Well.... this is quite intresting. Origionally, my most 
prominent story was going to be
Ranma 1/2: The Current Generation. Spiner Moon was supposed to take a 
back seat to it;  Golden
Mop and it were going to be released at about the same rate 
(aproxamatley bi-weekly or once a
month each).
     To hell with that.
     I released Spiner Moon: Part one to the fanfic mailing list and 
got fairly good reviews
(understatement.... "bastard" is a good thing, right?). I released 
Ranma �: The Current Generation
up and got one letter (thank you). So now, Spiner Moon is going to be 
longer that origionally
planned and will probably be comming out faster than Ranma 1/2. Oh, 
and Golden Mop. It was
truncated into a one-off and re-titled "From Mishima With Love". It 
may be continued, probably
not. The response has to be VERY favorable for there to be more.
     And now, Spiner Moon, part two. 
     Kami-sama help you.
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 [Scene: the bridge of the Starship Enterprise. Serina has that huge 
sweat drop on her head, and is
debating between begging Luna for her help or getting the ensign's 
number. All of the other Sailor
Scouts are giving the scene their full attention....except for Ami. 
She is slowly edging tward the
replicator.]

 Ensign: Captain.... is something wrong?

 Serina: OH!!! You mean me! Heh heh...... ummmm.... I'm fine.

 Ensign: .......

 Serina: How do you say "........." anyway?

 Ensign: Dot dot dot dot dot dot dot dot, etc.

 Artimis: I think that means that he isn't saying anything.

 Serina: Ah... thanks, Artemis.

 Ensign: Sir.... is there any reason that you're talking to Spot? Hey.
.. what is he doing here
anyway?

 Serina: *cough*.... he's, um, here for.... advisory?

 Ensign: ...... [Sweat drop].

 Serina: There is is again.        

 Ensign: Oh.... we got a subspace message from Starfleet. Would you 
like me to read it to you?

 Serina: Ok.

 Ensign: Allright..... lesse.... aw, damn, not one of these again!

 Serina: What is it?

 Ensign: [sigh]..... it's a.... Jim Carrey  O gram.

 Serina: WHAT!? No way!

 Luna: [Looking to Ami, who is frantically waving with her hands for 
more time to do something
with the replicators]: Oh! Captain, you love those!

 Serina and Ensign: Really?

 Luna: YES!!!!

Serina: Ok.... make it so [thinking] Where did THAT come from?

[The Ensign sighed again pulled a data clip out of his pocket. He 
reached into his other pocket and
pulled out a viewer. He placed the chip in].

 Ensign: Switch.... ON!!!!!

[Jim Carrey pops out]

 Jim: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYA!!!! I am [swithing voice]Jyyyyyyyyyyim 
Careeeeey!!!!
Alllllllllllrighty then!!!!! Starfleet ASSES you to be on the look 
out for some fa-reeeky behavior of
your crew. There are some [pulling sliding glass door out of nowhere 
and opening it and closing it
while he yells] THEY Are IMPOsterS!!!!"Did I mention I have money 
shooting out of my ass for
acting like your 3rd grade class clown? AHHHHHH they brought by the 
disturbance!
WHOOOOOOO! The BORG are near DS9!!!! Feel like a fried egg!? Provcede 
there and
Sa-sa-sa-SURVEY!!! Do NOT try and follow my footsteps!

 Ensign: [getting over sickness]: Ugh....  Hey wait a minute. YOU'RE 
the imposters! 

 Rei: Shit! He figured it out!

 Lita: Who couldn't?

 Ensign: I'm gonna have you bust- [Suddenly, he is coverd in brown 
liquid] AUUUGH!!!!!
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS STUFF!?!?!?!?!

 Ami: NOW!!!!!!

[From out of the turbolift Rush Limbaugh waddles out, eats the ensign 
(shut UP Kathryn), and
waddles back in. The doors close behind him]

 Sailor Saturn [whispering.... duh]: Perhaps we shouldn't take that 
turbolift down, huh?

 Luna: Ami.... what did you do?

 Ami: It is quite simple. I entered the chemical formula for A-1 
sausce in to the replicator and then
transported it over looser boy's head.

 Serina: Oh? But your boyfriend isn't here.

 Ami: Don't MAKE me get real on your ass.

 Sailor Uranus [perking up]: ALLRIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I'll get the 
whi-... wait, that's a
metaphore, isn't it?

 Serina: Ewwwwwwwwww..... I don't even want to THINK about that!

[The turbolift (the other one) opens again and another ensign gets 
out]

 Ensign 2: Hi, have you guys seen Brian? We Ensigns have to stick 
together, we last about as long
as storm troopers if we don't. So... Have you....seen....him.....uh-
oh. [Noticed that all the sailors
are looking at him.... smiling.] Oh shit.....
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 [Scene: Geordie, Data, Deanna, Worf, and Q are all in Serina's room 
(Shut UP Kathryn!!!!!).
Data is on the bed, kicking up his 14 year old feet. Everyone else is 
sprawled out on the floor, save
for Q who is trying to levitatae.]
  
 Q: So I am to understand that I have lost all of my powers AND I'm 
stuck in this body? AND
I'M DATA'S FIANCEE?! [Q falls and goes thud for the umpteenth time]

 Geordie: You have to admit, it's not all bad.

 Q: Name one thing.

 Geordie: Ummmm... you have a big supply of roses?

 Deanna: Women love that.

 Worf: No, I have found that women are more responsive to huge robots.


 Deanna: You're kidding me.

 Worf: Nope. And I have dated a lot.

 Deanna: Who?

 Worf: I can't remember them all... B-ko, Skuld..... some red-head 
that worked by the
Gunbuster...

 Deanna: I get the picture.

 Q: And what exactly would *I* do with women? [Everyone starts to 
open their mouth] OH
GROW UP!!!!

 Data: Now, we also have to remember that we are "Sailor Scouts". You,
 from what I understand,
are Tuxedo Kammen [points at Q].

 Tom Servo: Then perhaps we should call him "Tuxedo Q-men!". [Everone 
turns to look/stare at
Tom.] Oh... sorry, I meant to ask what set MST3K is being filmed on.

 Geordie: You were cancelled by Comedy Central.

 Tom Servo: DAMMIT!!!!  We BUILT that network! We were there when 
their second best show
was "Almost Live", and Two Drink Minimum was a PREMIRE show instead 
of a being regulated
to "Stand-up, Stand-up" in clips! They OWE us!!!!!

 Geordie: Get in line.

 Tom Servo: Maybe a mail in campaigne will save us, perhaps- [Tom 
implodes] BOOOOM!!!

 Data: What caused that rockin' boom? It went mideaval on my  do!

 Deanna: I sense.... GREAT PAIN!!!!!

 Q: Oh, shut up. Whenever a character that is not supposed to be in 
the series is in here, they have
to be destroyed, cool or not.

 Data: Like Wesley.

 Q: What about him?

 Data: No, I said "Like Wesley", not "Like, Wesley".

 Deanna: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... guys.... what is this grey swirly thing 
above my head? [Deanna
points to orange swirly thing above her head]

 Q: Ummmm... that thing is orange 

 Deanna: No...... It's grey.... you're not under it, it must be the 
angle.... WAIT..... something is
comming out. Hey, it looks like- [Picard and Riker come out]

 Picard: I'm gay
 
 Riker: I'm gay.

[Not like THAT!!!!!!! [Large blocks saying "Ye authors Anger" falls 
tward Picard and Riker. They
dodge.... Deanna doesn't].

 Deanna: OOF!!! I sense...great.....pain... [passes out].

 Q: Ah, Captain! Long time no see. What brings you here?

 Picard: Riker and I hitched a ride with a "Babs Bunny" who drove a 
Mack Truck through a plot
hole and POOF! were here.

 Geordie: Great.... hey, Commander.... you look like a bun-

 Riker: Shut UP!!!!!

 Geordie: And who's gonna make me?

[ Just then, a youma burst in through the wall]

 Youma: Art though bored?! Step into a Slim Jim.... or a force bolt.

 Data: AHHHHH! Grody! COMMERCIAL!!!!!
[Fade to black]
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[Fade in]
[I said fade in]
[FADE IN, Goddamit!!!!!!!!]

 [Sailor Saturn steps in front of a the black screen]

 Saturn: Gomen-nassai, but.... well....this was supposed to be a toy 
ad, but Ban Dai and Playmates
are both fighting for this spot, with Dic and Paramount backing them 
up.

[ We see a bunch of old men on the floor wrestling to get a peice of 
paper that says "Ad slot #1"]

 Saturn: But.... we must combine our power if we are to stop Bill 
Gates and Mike Eisnser from
taking over the world.

 [We see Bill Gates of Microsoft and Micheal Eisner of Disney in 
their respective thrones]

 Bill: Gia

 Mike: Uranos

 Sailor Uranus: What?

 Mei-Mah: They're not talking to you! [smaks Uranus]
 Deanna: I sense great- OW!!!!!!! [Mei-Mah smaked her]

 Mei-Mah: Now where's that damn Min-Mei?

[Fade out]
[Fade in]

[Scene: The Borg Ship. The interior has been SEVERLEY redecorated. It 
now more resembles
the catacombs of the Negaverse. At the center, there is a large room, 
and in it a throne]

 Jadeite [from throne]: Ok people, roll call! Neflite!

 Neflite: Here!

 Jadeitie: Malekite!

 Malekite: Here!

 Jadeite: Transvestite!

 Zoicite: Dammit, I am NOT a transvestite!!!!

 Jadeite: Pamela Anderson!

[No response]

 Jadeite: Janet Jackson!

[No response]

 Jaditie: Oh well.... worth a shot. Anyway, you know why you're here..
..because you screwed up!
But unlike Beryl, I'm not gonna kill you. No, I resurected you. Once 
Beryl was dead, my spell was
broken and I hitched a ride through a temporal anomaly.

 Malekite: You..... hitchhiked?

 Jadeite: Yep. Two androinds on a piece of space debrie helped me; 
showed me how. Eimi and
Nuku-something. Anyway, we are gonna be living a care free life from 
now on!

 All of the "ite" family: Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!

 Jadeite: As soon as we get some dilithium crystals. [The entire  
ite' family, including Jadeite
flinches at the word "crystal"] So, I have a plan. We are gonna go to 
a place called DS9, and cut
off out impulse engines. They come out, we board, take the crystal, 
and run. Bing bang boom,
we're gone. And we don't have to do any more immoral stuff.

 Neflite: Is dating underaged red-headed humans considered immoral?

 Jadeite: YES.... well.... seeing as no human ever LIVES to a demon's 
age of consent.... sure, go
ahead.

 Zoicite: And just when does this plan take effect?

 Jadeite: We will be comming up on DS9 in 20 minutes.
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[Pan in on the old dark universe. Everything is shattered and 
destroyed, and Queen Beryl's dress is
laying on the ground, tattered. Suddenly, it starts to form, as if 
something is filling it out. 
A face appears.... and it is farmilliar.]

 Wesley: Shaaaa..... I feel like RuPaul.
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[Bridge of the Enterprise. All of the scouts and Darian  are lined up,
 with Luna addressing them]

 Luna:[pacing] You will find out who you are and what you do on this 
ship in a moment! Right
now you MUST learn that it is IMPORTANT that you act as a team.... no 
matter how outclassed
or overclassed you THINK you are! [the inner and outter scouts trade 
glances]. IS THAT
CLEAR?!

 All: Hai!

 Luna [still pacing]: You must stay in character of who's body you 
are inhabiting, and you must
not give away any tell tale signs that you are NOT who you will be 
pretending you are!
Remember! Know your team and don't give anything away!

 Luna: Example: URANUS!!!!!  Is Sailor Neptune's hair green/blue all 
over?

 Uranus: Hai! [winces as she realizes that she just screwed up royal. 
Neptune shoots her an evil
look.]
 
 Luna: And how would YOU know that? Yet still, it is good to know you 
team inside and out!
Study what they do... like in Serina's diary on Oct. 30.

 Serina: [panicking] : Ahhhh ahhhh [sweat drop] I can explain! 
Really! I had a few drinks with
Da-.. I mean some guy, things got a *little* teeeeeeeeensy bit out of 
ha-..... wait a sec... THAT
WAS
NOVEMBER 12!!!!!!!!

 [Luna turns to Ami and Rei]

 Ami: I swear! MI-6 came to ME for help! I didn't want to be a secret 
agent! AUUUGH!!!
 
 Rei: They said it was a part time job and... and.... Bean said that 
the stuff in the trunk was flour
and I only had to drive it to the refinery...

 Luna:.... I was going to ask you the time.

 Rei & Ami: ...............

 Serina: There it is again!
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[Scene: Serina's room.... well, add ST:TNG characters running around 
screaming and Youma
with Deanna in a headlock.... oh, and don't forger the gaping hole in 
the wall.]


 Geordie: We need music to fight by! Play "March of the Valkyries"!

[The Robotech OP starts up]

 Geordie: Nevermind 

 Youma: HahAHAHAHA! See what I did to HULK HOGAN!!!

 Deanna: Ow! Ow! Ow! Data! Help me!

 Data: As soon as I remember my lines!

 Deanna: LINES!?!?!?!?

 Picard [in Sasami's normal clothes]: I need my aid flying over my 
head to transform!

 Riker: No way in hell! Sorry, sir, but I don't have on my Air Kirks. 
I don't have any ups without
them.

 Worf [grinning evily]: Heh heh heh.... no problem, sir.

[Worf bends over to pick a struggling Riker-ohki.]

 Worf: Blue 42! HUT HUT!!!! [He fakes being handed off to. 
Realization of what Worf is going
to do dawns on his face]

 Riker: Oh SHIT!!!!

 [Work chucks a Hail-Mary pass over tward Picard]

[Cut shot to Picard changing into Pretty Piccy!] 

 Riker [overhead]: 
aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! [THUD]
(Doppler effect.... c'mon, work with me people!)

 [Picards "ring of hair" turns blue, and superlong blue ponytails 
sprout in back]

 Youma: Great...now we wait for 2 minutes while he she does a special 
move.... maybe I could
order a piz- OW!!!! [Picard just beaned him with the cane] HEY! You 
can't do OW!!!! [Piccy just
did it again]. No fair! I have a hosta- [WHACK] ok, she's free!

 Data: I remember my lines!

 Riker: Mmdkd dlfjd tiidm

 Data: Huh? [Turns to see Riker half in and half out of the wall....
head first]

 Worf: Heh Heh.... wooops.... maybe I over did it a little bit. [Runs 
over a stunned Youma and
pulls Riker-ohki out of the wall]

 Riker: I'm a 10lb cabbit now, not a 160lb man! COMPENSATE!!! And I 
said "HURRY UP and
TRANSFORM!!!!"

 Data: Right! Geo Prism... no, wait... MOON PRISM POWER!!!!! 

[Actors take 5, Data transforms]

 Data: Um... I'm done [actors resume places]

 Data: I AM SPINER MOON, CHAMPION OF JUSTICE! I FIGHT FOR..... uh....
I FIGHT
FOR..... um.... ah....

 Riker [whispering]: Meaningless sex.

 Data: MEANINGLESS SEX!!!!!!! IN THE NAME OF THE MOON....hey, wait a 
minute...

 Youma: Hah! Do you think that you can hit me with slow "Moon 
Frisbie"? 

[Suddenly, a rose plops on the Youma's head]

 Q-men: Damn.... they don't come starched.

 Data: Oh! Tuxedo Q-men! My hero! [hearts for eyes]. Ewwwwwwwwwww....


 Q: I don't like it much more than you do.

 Youma: Do you think that stupid little rose will stop me! Ultimate 
evil armpit lock! [Grabs Worf
and headlocks him... with Worf's head in the Youma's armpit]

 Worf: Mmmmmmmmmmm.... smells like momma's home cooking on the 
Klingon homeworld.

 Q: Picard! Give me your pole! I can use it!

 Picard: Ok [hands Q the pole]

 Q: FORE!!!!!!! [whops the shit out of the Youma with it]

 Youma: Unnnnnng.....

 Geordie: I see! You stun him and then Data can hit him with that 
"Slow Moon Frisbie"! Brilliant!

 Q: Uhhh... yeah, sure. Exactly.

 Data: MOON TIARA....... MAGIC!!!!!!!!!! [Frisbie flies... ah, you 
know the speil. But what's left
behind is.... a buisness card?]

 Deanna: *cough*.... huh.... this says.... WESTLEY CRUSHER EVIL 
AGENCEY!?!?! 

 Picard: Huh.... We will do any evil for you. Where have I heard 
something like that?
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