![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Lol! Folk, try this: take one of your fanfics, and Bablefish it into French, then German, and back to English. Actually, consider yourselves tagged. ^_^
Original: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2216323/1/
OMI: I am a fan of, how I believe that they call it, Kimomi? (it makes eyes with Kimiko)
Kimiko: If it is your kind to ask me dance, OMI, surely.
Loam: (at Ashley), is not it? (the elbows and take its hat away),
Ashley: Why not? If I handle me will not then ask.
Handle/jet: But I will require Ashley/Kimiko!
Handle looks at jet, the gesticule.
Jet: Wants to dance?
Handle: Meh, only. Br slow it down the dance.
Wuya presses its head by the Dickicht. Kimomi always dance regardless of the size size of Ashley, and the loam have their arms around mutual, and handle and jet are a little too close.
Wuya: What? How is it that I will conquer the world and it has my descendant rule, if these two are merry? Will I mean very good plans again to begin!
It turns a sphere, a finger on the country of the side enfon1çant, which became opposite in America, "Japan! Claws of tiger gold!"
In Japan...
Wuya: Bwah hectar hectar hectar!
Spectator: That, which one one resembled, to laugh badly!
Wannabe#1: You are please my bad nemesis!
Wannabe#2: Is not my bad nemesis!
Wuya: Number. Thanks...
Wannabe#1: I need a bad nemesis, because without one I cannot be a good type
Wannabe#3: Draw its candidacy back you, I the world of this bad witch will save!
Wannabe#2: But I am a usual child, who is about to have a large adventure!
Wannabe#1: I would fairly be a type superbe muscly!
Wannabe#4: Connect my bad team!
Wannabe#5: It did not want to connect my good type team as le-un-que-être-times-corn-devenir-bonne!
Wuya: Are you moved?
Wannabe#1: And the superpowers!
Wuya: Go it - into!
Wannabe#2: Which is your name?
Wuya: (escaped to), claws of tiger gold!
Wannabe#2: Hear that, nemisis bad officiel ismy of claws of tiger gold!
Wuya arrives over the backs estafilade at this imaginativeness, which in addition a dish from chisel crystal has.
Wuya: Not Japan! Too many wannabes like handle! Now... Far away of America and Japan which are distant? And also I do not want China these children of Xiaolin on my tail... Although I do not have a tail, technically.
It turns the sphere still. "Austrailia? If it, which were said in such a way, the magic sphere of the OH... Claws of tiger gold!
In Australia role-badly a breath bleaches in addition on the desert wind.
"perhaps there is... something... here for the control of the world not enough... I will go to the house into Ireland! For indeed I am Irish! If you had not guessed/advised, Heylin is indeed an Irish family name! (you convert, so that everything turns green), the gold tiger scratches!
At the tariff...
Kind of tariff: I am deeply betruebt, but, if you make nae, have a passport...
Wuya: Is it that green everyone could not be thns Ireland?
Kind of tariff: Yes, a fair, gamine point I assumed that you want that one this the latter? (a sheet carries),
Wuya: (bed) the arget0_0_unterstuetzungsgruppe or LSG would like to help you... What?
Backwards with the troop...
Handle leans inside for a kiss of Reimundo, which turns again to its friends without the previous report. Handle seems disappointed. Katnappé goes just far away from the loam as hedoes that-same, it takes the jacking equipment arm goes on outside.
Jet: So...
Kimiko: Deeply it betruebt that I did not save the last dance jet to you...
Jet: (acting nonchalant), the OH is not worried, I has just with handle danced...
Kimiko: the OH (vibrated), ok then (break), wait said handle?
Jet: What?
OMI: It fraternising with the enemy!
Jet: Was so the loam.
OMI: (to the other one), it plans, to betray us... Still!
Jet: None I not... At least I plan...
Kimiko not: are you merry?
Jet: Wha? Not! uh.. Why do you require?
Kimiko: No reason... (break), but you and handle did not dance terriblly closely...
Jet: Were you like that and are that OMI, which makes a Lesbierin for you?
Kimiko: That does not make anything...
O_o I must have a lot of time on my hands...
Oh, and the English to French turned Omi into OMI and Clay to Argile, then the French to German 'translated' Rai to Strahl, Jack to Klinke and Argile to Laum (and Kimiko aquired 'nicht' before her name), and then the German to English turned Strahl to Jet, Klinke to Handle, and Laum to Loam.
Original: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2216323/1/
OMI: I am a fan of, how I believe that they call it, Kimomi? (it makes eyes with Kimiko)
Kimiko: If it is your kind to ask me dance, OMI, surely.
Loam: (at Ashley), is not it? (the elbows and take its hat away),
Ashley: Why not? If I handle me will not then ask.
Handle/jet: But I will require Ashley/Kimiko!
Handle looks at jet, the gesticule.
Jet: Wants to dance?
Handle: Meh, only. Br slow it down the dance.
Wuya presses its head by the Dickicht. Kimomi always dance regardless of the size size of Ashley, and the loam have their arms around mutual, and handle and jet are a little too close.
Wuya: What? How is it that I will conquer the world and it has my descendant rule, if these two are merry? Will I mean very good plans again to begin!
It turns a sphere, a finger on the country of the side enfon1çant, which became opposite in America, "Japan! Claws of tiger gold!"
In Japan...
Wuya: Bwah hectar hectar hectar!
Spectator: That, which one one resembled, to laugh badly!
Wannabe#1: You are please my bad nemesis!
Wannabe#2: Is not my bad nemesis!
Wuya: Number. Thanks...
Wannabe#1: I need a bad nemesis, because without one I cannot be a good type
Wannabe#3: Draw its candidacy back you, I the world of this bad witch will save!
Wannabe#2: But I am a usual child, who is about to have a large adventure!
Wannabe#1: I would fairly be a type superbe muscly!
Wannabe#4: Connect my bad team!
Wannabe#5: It did not want to connect my good type team as le-un-que-être-times-corn-devenir-bonne!
Wuya: Are you moved?
Wannabe#1: And the superpowers!
Wuya: Go it - into!
Wannabe#2: Which is your name?
Wuya: (escaped to), claws of tiger gold!
Wannabe#2: Hear that, nemisis bad officiel ismy of claws of tiger gold!
Wuya arrives over the backs estafilade at this imaginativeness, which in addition a dish from chisel crystal has.
Wuya: Not Japan! Too many wannabes like handle! Now... Far away of America and Japan which are distant? And also I do not want China these children of Xiaolin on my tail... Although I do not have a tail, technically.
It turns the sphere still. "Austrailia? If it, which were said in such a way, the magic sphere of the OH... Claws of tiger gold!
In Australia role-badly a breath bleaches in addition on the desert wind.
"perhaps there is... something... here for the control of the world not enough... I will go to the house into Ireland! For indeed I am Irish! If you had not guessed/advised, Heylin is indeed an Irish family name! (you convert, so that everything turns green), the gold tiger scratches!
At the tariff...
Kind of tariff: I am deeply betruebt, but, if you make nae, have a passport...
Wuya: Is it that green everyone could not be thns Ireland?
Kind of tariff: Yes, a fair, gamine point I assumed that you want that one this the latter? (a sheet carries),
Wuya: (bed) the arget0_0_unterstuetzungsgruppe or LSG would like to help you... What?
Backwards with the troop...
Handle leans inside for a kiss of Reimundo, which turns again to its friends without the previous report. Handle seems disappointed. Katnappé goes just far away from the loam as hedoes that-same, it takes the jacking equipment arm goes on outside.
Jet: So...
Kimiko: Deeply it betruebt that I did not save the last dance jet to you...
Jet: (acting nonchalant), the OH is not worried, I has just with handle danced...
Kimiko: the OH (vibrated), ok then (break), wait said handle?
Jet: What?
OMI: It fraternising with the enemy!
Jet: Was so the loam.
OMI: (to the other one), it plans, to betray us... Still!
Jet: None I not... At least I plan...
Kimiko not: are you merry?
Jet: Wha? Not! uh.. Why do you require?
Kimiko: No reason... (break), but you and handle did not dance terriblly closely...
Jet: Were you like that and are that OMI, which makes a Lesbierin for you?
Kimiko: That does not make anything...
O_o I must have a lot of time on my hands...
Oh, and the English to French turned Omi into OMI and Clay to Argile, then the French to German 'translated' Rai to Strahl, Jack to Klinke and Argile to Laum (and Kimiko aquired 'nicht' before her name), and then the German to English turned Strahl to Jet, Klinke to Handle, and Laum to Loam.