MaryAnne

Welcome back! =)

A license to be lazy? I didn't issue that license. Looks like it might be time to issue a suspension... I noticed in another thread that a taser got your attention right quick. Now why didn't I think of that when I started this effort at Positive Reinforcement?

Why do I get the feeling this is going to go down hill really quick? LOL Um, ahem, well anyway uhh, okay, putting this topic back on track heah...this is supposed to be trying to put Brian to work here and it obviously ain't working. As usual. Unless I start implementing some Dire Threats with Serious Consquences. I hate going to such extememes ya know.... Well, actually I don't because it usually works. Heh heh... Hmm....lemme think now...

And you are the best, cousin. You are the best. Khee!

Just goes to show ya Alex, flattery will get you nowhere! LOL

No, that's Val!

Well, from a few sources. The first, when I was in elementary school I used to read the Babysitter Club series of books and one of the characters was named Mary Anne (spelled with the spacing in between). I tended to identify with her the most as I read through the series of books while growing up. The name always stuck with me, more or less because that spelling of it I didn't see very often. (I've seen Marianne, Mariann, Mary Ann, ect...) There's also a couple of songs that I like that have the name MaryAnne (or some such spelling there of) in it. The first is from the '60s by a group called The Four Seasons called "C'mon Marianne." The other is from the '70s by Boston called "More Than a Feeling" which has the line "I see my Marianne walking away..." Of course, there was also Marianne on Gilligan's Island. LOL Anyway, since the girls in Hazzard seemed to always have the two name first names (Cindy Lou, Cindy Mae, Daisy Mae, Sue Ann, ect) I figured I needed one of those kind of names. And it goes well with Coltrane.

And Alex would be a lost soul who wouldn't know what to do with himself! LOL

I do.

I think my username is pretty self explanitory for those who know me as a DOH fanfic writer. MaryAnne Coltrane is my created character. =)

Hey, I ain't just another pretty face around here. I actually do work! And keeping Brian in line is pretty much my full time occupation. Like Brian pointed out, if he were to succeed me in my job, he'd have to yell at himself. And he'd be too lazy to even do that. The place would crumble at that point and he knows it. I have other duties too. Umm....*looks at job descrption* "Other duties as assigned." There, see? I have other duties too! I just don't exactly know what they are or when they'll be assigned.

Hey everyone! Thanks for the all the b-day wishes. I did have a great day, gorged myself on chocolate cake, got some flowers and some nice presents. Khee! Which, it was a good thing I had the cake because Alex went and ate the snacks and drank all the Pepsi. LOL Usually that's something Brian would do! ROFL Let's do this again next year eh?

At least, those that don't have the stupid iPod earbuds in their ears! Those people never hear anything! Ah yes...tell 'em about tearing off BOTH mufflers on Diablo a few weeks ago, cousin...

*looks at watch* Whups, looks like I missed that deadline. Hmm...maybe I am qualified to handle your position afterall. I had my doubts for a bit but it's clear I had no problem blowing off that deadline. But I can't give up my title. Sorry. Mine's a For Life position. At least, until such time as Meadowmufn decides to fire me, either for not getting you and me to stay on task or I trip a cord and blow up HNet. *cough* Again. Um...a secretary! There ya go, Brian, looks like Julie there would be more than happy to be your secretary. She'll probably pick up your dry cleaning, bring you lunch, re-stock the vending machines and take care of all those other housekeeping issues that neither one of us can keep up with. Maybe Alex can help ya out too, he's a strong guy, he can lug in all those cases of Pepsi and stock the machine. You'd do that, wouldn't ya Alex? Why didn't I think of this before? I believe the word is called DELEGATING. Brilliant!

"Hello, Operator? Would you help me place a call please...." ROFLMAO

Given Brian's rate of return, Daney, it'll be more like a "Sperryville Remembered." Yes, Brian, it is necessary to use "or else" to get your attention. It obviously worked this time. So ya drank all the Pepsi? I see. Well that machine doesn't fill itself ya know. But I suppose refilling the vending machine is like using the toliet paper. You use the last of the roll and then leave it there for somebody else to take care of eh? Can't get a new roll out of the closet and change it? So you can't refill the vending machine? I gotta do everything around here? There is no way a can of MaryAnne would cost seventy-five cents. I'm at least worth a buck-fifty. Now speaking of doing things...you've certainly demonstrated that you have time to listen to the sound of your own voice. I mean, look at your post count! 1600+! No wonder nothing gets done. I suppose if I applied your work ethic to myself, I'd have 1800 posts by now. And the front page of HNet would still be talking about the 2005 movie. Since when do we have deadlines? Since....right now. And you know what a stickler I am for deadlines.... MaryAnne

Brian, Not to be too demanding or anything but...where's that update to the front page of the site you promised, oh two months ago? And what about that DukesFest summary? And how about some of the other news tidbits and items you've found but haven't done anything with? Oh, and how come there's no Pepsi left in the vending machine?! Please get back to me ASAP. Or else. MaryAnne

Who says I'm not watching this thread? You know, I am a girl of many, many wonderful talents. I had no idea that anybody would ever wonder about my parking skills! Certainly the fifty car pile up would appeal to my style of mass chaos. However, if I have a limited amount of space to work with, I prefer to apply the "Officer Mahoney" theory of parking. Put the car up on two wheels and slide it between two other parked cars. Upon successful parking, shout praise to the heavens: "It fits! The damn thing fits!" Hilery had a fine example of that with this pic.... But this pic... Man, now that takes some talent. I haven't graduated to that level just yet. Gimmie time tho'... Now, what's this about the P meaning "Park" ? My car's a standard, there is no "P" on the gear shift....

With the arrival of another possible victim, and half of the county already in the booking room, Rosco certainly had his hands full. Finally he asked for everyone to leave, except for the young woman and her father. He had them wait in his office while he cleared out the booking room. "Awright everybody git goin' now, I gotta lot of stuff to sort through here. It's gonna take some time to determine who this Xavier dude really is and everything. So y'all get on and let me do what I gotta do here..."

Meanwhile, Brian -- thoroughly annoyed by Xavierwhoever and his potshots at tires -- had snuck around the back of the cabin, found an old shovel and creeped along the outside wall of the cabin with it toward the window Xavier was standing at. Xavier, distracted by the questions coming from Bo and Angelena, didn't hear Brian as he crept up closer, raised the shovel and then delivered a grand slam home run against Xavier's head, the old metal shovel singing with a marvelous CLANG! as it made contact with Xavier's face. Xavier fell back into the cabin and hit the floor. Brian dropped the shovel, reached for his gun inside his jacket and jumped up onto the open window sill. At the same time, Rosco kicked open the cabin door with gun drawn and directly behind him was MaryAnne, hefting the shotgun from Rosco's patrol car. "Drop your weapons!" Rosco barked at Xavier's two accomplices. "Put your hands up!" Guns clattered to the floor and the two men put their hands up. Brian came up behind the two men and checked them for any additional weapons, tossing out another gun from one man and a knife from the other. "They're clean, Sheriff." "Good..." Rosco approached, holstering his gun and removing the handcuffs from his belt. He cuffed each man and then pushed them to sit down on the floor. MaryAnne, meanwhile, was checking on Julie. Bo came up with her inhaler in hand. Xavier was still out cold on the floor. Brian stepped up and looked down at the alleged "cousin." The hit from the shovel would more than likely leave a nice bruise later, but otherwise the man looked unscathed in the face. "He don't look like me," Brian grumbled. 'He don't look like any of us." Rosco walked over and looked down. "That's cuz you smashed his face in with that shovel." "Aw, shoot, he'll recover from that. Heck it might even be an improvement for 'em in the long run. Khee!" "Well, he looks enough like ya to be confusin'. Soon as he wakes up, we're gonna git some answers from 'em." "Damn right we're gonna get some answers. He's also gonna pay for mah tire..." Brian let his gaze rest for only a moment before turning away. He walked over to where Julie was being consoled by her family. "Miss Julie...are you okay?" (cue JulieDuke or anyone)

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Meanwhile, a line of cars comes to a slow quiet stop just back from where Jack Morrison's Caprice is parked. Rosco, with Brian and MaryAnne behind him in Diablo, followed by a black Mustang, followed by Enos and Cletus in their patrol cars and .... I think we got everybody. Engines were shut down and Rosco stepped out of his car, signaling back to everyone to stay put for a moment. Behind the wheel of Diablo, Brian watched Rosco approach the Caprice and was replused by the site. He didn't care to be in such close proximity to a known enemy and the urge to either attack or run like hell was strong. The only thing keeping him held pat at the moment was MaryAnne sitting in the passenger seat beside him. He finally settled on a vocal complaint. "Why the hell is he here?" he grumbled. "Hush," MaryAnne said. "He might be here because Julie's a CSI in Atlanta. Let's get Julie out of trouble first, expose whoever's smearing the name Coltrane and when that's said and done then we'll worry about any other reason's Jack might be here." Brian shook his head. "If he's here because Julie's a CSI in Atlanta, he got here damn quick. He's here looking for me, don't kid yourself. For years she always thought it was me that compromised her. It wasn't. But he probably sniffed that out somewhere and followed her when she came back here to Hazzard. He's here for me, cousin. Julie's troubles are just a temporary detour." "Hey," MaryAnne said sternly. "There's a young woman being held hostage in that cabin. Stop worrying about your black clad hide for a minute." Brian's hands briefly gripped the steering wheel harder. A mortal enemy was less than twenty feet away and he wasn't supposed to worry about his own hide? He was about to argue that point and then released his grip on the steering wheel. MaryAnne was right. Julie's situation called on all involved to put aside whatever differences there were to see that she was safe. Maybe Jack was in Hazzard to find Brian, but at the moment the Lieutenant was talking to Rosco and pointing toward the cabin. Another person's life was at stake and Brian knew Morrison enough to know that the Lieutenant was at least honorable enough to not take advantage of the situation. He sighed. "Yeah, you're right," he said. "I'm sorry." MaryAnne nodded. Rosco was walking away from the Caprice and toward them. He stepped up to Brian's window. "Well, they're outnumbered for starters," Rosco said. "There's three dudes up there with Julie. No matter what, tho', I'd prefer not to get into a negotiation with these idiots. I'd rather try and get the drop on them and get Julie out. Whatchya think?" "These guys armed?" Brian asked. "Probably." "There's three of them?" MaryAnne asked. "Yep." "Send Brian up," she said cheerfully. "He'll take care of it." "Khee! That's what I'm afraid of." Brian grinned and looked out the windshield toward the cabin up the road and up on the knoll. He was quiet for a long moment and then he chuckled softly. "Kheehehehheheh...." He then looked at Rosco. "Cousin Sheriff, I'd be happy to go up there and take care of this lil' problem for ya..." "You got an idea?" "I do. Naturally tho', I can't do it all by myself and I'll require y'all's assistance. Here's what I'm thinkin'...." (cue anybody)

A lot of actors have ties to the cast members of the Dukes, who were never on the show. Why don't we just invite everybody who's ever been anybody in Hollywood for the past 30 years to this thing and call it Old Home Day? LOL Like Clint Eastwood. Catherine was in "Thunderbolt and Lightfoot" and Clint took some of Jimmie's acting classes. I mean, c'mon, Adam West? Who's sponsoring DukesFest this year, TVLand? Next they'll be having David Hasselhoff at the thing and they'll call it the Retro 80's Television Reunion and they'll run races between all the General Lees and all the black T/A's that show up. And dang if you're one of them fans that has both cars. Which car do you take? LOL And forty bucks? That ink better be gold...

*Sheriff Rosco stood by KITT in the Boar's Nest parking lot, holding the photograph KITT had printed of the suspect.* "Now lemme get this straight. This fella first claims to be a Coltrane cousin and he just kidnapped Julie Duke and y'all say that he says he's the guy that...that... well, did that awful thing to Julie twenty years ago?" *Michael nods* "That's right, Sheriff. He drives a black Mercedes. KITT, did you get the license number for the Sheriff?" *Inside the Mustang, lights blink and circuitry goes to work. Another piece of paper spits out of the console. Michael grabs it and hands it to Rosco* *Rosco stared at the car* "What the heck is that?" "I am the Knight Industries Three Thousand," *KITT said, introducing himself. "I am the most highly advance machine in existence with superior intellectual capabilities and the most sophisticated technology so far produced." *If Rosco was at all surprised to have a car talk to him, he didn't show it* "Right. Couldn't stop a kidnapping in progress tho' could ya?" "Uh, well, I..." "Hush! If you're so darn sophis-tee-cated, you tell me where that Mercedes is!" "I may not have too. There is someone on the CB calling for you, Sheriff." "There is? Oh. Well, you just wait here, I'll be right back." *Rosco walks over to his patrol car, where Jack Morrison's voice is coming through with a repeat call. Gets into the car and picks up the mike* "This is Sheriff Coltrane, who I got out there?" "Lieutenant Morrison of the Atlanta Police. Sheriff....I just witnessed a kidnapping from a road house called the Boar's Nest." "Julie Duke? You seen what happened?" "I did. She got hauled off in a Mercedes and taken to a cabin. I'm there now and she's inside." "Where are you?" "That's the hard part. I haven't got a clue where the heck I am!" "Well how far away from the Boar's Nest do you think you are?" "Probably about ten miles." "Do you recall what direction from here you went?" "South." *Rosco nodded to himself* "I think I know where you're at. It's a cabin set back from the road and up on a little knoll right?" "That's exactly it." "Khee! We'll get this dude easily." "Dudes. There's more than one." "Oh, he's got help eh? Well, so do I. Do me a favor Lieutenant, keep an eye on them while I round up a posse." "Be glad to Sheriff." "Then you can tell me what the blazes you're doing in Hazzard." "Uhh...right." "I'm gone..." *Rosco left his patrol car and walked back to Michael and KITT.* "I know where Julie is, if you two can handle it, I could use some help." *Michael nods* "Certainly, Sheriff." *Rosco turned to go into the Boar's Nest where Brian and MaryAnne were coming out* "Rosco, did we just hear who we think we just heard on the CB?!" *MaryAnne asked.* "You did, but did you hear what he said?" "Somebody kidnapped Julie Duke?" *Brian says* "What's that crazy kid got herself into now?" "I don't know, but whoever kidnapped her....is claiming to be a Coltrane." *Brian blinked startled* "A Coltrane? What?!" "He's gotta be lyin', Rosco." *MaryAnne says* "He is. Because no Coltrane would do what this dude's done. C'mon, let's go get Julie and see if we can straighten this mess out. You can follow me." *Brian turns to MaryAnne* "You wanna ride with me?" *She nods and everyone disperses for vehicles. Only with a parting glance does Brian and MaryAnne both notice the fancy Mustang with the red ligh bar on the hood* "These new fangle cars are getting more and more tricked out each day..." *MaryAnne mutters. Soon a parade of cars is on the road, following Rosco in his patrol car* (cue anyone)

*Inside Boss's office, a blue clad deputy sits at the desk not getting much of her work done. Concern for her kin runs strong and she has had to fight the urge to get up and leave the courthouse to go out and find him, to know what was going on. If anything was at the moment. Maybe Jack really did go back to Atlanta...but MaryAnne knew better than to hope so foolishly* *The cautious voice of Daney Duke at the door broke MaryAnne's troubled thoughts. Giving up on the work she had yet to even start on, MaryAnne stood up and went to the door. Seh opened it and came out of the office* "No thanks. What I want doesn't exactly come in a bottle..."