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Requests for certain material will have to be submitted to the Committee.
(Don't hold your breath. See first part below.)

In The Mind of the R.L. Prodigy payer As She Sleeps

This Filker: Ok, meeting everybody! I call the Meeting of the Split Personalities to Order!
K'yer en Ysh: <nervous>Greetings, Creator. Will it be long?
TF: Calm down, K'yer. You'll be back to your Song-searching isolation soon. Don't panic.
Squire(ette) Light: <kindly> If you get claustrophobic, K'yer, you can sit by the window.
Squire(ette) Dark: Are we going to tweak another character! I *like* tweaking characters!
<SL and TF roll eyes. K'yer shakes head but smiles mischeveously while cleaning flutegt;
TF: I called this meeting of my split alter egos because we... er, I have gotten a couple of requests for a sequal to 'Unforseen Side Effects'.
SD: OOOooo--- that was a *good* one! Hee hee!
TF: Dark!
SD: <sulkily> Well it was! See? <points at Light Squire(ette)>
LS: <angst! angst! angstfest, angst!> TF: <sternly> Quite tormenting your other half, Squire(ette)! And, loyal Light Squire(ette), hardly anybody was offended.... <looks uncertain>... I think.
SD: <ticking names of fingers> Except Nicholas, LaCroix, Natalie, the various factions thereof...
LS: <sob!> Oh! AngstFest! Oh, Milord Nicholas! AngstFest!"
TF: Oh. Dear. God. Personalities! Will you all pull it together? We haven't got all night. RL is just hours away.
<Silence. Everyone *hates* RL. All look expectantly towards K'yer>
K: I am sorry, K'yavanti--um.. Creator. But the Songs of Being cannot be manipulated by even I. they sing to me only what they wish to be heard. Apologies. >looks downcast>
TF: <sigh> It's all right, K'yer.
LS: Thank you, God! <breathes huge sigh of relief>
K: But I did share a Festival with my Brothers, and Stars wished to give this.
LS: Oh no... !
TF: <waving off LS's protestations> Go ahead and play it for us.
<K'yer dutifully puts flute to lips...>

(to the tune of the old t.v. commercial: My Name Is Chiquita Banana!)

My name is Nicholas (vampirus) and I'm here to reveal
The way to snag a good physician is thru-- sex appeal!

First you wind up on her slab,
Pretending 'The Farm' you have bought.
Then you 'wake' up in your fang mode
Looking like your secret's caught!

Oh-- the M.E. will be intrigued
By your patent mystery.
And if you work this all correctly,
You'll get bullets out for free!

My name is Nicholas (vampirus) and I'm here to reveal
The way to snag a good physician is thru--- sex appeal!
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Yes. I am freely moving about society. Scary isn't it?--This Filker