Note to everyone: if you get me mad expect me not to be thinking things through when I act. Emotions can do that to a person.

~Pyro

JUST IN CASE ANYBODY COULD HAVE POSSIBLY MISSED THE BIG NOTICE IN THE SUMMARY, I CAN ONLY ACCEPT SUBMISSIONS VIA PM NOW. SO YEAH. MAYBE CU COULD STOP BEING SO BUTTHURT BY THE DRAMA QUEEN? KTHXBAI

~Pyro

Dear all Critics United members.

The issue is fixed. MrGoodyTwoShoes has decided to ask you all to report this to escape "The Drama". Very nice of him.

The issue was fixed around about 6 or so hours before he asked you all to report this story.

Before he reviewed, I spoke out against the CU. Then, Goody reviews this fic a few hours later. A fic which hadn't been updated for near on six months or so.

So yeah. Think about that before you report please.

~Pyro

Wow can none of you read the summary? PM SUBMISSIONS ONLY PEOPLE.

Funny how that works isn't it.

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Dear World

We're both sorry for being unable to update anything for like... the past 6 months.

Regarding the recent issue with a dick by the name MrGoodyTwoShoes *whom I don't like very much*, I would just like to say this;

Man. And I thought shitstorms on Wikia were bad enough.

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On a lighter note, next time I'm feeling like I'm on a crazy sugar-high, we'll get another chapter of Pacific Hell.
Ring of Fire is gonna get an update soon. Almost at a 2k word chapter. Just as soon as I can remember my plotlines...
As for Letters, this fic here, the one that I actually have about 90% of what I need in order to post a chapter? I'd say its abandoned. I had too intricate a plotline for too cracky a fic. Heck I might even get rid of the actual "story" parts and turn this into a PM-driven Q&A, but OH WAIT NO I CAN'T UNLEASH MY IMAGINATION LIKE THAT D: blah blah the story bits are gonna get smaller (if they're still there).
And good old Pacific High. I can remember my plans for that one. So I might actually get on with writing it at some point.

All in all, life (and death; long story) have been getting in the way.

~The Pyro Sisters

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Dude read the letter sadly. He sat down, put a hand over his eyes and wept openly, his tears falling down his face and breaking up in his beard. "There was so much potential in them," he whispered, putting the letter down.

"Hey," Pyro said lazily as she walked into Dude's office. "Things'll get better... one day..."

Dude looked her, hopeful despite the situation. "You really think so?"

"Nah. Probably not. After all... we've been abandoned to the wolves." Pyro glanced out the window. "Despite everything, even the support of our friends from outside..."

The Mansion was falling into disrepair, the Hong Kong Shatterdome had finally run out of funding, and the Anteverse had finally be blown up by Ante-Tendoo. Fuck knows how he accomplished that particular feat of stupidity. Some say turtles were involved. Others said owls.

All Pyro knew was she was almost ready to give up.

"The Way teaches us that understanding can only be achieved if both sides are willing to listen," she muttered, her hair turning slightly silver and silky. "Peace can only be achieved through understanding. And we damn well know friendship is never gonna occur." she scowled.

"Maybe it is time to leave this place," Dude suggested. "We've done our dash."

Pyro flashed a grin at him, her hair bursting into flame. "We're not going anywhere."