was walking. Maggie glanced down at the street-a mere twenty stories down. It was = busy, even this early in the morning, but she knew there wasn't much = chance of anyone spotting her from down there-not even Superman, who she = had heard was helping with the aftermath of a typhoon in India. She'd = noticed when she'd arrived in the city the night before that even here = in the great city of Metropolis, home to Superman, people seldom-if = ever-looked up. Nor was there much chance of a sighting from inside the = building, since the building had not yet opened its doors to employees. Finally she reached her goal, a place near the corner of the building = with a great view of the Daily Planet, where the early morning sun = wouldn't reach her for awhile, and settled in. She laid her backpack on = the ledge beside her and, pulling a paper bag and soda from her = backpack, dangled her feet off the side, staring out over the city while = she ate her breakfast-an assortment of snack crackers and snack cakes. It was really a fascinating place, this city. She could understand why = Superman chose to make it his home.=20 The lights in the office beside her came on abruptly, making her jump. = Voices spoke softly, and she concentrated, willing her hearing more = acute. When she could hear the words she paled, horrified. Kryptonite! = Where had they gotten ahold of that? Superman was supposed to have = gotten rid of the rest of that awful substance!=20 She stood up carefully and slung her backpack over her shoulder, trying = hard to stay out of the light coming through the windows. As she did her = foot caught on something hard, which clattered noisily to one side. The = voices broke off abruptly and she froze, terrified that they would check = the ledge. "Is that window locked?" It was the first voice-a cultured sounding one. "Yeah, boss." "Check it, anyways." As the footsteps of the man came closer to the window, Maggie looked = frantically around for an escape route. She was in a section of concrete = between two windows. If she moved either way, she would be in the light = >from the windows and be spotted by the men within. She did the only = thing she could think of-she turned and jumped straight up. She landed easily on the twenty first floor and pressed herself against = the wall, trembling with nervouseness. If they had seen her ... The window below her slid open then, a minute later, closed. "Nothin' = there, boss. Like I said, nobody's gonna hear us in here." Silence. Then, "Very well. You have your assignment. Lois Lane will be = at the Daily Planet at eight o'clock sharp, right after my press = release. Superman should have returned from India by then. Make sure you = do not fail." "Sure, boss." There was silence for another moment, then the door in the office below = her opened and closed again. She slumped back against the Then she straightened. Lois Lane? They = hadn't said anything about her before she'd interrupted them. They were = probably planning on kidnapping her or something--she'd heard some = rumors from her journalism instructor about Ms. Lane and how she was = always getting personally involved in her stories. Superman was out of = town, though! He couldn't save her from them this time! Not with = kryptonite involved. Well, she decided grimly, she would have to do = something about it, herself, then. ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_001_0016_01BF0532.9B00FC60 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Due to popular demand (which I hope = isn't mostly in=20 my head! ) = I am=20 posting the newly revised and improved Maggie. Enjoy!
 
 
 
Maggie Part 1 of 6
 
 

Lois slammed the phone down and swore.

"What's the matter, Lois?" Clark Kent, Lois' husband and partner, = placed a=20 mug of coffee by her right hand.

"Wilson's being released due to lack of evidence!"

"What? They had enough evidence to put him away for years!"

"I know," she flashed her husband a smile. They had acquired most of = that=20 evidence, themselves, and had been following the trial for the past = eight=20 months. "Someone broke into evidence lock-up and stole it."

"Not again!" Ever since the current DA had been elected, there had = been a=20 high occurrence of Intergang-related cases being dropped due to lack of=20 evidence, contaminated evidence, or stolen evidence. Lois and Clark had = noticed=20 that and begun an investigation. They had not yet been able to find = anything=20 concrete on the man, though.

"...and I never want to see you again!" The voice increased in volume = and=20 ended in a shout. The 'smacking' sound of a slap made Lois and Clark = break off=20 their discussion and turn to look.

Jimmy was standing in front of the closing elevator doors with his = back to=20 them. His shoulders were slumped as he stared after his girlfriend-or = rather=20 ex-girlfriend.

"Is this a sit-com or a news room?" Perry White's voice broke the = stunned=20 silence. "Get back to work! Jimmy! My office! Now!"

The babble of voices resumed louder than ever, apparently to make up = for=20 their silence a minute before.

"Do they have any suspects?" Clark asked.

"For the evidence theft? Not yet."

"It might be interesting to see what District Attorney Anders has to = say=20 about this," Clark mused.

"The DA's giving a press release tomorrow on the Wilson case in the = park,"=20 Lois told her partner, returning to their investigation. "I can't wait = to hear=20 his excuse this time! They're almost as bad as yours were!"

Clark lifted an eyebrow at her. She was referring, he knew, to the = excuses he=20 used to give her when he had to run off and be Superman. Speaking of = which-his=20 superhearing cut in on a traffic report. A major collision had just = occored on a=20 local highway and was blocking traffic. In rush hour traffic, the = ambulances=20 couldn't get near enough to the scene of the accident.

"Um, Lois..."

She looked up at him and nodded. "Go. I'll see you at home = tonight."

"Thanks, honey," he leaned down and kissed her briefly before = hurrying down a=20 corridor to the storage rooms. A whoosh of air a moment later blew = papers around=20 the room.

Maggie Carmichael strolled along the ledge.

She was dressed casually, in slightly scruffy jeans and a T-shirt = which=20 proclaimed in red letters "Superman Rules!" on the front and the = S-shield on the=20 back. With a tattered backpack hanging from one shoulder, she was=20 indistinguishable from any other teenager. Except, of course, for where = she was=20 walking.

Maggie glanced down at the street-a mere twenty stories down. It was = busy,=20 even this early in the morning, but she knew there wasn't much chance of = anyone=20 spotting her from down there-not even Superman, who she had heard was = helping=20 with the aftermath of a typhoon in India. She'd noticed when she'd = arrived in=20 the city the night before that even here in the great city of = Metropolis, home=20 to Superman, people seldom-if ever-looked up. Nor was there much chance = of a=20 sighting from inside the building, since the building had not yet opened = its=20 doors to employees.

Finally she reached her goal, a place near the corner of the building = with a=20 great view of the Daily Planet, where the early morning sun wouldn't = reach her=20 for awhile, and settled in. She laid her backpack on the ledge beside = her and,=20 pulling a paper bag and soda from her backpack, dangled her feet off the = side,=20 staring out over the city while she ate her breakfast-an assortment of = snack=20 crackers and snack cakes.

It was really a fascinating place, this city. She could understand = why=20 Superman chose to make it his home.

The lights in the office beside her came on abruptly, making her = jump. Voices=20 spoke softly, and she concentrated, willing her hearing more acute. When = she=20 could hear the words she paled, horrified. Kryptonite! Where had they = gotten=20 ahold of that? Superman was supposed to have gotten rid of the rest of = that=20 awful substance!

She stood up carefully and slung her backpack over her shoulder, = trying hard=20 to stay out of the light coming through the windows. As she did her foot = caught=20 on something hard, which clattered noisily to one side. The voices broke = off=20 abruptly and she froze, terrified that they would check the ledge.

"Is that window locked?" It was the first voice-a cultured sounding = one.

"Yeah, boss."

"Check it, anyways."

As the footsteps of the man came closer to the window, Maggie looked=20 frantically around for an escape route. She was in a section of concrete = between=20 two windows. If she moved either way, she would be in the light from the = windows=20 and be spotted by the men within. She did the only thing she could think = of-she=20 turned and jumped straight up.

She landed easily on the twenty first floor and pressed herself = against the=20 wall, trembling with nervouseness. If they had seen her ...

The window below her slid open then, a minute later, closed. "Nothin' = there,=20 boss. Like I said, nobody's gonna hear us in here."

Silence. Then, "Very well. You have your assignment. Lois Lane will = be at the=20 Daily Planet at eight o'clock sharp, right after my press release. = Superman=20 should have returned from India by then. Make sure you do not fail."

"Sure, boss."

There was silence for another moment, then the door in the office = below her=20 opened and closed again.

She slumped back against the Then she straightened. Lois Lane? They = hadn't=20 said anything about her before she'd interrupted them. They were = probably=20 planning on kidnapping her or something--she'd heard some rumors from = her=20 journalism instructor about Ms. Lane and how she was always getting = personally=20 involved in her stories. Superman was out of town, though! He couldn't = save her=20 >from them this time! Not with kryptonite involved. Well, she decided = grimly, she=20 would have to do something about it, herself, then.

-----------------------
"Whoever = said the human=20 race was logical?"  Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage=20 Home
 
"Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" = "Is it a=20 plane?"
"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a = cape"
--crowd=20 scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark"
 

 
------=_NextPart_001_0016_01BF0532.9B00FC60-- ------=_NextPart_000_0015_01BF0532.9B00FC60 Content-Type: image/gif; name="smile.gif" Content-Transfer-Encoding: base64 Content-Location: http://www.zoomway.com/boards/ubbhtml/smile.gif R0lGODlhDwAPAJEBAAAAAL+/v///AAAAACH5BAEAAAEALAAAAAAPAA8AAAIujA2Zx5EC4WIgWnnq vQBJLTyhE4khaG5Wqn4tp4ErFnMY+Sll9naUfGpkFL5DAQA7 ------=_NextPart_000_0015_01BF0532.9B00FC60-- ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:43:19 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lara to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/22/99 10:56:45 AM EST, ida18@HRM.KEELE.AC.UK writes: << Lara - your idea about going undercover could be useful, but Perry, Lois and I aren't sure that you should do it alone. The idea is that I might pretend to be disaffected and worried about my future now that the Planet is having serious problems, so you and I both could go 'under.' >> Thanks for answering my email Clark. If you feel it is best that I don't get involved then that is fine with me. I guess I just wanted to be "part of the act" too and i just got carried away. Actually I think I have my first big break. Someone from Bibbo's phoned me today and mentioned a new band coming to town. I think I am going to check it out tonight! I am pretty excited. Also i want to apologize for my comment about your smile. I basically wanted to say that you have a great smile and it is really nice that you make everyone feel welcomed at the Planet. Your smile reminds me a lot of Superman's. =) No wonder you two are so close. I noticed that my comments upset Lois and there was a lot of whispering going on in the department afterwards. I don't like upsetting anyone, especially Lois. I really look up to her and I think she is extremely lucky to have a man like you in her life. She should treasure that because not all of us are that lucky. A lot of us like myself, go through life alone. But we realize that we need someone to share things with when it is too late. Please tell Lois that i am sorry and that it will never happen again. Believe me i was NOT hitting on you. To cause no more confusion I will just stay in "my neck of woods," and let you guys have your space. I guess i will just have to have "someone else" to look up to. Hopefully Professor Wells can help me out some more. Please tell Superman that I am praying for him and that I hope he finds more people alive in Taiwan. That earthquake is such a tragedy. Thanks. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:43:21 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM: Lara to Mr. White MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Mr White- I just received a tip from someone at the Planet that a new band is going to perform at Bibbo's tonight. I think i am going to check it out, so i will be leaving the newsroom in about an hour so i can get prepared for the story. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 19:45:04 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Maggie Part 2 of 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_001E_01BF0532.F7195740" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_001E_01BF0532.F7195740 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Maggie Part 2 of 6 The Daily Planet loomed tall before her. Maggie stood in a shadowed doorway across the street from the famous = building. She brushed her hands against her jeans, then straightened her = backpack again. Now that she was actually standing in front of the great = newspaper, well, across the street from it, she suddenly wasn't so sure = that she could pull it off. Thinking about rescuing Lois Lane from some = low-life criminal and actually doing it were very different things. What = if she hurt Ms. Lane while trying to rescue her? What if she tried and = failed, and Lois was kidnapped-or worse, killed? Superman would = undoubtedly blame her-he would be right to. A screech of tires from up the street jerked her attention from her = worries and back to the present. A white van had just come around the corner. It was weaving erratically = back and forth at high speed. Other cars were swerving frantically in an = attempt to get out of the way. Someone screamed, and someone else yelled = "Superman!" "Lois! Look out!" A woman staggered backwards from between two cars. Maggie caught a = glimpse of a man, but nothing else, as her attention was focussed on the = woman. She didn't even pause to think, but ran forward as fast as she could, = slowing only a little when she grabbed the dark-haired woman and moved = her out of the way of the van. She'd built up too much speed for a = sudden stop like she usually used for the safety of her passenger, so = she spun around as she entered the alley beside the Planet building and = crashed backwards into a dumpster. The woman pulled herself to her feet as Maggie shook her head, a little = dazed. She'd have preferred to hit something a little softer, actually, = but, as her mother had always said, beggars can't be choosers. She would = definitely have to work on her sudden stops some more, though. "Are you all right?" the dark-haired woman reached down and gave her a = hand to her feet. She wasn't very tall, even in the heels she was = wearing, and she didn't look as--well--stunned as Maggie had expected. Maggie started to nod, then grimaced when the strap of her backpack = parted at the seam and fell off her shoulder. "Oh, no! Not again!" She turned and bent to pick it up from where it lay at the base of the = now demolished dumpster. "I hate it when this happens!" She stuffed the strap into a small pouch on the backpack, intending to = fix it later, and looked up to find the woman staring at her. "Um, hi," she said uncertainly. "Are you all right?" "I'm fine. Who are you?" "I'm Maggie . . ." Suddenly she remembered where she'd seen this woman = before. "You're Lois Lane, aren't you." "Yes, I am. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" "No! Yes! I can't talk to you!" Maggie quelled panic forcibly. This = wasn't going exactly as she'd planned it! "Are you sure? I'd only print what you wanted me to." "No interviews! I don't want anyone to know about me!" Lois smiled slightly. "I think a lot of people are going to know about = you now. Superman is too far away to have gotten back quick enough to = save me from the van back there." Maggie sighed. "Okay. I'll answer a few questions. What do you want to = know?" Lois looked around, noting the crowd that was gathering at the entrance = to the alley. Some of the people were watching them as well as the = accident scene on the street. "Not here. Let's go someplace a little = more private." Maggie nodded. This was almost what she'd been hoping for, after all. Lois closed the conference room door and lowered the blinds. She = motioned Maggie to a chair and took one herself. "So, Maggie, where are = you from?" "Well, most recently I'm from California." "Most recently?" "I guess I should say from Krypton by way of California." She smiled = nervously. Lois looked at her quizzically. "You're obviously a lot younger than = Superman is. Can you explain this?" "Nope. I remember being put in the ship, then the next thing I remember = is the ship being opened and some people taking me out." She shrugged. = "I think my ship was slower than Supermans' and it put me in stasis or = something, 'cause that was only about sixteen years ago. I'm about = eighteen, now," she added helpfully. "Are you related to Superman?" Maggie shrugged. "I don't know. My Kryptonian name is Sara, if that = helps." "Have you ever met Superman?" Maggie took a deep breath to calm herself. "That's why I'm here. I have = some information for Superman. His life is in danger!" Lois put down her pad and stared at her. "How is his life in danger?" Maggie shook her head. "I can't tell you! You're a reporter!" "I'm also a good friend of Superman's. You can trust me." "But . . ." "I'm not going to take you to Superman unless you tell me first." Maggie sighed. "Okay. But you have to swear not to print a word of this, = ok?" "I won't print any of this. You have my word." "I found out about it this morning . . ." "How could you have failed!" The man held the phone away from his ear, wincing from the volume of the = yell. "But, sir, Superman's still in India!" "Have you identified Lane's rescuer?" "Not yet, sir. I'm working on it." He paused. "If it is another = superbeing, it could complicate matters." There was a short pause. Then, "Implement Plan B. We cannot afford a = delay." "But, sir, I could be caught!" "Only if you fail. I suggest you do not." There was a click as the line = was disconnected. Clyde Anders set the phone carefully back in the cradle. His hand was = shaking, he noticed absently. His masters were not people you could = dissapoint and stay healthy. This time, he would carry out the plan = himself.=20 " . . . heard me. I had to hide . . ." she broke off as someone rapped = sharply on the door.=20 The door opened to reveal a good-looking man just a little older than = she was. From the camera around his neck, she assumed he was a = photographer. Maggie stared at him, suddenly feeling like she'd been hit = by lightning. She smoothed back her hair, embarrassed by her rather = scruffy appearance. "Hi." He grinned at Maggie. Lois had been looking out the window. She spun to face him. "What is it, = Jimmy?" "The driver of that van . . . it was Seth Greenburg." Jimmy was still = grinning at Maggie. Lois exhaled sharply. "And?" "Well, he acted like he was on something. The paramedics had to restrain = him." "Who's Seth Greenburg?" Maggie asked. "He's a legal clerk in the DA's office, and he was my source," Lois = answered absently. "Jimmy, I=20 want you to find out everything you can about that van. Maggie, you come = with me." Maggie stepped up beside Lois as they left the room. "Who was that?" "What? Oh, that was Jimmy Olson. He's a photographer here." Maggie put a hand on the womans arm. "Does he have a girlfriend?" Lois paused and shot a look back at Jimmy, who was still watching them. = "Not right now." Maggie grinned. "Good." ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" 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Maggie Part 2 of 6
 
 

The Daily Planet loomed tall before her.

Maggie stood in a shadowed doorway across the street from the famous=20 building. She brushed her hands against her jeans, then straightened her = backpack again. Now that she was actually standing in front of the great = newspaper, well, across the street from it, she suddenly wasn't so sure = that she=20 could pull it off. Thinking about rescuing Lois Lane from some low-life = criminal=20 and actually doing it were very different things. What if she hurt Ms. = Lane=20 while trying to rescue her? What if she tried and failed, and Lois was=20 kidnapped-or worse, killed? Superman would undoubtedly blame her-he = would be=20 right to.

A screech of tires from up the street jerked her attention from her = worries=20 and back to the present.

A white van had just come around the corner. It was weaving = erratically back=20 and forth at high speed. Other cars were swerving frantically in an = attempt to=20 get out of the way. Someone screamed, and someone else yelled = "Superman!"

"Lois! Look out!"

A woman staggered backwards from between two cars. Maggie caught a = glimpse of=20 a man, but nothing else, as her attention was focussed on the woman.

She didn't even pause to think, but ran forward as fast as she could, = slowing=20 only a little when she grabbed the dark-haired woman and moved her out = of the=20 way of the van. She'd built up too much speed for a sudden stop like she = usually=20 used for the safety of her passenger, so she spun around as she entered = the=20 alley beside the Planet building and crashed backwards into a = dumpster.

The woman pulled herself to her feet as Maggie shook her head, a = little=20 dazed. She'd have preferred to hit something a little softer, actually, = but, as=20 her mother had always said, beggars can't be choosers. She would = definitely have=20 to work on her sudden stops some more, though.

"Are you all right?" the dark-haired woman reached down and gave her = a hand=20 to her feet. She wasn't very tall, even in the heels she was wearing, = and she=20 didn't look as--well--stunned as Maggie had expected.

Maggie started to nod, then grimaced when the strap of her backpack = parted at=20 the seam and fell off her shoulder. "Oh, no! Not again!"

She turned and bent to pick it up from where it lay at the base of = the now=20 demolished dumpster. "I hate it when this happens!"

She stuffed the strap into a small pouch on the backpack, intending = to fix it=20 later, and looked up to find the woman staring at her.

"Um, hi," she said uncertainly. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Who are you?"

"I'm Maggie . . ." Suddenly she remembered where she'd seen this = woman=20 before. "You're Lois Lane, aren't you."

"Yes, I am. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

"No! Yes! I can't talk to you!" Maggie quelled panic forcibly. This = wasn't=20 going exactly as she'd planned it!

"Are you sure? I'd only print what you wanted me to."

"No interviews! I don't want anyone to know about me!"

Lois smiled slightly. "I think a lot of people are going to know = about you=20 now. Superman is too far away to have gotten back quick enough to save = me from=20 the van back there."

Maggie sighed. "Okay. I'll answer a few questions. What do you want = to=20 know?"

Lois looked around, noting the crowd that was gathering at the = entrance to=20 the alley. Some of the people were watching them as well as the accident = scene=20 on the street. "Not here. Let's go someplace a little more private."

Maggie nodded. This was almost what she'd been hoping for, after = all.

Lois closed the conference room door and lowered the blinds. She = motioned=20 Maggie to a chair and took one herself. "So, Maggie, where are you = from?"

"Well, most recently I'm from California."

"Most recently?"

"I guess I should say from Krypton by way of California." She smiled=20 nervously.

Lois looked at her quizzically. "You're obviously a lot younger than = Superman=20 is. Can you explain this?"

"Nope. I remember being put in the ship, then the next thing I = remember is=20 the ship being opened and some people taking me out." She shrugged. "I = think my=20 ship was slower than Supermans' and it put me in stasis or something, = 'cause=20 that was only about sixteen years ago. I'm about eighteen, now," she = added=20 helpfully.

"Are you related to Superman?"

Maggie shrugged. "I don't know. My Kryptonian name is Sara, if that=20 helps."

"Have you ever met Superman?"

Maggie took a deep breath to calm herself. "That's why I'm here. I = have some=20 information for Superman. His life is in danger!"

Lois put down her pad and stared at her. "How is his life in = danger?"

Maggie shook her head. "I can't tell you! You're a reporter!"

"I'm also a good friend of Superman's. You can trust me."

"But . . ."

"I'm not going to take you to Superman unless you tell me first."

Maggie sighed. "Okay. But you have to swear not to print a word of = this,=20 ok?"

"I won't print any of this. You have my word."

"I found out about it this morning . . ."

"How could you have failed!"

The man held the phone away from his ear, wincing from the volume of = the=20 yell. "But, sir, Superman's still in India!"

"Have you identified Lane's rescuer?"

"Not yet, sir. I'm working on it." He paused. "If it is another = superbeing,=20 it could complicate matters."

There was a short pause. Then, "Implement Plan B. We cannot afford a=20 delay."

"But, sir, I could be caught!"

"Only if you fail. I suggest you do not." There was a click as the = line was=20 disconnected.

Clyde Anders set the phone carefully back in the cradle. His hand was = shaking, he noticed absently. His masters were not people you could = dissapoint=20 and stay healthy. This time, he would carry out the plan himself.

" . . . heard me. I had to hide . . ." she broke off as someone = rapped=20 sharply on the door.

The door opened to reveal a good-looking man just a little older than = she=20 was. From the camera around his neck, she assumed he was a photographer. = Maggie=20 stared at him, suddenly feeling like she'd been hit by lightning. She = smoothed=20 back her hair, embarrassed by her rather scruffy appearance.

"Hi." He grinned at Maggie.

Lois had been looking out the window. She spun to face him. "What is = it,=20 Jimmy?"

"The driver of that van . . . it was Seth Greenburg." Jimmy was still = grinning at Maggie.

Lois exhaled sharply. "And?"

"Well, he acted like he was on something. The paramedics had to = restrain=20 him."

"Who's Seth Greenburg?" Maggie asked.

"He's a legal clerk in the DA's office, and he was my source," Lois = answered=20 absently. "Jimmy, I

want you to find out everything you can about that van. Maggie, you = come with=20 me."

Maggie stepped up beside Lois as they left the room. "Who was = that?"

"What? Oh, that was Jimmy Olson. He's a photographer here."

Maggie put a hand on the womans arm. "Does he have a girlfriend?"

Lois paused and shot a look back at Jimmy, who was still watching = them. "Not=20 right now."

Maggie grinned. "Good."

-----------------------
"Whoever = said the human=20 race was logical?"  Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage=20 Home
 
"Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" = "Is it a=20 plane?"
"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a = cape"
--crowd=20 scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark"
 

 
------=_NextPart_000_001E_01BF0532.F7195740-- ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 19:48:21 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Maggie part 3 of 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0026_01BF0533.6CDA9AC0" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0026_01BF0533.6CDA9AC0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Maggie part 3 of 6 After watching Lois call several emergency rooms in a row, Maggie stood = up.=20 "I'm going to get some coffee. Want some?" she asked Lois in a low = voice. "Sure. " She looked up at Maggie briefly. "Non-fat creamer, one = sweet-and-low." Maggie nodded and headed for the coffee station. As she poured the = coffee, she looked around the room for Jimmy Olson. He was heading over = to Lois' desk. She concentrated as he spoke to Lois. "Who's that girl?" "What?" Lois pushed and held down a button on her phone. "Oh, right. = That's Maggie Carmichael. Why?" "You think she'd go out with me?" Lois laughed softly. "It won't hurt to ask." "Are you gonna pour that or just hold it?" "What?" Maggie turned to see an irate Planet employee standing beside = her, an empty coffee mug in one hand. "Oh, right." She finished filling = the two mugs, added copious amounts of creamer and sugar to hers, fixed = the other to Lois' specifications and headed back to Lois' desk. "Hi," she said to Jimmy. "Hi. Uh, Maggie... you don't mind if I call you that, do you?" She shook = her head, and he went on. "Um, would you mind . . . I mean . . ." "Jimmy! Where're are those pictures!" an older man bellowed. "I'm on it Chief!" Jimmy yelled back. Then, to her, "Um, I'll talk to = you later, ok?" She nodded, a little disappointed, as Jimmy ran off, and settled herself = back in the chair beside Lois' desk. Ten minutes later, Lois finally put the phone down. "Well, wherever they = took him, it wasn't to the hospital. Jimmy!" "Right here." Jimmy dumped a sheaf of paper on the corner of Lois' desk. = "Here's all the info on that van. The owners claimed they didn't know it = was missing. It turns out it belongs to a pharmaceutical company by the = name of The Pegasus Health Group." Lois picked up the sheaf and leafed through it. "Which we know is a = front for Intergang, but can't prove."=20 Jimmy nodded. "It gets better. The ambulance that showed up to take = Greenburg away was owned by the Reliable Ambulance Co. I did a little = checking, and it turns out that they're owned by the Pegasus Health = group." He grinned at Lois' surprised expression. "I guess I am learning = something from you after all." "Good work Jimmy. Now I need to know where the van was taken." Maggie picked up the papers as Lois put them down and leafed through = them, herself. Her attention was focussed more on Jimmy, though, and she = could practically feel him watching her. He handed Lois a slip of paper. "Here's the address of the impound lot = where the tow truck took it." Lois grabbed her purse. "Come one Maggie. We're going to the impound = lot." Maggie stood beside the open door of the van, watching while Lois = clambered around inside. "What are you looking for?" she asked. "Clues. Anything that Greenburg might have been trying to get to me." = She grunted in annoyance as her wristwatch caught on something. "You = could help a little, you know. Maybe scan the van with your x-ray = vision, or something." "Um, well, that'd be a problem." Maggie shifted uncomfortably. "I, uh, = can't scan through metal." Lois looked up in surprise. "You can't? I thought you were Kryptonian." "I am. I don't know why I can't." She shrugged. "I'm tough, but not = impenetrable. I'm fast, but not as fast as Superman. Ditto for strength = and my other abilities." She shrugged. "Maybe its because I was never = actually on Krypton." "You weren't?" Lois was sitting down, now, taking a break from her = search. "Nope. I can clearly remember a space station of some kind. I'm not = sure, but I think it was after Krypton exploded." Maggie wrinkled her = nose, trying to remember more. "I think the station was damaged, and = there were some areas on the station where I felt weaker. There weren't = very many adults there, and the ones who were, were very sick." "Do you have anything from the ship that brought you here?" "Not that I know of. I haven't gone through all of the stuff my parents = sent me yet, though, when they sent me off to boarding school." She = shrugged, then climbed into the van. "Let's see if there's anything I = can scan, ok?" Lois gestured expansively. "Be my guest." Maggie took a deep breath, and concentrated, squinting slightly to = improve the focus as she looked around the van. . There were quite a few = areas she couldn't see into, but they were mostly places like the engine = and the glove box, where Lois had already checked. After a moment, she = paused, staring at the front passenger seat. "Hmm. That's odd. There's a = metallic tube of some kind wedged in the seat there. Let me see if I can = get it." She squeezed her hand into the seat, and muttered under her = breath. She grabbed it with both hands and pulled, bending the metal = away from the base. A small metal tube fell out and rolled over to Lois' = feet. Lois picked it up and pulled it open. A small crumpled piece of paper = fell out into her hand. She straightened it and looked it over. "Yes! = This is just what I was looking for!" Maggie exchanged a nervous look with Jimmy. After their discovery at the impound lot, she and Lois had returned to = the Planet to pick up a photographer-Jimmy Olson, it turned out. It = turned out that the good-looking photographer often helped Lois and her = husband, Clark Kent, on investigations. When they had gotten to the Planet, Lois had tried to leave Maggie = behind. Maggie had told Lois in no uncertain terms that if Lois didn't = take her along, she would just follow along behind. She'd seen how these = people played it, and she figured Lois could use some back up that was a = little less vulnerable to injury. Now, they were standing outside the Reliable Ambulance Company, waiting = for Lois to pick the lock on the back door. They had waited for the fall = of darkness to come to the building. Strangely enough, Maggie had not = yet seen the mysterious Clark Kent, despite the lateness of the hour. Jimmy grinned reassuringly at Maggie, who was looking around nervously. "Don't worry," he whispered. "Lois does this all the time." "Really?" Maggie replied almost soundlessly. "I haven't! I've never = committed a crime before!"=20 "Just remember, they're the bad guys. These people are working for = Intergang. You've heard of them?" "Who hasn't? They're the biggest crime syndicate around!" Lois glared at them. "I could do with a little less chatter!" The two dutifully shut up. Another minute passed, then Maggie, who was = concentrating on her hearing, just in case someone was to come up behind = them, heard a sharp click from the door. Lois exclaimed softly in = satisfaction and opened the door a crack. Then she pushed the door open = wider and stepped soundlessly inside with Jimmy only a step behind her. = Maggie hesitated a moment, then she, too, started to step inside. As she did so, a door just a short distance up the corridor opened. The = man who stepped through was holding a gun. "Nobody move!" Jimmy grabbed Maggie by the arm and shoved her back out the door. "Get = help!" ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_000_0026_01BF0533.6CDA9AC0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Maggie part 3 of 6
 
 
 

After watching Lois call several emergency rooms in a row, Maggie = stood up.=20

"I'm going to get some coffee. Want some?" she asked Lois in a low = voice.

"Sure. " She looked up at Maggie briefly. "Non-fat creamer, one=20 sweet-and-low."

Maggie nodded and headed for the coffee station. As she poured the = coffee,=20 she looked around the room for Jimmy Olson. He was heading over to Lois' = desk.=20 She concentrated as he spoke to Lois.

"Who's that girl?"

"What?" Lois pushed and held down a button on her phone. "Oh, right. = That's=20 Maggie Carmichael. Why?"

"You think she'd go out with me?"

Lois laughed softly. "It won't hurt to ask."

"Are you gonna pour that or just hold it?"

"What?" Maggie turned to see an irate Planet employee standing beside = her, an=20 empty coffee mug in one hand. "Oh, right." She finished filling the two = mugs,=20 added copious amounts of creamer and sugar to hers, fixed the other to = Lois'=20 specifications and headed back to Lois' desk.

"Hi," she said to Jimmy.

"Hi. Uh, Maggie... you don't mind if I call you that, do you?" She = shook her=20 head, and he went on. "Um, would you mind . . . I mean . . ."

"Jimmy! Where're are those pictures!" an older man bellowed.

"I'm on it Chief!" Jimmy yelled back. Then, to her, "Um, I'll talk to = you=20 later, ok?"

She nodded, a little disappointed, as Jimmy ran off, and settled = herself back=20 in the chair beside Lois' desk.

Ten minutes later, Lois finally put the phone down. "Well, wherever = they took=20 him, it wasn't to the hospital. Jimmy!"

"Right here." Jimmy dumped a sheaf of paper on the corner of Lois' = desk.=20 "Here's all the info on that van. The owners claimed they didn't know it = was=20 missing. It turns out it belongs to a pharmaceutical company by the name = of The=20 Pegasus Health Group."

Lois picked up the sheaf and leafed through it. "Which we know is a = front for=20 Intergang, but can't prove."

Jimmy nodded. "It gets better. The ambulance that showed up to take = Greenburg=20 away was owned by the Reliable Ambulance Co. I did a little checking, = and it=20 turns out that they're owned by the Pegasus Health group." He grinned at = Lois'=20 surprised expression. "I guess I am learning something from you after = all."

"Good work Jimmy. Now I need to know where the van was taken."

Maggie picked up the papers as Lois put them down and leafed through = them,=20 herself. Her attention was focussed more on Jimmy, though, and she could = practically feel him watching her.

He handed Lois a slip of paper. "Here's the address of the impound = lot where=20 the tow truck took it."

Lois grabbed her purse. "Come one Maggie. We're going to the impound=20 lot."

Maggie stood beside the open door of the van, watching while Lois = clambered=20 around inside.

"What are you looking for?" she asked.

"Clues. Anything that Greenburg might have been trying to get to me." = She=20 grunted in annoyance as her wristwatch caught on something. "You could = help a=20 little, you know. Maybe scan the van with your x-ray vision, or = something."

"Um, well, that'd be a problem." Maggie shifted uncomfortably. "I, = uh, can't=20 scan through metal."

Lois looked up in surprise. "You can't? I thought you were = Kryptonian."

"I am. I don't know why I can't." She shrugged. "I'm tough, but not=20 impenetrable. I'm fast, but not as fast as Superman. Ditto for strength = and my=20 other abilities." She shrugged. "Maybe its because I was never actually = on=20 Krypton."

"You weren't?" Lois was sitting down, now, taking a break from her=20 search.

"Nope. I can clearly remember a space station of some kind. I'm not = sure, but=20 I think it was after Krypton exploded." Maggie wrinkled her nose, trying = to=20 remember more. "I think the station was damaged, and there were some = areas on=20 the station where I felt weaker. There weren't very many adults there, = and the=20 ones who were, were very sick."

"Do you have anything from the ship that brought you here?"

"Not that I know of. I haven't gone through all of the stuff my = parents sent=20 me yet, though, when they sent me off to boarding school." She shrugged, = then=20 climbed into the van. "Let's see if there's anything I can scan, = ok?"

Lois gestured expansively. "Be my guest."

Maggie took a deep breath, and concentrated, squinting slightly to = improve=20 the focus as she looked around the van. . There were quite a few areas = she=20 couldn't see into, but they were mostly places like the engine and the = glove=20 box, where Lois had already checked. After a moment, she paused, staring = at the=20 front passenger seat. "Hmm. That's odd. There's a metallic tube of some = kind=20 wedged in the seat there. Let me see if I can get it." She squeezed her = hand=20 into the seat, and muttered under her breath. She grabbed it with both = hands and=20 pulled, bending the metal away from the base. A small metal tube fell = out and=20 rolled over to Lois' feet.

Lois picked it up and pulled it open. A small crumpled piece of paper = fell=20 out into her hand. She straightened it and looked it over. "Yes! This is = just=20 what I was looking for!"

Maggie exchanged a nervous look with Jimmy.

After their discovery at the impound lot, she and Lois had returned = to the=20 Planet to pick up a photographer-Jimmy Olson, it turned out. It turned = out that=20 the good-looking photographer often helped Lois and her husband, Clark = Kent, on=20 investigations.

When they had gotten to the Planet, Lois had tried to leave Maggie = behind.=20 Maggie had told Lois in no uncertain terms that if Lois didn't take her = along,=20 she would just follow along behind. She'd seen how these people played = it, and=20 she figured Lois could use some back up that was a little less = vulnerable to=20 injury.

Now, they were standing outside the Reliable Ambulance Company, = waiting for=20 Lois to pick the lock on the back door. They had waited for the fall of = darkness=20 to come to the building. Strangely enough, Maggie had not yet seen the=20 mysterious Clark Kent, despite the lateness of the hour.

Jimmy grinned reassuringly at Maggie, who was looking around = nervously.

"Don't worry," he whispered. "Lois does this all the time."

"Really?" Maggie replied almost soundlessly. "I haven't! I've never = committed=20 a crime before!"

"Just remember, they're the bad guys. These people are working for = Intergang.=20 You've heard of them?"

"Who hasn't? They're the biggest crime syndicate around!"

Lois glared at them. "I could do with a little less chatter!"

The two dutifully shut up. Another minute passed, then Maggie, who = was=20 concentrating on her hearing, just in case someone was to come up behind = them,=20 heard a sharp click from the door. Lois exclaimed softly in satisfaction = and=20 opened the door a crack. Then she pushed the door open wider and stepped = soundlessly inside with Jimmy only a step behind her. Maggie hesitated a = moment,=20 then she, too, started to step inside.

As she did so, a door just a short distance up the corridor opened. = The man=20 who stepped through was holding a gun. "Nobody move!"

Jimmy grabbed Maggie by the arm and shoved her back out the door. = "Get=20 help!"

-----------------------
"Whoever = said the human=20 race was logical?"  Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage=20 Home
 
"Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" = "Is it a=20 plane?"
"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a = cape"
--crowd=20 scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark"
 

 
------=_NextPart_000_0026_01BF0533.6CDA9AC0-- ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 19:49:17 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Maggie Part 4 of 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_002E_01BF0533.8DF3CF60" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_002E_01BF0533.8DF3CF60 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Maggie Part 4 of 6 Maggie ran. The commotion behind her told her that she had been spotted and was = being pursued. She poured on the speed.=20 When the noises became lost in the sounds of the city around her, she = slowed and came to a halt against a wall, gasping for breath. She = turned, putting her back against the wall, and slid to the ground, still = panting.=20 Oh, Gods! she thought. I deserted them! They needed me and I deserted = them! Like a coward I turned and ran at the first sign of danger! = Superman would never . . . She jumped to her feet, sudden inspiration = making her grin. Maybe she could still help.=20 "Superman! Superman help!" she yelled, putting as much of her fear for = Lois and Jimmy into her voice as she could. There was a whoosh and a thud and she turned to see Superman, himself, = standing just a few feet from her. He looked around, obviously expecting = an emergency of some kind and seeing none. "Is there a problem, Miss?" "Superman, thank the gods! Lois Lane and Jimmy Olson have been grabbed = by . . ." "Where are they?" "In the Reliable Ambulance Co. building two blocks that way," she = pointed in the direction she had come from. "Thanks." He took off with a crack of displaced air. "But they have . . . blast!" She sighed heavily, and said to herself, = "They have Kryptonite!" She shook her head and ran after him. She came to a stop just out of sight of the door Lois and Jimmy had gone = in, and listened hard. They hadn't posted a guard! That was strange, she = would have thought they would have. She poked her head around the = corner, then went around it, still listening hard for the sounds of = someone coming near. It would probably be useless to try to 'look' through the walls for = Jimmy and Lois. Intergang would undoubtedly have lined the room they put = the two in with lead, to block Superman from looking in, which meant = that she definitely wouldn't be able to.=20 She should have done this before, she realized suddenly. If she had, her = new friends wouldn't have been captured. Well, she was doing it now, and = maybe if she helped rescue them it would make up for her cowardice = before. She went quickly to the door and listened carefully. Nothing. She = grabbed the door handle and twisted it. It had been re-locked, but that = wasn't a problem. Standard door locks weren't made to stand up to even a = weakened Kryptonian's strength. The knob broke off in her hand and she = pushed the door open a crack, listening again. Again, nothing. "Ok, Mags, where would you hide prisoners if you were the bad guy?" she = whispered to herself as she crept soundlessly down the corridor. The = door the man with the gun had come through was the most obvious way to = go, so she stopped at it, again listening carefully. Once again, she = heard nothing, so she opened the door and stepped into the room beyond.=20 It was small and unfurnished, and appeared unused. In fact, except for = the man who had captured the two reporters, nothing she had seen so far = indicated that the building was used by anyone. Could this company be a = fake of some kind? What was it called, a front? Lois had mentioned that = it was owned by a company that was run by Intergang.=20 She paused, uncertain. Was she really sure they were still there? Maybe = they had been taken elsewhere. No, they couldn't have. There hadn't been = enough time. Shaking off her indecision, she walked up to the door in = the opposite wall and listened once more. Voices! She concentrated hard, straining to understand. "I wouldn't come any closer Superman!" She recognized *that* voice. That was one of the voices from the office, = where she'd first heard of this plot! Apparently Superman knew who it = was, too. "It's over, Anders. Give me the gun and release the hostages and come = with me quietly and your sentence will be lighter." *That* voice anyone would recognize! The man of steel sounded like he = was trying to live up to his nickname today! "I don't think that will be necessary!" Faintly, she heard the sound of = a container being opened. Then someone staggered back to thud against a = wall. Then the sound of a gun being loaded and cocked. "One little = kryptonite bullet and presto-no witnesses and no sentencing." She couldn't stand by and watch! Not like she had when the New = Kryptonians came to Earth! She wasn't going to be a coward this time! She knocked the door down and ran forward, taking in the scene in one = look. Lois and Jimmy were tied back to back to one side. Superman was = against one wall, just pushing himself back to his feet. The man with = the gun-and undoubtedly the kryptonite as well-was across the room. = Fortunately, he was far enough away from her that the deadly substance = didn't affect her. Standing beside him was the man who had captured Lois = and Jimmy. Without pausing to think, she threw herself in front of = Superman just as Anders fired. Pain seared along her ribcage and she fell across Superman. The world = went dark. Anders swore as Maggie threw herself in front of Superman, taking the = bullet he had meant for the superhero. Superman, now shielded from the = effects of the kryptonite, went into action. He threw himself into the air, flying at super speed at the man who was = pointing a gun at Lois. He took the guns and squeezed them into an = unuseable lump of metal. Then he untied Lois and Jimmy and used the = ropes on Anders and his thug. Lois was up instantly, coming over to Clark.=20 "Are you all right?" she asked in a low voice. "I'll be fine," he answered at a similar volume.=20 "Lois!" They turned to see Jimmy turning Maggie over from where she lay = on the floor. "Oh, no!" Lois ran over. "Let me see her, Jimmy!" He turned Maggie so Lois could see the wound. She pulled apart the hole = in the shirt, and muttered something under her breath. She looked around = the room, and her eyes lit on her purse, which had been discarded in one = corner of the room. "Superman, I need my purse." Clark retrieved it for her, and backed away again, knowing what she = intended to do. She had, after all, done the same thing for him, when he = had been shot. Lois searched around in her purse one-handed. After a few seconds, she = came up with a small knife. She pulled it out of its sheath and, working = quickly, cut the cloth away from the wound. She carefully inserted the = knife into the wound and under the bullet, prying it out. "Superman! I need the lead case he had it in!" He went over to the bound men and searched through Anders' pockets until = he came up with the case. He tossed it to Lois. She placed the green bullet carefully inside and closed it tightly. "Here, Superman." She offered him the case. "Take care of that, would = you?" He accepted it gingerly. "Thank you, Ms. Lane. You should be all right, = now, while I go get the police." She smiled wanly up at him. "Would you mind getting my husband, too?" He grinned at her and nodded. "He'll be here in a few minutes." ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_000_002E_01BF0533.8DF3CF60 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Maggie Part 4 of 6
 
 
 

Maggie ran.

The commotion behind her told her that she had been spotted and was = being=20 pursued. She poured on the speed.

When the noises became lost in the sounds of the city around her, she = slowed=20 and came to a halt against a wall, gasping for breath. She turned, = putting her=20 back against the wall, and slid to the ground, still panting.

Oh, Gods! she thought. I deserted them! They needed me and I deserted = them!=20 Like a coward I turned and ran at the first sign of danger! Superman = would never=20 . . . She jumped to her feet, sudden inspiration making her grin. Maybe = she=20 could still help.

"Superman! Superman help!" she yelled, putting as much of her fear = for Lois=20 and Jimmy into her voice as she could.

There was a whoosh and a thud and she turned to see Superman, = himself,=20 standing just a few feet from her. He looked around, obviously expecting = an=20 emergency of some kind and seeing none. "Is there a problem, Miss?"

"Superman, thank the gods! Lois Lane and Jimmy Olson have been = grabbed by . .=20 ."

"Where are they?"

"In the Reliable Ambulance Co. building two blocks that way," she = pointed in=20 the direction she had come from.

"Thanks." He took off with a crack of displaced air.

"But they have . . . blast!" She sighed heavily, and said to herself, = "They=20 have Kryptonite!" She shook her head and ran after him.

She came to a stop just out of sight of the door Lois and Jimmy had = gone in,=20 and listened hard. They hadn't posted a guard! That was strange, she = would have=20 thought they would have. She poked her head around the corner, then went = around=20 it, still listening hard for the sounds of someone coming near.

It would probably be useless to try to 'look' through the walls for = Jimmy and=20 Lois. Intergang would undoubtedly have lined the room they put the two = in with=20 lead, to block Superman from looking in, which meant that she definitely = wouldn't be able to.

She should have done this before, she realized suddenly. If she had, = her new=20 friends wouldn't have been captured. Well, she was doing it now, and = maybe if=20 she helped rescue them it would make up for her cowardice before.

She went quickly to the door and listened carefully. Nothing. She = grabbed the=20 door handle and twisted it. It had been re-locked, but that wasn't a = problem.=20 Standard door locks weren't made to stand up to even a weakened = Kryptonian's=20 strength. The knob broke off in her hand and she pushed the door open a = crack,=20 listening again. Again, nothing.

"Ok, Mags, where would you hide prisoners if you were the bad guy?" = she=20 whispered to herself as she crept soundlessly down the corridor. The = door the=20 man with the gun had come through was the most obvious way to go, so she = stopped=20 at it, again listening carefully. Once again, she heard nothing, so she = opened=20 the door and stepped into the room beyond.

It was small and unfurnished, and appeared unused. In fact, except = for the=20 man who had captured the two reporters, nothing she had seen so far = indicated=20 that the building was used by anyone. Could this company be a fake of = some kind?=20 What was it called, a front? Lois had mentioned that it was owned by a = company=20 that was run by Intergang.

She paused, uncertain. Was she really sure they were still there? = Maybe they=20 had been taken elsewhere. No, they couldn't have. There hadn't been = enough time.=20 Shaking off her indecision, she walked up to the door in the opposite = wall and=20 listened once more.

Voices! She concentrated hard, straining to understand.

"I wouldn't come any closer Superman!"

She recognized *that* voice. That was one of the voices from the = office,=20 where she'd first heard of this plot! Apparently Superman knew who it = was,=20 too.

"It's over, Anders. Give me the gun and release the hostages and come = with me=20 quietly and your sentence will be lighter."

*That* voice anyone would recognize! The man of steel sounded like he = was=20 trying to live up to his nickname today!

"I don't think that will be necessary!" Faintly, she heard the sound = of a=20 container being opened. Then someone staggered back to thud against a = wall. Then=20 the sound of a gun being loaded and cocked. "One little kryptonite = bullet and=20 presto-no witnesses and no sentencing."

She couldn't stand by and watch! Not like she had when the New = Kryptonians=20 came to Earth! She wasn't going to be a coward this time!

She knocked the door down and ran forward, taking in the scene in one = look.=20 Lois and Jimmy were tied back to back to one side. Superman was against = one=20 wall, just pushing himself back to his feet. The man with the gun-and=20 undoubtedly the kryptonite as well-was across the room. Fortunately, he = was far=20 enough away from her that the deadly substance didn't affect her. = Standing=20 beside him was the man who had captured Lois and Jimmy. Without pausing = to=20 think, she threw herself in front of Superman just as Anders fired.

Pain seared along her ribcage and she fell across Superman. The world = went=20 dark.

Anders swore as Maggie threw herself in front of Superman, taking the = bullet=20 he had meant for the superhero. Superman, now shielded from the effects = of the=20 kryptonite, went into action.

He threw himself into the air, flying at super speed at the man who = was=20 pointing a gun at Lois. He took the guns and squeezed them into an = unuseable=20 lump of metal. Then he untied Lois and Jimmy and used the ropes on = Anders and=20 his thug.

Lois was up instantly, coming over to Clark.

"Are you all right?" she asked in a low voice.

"I'll be fine," he answered at a similar volume.

"Lois!" They turned to see Jimmy turning Maggie over from where she = lay on=20 the floor.

"Oh, no!" Lois ran over. "Let me see her, Jimmy!"

He turned Maggie so Lois could see the wound. She pulled apart the = hole in=20 the shirt, and muttered something under her breath. She looked around = the room,=20 and her eyes lit on her purse, which had been discarded in one corner of = the=20 room. "Superman, I need my purse."

Clark retrieved it for her, and backed away again, knowing what she = intended=20 to do. She had, after all, done the same thing for him, when he had been = shot.

Lois searched around in her purse one-handed. After a few seconds, = she came=20 up with a small knife. She pulled it out of its sheath and, working = quickly, cut=20 the cloth away from the wound. She carefully inserted the knife into the = wound=20 and under the bullet, prying it out.

"Superman! I need the lead case he had it in!"

He went over to the bound men and searched through Anders' pockets = until he=20 came up with the case. He tossed it to Lois.

She placed the green bullet carefully inside and closed it = tightly.

"Here, Superman." She offered him the case. "Take care of that, would = you?"

He accepted it gingerly. "Thank you, Ms. Lane. You should be all = right, now,=20 while I go get the police."

She smiled wanly up at him. "Would you mind getting my husband, = too?"

He grinned at her and nodded. "He'll be here in a few=20 minutes."

-----------------------
"Whoever = said the human=20 race was logical?"  Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage=20 Home
 
"Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" = "Is it a=20 plane?"
"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a = cape"
--crowd=20 scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark"
 

 
------=_NextPart_000_002E_01BF0533.8DF3CF60-- ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 19:49:53 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Maggie Part 5 of 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0036_01BF0533.A3B0B0C0" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0036_01BF0533.A3B0B0C0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Maggie Part 5 of 6 "Maggie! Maggie, wake up!" a familiar voice called her.=20 "Mmph." She was very comfortable and didn't want to wake. She snuggled = closer to the man holding her. Somehow it just felt right. "C'mon, Maggie. You've got to wake up, now." Now she placed the voice. = It was Jimmy Olson, and he sounded worried. Suddenly, her memory returned. She opened her eyes to find herself = gazing into the very worried face of Jimmy Olson. She felt very weak and = sluggish. Jimmy looked up for a minute. "CK! Lois! She's awake!" Rather abruptly, Maggie realized she was lying partly in Jimmy's lap. He = had his jacket wrapped around her and she pulled it closer, suddenly = feeling cold. They were still in the room where she had found the little group, she = saw. Superman was gone, but the two men were tied up against one wall = with Lois standing over them. A strange man turned at Jimmy's call and = came over to them. He was dressed in a neat business suit and was = wearing a tie with a multicolored geometric design on it. Something = about him seemed awfully familiar. He knelt beside her. "How are you feeling, Miss Carmichael?" "Like I've been run over by a train! Where'd Superman go? And who're = you?" He seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn't quite place him. "I'm Clark Kent." He grinned magnetically. "Lois' husband." She moved a little in Jimmy's hold and he released her and helped her to = her feet. She staggered slightly and Jimmy put an arm around her, = steadying her. She leaned on him, suddenly feeling a lot better. She listened for a minute, straining to hear the sirens that should be = coming. Nothing. "Hasn't anyone called the cops?" "Superman said he'd notify them," Lois said, coming up beside her = husband. Clark put an arm around her shoulders. "They should be here any = minute." Maggie bit her lip. Lois, hastened to assure her, "Don't worry. Superman = took care of the kryptonite." At that moment, the sirens she had been expecting started wailing. A few = minutes later, they stopped abruptly just outside the building. The cops that came in evidently were used to cleaning up after a Lois = Lane adventure, for they took the criminals out and read them their = rights with a minimum of fuss. The statements took only a little longer. = The paramedics who had come with the police bandaged Maggie's gunshot = wound. When she refused to go with them back to the hospital, they = suggested that she have it checked by a doctor and left.=20 The police did a quick search of the building, and discovered a get-away = car parked in the alley behind the building. Maggie positively I.D.'d = the driver as the man who'd pushed Lois in front of the van that = morning. He, too, had been cuffed and taken away in a squad car. Lois and Clark had then ushered Jimmy and Maggie out to Lois' Jeep and = driven back to the Planet. Apparently, they had to hurry to get the = story in for the evening edition. One man watched the District Attorney and his hired man chivvied out to = the waiting squad cars with interest. When Lane and Kent exited the = building with Jimmy and Maggie in tow, he turned discreetly away and = pulled out a cel phone. He pushed buttons, then, when a mans' voice = answered, he said simply, "Plan B failed." "Acknowledged. Return to base." The man closed the phone and vanished into the shadows of the buildings. Lois' husband, Clark, was an extremely fast typist - another thing which = made her thing that, just maybe ... oh, well, it wasn't any of *her* = business. "So, Maggie," Clark began. "Lois tells me you're Kryptonian?" They were standing next to the coffee station in the newsroom. Maggie, = for one, was starving, and was loading her coffee mug with as much sugar = and creamer that she could. Clark Kent, she noticed, was doing the same. = She glanced at him quickly. Could he be . . . ah, never mind. It wasn't = any of her business, anyway, she reminded herself once more. If he was = and wanted her to know, he'd tell her eventually. "Yep." She took a long drink of her liquid candy, draining the cup, and = reached for the coffeepot again. "And before you ask, no, I don't really = know why I got here ten years after Superman did. My parents didn't tell = me much before they put me in my spaceship." "You remember that?" he sounded startled. Well, maybe he didn't. "Mmm hmm. I was about two, so I don't remember much more." "Superman's spaceship had a globe with it - the navigational system, I = think - there was a message from his parents on it. Do you . . ." Maggie looked up from her newly loaded coffee mug, surprised. "I don't = know. If there was it's probably with my parents things in storage where = I put it after they died last year." She reached for a jelly donut and = bit into it. "Yumm!" She had no idea where Clark had gotten these = donuts, since she was sure the donut shops in Metropolis were closed by = now. It didn't really matter, though. Jimmy came up beside her. "Wow! That's what? Your fourth donut?" "Fifth, actually." She grinned at Jimmy's expression. "It's a good thing you have a super metabolism! I'd get sick if I ate = like you!" "Jimmy! Get in here!" *That* was Perry White, the managing editor and = obvious authority in the newsroom. Jimmy grimaced and hurried off. Maggie cast a sympathetic smile at him, = then turned back to Clark. "Do you think you could get Superman to give = me a lift to California to check it out? I mean, I could run, but it = would probably take a little longer." "Sure. I'll be right back." He turned and went down a corridor.=20 A few minutes later, Superman drifted in an open window and over to = them. Lois looked up from her computer and smiled at him, then went back = to her work. "Clark said you needed a lift?" Maggie thought, smothering a giggle, then nodded. Maggie stared at the globe warily. She and Superman had flown to California in a very short time - shorter = than usual when he was carrying a passenger, apparently. That was = undoubtedly because of who she was. They had searched through her parents things - her by hand, Superman by = x-ray vision - and had discovered the globe in a small box in a suitcase = belonging to her mother. Also with it was a drawing of a spaceship. = Superman claimed it looked a lot like his own-a little less polished, = maybe, and a little bigger, to judge by the surrounding objects in the = drawing, but then *she* had been a little older than Superman when she = was placed inside, and it had been in space longer. They had taken the suitcase and all of its contents and flown back to = Metropolis. She was now sitting on Lois and Clarks couch in their home. "So you say it should activate and give me a message when I pick it up?" = The globe still lay in the suitcase on top of a manila envelope that = contained the drawing. "That's what Superman said happened." Lois agreed. "Well, I guess it can't hurt, can it?" She reached down and picked it = up. Instantly, the globe started to glow, and the surface changed to show = the landmasses of Krypton instead of Earth. Maggie jerked her gaze up = >from the globe as the image of a regal looking woman formed and began to = speak. "My darling daughter, Sara! I am your mother, Dena. If you are hearing = this, then you have survived the terrible journey I sent you on. If I = had kept you here, you would have died with the rest of us, and I = couldn't bear that thought. This is the first of several messages for you. There is much to tell = you, and I do not have much time to record them in. Listen closely, my = daughter, and learn." The woman vanished and was replaced by a busy room where four people, = including Dena, were working frantically around what appeared to be the = frame of a space ship like the one in the drawing. All appeared weak = and, as they watched, one staggered and nearly fell. One of the others = caught him. "Lord Jor El has already sent his son, Kal El, to a planet he has deemed = suitable. We are programming your ship to follow his, in the hopes that = he is correct and Earth is a suitable home for you. My only wish is that your father, Tal Ra, could be here to see you off. = My hopes, all of our hopes, are with you." The image vanished and Maggie placed the globe back in the suitcase. She = brushed a tear off her cheek and sighed.=20 ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_000_0036_01BF0533.A3B0B0C0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Maggie Part 5 of 6
 
 
 

"Maggie! Maggie, wake up!" a familiar voice called her.

"Mmph." She was very comfortable and didn't want to wake. She = snuggled closer=20 to the man holding her. Somehow it just felt right.

"C'mon, Maggie. You've got to wake up, now." Now she placed the = voice. It was=20 Jimmy Olson, and he sounded worried.

Suddenly, her memory returned. She opened her eyes to find herself = gazing=20 into the very worried face of Jimmy Olson. She felt very weak and = sluggish.

Jimmy looked up for a minute. "CK! Lois! She's awake!"

Rather abruptly, Maggie realized she was lying partly in Jimmy's lap. = He had=20 his jacket wrapped around her and she pulled it closer, suddenly feeling = cold.

They were still in the room where she had found the little group, she = saw.=20 Superman was gone, but the two men were tied up against one wall with = Lois=20 standing over them. A strange man turned at Jimmy's call and came over = to them.=20 He was dressed in a neat business suit and was wearing a tie with a = multicolored=20 geometric design on it. Something about him seemed awfully familiar.

He knelt beside her. "How are you feeling, Miss Carmichael?"

"Like I've been run over by a train! Where'd Superman go? And who're = you?" He=20 seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn't quite place him.

"I'm Clark Kent." He grinned magnetically. "Lois' husband."

She moved a little in Jimmy's hold and he released her and helped her = to her=20 feet. She staggered slightly and Jimmy put an arm around her, steadying = her. She=20 leaned on him, suddenly feeling a lot better.

She listened for a minute, straining to hear the sirens that should = be=20 coming. Nothing. "Hasn't anyone called the cops?"

"Superman said he'd notify them," Lois said, coming up beside her = husband.=20 Clark put an arm around her shoulders. "They should be here any = minute."

Maggie bit her lip. Lois, hastened to assure her, "Don't worry. = Superman took=20 care of the kryptonite."

At that moment, the sirens she had been expecting started wailing. A = few=20 minutes later, they stopped abruptly just outside the building.

The cops that came in evidently were used to cleaning up after a Lois = Lane=20 adventure, for they took the criminals out and read them their rights = with a=20 minimum of fuss. The statements took only a little longer. The = paramedics who=20 had come with the police bandaged Maggie's gunshot wound. When she = refused to go=20 with them back to the hospital, they suggested that she have it checked = by a=20 doctor and left.

The police did a quick search of the building, and discovered a = get-away car=20 parked in the alley behind the building. Maggie positively I.D.'d the = driver as=20 the man who'd pushed Lois in front of the van that morning. He, too, had = been=20 cuffed and taken away in a squad car.

Lois and Clark had then ushered Jimmy and Maggie out to Lois' Jeep = and driven=20 back to the Planet. Apparently, they had to hurry to get the story in = for the=20 evening edition.

One man watched the District Attorney and his hired man chivvied out = to the=20 waiting squad cars with interest. When Lane and Kent exited the building = with=20 Jimmy and Maggie in tow, he turned discreetly away and pulled out a cel = phone.=20 He pushed buttons, then, when a mans' voice answered, he said simply, = "Plan B=20 failed."

"Acknowledged. Return to base."

The man closed the phone and vanished into the shadows of the = buildings.

Lois' husband, Clark, was an extremely fast typist - another thing = which made=20 her thing that, just maybe ... oh, well, it wasn't any of *her* = business.

"So, Maggie," Clark began. "Lois tells me you're Kryptonian?"

They were standing next to the coffee station in the newsroom. = Maggie, for=20 one, was starving, and was loading her coffee mug with as much sugar and = creamer=20 that she could. Clark Kent, she noticed, was doing the same. She glanced = at him=20 quickly. Could he be . . . ah, never mind. It wasn't any of her = business,=20 anyway, she reminded herself once more. If he was and wanted her to = know, he'd=20 tell her eventually.

"Yep." She took a long drink of her liquid candy, draining the cup, = and=20 reached for the coffeepot again. "And before you ask, no, I don't really = know=20 why I got here ten years after Superman did. My parents didn't tell me = much=20 before they put me in my spaceship."

"You remember that?" he sounded startled. Well, maybe he didn't.

"Mmm hmm. I was about two, so I don't remember much more."

"Superman's spaceship had a globe with it - the navigational system, = I think=20 - there was a message from his parents on it. Do you . . ."

Maggie looked up from her newly loaded coffee mug, surprised. "I = don't know.=20 If there was it's probably with my parents things in storage where I put = it=20 after they died last year." She reached for a jelly donut and bit into = it.=20 "Yumm!" She had no idea where Clark had gotten these donuts, since she = was sure=20 the donut shops in Metropolis were closed by now. It didn't really = matter,=20 though.

Jimmy came up beside her. "Wow! That's what? Your fourth donut?"

"Fifth, actually." She grinned at Jimmy's expression.

"It's a good thing you have a super metabolism! I'd get sick if I ate = like=20 you!"

"Jimmy! Get in here!" *That* was Perry White, the managing editor and = obvious=20 authority in the newsroom.

Jimmy grimaced and hurried off. Maggie cast a sympathetic smile at = him, then=20 turned back to Clark. "Do you think you could get Superman to give me a = lift to=20 California to check it out? I mean, I could run, but it would probably = take a=20 little longer."

"Sure. I'll be right back." He turned and went down a corridor.

A few minutes later, Superman drifted in an open window and over to = them.=20 Lois looked up from her computer and smiled at him, then went back to = her=20 work.

"Clark said you needed a lift?"

<Superman Airways,> Maggie thought, smothering a giggle, then=20 nodded.

Maggie stared at the globe warily.

She and Superman had flown to California in a very short time - = shorter than=20 usual when he was carrying a passenger, apparently. That was undoubtedly = because=20 of who she was.

They had searched through her parents things - her by hand, Superman = by x-ray=20 vision - and had discovered the globe in a small box in a suitcase = belonging to=20 her mother. Also with it was a drawing of a spaceship. Superman claimed = it=20 looked a lot like his own-a little less polished, maybe, and a little = bigger, to=20 judge by the surrounding objects in the drawing, but then *she* had been = a=20 little older than Superman when she was placed inside, and it had been = in space=20 longer.

They had taken the suitcase and all of its contents and flown back to = Metropolis. She was now sitting on Lois and Clarks couch in their = home.

"So you say it should activate and give me a message when I pick it = up?" The=20 globe still lay in the suitcase on top of a manila envelope that = contained the=20 drawing.

"That's what Superman said happened." Lois agreed.

"Well, I guess it can't hurt, can it?" She reached down and picked it = up.

Instantly, the globe started to glow, and the surface changed to show = the=20 landmasses of Krypton instead of Earth. Maggie jerked her gaze up from = the globe=20 as the image of a regal looking woman formed and began to speak.

"My darling daughter, Sara! I am your mother, Dena. If you are = hearing this,=20 then you have survived the terrible journey I sent you on. If I had kept = you=20 here, you would have died with the rest of us, and I couldn't bear that=20 thought.

This is the first of several messages for you. There is much to tell = you, and=20 I do not have much time to record them in. Listen closely, my daughter, = and=20 learn."

The woman vanished and was replaced by a busy room where four people, = including Dena, were working frantically around what appeared to be the = frame of=20 a space ship like the one in the drawing. All appeared weak and, as they = watched, one staggered and nearly fell. One of the others caught = him.

"Lord Jor El has already sent his son, Kal El, to a planet he has = deemed=20 suitable. We are programming your ship to follow his, in the hopes that = he is=20 correct and Earth is a suitable home for you.

My only wish is that your father, Tal Ra, could be here to see you = off. My=20 hopes, all of our hopes, are with you."

The image vanished and Maggie placed the globe back in the suitcase. = She=20 brushed a tear off her cheek and sighed.

-----------------------
"Whoever = said the human=20 race was logical?"  Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage=20 Home
 
"Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" = "Is it a=20 plane?"
"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a = cape"
--crowd=20 scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark"
 

 
------=_NextPart_000_0036_01BF0533.A3B0B0C0-- ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 19:50:32 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Maggie part 6 of 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_003E_01BF0533.BB21F8E0" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_003E_01BF0533.BB21F8E0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Maggie Part 6 of 6 "DA Arrested . . ." Maggie read the headline proudly. "District Attorney = Clyde Anders was arrested last night. . . this is so cool!" They were back in the Daily Planet's newsroom. She was sitting on Clark = Kents desk, looking over the headlines for which she was partly = responsible. After the revelation last night from her mother, the Kents = had invited her to spend the night at their house. She had accepted, = mainly because she didn't have any other place to stay. "So, uh, CK - you don't mind if I call you that, do you?" He shook his = head, and she went on. "So, you say that you and Lois were *already* = investigating the DA for suppressing evidence? How do you ... never = mind. I don't really want to know." Maggie re-folded the newspaper. "So, = what was the deal with that informant? Do *all* of your sniches try to = kill Lois?" "Not usually," Lois said from behind Maggie. Maggie just grinned. She = had heard Lois coming up from behind her - her powers had only taken = about a day to return to normal, surprising everyone.=20 "I got a phone call from him this morning, actually. He apologised for = nearly running me over. He was trying to bring me some information when = he was caught and drugged by one of Anders' goons." Lois walked over to = her husband and put her hands on his shoulders. "Hi." He grinned up at her. "Hi." Maggie rolled her eyes. "Ok, people, focus here! I still have two...no = make that three more questions. First off, what's with this interview = here with me? It's on the third page and it makes me sound like I'm here = to hold back the forces of darkness one handed!" Clark laughed. "Well, you did say you wanted to help Superman, right?" "Yeah." She gave him a guarded look, uncertain of where he was taking = this. "And you did say you were going to stick around in Metropolis for a = while, right?" "Uh huh." "That's all it really says." Clark patted her hand reassuringly.=20 Maggie shot him a suspicious look, but went on. "Ok, second-what was the = deal with them trying to kill Superman? ? I mean they had a kryptonite = bullet, and kidnapped Lois and Jimmy, and stuff. Do you have any idea = why?" Clark nodded. "I'd say Intergang knew we were close to exposing the DA = as one of their people and had him take steps to end our investigation. = They must have seen Superman when he helped us." "So what's your other question?" Lois asked. Maggie grinned. "Where's Jimmy? He's taking me to see this new Casper = Van Dien movie - you know, "Methuselah's Children"? It's supposed to be = really good!" "Ah, I think that would be him just coming out of the elevator." Maggie half turned and spotted Jimmy, then flashed Clark a grin. = "Thanks, pal." She slid off the desk and ran to meet Jimmy at the ramp. "Hi, Jimmy!" "Hi, Mags. You ready to go?" "Sure!" They stepped into the elevator, and she paused, hand over the buttons. = "So tell me, Jimmy, is it always this . . . um, eventful around those = two?" Jimmy laughed and shook his head. "You have *no* idea!" The End :) (or is it???) The room was dimly lit. None of those gathered at the table could = clearly see the others' faces. The one at the head of the table settled = back in his chair. "Despite Anders' failure, we will continue with our = plan." "But Superman still lives! If he finds out . . ." One objected. "The plan was partly successful," a woman at the far end of the table = said. "They believe Intergang was behind the attempt." "We will take care of Superman when and if he becomes a problem." The = leader dismissed the others objections with a wave of his hand. "We have = more important things to concern ourselves with." He laughed softly as = he surveyed the map that was part of their table. "Metropolis will soon = be ours!" ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_000_003E_01BF0533.BB21F8E0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Maggie Part 6 of 6
 
 
 

"DA Arrested . . ." Maggie read the headline proudly. "District = Attorney=20 Clyde Anders was arrested last night. . . this is so cool!"

They were back in the Daily Planet's newsroom. She was sitting on = Clark Kents=20 desk, looking over the headlines for which she was partly responsible. = After the=20 revelation last night from her mother, the Kents had invited her to = spend the=20 night at their house. She had accepted, mainly because she didn't have = any other=20 place to stay.

"So, uh, CK - you don't mind if I call you that, do you?" He shook = his head,=20 and she went on. "So, you say that you and Lois were *already* = investigating the=20 DA for suppressing evidence? How do you ... never mind. I don't really = want to=20 know." Maggie re-folded the newspaper. "So, what was the deal with that=20 informant? Do *all* of your sniches try to kill Lois?"

"Not usually," Lois said from behind Maggie. Maggie just grinned. She = had=20 heard Lois coming up from behind her - her powers had only taken about a = day to=20 return to normal, surprising everyone.

"I got a phone call from him this morning, actually. He apologised = for nearly=20 running me over. He was trying to bring me some information when he was = caught=20 and drugged by one of Anders' goons." Lois walked over to her husband = and put=20 her hands on his shoulders. "Hi."

He grinned up at her. "Hi."

Maggie rolled her eyes. "Ok, people, focus here! I still have = two...no make=20 that three more questions. First off, what's with this interview here = with me?=20 It's on the third page and it makes me sound like I'm here to hold back = the=20 forces of darkness one handed!"

Clark laughed. "Well, you did say you wanted to help Superman, = right?"

"Yeah." She gave him a guarded look, uncertain of where he was taking = this.

"And you did say you were going to stick around in Metropolis for a = while,=20 right?"

"Uh huh."

"That's all it really says." Clark patted her hand reassuringly.

Maggie shot him a suspicious look, but went on. "Ok, second-what was = the deal=20 with them trying to kill Superman? ? I mean they had a kryptonite = bullet, and=20 kidnapped Lois and Jimmy, and stuff. Do you have any idea why?"

Clark nodded. "I'd say Intergang knew we were close to exposing the = DA as one=20 of their people and had him take steps to end our investigation. They = must have=20 seen Superman when he helped us."

"So what's your other question?" Lois asked.

Maggie grinned. "Where's Jimmy? He's taking me to see this new Casper = Van=20 Dien movie - you know, "Methuselah's Children"? It's supposed to be = really=20 good!"

"Ah, I think that would be him just coming out of the elevator."

Maggie half turned and spotted Jimmy, then flashed Clark a grin. = "Thanks,=20 pal."

She slid off the desk and ran to meet Jimmy at the ramp. "Hi, = Jimmy!"

"Hi, Mags. You ready to go?"

"Sure!"

They stepped into the elevator, and she paused, hand over the = buttons. "So=20 tell me, Jimmy, is it always this . . . um, eventful around those = two?"

Jimmy laughed and shook his head. "You have *no* idea!"

The End :)

(or is it???)

The room was dimly lit. None of those gathered at the table could = clearly see=20 the others’ faces. The one at the head of the table settled back = in his chair.=20 "Despite Anders' failure, we will continue with our plan."

"But Superman still lives! If he finds out . . ." One objected.

"The plan was partly successful," a woman at the far end of the table = said.=20 "They believe Intergang was behind the attempt."

"We will take care of Superman when and if he becomes a problem." The = leader=20 dismissed the others objections with a wave of his hand. "We have more = important=20 things to concern ourselves with." He laughed softly as he surveyed the = map that=20 was part of their table. "Metropolis will soon be = ours!"

-----------------------
"Whoever = said the human=20 race was logical?"  Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage=20 Home
 
"Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" = "Is it a=20 plane?"
"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a = cape"
--crowd=20 scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark"
 

 
------=_NextPart_000_003E_01BF0533.BB21F8E0-- ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:11:24 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Roseann Buonadies Subject: Re: Printing fanfics...was :Greetings from a lurker MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/21/1999 1:58:26 AM Eastern Daylight Time, melisma@INTERGATE.BC.CA writes: << And what about in WordPerfect? I use WordPerfect 8 now that I can't get my fists on Word, like I had on my old puter... /sticks her lower lip out in a MAJOR pout... Melisma >> Melisma, when you go to printer in WP, click on the tab for "Two-Sided Printing" and you'll see a listing for "Manual, two steps -- odd, even" Experiment with the correct way the paper should go back into the printer. I haven't used the manual printing setting at home on my LaserJet, so I don't know how the paper goes back in ... I just go into work on Monday an hour early and use my duplex printer....heh, heh.... Roseann ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:39:55 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: OT> Addressing parents/adults In-Reply-To: <386224962.938035546312.JavaMail.root@web02.pub01> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 5:25 PM -0400 9/22/99, Joy Sowell wrote: > I had friends from the north who refered to their parents as sir and/ >or ma'am. Also, I know kids here that don't do it. I guess it depends on >your parents and how they feel. In my case, one is from Georgia and the >other Tennesse. However, even though my mom is from TN, her mom is from NY, >and she likes children to address adults formally. Agreed that it depends on the parents and their preferences. My daughter is four, and is at the age where we need to decide if we are "Jim and Kathy" to her friends, or "Dr. and Mrs. Brown". I think this is a generational thing ... when I was a kid, I would *never* address my parents' friends or our neighbors by their first names. But most of my friends now, both with and without kids, prefer that Amy call them by their first names. This goes for friends that I've known for years, as well as mothers of Amy's preschool-mates. We have exactly one friend our age who insists that her children call everyone Dr/Mr/Mrs, and wants to be refered to in that way as well. This is for friends, though ... for adults she doesn't know as well, such as our neighbors or Jim's co-workers, they are always Dr/Mr/Mrs to her. Kathy (who, if she had said "yes sir" or "yes, ma'am" to her parents as a kid, would probably have made them fall over. ) ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 22:41:33 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: PROMO- S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" In-Reply-To: <19990922224153.31734.qmail@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 6:41 PM -0400 9/22/99, Kath Roden wrote: >Oh, my goodness, I'm getting chills just reading the promo! Whoa ... you are the third person to use that exact phrase ... cool. (no pun intended ;)) And yes, the episode is great. Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 22 Sep 1999 21:26:15 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I hate this! Now I have to wait for the 26th to read it! How could you do this to me!! :-) I still have to work and stuff, you know! Seriously, I can't wait. Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Kathy Brown To: Sent: Wednesday, September 22, 1999 12:10 PM Subject: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" > PROMO: S6, episode 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe > > Airing Sunday, September 26, 1999 > > ____________ > > > ANNOUNCER: For six years, Clark Kent and Lex Luthor have opposed one another > in a contest for the soul of Metropolis.... > > ________ > > Superman: "This ends NOW." > > *** > > Lex: "Let the games begin!" > > _________ > > ANNOUNCER: ... and the heart of Lois Lane. > > _________ > > << shot of Lois cuddling with Lex in "Fly Hard" >> > > > << shot of Lois kissing Clark in "Whine, Whine, Whine" >> > > > Lois, crying in front of the mirror in her wedding dress: "Lois Lane ... > *Kent*." > > _________ > > ANNOUNCER: On one side, the wealth, power and resources of LexCorp... > > > << shot of Lex smoking a cigar, sitting back in his chair triumphantly >> > > > ANNOUNCER: On the other, the unearthly might of Superman.... > > > << shot of Superman flying over Metropolis >> > > > ANNOUNCER: Until now. > > This Sunday, Season 6 brings you the ultimate confrontation between the Man > of Steel and his arch-enemy. > > __________ > > Clark: "It's *over*, Luthor! Your power is gone, your money is gone, and > your clone story has been exposed for the sham it was. All your flunkies > and sycophants have abandoned you -- even your wife!" > > *** > > Clark: "I think my powers are gone for a while. Right now, I'm Clark Kent, > not Superman." > > Lex, smiling evily and holding a sword: "How very convenient." > > > _________ > > ANNOUNCER: It's one-on-one, man against man. The stakes don't come any > higher ... and the danger to Lois and Clark's happiness has never been > greater. > > _________ > > Luthor recoiled in horror, stumbling backwards, regarding the > stump of his weapon with appalled, disbelieving eyes. And *now* > Clark followed him, the lethal point and wicked cutting edges of > his own sword holding Lex at bay, forcing him ever back, around > the desk, away from the exit... away from freedom. > > *** > > With a ferocious yell, Clark swung the katana with all his > strength in a broad arc -- a clumsy attack that Luthor had no > doubt that he could parry easily, and which, he realised with > glee, would leave Kent wide open for a riposte that would prove > deadly. *Finally*, Kent had made an error, and now he would > *die!* > > The sword of Alexander arced through the air towards Clark, eager > to strike and kill while its target was distracted... > > _______ > > ANNOUNCER: In the final struggle between Kent and Luthor, only one can > survive. And only one *does!* > > _______ > > Clark: "Lois... *please*... you've got to get *out* of here!" > > Lois choked down a sob that came from the furthest depths of her soul, and > ran to him. She could *not* leave him without one last chance to hold him > -- one > last embrace that she knew she would remember for the rest of her life. > > Clark, struggling: "Re--remember me to Laura... and tell her... I love > her... and never forget... that I... will always... love... *you*...." > > _______ > > ANNOUNCER: > > Don't miss the final episode of "Season 6": > > "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe. > > Airing on a monitor near you: > > Sunday, September 26, 1999. > > > > _______ > > Clark, amused: "You've got a real thing about death, haven't you, Luthor? > > ________ > > ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 00:32:02 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM: Lara to Mr. White MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Mr. White- You won't believe this but a breaking news story actually happened at Bibbo's tonight. I have been invited again by the band to conduct individual interviews. But for now i am sending you a rough copy of an article i wrote so you can edit it. I just thought writing up this story would be the perfect opportunity to get "my feet wet." Lara ============================================================= "An Angel Without a Warning" by Lara Wells Daily Planet Last night, a band named Catch 22 performed at a place called BIBBO'S near the waterfront. This was their first trip to Metropolis. The band consists of four members. One of the members looks surprisingly like Daily Planet reporter, Clark Kent. This up and coming band definitely left on a high note. During a performance of their song, "Late Night Salvation," a woman went into premature labor. Amazingly, Superman who is still supposed to be in Taiwan, arrived on the scene, just in time to help deliver the child. Needless to say people were shocked! Who would have guessed that Superman had such a hearing range? The woman gave birth to a baby girl. In honor of the band, her daughter was named Angel. At last report, mother and baby were doing just fine, thanks to Superman. ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 01:31:36 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Clark, sweetheart, I'm sorry. I never meant to pressure you like that. I know about the earthquake and of course you saving people from certain death is more important than me facing my mother. It's just that she is always hinting= about you know what and she might guess when she see's how stressed I am and I'm not sure that I'm ready to face her fussing, because she is going= to fuss. But forget it I'll cope and I'm fine really. So stay as long as they nee= d you and I'll cover for you with Perry and the Planet. I'll say that you'= re out chasing down leads. About your clone..... at the time, if you remember I had a Superman fixation. But you're right I did realise pretty quickly that he wasn't you..... just like you did with ...... Clois. Still there was something about them, something that we felt for them. I suppose we saw a shadow o= f each other in them. There was something tragic about both of them, such = a little time to live. Could this Lara be another..... no I don't want to = go there. I wish your Mom and Dad were here. I always feel better when I'm around Martha and Jonathan. Be careful. I love you, Lois, your wife. ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 01:59:31 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Jonathan and Martha MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi Martha, Hi Jonathan, I'm sorry that you can't make it to Metropolis but I understand that you'= re needed at the farm. I miss you guys but I know that you'll come as soon = as you can. Clark is in Taiwan and this old house gets pretty lonely when he's gone. = He said that he might drop by tonight for a 'flying visit' if it's possib= le but I don't expect him. Things look pretty bad over there and they need him. I'm not sure if Clark has told you about this strange woman who turned up= at the Planet and who looks just like me. At first I thought she might b= e the alternate Lois from the other Universe but then I wondered how she would end up here. Anyway it all looks pretty suspicious and I'm beginni= ng to suspect that she might be another clone. Clark hasn't said but I'm su= re he thinks the same. We never really had a chance to talk about it before= he left and, well it's a touchy subject, neither one of us likes to open old wounds. Which opens up another couple of questions. Why is she here and who put her here? It's all very confusing and I'm not feeling first rate at the moment. Guys, you know your very 'special wish'; I don't want to say too much at= the moment because I'm not exactly sure myself and I don't want to find o= ut until Clark gets back, but that special wish might be coming true. I haven't told anyone and I shouldn't really have mentioned it to you. = You'll be so disappointed if I'm wrong. Clark will be disappointed and I= think that I will be too(surprise!). Anyway I just had to talk to someone about all this and as Clark isn't he= re there's no others that I would rather confide in. Love you both, :Lois. ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 09:16:15 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Sir Phil In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Wed, 22 Sep 1999 17:13:09 -0400 Phillip Atcliffe wrote: > Let's not get started on the > finer distinctions of rank, and why Lady Wendy is more "important" (has > higher precedence, anyway) than "mere" Lady Richards. and waits for the screams> Aaaaaarrrrrgggghhhhhh..... That's _Dr_ Richards, if you please! Wendy (who would never accept an honorary title of any kind, nor use a title of nobility if she had one - actually, one of my good friends is a Baron (of German extraction) but he never uses the title). ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 09:22:50 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Wed, 22 Sep 1999 14:10:46 -0500 Kathy Brown wrote: > PROMO: S6, episode 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone", by Phil Atcliffe My God... chills is right!! I almost can't bear to read this - what am I talking about?! I can't wait to read it!! Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 10:59:59 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Martha, Jonathan (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Hi Mom, Dad, I just wanted to warn you that you might not hear from me for a couple of days. You know I'm busy out here in Taiwan, and the way things are I'll be here another day or so. And the UN people in East Timor have asked if I can stop by Jili on my way back. How could I refuse? But the battery on my laptop is running down, and the phone lines here are mostly down too - I'm using my cellphone to send a couple of emails now (good job it's GSM) but the battery on that won't last much longer either. The good news was that I managed to get back home last night for a couple of hours - Ellen came over for dinner, so I wasn't able to be alone with Lois, but at least we saw each other. And Clark Kent was seen in Metropolis, too. Unfortunately, so was Superman - as I was leaving again I heard a cry for help over at the Ace o' Clubs. I really didn't want Superman to be seen there, but... what could I do? It's a pity you can't get away right now. Apart from... other things, this business with Lara Wells is really upsetting Lois. I think we both suspect now that she must be a clone. And when I think of what Luthor did to our lives with Clois... it makes me mad, you guys. Oh, it's not *her* fault, but I want to know who's behind it. Who is doing this to us? I need to find out where Dr Mamba is now - if he's still in prison and what happened to his research lab. I thought it was destroyed, but his notes must still be out there.... You know, if I could just get a hair or tissue sample, I could get Dr Klein to test her DNA. It might mean telling him more than we want to, but at least we'd know. Anyway, gotta go - they're resuming the search for bodies and I'm needed. If I'm not able to get in touch for a few days, don't worry. Love you both, Clark. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 11:31:44 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Lois (encrypted) In-Reply-To: <199909230131_MC2-85F0-27C0@compuserve.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Hi honey, It was so good to see you last night! I just wish I could have stayed longer, but Superman was needed and I didn't want to arouse suspicion by being away too long. I'm going to be here for another day or so, and then I have to drop by East Timor... :( I want to help, but right now I also need to be with you! Sometimes I wish... but we won't go into that. I suspect that it'd be a case of being careful what you wish for! Anyway, practicalities. I've decided that, the Planet's Far East correspondent notwithstanding, Clark Kent is going to Taiwan. Superman saw him last night - I guess that side-trip to Bibbo's had its advantages - and asked Clark to come and report on the suffering the earthquake's caused, in an attempt to push the Western world into getting more aid out there faster. So Clark will be gone for a couple of days. I'll tell Perry. I understand you don't want to think about the possibilities with Lara. I don't either, honey. But I think we have to, and I wish I could be here to help you. I can't, so... could you check out Dr Mamba? And... if you could bring yourself to get a hair or something >from Lara, we can get Bernie to test it. It might mean having to tell him more than we want, but - well, if what we suspect is true, we might have to do that anyway. And the Planet bomb - it's looking more and more like a NTM plot, but I'm not sure about Carlton's connection with it. Are you? From what Jimmy said when I ran into him last, I suspect he might have been seeing this Harriet Dow on the side - maybe Cat could find out? But there's something suspicious involving Chemco Fireworks. The question is, is Carlton involved, or is he just a dupe? Whichever way it is, it's going to be tough for Perry. My guess is Underhill's involved too - no-one else has the ability to mess up the printing like that. It has to be an insider at the Star. Wish I could be around - I really want to help find out who's behind this! I miss you so much, sweetheart. You know not to worry if I can't call or contact you for a couple of days? I guess you'll worry anyway, but I wish you wouldn't. I love you. I'll be thinking about you, and I'm wearing the ring you put on my finger next to my heart. C. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 11:37:00 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Perry (attachment) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Hi Chief, I'm afraid this has to be quick - Lois will tell you more. Superman dropped by last night. He was very distressed, and he asked me to go out to Taiwan with him to report on the human suffering. He knows we have a correspondent in the Far East, but he said that if a reporter who's known in America writes about it, maybe more people in authority will sit up and take notice. So I'll be gone for a couple of days. However, I've attached my first article, which I hope might get us some additional sales. Superman gave me a pretty in-depth interview. I've told Lois my latest theories on the bomb - she'll fill you in. As for Lara, I'm working on it, but it'll have to wait for now - sorry about that, Chief. Back next week. C.K. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 11:42:39 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Jimmy MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Hi Jimmy - Nice work so far - you've been great. Look, we need more information on Carlton, Underhill and Dow - all their business interests, their finances, their principal business contacts, who they owe money to, whether any of them have paid out or received any large sums of money lately. Can you work with Lara on this? - she could do with the experience, and I think our arts editor might prefer it (he'd already lined someone up to review that gig....). She's got a lot of enthusiasm and initiative, but she needs direction if she's going to make a career in journalism. Let Lois have it all when you're done. Thanks a lot, pal - I appreciate it. C.K. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 06:51:31 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: PJ Piasecki Subject: Re: OT> Addressing parents/adults MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/22/99 10:40:03 PM Central Daylight Time, kathyb@SPRINGNET1.COM writes: << Agreed that it depends on the parents and their preferences. My daughter is four, and is at the age where we need to decide if we are "Jim and Kathy" to her friends, or "Dr. and Mrs. Brown". I think this is a generational thing ... when I was a kid, I would *never* address my parents' friends or our neighbors by their first names. But most of my friends now, both with and without kids, prefer that Amy call them by their first names. >> I was raised never to call any adults by their first names. In fact, I still have kind of a tough time with people I met as a child (mostly in my church) and have known for forty years, calling them by their first names now. However, it's tough for small children, who probably hear their parent's friends referred to by their first names, to even *remember* the last names. We taught our two boys to call our friends Miss or Mr, and their first name. Mr. Kevin, Miss Lori, etc. I think it's important for children to show respect to adults (we get so little of it these days! ) I know my boys think I sound like a broken record, but as I always remind them, the two things I require of them where adults are concerned are courtesy and respect - the very least. What can I say - it's this pesky southern upbringing of mine! Piper ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 06:56:08 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: Ouatim: Cat to Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lara, I've been thinking about our the other night. I had no idea you were so down about Lois and Clark -- I'm sure you can convince them both of your sincerity. But remember, Clark's no fool and Mad Dog Lane got that name for a reason. (Trust me, I know this.) So what kind of trouble are you in? What were you doing in the Congo? Neither Clark, Superman, or Dan Scardino are the answers to your questions -- *you're* the answer. Trust your own strength. Maybe Professor Wells brought you here to help Lois and Clark. Maybe by doing that you'll learn more about yourself. Lara, be careful. You could wind up trapped in the middle. These guys have killed 2 people already. Right now, the Planet is facing the fight of its life. Can you help? Heard you went to Bibbo's -- did you hear anything there about the bombing or about the Star? Oh, and I've been thinking your apartment, too. :) Your closet space is pathetic -- take part of the kitchen, it's wasted space. Get a good sound system and paint the walls something soft, seductive. Cat ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 04:24:38 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Tanya Walsh Subject: Ouatim: Courtney to Mr Underhill (Editor of Star) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Mr Underhill - If you *must* know about the peanut butter incident... Well, it's a long story, and since my source *is* secret (and he told me in *confidence*!) I can't really disclose too much. But if you insist... the rather abridged version follows; My source was enjoying a solitary lunch by the river almost a week ago when the incident occurred. That morning on the way to work he'd been rather rushed, so had hastily grabbed the peanut butter jar, loaf of bread and knife that had been sitting on his kitchen table (reason undisclosed). (I still don't know exactly why he didn't just take money to buy his lunch!) When he came to spread the peanut butter on the sandwich he had great difficulty opening the jar and.. rather foolishly.. decided to ignite the jar with his lighter. I have no idea what the reasoning behind this was... Perhaps he'd read our report regarding the large proportion of natural gas present in peanut butter? Maybe he theorised that somehow his lighter would, through the lid, cause the gas pressure to build up sufficently in the jar to force the lid off. Who knows? It is unclear what happened next. For a reason still undetermined, as he leant over the jar and ignited it, it exploded in his face. The police are still trying to determine what happened, but it seems like there might be some grounding in the natural gas/nut relationship story we ran after all! Who ever would have guessed? --Courtney By the way, could you please resend me, in text only form, your proposition regarding Lara Kent? (The .wpd format was somewhat corrupted when I opened it! ASCII everywhere.) ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 12:50:59 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Thanks for your email - let's just forget about it, okay? I need you to help Jimmy out for a couple of days. He'll be in touch with you about it soon. You'll learn a lot from him - he's been around the Planet about six years now and he's one of the best at what he does. I'll be in touch about the Star when I get back, but for now, I'd suggest you stay away from Courtney Hart. Clark Kent ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 04:54:15 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Tanya Walsh Subject: OUATIM - Courtney to Lara Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Hi Lara Just a quick note - I'm pleased about how our meeting went earlier this week, my editor (Peter Underhill, I'm sure you'll remember him - the chicken man, remember?) - and I, both agree that you're excellent Star material! I've heard through the grapevine that you're not entirely happy about your position at the Planet. Mr White is a hard person to work for, he can be very impatient at times. Lois Lane and Clark Kent aren't much better in my opinion. Please keep this *off the record** - but I personally think they are too wrapped up in their careers, and each other, to take an interest in your well-being and training. Of course, with a career at the Star, you would receive the very best in personal training we could offer you! Sorry, maybe that was taking my "selling" of the Star to you slightly over the top =) You'll find attatched to this message, in text only format a message >from Mr Underhill giving you an outline of our reporter training program. Tell me what you think please =) Your friend and soon to be colleague (I hope!) Courtney ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 08:24:32 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: OUATIM: Clark to Lois (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Jenni Debbage wrote: > > Be careful. > > I love you, > Lois, your wife. Wendy Richards wrote: > > I love you. I'll be thinking about you, and I'm wearing the ring you > put on my finger next to my heart. > > C. > ---------------------- I think the rest of us should leave Wendy and Jenni alone for a while. Sandy smcdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 08:57:49 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Cast list closed MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 09/22/1999 7:14:48 PM Eastern Daylight Time, yconnell@UKF.NET writes: << After a lot of consideration, I've decided to close the cast list for Once Upon A Time In Metropolis. We will not be adding any more characters to the cast list - not even altClark, H G Wells, or Tempus. >> You know, at first I was a bit disappointed that HG Wells wouldn't be appearing, but then I realized he wouldn't be using e-mail! THerefore the other characters would just have to report on his appearances and conversations so he might be there but we wouldn't hear from him directly. ;) --Laurie (glad to have figured this out) ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 09:27:49 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: Re: OT> Addressing parents/adults MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/23/1999 6:52:51 AM Eastern Daylight Time, PJPiasecki@AOL.COM writes: << We taught our two boys to call our friends Miss or Mr, and their first name. Mr. Kevin, Miss Lori, etc. >> when i was a child, all my friends called my parents miss mary and mr dave, they didnt like it, the wanted to be called dr and mrs utowski, but that is a hard name to pronounce for a kid, however they always expected me to treat adults with respect and call them by their last names. Even now, I have a hard time calling adults by their first name, unless they are friends of the family. But my parents were a little older when they had me and my sister, so maybe they were a little more old fashioned than some of the other parents I knew. Alicia ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 16:11:28 GMT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yael Kfir Subject: OUATIM: Scardino to his Operator Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Mr. Kalahan, By the time you get this I’ll be on my way to Metropolis. An informer of mine died in the Daily Plant explosion a week ago. We were in touch for about a month, I tipped him and he tipped me, and we were on our way to something *big*, I can’t say how big yet. I have some friends in Metropolis >from my last visit there, I’ll get in touch with them and see where do we go >from here. I’ll keep you posted. Agent Dan Scardino ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 12:55:31 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Carolyn Schnall Subject: Re: Maggie part 5 In-Reply-To: <37E91EA8.45414FEC@earthlink.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Thanks Nan, Got it now:) Carolyn >It's on the message boards, but don't worry. She did a rewrite, which I >helped proof for her last night. She's going to post the whole thing >again, probably either today or tomorrow. > >Nan > >Carolyn Schnall wrote: > >> Sorry to bother everyone but I never got Maggie part 3:( >> >> Anybody fot it? >> >> Thanks, >> Carolyn >> cschnall@mail.med.cornell.edu >> >> > Yep. You were right:-) Don't worry, Superman won't be out of town too >>long. I should have the next part up in a couple of days. Its mostly >>written up already, I just need to add a little more. >>----------------------- >> >"Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek >>IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a >>plane?" >> >"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" >> >--crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" >> > >> > >> > ----- Original Message ----- From: >>Cynthia Haste To: >>LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU Sent: Saturday, September 18, 1999 >>11:29 PM Subject: Re: Maggie part 5 >> >StarKitty wrote: >> > >> >"Clark said you needed a lift?" >> > >> > >> > >> > >> >Giggle... Superman taxi service. Thanks for not making me wait another >>four days to find out if Maggie was okay. I'm not the most paitent person >>in the world, and I might have had to pester your poor mom to get you >>going again. >> > >> >I can't wait to see what they come up with in California. Just try not >>to keep Superman out of town too long, since someone's already tried to >>kill Lois twice in the last twenty-four hours. >> > >> >Told ya you'd need more than five parts. >> > >> >Cindy >> > >> > >> >Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is >>fine. - Honore de Balzac >> > >> >The Rules of Chocolate: If you've got melted chocolate all over your >>hands, you're eating it too slowly. >> > ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 18:41:03 GMT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yael Kfir Subject: OUATIM: Dan to Lara Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed >I looked up your email on the Daily Planet directory. I hope that was >okay? Sure, anytime. It's not everyday a fine looking woman just writes to me, and relieving me from the embarrassing part of "hey, my name is Dan, and you look really nice..." stuff. >>> People always call me Lois when i am on the streets of Metropolis. They always ask me about my husband Clark! This really bugs <<< I'm really sorry for calling you Lois, and sorry if that hurt you, but hey - you do look like her, so you can't really blame me. How about changing your hair or something ?(don't misunderstand me, you do look great!). >Basically what I am trying to ask you is if you would like to go out with >me sometime? How about this Saturday night? I heard "Godzilla" is playing in the Mercury Theatre Center. I'll pick you up at eight? Dan. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 14:13:45 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lois, Did I say good job on the insecticide story? I can't remember. We've got to find out what's going on at the Star. I just got the latest circulation figures back and we're slipping. It's not much yet, but it's a slippery slope. If you see any of the junior staff, please don't let them know I'm worried - I need to keep morale up right now. BTW, Lois, are you OK honey? You sounded kinda tired when we spoke on the phone earlier. Clark's not keeping you up again...if you get my drift? Perry ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 13:26:24 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Planet staff MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit People, I just got the latest circulation figures back, and it's pretty good, considering the situation we're in. We've slipped a couple of points, but it's nothing we can't recover from. Congratulations to you all, and keep up the good work. Don't y'all start thinking your editor has gone soft, though. I'm still expecting 110% from you all, and I want to see those points back and then some. Get to it!! Perry White ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 14:14:45 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: PROMO> S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Eleven out of ten for this one, Kathy/Phil! I'm absolutely on the edge of my seat now...what was that, Perry? Oh, Perry says he'll give me some paava leaves to help calm me down while I wait for Sunday to roll around ;) Regards, Yvonne...no, Perry...no, Yvonne...It's Yvonne, I tell you! Judas Priest, you'd think I could get my own name right. ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 19:46:39 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Cat, > Perry, I gave you my dentist's card last month! It's in the left hand > pocket of that suit jacket you always wear. Crisis management of your teeth > is not the way to go here, Chief. Darlin', I already have one woman in my life nagging me - I'd appreciate it if you didn't join in. >I gave Lisa a call; she'll see you > tomorrow at 7:OO am before her appointments. > Fine. Let's hope she's gentle with me. Perry ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 20:18:39 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: OT> Addressing parents/adults MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit When my nieces were very little, they used to call their parents by their christian names. Not because they were particularly encouraged to do so, although my sister and her husband took steps to correct them. My theory was that they heard all the adults refer to their parents as Anne and Pete, so that was obviously how they were supposed to be addressed. Over time, they gradually changed over to Mummy and Daddy instead - probably when they started to learn that other children didn't do the same thing. ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:45:45 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Clark, Hope this reaches you before you leave for Taiwan. I had it in mind to send you over there anyway, so it's good Superman is taking you with him. The story will tie in nicely with your hurricane survivors series. BTW, tell Superman thanks for the Paava leaves - he flew by so quickly I didn't have a chance to thank him. I guess the undercover job will have to wait a couple of days, but the Planet can survive a good long while yet. Nice Superman interview, although, Clark, I thought you were letting your emotions run a little too close to the surface there. A seasoned reporter like you should have learned by now to keep your distance with these human tragedies. I've toned it down just a tad. Perry ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 06:57:47 +1000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Re: OT> Addressing parents/adults In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" When I was a kid, we all called our parents' friends Mr & Mrs. Mum and Dad were Mum & Dad, although I do recall the fun I had during a party once, trying to get their attention and having to call them Mr and/or Mrs to do that! Some years ago, when I was visiting my parents, some friends of theirs were also visiting, and when I referred to them as Mr & Mrs G, they actually said to me that as I was grown up enough now, I should call them by their first names, and it felt SO weird! Our kids call our friends by their first names. In fact Joe likes both the kids to call him Joe instead of Dad, which I don't like much, but it's his name, after all so I guess he can decide. Jen At 09:27 AM 23/09/99 EDT, you wrote: >In a message dated 9/23/1999 6:52:51 AM Eastern Daylight Time, >PJPiasecki@AOL.COM writes: > ><< We taught our two boys to call our friends Miss or Mr, and their first >name. > Mr. Kevin, Miss Lori, etc. >> > >when i was a child, all my friends called my parents miss mary and mr dave, >they didnt like it, the wanted to be called dr and mrs utowski, but that is a >hard name to pronounce for a kid, however they always expected me to treat >adults with respect and call them by their last names. Even now, I have a >hard time calling adults by their first name, unless they are friends of the >family. But my parents were a little older when they had me and my sister, >so maybe they were a little more old fashioned than some of the other parents >I knew. > >Alicia > > jenerator@ozemail.com.au -*-This message is umop ap!sdn (Jenerator or Some1Else on IRC) -*- JenerEight on AIM -*- ICQ: 11477318 Photos of David (7) and Megan (4) on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 16:34:49 CDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jessi Mounts Subject: Re: PROMO- S6, ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed > >Clark: "Lois... *please*... you've got to get *out* of here!" > >Lois choked down a sob that came from the furthest depths of her soul, and >ran to him. She could *not* leave him without one last chance to hold him >-- one >last embrace that she knew she would remember for the rest of her life. > >Clark, struggling: "Re--remember me to Laura... and tell her... I love >her... and never forget... that I... will always... love... *you*...." > ACK! No!! Where's Sunday!? Jessi jessi914@hotmail.com ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 17:34:48 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: OUATIM: Clark to Lois (encrypted) In-Reply-To: <37EA1C00.FD685C5F@erols.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 8:24 AM -0400 9/23/99, Sandy McDermin wrote: >Jenni Debbage wrote: >> >> Be careful. >> >> I love you, >> Lois, your wife. > > >Wendy Richards wrote: >> >> I love you. I'll be thinking about you, and I'm wearing the ring you >> put on my finger next to my heart. >> >> C. >> ---------------------- > >I think the rest of us should leave Wendy and Jenni alone for a >while. ROTFL!!! And here I was sitting her thinking "awww, how sweet!" Guess we know where your mind was. ;) Kathy (still chuckling) ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:41:34 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Ouatim: Lara to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/23/99 6:21:11 AM EST, Ccmalo@AOL.COM writes: << So what kind of trouble are you in? What were you doing in the Congo? Neither Clark, Superman, or Dan Scardino are the answers to your questions -- *you're* the answer. Trust your own strength. Maybe Professor Wells brought you here to help Lois and Clark. Maybe by doing that you'll learn more about yourself. >> You hit the nail right on the head Cat! Professor Wells rescued me from the Congo and for the life of me I can't remember why i was there. All he said is that he was going to bring me to a place so i could learn from "the masters." I was like, "the Masters?" Believe me i was so confused. He told me not to get too settled in because Metropolis is not really my home! He said that after a certain amount of time i would really have to go home, or things would go out of whack! I am not sure what this guy was talking about.. I just figured he was tired and he didn't realize what he was saying. Do you think he meant that the Congo, was not my home? I have to admit as bad as the Congo sounds, it really wasn't THAT bad! I mean I did meet this guy and he was kinda like "Indiana Jones.." and we spent a lot of time together and.. well nevermind.. I can tell you more about this guy over a cup of coffee or something. ;) Other then that guy, i was pretty much on my own. Actually the more I think about it, that guy reminded me a lot of the relationship, Lois and Clark have. We were best friends, but he disappeared before we could of become more then friends... :( Maybe you should stop by and bring color samples. I like the ideas you have for my apartment. Especially when you use the word *seductive.* And speaking of that word, although this really has nothing to do with that,. I took a risk and asked Dan out on a date. We are going out on Saturday and I am so excited! This is the first date since "you know who"in the Congo. Dan and I are going to see Godzilla. Actually LOL! when i think about it, this guy and i, on our first date, we were the movie! Charles and i .. his name was Charles King.. Charles and i ran around the jungle. We had a jungle scavenger hunt.... Man.. i really miss King... {i called him Charlie for short...} But enough about Charlie, I mean i will probably never find him again... Well if you like you can stop by on Saturday and help me redorate before Dan gets here. I don't want him to think he is going out with "Lois Lane," again if you know what i mean. Maybe we can even talk to him about this bombing thing. The movie starts at 8pm so you are welcomed to come anytime before that. Well i gotta fly.. I have some editing to do on this Bibbo story.. TTFN! Lara {who is much happier, now that Perry isn't telling her to get lost or something.. LOL!} ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:41:36 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lara to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/23/99 6:52:31 AM EST, ida18@HRM.KEELE.AC.UK writes: << Thanks for your email - let's just forget about it, okay? >> It's forgotten! =) I will be more then happy to work with Jimmy. I just have one question, I got this really weird email from Courtney. Something about me joining the Star or something. I know that you are busy covering the story about Superman being in Taiwan and stuff... so should i forward the message from Courtney to Jimmy and have him look at it? Or would you like a copy of the message too. Assuming that you have time and everything. Thanks. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:41:40 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM: Lara to Lois Lane MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ok i figure now is the time to just bite the bullet and go for it! I think it would be best that you and i met. You have been giving me the cold shoulder ever since I came onto the scene, and i really want to know what i did wrong. Did i do anything to offend you. besides saying that comment about Clark. {I already apologized about to himand we have moved on} I realize that you probably have a lot of questions for me and I am more then willing to answer them if you would let me. I just want to set the record straight that I am DEFINATELY not an evil clone. I read a series of articles you and Clark did on those clones in the archives. I do not eat frogs! Heck i can't even stand touching those nasty things! I really want to put this all behind me. You probably don't realize this, but i highly RESPECT you. Heck i look up to you and I want to learn how to be a better journalist. That is why Professor Wells sent me here. He wants me to learn from the best. I heard you are not feeling well and I am sorry. I will keep you in my prayers. If we want to schedule this meeting it should probably be when you are feeling better and when Clark gets home from Taiwan. That way all three of us can meet and I can try to answer all of the questions you have to the best of my knowledge. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:41:37 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lara to Dan MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/23/99 2:13:15 PM EST, zaglembia@HOTMAIL.COM writes: << How about this Saturday night? I heard "Godzilla" is playing in the Mercury Theatre Center. I'll pick you up at eight? >> Eight o'clock sounds wonderful Dan! ;) I didn't know that "Godzila," was at the Mercury. That movie is so pathetic that it is funny! I like to imitate the Japenese subtitles.. It used to crack up my friends whenever i did it! LOL! I have been meaning to do something different. I know that Lois dresses kind of conservatively, well at least ever since she married Clark Kent, so maybe I should dress more like Cat! I can see it now, Lara Wells attending "Godzilla," in a slinky, black dress! ;) LOL! Thanks so much for saying yes. People seem to dislike the fact that I look a lot like Lois. Especially Lois herself. I can't help it that we look just alike. I mean maybe we are long lost twins! And i also want to go onto the record, that no matter what people say about me, I AM NOT A CLONE! I would never hurt Lois or Clark. Actually I highly respect them. See you Saturday.. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:49:08 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kristin Olsen-Molnar Subject: for yvonne MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ok, all of a sudden the Martha person appeared and contradicted everything I wrote! She didn't responf to my e-mails and she didn't even tell me! don't you think we should discus these things? I don't mean to cause trouble but she should be paying attention! I am enjoying this but her messages were answered in contradiction to mine, and I don't think that's team playing! Especially since it took her so long to get involved with the story! Thank you. Kristin(Jonathon) ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:50:29 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Clark to Lois (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/23/99 5:34:13 PM EST, kathyb@SPRINGNET1.COM writes: << ROTFL!!! And here I was sitting her thinking "awww, how sweet!" Guess we know where your mind was. ;) Kathy (still chuckling) >> I feel the same way! I almost fell out of my chair after reading that! Alexis ;-.) {who still ROTFL when she thinks about it!} ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 22:05:14 -0000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: PrincesAzul Organization: Prodigy Internet Subject: Quatim MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Does anyone know the order in which they were posted? Thanks!!! Wendy ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 23 Sep 1999 21:19:16 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Newspaper Internship MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0165_01BF0609.4AB966C0" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0165_01BF0609.4AB966C0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable I'm looking for information on newspaper internships. Do any of you = know anything or know where I could find out more? Thanks :-) Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_000_0165_01BF0609.4AB966C0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
I'm looking for information on = newspaper=20 internships.  Do any of you know anything or know where I could = find out=20 more?  Thanks :-)
 
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------=_NextPart_000_0165_01BF0609.4AB966C0-- ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 09:07:15 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nicole Wolke Subject: Kudos to the OUATIM writers MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I just want to let you all know how much I enjoy OUATIM. What a great new idea! It took me some time to figure out what is going on, but now I'm hanging on your guys lips (or keyboards for that matter). I'm a little disappointed though that Alt-Clark won't be there. I certainly would have liked to volonteer for him (although I would have needed an explanation why he's no master of the english language ). Should you change your mind on this one. Yvonne, just let me know :-) But besides that: Wonderful job you guys :-) and I hope someone will safe all the emails in order and publish them once the story is finished. take care Nicole -- AKA CKgroupie on IRC NKWolke@eifel-net.net (Attention everyone: My email addy has changed!) ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 04:32:37 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Clark (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi Ya, Isn't that just like you! You come home on a 'flying visit' to support your wife on a visit from her mother and you end up at some sleazy night club! Only kidding, honey. It was nice to see you even for a short time and mother was less annoying than usual. She really appreciated the fact tha= t we needed her help. I just hope that she doesn't get over enthusiastic o= n her 'investigations' and end up in trouble. I'm not sure that I trust he= r "I can be discreet, Lois". I thought that you might like to know that mother and baby are doing well= , thanks to you. I just hope that the poor little baby is not traumatised = by it's arrival into the world in the 'Ace of Hearts'. Speaking of babies..... I've decided that I've put this off far too long and that whenever you get home we're going to find out for sure. Do you think that Dr Mamba is around again? I hope not. He was so smarm= y, hitting on me like he did. He's old enough to be my father. = Lara Wells contacted me and asked if we could meet and I suppose we can't= put it off any longer. I'll wait a few days to see if you can make it ba= ck then I'll invite her round. I don't really want her in our home but if w= e want to take a sample or something then we can do that better here than i= n a restaurant or something. Clark, I don't even know if you will get this message. I try to imagine how it must be like for you, searching for survivors and knowing that tim= e is running out for those poor people. And I know how it breaks your hear= t to not be on time. But sweetheart you do make a difference. The world needs Superman and Clark Kent. And so do I and I will be waiting til you come back to me. I love you so much, Lois ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 04:33:46 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Ouatim: Lois to Jimmy MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi Jimmy, I'm not sure if Clark has already emailed you but we'd like you to check out NTM. Get everything you can on them even down to the board of directors' hat size. Also run a check on Carlton, Underhill and Dow. I bet I'm like an echo here. I think Clark is going to suggest you work with Lara Wells. So maybe you= could keep an eye on her too. Find out where she came from and what she'= s doing here. And most of all keep her out of my hair. She sent me a message saying that she want's to meet me and while I realize that I can'= t keep ignoring her forever, especially since she works for the Planet I'd like to wait until Clark get's back. = You know that he's covering Superman's rescue missions. He get's all the= good jobs. = Well, I don't actually think that covering an earthquake is good. I mea= n I wish there hadn't been one in the first place but seeing as how it happened and the world has to know about it then Clark is the best person= to tell them. = I'm babbling again, aren't I? Now I even babble in my emails....... gees= h. Let me know what you find out about NTM. And Jimmy I don't need to tell you that we need this asap. Lois ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 04:34:01 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Henderson MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Henderson, Long time no hear. = How's that bomb report going? You mentioned something about a chemical explosive. Can I suggest that you send the report and anything else you'= ve got on the stuff over to Dr Klein at Star Labs. He's the best there is a= nd he's also a friend. I'll get in touch with him and tell him to pull out all the stops on this. Anymore info on the van? Lois Lane ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 04:34:17 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Bernard Klein MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi Dr Klein, I guess you've heard about the disaster at the Planet. We were all shake= n up pretty badly but as you can see we're trying to keep the paper going. Dr Klein we need your help. The police forensic team is having difficult= y identifying the explosive that was used.... some mention of a new chemica= l. Could you take a look at it for us? I've asked Inspector Henderson to contact you. Let me know if you find anything. Oh and Superman probably would have dropped by but he's taken Clark and they're off saving the world. Thanks, Lois ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 04:35:41 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Ms Hart MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Ms Hart, I can't believe I'm doing this but while I don't think much of your journalistic skills I don't think that you'd stoop to murder. Are you aware that your boss and the Star are attempting to sabotage the printing of the Daily Planet? There have been lots of unexplained incidents at the printers and all of them result in slowing down printin= g the Planet. None of the problems seem to effect the production of the Star. Don't you find that a little suspicious since your boss so kindly offered to help the Planet out in our hour of need? If you have any reporter's instincts surely they must be telling you that= something is very wrong? BTW have you heard from........ what's his name lately. I can't quite remember the name but rat springs to mind. Ms Lane ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 04:35:06 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Ouatim: Lois to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Cat, How are you doing? Have you heard from Perry that the sales figures are slipping? I don't think he wants that put about. Doesn't want to effect= everyone's morale. We have to get moving on this bombing story and then get things back to normal. Huh normal! When were our lives ever normal? The thing is Clark and I are investigating NTM, except Clark has now flow= n off into the wide blue yonder with a certain Man of Steel and I'm not sur= e how long he'll be gone. You were the first to suggest that there was something flakey about NTM's= takeover bid so I'd be grateful if you could keep an eye on the top playe= rs in your inimitable style. I've got Jimmy doing a background search on NTM's directors but he doesn't have your 'assets' or your society contact= s. We're looking into Harry Dow and Chemco Fireworks and it looks promising.= = Thanks for the tip. And Cat thanks for not speaking about that subject we're not speaking about. Lois ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 03:18:47 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Tanya Walsh Subject: OUATIM: Courtney Hart to Lois Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Ms Lane Yes, I am aware of this - in fact I e-mailed Mr Underhill quite recently expressing my concerns about these problems. He... didn't write back... so I'm not entirely sure what's going on. Please don't think I have anything to do with this Lois - I know we haven't exactly been on the best of terms, but I *do* know that you know me well enough to KNOW that there is *no way* I would be involved in *anything* like this. You may not like the genre I write in, but I am still a good reporter and you know that. And you *know* I have good journalistic skills - remember all the exams I scored higher than you in? Or can you not bear to be reminded? Lois, I'm not on *your* side, but I *am* on the side of *justice*. I do believe in justice, and I'm not going to sit back and let something unjust happen in front of my nose, even if it's to a rival paper. --Courtney And please, please leave Jarrod out of this. Why can you not let go of the past? >Ms Hart, > >I can't believe I'm doing this but while I don't think much of your >journalistic skills I don't think that you'd stoop to murder. > >Are you aware that your boss and the Star are attempting to sabotage the >printing of the Daily Planet? There have been lots of unexplained >incidents at the printers and all of them result in slowing down printing >the Planet. None of the problems seem to effect the production of the Star. Don't you find that a little suspicious since your boss so kindly >offered to help the Planet out in our hour of need? > >If you have any reporter's instincts surely they must be telling you that >something is very wrong? > >BTW have you heard from........ what's his name lately. I can't quite >remember the name but rat springs to mind. > >Ms Lane ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 10:03:43 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: OUATIM: Mr. Underhill to Courtney Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Courtney, I have a source that has some information that will make your career. You will have to be careful; this is a dangerous assignment. The details are too sensitive for even an encrypted e-mail. I'll fill you in at the office today. My degree is in Journalism, but I know my way around a computer. Why don't people ever learn that sensitive material should not be sent via e-mail? Oh well, it makes our jobs easier. Enough babbling. Let's just say that this is bigger than the story about Superman and Ms. Lane having an affair. You may hire Laura Wells to be your assistant, if you wish. However, NO one else. Clark Kent tried to go undercover a few years ago at another paper, and I'd be surprised if Perry didn't try it again with somone else. BTW, that peanut butter jar story reminds me of my college days. Did you know that Perry and I wre roomates? Remind me to tell you later about the time we put cool aid in the fountain. Ahh, the memories. Your EIC, Mr. Underhill __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 16:44:32 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: OUTIM - Arbitrator's Message MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Posting for Yvonne as she's having trouble getting through right now. Apologies if this appears twice, as I understand Kathy might already have posted it. Kathy, if you haven't - don't. ************************** Kristin wrote: ok, all of a sudden the Martha person appeared and contradicted everything I wrote! She didn't responf to my e-mails and she didn't even tell me! don't you think we should discus these things? I don't mean to cause trouble but she should be paying attention! I am enjoying this but her messages were answered in contradiction to mine, and I don't think that's team playing! Especially since it took her so long to get involved with the story! Thank you. Kristin(Jonathon) Kristin, there's more than one reason why someone might not be contributing to the game. In Carms' (Martha) case, it's because she's been having problems with her AOL account and as a result hasn't been able to catch up on her emails - she's still reading emails she received two weeks ago. Her message may have been out of date, but she was just doing her very best to catch up and participate as well as she could under the difficult circumstances she found herself in. I must offer my apologies to you, Carms, for not sharing this information earlier with the other members of the cast, and hope you continue to participate and have as much fun as the rest of us are having. Kristin, quite a few people in the game are corresponding privately with each other in order to help each other out and keep the story moving along, and this is something I would encourage. If you can't get hold of someone, there's usually a good reason. For example, you might have noticed that Harry Pollack, the print works foreman, is not around. That's because Hazel, who is playing him, is NOMAIL until early October. Regards, Yvonne Arbitrator, Once Upon A Time In Metropolis ----------------------------------- Yvonne M Connell PC Support Manager Tel: 0181 309 3941 Fax: 0181 309 3960 Email: yconnell@unmf.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 13:52:34 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Dunn Subject: OUATIM: Henderson to Lois and Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lois and Clark- Attached is a copy of the forensics report. There were a number of compunds including sulphur and phosphorus and potassium chlorate ( a particularly nasty, highly explosive, controlled chemical.) Aside from the potassium chlorate, these are commonly obtained chemicals. We continue to sift through rubble. We have found nothing besides twisted metal, a few peanut butter jars, oh, and one item we're sending over to Star Labs. It's another piece of twisted metal, but something about it seemed fishy. Maybe someone over there can tell us what it is. My detectives interviewed Jeffers yesterday. He was a real clam. We'll need to apply the right kind of heat to him before he will open up. We think he knows something. If your learn anything from your end, I trust you will let me know. The DA's office is really breathing down my neck on this one. They want to take evidence to the Grand Jury ASAP. Keep in touch, Henderson ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 14:17:25 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Dunn Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lois to Henderson MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Sorry Lois. Our emails passed each other in cyberspace. I will forward the forensics report and a chemical sample to Dr. Klein, although I am sure my staff did their job in as detailed fashion as is possible. I'm told there are no new chemicals... only new combinations of old ones. Henderson ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 14:24:57 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Dunn Subject: OUATIM: Henderson to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Sorry for the bits and pieces today... it's the story of my life. Want to hear it?.... I didn't mention the van because we are still trying to reassemble the dashboard in order to read the vehicle ID number. So far, we have kd7 somewhere in the middle of a standard 12 digit alphanumeric ID number. The number of possible combinations are too many to run on our computer. We're hoping to get more.... know anyone good at jigsaw puzzles? Henderson ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 19:25:19 GMT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yael Kfir Subject: OUATIM: Dan to Lois (encrypted) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Hi Lois, I'm in Metropolis now, and at last I've got two minutes to write to you. I'm meeting inspector Henderson tomorrow morning, about things that has to do with the Planet's explosion. You don't know that but Jack, who died last week, got in touch with me about a month ago. Apparently he had suspicions about Ron Jeffers involve in some dirty business that included smuggling of a new weapon from Zaire, a new deadly gas. We named it BH-13. I got my hands on MPD lab report, and we suspect that there was BH-13 in that bomb. I'll be glad to tell you everything I can when we meet. Which reminds me something else: I met a woman who could be your twin sister, but is not. She told me you and her don't really get along, and I just want to be sure I'm not steeping on anyone's toes by going out with her. If you don't feel comfortable with it, just let me know. Dan. ********** Yael Kfir. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 16:57:11 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Clarissa Kent Organization: @Home Network Member Subject: I need to know...... Comments: To: LOISCLA-GENERAL-L@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU. MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey everyone I just wanted to know if anyone read the story about Lois and Clark going to Rome, because I REALLY want to read it but I can't remember the name or where to find it. Is this where I yell Help Superman? ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 14:19:57 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Cynthia Haste Subject: Re: I need to know...... MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I think you mean Fumbling Toward Ecstasy. It's archived in week 2 of September on the list archives at: http://listserv.indiana.edu/archives/loiscla-general-l.html Clarissa Kent wrote: > Hey everyone I just wanted to know if anyone read the story about Lois > and Clark going to Rome, because I REALLY want to read it but I can't > remember the name or where to find it. Is this where I yell Help > Superman? -- Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is fine. - Honore de Balzac The Rules of Chocolate: If you've got melted chocolate all over your hands, you're eating it too slowly. ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 16:21:17 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Lara Blasingame Subject: I need to know...... -Reply Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Hi Clarissa! The story you are taliking about is Fumbling Toward Ectasy by Susan VanCott. You can download it from the list serv or from Susan's web site. http://www.angelfire.com/ny/loisclark/fumbling.txt It's a good one! Enjoy! Lara larab@pwpl.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 17:27:45 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Clarissa Kent Organization: @Home Network Member Subject: Re: I need to know...... MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thank you! Cynthia Haste wrote: > > I think you mean Fumbling Toward Ecstasy. It's archived in week 2 of > September on the list archives at: > http://listserv.indiana.edu/archives/loiscla-general-l.html > > Clarissa Kent wrote: > > > Hey everyone I just wanted to know if anyone read the story about Lois > > and Clark going to Rome, because I REALLY want to read it but I can't > > remember the name or where to find it. Is this where I yell Help > > Superman? > > -- > Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell you that solitude is fine. > - Honore de Balzac > > The Rules of Chocolate: If you've got melted chocolate all over your > hands, you're eating it too slowly. ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 18:02:38 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: I need to know...... Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit You need to get to the listserv archive immediately. It's grrreat. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 00:31:29 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Quatim MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Wendy asked: > Does anyone know the order in which they were posted? > Alas, no. If I were to do this again , I'd try to come up with a way of numbering the posts, but it's too late now. I've got them stored in chronological order, and we'll be posting up a synopsis soon so that everyone can play catch-up who wants to. Yvonne ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 20:01:55 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Stephani E. VanWert" Subject: Ouatim: Jimmy to Lois, Clark and Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey guys... Sorry 'bout the group e-mail but I don't have a lot of time. Anyways...I was looking through the financial records of everyone you have asked about and I found a deposit made to each of them dating the week before the explosion. The deposits were all for 20 million each. They came from a company called Merridian Corps. Have any of you heard of them before? Lara-Can you meet me at my place at 6 so we can start the research on NTM? I could really use your help... Jimmy. ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 20:20:49 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Eileen F. Ray" Subject: L&C Fanfic Skip Week: Saturday, September 25, 1999 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi everyone, Just a reminder that this is a skip week for L&C Fanfic. And don't forget next week we do our 'Unintentional Season' finale :). Cheers, Eileen ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 18:35:01 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Irene D." Subject: OT - Looking for Las Vegas FoLCs MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Completely OT but my hubby and I are going to be visiting that very adult playground, Las Vegas, early in October. Are there any FoLCs who live in or around there who might like to meet up (if possible)? Irene __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Bid and sell for free at http://auctions.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 21:38:15 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM: Lara to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Cat- I remember you asking about what happened at the Ace of Clubs. You asked me if I saw anything suspicious, I should tell you. Well there is something I saw that i found highly suspicious, well more like, highly weird but we have to keep it between you and I. When I was rushing out of the club to file the story about the pregnant woman, i ran smack dab into a man. I couldn't see much of him because he was dressed in black. All he said was "I am sorry, miss," and his voice seemed awfully familar. I said "that's okay" and then I ran off. It kinda freaked me out because i thought, OMG what if i just ran into the bomber or something? What if I had been kidnapped after that or something. But the thing that really bugs me is how familiar this guy sounds. I mean he had dark brown hair, almost black in color and he is about as tall as Clark! Pretty freaky huh? Well i better fly.... Clark wants me to team up with Jimmy on this bombing story, so i am going to see what is going on in "his neck of the woods." Lara ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 22:02:21 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dan to Lois to Las Vegas MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Yael Kfir wrote: > Hi Lois, > [SNIP] > > Which reminds me something else: I met a woman who could be your twin > sister, but is not. She told me you and her don't really get along, and I > just want to be sure I'm not steeping on anyone's toes by going out with > her. If you don't feel comfortable with it, just let me know. > > Dan. > > ********** I said I would shut up and not offer any more comments on OUATIM, but I'm gonna make myself a liar just to ask: Why would Dan Scardino give Lois Lane -- a married woman who he dated once, maybe twice -- veto power over who he dates? If Lois and Lara don't get along, then *Lois and Lara* shouldn't date. But Scardino, who didn't get veto power over who Lois married, is fancy free to do as he chooses, right? "Irene D." wrote: > Completely OT but my hubby and I are going to be > visiting that very adult playground, Las Vegas, early > in October. Are there any FoLCs who live in or around > there who might like to meet up (if possible)? I don't live there, but I wouldn't be adverse to you and your hubby taking me along. (You did say adult playground? Just kidding.) Seriously, when I think of a "Folcfest 2000," I think of Las Vegas. Sandy smcdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 22:10:50 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Ouatim: Lara to Jimmy MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/24/99 5:02:11 PM Pacific Daylight Time, VvVCordy@AOL.COM writes: << Lara-Can you meet me at my place at 6 so we can start the research on NTM? I could really use your help... Jimmy. >> Yeah sure! =) I am going to bring along a copy of this email that Courtney Hart sent me. It is really weird and personally I think the Star's interest in me is getting really scary! Lara ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 22:22:44 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: Re: Sir Phil MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 09/22/1999 4:09:12 PM US Eastern Standard Time, kubitc@KENYON.EDU writes: << I'm from Ohio and I've never used either "sir" or "ma'am" to address anyone. >> Really? I am from ohio too and I always address adults as sir and ma'am. I think it's just the way you are brought up. Alicia ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 22:55:18 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Maggie Subject: Re: L&C Fanfic Skip Week: Saturday, September 25, 1999 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I don't think we've mentioned this lately, but since we're in Feedback Mode, I'd like to take a moment for a Cyber Standing Ovation for Eileen, for these nifty reminders of when it's story time, and when it's okay to go out and do groceries (skip weeks! heh) And if you go to a story and miss something Eileen has this wonderfully lovely habit of sending you the log so you can catch up. (folcs are so efficient! :o)) Well, the whole Round Robin Team Rocks, actually, and if you've never been to story writing session, I highly recommend a visit :o) Thanks Eileen (& gang!) Maggie reporting live from the Peanut Gallery ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 00:31:17 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Ann E. McBride" Subject: Re: Newspaper Internship MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/24/99 12:17:49 AM Eastern Daylight Time, jilectan@HOTMAIL.COM writes: << I'm looking for information on newspaper internships. Do any of you know anything or know where I could find out more? Thanks :-) >> I would write to newspapers that I was interested in -- the personel or human resources department and ask them. I think most major papers have internships. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Fri, 24 Sep 1999 22:00:21 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Newspaper Internships MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_00D3_01BF06D8.3231F2A0" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_00D3_01BF06D8.3231F2A0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable I should have been a little (ok, a lot! :-)) more specific with my = original question about internships. Silly me, I guess I thought = everyone out there was telepathic, or something :-) I'm trying to find = out a little about newspaper internships because of my sequal to Maggie = :-) I don't think that I, personally, could be a reporter. Besides = that, I'm a CompSci major at college :-) Maybe web design for a = newspaper, but not the actual news writing, etc. :-) Thank you all for = responding :-) ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home =20 "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_000_00D3_01BF06D8.3231F2A0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
I should have been a little (ok, a lot! = :-)) more=20 specific with my original question about internships.  Silly me, I = guess I=20 thought everyone out there was telepathic, or something :-)  I'm = trying to=20 find out a little about newspaper internships because of my sequal to = Maggie=20 :-)  I don't think that I, personally, could be a reporter.  = Besides=20 that, I'm a CompSci major at college :-)  Maybe web design for a = newspaper,=20 but not the actual news writing, etc. :-)  Thank you all for = responding=20 :-)
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"Whoever = said the human=20 race was logical?"  Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage = Home =20
 
"Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" = "Is it a=20 plane?"
"Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a = cape"
--crowd=20 scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark"
 

 
------=_NextPart_000_00D3_01BF06D8.3231F2A0-- ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 01:39:20 -0500 Reply-To: truitt22@flash.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: timothy truitt Organization: tnt technical services Subject: Re: I need to know...... MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit FUMBLING TOWARD ECSTACY is the name of the story merry Clarissa Kent wrote: > Hey everyone I just wanted to know if anyone read the story about Lois > and Clark going to Rome, because I REALLY want to read it but I can't > remember the name or where to find it. Is this where I yell Help > Superman? ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 04:04:47 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM:Lara to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Clark. I hope things are okay for you. Everyone here at the Planet misses you, especially Lois. ;) Perry keeps asking Lois "when is Clark going to be back?" Lois is clearly annoyed by this but she just politely answers, "soon." Tonight i met with Jimmy at his apartment. Jimmy is a really nice guy. I can definately tell he had some great role models. I took along a copy of that email that Courtney sent me. I have a kind of theory.. what if the person who bombed the Planet was a reporter from the Star? I talked it over with Jimmy and we both decided that having someone go undercover would be a good idea. I know you weren't too keen on having me go undercover, but how about Jimmy? Jimmy told me about all of the times that you guys went "undercover," for stories and i think now it would be a perfect opportunity for Jimmy to try. If you want Jimmy to have a partner, i will be more than happy to volunteer. Jimmy and i could look after each other. I emailed Lois the other day asking her if she wanted to meet with me so I could answer her questions. Maybe after we meet, we should go meet with Jimmy and work something out. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 04:40:27 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: Ouatim: Lois to Jimmy(encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Jimmy, That was quick! 20million? That's a lot! Someone really wanted the Planet out of the way. Course the bombing probably was only part of the job. What are they up too? Why did they want the Planet out of circulation? Find the answer to these questions and we've found our Mr Big. We've discovered that the explosive used might be a new chemical gas call= ed BH-13 imported from Zaire. Again that points to whoever's behind this having a very big bank account and overseas contacts. Merridian Corps? I've never heard of them but they're about to hear from= me. Keep digging Jimmy. I hope Lara Wells can help you out but research migh= t not be to her taste. She's looking for a big scoop to make her name. Lois ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 04:41:08 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Dan (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Dan, Could this new chemical gas BH-13 be a combination of potassium chlorate and something else? Henderson tells me that they found potassium chlorat= e in the bomb and according to him that's not so easy to get in this countr= y. So they shipped it in from Zaire? Could we arrange a meeting to discuss this? I'll be alone as Clark is wi= th Superman in Taiwan or is that East Timor now. I'm having difficulty keeping track of his whereabouts these days. But just remember I'm a married woman and no funny business and no weird gifts either. Keep those for Lara Wells. I can't believe you're dating her. She may= look like me but that's where the similarity ends. Get back to me on a time and place for our meeting. Lois ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 04:41:55 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois & Clark to Henderson(encryptied) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Henderson, Thanks for the information about the potassium chlorate. I not suggestin= g that your forensic team isn't doing their job but Dr Klein is a genuis an= d if there's anything else there then he'll find it. Agent Scardino tells me that you and he have a meeting. He's being very co-operative on this case. He didn't used to be so open, at least not wi= th me. He passed on some info about the explosives which I'm sure you'll he= ar about at your meeting. I'll keep you informed of anything that we discover. Like you we suspect= ed Jeffers but now we think he may just have been used as a decoy to keep us= >from running down Mr Big. He still might be a player, though. We haven'= t ruled anyone out. We also think Underhill might be involved but so far we have no proof of that. What's with peanut butter jars? Their name seems to get around a lot in this case. Were the chemicals transported in peanut butter jars? 'Micke= y Mouse' way to transport a new concoction of explosive chemicals. Still i= f it works....... why not? Lois Lane PS: Thanks for the information about the van and the piece of metal. Ke= ep sifting. ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 09:12:13 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: OUATIM: Cat to Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lara, So Dr. Wells wants you to learn from the masters. Are you sure about this Wells guy? I mean, this sounds like a golf reference. Forget the Indiana Jones wannabe -- relationships that start in jungles never work out. Remember, you have to find the answer about who you are yourself. Maybe, as you help Lois and Clark and Jimmy, you'll find out more about yourself, too. That guy you heard at Bibbo's -- why did you think he might have been the bomber? Why did you think he might kidnap you? Were you at the Planet the day of the bombing? Lara, did you see something that might be a clue to the bomber's identity? I'll pop by this afternoon with some colour ideas but I can't stay to meet Dan -- date with a gymnast -- he took bronze at the Olympics. :) Godzilla? Dan's such a romantic. Glad to hear you'll be helping Jimmy. TTYL, Cat ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 09:12:43 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: OUATIM: CAt to Perry, Lois, Jimmy MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Quick note. Ran into Harry P Doyle in the locker room at my fitness club this morning. Her relationship with Carlton's pretty innocent, I think. She gets around a fair bit -- she was off to meet one of the directors of NTM for lunch, but we were interrupted before I got a chance to ask who. Jimmy, who are NTM's major shareholders? We chatted a bit about her company, Chemco Fireworks. They do a lot of work overseas -- setting up displays at concerts, political rallies, etc. Maybe Africa? Cat ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 09:13:32 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: OUATIM: Cat to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Lois, Not surprised circulation's slipping. We'll recover. The Chief will raise the ghost of Elvis to haunt us forever if we don't. I haven't too much more on NTM yet -- I suspect there may be a connection with Chemco but it could be coincidental -- I'm following it, though. Sorry Clark's gone for a few days but the Asia story's big and his in with Superman 's always been useful. <> What subject? Cat ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 13:34:28 GMT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yael Kfir Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dan to Lois Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed I wrote (as Dan Scardino): >>>>> Hi Lois, [SNIP] Which reminds me something else: I met a woman who could be your twin sister, but is not. She told me you and her don't really get along, and I just want to be sure I'm not steeping on anyone's toes by going out with her. If you don't feel comfortable with it, just let me know. Dan. <<<<< and Sandy McDermin wondered: >>>>> Why would Dan Scardino give Lois Lane -- a married woman who he dated once, maybe twice -- veto power over who he dates? If Lois and Lara don't get along, then *Lois and Lara* shouldn't date. But Scardino, who didn't get veto power over who Lois married, is fancy free to do as he chooses, right? <<<<< I didn't mean it to sound as if Dan is giving Lois the veto power. I just thought that since he likes Lois, and obviously still trying to be her friend, he might act in a thoughtful way and let her know that he is going out with Lara. And then again, I've never been a great expert in all this dating thing... Yael. (Who sits alone at her home.) ------------------------------------------------------------ "I just met a wonderful new man. He's fictional, but you can't have everything." (The Purple Rose of Cairo) ------------------------------------------------------------ It's not an easy job being a princess, but somebody's got to do it! ------------------------------------------------------------ ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 13:37:55 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Question> OUATIM:Lara to Clark In-Reply-To: <136a80c5.251ddc1f@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 4:04 AM -0400 9/25/99, No Name Available wrote: >Hi Clark. > >I hope things are okay for you. Everyone here at the Planet misses you, >especially Lois. ;) Perry keeps asking Lois "when is Clark going to be >back?" Lois is clearly annoyed by this but she just politely answers, "soon." Is there a place where the staff is actually getting together? My understanding from the beginning of this story was that the DP building/newsroom was *gone* and everyone was working from home and that's why it's all being done via email. Alexis, several times you've implied in your posts that Lara is seeing people at the DP, as you did above. (How else how would Lara know what Perry and Lois talked about?) I haven't been saving the messages, so it's very possible I missed something. Can someone help set me straight before I lose track of the story? Thanks, Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 15:40:06 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Rich & Dawn Subject: NKerth 99 update MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi FoLCs, Thanks again to everyone who has voted so far. We have had a great turn out. I wanted to remind everyone that there are only a few days left for voting. Be sure to visit http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Meteor/7378/vote.html and cast your vote. It is a close race in many of the categories. The ceremony is set for October 16 at 6pm ET on #nkerth (thanks Zoom!). The "audience" will be on #loiscla. We are asking nominated authors to email us with your name as it appears on your story and your IRC nick, so we will know who you are. For stories with multiple authors, please email us with the name and nick of the person who will be accepting the award if your story wins. If you know of an author who can't be there, please let us know the name and nick of the person who would be willing to accept for them. We are also in need of volunteers. If you would like to volunteer to be a presenter, bouncer, or commercial writer, please email us as soon as possible. If you have any questions, please let us know. Irene and Dawn ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 15:26:10 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Question> OUATIM:Lara to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/25/99 1:36:33 PM EST, kathyb@SPRINGNET1.COM writes: << Alexis, several times you've implied in your posts that Lara is seeing people at the DP, as you did above. (How else how would Lara know what Perry and Lois talked about?) I haven't been saving the messages, so it's very possible I missed something. Can someone help set me straight before I lose track of the story? >> Well I was just using poetic justice.. {is that the right word?} People seem to be creating their own situations so I was doing the same thing. Even though Lara and Lois don't get along, Lara has a lot of time to observe things that go on and she just happens to overhear them talking about things like that. Obviously I came into the story a bit late. So if they weren't supposed to be in the Planet, then I am sorry. I had no clue. Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 18:03:13 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lois, I have a better idea. Why don't you come around here for dinner tonight? I'll be eating mush, but Alice will be cooking real food for herself and you. Cat's dentist fixed my teeth up this morning - at least, I think she did. They still ache like hell. I'm sure Elvis never had this much trouble with his teeth. Did I ever tell you that Ron Underhill and I used to be room-mates at college? Boy, did we do some wild things together back then. Don't believe him if he ever tells you about the fountain incident, though. I was never there. Anyway, come over and I'll tell you a few stories that will make your hair stand on end. Perry ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 16:33:10 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Dunn Subject: Re: Question> OUATIM:Lara to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Alexis- I think what you're looking for is poetic license.... ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 17:06:43 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Question> OUATIM:Lara to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/25/99 3:34:59 PM EST, DUNNFOUR@AOL.COM writes: << Alexis- I think what you're looking for is poetic license.... >> Oh oops i knew something was wrong! I am just a little out of since i just went back to college so i am a little tired from getting up early! LOL! Thanks for the correction. Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 17:21:14 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lara to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/25/99 8:12:34 AM EST, Ccmalo@AOL.COM writes: << Lara, So Dr. Wells wants you to learn from the masters. Are you sure about this Wells guy? I mean, this sounds like a golf reference. Forget the Indiana Jones wannabe -- relationships that start in jungles never work out. Remember, you have to find the answer about who you are yourself. Maybe, as you help Lois and Clark and Jimmy, you'll find out more about yourself, too. That guy you heard at Bibbo's -- why did you think he might have been the bomber? Why did you think he might kidnap you? Were you at the Planet the day of the bombing? Lara, did you see something that might be a clue to the bomber's identity? I'll pop by this afternoon with some colour ideas but I can't stay to meet Dan -- date with a gymnast -- he took bronze at the Olympics. :) Godzilla? Dan's such a romantic. Glad to hear you'll be helping Jimmy. TTYL, Cat >> Well I am not sure what to think of Professor Wells myself. All i can say is that he was claiming to be my uncle and that he saved my life! I had to give him some credit for saving my life. I am not sure about this guy. It just struck me as odd. I wish i could tell you more, but my advisor signed me up with the Daily Planet way after the bombing happened. I only heard about it from office gossip. I just found this new character to be really weird. Before you stop by the apartment today, I am going to work more on finding out about this guy. I know it could be dangerous but i am going to do all of my research from my apartment and i even have Jimmy's number on speed dial. He told me that if anything happens that i should call him right away! A date with a gymnast huh? Nevermind I am not going to go there! ;X I know Godzilla doesn't sound romantic but heck at least i have a date! ;) See ya later... Lara ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 17:24:05 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: OUATIM- Lucy Lane to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey sis :-), Mom told me about the Planet, and I'm so sorry I haven't emailed you before this. How are you guys doing? You can call me or email me if you want to talk about it. Lucy ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 08:25:59 +1000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lara to Cat In-Reply-To: <5191f219.251e96ca@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 05:21 PM 25/09/99 EDT, you wrote: >In a message dated 9/25/99 8:12:34 AM EST, Ccmalo@AOL.COM writes: > ><< Lara, > > So Dr. Wells wants you to learn from the masters. Are you sure about this > Wells guy? I mean, this sounds like a golf reference. Forget the Indiana > Jones wannabe -- relationships that start in jungles never work out. > Remember, you have to find the answer about who you are yourself. Maybe, as > you help Lois and Clark and Jimmy, you'll find out more about yourself, too. > > That guy you heard at Bibbo's -- why did you think he might have been the > bomber? Why did you think he might kidnap you? Were you at the Planet the > day of the bombing? Lara, did you see something that might be a clue to the > bomber's identity? > > I'll pop by this afternoon with some colour ideas but I can't stay to meet > Dan -- date with a gymnast -- he took bronze at the Olympics. :) Godzilla? > Dan's such a romantic. > > Glad to hear you'll be helping Jimmy. > > TTYL, > Cat >> > >Well I am not sure what to think of Professor Wells myself. All i can say is >that he was claiming to be my uncle and that he saved my life! I had to give >him some credit for saving my life. Didn't Lara refer to "Professor Wells" as her *uncle* at one point? Isn't that why they share surnames officially? So does she know him or not? Jen jenerator@ozemail.com.au -*-This message is umop ap!sdn (Jenerator or Some1Else on IRC) -*- JenerEight on AIM -*- ICQ: 11477318 Photos of David (7) and Megan (4) on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 18:34:35 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lara to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/25/99 5:26:58 PM EST, jenerator@OZEMAIL.COM.AU writes: << Didn't Lara refer to "Professor Wells" as her *uncle* at one point? Isn't that why they share surnames officially? So does she know him or not? Jen >> Yes Lara does refer to Professor Wells as her uncle because he said that he was. I can't tell you exactly what is happening here because that would give away the story. All i can say is that Lara is as confused as you guys are about Professor Wells. But don't worry. It will all come out in the end. =) Alexis ;-.) {aka: Lara} ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 18:57:46 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: OUATIM Ron to Perry Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi ya, you old hound dog. Long time no speak. I NEED to talk to you, and even though we've gone our separate ways since school, I know you are a good man and I can trust you. I had a mild heart attack, and while I am fine now, I've decided to re-examine some life choices. Please give me a call and we'll meet. BTW, is Catherine Grant okay? I've heard that she's faster than a Porche 959, and while it's none of my business, my god son, the Olympic gymnast is dating her. The boy's sensitive, and I don't want him hurt. Your old friend, Ron Underhill P.S. I still have your tee shirt with the cool aid stains! __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 19:08:05 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: April Story Subject: OT: Couple of Sightings Comments: To: afolcslife@onelist.com Comments: cc: LoisandClarkNAOS@onelist.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hiyas Everyone =) According to TV Guide - Dean is scheduled to appear on the Roseanne Show on Friday, October 1st as a member of a panel to discuss the latest trends. Also, Dean is pictured in the October issue of InStyle Magazine on page 222 with Kate Winslet on cover. To safe bandwidth and all - if you would like further details on either of these 2 sightings...please see: Demi's LCFLP at: http://www.destinyy.com/boards The Cain Connection at: http://www.cainconnection.com And for AOL Users at: Keyword: EXTRA in the stars section in Dean's folder. Oh! and one more thing There is a possibilty that Teri will be on the SNL 25 year anniversary show on Sunday, September 26th from 9 - 11:30 pm EST She was listed in the press release done by NBC which can also be seen in its entirety on Demi's LCFLP in Teri's folder. Have a great weekend! ------------------ April **AOL Users** Check out the EXTRA Boards at Keyword: EXTRA. I shall pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do or any kindness I can show to any human being, let me do it now...for I shall not pass this way again. - Etienne de Grellet ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 19:09:37 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: OUATIM: Mr. Underhill to Courtney (encrypted) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Courtney, I have some more information for you. You know my daughter Joy? Well anyway, she heard that Jimmy Olsen may try to join the Star, undercover. I don't know how she found that out, but the girl is good. I e-mailed Perry White just now. I think I may have another clue. Well, we knew a guy in college who was a chemistry major. He was a MAJOR geek, so we were always pulling practical jokes on him. One day during Junior ring week, he woke up naked, strapped to his bed, in the fountain. He had peanut butter and jelly covering the essentials. We left him a PBJ sandwhich at his lab table the next day. I digress. Anyway, he is the half BROTHER of someone we both know, and from whom we collect a paycheck. E-mail me, encrypted of course, and we'll set up a meeting. Mr. U BTW Folcs, Junior Ring Week is a tradition at Mary Washington College where Juniors are basically targets for many practical, and often quite embarrasing jokes. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 19:28:15 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: D&T's Mexican Resaurant?? Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Does anyone know the name of the Mexican Restaurant where Dean and Terri were seen kissing, passing limes, rehearsing, or whatever they were doing? It's for a commercial for the NKerths. Please send me an e-mail if you do. Thanks!! JOY:) __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 19:33:49 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Mr. Underhill to Laura Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ms. Wells, I am pleased to be able to offer you a position at The Star. Courtney Hart needs an assistsant, and has recommended you. E-mail me if you still have an interest. Mr. Underhill P.S. Ask Perry about the Ring Week story. Even Elvis couldn't help that boy. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 19:42:28 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: Mr. Underhill to Laura MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/25/99 6:34:21 PM EST, jsowell@MAIL.COM writes: << Ms. Wells, I am pleased to be able to offer you a position at The Star. Courtney Hart needs an assistsant, and has recommended you. E-mail me if you still have an interest. Mr. Underhill P.S. Ask Perry about the Ring Week story. Even Elvis couldn't help that boy. >> Thanks for the offer Mr. Underhill, but this is something i will have to think about. Let me get back to you on that. If I decide to join you guys at the Star I will also have to find a way to tell Perry about my decision. LOL on the Ring Week story. Maybe I will ask him.. well at least on the day when he is in a good mood. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 19:51:09 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM: Lara to Jimmy (URGENT) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Jimmy! I just got some email sent to me from Mr. Underhill. He told me that he has a position open at the Star. He wants me to be Courtney Hart's assistant. I don't know what to do here? I will only consider working for this paper if it is an undercover job type thing. If you can get in touch with C.K., please do so! I guess I could yell HELP SUPERMAN and then maybe he could pick up Clark from Taiwan for us, but i would feel really lousy. So I am not even going to attempt that. I have a date with Dan Scardino in a couple of hours so if you want to give me a call, please do so before then. Thanks. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 20:06:08 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: D&T's Mexican Resaurant?? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/25/99 6:28:31 PM Central Daylight Time, jsowell@MAIL.COM writes: << Does anyone know the name of the Mexican Restaurant where Dean and Terri were seen kissing, passing limes, rehearsing, or whatever they were doing? It's for a commercial for the NKerths. Please send me an e-mail if you do. Thanks!! >> The closest Mexican restaurant to Warner Bros. (right up the street) is The Acapulco. I don't think an actual name was given to the restaurant where Dean and Teri were necking .. or .. swapping limes ... or "rehearsing" ;) It's a nice restaurant with huge portions of food and valet parking Zoom (it's not far from the high school where Superman played umpire to an unappreciative group of kids ;) ========================================================================= Date: Wed, 1 Sep 1999 18:02:17 -0400 Reply-To: Juli Hale Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Juli Hale Organization: ETSU Subject: Comment-OUATIM MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0007_01BEF4A4.20C751E0" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0007_01BEF4A4.20C751E0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Hi guys, Just wanted to let you know that I'm really enjoying this fic. One other thing--Hadn't Elvis been to the dentist the night before he = died? Maybe that's why Perry's having so much trouble! =20 Juli ------=_NextPart_000_0007_01BEF4A4.20C751E0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Hi guys,
 
Just wanted to let you know that I'm = really=20 enjoying this fic.
 
One other thing--Hadn't Elvis been to = the dentist=20 the night before he died? Maybe that's why Perry's having so much = trouble!=20 <g>
 
Juli
------=_NextPart_000_0007_01BEF4A4.20C751E0-- ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 21:28:23 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: OUATIM Ron to Perry In-Reply-To: <386689863.938300266194.JavaMail.root@web02.pub01> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 6:57 PM -0400 9/25/99, Joy Sowell wrote: >BTW, is Catherine Grant okay? I've heard that she's faster >than a Porche 959, and while it's none of my business, my god son, the >Olympic gymnast is dating her. The boy's sensitive, and I don't want him >hurt. LOL!!!!!!! Oh man, what you guys think of ... Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 19:10:16 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: Re: Sir Phil In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" >Phillip.Atcliffe@UWE.AC.UK writes: ><< Monsieur = mon sieur = my lord (or something like that; the precise > equivalent of a "sieur" in English terms is a bit vague) > Madame = ma dame = my lady. (also mademoiselle = my little [or at least > unmarried] lady) >> Ann wrote: >"sieur" means lord in French, so when one addressed a member of the nobility >back before the Revolution, one would have said, "mon sieur" the same way >that the English would say "my lord". When one prays in French, one >addresses God as "Sieur" just as in English ( unless one is very politically >correct, in which case God is genderless ) one says "Lord." So, "sieur" is >not a rank of the French peerage, merely a form of address. Sorry to jump into this late, but I'm very behind in my mail this week... It strikes me, knowing how "sieur" is pronounced in French, that if you were to say it fast, or anglicize it, or whatever, you would come up with our "sir". So when you say "Sir" you are calling someone "Lord" - even if that person is your father or a professor... Um, Phil, do your students say "yes sir" or "no sir" to you when they aren't calling you by name, as I did my college professors? Well then, you *are* Lord Phil :) Melisma /who LOVES linguistics and word origins... ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 20:22:02 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: OUATIM: Ellen to Lois In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hi Sweetheart, There is really something fishy going on, I'm *sure* of it - I've been hearing rumors that you were at the Ace O'Clubs on Friday night. But since you and Clark and I were at your place pretty much all evening... (And how on earth Clark was there, since he is supposed to be off in Indonesia with Superman, I'm still not sure, but I'm sure my little girl will explain it to her mother in good time... And anyway, I'm not worried about you two, for a change.) Anyway, I figure the person they are all talking about is your friend Lara. I've had a wierd feeling about her ever since I ran into her the other week, so today I have been tailing her as best I can, as discreetly as I can. You know, I caught her talking on the phone several times, and was even able to catch a few words of the conversations. Not much - you *know* your mother is not an eavesdropper, *oh no*! But I did hear enough to know that she was talking at one point to "Cat", and in another conversation, to "Courtney". Now, isn't Cat the name of one of your more socially acceptable co-workers at the Planet? And, purely by co-incidence, isn't that woman at the Star who is covering the problems at the Planet, called Courtney something or other? So, what is this Lara woman doing talking to both of them, if it is them? And if it is them, *what* was she talking to them *about*? See what I mean about there being something going on, maybe? Now, I know you will probably say that I should let you handle your job by yourself, and that you don't need your mother sticking her nose into your business, but you know that I would love to help you in any way I can. So if you want me to help you solve the mystery of Lara Wells, just tell me what I can do. I don't know if I told you or not, but I really did enjoy myself with you and Clark on Friday night. You and he are very special to me, even if I don't show it very often - and I realize that I can come across as obnoxious at times. But I love you very much, sweetheart, and if I can help you at all, I hope you won't hesitate to ask for it. A big hug from Your Mother ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 00:19:42 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: OUATIM: Lucy Lane to Ellen Lane MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi mom, How are things in Metropolis? I'm doing pretty well here. I was wondering how Lois is doing. Ever since you told me about the bombing at the Planet, I've been worried sick about her. I've seen some editions of the Planet out here, so I guess they are still getting the paper printed even without an office. I'll bet Lois is really lonley with Clark covering that story in taiwan or indonesia, or wherever he is, i haven't seen the paper in a while. I'll talk to you later, Lucy ========================================================================= Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 22:29:13 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: OUATIM: Ellen Lane to Lucy Lane In-Reply-To: <21c60745.251ef8de@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Hi Baby, Thanks for your note. It does your mother's heart good to hear from you now and again, you know. Metropolis is, well, Metropolis. As usual, full of intregue and plotting. And your sister is, well, Lois. I just had supper with her and Clark on Friday night - he was getting ready to go to Indonesia with Superman, just like that, at the drop of a hat. But at least he stayed long enough to eat a proper meal. And yes, your sister misses him - it wouldn't hurt you to write her an email yourself, and I think she might appreciate hearing from you. They are doing their best to get the Planet printed despite their plant problems, and we should do all we can to support them, don't you think, honey? I am encouraging all my friends here to keep buying it, or start buying, if they don't already. Perhaps you could do the same there, and if we can pull together, we can help them succeed. Lois mentioned to me while I was there that she was afraid that circulation might be affected by the explosion... Well, I hope not, and I aim to do my best to help them, even in the little things. I was wondering - do you remember Harriet Dow, my good friend back when you and Lois were little? We used to play bridge together... Anyway, as I recall, you were really good friends with her little girl - Harry, I think they used to call her. Crazy, calling a girl by a boy's name, but I guess it didn't bother her. Lois was asking me about her on Friday night, but I really couldn't tell her what Harry is doing these days. Maybe you know? I thought she was high up in some chemical company, but I don't want to tell Lois anything misleading. I'm trying to *help* her, not send her on some wild goose chase. Anyway, anything you can help me with, I appreciate. Better run for now, sweetie. Glad to hear from you this time, and hope you will write again soon. Love, Mom ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 01:44:22 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Dunn Subject: OUATIM: Klein to Lois and Clark (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Star Labs Dear Lois and Clark- If you can read this, then you have state of the art encryption software. Amazing how they program these things. The algorithms are really quite simple, but when you multiply the levels through which the program loops, you develop quite an elegant outcome. What I meant to say is, I was really relieved to hear that you and Clark emerged unharmed from the blast. Good thing Superman happened to be close by. Henderson came by with the samples from the blast. Police labs do their best, but, well, you know what budget cuts do to government agencies. They were correct about the sulphur, phosphorus and potassium chlorate. These are commonly found in fireworks, the potassium chlorate being the explosive componant. It is stable on its own and needs a fuse or other trigger device to set it off. K2CL4 is not made in the US but is imported. The manufacturing of it can be quite hazardous as it goes through an unstable phaze before the bonding of the last chlorine atoms. It is interesting how the chemical reaction takes place, because as you know potassium is an essential dietary element, and yet when the bonding takes place with the chlorine, well, I guess that's not what you need from me. However, the Police Lab missed something unusual. Mixed in the chemicals was a mineral I can't quite identify. It doesn't seem to have any explosive characteristics, and may have nothing to do with the bomb. What concerns me here is that it bears some similarity in structure to ( I sure hope this encryption works, I'm getting nervous) kryptonite. Did he suffer any ill effects during the rescue? Why would anyone attack the Daily Planet in order to harm Superman? It just doesn't make any sense. The metal item Henderson delivered to me is interesting. I think I've figured it out but I'm feeling a bit punchy, been working too late. I'm going to play with it a bit longer, then go home. I'll let you know tomorrow what I find. If you see Superman, ask him if the bee is still attracted to the honey. He'll know what I mean. Bernie B.S. Klein, PhD This message will self-destruct immediately. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 15:53:11 +1000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Rag & Bone news Comments: To: LOISCLA@vm.ege.edu.tr, LoisandClarkNAOS@onelist.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" In article <7s9td7$mb3$1@nnrp1.deja.com>, folcgirl@hotmail.com wrote: >> Well I didn't get to see it after all, stupid blockbuster! They had it advertised on one of their videos saying it was in stores now but when I went to blockbuster to get it they said it wasn't in this particular store but in some other blockbuster stores around! gRR..Anyway hopefully another video store will have it. I think it's in black and white cuz on the previews it was, I dunno, I just wanna see it!! > > folcgirl > http://tantal.net/dean > > Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ > Share what you know. Learn what you don't. After having this post pointed out to me on IRC, I rang a blockbuster near me (I rang the closest one on Friday and they knew nothing!). The Caulfield, Melbourne Blockbuster says it's being released here on October 13, which just happens to be my birthday! Yay! I will be making arrangements to send one or two copies to the US to FoLCs and they will convert it from PAL to NTSC and then make copies available. Watch this space, and IRC and the various Lois & Clark discussion lists for more news! Jen jenerator@ozemail.com.au -*-This message is umop ap!sdn (Jenerator or Some1Else on IRC) -*- JenerEight on AIM -*- ICQ: 11477318 Photos of David (7) and Megan (4) on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 03:13:28 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Cole Family Subject: Re: L&C Fanfic Writing Session Saturday, September 18, 1999 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Dear List: I would like to request that our daughter be removed from this list. Who do I contact? She requested twice and couldn't get anywhere. Thanks ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 03:23:39 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM:Lara to Cat MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Cat- Do you ever have the feeling that you are being watched? Today I sure did. I spent most of my day on the phone as you well know, and I had this weird feeling that this extra set of eyes was watching every move I made. I know i am beginning to sound like Lois when I say this, but the next time i am doing something important like that, I am going to keep the curtains closed. It felt so weird that I felt like I was on display or something. To add to that, I get this weird phone call from the mysterious man again. All he says is: "Lois? um I mean Lara?" and i was like: "Yes?" and he goes: "I.. well, I um.. I" and then i hear CLICK and he is gone! I mean the guy sounded like he was trying to get up enough courage to ask the most popular girl of the school out to the dance! Sheesh! BTW, my date with Dan was very nice. We are planning to go out again sometime soon. He told me that one of these days when i least expect it he is going to show up and take me away from the hustle and bustle of the working world! That's Dan for you! I actually wore that slinky, black dress I showed you, to the Godzilla movie. Let's just say my first impression on Dan was an eye-popper. LOL! It turns out that he also likes to imitate the Japanese subtitles too! We cracked each other up with our impersonations. And to top off the date, he gave me this really nice kiss outside my door. ::sigh::: I haven't been kissed like that, well since Charlie said goodbye to me in the Congo. Hmmm Charlie. The man who could of been more if he hadn't left.. Damn! There i go again! I really have to stop thinking about Charlie. Charlie is in my past now. Metropolis is my home. I need to focus on today and not on my past. Speaking of dates, how was your's with that gymnast? If i don't get a response from you before I go to bed, I will know that it was a success! hee hee ;) Goodnight, Lara ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 03:15:24 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Cole Family Subject: Re: Fanfic Recommendation MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Please help Cleopatra to get off this list. She hasn't time to read and we all need to use the space Thanks ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 00:31:39 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: OUATIM: Klein to Lois and Clark (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This keeps getting better and better! ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Laurie Dunn To: Sent: Saturday, September 25, 1999 10:44 PM Subject: OUATIM: Klein to Lois and Clark (encrypted) > Star Labs > Dear Lois and Clark- > > If you can read this, then you have state of the art encryption software. > Amazing how they program these things. The algorithms are really quite > simple, but when you multiply the levels through which the program loops, you > develop quite an elegant outcome. What I meant to say is, I was really > relieved to hear that you and Clark emerged unharmed from the blast. Good > thing Superman happened to be close by. > > Henderson came by with the samples from the blast. Police labs do their > best, but, well, you know what budget cuts do to government agencies. They > were correct about the sulphur, phosphorus and potassium chlorate. These are > commonly found in fireworks, the potassium chlorate being the explosive > componant. It is stable on its own and needs a fuse or other trigger device > to set it off. K2CL4 is not made in the US but is imported. The > manufacturing of it can be quite hazardous as it goes through an unstable > phaze before the bonding of the last chlorine atoms. It is interesting how > the chemical reaction takes place, because as you know potassium is an > essential dietary element, and yet when the bonding takes place with the > chlorine, well, I guess that's not what you need from me. > > However, the Police Lab missed something unusual. Mixed in the chemicals was > a mineral I can't quite identify. It doesn't seem to have any explosive > characteristics, and may have nothing to do with the bomb. What concerns me > here is that it bears some similarity in structure to ( I sure hope this > encryption works, I'm getting nervous) kryptonite. Did he suffer any ill > effects during the rescue? Why would anyone attack the Daily Planet in order > to harm Superman? It just doesn't make any sense. > > The metal item Henderson delivered to me is interesting. I think I've > figured it out but I'm feeling a bit punchy, been working too late. I'm > going to play with it a bit longer, then go home. I'll let you know tomorrow > what I find. > > If you see Superman, ask him if the bee is still attracted to the honey. > He'll know what I mean. > > > Bernie > B.S. Klein, PhD > > This message will self-destruct immediately. > ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 03:35:14 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: removal from the list (was Re: Fanfic Recommendation MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/26/99 2:24:37 AM Central Daylight Time, micatjen@AC.NET writes: << Please help Cleopatra to get off this list. She hasn't time to read and we all need to use the space Thanks >> Well, I removed micatjen@AC.NET from the list, so I hope that was Cleopatra ;) Always put something in the subject line that indicates you need list assistance. Having the request under the heading of "Fanfic Recommendations" isn't terribly helpful. Since Farah has returned, I haven't had to read every single post, so I've been kind of "delete happy" lately So please put something in the subject line that indicates you need help with list commands, etc. To sign yourself off of this list, send an e-mail to: LISTSERV@LISTSERV.INDIANA.EDU in the body of the e-mail type UNSUB LOISCLA-GENERAL-L or SIGNOFF LOISCLA-GENERAL-L one of those should work ;) Zoom (even the gruntled ;) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 09:49:25 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Maggie Subject: Re: OUATIM: Klein to Lois and Clark (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ROTFL!!!!! Dr. Klein *sounds* like Dr. Klein even in e-mail wonderful job Laurie :o) > If you see Superman, ask him if the bee is still attracted to the honey. > He'll know what I mean. > I have missed a couple of messages, is this bee thing new? Or did I miss something? Whichever, it started my morning with a :o) > Bernie > B.S. Klein, PhD > > This message will self-destruct immediately. LOL. Don't you just love Modern Technology? :o) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:49:03 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Where's the sequel? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey guys! Well, with Caped Fear finished and almost on the verge of being sent out into the wide world, I now feel that I have restored credibility in demanding to know where some of the stories *I'm* waiting on are. So...Phil, good buddy....didn't I hear you were writing a sequel to Couch Potatoes? Was it ever posted? I loved the original - LOL'd all the way through. I can't wait to see what our heroes think of the antics in Superman II. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 09:58:02 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: OUATIM: Mr. U to Courtney Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Courtney, A source of mine just called in with a new story. I need you to polish it. I kinda doubt the facts, but it should be good for sales. Anyway, at least we have a legit picture proving that they were together in some aspect. Terri Hatcher, married to Jon Tenny was seen with former co-star, Dean Cain while shooting her latest film. Sources say that while on the east coast she said that she should "do D.C. this Saturday." However, both were seen in NY on that Saturday, not in the nation's capital. So, did Superman finally get his Lois Lane? Check out The Star for the latest. Mr. U __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 10:30:15 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: kubitc Subject: Re: OUATIM: Klein to Lois and Clark (encrypted) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >Henderson came by with the samples from the blast. Police labs do their >best, but, well, you know what budget cuts do to government agencies. They >were correct about the sulphur, phosphorus and potassium chlorate. These are >commonly found in fireworks, the potassium chlorate being the explosive >componant. It is stable on its own and needs a fuse or other trigger device >to set it off. K2CL4 Prior to this message, I was pleasantly surprised by the accuracy of the bomb investigation :) Compared to the explosives used on the show (C4?!?), you guys have been great. However, I have to jump in and correct a small detail. Potassium chlorate is KClO3 (with an O as in oxygen and a lower case l). >It is interesting how >the chemical reaction takes place, because as you know potassium is an >essential dietary element, and yet when the bonding takes place with the >chlorine, well, I guess that's not what you need from me. Another interesting point- chlorine is needed in our body as well (in at least one way similar to potassium) as both determine ion balance, which is important in all cells but especially so neurons, which rely on changing membrane potentials to relay messages. And yet, chlorine gas (Cl2), when inhaled, is deadly. Ain't science amazing... -Christy kubitc@kenyon.edu * * * * * * * * * * "Life is like an onion; you peel off one layer at a time and sometimes you weep." -Carl Sandburg ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 10:30:57 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: OUATIM: Ellen to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Melisma wrote: > > Hi Sweetheart, [SNIP] > Now, isn't Cat the name of one of your > more socially acceptable co-workers at the Planet? [SNIP] > A big hug from > > Your Mother Cat considered socially acceptable by Ellen? Ellen must have only met her during that brief period when Cat was trying to hook up with that millionaire, "Somebody-or-Other" Chow, otherwise I would think Ellen would look awfully askance at those Victoria's (Not So) Secret outfits Cat favors. Sandy (from the Desk of Cat Chow -- still makes me chuckle.) smcdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 07:55:24 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: It's Sunday.... In-Reply-To: <3.0.5.32.19990925202202.00851140@pop.intergate.bc.ca> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ... So where is the S6 season finale? After that *very* compelling promo, the natives are getting restless! :D Melisma ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 08:14:52 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Cynthia Haste Subject: Re: It's Sunday.... MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Seconded Melisma wrote: > ... So where is the S6 season finale? After that *very* compelling promo, > the natives are getting restless! :D > > Melisma -- He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. - Nietzsche The Rules of Chocolate: Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, orange slices & strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 11:43:46 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: It's Sunday.... Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Yeah. I got up at 7:00 just to run to the computer and wait for someone to upload the story. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 11:58:55 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: It's Sunday.... MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Melisma wrote: > > ... So where is the S6 season finale? After that *very* compelling promo, > the natives are getting restless! :D > Speaking of prodding, I'd like to see the next bit of "Universal Union." That story certainly left things up in the air. Sandy smcdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 13:13:19 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Linda Hofffman Subject: OT: My lost summer and thanks MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0082_01BF0820.E6A7DE40" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0082_01BF0820.E6A7DE40 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Folcs, On June 8th on way home from work while going down the steps to the subway at the half way platform I missed a step. I literally flew into a marble wall. I hit the wall with the top of my = head. I felt my neck compress and landed on my right knee. At the=20 hospital I discovered I broke my neck(a c-2 fracture) and broke my knee in 7 places. For my broken neck the doctors put me into halo- traction and they operated on my knee sewing it back together. After rehab I was home for four weeks. Then on July 20 I went back into surgery for my neck. My neck was not healing properly. The doctor performed a spinal fusion. He took a peice of bone from my pelvic bone and 'fused' it into my neck. And I went back into=20 halo-traction. Then once again I went to rehab. Three months after I fell the doctor finally took off my halo. Now I am wearing a hard crevical collar. It will be on for a total of seven=20 weeks before I go into a soft collar.=20 But with all that happened to me I am very lucky. Most people with a c-2 fracture end up being paralized like Chris Reeves. Also now I can see the progress my body has made. I was promoted=20 >from my walker to a cane and I don't see the doctor for my knee for 6 months. The swelling in my head is gone and now I can sit at my computer for short periods. The reason for this long post was that I wanted to thank every- body for their help in my recovery. In rehab every time someone=20 asked what my goals were I would reply that I wanted to get back to my computer and online. All the time I was in the hospital I was wondering what was going to happen in Season 6--esposide 10.=20 When I left Lois and Clark were switched and Nick was dead. And=20 we were at part 3 of Debby's 'Clark's Journals'. I treated the stories as if everyone was on summer hatis. Now that I'm able to read once=20 again I want to thank all the authers of the stories in all archives. I plan on filling the rest of my recovery time catching up on the stories = I've=20 missed. I'm also looking forword to resuming my seat in the 'Peanut=20 Gallery' at the biweekly round-robins. =20 Linda Linda C. Hoffman lindah46@erols.com lindacl on IRC ------=_NextPart_000_0082_01BF0820.E6A7DE40 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Folcs,
   On June 8th on = way home from work=20 while going down the
steps to the subway at the half way = platform I=20 missed a step.  I
literally flew into a marble wall. I = hit the wall=20 with the top of my head.
I felt my neck compress and landed on = my right=20 knee.  At the
hospital I discovered I broke my neck(a = c-2=20 fracture) and broke my
knee in 7 places.  For my broken = neck the=20 doctors put me into halo-
traction and  they operated on my knee sewing it back together.
    After rehab I was = home for four=20 weeks.  Then on July 20 I went
back into surgery for my neck.  My = neck was=20 not healing properly.
The doctor performed a spinal = fusion.  He took=20 a peice of bone from
my pelvic bone and 'fused' it into my = neck. =20 And I went back into
halo-traction.  Then once = again I went to=20 rehab.
     Three months = after I fell=20 the doctor finally took off my halo. Now
I am wearing a hard crevical collar. It = will be on=20 for a total of seven 
weeks before I go into a soft=20 collar. 
      But with = all that=20 happened to me I am very lucky.  Most people
with a c-2 fracture end up being = paralized like=20 Chris Reeves. Also
now I can see the progress my body has = made. =20 I was promoted 
from my walker to a cane and I don't = see the doctor=20 for my knee
for 6 months. The swelling in my head = is gone and=20 now I can
sit at my computer for short = periods.
      The = reason for this=20 long post was that I wanted to thank every-
body for their help in my = recovery.  In rehab=20 every time someone 
asked what my goals were I would reply = that I=20 wanted to get back
to my computer and online. =  All the time=20 I was in the hospital I was
wondering what was going to happen in = Season=20 6--esposide 10. 
When I left Lois and Clark were = switched and=20 Nick was dead.  And
we were at part 3 of Debby's 'Clark's=20 Journals'.  I treated the stories
as if everyone was on summer hatis. Now = that=20 I'm  able to read once 
again I want to thank all the authers = of the=20 stories in all archives.  I
plan on filling the rest of my recovery = time=20 catching up on the stories I've 
missed.  I'm also looking forword = to resuming=20 my seat in the 'Peanut 
Gallery' at the biweekly=20 round-robins.        
 
          &nbs= p;            = ;  =20 Linda
 
Linda C. Hoffman
lindah46@erols.com
lindacl on = IRC
------=_NextPart_000_0082_01BF0820.E6A7DE40-- ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 13:23:01 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OT: My lost summer and thanks MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Wow i didn't know that happened to you. Actually I don't think we were ever formally introuduced on this list. All i can say is thank God that your condition is improving. I will send along some more prayers for an eventual, full recovery. =) Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 10:23:39 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melisma Subject: Re: OT: My lost summer and thanks In-Reply-To: <008501bf0842$87b7d9e0$15c5a4d8@oemcomputer> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Ah, Linda! I was wondering where you were... Welcome back, and I'm glad you are gonna be ok. I'm looking forward to seeing you in the peanut gallery, too :) Melisma ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 12:47:03 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: OT: My lost summer and thanks (and S6 finale) In-Reply-To: <008501bf0842$87b7d9e0$15c5a4d8@oemcomputer> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 1:13 PM -0400 9/26/99, Linda Hofffman wrote: >>>>All the time I was in the hospital I was wondering what was going to >>>>happen in Season 6--esposide 10. When I left Lois and Clark were >>>>switched and Nick was dead. And we were at part 3 of Debby's >>>>'Clark's Journals'. I treated the stories as if everyone was on >>>>summer hatis. Now that I'm able to read once again I want to thank >>>>all the authers of the stories in all archives. I plan on filling the >>>>rest of my recovery time catching up on the stories I've missed. I'm >>>>also looking forword to resuming my seat in the 'Peanut Gallery' at >>>>the biweekly round-robins.<<<<< Linda, Please know that all our thoughts are with you. Going through what you have been, you are truly a super hero in your own right. :) There are many, many new stories on the Archive to keep you busy during your recovery. Many more than usual, as a matter of fact. The RR's are still going strong (though they are getting ready to write their season finale soon), and S6 has been keeping everyone on the edge of their seats. :) There is a new website for S6. Visit: http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/Season6/season6.html for the html versions of the stories. And for those of you who are anxiously awaiting the S6 finale, we usually don't post it until late afternoon or early evening. Often I wait until Pam posts it to the S6 site before posting it here. Just think back to those days when you had to wait until early evening to turn on ABC for L&C. It's coming soon ... Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 12:51:30 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: OUATIM: Mr. U to Courtney In-Reply-To: <382290686.938354282244.JavaMail.root@web04.pub01> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 9:58 AM -0400 9/26/99, Joy Sowell wrote: >Terri Hatcher, married to Jon Tenny was seen with former co-star, Dean Cain Apparently Teri spells her name differently in the L&C universe. >So, did Superman >finally get his Lois Lane? Check out The Star for the latest. There is a TV show about Superman in this universe, too?? Wow, I hope Clark gets his lawyers on them ... I wouldn't want someone implying *my* wife was having an affair with Superman, especially since Superman publically denied it at a press conference back in 4th season. ;) Kathy (thinking of the recent fanfic "Superman: The Motion Sickness". Gotta love those RR plot lines!) ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 13:58:14 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Dunn Subject: Re: OUATIM: Klein to Lois and Clark (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Oh, no. I'm found out. I was hoping no one knew chemistry in this group! I was guessing on the symbol for potassium chlorate... would have used the lower case L, but it looked too much like a one. Laurie ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:00:32 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: OUATIM: Mr. U to Courtney Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit <> No, I just can't type. <<>> No, but it IS a tabloid afterall, and the resemblance is striking. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:07:17 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: OT: My lost summer and thanks MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit My gosh! What an unfortunate experience. I had no idea. I've certainly had my run-ins with public transit, to the point where my co-workers were sure that the bus system was out to get me, but you've withstood a lot, Linda. How good it is to hear you're coming along well. Ironically, I *just* wrote a message to someone mentioning how difficult it is to know what's happening in people's lives with whom you are only acquainted through e-mail ... and then your message appeared. Odd coincidence. My best and "healthiest-type" thoughts go out to you. (Check out Wendy's recent magnum opus on the archive.... Strange Visitor >from the Congo. That should see you through the rest of your recovery.) Keep us posted, Sandy smcdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:17:36 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Annette Ciotola Subject: Re: OT: My lost summer and thanks (and S6 finale) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/26/99 1:45:33 PM Eastern Daylight Time, kathyb@SPRINGNET1.COM writes: << And for those of you who are anxiously awaiting the S6 finale, we usually don't post it until late afternoon or early evening. Often I wait until Pam posts it to the S6 site before posting it here. Just think back to those days when you had to wait until early evening to turn on ABC for L&C. >> It could be worse, we could have staged a protest and had petitions signed and all that and the S6 Crew would hold the finale a few more weeks then we'd have to all chip in to help advertise the *new* date of the Series Finale ... and then we could .. Nah ... I can be patient. Anne ;) (Who Keeps hitting the reload on Pam's page on the off chance the episode might show up soon)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Nfic Archive My Lois & Clark Web Site http://move.to/nfic (a new quick link URL) http://fly.to/superman.net "If something looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and talks like a duck ... chances are pretty good it is a duck." -- LL, SVFAP "Good Lord, who jiffy popped her head!" - Karen on Grace in a shower cap, GWNCTD ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 17:35:14 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Rag & Bone news MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Jenny wrote: ...A lot of interesting stuff about Rag & Bone - I didn't realise it was being released, and then she said: >The > Caulfield, Melbourne Blockbuster says it's being released here on October > 13, which just happens to be my birthday! Yay! > Hey, Jenny, it's my birthday too! Yvonne (yconnell@ukf.net) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 17:59:28 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Perry MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit [I'm posting this for Jenni, as she's just suffered email melt-down] Hi Chief, I guess that it's time for an update of the information that Clark and I have put together so far. I've encrypted this as the info is 'delicate' and Clark and Jimmy tell me that it's easy for someone to 'eavesdrop' on email conversations. OK here it is: The bomb that blew up the Planet contained a new chemical cocktail which Agent Scardino tells me is called BH-13. According to info from Henderson's *forensic* team that could potassium chlorate, a substance which isn't found too easily in the US. That ties in with Scardino's theory that it was imported from Zaire. There's also something strange about peanut butter jars which were found at the scene of the crime and which you seem to know something about. Are you holding out on us Chief? Suspects: Well the list is endless. Jeffers: We know he was at the Planet on the day in question. From Cat's information we think the pants were his. But was he there for nefarious reasons or was he just visiting his latest lady love. We know he didn't sign the visitors' book. Carlton: He's connected to Jeffers and Underhill through the Metropolis Sailing Club and Jack was investigating the club when he died. Did Jack just get caught up in the explosion or was he also a target? That would suggest that his investigation had something to do with this. Harriet P Dow: Her card was found in the 'pants'. Turns out she owns 'Chemco Fireworks' which has a legitimate source of explosives and a research facility. She's also ambitious and moves in the same circles as Jeffers and Carlton. Underhill: He, we both know, offered to help the Planet stay alive but now seems intent on sabotaging us, the problems at the printers etc. We know that the Star bought up extra print facilites before the Planet blew up. If they didn't need the extra capacity why would they do that? Unless they knew what was about to happen and didn't want the Planet to find another printing plant where they wouldn't have any control. Underhill also knows about peanut butter jars? Didn't something happen at the printers? NTM: They've been trying to takeover Carlton and already own the Star. Which means that with all their other media interests they have a big say in what goes out news wise in this city. Get rid of the Planet and they practically control the whole media. Now Jimmy tells me that Carlton, Jeffers and Dow are just 20million dollars richer. The payments came from 'Merridian Corps'. They're a new player in this game and I haven't had time to run a check on them but I'll do that asap. I just wish that Clark was home. I miss him. And Superman. It feels reassuring to know that the Big Boy Scout is looking our for me. I think that about covers what we have. Unless you have anything to add, Perry? Lois ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 19:02:12 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Question> OUATIM:Lara to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Alexis wrote: > Obviously I came into the story a bit late. So if they weren't supposed to > be in the Planet, then I am sorry. I had no clue. > For Alexis, and anyone else who missed the original scenario I sent to the list a while back, here it is: Someone has bombed the Daily Planet (again ). As a result, all editorial staff are having to work from home and communicate largely via email. Luckily for us, a mysterious glitch in the Internet means that all their emails are appearing on this list, so we are able to 'eavesdrop' on their discussions. Conveniently, they are also using a standard format in their subject headings so that we can easily identify their messages (OUATIM: Perry to Clark, for example). Printing operations for the Planet have been contracted out to the same company who print the Metropolis Star for the duration. Temporary premises have been hired for other departments (marketing, page make-up, circulation etc). Naturally, the burning question on everybody's minds at the Planet is who bombed the Planet and why, and no doubt the Planet's top investigative team, Lois Lane and Clark Kent, will be on the case, backed by the rest of the staff. Yvonne Arbitrator, Once Upon A Time In Metropolis ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:58:47 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: OUATIM: Lucy Lane to Ellen Lane MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi mom, You asked, << I was wondering - do you remember Harriet Dow, my good friend back when you and Lois were little? We used to play bridge together... Anyway, as I recall, you were really good friends with her little girl - Harry, I think they used to call her. Crazy, calling a girl by a boy's name, but I guess it didn't bother her. Lois was asking me about her on Friday night, but I really couldn't tell her what Harry is doing these days. Maybe you know? I thought she was high up in some chemical company, but I don't want to tell Lois anything misleading. I'm trying to *help* her, not send her on some wild goose chase. Anyway, anything you can help me with, I appreciate. >> Sure I remember Harry. She and I used to play the most interesting make believe games while you and her mother played bridge. Looking back, it was pretty wierd calling her by a boy's name. I haven't heard from her in a while, but the last thing I heard from her was that she was running some kind of chemical company. I'll see if I can find out anything else. We have a common friend that I can talk to. I'll email you and Lois when I find out. Speaking of Lois, I picked up a copy of the Planet today, and Clark's article >from Indonesia was incredible. I read it and I felt like I was there. I think I'll email her and tell her that. Maybe it will raise her spirits a little. I'll talk to you later, Lucy ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 15:04:07 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: OUATIM: Lucy Lane to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi sis, Mom told me that you are looking into my old friend Harry Dow about having some kind of involvement in the bombing. The last thing I heard from her was that she was the head of some chemical company, but if you want me to, I can try to renew her acquaintance. We have a common friend that I can grill for information for you, if you want me to. How are you doing? I've been keeping up with Clark's articles in the Planet >from Taiwan and Indonesia. They're really good, I feel like I'm there with those people. I bet you're so lonely without him. Mom's already criticizing him for leaving you for so long. I hope she's not bugging you too much about him. I know he has a job to do, and he is one of the best reporters in the country writing these human intrest stories. Talk to you later, Lucy ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 15:08:56 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: Re: OUATIM: Klein to Lois and Clark (encrypted) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 09/26/1999 9:31:44 AM US Eastern Standard Time, kubitc@KENYON.EDU writes: << , which is important in all cells but especially so neurons, which rely on changing membrane potentials to relay messages. >> ugh, dont remind me, I have a test on this on thursday in my neural physiology class... Alicia ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 15:15:16 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/ Subject: Re: OT: My lost summer and thanks (and S6 finale) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > And for those of you who are anxiously awaiting the S6 finale, we usually > don't post it until late afternoon or early evening. Often I wait until > Pam posts it to the S6 site before posting it here. But, but ... Kathy, I was gonna wait til you posted it here first... Hmm, if we didn't post it at all, how long d'you think they'd let us live? (And for those of you who didn't find the show til TNT, we go for an 8pm Sunday night posting on the website because that was our old timeslot on ABC...) Seriously, though, Linda ... wow! What an ordeal. I'm so glad you're back with us and on the road to recovery. We have a lot of fun with our solo and joint project fanfics, but it's humbling to realize they can serve a real purpose, as well. I'll be praying for your continued recovery. -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | ------------------------------------------------------- Lucy: "You could get any guy you wanted, but ... do you have to be so smart all the time? So ... intense?" Lois: "Look, I'm just being myself. If they're not man enough to handle me, then ... I'll wait for someone who is," --Lucy & Lois Lane discuss men, "Lois & Clark" pilot ------------------------------------------------------- http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 15:18:42 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/ Subject: Re: OT: My lost summer and thanks (and S6 finale) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > Anne ;) (Who Keeps hitting the reload on Pam's page on the off chance the > episode might show up soon) LOL, so *you're* the reason my hitcount goes through the roof on Sundays! Well, you can check your mail, instead -- as soon as the ep is up, I'll announce it here :) (Normally, with anticipation this high, I'd worry about the episode living up to expectations, but ... I just don't think it'll be a problem ) -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | ------------------------------------------------------- Lucy: "You could get any guy you wanted, but ... do you have to be so smart all the time? So ... intense?" Lois: "Look, I'm just being myself. If they're not man enough to handle me, then ... I'll wait for someone who is," --Lucy & Lois Lane discuss men, "Lois & Clark" pilot ------------------------------------------------------- http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 13:45:44 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Becky Bain Subject: Caped Fear In-Reply-To: <002101bf0826$46131b60$548d01d4@default> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" LabRat said: >Well, with Caped Fear finished and almost on the verge of being sent out >into the wide world, Oh, you shouldn't have said that! FoLCs are going to be agitating at your door, now. Trust me, though, people, this story's worth the wait. You're going to love it. Set aside a =large= chunk of time to read it though, because it's quite long and once you get to a certain point in the narrative, you won't be able to stop! Becky rbain@uswest.net "The difference between the right word and the nearly right word is the same as that between lightning and the lightning bug." - Mark Twain ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:24:36 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/ Subject: S6> Episode 14 is on the web! :) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay, I took pity on you guys, and posted early ... actually, I was just afraid y'all were going to gang up on me and steal my hard drive "Stronger Than Me Alone" is now available, with more pictures than usual (big thanks to Zoomway and Georgia for helping me with made-to-order screen captures!). This is an absolutely fantastic story, boys and girls, run do not walk to... http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/Season6/season6.html and enjoy! /me gets out of the way to avoid being trampled in the mad rush! -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | ------------------------------------------------------- Lucy: "You could get any guy you wanted, but ... do you have to be so smart all the time? So ... intense?" Lois: "Look, I'm just being myself. If they're not man enough to handle me, then ... I'll wait for someone who is," --Lucy & Lois Lane discuss men, "Lois & Clark" pilot ------------------------------------------------------- http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 17:04:25 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: S6> Episode 14 is on the web! :) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Okay, without spoiling anything, WOW!! BTW, Phil, that was really nice aout your dad. You are lucky indeed. Everyone else who hasn't read it, escape from your e-mail and go read it now! JOY:) (Whose eyes are tired from reading is signing off for the evening.) __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 23:18:03 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Petra Subject: Help needed for fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit This one goes especially to all UK foLCs... For a fanfic which is situated in London me and my fanfic pals need some local information. As far as I know there's a red ball on the roof of the Old Royal Observatory in Greenwich which is kind of falling down at 1 p.m so the ships in London harbour are able to set their clocks accordingly. We need to know how much noise this, well, procedure makes. Is it possible to hear it within a distance of one mile? Does the sound carry, say, as far as to the Cutty Sark? This question may sound odd to you but some of you might know how obsessive one can become doing research for a story. ;-) Thanks for your help. Petra aka KiwiPit on IRC (for the German L&C fanfiction team) mailto: ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:26:43 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: S6> Episode 14 is on the web! :) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I'll have to second that! WOW!!!!! That was great! Wonderful! If you haven't read it yet, drop whatever you're doing (it's not as important, anyway :-)) and go read it! Now! Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Joy Sowell To: Sent: Sunday, September 26, 1999 2:04 PM Subject: Re: S6> Episode 14 is on the web! :) > Okay, without spoiling anything, WOW!! > BTW, Phil, that was really nice aout your dad. You are lucky indeed. > Everyone else who hasn't read it, escape from your e-mail and go read it > now! > JOY:) (Whose eyes are tired from reading is signing off for the evening.) > > __________________________________________________ > FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com > ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:37:54 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [1/8] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Full graphic version airing NOW at: ____________________ Stronger Than Me Alone by Phil Atcliffe Season 6, Episode 14 (series finale!) Rated PG-13 Air Date: September 26, 1999 _____________________ PREVIOUSLY ON "LOIS & CLARK, SEASON 6": "What it comes down to is that there is no doubt now that there never *was* a clone. Luthor's story of being kidnapped and replaced by his own clone not long after he proposed to you, and being imprisoned for almost three years, is just that -- a story. "The Lex Luthor living in the LexCorp Building penthouse is the same man who was there five years ago, and who tried to kill me and marry you, who committed suicide by jumping off that building, who was resurrected by Gretchen Kelly, who went to prison, who kidnapped you from our first wedding... and who knows that I'm Superman." * * * "Several LexCorp subsidiaries have been undertaking extremely large transactions on exchanges all over the world, and, without exception, these transactions have resulted in heavy losses -- *very* heavy losses!" "How heavy?" There was a pause, which stretched on and on. Finally, Van Allen, who had been silent ever since entering the office, could bear it no longer. "Sir, the accumulated debts total... total...." The banker seemed unable to get the words out, until Luthor glared at him. "...over *ten billion dollars!* Sir, LexCorp is *bankrupt!*" * * * 'A-*ha*! Just as I thought!' He was right; the Gotham City account was a decoy, intended to mislead anyone trying to trace the intrusion into the LIB system. The next step was to examine the records of the bogus account while they were still there. A quick command brought up a screenful of information as to what the account "owner" had been doing with it while it was in existence. The list of activities was surprisingly short: it seemed that the account had been created for the sole purpose of receiving an e-mail message and forwarding it on; once that had been accomplished, the account shut itself down, with no permanent records to show that it had ever existed. It was the work of but a few seconds to find where the file had been sent from, to uncover the next link in this chain of deceit; Luthor sat back with a small smile of satisfaction as the origin of the incoming message was revealed as.... ...*daily-planet.metropolis.com?!?* 'Oh, my God.... 'KENT!' This changed everything. If Kent had abandoned his senseless insistence on staying within the law, then their conflict had moved to a much higher level. This was no game, not now -- this was *war!* * * * Alex stared disbelievingly as the paramedics packed up their equipment and the ambulance drove off -- slowly, almost sedately; there was no reason to hurry, was there? For the second time in as many minutes, Alex didn't know what to do, so he did nothing; all he could think was, 'First Chris, now Nicky....' *Luthor!* This was all *his* fault! It was Luthor's thug who'd killed Chris; it was Luthor who sent the same hoodlum after Nick, Luthor who drove the brothers into hiding; Nick wouldn't have even *been* here to be killed if he hadn't been trying to help Luthor's wife! Help her to escape from her murdering swine of a husband! *Now* he knew what to do. Alex felt his entire being fill with cold rage and a terrible sense of purpose. He moved over into the driver's seat and started the car, driving off towards the airport, where he would change his ticket for Zurich to one for a flight to Metropolis. * * * Clark was in the middle of editing a short history of LexCorp -- a side-bar for Donna's story on world-wide market reaction to the evening edition's revelations -- when he heard the sirens. A quick x-ray look revealed that a familiar-looking abandoned warehouse was on fire, and was well and truly ablaze. * * * "Lane, it's Henderson. This is it. STAR Labs came through for us, and I've got the warrants. If you and Kent want your exclusive, meet me you-know-where in an hour. And if either of you can get in touch with the Big Guy, he'd be more than welcome. I gotta go and get this clambake organised. One hour, right?" * * * Luthor held his finger over the firing button of the weapon and savoured his forthcoming triumph. He took one last look through the target acquisition system at the large windows that let light, air and, on occasions, Superman into the newsroom. 'Farewell, Daily Planet. Perhaps your successors -- if any -- will learn not to challenge the *true* power in this city.' He fired. AND NOW, THE CONCLUSION: Jimmy Olsen had emerged after a couple of hours in the darkroom, and was now in the conference room, reading Usenet under the guise of doing some research for Donna McIntyre, the financial reporter. He was actually working, although it might not have looked or sounded like it from the way he kept guffawing. He'd been checking out Internet reaction to LexCorp's financial troubles when he spotted a new newsgroup, one of those odd groups that sprung up whenever someone had an axe to grind or wanted to rave about something or somebody. Half the fun of these groups was the silly names that they were given, and this one was a classic, to Jimmy's delight; he sort of collected them, and "alt.bankrupt.lexcorp.flat.broke.busted" was a worthy companion to others that he had run across such as "alt.barney.die.you.monstrosity" and "alt.jadzia-dax.gorgeous. slug.babe". The people posting to this group were just what Donna wanted to represent the more extreme end of the opinion spectrum, and so Jimmy was having a great time reading their messages. He was going through some of the responses to one post that expounded the theory that LexCorp's impending collapse was inevitable if one considered Marxist-Leninist historical inevitability, and therefore, the revolution was just around the corner. Some of the messages replying to this tract were short, simple and at times abusive; others were considerably longer and tried to debate the original poster's assertions in the light of other socio-economic models. It was fairly heavy stuff, and it took a significant amount of concentration to try to follow the arguments, which was why he didn't hear the door open quietly, and why the first indication that he had company was when a pair of hands covered his eyes and a voice softly cooed, "Guess who?" The answer to that was easy; he recognised his girlfriend Penny's voice. He gently pried her hands from his eyes and brought them down to kiss lightly. "Hi," he said in a happy voice. "You're early...." "Just a little," Penny replied, smiling down at him. "There's nothing happening at work, so I took off. Actually, I got here a little while ago, and I've been helping Mrs White. Do you know where Clark Kent is?" Jimmy noticed Alice perching on the opposite edge of the big meeting table and greeted her, then turned his attention back to Penny. "CK? No, I haven't seen him for... about an hour. He's probably off on a story. Why?" "Oh, Mrs White and I were going to bring you guys some lunch, so you'd have more time to eat, and Lois says that Clark knows a lot of really good take-out places... but we can't ask him if he's not here, so what would you like for lunch?" Jimmy thought about that for a moment or two.... ...and then, all hell broke loose. The main windows went first, shattering into millions of pieces. The panes were made of safety glass -- had been ever since the bombing five years ago -- so the pieces were not deadly, but the force of the explosion that shattered them was enough to propel them across the newsroom like glittering buckshot. Men and women who had been near the windows were unconscious or worse, others bleeding and crying; those further inside were partially shielded >from the window glass, but they too were sent flying by the force of the blast -- and the second one which followed as Luthor's invisible beam struck furniture in the centre of the newsroom. Pandemonium reigned. The desks hit by the beam had shattered, sending vicious splinters flying everywhere. The computers on those desks had exploded, adding glass, hot metal and molten plastic to the shrapnel. Several desks, chair and cabinets near the central area of destruction were on fire. No-one was on their feet; the lucky ones had ducked or been fortunate enough to merely be knocked down, and escaped with a few bruises; the rest -- most of the staff -- were hurt, and their screams and cries mingled with the roar of the fire, the hiss and crackle of the destroyed or damaged electrical equipment, the sound of the sprinkler system coming on and the clamour of the fire alarm to form a truly hellish cacophony. Inside the conference room, Jimmy had seen the main windows go and instinctively yanked Penny off her feet, yelling "Get down!" and rolling off his chair to cover her. He was barely in time, for the first shock wave had rattled the conference room windows, and the second one shattered them completely. These windows were *not* safety glass, and they broke into flying razor-edged shards that cut a lethal swathe across the room. The glass and the blast that followed it missed Jimmy and Penny, who were sheltered by the desk at which he had been sitting. The shock wave knocked the computer off the desk, but they barely noticed; the tower unit was left hanging at the end of its network cable, bumping into Jimmy's leg, but not with any force, and the screen didn't break, so the computer's fall made more noise than anything else. They got to their feet slowly, dumbfounded by the sudden transformation of the newsroom into a battle zone. If it came to that, their own surroundings weren't much better; the big conference table had overturned and all the other furniture was scattered about the room in varying degrees of dismemberment. They stared at the chaos outside and inside for a few moments and then, almost simultaneously, remembered Alice. They cast worried glances around the room, but couldn't see her anywhere at first; then, to their great relief, Penny spotted a leg behind the overturned table. Alice had thrown herself to the floor at Jimmy's cry, so that most of the glass had missed her, but then the table had flipped over and she was pinned under it; she wasn't in any great pain, although she did have a few cuts on the one leg that was exposed. Jimmy got as good a grip as he could on the table and threw his weight against it. It was too heavy to right, but he managed to lift it off Alice long enough for her to move out from under it with some help from Penny. Once she was free, he let it go again and it crashed back onto the flattened chairs and the wall. Penny helped Alice to her feet, and then bent down to check the bleeding on her leg. Alice swayed a little until Jimmy came over to support her. She leaned on him slightly and murmured, "Thank you, Jimmy... for the warning *and* the help." "Hey, no problem," he replied. "You were lucky not to get hurt more; you must have ducked behind the table pretty quickly. Good reflexes for...." He shut up, realising that what he was about to say might not be very tactful. Not that Alice minded. "For someone my age?" she quipped, knowing quite well that the answer was yes. "You don't get to *be* my age without developing them -- not in the news business, you don't. The stories I could tell you..." she laughed, her voice wavering a little. "That's what I get for marrying Perry White...." 'Yep, that's what I get,' she thought. 'That and all those stories, and a whole lot more. And just what do you think of that, Alice?' She had no time to answer that question, because their present situation intruded -- that is, a nearby door crashed open and a familiar voice boomed out. "Judas Priest! What hit us?" Perry bellowed. Not really expecting an answer, he cast his eyes around the newsroom, seeking order in the chaos; what he saw was a mess of broken glass, smashed furniture and equipment, fire, smoke, water and sparks, with dazed, hurt people -- *his* people -- in the middle of it. He was about to charge out and help when he noticed the floor was wet... and he went cold as he thought of another possible danger. "Turn the power off before somebody gets electrocuted!" To Jimmy, this was a call to arms; not that he needed one, but things were bound to work out if the Chief was on top of the situation. "I'm on it, Chief!" he yelled, dashing out of the conference room and over to the far corner of the newsroom, where the fuse box for the floor was. He'd guessed what Perry was worried about, but he was sure that where he needed to go was safe, because there were people lying around and they weren't being shocked -- yet. Jimmy grabbed the main switch for the floor's power and yanked on it. The few remaining lights died... as did the sparks from the smashed electronics, and he sighed in relief. Now the main problem was the burning furniture; the sprinklers were controlling the fire, he thought, but it wasn't out yet, and injured people were too close to it. He grabbed a nearby extinguisher from the wall and began to play it where he could, trying to stop the flames >from spreading, especially if it looked like they could move towards anyone on the floor. Which is how he came to discover Ralph, unconscious and bleeding, lying between what had once been two desks. He used up the rest of the extinguisher's contents to make sure (he hoped) that the fire wouldn't move their way, and bent down to look at the prone reporter. What he found was not good; Ralph was pale and clammy -- as much of him as was not covered in blood -- and was showing all the classic signs of massive blood loss. The cause wasn't hard to find; wicked-looking wooden splinters had hit him in the arm and in the belly, and he was bleeding profusely from the wounds. Jimmy looked around; he had to stop this bleeding somehow, especially the gut wound, but to do that, he needed some proper equipment -- a pressure bandage, for preference. Now, where the heck had the first aid kits got to? Their locations were prominently displayed around the newsroom, but it looked as though they'd either been blown away, like everything else, or people had taken them already. Damn! He *needed* one of those kits, right now. "Hey!" he yelled, "Man down over here! Somebody get me a first aid kit!" Seconds passed, and there was no sign that anyone had even heard him through the discordant chaos of the fire and all the other noise in the room. 'Oh, Geez,' he thought, 'Ralph's gonna *die* if I don't do something -- but what?' Inspiration failed to strike -- except, perhaps, just a little. With only his bare hands and, maybe, a handkerchief or his shirt to stop Ralph from bleeding to death, and no time to go look for a first aid kit, there was only one thing he could do -- call for help. Very special help, perhaps the only kind of help that could save Ralph. It is a prime example of the defence methods by which the human mind tries to protect itself from stress that Jimmy actually spent a moment or two hoping that Lois wouldn't want to get him for violation of copyright or something, before yelling, as loud as he could, "Help! *Superman!!*" He almost fainted when a calm, familiar voice above him replied, "It's okay, Jimmy. I'm here." * * * Superman had been x-raying the wreckage of the warehouse, trying to help determine what had started the fire, when he heard the explosions. He'd also been performing the potentially grisly task of looking for casualties. Both searches were proving equally fruitless, which was fine by him; the building was destroyed, but no-one had been hurt, and that was a fair enough trade. When he arrived, he had recognised the warehouse as being the same one which had mysteriously and inexplicably caught fire last Christmas, and there was no more indication as to what had caused that than for the latest, more serious blaze. The arson squad had been called in, and first indications were that something odd must have happened. The fire appeared to have started over near one wall -- not an outside wall, either -- where a wooden roof support and the nearby floorboards had caught alight. Why was anybody's guess; *how* was even more mysterious, for the support posts were thick chunks of hardwood, and they didn't catch fire easily. Like lighting a log fire, it took a fairly strong blaze beforehand to get a piece of wood that size to burn, and even then it did it slowly; but here, one of them seemed to have been the first thing to go up, and it had been almost totally consumed in a very short time. There were signs that something had come in through the roof, which led to thoughts of petrol bombs and the like, but they wouldn't cause the incredible heat needed to get that post to catch on fire, and not even super-vision could find any traces of an "accelerant" (the petrol or chemicals used to start the fire). A water-soluble chemical like acetone could have been used, but Clark knew how to find even those most elusive of accelerants, and there wasn't any hint of anything like that. It was a mystery. Then the double *whoompf!* of twin explosions reached his ears, and his head snapped around to zero in on the sound. X-ray and telescopic vision revealed, to his horror, that the sounds were coming from the *Planet building!* 'Lois! Laura!' his mind yelled, his heart leaping. He was about to launch himself into the air, but paused; this might-- *would* need more than just himself to help. A red-and-blue blur flashed through the warehouse, coming to a halt next to the fire chief. "Chief!" Superman snapped, "There've been two explosions at the Daily Planet building. Send some units, and call the bomb squad! Oh, and they'll need ambulances, too. You'd better alert Metro General, as well. I'm on my way there now." And with that, he was gone. Behind him, the startled fire chief could only look after him and murmur, "Right..." before heading for her engine and the radio. * * * Clark had the situation assessed by the time he reached the newsroom. He'd seen Lois and Laura -- in the Jeep and the day-care centre respectively -- and both were okay, if upset, which meant that he could concentrate on helping people without having to worry about his family. What had happened to his friends and colleagues was bad enough. Super-cold breath took care of what was left of the fire -- at least, the obvious flames. There were going to be hot spots in the floor around that central area for a while, and that part of the floor itself had been weakened. He would have checked it over, but Jimmy's urgent yell called him away; assessing the condition of the building could wait until after the people were okay. Ralph's condition was obvious, as was his need for urgent medical attention. After reassuring Jimmy, he carefully lifted Ralph from the floor. It was tricky: Ralph would have been dead by now if it wasn't for the splinter that caused his belly wound still being in place, and Clark dared not remove it, not even to cauterise the wound with heat vision; on the other hand, he had to be careful that he didn't inadvertently drive it in deeper as he picked the man up. Fortunately, x-ray vision was a big help in situations like these, and he managed to get Ralph into a suitable carrying position without moving the splinter at all, and then he flashed out of the window. Next stop, Metro General and the E.R. * * * ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:38:12 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [2/8] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Luthor was frustrated. The weapon had worked perfectly, and the destruction it had caused in the Daily Planet was most gratifying to see... but when Kent was visible, he moved so fast that Lex couldn't get a decent shot at him! He lifted his head from the sights and thought quickly. No, there was no need to worry. This should have been expected; Superman always moved at high speed when he was being a do-gooder, and he would be quite busy helping his followers. Eventually, though, he would slow down, if only to find out from witnesses what had happened. Then... ah, *then*.... Patience. That was what he needed, patience. His triumph was so close that he could almost taste it. This was not the time to ruin everything by losing control of himself. Patience.... * * * Lois was driving out of the underground car park onto the street when the beam struck the Planet building. The blasts that had wreaked so much havoc in the newsroom were mostly directed inwards, but enough noise came out of the now open newsroom windows to alert drivers in the streets below, and the traffic came to a screeching halt while they all rubbernecked to see what had caused it. Lois knew immediately that the newsroom was involved -- the main windows were just *gone*, frames, glass and all. She could see flames and smoke inside, and immediately pulled in to the kerb, jumped out of the Jeep and ran for the building. She didn't bother to notice where she'd parked, and barely remembered whether or not she'd locked the car; never mind tickets or car thieves, her friends were in there -- her *daughter* was in there! She burst through the main entrance, barely pausing to yell at the security guard to call 911, and charged across the lobby and into the day-care centre. A bewildered Mrs Wilson assured her that Laura was okay -- *all* the kids were fine, just a little scared -- and wanted to know what had happened. Lois told her what she knew, but had to break off halfway through because Ruth suddenly turned and bellowed to her assistants, "Get ready to evacuate the building! Jane, page the designated helpers for this morning-- *not* Lee and Andrea, they're right in the middle of it all; get Paula and Tom instead. And George, if he's there. Mary, you know what to do. Let's *go!*" As her staff disappeared, Ruth turned back to Lois. "Sorry, Lois, but I've got to get to work. So do you, so get going -- and *don't* worry about Laura! We've practised this sort of thing lots of times, and we all know what to do. Your daughter will be fine. Now, scat!" She bustled away. Behind her, rather bemused at being dismissed so abruptly, yet oddly reassured that her little girl was in good hands, Lois left and headed for the newsroom. She arrived to a scene of devastation, but one that had hope, for Superman had returned. Not only that, but the less-badly-injured of the newsroom staff had recovered enough from the shock to do things for themselves -- specifically, to put into action the plans that Perry had had drawn up for situations like this after the bombing five years ago. She felt like cheering, as mad as that sounded; the Daily Planet might be down, but it wasn't out. Ever the reporter, Lois just stood and watched for a moment, trying to absorb the atmosphere in the room. Superman was speeding >from person to person, and by the way that each man or woman that he left got up and joined in helping others, she could guess that he'd been administering some simple super-first aid -- checking wounds for foreign bodies, then using a little heat vision to close and cauterise bleeding -- to those people with relatively minor injuries. The red-and-blue blur finally slowed into the figure of the Man of Steel, and he began to move about more carefully, taking his time to check on each of the remaining few people who were trapped or unconscious. Several times, he waved back would-be helpers, warning them that the floor was unsafe or that they might dislodge something which could fall on someone; a few of them looked offended -- if he could walk there, why couldn't they? -- until Superman stretched out horizontally in mid-air and they realised that he had been floating the whole time. Their resentment evaporated completely when, once he'd checked out the situation, he was more than happy to accept their help, usually asking them to move their colleague while he lifted or restrained some heavy object. Lois gave up watching and got her hands dirty -- bloody, rather. Her first aid training came to the fore as she examined her injured colleagues; there wasn't a lot she could do, but every little bit counted, and hopefully proper medical help was on its way. It rankled-- it *more* than rankled, it was downright infuriating -- to be missing out on her exclusive on Lex's arrest, but she was needed here, and so was Clark. Henderson and his men would just have to take their chances. Hopefully, this wouldn't take too much longer, not with Clark here, and then they could head for the LexCorp Building -- always assuming that her car hadn't been towed. It wasn't as though they could be scooped -- on the arrest, maybe, but not on why Lex had been arrested and the evidence that proved his guilt. She teamed up with Pam from Sunday Features, who had managed to find a first aid kit that had been blown off the wall and ended up under an upturned desk. Together, they patched up half-a-dozen people with relatively minor injuries or more serious ones that didn't immobilise them, and sent them on their way out of the building with the help of each other or anyone else who was steady enough on their feet. Clark had x-rayed the building's structure and announced that it was safe, but no-one wanted to trust the elevators; instead, there was a stream of people joining the throng from other floors going down the stairs. The newsroom was emptying quickly. Lois finished putting an arm into a sling and handed its owner over to one of her colleagues, then went over to where Superman was supporting a file cabinet and a large chunk of window frame; Perry and Jimmy were gently easing an unconscious form from underneath. Lois recognised Alan, a guy from Accounting, someone whom she couldn't remember seeing (or talking to, at least) since last year's Christmas party. "Is he going to be all right?" she asked, her tone determinedly neutral -- partly because she always tried to be careful when speaking to Superman in public, and partly because Alan did not look good at all. He was the last person to need rescuing, though, and that was a relief. "He should be fine," Superman reassured her after setting his load down with painstaking care. "He's got a mild concussion, I think, but nothing more serious than that and a few bruises. A few days in a good hospital, and he'll be all right." "That's good news," Perry said, once he'd made Alan as comfortable as he could. "And the Planet's insurance will pick up everyone's medical expenses, or I'll know the reason why not! But what in the name of Sam Hill hit us? Some kind of missile?" "I have no idea, Mr White," Superman replied. "I didn't see it, only heard the explosions. Two of them." "Yeah, that would be right," chipped in Jimmy. "I saw it. The windows were smashed in by the first one, and then the desks and stuff blew up." "That does support the idea of something breaking in through the windows," Superman mused, looking around, "but there's no sign of any remains, and, as big a mess as they've made here, those explosions weren't powerful enough to destroy a decent-sized projectile without leaving something behind -- you'd all be dead if they had been -- and I can't see anything in the way of debris or chemical residue." He did see something, though... and it looked familiar. Some of the newsroom furniture was quite old, sturdily made from oak or like woods... and showing very similar burn marks to the supports in the warehouse that he'd just come from! Once again, tremendous heat, far hotter than the fire that he'd seen here a few minutes ago, must have been generated in order to consume or scorch some of the solid chunks of wood that he could see. He frowned and walked slowly towards the hole where the main windows had been, super-senses on the alert for further tell-tale signs of whatever had destroyed the warehouse and, if he was right, struck at the Daily Planet. * * * Luthor's face contorted into a feral grin as Superman emerged >from the recesses of the newsroom and walked right into his sights. He couldn't have had an easier shot; the fool was standing in full view, facing directly towards him. The target acquisition system beeped, indicating that it had an optical lock-on; appropriately, the target reticule was centred right on that gaudy red-and-yellow S that was so well-known all over the world -- and which would soon be obliterated. With malicious glee, Luthor turned the knob that ran the weapon up to full power, his anticipation rising with the pitch of the muffled sound emanating from within the telescope case, and took a final look at his enemy. 'The games end here... as does the war. *DIE*, Kent!' * * * The sights, product of almost as many man-years of work as the weapon itself, were accurate; the beam struck Clark squarely in the chest as he continued to examine the remnants of the newsroom windows. He gasped as his torso suddenly felt as though it was on fire -- except that being on fire wouldn't bother him, but *this*... this was on a par with the first time he'd been exposed to Kryptonite! He staggered backwards a couple of steps, his face distorted by the pain. The others noticed this, and would have run to help him had he not called out, "No! Stay back!" Lois froze in her tracks, though every instinct screamed for her to go to her husband. Perry and Jimmy, slightly slower to realise what was happening, tried to get past, but she blocked them frantically. For his part, Clark was desperate to keep his friends -- and, of course, his *wife* -- away. He could feel the searing heat of the torrent of energy that was flooding in to strike him, but that was visible only to his super-vision, and knew that an ordinary human unlucky enough to cross it would be consumed in an instant. "Keep back..." he gasped. "Whatever... attacked the Planet... is after *me* now...." He groaned and his eyes closed as he struggled to resist the awful pain. He dropped to his knees, but the beam followed him, and the pain only spread to other parts of his body. Lois, her eyes bright with sudden, panicky tears, gasped at the sight of him visibly weakening. He needed help-- he needed *her*, but she couldn't go to him. All she could do was watch as the man she loved was consumed by some unseen but deadly menace. "Fight it, honey... *Fight* it! Please, Clark..." she whispered, her voice so soft that no-one other than her Superman could possibly have heard it; she could only pray that he was *able* to hear it. He was. He heard her, and it gave him resolve when his had almost gone. 'Come on, Kent -- Lois needs you! This isn't as bad as Kryptonite, so stop acting like it! Get up and take care of it before whoever's behind this gets tired of you and decides to try his toy on someone more entertaining -- like, say, Lois!' The awed eyes of the few people left in the newsroom watched as Superman tensed visibly. Every muscle in a body that was considered by many to be near perfection, if not the ultimate human male form, strained, veins and sinews standing out like thick cables, as the Man of Steel, his jaw set and his face grim with determination, slowly raised himself to his feet. He took a step towards the wreckage of the windows, then another, and another. Then he raised his head and, ignoring the agony that tore at him, focused his attention along the line of sight of the beam that only he could see. He rose from the floor, slowly moving upwards along the line of the beam, blocking it from reaching any more of the blasted building -- or the people within -- as his super-vision reached out to reveal the source of this attack... and the one responsible for it. "LUUUTHOOOOOOOORRRRRRRR!!!!!" For blocks around, people held their hands over their ears as that super-shout rang across the city. Luthor himself stumbled back from the sights of his weapon, startled despite himself at the power of the cry -- and the rage it held. Clark saw his chance and "fought fire with fire", unleashing a devastating blast of heat vision. Luthor's "telescope" was perhaps more powerful, but it wasn't invulnerable. Parts of it melted instantly, and then the penthouse was rocked by an explosion. Not as big as the ones that had caused such havoc in the Planet newsroom, but quite enough to reduce the weapon to junk... and one glowing fragment. With the beam gone, mere seconds should have elapsed before Clark's incredible regenerative powers returned him to peak super-condition... except that they didn't. He felt drained -- not powerless or anything like that, but definitely weaker than usual, and he could still feel a sort of tingle from the regions of his body that the beam had struck. He pushed this aside; Luthor had gone too far this time, and he was going to bring him to justice! He smiled grimly and soared away from the Daily Planet -- towards the LexCorp Tower. * * * Behind him, Lois stood stunned for a second. Just a second, though, because Clark's cry had told her everything she needed to know. 'Oh, my God.... *Lex!* Of course! Who else would do this?' Her mind, ever keen, immediately began to think of a myriad of other possibilities, but she pushed that aside and turned and ran for the stairs. 'I've got to get over there! Clark might need help -- and Henderson! Henderson's got to be warned!' Fortunately, the evacuation of the building was mostly complete by now, and there were not many people on the stairs, because Lois took the steps three at a time, and would cheerfully have gone over, under or even *through* anyone who couldn't get out of her way in time. As it was, she charged down and out of the main entrance in a headlong rush that was to become legend even at the Daily Planet, an institution that had seen more than its share of such energetic exits. Outside, the Planet staff were mostly clustered around the building, rubbernecking and chatting as people in that sort of situation do. The emergency services were finally arriving, which caused some of the crowd to move to one side -- and Lois raced straight down the middle of the space that they left. She had to check herself when she nearly ran into a slow-moving fire engine, but that delayed her for the barest minimum of time (just long enough for her to wish that she was Ultra Woman again, so that she could toss the darn thing out of her way) and she shot around it and disappeared down the street towards her Jeep. A uniformed cop had just strolled up to the car and was regarding it in an unfriendly manner, one hand hovering near his ticket pad. Lois didn't waste time arguing with him; she grabbed his radio mike and shoved it in his face. He took it from her indignantly-- or, rather, he would have been indignant had he had the time to think. Instead, he had to try desperately to keep up with what Lois was saying as she yelled at him to get on the damn radio and contact Inspector Henderson; warn him that L-- the guy he was about to arrest -- had just attacked the Daily Planet and should be considered armed and extremely dangerous; tell him that Lane and Kent were on their way, and to watch himself; and there were a bunch of ambulances trying to get to the Planet building, and shouldn't he get his act together and help them do their job rather than waste time gawking at her? All the while that she was berating the hapless cop, Lois was diving around the Jeep and scrambling into the driver's seat. Her final words -- or were they *orders?* -- were accompanied by the roar of the engine and a squeal of tyres as she hit the accelerator and sent the car speeding off into the mid-day traffic. Behind her, a dumbfounded policeman stood with a microphone in one hand and wondered what the heck that had been about? He'd just about managed to follow what she said -- at least enough to know that she wanted him to pass on a message to Henderson, one of the big-shot Inspectors from Headquarters. He didn't quite get the bit about someone attacking the newspaper, but the words "armed and extremely dangerous" were a clarion call to any cop. He decided that he'd better make the effort and tell his dispatcher; he only hoped that the Inspector could make sense of the message, 'cause *he* sure couldn't. * * * The Inspector did make sense of the message, even in the garbled form in which it reached him. He was no reporter, but he was a professional detective, and his investigative skills (if not his writing) would have graced the offices of any news media organisation anywhere, even the Daily Planet. So it wasn't too hard to work out what Lane (he assumed it was Lane from the description) must have meant. He'd caught the 911 call about the explosions at the Planet building, and he'd heard Superman's incredible roar -- heck, everyone this side of Gotham City had heard *that!* -- so it didn't take much imagination to realise that a warning about a suspect that he was about to arrest being armed and dangerous could only mean that Luthor had got his hands on some new super-weapon and that he and his men were headed into Big Trouble. There was only one thing to do, and Henderson did it. Mobilising SWAT teams would make him a little late nabbing the perp, but better that than having his men barbecued. Now if only Lane could (or *would*) stay out of trouble.... * * * As Clark flew towards the penthouse, he scanned it to see if Luthor had any other tricks, especially green ones, up his sleeve, but found nothing -- not so much as a lead-lined container or secret compartment. What he *did* see, however, was that the living area was deserted and looked as though it had been for some time -- days, at least. Where was Beth? Had Luthor sent her away before launching his attack? That made sense. But then Clark remembered Owen Preece's words, and another, darker set of possibilities came to mind. Beth had warned Preece of something -- presumably that Luthor was going to have him killed -- and the man had run. But he'd been caught, and Luthor could have found out about the warning. If he had, then Beth was in big trouble -- if she was still alive; Luthor didn't take what he saw as betrayal lightly. Or had Beth found out about Preece's capture and run herself? The reporter in him saw all sorts of intriguing questions to be answered, but that would have to wait. Right now, his immediate priority had to be to deal with Luthor himself; time enough to enquire into Beth's fate after her murderous swine of a husband was locked up! One last thing to check on before he grabbed Luthor -- that weird-looking glowing object that had come out of the wrecked "telescope" when his heat vision had hit it. It was roughly spherical and its outer skin was made from an unusual crystalline material. It had been assembled from two close-fitting halves, but the joint between the pieces of its shell or casing had sprung open, and it was from the gap between the halves that the odd glow, a sort of greenish-orange not unlike an unripe mandarin, was coming. Clark had never seen anything like it, but the simple fact that it had come from Luthor's zap gun made it potentially important -- and dangerous. 'Time to take a good look at it.... 'Oh, no...!' Clark had slowed his flight as he checked on the object, but now he flashed across the remaining distance as fast as possible, swooping down to grab the sphere. For a fraction of a second, he paused to examine the joint in more detail, to see how to close it, then placed one hand on each half of the casing and pushed. Nothing happened. Surprised, he pushed harder, but the sphere resisted him. He increased the pressure he was applying... and again... and again... and still it wasn't closing! Finally, Clark was pitting all his strength against the strange crystal, and he couldn't close the gap between the pieces! Worse, the energy radiating from the sphere was affecting him somehow; he could feel an irritation -- a peculiar sort of prickle, rather how he imagined sunburn to feel -- everywhere that the glow touched him, and it was getting stronger. And so, he realised, was the glow. "Sunburn" or not, he *had* to close the sphere, so he ignored the irritation as he had the pain from the complete weapon and focused his concentration on that. He succeeded so well in blocking out the rest of the world that he barely felt the impact as something struck his back and was smashed into pieces. Once it did register, he turned to see Luthor standing a few feet away, panting and holding the broken remains of a chair. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Luthor?" Superman snapped, "Can't you see I'm busy saving your worthless life?" ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:38:26 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [3/8] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Luthor let out a high-pitched, breathless laugh -- or was it a sob? -- that momentarily chilled Clark's blood. He'd dealt with enough people at the limits of their mental and physical capacities to recognise that that single sound carried a warning. It was the sound of someone who'd pushed himself, or been pushed, way beyond the bounds of normality. There was hysteria in that cry; and exhaustion, both mental and physical; and, above all, more than a little insanity. If Clark had heard anyone else make that noise, he'd have advised them to seek help, and soon; here and now, though, with Luthor, all he knew was that a lot of people were in great danger, and the man who'd put them in that danger was past reasoning with. "Save my life?" Luthor half-screamed, "*Why?!*" He threw down the remnants of the chair and peered at the Man of Steel with mad eyes that blazed with hatred. "Damn you, Kent, you've taken from me everything that I've ever cared about -- why save my *life?*" He seemed to notice the glow from the sphere for the first time, and his gaze moved from it to the wreckage of the "telescope"; he stared wordlessly at that for a few moments, then began to prowl around the room, his arms waving wildly as he ranted in a voice that began as an unsettling whisper but grew to an hysterical yell. "What does it take to kill you, Kent? My Kryptonite cage couldn't do it; the quantum disruptor didn't work; the Presses' quantum disbander was no better, even when they cut you off from sunlight; the Army's Kryptonite gas killed the other aliens, but not *you*; even my greatest creation, an improved disruptor that uses the same frequencies as Kryptonite, failed. *What does it take?*" Superman paid little attention to him, being far more concerned with the sphere in his hands and the glow from it, which was continuing to brighten. Luthor noticed this, and the indifference was the final straw. Unheeded, he began to hurl anything he could get his hands on at the nearby caped figure. Books, papers, objets d'art, a humidor, even parts of his computer; if he could lift it and throw it, it became part of the hail of objects flying towards Superman. For all the effect his barrage had, Luthor might as well have been throwing melted snowballs, but Clark didn't need the distraction. "Knock it off, Luthor!" he barked. "Your precious creation here is well on its way to generating a nuclear explosion, and I'm the only thing stopping it from going up and destroying everything in a half-mile radius!" "*Let it!*" Luthor screamed, continuing to fling whatever came to hand. "Better that than having to live in poverty after you've stolen everything I own or love! You thieving son of a...." Clark didn't wait for him to finish the epithet; he didn't know what the madman was talking about, but the danger from the sphere was more important than wild accusations. Bracing one half of the casing against his body so that he could maintain the pressure on the other half with one hand, he shot forward at super-speed, shrugging off the flying missiles as the insignificant annoyances that they were. Reaching Luthor, he raised his free arm and, almost casually, flicked him in the chin with his index finger. Lex was flung into the air and across the room, performing something like a back-somersault before landing heavily on the couch, out cold. 'Hmmm...' thought Clark, amused despite everything, 'That worked even better than the time I did it to that cyborg boxer of Sam's.' He wasted no more time on that, though, returning to the problem of the sphere. For all his efforts, the gap between the two halves was no smaller, and the glow was continuing to brighten. The radiation from it was getting stronger too, the original prickle on his skin now starting to become a burn. 'Admit your limitations, Kent,' he thought. 'Luthor said that that thing used Kryptonite frequencies; that must be why it's affecting you. And you're only going to get weaker; if you can't close it up, get rid of it!' Put like that, there was no choice in the matter. Clark turned to the balcony, ready to fly his menacing load into space where it could be allowed to destroy itself safely.... ...except that he couldn't take off! 'Oh, God.... I can't fly! This radiation must be stealing my powers like Kryptonite does. What do I do now?' All Clark could think was that he must close up the sphere, or thousands-- *millions*, even, of people would die... but his super-strength was leaving him. Once it was gone.... * * * Other than on the penthouse level, it was a normal working day at LexCorp Tower. There was an inevitable air of tension about the place, and perhaps a few more absences than usual, but that was to be expected with the current uncertainty regarding the company's future. In any case, if employees wanted there to be any chance at all that their next pay packet would arrive as usual, they needed to be at their desks, benches or counters, hard at work. And so they were when the relative peace of the day was interrupted by a muffled boom from above. Most ignored it, but those few whose job it was to deal with such things immediately checked their alarm systems and cameras, but nothing showed up -- no fires, no smoke, and no intruders anywhere that they could detect. Nor was anything visible from the outside of the building. One Security officer, who hadn't been with LexCorp long, wanted to ask the penthouse for authorization to view the tapes from the cameras there, but was hastily restrained by his supervisor. The Boss would *not* appreciate being interrupted "unnecessarily" at a time like this, particularly since his secretary (who was working real odd hours lately -- must be something to do with all the trouble Upstairs) wasn't due in for an hour or so. Besides, couldn't he tell from the status board that the penthouse cameras weren't turned on? The Boss did that sometimes when he wanted complete privacy. Forget about the penthouse; if something was wrong *there*, Mr L. would let them know soon enough. Calm settled on the Tower once more, but not for long. It was shattered a second time when the Evacuate Building alarm went off. On every floor, people looked at one another in amazed consternation. They'd all heard the alarm before, when they began work at the Tower and when it was regularly tested, but was this real? And if it was, what had set it off? The people in the Security office had no more idea than anyone else, but they did know that this wasn't an unscheduled test or anything like that, and that, despite the fact that they couldn't detect anything that could have caused the alarm, the computer was indicating that this was a Code Red emergency, the highest level in the system, and one which it should be almost impossible to trip accidentally. They tried to contact the penthouse, but the Boss didn't answer. The supervisor who'd stopped the new guy from calling the penthouse now looked sick, but didn't waste time dwelling on his mistake -- if it was one. Whatever was happening Upstairs, this alarm could be real, and that meant that it was his job to get the people in the building out safely. Nobody knew exactly what was going on, but he'd rather take his lumps for interrupting the working day than for letting people get hurt by *not* doing anything. He reached for a headset-and-mike and turned on the PA. "Your attention, please. This is not a test. Repeat, this is *not* a test. Please leave the building in an orderly fashion and proceed to the assembly point indicated on the notice in the office in which you are now located. Staff on or below the 15th floor should use the stairs; staff on level 16 or above may use the elevators at this time. That is all." The building's PA system was, naturally, top-of-the-range, so it surprised a few employees that the announcement concluded with a most peculiar noise, like a cross between a white noise hiss and a feedback squeal -- and one or two of the more imaginative people said that it gave them the creeps because it sounded for all the world like an insane giggle. They forgot about it, though, in the rush to leave. LexCorp, like all large organisations, was required by law to have detailed and comprehensive plans for a situation such as this, and to hold practice drills on a regular basis so that employees could become familiar with the correct procedures. This it did, and the plans and drills had the desired effect -- mostly. Unfortunately, a minority of people in any stressful situation will have a tendency to over-react, and the population of the Tower, larger than that of many a small country, had its fair share of these. Add to this an alarm system that went overboard on the loud klaxons and bright flashing lights, and the extra excitement of a *real* evacuation rather than a drill was enough to produce a panic that started with a handful of people, but spread like the proverbial wildfire through the leaving crowds for no real reason, bringing chaos where there should have been order. What began as an calm, if slightly nervous evacuation soon degenerated into groups of people struggling desperately to get out of the building before they-knew-not-what happened. In the midst of all the panic and noise, Lois forced her way into the Tower lobby, fighting against the crowds of agitated staff heading for the exits. A pair of security officers blocked her path; she tried to dodge, but one of them grabbed her arm and, seeing that she didn't even have a visitor's badge, began to bluster and issue peremptory orders, pointing back the way she'd come. 'I don't have *time* for this!' she mentally screamed. These two clowns were obviously not going to help her, and she *had* to get past them, so there was no point in being subtle. The bozo holding her promptly received a knee right where it hurt the most. As he began to fold up, she chopped his wrist with her free hand and pulled loose from him. A quick two-handed blow to the side of the head sent him sprawling across the room. He collided heavily with his partner, bringing the other man down and slamming him into a wall as he fell. Lois didn't wait to see whether either of them got back up. She turned and dived past the group of watching office workers whose way out had been blocked by the falling guards, then skidded around a corner into the corridor that led to the penthouse elevator. One or two of the men at the back of the group of would-be escapees -- where they hadn't been able to see much of what had happened -- made half-hearted attempts to stop her, but one look at the fury on her face and the fire in her eyes, and they kept their hands to themselves. As she raced on towards the elevator, she snatched glimpses of the offices that she passed, all the while yelling for Superman at the top of her voice, desperately trying to make herself heard over the raucous alarms. No-one was there to answer, though, and the penthouse elevator, providentially open and waiting for her, was equally empty, so all she could do was worry as it whisked her to the top of the building. Where *was* he? And where was Lex? Why the evacuation? What was going on? *Where was Clark?* Below, at street level, the elevator system controls switched to "Locked" mode, and a strange sound might have been audible behind the klaxons -- a chuckle? The guards eventually managed to get to their feet. It took them a while, though, because they were continually being knocked back down by other members of staff, all of whose sole interest was to get out of the building and as far away from it as possible. Once they *were* finally upright, they looked around for the woman who'd just flattened them, but she was nowhere to be seen. In fact, the lobby was empty, everybody else having done what they were instructed to do -- that is, they'd left. Despite their own intense wish to get the heck out of there, the two men ran after their assailant. They'd been delayed too long, though, and she was long gone. Only thing was, where had she gone? Nowhere that they could see, unless she was hiding in one of the offices. She sure hadn't taken the penthouse lift; that was locked, as usual when the Boss was in residence, and only someone with top-level clearance could use it. The two men looked at each other, silently communing against the background of flashing lights and blaring klaxons. Both were thinking the same thing: 'This place could be about to go up. Is it worth risking getting killed for the sake of one crazy broad -- and one who's just decked us both, at that?' It didn't take them long to reach the obvious conclusion: 'Nah....' They turned and ran for the exit. The "crazy broad" would have to take her own chances. * * * Lois charged out of the elevator on the penthouse level and was confronted by an eerie light coming from the room at the end of the passage -- the study. This brought her to a momentary halt. Somehow, she knew -- *that* was where Clark must be. But what on Earth was causing that weird glow? She ran through the deserted outer office and threw open the door, panting, to behold a sight that could only be described as uncanny. The glow came from an orange-green ball of light about a foot across, which bathed the entire room in an unearthly, near-blinding glare. Superman was holding it in his hands and seemed to be straining against it somehow. His face was contorted with effort, as though he was exerting all his strength, and he was... *sweating?* "Cl-- Superman!" she cried. "What's going on? What *is* that thing? What are you doing?" "Lois!" he yelped, startled. He raised bewildered, almost panic-stricken eyes to hers for a second, but then just as quickly turned back to the thing in his hands. In the instant in which he had looked up, the light from the fireball had increased in intensity, and his face resumed the strained grimace that it had had when she had entered -- only now, Lois thought she could detect the beginnings of... desperation? "What is it, Clark?" she asked as she slowly crossed the room to him, her every sense alert and her mind filled with sudden fear, but with also a iron determination not to show it. He didn't look up again, presumably to avoid a repetition of whatever had happened the last time, which she could understand. He didn't answer, either, but turned away so that his back was to her... and *that* scared her. "Clark..." she called softly, "What's going on? Honey, *please*... talk to me." She had reached him by now, and laid one hand on his shoulder before trying to go around him so that she could see his face. He didn't react to her touch, but as soon as she moved to one side, he turned with her so that all she could see was his hunched back and the cape with its golden shield. She fell back a step in shock, not really expecting that, despite his earlier retreat. This new alarm was short-lived, however, as he finally managed to gasp out, "Lois... stay behind me, *please*...." She let out a sigh of relief that she hadn't realised she was holding in; he had a *reason* for "rejecting" her-- well, of course he did! Whatever had made her think otherwise? She still needed to know what was happening, and especially what that ball of fire was and why he was so worried about it, but she stayed silent, knowing now that he'd heard her but had to take his time answering. And, eventually, he did answer her, though every word seemed to be ripped from him, as if it took the utmost effort for him to speak -- which, she began to realise as she heard him out, was pretty much the case. "Lois... please," he rasped, "You've got to get out of here.... quickly!" "What?" she yelped. "Why?" "This... thing... I'm holding... is part... of the weapon Luthor attacked the Planet with.... It's like... the quantum disruptor... only worse. I... destroyed it... but the casing... of the field generator... burst open. There's a... runaway chain reaction going on... in here... and when it gets... to a critical level... the generator... will explode...." "Well, get rid of it!" Lois cried, still not understanding. "I... can't. Luthor... made the disruptor... to kill me. Its... radiation... is like Kryptonite... and it's robbing me... of my powers. I... can't fly... and I'm gradually losing... my strength and invulnerability." Lois gasped in horror, and Clark looked around at her as best he could without exposing her to the radiation from the sphere. "Lois... *please*... you've got to get *out* of here! I'm the only reason... this thing hasn't blown up... already... and I don't know... how much longer... I can hold it... together. When it blows... it'll destroy... this building and... most of its neighbours. Go... go to the Planet -- that... should be far enough away. You'll... be safe there. "Lois -- *go*, please! I'll keep... this thing from going critical... for as long... as I can... but you've got to go... *now!* Warn... everyone you can. Re--remember me to Laura... and tell her... I love her... and never forget... that I... will always... love... *you*...." He fell silent, all his strength of will and body needed to stave off the impending disaster for as long as he could, so that she - - his wife, friend, love, soul mate -- could escape and survive. Lois just stood and stared, for a moment unable to comprehend the magnitude of the tragedy facing her. 'No... this *can't* be happening. Not to Clark. I can't lose him like this... not so soon!' But she could -- and she *was* losing him! She had to leave -- for Laura's sake -- and he would stay... and *die*, so that she and everyone she could warn would have a chance to live. Because he had to; because he was a hero; because he was *Clark*.... Lois choked down a sob that came from the furthest depths of her soul, and ran to him. She didn't care about the radiation; she could *not* leave him without one last chance to hold him -- one last embrace that she knew she would remember for the rest of her life. How could she forget, when it would be all that she would have to sustain her through the long, lonely years to come? She wrapped herself around him in the fiercest, most frantic grip she could manage. Her eyes were closed and her face crumpled in painful sobs as she held him to her, trying desperately to forget, just for a very few seconds, that she was going to have to leave him.... leave him to die. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:38:36 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [4/8] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Clark's voice had gradually weakened and faded as he spoke to her earlier, and she didn't really expect to ever hear it again, so it was a shock to her when he said, quietly and a little surprised, but with all the calm strength that she had come to know and expect from him, "Lois... what are you doing?" Lois didn't-- *couldn't* reply, but she raised her head, eyes full of tears, at the unexpected but commanding sound. "Never mind," he went on, his tone cool and confident, "Just... keep doing it, okay? Don't let go." Lois was totally bewildered by this sudden change in manner, and had no idea what he supposed she was doing, but not letting go of Clark was one thing she thought she could manage, even when he uncurled from his hunched-over posture to stand straight and tall, the way Metropolis-- the *world* -- was used to seeing him. She didn't dare let herself hope what this might mean, so she blanked her thoughts and concentrated on feeling Clark's beloved body pressed against her; the soft smoothness of his cape and the subtle changes in texture of the shield; the fantastic strength of his alien, but so human muscles, and the incredible easy control under which it was kept -- strength which, to her surprise, seemed to grow and grow as she held him. She was behind him still and couldn't see what was happening to the fireball, but somehow she *knew* that he was managing to overcome the forces that had defied him before. She didn't know how or why, but she could *feel* the two halves of the sphere coming together, and with it, the intensity of the fire within dying as they did so. Despite her fears, hope soared inside her. He was doing it! Clark-- *Superman!* -- was winning this battle. He was going to save the city-- he was going to *live!* Lois had shut her eyes again in order to concentrate on these extraordinary feelings, but she opened them just in time to see the orange-green glow fade and die. Superman carefully eased his grip on the crystal globe, moving his hands so that the two halves could separate by the merest fraction of an inch, alert for any reappearance of the fireball... but nothing happened. The raging sphere of energy was gone, smothered out of existence by the fantastic strength of the Man of Steel. He sagged with relief, letting out a long, heart-felt sigh. Lois waited a few seconds, then gently turned him to face her and wrapped her arms around him again, but this time joyfully, and covered his mouth with her own. A long, glorious time later, she managed to stop kissing him (*and* catch her breath) for long enough to say happily, "You *did* it, Clark! You did it!" "*We* did it, honey. I don't know how, or why, but when you touched me... it was like I was recharged. All my strength, all the energy that I'd expended, fighting to hold the sphere together, came flooding back, and I *knew* that I was able to close it up. After that... it was simple. It took a lot of effort, but I wasn't worried. With you holding me... it was just a matter of finishing the job. And we did." Lois stared at him, amazed by his words. She could tell that he meant what he said, but she didn't have the faintest idea how she could have been of help. She'd just wanted to hold him one last time, but he seemed to think that she'd saved the day -- somehow. "Clark... I didn't do anything. I just... couldn't leave you." And then she grinned, mystification replaced by deviltry. "It was just as well I didn't, wasn't it?" Clark smiled back at her -- a rueful, lop-sided smile. Trust Lois to do the *right* wrong thing. He'd pleaded with her to leave before they both were killed; instead, she'd risked radiation poisoning to express her love for him -- and by doing that, saved them both, *and* a large chunk of Metropolis. She was never going to let him forget this.... Meanwhile, Lois was frowning in thought, trying to understand how she'd "helped" Clark. After a few moments, an idea struck her; her head cocked to one side, and Clark could almost see the thoughts race around inside her mind. "Hmmm... maybe my body picked up some of your powers -- not much, but enough to make the difference -- when your soul was in it. Or *my* soul brought them with me when we were switched back. Or I've had just a little of Ultra Woman's powers all this time, but never needed them before -- because we never did find out if Kryptonite would have affected me. Or maybe...." Clark shook his head, grinning widely, and stopped the torrent of speculation with a soft, slow, loving kiss. "I don't care where that extra strength came from," he murmured when their lips finally parted, "What's important is that it took both of us to save the city. I couldn't do it by myself, but with you...." He said no more, for there was no need. Their lips met, and all that either cared about for that moment was that they were together. * * * Luthor came back to consciousness slowly. He was lying face-down in an awkward and decidedly uncomfortable position on some sort of padded surface, and his jaw ached horribly. It took him some time to realise that the "surface" was the leather upholstery of a couch -- the couch in his office, he remembered. The memory of how he'd got there, and what had happened to his jaw, followed hard on that, and a sudden flush of angry mortification swept through him. With it came astonishment, which only made the shame inside him more bitter. Why was he still alive? The "nuclear explosion" Kent had warned him of ought to have put him out of his misery by now -- *and* taken that damned alien with him -- unless... unless he'd managed to stop it somehow! Luthor cringed inside at the thought that Super-- *Kent!* -- had yet again saved his life. Saved it so that he could spend the rest of that life in prison-- in a *cage!* In his mind, Luthor screamed, howling his fury and humiliation to the universe, to the non-existent gods who had *still* managed to send one of their number to destroy him, but to the outside world, he was motionless and silent. Despite the force of his anguish, he couldn't make a sound and could barely move. He forced himself to ignore the throb of his jaw and to partly open his eyes, but the sight that greeted them was not worth the effort -- Superman, locked in a clinch with Lois! Another wave of rage burned through him, and this one brought with it full consciousness and a measure of strength; not as much as he would have normally, but enough, he hoped, to give him a chance to escape. Kent had won this battle; LexCorp was bankrupt and he himself would soon be marked as an attempted murderer -- at the very least. The "choice" was between being a hunted fugitive or a prisoner, and the latter was something he did not care to repeat. Escape was all that he could hope for now; that, and the prospect of rebuilding his power, basing it in the underworld as he had planned to do when first resurrected four years ago. Kent may have defeated him -- for now -- but the war would go on. Seeing that his two foes were still wrapped up in each other, Luthor slowly rose from the couch, taking the greatest of care to move as silently as his body, its muscles shaky and cramped >from their sojourn in unconsciousness, would allow; his biggest danger was Kent's super-hearing, but fortunately, the fool was too wrapped up in canoodling with his wife to notice. It amazed Luthor. 'That is why I *will* defeat you, Kent. No woman is worth *that* much.... Every step that he took towards the study door was a source of both fear and wonder, a deadly danger and a miracle. He approached the desk and paused for a moment by it, his mind whirling as he evaluated yet another danger -- or opportunity. He reached over and silently lifted Alexander's sword from where he had left it earlier. Yes, he would take this. The most valued of all his possessions, this symbol of power and determination would inspire him to new and greater heights, once he had escaped. LexCorp was dead, but the organisation that he would build would come to dwarf it, and this sword would be its symbol. Forced to operate in secrecy by the "laws" of lesser men, he would nonetheless have the city-- the *world* -- know of the power that he wielded. The power of life and death; the power that none would dare defy -- the power of the Sword. A sound came from behind him, and he froze. But when he was not instantly immobilised and whisked away to be presented to the police, it became evident that Kent and Lois were yet to notice him and were merely talking. 'Lovers' talk, no doubt -- idiots!' He would have resumed his stealthy creep to safety, but his attention was caught by something that Lois said -- and Kent's reply was incredible! "Come on, let's get out of here," Lois had murmured in a disgustingly sultry voice, one which carried despite being meant for one pair of ears and no more. "Henderson should be outside by now, so let's dump Lex with him and get back to the Planet and sort out how we're gonna write this up. I wanna get you home, fly-boy...." "Okay," Kent had replied happily, and yet somehow somehow resigned (to what?) at the same time. "But let's tie Luthor up and invite the cops up here to take him away. Closing that field generator, even with your help, took just about everything I had -- that and the Kryptonite radiation it was giving off. I didn't realise it at the time, because I was too focused on what I was doing -- and you -- but I think my powers are gone for a while. It's just like it was at our first Corn Festival together; right now, I'm Clark Kent, not Superman." It took Luthor a moment to take in the incredible implications of what Kent had just said. No powers? The fool was at his mercy! He'd seen an opportunity in taking the sword as he went to leave, but this... this was almost beyond the bounds of imagination! He turned to seize the opportunity, and savoured the impending joy of victory -- a victory that had seemed to be far in the future mere seconds ago. Almost as sweet were the words with which he would tell his enemies of their folly, shattering their complacence before he killed them. He smiled a smile of pure evil before calling to his victims, "How very convenient." The couple jumped apart and whirled to see Luthor standing a few feet away, sword in hand and malevolence in every aspect. Clark would have said something, but Lex got in first. "How quickly the fortunes of war can change. Mere moments ago, I was unconscious and helpless, and now... now, the great Superman -- ah, but you aren't Superman any more, are you? No, as you said yourself, at the moment you're merely Clark Kent, an ordinary man. An ordinary, *unarmed* man -- quite helpless, and soon to be dead!" "Don't be so sure, Luthor. You thought I was helpless once before, you might recall. And you weren't the first; of course, the *last* maniac who thought he could take me one-on-one just because I didn't have my powers ended up dead!" "Spare me the useless bravado, Kent! Your alien abilities are all that have thwarted me in the past; without them, you're just another member of the rabble, to be crushed like the insect you are! You don't deserve the honour of dying by my hand, of being killed by this sword, but your hypocritical effrontery in stealing my property has left me little choice but to deal with you personally." Clark looked baffled by Luthor's repeated accusation of theft; Lois, who hadn't heard Lex's earlier rantings, was even more so. "What are you talking about, Lex?" she cried, astonished and angry, "The only person around here who's stolen anything is *you!*" "Ah, my dear Lois," Luthor replied smoothly -- though his eyes only left Superman to flicker to her for the briefest fraction of a second. "I'm surprised at you. Can't you even admit your husband's guilt when no-one else can hear it? Or did he not tell you of his surprisingly clever plan -- just not quite clever *enough* -- to destroy my corporation? Hmmm... perhaps he didn't trust you not to interfere. I can understand why.... "But that doesn't matter. You may have stolen my life's work, Kent, but you have not defeated me. I must thank you, though, for confirming my opinion of the human condition -- or, in your case, the alien equivalent. You pretend to be the great altruistic hero, 'sans peur et sans reproche', but, when faced with an enemy that you cannot overcome physically -- not and retain your fraudulent public image -- you abandon your Galahad pose for the more human methods of Mordred." "You're sick," Lois snapped. "And paranoid. Clark hasn't done anything to your precious company. He doesn't steal -- and even if he did, he wouldn't have *had* to do anything to it lately. LexCorp has been falling apart, all by itself -- or don't you read the Daily Planet?" "Well, well..." mused Luthor, amused. This new insight into the supposed hero and his "perfect" marriage was fascinating. He wondered what other cracks he might find in their outwardly smooth facade, and decided to probe a little more. Kent was at his mercy, so why not indulge himself for just a short while? "So you didn't tell her after all, Kent. Were you afraid that she would give the game away? Or were her independence and stubbornness simply too much for you? "Come now, my dear," he continued, addressing Lois, though his eyes and the point of the sword never wavered from Superman, "You can't seriously believe that I would allow LexCorp to collapse >from something as mundane as bad management? No, all the company's troubles have been caused quite deliberately, and very cleverly, by your husband. I congratulate you, Kent; even after all this time, I underestimated you. I shan't do so again -- for what little remains of your life." Lois had to admit that Lex was right; she had been as surprised as anyone to hear of the corporation's financial troubles. The Lex she had known years ago would have fired half the staff before things had become anything like that bad. But if what he said about the company's collapse was right, and Clark hadn't been behind it -- which he hadn't -- then who *had?* While she thought that over, Clark took up the conversation. "I don't know what you're talking about, Luthor. I haven't done anything to LexCorp. Why would I need to? The police have more than enough evidence to put you behind bars without any need to hurt all the people who depend on the company for their livelihood. Even if you hadn't tried to kill me and everyone else in the Planet building." "Kent, you disappoint me. Does your fawning public mean so much to you that you cannot even own up to your crimes in front of their victim? Or has employing underhanded means to attack me so corrupted you that you dare not emulate Shakespeare's Don John and claim, 'I am a plain-dealing villain'?" "Well, no matter; we both know that you could never have maintained your hero pose *and* brought me down without resorting to chicanery. No, you chose to shackle your real power to the adulation of the mob, and only by moving outside their petty laws could you hope to successfully oppose me. After all, mine is -- or was, and will be again -- the only power on Earth that exceeds your own." Lois snorted in disgust -- the *ego* of the man! "Don't kid yourself, Lex! For all your so-called power, you were never as dangerous as Lord Nor, and Kal-El beat him. You pride yourself on your scheming, but you could never rival Tempus that way, and Superman and I beat *him!* Your criminal empire was never as big as Intergang, and Lane and Kent put the Churches away. You aren't even as *insane* as Jason Trask, and *Clark Kent* beat him! Without any super-powers! "In fact, take away your money and a few of your flunkies, and what's left is pretty darn second-rate!" Luthor's eyes narrowed and his voice filled with honeyed contempt. "Ah, Lois, my love, how little you know of what could have been yours to share. It could still be, were you to come to your senses and abandon this... *alien* for a man worthy of you. With you by my side, and with your daughter to raise -- which, rest assured, *will* happen; I shall not fail to obtain her a second time -- the world could be mine. I still love you, you know...." Lois took a step backwards and turned to Clark, who had simultaneously moved to get between her and Lex. He was as appalled by Luthor's words as she -- and angry. "You don't know what love *is*, Luthor!" he growled. "Remember what you told me when you had me in that cage: 'I love Lois, I really do. But she's just a little bit too independent, don't you think? I'll take care of that.' That's not love, that's *greed* -- which isn't surprising, coming from you! It's the only emotion you understand. Even your supposed passion for Lois was never anything more than the desire to add her to your collection -- and *that* was drug-induced! Without Miranda's pheromones, you'd have cared no more for Lois than for any of your other women; she'd have been one more plaything to use and discard, just like all the rest! "Love means accepting someone for who and what they are. Lois isn't a... a suit from a tailor that you try on for size and throw back in the man's face if it isn't a perfect fit or you don't like the material! *I* love Lois -- *all* of her, even the parts that drive me screaming up the wall with anger sometimes; even the part of her that agreed to marry *you!* You couldn't do that; you don't have it in you! You're too damn selfish! "What about your own wife? Remember her? The woman who helped you regain your position in society? If it hadn't been for her, you'd still be hiding from the law, afraid to show your face in public -- and what thanks does she get? Have you killed her already, or are you keeping her in reserve in case Lois turns you down again?" Lois went white -- where *was* Beth? -- but Luthor only looked perplexed. Clark kept talking: "As for your insane plans for Laura...! You monster, you'll get your dirty hands on my daughter over my dead body!" "That's exactly what I had in mind, Kent!" With that, Luthor lunged. Lois found herself unceremoniously shoved to one side by her husband. She hit the floor and rolled as Clark leaped backwards to dodge Lex's first thrust and the savage slashes and cuts that followed it. She would have been annoyed, but she realised that, as usual, Clark's first thought was for her safety -- and that she would have been in his way if he hadn't pushed her away. She raised her head to see Clark fending off Luthor's blows with anything he could find. A chair didn't last long. A standing lamp did better -- it had a longer reach and Clark was able to use it to keep Lex at a distance -- but it was only wood and would eventually be unable to resist the tempered metal blade of the sword. At least it gave them some time -- Clark to hold Lex off, and her to find something that could help! She looked around frantically, but the contents of the room gave her no inspiration. Where was something to hit Lex over the head with? There wasn't even anything heavy enough to throw! Except... her eyes had gone past it before she realised what she was seeing. The study was differently arranged to the way it had been five years ago, when she was a semi-regular visitor. Much of the furniture and the decor was the same, but there were some additions, too, and one of those made her spirits leap. A snapping sound made her look round to see, as she had feared, that the lamp had been cut in two. She watched, heart in mouth, as Lex lunged again at his unarmed target... and gasped as Clark pulled a stunt right out of "The Three Musketeers", tangling the sword in his cape and slamming a fist into Luthor's face! The pain of the blow on his still-tender jaw made Luthor stagger backwards, but he didn't let go of the sword. He was distracted, though, for just a moment -- and that was all that Lois needed. She ran to the wall and yanked on the scabbard; it came free and she quickly raised it above her head and threw it like a javelin to her husband with a shout of "Clark! Catch!" ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:38:52 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [5/8] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Clark, surprised but alert, caught it, and found himself holding a genuine Japanese katana -- a long-bladed samurai sword, probably the deadliest weapon of its type ever made. He drew it quickly, for Luthor had recovered, but the expected attack did not come. Instead, Lex remained where he was, watching his adversary warily. Kent armed with a sword -- any sword, but especially *that* one -- was, potentially at least, a different prospect to the "defenceless" victim he'd attacked before. The alien had shown an unusual amount of skill -- or luck -- in defending himself; it remained to be seen which it was, and whether it would continue now that the man had a weapon. Clark had visited Japan in his travels, and had seen samurai training. He'd even taken a couple of classes in aikido before moving on, so he wasn't a total novice in the use of a sword, Japanese style-- or at least the wooden teaching version. He was no expert, though, and he was afraid that it would show in the way he handled himself with a real weapon. He was right. His inexperience with the sword did show, and Luthor rejoiced that his caution was unnecessary. In fact, he was so pleased that he couldn't resist taunting Clark one last time. "Miyamoto Musashi has nothing to fear from you, I see, Kent -- you look like a bad imitation of Luke Skywalker! But then, one shouldn't be surprised at your incompetence; as I recall from the TV coverage, you were none too skilful with that overgrown Kryptonian quarterstaff when you fought Lois' so-powerful Lord Nor, so true mastery of a *human* weapon is obviously beyond you." Clark wasn't listening. He was alert in case Luthor stopped talking and resumed fighting, but most of his attention was focused inside himself. The feel of the katana in his hands had woken something within him, and he wanted to discover what it was. It was as though something deep inside his mind was beckoning him, and with some urgency, so he was glad that Luthor continued his sarcastic tirade; it gave him time to concentrate on this... call, without the need to do more than maintain a token awareness of his enemy. What happened next compressed eternity into no time at all -- or did an instant somehow become an eon? Clark never knew; all he was aware of, or all that he could remember later, was that he saw-- no, *sensed*, for what reached his consciousness was more than the result of mere sight, even super-vision -- people, places and incidents from his life, and from other people's-- no, *his* other lives -- all interwoven, and yet separate. He saw, and heard, and felt, and above all, *remembered* his aikido sessions; his lessons in Yi Chi from Lynn Chow, and using what she taught him against Harlan Black's thug; learning the use of the Drei from Ching, and his duel with Nor; fighting Baron Tempos, both as Sir Charles and as himself in Charles' body; studying the art of knife-fighting with an old Native American chief; bringing down Tempus Tex and his henchmen; even watching Lois at her Tae Kwon Do classes. All these and an uncountable number of other events from times past and times future, from the dawn of humanity to its eventual transformation into something wonderful but incomprehensible, flashed through his mind, each leaving something of itself as it passed. Strongest of all, and yet the haziest, lacking any other detail, was the feel of a sword in his hands -- a katana, oh, so like the one he held back in the "real" world. Lois was in many-- *most* of these "memories", though she had a thousand different names and dressed in clothing in a myriad of styles. Wherever he was, she was -- and wherever she was, he was, protecting her and being protected by her. Whether he was her servant, ruler or partner, they were always together, facing life's challenges as a team, eternally bound in a love as strong as the forces that created and drove the universe. He slowly came back to the world and the penthouse and Luthor, still ranting -- at least, it felt as though it happened slowly, but when an age has raced through your mind in what seems like nothing flat, who can say how much time has passed? Of more importance was the way in which everything that he remembered came together inside him. The memories assembled themselves like the pieces in a jigsaw, and the finished "picture" was one of great resolution, of calm, focused concentration, and of determined confidence in his ability to overcome his enemy and defend his soul mate and love, and all that they cherished. Evil would not triumph this day -- not while he lived. This new awareness, for all its depth and clarity, took a little getting used to, and Clark's eyes glazed over for a fraction of a second while he came to terms with it -- and in that instant, Luthor, watching for just such a lapse in concentration, charged. The sword of Alexander arced through the air towards Clark, eager to strike and kill while its target was distracted... only to come up short as it met the katana with a resounding *clang!* Luthor was caught off-balance by the impact of the blades, but he stayed on his feet and stepped back to recover, then lunged. Again, his sword came nowhere near the caped figure in front of him, the other sword moving swiftly and precisely to block. Luthor frowned as he retreated a second time. Kent's posture when he had drawn the katana should have meant that he would be easy meat for a fencer of his own skill and experience. Could he, despite his words of mere moments ago, have underestimated the alien again? If so, his enemy's reprieve would be short-lived. As would the enemy. To Lois, watching from across the room, what followed looked like a macabre dance. Lex lunged and slashed and thrust and cut, using every fencing trick and stratagem he knew, but Clark's sword was there to thwart him every time. Sparks flew and the sound of the meeting blades resounded throughout the penthouse, but nothing more. Lex could not break through Clark's defence -- not even force him to retreat -- but that was all; no matter what happened, Clark remained on the defensive, seemingly never able to launch his own attack. Lois was amazed by Clark's skill. 'When did he learn to do *this?*' she thought as Luthor tried a series of lunges and rapid cuts that were foiled neatly, economically and almost nonchalantly by the samurai sword. Both men were breathing heavily by now -- Lex more so than Clark -- but, to Lois' astonishment, Clark began to banter with Lex! "Ever read Gordon R. Dickson, Luthor?" he panted. Lex's only answer was another onslaught, and the swords clashed yet again. "Maybe you should have. There's a book in his Childe Cycle series called 'The Tactics of Mistake.'" Another flurry of strokes, but to no more result than any other. "Dickson uses fencing to illustrate the tactics of mistake," Clark went on as he parried yet another series of thrusts and slashes. A frustrated Luthor remained silent, happy to allow his opponent to waste his breath drivelling on about third-rate authors; what he couldn't understand was why Kent bothered. He attacked again with renewed fury -- or, after so long in what ought to have been the shortest of bouts, was there a touch of desperation there, too? -- so that Clark had to concentrate on his swordplay rather than talking. He continued to speak, though, as the blades rang together again and again. "He describes how a fencing master can engage his opponent... in a series of... inconclusive passes... that look ineffective... until the opponent finds... that each time, his blade... has been drawn further and further away... from its usual position... leaving him open... to a surprise attack." As he realised the sense of what Clark was saying, Luthor jumped backwards in alarm to disengage. He couldn't see how Kent could attack him, but he wasn't taking chances. The man had proven to be a far more worthy adversary than he had expected -- which would make his victory all the sweeter. He was alert for a follow-up attack, but Clark didn't come after him, didn't press the momentary advantage, didn't do *anything* but stand there, sword in hand, ready for the next threat from his foe. Luthor couldn't understand what the Kryptonian thought he was doing... unless, the sudden, chilling thought came, he was playing for time! That must be it! Lois had said that the police were on their way; Kent must be stalling, waiting for them to arrive. Luthor cursed himself for playing his game, wasting valuable minutes gloating and bandying words with the pair of them. Well, no more. He would have to finish this up quickly -- kill Kent and Lois and then use his emergency exit. Time was suddenly of the essence. He lunged once more, fear sending another burst of adrenaline rushing through him. Clark parried. And again when Luthor renewed his attack. And again when a third lunge was revealed to be a feint that turned into a vicious slash. Luthor was beside himself with rage and frustration. He could feel himself tiring, losing his composure, and with it his concentration; he *had* to kill Kent, and soon, but it was like attacking a brick wall with a noodle! It was... it was... damn it, it was like attacking Superman! He gritted his teeth and raised the sword for yet another strike... only to go onto the defensive himself, and barely in time. With a ferocious yell, Clark swung the katana with all his strength in a broad arc -- a clumsy attack that Luthor had no doubt that he could parry easily, and which, he realised with glee, would leave Kent wide open for a riposte that would prove deadly. *Finally*, Kent had made an error, and now he would *die!* Or so he thought until the samurai blade, the product of the most superior metalworkers known to humanity in the age of the sword, hit his own weapon -- two thousand years older, for all that it had been the property of the greatest conqueror of the ancient world -- and sliced through it like a kitchen knife chopping a stick of celery! Luthor recoiled in horror, stumbling backwards, regarding the stump of his weapon with appalled, disbelieving eyes. And *now* Clark followed him, the lethal point and wicked cutting edges of his own sword holding Lex at bay, forcing him ever back, around the desk, away from the exit... away from freedom. Not that freedom was the foremost thought in Luthor's mind; *survival* seemed to be paramount at the moment. He was at Kent's mercy, and he doubted that even Superman would be foolish enough to have any after what had passed between them, both that day and in the past. The end must be close... and he would welcome it. Better a quick death than the disgrace of prison. The tip of the sword now rested at Luthor's throat, and for a second, both men shared the memory of a time when they had only just met and their positions were reversed. Then Clark smiled (smugly, Luthor thought) and, in between deep breaths, said offhandedly, "The *other* example of the tactics of mistake that Dickson gives is fooling your enemy into thinking you're attacking something other than your real target." This was almost too much for Lex. Kent had shown no fear when a sword was at his throat -- although it wasn't the sign of courage that it had been taken for -- and Luthor would be damned if he would show any more emotion now that he was on the receiving end. But he would not stand for being mocked with quotes from trash fit only for morons and juveniles! "Enough, Kent!" he gasped. "Fortune has favoured you yet again. Now finish the job!" "Kill you?" Clark asked, sounding surprised -- though his sword didn't move a millimetre. "You've got a real thing about death, don't you, Luthor? Every time you're beaten, you try to commit suicide, or you only escape from justice because you're thought dead. "I *could* kill you, you know," he went on, almost conversationally, "and God knows you deserve it if any man ever has...." The sword left Luthor's throat to be raised high into the air, ready for what could only be the killing stroke. Despite his determination not to show weakness, Lex closed his eyes.... ...until Clark barked, his voice now emphatic and resolute, "...but I *won't*, because, as I told another maniac once, *that's not how I work!*" With that, he turned and slammed the sword into the desk-top! More than razor-sharp, the blade pierced the work surface, the drawers underneath and their contents, and eventually the penthouse floor, finally coming to rest with its hilt resting firmly against the surface of the desk. It looked like a surreal version of the Sword in the Stone -- and was likely to be as hard to remove. Luthor, by contrast, saw only that death no longer stared him in the face, and that escape-- perhaps *victory!* -- was at hand if he was quick enough to grasp it. He hurled himself at Clark's back with a roar, arms outstretched to strike, to grasp, to tear -- to maim, cripple, even kill if he was lucky. But his charge was met, one arm seized and the other avoided as Clark stepped inside them to deliver two devastating blows -- the first a sharp jab to Luthor's stomach, and the second, a full- blooded haymaker if there was ever one, to the jaw. Luthor flew back to crash into the wall, and slumped to the floor, barely conscious. Clark winced slightly as he shook his right hand, but he couldn't help smiling. "I've wanted to do that ever since I decked Tempus Tex..." he murmured to himself, sounding decidedly satisfied. "Pretty smooth, farm boy," Lois applauded -- with, maybe, just a hint of envy? "And here I thought *I* was the martial arts expert around here...." "You are, Lois," Clark laughed. "I've watched you at your Tae Kwon Do classes, and I guess a little of it rubbed off. That and some of the Yi Chi that Lynn Chow showed me -- and what Ching taught me, of course. If you think about it, I've had a lot of opportunities to pick up this sort of thing over the last few years, and I've learnt from the best -- especially from you." Lois had to smile at that. She began to cross the room to him, but stopped when Clark reached down and grabbed his fallen foe by the shirt-front. Easily, effortlessly -- even though, she thought, he couldn't possibly have his super-strength back yet -- he hauled the dazed Luthor off the ground and lifted him up to where he could look him in the eye. For a moment, the two men regarded each other in silence -- or perhaps it was more accurate to say that Clark regarded Luthor; for all the humiliated hatred in his eyes, Lex couldn't meet the level gaze of the other man -- and then Clark began to speak. "It's *over*, Luthor! Your power is gone, your money is gone, and your clone story has been exposed for the sham it was. All your flunkies and sycophants have abandoned you -- even your wife! And your insane attempt to destroy yourself and Metropolis if you can't own it *didn't work*, thanks to Lois. You're out of places to run and things to hide behind...." Lois never quite knew what made her do it, although, on later reflection, she certainly had no trouble coming up with good reasons. At the time, though, all she was aware of was a sudden, irresistible urge to revenge herself, however slightly, on this man who had attacked everything she held dear -- not once, but again and again. And she knew just where and how to strike, too. "Yeah," she murmured in a quiet but carrying tone that was all the more effective for its lack of any violent emotion, its almost disinterested quality, "and we just proved that you can't beat Clark Kent in a fair fight, either -- but then, you never could compete with him as a *man!*" That soft pronouncement seemed to be the final straw for Luthor. He sagged against Clark's arm, utterly defeated, before slowly collapsing to the ground. Once there, he was silent for a moment before managing to weakly pant, "What... now...?" "Now, we get out of here -- all of us. The police are outside. Inspector Henderson is waiting to arrest you, and he'll happily add arson and attempted mass murder to the list of charges. Of course, all that can happen is that the judge will add another couple of life sentences to what you already have to serve, but it doesn't matter; you're headed back to prison, Luthor, and the world will know you for the scum that you are, once and for all!" That seemed to rouse Luthor slightly, although he still couldn't move. "No..." he gasped, "I'll... tell...." Lois could guess what he was going to say -- "Let me go or I'll tell them your secret" -- and, despite having expected it, she was at a loss as to what to do about it. Clark couldn't -- and *wouldn't* -- let Lex go, not after everything he'd done and tried to do, but how could they stop him from telling what he knew as one final gesture with which to strike back at his hated enemy? 'Damn Lex!' she raged inwardly. 'If it hadn't been for that blasted clone of his, he'd never have known about Clark, and he wouldn't be able to ruin our lives this way!' But what could they do? The only way to ensure Lex's silence is to kill him... and Clark wouldn't even *think* of that, much less do it! Which meant... 'Maybe *I* should?' ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:39:07 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [6/8] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" It was an awful thought, and it got worse as her mind raced, looking for an alternative... without success. It seemed to be the only thing that could save them from the hell that would ensue if the world knew of Clark and Superman -- but the cost! If she killed Lex -- and she was sure, both physically and mentally, that she could do it, *if* Clark would let her -- what would happen to her life? She didn't fear prison. After everything Lex had done to her, both today and in the past, no jury in the world would doubt a plea of self-defence -- but *Clark* would be appalled. He would never feel able to trust her again. He might *hate* her. Their marriage... well, if it wasn't over immediately, it could never be the same. She might not even be allowed to see Laura again. It wouldn't even matter if she didn't manage to commit murder; the mere attempt would be enough. Was this to be Luthor's ultimate revenge? Would she have to kill him for the sake of Clark and Laura, only to lose them even as she liberated them from his evil? She looked over at Clark, her eyes filling with tears. She loved him so much, and he had given her happiness that she had never thought she could ever know. How could she *not* do this for him, even if it meant the end of that very happiness? He was worth it. Laura was worth it. And then Clark laughed. A short bark of laughter, but one that was filled with irrepressible humour -- merriment, even... and *defiance?* Lois' eyes went wide as her gaze snapped back to him. To her amazement, he was regarding Luthor with a look of something like amused exasperation, one eyebrow cocked and his mouth quirked on one side in a familiar half-smile. Her astonishment continued to grow as she watched and listened. "You'll tell?" he snorted. "Tell what? Tell the world that I'm Superman?" Once again, he reached down and pulled Luthor from the floor, this time lifting the supine form until the two men's faces were mere inches apart. "*Go ahead!*" he hissed. The proverbial impartial observer would have been hard put to tell who was more shocked, Lois or Lex. For her part, Lois was now halfway towards panic and her mind was whirling. What was Clark saying? Was he crazy? Had he been hurt in the fight and no-one had noticed? Why was he *doing* this? Luthor didn't have the strength to react much, but the shock clearly showed on his face -- before Clark dropped him and his expression changed to one of pain as he landed heavily. Clark knelt down and rolled him over so that he could see the man's face before continuing, "That's right, Luthor. You want to tell the world that I'm Superman, you go right ahead. You won't be doing anything that hasn't been done before. You're... what? the *third* person to try to do that -- oh, and you might like to know that the other two are in prison, and one of them is confined to the psychiatric wing -- so I doubt very much if anyone will believe you. They certainly won't *today*, thanks to you! And even if they do... *I don't care!*" He shook his head gently and smiled, but the smile was unlike anything that Lois could remember seeing -- from him, at least. It was grimly satisfied, it was ever so slightly smug, and it was even a little contemptuous. It was, she realised, the smile of a man who has faced and withstood every attack that his enemy has made, including the ace-in-the-hole that his foe assumed to be an unbeatable trump card, but which has proven to be merely pathetic. "That's right," he went on, "I don't care. Oh, I'd still prefer that the world didn't know -- not yet, anyway -- but I've been to a place where it's no secret that Clark Kent is Superman, and life there is not so terrible. And even if it was as awful as I once feared it could be, I know now that I could survive. I can survive anything-- *we* can survive anything -- together." Clark's eyes never left Luthor's as he said this, and the ex-billionaire could see in that unwavering stare that this was no false bluster. That realisation was the final straw for Luthor, and he closed his eyes in utter humiliation and despair. The final, ignominious thought that followed him into unconsciousness was that he had made every effort, done everything in his power to bring down and destroy this man, and he had *failed.* Clark stood up and reached out a hand to his wife, who ran happily to him, wrapping her arms around him in an ecstatic embrace and burying her head against his chest. Her mind awash with an over-powering sense of relief, she couldn't, at that moment, quite focus enough to understand Clark's seeming change of heart, but it didn't matter; all she knew, all she *felt* was overwhelming joy that, once again, he had saved her. Even when the danger came from within herself, he was there for her, protecting her, helping her, supporting her... keeping her safe. Now that she *was* safe, she could see the enormity of the mistake she had been so close to making, but she could also remember the desperation that she had felt barely a minute or two ago. With no idea of another solution to a dilemma like that, it was all too easy to contemplate the unthinkable, especially after everything else that she'd been through today. 'Thank God for Clark,' she thought. Without him, with no dissenting voice from either without or within, the thought could so effortlessly have become reality. She'd have to remember that, the next time that she wrote about, say, the murder of an abusive parent -- or even someone like Martha's friend Cliff. Clark could tell from the way that she held him that something had happened that he and Lois would need to talk about, but there were things that needed to be done here and now. He hugged her tightly for a few more seconds, keeping a close eye on the comatose figure on the floor, then kissed her gently and moved away to secure Lex. There was nothing handy to tie him up with, so Clark took off his cape and ripped it in two, slightly amused at the fact that he wouldn't have been able to tear it without his super-strength were it not for the cuts that Luthor's sword had made in the material when he used it to entangle the blade. 'Mom won't mind making another cape,' Clark thought, 'After all, she's the one who thought it looked so great as part of the suit.' The strong scarlet cloth made a quite serviceable "rope" and, with Lois' help, Luthor's arms and legs were soon securely bound. Only then did Clark finally let out a sigh of relief and relax -- and remember a minor problem. "Honey," he said, straightening up and stretching unusually tired muscles, "Can you go down to the Jeep and get my spare suit and glasses after you send the cops up here? We don't know how long my powers will be gone for, so I'm earth-bound for the moment, and it'll be easier to leave with you as Clark rather than as Superman." Lois had been watching him stretch, and wasn't paying as much attention as she might have been -- not to what Clark was *saying*, that is. But her mind registered what her ears were hearing after a few seconds, and she dragged herself back to the business at hand. After all, the sooner they got out of here, the sooner she could get him home.... "Okay," she said, standing up herself -- to *his* evident appreciation. She hesitated before leaving; he was right, he did need the clothes, but after all the drama of the last hour or so, she was still a little nervous. "You'll be okay keeping an eye on Lex until Henderson gets here, won't you?" "I'll be fine, Lois. Luthor isn't going to wake up for a while -- not this time. And even if he does, he isn't going anywhere, not tied up like that. You know how secure those bonds are -- you helped me tie them!" "Yeah, okay...." Reassured more by her husband's tone of voice than what he had said, Lois turned and headed for the elevator. Clark waved to her as the doors closed and settled down to watch their captive and await her return. * * * Back at the Planet, things were mostly calm. The bomb squad had searched the building and found nothing (to no-one's surprise), the fire brigade had checked the newsroom for hot spots and made sure that they would not start another fire, the badly-injured people were all on their way to hospital, and everyone else was being checked out by paramedics and a couple of doctors who'd been passing and offered their services. One exception to the general air of peace and relief was Penny, who'd been separated from Jimmy when he went to turn off the power. She'd been fairly brusquely shepherded away from the conference room and out of the building, and hadn't been able to find her boyfriend until he finally emerged some time later, helping an ambulance crew move one of the last of the stretcher cases. She waited until the injured man was loaded into the ambulance, and then ran over to him, calling, "Jimmy? Jimmy! Oh, thank God you're all right! You *are* all right, aren't you...?" At his somewhat dazed nod, Penny wrapped her arms around him in the hardest hug she could manage. "You saved my life! You saved Ralph! And Alice!" Jimmy was still on the end of an adrenalin high, and his mind could only focus on the last thing that she'd said. "Yeah, well I *had* to..." he replied as though it ought to have been obvious. "Perry would have killed me if she'd been hurt." Penny looked at him for a few moments, speechless and bewildered at his seeming nonchalance. Then she hugged him again, her eyes starting to tear up, and said in an almost desperate tone, "You crazy hero, you! I do love you...." Something clicked in Jimmy's brain. He held Penny close, but didn't say anything for a while beyond a near-automatic response of "I love you, too." It wasn't that he didn't mean it, but it was as though he said it by rote, his mind on something else -- which it was. The silence between them lasted for only a few moments, although it seemed longer to Penny, who didn't understand why he'd gone quiet all of a sudden. But then he came back to Earth, so to speak, and held her at arm's length, gazing intently into her eyes. "Okay, that settles it," he said decisively. "Penny -- will you marry me?" *This* was unexpected, to say the least, and Penny was flustered. He sounded so *determined*.... "What? Why... I mean, we..." she babbled before finally managing to ask the real question: "What made you decide this *now?*" "Do you remember me telling you about Benny Rockland and what happened to him a couple of years ago?" Penny nodded, confused by the seeming change of subject. "Well, one thing I didn't tell you was that when I went looking for the woman who did that to him, I *found* her -- and she did the same thing to *me!*" Penny was startled; Benny Rockland had died of old age --at *22!* -- after running afoul of a crazy doctor who'd invented a device that sucked the youth out of him and gave it to someone else. Jimmy *couldn't* have had that done to him.... "Yeah," he said, nodding in confirmation. "I was about 70 for a couple of hours. I nearly died. The only reason I'm here now is because Superman volunteered to give up some of his life-force to save me." Penny, astonished and nearly in tears again, would have said something, but he laid a finger on her lips. "I know -- what can you say about a friend like that? I tried to thank him the next time I saw him, but he wasn't interested. I asked him why he'd done it -- why he'd given up years of his own life for me -- and he told me that he didn't think he'd given up anything. I was okay, that was all that was important. As for losing years of his life, well, no-one knew how much time they had to live; some maniac with a piece of Kryptonite might come along tomorrow and kill him, and what good would those 'lost' years do him then? "And then he said something that I've never forgotten. 'Jim,' he said, 'it's not the years that count, it's what you do with them. How could I go on with my life knowing that I let one of my closest friends die just so I could exist a little longer? Years, months, weeks, days -- they're all just made up of moments, and every one of us lives life one moment at a time. Make the most of *your* moments and we'll both be better off, because "my" life will have been lived to the full, and it doesn't matter if *I* didn't do all the living myself.' "So that's what I'm gonna do. And I want to share those moments with you, and I want to do it *now*, because something like this might happen again, and I don't want to miss what I could have had. We've thought about it, we've had our trial run, now let's *do* it!" He paused, suddenly worried by her silence. "That is, if *you* want to...." "If *I* want to?" she yelped. "Of course I do, you...." Just what Jimmy was would remain a mystery, because Penny threw herself at him and their mouths met in a kiss so passionate that people for some distance around felt that they were somehow intruding on something private and very special. Certain connoisseurs of Public Displays of Affection were heard to opine that those two had promise -- perhaps not up to Lane and Kent standard yet, but give them time.... Jimmy and Penny didn't hear this; they would have found it amusing, but they were... preoccupied. * * * Two of the watching connoisseurs were Perry and Alice, sitting together while a doctor checked the cuts on her leg for any embedded glass. "Look at those two," Alice whispered, smiling reminiscently. "Nothing like a bomb, or whatever it was, to get the juices flowing when you're that age." "What's age got to do with it?" Perry protested. "Wait till the docs let us go, and I'll show you that I ain't been squeezed dry yet!" "Oooo... tell me more," she replied playfully, and then fell silent. Her smile softened as she remembered times when the two of them had felt like Jimmy and Penny -- and not just when they were that age, either! Yes, danger could certainly add a certain spice to life.... "Remember Beirut?" she murmured, laying her head on Perry's shoulder almost instinctively. "Uh-huh. And Montevideo. And Bogota. Not t'mention Saigon, Prague, Belfast, Nairobi and Antarctica...." Alice giggled. "*I*'d almost forgotten about Antarctica.... Do you think anyone would ever believe us if we told them about it?" "Probably not -- I'm not sure *I* believe it after all these years." "True, true.... It would have made one heck of a story, though, wouldn't it?" "It sure would. Do you remember Old Man Krebbs' face when we turned in our copy? He looked sicker'n a mad dog when he realised that we weren't jokin' -- and even worse when the suits upstairs told him he couldn't print it!" They both laughed, and Alice found herself awash in something that she hadn't felt for years -- the joy of true companionship, of shared experiences that no other people on Earth would or could know -- and, to her surprise, she found that she'd missed it dreadfully. 'You can have it back, you know,' she told herself, 'if you're prepared to take the risk. Are you?' She rolled her head on his shoulder and looked at the familiar profile of the man who had one been her husband, and who was still-- had always been -- the man she loved. He was grinning broadly at the memory, and she felt her heart flip at the sight of his rugged, handsome face, the same way it had when he'd burst out of his office to take charge of the evacuation and rescue of the newsroom staff. She hadn't been able to avoid overhearing Penny call Jimmy a hero, and she had to agree, but there had been more than one hero there in the newsroom. Superman had been invaluable, as always, and she'd always be grateful to Jimmy, and it was wonderful -- but no more than she expected -- to see all the other people go to the aid of their friends and colleagues, but Perry had been just as much a hero as anyone else. He'd been everywhere, a big, gruff man who'd told people what to do, reassured and bucked them up so that they could do it, and then got down and joined in. An awful lot of people owed their lives or their health to this man.... 'You want more than what you've got now? Well, how does a hero straight out of a story-book sound? There he is. All you have to do is give him a chance.' Alice smiled. Taking chances... in a way, that's what their marriage had been about for many years -- certainly before they'd had kids. But then they'd had to ease off for the boys' sake and... got too comfortable, maybe, and had forgotten how to do it. Perry had gone through a period of almost compulsive risk- taking a few years ago; he'd said it was his version of a mid- life crisis. If it was, what a shame that they hadn't done much more of it *together*.... Perhaps it was time to start taking a few more chances as a couple again. In which case, let the first big one be *becoming* a couple again. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:39:20 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [7/8] Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" The doctor finished his inspection and pronounced the cuts on her legs as clean and free of any foreign bodies. He made a few typical doctor-type suggestions -- go home, have a good rest, take it easy for a day or two -- then moved on to the next patient. Alice watched him go with a mixture of mild amusement and annoyance at being patronised; between bringing up two active sons and some of the adventures that she'd shared with Perry, she probably had more experience with this kind of wound than he did! Still, she was glad he was gone; she didn't want anyone listening in when she took the plunge -- which she intended to do right now! "Speaking of going home..." she murmured, "the lease on my apartment runs out in about six weeks. You don't suppose there's an old hound-dog around somewhere who might have a spare corner in his kennel that I could use?" Perry was stunned, and it showed. "Alice... honey..." he managed to half-gasp in a most un-editor-like tone, "Are you... *do* you...?" Alice took pity on him and filled in the blanks. "Am I asking what you think I'm asking? Do I want to come back?" He nodded, now totally unable to say *anything.* Fortunately, Alice said it for him. "Yes, you crazy fool, that's exactly what I'm saying. We're not going to get married again, though -- not yet, anyway; I've wanted to live in sin ever since it was all the rage in the Sixties, and this is my chance. We missed it the first time around, and I want to find out what all the fuss was about." Her grin was truly wicked, but the sparkle in her eyes held deeper emotions -- love, reaction to the recent danger, and even a hint of nervousness. Or so Perry thought, and it inspired him to reply in kind. "Oh, and here was I thinkin' you wanted me as a sugar daddy. Guess it's just as well -- I couldn't afford to keep a woman with expensive tastes like yours. Kind of a shame, though; I always wanted to come home to some pretty little thing in a black negligee...." Alice blushed and looked around to see if anyone had heard him. No-one seemed to, for which she was thankful, and, more comfortable now that she knew that their private conversation *was* private, she stretched up to whisper in Perry's ear, "That can be arranged...." Perry roared with laughter and hugged her, which she enjoyed for just a few seconds, before becoming more serious and finishing the sentence: "...always providing you remember to *come* home." That made him stop laughing, and he gently moved her to where he could look into her eyes, his own obviously troubled. "Aw, Alice... honey..." he said hesitantly, trying valiantly not to stumble over his own words, because he knew that what he said now would determine their future together -- if they had one. "Alice," he repeated, "You know me. The Planet's been such a big part of my life for so long... maybe *too* big a part, but that's the way I am. I never wanted my job to come between us, but it did... and I'm kinda scared that it might do it again. "You have to believe that the *last* thing I want is for you to get hurt because I work too much.... but I can't promise that it won't happen; that's how I am, and I don't know any other way of doing my job." He paused and waved a hand at the scene around them -- injured employees, ambulances, police, firefighters, wreckage. "And then there's *this* sort of thing.... "What I *can* do is to try to keep going the way we have been lately -- that's been okay, hasn't it?" Alice nodded, and a relieved Perry went on, "and promise that if you tell me that I'm overdoing it again and you'd like some attention, I'll listen to you and do something about it. I've learnt *that* lesson, at least." He paused and took a deep breath, apprehension all over his face, then asked the crunch question: "Is that gonna be enough?" 'Well, Alice, is it?' she demanded of herself. 'That's what you've been trying to work out all day, isn't it? Have you made up your mind or not?' For just a moment, she looked down, lost in a sudden return of indecision, but then she met Perry's worried eyes and couldn't resist smiling, just a little. And that did it; her man was there, he wanted her back, and he was prepared to do what she asked to get her -- but he also knew his own limitations and was more concerned that *she* not be hurt than with his own desires. It was a potent combination, and Alice wasn't trying too hard to resist; she'd already made the decision, really, and she didn't want to back out. Besides, she reckoned she had the measure of her rival now, especially now that she knew that what she wanted was what Perry wanted, too, and those memories had given her an idea. Maybe it was time there was *another* White at the Daily Planet again.... "We'll just have to see, won't we?" she said softly, her eyes shining. Perry pulled her to him and the world went away for a while. * * * Henderson looked around the study with the eye of someone who'd seen many a crime scene, even ones in such luxurious surroundings as these. Of course, none of those scenes had looked quite like this one. The overturned and smashed furniture was nothing new, nor were the other tell-tale signs of a battle royal; even the seriously rich had fights. It was the melted, blackened remains of some kind of high-tech weapon that made the scene around him unique -- that and other little touches like the weird crystal globe sitting on the desk and the antique sword lying on the floor in pieces. The globe was causing him the most concern at present. From what Superman and Lane had said (and trust Lane to be involved!), it was vital evidence, but he was sure that, as soon as the Feds heard about it -- which they'd have to, because half the charges Luthor would be facing were Federal ones (kidnapping, conspiracy to impersonate the President, etc.) -- it would disappear into the black hole of "national security" and never be seen again. Before that happened, he wanted his own people to get the evidence the D.A. would need to prosecute. Arson and multiple counts of attempted murder were major felonies, and he didn't want Luthor's crimes against the people of Metropolis to be forgotten for the so-called "more important" offences that the FBI and other agencies would jump on. "Yeah, George," he said into his mobile phone, "I want a full team over here as of ten minutes ago. And get onto Klein if you can; there's something here I think he needs to see before the Feds grab it. "Yeah... yeah, okay. Right... we'll be here. See you then." He put the phone on stand-by and stuck it back into his pocket, then took another look around, running through a mental list of everything that needed to be done. First order of business was to make sure Luthor was safely stashed in a cell at Headquarters. He'd been formally arrested, read his rights and cuffed, so it should be simple enough to get him out of here now that most of the people who'd been crowding around outside after evacuating the building -- no-one knew why -- had either returned to work or left. After that... well, there wasn't that much to do. It wasn't as though there was a lot of investigation to be done. He had witnesses, and they were more than willing to testify. Superman had already left after arranging to come in and give a statement later, and Lane was just waiting for Kent to show up before heading back to the Planet to write up her precious exclusive. She'd be along to give her statement, too. So, after he'd told the forensic boys and Dr Klein what to do here, he could head back to Headquarters and spend the rest of the day completing the paperwork -- not to mention bringing the D.A.'s office up to speed. And, of course, the Feds would eventually get in on the act, but he hoped to have everything pretty much wrapped up by the time they descended on him. He waved over two uniformed men that he'd chosen personally for this. He could rely on them, no question. "Okay, Shaw, Murray, you know what to do. Take him downtown, book him and make sure he goes into maximum security. Oh, and get a doc to look at those bruises, but I want you two to keep your eye on him all the way. No slip-ups, right?" "Right, Inspector. Come on, buddy, you've got a date with a holding cell." Luthor didn't respond as he stumbled towards the elevator between the two big cops. His eyes were blank, fixed straight ahead, and seemed to see nothing. Only when Clark appeared from a side door, adjusting his tie, did he react, casting a look of burning hatred in that direction... but then ducked his head and seemed to shrivel inside himself when the reporter met his eyes with a calm, steady stare. Lois saw Clark emerge into the corridor, and came to meet him, smiling. He saw her, and turned to watch her walk towards him... and so missed what was happening behind him until he saw her expression change to surprise, and then to apprehension. He whirled to see the two policemen coughing and gagging in a cloud of gas from a small canister on the floor, and Luthor struggling weakly in the grip of an unknown assailant -- and with a gun, a large revolver, shoved into his mouth! Later, Lois was to tell him that the man had appeared from the elevator, tossing his gas bomb perfectly into the midst of the approaching trio when the elevator doors opened at just the right moment; for now, Clark's main concern was that gun... and the fact that he thought he recognised the person holding it. "Alex? Is that you?" "Oh, yeah. Hi, Mr Kent. You too, Ms Lane. Do me a favour and get these guys to back off, willya? Lexy-boy here is gonna get his, but I don't want anyone else hurt." "Alex, what are you doing? Please, put the gun down," Clark pleaded while Lois yanked the gasping cops away from the gas. "No way, man. Nope, this is it for big, bad Mr Luthor here. First I wrecked his company, and now I'm gonna nail his hide to the wall, just the way I promised Nicky." Luthor, barely managing not to choke on the gun barrel, jerked slightly to one side, trying to get a look at the man holding him. Alex guessed why and laughed. "Whatsamatter, Lexy-boy? Don't you believe me? You better, 'cause I ain't lyin'. Oh, no, I *want* you to know who's taken you down, and why. It was me, man -- with a little help, yeah, but mostly me. "You've been hacked to death, Luthor, by the granddaddy of all computer viruses. My program LCKILLER -- short, naturally, for LexCorp Killer -- was an absolute masterpiece. How much money did you lose? Ten billion, or was it closer to eleven? I stopped counting after about eight...." Luthor's eyes widened in shock and anger, but he was too weak, and held too tightly by the young hacker, to free himself -- and especially to get that gun out of his mouth. Nor was it likely that anyone else could help him; the police were covering his assailant -- Alex? -- but they couldn't hope to kill him, or even *touch* him, without the near-certainty that he'd pull the trigger. As for Kent...! The irony was staggering: Superman was the one person who stood any chance of rescuing Luthor -- but he couldn't, because he didn't have his powers right now, thanks to Lex's own super-weapon! "Why did I do it?" Alex asked rhetorically, anticipating the inevitable next question. "Because this... this *louse*, this piece of *scum* is responsible for the deaths of both my brothers! Remember Chris Trifyllis, Lexy-boy? Remember sending your lap-dog O'Reilly to kill him? Didja know that Eeyore has ratted on you, and is gonna be the star witness at your trial for Chris' death -- except that you ain't gonna *have* one! "And then there's what happened to Nicky.... You sent your goons to get him, too, 'cause you wanted what he was working on, but they messed up! We got away and went into hiding, and I've been hacking into your computers ever since... but Nicky still died, and it's *all because of you!*" he sobbed harshly. "And that's why your time on Earth is over, Luthor!" "Oh, Alex..." came a soft voice. Lois' voice. "How awful. But you don't have to kill Lex. He's been arrested for Chris' murder, and a lot of other things, too; the number of charges he's facing is *huge.* Let him go, and let the courts deal with him. You can watch him go to prison for his crimes... and *your* hands won't be dirty like his." "Lois is right, Alex," Clark chimed in, equally calmly. "Don't do this; not for Chris' sake, not for Nick's, and especially not for your own. I never knew Chris, but I met Nick, remember? My impression of him was that he was a gentle man, interested in helping other people. Even what he did to Lois and me came from him wanting to find a way to help people; he just... got a bit obsessed, that's all. I can understand that; Lois is always telling me that I obsess about things...." Despite the tense situation, Lois couldn't resist flashing a quick glance at Clark, grinning and muttering under her breath, "And you do, too, farm boy," knowing that he could hear her, whether or not his super-hearing was working. Clark didn't react, though, not wanting to lose the fragile contact he felt he was making with Alex. "And if I could see that Nick was like that, then I *know* that he wouldn't want you to become a murderer. Let Luthor *go*, Alex. Let the police and the courts deal with him, the way they do with other criminals. I want to see him get what's coming to him just as much as you do, but killing him like this is *not* the way." For a moment, it looked as though Alex was going to give in, but then his expression visibly hardened and he roughly jabbed the gun against the roof of Luthor's mouth. "No!" he cried. "Anyone else, maybe, but not Luthor! He's died once before, remember? And he came back. He went to prison, but he escaped. He's cheated justice *so* many times.... I'm not gonna let it happen again!" No-one had noticed, but the jab with the gun had been for more than show. While Luthor was distracted by the pain, Alex had reached into a pocket with his other hand and pulled out something small, black and unpleasant-looking. A grenade. "I thought about this a lot, ever since I decided what I was going to do. It's not enough just to kill Lexy-boy, not even enough to take everything he owns from him and *then* kill him. No, he's beaten that before, and there are too many crazy people out there who think he's some kind of... I dunno, *god* or something. People like Gretchen Kelly, Miranda, Arianna Carlin, the Presses.... I don't know how anyone can be so stupid, but *they* were, and there's more out there like them. "Even if I killed him and made sure that he couldn't be resurrected -- say, by cutting him up -- would you bet that one of them wouldn't try to *clone* him? I read those reports I sent to Bernard Klein; they couldn't do it 5 years ago, but in ten years' time? I'm not taking the chance. I am going to obliterate every last trace of Mr Lex Luthor on this Earth." He held up the grenade, then brought it to his mouth and pulled out the pin with his teeth. "This..." he declaimed to the room at large, "...is a thermite grenade. A special one. When it goes off, the temperature of its explosion is hot enough to destroy any DNA that might survive the blast wave itself. It has a five-second fuse..." To the horror of the watching police and reporters, Alex released the handle of the grenade, starting the 5-second delay. Clark went to jump him, but Lois grabbed his arm and hung on for all she was worth. "No, Clark!" she screamed, "No!" and Clark, caught off-balance by his wife's unexpected grip, stumbled and half- fell. Meantime, Alex was softly counting, "One... two... three...." At the count of 3, he squeezed the handle again, halting the countdown -- for as long as he kept holding it -- and resumed addressing the room. "...which has now approximately *two* seconds left. I suggest you all back away, because I don't want anyone, especially not Ms Lane and Mr Kent here, to get hurt when this baby goes off." "What about you, Alex?" Lois cried. "When that goes off, you'll be killed!" "I don't think so -- or it won't matter, anyway. Now *back off*, you two, or I'll kill Luthor here and now, and you'll have to take your chances!" "Do what he says, Lane," said Henderson. "You too, Kent. He's right; there's nothing you can do to stop him, so don't try to be a hero." Lois and Clark exchanged glances at that, but they did what they were told. That is, Lois moved away from the two men, dragging an anguished Clark with her. "Alex, *please*," he called, "Don't do this! Don't waste your life on something as empty as revenge!" Alex wasn't listening. He retreated a little way down the corridor, and then shoved Lex up against the wall. "I gotta put this somewhere," he growled, brandishing the grenade, "and I know *just* the place." Luthor had thought that he had plumbed the full depths of terror and despair possible to a human being over the course of that day; he found that he was wrong when his captor stuffed the grenade into the waistband of his trousers. Alex kept hold of the handle, but it took everything Luthor had to retain control of himself with a live grenade inches from his groin. "Okay, there's only one more thing to do: you got a message from someone I met -- the help I mentioned. Interesting guy; lives 'round here, and he really enjoyed himself, setting you up. 'Cause he knows you, you see, and hates you almost as much as I do -- maybe even more. He particularly wanted this to be the last thing you ever hear, and I am more than happy to oblige him. "So, good-bye, Lexy-boy.... Jaxon says he'll *see you in hell!*" There was an odd-sounding laugh from somewhere. Lex's eyes went even wider in sheer panic, and Alex fired the gun. ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:39:34 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: S6, Ep 14, "Stronger Than Me Alone" [8/8} Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" The sound of the shot was the signal for the police to start firing, too. Alex didn't seem to mind; he stepped back from Lex's body, seemingly ignoring the way his body jerked as the bullets hit. Then he fell to the ground... and the grenade went off. The fiery blast ripped along the corridor, and everyone ducked behind something as best they could. The fire alarm went off, and the automatic sprinkler system came on, adding to the confusion. The sprinklers were, naturally, the best money could buy; when the battered, wet police -- and Lois and Clark -- picked themselves up, their ears ringing, they found that the fire was almost out. They also found a man-sized, if oddly-shaped around the head, pile of charcoal -- and Alex, still breathing. The stench from the "corpse" -- there was barely enough left to warrant the name -- was awful. Lois stayed out of the way and covered her nose and mouth with a handkerchief, but a grim Clark and Henderson ignored it as they knelt down beside Alex. "My God, he's still alive," Henderson exclaimed. "Nor for long, though. He's got third-degree burns over most of his body, and four-- *five* bullet wounds." He turned and barked to Shaw, "Get an ambulance!" And then, sotto voce, "Not that it'll do him much good...." "I don't think it matters, Inspector," Clark said quietly. "Look at this." He pulled back Alex's hair to reveal some sort of headset. "Hey, what's that?" Lois asked. "Since when do you wear a Walkman to kill someone?" "It's not a Walkman, honey. I think I know what it is, though. Can you remember seeing someone like *this* before?" Clark raised Alex's arm and let it flop back, then made a few of the standard response tests that are taught in first aid classes -- and Alex didn't react at all; even his involuntary reflexes were sluggish. Yet he was still alive, still breathing; it just seemed as though there was nobody home. "Oh, my God.... That's just like Jaxon was after he crashed his computer when we trapped him in the virtual world! You don't think...." "I don't know, but it sure looks that way. When Dr Klein gets here, we can ask him to check this out, but my bet is that this is a VR headset." "And Alex... has joined Jaxon?" Clark shrugged, and Henderson broke in, "If that's settled, would you two mind explaining what the hell you're talking about?" Lois sighed. "It's a long story, Bill. Let's get out of here and we'll tell you all about it." There was nothing to be done for either body, so the trio went back into the study. Lois and Clark embraced, needing the contact to help shut out the horrors that they'd just seen. Henderson waited patiently until, after a few moments, Clark began, "It all started about three years ago, when this new Virtual Reality parlour opened...." * * * The news of Lex Luthor's exposure, arrest and death spread even faster than might have been expected from modern communications. The headline story in the Daily Planet was picked up by news services all over the world, and phones, faxes and Internet links ran hot as the media -- even other newspapers! -- demanded more than the D.A.'s press releases and the exclusive reports from Lane & Kent, who seemed to be the only ones who knew what had happened. They got nowhere, needless to say; Perry took great delight in telling everyone to wait and read the next edition -- and reminding them that any attempt to use or quote from Planet copyright material without proper attribution would result in a lawsuit. So it was that a woman living under the name of Emma Saunders came to read of the events in Metropolis as she sat at the breakfast table in her new apartment in San Diego. She also read of the mystery surrounding the disappearance of Luthor's widow, and that made her think very hard. Should she go back? But go back to what? Lex was dead, that was certain -- or as certain as one could be with anything concerning him -- but the legal and financial infighting surrounding the collapse of LexCorp was set to go on for years, and she was well off out of that. No, thanks to Alex, she had a new identity and more than enough money to live very comfortably indeed. It was an awful shame about what had happened to the man who had set her free, and about his brothers, but it was done now, and no good purpose would be served by the reappearance of Lex's "missing" widow. She had had a narrow escape from her own folly, and she intended to learn from that and *not* go back into the lions' den. Beth Luthor was gone, and, with luck, would be presumed dead in a few years. "Emma Saunders" had a comfortable life to look forward to, and she was going to live that life as unobtrusively as possible. She'd had her time in the spotlight, and once was enough. Before turning to the local news pages of her paper, Beth spared one final thought for three other people who had been threatened by Lex. Lois and Clark had, she gathered, played a major part in Lex's final downfall, and she thanked them for that. She also sent whatever intangible good will there was to send, to their little girl. In a way, Laura was responsible for all that had happened in the last year or so; if Beth hadn't found out about Lex's insane plan to take her from her parents, she never would have found it in herself to move against him, however tentative her first steps may have seemed at the time. 'Bless you, little one,' she thought. 'For my sake, and for your parents'. Because of you, I lost a life of luxury, and my husband... but I kept my soul.' * * * "Okay, Mother. That's great. We'll see you and Daddy here on the 17th. Bye." Lois hung up with the usual sensation of relief that tended to accompany the end of a telephone conversation with her mother, but she was more interested in the fact that she'd come to the end of her list. "That's everyone," she called to Clark, who was in the kitchen. "And they're *all* coming," she added with amazement. "This is going to be the biggest Lane-Kent family party ever!" "Don't sound so surprised," Clark replied as he came into the living room, carrying two glasses of wine. "Did you really expect anyone to not want to come to Laura's first birthday?" "Well, no... but I *am* surprised that they all were *able* to make it. Your parents, my parents, Perry and Alice, Jimmy and Penny, some of the other kids from the day-care centre and their parents... it's gonna be quite a crowd. Even Lucy's coming -- *and* she knows that Daddy will be here!" Clark said nothing, merely contenting himself with a half-cocked eyebrow as he sat down on the couch beside Lois. It felt as though he'd sat on something, so he got up again immediately and, after putting the glasses on a table, went to look for whatever it was. It turned out to be a small envelope with "Mr and Mrs Kent" on it in neat, but old-fashioned handwriting. "What's this?" Clark asked. "Beats me," Lois replied. "How'd it get *there?* Oh, never mind -- open it." Clark did, and pulled out a small note in that same neat writing. "'Dear Lois and Clark,' he read, 'I have great pleasure in accepting your kind invitation to your daughter's birthday party on the 17th of August, 1999. Yours truly... H.G. Wells.'" "Oh," said Lois. "Okay... another guest shouldn't be a problem. I kinda wish you'd told me you invited him, though." "I didn't invite him, Lois -- I thought *you* did." "Me? No. So who did? And when?" Clark didn't say anything for a moment or two, but then smiled. "I think *we* did, honey; we just haven't done it yet. We'll have to ask him about it when we see him at the party." "Oh," she said again, thinking about it. "I guess you're right. That is so weird, though." She thought about it for a moment, then brightened. "But useful. He could make a fortune as a time- travelling messenger service. 'Forget an important appointment? Your wife's birthday? To pay your income tax? No problem -- let Wells Temporal Couriers make your deliveries, and you'll never be late again!' Hey, do you think I could get a percentage of the gross for coming up with the idea?" Clark grinned. "Maybe. But I don't think Utopia uses money, so 'the gross' might not amount to much in our terms." "Oh, well... it was just an idea." She waved one hand at him. "Come over here and sit down. I am *beat*, and I want a comfortable husband to lean on." Clark was happy to oblige, and Lois was soon comfortably stretched out along the couch with her head on his shoulder. "Yeah," Clark said as he sipped his wine, "It's been a heck of a couple of days, hasn't it?" "I'll say," Lois agreed. What with writing up the full story of Luthor's downfall (Kerth material at the very least, and Lois was seriously thinking Pulitzer and/or Nobel Prizes), making statements to the police and FBI, helping other reporters look at the ramifications (Donna said the financial markets were going ape over the news, and the City Council was in crisis session), looking in on injured colleagues in hospital (Ralph was out of danger and conscious, very weak but with a perpetual grin on his face as he tried to chat up the ICU nurses) *and* coping with day-to-day things like bringing up a not-quite-one-year-old little girl, both the reporters had been flat out, and they were exhausted. Perry, more than proud of the way his newsroom had bounced back >from the attack, had noticed and, after checking the latest articles from "Lane & Kent", had thrown them out, saying that he didn't want to see either of them until at least Monday, and Lois and Clark didn't argue. Nor had they seen his grin as they left; he was working just as hard, but now he had the best of reasons not to over-do it, and he was darned if he was going to let anyone else grind themselves into the dirt -- especially not the "hottest team in town." Lois put her own glass down and stretched. "Ohhhhh.... that's better. I am *so* looking forward to the next two days." "Yeah... me, too. It's gonna be great -- just you and me and Laura. Pure bliss." Lois raised her eyebrows. "No Superman? How are you feeling?" "Pretty good, actually. My powers are coming back, bit by bit -- faster than they did at the Corn Festival, but I'd expect that because they went away gradually -- but it's still going to take a while. I can do everything, even fly; I'm just not as fast or as powerful as usual, so unless it's a *real* emergency -- monsoon floods in Bangladesh or something -- I'm going to stay right here and recuperate. Give me a couple of days, though, and Superman will be back to full strength -- I reckon just about the time we go back to work." "Mmm.... I'm in no hurry. It's been lovely having you around all the time, knowing that there's no chance that you'll have to rush off. I could get used to that...." Her voice was slow and relaxed, almost drowsy, and she was very, very comfortable. "Yeah," he said, teasing, "but that's what you said about sleeping on the ceiling." "True.... oh, well, I guess the good side balances out the bad. As long as you come back...." "You know me, Lois. I *always* come back." "So you do...." He leaned over to gently kiss her. One kiss became several, some soft and leisurely, some more urgent. Eventually, they just relaxed and enjoyed being close to each other in peaceful silence. Lois felt as though she was drifting in some warm and wonderfully comfortable place away from the everyday world; where exactly, she did not know, but Clark was there and that was all that mattered. She would have been content to stay there with him forever -- or at least until she needed to move again -- but her mind, ever active, wouldn't let her. Free from any definite purpose or direction, her thoughts roamed around at random, finally settling on a subject-- a question -- that had been nagging at her for a while. She was slightly cross with herself for not being able to just relax and enjoy being with Clark, but since she couldn't, she had to admit that this was as good a time as any to ask that question. "Honey..." she murmured, "Can I ask you something?" "Sure, sweetheart. What is it?" She pulled away from him and met his eyes, her own dark and troubled. "Clark..." she said haltingly, not really wanting to disturb their all-too-rare peace, but needing to do so in order to quieten her inner anxieties, "Did you... did you mean what you told Lex about... about not caring if the world knew that you were Superman? I mean, I heard what you said, and I understand that you needed to stop Lex from blabbing your secret -- and saying that sure took the wind out of his sails -- and I know that you were right, that we can survive anything together...." Her voice, which had gradually risen, both in volume and pitch (not to mention nervous energy) until it had built itself into a full Lane Babble, died away suddenly as she realised what she was doing. "But... but now that he's gone..." she went on at a more normal level -- but still with the same urgency -- "did you *mean* it?" Clark wasn't sure what lay behind this, but he knew from her manner that it must be important. So he took his time answering, first gently but firmly moving Lois into a more comfortable position on the couch, but never taking his eyes from hers. His careful, serious manner calmed Lois somewhat even before he began to speak. "Yeah, honey, I meant it. I don't want the world to know about me-- *us* -- but if something happens and the secret gets out, then we'll just have to deal with it. Which I *know* we can do, because I've *seen* it. I've seen the other Clark's world, and his life, and he's happy -- now that he's found his Lois, he's finally happy. And so is she. If they can do it, we can do it. We can do *anything* -- as long as we do it together. "That's what Luthor never realised," he mused, holding her close. "All these years, all his plots to kill or discredit Superman -- he never knew who he was fighting. He spent all his time attacking me, or trying to control you... and completely missed his target because of it. "Superman is more than me alone; he always has been, right from the start. Oh, I have the powers -- but I don't have all the brains, and definitely less than half the heart." "Oh, I wouldn't say that..." Lois whispered, teasing -- and yet, not teasing. As flattering as it was to be given so much credit for what Clark had done in his other identity, she didn't like to hear him put himself down like that, and especially not in regards to his "heart". She knew, in her own heart of hearts, that she could not have given him the help and support that he had thanked her for if he hadn't inspired her to do it. Without his example, without the caring, the compassion... yes, the *love*... that he had shown-- that had *shone* from him, right >from his very first appearance, she knew that cynical, driven, workaholic Mad Dog Lane could never have found it within herself to be his support, to give him the encouragement that he had needed. And so he had drawn out of her the very qualities which he needed *from* her, but which wouldn't have been there, or couldn't have made themselves evident, if not for him. Then he had taken strength from those qualities so that he could continue to inspire them. It was like a... a game of Pong, the "ball" being the emotional... nourishment that flowed from Clark to Lois to Clark to Lois to Clark to.... She giggled at the thought -- that *had* to be one of her weirder metaphors -- and tightened her grip on him. He responded in kind and kissed her hair, but didn't say anything more, seemingly content just to hold her. That suited Lois, because she wanted to think about this. It wasn't just "heart" that they gave one another; Clark may not think that he had all the brains -- well, that was nice, and typical, of him to acknowledge that -- but if the last six years had proven anything, it was that while Lois Lane had been, and still was, one of the best investigative reporters anywhere, and Clark Kent was almost as good (not quite, but *almost*), together, "Lane & Kent" were peerless. Even before she'd come to like him, much less love him, Lois had enjoyed working with Clark. They... struck sparks from one another, and if, in the early days, many of those had been of dislike (on her part, anyway), enough others had provided light by which she had come to see that they made one heck of a team -- once she'd made the effort to look. And once she'd made that effort, and then looked further to see the real man behind the glasses and the wild ties, *and* the flashy spandex... well, what she'd found there was more than she had believed she could ever find in anyone, much less a man. And he had found as much or more (or so he said) in her; she didn't quite believe it, but that was one argument that she had never been able to win -- and didn't really want to. She looked back at herself before she first met Clark, and thought how amazed that Lois Lane would have been to see her future self. Would she have approved -- or even *believed* -- what was to come? Lois hoped so; the road to this point had been long and hard, but it had been worth it. She had more than a few regrets, and some things were still painful to remember, but she'd do it all again, provided only that the end result was the same -- that she would eventually find herself here, with this man and his love, and their daughter (and the promise of more children; after all, hadn't Mr Wells said that Utopia was founded by their descendant*s*?). Right now, though, the past and future didn't matter. All that was important was *now*, being here with Clark. Lois suddenly found herself on the verge of tears, and she reached up to kiss Clark. He would have asked her what was wrong, but the kiss deepened and he forgot that, as she forgot why she was nearly crying, their love and its expression in the kiss driving out every other thought and care. Their mouths parted, eventually, but not for long, and the second kiss was more passionate than the first. They were both considering adjourning to the bedroom when a high-pitched wail floated down from upstairs. "Oops..." Lois said softly. "Late supper call -- and maybe a diaper change, too. I'll go." "No," said Clark, getting up and holding out a hand to her, "*We'll* go. Together." Lois pulled herself onto her feet with his help, and put one arm around him. They gazed into each other's eyes as they walked slowly towards the staircase, and then Clark wrapped his arms around her and the couple gently left the ground and floated up the stairs. The only sound to be heard was the softest of whispers from Lois: "Together...." The End AUTHOR'S NOTES: If anyone is wondering who Miyamoto Musashi is, the short version is that he was a famous Japanese swordsman, painter and author of the first half of the 17th century. His books "The Thirty-five Articles on the Art of Swordsmanship" and "A Book of Five Rings" were seminal works in the development of Japanese martial philosophy. His name is probably best known today for having been given to the second of the Imperial Japanese Navy's Yamato-class battleships, the largest and most heavily-armed of their kind ever built. And finally, this episode is scheduled to go up on the S6 website on the 26th September, 1999 -- on what would have been my father's 88th birthday. I'd like to dedicate this to him, and to my mother. My parents weren't farmers (although Dad worked on a farm when he emigrated to Australia at the age of 17), but they were *my* Jonathan and Martha, and I know how lucky Clark was to have been found by the Kents. And, like Clark, I feel that if I can be half as good a father to my kids as my Dad was to me, then I'll have got it right. Happy Birthday, Dad. Phil ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:58:33 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: S6 finale (and thanks) In-Reply-To: <37EE70C4.720925BE@bellsouth.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 3:15 PM -0400 9/26/99, Pam Jernigan wrote: >> Often I wait until >> Pam posts it to the S6 site before posting it here. > >But, but ... Kathy, I was gonna wait til you posted it here first... > LOL Pam! Well now they have it both ways. :) Enjoy everyone. And don't forget to *review* the episode, either on our S6 website or here on the list. For those of you've who read it already ... holy smokes, how do you read so fast?? Pam, the pictures for STMA are *perfect*!! Thanks to Zoom and Georgia for making the screen caps to order, but also to Pam for chosing so appropriately!!! (I get off on promos, Pam on photos ... no wonder we make such a good team. ) I would also like to take this opportunity to thank everyone associated with the S6 project. The quality of the episodes, individually and as a season, exceeded my wildest expectations. I am so impressed with the writers on the project, and feel lucky to have worked with each and every one of you. I can barely believe it's really over. I would be honored to work with *any* of you in the future. S6 Project Team: Coordinators: Kathy Brown Pam Jernigan Writers: Barb (BML) Pam Jernigan Chris Mulder Carol (CCMalo) Crystal Wimmer Phil Atcliffe Kathy Brown Nancy Merckle Sheila Harper Editors: Laurie Farber Peace Everett Lynda Love Thanks to *everyone* on the S6 project for making S6 such a success. And thanks to the readers who encouraged us every step of the way. You made it all worthwhile. :) Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 15:09:44 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nancy Smith Subject: Re: S6> Episode 14 is on the web! :) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I just finished reading this on the website. Wow! The promos weren't kidding! Great!" Nan Smith Pam Jernigan wrote: > Okay, I took pity on you guys, and posted early ... actually, I was just > afraid y'all were going to gang up on me and steal my hard drive > > "Stronger Than Me Alone" is now available, with more pictures than usual > (big thanks to Zoomway and Georgia for helping me with made-to-order > screen captures!). This is an absolutely fantastic story, boys and > girls, run do not walk to... > > http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/Season6/season6.html > > and enjoy! > > /me gets out of the way to avoid being trampled in the mad rush! > -- > ------------------------------------------------------- > Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net > ChiefPam on IRC | > ------------------------------------------------------- > Lucy: "You could get any guy you wanted, but ... do you > have to be so smart all the time? So ... intense?" > Lois: "Look, I'm just being myself. If they're not man > enough to handle me, then ... I'll wait for someone who is," > --Lucy & Lois Lane discuss men, "Lois & Clark" pilot > ------------------------------------------------------- > http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 22:13:44 GMT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yael Kfir Subject: OT: Superman II Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed * * * * * * * * * Hmm... Spoiler space? * * * * * * * * * For a twenty years old movie? * * * * Life was simple in the 70's. Lois finds out Clark's biggest secret. Lois says to Clark "I'm in love with you. Lois sleeps with Clark. That's it - no "I need to know him as he really is" and all kind of these mushy stuff . Of course that with this simplicity comes the horrible clothes. On the other hand, back then there was no such thing as 'politically correct' and so we can see Margot Kidder walking half of the time with a *cigarette* (that's true, boys & girls - a cigarette!). And here's something that got me in the middle of my day, out of nowhere - Superman never says "I love you, Lois". He tells her things like "my life was not complete" or "I didn't understand myself until now" yada yada yada, but he never actually said *the* words. Even though Lois says it twice. Or is it all part of his image as a Superhero? ------------- - Oh God... - Zod. (Superman II) ------------- ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 23:17:26 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Info for a fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Yes, I'm actually finding time to write my own fanfic in between bouts of roleplaying ;) Can someone tell me the opening to Star Wars? I know it goes something like: Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away... Thanks, Yvonne (yconnell@ukf.net) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 23:25:38 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Help needed for fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Petra, Well, I live about...30 minutes away from the Observatory, and my old office used to look out to it, so I guess I should know. First - I don't remember it being red. Second - yes, you're right, it falls at 1pm every day for the ships to set their clocks by (although I bet none of them actually use it anymore ) Third - I don't think you can hear anything, however close you are. I've never noticed any noise. I know all about the obsessive hunt for information when writing a fanfic - see my previous post ;) Yvonne (yconnell@ukf.net) ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 18:41:25 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Singin Drew Subject: Re: Sir Phil MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Man... all I did was ask who Phil was. I didn't mean to get into this big discussion!!! I promise I won't ask any more questions! Kristin PS- any one who knows me knows this is a total lie because I ask a million questions about everything!!! ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 00:51:57 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Petra Subject: Re: Help needed for fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Yvonne wrote: > Third - I don't think you can hear anything, however close you are. I've > never noticed any noise. Hm, that's too bad. But thanks for your answer! Do you - or anyone else - know another sound which is typical for this part of town? I'm looking for something like the chimes of Big Ben, for example. You know, some sort of sound by which you can "identify" Greenwich or its surroundings. You only need to hear that sound to be able to say to what part of town it came from. Did you see "Sneakers" with Robert Redford? He was trapped in a car's trunk and was able to tell where the car went only by identifying the noises and sounds he heard during the ride. That's what I need! Who gave me the idea for this particular scene anyway?!? ;-) > I know all about the obsessive hunt for information when writing a fanfic - > see my previous post ;) Yeah, welcome to the club cheers Petra aka KiwiPit on IRC (for the German L&C fanfiction team) mailto: ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 19:03:44 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: Info for a fanfic Comments: To: yconnell@ukf.net MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Yvonne Connell wrote: > > Yes, I'm actually finding time to write my own fanfic in between bouts of > roleplaying ;) > > Can someone tell me the opening to Star Wars? I know it goes something > like: > > Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away... > > Thanks, > Yvonne > (yconnell@ukf.net) The following is from Drew's Script-O-Rama. The URL is: http://www.script-o-rama.com/table.shtml Hope this is to what you are referring -- the scrolling part, right? If not, you can unzip the entire script via this site, as well as many others. STAR WARS !! PUBLIC VERSION !! A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away... A vast sea of stars serves as the backdrop for the main title. War drums echo through the heavens as a rollup slowly crawls into infinity. It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire's ultimate weapon, the Death Star, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Pursued by the Empire's sinister agents, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy... Sandy smcdermin@erols.com http://www.erols.com/nightsky/Sandy/ ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 16:52:47 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Star MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0005_01BF083F.8FB18180" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0005_01BF083F.8FB18180 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Was Star a psychic or a pagan? Or was it mentioned in the series? I = need to know for the sequal to Maggie, so if anyone knows, let me know, = ok? Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek = IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ------=_NextPart_000_0005_01BF083F.8FB18180 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Was Star a psychic or a pagan?  Or = was it=20 mentioned in the series?  I need to know for the sequal to Maggie, = so if=20 anyone knows, let me know, ok?
 
Tara
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------=_NextPart_000_0005_01BF083F.8FB18180-- ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 17:08:08 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Irene D." Subject: Re: Star MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Hi Tara, She referred to herself as a psychic. Irene --- StarKitty wrote: > Was Star a psychic or a pagan? Or was it mentioned > in the series? I need to know for the sequal to > Maggie, so if anyone knows, let me know, ok? > > Tara > ----------------------- > "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian > Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home > > "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a > plane?" > "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a > cape" > --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" > > > > __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Bid and sell for free at http://auctions.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 17:03:45 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: Star MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Thanks :-) ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Irene D. To: Sent: Sunday, September 26, 1999 5:08 PM Subject: Re: Star > Hi Tara, > > She referred to herself as a psychic. > > Irene > > --- StarKitty wrote: > > Was Star a psychic or a pagan? Or was it mentioned > > in the series? I need to know for the sequal to > > Maggie, so if anyone knows, let me know, ok? > > > > Tara > > ----------------------- > > "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian > > Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home > > > > "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a > > plane?" > > "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a > > cape" > > --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" > > > > > > > > > > __________________________________________________ > Do You Yahoo!? > Bid and sell for free at http://auctions.yahoo.com > ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 01:11:13 +0100 Reply-To: dom-mel@dial.pipex.com Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Dom Melaragni Subject: Re: Help needed for fanfic In-Reply-To: <021401bf086e$2d422e80$0b9f01d4@MFUK.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-transfer-encoding: Quoted-printable > Third - I don't think you can hear anything, however close you are. I've > never noticed any noise. Yvonne's right - no noise. I also checked my London guidebook (proves useful when people come to stay) and it didn't say anything about noise either. Edinburgh's time signal is duplicated by a cannon on the castle going off but that's allegedly because most of the time it was too foggy to see the time signal Other sounds in the area? Um, seagulls? Give it another few months and I'm sure you'll hear ticket touts shouting "Tickets for the Millennium Dome! 10 for =A31!" Dom =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D Dom Melaragni (FlakeyDom) The LnC drinking game and Fest pics http://ds.dial.pipex.com/dom-mel/index.htm ?8-)] Clark Kent smiley with the superhero squarejaw chin ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 20:39:42 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pat Subject: Re: OT: D&T's Mexican Resaurant?? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Zoom wrote: > The closest Mexican restaurant to Warner Bros. (right up the street) is The > Acapulco. I don't think an actual name was given to the restaurant where Dean > and Teri were necking .. or .. swapping limes ... or "rehearsing" ;) It's a > nice restaurant with huge portions of food and valet parking I remember hearing about the "lime swapping" incident on E!'s Gossip show. It must have happened around February or March of 1995, because I remember the reporter on E! saying that Jon Tenney had just joined the cast of L&C "because he likes to go to parties, too." What I'd always wondered was how E! and the tabloids found out about the incident. Did this happen at a cast party? If it wasn't a cast party, why did they choose a restaurant so close to the studio to be alone together? Pat peabody@mcs.com pattijean@aol.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 21:43:04 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: The Zoomway Subject: Re: OT: D&T's Mexican Resaurant?? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/26/99 8:18:16 PM Central Daylight Time, peabody@MCS.COM writes: << If it wasn't a cast party, why did they choose a restaurant so close to the studio to be alone together? >> I don' t know if it was close to the studio, I just named the restaurant that *I* knew was close to the studio, not necessarily the one they were spotted at According to E! it was a reporter who spotted them, and then the "kissing" was spin-doctored into "swapping limes", though I have to admit that doesn't sound much more innocent ;) Zoom (Ole! ;) ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 2 Sep 1999 03:18:13 -0400 Reply-To: Juli Hale Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Juli Hale Organization: ETSU Subject: Fanfic Rec: "Coming of Age" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_0005_01BEF4F1.CAA8AC20" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0005_01BEF4F1.CAA8AC20 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Hi, I know this is a big weekend in fanfic--(Season 6 Finale was awesome, = btw)--but I had to draw everyone's attention over to the archive to the = story "Coming of Age" by Notrepooh.=20 This story was beautifully written, had a solid A-plot, managed to get = the whole cast in on the action, (not to mention future cast ), and = was very waffy. Definitely one of the best I've read in a while--which = is saying a lot, considering all the great work that has been done = lately. How do you guys do it????? Juli :-) ------=_NextPart_000_0005_01BEF4F1.CAA8AC20 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
Hi,
 
I know this is a big weekend in = fanfic--(Season 6=20 Finale was awesome, btw)--but I had to draw everyone's attention over to = the=20 archive to the story "Coming of Age" by Notrepooh. 
 
This story was beautifully = written, had a=20 solid A-plot, managed to get the whole cast in on the action, (not to = mention=20 future cast <g>), and was very waffy. Definitely one of = the=20 best I've read in a while--which is saying a lot, considering all = the great=20 work that has been done lately. How do you guys do it?????
 
Juli :-)
------=_NextPart_000_0005_01BEF4F1.CAA8AC20-- ========================================================================= Date: Thu, 2 Sep 1999 03:42:19 -0400 Reply-To: Juli Hale Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Juli Hale Organization: ETSU Subject: "Stronger Than Me Alone" comments MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_000E_01BEF4F5.283242E0" This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_000E_01BEF4F5.283242E0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable First of all, I just wanted to take a minute to say "Thank You" to = everyone involved in S6 for what must have taken an amazing amount of = time and effort. You all did a wonderful job! The finale was absolutely wonderful! It tied up every loose end (unlike = another infamous finale that we all remember ). While I was reading, = the story just came alive for me.=20 S P O I L E R S The theme that Lois & Clark together are "stonger than (Superman) alone" = is one I think is pivotal to their whole relationship. How else could a = union between two people so different work as flawlessly as it does? = For this reason, I think you made an excellent choice of having the = continuation end with Lois' strength, combined w/ Clark's, save the day. = Then, the "man-to-man" confrontation between Lex and Clark was fabulous! = In that sequence, we seem to see Clark reconcile his Kryptonian nature = (power from within) and his human side. Putting the two on equal ground = proves once and for all who the better man is--like we didn't know ! Finally, referencing all the major villians that CK/S & Lois have = defeated really seemed to pull everything together. I was also happy to see into the future for Jimmy/Penny & Perry/Alice. Thanks again, Juli :-) whose e-mail has changed to: jhale@preferred.com ------=_NextPart_000_000E_01BEF4F5.283242E0 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable
First of all, I just wanted to take a = minute to say=20 "Thank You" to everyone involved in S6 for what must have taken an = amazing=20 amount of time and effort. You all did a wonderful job!
 
The finale was absolutely wonderful! It = tied up=20 every loose end (unlike another infamous finale that we all remember = <g>).=20 While I was reading, the story just came alive for me.
 
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The theme that Lois & Clark = together are=20 "stonger than (Superman) alone" is one I think is pivotal to their whole = relationship. How else could a union between two people so = different work=20 as flawlessly as it does?  For this reason, I think you made an = excellent=20 choice of having the continuation end with Lois' strength, combined w/ = Clark's,=20 save the day.
 
Then, the "man-to-man" confrontation = between Lex=20 and Clark was fabulous! In that sequence, we seem to see Clark reconcile = his=20 Kryptonian nature (power from within) and his human side. Putting the = two on=20 equal ground proves once and for all who the better man is--like we = didn't know=20 <g>!
 
Finally, referencing all the major = villians that=20 CK/S & Lois have defeated really seemed to pull everything=20 together.
 
I was also happy to see into the future = for=20 Jimmy/Penny & Perry/Alice.
 
Thanks again,
 
Juli :-)
whose e-mail has changed to:=20 jhale@preferred.com
------=_NextPart_000_000E_01BEF4F5.283242E0-- ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 22:11:45 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Fanfic Rec: "Coming of Age" In-Reply-To: <000801bef513$52ce7b40$91ce69ce@rlhpc> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 3:18 AM -0400 9/2/99, Juli Hale wrote: >"Coming of Age" by Notrepooh. > Definitely one of the best I've read in a while--which is saying a lot, >considering all the great work that has been done lately. I have to second this recommendation whole-heartedly. This is definitely one of the best stories of the year. I'm not normally drawn to Next Gen stories, but this one was flawless. Lois & Clark have center stage, but their growing family is a focus of the story as well. The 2000 Kerths are going to be very competitive, FoLCs!! Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 04:07:41 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Becky wrote: >Oh, you shouldn't have said that! FoLCs are going to be agitating at your >door, now. > Not any more, since I just finished posting it to Zoom's nfic board. ;) >Trust me, though, people, this story's worth the wait. You're going to >love it. Set aside a =large= chunk of time to read it though, because it's >quite long and once you get to a certain point in the narrative, you won't >be able to stop! Quite long? Those aren't the precise words you used last week when you were proofing it. Seriously, thanks for the endorsement. I hope that it's worth the excrutiatingly long wait for the conclusion. LabRat hangs her head in shame.... And I'd just like to publicly thank Becky and Kath for the incredible amount of work they put in on proofing this one over the past week - you guys are the best. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 00:10:18 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kath Roden Subject: Re: Caped Fear Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Becky wrote: >>Trust me, though, people, this story's worth the wait. You're going to >>love it. Set aside a =large= chunk of time to read it though, because >>it's quite long and once you get to a certain point in the narrative, you >>won't be able to stop! << Lab wrote: >>Quite long? Those aren't the precise words you used last week when you >>were proofing it. Seriously, thanks for the endorsement. I hope that >>it's worth the excrutiatingly long wait for the conclusion. LabRat hangs >>her head in shame.... And I'd just like to publicly thank Becky and Kath for the incredible amount of work they put in on proofing this one over the past week - you guys are the best. << Well, it's not a vignette, Lab! :D and I would *never* call reading one of your stories *work* LOL! This was such a treat to read. I know this is a big week for fanfic, but I *highly* recommend this story. It's wonderfully written with crisp dialog, well defined characters and a great plot! Kudos, Lab, you've done it again! KathR ----- "Come with me, and you'll be in a world of pure imagination." --Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Sun, 26 Sep 1999 23:08:05 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Becky Bain Subject: Re: Caped Fear In-Reply-To: <00aa01bf089c$35313180$359901d4@default> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" LabRat said: >Quite long? Those aren't the precise words you used last week when you were >proofing it. That's because I was trying to hurry and get to the end to find out what happened and the end was such a long way away! I'm better now. >And I'd just like to publicly thank Becky and Kath for the incredible amount >of work they put in on proofing this one over the past week - you guys are >the best. No, dear, we =work= for the best. Becky rbain@uswest.net "The difference between the right word and the nearly right word is the same as that between lightning and the lightning bug." - Mark Twain ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 08:43:08 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nicole Wolke Subject: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs Comments: To: Loiscla MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey Folcs, I want to let all European Folcs know, that I'll get a tape from Jen, too and of course I'm willing to share. I can make copies for all Dean-Fans over here. Everyone who's interested, please email me privately :-) take care Nicole -- AKA CKgroupie on IRC NKWolke@eifel-net.net (Attention everyone: My email addy has changed!) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 11:16:59 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: S6> Episode 14 is on the web! :) In-Reply-To: <37EE99A8.79C0756C@earthlink.net> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Pam Jernigan wrote: > Okay, I took pity on you guys, and posted early ... actually, I was > just afraid y'all were going to gang up on me and steal my hard > drive Pam, you said you posted early, but it was already 9pm in the UK time-zone and we were getting severely impatient!! Yes, Episode 14 was everything I'd hoped for and more. I've posted detailed reviews elsewhere, but congratulations to everyone involved with the finale and with all of Season 6. You've done a fantastic job and, much as it pains me to say it, you deserve the rest you'll now get as there won't be a Season 7. Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 06:22:05 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Annette Ciotola Subject: Re: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/27/99 2:31:45 AM Eastern Daylight Time, NKWolke@EIFEL-NET.NET writes: << I want to let all European Folcs know, that I'll get a tape from Jen, too and of course I'm willing to share. I can make copies for all Dean-Fans over here. Everyone who's interested, please email me privately :-) >> I'm gonna ditto this for those in the United States. Email me at LnClvr@aol.com so I can keep the mail separate. Thanks Anne ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Nfic Archive http://move.to/nfic (a new quick link URL) My Lois & Clark Web Site http://fly.to/superman.net "If something looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and talks like a duck ... chances are pretty good it is a duck." -- LL, SVFAP ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 11:37:57 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: It's Sunday.... In-Reply-To: <37EE42BF.486AFF35@erols.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Sun, 26 Sep 1999 11:58:55 -0400 Sandy McDermin wrote: > Speaking of prodding, I'd like to see the next bit of "Universal > Union." That story certainly left things up in the air. Ummm - blame me, Sandy. Jenni sent the next segment to me for editing last week and thanks to a hectic work schedule (blah, blah, blah) I haven't got to it yet. But I *will*, she promises in anticipation of the raving hordes crossing the Atlantic to raid her hard drive! Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 03:40:38 PDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Tanya Walsh Subject: OUATIM - Courtney Hart to Mr Underhill Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Mr Underhill Hi, sorry I haven't written for so long. I've been busy trying to determine the source of the trousers found at the Planet. No luck yet... I'm beginning to think that *no-one* owns them. I've exhausted every possible avenue of inquiry and still have found absolutely *nothing* about them! I'm inclined to think that they're unrelated to the case, but I would really like to know how they got there, just for personal interest's sake. About the Cain/Hatcher story, I'll get right on it! It should be perfect to increase our sales, especially with the edge we currently have over the Planet! Speaking of the Planet - what *are* you doing to Mr White? I was told by a ... source.. that you've been rather friendly towards him through out the last week or so. I know perfectly well that you have absolutely *no* intention whatsoever of resolving any of your many differences.. so what's going on? Anyway - I must rush now! Things to do, sources to interview, articles to write.. Kerths to win! (I'm sure I don't have to remind you that nominations are being announced in only 3 weeks time!) Courtney >Courtney, A source of mine just called in with a new story. I need you to >polish it. I kinda doubt the facts, but it should be good for sales. >Anyway, at least we have a legit picture proving that they were together in >some aspect. > >Terri Hatcher, married to Jon Tenny was seen with former co-star, Dean Cain >while shooting her latest film. Sources say that while on the east coast >she said that she should "do D.C. this Saturday." However, both were seen >in NY on that Saturday, not in the nation's capital. So, did Superman >finally get his Lois Lane? Check out The Star for the latest. > >Mr. U ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 20:36:35 +1000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Re: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Ack! This has gone too far! I rang my local video library tonight to try to find out about the possibilities of *purchasing* a copy of R&B, and was told that they had NO record of such a film due out on video! So I rang back my local Blockbuster (I have a card, but don't go there too often, as they're more expensive than the local library) and they said that it is due out on October 13, but as they don't already have it in they probably won't be getting it. I don't understand, but that's what I've been told. When I said that I might be interested in buying a copy, they said to call back tomorrow during working hours, and they'll get in touch with their distributor and find out if it will be available. The other issue is that some videos that are released here these days have copy protection on them, so you can't copy it in a way that makes it viewable. (I had to buy a copy of The WIggles Movie for the kids because it was copy protected). This means that even if I do manage to get a copy of R&B, I still may not be able to copy it for FoLCs around the world. I WILL try, but I can't promise! I'll know more about this around October 14 (we're going to see The Boy >from Oz on the night of my birthday, so I can't do much about it on that day!) and will post to this list asap. Jen At 06:22 AM 27/09/99 EDT, you wrote: >In a message dated 9/27/99 2:31:45 AM Eastern Daylight Time, >NKWolke@EIFEL-NET.NET writes: > ><< I want to let all European Folcs know, that I'll get a tape from Jen, > too and of course I'm willing to share. I can make copies for all > Dean-Fans over here. Everyone who's interested, please email me > privately :-) >> > >I'm gonna ditto this for those in the United States. Email me at >LnClvr@aol.com so I can keep the mail separate. > >Thanks >Anne ;) >~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ >The Nfic Archive >http://move.to/nfic (a new quick link URL) > >My Lois & Clark Web Site >http://fly.to/superman.net > >"If something looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and talks like a duck ... >chances are pretty good it is a duck." -- LL, SVFAP > > jenerator@ozemail.com.au -*-This message is umop ap!sdn (Jenerator or Some1Else on IRC) -*- JenerEight on AIM -*- ICQ: 11477318 Photos of David (7) and Megan (4) on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 06:53:49 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Annette Ciotola Subject: Re: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Heyya Jen, Don't worry too much about it. :) I think right now Nicky and I can at least get an interest in who interested. This way when and if this happens we can get the ball rolling. We all appreciate what your trying to accomplish. :) Anne ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Nfic Archive http://move.to/nfic (a new quick link URL) My Lois & Clark Web Site http://fly.to/superman.net "If something looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and talks like a duck ... chances are pretty good it is a duck." -- LL, SVFAP ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 12:02:03 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Becky wrote: >No, dear, we =work= for the best. And Kath wrote: >This was such a treat to read. I know this is a big week for fanfic, but I >*highly* recommend this story. It's wonderfully written with crisp dialog, >well defined characters and a great plot! >Kudos, Lab, you've done it again! Aw, you're making me blush now, guys. But, thanks. What astonishes me is that there are apparently FoLCs out there who have already *read* this 'vignette' . What are these guys on? And where can I find some? ;) LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 06:26:25 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Melissa Day Hall Subject: OT: Fwd: Marion Zimmer Bradley news Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Apologies for the Off-Topic post, but I felt that those of you who might be MZB fans should know the sad news. >> >From: Amethyst Rose >> > >> >Blessings to All, >> > >> >I was called this morning and told that Marion Zimmer Bradley >> >passed quietly into Avalon last evening (9/25/99) at 6:40pm. at >> >Alta Bates Hospital in Berkeley, Ca. This comes from a friend >> >who was a former room mate of Marions. Marion introduced >> >many people to the world of paganism in a positive and caring >> >way through such books as the Mists of Avalon, The Forest House >> >and the Lady of Avalon as well as some of her other books. She >> >was a great Lady and we will miss her. >> > >> >Blessings to you on your crossing Lady. >> > >> >Amethyst Rose >> > >> ********************************************** >> >> For more information on Marion's passing and were to send >> messages, please visit the website for the MZB Fantasy Magazine >> at htpp://www.mzbfm.com >> >> I've been a fan for many, many years. Marion is a great lady who >> will be sorely missed. If you have never read her novels, I >> highly recommend any of them. >> >> virginia ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 08:02:09 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kate Crane Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Labrat, Are you posting Cape Fear anywhere else besides the Zooms boards? Kate ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:13:08 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Re: Sir Phil In-Reply-To: <80a1f0a4.251ffb15@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Sun, 26 Sep 1999 18:41:25 EDT Singin Drew wrote: > Man... all I did was ask who Phil was. I didn't mean to get into this big discussion!!! I promise I won't ask any more questions! < Welcome to FoLCdom and the mailing lists, Kristin . We're like that.... > Kristin > PS- any one who knows me knows this is a total lie because I ask a million questions about everything!!! < Good. That you ask questions, that is. Phil ------------------------------------------------------------ "I think... I think I am! | I think _I_ am: Therefore I am... I think?" | Phil Atcliffe -- The Moody Blues | (Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 08:14:15 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "C.C. Malo" Subject: OUATIM: Cat to Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit <> Lara, the day's a wipe-out if I haven't been watched at least once. :) But *your* feeling about being watched plus that phone call doesn't sound good. You should let Perry know. I'd suggest Henderson but he'll need more evidence before he can take it seriously. If anything else happens, though, call Henderson -- he's no fool. Glad to hear that Dan and Godzilla were a good combination. I bet he'd like Mr. Gadget. The gymnast? A gentleman :) Be careful, Lara. Cat ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:15:08 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nicole Wolke Subject: Re: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey Folcs, especially Jen :-) oh dear, Jen, please be sure we don't want to put you in stress now! Don't panic girl , we know you'll do what you can and if it works it works. If not, then we'll just have to wait until the rest of the world will decide to release the video, whenever that might be :-) take care Nicole (always optimistic and so still hoping that there will be no copy protection on the tape... if Jen even gets her hands on a tape that is... but being optimistic Im sure she will :-)) Jenny Stosser schrieb: > Ack! This has gone too far! > I rang my local video library tonight to try to find out about the > possibilities of *purchasing* a copy of R&B, and was told that they had NO > record of such a film due out on video! So I rang back my local > Blockbuster (I have a card, but don't go there too often, as they're more > expensive than the local library) and they said that it is due out on > October 13, but as they don't already have it in they probably won't be > getting it. I don't understand, but that's what I've been told. When I > said that I might be interested in buying a copy, they said to call back > tomorrow during working hours, and they'll get in touch with their > distributor and find out if it will be available. > The other issue is that some videos that are released here these days have > copy protection on them, so you can't copy it in a way that makes it > viewable. (I had to buy a copy of The WIggles Movie for the kids because it > was copy protected). This means that even if I do manage to get a copy of > R&B, I still may not be able to copy it for FoLCs around the world. I WILL > try, but I can't promise! > > I'll know more about this around October 14 (we're going to see The Boy > from Oz on the night of my birthday, so I can't do much about it on that > day!) and will post to this list asap. > > Jen -- AKA CKgroupie on IRC NKWolke@eifel-net.net (Attention everyone: My email addy has changed!) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 08:16:27 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Universal Union MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Wendy Richards wrote: > > On Sun, 26 Sep 1999 11:58:55 -0400 Sandy McDermin > wrote: > > > Speaking of prodding, I'd like to see the next bit of "Universal > > Union." That story certainly left things up in the air. > > Ummm - blame me, Sandy. Jenni sent the next segment to me for editing > last week and thanks to a hectic work schedule (blah, blah, blah) I > haven't got to it yet. > > But I *will*, she promises in anticipation of the raving hordes > crossing the Atlantic to raid her hard drive! > > Wendy > > ---------------------- > Wendy Richards > w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk Please ask her to post it here. Not to take anything away from the OUATIM group, (I'm storing most of those posts away until I have time to read them in one fell swoop) but now that the S6 stories are over, this list is in desperate need of fanfic of all sorts, at all stages to stimulate all kinds of conversation. I'm beginning to mourn a little here. Sandy smcdermin@erols.com P.S. I'm hoping to put together some comments on your recent story soon, Wendy -- Yes, the big one on the archive. We recently discussed the absense of feedback on this list and my feeling is you have to give some to get some. Well, of course, I haven't written anything in a while, but I got feedback when I did and now it's my turn to give back. That's part of learning to write better and, I have found, is just as useful as the act of writing itself. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:27:01 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Perry MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Chief - Just got back late last night; Superman dropped me off then headed straight back to Indonesia to finish off the negotiations on the UN involvement. He thinks he'll be back some time today. The last of my earthquake stories is attached. I know you're the boss, but I really would appreciate it if you wouldn't change anything in this one. It's all very well for you to say that I come across as too personally involved, but you weren't there. And if I really tried to write an emotionally hard-hitting story, it would be a lot closer to the bone than that last one. You know, I think the problem these days is that people have forgotten how to care! You'll have the Indonesia material by this evening. I've spoken to Lois and she's updated me on the bombing investigation - and something else. Cat's tipped Lois off about Lara Wells' discussions with Courtney Hart, and it looks to us as if she really may be about to jump ship. Either that, or she's just being pretty naive about the Star's motives. Of course, it's not as if she'd been here long, so it's not much of a problem except that I guess we don't want the competition boasting about Planet staff leaving the 'sinking ship'. Good news about the circulation figures. We'll soon be back on track. Clark. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:31:19 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Dr Klein MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Dr Klein, Thank you very much for all your assistance. Your report is very heplful indeed. Can I please ask for your help with something else? Do you remember a Dr Mamba, who cloned the President a couple of years ago? He also cloned Lois at Lex Luthor's request, as I'm sure you also remember. Are you familiar with his methods? If I brought you a hair or tissue sample, could you test for frog DNA, or whatever technical term is appropriate for what we might expect to find in a clone? Superman or I will get a sample to you as soon as possible. I'd appreciate your discretion on this, however. Clark. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:52:15 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Re: Where's the sequel? In-Reply-To: <002101bf0826$46131b60$548d01d4@default> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Sun, 26 Sep 1999 14:49:03 +0100 LabRat wrote: > Well, with Caped Fear finished and almost on the verge of being sent out into the wide world, I now feel that I have restored credibility in demanding to know where some of the stories *I'm* waiting on are. > So... Phil, good buddy.... didn't I hear you were writing a sequel to Couch Potatoes? Was it ever posted? I loved the original - LOL'd all the way through. I can't wait to see what our heroes think of the antics in Superman II. < "Oh, c'mon... gimme a break!" It's in the works; that's all I can say about it, and that's all I'm going to say about it (except for what's below ). Some people who have written to me privately may recognise what I'm about to write, for which I do not apologise. Yes. it's a stock answer, but it says what needs to be said (and it saves me typing ). The important point is that CP2 has been drastically delayed, as have all my other fanfic ideas, by S6, but now that _that's_ done... I'm just about written out for a while. Besides, I have some work writing to do. However, even in the deepest of throes of S6 finale creation, I have, on occasion, for light relief and/or a change of pace, done a little work on CP2, but it's a slow process. For one thing, CP's are long stories; I have to summarise the story of the film and then also work in L&C's reactions, all of which takes time. But it is happening. To whet your appetite , Lois found the tape in the Mysterious Video Store(tm) this time, and our favourite couple are currently trying to work out how the film-makers knew that Jor-El was so important on Krypton -- if they did. Of course, there's other stuff written for later on, like Lois musing on her film counterpart's behaviour towards Superman once she's found him out, and it'll all come together in time -- just not for a few months at least. So, have patience, please, and I'll do my best to get the story finished, along with the other half-dozen or so that currently lurk on my hard drives in various stages of completion -- although one of them may never see the light of day, a lot of its subject matter having been covered by STMA. CP2 is, I think, number 2 on the list to be worked on at present. And there are other CP subjects out there. The third one, as and when it eventuates, will _not_ be a Reeve/Kidder movie, although I may do Superman III at some stage, and I have a couple of other ideas as to things that L&C could usefully watch and reflect upon. More than that, I won't say for now. Phil, wishing he could read CF, but "boards@zoomway.com" still hasn't given me a password yet B-( ------------------------------------------------------------ "I think... I think I am! | I think _I_ am: Therefore I am... I think?" | Phil Atcliffe -- The Moody Blues | (Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:54:06 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Kate wrote: >Labrat, >Are you posting Cape Fear anywhere else besides the Zooms boards? >Kate The nfic version of Caped Fear was also sent out last night to: Anne for uploading to annesplace. Menolly for uploading to the new site she set up and maintains for my stories. Joyce for sending out on the nfic mailing list. *Please* remember that when it appears at these sites is dependent on when these marvellous ladies manage to scrounge time out of their busy lives to upload it. So, guys, don't go bugging them for it right now. Give them a few days...weeks...months.... Usually, they are all amazingly fast to respond, but RL gets in the way of us all, times. Today, I'm starting work on converting to pg13 - or perhaps even gfic - and that version will eventually be submitted for inclusion in the Archive and perhaps posted to Zoom's fanfic mbs - if no one's sick of seeing it by then. ;) I have to reiterate that this time around I won't be able to send out copies by private email. Normally I don't mind, but CF is just so long it would take an enormous amount of time and send my phone bill skyrocketing if I get more than a few requests. And I do feel that the above list puts it into the public domain in enough places to suit everyone who is interested in reading. My personal website is an open site - no password needed to access the stories, just the URL. So I think everyone is catered for. Anyone needing the URL who doesn't have it - just send me an age statement and I'll pass it along. And thanks for the interest, Kate. LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. > ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 09:10:21 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Labrat, Hurry up and convert it to pg-13... it's not that I don't like nfic, really, i do, but I just really would rather read stories sans the nfic parts. i think they sometimes take away from the mail story line, and make it harder to read. Alicia (hoping people aren't going to throw cyber stones at her) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 09:56:34 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Charlotte Fisler Subject: Re: S6 finale (and thanks) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I can't wait long enough to finish it to "review' it, so here is my preliminary thoughts, based upon a skim reading, with stops along the way to read and savor certain parts. (Yeah, well, I've said often enough, I try not to read anything fully until I know how it all turns out BG) This one is a winner, big surprise I know. What did we expect other than a great conslusion. S p o i l e r S p a c e First 'Thanks Phil' for keeping your promise from early in Season 6 and finally 'getting' Lex Luthor, although destroying his physical body completely might be considered overkill. Naah. The story with the use of a the ''ultimate version,' of the disruptor which showed up in Lois and Clark twice before in altered formats, was wonderful. Radiation similar to Kryptonite - Great. Great Waffy scene with Lois actually making physical reality of the notion of how her strength adds to Clark/Superman in the final distruction of the weapon. Good to see Clark fighting and defeating Lex without powers. That was one of the best aspects of Clark's defeat of Jason Trask, another villian I personally hated. And the use of 'recalling' Clark's previous episodes, both on the show and in fanfiction, where he 'learned' the skills to fight without superpowers was particularly gratifying. But the thing that was the very best about this episode and the entire season 6 was that the authors, each and every one of them, gave us something ABC and WB both never did, whether by plan or design. I'm talking about Closure. Whether or not we ever get a Lois and Clark movie, you give us that in the final waffy reflection by Clark and, especially, Lois about her relationship with Clark Kent from the pilot on, showing how it changed over the course of four wonderful years. And I don't even need to mention the closures for Alt Clark and his Lois and for the medieval Lois and Clark from Soulmates, for Perry and Alice, and for Jimmy and Penny. What more can I say but Thank you, Thank You, Thank you, each and everyone of you. There is no need for any more closure, but for heavens sake don't stop writing. Remember the World of the Imagination has a myriad (SP? if its wrong blame it on MS Word) of ways for things to happen and I will read each and every one. After all Superman is the greatest and best of the Superheros. Charlotte - who promises faithfully to send to (maybe the word should be inflict on, but there it is.) the list this week, her next story, Revealing Cruise, in whole or in parts. PS BTW sorry, but I wont watch A TNT movie if it doesn't have Dean and Terri in it. Zoom, I know you love the show, but even you have to admit that the actors add so much more to a show then is in the plot - that is what acting is about. And Dean and Terri did that. Even some people on the Superman Newsgroup admit that Dean's portrayal is Clark Kent even if they don't see him as Superman - as if height and eye color matter.) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 08:23:23 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sheila Harper Subject: Re: S6 finale (and thanks) In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit >Even some people on the Superman >Newsgroup admit that Dean's portrayal is Clark Kent even if they don't see >him as Superman - as if height and eye color matter.) Charlotte, is *that* what the big stink has been about? He's not tall enough, and he's brown-eyed instead of blue? Even though I always liked Christopher Reeve's portrayal of Superman, I've never been able to look at it the same way since reading Phil's "Couch Potatoes." I loved Clark's incisive commentary on the way that Superman behaved, and I'd like to see Clark's comments on the comic books (oh, say, the Red-and-Blue Superman series ;) Sheila ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 10:19:14 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Fanfics in progress (was RE: Universal Union) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Sandy wrote: ... now that the S6 stories are over, this list is in desperate need of fanfic of all sorts, at all stages to stimulate all kinds of conversation. I'm beginning to mourn a little here. Is this the general consensus? I have a few in progress, but I'm hesitant to post them until they are complete. To post, or not to post, that is the question. Okay, that's a bit trite, but I haven't had my third cup of coffee yet, and I'm a bit punchy. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 11:05:34 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: OUATIM: - Mr. U to Courtney (doule encryption) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Courtney, I think that you are right about the trousers. I have a hunch that they are a plant, and totally unrelated. Go with your instincts. Yes, the circulation numbers are encouraging. Bonus time comes around next month. If you do win a Kerth, you will get a *really* nice bonus. Acually, the preliminary Kerth nominations came out this morning. (I know guys who know guys). The committee will announce the finalists in three weeks. I am not at liberty to say anything yet, but if I were you I'd start dress shopping. Re: Perry, Don't tell anyone this, but I plan on retiring to Mexico after the Kerth Awards. This business has gotten to me after all of the years I've been here. I'd like to forget some of the things I've seen. My cardiologist said that I should start mending fences to relieve stress. Of course, he also thinks that Washington has a shot at the Super Bowl this year, just because they've *finally* won two games in a row. Mr. U __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 16:15:38 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Re: S6 finale (and thanks) In-Reply-To: <000301bf08f3$db34a9c0$ab01140a@cmn.net.cmn.net> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Mon, 27 Sep 1999 08:23:23 -0600 Sheila Harper wrote: > Even though I always liked Christopher Reeve's portrayal of Superman, I've never been able to look at it the same way since reading Phil's "Couch Potatoes." I loved Clark's incisive commentary on the way that Superman behaved, and I'd like to see Clark's comments on the comic books (oh, say, the Red-and-Blue Superman series ;) < Oh, boy.... Guess I've found the topic for CP6 then (or is it CP7?). Of course, it does mean that I'd have to go and buy a copy of the SR/SB comics. Are DC doing a TPB? Phil, who has a Supes-Red action figure from the JLA range and who'd like a Supes-Blue figure, but can't find one. I could always paint another red one, I suppose.... ------------------------------------------------------------ Gravity is a Downer... So let's go flying! -- so sayeth Phil Atcliffe (Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 11:56:59 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: OTR is back Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi ya, everyone. I just noticed that On the Run is back. Part 61D is on Zoom's message board. JOY:) __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 12:01:36 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kate Crane Subject: Re: OTR is back MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 09/27/1999 8:58:52 AM Pacific Daylight Time, jsowell@MAIL.COM writes: << Hi ya, everyone. I just noticed that On the Run is back. Part 61D is on Zoom's message board. >> Hallelujah!!! thanks for letting us know, Joy! Kate ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 17:27:28 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Where's the sequel? In-Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:52:15 -0400 Phillip Atcliffe wrote: > > The important point is that CP2 has been drastically delayed, as have > all my other fanfic ideas, by S6, but now that _that's_ done... I'm > just about written out for a while. Besides, I have some work writing > to do. > Can't say I blame you, Phil, and I say that as someone who (as you know) is also longing for CP2. You did, after all, write more S6 eps than any of the other writers, and given the quality and depth of the one we've all just read, I think you deserve a break! Besides, it's that time of year again, isn't it? I can hear the rampaging hordes of students outside my door even as I write this! Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 17:36:24 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Stronger than Me Alone review MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: QUOTED-PRINTABLE I have posted this elsewhere, but I think Phil's finale, and the=20 work done by Kathy, Pam and everyone else involved in S6 has been so=20 wonderful that I feel like shouting my thoughts everywhere! What a finish! Phil Atcliffe has certainly confirmed and added to his=20 reputation as one of FOLCdom=92s very best and most accomplished=20 writers. This entire three-parter was so well put together, the=20 detailed plotting so plausible and building to a crescendo of a=20 climax. And every time the reader thought it was over, Phil managed=20 to hit us with yet another shock. s p o i l e r s p a c e The mix of screen captures with text have never been better; it was=20 so much more vivid to *see* Superman fighting Luthor=92s ray along with=20 the description of what it was doing to him. But even where there=20 were no pictures, Phil=92s writing painted the images clearly; I could=20 visualise the swordfight, and Luthor=92s growing panic, and ultimately=20 his recognition of his own defeat. The description of his inability=20 to look Clark Kent in the eye as he was led away by the police spoke volumes. There were so many segments of this story which made me sit up and=20 think, or smile wryly, or even want to laugh aloud. Just a few here,=20 and why I liked them: I couldn=92t help but laugh at this. Phil has a wonderful turn of=20 phrase here, where most other writers would simply say =91Jimmy yelled,=20 =93Help! Superman!=94=92 >>>It is a prime example of the defence methods by which the human=20 mind tries to protect itself from stress that Jimmy actually spent a=20 moment or two hoping that Lois wouldn't want to get him for violation=20 of copyright or something, before yelling, as loud as he could,=20 "Help! *Superman!!*"<<< Luthor=92s growing mania was shown wonderfully, a vivid reminder of all=20 the failed attempts on Superman=92s life and Lex=92s despair that nothing= =20 seemed to succeed: >>>"What does it take to kill you, Kent? My Kryptonite cage couldn't=20 do it; the quantum disruptor didn't work; the Presses' quantum=20 disbander was no better, even when they cut you off from sunlight;=20 the Army's Kryptonite gas killed the other aliens, but not *you*;=20 even my greatest creation, an improved disruptor that uses the same=20 frequencies as Kryptonite, failed. *What does it take?*"<<< And there was Lois=92s deep love for her husband, her despair at the=20 thought of leaving him to his death. Brilliantly put.... >>>She didn't care about the radiation; she could *not* leave him=20 without one last chance to hold him -- one last embrace that she knew=20 she would remember for the rest of her life. How could she forget,=20 when it would be all that she would have to sustain her through the=20 long, lonely years to come? She wrapped herself around him in the=20 fiercest, most frantic grip she could manage. Her eyes were closed=20 and her face crumpled in painful sobs as she held him to her, trying =20 desperately to forget, just for a very few seconds, that she was=20 going to have to leave him.... leave him to die.<<< ... and then the shock when it was Lois=92s embrace which gave Clark=20 the power to close the weapon. Stronger than me alone, indeed... >>>"*We* did it, honey. I don't know how, or why, but when you=20 touched me... it was like I was recharged. All my strength, all the=20 energy that I'd expended, fighting to hold the sphere together, came=20 flooding back, and I *knew* that I was able to close it up. After=20 that... it was simple. It took a lot of effort, but I wasn't worried.=20 With you holding me... it was just a matter of finishing the job. =20 And we did."<<< And typical Lois!! How well Clark understands her! >>>She was never=20 going to let him forget this....<<< There are lines here which are as memorable as any of the best lines=20 >from the TV series: >>>"Kill you?" Clark asked, sounding surprised -- though his sword=20 didn't move a millimetre. "You've got a real thing about death, don't=20 you, Luthor? Every time you're beaten, you try to commit suicide, or=20 you only escape from justice because you're thought dead. "I *could* kill you, you know," he went on, almost conversationally,=20 "and God knows you deserve it if any man ever has...." The sword left=20 Luthor's throat to be raised high into the air, ready for what could=20 only be the killing stroke. Despite his determination not to show=20 weakness, Lex closed his eyes.... ...until Clark barked, his voice now emphatic and resolute, "...but I=20 *won't*, because, as I told another maniac once, *that's not how I=20 work!*"<<< Lois=92s dilemma was so well put, and so heartfelt... >>>'Damn Lex!' she raged inwardly. 'If it hadn't been for that=20 blasted clone of his, he'd never have known about Clark, and he=20 wouldn't be able to ruin our lives this way!' But what could they do?=20 The only way to ensure Lex's silence is to kill him... and Clark=20 wouldn't even *think* of that, much less do it! Which meant... =20 'Maybe *I* should? Was this to be Luthor's ultimate revenge? Would she have to kill him=20 for the sake of Clark and Laura, only to lose them even as she=20 liberated them from his evil?<<< I just love this: >>>"That's right," he went on, "I don't care. Oh, I'd still prefer=20 that the world didn't know -- not yet, anyway -- but I've been to a=20 place where it's no secret that Clark Kent is Superman, and life=20 there is not so terrible. And even if it was as awful as I once=20 feared it could be, I know now that I could survive. I can =20 survive anything-- *we* can survive anything -- together."<<<=20 This is great continuity from Movers and Shakers as well, which is=20 something I wondered about after I=92d read the episode. Did Clark,=20 having seen how his counterpart survived in a universe where everyone=20 knows his identity, come to think that it wouldn=92t be so bad as he'd=20 always feared? The repeat of the irony in the Season 1 finale was a shock, but very=20 fitting: >>>The irony was staggering: Superman was the one person who stood=20 any chance of rescuing Luthor -- but he couldn't, because he didn't=20 have his powers right now, thanks to Lex's own super-weapon!<<< And then came again unexpected humour in the most tense of=20 situations: >>>Luthor had thought that he had plumbed the full depths of terror=20 and despair possible to a human being over the course of that day; he=20 found that he was wrong when his captor stuffed the grenade into the=20 waistband of his trousers. Alex kept hold of the handle, but it took=20 everything Luthor had to retain control of himself with a live=20 grenade inches from his groin.<<< And Phil the Mad Professor and Time-Traveller strikes again: >>>He could make a fortune as a time- travelling messenger service.=20 'Forget an important appointment? Your wife's birthday? To pay your=20 income tax? No problem -- let Wells Temporal Couriers make your=20 deliveries, and you'll never be late again!' Hey, do you think I=20 could get a percentage of the gross for coming up with the idea?"<<< What an insight - truly a perfect finale: >>>"That's what Luthor never realised," he mused, holding her close.=20 "All these years, all his plots to kill or discredit Superman -- he=20 never knew who he was fighting. He spent all his time attacking me,=20 or trying to control you... and completely missed his target because=20 of it. "Superman is more than me alone; he always has been, right from the=20 start. Oh, I have the powers -- but I don't have all the brains, and=20 definitely less than half the heart."<<< Oh, and this is just pure Lois=20 >>>if the last six years had proven anything, it was that while Lois=20 Lane had been, and still was, one of the best investigative reporters=20 anywhere, and Clark Kent was almost as good (not quite, but=20 *almost*)<<< What more can I say? Everyone involved in Season 6 has given us one=20 terrific year of truly magnificent episodes, a complex but compelling=20 plot-line and a breathtaking finale. Phil has done a fantastic job of=20 finishing up the season, but everyone else - Chris, Pam, Crystal,=20 Carol, Kathy, Nancy, Sheila, Barb and the unseen editors - equally=20 deserve credit. It=92s been a team effort, and you guys have made a=20 terrific team. Thank you for giving us two years of great episodes,=20 and well done for a finale worthy of the name. Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 17:41:22 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: OUATIM: Clark to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Hi sweetheart! Just wanted to let you know - mission accomplished! Superman flew into her apartment earlier and took some hairs from her hairbrush. Doc Klein has them now and he says he'll have his analysis tomorrow sometime. I'll be home early tonight, and I'm cooking. Are we celebrating, too? Love you, Clark. ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 17:58:26 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Alicia wrote: >Labrat, > >Hurry up and convert it to pg-13... it's not that I don't like nfic, really, >i do, but I just really would rather read stories sans the nfic parts. i >think they sometimes take away from the mail story line, and make it harder >to read. > >Alicia (hoping people aren't going to throw cyber stones at her) Alicia, never feel guilty about the choice of stories you like to read - each to their own and diversity is the spice of life. Bar a few exceptions which have been well written enough to engage my emotions and transcend the maudlin, I'm not particularly fond of deathfic. Nfic is just another type of fanfic - no more than that. You like it, you read it, or you don't. Just like you have personal preferences for revelation fic, RRs, kiddie fic....and the rest. Read what you enjoy is the only criteria you should be concerned with. As for the pg13 version - well I've spent the day on it and it's mostly ready to send off to Kathy. As I suspected, because this was actually the very first LNC fic I started, before I got involved in writing nfic, it was pretty much gfic to start off with and more in line with the kind of heavily Aplotted adventure type fic that I've previously been known for in all of the other fandoms I wrote for prior to LNC. So it was easy to excise the nifc moments, since they were grafted on later. My only real problem is the tag, which is heavily nfic orientated and may have to be reworked from scratch with a new gfic version. But I'm on it. I'm expecting to have it sent off by tomorrow at the latest. Although slight detour this evening as it's my niece's birthday, so I'll be spending it with family. Soon.... LabRat :) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. > ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:02:23 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: Fanfics in progress In-Reply-To: <383870670.938441954232.JavaMail.root@web01.pub01> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 10:19 AM -0400 9/27/99, Joy Sowell wrote: >Sandy wrote: >... now that the S6 stories are over, this list is in desperate need of >fanfic of all sorts, at all stages to stimulate all kinds of conversation. >I'm beginning to mourn a little here. > > >Is this the general consensus? I have a few in progress, but I'm hesitant >to post them until they are complete. If you are looking for feedback as you go along, I say post the unfinished versions! This list certainly can serve as a testing ground for stories, the way the MBs seem to. Just because specific writers chose to use the MBs for their testing ground, doesn't mean other writers can't use this listserv for the same purpose. I say go for it. :) My recommendation - label "unfinished" or "in progress" fics as such in the subject line, and be sure to include a note at the beginning describing what kind of feedback you'd like ... full edits vs. story-only, public vs. private, etc. Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 19:03:38 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: Universal Union In-Reply-To: <37EF601B.96963F27@erols.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Mon, 27 Sep 1999 08:16:27 -0400 Sandy McDermin wrote: Universal Union: > Please ask her to post it here. Oh, I'm sure Jenni will once it's been edited. She's having some email problems at the moment, though. > > P.S. I'm hoping to put together some comments on your recent story > soon, Wendy -- Yes, the big one on the archive. We recently discussed > the absense of feedback on this list and my feeling is you have to give > some to get some. Well, of course, I haven't written anything in a > while, but I got feedback when I did and now it's my turn to give back. Thanks, Sandy, I'll look forward to it. Wendy ---------------------- Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 13:08:02 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Comment: OUATIM: Cat to Lara In-Reply-To: <611bbb83.2520b997@aol.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 8:14 AM -0400 9/27/99, C.C. Malo wrote: ><> Lara, the day's >a wipe-out if I haven't been watched at least once. :) Carol, just classic Cat ... you had me LOL. :) Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 14:13:30 -0500 Reply-To: truitt22@flash.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: timothy truitt Organization: tnt technical services Subject: S 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I just want to thank all the wonderful writers and all those who helped edit and get them uploaded so that we readers can read these wonderfully written stories from season 6. I'm going to miss the ongoing storyline. I've enjoyed reading your stories merry ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 21:10:01 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Petra Subject: Re: Help needed for fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Dom wrote: > Yvonne's right - no noise. I also checked my London guidebook > (proves useful when people come to stay) and it didn't say anything > about noise either. Looks like I have to think of something else . But thanks anyway, Dom :) > Edinburgh's time signal is duplicated by a cannon > on the castle going off but that's allegedly because most of the time it > was too foggy to see the time signal > Other sounds in the area? Um, seagulls? Seagulls? Hm, could be anywhere along the Thames. Not distintive enough. Perhaps I'll change the scenery and go underground. Somewhere near a tube station. There would be enough sounds. "Mind the gap!" ;) Okay, not very distintive either In the final draft of the story my two co-writers will kill that scence anyhow ;) /me waves to Nicky and Tina and ducks to flying objects I'll try a little chocolate, maybe that'll give my brain a boost and the ultimative idea :) Have a nice evening bye Petra aka KiwiPit on IRC (for the German L&C fanfic team) mailto: ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 14:16:59 -0500 Reply-To: truitt22@flash.net Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: timothy truitt Organization: tnt technical services Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Labrat, are you going to post it to your nfic board on anne's site in one part? merry truitt22@flash.net LabRat wrote: > Becky wrote: > > >Oh, you shouldn't have said that! FoLCs are going to be agitating at your > >door, now. > > > Not any more, since I just finished posting it to Zoom's nfic board. ;) > > >Trust me, though, people, this story's worth the wait. You're going to > >love it. Set aside a =large= chunk of time to read it though, because it's > >quite long and once you get to a certain point in the narrative, you won't > >be able to stop! > > Quite long? Those aren't the precise words you used last week when you were > proofing it. Seriously, thanks for the endorsement. I hope that it's > worth the excrutiatingly long wait for the conclusion. LabRat hangs her head > in shame.... > > And I'd just like to publicly thank Becky and Kath for the incredible amount > of work they put in on proofing this one over the past week - you guys are > the best. > > LabRat :) > Doc. Klein's LabRat > labrat@ukf.net > > "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of > General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines > during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. > > "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert > Einstein, aged 10. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 15:42:38 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey since you went to Blockbuster do you think it would be the same case in the US? Or is Rag and Bone ONLY being released in Europe? Alexis ;-.) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 15:42:41 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM:Lara to Dan (URGENT) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Dan! I don't know what to do? I think someone broke into my aparment last night! I woke up and found some of my things messed up on the bathroom counter. I usually like to keep things organized so I don't spend hours in the bathroom! LOL! Also Clark is back in town and i promised Lois I would talk to both of them. Would you please accompany me when that meeting takes place? I feel sorta weird going there by myself. Please stop by if you have the time. I really need the company! Luv, Lara PS. On a happier note, how about another date? This time we can go see Mr. Gadget! ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 15:42:40 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Cat to Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/27/99 5:14:36 AM Pacific Daylight Time, Ccmalo@AOL.COM writes: << But *your* feeling about being watched plus that phone call doesn't sound good. You should let Perry know. I'd suggest Henderson but he'll need more evidence before he can take it seriously. If anything else happens, though, call Henderson -- he's no fool. Glad to hear that Dan and Godzilla were a good combination. I bet he'd like Mr. Gadget. The gymnast? A gentleman :) Be careful, Lara. Cat >> Ok I will tell Perry right away! Thanks for the advice. Mr Gadget? Huh? Maybe I should suggest that for our 2nd date! =) Lara ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 15:42:42 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: OUATIM: Lara to Mr. White MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Mr White, i have this weird feeling that someone is watching me. I also think someone broke into my apartment last night! Nothing was stolen, but i feel so exposed. Cat says it is perfectly normal for a reporter to feel like he or she is being watched, especially a Daily Planet reporter. Do you have any suggestions on how I can keep my research on the bombing safe? Thanks. Lara ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 22:34:03 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nicole Wolke Subject: Re: Help needed for fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Just stick my head out into a discussion that usually totally misses me (which results in me constantly not knowing what is the h*** is going on in our story ) to respond to Pittys sentence here: > In the final draft of the story my two co-writers will kill that scence > anyhow ;) > /me waves to Nicky and Tina and ducks to flying objects *I'm* going to kill something one of my a-plot queens has developed?!!! Never!!! I'd be lost without you guys. You'd have a story with Clark... okay and Clark... and maybe a little bit more... Clark? A-Plot? What's that? Oh, you mean there has actually to be something going on in a story?! Okay, but hmm... well I think I *could* put in some more... hmm... Clark? No way I'm going to kill that scene. And I accept every sound. Couldn't it be ultrasonic? Then Dom and Yvonne wouldn't be able to hear it but he still could after all! Okay, you see, that's how *I* create a-plots :-) There's something in the way? No problem, I'll get rid of it Be sure Super-a-plot-Nicky finds a way to kill all logic take care Nicole -- AKA CKgroupie on IRC NKWolke@eifel-net.net (Attention everyone: My email addy has changed!) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 14:04:26 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Ron Underhill MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ron, Look, I appreciated it when the Star helped us out with printing facilities, but frankly, I don't understand where you're coming from with this 'old-buddy' routine at all. Sure, we had a few good times back at college - in fact, I was just telling Lois about some of your wilder schemes. That get-rich-quick idea with the magnetised bookshelfs never did catch on, did it? The last time I saw Bud Weinberger he was still wearing a crash helmet whenever he goes into a bookstore...poor guy. Anyway, I'm happy to bury the hatchet if you are, but it's gonna take more than a couple of friendly emails. Sure, let's meet and talk - how about the Merryweather Rooms tonight at 8? To answer your question about Cat: she's a fine woman. As for her reputation - all I'm gonna say, Ron, is - don't believe everything you read in the papers. You, of all people, should know that. Perry White ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 14:26:32 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Lois and Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lois/Clark, Lois - I've attached Alice's chocolate mousse recipe to this. She says you should melt the chocolate in a double saucepan, whatever that is, and make sure the cream is at room temperature before you add it to the chocolate, or else you get rock-hard sludge. Judas Priest, you'd think I was a columnist for the Food and Drink pages instead of the Editor in Chief! Maybe if Carlton can't find the finance to rebuild the Planet I could ask Ron Underhill for a job. Talking of who, I can't understand what the man's up to. You know we go back a long way? Well, what I didn't tell you was what happened just after we left college. I won't bore you two with the details, but let's just say we didn't part on the friendliest of terms. And now he's sending me buddy-buddy emails as if nothing happened? Go figure. Gotta go - the distribution truck drivers are threatening to strike again. Perry ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 18:18:16 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Laurie Dunn Subject: OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Clark I do remember Dr. Mamba and I'm sure I still have the associated files. I will pull them up. It will be a couple of days before I can get it all done. I hope that is okay. My administrative duties are piling up. The other item I am testing is quite interesting and taking time. Also, Carolyn just dropped into town. Remember Carolyn? She thinks I'm a god! Paperwork to read! I've got to get to that new report by my colleague, Dr. Atcliffe. About the sample showing similarities to kryptonite... it really looks more like the hybrid-K as I study it more. Any ill effects? I hope not. Bernie ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 07:40:11 +1000 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Jenny Stosser Subject: Re: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" I was under the impression that it was ONLY being released in Australia, and ONLY at Blockbuster and ONLY at some of those! (Talk about weird distribution!) However, please freel fee to check your local Blockbuster stores... as they say on tv here: you'll never never know if you never never go. Jen At 03:42 PM 27/09/99 EDT, you wrote: >Hey since you went to Blockbuster do you think it would be the same case in >the US? Or is Rag and Bone ONLY being released in Europe? > >Alexis ;-.) > > jenerator@ozemail.com.au -*-This message is umop ap!sdn (Jenerator or Some1Else on IRC) -*- JenerEight on AIM -*- ICQ: 11477318 Photos of David (7) and Megan (4) on the Stosser Family HomePage: http://geocities.com/Heartland/Estates/4583 Please sign our guestbook! ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 18:29:37 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Singin Drew Subject: Re: OT: Rag and Bone for European Folcs MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Since I used to work at Blockbuster I can explain why they said they probably wouldn't be getting it in. We ususally get all new releases about 2 weeks in advance of them coming out on shelves. That way we have a chance to preview them ourselves (In case people ask us questions about the movie we can answer them) and to get them prepped (opened, security tagged, and inserts put in the cases) before they have to be put out after close on Monday. If we don't get a movie by a week and a day before it is due out, we usually don't get it. But then there are always those distributing companies that send us movies the day before and the day of the movie's release date. So there is definately hope for Rag and Bone out by you. MAybe a new person looked up the movie and didn't check if the movie was on order for the store. That's always a possibility! Kristin (Who just loves sharing her Blockbuster experience!) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 21:56:05 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Help needed for fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Petra, I know exactly what you mean about the 'Sneakers' scene. I've been racking my brains all day on this one, but I really can't think of any distinctive 'Greenwich' noises you could use. The nearest I could up with is maybe one of those open-topped double-decker tourist buses that trundle around the tourist sights in London. Quite often they have a recorded commentary going which you can just about hear if you're driving beside them. You could have the commentary mention something relevant - maybe '...and on our left, you can just see the masts of the Cutty Sark, whilst coming up on our right soon will be the Old Naval College..." Otherwise, you could perhaps make use of the Blackwall Tunnel. If you're driving out from central London, you might well go through the tunnel to get to Greenwich. It's not the most direct route, so a stranger to London wouldn't take it, but it's faster than the obvious way. If your driver was a real native, they might even (like me ) drive through the Limehouse Link tunnel first - so you'd have: tunnel - short drive (say, 5 mins) - tunnel - longer drive (say, 10 mins) to reach Greenwich. Finally, what about smell instead of sound? You could drive past a particularly fragrant Indian or Chinese restaurant that's well-known for it's...smelly noodles??? Hope that helps, Yvonne ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 22:07:41 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: Comment: OUATIM: Cat to Lara MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > At 8:14 AM -0400 9/27/99, C.C. Malo wrote: > ><> Lara, the day's > >a wipe-out if I haven't been watched at least once. :) > > > Carol, just classic Cat ... you had me LOL. :) > Me too, Carol. LOL!!! Yvonne Arbitrator, Once Upon A Time In Metropolis ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 18:52:21 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Singin Drew Subject: Re: OUATIM:Lara to Dan (URGENT) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ok I just have another question: Isn't Lara supposed to be Lois from the other dimension? If she is... then wouldn't she be the brazen and bold, stubborn, pig-headed adorable woman we have all come to know and love? I know she's not supposed to be just like our Lois from this dimension but, ANY Lois wouldn't be asking for help from everybody or even anybody! What do you think? Kristin ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 17:14:41 -0600 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Debby Subject: The Innocent Bystander's Survival Guide Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" >From John Fri, 27 Aug 1999 18:55:47 -0400 From: John VanSickle Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.movies,rec.arts.sf.tv,rec.arts.sf.written Subject: The Innocent Bystander's Survival Guide Date: Fri, 27 Aug 1999 18:55:47 -0400 Now it's pretty obvious that the Hero's job would be ten times easier if it weren't for the normal human beings who are constantly wandering into the combat scene during struggles with Bad Guys. With reporters getting held hostage, kids who happen to be standing at the point of impact for a plummeting grand piano, parents worrying about psychically overactive children, and so forth, we can see just pages and pages of unnecessary action getting crammed into each and every tale of heroic struggle. Come on, people. Let's just try to stay out of harm's way so that Superguy can finally rub out the scum once and for all, eh? DISCLAIMER: The use of masculine/feminine pronouns and assignment of gender roles is not intended to preclude a reversal of gender roles. It is, however, intended to offend those who think that Plato and Aristotle conspired to oppress women. Nyah. This list is kept at http://users.erols.com/vansickl/innocent.htm 1. Never take on someone that has just beaten the Hero, unless it is to distract him just before the Hero delivers the killing blow. 2. If the Evil Overlord announces to the world that he has reformed and wants only to help people, throw a party, and give away money, don't go. Not even if he's playing Prince's music. Especially if he's playing Prince's music. If he's lying, you'll be a hostage or a statistic. If he's telling the truth, catch the next one. 3. Watching the Evil Overlord's interview on TV will certainly be interesting, but do not be in the studio audience when he/she/it hosts "Saturday Night Live." Tape it, and wait a week or so to see if any other viewers had any seizures or mind-control problems before you watch the tape. 4. If you're riding on public transport and the Magnificent Seven board your train or bus, get out immediately and wait for the next one. Especially if they're in their street clothes. 5. If you are exceptionally attractive, stay away from banks. It's always the buxom redhead who gets taken hostage by the bankrobbers. 6. Do not run back to get your teddy bear or puppy. 7. If you have small children, keep them on one of those kid leashes when in public, so that they won't go running back after their teddy bear or puppy. 8. When a Bad Guy uses you for a human shield, certain delicate areas of his body are in striking range of your heel. Go for it. 9. If an acquaintance of yours seems to disappear everytime the Hero puts in an appearance, rub some of those brain cells together and see what comes up. @@10. If your child has an adult friend who frequently urges your child to clear his/her mind, or tells you that your child has "a rare gift," set your affairs in order. Your days are numbered. 11. If you are a news reporter, find a happy medium between the people's right to know and your right to not get kidnapped/held hostage/etc. 12. Likewise, if you are a policeman, bank guard, or night watchman, and your first shot bounces off of the intruder's chest, try shooting other areas of the intruder's body, like their face, groin, etc. If this also fails, do not waste the rest of your ammo on him/her/it, or risk your neck in hand-to-hand combat; instead, fall back and observe. 13. Do not attempt to duplicate the means by which the Hero gained his/her powers. You will either fail and die a lingering, agonizing death, or succeed, lose control of your powers, wreck half of the city, and make it necessary for the Hero to kill you to neutralize the threat you pose to everyone else. 14. If you associate with the Hero, you run the risk of becoming a True Love or a Sidekick, depending on your availability and mutual gender preferences. The former situation will involve hostage situations on a semi-regular basis, but chances of survival are optimal. The latter position can be quite hazardous to your health; avoid it. 15. If the Hero and the Evil Overlord are engaged in mortal battle, go somewhere else as quickly as possible, before you are squished by a car, the statue of the city's founder, or a collapsing skyscraper. 16. If you notice that your fellow reporter can type 1,024 words per minute, you should be able to tell that something's up. 17. If the Evil Overlord offers you immortality, superpowers, or infinite wealth, and all you have to do is something that seems terribly trivial, don't. It's a trick. You will be used as a pawn in a larger game, and then crushed like a bug. 18. Don't try to impress your significant other by emulating something that a Hero once did. Doing so usually results in said Hero having to come and save your butt. And you look like a complete loser, too. 19. When you hear reports that the Hero has been involved in some illicit activity, remain skeptical; it's probably a frame-up. 20. Never purposely investigate the Hero in order to learn his true identity. Even the appearance of success will get you kidnapped by the Evil Overlord. 21. If a Superhero takes up residence in your city, a nice spacious estate in the country will help you to actualize your potential lifespan. 22. If you are a security guard for a vast, powerful corporation, try to get assigned to the Marketing or Personnel departments, rather than R&D. 23. If there's a shy, quiet kid in your class that everyone picks on, treat him with respect and kindness. When his psychic powers are made manifest, you may actually survive. 24. If you are spending the night in a spooky old house on a dare, do not sneak away to another part of the house for romantic interludes with your Significant Other. Instead, wait until you can get a nice, clean, safe motel room. 25. If you come across a body, do not walk slowly in the direction of a suspicious noise, or stand above the body in a stunned state of shock. Instead, call the police on your cell phone. 26. If your Mom or Dad is an eccentric researcher, insist that you live close to civilization so that you can socialize with your peers and date. That way you'll be able to judge the Hero and the Evil Overlord on their own merits. 27. If your Mom or Dad is an eccentric researcher, insist that they educate you in their specialty, so that you can duplicate their research as the need arises, and excercise some restraint on their schemes should they become mad. 28. If the Hero says "wait here," it really doesn't matter whether you obey him or not. If you stay, you will be captured by the Evil Overlord's henchmen as soon as the Hero is out of earshot. If you tag along, you will be caught by the Evil Overlord's henchmen as you stumble along. 29. Evil Overlord's friendly overtures are never sincere. If he is suddenly friendly to you, answer him with courtesy and skip town at the first opportunity. If he has always been friendly to you, answer him with courtesy and feign utter uselessness in his designs. 30. Learn to control sneezing, coughing, and other bodily noises so that you won't give yourself away when you're trying to hide from tyrannosaurs, henchmen, etc. 31. If you enter a house, fortress, cave, temple, tomb, graveyard, etc., especially one with a malevolent aura or history of macabre events, and an eerie, disembodied voice orders you to depart the premises, go. 32. If the mere presence of your new sweetheart provokes a hostile or fearful reaction in cats or dogs, terminate the relationship immediately. 33. If someone chasing after someone else asks you to catch the latter, feign incomprehension. If you comply, you'll either catch the hero (and thereby play into the villain's hands), or catch the villain (who will waste you or use you as a hostage). 34. If you are a police man, bank guard, or night watchman, and somebody breaches the concrete walls of your facility, it is generally a waste of time trying to ask them about their business. 35. If a new hero shows up who take business away from the old one, keep your distance; he's either a Bad Guy pretending to be good, or their powers are not fully deveolped and will soon go out of control. 36. Do not attempt to observe the Hero's fights in person, but rather, content yourself with watching it on the nightly news. 37. If mysterious strangers appear at the birth or adoption of your child and make epic proclamations about him/her, listen. 38. Don't make friends with the Hero's True Love. You'll buy it when she gets kidnapped. 39. Do not take a shortcut through the woods. 40. Do not make the snack run alone. Bring someone else with you. 41. Do not actively try to become a Sidekick or True Love. If you really have what it takes, you'll wind up with the role no matter what you do. 42. If your corporation conducts research, do not volunteer to work after hours. That's when the experiments go awry. 43. If you run a corporation that conducts research, do not fire one of your researchers without first dismantling every bit of their laboratory equipment. 44. Do not attempt to chase custom-built vehicles, even if you are a policeman. 45. If you are singled out as the Chosen One, politely inquire as to what this entails. If the job description involves "Defeating the Darkness," and involves long years of danger and struggle, you've just been made a Hero, and the person naming you as the Chosen One is your Mentor (or can direct you to your Mentor). If the position of Chosen One involves being pampered by half-naked temple virgins, then it will end with you being sacrificed to the volcano, and the person calling you the Chosen One is the Evil High Priest(ess) who intends to perform the ceremony. 46. Any artifact named as if it were a part of somebody, especially if it really was once a part of somebody, is a Talisman of Purest Evil, and should only be dealt with in a manner pursuant to its destruction. 47. Stay away from all buildings or natural features of the landscape that resemble skulls, fists, fanged mouths, etc. 48. Before going off the beaten path for your vacation, check the police archives, and with the old people who live in the region, taking note of any mysterious deaths or disappearances. 49. No matter how hooked you are on phonics, don't try to pronounce things you find inscribed in ancient artifacts. Know of any more? E-mail me! Regards, John ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 20:37:16 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Guy or Lesley Hilliard Subject: Re: S 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit I too would love to thank all the wonderful writers from both season five and six. They were all wonderful and I will have to go back and re-read the seasons together as soon as I have time. All of you deserve a very big round of applause for the wonderful work that you did. regards Ladyhawke ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 20:42:47 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Ann E. McBride" Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Dear Labrat, For those of us who have already printed out the parts of Caped Fear as they appeared on the old NFIC boards, will we be able to tell where to start printing? or did you do major rewrites on the existing parts? ( I'm trying to save paper and ink.) Thanks, Ann ( who hasn't even had time to go over to the message boards to take a peek. That darn RL keeps intruding. ) ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 21:05:12 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Debby's "My Journal" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ok it has taken me a while to get to this fanfic, but I have finally finished reading, Debby's "My Journal." This was SUPER! The whole idea of reading Clark's journal, made me feel like I was part of the action! I hope you plan to write more LnC fanfics like this one, Debby. Maybe do a series? I just wanted to talk about a couple of my favorite parts in this fanfic so here is a spolier space for those of you who have not read it. And if you haven't read it, RUN DON'T WALK to it! =) S P O I E R S P A C E I have to say Debby, I loved your Beatle references. I think you made one to John Lennon, on May 10th entry and in another entry that i can't remember right now. Being the avid Beatle fan that i am, I really enjoyed Clark's thoughts on that. Also the ending of the story TOTALLY BLEW MY MIND!!! That was nothing like the way i thought the story would end! I like your theory about there being mulitple Clarks. What's their secret? and can i have one? LOL! This way by having mulitple Clark's, our Lois and Clark from tv in 1993, could still have happened. Thanks for a great read! Alexis ;-.) {who still giggles over the fact that her mom thought she was doing homework for her journalism major, when she was really busy reading a gripping fanfic! LOL! ;)} ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 21:16:09 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM:Lara to Dan (URGENT) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/27/99 5:52:42 PM EST, SinginDrew@AOL.COM writes: << Ok I just have another question: Isn't Lara supposed to be Lois from the other dimension? If she is... then wouldn't she be the brazen and bold, stubborn, pig-headed adorable woman we have all come to know and love? I know she's not supposed to be just like our Lois from this dimension but, ANY Lois wouldn't be asking for help from everybody or even anybody! What do you think? >> Well speaking from experience, LoL! This Lara ur Lois is supposed to have temporary amnesia. Professor Wells, (HG Wells) brought her out of the Congo to the *real* Metropolis, so she can relearn to be "Lois," or be the Lois she was meant to be. I gotta figure out where i want to go with that. But anyway, she is obviously NOT like the Lois Lane that we know and love, so that is why people are thinking she is a clone. It just adds to the drama, don't you think? ;) Alexis ;-.) {aka:Lara} ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 21:47:29 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 09/27/1999 6:24:50 PM Eastern Daylight Time, DUNNFOUR@AOL.COM writes: << I've got to get to that new report by my colleague, Dr. Atcliffe. About the sample showing similarities to kryptonite... it really looks more like the hybrid-K as I study it more >> LOL, Is Klein reading a report on time travel, by any chance? Or maybe alternate universes? hybrid K? I know there've been fanfics with this mentioned, but have Clark and Dr Klein really encountered it to our knowledge? ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 18:52:13 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nancy Smith Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hybrid kryptonite appeared in the Lois and Clark episode "Dead Lois Walking" in the 4th season. Nan Smith No Name Available wrote: > In a message dated 09/27/1999 6:24:50 PM Eastern Daylight Time, > DUNNFOUR@AOL.COM writes: > > << I've got to get > to that new report by my colleague, Dr. Atcliffe. > > About the sample showing similarities to kryptonite... it really looks more > like the hybrid-K as I study it more >> > > LOL, Is Klein reading a report on time travel, by any chance? Or maybe > alternate universes? > > hybrid K? I know there've been fanfics with this mentioned, but have Clark > and Dr Klein really encountered it to our knowledge? ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 21:56:05 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Eugene Ellison Subject: Unsubscribe MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Everyone! I'm not gone, just switching to another e-mail address. (One that doesn't use my dad's name. :-) UNSUBSCRIBE LOISCLA ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 19:07:12 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Cynthia Haste Subject: OUATIM MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit If you guys keep up at this level, we're going to have to add Emmy's to the Kerths. Or what would the award for the Outstanding Actress (Actor) in an E-mail be called? Cindy -- He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. - Nietzsche The Rules of Chocolate: Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, orange slices & strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 22:13:52 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: S 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Ditto from me. **Everything** I have read from S5 and S6 have been excellent! I haven't had time to go through all of them, yet, but I will, and I'm planning on sending praise to the authors of them as soon as I do :-) Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Guy or Lesley Hilliard To: Sent: Monday, September 27, 1999 5:37 PM Subject: Re: S 6 > I too would love to thank all the wonderful writers from both season five > and six. They were all wonderful and I will have to go back and re-read the > seasons together as soon as I have time. > > All of you deserve a very big round of applause for the wonderful work that > you did. > > regards > > Ladyhawke > ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 23:10:15 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: Debby's "My Journal" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Um, where do I find it? Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: No Name Available To: Sent: Monday, September 27, 1999 6:05 PM Subject: Debby's "My Journal" > Ok it has taken me a while to get to this fanfic, but I have finally finished > reading, Debby's "My Journal." This was SUPER! The whole idea of reading > Clark's journal, made me feel like I was part of the action! I hope you > plan to write more LnC fanfics like this one, Debby. Maybe do a series? > > I just wanted to talk about a couple of my favorite parts in this fanfic so > here is a spolier space for those of you who have not read it. And if you > haven't read it, RUN DON'T WALK to it! =) > > S > P > O > I > E > R > > S > P > A > C > E > > I have to say Debby, I loved your Beatle references. I think you made one to > John Lennon, on May 10th entry and in another entry that i can't remember > right now. Being the avid Beatle fan that i am, I really enjoyed Clark's > thoughts on that. > > Also the ending of the story TOTALLY BLEW MY MIND!!! That was nothing like > the way i thought the story would end! I like your theory about there being > mulitple Clarks. What's their secret? and can i have one? LOL! This way by > having mulitple Clark's, our Lois and Clark from tv in 1993, could still have > happened. > > Thanks for a great read! > > Alexis ;-.) > {who still giggles over the fact that her mom thought she was doing homework > for her journalism major, when she was really busy reading a gripping fanfic! > LOL! ;)} > ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 23:23:59 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Cynthia Haste Subject: Re: Debby's "My Journal" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit StarKitty wrote: > Um, where do I find it? > > Tara ftp://ftp.swcp.com/pub/users/dstark/Stories/ Reward yourself for writing a section of Maggie 2 with one of Debby's stories. If you don't finish the section, you don't get to read. I'll know if you cheat. Cindy (who cheats all the time) > > ----------------------- > "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: > The Voyage Home > > "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" > "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" > --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" > > ----- Original Message ----- > From: No Name Available > To: > Sent: Monday, September 27, 1999 6:05 PM > Subject: Debby's "My Journal" > > > Ok it has taken me a while to get to this fanfic, but I have finally > finished > > reading, Debby's "My Journal." This was SUPER! The whole idea of reading > > Clark's journal, made me feel like I was part of the action! I hope > you > > plan to write more LnC fanfics like this one, Debby. Maybe do a series? > > > > I just wanted to talk about a couple of my favorite parts in this fanfic > so > > here is a spolier space for those of you who have not read it. And if you > > haven't read it, RUN DON'T WALK to it! =) > > > > S > > P > > O > > I > > E > > R > > > > S > > P > > A > > C > > E > > > > I have to say Debby, I loved your Beatle references. I think you made one > to > > John Lennon, on May 10th entry and in another entry that i can't remember > > right now. Being the avid Beatle fan that i am, I really enjoyed Clark's > > thoughts on that. > > > > Also the ending of the story TOTALLY BLEW MY MIND!!! That was nothing > like > > the way i thought the story would end! I like your theory about there > being > > mulitple Clarks. What's their secret? and can i have one? LOL! This way > by > > having mulitple Clark's, our Lois and Clark from tv in 1993, could still > have > > happened. > > > > Thanks for a great read! > > > > Alexis ;-.) > > {who still giggles over the fact that her mom thought she was doing > homework > > for her journalism major, when she was really busy reading a gripping > fanfic! > > LOL! ;)} > > -- He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. - Nietzsche The Rules of Chocolate: Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, orange slices & strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want. ========================================================================= Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 23:37:52 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: Debby's "My Journal" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Well, I wrote a big section of the plot to Maggie 2 yesterday. Does that count?? :-) Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Cynthia Haste To: Sent: Monday, September 27, 1999 11:23 PM Subject: Re: Debby's "My Journal" > StarKitty wrote: > > > Um, where do I find it? > > > > Tara > > ftp://ftp.swcp.com/pub/users/dstark/Stories/ > > Reward yourself for writing a section of Maggie 2 with one of Debby's stories. > If you don't finish the section, you don't get to read. I'll know if you cheat. > > Cindy (who cheats all the time) > > > > > ----------------------- > > "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: > > The Voyage Home > > > > "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" > > "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" > > --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" > > > > ----- Original Message ----- > > From: No Name Available > > To: > > Sent: Monday, September 27, 1999 6:05 PM > > Subject: Debby's "My Journal" > > > > > Ok it has taken me a while to get to this fanfic, but I have finally > > finished > > > reading, Debby's "My Journal." This was SUPER! The whole idea of reading > > > Clark's journal, made me feel like I was part of the action! I hope > > you > > > plan to write more LnC fanfics like this one, Debby. Maybe do a series? > > > > > > I just wanted to talk about a couple of my favorite parts in this fanfic > > so > > > here is a spolier space for those of you who have not read it. And if you > > > haven't read it, RUN DON'T WALK to it! =) > > > > > > S > > > P > > > O > > > I > > > E > > > R > > > > > > S > > > P > > > A > > > C > > > E > > > > > > I have to say Debby, I loved your Beatle references. I think you made one > > to > > > John Lennon, on May 10th entry and in another entry that i can't remember > > > right now. Being the avid Beatle fan that i am, I really enjoyed Clark's > > > thoughts on that. > > > > > > Also the ending of the story TOTALLY BLEW MY MIND!!! That was nothing > > like > > > the way i thought the story would end! I like your theory about there > > being > > > mulitple Clarks. What's their secret? and can i have one? LOL! This way > > by > > > having mulitple Clark's, our Lois and Clark from tv in 1993, could still > > have > > > happened. > > > > > > Thanks for a great read! > > > > > > Alexis ;-.) > > > {who still giggles over the fact that her mom thought she was doing > > homework > > > for her journalism major, when she was really busy reading a gripping > > fanfic! > > > LOL! ;)} > > > > > -- > He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. - > Nietzsche > > The Rules of Chocolate: Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, orange slices & > strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want. > ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 09:43:01 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey Ann! Um.... Well, because it took me so long to get the conclusion to Caped Fear out, I took the opportunity to tweak those parts that had already been posted along the way. The additions range from simple little bits of banter that amused me at the time to major plot details which are a little vital to stop people mailing me with "But how come....?" messages. So, as your writer, I would strongly advise deleting what you already have and starting from scratch to enjoy the story fully. Sorry! LabRat (ducking and running for cover....) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. >Dear Labrat, > >For those of us who have already printed out the parts of Caped Fear as they >appeared on the old NFIC boards, will we be able to tell where to start >printing? or did you do major rewrites on the existing parts? ( I'm trying >to save paper and ink.) > >Thanks, > >Ann ( who hasn't even had time to go over to the message boards to take a >peek. That darn RL keeps intruding. ) > ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 05:57:34 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Lucy MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi Lucy, It's so great to hear from you. I was in need of a little cheering up bu= t Clark got home last night and things are definitely on the 'up an up' so = to speak. Mother is being her usual self but she came to dinner last week and thing= s went surprisingly well. Superman brought Clark back for a short time, seem's the Man of Steel had an appointment to keep. Do you think it coul= d have been a date? Clark and I are the closest friends he has, at least I= think we are, but he never talks to us about his private life, assuming o= f course that he has one. Thank you for your praise of Clark's stories. He did a great job. No-on= e can write the human interest pieces better than Clark, not even me, but I= 'm not about to tell him that. But yes, I do think that he brought the horr= or and pathos of it into all our lives. Perhaps, the rest of the world wil= l sit up and take a little more notice, but I don't hold my breath. People= are genuinely horrified and then life goes on and they forget until the next disaster. I know Clark will say that the old cynicism is showing bu= t no-one sees the world through his eyes. Lucy, Clark and I would appreciate any information you could turn up on Harry Dow. She's one of our suspects in the bombing investigation. We think that her Fireworks factory could be a cover for something less legitimate. Speak to you soon, Take care, Lois ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 05:58:08 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: John Debbage <106532.433@COMPUSERVE.COM> Subject: OUATIM: Lois to Clark MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Hi Honey, Good! I'll be glad to get to the bottom of Lara Well's origins. And I hope that she takes the Star's job offer and disappears from our lives. I'm so pleased you're cooking. I really missed eating 'real' food instea= d of take away or microwave. Course that wasn't the only thing I missed bu= t we can 'discuss' that later tonight. About the celebrations, I thought that I'd leave that part until you got= home. I think I need some morale support to face that little 'stick'. Hurry home, Love ya, Lois ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 07:04:00 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Peace Subject: OT: Kingston-Hope wedding photos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi all :) Anne did a great job getting photos of Karl's and my wedding, but I did also have an "official" photographer, who took a few more pictures, including a couple of Anne herself catching the bouquet (which I notice she didn't mention before ). If you would care to see, they are at: http://www.servtech.com/~kkingsto/wedding/ There are really a lot of pictures, so I broke it up into five "Chapters", but even so it takes a while for each chapter to load. Be patient, please, these photos are worth the wait. Thanks again to Anne for getting her photos up so quickly, because it took me forever to get these scanned!! Peace ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 07:24:52 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: OUATIM:Lara to Dan (URGENT) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Singin Drew wrote: > > Ok I just have another question: Isn't Lara supposed to be Lois from the > other dimension? If she is... then wouldn't she be the brazen and bold, > stubborn, pig-headed adorable woman we have all come to know and love? I know > she's not supposed to be just like our Lois from this dimension but, ANY Lois > wouldn't be asking for help from everybody or even anybody! What do you think? > > Kristin Hmmm. If Lara really turns out to be another Lois, I'll eat my Hillary Clinton headband. Sandy (I can just hear it now.... How would you like that served? With or without mousse.) smcdermin@erols.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 08:16:35 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Sandy McDermin Subject: Re: Fanfics in progress MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Joy Sowell wrote: > > Sandy wrote: > ... now that the S6 stories are over, this list is in desperate need of > fanfic of all sorts, at all stages to stimulate all kinds of conversation. > I'm beginning to mourn a little here. > > Is this the general consensus? I have a few in progress, but I'm hesitant > to post them until they are complete. To post, or not to post, that is the > question. Okay, that's a bit trite, but I haven't had my third cup of > coffee yet, and I'm a bit punchy. Well, Joy, there's no rule against posting fic in progress to the list that I'm aware of, so it's really up to you. ************* On this general topic, I decided to satisfy my curiosity and do a little research. I discovered that from the time of the first post on the new message boards (7/21) to yesterday (8/27), there have been 43 stories, including vignettes and partial stories submitted to the message board. During the same period, I was quite surprised to find -- drum roll please -- that there were 42 stories submitted to the list! This included many longer stories than those on the boards. However, there were also vignettes and serials. (In fact, Irene's "Starfire and Sunstorm" stories were counted as 5 of the 42 above.) Ten stories (or 25%) started out on the boards and ended up on the list. The major difference, therefore, *appeared* to be in the size of the stories. One would assume that longer stories -- especially if near completion -- entail a great deal of pre-posting work which would make a writer far less willing to accept detailed, constructive criticism. Therefore, just based on that assumption, one would expect the atmosphere on the boards to be more free-wheeling, while that on the list, more formal and rigid. But, that does beg the question -- how did it get that way? Well, in my opinion, the authors created the atmosphere on the boards by starting out posting vignettes and "challenges" while inviting comments. These vignettes quickly became stories in progress which -- happily -- still invited constructive comment from the reader. In contrast, most submissions to the list are posted at a very late stage, if not at completion, without much desire for comment that may suggest -- but not require, I might add -- changes. In other words, the critiquers, or commentators, or whatever you want to call them which are on the boards did not create the more relaxed writer/reader relationship, the writers did by virtue of what they posted, how they posted, and *how* they greeted feedback -- that is feedback beyond "Great story! Write more." Granted, this was not universal. There were writers: Carol, Irene, Tara (I think), and probably a couple of others I'm missing who submitted their work to the list in the same spirit as on the boards. So, there wasn't anything about the *structure* of the boards which created this openness. In fact, this finding, i.e., informality on the boards as opposed to the list was counterintuitive. The boards are an open posting place to which anybody -- including non-folcs -- can surf and post, while the list gives the impression of privacy and immedicacy by the very fact that one must subscribe to post and each post is received in one's mailbox. What compounds the situation is that many members of the group which posts stories and comments on the boards also belong to the fanfic list. So, this helps to further answer the question as to why there *may appear*[1] to be less commentary on the list than on the boards. The reason is, active posters on the board spend more time giving feedback there (mostly encouraged by the writers themselves) as opposed to the list (where there are written rules followed by -- if not necessarily created by -- some of the same writers). Obviously, people have lives and they can't give the same amount of energy everywhere. Secondly, considering the numbers I gave in my first paragraph, most readers on the board have seen -- and some have commented on -- at least one quarter of the stories *before* they reach the list. It doesn't take a genius to see how that would affect feedback on the list. It would, I suspect, give active posters "feedback fatigue." I think I've gotten seriously carried away here. Sandy (just warming up for her thesis: "How Do I Get This Bug Out of My ***?") smcdermin@erols.com [1] I say "may appear" because I haven't actually established that there *is* less commentary. After all, there were, as I established, surprisingly equal amounts of fanfic being posted. Perhaps there's equal amounts of feedback as well but the nature of it is different, i.e., more "Great story! Post more," rather than "I think your story opens well, but I got lost here.... Can you explain this better...? Etc." I leave this for further research. ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 05:40:29 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Irene D." Subject: Re: OT: Kingston-Hope wedding photos MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Great pictures, Peace! Everyone looks like they had a good time, especially you and your hubby! Congratulations once again, Irene --- Peace wrote: > Hi all :) > > Anne did a great job getting photos of Karl's and my > wedding, but I did also > have an "official" photographer, who took a few more > pictures, including a > couple of Anne herself catching the bouquet (which I > notice she didn't > mention before ). > > If you would care to see, they are at: > http://www.servtech.com/~kkingsto/wedding/ > There are really a lot of pictures, so I broke it up > into five "Chapters", > but even so it takes a while for each chapter to > load. Be patient, please, > these photos are worth the wait. > > Thanks again to Anne for getting her photos up so > quickly, because it took > me forever to get these scanned!! > > Peace > __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Bid and sell for free at http://auctions.yahoo.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 13:44:56 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OT: Ignore - just testing I'm just testing my new web mail account. If this works then I can interact with the list from work as well as at home. ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 09:40:30 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: Lucy to Lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hi Lois << It's so great to hear from you. I was in need of a little cheering up but Clark got home last night and things are definitely on the 'up an up' so to speak. >> LOL, I can imagine :-) Glad to hear it. <> Hmm, I don't know. I've never really thought about Superman having a private life. I'll try to see what I can find about Harry Dow by later this week. I'm having lunch with Chen Deng, and acquaintance of both of our, and I'll see what she has to say about Harry. So, what else is new in your life? I'm glad to hear that Clark is home safely. Tell him I said Hi. Remember, if you need anyhting, just call me or email me. Your sister, Lucy ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 09:41:19 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Alicia Utowski Subject: Re: lucy to lois MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit oops, i forgot to put OUATIM at the beginning of my post. Sorry. alicia ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 15:14:25 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OUATIM: Perry to Clark Clark, > Just got back late last night; Superman dropped me off then headed > straight back to Indonesia to finish off the negotiations on the UN > involvement. He thinks he'll be back some time today. > That guy sure works hard for us all. > The last of my earthquake stories is attached. I know you're the > boss, but I really would appreciate it if you wouldn't change > anything in this one. It's all very well for you to say that I come > across as too personally involved, but you weren't there. And if I > really tried to write an emotionally hard-hitting story, it would be > a lot closer to the bone than that last one. You know, I think the > problem these days is that people have forgotten how to care! > Now, son. I know how you feel - hell's teeth, I've seen it for myself. I've seen the mangled bodies, the scavengers and the looters who prey on other people's misfortune, the children orphaned by a disaster which should never have happened. I may not have been at this tragedy, but I've covered plenty like it, and before you accuse me of cynicism - if you've seen one, you've seen them all - I think you know me better than that. I appreciate a reporter who really cares for the people he's writing about, but you must always remember that the story is about those people, and not about your reactions to their plight. So the only editing I've done is where you've dwelt too much on how the situation made you feel, and I hope you understand why. Otherwise, good work. re Lara - If she's wooed by Ron Underhill's promises, then frankly I'm not that concerned. The Star can try to gloat about Planet staff leaving the sinking ship, but one swallow does not a summer make. re Circulation - I'm glad my up-beat memo to all the staff worked, Clark, but Lois will tell you I'm not that confident about circulation. We dropped another point yesterday. I'm hoping your earthquake stories will help to push it back up again. Perry ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 17:48:14 +0200 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Petra S." Subject: Re: Help needed for fanfic MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Yvonne wrote: > The nearest I could up with is maybe one of those open-topped double-decker > tourist buses that trundle around the tourist sights in London. You could have > the commentary mention something relevant - maybe '...and on our left, you can > just see the masts of the > Cutty Sark, whilst coming up on our right soon will be the Old Naval > College..." Yeah, that's a good idea! Might work just fine. And as Nicky yesterday confirmed - *in public* ;) - that she's not going to kill this scene, we now only have to think of what to write before. It's just a matter of another 20 or 30 pages . Nicky wrote: > You'd have a story with Clark... okay and Clark... and maybe a little bit > more... Clark? A-Plot? What's that? Good thing the two of us have Tina as co-writer. You know me, my story would have a little of Lois and some Lois ... and of course Lois. Okay, maybe a lot of A-Plot, too, but far too complicated and very little Clark ;) Yvonne and Dom, thanks again for your help! :-) bye Petra aka KiwiPit on IRC (for the German L&C fanfic team) "Never before in her life Lois had met someone quite like him. She trusted him unconditionally and was willing to lay her life in his hands. 'If he'd ask me now to marry him I'd say yes!' " Lois Lane in "Heartache tonight" - soon to come to a fanfic archive near you mailto: ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 11:54:49 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit << I've got to get to that new report by my colleague, Dr. Atcliffe.>> Wow, Phil! You are a doctor now. __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 12:12:00 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: OUATIM: Ron Underhill to Perry Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Perry, Helping with the printing facilities was the least I could do, really. <<>> LOL, I'd almost forgotten about that. You know as well as I do that that was for my senior seminar project, and not meant to be taken seriously, unlike a certain guy from Tennesse who ran a bar out of our room freshman year. I still can't look at Jello the same way. <> Yes, we should talk. About a month ago I found out something. If you had only told me back then, oh well. We *do* need to talk. See ya at 8. Ron __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 17:21:05 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Wendy Richards Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark In-Reply-To: <385880346.938534089554.JavaMail.root@web03_mc.mail.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII > << I've got to get to that new report by my colleague, Dr. Atcliffe.>> > > Wow, Phil! You are a doctor now. Actually, Joy, Phil is a doctor (he holds a PhD - we're the *real* doctors!). Wendy ---------------------- Dr Wendy Richards w.m.richards@hrm.keele.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 17:27:51 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark In-Reply-To: <385880346.938534089554.JavaMail.root@web03_mc.mail.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII On Tue, 28 Sep 1999 11:54:49 -0400 Joy Sowell wrote: > << I've got to get to that new report by my colleague, Dr. Atcliffe.>> > Wow, Phil! You are a doctor now. Have been for years -- about two-and-a-half, to be precise. That's PhD, not M.D. -- I'm an aerodynamicist/aero engineer, and my doctorate was in hypersonic flow (Superman speed, you might say ). So _this_ "title" is _real!_ Phil ------------------------------------------ (Dr) P.A. Atcliffe Faculty of Engineering University of the West of England, Bristol Phone: +44 (0)117 965 6261 x2496 Fax: +44 (0)117 976 3873 Email: Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 12:56:02 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: OUATIM Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ------Original Message------ From: Cynthia Haste Or what would the award for the Outstanding Actress (Actor) in an E-mail be called? The addys? (As in e- mail addys and the Maddies, you know, as in Madison Avenue; the awards given for outstanding commercials and ad campaigns.) __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! Sign up at http://www.mail.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 17:59:56 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Phillip Atcliffe Subject: Not OUATIM: Dr Atcliffe to Dr Klein In-Reply-To: <27951d4c.25214728@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII Hi, Bernie! Owyergoinmateorright? I know, I know -- ethnic humour... Actually, one of my uncles really talks like that. Just touching base (while I can) at the start of a new academic year. You remember what it's like -- well, it's even worse from the other side of the Great Lecturer-Student Divide, I can tell you, so I'm writing before I'm totally deluged. How's Carolyn? ISTR you said she'd be visiting about this time. I really reckon you ought to get STAR Labs to make her a permanent offer. I mean, she's a terrific researcher, and you two make a great team (or you do when you can concentrate on work rather than each other ), so convince them to head-hunt her. You can't tell me you wouldn't enjoy having her around.... Speaking of intelligent and gorgeous, Jocelyn says hi; she's about to start on her Master's thesis, so I'll be doing tons of editing for her (I love her dearly, madly, passionately, but she _cannot_ get it through her head that a WP is not just a fancy typewriter. Oh well, I didn't marry her for her secretarial skills). I've just been looking over that paper of yours on the "transporter" or whatever you called it. You mean that crazy toy-maker actually got it to work? Oh, man, I wish I'd seen that -- or, better yet, the guts of the thing. Apart from the applications of it as it stands, I have this mad idea that if we rotated the vector matrix, or stuck in another dimension a la Bob Forward (and no, I don't know what the extra dimension would be, but we might not need it if we collapse the matrix to 4-D), the same theory ought to give us a... wait for it... time machine! And no, I haven't been watching Dr Who again; the srizonified Beeb would prefer to deny the show's existence, you know that! I'll send you the maths after I've got 'em scanned in. Anyway, gotta go. Give that cute rat of yours a pat, and keep an eye on her. I know you think I watch too many episodes of Pinky and the Brain, but I swear I saw her with a pen one night!. And I'm not even going to mention the typing noises that I heard from your lab that evening six months ago.... It was far too reminiscent of Archy and Mehitabel. Give my regards to Lois and Clark when you see them next, and tell them that there's always a beer (at least) waiting for them in Patchway should they care to grace this part of the world with their presence. The latest variety I've tried is Mexican -- goes interestingly with Lachlan's Taco-Chili mix (of course, the roof of my mouth is discussing seceding from the rest of me after the last batch!). See you, Phil ---------------------------------------- (Dr) P.A. Atcliffe Faculty of Engineering University of the West of England Phone: +44 (0)117 965 6261 x2496 Fax: +44 (0)117 976 3873 Email: Phillip.Atcliffe@uwe.ac.uk ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Note to OUATIM team: hey, if you're going to take my name in vain, you have to expect the occasional response . Phil] ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 13:06:01 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Joy Sowell Subject: Re: Drs. Phil and Wendy (was OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark) Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit <<<...(he holds a PhD - we're the *real* doctors!).>>> Cool, you learn something new everyday. BTW, I know that Ph.D's are the *real* doctors. JOY:) (Who plans to get *her* Ph.D in Economics in a few years.) __________________________________________________ FREE Email for ALL! 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------=_NextPart_000_0085_01BF09AE.C2C345C0-- ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 19:46:42 GMT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yael Kfir Subject: OUATIM: Dan to Lara Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed Lara, Sorry it took me a while - never trust web-based e-mail! (#$%& Notmail!) >I don't know what to do? I think someone broke into my apartment last >night! >I woke up and found some of my things messed up on the bathroom counter. I >usually like to keep things organized so I don't spend hours in the >bathroom! Well, don't get it the wrong way, but it could be anything. If you say they didn't take anything - then why breaking into your apartment? However, one can never be too safe. Please lock your windows before you go to sleep, and I'll drop by later to check on you (of course, if you don't have any other plans). >Also Clark is back in town and i promised Lois I would talk to both of >them. >Would you please accompany me when that meeting takes place? I feel sorta >weird going there by myself. I think it will be even weirder if we go together... but I need to meet them too, so I guess we could just combine all these meetings and save ourselves time. And for your happy note: I hope you like surprises... Maybe I should have asked you before, but anyway don't make any other plans for Thursday night. I'll pick you up at 22:30. Bring your coat. :c) Dan. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 16:38:15 -0400 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Pam Jernigan Organization: http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam/ Subject: NKerth Awards Ceremony MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Hey, boys and girls ... wanna be part of FOLC history? If you volunteer now, you can be a presenter at the upcoming NKerth Awards :) All you need is a little familiarity with IRC, and a few spare hours on October 16th. You were planning to attend, anyway, weren't you? So why not be a part of the fun, and present an award? :) Dawn will assign you a category in advance, so you can compose your comments ahead of time ... really, all you need to do is very briefly describe the category, then list the nominees (for this, we recommend that you copy & paste the text from a file into the channel). And then the envelope girls will send you the winner's name, privately, and you get to announce it! How cool is that? If you've ever read an nfic that you enjoyed (and I know lots of us have ) then you really should help us celebrate all our talented & generous authors. Just send a note to Dawn (email:rfield@roanoke.infi.net) and she'll set you up! -- ------------------------------------------------------- Pam Jernigan | jernigan@bellsouth.net ChiefPam on IRC | ------------------------------------------------------- Lucy: "You could get any guy you wanted, but ... do you have to be so smart all the time? So ... intense?" Lois: "Look, I'm just being myself. If they're not man enough to handle me, then ... I'll wait for someone who is," --Lucy & Lois Lane discuss men, "Lois & Clark" pilot ------------------------------------------------------- http://www.geocities.com/~chiefpam ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 14:39:44 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: Fanfics in progress MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit > There were writers: Carol, Irene,> Tara (I think), and probably a couple of others I'm missing who > submitted their work to the list in the same spirit as on the boards. I know I did. I'm kinda new to writing (relatively speaking, anyway) and my stuff needs a lot of work, so I was trying to get all the feedback I could. I'll probably be doing the same with Maggie 2 when I get the chance to work on it. I've been doing this 10 hour split shift thing at work, and haven't had much time to do more than check my e-mail and sleep. he he he he he he! I'm a little loopy right now, so I'd better finish and send this Tara (who considers caffeine to be one of our greatest products right now!) ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Sandy McDermin To: Sent: Tuesday, September 28, 1999 5:16 AM Subject: Re: Fanfics in progress > Joy Sowell wrote: > > > > Sandy wrote: > > ... now that the S6 stories are over, this list is in desperate need of > > fanfic of all sorts, at all stages to stimulate all kinds of conversation. > > I'm beginning to mourn a little here. > > > > Is this the general consensus? I have a few in progress, but I'm hesitant > > to post them until they are complete. To post, or not to post, that is the > > question. Okay, that's a bit trite, but I haven't had my third cup of > > coffee yet, and I'm a bit punchy. > > Well, Joy, there's no rule against posting fic in progress to the list > that I'm aware of, so it's really up to you. > > > ************* > > On this general topic, I decided to satisfy my curiosity and do a little > research. I discovered that from the time of the first post on the new > message boards (7/21) to yesterday (8/27), there have been 43 stories, > including vignettes and partial stories submitted to the message board. > > During the same period, I was quite surprised to find -- drum roll > please -- that there were 42 stories submitted to the list! This > included many longer stories than those on the boards. However, there > were also vignettes and serials. (In fact, Irene's "Starfire and > Sunstorm" stories were counted as 5 of the 42 above.) > > Ten stories (or 25%) started out on the boards and ended up on the list. > > The major difference, therefore, *appeared* to be in the size of the > stories. One would assume that longer stories -- especially if near > completion -- entail a great deal of pre-posting work which would make a > writer far less willing to accept detailed, constructive criticism. > Therefore, just based on that assumption, one would expect the > atmosphere on the boards to be more free-wheeling, while that on the > list, more formal and rigid. But, that does beg the question -- how did > it get that way? Well, in my opinion, the authors created the > atmosphere on the boards by starting out posting vignettes and > "challenges" while inviting comments. These vignettes quickly became > stories in progress which -- happily -- still invited constructive > comment from the reader. In contrast, most submissions to the list are > posted at a very late stage, if not at completion, without much desire > for comment that may suggest -- but not require, I might add -- changes. > In other words, the critiquers, or commentators, or whatever you want to > call them which are on the boards did not create the more relaxed > writer/reader relationship, the writers did by virtue of what they > posted, how they posted, and *how* they greeted feedback -- that is > feedback beyond "Great story! Write more." > > So, there wasn't anything about the *structure* of the boards which > created this openness. In fact, this finding, i.e., informality on the > boards as opposed to the list was counterintuitive. The boards are an > open posting place to which anybody -- including non-folcs -- can surf > and post, while the list gives the impression of privacy and immedicacy > by the very fact that one must subscribe to post and each post is > received in one's mailbox. > > What compounds the situation is that many members of the group which > posts stories and comments on the boards also belong to the fanfic > list. So, this helps to further answer the question as to why there > *may appear*[1] to be less commentary on the list than on the boards. > The reason is, active posters on the board spend more time giving > feedback there (mostly encouraged by the writers themselves) as opposed > to the list (where there are written rules followed by -- if not > necessarily created by -- some of the same writers). Obviously, people > have lives and they can't give the same amount of energy everywhere. > Secondly, considering the numbers I gave in my first paragraph, most > readers on the board have seen -- and some have commented on -- at least > one quarter of the stories *before* they reach the list. It doesn't take > a genius to see how that would affect feedback on the list. It would, I > suspect, give active posters "feedback fatigue." > > I think I've gotten seriously carried away here. > > Sandy > (just warming up for her thesis: "How Do I Get This Bug Out of My > ***?") smcdermin@erols.com > > [1] I say "may appear" because I haven't actually established that there > *is* less commentary. After all, there were, as I established, > surprisingly equal amounts of fanfic being posted. Perhaps there's equal > amounts of feedback as well but the nature of it is different, i.e., > more "Great story! Post more," rather than "I think your story opens > well, but I got lost here.... Can you explain this better...? Etc." I > leave this for further research. > ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 22:17:29 +0100 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: LabRat Subject: Re: Where's the sequel? MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Phil wrote: >It's in the works; that's all I can say about it, and that's all I'm >going to say about it (except for what's below ). Some people who >have written to me privately may recognise what I'm about to write, for >which I do not apologise. Yes. it's a stock answer, but it says what >needs to be said (and it saves me typing ). > >The important point is that CP2 has been drastically delayed, as have >all my other fanfic ideas, by S6, but now that _that's_ done... I'm >just about written out for a while. Besides, I have some work writing >to do. > LOL - switch CP2 for CF and cut out the work writing (being retired it's not something I have to worry about these days ;) and I know this one word for word from my own mailbox. >To whet your appetite , Lois found the tape in the Mysterious Video >Store(tm) this time, and our favourite couple are currently trying to >work out how the film-makers knew that Jor-El was so important on >Krypton -- if they did. Of course, there's other stuff written for >later on, like Lois musing on her film counterpart's behaviour towards >Superman once she's found him out, and it'll all come together in time >-- just not for a few months at least. Ooooooh. Sounds interesting... > LabRat :) (still in a state of shock after discovering there's a CP3. Not to mention a CP4, 5, 6....) Doc. Klein's LabRat labrat@ukf.net "They couldn't hit an elephant from this dist...." The final words of General John Sedgwick, spoken while looking over the parapet at enemy lines during the Battle of Spotsylvania in 1864. "You will never amount to very much." - Munich Schoolmaster to Albert Einstein, aged 10. ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 17:12:23 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: James Tull Subject: NEW FD: Seven Days of Superman Enough changes were made to the Teaser that I am re-releasing it. Enjoy. FIRST DRAFT! All comments and suggestions are welcome. Please let me know publicly of any blatant plot holes. Please let me know privately of any grammatical/spelling blunders. Title :7 Days of Superman Author: Mr. D8a Rating: PG-13 Genre: Crossover Summary: I don't know what to say that won't give it all away. Superman fails to stop the nuking of Washington DC and gets some help from Frank B. Parker >from Operation Backstep. Personal Note: This story, in no way, links in with Mr. D8a's and Elisabeth's Lois and Clark universe. This is purely the creation of Mr. D8a's mind...so beware! (okay there is some dialog help from Elisabeth) Copyright Stuff: Lois and Clark and the rest of the show's entourage are the property of DC, Warner, ABC, and Joanne Siegel and Laura Siegel Larson. Seven Days is the property of UPN. BACKGROUND INFORMATION. SEVEN DAYS (Details supplied by http://www.geocities.com/CapeCanaveral/Launchpad/9329/SevenDays/) FRANK B. PARKER: Frank is a former military operative who is chosen by the CIA to work with the Backstep Project. Among his qualifications are a nearly perfect photographic memory, and a high tolerance for pain. His other pursuits include Olga, the only female scientist on the Backstep Project. By the way did I mention that they recruited him from a psyche ward? Dr. OLGA VUKAVITCH: Olga defected to the USA to work on the Backstep Project. She was a member of a similar team in Russia which experienced a tragedy and caused it to be almost completely shut down. Since the arrival of Frank Parker, she has allowed herself to feel love again. Just whether or not she will ever allow Frank completely into her life is uncertain. CAPTAIN CRAIG DONOVAN: Chief military advisor and close friend to Frank Parker, he eagerly awaits for a chance to Backstep. His life was saved by Frank, although the detail is not known, and is fiercely loyal to him. Often he will support Frank's actions against the protests of Nate Ramsey. NATHAN (NATE) RAMSEY: Here is a person you really love to hate. He will fly off the handle at any little thing that does not agree with his beliefs. Sometimes this can end in tragedy, other times it can actually put him and Parker on the same side. Dr. ISAAC MENTOR: Chief scientist on the Backstep Project. He is 84 years old and is on his second marriage (to Claire) that has lasted 54 years. He was married once for only three years before he met Claire. Isaac often plays father to Parker, giving him advice and trying to give Parker the reassurance he needs. BRADLEY TALMADGE: He is the Special Project Liaison to the Pentagon for the Backstep Project. He is in charge of the Project and has the ultimate control on what happens. Dr. JOHN BALLARD: Resident genius, he is responsible for some of the fine tuning that goes on in the sphere. Of course sometimes the adjustments he makes can have negative consequences. Like the time he split Frank into two mirror images, but with greatly different personalities. He is confined to a wheelchair, but can dance circles around anyone on the Backstep Project if needed. Ballard has an assistant named Sheila whom he got special permission to bring to the Backstep Project facility. What her job is no one knows, but she is responsible for keeping Ballard's lollypops close at hand. ======== +++++++++++++++++++++++ Wednesday, October 6, 1999 12:40pm EST Metropolis Daily Planet +++++++++++++++++++++++ "Are you sure you want to do this? It's not to late to back out." "Are you kidding! Little Alex loves his Uncle Jimmee and Aunt Lucee." Jimmy Olsen exaggerated the 'EE' sounds just like the toddler in question. "Ha ha. Okay. Our reservations are for 6:30, so be there by 5:30 so that Lois will have enough time to give you the litany of things to do, phone numbers to call..." Jimmy's eyes started to motion over Clark's shoulder before he said in a positively cheesy grin on his face, "Hi Lois!" "... and don't bother eating beforehand. We'll have something for you when you get there." "Who's doing the cooking?" This was said with a mock look of horror on Jimmy's face. "I heard that Olsen! Just for that *I'll* do the cooking! What do think Clark, Spam souffle with spinach leaves stuffed with pureed black olives, smothered in a Alfredo cream sauce or just plain SOS." The look on both their faces was reward enough. Lois turned on her heel laughing all the way back to her desk. "I'll throw in a pizza about ten minutes before you get there." +++++++++++++++++++++++ Wednesday, October 6, 1999 8:01pm EST Metropolis Dining Room at the Lexor Hotel +++++++++++++++++++++++ Even though it was overcast the cityscape looked beautiful. As it passed slowly by their window, Clark couldn't help but notice the pensive look in Lois' face. He raised a questioning eyebrow. "Should I feel bad, Clark?" "Why should you feel bad, Lois? We finally have a night alone. No evil plots unfolding. No hot story to investigate. No two year old wanting yet another drink of water and yet another story to be read to him. Just a quiet evening dinner for two, atop the city's most expensive hotel." "That's it exactly. It's great that Lucy and Jimmy agreed to watch little Alex tonight, but..." "But you're wondering if it is alright to *enjoy* being away from Alexander considering that you feel like you're barely there for him during the week. This from the woman that spends every coffee break and half her lunches in the Daily Planet's day care facility -Early Editions" "I know it's been months since we've had any time alone, but I still feel like we don't spend enough time with him. The hours we keep are atrocious...hectic...completely unacceptable if we hadn't been doing this for so long. Don't look at me that way. I know we spend nearly every waking hour together but mostly it's Daily Planet time or commuting time or stake out time or chasing bad guy time. Combine that with the world's hold on your time and there is no time for *family* time or us time." By the time Lois finished, she was almost in tears. Clark reached his hand across the table and took Lois' hand in his. The look in his eyes spoke volumes of the sorrow her words had brought to his heart. "I know you have cut back as much as you can. And I know that your heart breaks when you have to ignore a cry for help. I'm not begrudging you that. The world needs you. I've never asked you to stop helping people, and I won't start now. But I've been looking at the last two years of our lives and something has *got* to change." And, as if on queue, Clark got that look in his eye. The world was calling her love away. The shocked look on his face told her this was no ordinary emergency. The investigative juices started to flow. "What?" "There is a old SS-5 nuclear missile heading for Washington D.C.. It seemingly came from Cuba but at speeds not possible. The counter-measures will not be able to intercept in time. There is no time to evacuate the city. It will hit in 7 minutes. Those things carried enough fissionable material to level the entire city and spread nuclear waste for miles around. I gotta go." "GO. GO. Congress is having a late session to overturn President Clinton's veto of the new tax relief bill. If that bomb goes off we will lose every politician in the country." Lois' eyes got a mischievous look. "Maybe you should let it go off." "Cute. I love you. Kiss Alexander good night for me. I will tuck him in later." And with that, he was gone. Within seconds, a familiar sonic boom rattled the windows of the restaurant as once again the man she loved went off to save the world. Lois got up to pay the bill. ~*~ +++++++++++++++++++++++ Wednesday, October 6, 1999 8:27pm EST The sky over Washington D.C. +++++++++++++++++++++++ The missile was heading straight for the heart of Washington D.C.. It was chewing up the air miles faster than most radar systems could track. Five miles above the city Superman intercepted the missile. Or at least tried to. At the last moment it moved aside and veered away from him, almost like it was guided. A little over a mile and a half above the capital, he made contact with it. It exploded. It lit up the sky for miles. ACT I +++++++++++++++++++++++ Wednesday, October 6, 1999 8:27pm EST +++++++++++++++++++++++ Distant viewers in Aberdeen, Maryland, Richmond, Virginia and Gettysburg, Pennsylvania remarked on how it cast a slight lime-colored glow. Outdoor thermometers registered one hundred twenty plus degrees for over 10 minutes as far as forty-five miles away in Frederick, Maryland. Washington D.C. is 20 miles across and it became a memory in the blink of an eye. The White House was the epicenter. Destruction was swift and relentless. The fireball created consumed everything in its path. The White House turned black for a moment before it was smashed to the ground. The titanium lighting rods on The Washington Monument melted a nanosecond later, quickly followed by the monument falling over like a child's stack of building blocks. And even those fragments were pulverized to nothing. The waters in the Reflection Pool were instantly vaporized followed by the Potomac River a heartbeat later. The Capital was gone, as was every monument in the Washington Mall. The statues of Lincoln and Jefferson were reduced to puddles of molten metal in a matter of seconds. Tombstones from Arlington National Cemetery were found fifteen miles away. Everything was instantly seared then shattered against the ground or each other. Even the subway systems proved no protection as all the oxygen in the area was instantly consumed by the raging firestorm that was once the nation's capital. Anything living never knew what killed it and would never be found. Three point four million people ceased to exist in under a second. Six million more suffered everything >from temporary blindness to second and third degree burns over one hundred percent of their bodies. What wasn't knocked over in the initial outward blast was brought tumbling down by the massive suction of air back into the area at several hundred miles per hour. The farthest reach of the damage was the Electromagnetic Pulse. The EMP reached out its tendrils south to Jacksonville, Florida, Northeast to Quebec, Canada, West to Chicago and East into the Atlantic. Everything electronic was fried into uselessness within two hundred miles of the blast. Beyond that it was varying degrees of burnout and fluctuations. Nearly every single aircraft in the two hundred mile zone came down whether they wanted to or not. Computerized trains rolled to a stop and the brains of millions of cars went dead. Pacemakers shutdown and critical systems fail. Anything computerized stopped. Technology just stepped back forty years. But even before her Jeep stopped cold and the city went dark, she knew. She knew that her love had died. She wept as her soul was ripped asunder by the separation of her other half from this world. ~*~ +++++++++++++++++++++++ Friday, October 8, 1999 4:30pm MST Area 51 Operation Backstep +++++++++++++++++++++++ It took a day to find out what happened. Two days later they still didn't know how to prevent it. Project Leader Bradley Talmadge sat at the end of the debriefing room table. The group was solemn and quiet. "Apparently an old SS-5 nuclear missile was fired from the Isla de la Juventud just off the coast of Cuba. Governor Manuel Castro doesn't have a clue as to what happened. All missile sites on that island were dismantled some thirty-seven years ago. All they could find at the point of "launch" was burnt ground and an some slagged metal components." This brought up Dr. Isaac Mentor's eyebrows quickly. "Has anyone heard any word about Superman?" This was >from Dr. Olga Vukavitch. Dr. Isaac Mentor spoke up at this point. "Star Labs' Dr. Bernard Klein confirmed the presence of powdered Kryptonite was indeed found in the radioactive fallout. It has been speculated that the bomb was rigged with Kryptonite and that Superman was vaporized when it exploded." This last statement brought dismay to all faces around the table. All but Nate Ramsey's face. "I've said it before. We can take care of ourselves. I knew that alien was going to be trouble the first time I saw him. The rest of his people proved that to be the case! I for one am glad he's gone. It was probably his fault that this happened in the first place. The Kryptonite in the bomb proves that he was probably the intended target all along." The looks of dismay turned to disgust. Frank Parker turned to give Nate a piece of his mind "Of all the bone-headed, callused and out-and-out-stupid things I have heard you say I think that one beats 'em all. Do you really think we would be having this conversation today if Superman hadn't stopped that asteroid? Or when..." Talmadge stopped listening to Frank as the phone rang. He picked it up and listened. Pointing toward Capt. Craig Donovan he said, "Turn on the television." "What channel?" "It doesn't matter. It's on all channels." Donovan turned on the TV. The image of a well dressed man in his mid to late thirties was sitting across the table from his identical twin. The on the right started talking first. "So, Tempus, tell all the kiddies in TV land how you were able to pull off this amazing feat of brilliance and daring." "Why, thank you Tempus for that apt description. It was all quite simple really. It's a tried and true ploy that gets the good guy every time. Cunning villain threatens mass destruction of a city. Thickheaded hero comes and tries to stop the weapon. Thickheaded hero gets vaporized by well-placed chunk of Kryptonite that the cunning villain places in with the fissionable material. In fact let's go to the close up of the momentous occasion." At this point the screen is replaced with a remarkably clear still of Superman just before he makes contact with the missile. Tempus' voice can still be heard in the background. "As you can see Big Blue is still alive and well at this point. But let's advance the film slowly. As you can see, at the moment he makes contact the missile goes off. Normally this would not effect Mr. Goody-two-shoes but I was a step ahead of him. As the explosives slam the fissionable material together it releases a energy so intense that the missile casing is gone in no time at all thus exposing histories biggest killjoy to the Kryptonite that is mixed in with the uranium. The hybrid uranium-Kryptonite substance released sufficient enough radiation to destroy his invulnerability. *There* do you see the initial wave of energy enveloping him? It is at that moment that I, Tempus, was able to save the world and all futuredom from the most *boring* individual to walk the face of history!" The image fades back to the Tempi. "I understand that your not going to take any chances this time. How do you plan to ensure your vision of the future comes about." The Tempus on the left leaned back, stared at the ceiling and closed his eyes. "In the past I've always focused on just getting rid of the big, brawny oaf. But every time Lois Lane has always thwarted my plans, with a little help from Herb. I don't know where time traveling do-gooder is but I am not waiting for him to show up. Next I have to get rid of Lois and kill their superbrat." "You mean that Lois & Superman had a *child together?*" The right Tempus slapped both sides of his face in mock horror. "What about *poor Clark?*" "Duhh! Clark Kent is Superman. But you knew that, of course." "Of course. And we have proof- don't we?" The TV screen switched to two side by side pictures of Clark Kent and Superman. Both where pictures of the men looking to the left. As the viewer watched, the pictures were morphed into each other in an unending loop. It was obvious to all that the images were of the same man with different hairstyles and a pair of glasses. As the pictures continued to change back ad forth Tempus started to talk again. "You see if I just killed him he would have become a martyr and Utopia could still come about by people carrying on his ideas. By showing that Clark Kent is Superman, I destroy Superman's character by exhibiting his lying, deceiving, manipulative side. The god has fallen off his throne and he can't get up! With the death of his wife and child I will have won!" The viewers can see both of them again. The one on the right looks at his watch. "Gee, look at how times flies. I have an appointment to see me thirty minutes ago. Gotta run. I wouldn't want to keep me waiting." Standing to his feet he makes a slight bow to his other self. The one still sitting smiled back as a large metallic doorway appeared out of thin air and the center part opened like a camera shutter. "Tah." Tempus stepped through the door and then the door closed. "Well, I have places to go and people to kill." Then the screen went dark. Then Tempus' voice was heard once more. "I'll be back for the rest of you later." The latest news on the death toll and injured started to scroll up the screen. "Turn it off." "I told you that Superman was the target. Or should I say Clark Kent. Imagine, an alien living among us like a normal person. Disgusting. I always thought Kent was to good to be true. And that Lane wo..." "Put a sock in it Nathan. This is no time for that. Frank you get to go to Metropolis and find Clark Kent or Superman. Get the information you need about this Tempus character and stop him. It looks like the past as well as the future is in your hands." Everyone gets up and starts to leave. Frank turns to Olga and says, "Talk about your no pressure situations." "True, Mr. Parker, I do not envy your situation. However, I might be of some help in dealing with Governor Manuel Castro. Cuba's membership in the United States hasn't always been a smooth one. I think that he might be a little more forth coming with Russian representative there." "Your right. I could use all the help I can get on this one. Besides, you know I will take every opportunity to work as closely as possible with you." This was followed with a big grin. Olga rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Does anything ever get past that ego of yours, Mister Parker?" Even bigger smile, "Not if I can help it." ~*~ +++++++++++++++++++++++ Friday, October 8, 1999 6:30pm MST Area 51 Operation Backstep - Control Booth +++++++++++++++++++++++ Frank walks to the Sphere. It stands nearly three stories tall and is just as wide. Its royal blue color had a disarming quality to it. But Frank knew better. That thing and killed him, split him in two, stuck him in an temporal loop, and hurt like nothing he could describe each and every time he took off in it. But every time he went back *he* made a difference. Sometimes he felt like running but after all these months he had come to accept the fact that he could make a difference. Dr. Mentor turned to Dr. Ballard and asked, "How far are you sending him back?" "We're sending him back to Tuesday, October 5, at 12:30. That should give him time to find Clark Kent and get Olga off to Cuba." "Reactor at 60%." This came from Olga. "Hey Ballard. Did you get a chance to work on the guidance system yet? I would like to at least end up in the same state as my target this time." "Reactor at 70%." "I tweaked it in the opposite direction this time. It makes no sense to me to go that direction in the schematics but then I didn't build the thing. "Reactor at 80%." "I'm hoping to land in the city park. I figure that that will get his attention. "Reactor at 90%." "Frank, you know you are supposed to land as close as possible to Backstep." "Reactor at 100%! Engage!" Frank hits the red engage button and every nerve ending in his body is lit on fire. Amazingly he does not let go of the joystick. He continues to watch the clock unwind time. As the clock backtracked to Wednesday, October 6, 1999 6:27pm MST the power readouts momentarily dipped, the lights flickered and for just a moment he felt like his brain was going to shut down. Then it was over. He had arrived. End of Act I ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 17:20:23 -0500 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Kathy Brown Subject: Re: OUATIM: Dr Klein to Clark In-Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" At 5:21 PM +0100 9/28/99, Wendy Richards wrote: >Actually, Joy, Phil is a doctor (he holds a PhD - we're the *real* >doctors!). I hope that's true over there, cause it ain't the case here. Our friend, Don, who holds a PhD in Nuclear Physics, just like Jim does, was in a car accident several years back. The paramedics were loading him into the ambulence (he'd rolled his pick-up truck) and they pulled his business card out of his wallet. "You're a doctor?" they asked respectfully. "Yes," Don replied, "A PhD; I'm on staff at the University of Michigan." The paramedics wrinkled their noses. "Oh," they sniffed. "We thought you were a *real* doctor." ;) Phil wrote: > Give that cute rat of yours a pat, and keep an eye on her. ROTFL!!!!! Kathy ______________________ Kathy Brown kathyb@springnet1.com kathyb@lcfanfic.com KathyB on IRC ______________________ ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 18:32:24 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: "Ann E. McBride" Subject: Re: Caped Fear MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/28/99 5:13:38 AM Eastern Daylight Time, labrat@UKF.NET writes: << > So, as your writer, I would strongly advise deleting what you already have and starting from scratch to enjoy the story fully. Sorry! LabRat (ducking and running for cover....) As well you should be ( ducking and running for cover that is. So you have any idea how many reams of paper it took to print the original 6 gazillion parts of Caped Fear?) I'm sending you the bill for the ink. Ann ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 15:03:51 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: Re: OUATIM: Clark to Perry MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Clark, > Just got back late last night; Superman dropped me off then headed > straight back to Indonesia to finish off the negotiations on the UN > involvement. He thinks he'll be back some time today. > That guy sure works hard for us all. > The last of my earthquake stories is attached. I know you're the > boss, but I really would appreciate it if you wouldn't change > anything in this one. It's all very well for you to say that I come > across as too personally involved, but you weren't there. And if I > really tried to write an emotionally hard-hitting story, it would be > a lot closer to the bone than that last one. You know, I think the > problem these days is that people have forgotten how to care! > Now, son. I know how you feel - hell's teeth, I've seen it for myself. I've seen the mangled bodies, the scavengers and the looters who prey on other people's misfortune, the children orphaned by a disaster which should never have happened. I may not have been at this tragedy, but I've covered plenty like it, and before you accuse me of cynicism - if you've seen one, you've seen them all - I think you know me better than that. I appreciate a reporter who really cares for the people he's writing about, but you must always remember that the story is about those people, and not about your reactions to their plight. So the only editing I've done is where you've dwelt too much on how the situation made you feel, and I hope you understand why. Otherwise, good work. re Lara - If she's wooed by Ron Underhill's promises, then frankly I'm not that concerned. The Star can try to gloat about Planet staff leaving the sinking ship, but one swallow does not a summer make. re Circulation - I'm glad my up-beat memo to all the staff worked, Clark, but Lois will tell you I'm not that confident about circulation. We dropped another point yesterday. I'm hoping your earthquake stories will help to push it back up again. Perry ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 23:39:38 +0100 Reply-To: Yvonne Connell Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Yvonne Connell Subject: OT: Oops MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="Windows-1252" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Sorry, I posted my last OUATIM message twice by mistake. Blame concert fatigue - I just got home after doing one. ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 21:57:29 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Season 6 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit To All the Season 6 Authors: I want to just Congratulate you on a terrific season! I have been reading fanfic every chance I get, but am way behind, but I have been keeping up with the Season 6 episodes. Unfortunately, I haven't had the time to send comments. I have just finished the last episode and just had to say something. I am overwhelmed at the talent involved in writing of these episodes. I want all the authors of Season 6 to know that I thoroughly enjoyed every story. IMO, these episodes were even better than some of the ones that were on TV. I have watched Lois & Clark so much, that I can picture the characters in my mind acting out the story as I read it. If TNT ever decides to produce another season of Lois & Clark, I will highly recommend they hire you guys as the writers. Sheila, your 3 part story about Lois & Clark switching bodies was incredible. The scenes where they are trying to adjust to the new bodies and trying to relate to each other were really funny. I enjoyed all 3 stories. Phil, the last episodes were fantastic. "Stronger than Me Alone" had me on the edge of my seat the entire story. The power of true love is probably the strongest thing on earth. It was a very moving story. I want to say Thank You for all the pleasure you have brought me through your stories, in keeping the Lois & Clark saga going. I encourage you to keep writing (maybe you might reconsider about a season 7), and I look forward to reading more from you. Melody ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 22:38:31 EDT Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: No Name Available Subject: Re: OUATIM: Lara to Dan MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit In a message dated 9/28/99 2:47:48 PM EST, zaglembia@HOTMAIL.COM writes: << Sorry it took me a while - never trust web-based e-mail! (#$%& Notmail!) >> I hear ya! ;p~ >>Well, don't get it the wrong way, but it could be anything. If you say they didn't take anything - then why breaking into your apartment? However, one can never be too safe. Please lock your windows before you go to sleep, and I'll drop by later to check on you (of course, if you don't have any other plans).<< Thanks. I will look forward to that. LOL! 'lock your windows' that sounds like something Superman would say! BTW, did you know that Lois is or was writing a novel? I think she left part of it in this apartment, that used to be her's. Do you think I should return it to her when we eventually meet? I know it will be EXTREMELY awkward for you to meet up with Lois and Clark again. But I really appreciate you doing this. I mean you did have a past with her... but as Cat has been reminding countless times, you need to forget about the past and move on with your life. ;) Believe me I know how hard it is. I have to remind myself everyday. A surprise, huh? Well I am not much of fan of surprises. I usually like to know what is going on at all times.. but in your case i will make an exception! Well i gotta fly.. The lead singer from Catch 22 is supposed to call me. He is back in California, but he promised me an exclusive! Ciao, Lara ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 20:05:47 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: Nancy Smith Subject: Re: NEW FD: Seven Days of Superman MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit It seems pretty okay to me, at least so far. Don't take too long to post the next one, though. I'm notorious on the list for having little to no tolerance for cliffhangers. I go crazy. I giggle, cackle and give those around me reason to suspect my sanity. I can't write my own fanfics because I keep punching the "Get Message" button, waiting for the next post. So take your responsibility seriously. Nan > ========================================================================= Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 21:47:46 -0700 Reply-To: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" Sender: "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman Fanfic" From: StarKitty Subject: Re: NEW FD: Seven Days of Superman MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit She forgot to mention that she drives everyone around her crazy, too. Or is it that we're just waiting for the continuation too? Hmmm, it may be both :-) I like the story, too! It's really good! I've been watching 7-days for a while, now, and I love x-overs, so this is perfect for me! Hurry up and post more! Please?? Tara ----------------------- "Whoever said the human race was logical?" Gillian Taylor, Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home "Look, up in the sky!" "Is it a bird?" "Is it a plane?" "Nah, it's just some guy in a pair of tights and a cape" --crowd scene from the pilot of "Lois & Clark" ----- Original Message ----- From: Nancy Smith To: Sent: Tuesday, September 28, 1999 8:05 PM Subject: Re: NEW FD: Seven Days of Superman > It seems pretty okay to me, at least so far. Don't take too long to post the > next one, though. I'm notorious on the list for having little to no > tolerance for cliffhangers. I go crazy. I giggle, cackle and give those > around me reason to suspect my sanity. I can't write my own fanfics because > I keep punching the "Get Message" button, waiting for the next post. So take > your responsibility seriously. > > Nan > > > > >