Nihao!
You wanted an MST, you got one. (It�s Christmas and I have nothing to
do.) I�ll post this on the FFML and email a copy to you. I don�t think
it needs to be on the BGCFC. Just remember, you asked for it. ~_^
Jusenkyo Guide
(Night time at the office of Jusenkyo Productions, known to most of the
world as the JTSU computer lab at the University of Nevada, Reno. A
darkened computer screen lights up in a blinding light, three figures
can be seen to emerge from it. When the light clears Skuld, Nene, and
Washu are standing there. An alarm goes off, shattering the silence.)
Skuld: Shhhhhh, let�s not let the whole world know we�re here!
(Washu calmly walks over and punches in the alarm code. She then pulls
up a seat in front of the computer, Nene and Skuld do the same.)
Nene: So how did JG know the password to this place?
Washu: He works here as a lab attendant.
Skuld: So how did you get it out of him?
Washu: (Grinning) I just pointed out that I could doctor some photos of
him and his best friend together, then show them to her mom, his mom,
and the rest of their friends.
Nene: And that worked?
Washu: Yes, he seems to think that everyone is trying to get him and her
together.
Nene: Are they?
Washu: Who cares? Let�s get on with this one.
(Washu calls up Hotmail and quickly types in the Guide�s username and
password)
Skuld: So what is his password anyway?
(Washu leans over and whispers it to Skuld)
Skuld: (Angrily) Why that.... that hentai! Next time I see him it�s
mallet time.
Nene: (Ignoring the angry goddess) So what�s the story?
Washu: Bubblegum Conspiracy.
Nene: Sounds good.
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Yeah, the title's a bit cheesy. But hey this fic was written in
an hour and I had no other title idea.
Skuld: Oh I don�t know, sounds pretty good to me.
Nene: Well you�re an X-Files fan, anything to do with conspiracies
sounds good to you.
Skuld: You�re and X-Files fan too you know.
Nene: Well I�m in a conspiracy.
(Washu rolls her eyes)
************
The man was waiting for someone. A man
like him
was always waiting for someone. A cigarette glowed it's weak light in
the
dark alley from the man's lips while he waited. He was dressed in what
he
called the 'ordinary man' clothes. White shirt , black blazer, black
pants,
topped off by a red tie and a slightly battered brown fedora.
Nene: It�s either Fargo on a bad day or (Skuld chimes in) Cancer Man!
Washu: Where did that deep drumming come from?
Skuld: FX
He heard the footsteps. He didn't look up
from his
place.
He waited until the footsteps stopped right across him and a figure
leaned
back against the wall. He saw the patent leather shoes and the edges of
a black coat. He knew that the man across him was wearing a tuxedo and
was probably quite pissed off.
Washu: My name is Bond, James Bond.
' This better be good. The opera tickets cost me a whole bundle.'
The man snickered as he took a drag from his cigarette.
' If GENOM completes it's current project , the opera ain't gonna be
worth
much.'
' What do you mean ?'
' GENOM retrieval units found one of our little trinkets. '
All three: Oh no! Barney is lose in MegaTokyo!
Nene: Not even the Knight Sabers can handle this one.
' Good God ! Who did it belong to ? '
' It was Max's before he got offed.'
' If GENOM ever finds out what that thing can do? we're in deep shit.'
' If that were'nt bad enough, it seems GENOM is going to find out our
little
secret even without one of our playthings.'
' What !?! You don't mean Project Charon has been approved ?'
' I tried to stop it. But, hey, I ain't no James Bond.'
Washu: My mistake, I guess he isn�t.
Skuld: Who�s speaking? I lost track. I mean there could at lest be he
said type of deals.
' This is bad , kid. Really bad.'
' You're tellin' me.' He said before he went into a coughing fit.
' You know those things are gonna kill you.'
' Heh ! Been smoking since sixteen and I'm still strong as an ox.
Anyway,
I called in an expert.'
' What for ?'
' For dealing with our little problem with GENOM.'
' What's he gonna do ?'
' Everything. Even blowing up GENOM tower. But he'll try every thing
humanly
possible to keep this low profile and nothing traced back to us. '
Nene: Blowing up Genom Tower is keeping a low profile?
Skuld: Maybe it�s Largo?
Nene: Naw, it has to be Fox Mulder. What do you think Washu?
Washu: (Munching on popcorn) It�s Mihoshi.
(The other two shutter)
' They're that close aren't they ? You sure this expert can do the job.
'
' Don't worry. He's gonna do fine.'
' I'm still uncomfortable about this. I say we move out and leave the
expert to
handle this. That way we got nothin' to lose.'
Skuld: (Bouncing up and down in her seat) I know! I know who it is!
Nene: Who?
Skuld: That guy off of Pulp Fiction, you know, Mr. Wolf or something
like that.
Washu: How did you get to see Pulp Fiction, you�re underage.
Skuld: Am not, I�m more than two billion.
' Fine with me. '
' Let's get outtta here. The stench'll seep into my clothes.'
With that the two men walked out of the alley. One went out the other
side and
went into a rusty old car. The other chose the direction he came from
and
entered
a stylish black Porsche. A smirk was on his face as he considered what
sort of
trouble their little expert would cause GENOM.
Nene: OK, maybe it IS Mihoshi after all.
GENOM was going to be in a world of hurt for the next couple of months
and the
best thing about it was they didn't even know who hit them.
***************
In a sleazy bar on the other side of town a
woman
entered.
She was a beautiful woman , early twenties, short black hair , wearing a
businness suit that didn't fit the atmosphere of the place and an icy
demeanor
that could freeze your socks off.
Nene: Sylia will just LOVE that description.
Everyone in the bar ignored her probably because
they were all passed out or they were busy looking into their mugs of
beer.
All except for one. That person was in a niche in the far wall, the
obscuring
shadows hiding him , nursing a bottle of beer. She spproached the table
and
took a seat.
Washu: Where is this taking place anyway?
Nene: C� Lave I think.
Skuld: Ever been there?
Nene: (Pouting) No, Sylia says I�m too young.
' Good evening , Ms. Stingray. I see Fargo has informed you about the
disk in
your
possesion. I am quite sorry if I cannot let you know my name. Business
like the
one
I'm involved in is quite risky with names. Did you bring the retrieved
disk ? '
' Yes.'
' Well then , this should be easy.' He said as he brought out a
suitcase and
set it out
on the table. An audible click and a quick open and close, just enough
for Sylia
to see
the money.
' 500 million . Cash. Enough to let you live a very long, happy life.'
Washu: Not the way Sylia�s going.
Sylia brought out a small DVD disc and laid it out on the table. Her
campoanion's hand
reached for it.She covered it with her hand.
' How am I sure that the money in the suitcase is real ? And what's
inside the
disc ? '
' Ms. Stingray, me and my associates deal in good faith. We never welch
on
deals. It's a
matter of principle.'
' Good faith isn't something you see everyday in the business we're in '
' Ahhh. But we are an exception.' He said as he pulled a wallet from his
pocket.
A badge
and ID were on it.
' Interpol. Badges can be faked and IDs forged.'
' Then we just have to trust each other won't we. Besides the security
on the
disc you have
in your possesion can only be from either government sources or a big
company.
Namely
GENOM. If GENOM knew about your little mercenary group, You'd probably
be dead
by now.'
' I still don't trust you. But you can have the disk. The encryption
program and
the security
measures on it could'nt be cracked even by our hacker. It may as well be
a
paperweight for us.'
Nene: Hey! I can hack into anything!
Skuld: Bet you couldn�t hack into Yggdrasil.
Nene: Why would I want to? I already have access.
' I applaud you decision , Ms. Stingray. I think we must leave
separately so as
not to incur
suspicion.'
With that the man stood up and took the disc and went out the back door.
Moments later Sylia's Porsche moved out of the parking space in front of
the
bar.
Washu: Ano... Doesn�t Sylia have a Mercedes Benz?
Nene: Yup, it�s a 1954 Mercedes-Benz 300SL, a classic according to
Mackie.
Skuld: I thought she drove around in that big truck.
Nene: Nope, Mackie drives the truck, and it�s only used for moving the
Knight Sabers and their equipment.
Washu: I bet you and Mackie have spent a lot of time in the back of that
truck.
Nene: WASHUUUUUU!!!!!!!
Behind the bar, the man was holding his cellular phone to his ear.
' Madigan, a message just arrived for you. '
Skuld: Ut oh!
Nene: Where�s the next part?! I want the next part!!!!!
***************
There. At least three conspiracies are about to hit Megatokyo and I've
got two
down already.
BTW, I need Priss' dead boyfriend's name.
Nene: I think it�s Jesse, at least that�s what I heard, Priss won�t tell
me.
C&C is welcome. Hey, MSTs are begged for.
(All three together) You asked for it!!!
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' Writers are the torchbearers of civilization. We're set in a corner
only we
can illuminate.Some of us are searchlights, able to cast a beam into the
far reaches of the human soul.Some of us are candles , barely able to
sustain a glow against the darkness. Nevertheless the words I write
are important, because light is additive. Another's light doesn't
diminish
my own. Our lights together make us stronger.'
- (After much paraphrasing and reaaranging) Roger
Martin
Washu: Hey I like that one, very kewl quote.
Nene: I loved the fic, although I might want to talk about that not
being able to hack thing with the author.
Jusenkyo Guide: I�m glad you ladies approve.
Skuld: Uh, hi JG. We were just leaving.
JG: Right.
Nene: See you later! (Opens a porthole, Skuld and Nene walk through it.)
Washu: (Grinning evilly) Can�t wait to show those pics to people. (Steps
through)
Jusenkyo Guide: Why me? Well that was my first, and maybe not last, time
at MSTing a fic. Bubblegum Conspiracy is the writing of the original
author, I can�t write this good. All people in it belong to their
respective owners, who ever they might be, haven�t been told yet. (Hint,
hint) Washu, Nene, and Skuld made a appearance thanks to Jusenkyo
Productions Cross Over Knights. BTW the JTSU computer lab is a real
place, I really do work there, and my boss as no idea that in my off
hours it�s turned into a fan fic production studio, and I hope he never
finds out.
Where�s the next part?
JG
Here sir we come to famous training ground of accursed springs
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|Guide of the training grounds|Ranma 1/2, Tenchi Muyo, BGC, |
|of accursed springs, 8th |AMG, Tank Police, Gall Force, |
|Disciple of Eriond, and proud|You're Under Arrest, GitS, ADP|
| member of the SkAS |Project A-ko, UY, VPM, BGC! |
---------http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/6549 ----------------|
|Akane, Linna, Washu, Nene, |Nene showed Mackie just how |
|Skuld, Belldandy, Kiyone |much she knew. Winter Blossoms|
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