Subject: [FFML] [FanFic][SMJ] The Art Of Control
From: Supersailormars
Date: 1/10/2003, 7:37 AM
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"THE ART OF CONTROL"
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For Petrvs Frampto

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"*EVERYBODY* LIES!"

(Garibaldi to Edgars --- "BABYLON 5")

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                          "I READ THE NEWS"
                          
"Everybody" was happy now... Bloodberry and Cherry, Faust and his
three Saber Dolls, Mamiya Otaru and Lime,... "Everybody" was happy
now except Lorelei. Seven weeks ago, when she came to know that the
man of her dreams had, so to say, married someone else, well, it was
the end of the world to the poor Lorelei. At least she did feel so.
She did feel so, and there was nothing that she herself or anybody
else could do to change it. In her own opinion, her life had *always*
been completely senseless, and this time the senselessness of her
existence had simply reached the limit. In the same way it had
happened so many times before, when she was just another
not-so-ordinary inhabitant of Terra One, now she felt like dying. She
"needed" to die. Or rather, she needed someone to kill her
mercifully, I mean, quickly and with no pain, since she already knew
she was too cowardly to commit suicide. And at the same time she was
perfectly aware that the merciful murderer she kept waiting for would
never ever appear. Lorelei also felt like going insane somehow, but
she already knew that she hadn't been born for being an actual
"psychopath" --- not even a mere "healthy" normopath; because she
knew herself so very well, she also knew very well that, if by
chance, she was able to go catatoniac or something, the rest of her
days was going to be not an aeternal most pleasurable dream, but just
an endless horrid nightmare --- or rather, *another* endless and
horrid nightmare in her endlessly meaningless "non-existence".
Compared to her present misery, the comfortable numbness of the
forced hibernation that Mesopotamia 5 kept her under for three
hundred years looked like Himmel --- a heaven that she didn't know
that was heaven and to which she would not be allowed to return
anymore.

Quite unfortunate indeed. *Too* unfortunate! During the last seven
weeks, Lorelei stayed all alone in her ultra-secure rooms, far away
from the lights of the suns and of the moons of Terra Two, far away
from everybody and everything. For seven entire weeks, she had been
only crying and... eating. Crying rivers of tears evidently, but also
eating too much, eating like a pig. In fact, now she was beginning to
look like a pig. Today the everbeautiful Lorelei was looking not as
beautiful as she used to look. Every day she saw the distorted image
of her current self in the mirror, and she didn't care at all. Why
the hell should she care? Doushite? WARUM? She felt like dying, and
death didn't have to be a beautiful thing, right?

                           "BACK TO EDEN"

"Guten Abend, Princessin! Don't you think you're going too far?",
Ieyasu asked as he calmly walked into Lorelei's bed-room.

"Tamasaburou, go eat shit!", Lorelei answered with exasperation.
Lying face down, she hid her head under a pillow.

"As I said so many times before, you don't have to call me
Tamasaburou, my dear. At least when you and I are all alone."

"Ieyasu, I don't want you now, and I never will."

"But you wanted me one day, remember? And you wanted Faust too."

"That happened three hundred years ago. And that is history now."

"Sou ka? Well, if you think better, you will notice that it is Mamiya
Otaru who is "history" now. He is "history" to your silly hopes, I
mean. He belongs to JSM-01R, as e-ve-ry-bo-dy knows. He doesn't want
you, and to tell the truth, I serious doubt he has really ever wanted
you."

"SCHEISZE! Leave me alone!", Lorelei commanded, even knowing she was
not going to be obeyed. Not immediately at least.

"Lorelei, watashi no bishoujo,... Listen, please. I would be most
happy to see you and Otaru together someday, I swear!

"Thank you very much for your limitless hypocrisy", Lorelei
interrupted. Ieyasu ignored the truthful remark and continued:

But he won't be yours. By the way, Faust doesn't want to be yours
either, and even if he wanted, I presume you would not like to share
him with Luchs, Panther and Tiger. Therefore, from now on you've got
no one to stay with you, except me myself of course. Why the hell do
you still resist the inevitable?"

"Because I still want Mamiya Otaru! And because I need a *man*!, not
a marionette!"

"Otaru and Faust are the *only* other _men_ in this world that I
would ever let you possess, Liebchen. In other words, there is no
other _man_ than I myself in this world for you, sugar. *Absolutely*,
*crystal*, *clear*,?", Ieyasu stressed.

These three words, plus the way they were spoken, drove Lorelei quite
nervous. She threw the pillow at the cyborg, sat on her bed, looked
deep into the eyes of Ieyasu and screamed: "I need a *MAN*!"

"Lorelei my dear, warum verstehst du nicht? As a saber marionette, I
already have all that a man must have... and more, *much* more." He
cupped his left breast with his right hand in order to emphasize the
meaning of what he had said. But she still insisted:

"I need a *MAN*! I need a *REAL* man!"

"You are wrong, Fr�ulein. You don't need a "real" man at all. All
that you need is to take a good and old prick in your beautiful
butt."

"!!!!!"

"And a bionic prick like mine will taste *much* _better_, granted."

"DUMMKOPF!"

Lorelei was so full of anger and of sadness that her eyes went watery
once more. "Kuso", she sobbed. "If I had not left Terra One, probably
the Moon Women would have given me a reasonable place in their
Gesellschaft... Certainly it would be much less of a hell than what
my whole stupid life had already been... or was coming to be...
kuso!, kuso!, KUSO!"

"You are quite nuts today, ne?"

"What the hell makes you think that I am unusually nuts today, Herr
Doktor?"

"There can be *no* room for the human males in the world of the
Amazons, period. This was the actual and only reason why the Old
Jerusalem Project was created, do you remember?"

"OF COURSE I DO!"

"Apparently you don't. As it was written in the Book of the Sphinx,
neither the humans nor the gods themselves would ever be able to find
even half a chance of attempting to win the ultimate planetary war,
then our Advanced Engineering Task Force planned to leave Terra One
in the year 2001, before the inevitable return of the Moon Women
began to take place. This was the reason why *you*, Lorelei,
chose to take part in our crazy adventure. Because *you too* were
afraid of having to die too soon, just like me and Faust and Villey,
--- not to mention all the others who were mercilessly eliminated by
the madness of Mesopotamia 5. And we did wellcome you as a new member
of our crew, Lorelei, not only because you are fucking good at your
job, silly girl, but also because you were a man, Lorelei.
And you *still* ARE a man, Lorelei!"

"Jawohl, Herr Professor! I were a man, and I am still a man! But
don't forget, I have *always* looked like a _woman_ and I have
*always* acted and behaved like a _woman_!"

"HA! That's pretty interesting indeed! So you really believe that the
Moon Women would have forgiven your *essential* _manhood_ in the name
of your *apparent* _womanhood_?"

"And WHY NOT? Who knows?"

" ".

" ".

"You know what? That's really well-spotted! Perhaps you are right!
It's quite possible... Who knows?... Notwithstanding, the truth is,
three hundred years ago, on the day that you came to Faust and me and
*implored* for a place in our top-secret project, you _didn't_ seem
to think so."

" ".

" ".

"That's true, of course. But I think different today. I've changed my
mind..."

"And so what? You cannot build a time machine and change both the
past and the present at your will. Even the gods are unable to turn
the clock back, silly girl. After all, even the gods are just and
only puppets to Lord Fate."

Lorelei did feel like she had just lost another battle. Thus she
couldn't keep her eyes open... Again, she was feeling fucking sick
and tired of everybody and everything... It had never mattered how
high her IQ was: sooner or later, her emotional immaturity invariably
made her repeat the same old mistakes. The long silence that followed
meant that Ieyasu was right. Those few minutes were sufficient for
him to think the whole situation over and make the apparently-correct
decision.

"As you commanded, Lorelei, I will leave you alone, say, for a couple
of weeks. But you will not have permission to leave your rooms until
you have decided to come back to sanity. In the end, you will be
mine, only mine, and I want to have a beautiful ningyou, not an ugly
fat slut. Because I want your body to return to what it was, and
as-soon-as-possible, starting right now you will drink only water and
will eat absolutely nothing until"

"NANI?????"

"You understood very well, didn't you?"

"BAKA YAROU!"

"I just want to make you be beautiful again, mein Schatz. Ich liebe
dich..."

"DU LIEBST MICH NICHT! What you want is to punish me! You want me to
starve to death! You want to kill me!"

"Wrong, M�dchen. I just want to save your life, watakushi no ningyou."

"NEIN! Ieyasu!, if I don't eat, I... Ich... Ich..."

"If you don't eat, then you will have your beauty back, period."

"ONEGAISHIMASU!", she begged. However Ieyasu just left her alone with
the bittter tears of her self-pity. There was no other way to make
Lorelei learn to love herself.

**************************** DAS ENDE *******************************

REFERENCES:

"Sayounara"
{
http://www.geocities.com/~davidpascal/smj/
}

and

"What Are Saber Marionettes Made Of?"
{
rec.arts.anime.creative
}

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B4U LEAVE:

Even though I am not an Asian citizen, and even though I began to
enjoy anime in 1968, when I was five years old, I do not identify as
a typical member of the western anime fandom. I know many subjects,
and I know them very well. For example, I do have studied History,
I do have studied Ancient LiteratureS, and I do have studied
Etymologies as well. The human languages changed, change, and will
keep changing, --- till the end of time(which is coming soon, BTW).
I don't need "modern" spellchecking subroutines, and I don't need
"modern" grammar textbooks. Please do not come fill my e-mail inbox
with absolutely irrelevant topics --- these may look and sound
interesting to hollow-headed brats, but they are not important at all
to "bad" writers like myself, period.

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