The leader stepped forward. "Ok, the van's taken care of?"
"Ya," the cigarette-smoking man replied, "we destroyed it. Nobody will be able to trace us."
"Excellent. Now, men, I know this is an unpleasant duty, but we have no choice but to fulfill it. The Addventure is under attack by a group we call the RanNazis. Their goal is to crush all originality and creativity in the Aadventure; if anyone attempts to introduce anything that isn't directly related to Ranma 1/2 into threads that they have claimed, they cry bloody murder and attempt to squelch the upstart with a cloud of junk episodes and spam. We believe that their eventual plan is to set up some sort of sub-"Ranmaddventure" inside the Addventure. Our goal is to stop them, and to keep the entire Addventure free and open as it was meant to be. It may seem like we are outnumbered, outflanked, and outgunned by our opponents dogmatic attachment to their religious texts, but remember: WE have the advantage, because WE have the option to use the full scope of our creativity. THEY are stuck to regurgitating unoriginal Ranma fanfics."
"What," asked the man in glasses, "about Ilparatzo and ACROSS?"
"I have no idea. They seem to be going after some plan of their own. As a side note, I suspect that some of our enemies are unaware that ACROSS, the Soviet military, and our own secret organization are actually entirely separate and opposing groups. We may be able to use this fact to our advantage."
"Not now that you've said it aloud," the cigarette-smoking man mumbled.
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