Bulletin Announcement (And a Few Letters)

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Disney Inmates:

Seems like you've been here for a while and no one's yet been enough of a prat to try and take charge. Good on you! Seeing you lot not killing each other and working for the common good is almost enough to make an old anarchist shed a tear.

But its come to my attention that there are a few superbastards who haven't got the message. Which is why I'm offering up my services. Anyone fucks with you and you can't fuck back, please write your Auntie Jenny, and she'll make sure the bullies learn to play nice. Unless you bloody well deserved it, in which case write me anyway, I could use a laugh.

Comments or Concerns? I probably don't care, but go ahead anyway.

Love,

Jenny Sparks



Elle,

It's me, rude English slag. We need to talk, how about it?

- Jenny Sparks





Zane,

I've got a better idea how far I can go before the defense system kicks in now. I think you've got an idea how far I can go too. Truce for now, but if I hear a breath about you causing trouble, I'll show you exactly what my powers can do. Did you know your brain only works because of the electricity running through it?

I am electricity. Don't piss me off.

Cheers,

Jenny Sparks





Una,

Main Street and about half a bottle's worth of Scotch. How about it?

- Jenny Sparks

Comments

[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

Jenny,

Name the time. Where the hell did you find the Scotch?

—Una

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Una,

I've been a bloody alcoholic since I was twelve; I don't go anywhere without about a half bottle of scotch.

Had it when I arrived. Not nearly enough to get pissed on, but it replenishes like the fags do so I'm willing to share.

Tomorrow night?

- Jenny

[una-harlequin.livejournal.com]

Jenny,

Right. Well, at least you came prepared.

See you tomorrow night.

—Una

A little while after sundown on the appointed evening, Una made her way down to Main Street, looking for Jenny.

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Jenny was sitting out on the steps up to the train platform, smoking a cigarette and watching lights over the park. When she noticed Una, she waved casually.

Well, you did ask...

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Der Auntie Jenny,

Nobudy will play ABBA on the radyo. Iz verry men abut it too.

- Pippi

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Pippi,

And nobody will give me any damn beer. That's not the kind of mean I meant.

How old are you, Pippi?

Jenny

[no1likeher.livejournal.com]

Jenny,

9!

- Pippi

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Pippi,

Hmm. Well, does this ABBA hating ponce have a name?

- Jenny

[capn-corpse.livejournal.com]

Barbossa laughed and laughed, and then wrote an unsigned reply and tacked it on top of the message.

Feisty.

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

And what are you supposed to be, the villain in a bad romance novel?

[ningyou-hime.livejournal.com]

Tacked up on the bulletin board was the inevitable.

Jenny Sparks-san,

What is an Auntie? And a superbastard? I am having a hard time understanding your announcement. I do not understand fucks with, either.

- Chii

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Chii,

An auntie is a mad old lady who drinks a lot. A superbastard is someone with special abilities who think they can use them to push other people around. Fucking with someone is the act of shoving people around like a superbastard. Unless I meant it literally, which I didn't.

And how old are you, luv?

- Jenny

[ningyou-hime.livejournal.com]

Jenny-san?

That sounds like being mean to people, and I do not have people being mean to me. I do not need this service after all, but it is nice to meet a new person that dislikes cruelity.

I do not know how old I am. I am sorry.

~ Chii

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Chii,

Good to hear it.

- Jenny

[elle-sparks.livejournal.com]

Jenny,

I guess. As long as you promise not to randomly attack anyone.

~Elle

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Elle,

I can do that. Name a place and time.

- Jenny

[elle-sparks.livejournal.com]

Jenny,

How about Daisy's Diner (http://www.mouseplanet.com/guide.php?pg=AAF402) in Toontown. Tomorrow at noon?

~ Elle

letter posted to Jenny Sparks the anarchist

[a-lonely-god.livejournal.com]

Are you setting yourself up as a bodyguard for hire, then?

-The Doctor

Letter back

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

The Doctor,

No. I'm setting myself up as someone who'll take care of the bad rubbish for people who can't do it themselves and haven't been lucky enough to make powerful friends. Bodyguard would imply I work for someone, or give a shit what happens to the people who are already powerful.

...Interesting name, by the way. You're not another shaman (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doctor_(Wildstorm)), are you?

- Jenny Sparks

Re: Letter back

[a-lonely-god.livejournal.com]

Jenny, can I call you Jenny?

Good on you then. Long as you know you're not the only one.

Nope, just your not so average every-day alien with an odd alien name.

-The Doctor

On the Bulletin Board

[katoustheshit.livejournal.com]

Dear Auntie Jenny,

There's this really cruel broad who forced me to get into a fight when I just wanted to enjoy ice cream. Because of her, I had to throw away my ice cream. Do you think you could take care of her? Her name is ...

Oh shit.

On the Bulletin Board

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

She sounds like a bitch.

What's this about you being mean to little girls and not playing them ABBA?

Re: On the Bulletin Board

[katoustheshit.livejournal.com]

Moi? I'm never mean to little girls.

I didn't know she was that little, and besides, if you catch bad music habits early, you might be able to cure them. It's like cancer. I was trying to help her.

At least I don't steal their ice cream from them.

[slippedagear.livejournal.com]

Sparks,

Truce until the situation changes, and I gain an advantage. I have a certain respect for your abilities, I'll admit. But I am what I am.

And I wouldn't want you to claim I lied later.

Cheers, pip-pip, and TA--

Zane

[centuryjenny.livejournal.com]

Zane,

Wouldn't have expected otherwise. Just let me know when you find that advantage, sunshine.

Love,

Jenny Sparks