You can find fiction, videos and all about Toby and Chris in
http://archive.nu/oz/

And more about Lee and Chris
http://www.leetergesen.net/

http://www.christophermeloni.com/

And if you like fan fics a lot you should join in

http//groups.yahoo.com/group/TwistedSisterhood
http//groups.yahoo.com/group/OzBeyond the Rainbow

Fiola






>From: "Sandra Esparza" <s.esparza@...>
>Reply-To: ozfanficclub@yahoogroups.com
>To: <ozfanficclub@yahoogroups.com>
>Subject: [Oz Fan Fic Club] One Question...
>Date: Sun, 9 Mar 2003 12:06:15 -0800
>
>     Um...Where would I find Oz Fan Fiction in the Oz Fan Fic Club?  I did
>find fiction, but only after logging on to an entirely different sight:
>
>http://www.geocities.com/bk_asylum/
>
>     Is that the location I would find stories to read?  I just don't want
>to miss out on anything!
>
>Sandra, BKObsessed
>
>
>
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>


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Um...Where would I find Oz Fan Fiction in the Oz Fan Fic Club?  I did find
fiction, but only after logging on to an entirely different sight:

http://www.geocities.com/bk_asylum/

     Is that the location I would find stories to read?  I just don't want to
miss out on anything!

Sandra, BKObsessed



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Fantasy eases reality,
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Coconuts ease thirst,
Trust eases apprehensions,
Confidence eases debility,
Obsession eases extinction,
Belonging eases desertation,
Coordination eases manipulation,
Solutions ease aberrations,
Plantation eases afforestation,
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Assimilation eases ruination,
Brotherhood eases enmity,
Sunlight eases depression,
Salt eases lacklusterness,
Fragrance eases boredom,
Sponge eases roughness,
Herbs ease disease,
Enigmas ease pragmatism,
Embraces ease professionalism,
Smiles ease frustration,
Dance eases hypertension,
Art eases solitude,
Philanthropism eases greed,
Innovation eases staleness,
Mysticism eases hopelessness,
Rainbows ease oblivion,
Dwelling eases wandering,
Moonshine eases blackness,
Caring eases insecurity,
Deeds ease aimlessness,
Nostalgia eases routine,
Sleep eases turmoil,
Deodorant eases perspiration,
Rain eases drought,
Butterflies ease seriousness,
Nature eases pompousness,
Fun eases age-limits,
Divine eases impediments,
Mothers ease rigidity,
And love eases life….

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RESERVED.




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MAY THE COMING YEAR, bestow upon you bountiful riches,

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Here's my divinely friend; wishing you and all those
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every day; A VERY
BLISSFUL AND CELESTIAL " HAPPY NEW YEAR "



©COPYRIGHT—2002, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS
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EVEN GREATER…


It was great to wholeheartedly smile; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was
spreading its celestial essence to the most miserably
orphaned quarters of this boundless Universe,

It was great to marvelously fantasize; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was
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caste; creed; or religion; to profoundly do the same;
alike,

It was great to stupendously sight; but an irrefutable
feeling even greater than that; was philanthropically
assisting all those besieged with gruesomely
devastating blindness; immortalizing their dreams into
an eternal reality,

It was great to eat tantalizing food; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to
feed the horrendously famished and deprived; witness
them blossom into the celestially benign citizens of
tomorrow,

It was great to dress up ravishingly beautiful; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to
embellish every miserably abandoned infant; with the
ornaments of perpetual love and care,

It was great to invincibly marry; but an irrefutable
feeling even greater than that; was to unite
passionately palpitating hearts all across the
fathomlessly magnificent Universe; in threads of
everlasting romance,

It was great to incessantly march towards your
benevolent goals; but an irrefutable feeling even
greater than that; was to educate and profusely
transpire all those indiscriminately sucking each
other's blood; with the perennial fragrance of
humanity,

It was great to acquire astronomical wealth; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to
help the treacherously afflicted destitute;
magnanimously bequeath upon them a dwelling of vibrant
compassion; sequestering them from the vicious
onslaught of neglect,

It was great to have Herculean muscles jutting
profoundly from all quarters of your body; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to
massacre the parasites of evil in entirety from this
colossaly gregarious earth; relentlessly tower tall as
the ultimate harbinger of all mankind,

It was great to have scarlet blood cascading
poignantly through your intricate veins; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to
save as many innocent lives as possible from
despairing extinction; in the tenure of your
transiently fading life,

It was great to melodiously sing; but an irrefutable
feeling even greater than that; was to harmoniously
pacify all traumatized agony incinerated due to
malicious manipulation; with the supremely magical
cadence in your voice,

It was great to uninhibitedly dance; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to
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disastrously maimed; uplift their impeccable souls to
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It was great to illuminate your abode with blazing
light; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than
that; was to Omnipotently enlighten all those hutments
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unprecedented suffering,

It was great to mischievously philander through the
aisles of unfathomable desire; but an irrefutable
feeling even greater than that; was to return their
ecstatically lost childhood's to children; brutally
pulverized by ostentatious norms of the stinkingly
rigid society,

It was great to tower barefoot upon the summit of the
gloriously unconquerable mountain; but an irrefutable
feeling even greater than that; was to mitigate
derogatorily castigated humanity from chains of
lecherous slavery; hoist them to forever exist above
the surreally romantic clouds,

It was great to be successful in every acrimonious
examination of your life; but an irrefutable feeling
even greater than that; was to pioneer all those
hopelessly shattered lives; towards the epitome of
bountifully resplendent prosperity,

It was great to be sagaciously truthful; but an
irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to
disseminate the elements of peace; brotherhood; and
symbiotic existence; in every organism that you
holistically encountered in your blissful way,

It was great to royally breathe; but an irrefutable
feeling even greater than that; was to bestow life
upon all immaculate entities despondently crumbling;
rejuvenating the cold-bloodedly insidious globe once
again; into an overwhelmingly mesmerizing paradise,

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perpetually coalesce every cranny of this
aristocratically glittering planet; in the winds of
compassionate sharing; in waves of impregnable peace;
over and above all; in unassailable petals of
inseparable mankind….

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AUTHOR: Amberina
E-MAIL: amberflower426@...
WEBSITE: http://www20.brinkster.com/amberina
MAILING LIST: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/amberina
RATING: PG-13
PAIRING: Giles/Oz
SPOILERS: takes place S3 Buffy
SUMMARY: Nothing matters when Oz is in his arms.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, never was, never will be (probably.)
FEEDBACK: Ooh, yes, of course I want it!
ARCHIVING: List archives, Loaded, Laconic. Anyone else? Just e-mail
me to let me know, and give me a link, and you can have it.
NOTE: The song lyrics at the beginning are mine. They're not very
good, but they're what inspired this fic. What inspired the lyrics?
Well, I was doing dishes and the first few lines popped into my head
out of nowhere. I'm not very musical, so that's pretty unusual. So,
enjoy!


IN THE NIGHT
By Amberina


When the sunlight fades
And the day turns to night
When the moon hangs in
The darkened sky
That is the time
That is when I come to you
That is the time
That I hold you
In these moments I know
That this is not right
But does it faze me?
No, not in the night

He comes to me when it's dark and the moon looms overhead reminding
me of what I am. Boy. Man. Human. Werewolf. Gay. Straight. I am
everything, I am all, yet somehow, when in his arms, I am nothing,
and yet I am more. "Me" and "him" disappear, and it's just "us," and
it doesn't matter if we're boys or men, humans or werewolves, gay or
straight, we just are and it's amazing. We lose ourselves in each
other, and we forget, at least for awhile, who we really are.

Oz. Giles. We're one in the same during those magical midnight hours,
but during the daylight, things are different.

When the sun beats down brightly on his glasses, and they reflect the
light into my eyes, he looks at me with a tinge of guilt coloring his
beautiful hazel eyes. Or are they green? Maybe they're green in the
daylight hours, but at night they are a rich brown that fades to gold
and eventually to a pale, haunting greenish-blue that gives me
chills. During the day, though, they're probably just green, with
guilt making them darker, more complex. He feels guilty about our
relationship in the daylight hours. He thinks he's taking advantage
of me. What he doesn't know is that I'm taking advantage of him.

When the sun hangs in the sky like an angry fireball ready to crash
down on our lies, I am Oz, Danny to my parents, and I am Willow
Rosenberg's boyfriend, recent addition to the Scooby Gang, guitarist
for the Dingoes. I am this and I am that, but at night, I am no
longer. I disappear into the passion, and I crave that. I use him for
it, I use him for the passion.

There's guilt in the daylight, but in the night, there's sex, and
there's the melding of two bodies and it doesn't matter anymore.

Nothing matters when I'm in his arms.

THE END

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TITLE: Chaos Theory
AUTHOR: Amberina
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MAILING LIST: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/amberina
RATING: PG-13
PAIRING: Tara/Oz (friendship only), Willow/Tara and Willow/Oz in
essence, seeing as they're both in love with her
SPOILERS: "Tabula Rasa"  &  "New Moon Rising"
SUMMARY: Oz convinces Tara to go back to Willow.
DISCLAIMER: Joss is evil. But he is also a genius, and he created both
Oz and Tara. I can't claim them as my own, so I won't. Joss and his
minions at Fox, UPN, and Mutant Enemy own all. Dammit.
FEEDBACK: Please. This is my first story centered on Oz, so I need to
know what you think.
ARCHIVING: Want. Ask. Take. Have.
NOTE: If Tara had left Sunnydale at the end of "Tabula Rasa."


CHAOS THEORY
By Amberina


It  was  the  kind  of  day  Oz  savored.  Crisp  but  not  cold,  the
wind  blowing  cooly  against  his  skin.  The  air  smelled  thick
with  rain,  the  promise  of  storms  to  come.  He  loved  storms.
He  always  wondered  why  other  people  didn't.  There  was  nothing
better  than  going  outside  barefoot  and  standing  in  a  big
puddle,  just  let  the  rain  pour  down  on  you.  But  that  was
just  him,  he  guessed.

He  entered  the  greasy  spoon  in  anytown,  USA.  It  was  actually
called  Annie's  and  it  was  actually  in  a  little
hole-in-the-wall  town  called  Chaos,  about  thirty  miles  outside
of  Kansas  City,  but  it  still  remained  what  it  was.  The
bells  connected  to  the  large  glass  door  jingled  overhead,
signaling  his  entrance.

Oz's  nose  was  assaulted  with  the  pungent  odor  of  coffee  and
disinfectant.  What  a  place  to  dine.  But  it  was  the  only
place  that  had  anything  remotely  resembling  food  in  a - at
least - twenty-five  mile  radius.  And  Oz  was  starved.

Well,  not  actually,  but  pretty  near  close.  He  had  been
driving  all  day,  with  no  break,  not  even  for  the  bathroom.
Not  that  he  had  somewhere  to  go;  he  didn't.  He  just . . .
didn't  feel  like  stopping.  It  was  like  he  couldn't  control
it.  And  then  he  came  across  this  little  town,  Chaos,  and  he
was  drawn  to  finally  stop.  And  he  was  drawn  to  this  diner
in  particular.  He  couldn't  explain  it,  didn't  even  try.

He  took  a  seat  in  a  back  booth  so  he  could  better  observe
the  other  patrons.  That's  what  he  did,  he  observed.  He'd
drive  around,  write  songs,  pick  some  town,  play  their
coffeehouse  for  a  bit,  study  the  people  living  in  the  town,
get  some  money,  and  head  out  again  for  an  other  place.  It
was  as  regular  a  cycle  as  his  lycanthropy  used  to  be.

He  was  still  doing  the  exercises  and  taking  the  herbs  he
got  in  Tibet.  The  only  thing  he  had  to  worry  about,  really,
was  road  rage  now.  He  never  did  like  when  people  flipped
him  off.

Annie's  was  a  brightly  lit  place,  buzzing  with  the
conversations  of  the  regulars.  It  had  been  so  long  since  Oz
had  had  an  actual  conversation,  the  idea  seemed  almost
foreign  to  him.  It  occured  to  him  that  that  was  probably
exremely  unhealthy,  but  who  was  he  going  to  talk  to?  The
burly  man  with  the  "MOM"  tattoo?  His  waitress  named  Donna,
who  looked  suspiciously  like  a  Don?  Or  maybe  the
oil-splattered  fry  cook  in  the  back?

His  exsistence  since  Sunnydale  was  a  solitary  one.  By
circumstance,  not  by  choice,  but  thus  it  was  anyway.  He  was
getting  so  far  away  from  human  interaction,  or  any  kind  of
connection  at  all,  that  his  song  writing  began  to  suffer.
Not  many  people  knew  he  wrote  song  lyrics,  besides  Willow.
The  thought  peirced  his  heart.  Just  the  mere  idea  bubble  of
her  made  him  want  to  cry,  but  what  was  the  point?  Besides,
he  was  far  too  manly  for  that.

He  left  Willow  and  Sunnydale  behind  two  years  before.  It  was
a  complicated  story  starting  with  not  being  able  to  control
the  wolf  inside  him,  and  ending  with  Willow  taking  a
girlfriend,  a  pretty  girl  named  Tara.  There  was  a  lot  in
between  those  two  points,  but  he  didn't  like  thinking  about
them.  He  didn't  like  thinking  about  any  of  it.  It  hurt  too
much.

His  order  came  with  very  little  delay,  which  he  was  thankful
for.  His  stomach  was  so  hungry,  he  felt  it  was  chowing  down
on  his  internal  organs.  Not  a  good  feeling,  to  say  the
least.

He  dived  in  and  let  the  flavors  play  across  his  tongue.
Greasy,  salty,  but  so  delicious.  That  was  when  she  entered,
the  bells  connected  to  the  door  jingling  behind  her.

Tara.  Wearing  a  long,  filmy  skirt,  a  shimmery  purple.  Royal.
Her  top,  a  simple  white  button-up  blouse.  Minamalistic.
Down-to-earth.  There  was  something  inherently  sad  about  her.
She  ducked  her  head  in  uncomfortable  embarrassment  as  some
lowlifes  made  catcalls  at  her,  and  made  her  way  to  a  booth
in  the  back.  Right  in  front  of  Oz,  her  back  to  him.

****

Tara  slid  into  the  booth,  felt  her  cheeks  burning  red.  Why
did  men  have  to  be  such  jerks?  Another  reason  why  women  are
better,  she  thought  as  she  opened  her  menu.  But  she  didn't
really  look  at  it,  instead  she  just  sat  in  deep  thought.

About  Willow.  She  loved  Willow  more  than  she  thought  it
possible  to  love  anyone,  and  yet  she  had  left  her.  She  knew
Willow  loved  her  in  the  same  way,  yet  she  had  violated  her
to  the  highest  degree.  She  wanted  to  cry,  but  she  couldn't,
not  here.

She  would  eat,  and  then  catch  her  bus.  She  didn't  know
where  she  was  going,  she  just  figured  she'd  hop  on  whatever
bus  was  the  closest  to  departure.  Not  something  she'd
normally  do,  but  these  weren't  normal  circumstances.

Her  waitress  was  named  Donna.  She  had  a  sneaking  suspicion
she  was  more  of  a  Don,  but  that  was  none  of  her  business.
She  ordered  the  only  thing  she  thought  her  stomach  could
handle - chicken  strips  and  fries,  no  sauce  or  ketchup.  She
figured  honey  mustard  would  just  push  her  over  the  edge  and
send  her  running  for  the  bathroom.

Donna  brought  her  food,  and  leaned  down.  "That  boy  behind
you  is  checking  you  out,"  she  whispered  into  Tara's  ear.

Tara  felt  her  face  flush  again.  "I'm  sure  he's  not."

Donna  smiled.  "I'm  sure  he  is,"  and  then  she  made  her  way
back  towards  the  front  of  the  restaurant.

Tara  thought  about  it  for  a  moment,  then  descreetly  turned
her  head  back  slightly.  The  guy  looked  away  as  soon  as  he
caught  her  gaze  but  she  could  still  tell  who  it  was.  It
was  Oz.

She  looked  away  quickly.  What  was  the  chances?  This  was  too
weird.  She  was  running  away  from  her  true  love  only  to  run
into  someone  who  had  once  loved - maybe  still  loved - that
true  love.  She  ducked  slightly,  hoping  he  hadn't  noticed  it
was  her,  or  possibly,  that  he  didn't  remember  her.

****

Oz  debated  with  himself  whether  or  not  to  say  anything  to
her.  Finally,  he  decided  that  it  would  be  rude  not  to.  It's
not  like  he'd  wolf  out,  right?  He  hadn't  in  years.  Actually,
since  the  last  time  he  saw  her.

Just  do  it,  he  thought  to  himself.

"Hey,"  he  called  out,  and  Tara  turned,  a  bashful  look  on
her  face.

"Oh,  hi,"  Tara  said  softly.

"You  wanna  sit  back  here?"

Tara  seemed  to  be  debating  with  herself,  but  she  finally
said,  "O-okay,"  and  moved  back  to  sit  at  his  table.

"How  have  you  been?"  Oz  asked,  tentative.

"I  left  W-willow,"  Tara  blurted  out,  and  then  blushed.  "I
d-didn't  mean  to . . . Um,  she's  been - m-maybe  I  should  start
at  the  beginning?  It  started  when  Buffy  d-d-d-died."

What?  Oz  thought?  Buffy  had  died?  "Buffy?"

Tara  blushed.  "I  figure  you'd  like  to  know  how  Willow  is
doing.  A-and  she's  not  good.  Well,  B-buffy  was  fighting  with
this  h-h-hellgod  named  Glory  and  she  got  d-dead - I  mean,  she
died."  Tara  sighed.  "G-goddess,  where  to  s-start?  Well,  first
of  all,  you  n-never  knew  Dawn."

Oz  furrowed  his  brows.  "I  knew  Dawn."

"No  you  didn't.  You  only  think  you  did.  Dawn's  the  K-key,
and . . . "

****

As  Tara  began  to  lay  the  whole  story  on  him,  she  felt  her
nervousness  melt  away.  Oz  wasn't  bitter,  or  at  least  not
bitter  enough  to  change  into  a  werewolf.

"Wow,"  Oz  said  simply,  after  she  was  done  talking.  "Willow's
. . . "  but  he  let  himself  trail  off.

"She  said  she  was  going  to  quit  magick,  but  she  had  said
that  before,  too.  I  just  had  to  g-get  out  of  there,"  Tara
said,  directing  her  gaze  at  the  cracked  formica  tabletop.

Oz's  words  now  were  sharp,  comanding.  "Go  back  to  her.  She
loves  you."

"B-but - "  Tara  started.

Oz  shook  his  head.  "Running  is  not  the  answer.  If  I've
learned  anything,  it's  that.  Go  back  to  her.  I  can  tell  you
love  her,  and  you  will  never  forgive  yourself  if  you  don't
go  back.  She  needs  you  now,  Tara."  It  was  the  first  time
he  had  said  her  name  and  it  struck  something  in  her.

Tara  nodded,  and  got  up.  "Thank  you,  Oz."

He  shrugged.  "Don't  mention  it."

"No,  really,  thank  you."

"No,  really  don't  mention  it  to  Willow.  She  doesn't  need  to
know  about  this."

Tara  nodded,  and  offered  one  last  "thank  you"  before  jogging
to  the  bus  station  in  the  rain,  knowing  that  it  was  Willow
she  was  running  to,  so  that  made  the  pouring  rain  that
soaked  her  to  the  bone  worth  it.

****

Oz  paid  his  bill  silently  and  made  his  way  back  to  his
van,  feeling  a  strange  sense  of  accomplishment.  And  he
smiled.

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I HAVE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO GET IN TO SEX FEET UNDER
I THINK IT AN OK SHOW BUT I JUST TO MUCH IN LOVE WITH OZ AND SEX AND
THE CITY I GUESS

Hey!  I was wondering if anybody's bought the soundtrack for Six Feet
Under yet?  I bought it the other day and it's one of the best albums
that I've bought so far this year, I love it :)  If you haven't heard
about it, or if you wanna check out the tracklisting, you can go to
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We need more activies in the boards. anyone have any ideas?

Here's a challenge.<br><br>Let's say both Toby
and Keller gets thrown in the hole. Now their
hormones or whatever, goes overdrive and they want to be
with each other but cant for obvious
reasons.<br><br>Write one where they tell each other what they want to
do to each other. well you get my drift.. ahem..
anyhow.. if youre still not clear on what this challenge
is about. feel free to ask.<br><br>good luck.

Well, here we go.<br><br>Hi y'all, <br><br>Some
of you might know me, and some may not. My name is
Mark. To answer the first part of the question, my
favorite character is actually a pair, Tobias Beecher and
Chris Keller. As to the second part, that's a bit
tougher. While I myself am a writer of B/K fanfic, I would
have to say that there are some writers out there who
are so much better than I am. As to who's is best, I
honestly can't answer that because each writer is very
unique in how he/she writes, so I think each story is
wonderful in it's own unique way.<br><br>So, there's my
answers, looking forward to hearing from the rest of you
all. And, should any of you be interested in reading
some of the fic that's out there, feel free to send me
an email and I can get you started.<br><br>take
care, c-ya!<br><br>m

Hello to all the new members.<br><br>Lets get the
ball rolling now shall we.<br><br>Let start with who's
your favorite characters in Oz, the best fic you've
ever read and/or just introduce yourself.<br><br>Hope
to hear from you guys soon.<br><br>till then,have a
wonderful Beecher-Keller Day.

Welcome. I wont be making any long speeches. Sign
up, have fun, talk about everything under the sun,
just make sure its On Topic Please.<br><br>Spammers
and Oz Hater are not allowed. They will be banned
from this club. No offence, but Only Oz Lovers live
here.<br><br>I personally love Beecher-Keller so thus my website
at <a href=http://www.geocities.com/bk_asylum
target=new>http://www.geocities.com/bk_asylum</a><br><br>So,
once again, welcome. Till then, have a nice
Beecher-Keller Day.<br><br>~Founder~

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