Hello, K'thardin!
I
seem to have a tendancy to overwrite sometimes (as you
have probably seen ^_^),
Maybe a little here and there, but then, I think all of us authors here on
the FFML have both the right and the obligation to do that at least once or
twice a chapter. That, and be as punny as possible. ^_^
whereas you've pretty much
gotten it down where you write no more and no less
than what makes the story awesome.
Hehehe. There's a trick to that. Start out being as descriptive and
colourful as possible, then get bored and lazy. Every so often, take a
break, and come back determined to be descriptive again. Repeat.^_^
Of course, even I'm not near as bad as say...Robert
Jordan. Now there is a guy who could write the book
(as long as it would be. ^_^) on overwriting.
Heheheheheh.
Oh no. Robert Jordan would need to write at LEAST a series on the subject of
overwriting. Not a long one, though: only two or three dozen books...
> First of all, sorry this one took so long. It's been
> a rough couple of weeks
> for me in RL. Mid-term exams, assignments,
> projects... combine them all with
> lack of sleep and there was no way this little gem
> was getting out any
Try going out to sea for a few weeks.
Yech. I'd rather not, thanks. It's bad enough going THIS long and not being
able to post my story. Going out to sea might be bad enough to drive me
sane.
And THEN where would I be? ^_^
Does wonders
for your ability to write. Heh. You know, I've given
up writing when I'm underway...at least seriously.
Still, you should try to at least goof around with spamfics or the like.
It's usually a bad idea to stop writing completely, because then it can be
hard to get back in the swing when you want to. Even if you're just doodling
with a pencil and pad of paper, you might be surprised what comes out.
I
find I have people like Sasami talking like they
belong at a Pantera concert. ^^;;
Ooookay, so I take it that would be an ALT-verse, then? ^_^
> As a compensation, I've made this chapter
> just a little bit longer
> than usual, hopefully to make up for leaving you all
> hanging for so long.
> ^_^
Make them as long as you need to. We can hack it!
Gee, thanks! I'll keep that in mind. ^_^
> Seriously, people, I would really appreciate any and
> all responses you can
> give me. My address is sprinkled liberally
> throughout this message, and
> clicking the "Reply" button tends to work, as well!
> ^_~
Remind me to tell you about the Marines and the screen
saver when I get the chance. ^_^
I think you already did...
<snipity doo da!>
> OBLIGATORY LEGAL DISCLAIMER : Some of these guys
> aren't mine. The
> Sailor Senshi belong to DIC and Kodansha, while the
> Yoroiden are owned
> by Sunrise and Graz Entertainment. Okay? So don't
> bother suing me. I'm
> a student.
And I just spent all my money on Majora's Mask and the
Slayers DVD box set. ^_^
Okay, are you tailing me? Because I'm dead serious here: Saturday I blew
most of my cash on the DVD box set of Slayers Next.
Weird...
> Chapter Twelve : Snakebite
Snake Liskin? ^_^ Naa, that'd be more fun than I
could handle if he even made a cameo appearance. Heh.
Sorry, no "Escape from the Dark Kingdom". Although Rajura DOES have an
eyepatch, and their hairstyles are kind of close... ^_^
Speaking of Rajura, my roommate actually was the first person to point out
that all Sephiroth from FF7 needs is a patch and they'd be twins. None of us
had noticed that until right then. And if you add in the fact that Cloud
Strife looks an AWFUL lot like Seiji Date...
> The room was dark, far darker than she had ever
> seen it. Not
Darkness beyond Twilight...err...naa, I won't complete
it. ^_^
Heh. Actually, I still prefer "Light, come... FISH?!" ^_^
> The air smelled
> vaguely medicinal, but otherwise sterile, utterly
> devoid of any of the
> usual scents that permeated the fortress. Erdge
> remained silent as she
Seeing as how they don't believe or likely need a
medical facility, it's probably not one of those.
Well, that depends on how you view that tube Mother's in. Whole thing kind
of screams "life support" to me...
> It was
> foolish, but she almost felt as though the chamber
> itself was sleeping,
> waiting for her brother to return and bring it back
> to life, and that
> for one such as her to wake it prematurely would be
> to invite disaster.
Saw the previews for the second Mummy movie. Can't
wait. ^_^
Yeah, it looks good. The Mummy shall layeth the smacketh down! :D
> In a moment of weakness, she actually wished that
> someone were there
> with her, to make her feel safer. In a moment of
> brief insanity, she
> even would have welcomed the company of her sister
> Tuls.
That kind of danger would likely turn on that kind of
lady. ^_^
Who, Tuls? (snorts) Please... that girl's turned on just be waking up. Hell,
she never turns OFF: it's sort of the reason she's got such a problem...
Thought I don't think you need more than
one of these: moment or brief when describing
insanity.
Well, I guess. I'll see what I can do to fix that. ^_^
> Erdge paused and looked behind her. Someone seemed
> to have
> snuck up and removed the door she had entered
> through, hiding it behind
> a shifting curtain of shadow. Less than confident,
> Erdge inched towards
<Erdge> That's not fair!
<David Bowie> Fair? You keep saying that. I wonder
what your basis of comparison is? ^_^
LOL! Actually, it's a good argument. Who the hell are these people to
complain when bad things happen to them? They're the bad things that happen
to other people! ^_^
> the source of the ghostly glow that pervaded the
> realm. As she drew
> ever closer, the light grew stronger, until she
> knelt by the foot of
> the giant crystal tube, bathed in a luminescence
> that was as bright as
> day. Within the tube, suspended in a sea of
> glimmering blue ooze, was
> the single most beautiful woman Erdge had ever laid
> eyes upon. She had
Now this by far is the best description I've seen you
write about the Mother so far. I almost get a
Princess Emeraud type of individual out of this.
Thanks! That was kind of what I was going for. Mother is actually very
gentle and serene-looking. Y'know, in that fetching coma-patient way that's
OH so popular these days... ^_^
> a thick mane of golden hair, bobbing and curling
> around her head like
> a cloud, buffeted by the invisible currents in the
> slime that she was
the word 'slime' seems to...break the mood somewhat.
Try 'gel' or maybe even 'fluid'...or perhaps
'suspention.' Unless it was your intention to break
the mood this way, as a counterpoint to her beauty a
sort of 'ick' to the fluid she's in.
Well, actually that was what I was going for. Kind of the juxtaposition of
opposites, you know? Like a sad clown. ^_^
Seriously, I would do it the way you suggested, but I kind of wanted to
inject a bit of reality into the scene. Sure, she's good-looking, and
serene, and godly, and such, but she's floating in blue goo, and that's just
icky.
> immersed in. It was hard to tell, with her suspended
> as she was, but
> she was perhaps even a bit taller than Erdge herself
> was, and the two
> shared a similar build. There was an ageless look to
> her features,
Damn Aes Sedai are everywhere. Heh.
Hehehe. ^_^
> composed as they were in sleep. A thick nest of
> tubes and wires swirled
> about her nude body like some strange form of skirt
> and cape, running
> under the woman's alabaster skin at the waist,
> knees, wrists, neck,
> and shoulders.
Nude is good. ^_^ Always up for hitting on a goddess.
Uhh... even this one? I mean, she's not very lively, but MAN, her kids would
cause you some trouble...
Heh...but if I do my girlfriend would likely hit on
me...with a very big mallet. ^^
Yeah, girlfriends do that a lot when you let them watch too much anime. I
used to get rid of mine by plugging Bio-Booster Armour: Guyver into the
machine. She was squeamish. HATED AD Police Files.
I'm not sure why... ^_^
Hmm...Now I think I know who the Mother reminds me of.
Lilith in Marvel Comics.
Not quite the impression I was going for, but okay. ^_^
> Erdge sighed deeply. "It's
> just... I think maybe I
> want to, Mother. Am I wrong? I'm so confused - what
> should I do?"
A common question that all ask their god, or whoever
happens to be listening, at one time or another.
Yep. I mean, considering all of the siblings worship Mother, it made sense
that at least one of them would think to take their big problems to her. And
Erdge seems to be one of the most reverent of them, at least while she and
Mother are in the same room.
> Something was tickling
> around inside her
> head, like the sensation she always experienced when
> she needed to
> sneeze, only farther back from her sinuses. This
> strange, itching,
> tickling sensation was gleefully playing around in
> the back of her
> brain.
>
> "Help..."
Cool. She spoke...kinda. Heh.
Yeah, and it only took her 12 chapters to speak up. You'd think she was
floating unconscious in a big crystal tube or something. ^_^
> "Mother?" she whispered in awe, and gently pressed
> her fingers
> against the side of her leather mask. "Was that
> you?"
>
> "My child... help... my child..." The voice was
> soft, barely
Now the question is...is she asking her child for help
or asking Erdge to help one of the others. ^_^
Good question, isn't it? Figure out your own answer.
You didn't think I'd make this EASY, did you? ^_^
> "I don't understand," Erdge whispered plaintively,
> sinking to
> her knees once again, and clutching her head in both
> hands as she began
> to rock back and forth. "What are you saying? Which
> child do you want
> me to help?"
Erdge took it to mean the latter, but then from what I
can see, she's not open minded enough to consider the
possibility of the former.
I don't know... Erdge strikes me as one of the most open-minded of the
siblings. Keep in mind the question she asked: her mind is just going down
that particular track at the moment. Plus, having your god(or goddess) speak
to you directly can be a bit disorienting.
> "Help... my child... help..."
>
> "Pedri? Or Vyne? How can I be
> hearing you at all?
> What is going on here?"
>
> "That," an entirely different voice said quietly,
> as Pedri
> knelt beside the girl and offered her the mask she
> had discarded, "is,
> by coincidence, the very question I was wishing to
> put to you, Erdge."
Heh.
Yeah. Little Erdge might just be in all sorts of trouble at the moment.
After all, Pedri doesn't seem too stable, and there's no telling HOW he'll
react when he finds out that he's got some competition for Mother's
favorite... ^_^
> **********
>
> Clambering over a fallen oak, Nasuti Yagyu heaved a
> deep breath
> as she staggered to a rest against the trunk of a
> large pine and tried
> her best to keep her breathing calm and measured.
> Several leaves were
> clinging to the fuzzy pink fabric of her sweater,
> and she was sure her
> hair was full of twigs, but there were more
> important things for her
And bugs. Don't forget about the bugs. ^_^
Heh. In the words of Geroge Clooney: "Let me tell you something: they have
got bugs down here that you could ride to work..."
> Closing her eyes, the young woman rested
> her hand against
> the coarse bark of the pine and tried to pull
> herself together. She
> had stayed out of trouble for nearly a year:
> obviously she was getting
> a bit out of shape.
Bet she attends a gym on a regular basis after this.
Actually, one of the things I'm hoping to bring up is that Nasuti's actually
in amazing shape. I mean, that whole "running for your life" exercise
program can do wonders after the first year or so. Wouldn't suggest it,
though... it's not exactly for everybody...
> and forth behind it. The strangely beautiful coral
> patterns on the
> creature's bead-like scales seemed to shift
> hypnotically with every
> motion as its black, beady eyes drank her in.
Hypnotically eh? I wonder if that might not be
exactly what it's doing. Sort of a way to lure the
prey in...or paralyase it.
Could be. Mostly, though, it works as camoflage: like a tiger's stripes or a
leopard's spots, the pattern blends with light flitering through brush and
makes the thing almost invisible in the blend of light and shadow.
And yes, Tytoung is loosely based on an actual animal. Go ahead and guess
which! ^_^
> "You," it rasped from deep in the back of its
> throat, "are
> lucky to be such a delicacy. I suppose I owe your
> little protector a
> favour: dishes such as yourself are always better
> when they've been
> allowed to baste in their own juices for a while..."
> Lifting a clawed
Kinky. I'd love to eat her myself...err...wait a sec!
DAMNIT! There the hentai jokes start!
About time! I was wondering how long it would take you. ^_^
> digit, the huge lizard-man stretched out his hand
> and reached for his
> prey. Nasuti gasped as the thick claws tore through
> her sweater,
> scratching along the surface of her skin as the huge
> predator closed
> his hand and pulled her towards him. She had just
> known, she had just
> KNOWN, that coming to the Dark Kingdom was a bad
> idea...
Ah. I missed this the first time I read it. I was
wondering why Naaza had to do what he did later as I
didn't recall Tytoung (sp?) actually scoring a hit on
her.
That's kind of the point. Nasuti and Naaza don't really recall him scoring a
hit, either. That's why they don't suspect anything right away when she
starts feeling bad.
> In an explosion of leaves and twigs, an armoured
> form launched
> itself out of the scrub and slammed into the
> creature's ribs. There
> was a crack like a gunshot, and the monster's
> gigantic jaws swung open
> to release a bellow of pain and anger. Hundreds of
> curved fangs glinted
Even Vegita knew the value of getting up some momentum
when attacking something bigger than yourself. Not
that he lasted too long against Racoom. ^^
True, but at least Vegita didn't lead with his head. Then again, with Naaza
that may be the safest part to endanger: he doesn't use it very often, after
all. ^_^
> In fact, Nasuti noticed with a smile, the trees all
> throughout
> the clearing were rapidly losing their foliage, and
> the pines were
> dropping needles in bucket loads. Bark shredded,
> falling limply from
> the bleached, bone-like wood of the trunks like
> snakes shedding their
> skin. The armoured ball which had struck the lizard
> lay in the middle
> of a spreading patch of dead and dying grass in the
> middle of the
> small clearing. As Nasuti watched, it slowly
> unfolded its limbs and
> sat up, rubbing its head with one hand and wincing.
Does he have that effect usually, or is he doing
something that would cause this?
I think it's because he's charging up for the fight, myself: he can control
the strength of the poison that coats his armour, and it makes sense he'd
want it on full to battle someone like Tytoung.
One of the sure signs in canon YST that Naaza was nearby was that the
plantlife would start to die. Trees' leaves would turn red or gold, and
fall, grass would dry out and get brittle, and so on.
> "Mental note," Naaza mumbled to himself, "don't do
> that again.
> OW! I had no idea big lizards were that much harder
> than water..."
> Shaking his head, the Masho of Poison glanced over
> at the young woman
> staring at him and waved. "Hi, Nasuti! How's it
> goin'?"
I can see both their expressions. It's commical! I
wish I could really get a picture of it!
Actually, this is the one scene I had pictured when I devoted the whole
chapter to Naaza and Nasuti. The goofy grin on his face, the look of utter
disbelief on hers... it kind of made the chapter for me.
> "Oh," Nasuti said numbly, staring at the
> green-haired man
> before her with eyes wide, "can't complain. You?"
>
> Naaza grinned and shrugged. "Hey, never better!
> I've got a bit
<Han> Together again?
<Luke> Wouldn't miss it.
<Han> How we doing?
<Luke> Same as always.
<Han> That bad huh? ^_^
Pretty much. After the kind of stuff these people go through, it's only a
matter of time before they get a sort of "Oh, well, here I go again"
attitude about it. Especially someone like Naaza.
> of a headache right now, but other than that, I'm
good." The fallen
> tree suddenly lifted into the air as Tytoung rose to
his hind feet
> with an angry roar. Holding the trunk in one clawed
hand, he swung it
> at the smaller man's head. Without looking, Naaza
performed a backflip
Before I go much further, I'd like to say this is one
of the best fight scenes I've ever had the pleasure of
reading. ^_^
Thanks! It's all sorts of fun to write Naaza, especially in fight scenes,
because he's by nature the fastest and most agile of the Masho. On top of
which, he's completely nuts, so he never quite does what someone expects.
^_^
> "Uh, listen, Nasuti," the Snake Masho said quickly
> as he swung
> his arms up to block a devastating strike from
> Tytoung's tail, "I'm
> kind of in the middle of something right now." The
> tail swept in from
> the other side, and only a swift duck and roll kept
> Naaza from losing
> his head. "Think you could maybe get out of here?
> I'll catch up with
> you just as soon as I take care of this."
The nonchalant way he's saying this. ^_^ Ahh...it's
great!
Thanks again. Part of it is the fact that he's not really aware of what he's
actually doing at any given moment. The rest is in his perspective. I mean,
battling monsters happens every day, but how often does he get to talk to a
pretty girl? ^_~
> "No problem," Nasuti said, managing a weak smile
> despite the
> pain shooting through her stomach. "I'm just glad
> you showed up."
>
> Naaza grinned goofily as the auburn-haired woman
> disappeared
> back into depths of the moonlit forest. "She's glad
> I showed up..."
Tytoung: Pay attention! I'm trying to kill you here!
Naaza: Oh. That was kinda rude of me, but even you
got to admit the reasons are good.
Tytoung: Yeah, she is one yummy looking treat.
Naaza: Definitely good to eat.
Funny, how two people can talk about something entirely different, and be
using the same exact words. ^_^
Tytoung: Honey glaze would go well with her.
Naaza: You think so? I was thinking chocoalte syrup.
Or maybe gummy bears.
OK...I'm gonna stop now. ^_^
Oh, you know you aren't. Don't be deceptive. ^_^
> "HEY! I was TRYING to be WISTFUL, dammit!" Planting
his hands
> against the ground, Naaza lifted his body and slid
his knees under
> himself, throwing his opponent off balance as he
stood and drew two of
> the six swords he habitually carried. "Now where the
hell were we? Oh,
Spawn did this in a recent issue when something bigger
than him flattened him. ^^
Really? That's interesting. Personally, I wrote this scene because I've
always wondered why nobody ever just does that when they get stepped on in a
fight scene. ^_^
> yeah - SUFFER!" With a wild cackle, the green-haired
> Masho whirled
<Inferno> BBBUUURRRNNN!!! ^_^
I always liked Inferno. You'd never guess he was voiced by that guy from
Highlander. What's his name... Jim Byrnes!
<snip again!>
> Well, to the
> Pit with anything
> THAT foul-tasting: he had a rather tender and juicy
> young female to
> track down and properly introduce himself to. She
> was quite lovely,
And I'm sure that Naaza has the same plan. ^___-
Hey, Naaza doesn't need to introduce himself to Nasuti. After about the
third or fourth kidnapping, you're basically on a first name basis.
> he reflected, but she would be ever so much nicer
with a light honey
> glaze, and some of those little potatoes that he
liked on the side,
> and maybe he could talk one of his darling little
sisters into helping
> him make an appetiser... or even into BEING an
appetiser...
That one had so many sexual conotations to it I'm not
even going to try to improve upon it. ^_^
Good for you. ^_^
> As Nasuti
> watched, her neck
> aching from the strain, the winged form swooped and
> twirled out of
> sight, flying off into the distance.
as is screamed, "Do you want me to gut Ultra Magnus?"
Galvatron: "There are plenty of Autobots for you. Ultra Magnus is MINE!"
Although actually, it was Vyne, still flying around and having fun. Thus
showing that this is taking place during the start of chapter 11. Or not, I
guess. ^_^
Yeah...I got the DVD. Special edition! ^_^
Sweet! It's surprising how much I still love that movie. ^_~
> "Hey, Nasuti! What are we looking at?"
Naa, you need him to come up and look at it with her
for awhile...kinda like Indiana Jones did when he
nearly fell over the side with the Tank in the third
movie. ^_^
Well, I didn't say how long he was there. It's one of the problems with
narrating more or less from Nasuti's point of view. Naaza isn't there until
she knows he's there.
> "NAAZA! Where did you come from?"
>
> The Snake Masho raised an eyebrow. "Well," he said
> patiently,
> "a very long time ago, a big, nasty snake demon took
> human form and
> went into the nearby village of Kagoshima, in
> Southern Kyushu. There,
> he met a young prostitute named-"
ROFL!
(bows) I have a few plans for the Masho in this arc. Their pasts are so
ignored most of the time, and there's a lot of interesting stories that can
be told. Mainly because canon doesn't pay them much attention either.
> "No," Nasuti groaned, smacking herself in the
forehead, "I
> meant where did you come from JUST NOW, Naaza?"
>
> Naaza blinked and pointed up. "Trees," he said, as
though it
> was an explanation.
LOL!! Heh...heheh...yeah.
Naaza's fun to write. He can be so literal at times. ^_~
> "Huh?" Naaza looked almost stunned for a second,
then rolled
> his eyes and pursed his lips. "Uh, yeah, a PLAN!
Sure, I got one of
> those, I guess."
Or at least he can fake it really good. ^_^
Not SO good: he all but admits he's lost in just a few sentences. A REAL guy
would just do whatever popped into his head and let the girl guess at what
his "plan" may or may not be. ^_^
> "You don't have a plan," Nasuti slurred, sliding
> down to lie on
> the ground and clumsily folding her jacket into a
> pillow. "Nope, no
> plan at all..."
Nope...no hope at all. ^_^
Blurr: "No plan? No plan? But if you don't have a plan, Optimus, then how
can we fight the plague? Because if we can't fight the plague, we're all
doomed-doomed-doomed!"
> "Hey, I got a plan!" Naaza leapt to his feet, a
> determined set
> to his jaw as he pointed at the prone Nasuti. "A
> perfect plan! A plan
> that's such a perfectly planned piece of planning
> that you'll be
> stunned that a planner like me planned it! There's
> only one flaw in
> the whole plan!"
>
> "What?" Nasuti groaned, burying her face in her
> makeshift
> pillow. Naaza seemed to be saying something
> important, if only the
> world would stop spinning long enough for her to
> listen to him. Or
> at least be kind enough to pick a direction and
> stick with it. What
> was wrong with her? Wrapping her arms around her
> stomach, she bit
> her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. She just needed
> sleep, that was
> all. She was exhausted.
>
> "I have no idea what it is," Naaza admitted
> sheepishly.
That would be the cue for a facefault. ^_^
If, that is, anybody in YST EVER facefaulted. In the entire series, not one
character ever facefaulted, sweatdropped, used hammerspace, or inflated
their head to twenty times its original size. Gee, no WONDER it's not as
popular as other series...
Hehehe. Popular enough for the fans to drag it back from oblivion TWICE,
though! That's right, it's back on Cartoon Network! Again! Because we
wouldn't leave them alone until it was! ;p
> There was still no response. Worried, Naaza knelt
> next to the
> woman and felt her forehead with his hand. After a
> few seconds, he
> groaned, smacked himself in the forehead, and
> thought to remove his
> armoured gauntlet before trying again. The emerald
> and ruby yoroi of
Hehehehehehehe...stupid human tricks.
Hey, he's crazy. Sometimes he takes a few extra seconds to catch on to
things. ^_^
> Doku seemed to hiss angrily as it steamed from his
> form in a cloud of
> pinkish-purple smoke. The vapour hung above him for
> a brief moment,
> forming the shape of a cobra with a flared hood
Gee, K'thardin, all those comments about Rajura being the "Masho of
Decepticon" and not one mention of how Naaza is a "Cobra Commander"? I'm
shocked... ^_~
> "Oh, come on, Nasuti," he muttered, as he felt the
> fever
> raging through her, and her pulse racing wildly.
> "Don?t fall asleep,
> hon. You have to stay awake for me."
After all, it's no fun if I cannot have my way with
you awake! err...damnit! There I go again!
That's okay. You were due. ^_^
> The auburn-haired woman stirred, and wearily
> cracked one eye
> open. "I?m tired," she mumbled, and let her head
> loll to one side as
> her eyes began to close again. "Leave me alone."
5 more minutes momma...just 5 more minutes...
Heh. We've all had days like that, I think. Besides, fatigue is a valid
symptom of the poison she got hit with.
> "Nasuti," Naaza said firmly, "I need you to listen
> to me very
> carefully. What's my name?"
>
> "Naaza."
>
> "And I am...?"
>
> "Cuckoo."
ROFLMAO!!!
Oh, like YOU'D be able to resist a set-up like that one... ^_^
> Naaza blinked. He had a bad feeling that it was
> going to be a
> long day.
Well, at least he didn't deny it. ^_^
How exactly COULD he?
> It had started raining almost with the dawn, and a
> decidedly
> waterlogged Masho of Poison staggered through the
> forest with a
> drenched armful of university professor. The water
> had dampened his
> usually enthusiastic hairstyle, and the green locks
> hung limply about
This from a guy whose armor gets power from water.
Sure, his armour gets its power from water, but that doesn't mean he enjoys
being rained on more than any other guy. Plus, it's messing with his hair.
Can you imagine what that hair would look like when it was wet? He probably
looks like a drowned rat.
>
> "Right," he said quietly. "Well, I may be a nut,
> but I can
At least you don't make any jokes about busting the
nut. ^_^
I'm saving that particular joke (and quote) for later. ^_^
> take a friggin' hint." As the rain drummed against
> the steel plates of
> his armour, Naaza hunched forward a bit farther,
> doing his best to
> shield Nasuti with his body. The poor girl hadn't
> even put up a
> struggle when he scooped her off her feet: he had
> known town drunks
> that walked faster and more surely than she had been
> managing two
> hours ago. Whatever the devil was wrong with the
> girl, Naaza had a
He helped town drunks? ^^
No, he just knew a couple back when he lived on Earth. All he said was that
town drunks had been able to walk better than she could. He never said word
one about ever helping them. Although drunks were probably the only people
he could get near, looking like he does: they'd assume he was just a
hallucination, or something.
> sick feeling that the big lizard was behind it. He
> looked down at the
> face of his burden, covered in a sheen of rainwater.
> Her eyes were
> shut, and her lips parted slightly, as though in
> sleep.
>
> "I am going to peel Spunky like a grape," Naaza
> decided, and
So has he figured out what is wrong?
Nah, he just figures that's a good strategy no matter what. ^_^
If so, how and
when did he do it? You might want to include that. I
mean, the how might be very interesting to delve into.
Whoops! I snipped a bit I shouldn't have. I had a scene where he gets close
enough to Nasuti that he smells her breath and detects the poison in it.
He's then able to use the trace of venom he smelled to create an antivenin,
which he uses on her. I was clipping a scene above it and must have removed
that part by accident.
As well as for what he does in a bit.
Like I said, originally I had explained that. There was a part of the story
I cut out, and I took a line or two more than I had intended.
> nodded reassuringly to himself. "But first, I have
> to get you
> somewhere dry." Sighing, the green-haired man looked
> around. "Hey!
> There's a place!" The mud squelched under his feet
> as he changed
> direction and began to amble towards a dilapidated
> and ramshackle old
> building. The walls were weathered, and made of
> carved stone that had
> worn itself silken smooth with time. The door fell
> off of its hinges
> when Naaza kicked it, and he shrugged.
Which leads one to wonder what sort of people once
lived there?
DING-DING-DING! ^_^
He just asked the million-dollar question, gang. This house did actually
belong to somebody important. And somebody we've met before, too. So who?
Well, I gave you a few good hints. Let's go through them:
1. It's a pretty small farmhouse, with two bedrooms and three beds. So only
three people lived there, and two of them shared a room.
2. It's in the middle of nowhere, pretty much, but still close enough to
Queen Beryl's old castle that she would have been able to keep an eye on its
occupants.
3. It was lived in, but nobody's been there for a pretty long time, if the
forest has overgrown the farmland.
4. When Naaza went through the bigger room's closet, he found both clothes
that were rough and coarse, like a farmer's, and clothes that were "fit for
a king".
5. He also pulled a piece of clothing out of the closet: a GREY CAPE.
So, I ask you, my readers: in the entire Ronin Summer series, can you think
of anybody who
a) lived in the Dark Kingdom
b) while Beryl was queen
c) who she wouldn't want in the castle, but still close by
d) two of whom might have shared a room
e) one of whom was of pretty high stature before being sent away
f) and who would habitually wear a grey cape ?
Figured it out yet? ^_^
> He wondered idly who had lived
> there; it had been
> left in very good condition, considering it had been
> abandoned for
> enough centuries that the forest had overrun any
> farmland and
> swallowed the building whole. There were two other
> rooms, one off
> either side of the main kitchen. Both were bedrooms,
> one large and
And the grin just widens on his face as he thanks the
gods for providing him with a bed. ^_-
Hey, Naaza's being GOOD. And I'm sure he's reminding himself of that every
few seconds, too... ^_~
<snip city!>
> Her condition had only worsened in his absence. The
> girl was
> still sweating profusely, and not merely from her
> face. Even her palms
> were dripping with perspiration, and yet her teeth
> chattered from
> cold. Her skin was practically chalk white, and she
> was moaning
> faintly under her breath. Most worrisome to Naaza,
> though, was the way
> in which her body would randomly spasm, the muscles
> contracting and
> releasing on their own accord.
Lucky it wasn't one of those 3 steps and you're dead
type poisons.
VERY lucky. However, she was getting pretty close. That's why Naaza couldn't
just let her absorb the antidote through her skin like he usually would (by
laying his hands on her). He had to be a bit more drastic... and give her an
injection. ^_~
> "Okay," he muttered, "alone in an old farmhouse, in
> the middle
> of a forest, in a thunderstorm, with Nasuti Yagyu.
> Left to my own
> devices, as it were." Clearing his throat, he slowly
> turned in a full
> circle, scanning the area carefully. "Anybody out
> there planning to
> leap in here and come to the rescue?" he whispered,
> and waited for a
Naa. You're the good guy this time. ^_^ That's your
job!
Ah, but the point is that back when he WAS evil, this was more or less the
part where someone would come dropping out of the rafters to put an end to
his nefarious deeds. Now he's got the perfect situation, and he can't do any
nefarious deeds anymore, because he's supposed to have reformed! That's what
he's whining about. ^_~
> response. Getting none, he groaned and let his
> shoulders slump. "Man,"
> he groused, "I just pick the worst damn times not to
> be evil..."
Or at least not do evil. Heh.
Sometimes being a good guy really sucks. Or in this case, bites. ^_^
> Nasuti groaned softly, and Naaza stood up. Reaching
> down, he
> gently pulled on the neck of Nasuti's sweater,
> stretching the fabric
> down over the curve of her shoulder and baring an
> expanse of pale,
> creamy skin. Closing his eyes, Naaza hooked his
> fingers under the
You sure he didn't peak? Just to see what color they
were? ^_^
He didn't pull her sweater down THAT far! Just stretched it over one
shoulder, kind of. Remember, he's trying to be GOOD...
Although the emphasis may be more on the "trying" part than on the "good"
part...
> Nasuti calmed slightly, and lay still. Naaza
> glanced up at her
> face, which was composed and serene. Was she
> trusting him, he wondered,
> or had she just fainted again? Either way, he
> figured, and licked his
> lips again. "You may feel a slight pressure," he
> rasped. "More like a
> pinch, really..."
Actually according to some legends when vampires and
other similar creatures did this it was really quite a
pleasant experience...probably some kind of drug they
released into their victim's system to keep them
docile.
The joke was that doctors tend to say that whenever they're about to give
someone a shot. And as for the rest of that, I'll explain a bit farther
down. I'm quite familiar with the legend, believe me.
And for the record, being bitten by a cobra is supposed to be quite euphoric
(after the initial pain of the bite), even in real life. It's kind of like
being drunk or high on LSD, according to most victim's accounts.
> He opened his mouth, and his canines extended.
> Nasuti's eyes
> shot open, and she cried out as Naaza sank his fangs
> into the soft,
> exposed flesh of her shoulder. Her back arched,
> slamming her body
> against his own until he placed one hand on her
> stomach and forced her
> back down against the table. He wanted to say
> something to calm the
Blade anyone? ^_^
Naaza already has several blades. :b
Deadpool: "I don't know... she strikes me as more of a gun girl than a blade
babe, and I do SO love running with sharp objects..."
> poor girl, but frankly he was a bit busy. His fangs
> pulsed, releasing
> a megadose of the antivenin his body had created,
> and Nasuti cried out
And this would be an interesting little explanation
technically.
Yeah, my fault. Like I said earlier, I accidently deleted the part where he
detects the venom on Nasuti's breath.
I mean, he created this antivenin...but
was it the right one? Wouldn't he have needed a
sample at least?
Exactly. The idea was that he got the sample when he smelled her breath.
Being the Masho of Poison, he wouldn't need hardly any at all: he takes to
toxins like Shin takes to water.
Also it's quite interesting how his
body seems to be a sort of makeshift chemical factory.
It's true, though. According to YST source material, Naaza can adjust the
acidity and toxicity of his venom. Which means (to me, at least) he can
change the chemical composition. Which means he could create damn near any
chemical compound he wanted, as long as it was even vaguely toxic. And
*everything* is toxic, it's only a matter of dosage.
> again, louder than before. Her arms flew up and
clutched him to her
> reflexively, her fingers tangling in his hair as she
threw her head
Personally I think you should have gone with a slight
bit of...aphrodesiac...or some other drug which would
have made her feel REALLY good. ^_-
Okay. Obviously this one was a bit too subtle.
I'm going to go through Nasuti's reactions very slowly, and then I'm going
to say one thing, so follow along. ^_^
Nasuti cries out. Then she arches her back and tries to press her body
against his. She cries out again, and starts to grabs his hair.
Then she throws her head back, and starts to tighten her grip on him. She's
whimpering, and her pulse is racing. She starts to move her legs, as if
she's fidgeting, and she's breathing heavy. Then, she really screams, at the
top of her lungs, and her whole body gets really tense before suddenly
relaxing.
Now, let me tell you something: Nasuti wasn't screaming in PAIN.
> system would deliver it faster. His fangs pulsed
> again, and Nasuti
> all but screamed, her entire body spasming as every
> muscle in her body
> clenched, and then slowly relaxed as Naaza pulled
> his fangs free and
> sat back, wiping her blood from his lips.
Or maybe licking it clean? ^_^
I considered it, but that would be too... vampire-ish. Naaza is almost the
exact opposite. He didn't take away her bodily fluids, he gave his own.
> This, he reminded himself as
> he dragged his body
> across the floor and towards one of the bedrooms, is
> why I never,
> ever, use all of my poison in one strike. With a
> weary groan, the
> youngest of the Masho made it onto the bed before
> surrendering
> consciousness and drifting into a deep, dreamless
> sleep.
Honestly, and this is not hentai, I'm surprised he
didn't crawl onto the table with her. To keep her
warm. Or to keep himself warm. I'm dead serious
here. It's done all the time. I'm kinda surprised he
didn't put her in the bed to begin with though.
Didn't put her in the bed because he didn't know there was one. The table
was in the first room they entered, remember? And as soon as he came back
from the bedroom, she was already in need of aid. And after he bit her, he
didn't even have the strength to stand up, let alone carry anyone anywhere.
> **********
>
> Nasuti Yagyu slowly opened one eye. Several seconds
> passed,
> and nothing seemed immediately out of place. Warily,
> she opened the
> other eye and sat up. Things remained normal.
>
> Obviously, something was wrong.
Heheheeheh. Sorry your trip to the Twilight zone is
canceled, but we had this nice Dark Kingdom tour we
KNEW you'd love to go on as an alternative. ^_^
Sometimes, Nasuti Yagyu must feel like her whole LIFE is a trip through the
Twilight Zone. She has met and been captured, chased, or attacked by things
that would make Lovecraft proud.
<Ultra Snip Zord Power!>
> NAAZA! The Snake Masho was nowhere to be seen.
> Still a bit
> unsteady on her legs, Nasuti wobbled across the room
> and opened one of
> the two doors she had seen. There was no knowing
> what had happened
> while she was out; Naaza might have left her behind
> to go get help, or
> maybe tried to lead Tytolung on a false trail. He
> might even have been
> drawn away by Tytolung, or fighting with him right
> that moment. He
> could already be dead!
Awwee...that's just so sweet that she's so concerned
about him! ^_^
God help her if Naaza ever finds out. He'd probably put Shampoo to shame
with his idea of a glomp. As the Snake Masho, the boy IS part python, after
all. ^_^
> His emerald hair spilled around his head on the
> pillow, falling over
> his face as he rolled over. He actually was kind of
> cute, Nasuti
> reflected with a soft smile, and shook her head.
> Where the hell had
> that come from?
Had a scene like that in one of my fics. Heh.
Hey, just because she thinks he's a little cute somewhere in the back of her
brain doesn't mean she has to admit it. After all, he's a Masho. She spent
the better part of a year running and hiding from him. And they didn't
exactly have much fun the times he or his friends caught her, either.
> Naaza rolled over, and Nasuti gasped. His undergear
> armour was
> gone for some reason, and the entire left side of
> his shirt was torn
> to shreds, stained red with blood. The sheets
> beneath him were
> equally incardine, and the pool was slowly
> spreading.
Don't you hate it when those really nasty wounds break
open like that? ^_^
Especially when they're on a part of the body that routinely bends. Like a
bad cut on your finger. Just try holding that still long enough for it to
heal.
> "Snuh?" A single eye cracked open, and the young
> man flopped
> onto his back. "Nasuti? What? Are you okay?"
>
> "I'm fine, but-"
Naaza: *looks her up and down* I know you're FINE.
Heh. That's probably why he's going through so much trouble for her.
Naaza isn't exactly known for going out of his way to help anybody, not even
his fellow Masho. Plus, he bores easily. ^_^
> "Good." Naaza groaned and tried to sit up, before
Nasuti pushed
> him back down. "All that being sane was driving me
crazy. What's up?"
All depends on one's definition of sane and insane.
Heh.
Exactly my point. As far as Naaza is concerned, he's fine the way he is. At
least he KNOWS he's crazy, but then, that means it would be less sane of him
to act sane, doesn't it? He knows he isn't, so pretending otherwise would
REALLY be crazy. ^_^
> "You're still bleeding! Why didn't you heal your
> wounds?"
>
> The Masho smiled sheepishly. "Er... I thought they
> made me
> more interesting?"
>
> Nasuti scowled.
Oh. Already falling for the GF scowl. Poor guy is
already whipped.
Pre-whipped, actually. Naaza is the Masho of Obedience. Think about that for
a few seconds. ^_~
> "So suit up." Nasuti crossed her arms across her
> chest and
> gestured towards the door with her head. "We may as
> well look for
> everyone else while you get your strength back."
Maybe they should bandage that wound as best they can
first? ^_^ Even if he heals it, he's still losing
blood after all.
Actually, according to my research, treatment for the kind of bite Naaza got
is to "let it bleed freely, irrigating with plenty of water, immobilizing
the limb above heart level, and calming the patient."
Posion, remember? Closing the wound would only allow the venom to work
faster. You never bandage any kind of poisonous reptile bite. The only
reason Naaza isn't affected as badly as Nasuti is because his immune system
is as mean as the rest of him. ^_^
> Maybe
> Pedri didn't intend to reward Tytoung for his
> services: in his current
> frame of mind, it didn't bother the large and scaly
> creature. He'd
> just rip through Pedri -or whoever else was in his
> way- and goddamn
> TAKE what he wanted!
So why doesn't he do that now? ^_^ He seems to think
he can, after all. Heh.
Well, it's one thing to think, and another to actually DO. As the great
Macbeth put it: "There is many a slip, 'twixt the cup and the lip." Pedri
doesn't go down as easily in real life as he might in some siblings'
fantasies, and deep down iside, Tytoung knows it.
> Speaking of things I want, he thought, licking his
lips, here
> comes one now. The door of the small farmhouse swung
open, and the
> morsel he had been tailing walked out of her haven.
Foolish frail.
> Indoors his immense size would have been too great a
disadvantage, but
> he'd known she had to come out eventually.
Why bother with worrying about property damage? Why
not just wreck the place?
It's not property damage he's thinking about. The place is small, and
Tytoung is very large. He wouldn't be able to move very easily in a place as
cramped as that, and the people he was after would be able to avoid or
escape him much easier.
> Naaza scratched his head and looked around. Hey, he
> thought to
> himself, a bunch of trees. Who would have expected
> that? And over to
> the left... another bunch of trees. Placing his
> armoured fists on his
> hips, he strained his eyes and hoped something would
> start looking
> familiar really quick.
>
> "Right," he said finally. "Well, I give up. Where
> are we,
> Nasuti?"
The society of men is going to hang him. We NEVER ask
for directions...Ryouga being the exception to that
rule, as even if he did, he'd STILL be lost in a
moment. Heh.
Ah, but Naaza didn't ask how to get anywhere, he asked Nasuti where
they were at the moment. If she doesn't know, he can blame her for their
being lost. ^_^
> "What?" Nasuti turned and gave Naaza a look of
> surprise. "Why
> should I know where we are?"
>
> "Well, I WAS following you..."
>
> "You were supposed to be in the LEAD!" Nasuti
> groaned and
> tugged on her hair, stamping one foot in the muddy
> earth. "What the
> hell were you doing following ME?"
>
> "Now, Nasuti," Naaza argued, making a placating
> gesture,
> "let's be fair. Between the two of us, which one is
> more likely to
> know what they're doing at any given moment? I mean,
> I was just
> playing the odds."
Truth hurts. ^_^
Hehehe. And the only way Nasuti could disagree would be to say she had less
of an idea of what she was doing than Naaza, a confirmed loon. In other
words, she'd have to call HERSELF an idiot. ^_^
> "Are you telling me we've been wandering aimlessly
for hours?
> You have no idea where you are, and no idea where
you're going?"
>
> "Yeah." Naaza grinned and scratched behind one ear,
laughing
> nervously. "Pretty much business as usual, I
guess..."
And you know what that means. Heh.
Of course. We covered this last chapter! Any time the Masho walk without
knowing where they're going, they instinctively head towards the Keep. Which
happens to be where Rajura and Hotaru are by now. ^_^
> The auburn-haired woman stared at the Snake Masho
> for a moment,
> an undefinable emotion simmering in her eyes. Very
> slowly, she lifted
> one leg and reached down, removing her sneaker.
> "Come over here," she
> said, lifting the shoe like a weapon, "and let me
> smack you with this."
At least she didn't pull out a mallet. Be thankful
for that. ^_^
None of the YST characters seem to have access to hammerspace. For which the
guys are very grateful.
Although Kayura likely doesn't need it. That shakujo staff of hers makes for
one heck of a whuppin' stick. ^_~
> "Uh," the Snake Masho stuttered, backing away from
> the slowly
> advancing woman, "I really think I'd rather not,
> actually..."
Damn...he knows the laws of anime. Heh, and the laws
of GFs.
If he did, he would have given up immediately. Those laws GAURANTEE he's
going to get hit, no matter what he says or does.
> "Serves you right," Nasuti said imperiously, as she
> watched
> the Masho of Poison lose his footing and slam back
> down into the black
> muck. Struggling to her own feet, the young woman
> took three steps
Nazaa: More?
Nasuti: What?!
Nazaa: Can I have some more mistress? I'LL BE YOUR
SLAVE!
Hey, now! Naaza may be a sadistic masochist, but that doesn't mean that...
Hang on a second. Did I have a point, here?
> and slammed face-first into the loam. Naaza chuckled
> and released his
> grasp on her ankle. His smile suddenly died as he
> looked up, his eyes
Heh.
It was only a matter of time before Naaza got her back. And with Naaza, it's
never a very long time. If he doesn't get his vengeance quick, there's a
good chance he'll forget what he was mad about. ^_^
> Blinking, Nasuti turned and looked into the thick
> curtain of
> rain that surrounded them both. Squinting, she could
> just barely make
> out a tall spire of ebony dominating the vast plain
> of black slime.
> "What the hell is that? Looks like we might be able
> to take some
> shelter..."
>
> "No. No, no, no, no, no! We're leaving right now,
> Nasuti."
What's in that place?
It's not what's THERE. It's what HAPPENED there.
Trust me, I will explain in just a chapter or two. Everything in its due
course, and all.
> Naaza responded instinctively, spreading his feet
wide and holding his
> hands far to the sides of his body, slowly beginning
to sway back and
> forth as he bared his fangs and hissed in return.
Reminds me of Zelda 64 when you fight Gannon. The
guys watching me play and myself actually craned our
necks when he rose up out of the ashes of his
fortress. I imagine that's the kind of thing we're
seeing here.
Pretty much.
> "Good to see you again, Spunky!" Naaza replied
> cheerfully,
> drawing two of the four katana that hung at his
> waist. "Such a shame
> you have to leave so soon..."
>
> Tytoung laughed, a dry chuckle that rattled off as
> he stepped
> forward and tilted his head to one side. "How droll.
> You think you can
> actually defeat me?"
Alright! Evil villain stock dialouge! You ever think
the 'good guys' would make fun of it? Then again,
they have their own stock dialouge. Heh...I suppose
that's why Ash made such a cool good guy. Never used
that stuff.
No true sentai show can be complete without at least a BIT of stock
dialogue. And I know for a fact that Lina Inverse will call you on it if she
ever catches you using any. And we all liked Ash. He was... Groovy... ^_^
After all...good...bad...he had the gun. ^_^
Yeah, that's a good one, too. ^_^
> "Well, I was planning to rough you up a little
first, on
> account of I don't like your face, but we're in a
> bit of a rush."
> Naaza began to step forward eagerly, when Nasuti
> grabbed him by one of
> the spikes on his shoulderplates.
>
> "What are you thinking? You aren't even at full
> strength, and
> you're actually going to pick a fight with a god?"
>
> Naaza shrugged. "Well, I'll be damned! Looks like I
> am."
As Rob Zombie's "Super Beast" plays in the background.
Not exactly, but kind of close.
Just out of curiosity what sort of music did you
write to here, if any?
It's going to sound odd, but I wrote this fight scene "Hunger", by Spectre
General, and "Dare To Be Stupid" by Wierd Al Yankovic. It's odd, because I
kind of feel like those two songs happen to describe Tytoung and Naaza
rather well, actually. They were just on my playlist at the right time, I
guess.
> It was Naaza who screamed, however, as he felt
> something in
> his gauntlet crunch, and flex in directions it never
> had before.
Or at least not recently. Heh, never hit something
your bones or your ki shield can't break...otherwise
you get this.
Well, with all the punching that goes around in this series, it was only a
matter of time before someone hit something harder than their fist and went
crunch.
> Fighting off a sudden wave of nausea, he gritted his
> teeth and slammed
> the broken hand into Tytoung's thick skull seven
> more times before the
> titanic lizard wrapped his claws around Naaza?s head
> and peeled the
> Masho loose from his body. With a violent flick of
> his muscled wrist,
> Tytoung sent the smaller man flying.
That is some serious pain tollerance. I mean I'd be
going into shock by now, and I'm sure so would most
other people.
Yeah, but generally speaking, if you've gone beserk enough to deliberately
pound a guy in the head seven times with a fist that's already broken,
you're probably far enough gone that you aren't feeling much of anything.
Besides which, Naaza has always had odd pain tolerance. He can get blown up
by two sure-kill attacks combined (Flare Up Now and Super Wave Smasher, to
be precise), and it just pisses him off.
> Naaza landed hard, mud splashing up in all
> directions as he
> flopped onto the ground like a dead fish. His head
> was pounding, and
> the feeling of nausea was getting worse. He tried to
> flex his fingers,
Looks like that's what is happening too. Heh.
He's had a rough day. Remember, he isn't even at full strength right now.
> "I will honour your bravery," Tytoung rumbled.
> "Know that the
> one you have sought to protect will suffer only
> after you have died
> defending her." Rising once again onto his hind
> legs, Tytoung raised
> one massive scaly fist, fingers curved and claws
> trembling with
> anticipation. He brought the killing hand down...
That's refreshing. Kinda. ^^;;;
Well, Tytoung has a somewhat twisted sense of honour. He can respect what
Naaza's going through. He's still going to win, but he sees even leaving
Nasuti alone long enough to bother fighting Naaza as being a sign of great
respect. He could just ignore the guy and go straight for Nasuti. We've
already established that he's fast enough to kill her before Naaza could
reach him.
>
> Tytoung was there, and a scaled fist smashed into
the side of
> Naaza's unarmoured head. His neck snapped back, and
the Masho fell to
Did he lose his helmet again?
Yup. I meant to mention that when Tytoung hurled him the first time, he kind
of left his helmet in the big guy's fist. Guess I slipped up there. Oh,
well, wil fix! ^_^
> the ground again. Tytoung raised his hind leg,
> stamping down with his
> foot just as Naaza mustered the strength to dodge
> again, sitting up
> and forcing the lizard's leg to bend the wrong way
> with a lightning
> fast strike to the kneecap. Tytoung dropped back on
> all fours,
> favouring the limb even more than he had before.
> Naaza staggered to
> his feet once again, weaving back and forth. The two
> locked gazes,
> and Tytoung nearly flinched.
I wonder what he saw?
I'm going to go a bit more into it the next time we see Tytoung, but
basically that was the exact moment he realised that he was dishing out his
best blows, and Naaza wasn't feeling a thing. That the only way Naaza was
staying down was if he went down forever. And that Naaza was enjoying every
second of it.
> In that moment of hesitation, the Snake Masho
> launched a
> desperate strike, wading through the mire and
> slamming his reptilian
Heh, reminds me of the King of Fighters and their
desperation combos. ^_^
Something like that. I believe it's either called a "second wind" or a
"burst of adrenalin". Basically, I think it's just Naaza knowing that if he
didn't take Tytoung down right there, he probably wasn't going to.
> opponent with punches that moved faster than human
> eyes could follow,
> blurs of green followed by explosions of red as he
> rained blow after
> blow upon the head of Tytoung. A left to the head, a
> right to the
> stomach, a knee to the ribs, a kick to the injured
> knee, Naaza was
> like a dervish, driving the larger creature back
> with the sheer volume
> of his attacks.
Yep, definately the King of Fighters and their
desperation combos. Course you'd think he wouldn't
hit the head after his recent umm injury. You might
want to say something about that, if he's even feeling
his crushed hand anymore.
He's not feeling much of anything. He's gone berserk, here. The only problem
is that he basically took the advantage of surprise and started flailing.
Hits like that rarely have much power behind them.
As soon as Tytoung recovered, all it took was one hit to send Naaza to the
ground.
> Surprise can only last so long, however, and
> Tytoung brought
> his long, ponderous skull down like a piledriver,
> smashing into the
<Rao> Now DIE, DAMN YOU, DIE!
That is exactly the attitude that both of these guys have at the moment.
They're hurt, they're tired, they've been fighting each other all night, and
they're both the last thing either one of them wants to see ever again.
> crown of the Masho's head and dropping the youthful
> warrior into the
> mud yet again. Slamming his hand into the small of
> the man's back,
> Tytoung lifted Naaza from the ground and held his
> limp body up to the
> heavens like an offering before slamming it back
> down and grinding his
> heel into the Snake Masho's kidneys.
Ouch. ^^
Yup. They's fightin' dirty now! Well, dirtier. I mean, if you're already in
the mud, why bother fighting clean in the first place?
> planning to break her neck with a single swat, when
> something suddenly
> felt wrong. The female had raised one hand to her
> mouth, and seemed
> to be looking down... following her gaze, Tytoung
> stared numbly at
> the two steel katana blades protruding from his
> stomach. As he watched,
> they slowly twisted, and began to pull away from
> each other with a
> horrid tearing sound.
Nice. Though why didn't he just cut the guy in
half...
Naaza: "HEY! I'M WORKING ON IT, OKAY? Geez, some people..."
then again, that was proving to be somewhat
troublesome. Then again, this is about as much
trouble.
Yeah, but at least this time Tytoung left Naaza alone and turned his back.
Besides, it's sort of like cutting him in half in reverse. Start in the
middle and work your way out, as it were. ^_^
> "YOU!" Tytoung howled, looking under his arm to see
> the Masho
> of Poison perched on his back, straining to complete
> his task. "Why
> in the nine hells can't you just STAY DOWN?"
>
> "I'm insane," Naaza growled. "What's YOUR excuse?"
> Biting his
> bottom lip until it bled, the Snake Masho wrapped
> his legs around
> Tytoung's torso and began to squeeze. "What's the
> matter? Feeling a
> bit constricted?"
And so the PUN-ishment continues. ^_^
But of course! It's never too serious a moment that it couldn't stand to be
ruined by a good pun! Or better yet, a bad one! ^_^
> Tytoung staggered backwards, trying in a vain to
> reach the
> tenacious Masho, but his blasted arms were simply
> not long enough for
> the task. Raising his tail, he bashed Naaza
> repeatedly in the back
So much for the itch. Heh.
Hey, the itch was on the tip of his nose. One of Tytoung's weaknesses is
that he has short arms. He can't reach Naaza on his back, and he can't reach
the tip of his own nose.
> The other half of Tytoung lay on Naaza's right. As
> Nasuti
> watched, the corpse began to hiss, dissolving into a
> sizzling mound
> of featureless flesh, then evaporating completely.
Damn Zoanoids.
Heh! Extra points for catching the Guyver reference! ^_^
> The shield of bubbles boiled away into the top of
> the tube,
> leaving Mother floating as serenely as before. A
> single thing had
> changed, however: marking her left cheek was an
> indigo tattoo that
> hadn't been there a moment before. The marking
> appeared to be
> Japanese kanji.
>
> Pedri leaned in close, pressing his hand against
> the surface
> of the tube. "Houshoku," he read aloud. "That means
> that they must
> have gotten Brother Tytolung..." He turned back to
> Erdge, a determined
> look on his features. "Come with me, Erdge. This
> require our immediate
> attention!"
Is this where we get to see what they mean by "killed
again?"
Yes, you are. It should be rather interesting, if I do it right. ^_^
> "Please, Naaza," she whispered, stroking the side
> of his face,
> slick from rain, "you can't die when you've won!
> What kind of hero
> would do that? Please?" The pulse was there; weak,
> but there.
Lots of them. Ever watch Gladiator? Or even
Braveheart? Or Transformers the Movie for that matter?
Well, yes, there's THOSE heroes, but I'm sure one or two of them manage to
survive their heroic battles. Like, uhm... Luke Skywalker, and, er... uhm...
Gok- no, wait. Picco- damn. I'm beginning to see your point, here. ^_^
> Naaza's eyes fluttered open. "I-is he... dead?"
>
> "I'm not sure, Naaza. But he's gone."
>
> "Oh." Naaza lifted his head slightly. "Am I dead?"
>
> Nasuti chuckled. "I don't think so."
>
> "Well, that's good, then." The Snake Masho closed
> his eyes
> again and laid his head back in her lap.
> "Nighty-night..."
Still...as beat to shit as he is, you might want to
get him someplace else. ^_^
Or, conversely, to the Keep. Hotaru's in there, remember? She can patch him
up just fine, and it's not like he would live long enough for Nasuti to drag
him anywhere else.
> Nasuti smiled as the Masho began to snore almost
> immediately.
> Slowly, she became aware of someone standing nearby,
> and looked up. A
> tall and slender man with long silver hair and an
> eyepatch looked
> back down at her, holding out an old-fashioned
> bamboo umbrella.
>
> "Well," he said with an almost resentful tone, "I
> suppose that
> you'll be wanting to carry him into the Keep.
> Hotaru's already waiting
> back there, so we'd better be going."
I like how he doesn't even bother to pick Naaza up
himself. Or even offer. Heh.
Hey, he didn't just not offer to help. He made it very clear who would be
doing the carrying. Nasuti can lug Naaza in, or they can both lie in the mud
all night, for as much as Rajura cares.
> "How long were you here?" Nasuti asked Rajura
> suspiciously.
>
> "What?" The one-eyed Masho of Deception almost
> looked hurt at
> her implication. "I was willing to help, but I knew
> he didn't NEED me!
> Honestly, Ms. Yagyu, you can be quite paranoid, at
> times." Turning, he
With good reason. Heh. Course I wouldn't be at all
surprised if after this she starts throwing out the
occasional Kame Hame Ha's, or even pulling out REALLY
BIG GUNS when someone so much as startles her. Heh.
Well, Nasuti IS supposed to be pretty good with a naginata, but I really
don't see her being able to go toe-to-toe with a Masho any time soon. For
that matter, and unlike Jun, she doesn't seem to want to be as powerful as
any of the Masho or Samurai Troopers. Frankly, I think she's smart enough to
realise that power like that would only cause more trouble than it would
solve.
> began to walk towards the ebony spire Nasuti had
> seen earlier. "Are
> you coming, or not?"
>
> Nasuti looked down at Naaza. With a sigh, she slung
> him over
> her shoulder and began to follow the silver-haired
> Masho into the
> pouring rain.
Nice! Very nice! One big long fight scene!
Well, there was a tiny bit of plot and character development snuck in there
somewhere, but thanks for the compliment! ^_^
What
more can you ask for? Especially for a DBZ fanatic
like myself. Heh. You know though, when you make it
this perfect you make it very hard to do anything
remotely resembling correction on these things. ^_-
I'll try to leave more typos in my next chapter then. ^_~
Hehehehehehe, I hope this helped. Sorry for the
delay, but I've been rather busy recently.
That's okay, man. My server went down for a bit over the weekend, so it's
not like you missed much. I couldn't have heard from or gotten back to you
any sooner. ^_^
Take it easy.
Yeah, sure. And THEN who would write my next chapter while I was relaxing?
^_^
Farewell!
-Morgan Hudson
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