Sailor Moon: BISHOUJO SENSHI

[drakensis]

By the time we reached the jewelry store it was pretty packed - and the signs in the windows were a pretty good reason for that being the case. It looked as if Molly's mother had decidd to unload diamonds at low enough prices that De Beers would likely be dispatching a hit squad at any moment.
"Hi Molly," called out the lady in question. "You're back from school."
"Hi Mom," Mollyt replied uncertainly.
"It's crowded," her mother advised the rest of us. "But go ahead and find something you like. Bunny," she added, smiling sweetly at me, "You get a special discount."
The other girls squealed with excitement and plunged into the store but Molly and I looked uneasily at each other as her mother went back to hawking her stock. "My Mom's really packing 'em in," Molly said. "She's like a used car salesman."
"Like a used car salesman about to go broke," I replied, wincing at one bargain. "You probably have a better idea than me about what those cost, but isn't she losing money hand over fist?"
"I'm sure that she knows what she's doing," Molly said, but despite the loyalty of her words, there was no conviction in her voice.
I sighed. "You're the expert. Anyway, there's no way i can afford anything, even at a seventy percent discount, so I'd better go face the music. Mom's not gonna be happy about my English grade."
"It can't be all that bad," Molly assured me. "Melvin was probably messing with you." I passed her the test and she blinked as she read the grading. "Oh Bunny..." she groaned. "That's awful, even for you." Then she perked up. "Can I have your earrings when your Mom kills you?"
I groaned and fainted dramatically into her arms. "You're a true friend, Molly," I told her, throwing the test aside.
"Thanks a lot, cow-tails!" came an annoyed voice from behind me. "Right in my face. Try a wastebasket next time."
I turned and saw a dark haired guy a few years older than me, all done up int a tuxedo that looked like it belonged at a diplomatic reception about a hundred years ago. The funky post-modern shades clashed badly with the rest of the outfit.
"Actually I thought you were a penguin at first," I shot back. "But what would a penguin be doing here? So then I figured you must be a decorative trash can." I paused. "A tasteless decorative trash can."
He looked down at the paper and smirked. "Well that's about as smart as I'd expect from someone who got as little as a thirty percent grade on this," he said, and threw the paper back to me.
We glared at each other and then went our seperate ways. That was my first meeting with Darien Shields, and as you can tell, we didn't precisely take to each other.
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You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[classicdrogn]

... Somehow, I get the feeling that there's a lack of Spore in this time line, unless there's an Original Serena waiting and watching the TV in the Blue Room.
- CDSERVO: Loook *deeeeply* into my eyes... Tell me, what do you see?
CROW: (hypnotized) A twisted man who wants to inflict his pain upon others.
A kung-fu nun in a leather thong was no less extreme than anything else he had seen that day. - Rev. Dark's IST: Holy Sea World
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows

[Feinan]

Hmm? No, this is actually pretty close to canon in the reactions between the two. It was NOT love at first sight, even if it was Destined.
-Feinan

[Bob Schroeck]

Yeah, they got on each other's nerves for many, many episodes -- Rei even ended up dating him first.

-- Bob
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For Jor-El so loved the Earth, he sent his only begotten son...

[drakensis]

In one form or another , I may very well involve the Spore. Later.
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"You're home a little late, honey," was the greeting I got from Bunny's mother once I found my way back to the house that was my new home. "I ran into your freind Melvin earlier. He got a ninety-five on his quiz - how did you do?"
"I knew he'd done well," I replied. "It would be nice if he didn't rub it everyone else's face like that - he's not making any friends - but at least he has something to brag about."
She looked at me suspiciously. "Why do I get the impression that you didn't score quite so well as Melvin did?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because you know me quite well? Have I ever gotten a grade as good as Melvin's?" I asked a little sourly. "I've got to go get started on my homework - I want to go over that quiz in detail and see where I went wrong."
'Mom' paled. "Are you feeling alright, Bunny?" she asked. "Do you think you might be coming down with something?"
"Yeah," agreed another voice from the door, and I spotted a little brat - almost certainly Bunny's little brother - who'd come into the house behind me. "Since when did you do your homework without prompting, sis'?"
I considered what to say and then came up wioth an explanation to cover for my change in attitude. Anyone who knew me wouldn't be surprised to discover that I took my inspiration from a TV show. "I don't like being humiliated, Mom. And being the tallest girl in next year's eighth grade would be very humiliating."
Bunny's - my - mom frowned. "But you're in eighth grade this year, Bunny," she said. "Are your teachers'..."
I shook my head sharply. "No. And I'm not giving them reason," I said flatly and stormed upstairs with a mission. Not quite the mission it sounded like, but a mission nonetheless.
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Now let's be honest - more than hal;f my homework was ridiculously easy. I actually had to make some deliberate mistakes on my maths paper or it would have been grossly evident that it wasn't Bunny doing the work. Just presenting the working correctly was probably an excessive risk in that respect. Other classes, on the other hand, were more of a challenge. The homework for subjects like history kept me busy for the bulk of the evening and probably wasn't much better than what Bunny usually turned in.
The sun had set and there was a cresecnet moon visible through the open window of my bedroom when I closed the last book with a sigh and leant back to stretch and examine the ceiling. When I looked down again, I saw a black cat had slipped through the window and onto my bed. I turned the chair to face her and spotted the crescent moon mark on her forehead.
"I've been searching for you, Bunny," she said in a clear voice. "My name is Luna."
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You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[drakensis]

I passed my hand across my face and blinked at Luna. "Okay, it's offical - I've been studying too hard."
"You aren't dreaming, Bunny," she assured me. "I must thank you for removing my band aid. With that thing on my forehead I couldn't talk or investigate. There are so many poorly behaved children in this area... it has been horrible."
"So why is a talking cat looking for me?" I asked, half-expecting the usual spiel that Giles used to explain the Slayer business. "What is this? A Miyazaki film?"
"It's not a fairy story," Luna assured me. I relaxed slightly. "You've noticed all the strange events lately? On the news and in the papers.... unsolved crimes... You see... you are the chosen warrior."
'The one girl in all the world...' "Are you sure that you ahve the right girl? I'm no one special." I'm just a guy who used to be a mythic amazon destined to fight the things that go bump in the night.
"No, it's definitely you, Bunny," Luna promised. "I'll prove it to you." She reached out her paw and offered me a brooch. It was a golden circle with four small circles attached at the cardinal points. The heraldry of the central circle was complex, involving a crescent moon and a pentagram. It was very girly and I felt far more feminine than I was comfortable with as I studied it.
"Okay, you gave me a brooch," I said. "What does that prove?"
"You still don't believe what I'm saysing?" Luna asked. "Yell out: 'Moon'."
"Yell?" I exclaimed. "Are you nuts? Do you want the whole house awake?" Cautiously, I held out the brooch and muttered: "Moon - ?"
That word was hesitant on my part. The words that followed it out of my mouth were neither hesitant, nor of my own volition: "- Prism Power! Make-Up!"
I felt a rush of power flooding through me. Not the physical capability of the Slayer or any of the other enhancements I'd experiment with over the last three two years. Something clean and bright that did not infuse me so much as flow through me. I'm probably not explaining it well, but somehow I knew that the source of the power was somewhere beyond me and that I was drawing upon it rather than possessing it.
D for Drakensis

You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[Sweno]

I'm definitely digging the comparisons between BtVSverse and SMverse. Keep up the mental opiates.-Terry
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"in comes a man in cameo with a american flag, because american flags float around in the wilderness." - Mike Keon
Please Remember: People are stupid... Programers are people.
-Terry
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"so listen up boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing to happen to you today"
TF2: Spy

[drakensis]

After bracing myself for the doubtless horribly embarassing sight, I gathered my resources and looked in the mirror. It was pretty much the way I'd expected: my blouse had become a snug leotard arrangement festoned with ribbons; there were boots on my feet and gloves on my hands (well it would have been silly the other way around, wouldn't it?); and my skirt was awfully short. About the only comfort was that the boots had a sturdy feel to them and the gloves were thin enough not to prevent my fingers from moving freely.
"What's with the Sailor V outfit?" I asked, adjusting the ludicrously huge domino mask that was perched on my nose.
"It is the uniform of a Sailor Scout, Bunny," Luna declared. "You must find your team and defeat the enemy! Then wel will search for our queen and..."
I held up one gloved hand abruptly, commanding silence from Luna as I listened to a new voice that reached my ears. A voice that wasn't frkom anywhere in the room but was none the less familiar to me from this universe. It was a cry for help.
"Somebody help me," Molly sobbed. "My mom's...." I glared at the images forming inside my mask: Molly, hanging in the grip of a twisted reflection of her mother.
"Explain later," I told Luna, "My friend needs help - and I don't propose to let her down."
D for Drakensis

You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[Norgarth]

*raises eyebrow* Since when does Sailor Moon have a mask?
Other than that oddity, the story is quite entertaining. __________________
"I know when I'm not wanted. I usually don't listen, but I know." - Harper (Andromeda)
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"I've always wanted to be somebody, but I should have been more specific." - George Carlin

[katreus]

Domino mask.
Heh. Interesting adjustment to the costume.

[The Hunterminator]

Actually, in the manga anyway, it's an initial part of the costume that get's removed fairly quickly... as soon as the first volume ends if I remember right.

[classicdrogn]

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No, this is actually pretty close to canon in the reactions between the two. It was NOT love at first sight, even if it was Destined

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That's as may be, but Guy-in-girls' body Buffy-now-Bunny doesn't go for the guys, at least not if I'm remembering previous discussions and posts in the other story correctly, so unless there's a Normal Serena waiting to take over again when "his" job thee is done, there's a certain important factor that will be missing in any relationship she pursues, with regards to the realities of producing a blood heir.
- CDSERVO: Loook *deeeeply* into my eyes... Tell me, what do you see?
CROW: (hypnotized) A twisted man who wants to inflict his pain upon others.
A kung-fu nun in a leather thong was no less extreme than anything else he had seen that day. - Rev. Dark's IST: Holy Sea World
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows

[katreus]

Artificial insemination?

[Bob Schroeck]

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*raises eyebrow* Since when does Sailor Moon have a mask?

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As Hunterminator has already noted, since she first appeared in the manga. The manga is very different from the anime; for example, the entire Beryl arc is disposed of in three tankouban, and Venus is the one who offs Beryl -- with a sword thrust. Oh, and Beryl keeps the mummifying bodies of her dead generals around in big crystals...

-- Bob
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For Jor-El so loved the Earth, he sent his only begotten son...

[drakensis]

The doors to the jewelry store weren't sealed, but I hesitated before entering. A banzai charge has it's tactical merits, but there is a reason that 'look before you leap' has become an adage. Peering through the glass I could just barely make out Molly, an indistinct taller figure holding onto her by the throat.
"Luna!" I hissed to the cat I carried. "You said I was the chosen warrior - do I have any weapons?"
"Your tiara," she replied promptly. "Shout frisbee and throw it."
If I had had the time I would have been quite sarcastic about that. I didn't think that I had the time however, so instead I simply plucked the pieve of ornamentation off my forehead and watched as it morphed into a chakram - with gold and glitter, naturally. "Right," I replied and put her down on the ground. "Wish me luck."
"Good luck," she said as I pushed open the door. "Sailor Moon."
"I'll give you one chance," I told the ghoulish bitch holding onto my classmate. "Put her down - gently -and maybe you'll get to live."
She turned to see me and there was a flicker of movement from deeper inside the store, that I pretended not to have noticed. "And who are you?" demanded the creature.
"Your executioner, perhaps," I replied quietly. "Do you wish to live?"
She smirked back at me. "I want you to die," she replied candidly. "Slaves -!"
There was the sound of movemtn around me and I whipped my arm around, announcing "Moon Frisbee!" in a conversational tone as I launched the shimmering circle in my hand at her.
I imagine that her expression was that more commonly found on rabbits when cars come thundering down upon them. Attacked by something quite outside her understanding and quite unable to decide how she should react, the moment of frozen indecision proved to be the wrong chice: that of none at all! The transformed tiara struck her squarely and barely slowed, tearing through her and leaving nothing behind but a heap of sand.
"My god!" I whispered, startled. I don't know what I;d expected, but that simple attack had been more effective than a stake through a vampire's heart.
"I didn't find the the Silver Imperium Crystal here," came a voice from behind me. I whirled, barely remembering to snatch the tiara out of the air as it returne dto my hand, and saw a caped man, clad in tuxedo, top hat and finery to match. "However, I enjoyed the show," he added, and with a leap, he was out of the door.
I leapt for the door, chakram at the ready, but in the twinkling of an eye he was gone, disppeared into the night.
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You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[katreus]

Chakram heee. I am Xena and in the name of chaos, mayhem, with a sprinkling of do-gooding, I will kick your butt all over this store!
Btw, banter for the win. I like the evaluation of tactical strategies.
Ehh. Tuxedo Mask. I have to say, I much like his White Knight version better.

[drakensis]

"You did it, Bunny!" came an excited voice from next to my knees.
I knelt to pick up Luna, lifting her high enough for us to look each other in the face. "Did I Luna?" I asked. "I killed an agent. But what purpose did she serve and had she achieved it? And who was that man? What's his part in this. Another agent? Her master? Or a third party, perhaps a potential ally?"
Luna shook her head. "We can worry about that later, Bunny. What matters is that you beat her. And that you saved your friend."
I paused along looked back. "Yes," I said as Molly, fallen to the floor during the brief confrontation, began to stir. There were others there as well, some men but mostly women, all in nightclothes. I recognised a face or two from the sales frenzy of earlier and it wasn't hard to guess what had brought them here. "Yes, you're right."
"And so are you," Luna agreed diplomatically. "The enemy has begun its strategy and we still don't know where that leads. But for now," she advised, looking around. "It's time to leave."
"Yes," I agreed, and we departed the scene before anyone had a chance to get a look at me.
There was a curious innocence to the circumstances, I thought, compared to my past experiences. With the threat gone, it appeared that all those involved would recover. Back in Sunnydale, the most I could have hoped for was to avenge the dead and prevent future vicitms. Here... here victory seemed to cure all. Disconcerting, but not at all unwelcome.
D for Drakensis

You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[Foxboy]

Agreed, a light-hearted stetting after an apocalyptic one would feel relaxing to a cross-dimensional traveller like so may of our stories here...
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''

-- James Nicoll

[drakensis]

"And then," Molly reported to the rest of the girls, "Right when I was about to be attacked, Sailor V saved me! If I hadn't passed out then, I would ahve seen her face!"
"Molly," May said dismissively. "Face it - you were dreaming."
"Well something happened," I said, walking up behind Molly and throwing an arm around her shoulders as they began to slump. "Melvin told me there was an article in the paper about last night." And if anyone checked, yes he had. I barely had to prompt him at all.
"Thanks, Bunny," Molly said and then gasped as she looked at me. "Your hair!"
My hair indeed - rather than Bunny's pair of ponytails I had tied off that impressive mass of blonde hair into a single braid that almost reached the floor. Even better, when I transformed into Sailor Moon, my hair went back to the 'traditional royal hairstyle of the Moon Kingdom', which should help to preotect my secret identity.
"You like it?" I asked, touching the braid a little self-conciously. "I thought that it was time for a change."
"Wow," muttered May. "It makes you look older. That's so cool!"
And that was the end of the discussion about 'Sailor V'. A change in hairstyle was evidently more important to the girls and I guess that's sort of what it's all about.
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Next time, on Sailor Moon: BISHOJOU SENSHI:
Luna: "In any event, I think that I have found the second Sailor Scout!"
Bunny: "Hi Luna, Made a new friend!"
Amy: You scared me, Kitty."
D for Drakensis

You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[WengFook]

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Even better, when I transformed into Sailor Moon, my hair went back to the 'traditional royal hairstyle of the Moon Kingdom', which should help to preotect my secret identity.

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AKA meatball style
y'know I think I never have read a story where the SI changes the hairstyle of the inserted character :O_______________________________
"We few, we happy few. We band of buggered"
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Take Your Candle, Go Light Your World.

[drakensis]

Our noble protaganist is willing to make some personal sacrifices in the fight for love, justice etc. Learning how to neatly prepare her hair in that style is time she's not willing to sacrifice - the only reason she had it the first day is that she was short of time and Bunny sleeps with her hair like that. After 24 hours it was a mess and she didn't know how to put it back. So she brushed it out and braided it, which she can manage.
In a similar way, I can assure you that as Buffy, she never bleached her hair.
D for Drakensis

You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[Bob Schroeck]

While I know Sarah Michelle Gellar is a brunette naturally, is it Buffy canon that Buffy bleached her hair?

-- Bob
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For Jor-El so loved the Earth, he sent his only begotten son...

[drakensis]

I'm reasonably sure that there is a degree of variation in hair colour over time that is consistent with bleach jobs. I'm hardly an expert though. However, for the sake of arguement, in HYA, Buffy is naturally a darkish blonde and customarily had her hair bleached lighter before she got to Sunnydale. notBuffy didn't bother with bleach and rarely bothered with hair cuts, so she had darker and longer hair than in canon.
D for Drakensis

You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.

[Bob Schroeck]

Okay, works for me.

-- Bob
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For Jor-El so loved the Earth, he sent his only begotten son...

[drakensis]

"Hi Mom," I called as I walked into the house.
"Hi sweetie," she called and then spotted Luna lurking behind my ankles. "Hi Crescent-Moon Bald-Spotted Kitty... YIKES!" she added as Luna jumped for her face, claws out.
"Mom..." I sighed, snaring Luna out of the air about an inch short of my new mother's upraised hands. "You know that she reacts like this time anytime you call her that." I paused fractionally and then grinned saucily. "There are many much less painful ways to get Daddy to kiss your face better."
"Bunny!" she gasped, laughing despite scandalised expression as I escaped upstairs, with Luna in stealthy pursuit.
"So," I asked, once my bedroom door was closed behind the two of us. "Is there any particular reason you're still here?" Or don't you have anywhere else to go?" She looked a little miffed at that and I reviewed my words. Oops - that hadn't come out quite the way I meant it. "It's not that you aren't welcome, but shouldn't you be out looking for this 'team' you say I've lost?"
"Oh, I am," Luna said. "But you're still a brand new Champion of Justice. There's still tons to teach you before another enemy appears."
Great. Just what I needed: a live-in Watcher. Does she think I've not read the 'If I Ever Become a Magical Girl' list off the internet or something? Although I suppose, I'm not sure if that had been written back when I was the Vampire Slayer - and I'm further back in time now! Honestly, I'm beginning to feel like Austin Powers, only with better teeth and hair.
I began to unpack my evening's homework. Hell has nothing that I fear in comparison to the distinct possibility that I may be destined to spend the rest of by existence timesharing between schoolwork and world savage. "Right... so these enemies... tell me about them."
"They aren't human."
"Luna, it's spelt b-l-o-n-d-e... not b-l-i-n-d."
Luna looked as abashed as a cat can manage, which isn't very. "My apologies, Bunny. They're evil - things that shouldn't exist in our world. We've got to find your fellow warriors! Then we must find and protect the Princess."
"Or we could find the Princess and then protect her while we look for rest of the team?" I suggested.
"I don't see what difference that would make," Luna said, huffily.
"You're the one who keeps saying warriors first and only then the Princess," I pointed out. "I was just wondering if there was a significance to the order?"
"Humph," Luna sniffed. "In any event, I think that I have located the second Sailor Scout."
D for Drakensis

You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.