Subject: [FFML] Re: Shorts Drawer [Mostly Trigun][Some Lime]
From: DB Sommer
Date: 6/25/2006, 10:10 PM
To: Rann Aridorn
CC: ffml@anifics.com

And here we go with another


 >Hello, all. People have been saying non-Ranma stuff should be posted,


Not me. But I post non-Ranma things  all the time. I think a lot of people
followed my lead by doing Azumanga stuff. Now, that series doesn't lend
itself to a wide variety of things, but there can be a healthy amount of
anything if you post it and it gets C+C

 >
 >Thought I'd dig some of them up and post them in a little collection,
 >just to generate some traffic that's NOT part of the big discussion.
 >(Though I wish DB weren't banned, one of the few C&Cs I could count on
 >was his.)

It wasn't lifetime. Just a temporary thing. Luckily I had some free time on
my vacation to do things.

 >
 >As to why some seem so odd... well, some are the results of challenges,
 >and some are just the result of the fact that 100 Bullets likes to buck
 >pairing trends.

Odd is often good. Let's see if this is the case

 >
 >
 >Knives really has nothing against humanity, per se. Sure, a lot of them
 >are assholes,

Can't say I care for the present tense, but oh well

 >But there's one thing Knives can't stand. One thing that has to be done,
 >one way or another. Seeming to hate humanity, to want to destroy it,
 >hell, even going ahead and destroying it. Because some things you just
 >can't DO directly, it's not as simple and easy as pulling a trigger or
 >plunging a blade.
 >Because Knives can't stand to be copied. Because he must be unique.

% I confess that one went over my head, but I think it's me otherthan it
being too vague.

 >
 >- Bounty Claimed -
 >
 >The sound of a gun�s hammer being pulled back is what cinches it. He
 >always knew someone would consider the bounty too tempting. That they
 >would just have to take the risk, haul him in. That it might even be
 >someone he knew. Vash just knew that someday that sixty billion double
 >dollars would erode somebody�s common sense and willpower to that point.

True. Most people were too terrified of him to try to collect it.


 >So he looks up at her. Up at her smiling face, those sweet blue eyes,
 >that short blonde hair.
 >�Sorry, dad. Life�s expensive, and being poor�s a real pain.�

Heh. Very nice

 >
 >- Changes [1] -
 >


 >"'Lots'?"
 >"Well. Some. Frogs. Things like that."

I think I see where this one is going

 >"Creepy."
 >"We're the only two Plants for hundreds of miles. It was bound to
 >happen," Vash whined, eyes pleading for understanding.

Heh. This is going to be icky

 >Just then, Knives wandered past the porch, her blouse stretched taut
 >over her new, rather large breasts, her long skirt flaring just slightly
 >around her as she did a twirl.
 >"Does this make my ass look big?"

Heh

 >
 >- Wolfwood's Return [2] -
 >
 >"Wolfwood?!" Vash yelped, jaw agape.
 >"You're... alive!" Meryl added, in a squeak.
 >"Um... yeah, guess so." Wolfwood patted himself down a little, glancing
 >back and forth. "Not sure exactly how I got here, but... here I am."

Heh. It is bad how he pops up out of nowhere in some stories. Maybe he was
only mostly dead and Miracle Max brought him back.

 >"... Poor guy," Vash said solemnly, shaking his head.

Millie does look like the type to inadvertently break someoneif she became
too excitable.

 >
 >- Legato, Too [3] -
 >
 >"Legato," Vash growled. "You're back too?!"

back, too

 >"I'm so happy to see you! I've been so bored since, well, a week after
 >this happened. I learned a word called 'paizuri', let's try it."

I read about this definition. Heh.

 >- The Reason [4] -
 >"Was it to curse us?" Meryl mused.

Just ask the  author

 >Vash started to answer, but was interrupted by a sparkle in front of
 >them. "Dammit, I can't finish a thought nowadays!"
 >"Hi!" The woman clad in a frilly yellow dress waved at them. "It's not a
 >curse! I brought them back!"
 >"You?! Who are you?!"
 >"I'm the lemon fairy!" She waved her wand.
 >Suddenly, Vash and Meryl didn't care about 'why' anymore.

Cute, but might want to capitalize her name as being a proper noun, since I
doubt the world can handle 2 of them in the world.

 >
 >
 >
 >- The One-Eyed Woman is... -
 >
 >"Mmm, yeah." Dominique settled back in her chair, barely visible in the
 >light being cast from the tip of her glowing cigarette. "Take it slow,
 >Wolfwood. Do her nice, and slow."

Well, we know this isn't what it seems

 >"The girl and I were waiting for you to meet us in the bar, but she got
 >sleepy and left."
 >Dominique sighed. "Dammit, eye infections suck when you only have one
 >good eye anyway."

Heh. That one worked.


 >
 >
 >- First Times -
 >
 >Meryl sighed a little as she looked at Milly. Her large friend was drunk
 >again, and in the mood to share.
 >"My first time," Milly hiccupped. "Was... with my big brother's... best
 >friend..."
 >"Hope your brother wasn't there too."

Incest is the best, though

 >Meryl's cheeks flushed as a sudden remembrance of her father's automatic
 >rifle came to mind... the butt had been rubber-padded, the ammo clip
 >full, and after feeling it shake in her hands, she'd gotten the idea to-
 >"Y'know, Milly, let's talk about something else."

Heh. How evil.

 >- Mother -
 >
 >They could never know just how the two young Plants had come to be on
 >the ship. Why she had fought so hard for them.

well, that tells us who it is.

Even Vash could never
 >know just why she turned a blind eye to the way Knives was obviously
 >disturbed. A human mother couldn't kill a child for being disturbed...

well, depends on how much they love them. If they do, they can, if it's for
their own sake. Letting a child  grow up into the person they're going to
become, and  treating them for who they are rather than what they reprsent
to you, is the hardest thing of all


 >neither could she. She hoped someday all of them... the crew, their
 >descendants, and perhaps most heartbreakingly, Vash himself, could
 >forgive her for leaving them the legacy that was Knives.
 >Sighing, Rem turned back to the mirror, carefully applying the hair dye
 >to her blonde roots.

That was a nice touch

 >
 >
 >- A Sexy Song -
 >
 >The bar patrons stared, enraptured. Firstly, by the fact that one man
 >was capable of playing a low, smooth blues song on solo saxophone that
 >really should have taken a full band.

Ah, all the dead are coming back for a secondd go 'round.

 >Second, by the exotic woman dancing. She had a patch over one eye. Her
 >body undulated with uncanny fluidity. She was also yanking her blouse
 >open and sliding it off her shoulders, doing a twirl and tossing it
 >aside, leaving her clad in frilly purple bra and panties, boots, and
 >cowboy hat.
 >"Midvalley! When I figure out how you're doing this!"
 >"Later, sweety, you're fifty notes from nudity."

Heh. Very nice one. Probably my favorite yet.

 >
 >
 >- Sinful -
 >

 >�Well, Meryl has a sin to confess! I wish I had a sin to confess!�

I'm torn between thinking it would be something truly wicked or truly silly.


 >�Oh. That seems to be an awful silly thing to be jealous of, Mr. Vash.�
 >�� No.�
 >�� No?�
 >�No, you�re supposed to go �Don�t you see, Vash? You DO have a sin to
 >confess. The sin of envy.�

Ah, he's Tomo, then

 >- Prophetic -
 >
 >Legato gazed evenly

'gazed' works fine on its own, ax 'evenly'

 >dustball had ever seen. They would have screamed for him, instead of at
 >his approach.

Bah. Who screams at his approach, since he leaves so few alive

 He could still hear the words of his mentor...
 >"Honestly, Legato, you throw that damn baseball so hard, one of these
 >days your arm's gonna fall off!"

Heh. Very good punchline as well.

 >
 >
 >- Knives in Hell -

Ah, a Matt Goering book.

 >
 >He had caused the deaths of hundreds of thousands. In fact, he had
 >attempted to commit a certain amount of genocide.

Actually with genocide by definition you're going for the whole enchelida.
Otherwise it's just mass murder.

 >.. He had to wonder what he'd done to deserve this.

So-so one there.

 >
 >
 >- Love's End -
 >

 >"It's over. I don't love you anymore."
 >Sighing heavily, Milly sadly threw the pudding cup in the trash.

So-so here too

 >
 >
 >- Matched Pair -
 >
 >Like Knives and insanity.
 >Like a fangirl and, well, insanity.
 >One following the other, contrasting, complimenting, not working without
 >each other, not quite seeming complete if the other isn't there.
 >A simple and deep kind of love.
 >That was Meryl and Milly.

Yeah, pretty much is them in a nutshell.

 >
 >
 >- Sex, Lies, and Literalists -
 >
 > "Does this look like sleeping?" Milly cooed.

She has a point.


 >
 >
 >- Strange Love -
 >
 >But love is just a word. And it's what Dominique and Meryl have.

Earlier  ones were stronger than the last few, IMO

 >
 >
 >- Switched Sets -
 >
 >"... You're not Meryl."
 >"And you're not Squall."

Hehehehe. Very strong one there.

 >
 >- Laundry Day -
 >
 >�I look like I�m about to join a sandweed-smoker commune!� She blinked
 >as Vash got a big goofy look on his face, then growled, �Stop picturing
 >me in a free love orgy!�

Meryl: It would cost you plenty.

 >
 >
 >- Revenge -


 >
 > Vash glowered in distaste at the room around him. It was plastered with
 >wallscrolls from X/1999, and Anne Rice novels

I tried reading one of her books. Couldn't make it 20 pages in.

 > He stalked over, grabbing the edge the desk and upturning it, sending
 >the pink iMac named "Shinigami" tumbling. Smiling in vengeful glee at
 >the cowering teenage girl he'd revealed, he brought his revolver up.
 > "How's this for some hardcore penetration?"

Heh. Yeah, they probably would do that if they ever knew.

 >
 >
 >- Worthy Foes -
 >

 >And yet, he knew that the man he faced now could be his death, more than
 >any other. Was more dangerous, more wicked. There he stood, across the
 >room, illuminated by nothing but a pair of candles, the light glinting
 >from his shaven head. Broad hands rose, hovered over the candle flames.
 >"You're not afraid of the dark, are you?"

Hmm. That went over my head as well

 >
 >
 >- Aftermath -
 >
 >Riddick was sitting across from him, slumped against a wall the same
 >way. One side of his goggles was busted. One of his hands was obviously
 >broken. One of his teeth was obviously gone, the hole bleeding. A chunk
 >of one ear was missing, and oozing.
 >"... Truce?"
 >"... Yeah, whatever."

It could very well be that nasty.

 >
 >
 >- Elbow Room [Hellsing] -
 >
 > "Awww."
 > Sighing, Integra finally turned and flopped her arms over the side of
 >the tub. "Taking a bath together just sounds sexier than it is, I'm
afraid."
 >

Think I read that one before. Enjoyable, if it did drag a touch by the end



 



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