Miss Natural

World-famous underground comics creator R. Crumb turns 67 today. At left is Quinn Morgendorffer, drawn by an MTV artist in the style of R. Crumb (and excellently done, too). Mr. Crumb, creator of Mister Natural and a host of other characters from the hippie years onward, is still alive and drawing, praise be! (Thanks to the almighty Pinhead for the image.)

This is also the birthday anniversary of the woman who started the entire genre of science fiction when she was only 19 years old. All hail Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, creator of Frankenstein!

Moar on the wai.

N0ooZ!

• Jim North has discovered some Fashion Club Pinup Dolls for us to play with. So far, the Fashion Club, Daria, and Jane are present, plus some fans...
• CR85747 has created a difficult Iron Chef: Daria, based on the life of Daria. The link explains all. Good luck!
• Caira the Great has discovered a long-lost treasure in a computer hard drive: "Free Radio Lawndale" (Broadcasts 1-6), by Ken Tremberth and Erin Mills. The series was lost in the tragic GeoCities Shutdown of 2009, but now appears on PPMB.

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• NEWER! A Sick Sad Interview, by abe1803 (COMPLETE!): [Previously appeared on PPMB]

PPMB (in progress!)

• Daria/Dorian 7: Motorcycles and Jocks Don't Mix, by LadieT (Part 5): "Don't be looking so down son, you played a great game." Jake chimed in from the driver's seat. "Yeah, but it was for naught. We lost." Dorian's frustration showed in his voice. Jane put her arm around him and squeezed. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek. Once inside his house, Dorian decided to skip the movie. Between Brittany and the game, he was afraid his mood would ruin Jane and Quinn's evening. Going up to his room, Dorian got dressed for bed. A couple of hours later, he heard a knock on his door. After getting up to open it, Dorian laid back down and continued to stare at the ceiling.
• Daria: Hunter 5—Infectious, by Jim North (continued): The buzzing in Axl's head had risen to the level of a beehive. Scratch that, of a hundred beehives, all crammed down into his skull, then battered around with a stick until the bees inside were well beyond even a reasonable amount of "pissed off". System after system was slipping from his grasp, and no matter how many times he split himself, there just weren't enough Axls to go around. A comm line called for his attention and he moved to quash it, but before he could finish the mental commands necessary to shut it off, it opened seemingly of its own accord and let through the sound of his own voice speaking in smug, condescending tones.
  

• Finn Morgendorffer 56: A Journey to Eternity, by HolyGrail2007 (COMPLETE!): Finn and Tom decided to meet up for pizza the next day. Apparently, some old friends of the Sloanes were coming to visit. They were eager to see Tom, which meant he needed to be anywhere but there. “Yo, dude,” Finn greeted his friend warmly. “How’s everything going? With the breakup and all?” Tom asked once they had their pizza. Tom was the only person Finn had told about the breakup, until he accidentally blabbed it to Daria. (ending here)
  
• For Life, by LSauchelli and Quiverwing (Part 5): Almost five minutes passed by without either girl saying a single word. Jane interrupted the silence calling out, “Daria?” “Hmmm?” Daria managed to say, not really feeling like talking at the moment. “Why did you fight those women?” she asked, and proceeded to ramble on. “It’s not like you actually needed to prove a point you—” Daria rolled her eyes and stood up making as much noise as she could. “When I see something I don’t like, I always try to pummel it to the ground, be it with my wit or with my fists.” “But...” Jane started to say, not entirely sure of what she was about to say, “why didn’t you just call the guards?”

• NEWER! God Save the Esteem 4: Melody Power to the People, by Charles RB (COMPLETE!): She sat in darkness lit only by monitors, a spider in a vast electronic web. The suspects were entering the area again. They had to be watched. Only she stood against the terrorists, the drug dealers, the gangstas, the smokers, and the people who put gum under the seats, stood between them and Laaaawndale High. Li tapped a button and Camera 12’s image covered the screen; a push of the controller and it zoomed in on one Daria Morgendorffer. (Part 2) (NEWER! Ending here)
  
• Hack the Planet.exe, by Brian Taylor and Charles RB (prologue and Part 1): On the day the judge pronounced sentence in The People vs. Daria Morgendorffer, every tech and crime reporter worth even half his salt had congregated on the Montgomery County Circuit Court from every corner of American soil. Cameras from every local affiliate lined the sidewalk, and vans from every international news network lined the street. Not every punk sixteen-year-old with an old Dell and nothing but time to burn could punch a hole in the Department of Defense's mainframe, redirect all visitors to the Republican National Committee's website to the North American Man/Boy Love Association, and single-handedly cause enough of a crash in commodities trading that the New York Stock Exchange dropped fifty points in twenty minutes. (Part 1) (Daria/Hackers)
  


• Jane Lane: Ace Attorney—Turnabout Teacher's Pet, by LSauchelli (Part 15): “Good afternoon, Ms. Li,” said Jane, smiling, “It’s nice to see you again,” she offered her hand. Li did not take it. “What do you want, Lane?” Charles snorted. Jane tried not to glare as she answered, “To have a few words with you, of course.” Li did not ask them to sit down. Jane frowned and decided not to ask permission. “So, Ms. Li,” she said, sitting back comfortably in one of the chairs. Charles imitated her, “you said you left the school at 6:30 PM that day, right?” “Yes,” said Li, glaring, “and I have no motive to kill Mr. Cartwright, nor there’s any evidence pointing at me as the killer. I believe you’re wasting your time here,” she added, frowning.
• NEW! Jane Morgendorffer, by LadieT (Part 6): "The reason why I pulled out the tape recorder is so that no one can question the validity of the adoption. So I must ask, is everyone in this room okay with me taping this meeting?" Everyone nodded in agreement. Pressing the record button, Sarah began explaining what would happen. "I want everyone to state their names clearly into the recorder. I am Sarah Kraft and I am an attorney who specializes in private adoptions. In the room with me are... " "Vincent Lane." "Amanda Lane." "Helen Morgendorffer." "Jake Morgendorffer."
  
• Moving Pictures VI, by Brian Taylor (COMPLETE!): The interior of a high school gymnasium being decorated for a Valentine's Dance. The bleachers are pushed into themselves. A P.A. system is being set up by the mats on one wall. The focus zooms in and out. From the quality of the tape, this is a second- or third-generation copy. "Testing," says Amy's voice, near to the microphone. "'Tenser,' said the Tensor. 'Tenser,' said the Tensor."
  

• Oops! by Malakite (COMPLETE!): Nibbler, as the ancient being was sometimes known, felt like sinking into the ground beneath him. He'd baited the wrong human into cryostasis.... (Daria/Futurama)
• Popularity, by GlitterShrooms (COMPLETE!): “I’m going to do it Lilith! Today’s the day!” “What are you going to do Arnold? Swallow the lunch lady’s meat without throwing up?” she said with her Cheshire Cat smile. “No. No. No,” responded her best friend. “Today’s the day that I become the most popular kid in Hollywood High!” “And how do you, the most unpopular kid the universe has ever known, propose to do that?”

• Raft College: The First Year, by rglovejoy (Part 23): They walked down the hallway together. Daria felt a little uneasy, but not because Sam was holding her hand. His presence actually was helping, as she believed that she needed a strong protector right now. No, the problem was her lack of underwear. It became even more noticeable when they went down the stairs. Cool air brushed against her, making her blush. "Is everything alright, DeeDee?" "Yeah." At the bottom of the staircase, Daria quickly smoothed out her skirt. "This is kind of embarrassing, but can you keep a secret?"
• Sleepwalker, by Jim North (continued): Charles' corpse sat in a small pool of blood that almost appeared reflective under the sodium glare of the lamps overhead. Anthony and Claire looked down on the crushed body sadly, then slipped on the latex gloves they had pilfered from the inn's cleaning cart. After Anthony retrieved the abandoned tire iron and slipped it through one of the belt loops on his pants, the two of them got to work straightening Charles out. It was easier to do than they had expected. Rigor mortis hadn't had time to settle in yet, and the smashed bones gave the body even more flexibility than usual. Almost too much, as it turned out.
  
• Two Body Problem, by RLobinske (Part 1): Amy sat down on a leather chair and looked at the diploma she had just hung on the wall. A calendar on the desk reminded her that it was August, 1991 and that she had three weeks until Tennyson University was again filled with students. For now, the halls were mostly quiet, with only a few staff members, other faculty and the occasional graduate student wandering the halls. More than enough time enough to settle into her new tenure-track position. She smiled and said, "Finally." Her auburn hair was pulled into a ponytail and her t-shirt was half-soaked with sweat from moving into her office at Tennyson University.

• Unnamed story (Crossovers Still Crossing Over), by Brother Grimace (COMPLETE!): "Hammer Man—Hammer! Hammer Man—Hammer! Whenever there's a crime, 'Round the Lawndale property line, Bad guys better beware, 'Cause the Hammer Man will be there! (Daria/Hammer Man)
  
• Unnamed story (Crossovers Still Crossing Over), by Charles RB (COMPLETE!): "Daria..." Tom thought through his lie, realized it was stupid, and just went for broke... (fairly obvious crossover)
  
• Unnamed story (Crossovers Still Crossing Over), by Jim North (COMPLETE!): My name is Tom Sloane, an astronaut. A radiation wave hit, and I got shot through a wormhole. Now I'm lost in some distant part of the universe on a ship—a living ship—full of strange alien life forms. Help me! (Daria/Farscape)

• Unnamed story (Crossovers Still Crossing Over), by Wormbait (COMPLETE!): Daria stared at the filthy man with the shaggy blond hair and beard, dressed in tattered clothing and tried to remember the last time she had seen him, certainly long before she had met Jake, her mum's current boyfriend. (Daria/Yellowbeard)
  
• Unnamed story (Crossovers Still Crossing Over), by Wraith (COMPLETE!): "Okay, Jane, I knew this school was... odd when I first got here. But explain something to me...." (Daria/Cromartie High School)
• Unnamed story (Future Daria: Iron Chef or merely an annoyance?), by Charles RB (COMPLETE!): "This is Daria Morgendorffer, and if you are viewing this message it means either I've failed or my co-workers at Planet Express have done something incredibly stupid that ruined my careful plans. It will almost certainly be the latter...." (Daria/Futurama)
  
• Unnamed story (Jack), by Wormbait (COMPLETE!): Timothy O'Neill woke slowly to the dull ache in his arm from the tattoo Anthony had talked him into getting the other day....
• NEWER! Unnamed story (Iron Chef: The Terror of Metalmouth), by Greystar (COMPLETE!): Metalmouth knew he'd bitten off more than he could chew when the horde of co-eds tied him to a spit and began building a huge fire in a nearby roasting pit.
• NEWER! Unnamed story (Iron Chef: The Terror of Metalmouth), by Jim North (Part 1): Metalmouth chuckled softly to himself as he watched the two frightened teenagers flee from the woods. He hadn't been able to catch them, unfortunately, but he often enjoyed scaring the hell out of them just as much as he enjoyed tearing the flesh from their bones with his vicious teeth. (NEWEST! Part 2)
• MOST NEWEST OF ALL! Unnamed story (Iron Chef: The Terror of Metalmouth), by NightGoblyn (COMPLETE!): Ms. Li looked up in shock as the man barged into her office. He was tall, with dark hair, and seemed to be covered in dirt and dried blood. His clothes were filthy and worn; in one hand he carried a shotgun, and in the other... the other hand was in some sort of oversized, metal glove. "What's the situation?" he asked. (Daria/Evil Dead)
  

• Unnamed story (Why Jane is Daria's best friend), by Chris Tucker (COMPLETE!): "No, Daria. We're NOT going to that stupid Glenn Beck rally. We are putatively adults, we have good jobs, we have boyfriends, we don't have police records. We are going to keep it that way."
• Unnamed story (Why Jane is Daria's best friend), by Getrealordie187 (COMPLETE!): "What am I doing? God, I can't do this. Why did I think I could do this?" "Daria, you're freaking out. Take a deep breath and get a hold of yourself. You can do this. You're going out there and you're giving your speech and you're going to be the leader of the free world for the next four to eight years. You said you wanted it; now you have it. I'll be by your side every step of the way. Just like always."
• MOST NEWEST OF ALL! The Vision of the Burning Cities, by jtranser (continued): The Bogeyman smiled at his captive and, with relish, explained in detail what would be her final moments: "Your re-entry into the Earth's atmosphere will be spectacular!" "You mean I'll burn up?" "No. You'll be protected from that. What I have in mind is more spectacular and will confuse and frighten all who see it for decades. Indeed, it will be Fortean in its proportions!!" "You mean?..."' "Yes! You will appear in the skies above East Wilmerding, Ohio in A RAIN OF DARIAS!!!"
  
• Where Gods Hold Sway, by thatLONERchick (COMPLETE!): “Daria. Jane. Welcome back.” The auburn haired woman nodded and rolled her shoulders within the confines of her ash-grey suit. The stenciled pale grey outline of spread wings covered her back and curled around to her collar bone, an empty sword belt slung across her hips. Beside her, a tall brunette stood in like attire, the wings on her back stenciled in a blue so light it was almost white. The belts on her hips hung like gun holsters, though they seemed to be built for a different weapon.

• A Work in Progress, Subject to Revision: 9 to 5, by Chris Tucker (COMPLETE!): "Come on, Quinn! Answer your damned phone already!" The call went to voice mail. The call to the home phone went to the answering machine. "I'm going to kill her, I swear!" Another number was dialed. "Yo! Daria, what's up?" "Jane, you need to get to my place NOW. If Quinn is there, kill her for me, and then tell her you need a makeover, suitable for a job interview. I'll be home in 15 minutes. Go, NOW! I think I found a job for you." "On my way! Thanks!"

Still have not quantified all stories in this thread, but it will be done soon!