I started this sometime ago, and never finished for some reason.
I just got the motivation to finish partially to prove (to the one or two
people who have inquired) that I am indeed still alive.
As a disclaimer, I've only seen the first episode of "Those Who
Hunt Elves" once, dubbed, at an anime showing, while people were talking
and making fun of the dub voices.
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Junpei was getting annoyed. They hadn't been on this world for
long when some broad came and told them that they'd have to leave lest
they disturb the time stream. She'd been sorta hot looking, except she
acted like a complete bitch.
"How much longer is this gonna take lady?"
"Be patient," came the green haired woman's reply. It was the
only answer she ever seemed to give, and it was pissing Junpei off.
Trying to be patient, he tapped his foot some and looked around.
Ah! Finally the chick had started doing some magical voodoo
mumbo jumbo fu. Waving that big stick of her's around.
"Now maybe we'll get outta here. Hey! Hurry it up over there!"
The woman turned around and shot him a look which would've
chilled the blood of anyone smart enough to recognize it.
Surprised that he'd gotten a rise out of the woman for once,
Junpei was encouraged, and decided to try some more.
"Come on, lets get this over with. I'm sure you wanna get home
and put something on that covers up those legs of yours!"
Again, without saying anything to distract her from her
incantation, the woman with the green hair bore into Junpei with her
eyes, promising untold pain.
"Hey, how come you're dressed up like some school girl anyways?
You into that kinky kiddie stuff?"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?"
As the woman spun around, red eyes nearly glowing, the magical
energies which had built up were released, but instead of sending Junpei
and his friends back to their own world, it split apart, heading in 9
different directions.
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A few hours later, after Junpei recovered from his beating.
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"So, what you're saying," Ritsuko asked, "is that this magical
spell has gotten broken up into 9 pieces, and to get home, we've got to
find them all?"
"Yes, the pieces have been tattooed onto the bodies of 9 pretty
warriors."
Lust in his eyes, Junpei spoke up, "Onto their bodies? We've got
to strip 'em to get the spells from them?"
The woman in the green hair mumbled.
"What was that?" inquired Airi.
"Yes. I said yes."
Airi, again, "How do we find these 'pretty warriors'?"
"Sadly, I will have to help you find them, to get you out of this
world as quickly as possible.
"Who are you, anyways?"
"I, am Sailor Pluto."
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Please don't hurt me.
I can't say I even remember what inspired this story at this point.
If some sufficently disturbed person would like to make something
longer out of this, go for it. I'm not sure if I'd even want credit, though.
Somebody might blame me for it. ;)
Status of more interesting things:
Child of Love, Children of Hate is maybe a bit more than a quarter
done. I've recently plotted a large portion of the arc between chapters 6
and 20-something.
Guardians, while I have some idea what will happen later, simply
isn't as cool to me as CoLCoH.
Ancestry's prelude currently exists in a swiss-chessesque fashion.
Microcosm has the parts that will make it neat written. Need things
inbetween that, though.
All of my released works are available at:
http://ucsub.colorado.edu/~kominek/fanfiction/
More detailed information on status may or may not be available via
the news page there.
- Jay Kominek <jay.kominek@colorado.edu>
Tact is the ability to tell a man he has
an open mind when he has a hole in his head.