Subject: [FFML][Songfic][lime?][SM] Isobel
From: Sebastion Fitsroy
Date: 10/22/1998, 8:45 PM
To: "bastion@ix.netcom.com" <bastion@ix.netcom.com>
CC: "'ffml@fanfic.com'" <ffml@fanfic.com>

[All is black before a divine light chases the darkness away to reveal
a stage.  A black haired young man wearing a "Come Glyde with Clyde" 
t-shirt emerges from the darkness.  The young man pulls out a stand 
and taps the microphone.]

Bastion: Is this thing on?  Ahem, I suppose so.  Anyway, it's time for
me to become productive again.  But before I do, I decided to try my
hand at a songfic. Hey you never know I might try to write a musical.

[The crickets respond.]

Bastion: Heh, heh, ooookaaaay.  This is a song by Bjork, that lovely
Icelandic vocalist, and I would recommend that you get the CD Telegram, 
to heighten the mood of the fic.  
But if Bjork isn't your piece of pie, you don't have to.
Either way, I hope you all like this. C&C is very welcome, 
(hey it's nice to know if anyone is reading my muses, <grin>),
and the author's notes are at the bottom.

Oh and BTW, *naked people warning* (wink)!

Now with that in mind, enjoy!
  

Isobel

by Bastion inspired by the song, "Isobel-Deodato" by Bjork


[The opening chords begin to play just as Ami hangs up a phone, 
 looking rather disappointed the conversation had to end. She 
 sighs and opens a book, but her mind wonders as her eyes come 
 upon a mirror across the room.]  

In a forest pitch-dark
Glowed the tinest spark

[She stares at her reflection and something in her snaps.  She calmly
 closes the book and stands up, not taking her eyes away from the
 mirror.]  

It burst into flame
Like me
Like me

[Ami hesitantly brings her hands to the buttons on her uniform.]

My name Isobel

[Her shirt floats to the ground.]

Married to myself

[Her skirt lands onto of the heap.]

My love Isobel

[Now in her underwear, she gazes at herself.]

Living by herself

[Realizing how impulsive that was, she begins 
 to giggle uncontrolably.]

In a heart full of dust
Lives a creature called lust

[She then glances at the door and her mood becomes 
 more mischevious.]  

It surprises and scares
Like me
Like me

[As the front door closes, the viewer sees her bra and panties
 laying beside the door.]

My name Isobel

[As Ami strides down the street as every person she passes, 
 strangers and friends alike, gape at her.]

Married to myself

[Ami, feeding off the attention, stretches her limbs 
 and frees them of any prudence.]

My love Isobel

[She closes her eyes as she clasps her hands 
 in front of her chest and sighs happily.]  

Living by herself

[Ami giggles to herself as she passes by Makoto and Rei in the park.]  

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message
Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple excuse
 
[Ami reaches a water fountain, gushing out in liberation.  Filled with
 a sense of freedom, she spins around singing aloud.  The viewer 
 focuses on her carefree smiling face as she world around her becomes
 a kaleidoscope of faces.]    

Nana na nana

[After she stops spinning she notices the crowds developing around her,
 Makoto and Rei among them, all in utter disbelief.  Ami flashes a wry
 grin.]

Nana na nana

[Now Ami's eyes come upon a familar structure 
 and her wry grin becomes wider.]  

In a tower of steel 
Nature forges a deal

[Ami begins to toy with the following awed crowd.  She sways her hips
 suggestively, savoring the reaction it brings.]

To raise wonderful hell
Like me
Like me
          
[She enters the lobby of the hotel, passing the stupefied guard.
 The male receptionist smiles at her as she walks by.  Ami, noticing him, 
 flashes him a coy grin and blows him a kiss.]    

My name Isobel
Married to myself
My love Isobel
Living by herself

[The elevator opens for her as she approaches.  Everyone inside just stares at her as she enters.]  

When she does it she means to
Moth delivers her message

[The viewer follows Ami inside and spins around 
 focusing on her visage as she joyously sing aloud.]

Unexplained on your collar
Crawling in silence
A simple excuse

[The elevator door opens and Ami saunters down the hall, still singing.]

Nana na nana

[She stops at her destination and knocks on the door.]

Nana na nana

[Urawa opens the door and nearly falls over in surprise.]

Nana na nana

[The strings begin to take the song out as Ami's grin becomes 
 seductive and closes the door on the viewer.]

Nana na nana 

[The slamming of a door jolts Ami from her sleep.  As the 
 strings die down she glances around her in confusion, 
 wondering what happened to her.]

Fin.

Author's Ramblings:

This songfic was inspired by several things:
The fanfic Liberating Waters (by ????) for obvious reasons,

A music video I saw by someone (for the love of me can't remember) 
in which the singer was naked for most of the video, 

The song Isobel off the Telegram album, (one I would
strongly recommend for anyone) that got my inspiration in full sail.

Legal Stuff:
Sailor Moon is owned by Naoko Takeuchi and in America by DIC.
The song "Isobel-Deodato" is owned by Bjork and Elektra.

See ya

Bastion