Oh no?!
Oh, YES!!!
Hmm...someone's having fun.
Oh dear...
It broke. ^_-
ArbyFish(at a keyboard, typing something in to the music of the Pirates of
the Caribbean): Dum-da-dum-dah, da-dum-da-dum-da-dum! (hits the enter
key)
Yer only on a pentium 120 Jim! Ya canna push it any faster than thaaaatttt!!!
(The computer explodes)
I'm getting a weird image of the Death Star exploding in the special edition trilogy
box set. ^_^
ArbyFish(brightly): In-deed! (flutters off)
Nuke 'Em 'Till They Glow!! and other works available at the Lost Library of
Florestica:
http://rakhal.com/florestica/ben-oliver/index.html
I keep wondering how the hell you managed to get stuff there and not collapse the
very structure of their reality with such Cthonic prose as this. Fortunately, Sanity
is something most on this list have long since left behind, but verily it would be a
true shame to have those that stumble upon such works in El-Hazard unawares and go
quite mad.
Pop-corn? ^_^
Foreword:
I am faced with an odd sort of dilemma. There were sufficient
requests to warrant a NETTG spinoff of this sort, which was billed
as a Sailor V/Sailor Moon/NETTG/Rockman X crossover/spinoff.
Even without the Rockman stuff, the problem with writing such an
unruly beast is that a decision would have to be made on whether to
use the Manga Sailor V or to use something or other based on the
snippet of Sailor V plot from the Sailor Moon anime.
The problem with Sailor Moon anime is that there is too much Sailor Moon and not
enough Sailor V or the scouts. I'm quite glad you've done what you've stated you did
below.
I've read the Sailor V manga scripts in preparation for this project,
but it's an awful lot to take in, and there are likely only a few
people that have read the actual thing. It is, with no doubt, a very,
very nice series, and has some rather well-developed characters,
including but not limited to that weird, wacky, wild card-chucking
Ace-guy and Minako's other friends, along with the entire villain
set.
Kaito Ace. I also hear it's a fairly well done story, but what I know of it is from
osmosis from some scanty resources and fics on the net. It looks like you've got the
best info to be expected, and I don't think anyone can honestly hold it against you
if you miss something here and there.
Unlike watching Mystic Gohan going Super Saiyan in Dragon Ball GT, but what would a
pathetic fanboy like me know? ^_^
But, that's a lot to presume with only having read the scripts.
And the problem with taking the anime version is that there just is
not enough material to go off of to make a bona fide series by
itself.
So, I'll just do what I always have: make something up and hope
nobody notices how completely, glaringly WRONG it all is. Either
that or take whatever suggestions and corrections others have to
offer. Besides, if no one knows it's wrong, it ain't wrong!!! ^_^
Either way, what bliss!
Heh, and on that note, might I first appologize for any distinct lacking of anything
remotely resembling C&C on NETTG. I've been following the series for quite some time
now and this will be the first time I've done this for the story...though this is the
side story, so I guess I'm not off the hook completely am I? ^_^
In any case, this story isn't about plot. It's about--
*Dramatic, cutesy music!!!*
(An orange-haired fourteen-year-old in a very lacy, ribbony,
stylized sailor suit with a short skirt and a bare midriff hops on
set)
Sailor Stylin'(strikes a pose): It's about LOVE! (blows a kiss)
FASHION! (twirls a ribbon in her long hair) It's about finding
evil and fighting it! (whips out a glittering sword and swings
it around) And that means you! (winks, giggling)
GAAAHHH!!! Warn people before you do that! We need to get out the insulin first! ^_^
Let the spinoff madness begin! ^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^
&&&[READY?! GO!!!]
Goooooo Greeeeennnn Raaannggerrr, GO! err...okay, I'll stop now.
It was a typical day in London.
Well, typical for a smoggy day in the nineteenth century where
the coal smoke gave all the visitors a lovely case of highly
malignant lung cancer in less than one hour flat.
Unfortunately, it was in the late twentieth century, and the
date was April 1, 19XX. It was a very ambiguous year. Moreover, it
would seem that someone was playing an extraordinarily cruel April
Fool's day prank.
At least it wasn't August 9th of 2005. I don't think the Senshi are up to handling
Unicron.
This particular English prank, thus initiated in the Year of
Our Lord Nineteen Hundred and Some, involved blotting out the sun,
sending a horde of rather unpleasant beasties of the undead variety
to torment the populace amidst a thick, foul-smelling black fog.
And all the while a gigantic, pulsating, floating, organic
platform rained down green balls of firey destruction upon the
English city.
You know, London gets destroyed nearly as often as Tokyo and New York. You'd think
they'd invest in things like anti invasion ultimate nullifiers and Super Saiyan
merceneries.
This looks like a job for... Superman!!!
Unfortunately, in this particular universe, good old Kal-El's
space pod landed instead on Vulcan, where he learned the non-violent
ways of logic and became a world-renouned scientist, despite his
funny-looking ears.
Who else can save this city? Green Lantern, that's who!
...
Hmm? Oh. Unfortunately, there was a slip-up, and our favorite
test pilot accidentally dropped his power ring down the sink while
he was washing his hands one bright midsummer morning. Oh well.
Course the original Green Lantern is now the Spectre...too bad they revamped him into
a spirit of salvation rather than revenge...I rather enjoyed the ironic torments he
inflicted upon the masses. Whatever happened to a good ol fasioned antihero rampage?
While the alien assault platform punched a few holes in great
Big Ben's tower, spilling the ancient pocket change responsible for
its normal functioning, everyone wondered who could save them from
this senseless tragedy.
However, I'm sure it makes perfect sense to the invaders...or does it? ^_^
Ranma Saotome, the ultra-well-trained martial artist aqua-
transsexual wonder-boy/girl and all around nice guy, could take care
of this threat with three or four ki-blasts! Ranma, come on down!
Sounds more like Goku there....oh wait, you killed him. My bad. ^_^ Seriously
though...well maybe not...but anyway, if one were to go that far, might as well start
asking about the human Z fighters or maybe some of the Ranma 1/2 side characters,
like Ryouga or Mousee. Still, if one were to whip out THE LIST of people to call, by
the time they found someone, the whole city'd probably been turned into prime
breeding ground for mushrooms.
During the wait, a couple of energy-vampires ran by and picked
up a few beautiful, screaming young women and began to run off with
them, cackling maniacally.
...
Eh heh, it looks like Ranma's busy. Something about--what was
it? Oh. He's in the future, engaged to Sailor Pluto, and is
unavailable for comment.
On that note, why did you do that to poor Pluto? Hasn't that buxom green haired
molestable lass suffered enough? ^_-
Well, that's just great. NOW who shall save all these charming
Englishmen?!
...
More importantly, who will save all the Englishwomen?
You tell em!
A charming redheaded specimen of that particular species
wondered that exact same thing as she was carried off by a werewolf,
no doubt to feast upon her refined voluptousness. "This happens all
voluptuousness. And that is indeed what one SHOULD do with a refined and voluptuous
young lady....yesssss!
the time when I try to go shopping," she muttered in her charming
British accent.
In a flash of light, an tan-skinned, orange-haired girl
appeared atop a tall building. She had on a cutesy pink, blue,
white, and red sailor suit with bows and ribbons. On her shoulders
were small, circular emblems with the colours from the flags of
France, the fashion capital of the world.
Before even bothering to scout out her position, the girl
instantly went through a series of overdone, vertebrae-popping,
super-contorted posing and gestures, all the while exclaiming, "I am
My she's flexable.
the Cute and Fluffy Formerly Oneshot Warrior for Love and Justice,
Sailor Stylin'! I fight for Beauty and Fashion! None of you Evil,
EVIL, Nasty monsters are even CLOSE to being up to date in the
Wonderful, Wyld World of Fashion Design! On behalf of Models
Everywhere, I will-GWAAAAH!!!"
The gigantic alien assault platform interrupted Sailor Stylin's
speech by blasting away the portion of roof she had been standing on.
The werewolf payed her no mind, running off with unspeakable
things in its mind to do to its captive.
Still, the ship deserves applause for doing that. ^_^
"Help, I say," the redhead's upper-class, accented cry faded
into the distance. "Oh, help?"
"Hey, they can't do that!" the Cute and Fluffy Sailor muttered
But they just did. ^^;;; Heh.
to herself in a shocked voice, obviously considering herself the
target of a very serious faux pas. Quick to react, she pointed her
hand at another building as she tumbled downward and cried,
"Stylin'," she tossed her head, "Tough'n'Puffy Bow-Ribbons!"
A yellow ribbon shot out from her hand and wrapped around a
conveniently-placed flagpole. Using the makeshift rope, she swung
downward, the ribbon elongating sufficiently enough to allow for
a soft landing.
A problem that I discussed with Morgan Hudson, and I'm sure several others have noted
about the Senshi is that the creative uses of their powers are largely untapped. I
mean, can you imagine what Venus' command of light could really do if she put her
mind to it? Or Mercury...shit, she could probably pull off much of the same things
Iceman of the X-men could do. To see S simply play Spiderman here is quite nice.
Or, it would have allowed her a soft landing had a razor-
winged vampire not screeched in her path, cutting the ribbon. The
Heh Heh Heh.
gaunt, pale-skinned creature bared its fangs and swooped downward to
catch her and flew upwards, hissing in triumph.
"Being handled like this is WAAAY out of style!" Stylin'
protested, prying an arm out of the monster's grasp with her special,
copyrighted, Limp-Wristed, Double-Jointed Appendage-Twirling Karate-
Shifting Action. She pointed her freed hand at the creature's face.
Spring loaded, but child safe! Available at a Bay Kee nearest you!
"Stylin' Barrette Barrage!"
A smattering of sparks, shaped vaguely like small hair-
barrettes, blasted into the vampire's face, badly damaging its eyes.
Howling in pain, the beast let go of its captive, allowing
her to fall once more.
"That's how my daddy taught me to deal with evil nasties like
you!" Sailor Stylin' proclaimed, shaking a fist up at the monster.
I wanna know who her daddy is. Batman? Wolverine? Kenshiro? Ash from Evil Dead?
Ash from Pokemon? ^_^
She paused, suddenly noticing that she was falling a little too fast
for her to be able to stop herself. "WAAAAAH!"
An instant before the girl would have hit the pavement, another
young woman leapt out of a second-story window, caught her, and made
a single forward somersault through an open window on the other side
of the narrow street.
What? No, Da Da DA! Hero music? ^_^
The newcomer was dressed in a girl's sailor suit. The blouse
was white and had a pair of jutting shoulder-guards, a blue sailor-
collar with a large red bow in the front, and panels of red to the
sides. The blouse remained unconnected to her short blue skirt and
moved in the wind. She also had a pair of blue high-heels and wore a
red bow in her long blonde hair. A red mask that looked like an
oversized pair of glasses covered her eyes.
How do they jump with those high heels? How the hell do they do that?! And how do
they keep the panty shots from happening?! How damnit, how?!
"Mina-san!" Stylin' exclaimed, throwing her arms around her
friend. "Thankyouthankyou, THANK YOU!"
Yuri doujin will soon be made of this, weather you like it or not. ^_-
"Shhh," Mina said, putting a finger to her lips before letting
go of Stylin' and allowing her to stand. "Call me Sailor V right
now," she added peering at the girl who was exactly her height and
build, "and where's your mask?"
You know, two sets of those awesome legs would be more than most fanboys could
handle, let alone a cosmic menace or two. After all...you cannot RESIST the power of
the legs...cause they know...how to use them!
Don't groan! It wasn't that bad, was it?
"Oh, come on," Stylin' sighed, "masks are _so_ last week!"
Sailor V smiled at that. "It sure is nice to see you're keeping
up on these things."
Stylin' nodded proudly. "Umm-hmm!"
V tightened her yellow-rimmed elbow-length white gloves,
adjusted her mask, put her hands on the window sill and stuck her
How do you adjust something that's magically stuck to your head? ^^
head out to see what was going on. She whistled before coming back
in. "Wow, it really looks bad out there, doesn't it?"
Stylin' shook her head. "No, it's never bad. Daddy always says
that the tougher things look, the more fun they are to blow up
later."
Vegita then?
"That's the spirit! Never give up," V said, patting her friend
on the shoulder. She took out her compact and clicked it open,
holding it just far enough out the window so she could catch the
glint of the red fireworks blasting outside and still be able to
see the mirror. "Ouch, this is going to be rough. There's a whole
bunch of 'em out there."
"Sailor V!" a white cat called over to them from outside. The
gold crescent moon mark on his forehead gleamed as he approached.
"Artemis!" V breathed, going back over to the window. "What
do you think of London? Nice place to visit, huh?"
If it's not the giant lizards or super powered mutants it's the space aliens always
attacking the place. Never a dull moment in that town, no sir.
Artemis laughed nervously. "Yeah, a great tourist spot, isn't
it?" He looked around at the destruction being caused before saying,
"Okay, I've scouted around and it looks like they're centered just
below the UFO. There's a really big, shadowy guy going in and out.
It looks like he's at the root of all this!"
Of course it's the shadow guy. I mean, you'd never expect it to be that adorably
cute kid with the physics books orchestrating all the madness...
"Alrighty, then!" V replied enthusiastically, slapping a fist
into her palm. "We've gotta go blast that guy!"
And hope it doesn't piss him off. ^_^
The white moon cat glanced past V to see Stylin'. "Oh! You
again. Are you still willing to help Sailor V? No one would think
less of you if you wanted to back out now." He shook his head and
looked down. "I never expected THIS to happen. Not yet, at least..."
And the fact he even thought of this at all should have them wringing his neck for
further information on things that "might happen." heh.
Stylin' mimicked her friend's action by slamming a gloved fist
into her other hand and shook her head. "I'm not backing out. V's my
friend, and if there's one thing my daddy taught me, it's
perseverance."
Artemis breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, your father taught
you well, whoever he is. Too bad he's not here to help us in this
fight. There's a ring of guards and monsters around the boss-guy.
It's going to be a tough battle just to get through _them_."
"Sailor S," V began, then paused, "we agreed we were calling
you S for now, right?"
Stylin' nodded. "The name's in vogue, so Sailor S it is!"
God help her if she gains a super form, and they start calling her Super S. ^^;;;;;
"Right. S," the blonde continued, pointing out the window
toward the UFO. Do you think you're up to teleporting up to that guy
and taking him out?"
Missing a " before Do.
"I can certainly try," the fourteen-year-old with orange hair
replied.
Artemis's eyes lit up. He hopped up to a flowerbox on the wall,
and from there, leapt into the room where S and V were standing. "I
just remembered something I have that might help."
The cat made a flip in the air.
In a puff of magical dust, a short sword with an elegant
handle and engravings on the blade appeared and fell lightly to the
floor.
I seem to remember something about this sword. Something like Minako gave it to
Makoto or vice versa...it was vauge. I'm probably wrong on that. Not like we ever
saw the sword again....can't have a senshi have something that makes her even
remotely different from any of the others, and thus putting her at the possible spot
light where Usagi must be all the fucking time...even Ami's computer was downplayed!
*huff, huff*
Okay, so I'm a bit bitter on the subject of the Senshi's lack of screen time. ^^;;;
"Take this," Artemis told S. "It's the Crystal Wink Sword.
Technically, it's Sailor V's, but if you can get in close to the
leader, this might give you the advantage you'll need to stop him."
"Artemis!" V nearly shouted at her beloved pet, putting her
hands on her hips. "If you had that all along, then why didn't you
give it to _me_?!"
22. If my magical animal sidekick has any
weapons/powerups/useful magical devices, I will insist upon
getting them immediately, and not wait until my enemies are
stronger than me.
http://www.angelfire.com/anime/Slacker/girl.txt Minako and the rest really need to
study this hard. ^_^
A large drop of sweat appeared on the cat's brow. "Uhh, I,
err." He quickly regained his composure. "You seemed to be doing
well enough before without it."
V folded her arms and glared at Artemis. "Oh, is that so?"
she asked in a deathly quiet voice.
"Okay, okay!" Artemis finally admitted. "I forgot about it!"
And that's when I shot him, your honor. ^-^
Sailor Stylin' paid no attention to the squabble between the
other girl and her cat. Instead, she squealed in delight and picked
up the Crystal Wink Sword. "Oh, neat! It's perfect to complete my
outfit!" In the next instant, a pink sheath with stars on it appeared
You know, that just scares the living hell out of me. Giving a girl like that pointy
objects...that really frightens me. Good job.
on her back. She reached over her shoulder and slid the blade into
its new holder. She clasped her hands together, smiling brightly.
"Yeah! It's powerful, too. I can feel it."
It'd been really funny if it was a cheap knockoff. ^_^
<teensy weensy snip>
"Here's hoping she can do it," Artemis muttered under his
breath.
Sailor V leapt out the window and effortlessly landed on the
ground. She held up a fist. "All right, Artemis, let's see what WE
can do in the meantime!"
Just out of curiosity, do you write to music? If so, what was this part written to,
if any?
---
Downtown London was a mess.
But when isn't it?
Apart from the litter and the architecture that had fallen
into disrepair, huge, gaping holes had been blasted into the old
and famous landmarks. Vampires, zombies, and other assorted
creatures rampaged their way through the broken-down buildings while
the strange, living aircraft hovered above it all, continuing to
wreak havoc with each passing minute.
aircraft? That seems to imply a smaller size than something from ID 4. Course,
that's just a stylistic point, so feel free to ignore.
It would have been nice to see some British fighter aircraft
Of course using aircraft twice this soon is kinda bad form too.
going after the unidentified flying object and shoot a few missiles
at it. The poor, mundane fighters would have gotten blown up in the
process, but hey, that's what they're for.
Yeah! Big pretty explosions is whats we like to see! ^_^
However, with the thick fog and all the other startling,
dangerous events to deal with, no planes had managed to get off the
ground. The roiling black mist had also mystically blocked all known
radio frequencies. This also had an unfortunate side-effect: keeping
everyone from realizing that the tenth caller had already won the
weekend trip to Bermuda, and so continued to frantically redial,
jamming all of the phone lines.
Still, the simple fact of Sailor Stylin's parentage endowed her
with incredible powers of tenacity. In a dogged effort, she managed
to cut through all the mystic blockage and transport herself, in the
form of a column of energy, past the UFO's defense perimeter and
within a few dozen meters of the boss.
Through the fog, Stylin' could barely see anything, but thanks
to her second-generation Knight in Shining Armor energy matrix, she
could feel where everyone stood, fog or no fog.
I must have missed who her father was, cause you're dropping hints like either we
should know, or that you want to mess with us considering who it might be. At this
point, I've got a good idea, but I never assume...cause we all know what people do
when they assume. ^_-
An angry screech nearby alerted her to the fact that the
monsters, too, could feel her presence.
With a flourish, Sailor S unsheathed the Crystal Wink Sword.
"Stay back!" she warned. "My daddy sword-fights! Don't make me take
you out, you bad, bad, EVIL, nasty rejects from a fashion-show, you!"
AGH!! Didn't I ask you to warn us when you do that? ^_^
It was difficult to tell, given the obvious cultural barriers
that separated her from the vampires, but it sounded to S like they
were laughing at her.
Actually, that's pretty universal.
"Hmph!" Stylin' huffed, and began to run past the creatures
that surrounded her. When she sensed a monster's approach, she
instinctively cut with her new blade in an arc that she tried not
to think would cause maximum damage to her attackers. After all,
fashion design was her preferred venue, not destruction.
Then she recalled the garish outfits that the monsters had
been wearing and realized that whatever she did, it could only be
an improvement.
When the howls and screeches cut the air, she knew she had
scored several direct hits. "Haaaa!" she cried and doubled back.
Slashing low, she sliced out the knees of their jeans before
continuing on toward her destination.
Heh, Mirai Trunks, eat your heart out.
<snippage again!>
Stylin's eyes went wide. "Yaaah!" She ducked a slash of the
monster's claws, sidestepped its fierce bite, and stabbed it through
the heart.
The wolf-guy's mouth went wide. It backed away, sliding
off of Stylin's magical sword before stumbling back into the
darkness, barking pathetically.
barking? Don't you mean whimpering or yipping? ^^
Before it left, Stylin' slashed a stylized 'S' into the back of
its shirt. "Let that be a lesson to you!" She struck a victory pose.
He can't learn if he's dead girl. ^^
"Sailor S says: Eat right and dress tight!" She covered her mouth and
repressed a giggle. "I LOVE rhyming!"
So did Wheelie, the Autobot. Keep in mind, the first thing that the author at botcon
did was blow him up, so be on your guard girl. ^_-
The sharp-winged vampire from earlier swooped into the clearing,
and upon seeing Sailor S, it flew downwards, licking its lips and
opening its fanged mouth wide in anticipation of its next meal.
<Sailor S> You know, Kain had style when he drank blood. That psionic sucking thing
he did was awesome. What you're doing is so middle ages!
Stylin' wedged her eyes shut and quickly lifted her sword in
a fluid, practiced arc.
There was an explosion of magic, a confused scream, a
squelching noise, and finally a crash behind her.
The girl tentatively opened her eyes, then looked down to
see the vampire's severed wing twitching reflexively by her feet
before bursting into flames and disintegrating.
S blinked. "Gosh..." She checked the sword's blade. It was
still spotless, glistening despite the lack of light surrounding it.
Sailor Stylin' froze when she felt the temperature drop
several degrees. She turned around to see the center of the UFO
glow a deep shade of red. A pillar of darkness descended from
above and gradually coalesced into a very large and frightening
shape.
*silence*
DUNT DUNT DUNT! *que final boss music*
Standing at least three and a half meters tall, with huge,
muscular arms, sharp claws, and big teeth, was a lizard-like
titan. Though its appendages were huge and looked very dangerous,
perhaps its most frightening feature was its yellow, glowing,
slitted eyes. Scales covered every inch of its thick hide.
What color hide? You describe everything else so well, I just have to ask, heh.
Acting on an unfamiliar instinct, the girl barely managed
to avoid being cut to ribbons when the monstrosity launched itself
at her, swinging its claws wildly. It moved so quickly that its
image blurred while it dashed along.
"Yah!" Sailor S brought up her sword in an effort to slash
into the beast, but it moved much faster than she, hitting her
with the back of its hand with sufficient force to send her
sprawling across the plaza.
Don't bring a sword to a Z fight. It never helps. ^_^
<'nother small snip>
Taking advantage of the opening, Stylin' slashed downward
at her foe. "Yah!"
Her sword parted flesh on its way through, but the creature
didn't seem to notice.
The girl continued with a wide, powerful diagonal cut from its
shoulder to its lower torso. "Hoo!"
Again, the monster paid no attention to her strike.
Stylin' dove closer for a deeper swing, crying out, "HAAA!"
This time, her sword stopped halfway through, and stuck there.
Stylin' frowned, then looked up into the lizard-man's face.
The monster was grinning.
<Sailor S> Fuck. Oh wait...is saying that in style?
One might ask what it's like to be hit by a bolt of lightning.
It's an interesting sort of proposition. Remember when you were a
little kid and liked to stick long metal things into electrical
sockets? Crochet hooks are especially effective, but a foil chewing
gum wrapper will do in a pinch.
I won't tell you what I got one of my cousins to do with an electric fence one time.
^_-
In any case, when one touches those fun little pieces of metal
together, a jolt of a few hundred volts comes blasting through the
entry point, down the rest of the body, and out whatever is touching
the ground.
On the other hand, when a bolt of lightning hits a person,
he or she gets an absolutely delightful shock of a million volts
or so directly to the head, generating a healthy, happy current, which
travels through the body and exits out the recipient's big toe, often
blackening his or her shoes on the way out.
It's an interesting fact to know that such an event does not
always instantly kill the one struck. It merely cooks an individual
like a ballpark frank and leaves one feeling like an old, rough
leather suitcase that's just about ready to be cut apart and made
into cheap belts to be sold at a garage sale.
That's what most don't get. It's not the voltage that generally kills a person when
talking about electricity. It's the current. A very small amount of current will
kill anyone. Voltage on the other hand cooks you, and that can take awhile. In
order for voltage to kill you outright, it has to be an insanely high amount...enough
to flash fry you.
This was more or less what Sailor Stylin' felt at the moment
when the titanic lizard lowered its huge hands and simultaneously
touched both of her shoulders.
The intense feeling of electrocution seared through the girl's
body, and it was only ten seconds later, when her vision finally
showed a colour other than red, that she noticed she had been knocked
away into a nearby telephone pole, which had splintered and fallen
down from the impact of her body against it.
Good thing she's not a normal human right now. Like that poor English girl who's
likely getting ravished by the Wolfman at this point. ^^
<snip two three...>
Stylin' used all her might to look up at the creature's
face, and saw its cruel grin. To her surprise, it began to speak.
"You worthless little being," it whispered in a low, grating
voice, "did you really think you could defeat Nausteemaun? Eighth
Ruler of the Horrid Chaos Dimension From Whence There Is No Return?!"
<Sailor S> Stock villain dialouge! How come that never goes out of style?
In the distance, Stylin' could hear the high-pitched hum of
what sounded like a steadily charging capacitor.
"Crescent Beam," a distant voice intoned.
Nausteemaun looked over to where the voice had originated.
"SMASH!!!"
A beam of solid golden light shot out of the fog and cut into
Nausteemaun's arm, severing it from his body and blasting him back
several meters.
You know, if you rearrange the wording a bit, you could have gotten in a cute joke
about her dubb attack name, and what happens when it hits something, if you haven't
already used that once before. ^_^
Stylin' was at once freed from the creature's grasp. The large,
displaced appendage fell off of her into a puddle of evaporating
black goo.
Sailor V rushed out of the fog and placed herself between the
beast and her friend. "I am Sailor V!" she announced. "And you're
toast!" She held up her compact and pointed it at Nausteemaun.
Hey, she got that quote right! ^_^
"Crescent Beam..."
The giant, now-one-armed lizard growled in pain and looked at
the two girls in a disgusted manner.
"SMASH!" V finished in a dramatic manner, firing off another
laser beam at her enemy.
Heh, Lord help all the evil nasty's if she watches Piccolo perform one of his beam
cannons (Masenko Seppu). Imagine if V learned something like that with her powers of
light?
Its image blurring, the beast leapt up into the red, glowing
section of the UFO, barely avoiding the beam and disappearing
instantly into the unidentified craft.
Gets his arm blown off and he retreat?! What a pathetic villain! ^_-
<they just keep coming and coming...these snips do, yup>
Artemis hopped out of the ruin of a building and ran up to
them. "Wonderful job, girls!" he called out to them. "The other
monsters are gone, and everything's back to normal." He cautiously
stepped over a chunk of Big Ben. "Well, sort of..."
Heh.
Looking around, V gave a shrug. "Eh. It was worse after last
year's World Cup play-off. They'll have this place fixed up in no
time."
"It sure was brave of you to try and take on that guy by
yourself," the cat added.
Though...tha'ts kinda what they set her to do in the first place...heh.
"Thanks, Artemis," Stylin' said, struggling to her feet. V
helped her keep her balance. "Oh! Your sword." She bent down to pick
up the Crystal Wink Sword. It was light enough not to affect her
balance. She held it up for V to take. "Artemis said it was yours,
didn't he?"
V held up her hand in a gesture of refusal. "Naah, keep it."
She shrugged while continuing to smile. "I'm not all that great with
a sword, anyway."
Nah, she's got that whip...errr...chain. ^_^
Stylin' smiled as she was permitted to keep the blade. She
paused to sheathe it in the scabbard on her back. "Thanks!"
Artemis nodded. "Yeah, I guess that'll be okay. Just don't
run off with it."
Or around with it...unsheathed...in public...waving it all over...
The blonde glared at her cat. "Hey! She wouldn't do a thing
like that." She looked at the other girl. "Right?"
"As long as we're alive, I'm sticking with you," Stylin'
declared.
V high-fived S. "Yeah!"
Go Go Power Rangers!
Please don't shoot me...I'll be good. ^_^
<last snip of the day...I think. ^_^>
Now it's time for.............
Sailor Stylin's tip for the day! YAAAY!!! (twitch-twitch)
(Scene of Nausteemaun sneering at Sailor S)
"Sometimes, people just don't appreciate a good outfit when they
see one..."
(Scene of a vampire hauling off a voluptuous Englishwoman)
Uhh...wasn't the outfit he was thinking of. Maybe she's a little young for that to
have occured to her, heh.
"But sometimes they do."
(Scene of Artemis making the Crystal Wink Sword appear)
"Lots of your friends'll be willing to help you accessorize..."
(Scene of a big, fluffy white seal taking one look at Stylin's new
outfit, then lowering his head and groaning in utter depression)
BWAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
"And then you can have fun critiquing each other!"
(Scene of Sailors S and V in dramatic poses, winking with their
fingers in the V for Victory sign)
GAAAAHHH!!! You did it again!
<okay, guess it wasn't the last one. SNIP!>
Does anybody want this one to continue, along with everything
else I've got going?
If so, how do you want it to develop?
A: Action sequences?
B: Waffy Sequences and character interaction?
C: Both!
A good story has both, so C!!!!!!
And focusing mainly on...
A: Sailor V?
B: Sailor Stylin'?
C: BOTH! Balance it!
C!!!! You have a good thing going here with a sort of Sempai thing that Minako has
going with Sailor S, and the interaction between the two practically requires that
they both be focused on equally. That, and the teamwork there could really become
true teamwork, unlike the thing back with Sailor Moon, where they kinda...stand
around...while SM just tosses off an attack and they go home.
I'll try to get LarryF to put up another poll with these questions
on it on the Florestica site.
Until then, you can email me with what you want to see (if it be
that you want to see anything at all ^_-). Customize your suggestions,
if you like. You could tell me to reinstate the Rockman X elements,
or even toss in some Dukes of Hazzard...
Only if Minako is driving. I hear she's a speed demon! ^_^
It's pretty much all up in the air until I get an idea of what
sort of series we want. THEN we can have some fun with it! ^_^
This is much like NETTG in that it seems best if you let it run wild. There's no
telling where you could wind up, and what you could do with it when you get started.
The potential is there right now for anything, and it seems to me that's probably
what you should do with it.
Personally, I think you should have them go on a quest to answer the question that
all anime has yet to answer.
What the hell and where the hell are all the men (especially the cool ones, like Ash
from Evil Dead) doing in a magical girl anime? ^^;;;
That might be a bit much for them to handle though.
Heh, not much I could find to nitpick, as far as technical writing went. It turned
out to be more of a guy making smart ass comments here and there. Still I hope this
was somewhat helpful for you.
Take it easy!
K'thardin
"One shall stand, one shall fall."
-Optimus Prime
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