In a message dated 7/13/2002 7:15:52 PM US Mountain Standard Time,
sommer@3rdm.net writes:
And moving on to this:
(The locker door opens)
"The bringer of light has returned!" ^_^
> "What is it, child?" Jenova asked in a soft, penetrating,
> alien voice. Her speech came from perfect lips from a perfect face,
> which itself was attached to a vaguely human, female body in front of
> the huge, bulbous sac that Terra never had the heart to ask about.
Ah. Like my grandmother then. :)
Which is not to say we don't all love our grandmothers. We do, we do.
However, there's just... something... unpleasant about some aspects
of the encounters. ^_^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
> Still, she made a mental note never to introduce Serena or
> Raye to her beloved grandma.
>
> "N-no," Terra replied cautiously as she tried to shake off the
> creepy, icky feeling welling up inside of her, "my
her. "My (I think)
It could work either way, depending on if it's a continuation of
a sentence or two seperate statements.
But, since I checked and it looks a bit better if I split it up,
I'm using your suggestion:
"N-no," Terra replied cautiously as she tried to shake off the
creepy, icky feeling welling up inside of her. "My friends are fine."
She looked over at her mother, pleading. "Aren't they?"
> "Suit yourself," Jenova replied in a somewhat displeased voice,
> handing back the magical transformation item in question. She turned
> toward Sephiroth. "The next thing you know, she'll be dating boys
> with spiky blond hair with glowing eyes that like to carry large
> swords around."
>
> Terra thought about that. "That's a very specific description,"
> she noted. "What made you think of that?"
Heh. Cute observation.
With Jenova there, I had to make a Cloud reference. (A real weird
thing. Found 'em in FF Tactics, too.)
Cloud sounds a lot more like someone Stylin' would date, actually:
Muscular, slim build, moderately insane with the habit of lugging
around a huge sword on his back. Daddy'd approve of it, that's
for sure! ^_^
> "I am truly sorry as well, dear," Jenova replied. Her strange
> body tensed and a smile formed on her etherially beautiful lips.
> "But before I go, how about a kiss for your dear old granny?"
Right. No telling what disease she'll get from that.
I wonder what a civilization-destroying, planet-hopping menace
carries...
Of course, Princess Terrifying'd go on a rant, explaining how
Planetary, or at least, Galactic Destroyers are the cleanest
things in the universe; how they bathe in supernovas, how
they always mop up after themselves and don't leave a trace
when they're done.
And so on and so forth. ^_^
Q.Serenity(looks down at the redhead): Why... Terra. I had
no idea...
P.Terrifying(sweatdrops): Er, I, Um...
> <What's that?>
>
>
>
> He didn't frequent bars, since his mentally-projected body
> had zero chemical tolerance and the brawls were far too boring.
> Besides, they were too crowded. Everywhere was too crowded. In
> fact, so was his head...
More like 'especially in his head' :)
Oooh! Good point...
He didn't frequent bars, since his mentally-projected body
had zero chemical tolerance and the brawls were far too boring.
Most fights were pretty much over when the other guy became a thin
red smear on the wall. People sometimes got hurt. Besides, those
kinds of places were too crowded. Everywhere was too crowded.
Most especially his head...
<We could transform back, if y'like...>
<No. Too much work to do.>
<We're just resting now anyway...>
<No, I'm not!>
<No way. Not at all.>
<No-sir-ree-bob!>
<There is absolutely no way I'm going to fall in love with
some clumsy, waify _child_ like the... beautiful... divine... Se...
Se...re...naaaaa. Aaaaah...>
<QUARANTINE HIM!!!>
*BAM-WHACK-POWWWW!!!* ASK's head rattled around a bit while
one of his inner voices was contained. "Ow..."
<Must rest. Yes, forever sleep...>
<No, I'm NOT resting right now!!!>
"Yes, I am," he muttered aloud. "Just looking over at the
scenery. Hey, I can see Terra's house from here!"
*Sigh* <Aaah, memories!>
>
> <You know, my very presence here disrupts radio broadcasts for
> the entire city...>
>
> <So? Who's listening to the radio at this hour?>
>
> <People in cars...>
>
> <We interrupt TV broadcasts, too.>
Heh
^_^ Got a suggestion earlier, resulting in:
<We interrupt TV broadcasts, too.>
<Yeah, here's one: "We interrupt this broadcast to inform you
that some strange force is interrupting radio broadcasts around
Tokyo Tower.">
<Heh!>
"I'M MISSING ER!" someone down on the street shouted. "CURSE
YOU, ATOMIC STARLIGHT KNIGHT!!!"
<Bwahahahahahahaaaa!!!>
> "Subject: Fashion-based Sailor Senshi. Electrical attacks to
> stun, followed by eight sword-slashes to the midsection and finish
> off with a grenade or concussive missile. Energy disruption should
> speed up the process. Total time, seven seconds."
>
> <Any news on Sailor Stylin'?>
>
> <Not unless she's that weird Lynne-kid that keeps sending
> me those illustrated letters and signing them with that name.>
Heh
Yes, trust him not to make the obvious connection when she's
writing him blatantly illustrated letters of her antics.
I'm sure Stylin'll find a way to make dear ol' dad proud!
> *BEEP!* The computer beeped mockingly.
>
> ASK frowned, suddenly placing his full attention on the small
> screen. "What? Weapons of Mass Destruction?"
>
> *BEEEEEP!*
>
> "Full-blown Overpowering?
>
> *BEEP!*
Heh. Not having good luck guessing I see.
Ironic foreshadowing all over again: the ONE thing
he doesn't know how to kill... ^_^
> "Father," Terra said, "Daddy. I can't promise that. I know I
> can be a big help--I can feel it!" She held a hand to her heart.
> "I _can_ be strong enough to help them out, maybe even stronger
> than Serena's become!"
Prolly.
It's nice to have a proactive stance, innit?
> However, she would be hard-pressed to explain how she, in the
> tiny, cagelike space of her living room, managed to knock her father
> down, wrench the sword from his unyielding fingers, and point it at
> his neck.
She has the ability to draw upon god like powers? :)
She does, but she doesn't consciously know it yet. She probably
won't figure it out until it's time to carry out her Destiny.
> They opened the door, and on the other side fluttered a small,
> green and white patterned seal. "G'day," it said, presenting a large
> tray of tiny, squeaking things. It saluted and added, "Door ta door
> ArbyFish salesman!"
Oh dear. Should have seen that one coming.
I don't see how you could have. I was going to skip to the introduction
of Michiru into the main plotline, but then Flanburger fluttered up and
demanded a chance to show off his wares.
"Eew," I said. "Wouldn't be proper."
"Not propa'h?!" Flanburger protested. "'Course it's propa'. Gotta sell
ya young. It's traditional!"
Traditions passed down from the First One.
What do you expect? He did grow up in a lab, y'know. ^_^
> Terra tilted her head and sent a strong, closed-eyed smile
> directly at Michiru. She wrongly decided that a direct, penetrating
> question would work best to help break the ice. "You look like you're
> a nice and mature sort of girl. What kind of boys do you like
> dating?"
Heh
Find precisely the wrong question and ask it, that's my motto!
(Led to jolly GREAT fun in Mexico, let me tell you... -_-;;;)
> "How did you fend off the thing that was in your mind?"
>
> "I drew upon my inner cuteness or something weird like that.
> I think. Actually, my mind's still sort of a blur."
Heh. Nice way to put it.
Thanks! I thought it an appropriate way to explain the circumstances.
I mean, after all the buildup, it had to work out.
Personally, I have allergic reactions to when characters' personas
are changed a bit too rapidly for anything other than comic purposes.
So, I gave a buildup and a battle sequence that would have justified
turning Jadeite into the *GOOD HUMOR MAN* if I felt like it at the
time.
There's an awful lot of freedom in satire, except, of course, for the
obvious restraint of having to make nearly everything that comes
along funny enough to break ribs and require extensive lung surgery...
So, I don't know what's tougher to live with: having to maintain
a serious storyline with clear and definite cause and effect
relationships, or choosing the chaotic realm of hyper-parody...
I mean, I can't keep coming up with new jokes all the time...
Can I?
> "Oh, come on," Serenity urged brightly and mischievously,
> "you'll look good in a sailor suit! We'll call you Sailor Chibi-Chibi
> Jadeite!"
Now that's evil. On the bright side, he's so weak ASK probably won't
consider him worth killing.
So is that another vote for Sailor Chibi-Chibi Jadeite? ^_^
One more person tells me, I'll make it happen!
And... ASK seems to consider practically anything a viable target,
I belive.
> "Wait!" Jadeite leaned toward her urgently, taking the hint that
> the dream would shortly end. "Which one? Which one should I keep an
> eye on? And how do I use the bracelet?!"
>
> "You'll figure it out."
>
> The brightness went the other direction, fading into shadow.
>
> "How can I know that?!" Jadeite called into the nothingness.
>
> "Because if you do not, _you_ will shortly perish."
>
> "WHAT?!"
Well, that does make a certain amount of sense.
Q.Serenity has faith in ol' Jade's skills, I'm sure! ^_^
> Jadeite frowned. "Er, excuse me, could you remind me who you
> are...?"
Hmm. Should be fun when we find out.
I'm still tinkering with the reaction. I don't quite know what they'll
make of each other yet. Jade'll probably feel a bit edgy around a
shapeshifting youma.
Eh, I'm sure an opportunity will present itself to cull a few
unnecessary characters here and there. ^_-
Not as much happened in this one. More like a filler thing as we get closer
to the end of the chapter. Can't wait for more.
Yup! Filler and plot setup for the next one.
Basically, I want to get most of everything I've had planned for the past
couple of years out in Ch.10-2.
Here's what I have left to do:
1. A Future scene with Ranma and Sailor Pluto!
2. Powerful villain group from an alternate dimension makes a deal with
the Dark Kingdom!
3. The Rainbow Crystals are discussed and ASK hires a specialist for
acquiring them!
4. Another Ranma scene!
5. Bruce goes back to Axiom and Idiom to report on his quest to find
the First One!
And then, I'll add or subract whatever other scenes are necessary.
Then I'll have roughly a megabyte of text to go though manually. ^_^;;;
Sound like fun to you?
I've been getting squeamish lately. Oh well, gotta punch through it!
Thanks for your commentary, DB!
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