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Angst

Horrid Exception by: Oberon [PG]

There were always shots fired when Limburger and the Biker Mice crossed. There were always (well, almost. It depended on how good Vinnie was feeling) explosions. There were always bruises, maybe even broken bones from the latest villian. There was even a case of carbon monoxide poisoning that almost resulted in the Biker Mice losing two members.

But never, ever, had there been something like this, that came so close to each mouse's heart.

Individual Miserableness Scales by: Oberon [PG]

Miserable Vinnie, on a scale of zero-to-ten.

0- Mouse feels no pain or anguish. Normal demeanor.

1- Maybe some itching from flea bath, but nothing unusual.

2- More itching.

3- Again, more itching. In places mouse can't get to.

4- Some pain. Will most likely hide in order to appear macho and perfectly fine.

5- Some activities impaired. Fellow mice will notice change in demeanor.

6- Half of all activities impaired. Only a retarded wombat would not notice demeanor.

Harley Meets Starlight by: Blades [G]

Disclaimer: The authors don't own the biker mice or make a profit off of them in anyway. This story is pure fiction and has been copyrighted by the authors. The other characters other than the biker mice that are portrayed in this story DO NOT EXIST but are a product of the author's imaginations and should not be used with out their permission.

TRAVELLER'S TRUE GIFT by: Blades [G]

Robynne's Rescue by: Blades [PG]

The earth night in Chicago was dreary and rainy, but for Robynne O'Toolstein, it was either keep moving or risk being caught by her psychotic father and have the life beaten out of her. Not caring whether or not she was soaking wet, Robynne continued to push her bike, NightRaven-a gift on her 16th birthday upon completion of the mandatory biker safety classes from her step-father SandDune and Stoker, to it's full capacity.

Comedy

Individual Miserableness Scales by: Oberon [PG]

Miserable Vinnie, on a scale of zero-to-ten.

0- Mouse feels no pain or anguish. Normal demeanor.

1- Maybe some itching from flea bath, but nothing unusual.

2- More itching.

3- Again, more itching. In places mouse can't get to.

4- Some pain. Will most likely hide in order to appear macho and perfectly fine.

5- Some activities impaired. Fellow mice will notice change in demeanor.

6- Half of all activities impaired. Only a retarded wombat would not notice demeanor.

Aspects of Love #2: If Slime Worms Be the Food of Love by: The Prodigal Fan [G]

The second of two Valentine's Day flash fics
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Partnership Day, Lord High Chairman Camembert mused. Every year it seemed to come round earlier. And it was becoming rapidly less meaningful. Once this celebration of marriage had been an exercise in crass commercialism – tacky greetings cards, and the rest. But the young fry these days increasingly seemed to think it was all about romance. He shuddered at the word. Where was the profit in that? Yet more old fashioned values fading away…

Vinnie and Charley Get Ready for Christmas by: The Prodigal Fan [PG]

A merry (and wholly innocent!) tale for the festive season.

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Today, Vinnie and Charley are getting ready for Christmas. Do you like Christmas? Vinnie does. See the mistletoe. Charley tells Vinnie to get the turkey and Christmas tree ready whilst she goes to town to do some shopping for presents and cards.
“Do you have any shopping to do?” asks Charley.
“Yes, I do” says Vinnie. Vinnie would like to buy Charley a nice present. Kind Vinnie.
When Charley has gone, Carbine comes in.
“Hello, Vinnie!” says Carbine.

The Night's Plutarkian Shore by: The Prodigal Fan [G]

Based on a favourite poem of mine, 'The Raven' by Edgar Allen Poe; the title is inspired by a line from that poem which refers to "...the night's Plutonian shore".

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a piece of land purchased at the cheapest price;
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone loudly rapping, at my Tower door, just twice.
“Visitors,” Karbunkle muttered, as he built some strange device,
“Could it be those Biker Mice?”

Ah, it was such dreadful pity, that ensconced in Windy City,

Throttle's Quiz by: Oberon [G]

Reviews welcome! :):):)

Name: Throttle

Age: 22

Homeland: Talmain, Mars

Species/Race: Martian Mouse

Fur/Skin color: Tan, with some extra fuzz on the noggin *grin*

Height: Five-and-a-half khell, six kharr (six feet seven inches in human terms)

Weight: Around... one-hundred-nine khnaa (one-hundred-forty pounds)

Parents: Flash, Gauge

Relatives: one younger brother, two adopted brothers, one adopted sister, three cousins, two aunts, two uncles, one sister-by-marriage

Married: um, no.

Children: nope.

Drama

The First Big Mistake of Limburger's Goons by: inuficcrzy [PG]

You know someone had to have done this. Some idiot goon was going to be dumb enough to try something like this and underestimate the Bros' response. I guess some people just haven't heard of 'escalation of force.' Poor, dumb bastards.

I thought I'd try something different and do this from the point of view of Limburger's henchmen. Let me know if you like it!

The First Big Mistake of Limburger's Goons

A Cynic Doth Not Become Thee by: Oberon [PG]

It was a silly delusion. Very silly, but Throttle still believed it.

A little part of him thought that there was a limit to human evil, that a human could only do so much harm before they reached a invisible limit. Part of that was from the only humans he really knew were good- Charley, hell, she fixed their bikes for free, and Andy fed them for pennies. They were really very good people, and Throttle just subconsciously thought that so was the rest of humanity.

God, was he proved wrong.

The Gods Must Hate Vinnie Today by: Oberon [PG]

"Doctor Karbunkle?" Limburger's deep baritone wafted through the mad scientist's domain, startling Karbunkle and making him look away from his computer screens and windows.

"How is work coming along on the transmutation gene?"

"It's hit a snag," Karbunkle admitted. He motioned to the five-foot-long tube behind the glass in front of him, where two technicians were adjusting various tubes leading into the chamber. "There have been some unexplained chemical imbalances in the Darchron, but they're getting cleared up as we speak."

Horrid Exception by: Oberon [PG]

But never, ever, had there been something like this, that came so close to each mouse's heart.

The History Of His World by: Oberon [PG]

Nobody really knew much about the early life of Throttle. Carbine knew that he'd been in a home for orphans for a little while, and that both of his parents had died, but that was the extent of it. Even when they had touched minds, as a sort of birthday gift to each other (they'd been born in the same week) Throttle had firmly cut off that part of his mind to her. She didn't question him.

Especially after he'd said that her sleep would better if she didn't know.

[i]"Daddy! Don't leave me!!"

Horror

THE PHANTOM OF THE WORKSHOP by: The Prodigal Fan [PG]

Some time ago, on another forum, there was a discussion about how you could do a BMFM version of the novel/film/musical etc The Phantom of the Opera.  Well, I've bitten the bullet and done it!  It's closely based on the Andrew Lloyd-Webber musical, although with (sometimes heavily) altered lyrics to suit to setting, as well as BM characters replacing the originals, and the action moved to Mars in the early 1990s.  I've had to use three fan characters (Torque, Kickstart and Flintlock as Firmin, Andre and Buquet respectively).  Many characters have been twisted to a gr

is this really the biker mice by: Nefer-Tina [G]

One cold, horrible, dark night a young women with bright red hair, a fire coming out of her scalp, her eye was jades shining thought the night . She walked down the quite street with tears coming down her face, she thought of her best mates and how they hurt her so badly. Especially the leader who happed o be a tanned mouse who affected her the worst. How she hated letting them in her life why did them get so close to her.

Romance

Harley Meets Starlight by: Blades [G]

Letting go by: DivaFox [PG]

Letting Go.

Part One

“Hey Vinnie you’re gonna be late bro what’s the hold up?” yelled Throttle from the bottom of the stairs as he a Modo just smiled “well who’d have thought it huh Vinnie being the first to take that long walk” said Modo as he heard Vinnie crashing about trying to get ready “aint that the truth” Throttle said with a chuckle. “Ok, I’m ready so bro’s how’d I look?” Vinnie asked standing there in a black tucks with the grin that only Vinnie could have.

Aspects of Love #1: Charley's Choice by: The Prodigal Fan [G]

The first of a couple of flash fics for Valentine's Day - the time of year when Vinnie is buried under thousands of cards.

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Charley paced up and down, her fingers unconsciously tapping together. Eventually she gave a grunt of frustration, and hit the wall as if it had mortally offended her. This was stupid! She’s wanted this for more than ten years, and now she was going to give it away! But she had to… in the long run, it would probably be best for both of them…
Probably…
She was going to have to tell Vinnie they had no future together.

THE PHANTOM OF THE WORKSHOP by: The Prodigal Fan [PG]

The dawn of a new life by: rbhd73 [PG]

The Dawn of a New Life
Fox is dead, and, suffering from depression, Krystal flees Lylat, crashing onto Earth. Will she survive? Krystal/OC. Star Fox X Biker Mice from Mars.
Chapter I
The Nightmare
Note: Takes place one month after one ending of Command. The character Lexington Van Ridan is owned by Ax25 on deviantartâ€™s website and is being used with permission.
July 9th, 2475.