MaryAnne

After the gun had been knocked skyward, MaryAnne only had a few seconds to see the toaster coming back toward her. Instinctively she turned her face away and put her arms up to block it, pistol still in hand, and the metal applicance crashed against her before she pushed it away. The toaster fell to the concrete of the sidewalk and MaryAnne looked in time to see Brian take his escape through Rhuebottom's store. "ARGH!! You sonofa---!! I'll git you!!" She jammed the gun back into her holster. Before she took off after him, Daney had come up and Cully's battered Pontiac had come to a screeching halt behind Chance's Bronco. MaryAnne ignored the new comers and charged after Brian, following his path through the store and going out the same window he had. Rosco and Cully both did a double take, seeing MaryAnne take off after....something. Rosco looked to Dr. Walker and Hilery for an explanation....and was immediately troubled by the alarmed looks on their faces. "What the heck's going on?" he asked. (Cue anybody!!)

Time is due... Happy Birthday to Miss Valerie Strate and her author!!

In due time, Scoot... in due time.

Considerin' the troubles I have with Winders sometimes, ol' Billy Gates is not who I was thinkin' of. LOL. However, Teddy Roosevelt is someone I would certainly honor..... But nope, it's neither one of them. It's somebody else around here who's special in their own way. Lisa

Okay folks, here's what this is all about! I'm lookin' to challenge yer brains and spark some creativity. I'm currently putting together a lil' web page that will go into some more details, but I've been trying to come up with some fanfic challenges. So far I have a few categories with a few challenges all ready to go. Here's a breakdown of the categories I have so far.... Photo Challenge (write a story/scene based on a photo or image) Spark Word Challenge (write a story based on a spark word) Time Period Challenge (write a story/scene that takes place in Hazzard during a certain time period in history) Specific Elements Challenge (write a story that mentions specific items) One Set Challenges (write a story that takes place in one set, ie the Boar's Nest only, the Bank only, ect...) I'm gonna have three challenges up at once and you guys can pick n' choose which one's ya wanna do (or ya can do all three! LOL). I know with so many of us out there, that there's potential for a lot of neat and creative ideas. So get your thinkin' caps on folks! November 1st is the big date.... =) Lisa

MaryAnne had looked down at her badge after Brian pinged it and slowly turned her eyes up to look at him. Who the hell was this dude, flicking a deputy's badge and standing there like a peacock in strut with nothing more than a contraband toaster? Was he kidding?? He seemed kind of familar, but MaryAnne figured maybe she'd met up with this smarmy thief before. If MaryAnne could remember, she'd know who he was and would have had a witty reply. Instead, his stance and open jacket weighted down by unseen objects hidden within, set off every deep seeded cop alarm in her brain. She took a careful step back and the gun came out of the holster. "You're under arrest. Gitcher hands up against that car," she ordered, pointing toward the black Chevy with her other hand. (Cue Brian!)

I know somebody here who has a birthday comin' up....

Although MaryAnne was missing most of her memory at the moment, Chance was right. She didn't miss much else. And, with wearing a police uniform she knew she had various duties to attend to. Before Daney and the other car came screeching up, MaryAnne had stepped out of the Bronco and stood at the door way to the store, watching as Brian pilfered through the stuff. With one hand on her hip, the other resting on the butt of her gun in it's holster, she said in an authorative drawl.... "You got a lot of gall to come into a town after a disaster and steal things from folks." (Cue Brian!)

Certainly not me. Tryin' to think of a favorite Rosco moment but there's too many to mention. LOL. I did watch Deputy Dukes today and the dialouge between Rosco and Boss is classic. Boss: "Rosco, I promised your fat sister Lulu when I married her that I'd keep you from gittin' yer fool head shot off!" Rosco: "Well I 'preciate dat." And then... Rosco: "Yer beautiful Boss. Just beautiful." Boss: "Beautiful? Heh...real nice lookin' maybe but...definetly not beautiful!" Rosco (after Boss leaves): "Boy ain't that the truth. He's a mess-a ugly!" ROFL!!

I liked both Enos and Cletus and I really liked it when they were both on the show and they would fight over who was gonna drive the patrol car. It's really too bad that Rick left after Enos came back because the Dueling Deputies was always good for a chuckle. =)

Had MaryAnne been in her right mind, she would have reacted more to hearing Rosco's name among the injured that Cooter listed off over the radio. Being that as she wasn't, and everything Hilery had told her ealier was now just a jumble of echoing words, MaryAnne could only be generally, yet genuinely concerned for the folks, not knowing that one of them was her kin. She looked at Chance however, and nodded in answer to her question. "Of course..."

I think the ol' boy was startin' to feel left out.

With that great big grin on his face. Khee! A memorable Enos and Rosco moment.... I can't remember the name of the episode but it's the one where Boss swaps the patrol cars for the trikes. Rosco is not amused but Enos looks like a kid in a candy store. Boss says something and Enos says enthusastically "Yes sir, Mr. Hogg!" to which Rosco mimicks "Yes sir, Mr. Hogg!" sarcastically. ROFL!

When the rope had let go, the Bronco had slid back and MaryAnne hit the brakes. Fearing the worst had happened when the car crashed back down, MaryAnne jumped out of the truck and came around the other car to find that Chance and Hilery were okay and for that she was greatly relieved. Absently rubbing the bump on her head, MaryAnne looked at Chance, awaiting the answer to Hilery's question.

Gotta an email from a fan in the UK with the following message he asked to pass on to y'all... "To all UK fans of the Dukes, if you're watching Granada Plus on Sky Digital you will know that 'The Dukes of Hazzard' is currently being aired, if you don't know then check it out. Also Plus have set up a Dukes forum on their website, to which the forum is starting to building quite nicely. We fans on the forum are also trying to persuade Plus to screen Season 5 which has not been show. If you are interesting in visiting the forum and registering the link is http://www.plustv.co.uk/forums/profile.php?mode=register&ruid=217 Yee-haw!"

"Ok!" MaryAnne went to the Bronco and climbed into the big 4X4. She started the truck up, the engine whining in a high idle at first. With a push on the gas, the engine settled to a lower idle and MaryAnne put her left foot on the brake, kept her right foot over the gas pedal and had the Bronco already in reverse waiting for the signal. "When yer ready Doc!"

MaryAnne was hardly able to process everything Hilery had told her when Chance suggested a course of action for moving the junk car to get Hilery out. And obviously Hilery's situation was more dire than some silly bump on MaryAnne's head. She shook her own confusion away for the moment and looked at the car that Hilery was pinned under. "Yeah...." she said nodding.

MaryAnne didn't recognize her own name as it was spoken. She also didn't know the young woman pinned under the car or the one that had drove up in the black Bronco. But apparently they knew her. For a moment, MaryAnne had a deer caught in the headlight look. She didn't know who she was. Or where she was.... She looked at Hilery and blinked. "Who?"

What's a vacation?? Dunno if I've ever had one of those... Nope, can't forget the Sheriff. Khee! And as long as I'm around here, y'all won't.

MaryAnne had walked just a little ways from her busted patrol car when she heard the call for help. She stopped walking and listened, trying to determine which direction it was coming from. It sounded like the voice was somewhere ahead of her. She continued walking, hurrying her steps and looking around intently. When she came around the bend of the road, she saw the old junk car turned on its side and determined that's where the voice had called from. She walked briskly toward it. "Hello?" she said. "Somebody here?" MaryAnne walked around the car and saw Hilery on the ground, pinned under it. "Gah! My goodness..." (Cue Hilery!)

It had been the most hellacious ride she had ever experienced, and if she could remember any of it, she'd be seriously wondering how the heck she was still alive. Deputy MaryAnne Coltrane had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of a not so long lost cousin, Cully Dawson from Hollywood. His visit was to have been a surprise, although Rosco started to figure things out the previous day when he saw a letter on the booking desk amongst MaryAnne's things. Although he didn't read it, he recognized the return address in Los Angeles. In fairness to MaryAnne, he played dumb. Of course now, Mother Nature had dished out her own surprise. Once Rosco and Brian were out of the house, MaryAnne had spent most of the morning cleaning the house and getting the guest bedroom ready. She then headed out on her routine patrol. When the storm hit, she had no choice but to ride it out. She tried out running it but like an angry child, the tornado caught her, picked up the patrol car and threw it like a toy into a rocky ditch. The whole ordeal should have killed her. The patrol car was totalled, the frame having been completely busted. Windows were smashed out and fenders were buckled. Yet somehow, held by her seat belt in the drivers seat, MaryAnne Coltrane survived. She was unconcious for a good half hour or so until she slowly began to come around on her own. She had no idea where she was or what had happened, but her entire body ached from the ordeal. Her head didn't feel all that great either. She moved slowly, checking that everything still worked....one arm...another....one leg...the next. So far so good. With a shakey hand, she unclipped the seat belt and then reached to try to open the door. It was busted. But the window was open. Taking in a deep breath, she moved to climb out the window. She got as far as sitting her posterior on the door frame and she rested a moment. She looked across the vast white roof of the patrol car and noticed that a set of gumballs were sitting cockeyed off the back window. Gumballs? She eased the rest of her out of the window and stood for a shakey moment leaning next to the mortally wounded Fury. It was then she looked at her blue uniform sleeve....the patch on her shoulder....the badge on her shirt. Her head pounded now. Although physically she was sure she was going to be all right, she suddenly got this sickly feeling that something was desperately wrong otherwise. She looked around her and saw she wasn't too far from the road. With careful steps, she walked to it... (Cue anybody!)

ROFL! Ya know I saw that ya posted here and I was like, "naw, she didn't do what I did, did she?" Well lo and behold ya did. And I gotta chuckle outta it too. KHEE! Lisa

Details on this section coming soon....

Howdy folks! I set this General Discussion section under Fanfiction for all those occasions when somebody's got something to say but it's not a RR story, a story in progress or a Fanfic announcement. So you've noticed I moved some topics out of the RR section and over here. =) Lisa