Our Improfanfic Chapters!
Never seen Improfanfic?
Epsilon: Good. You probably never will, then, since it's dead.
Blade: No it's not (wait, update as of 2005: yes it is. Ha HA!). It's just that instead of being a fresh new wave in the fanfic community, it is now a fetid swamp of outdated ideas and poorly-thought-out structures.
Epsilon: Oh, did we offend somebody?
We're so sorry!!!
Epsilon: Okay, well, really Improfanfic is a simple concept: somebody writes the first chapter of a story, then somebody writes the next chapter, and so on and so forth...
Blade: ...until the entire thing becomes an unrecognizable, incomprehensible mess with no coherent story or characterisation whatsoever.
Epsilon: And then dies a feeble, lonely death, usually unfinished.
Blade: Yet despite all that, we were enamoured enough of it (okay, well, mostly Epsi was) to write more chapters in various series' there than we'd written for our own stuff in about four years.
Epsilon: Which means it has to have something to it, at least in concept. I suppose.
Blade: Right? Right!?
Final Fantasy Legacy chapters:
Magical Girl Hunters chapters:
Mystery Club chapters:
Vampire Legend R chapters:
Castlevania 1970 - Disco of Evil chapters:
Wings of Fate chapters:
ImproParty chapters:
Magical Crossover Fighting Federation ULTRA episodes:
Our Pencils Chapter!
Never heard of Pencils? Well, that's not a huge surprise, all things considered. The gist of it was that it was an Improfanfic-like project, except it was something of a self-insertion...but with a twist. Aaron and I joined, wrote our introductory part, and were summarily kicked out for being way too controversial. Always remember to play nice, kiddies, irregardless of any objective comparisons of what you're doing with what everybody else is. As far as we know, the entire thing broke up a little while thereafter, thus leaving us to gleefully point out the connection between the two events. Not that we were bitter, of course.
Anyway, we still liked the chapter, so it's up here...don't worry if you have no clue what the premise of Pencils is, it's fairly easy to pick up. What you -should- be worried about is that this fic is more than a little dark and sick...but then, as anybody who knows us will tell you, so are we. ;p Also, this fic contains two mentions of the word "tentacle", which may be offensive to some readers on general principle. Consider yourselves warned.
The Week Love Came To Town
Blade: Way back in 1997, before Improfanfic was a gleam in Twoflower's eye, me and some guy named Drew (I think?) came up with it first. And did it better.
Epsilon: Further information on "Drew" is unimportant to this introduction, mainly because we have no idea if he's even still alive.
Blade: Unlike the standard Improfanfic format, we limited this endeavour to authors with actual talent.
Epsilon: Except for you, at least according to that one guy who reviewed it and suggested you shouldn't have been let in the project.
Blade: Shut up. Shut up. SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!
Epsilon: I would, but this is all written down in electronic text, so I'm not technically even talking.
Blade: That's right! Then I can erase this guy's review from my hard drive and pretend it never existed! MWAHAHAHA!
Epsilon: Yes. You do that.
Blade: No wonder I have an inflated opinion of my own importance and talent! No criticism can escape my magnetic-information-from-hard-drive-erasing technique!
Epsilon: Indeed. Anyway, this is actually a decent story, even if the writing style and even the format differs in every single chapter. We're not posting it on our website, though, just a link to an archive, since we have no idea how to contact half of these people to ask permission.
Blade: But if any of you are reading, particularly Drew (who may or may not be alive), feel free to give us permission! We might even actually add it to the page sometime!
Epsilon: We might even give you credit!
Blade: Oh, yeah, and it's a Ranma fanfic. Big whopping shock, huh?
Epsilon: Hey, we never did tell them what the story was about...
Blade: That's right. We ran out of space, even though technically we have no limit on that! Too bad. Oh well, here you go!