The Pocket Dimension Theatre
(Ash is sitting in the the theatre when Mason, the Robot from Lost in
Space, and a blue haired, blue eyed girl enter. the girl is wearing a
cloak similar to Iria's. the trio walk [or scoot] up to Ash.)
Ash: Hi (sees the blue haired girl) I take it Miyuki couldn't make it
today?
Blue haired girl: Yes. She... is-
Mason: Having that time of month.
Bhg: Mason no Baka!
Mason: Ite...
Ash: Well, that means I'm going to have to Introduce you then. (to
audience) Folks, this is Sachiko. She's a Daikaiju hunter. whatever you
do, don't ask her-
Mason: If she's seen any Kaiju lately.
Sachiko: (looks as if either she's going to cry or kill Mason)
Ash: well anyway, let's get started.
Princess Aeka of the Royal house of Jurai was overjoyed.
Mason: Aeka overjoyed? Is such a thing possible? The mind boggles.
The Human holiday that the Station of NERV-5 was preparing >for...seemed to her to be some sort of worship of trees. Being from a >race that’s entire culture was based on tree hugging, this made her >feel, quite good.
Sachiko: I thought Juraijin believed themselves to descended from
trees. 'tree hugger' doesn't seem to work for me.
Mason: I think it was a joke.
“Princess Aeka, you’re beaming.” Says Kiyone, who had been watching >the preparations near the princess.
Robot: Warning! Blindness May Result From Viewing Subject Aeka! Warning!
“You’re placing trees inside a space station. Trees are the most holy
of all symbols of Jurai.”
“Their just Christmas trees.”
Sachiko: Perhaps you should use 'they are' or 'they're' instead of
'their'
Ash: I'm impressed.
Sachiko: Why?
Ash: the way you politely handled that C&C.
Sachiko: I take it Miyuki handled this 'C&C' roughly?
Ash: You could say that.
“A Tree is a Tree, and all the importance that they bring. I’ve never
head of the Christmas breed of tree.”
“The trees are evergreen trees, Christmas is a human holiday we were
celebrate everything good and the unity of our race. It used to be a
Christian only holiday to celebrate one of their major figures.
Mason: I thought it was about presents.
Sachiko: (to Ash) what is he talking about?
Ash: Someone left a 'South Park' archive in his vault.
But that particular religion died out when it was discovered that one >of the leaders had been planning to overthrow the secular governments >in the mid 21st century.”
Ash: That... seems too implausible for me. Christianity is a trcky
thing. As soon as one denomination goes down, another fifty pop up the
next day.
“That happened out Jurai...people revolted because everything >was so boring. Pray, Pray, restrain, Pray, that can try even the most >devout.”
Mason: heh.
Aeka looked at a very tall and elegant women with a mane of blond hair
that reaches nearly her knees.
“Who’s that?” said Aeka.
Mason: Code name wa: Seera V?
Sachiko: Maetel? and Perhaps you meant to say 'woman'?
Ash: Elle Ragu?
“I think she’s Deedlit, the Eldar ambassador.” Kiyone said.
“An Eldar? I thought they were too arrogant to send a ambassador to a human station.”
Mason: That's a strange name for an elf.
“Looks like you were wrong.”
The Eldar Ambassador looked at the two of them scoffed and >walked away.
Sachiko: It might be a good Idea to insert a comma between 'them' and
'scoffed'.
“Maybe she just here to insult us...”
Sachiko: And maybe add an "'s" to she.
“This is a station wide notice. Tonight is Christmas eve, the first day
of the Human holiday of Christmas. There will a General Xmas party in
the main market place for the population starting at 1900 hours, thank
you.”
There was a private Christmas party with the command staff, and the
higher ranking officers, Ambassadors were also there, plus some guests
of all the attendees.
“Mmm...I can’t wait for the party.” Said Misato. Here eyes were alight
with youthful glee.
Ash: you can't wait for the booze.
“You just want that open wet bar.” Said Ritsuko. Ritsuko was in her
normal lab coat...save this one had a small blinking reindeer head on
the pocket.
Mason: That button seems a little OOC for thr good doctor.
Ash: Perhaps. but this is an alternate reality.
“Yea...oh...hehe...you’re not gonna tell anyone about that happened
during the war...are you?”
Sachiko: (Ritsuko voice) Well... I thought I'd start with the time you
thought you were Nausicaa...
“They might think is funny you had some fun with a beer bottle in front
of everyone...”
Sachiko: And yet again, more C&C. Adding a t' to is will make the
sentence make more sense.
“HEY! Don’t you dare...” Misato looked at her friend with daggers.
“Oh come now...I’m not going to do that. Not in public at least.”
Ash: That's right. She's gonna leak it over the internet tonight.
“Ritsuko...”
Misato’s link beeped, and she lifts it closer to her lips. “What is
it?” she said.
“Major, there’s a Astorian ship requesting clearance. They’re pretty
badly beat up. They also say they have the King of Fanelia abroad.” Said
Maya’s voice from the bridge.
“Let them dock, but get a security team down there.”
“Yes Sir.”
Sachiko: This is probably minor, but 'hai!' or 'aye' or 'ryokai' might
be more appropriate for Maia.
The Crusader sat in it’s berth in the station’s docking bays. It’s
solar sails torn in a dozen places, great holes ripped in it’s hull.
Repair crews scrambled over it, repairing what they could.
Mason: Cool. Just kike in Odin.
The Crew had been given quarters, but the Knight in command, a one,
Allen Schezar, and the King of Fanelia, One Van Farnel stood waiting for
the command staff to greet them.
Sachiko: Please drop the comma between one and Allen. Also, drop the one
in front of Van's name. Finally, Mason, Reference!
Mason: Hai! (pulls out the August '96 Animage) Here it is, yes. Van's
last name is spelled F-A-N-E-L.
Misato walked in first, Kiyone walked behind Misato, along with Folken,
the Zaibach Ambassador and about a 6 security personnel.
“Oh my god....who’s that!” said misato, with little hearts in >her eyes as she looked at Allen.
Sachiko: (getting a little annoyed) Please remember to capitalize names.
“That is the Knight Allen Schezar, of Astoria.” Said Folken.
Van Stepped forward. “You!” he said, pointing an accusing >finger at Folken. Van Drew his sword and charged at Folken, who stood >there, with a rather disinterested look upon his face. The Security >guards pointed their PPGs at him, ready to fire, but Kiyone holds them >back with a look. Van Closed in on Folken, who drew his own sword from >beneath his black PVC Cloak and in one fluid and blurry motion, parried >Vans sword,
Sachiko: Well, you remembered to capitalize the names, but I don't think
'closed' needs to be. Also, use a ' to show possesion.
and sent it and it’s owner scattering across the deck plates.
Allen Rolled his eyes and tossed his hair. Misato nearly fainted right
there and then, but she also came close to doing something much more
embarrassing too.
“You traitor...” Van said, slowly standing up.
“Why am I a traitor? I have no caused Harm to our people, Brother.”
“Brother? NO brother of mine takes up with the Zaibach....those who’s
guymelefs rain from the sky and wreck terrible devastation upon the
world he once loved.” Van resheathed his sword.
Folken just looked at him silently. Kiyone looked at his face and
thought she saw a small second where Folkens normal steely resolve was
not in place for a moment, and it was a total look of loss and
loneliness.
Misato, quiet unaware of anything going on, what having many lurid
visions that involved her, Allen, Some whipped Cream, baby oil, a 1952
Ford Truck Engine, a dozen crates of watermelons, and a cell phone. Sachiko: What does this have to do with anything?
Ash: (hands her a card) here.
Sachiko: (looks at card. on it is written the letter 'H')(disgusted
voice) That's disgusting!
Robot: Query; What does a internal combution engine and a cellular
telephone have to do with-
Sachiko: Robot...
Robot: never mind.
She was awakened before the truck engine could come into play but >Kiyone who tapped her at First, which didn’t work, followed by a smack, >then a punch, then, finally, a grope, which woke Misato Up quite >quickly.
Mason: She could've screamed in Misato's ear like Ikari did in NGBS
2.(holds up a sign that reads, 'Shameless Plug!'
Sachiko: or at least used a mallet.
“Of Course you can join in Kiyone...er...I mean...What now?” >Misato blushed as red as her jacket.
Mason: Woohoo! Now that's what I call a blush.
“Well, once you’ve come, we’ve got to find some quarters for these two...” Kiyone was stopped by 3 girls that were now exiting the ship.
All three were arguing about something. One was tall, pale, blond an
regal, another was skinny, dark, and rather awkward looking, the
third...the third was a cat.
Sachiko: It's a good thing Miyuki isn't here right now. She'd've gone
ballistic about now.
Mason: Since when was Hitomi dark? She seems rather pale to me.
“Ah...Hitomi, Millierina, Merle, what took you so long?” Allen said. The Skinny one ran down to Allen and looked up into his eyes.
Sachiko: (Looking in the Animage) Here it is, Millerna. Just a minor
typo, but catching these things ahead of time will keep the story
flowing.
Misato’s world crashed down around her.
“WE had to get my stuff, it was scattered all around the cabin. That
sneaky little cat tried to steal my Hyperspace pager.” She looked at the
Catgirl with a look of pure loathing.
“It looks so neat.” Said the cat girl, who began to groom herself.
The regal one laughed a dainty laugh. “These two are truly amusing.”
She laughed again and put her arms around Allen.
Misato nearly pulled out her PBG and blew her away.
Mason, Ash: LOL
“Don’t worry...maybe one of his men will have you.” Kiyone said.
“It’s not fair..” Misato said.
Misato was in better spirits at the Christmas party.
At least, that’s what the 23 beer cans and the 3 bottles of >wine and bottle of Vodka told everyone.
Ash: What? No scumble? You can't have a Christmas party with out
scumble. No, wait, that was Hogswatch Night...
Aeka sat on a chair, rejecting many offers to dance from young men, and some older ones.
Sachiko: (Aeka voice) Wherefor art thou, Tenchi-sama?
Kiyone and Folken sat in a corner, talking about something, Ritsuko was
watching misato in case she keeled over.
Sachiko: (fairy godmother voice) Remember, always capitalize names my
children.
Yurika stood at the Karaoke mike singing her heart out while people >danced to her.
Sachiko: And I thought Satomi was bad.
“Ouch!!!!” yelled Shinji as Asuka stepped on his foot.
“Baka Shinji, don’t you know how to dance?”
“Not like this...” Shinji Blushed as Asuka’s dress showed a >near perfect view down it to him.
Mason: (waves a pair of fans) FAN SERVICE! FAN SERVICE!
“Pervert!” Asuka said, and she smacked him.
Sachiko: (bops Mason with a tonfa) She' right.
“Ouch...” Shinji said and ran away to hide.
“Oh damn...now who to dance with?” Asuka looked around and saw not one guy that looked good to her. “Oh Crap...I have to apologize to >Shinji now...”
Ash, M&S: ROFL
Misato came down off the table she’d been dancing on, fully clothed though,
Mason: What happened to service with a smile?
and walked to were Allen was standing, looking rather oddly at
what was going on. She had Invited Both Him and Van plus their female
friends to the party, saying they were the highest ranking members of
their governments, so they were ambassadors.
Misato came over to Allen. She wrapper her arms around his >neck and very soundly kissed him for about 3 minutes.
Mason: huh?!
Sachiko: She is plastered. and perhaps 'wrapped' might be more
appropriate.
“Ack...” was the only thing Allen could say after it had been done.
“You are so hot...” Misato said, slurring her speech. “I wana >go down on you...” and misato Collapsed.
Sachiko: that should read; 'Miasto collapsed'
Ritsuko was by her side in a second, and injected her with >something that woke her up, and also caused her to be quite sober.
Ash: heh.
Misato looked up in Allen, realized what she had done and ran away.
Allen more or less just stood there, with both Hitomi and Milleriena
glared at him with looks of solid ice.
Ash, Mason: LOL
Misato hid behind the bar and began to chug a rather large bottle of
Vodka. “Damn Ritsuko....always with the sobering Agent...” she said to
herself.
Ritsuko’s head appreaded at the bar. “I’m sorry, but...you do
remember...if you ever get drunk at a party, I’m to keep you from doing
anything stupid.”
“But that agreement was made 7 years ago!” Misato declared.
All: LOL
“Yes, but...bah...anyway, Sir Allen wanted to
convey...his...her...thanks...” she smiled. “I think you caught that
one.”
Mason: ROFLOL
Misato Brightened up. “What about the 2 girls with him...?”
“I don’t know...but...they seem to of Stormed off.
Storm: alright, who's been using my powers?
“Good...I feel...a bit better....” Misato got a Funny look in her eye.
Mason: Oooh. that has got to hurt.
“What’s that look....?” Ritsuko looked rather apprehensive.
“Lets Kaeroke...” and Misato grabbed Ritsuko’s arm and dragged >her to the stage.
Ash: heh.
All: (hold up signs that read) It's Spelled/K/A/R/A/O/K/E/!/
“But I can’t sing!” Ritsuko protested.
“Come on...all you gotta do is read the words off the screen.”
“But...But...”
“Yea! Go Command babes!” came a voice from the crowed. A bunch >of fighter pilots were hooting a cat calling the pair.
Ash: LOL
“Come on...lets show those creeps.”
“But I’ll kill everyone....or make their hair stand on end...”
Misato woke up the next morning, feeling like a dirty carpet. Her mouth
was dry and felt like it was full of cotton batting. Her head pounded
like a base drum. Her eyes felt like they were packed with sand, and >her stomach tossed like a stormy sea.
Misato sighed, the perfect hangover.
She heard the shower running, and a nameless tune being >hummed. She Got out of bed, pulling her boxer shorts out of her butt >with one hand
Sachiko: (Misato voice) How did those get in there?
and scratching her bare stomach with the other. She walked into the >bath room and opened the shower door.
“Good morning Misato, last night was wonderful...” Ritsuko >smiled and went back to lathering herself.
Mason: FAN SERVICE! FAN SERVICE!
“AAAAAAAAHHHH!” Misato screamed and shot up and out of her >bed. Her head still pounded and everything else, but there was no >running shower and no humming coming from the bathroom.
“Damn...that Must of be SOME party...”
All: LOL
and Misato decided to give her Christmas Greetings to Mr. Chemical >Toilet.
Ash: heh.
“This is Christmas?” said Folken, looking at the breakfast laid out in
front of him. Large waffles with strawberries, peach slices, blue
berries and a mound of Whipped cream, and a mug of hot coffee.
“This is only the meal, before the opening of presents.” Said >Kiyone,
Mason: Presents!
who was pouring some milk into her own coffee. She wore a robe of fine
Astorian Silk over a powder blue pair of pajamas. “At least, when I was
with Admiral Langly it was. He loved these.” She pointed to the waffles.
“Ah...I’ve met him, he is a great man. Few people could match him in
both brilliance and integrity. I’m surprised he wasn’t chosen for this
post.” Folken leaned forward and picked up his cup of coffee. His
synthetic leathers creaking.
“I think it was his blessing on Misato that lead to her >appointment to the post.”
“That and the Triests and the Demon Gods.”
“That’s something I’ve always wondered. The Zaibach empire, Astoria,
and the Planets of the Celio System sit right and the apex of Triest
Republic, Demon God Imperium, Jurian Star Empire, and the Confederation
of The Eldar Craftworlds.
Ash: Home of wicker baskets, paper mache', and other banes of the
average summer camper's existence.
It must be something...boxed in like that.”
“It is. We have only four planets, the Astorians have that many too.
The rest only one. Between four great empires.”
“Have you ever seen a triest?”
“No...well...Not the true form. They take forms they believe >to that would be none threatening and pleasing to the other races. I >have a very strong suspicion that some day the Triest will reveal their >true nature to us.”
Mason: Yes. As disgustingly kawaii animal mascots.
Sachiko: Or something far worse.
“Are you talking about the Ill Omens that the Eldar have been >casting
about? Their Farseeres have been getting images of a great darkness >that is coming.”
Sachiko: Ah yes, the return of Carl Macek.
Mason: Or Hideaki Anno.
“The Eldar are a race I don’t care to associate with. They are >afraid of Alien influences upon their nation.”
Mason: That, or they don't have any truck with progress.
“Interesting...there’s allot of people back on earth that say >the same thing.”
“Is it true a there are two Guymelfs in the cargo hold in gray sector?”
“Oh...yea...”
“Could I see them?”
“I don’t see why not. Lets go after when finished this >mornings activities.”
“As you say.”
The lift doors opened and Folken and Kiyone stepped out.
“I still can’t see why you don’t like the idea of elected >represntive governments.” Said Kiyone.
“They are open to corruption.”
“So Is a Single monarch.”
“But a Corrupted single monarch is easier to deal with than a >hundred corrupt senators.”
“You’re not serious! You would actually have you’re emperor >killed?”
Ash: heh.
“If the need arose...Look!” Folken pointed to the bodies of six
security personal at the door to the cargo bay. They had been sliced and
cut in every possible way.
“NO!” Kiyone looked at her men. “Who would of done this?” Ash: Dubbers?
Mason: That guy who directed Genocyber?
Kiyone drew her heavy PBG.
“The door is open.” Said Folken, who had drawn his over sword.
Kiyone walked into the cargo hold without first checking it was safe.
She barely dodged the sword slice directed at her.
“A Zaibach Soldier!” she said, and she vaporized the upper left portion
of her enemies body with a well aimed blast.
“What are you doing here?” Folken shouted.
“We are heard for The Escaflowne.” Said a insane sounding >voice from across the hall.
Mason: (old Man's voice) What? What did'e say? Ah can't hear yuh.
“Sir Dilandau! What are you doing here?”
“I just told you, you old fool.”
“The Emperor will not stand for this!”
“On the contrary, the emperor is the one who demanded I do >this.” He broke off into some evil psychotic Laughter.
“You will cease this moment, and you are all under arrest!” >said Kiyone, pointing her PBG at the laughing psychopath.
“Arrest? Me?”
“Yes you, pretty boy.”
“I think not.” And he disappeared.
“Where’d he go?” Kiyone pointed her PBG every which way.
“I don’t know....damn...how could they make stealth capes for
people...GURAK!” Folken was silenced by about two feet of steel
protruding from his chest.
Sachiko: Now that's gonna leave a mark.
“Sorry, lord folken, but this was also in the emperor’s plan.” Said
Dilandau. He pulled his sword from the dead Folkens back, and began to
walk towards the enraged Kiyone.
“Die you fucking faggot!” She yelled and started blasting away at The
approaching Dilandau. Most shots went wild or were dodged, save one,
with Struck Dilandau’s sword, shattering it into a hundred white hot
pieces.
Dilandau screamed and clutched the side of his face. “You...hurt me you
Bitch! I’ll get you one day!” And he was gone.
Mason: Cool now he's gonna run around looking like an idiot trying to
kill her.
Kiyone ran to The still Folken’s form. She checked for a pulse behind
the ear, where his kind had their main pulse, and found none. She turned
him over and listened from a heart beat, and breath, anything that could
say that he was still alive.
And Found none.
Sachiko: This is bad.
“This is a special Report From GNN. The Zaibach Empire has withdrawn
from both the Free worlds League and the NERV Project. Also, their
alliance with the Demon Gods has been Dissolved. A new Alliance with the
Jurian Star Empire was Declared. All trade with Members of the NERV
Project have been terminated.
This development means a fundamental shift of power in the Galaxy.”
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Ash: Not bad.
Sachiko: This was... almost entertaining. I might do this again.
Mason: even though I didn't what was going on, I thought it was pretty
good.
Ash: well, that's it for today. until next time...
(The for leave the Theatre.)
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'Thank you for not invading our city' - a sign seen hanging from
the open gates of Ankh-Morpork.