Woo-hoo! C&C!
Benjamin A. Oliver wrote:
Hmm. A few months and a bit of work brings us the third
part of a theoretical 4-5 part series.
Only because people said they wanted it continued was
it continued... And this is the result.
"See what your wretched desires have wrought upon this once beautiful
Earth? If it is only to prevent this, I will destroy ALL humans!"
MWAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
... er... sorry. Ahem. Nevermind that.
Bonus points if you can place the quote. ;)
Sounds a lot like the last part of the Penultima series or...
Well, I've seen things a lot like it all over the place, including
End of Evangelion and such. (Now THAT was a twisted piece of work,
let me tell you...)
Basically, an author and a prereader, Ben and Jason,
went on an SI into what they had hoped was the Ranmaverse,
but instead ended up inside Chibiusa's head, of Sailor
Moon fame.
And now it continues...
Eeeexcelent.
^_^
Funky mists swirled in the secret hideout of the Witches Won
and the Wizards Too. Doctor Dementoe plunked away on the horribly
paleolithic Tandy 1 computer while listening to blues music with
some headphones while Professor Kalypsoe crashed on the ratted-up
sofa. The only Witch of the mercenary crew talked on the phone with
their boss.
Repetition, 'while'.
Gotcha.
Funky mists swirled in the secret hideout of the Witches Won
and the Wizards Too. Doctor Dementoe plunked away on the horribly
paleolithic Tandy 1 computer while listening to blues music with
some headphones. Professor Kalypsoe crashed on the ratted-up sofa
and the only Witch of the mercenary crew talked on the phone with
their boss.
"WHADDAYAHMEANYADONWANTAUSEDAJADEMONKEY?!!?!?!" Subcomandante
Chidisyte screamed into the Deathbusters' telephone, nearly crushing
the reinforced carbon fiber receiver in her hand. "We went ta AWL
THAT trubble, n' NOW you sez you wanted da Holy Grail-Moon Chalice-
thingamahjiggar!"
That's just plain eerie. Had a running joke in a D&D campaign where every
time one of the players tried to break in and steal something from
someone, he would find a jade carving. And the dice rolls made it the
same one each time. He became convinced it was following him, and
finally gave up being a thief, set on the pure path of... uh... being an
assasin.
Found religion, did he? ^_^
"We do not murder.... We do not execute. We do not massacre. We
never, you may be very certain, we never torture. We have no truck
with crimes of passion or hatred or pointless gain. We do not do it
for a delight in inhumation, or to feed some secret inner need, or
for petty advantage, or for some cause or belief; I tell you,
gentlemen, that all these reasons are in the highest degree suspect....
No, we do it for the money. And, because we above all must know the
value of a human life, we do it for a great deal of money. There
can be no cleaner motives, so shorn of all pretense...."
-- Dr. Cruces. Pyramids, pp. 46-47. Terry Pratchett.
...
Hmm... If I footnoted and included a bibliography for every
reference I snatched, I'm sure the list would be bigger than the
fanfic itself. ^_^
Well, not really redeeming, but he figured less people alive to extract
vengeance in the name of that jade carving, the better.
There have been sillier excuses for picking a class. Personally, I
like a Sorceror/Bard/Fighter. I've got a Sailor Stylin' character
in Neverwinter Nights, complete with huge magical sword and a sort
of armored sailor suit.
At least now I can finally tell him why the jade monkey stopped showing
up.
Mwahahahahahhahahahahahaa. ^_^
Doctor Dementoe laughed quietly to himself as he examined the
data on the yellowing computer in front of him. He glanced at the
sixteen-year-old woman with pink hair that was his commander, then
noticed an odd buzzing in his head. "Zhee faeries are bak, it
zheems." He turned to the long-haired man lying on the couch. "Iz it
nut zho?"
Sixteen-year-old woman?
Where I come from, that would be 'girl'. (Young lady, actually, but my
mother isn't around to catch me, this time. ;)
Good point, good point. Girls aren't described full-blown women until,
what, seventeen? Eighteen? Twenty-three?
Girl works better in this context. Thanks!
"Yeah, stupid fairies," Professor Kalypsoe groaned and turned
over, still trying to catch a few zees after not having slept a wink
in the past couple weeks. "Never let me get any rest." He held his
head. "@#$^#@ buzzing and your @^@#$^& Swiss accent..."
... -- ....
Really. :p
Wha...? Naw, p'shaw, the next thing you'll be telling me is that
you should put two spaces after a period instead of just one! :P
...
Who decides these things, anyway? ^_^
Thanks for noting it. I've been debating whether or not to apply
the four-period elipsis in all my other work as well. But, if I
did, would I have to apply the spacing system as well? (Tradition!)
"So, you can appreciate our dire situation." Tomoe added with
a sigh. "Chidisyte, we need you and your men. If you can complete
just another couple missions for us, I can arrange to have a few
daimons created to place under your command for support in battle."
situation." Tomoe -- situation," Tomoe
Fixed.
Professor Tomoe chuckled lightly. "That's the spirit, girl!"
girl -- Girl (I believe -- it's being used in place of a name, yes?)
Good question...
"Hey, boy!" or "Hey, Boy!"
"Hey, kid!" or "Hey, Kid!"
"Hey, girl!" or "Hey, Girl!"
If I can get one more confirmation on this, I'll change it, because
it seems that leaving it lower case would be fine.... (Four periods
still feels weird here.)
Whistling calmly, Doctor Dementoe saved his data, waited a
couple of minutes for the little light to go off on the 8-inch
floppy drive, then switched off his computer. He hobbled over to
grab his eight-million-volt cattle prod, yanking the cord out of
its high-yield socket.
8-inch.
At least it wasn't a tape drive. ^_^
Wow. I remember the old washing-machine sized hard-drives with the
foot-and-a-half wide or so platters. The one I used held something in
the neighborhood of a whopping 10 MB.
I saw a later version: discs that had a one-foot diameter. Now we've
got our tiny drives that hold 80 gigs or more and we're complaining
that we don't have enough space. ^_^
*sniff*
Ah, the good old days.
When you had to have a post-doctorate just to go near a computer
with the processing power of a (gasp) scientific calculator. ^_^
When people complain that a lower class has invaded computing
circles... can anyone deny it? ^_^ (c4|\| j00?)
*Click!* The metal door swung open and the girl put away her
white labcoat, showing off her bright red spandex outfit underneath,
then grabbed one of her ultra-high-caliber gatling guns. She paused
in thought for a little while, then snatched a couple chains of
special, non-lethal rubber ammunition before closing the large
storage unit. "Yeah, the Doc wants 'em alive."
Heh. Gatling guns are, of course, mounted weapons. This being a silly
fanfic, I'm guessing this was intentional, however. ;)
The girl's strong enough to carry something that large and heavy, not
to mention handle the recoil. Just... pointlessly tough. ^_^
"Dudette... Like, I stand corrected," Kalypsoe muttered.
... -- ....
I'll stop pointing this one out, though. You know the rules, mister!
I know, I know, and thanks for pointing them out.... Still, it makes
me think of some of my professors that refer to "writing" an exam instead
of "taking" an exam. "Ahem... On the third day of this week, you will
write the exam...." And that's in an accounting class. I could understand
an English class, but..................................................
Still, I'll consider applying it. ^_^
The young woman with pink hair casually slung her ammo back
over her shoulder and asked, "So really, who's it gonna be that we
try to take in fer Tomoe?"
Didn't she have an accent a paragraph or two ago? Wait, it's there, just
no easily accented words.
If I accented it any more, it'd become incomprehensible. As it is, I've
got people noting that they can't understand the dialogue. ^_^
*KERACK!* Suddenly, one of Professor Kalypsoe's shoulders popped
out of its socket from the force of the girl's hold.
o_O
Indeed.
Weird dream sequences. Just try to think of the Laguna stuff from
Final Fantasy 8 that seemed disjointed, out of place, and just sort
of there until it finally made sense. ^_^
Chibiusa stood, straightening out her yellow tee-shirt and
orange bib-overall-dress, and swaggered confidently over to the
chalkboard. She stretched out her arms, grabbed a piece of chalk and
started going through all the steps.
She can reach that high?
High enough to write an answer. Maybe the board's just low.
"Fourty-two!" Chibiusa finished dramatically, drawing a box
around her answer with four quick strokes. She turned around to
fold her arms and grin at the class.
Fourty -- Forty (Unless I'm mistaken)
Fixed it. It's Forty. "Fourty" is just a nasty habit that I picked
up in Junior High, I think. ^_^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
Chibiusa frowned and looked back at the chalkboard, examining
her work in detail. "Integrate with respect to ex under a closed
interval... one to seven... ex squared over six... adding it all
up... Integrating with respect to why... adding all that in..." She
looked back up at the teacher. "Yup! It's fourty-two."
ex -- 'X' (I think)
That could work. I was just doing it phonetically, but that could
work, too.
The elipses preceeding 'Integrating' should have four periods in it, as
the capital letter indicates that the preceeding elipses actually
terminated a sentence.
Rawr.
But I can't afford that many periods! ^_^
...You know, you're the only person, ever, that's told me about the
four periods thing. You're sure it isn't simply an aesthetic preference?
"Waaaaait," the girl finally said, narrowing her eyes as she
suddenly recognized the paradox. "This isn't a math class! It's a
SCULPTING class!!!"
I'm surprised that the teacher didn't at least raise an eyebrow at the
fact that she was able to work out the equation.
Hmm... Let me think about that.
"Oooh, very impressive," the teacher complimented the girl's
work, lightly patting her on the back, "very nice. You'll do great
in college! But you've forgotten something very important."
Chibiusa frowned and looked back at the chalkboard, examining
her work in detail. "Integrate with respect to X under a closed
interval... one to seven... X squared over six... adding it all
up... Integrating with respect to Y... adding all that in..." She
looked back up at the teacher. "Yup! It's forty-two."
I guess the teacher was too focused on the lesson to yield to
the random event that never happened. ^_^;;;;;
"No," Jason replied, "but whoever he was, he sure had the
right idea! We're gonna need a lot more firepower than this kid's
dinky 'Pink Sugar' thingy. A whole @#!%!@# of a ton more!"
he -- that guy (I would suggest)
Okay.
"But!"
"But!" -- "But-" (The exclamation was interupted, after all)
Wouldn't it be "But--" in that case?
"She goes to Mugen Gakuen," Ben noted in thought as the clay
began to take shape under Chibiusa's fingers. It was starting to look
a bit like a charicature of a seal. "She's too busy to take these
sorts of things on the side."
I'm guessing Arbyfish.
A'course! Gotta 'ave ArbyFish! Wouldn't be propa' otha'woise!
You know, of all the things I know how to draw (say, ten objects
total), I draw front ArbyFish views the best, and that's not
saying much. ^_^
"Why couldn't you have gotten me into Ryouga?!" Jason lamented.
"I could've been in bed with Akane right about now!"
Heh.
He's studied his Anime. He doesn't demonize Akane. No True Fanboy
should have any problems with any of the Ranma females, including
the main villainesses. To quote Pokemon, "Gotta catch 'em all!" ^_^
*BZZRT!* Ben took control and said, "So why wait?" He reached
up in an attempt to grab Masanori by the neck with both tiny hands.
"He must pay..."
Hahahaha!
Ben snaps in his... subtle ways. He just has a more fatalistic
response than Jason. If you're going to have an SI, you might as
well include your petty quirks as well and have nobody feel sorry
for you.
Actually, through this fanfic, I've managed to make people almost
feel sorry for Chibiusa! Yar! That's the ticket! No sympathy for
the SIs! ^_^
(Ben types away, singing)
o/SIs are the scum of the universe!
It doesn't matter if one of them dies!\o
Ack. My roomates came into my room to see if I was dying.
Must... restrain... laughter....
Wow... It wasn't THAT funny, was it? ^_^
"It's a matter of interstellar security," Jason flatly lied.
"But seriously, Ben. You need to watch your mouth around here. Any
action you might take could, like, seriously undermine our plan for
getting out of here." He redid the outlines and other details on
the ArbyFish. It was actually starting to look like it might leap
up and start going off on a rant about mushrooms any second now.
How much skill do these guys have as sculptors, anyway?
Not much, I'll wager. Enough to get by, probably.
^_^;;;
Indeed.
^_^
---
-_-
"Time for plan B!" Neptune noted to Uranus, just as the van
bounced off a curb and they hit the roof.
---
>_<
Good idea!
"I don't feel any evil coming from her," Rei replied and
added after a moment's thought, "As such."
Uh... you need a sentence stop in there somewhere, I think.
I would remove 'and added', and end the first sentence right there, then
adjust the following sentence accordingly.
Let me see if I can fix that, then.
"I don't feel any evil coming from her," Rei replied. After
a moment's thought, she added, "As such."
*BZZRT!* Jason took control and stuck the umbrella into the
doorway while kicking it open with Chibiusa's foot. "Yo! Wait a
second! I want to show you something."
"Gaaah!" Chibiusa whined. "I hate it when you do that!"
"Me too, Chibiusa." Jason gagged, stretching out. "Me too."
I missed something here....
He hates when he has to take over, too. ^_^
"Uh, yeah!" Jason replied. "This fat, ugly chick over here said
that you were resting, so I had to do something to, like, wake you
up, ya know!"
Kaolinite balked at Jason's statement. "Fat, ugly chick?!"
Hotaru laughed softly back. "You're so funny!" She took Jason
by the hand. "Come on in."
No longer ChibiUsa's hand?
The hand. It could be Chibiusa's hand, so I'll add that, just to be
sure. ^_^
Kaolinite balked at Jason's statement. "Fat, ugly chick?!"
Hotaru laughed softly back. "You're so funny!" She took Jason
by Chibiusa's little hand. "Come on in."
"This girl was being very rude to me," Kaolinite said, fingering
her face. "Aside from insulting me, she shot off explosives right in
front of my face!"
"Wow, you did?" Hotaru asked, grinning at her smaller friend
before looking back up at Kaolinite. "That's wonderful! You look so
much better with all that soot on you. Kind of like a puppy." She
led Jason inside. "Come on in, Chibiusa-chan. I want to show you
something!"
"Speaking of lost," Ben muttered, "I wonder what happened to
Jussi Nikander. He said he'd come along, but I guess he backed out
before he was committed."
Iiiiinteresting.
Ah, Jussi Nikander! He was the second guy that could stand to sit
by and correct my inexperienced writing, all five or six years ago.
Jason Hanks came in a bit after him, so that makes Jussi the longest-
standing help I've had in this business.
Chibiusa looked down and pursed her lips. "A real challenge,
huh? I can do this." She tilted her gaze upwards. "Yes! I can do it!"
She thrust a hand into the air and proclaimed, "Moon Prism Power,
Make Up!"
The new video game craze:
"Moon Gear Solid"
Kinda hard to peek around corners with hair like that, though....
If they had that on computer and could make custom skins and models...
^_^
It could be done for Neverwinter Nights, if someone had a $3000 piece
of modeling software and had enough time to make it. ^_^
"@$^@#$^@! yeah! That's better. Now move 'em out!"
It seems to me he's actually gotten more vulgar as the story progressed.
Jason said that he wasn't swearing enough, so I obliged his request.
Plus, I'd imagine a lot more expletives creeping up once the action
increased. ^_^
"@#%^@! It didn't blow up," Jason muttered angrily. He let out
a long mental sigh. "All right, kid. Take the nozzle in your right
hand, and note the trigger on the handle."
'note'?
Oops!
"@#%^@! It didn't blow up," Jason muttered angrily. He let out
a long mental sigh. "All right, kid. Take the nozzle in your right
hand, and take a look--the trigger's on the handle."
The little, pink-haired girl drew a nervous breath, braced
herself, and pulled the trigger.
*KER-BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!*
Awesome.
If we're going to break the rules and go straight for taking out
the villains, we might as well do it in an unnecessarily spectacular
fashion. ^_^
"It was kinda faded and said, 'Chidisyte,'" Chibiusa noted.
"And the combination sounds familiar..."
Hrm. This reference, I do not get.
Read through the intro sections of chapter two and three, and note
where they open the locker each time.
Hey, I can be subtle, can't I? ^_^
Sailor Chibimoon grasped the Fire Buster's nozzle and pointed
it into the open passageway, and pulled the trigger, shouting,
"HUNKA HUNKA BURNIN' LOVE!!!"
Wait... that was HER, and NOT Jason? O_o?
He's a bad influence on that kid. Great, isn't it? ^_^
"@#%@#%@#!% GREAT SHOT, KID!" Jason let out a triumphant war
cry. "THAT WAS ONE IN A MILLION!!!"
This reference, thankfully, I do get. ^_^
I don't know many people that wouldn't get it. ^_^
I didn't know exactly when I'd get this one done, but one day,
inspiration hit, and I found something worth chuckling about.
I hope you liked this one, and if anyone saw the bits that needed
fixing, please tell me. I hope the formatting comes through okay.
So... Anyone STILL want me to continue this? ^_^
Yes. Very much so.
Cool! Glad to hear it!
It was an enjoyable read, as always, and I'd like to see more of it. :)
Excellent! I'll see what I can do. I'll probably get more done after
I finish another Stylin' chapter. Until then, I have a lot of schoolwork
to think about, and I need to decide how far the HoS cheat codes should
go.
Planning, planning, planning...
Thanks a bunch for commenting! I appreciate it!
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Benjamin A Oliver
boliver@U.Arizona.EDU
http://rakhal.com/florestica/ben-oliver/index.html
"We are the Bored. Lower your shields and surrender your fics.
We will add your standup and slapstick comedy to our own.
Your humor will adapt to make us laugh.
Resistance is and always has been: Futile."
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