[A Tip From Hotmail.] Read Message Dictionary RELATED: In-Box Thesaurus Date: Tue, 25 Aug 1998 14:06:43 -0500 From: David Gonterman Save Address Block Sender Reply-To: dgonter@spiff.net To: shinji_70@hotmail.com Subject: Changes to gont.txt [PaperClip] Attachment Enclosed! Reply Reply All Forward Delete Previous Next Close Timmie Mac, I just *had* to correct some mispellings on my interlude in your page, so that my story would be that much less MiSTable, and also add a final scene as a forshadowing to my Nitro series. Please take the attached file and replace the one you have uploaded with this one. Thank you so much. -- David Gonterman---------DGonterman@aol.com----------------- FoxFire Studios--------http://users.aol.com/dgonterman------------------ FoxFire Comic Strip----http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/8256/FoxFire------- An AAA Interlude: A Night with David Gonterman Written by David Gonterman. The sky over Saint Louis had been rather busy over the past few years, but on this particular night two more figures were soaring into the night air. Had someone happened to have a good view of them, they would have recognized them immediately... especially if that person was a Capcom fan. Lilith: My, this city sure is jumping. Morrigan: Aye. Saint Louis has sees a lot of action, now that the Sailor Scouts have moved here. Lilith: Yeah, and with that Hunkasarus they picked up too. Morrigan: Och! Ye live yer life between ye legs! Lilith: I can't help it if he's kawaii . . . . Morrigan: Aye, Kawaii and Echii. Lilith: Whatever. Where do you suppose they are at tonight? Suddenly an explosion echoed among the skyscrapers. Lilith saw the place it originated and headed there, Morrigan following. A Monster of the Day (tm) was thrown out of a video store window. The two found the Sailors, who had just entered the scene. They recognized each other. Sailor Moon: Morrigan and Lilith!! Lilith: I thought you were in there. Mars charged up two scrolls. Mars: Let's make it quick before Star Mech hogs it all." Venus stopped her. Venus: I say we let him, Mars. He needs to train for his Championship match. As if on cue, The door Lilith was pointing to opened wide, and Star Mech stepped out. Lilith had stars in her eyes the moment she laid eyes on him. Star Mech picked up the MotD by the scruff of the neck. "I ain't done with you, boy!! You pull that subliminal crap back there, and get away with it? I don't think so!!" The next time we saw Lilith, she was wearing a "Kronos 3:16" T-Shirt. "Yeah, Mechster!! Kick his @$$!! Show him what you got planned for Kintobor! Yeah!!" Moon: Another subliminal tape case, Star Mech-sama? Mech: Yeah, and get this! Here's the tape! He handed it to Sailor Moon, and as he read the cover, she got increasingly enraged. The cover had her likeness on it, but it was obviously done in a very hatchet-job manner. " . . sacrilege . . . Blasphemy . . . . HERESY!!" She whipped out her scepter and shoved Star Mech aside. "Such affront to my persona is *beyond* my forgiveness!! Grab the next youma to train with, Kronos! THIS ONE'S MINE!!" Moon then proceeded to not only dust the MotD, but the whole store as well! Morrigan looked at Sailor Moon's tantrum indifferently. The Sailors saw a green diamond-like emblem on her forehead, and were awe-struck. Mars: A Goddess symbol?! On a Succubus?! That's unheard of!! Mercury: But it's true, I'm afraid. I just got your records on Yggdrasil. She ranks up there with Serenity. Venus: The only reason she doesn't have one of those because it clashes with her Crescent Moon, huh? Morrigan: Aye, that it would. I dinnae know Serenity Crestmoon could be so vain. Mars: No Kidding? Jupiter: So you wanna tell us why you're here? Morrigan smiled. Morrigan: Certainly, Lasses. I have two matters tae discuss with ye. She looked behind her to see Star Mech drench the half-dusted MotD with a Steveweiser as Lilith cheered him on. Morrigan: I have it upon good knowledge that the Negaverse is planning on using a succubus against ye. The four Inner Sailors looked taken back. Venus: Eeeeechiiiiii. Morrigan: That wouldn't've riled me any, but they were thinking of using my name, the boors. I'll be keeping an eye here tae watch things develop, and even put my own two bits in tae complain. They all nodded, even Moon and Mech as they returned to the group. Morrigan: The other reason has tae deal with ye, Kronos. Star Mech: Me? Morrigan: Aye, it's yer match with Kintobor. Star Mech: Ah. _________________________________________________ Club Anipike had just opened up for the weekend, and David Gonterman was already there. He was already becoming one of the regulars. He wasn't the barfly, mind you, but found it a good place to chill with a cold Diet Pepsi. The wall to hanging his recent strips and pages was nice, too. David was at his usual table in the corner, where he found a place to store some of his supplies, of course. But today, he wasn't drinking his soda or drawing. The fingers of his right hand were massaging his temple. The severity of the upcoming Main Event of The King of the Net was becoming very apparent: A Lights Out Championship Match... to the death... between two of his biggest Avatars. One he loved, one he hated. He always wondered if doing his comic books and strips was doing in miniature what God must've experienced on a universal scales. Now he knew what God must've been feeling when Cain and Abel were fighting. At the end of that match, he would lose one of them. He worried that it would be Kronos. He wasn't the only one worrying. JB was with him as well, and he was just as worried. He was just more vocal than David. Jonathan was talking about what was on his mind, but ended up deciding that David wasn't in a talking mood. Or maybe it was the fact that Lilith caught sight of him as she came into the bar. Her head-wings changed into those head sensors that Nuku-Nuku sometimes sprouts and she gave Jonathan a big hug. David looked up to see the whole group with Morrigan. Morrigan: Thank ye for staying, David. David: Yeah, you wanted to talk to me with Kronos present. Kronos: You needn't worry about Kintobor, Dave. I won't leave enough of him to dust. David: It won't be easy, Noodle Noggin. Kronos gave his creator a stern look. David: Morrigan-sama here has told me what Kinto has been doing. He's gotten into some nasty shit. Kronos: He hasn't been doing anything that he hasn't done to SwatBots before. Morrigan: Lad, that's *exactly* what he's doing. Only he's been doing that to *humans!* All: WHAT?! Morrigan found a portable videotape player, and put a tape in. Morrigan: I've kissed a lot of butts tae get this tape. This is a security camera in a gym where the nWo was training in Surgis. This one's before Road Wild. Ye can see Kinto as one of the poor victims those fools are going tae train with." The scene's effects were obvious. And not only on the faces of the nWo maincarders. Kronos: My God. David: Damn. He rested his head in his hands. Kronos: He's *serious*. Morrigan: Aye, David. And I'm beginning to realize why. She sits on a nearby table as she began. Morrigan: Part of the reason I was able tae become a goddess is because the evil part of me was removed when I was but a child. That "Dark Side" of me became Lilith here. JB ended up churring in the arms of the mentioned succubus. Morrigan: I have *no* idea *how* ye did it, David Gonterman. I think it's some sort of Author thing, but I believe that ye were able to do to *yourself* what happened tae me. You exorcised the part of ye that you deemed undesirable, including the effects of years of abuse, the shame over ye screwed up life, and other obscure crap that I dinnae mention; I don't know ye that much. All of that Bad Karma in ye was taken out and became Kintobor. David: And now he came back to haunt me. Then a voice rang out from the bar. Voice: You got *that* right, son. David: Oh, no. Kronos: I know that guy. Austin, don't tell me he's been doing that to Whiffer Jobbers too. JB: *Steve* Austin? Not again. Lilith pulled the mouse close to her. "Stand in line, Stone Cold." She flew out a window. David and Kronos rolled their collective eyes. Steve Austin checked his beer for foreign chemicals. "I might never understand anime. But as for that Jackass kicking around the lowlifes in my Federation... aw hell yeah!" He walked over to Kronos, beer in hand, and in a shocking move, put a hand on his shoulder. Austin: How's it going, Dave? Training for the Title Fight? Kronos: Yeah. Usagi: You know him, Deibido? Kronos: We're from the same hometown. We've sparred together, even taught me my moves. Hey, what's the matter, ladies? Didn't expect the WWF Champion to come to this fine establishment? Morrigan: Nae. We nae expect this from ye. Yer almost friendly here. It's so unexpected. Lita: Yeah, I expected you to serve Stunners to all of us. Steve Austin took a sip of his beer. Austin: Spill this and I might. Even though I live by the DTA rule in the WWF, especially with that Sonofabitch Vince McMahon around, I *do* have friends in my personal life. They just don't get exempt from Stone Cold when they're in the ring against me. But anyway, the reason why I'm here is Kintobor too. As much as I feel about all this anime crap and the crap goin' on in th' AAA, I despise Kintobor most of all. I wanted to help out, that's all. Kronos looked at "Uncle Steve" and nodded. There was obviously something between the two that nobody else in the room knows about. But then again, Stone Cold Steve Austin, a basic "What You See Is What You Get" kind of man who didn't come with the trappings, pomp, and circumstance that wrestlers often needed, doesn't show much of his private life. Morrigan: There be *one* thing that'll get rid of Kintobor. In my first encounter with Lilith, I was able to absorb her back into me. David looked up at Morrigan, with a touch of dread in his eyes. Morrigan: I know what ye thinking. 'Bring all that Bad Karma back into ye, after all that time and effort getting it outta ye.' But I think ye would be able tae handle... David stood up. David: Unacceptable, Morrigan. You might be able to successfuly keep your dark side under control with your now-holy nature, but I doubt that I would ever be able to do that. Ma'am. . . I'd sooner blow my brains out than do that. I certainly know that I won't be able to keep that much Bad Karma in check. And that's what I think some people out there *want* me to do. Austin: Knock it off, Gonterman. That's your condition talking and you know it. Be sure to take your meds tonight. David Anime Sweat-dropped. David: Right, but anyway. I have no intention of going that route. There must be something else. Morrigan scratched her chin. Morrigan: There be . . . other ways, but I have tae go back to my castle to find them. David: I'll help you look if you'd like. Morrigan: Aye, I'd like that. You'd make a good notch on me bedpost, but it might surprise ye that I be a honest woman now. That, too, startled the crowd. Morrigan: But I'd like the company. David turned to Kronos. David: Do whatever you can to take Kintobor *down*, even if you *do* have to kill him. I don't wanna hear from that nut after King of the Net. Kronos: Aw hell yeah. Austin: Let's go, Son. They all left the Club at once and split off. The Sailors went their way while Lilith caught up with them, JB in tow. Austin and Kronos marched to Austin's truck. Morrigan was followed by David as she got her cell phone. Morrigan: Shaed, darling. I'm bringing someone with me. Yeah, it's David. *That* David. Nah nah, not like that. We're looking for something to do with Kintobor. Aaaye, we're helping them out, since they helped us. =============================================== It was the scene where Austin and Kronos were walking out together that got people talking. That week's LiveWire and AAA Recap were hounding on it. Austin stuck to the story that he gave the people in St. Louis' Club Anipike, adding that he has another person in his "Inner Circle," which would even help Star Mech's efforts against Kintobor, but wouldn't tell who cus it's "none of your damn business." It is said it would be obvious in the next Kronos match, against Oscar: =============================================== Star Mech's Entrance to the showed a more focused David Kronos than before. Oscar, who was already in the ring, just looked at the entrance tunnel in shock as the Pyrotechnics nearly launched the thing into orbit. When the fireworks finally cleared, Star Mech appeared in the smoke to the roar of the Local Crowd, and in Flight Mode no less. He hovered his way to the wing with his legs down, Gerwalk style, then transformed back (With appropriate sounds) into his Normal Mode, a new polish job to his armor sparkling by the spotlights. The St. Louis crowd kept chanting "Kronos!" "Kronos!" all this time. Tom Servo: Whoa! I never heard of such a reception for *anyone* in Team FoxFire. Not even Hogan got *this* response. Mike: That's Home Court Advantage for you, Tom. Man, is this guy pumped. He looks like he's got a lock on Queen Beryl. Mike: He's going against Kintobor in the Main Event of King of the Net. A Title/Avatar match... to the Death!! He's ready for that match already! Crow: Well, if you're looking for pretty schoolgirls firing off Magic Attacks in skimpy outfits, then you tuned in to the wrong show, folks. This here's a good scrap of a grudge match. Mike: Yes. As we know Oscar has slept with Artemis, and could be considered responsible for a lemon scene between Usagi and Luna. It seems that Kronos knows it too, by the way he's getting in the Herm Saiyan's face. Man, he looks pissed. Did Gonterman get MiSTed again? Sheesh!! Tom Servo: And since Star Mech is supposed to be Sailor Moon's dad, knowing the additional information of Moon Kingdom legend that SMUSA shown, I think we're about to see an Al Bundy take place. Mike: What? Tom Servo: Remember what Al did to all of Kelly's boyfriends on MARRIED WITH CHILDREN? Mike: Oooooooh. Tom Servo: Hey, it's not as if Naoko-sama was able to account for *every* person in Mere Serene. Crow: Whoah, whoah, whoah! He's Moon Girl's dad? Mike and Tom Servo: Yup. Crow: HE BOOPED SERINITY?! Crow pulls out a LONG sheet of paper. The top of it reads "First on earth to score with......". He erases Serenity's name. He then puts it away. Crow: There's the bell. Whoa, Oscar started early with a barrage with his fists and kicks. I don't think it's even-- Oscar hit Star Mech on the head so hard that it nearly broke his hand. Star Mech retorted with a classic Stone Cold Stunner. Crow: Where did *that* come from?! Tom Servo: Guess. I'm just surprised Oscar shook that off. But then again, he *is* an Avatar, after all. Oscar is obviously pissed off at Kronos' attack. Pissed off enough to fire off more than the usual number of Fireballs. Mike: Mech's blocking them all off with the Crescent Shooter. Tom Servo: Waitaminute . . . He's whipping out the Crystal!! Crow: Look Out!! The resulting blast of Crystal Fire would put Akuma to shame. It not only threw Oscar into the turnbuckle, but the whole ring moved a good five feet. Crow: Daaaaaaamn. Mike: That, my friends, is what testosterone does to Naoko Takeuchi's mythology. I heard he crippled Beryl with that! Tom Servo: And it's not over yet! Whoa . . . and the ringpost *held?!* Talk about your superior construction. Crow: Then why is it off it's foundation then? Tom Servo: Mech isn't giving him a chance to retaliate! Saiyan's IN THE ROPES, CLOTHESLINE! MECH WITH AN ELBOW DROP! A COVER! 1,2, KICKOUT! Mike: Both men up. Mech with an Irish whip into the corner, ANOTHER SPLASH! Oscar is reeling! MECH'S SLAMMING HIS HEAD INTO THE TURN BUCKLES! The crowd counts as Mech continues to ram Oscar's head into the turnbuckle. Once they reach ten, he stops. Tom Servo: Mech's setting Oscar up on the top rope. HURRICANRANA OFF THE TOP!!!! OSCAR JUST FLEW HALF WAY ACROSS THE RING!!!!!!! Crow: Now Mech's on the top rope, MOONSAULT!!! Cover, 2 count! Mike: Kronos is checking the count with the ref and... OUCH! Oscar just gave Mech a Johnny Cage Nutcracker! All of the men in the arena groaned. Oscar: Should've gotten that cup, Texan!! Star Mech: I'd tell you to go **** yourself, but you actually *could,* couldn't you? Crow: Somewhere, Ric Flair is crying. Oscar seized the moment to begin pummeling Kronos again, this time with his fists. This time the Hermaphrodite was having better luck as he fought his opponent into the ropes, which he whipped Kronos off from and clotheslined him on the return. Mike: The match has shifted to Oscar's favor. He has Kronos down. Crow: He leaps . . . . whoa, he's in the rafters! What is it with Anime Characters and their ability to defy gravity? Tom Servo: Star Mech better move. I think Oscar is going to show him something from Dragon Ball Z. Indeed Oscar is, making a fireball as big as himself and throwing it right at Kronos on the way down. And then it happened. The entire arena suddenly became bathed in blue. Mike, Crow, and Tom Servo: WHAT?!?! Star Mech: SHINRYUKEN!! Oscar didn't stand a chance, not only was the fireball snuffed out, but Oscar fell right into a Ken Masters special, deemed "The Mother of All Dragon Punches": A column of fire rising to the rafters, which ripped a hole straight through the roof. Suffice it to say that Oscar is got the beating of his life. Almost a 100-hit combo. Crow: OH MY GOD!! THAT'S KEN MASTER'S ULTIMATE MOVE!! Mike: KEN MASTERS WAS THE SECRET TRAINER STONE COLD WAS TALKING ABOUT!! Tom Servo: Star Mech ain't done yet!! Setup for another Stunner!! Crow: THROUGH THAT COLLUMN OF FIRE?!? 25 STORIES HIGH?!? Mike: HOLY SHIT!! The crowd saw the column of fire dissipate as Kronos drove Oscar down. They hit the mat with enough force to make the ring aprons fly off with the sheer pressure caused by the impact. Even with the force field, the front 5 rows of the stands were knocked back. It took some time for the announcers to get their mics back. Mike: Damn, that's Ken Masters *one better*! I hate to be Kintobor right about now. Crow: Oscar's down and out. Tom Servo: The Three-Count would be academic... MECHSTER WINS! Kronos' theme, "I Want it All", played as he cussed Oscar out while the stretcher people came to pry the Saiyan from the canvas with a crowbar. Tom Servo: Looks like Star Mech wants to shoot. He's got the mike. Kronos: The first thing that must be done, is get that Piece of Crap Mark off my ring. Crow: Look who's talking? He's a Austin Mark for life. Tom Servo: I'd like to see you say that to his face. Kronos: . . Don't just get him out of the ring, get him outta the AAA, because I proved son, while you may have your way with Sailor Scouts' cats, a real man from the Moon Kingdom can take your ass to school. And at the King of the Net, with this match I have with Kintobor. It's been a long time coming ever since Gonterman found me, and kicked your sorry furry ass to the curb. I don't mind having this match anyway, but you better be assured that when you step in that ring with me, your sorry furry ass belongs to Star Mech... David Kronos. They say that this match is for two titles: The AAA Virtual Net Champ, and David Gonterman's Avatar. This match is a Death Match. Tom Servo: It sure is. Is David worried under all that metal, whatever the heck that Metal is called . . . Crow: I bet he's a nervous wreck under that tough skin. Mike: He ain't showing it though. Kronos: I seen the last time an Avatar died here in the AAA. He got lucky compared to what I have in store with Kinto, because after I'm done with his ass, there will be parts of him all over several States! In all phracking directions!! They'll be parts of him landing on Mere Serene! That's how hard I'll glibble ya, Jackass. And after I'm done, I'll stuff the head for my mantle, attach your tails on my own hat. . . The crowd just loses it at this point. For two full minutes. The chant of "Kronos Kronos" won't stop for the rest of the night! Tom Servo: Damn. Somewhere Hulk Hogan is crying. Forget that, *Steve Austin* is crying too! I never seen a pop this big in my life. Kronos: . . . and after I'm done putting the rest in the damn crematory, you can bet your bottom dollar that I'll be bringing all the Ham, all the Gordettos, and all the Barqs! We're going to have the biggest wake in history, and watch Kinto burn, and just before he starts to go out, I'm going to put another log on the fire!! =========================================================== Over at Aensland Mansion in Scotland, David paused his search for another way of defeating Kintobor without killing him to watch Kronos turn Oscar into fresh meat on the TV. He was not at all happy, even though one of his guys won the match. His head was in his hands. His heart was in his mouth. His mood could very well be the blackest ever. And a cold wet nose was in his ear. He heard a voice that reminded David of a Native American version of John De Lancie: "Thought you could use a friend, son." David's response startled his new visitor. "I pop in here out of nowhere, and that's from flying all the way from the states, offered a listening ear like a good Injun Spirit, and all you can do is apologize for the actions of another person? This is hardly unlike you, Dave." "Coyote," David leaned back, "This isn't the crap about ancestors. This is one of *my* *characters* that is screwing things up. And it appears that he's about to pay for his sins... *my own* if you trace them . . ." Coyote stuck out his tongue as if to razz him. "I've been around long before you were even conceived, amigo, and in places you haven't even heard of from that internet thingie of yours. I've seen a lot of crap some people can do, and that's spoken *in general*; not one culture has a monopoly in this. You, my friend, don't even rate in the 'sin' category. But it's true. Kintobor will end up paying for what he became, I'm afraid to say. I thought I could steer him from it, but . . ." Coyote sighed. David: It ain't your fault, Gramps. You did all you could. Coyote: Destiny can be a bitch at times. I believe that's a line *you* said once. I've also encountered those who felt what you're feeling right now. Seeing someone you love... and I detect that you do... self-destruct like this. David: My namesake comes to mind. Coyote: The King David in your Bible? David: None other. He had a rebellious son once, someone he wanted to reconcile with. But he was killed off anyway. David was hurt very much when he heard that. Coyote: Yer feeling that and he hasn't died yet, Mister Type A. Have you considered the alternative? David: Countless times, and not in Bible study either. No, it wouldn't be any better if it's Kintobor that wins this and Kronos gets blipped out of existence. Hell, my current stories would just go straight to Hell. It just . . . still hurts, though. Coyote got his snout up against David's nose, and like your usual dog, starts licking his face. That finally got David Gonterman to smile; the first time in days. David gave the Native American Spirit a good scritching in thanks. "I should bring you back to my current stories, Gramps." As the camera pans away, Coyote ponders the offer, even to the point of stashing his sexual organ somewhere and passing as a School Girl. . . . . _________________________________________ Somewhere within a building named Titan 13, the camers opens into the office of one Vincent McMahon, we don't see his face, but we see a big folder with David Gonterman's name on it. Having it open, the person sitting at Vince's desh thumbs through the contents, including news reports, printouts of various web pages including 'Save the Dave' and 'Dave is Evil', files saved on disk, and a picture of him while he was in a WWF event. We didn't know if the person sitting on Vince's desk really *was* Vince until the camera rotates to view his face. "David Gonterman. The Internet's most dangerous man, or so he thinks. And I thought Hulk Hogan had a big ego. Damn, I'm so glad I gave *that* little problem over to Eric Bishoff." He placed the photo on the desk, picked up a letter opener, and jammed it where the Crescent Moon would be on David's face. "Now *this* [That's when he jammed it] little backwoods idiot wouldn't be much of a challenge for me. Heh, heh, in fact, most of the internet community would give me a metal!" As the camera rolls away from Vince, you can hear his diabolical laughter flow out of his office, and eventually out the tower, as we fade out in the night sky. Reply Reply All Forward Delete Previous Next Close [A Tip From Hotmail.] ---------------------------------------------------------------- © 1996-1998 Hotmail. All Rights Reserved. [Contact Us|Help]