At 07.31 6.4.1997 -0400, you wrote:

Here's my entry to the contest.

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Priscilla Asagiri was mad. NEGAV Inc. had murdered her boyfriend. 
He had been Priss's life, and she was hell-bent to get some revenge,
no matter that NEGAVs Youmas would sure kill her. Suddenly her way
was blocked by a red sportscar, which stopped right before her.
As the driver, some smoothly dressed corporate woman, stepped out
Priss immediately grabbed her and pinned her against the car.
"You're from NEGAV right?"She hissed. "You made a big mistake coming 
here alone, lady."
"I'm not from NEGAV, Priss." The woman answered. She had some kind of
weird moon-tattoo on her forehead. "I'm here to help you. My name is 
Luna Stingray, and you, Priss, are the next incarnation of Saber Moon."

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there!
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The Martian
Jussi.Nikander@nixu.fi
Nabla is your friend.