On Sat, 19 Dec 1998 metroanime@mindspring.com wrote:
yo, minaasan. here's the latest
Featherbrite's Tale, the Bet. Rough version
5c: Some Interest
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"Shampoo no like these odds."
"this is no time to play roulette, Shampoo!"
"That help get me closer," Shampoo
admitted. "Still not do good against guns. You
have anything make Shampoo bulletproof?"
It also renders you immobile...
Featherbrite sighed. At the very least
this was going to hurt. "FUSION!"
Aaagh! DBZ flashbacks!
*No, Shampoo. Use your chi to bolster
my magic as I'm showing you. They'll hesitate to
shoot a popular public hero. (Besides, they're all
guys and the short skirt'll distract 'em.*
Close parenthesis...
the flying "sailor scout" but she started moving
"Senshi", dammit! Especially since you use the Japanese names later...
"Wow! Could she be from the Silver Milennium?"
Millenium
On the TV, Sailor Amazon made her speech,
waited a moment and unleashed a whirlwind upon the truck
that pulled the panel walls apart and sent them through as many
storefronts as she twirled and spun through the air. The
sailorsuited winged figure then dropped into a small crowd of
similarly attired persons.
They're all sailor suited?
"There you have it, live from Nerima! Is this
a new Sailor Senshi? Who IS Sailor Amazon? We'd like
Ahh, that's better.
Ami turned the TV off and looked over both
Luna and Artemis. "Do EITHER of you remember a
Sailor Amazon?"
Not surprisingly, neither of the moon cats
remembered a Sailor Amazon,
Swiss cheese memories...
nor did anything come
up on Ami's computer.
"It must be Zoicite in drag again!"
"Because, Shampoo, I need to get away and think
about things for awhile." Kasumi looked slightly pensive. "And
I'm not sure I want to be around Genma Saotome right now."
Panda steaks!
A few yards away, Ryouga's head snapped up.
"Ranma?!" Those two were talking about Ranma? There
couldn't be another one, could there? No, it had to be
Saotome!
They were in fact talking about Ranma Jones...
"Heheheh, foolish mortal," the boar grinned. "You
have intruded into the territory of Greaket, forest imp of the ninth
level of the Unseelie Court. You are SO very doomed."
"A talking pig?" Ryouga drew his umbrella. "Uh huh.
And how exactly am I doomed?"
You'll be turning into a small black piglet from now on.
Nabiki prided herself on her business skills. She skimmed the
contract then began seperating the meaning from the legalese mumbo
jumbo. It didn't paint a pretty picture.
eek
Akane entered the house, somewhat angry over having
been to school, gotten into a fight , then discovering that it wasn't
even a school day!
fight? With whom, if there was no one there?
this would be worse than the time he'd gotten that "good deal" on
Kobe beef. From then on, Kasumi had done all the shopping.
Uhoh.
"That bad, huh?" Akane looked around. "So where's
Kasumi? For that matter, where's that fiance of yours?"
"Kasumi?" Nabiki blinked, it just now penetrating
that she hadn't seen any sign of her elder sister.
"Oh, they were taken by the Yakuza."
"MMMRgghhhhhfffff!" The decapitated head of Greaket
struggled to spit the apple out of his mouth. He was still quite angry
about this turn of events. Was he not the mighty Greaket? This was a
temporary setback! He'd teach these upstart mortals to mess with a
member of the Unseelie Court!
heh.
Ryouga stared at the woman as if he couldn't believe this.
A girl. A pretty girl. A pretty girl was interested in HIM!?! No, it
couldn't
be. This was a joke right? Right. Had to be. A pretty girl couldn't be
leaning
close to him now, brushing his hair back so that she could look into his
eyes.
A pretty girl couldn't be giving him a slightly pouty look and asking him if
he was hungry for anything, just anything at all...
But once he *is* convinced, baby watch out...
Glowing yellow eyes, each bigger than Kasumi's head
appeared within the darkness of the cave. A low growl rumbled
as something made itself known.
With a roar, the beast launched itself forwards.
Kasumi easily outwits whatever it is, of course...
SKJAM!