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             The Male Sailor Senshi

     Things looked bad for the Sailor Senshi. This latest youma
had already flattened Rei, and knocked Minako through a small 
house. The outer Senshi had not yet shown up, and the three
remaining Senshi were pretty battered, and barely had enough
energy to stand up.
     Makoto glanced at Usagi, and barely had enough time to
dodge a vicious energy blast that evaporated the ground where
she had been a moment before. However, she saw a figure behind 
her friend, that of an older gaijin man.
     "Get out of here, sir! That thing's dangerous!" she yelled.
     The man ignored her. Instead, he pulled out what looked like
a metal can, and yelled, "Spinach power, MAKE UP!" Dark green,
almost leafy energy erupted out of the can, pouring into the man
by way of his mouth. A weird, jaunty tune began playing, and the
man's outfit changed. From a black shirt and blue pants, to a white
uniform similar to that worn by American sailors. His forearms and
calves bulged almost hideously, and his chin grew to enourmous
proportions, with a cleft that would make Kirk Douglas jealous.
One eye closed into a squint, and a glowing, golden pipe appeared
in his mouth.
     The youma stopped, and stared, confused. A male Sailor Senshi?
     "Agagagagag, well blow me down! SAILOR PIPE FLAME BLAST!" 
Tilting over, the male Senshi blew hard, launching a massive ball
of flame from his pipe. The sphere impacted with the youma, 
incinerating it completely. He dusted off his hands, and turned,
to prepare to leave.
     "Wait," yelled Makoto, "who are you?"
     "Why, I'm Popeye the Sailor Senshi! Agagagagag!"


Hey, at least I didn't put him in a fuku! I could have!

- Valandar the Red

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