In the not too distant future,
(Yesterday, to be exact)
Doc T. Forrestor was sick of our
guesses being fact!
He built a ship from other parts,
And after a few false starts,
He said we needed a nice long rest,
So he sent us on an adventure quest,
The 23-sider we would not drop,
So he sent us on this ship to give us sci-fi Slop!
Nodrog: "He knew she knew!!!"
Various people on the Sattelite of Fans:
"We'll post our cheesy theories, the closest we can guess...
Our accuracy on the boards makes us a bunch of pests!
Now keep in mind T can't control,
When the sataliters go and post...
He'll have to drive them insane,
or his big surprises are toast!
FANS fans rolecall
"It's L.I.E., I tell you!"
"Whadya mean there's no popcorn?"
"Buy my book!"
If you're wondering why T just doesn't kill us all,
Shut up or we're doomed to fall,
"Buy my book!"
from FANS Theatre, 3000 (point 1415926...)
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Just to let everyone know that the Rifts and Palladium settings belong to Kevin Siembieda and the PalladiumBooks company, Star Wars things belong to George Lucas, and the Vampire settings belong to the White Wolf company, any idea's, character's, etc. belong to me. Any attempt to use these char's for money or self promotion will give I, White Wolf, and the PalladiumBooks company every right to not only sue you but to hunt you down and destory or torture you in the most painful ways imaginable...if such a thing doesn't apply to you then nevermind. That being said thank you for visiting and have a nice day ;)