This is my route to navigate around the "no test" rule....
 Well, sorta....
 Updates: I'm actually FINALLY editing my NGE self-insert and have theown
some of part 2 together,
 And also have a bit of a Shinji-Asuka story put together....
 
and...
 So far back on the back-burner that the heat is just getting to it as far
stars die is a Minako/SailorV lemon.....

  Anyway, the repost...


                         Neil
---------- Forwarded message ----------
Date: Mon, 27 Apr 1998 04:10:47 -0400
From: yu104479@yorku.ca
Subject: /home/stu/q/yu104479/Mail/zoi.txt



Well, o.k.
 Here's a Spam-fic which is pretty much culture and area limited.
The take-off point for this is the N.A. dub.
Al I can really say is.....
                     please don't hurt me.
                           


               Zoi!. What a dream.
                       a Sailor Moon Spam-fic
                      by Robtn. Duke of Amber
                       aka
                          Neil Sinclair    




 His head spun.

All had gone dark for a moment when he had felt his queen take his life,
but somehow now he knew he was alive. 
He opened his eyes.
He seemed to be lying in a bed in a curtaned room, and what looked either
lkie morning or winter light seeped in to shed it's meager ilumination.
 Wait, something was wrong.
He squinted at his hands but could detect no difference -they were the
stong, fine-boned hands that he had always possesed.

He wore a ring.

Odd. perhaps it had been slipped on his fingeras he lay in oblivion.

Somethig his Dark Queen had done to control  him perhaps. a constant
reminder of his debts to her and her ownership. He nodded to himself,
Yes, tha't what she would do. Perhaps it was a way of controling him as
well as a reminder of the fact that for his failure he should have been
killed.
He shuddered. It was already effective.
He rpse from under the covers and found more - and less.
 He was mercifuly alive but what was  this? ... he was a woman?
 He reached to switch on the lamp by his bedside.
 
 His hands and eyes quickly told him the truth.

Indeed he had changed gender -or someone had changed it.

Such a fine jest he thought bitterly. She had given him the form of
both his fears and his behaviours.

Bitch.

Again suddenly the world shimmered and settled.

His memories had changed but not his recognition of the fact.

He rememberd himself now only as a woman. He, or rather she now rememberd
his (or her) whole life as one of the Dark Generals as if she had always
been a woman.

Another voice inside screamed in outrage at this.

Zoicyte got unsteadily to her feet. 
She was dressed in everyday human clothing instead of her uniform.
She put on the slippers next to the bed and decided to explore her
surroundings. 
 Perhaps this whole thing was a lesson of sorts -to see the weakness of 
the puny humans.

Opening the door she saw a hall with a stairway leading downwards.

On shakey feet she moved down the hall and then down the stairs, her hand
holding the railing for suppot.


 "Mommy are you finished your nap now?"

Zoicyte spun to confront a small child.

 "Wha...?" She started and then was struck by the accursed dizzyness.

 "Mommy?"

She straightend. 

 "I'm okay angel. Mommy just feels a little dizzy. She must have gotten up 
a bit to fast."

 "I'm hungry Mom."

 Zoicyte tried to fight it but the words came unbidden.

"Well then, lets get you a snack. Mommy's hungry also. How about a big
Deli sandwich?"

 "Yeah!"

 Zoiycyte's silent cries faded as Karen Winkler of Maple Steet made her 
daughter a sandwich.


                           *****
                            FIN
                           *****


Afterward/and attempt to explain this to people who are confused.

 The voice ACTRESS here in Canada also does several commercials.
one of them is for Maple Leaf Deli-style sliced meats.
 I won't even think about the one where she does the V.O. for a dentist.


                                     Neil
                                    yu104479@yorku.ca
                                      cm784@torfree.net