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ArbyFish(brightly): In-deed! (flutters off)

Anyway, before I begin the C&C, I have to ask...have
you been reading/watching things like Sweet Valley
High, or talking to 16 year old girls or anything to
that effect?  I mean, this chapter was almost like a
Magical Girl version of young girl flick.  Now that I
think about it, that's like looking under the
dictionary for the word redundant and seeing "See
Redundant." ^_^

[Well, not technically watching things like that. I
haven't been doing that much in-depth research. I merely
look at the images and review some of the other material
(SM episodes), and then I try to process S and V's
personalities. Like, 'What WOULD they say here...?

I'm glad the effect worked out, though. All I have to
remember is that V's slightly nuts and S needs to be
spouting off something sugary every few lines. The effect
can be astonishing...

And check out the fanart page. It's been updated,

with a few surprises here

and
there. One is especially good if you've got Flash

installed.

Ah yes, soon we'll be making our own episodes, and
show those corporate lackeys what real tallent is!
BWAHAHAHAHA!!!! FEAR THE WRATH OF THE
FANBOY...err...anyway, I did check that out.  I gotta
admit, that was a nice bit of Knight beating.  Makes
you wonder why you don't see or hear about things like
that happening more often. ^_^

[Yeah, I was pleasantly surprised to get such an art
influx... and the FLASH file was a terrific bonus.
Since I wrote the scene from Ch.6, I wanted to see it
in action. And now I have. ^_^

However, I think we're a long way from full-blown,
full-time fan animators.]

	And aside from that, there are precious few manga

scans

available online, and some of the best material I

found was on a

Spanish site. (That one actually had a scan of what

Adonis/

Daanburite/Kaito Ace looked like.) Then there's how

to handle

the Holy Stone/Crystal Wink Sword that Stylin' got

landed with;

whether to let it have the full-blown capabilities

I've heard it

has or not...

Hell, I've only heard of the thing, I've not even read
about what it could really do.  I expect only a super
die hard Sailor Moon fan would MIGHT be able to tell
you that.  Or you could ask Hitoshi Doi...he's
probably got the info you need on that subject.

[I'll research what I can, but in the end, I'll probably
have to make some assumptions and take a wild guess.]

	Not to mention that one Venusian fortress V's got,

and how to

She's got a fortress of solitude?  Imagine what would
happen if S's daddy got a hold of it. ^_^  Does she
have a V-mobile too? 

[She doesn't have a V-mobile that I'm aware of, but as
for the fortress of solitude, I think it's something
like that.

Now, in this story, I'm not entirely sure how I should
handle that, considering that if V can get to that
place, it means that she could teleport a _lot_ better
than Stylin' can.]

Dear Daddy,

	I had my first real, all-out battle a couple of

days ago. They

I only know of a few fathers who would be proud of
their daughters for this...most would be grounding
them til they were 65.

[Too true. It's nice to have an unusual parentage
in a story like this. ^_-]

	Anyway, about the big battle. I went out in my

recently-updated

sailor fuku (Remember that one we used to fight off

the youma just

before Setsy-san bashed your head in? Well, I got

rid of the mask

Setsy-san?  *snicker*  I'd LOVE to see her say that to
Pluto's face. ^_^

[Knowing her, she probably just **LOVES** Sailor Pluto's
fashion sense...

Lynne(asks Setsuna about her job)

Sailor Pluto: I guard the past, the present, and the
future. When something begins to go wrong, I intervene.

Lynn(gasps): You mean... YOU'RE A FASHION CONSULTANT!?
(smiles brightly)

SP(stares): Well, yes, but that's not what I was referring
to...]

and decided that since "Less is More" was coming

into style, a lot of

the material probably wasn't necessary, so I cut out

most of it below

Nah, just the stuff that protects you from certain
death, via whatever happens to be flying your way at
velocities that flip the bird at light on their way
by.  Hehehheheheh.

[It would make a _lot_ more sense to have something
that covers a lot more, especially in dangerous, all-out
battle. But... if it's not in style this year...?

Sailor Stylin'(looks down in horror as she sees herself
wearing what looks like her father's green chamouflage
armor): EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

^_^]

my lower-chest and mid-back to that white notch

above my skirt. I

think it looks good. It's kinda cold, though.) and

scouted out the

All the better for the fanboys, my dear. 

[Oh, yes. We'd be in real trouble if I got a few more
drawn suggestions about Stylin's appearance. It could
change if I got a good enough design. ^_^]

leader: a huge, scary guy called "The Nausteemaun."

Sailor V's cat

Nausteemaun?  Well, the genre is littered with names
like Rita Repulsa, Ivan Ooze, and Mistress 9.  The bad
guys really cut corners when it comes to the naming
thing...maybe that's why they're the bad guys.  They
couldn't get over how screwed up their names really
were, and decided to take it out on the
universe...hey...I might have something here...

[People kept making fun of their names! Something HAD
to snap!]

through just about anything! I honestly think that

now, I could crush

Endymion's flimsy armor, if I put my mind to it. You

didn't like him,

<tASK> Yes, be a good girl and go kill that annoying
Tux boy for me, would you? I'll buy you some ice-cream
later and we can go watch the next Die Hard movie if
you do a good job! <Sailor S> Yay!  Ice cream!  *runs
waving her sword at TK, killing a few random
passerbyers in the process*  <tASK> A chip off the old
cosmic cube.

[Heh heh heh! Got it figured out, eh? ^_^]

did you? I think he was kinda cute, but... Oh well.

Good girl. ^_^  There are all sorts of other men in
the world that I'm sure her father would approve
of...like Conan the Barbarian!

[A well-renouned and well-established businessman
with a large house and a kind disposition offers
to take Lynne out...

"Er... I don't think Daddy would approve..." ^_^]

Horrid Chaos Dimension From Whence There Is No

Return" and made it

out okay. As a team, V and I stopped him. Just the

two of us.

Heh, having actual teamwork at play is almost
sacrilidgeous in a Sailor Moon story.  Good job. ^_^

[Thanks! One thing I _really_ want to establish is
that V _is_ the leader here. S may be very versatile
with a sword and her powers, but she's still slightly
outclassed by V. Thus: a team is formed.]

know that your cute, beautiful daughter is safe,

happy and healthy.

I hope you get this message.

So here's my question:  As your typical young woman,
who should be noticing boys, what sort of boys will
she be noticing, grab her interest, etc...just
curious, cause I had this mental image of her going
out on a date with a shirt reading "My daddy has
nukes!"...or her daddy showing said unlucky guy that
he had a nuke...and was going to use it should certain
rules not be met.  Heh.

[Well, the ones that would grab her interest seem to
be the ones with a reasonably good fashion sense, or
with enough gumption to try out new things. She'd look
for someone with a common interest.

Either that or someone that was just like dear 'ol
Dad. ^_^

Though, since she's probably learned that the direct
approach is the best approach, she'd likely be the
one asking them out and not vice-versa. Though driven
by a fashion obsession, she still has a sort of mission/
objective oriented mind.]

   Lotsa Love,
    Yours Truly,
      The Cute and Fluffy,
        Formerly Oneshot Warrior,
            For the Love of Beauty and Fashion,

                     Sailor Stylin'

				           OXOXOXOXOXOX

As I turn up the insulin flow up, having learned from
the last time I read a chapter of this. ^_^

[Hey, people asked for a bit of WAFF. I did my best to
deliver. ^_-]

	"Should I really tell him that?" the teenage girl

asked

herself. "It sounds so cliche!" Her lips fell into a

pout. "I hate

out-of-style, non-retro cliches..."

So...I'm curious as to what she would do when faced
with something that is both "in-style" but truly
horrid.

[Rebel, probably. Start her own line of fashion. ^_-]

	The botched letter landed in a pile of similarly

unstylish

messages inscribed on processed, bleached, and inked

wood fibres

whose clutter currently concealed the wastebasket.

Enviroment friendly and child safe! ^_^

[I'll have to do something to send Greenpeace after
her later... ^_^]

	"What would he like?" Lynne asked aloud again, her

face a mask

of complete and utter concentration. "What do you

think, Mister

Seal?" She looked into the sad eyes of a large

beanie babie, which

was made in the form of a baby harp seal, arguably

the most cute

and fluffy creature on the face of the Earth.

My Cthulhu plushy is pretty cute too, but I KNOW he's
just waiting for the right time to consume my soul
and/or drive me into the realms of insanity for which
there will be no return and all that. 

[Just dye 'em pink and all will be well.]

	The girl ran her fingers through her long, orange

hair while

continuing to think to herself aloud. "Daddy

overreacts most of the

time to everything, so how can I put it so he won't

take it in the

wrong way?" She took up her pen and started writing

again, speaking

aloud in a gruff voice, "Sweet Ol' Pops, I'm sorry I

had to duck out

on you, but I found lots of new opportunities to

blow things up real

good over here, where there isn't as much

competition from other

people trying to do the same thing. Bet you'll like

that, heh heh

heh!"

And if it wasn't for that simple complication in the
main story, he'd probably be over there just to cash
in on it. Heh.

[Yeah, if there's anything he likes, it's blowing things
up. (Though there is that recent dating thing he's gotten
involved with. It's probably just a phase he'll grow out
of.) ^_^]

to death! Kind of like my last hamster, actually,

but let's not go

into that again, okay? I learned my lesson, really!

Elmira? ^^

[Minako strikes me as the type that might have had a
few... accidents when it comes to pets.]

everyone else back home. Fancy that. Her name's

Lynne FaShawn, I

Yeah...fancy everyone in Japan speaking perfectly good
english...unless you're from the Cloverway Dubb, in
which case your voice director was french speaking,
but let's not get into that one.

["To hold conferences between Japan and the rest of
the English speaking world...

There was an interesting dub moment in Cardcaptor
Sakura. Eli (Eriol) was reading something in Japanese,
and Sakura asked him if he learned Japanese because
he had a lot of Japanese friends in England. Eli
replied mysteriously that he didn't. Sakura just stared,
stumped as the dubbers couldn't figure out what was
going on. ^_^]

a little nutty, but aren't we all? Did I just write

"all" three

times in rapid succession? Oh well. Save the trees,

kill the whales

Or maybe just kill em all.  Yyyyesssss!

[MWA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAA!]

then we'd have had problems. We can't have the cats

eating all that

spiced Mongolian chicken, what with the insane

chicken malady going

Insane chicken? 

[REALLY obscure information mix up.]

about. England's much safer. I'm glad there's no

insane cow sickness

going about here. Would you believe the hamburgers

here cost only

Mad Cow.  Heheheh.

[Bingo!]

I'll spend it responsibly this time. I'll cut down

on the trips to

the gym and eat more ice cream.

How many daughters...hell, how many people in general
can honestly say they have that problem?

[Not many in the USA, that's for sure. ^_-

It's interesting: In that one Nurse Minako episode in
the SMR series, she was able to (without using any powers)
leap from the ground up to the second floor of Usagi's
house without batting an eyelash. Either it's for comic
effect, or Minako could conceivably take on Ranma
or even (gasp) Love Hina characters...]

	The blonde put down her pen, folded up the page,

then took out

an envelope and stuffed her composition into it.

Taking out a bottle

of Elmer's, she idly glued it closed, spilling the

white fluid all

over the table in the process.

Only to find out she accidently got Elmer's crazy glue
instead of the usual stuff.

[Mina(suddenly finds her hand stuck to the table. Yanks
and wrenches until she rips off a chunk of wood...): Ooops!
(laughs nervously)]

	"You could just use a _sponge_ if you don't want to

lick it,"

Artemis suggested.

Wow.  The Magical Girl lack of common sense even
extends to simple things. ^_^

[Given that critera, Minako's Magical through and through. ^_^)

	"Yes, it does, doesn't it?" Then the blonde paused,

remembering

something very important. "Oh, wait, this time I

don't need to write

letters, because..." With a dramatic flair, she

whipped out a

rectangular piece of plastic, about the size of a

credit card. "They

gave me a Special, International Five-Hundred-Minute

Calling

Card(tm)!"

Too bad those minutes tick by really quicklike.

[Yeah... But it's the thought that counts.]

	On the floor, Artemis groaned and covered his head

with his

empty food bowl.

Probably a good thing he doesn't have the manipulatory
appendage to use a gun, or he'd have shot himself a
long time ago. Heheheh.

[Apparently, in the manga, he doesn't complain... But
that doesn't mean he can't complain here. ^_^]

	"Sure, I can call you back when it's midnight

here," Mina

replied cheerfully to the weary voice on the phone,

which she hung

up in the next instant. "Ahh, I love talking to

Mom!" She rested

her face against a hand and slumped into a posture

that was certain

to cause back problems after couple of decades doing

it. "It's fun."

Eh, only if she doesn't keep up the exercises to
remain flexible.  And even if it still happens, she
can likely get it all healed up again by Hotaru,
Michiru, or even Usagi if I recall some of her powers
correctly.

[Yeah! Magic can fix anything! It's in the genre! ^_^]

	"It's nine hours difference," Artemis sighed. "If

you call

sometime in the morning, everything should be fine."

	"Oh." Mina nodded thoughtfully. "That's good to

know."

Note folks, she really is blonde.  

[o/'Cause she's a blonde, Yeah-yeah-yeah!\o ^_^]

	It was more or less at this point that a

split-screen phone

conversational scene would have been appropriate,

since the opinions

of both speakers would need to be considered. After

all, we wouldn't

want the viewers to be confused, would we?

But confusing readers and veiwers is fun!  I love to
mess with people's heads.  Like the evil amusement of
watching someone who hasn't seen End of Eva before
huddling under the coffee table going "Mommy, Mommy,
make the bad anime stopppppp!"

[Heh heh heh heh! Then for the die-hard fans, you
can change the subtitles or change the VAs on the
dubs--MAKE IT A HAPPY ENDING! MWA-HA-HA-HAAAAAA! ^_^]

	On the other side of the diagonally-split image of

the mind's

eye, Lynne nodded. "Families are the loving basis

off of which we can

draw support and guidance," she replied virtuously,

then squeaked

with a bright smile, "and they're great to go

shopping with!"

Need...more...insulin...too much girly...saccarine...

[(twitch) If ya wanna win... (spasm) ya gotta go the
whole nine yards (seizure)! {{^_^}}]

	"That they are," Mina agreed wholeheartedly. "So,

what can I

do ya for?" She leaned back and put her sneakers up

on the table,

her skirt splaying haphazardly down her thigh.

^__________^

[If I were doing the actual animation, I'd probably
have left that out, but since nobody has to draw it,
why not put it in? ^_^

And... I received a suggestion that perhaps Minako
should be lounging around in her underwear at this point.
I pictured her in a skirt and blouse, but... Did anyone
else want me to change that?]

	Artemis rolled his eyes and turned around. "Can be

tough living

with a girl all the time," he muttered.

Its okay to look.  In fact, it's mandatory! ^_^

[In the manga, Artemis doesn't flinch when she pops up
naked, I'm told. (It happens several times, including in
the first book.) That doesn't mean that we can't have him
starting to have difficulties here, though.]

	Completely forgetting that Lynne couldn't see her,

the bubbly

blonde shrugged and watched Artemis start to tremble

while hunkering

down and clamping his paws over his eyes. Finally,

the cat gave up,

hopped onto the table, and spoke into the phone,

"You could ask the

people at the post office when you send the letter."

I never thought of that.  Being her partner must be
pure HELL for that poor cat. All that fanservice, and
he can't sit back and appreciate it. ^_^

[^_^]

	"Oh! Hi, Artemis! My, you've got good ears!" Lynne

greeted,

then paused, considering his suggestion while she

paused to consult

all of her stuffed animals. "That's a good idea,

isn't it?"

I don't suppose they'd have figured out that it might
be a good idea for the girl to move in with Minako and
Artemis, especially with what is described below.

[I'm not sure they've thought of it. As it stands, I'd
have to go through some scenario in which one or the
other girl's apartment gets trashed. Considering how
prevalent monster assaults have been lately, it shouldn't
be a problem...]

	Mina looked like she decided to accept that. "All

right."

She put him down. "You're such an unruly thing, you

know?"

<Artemis> I could say a lot about you too, considering
you just showed me everything you got. 

[<Mina> Artemis! ^_^]

	"That sounds good," Lynne agreed. "In style, even!"

Common sense usually is.  Usually...not always though.

[Yes, sometimes, complete and utter insanity comes into
widespread acceptance...]

	Artemis grinned sheepishly, and wandered off to the

window

sill. "I'm not quite sure myself," he whispered in a

soft voice to no

one in particular.

<Minako>  A generally rough estimate based upon
whatever feelings you might have would be more than
adequate.
<Artemis>  Stop talking out of character.
<Minako> Oh damn!

[^_^ Though she might end up using the _wrong_
psychobabble sometime...]

	"Yeah, I guess so... But still, I'd like to have

some cute,

sweet, cuddly, furry, lovable, huggable..."

Her boyfriend is going to be this big hulking lug of a
science geek that bench presses a few tons in his off
time, isn't he?

[More or less. You've got the ideal correct.]

	Lynne took a breath and went on, "Fuzzy, fluffy,

puffy animal

to hug and talk to." She sighed, looking at one of

her plush toys.

"You know what I want? A seal. A cute little harp

seal."

	Mina chuckled at that. "That'd sure be something!"

Is that an ill wind blowing...or is that the cackle of
a truly evil author?

[This is just foreshadowing. The ill wind comes later.
^_^]

	"Oh dear," the cute thing moaned in a low, agonized

voice, then

bit off the chain hooked to his neck, ripped off the

collar, and

waddled forward into the endless grassland before

him. "This is going

to be ever so depressing..."

That girl is going to be the death of him...well, not
really, but he's going to wish for it a lot, isn't he?
^_^

[Seal(pleading): Kill me...
^_^]

	Touring the studios of the world-famous BBC

Television Centre

was nice, Mina thought. Coming face to face with

sharks at that one

aquarium and riding the observation wheels was

pretty fun, too. Even

facing the torture chambers in London's most

notorious dungeons was

rather exciting, as well. In fact, when it came to

art galleries or

She's the one with that light whip...err...chain.
^_________^

[And she knows how to use it!!!

...Hmm, should her ability to use the Love-Me chain
be enabled right now? It could be done.]

	Long ago, before cleanliness and soap was invented,

the people

of England used rivers, streams, streets, and the

heads of young,

plucky, well-dressed nobles in lieu of an

underground sewer system.

So, are they full of shit, or just shit heads? 

[Hmm... All of the above, most likely.]

	Mina wasn't so sure about that. Far from drinking

it, she

didn't even want to smell it. That last part was

what she was

currently trying to avoid. With both hands clasped

over her nose and

mouth, she struggled to block out a scent that

new-age capitalists

would never dare to call anything but the smell of

progress. Below

her, the fetid water squelched at the bridge

foundations,

threatening to eat away the supports.

Hey, as long as you can actually smell a rotting and a
bit of the blue-green algae, there is hope for your
water.  It means things can live in it if that stuff
is there...not that you'd want to be around it mind
you...it DOES smell about as bad as the sulfur pits in
Yellowstone.

[However, when losing one's lunch into such a liquid
makes it, on average, several orders cleaner, one would
want an awful lot of processing before drinking.]

	While it was true that the energetic orange-haired

girl

strolled quickly toward her friend, her movements

demonstrated a

grace that often takes years of flight training in

an aviary or off

the edge of a steep cliff to obtain. Therefore, it

would have been

proper to say that Lynne glided up to stand in a

confident posture

before Mina, bowing slightly with her arms behind

her back as if

presenting herself as a lady in waiting before a

queen or princess.

Nice description.

[Thank'ya very much! I thought it sufficiently
confusing.]

	Wordlessly, Mina handed Lynne her bag, cat and all,

then turned

around and gazed over the railing. She leaned

downward and her face

went pale. Her throat spasmed a few times as

something from earlier

in the morning expressed its sincere desire to make

itself known to

the world once more.

Good shit, eh? ^_^  Well...maybe a bad choice of words
there, heh.

[Yeah, and I can't think of a vulgar word for vomit,
right off hand, so whaterver will work.]

	Lynne tilted her head and blinked at her friend,

apparently

perplexed at the reason for such an odd action. Then

her eyes lit

up. "Oh! I remember this one. Daddy never really had

any use for it.

It means... What does it mean?" Artemis waving the

air around his

nose gave her the clue she needed. She too sniffed

the air. "Ewww,

yuck!" She forced a grimace. It was a little

artificial. "Why don't

they clean this place up?!"

Must be nice not to have a sense of smell.  Course
that means she can't taste either, or can't taste very
much but the 4 basic ones.  Or is it an optional thing
with her?

[She's got a sense of smell, but has yet to 'program' it
to tell if something stinks or not. She's got it down
enough to tell what smells good, like a proper perfume,
but hasn't spent much time sniffing things that smell
horrible.]

	"Stop, in the name of the BMBP!" a brunette in a

blue police

<Robin Williams> Yes, in England no one is armed, so
if you're caught commiting a crime, they'll say "STOP!
 Or I'll say stop again!"

[And in a riot, they'll force you back with large
plexiglass shields...]

	A woman beside him shrugged. "Strange Japanese

tourists going

bungee jumping off a short bridge in skirts, I'd

imagine..." The

tourists mumbled amongst themselves in general

agreement as they

discussed the situation.

Into a toxic river...riggghhhtt...typical of an
American tourist.

[Some American tourists will believe anything. ^_^]

	"The fuku's just for show," Lynne noted. "And so's

the business

of shouting out my attack names." At her friend's

raised eyebrow, she

hastily added, "I mean, it wouldn't be proper not

to, but it's just

a lot of concentration and energy manipulation,

right?" Realizing the

paradox resulting from her friend having asked that

sort of question,

she blinked, folded her arms, and tilted her head

quizzically at the

blonde. "You mean it isn't the same for you?"

	"Not exactly," Mina breathed.

Or maybe she hasn't tried it yet.  Heh.

[Probably hasn't tried it. It's likely something akin
to Slayers magic. Usually, sorceror(ess)s would need to
spout off the incantation, for proper dramatic effect.
However, when necessary, advanced people like Lina
Inverse wouldn't have to.]

	"Moon?" Lynne mused, putting a finger to her cheek.

"She seems

more like a Venus to me." Shrugging that off, she

struck an artistic

pose, even though nobody except for Artemis was

watching. "Stylin'

Fashion Power, Make Up!"

Why is Venus using that transformation phrase, anyway?

[It has something to do with being Sailor V... Rumor
has it (especially among fanfic writers) she was trying to
keep the Dark Kingdom from finding out who the real
Moon Pricess was.]

	Sailor V's sequence was much more utilitarian:

stars and

stripes revolved around her, forming all of her red,

white and blue

sailor suit in one fell swoop.

mmm...neked Senshi transformation sequences...^;;

[Well, they're covered with an all-concealing glow, so
it's not _too_ bad.]

	His resolve beginning to fail him, Artemis turned

away. He

determined to take a long, cold bath later that

evening.

It's not going to help!  It'll only make it much
worse! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!  It's a wonder how the poor
guy remains sane getting regular eyefuls of female
pulchritude.  Then again, you'd think he'd be
desensitised to it by this point...or maybe not.  

[Either that, or he started out not really noticing or
caring, and his resolve just sort of eroded away...]

Oh, one thing I've been noting is that Sailor S is
diversifying her power considerably in this series of
yours.  Both with the ability you show below, the
Crystal Wink Sword, and her inherent energy
manipulation capabilities.  This puts her at a
superior advantage both tactically and power level
wise in reference to her partner.  My question is, is
Venus going to be able to either augment herself or
diversify herself as well, in this fic of yours, in
order to keep it more of a partnership, rather than
one eclipsing the other?

[Well, I'll be tacking on Sailor V's other capabilities
eventually, when she needs to look more powerful or
experienced than S. Including but not limited to:

Moon Power, Tranform! 
Crescent Moon Power, Transform! 

(For transformation sequences and disguise power. Planning
on having one group infiltrate Hogwarts to take out a youma
and the other on direct assault detail.)

Crescent Beam! 
Crescent Boomerang! 

(Just some basic stuff. The compact is crescent-shaped
and can be used as a boomerang, IIRC...)

Venus Power! Love Crescent Shower! Pour Down Rain! 

(Not sure what this one does, but I'll muddle something out.)

Sailor V Chop! 
Sailor V Kick! 
Rolling Screw Sailor V Punch! 

(Basic pummeling stuff.)

Crescent Super Beam! 

(For when guys with scouters start pouring in...)

V-chan's Rub Out Sailor V chop! 
Crescent Slender Beam! 

(Advanced stuff. Better penetration.)

Venus Sulfur Smoke! 
Venus Iron Muscle Punch! 

(When the Sailor V Chop just isn't cutting it...)

V-chan Striking Sword! 

("Sailor S, let me borrow the sword for a minute...")

Diphenhydramine Combo! Venus Sign Mosquito Repellent Incense Typhoon! 

(The kids love this one...)

Venus Ten Billion Bolt Rock n' Rouge!!! 
Venus Love Megaton Shower!

(Personal favorites. ^_^)

So, I'll need to have some of these come out. Make no mistake, as
powerful as S gets, V's already a lot tougher, and an accomplished
heroine by this time. I'll just have to do a few things to make
that more apparent.]

	Stylin' slapped a fist into her open palm, her

sword-hand

looking a bit itchy. "All right!"

I don't know about you, but I'm scared. ^_^

[You should be. ^_-]

	"I say: STOP!" Katrina of the BMBP cried as she

continued to

pursue the criminal.

Or I'll say stop again! ^_^

[Got that right!]

	Katrina drew her billy club and did her best to

look menacing.

Her flattering dress uniform and her soprano British

accent wasn't

Nope.  Does wonders to make her sound cute though.

[True, true...]

	When the light vanished, in the man's place stood a

gaunt,

green beast with green, leathery skin, red, glowing

eyes, eight-inch-

long razor-sharp teeth, and scythe-like claws. To

top that off, it

had horns and other spiky devices extending from its

head, neck, and

legs.

Cool.  A Zoanoid.

[You know what? I think you're right...]

	All of the sudden, a column of light flared

downward,

punching through the monster's shoulder, severing

the nerves that

connected its left side to its central nervous

system. The beam

continued frying all the way through its body to its

leg, which

exploded in a spray of foul-smelling scorched ichor.

Wouldn't it cauterize?

[If it's already blasted through all major blood vessels,
the internal pressure is more than enough to overcome a
little charred flesh blocking it off. I think. ^_^;;;]

	"Sailor V Kick!" Fluidly leaping into a somersault,

V dove

face-first off the building, then spun into a kick.

Her cumulative

velocity drove the toe of her right slipper into the

beast's neck.

The impact not only shattered all of its neck

vertebrae; the

reverberation also cracked its skull and destroyed

what remained of

its circulatory system.

One thing I think several people have noted, is if you
watch your oponent long enough, and note they shout
their attacks before they do them, then you have time
to develop and implement a counter, which is a bad
thing of course.  One wonders why the bad guys don't
use such knowledge more often, but then again, most
REALLY need a few years of studying the evil
overlord's manual.

[Yeah, most villains could use quite a bit of study. Then
again, some heroes have the nasty habit of punching right
through the EOL rules, despite all efforts. Especially
heroines as unpredictable as V.]

	In same movement, Sailor V caught the hostage,

twirled around

in the air for a moment, and landed softly, facing

away from Katrina.

What music were you listening to at this rather cool
scene?

[I was actually reviewing an anime episode of the first
SM series, #42. Where V actually fights someone.]

	Without so much of a cry of "Lovely," "Refresh,"

"Beautiful,"

or even "AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH,"

the devastated

beast groaned weakly while it melted into a pile of

ash.

Probably hard to talk when most of your innards are
now  your outards.

[Hoo-yeah.]

	Sailor V released the toddler, who spun around to

look at her

rescuer, and beamed, "Thank you!"

Good thing the girl wasn't in catatonic shock or
anything like that.

[In this sort of story, it wouldn't do to... damage small
children. They're fighting off an invasion, yes, but that's
no reason to be mean. ^_^]

	Unseen by the two warriors for Love, Justic,

Beauty, and

Fashion, the pile pulsed, then melted into a puddle

of goo before

beginning to expand.

With Stock t-1000 or Odo special effects. Heheheh.

[You got it!]

	Without missing a beat, S sheathed her sword and

struck a pose.

"Fear not, brave law-enforcement official! Fighting

evil isn't just

She's not going to raise that one day and shout "I
HAVE THE POWER!" is she? 

["BY THE POWER OF GREYSKULL, I AM..." ^_^;;;;]

	V nodded. "Nothing else to do here, really." She

flashed the

V for victory sign and started to swing around, but

was stopped by

Katrina.

Normally I'd harp on the fact that you really
shouldn't leave your opponent without putting a bullet
in its head, but in this case, this thing gave all the
signs of being defeated and dead, and you don't get
much deader than turning to ash all things considered.

[And when youma turn to ash, it's pretty much over...
or so they thought.]

 So yeah, in this case they were perfectly justified
in stating something like "Nothing else to do here." 

[Agreed. But people have the nasty habit of being
wrong... ^_^]

Too bad Mr. Murphy don't give a whit about what's
justified or not.  After all, you should never EVER
dare the universe to outdo itself.  ^_^

[It'll find a way!!!]

	V smiled in thought while she and Katrina started

to walk away

from S. "Yeah. They put up SOME fight, let me tell

you." She paused.

"How did you know about that?"

Often the old gags are best. ^_^

[I'd tend to agree, especially if they're described well.
If a situation is cliche in a film, it can be used in
detailed prose to comic effect, especially if there's a
running commentary going on.]

	"One of our officers was filming nearby," Katrina

added,

turning her English-bred manners on full blast. She

proceeded to

explain the quality of Goode Olde British law

enforcement. "It's a

very long tradition, you see..."

<J from Men In Black> KKKKKKKKKKKK!

[Katrina: Is she going to be all right?

V: Oh, sure. She does it all the time. ^_-]

	With a grunt of effort, Sailor S brought up a free

hand and

smacked it against the monster's cheek. The strike

generated a very

sharp noise, rather like the crack of a very large

and powerful whip.

Just imagine if she'd punched it, or done an open hand
knife chop.

[She might have been able to penetrate flesh ala Piccolo,
yes...]

	S tumbled away, landing on a knee. She crossed her

arms in

front of her chest, her irises glowing with hidden

power. "Stylin',"

she whispered in a deadly voice, "Victoria's Secret

Strike!" She

Don't know what she's talking about, because Victoria
don't have many secrets left. ^_^

[Not wearing all that, she doesn't...]

	Like a good, albeit a bit small, set of chainmail

armor, S's

well-designed silky outfit deflected the cutting

power of her enemy's

weapon. However, the force still knocked her down.

She fell flat on

her back and hit her head against the pavement. Her

concentration

broken for the moment, the monster's new set of

lingerie vanished.

See, this is why the Senshi really need to invest in
full body armor or something of that nature.  Had this
thing attacked her mid section, it'd have been all
over.

[But if we did, then where would the genre go? Where
would we be without girls fighting monsters with just
a TEENSY bit too little fabric on 'em? ^_^;;;;]

	"Owww! Oooh! Eeeegh!" S yelped with each impact.

Finally,

the monster held her up in front of her and slashed

at her

midsection. The girl sucked in her unprotected tummy

a little to

avoid having it sliced open for her. "Eeeek!"

Case in point.

[The bare midriff was probably a bad move. She might
have to change that in the next couple of fights.]

	Regaining her composure, S reached over her left

shoulder and

unsheathed the Crystal Wink Sword. In a smooth

motion, she lopped

off the beast's head before it could react. In the

same combination,

she proceeded to impale it in the heart, slice off

the arm that

held her, and bisect it vertically, straight down

the middle.

As cool as that sound, impaling the heart sounds
almost contridictory to the slicing motions I see her
performing in this set of movements.  She'd have to
thrust in, then pull out, then proceeds to start the
hack and slash, which to me, seems to disrupt the flow
and rythm of her dancelike evisceration.

[Hmm... Well, I guess I could fix that...

	Regaining her composure, S reached over her left shoulder and
unsheathed the Crystal Wink Sword. In a smooth motion, she lopped
off the beast's head before it could react. In the same combination,
she proceeded to chop through a leg, slice off the arm that held her,
and bisect it vertically, straight down the middle.

The difference is subtle, but...]

	Katrina tried to think of something else she could

say to

help break the ice. "So, do you two have secret

identities, or are

you on call all the time?"

	"Nah, we're on call all the time," V boasted.

<V> Except from 8 to 3 when we have to go to school. 
Then it wouldn't be a good time.  Or any night I have
a test...or a date! ^_^

[Hmm..

	Katrina tried to think of something else she could say to
help break the ice. "So, do you two have secret identities, or are
you on call all the time?"

	"Nah, we're on call all the time," V boasted. Then she paused.
"Well, except from eight to three when we have to go to school. An
attack right then wouldn't be at a good time. Or any night I have
a test." The blonde started rubbing her fingers. "Or a date! Haven't
had much luck with that lately..." She continued to explain the
various sets of conditions that surrounded the limitations on time
they had dedicated to fighting evil.

Howsa dis?]

	"I beat you, so your powers are mine," S whispered

at the

dust, looking rather miffed. She held out her hand

toward the dust

and scrunched her face down in concentration. The

ashes disappeard,

and in their place formed a greenish, eight-sided

crystal with a

glowing sphere in the center. The gem floated toward

her chest and

vanished, absorbed into her body.

 You're brother's soul is mine!  You will be next!
[...said Sailor Shang Tsung! ^_^]

*points at all the Youma who run away screaming*

[^_^

Heh, I've been playing Soul Reaver 2 and Blood Omen 2.
 There is a lot of power and soul stealing in those
games...which is really fun if you're into that sort
of thing.  Not quite as visceral in the imagery
department, is the Rockman series, which also does
this sort of thing, but you probably know that
already.

[Yeah, I've been trying to base their relative power levels
off of X and Zero, though they're not exactly carbon copies.
If you dig deep, I've adapted several other characteristics
into the pair here.

But we can steal monster's soul-crystal thingies without too
much cause for apprehension, can't we? I mean, it wouldn't
end up turning Stylin' evil, would it?]

	"Do you fight shapeshifting monsters very much?"

Katrina

prodded.

<V> There's any other kind?

[^_^ Good point.]

	Sailor S, disheveled with her hair and ribbons

messed up,

struck a sloppy victory pose with her weapon held

aloft. The Crystal

Wink Sword gleamed and flared in the sunlight.

God help us all if she watches the Blade movies.

[Lynne(frowns as she watches the gory action): This is SO
fake... And you can tell he doesn't do his own stunts. I
mean, just look at how he's holding his weapons. He doesn't
have a CLUE what he's doing. (brightens) But the story's
good! I can't wait to see what that guy does with the blood.
^_^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;]

	Katrina tilted her head at the small--but very

brave--blonde.

"How about Sailor S? Is she any good at fighting?"

	V shrugged. "She's okay, and can always use a

little help."

That sentence is a bit weird.  Does she mean that she
can use a little help, or that S could always use a
bit of help?  When people actually talk, they never
get their sentences right constantly, but this one
seems a bit...ambiguous I guess.  Then again, neither
V nor Katrina caught it, so it's that big a deal.

["She's okay, and can always use a little help."

I mean, I thought it was okay... I wanted to convey
the idea that V thinks S can fight more or less all
right, but V thinks she needs to help S out a lot.
Is there a better way of casually putting it?]

	"I got Stylin' Cosmetic/Theraputic Healer!" the

girl beamed,

pleased with herself. "Daddy would be so proud--I

copied my first

power!" She hopped up and down.

Copied?  More like absorbed.  Heh.

[Well, yeah. Absorbed and adapted. That's kinda like
copied, isn't it? ^_^

	"I got Stylin' Cosmetic/Theraputic Healer!" the girl beamed,
pleased with herself. "Daddy would be so proud--I absorbed my first
new power!" She hopped up and down. "Wai!"]

Hope she doesn't absorb anything she doesn't want to,
or has any really bad side effects.  Like needing
blood and sunlight sensitivity in return for increased
strenght and stamina.

[I'm pretty sure she can switch it on and off, whatever the power
may be. She might not be able to copy an attack by just being
near it like her daddy, but she's got a fair amount of control.

Moreover, the abilities are running off of her own core power.
So, it's not like she's going to double her strength each time
she gets one of those. She just gets a bit more versatile.]

	When her abrasions and bruises finished repairing

themseves,

she caused her old outfit to reappear by an act of

will. "Now I can

use it whenever I've got a cut or scrape. I don't

have to wait so

long for it to get better." She clapped her hands

for joy. "I'm so

happy!"

GAAHHH!!!  Too much! ^___^  Can't pump the insulin
fast enough!

[I'm doing my job, then. ^_^_^_^_^_^_^]

	"You've got the neater outfit."

	"But yours is always in style!" S looked down and

frowned at

her short skirt. "Mine needs to be updated all the

time."

Heh, just feed em ice cream and point em in the
direction of any evil nasties that come along. 
They'll figure it out.

[Quite. ^_^]

	Katrina nodded in approval of the duo. It was truly

refreshing

to see a pair of superheroines that got along so

well. She put her

arm around V's shoulders and started to lead her

away. "Would you

mind accompanying me to the station? We have

something that could

use your expert care." To herself, she added. "After

all, Green

Lantern hasn't been heard of for ages. Probably

dropped his power

ring down the sink or some such nonsense..."

<Spectre> And the new guy is never going to live that
down if I have anything to say about it.

["Aha! I finally got it!" (holds up the tube on the lower
level of the sink and fishes out the power ring... which
slips out of his hand and goes down the shower drain...)
"D'oh!"]

	"Nice setup," S commented, examining a terminal as

they entered.

"It kind of reminds me of Daddy's place. Except for

the officers all

over the place. It's kind of lonely back home.

Except for the robots.

And the holograms. But then again, with Daddy there,

I could never be

lonely."

In NETTG, I don't recall any scenes with this girl in
it.  I suspect I missed a few, but in the main story,
will you be going back and defining their relationship
somewhat?

[There's one in Ch.8 and another in Ch.9, I think.

As for their relationship... She used to live inside
his head, and I don't know if she had any sort of
temporary experimental existence in the Silver Millennium...
(I've got this neat sequence in mind where Stylin'
goes head to head with Galaxia before she was evil, beats
the living daylights out of 'er until Galaxia finally finds
a weak point and smashes it... Anybody want to see that
one?)]

	"Why, we're the British Motor Boat Police, of

course. Who

protects Britain from invasion? We do!" Katrina's

smile broadened at

the others' confused expressions, while she led them

to the briefing

room. "Yes, well, we bought surveillance equipment

instead of more

boats, and accepted pay cuts so we could hire more

investigators and

put in more television sets. We mustn't have

smugglers on Britain's

soil. What would the rest of Europe say?"

Rrriiiggghhhhtttt...

[^_^]

	Katrina whispered to the man that looked like the

police chief,

who turned and greeted the two heroines on their way

in. "Sailor V

and Sailor S, I presume?"

	The two girls nodded in agreement.

Agreement?  Or in acknowledgment?  Unless he was
pointing at them or nodding toward them, when he said
their names, I'm not sure the word 'agreement' is the
right one to use there.

[Well, acknowledgment, then.]

	The bearded police chief cleared his throat, his

moustache

moving as he did. "Absolutely smashing! Ladies, we

of the BMBP have

a mission for you, should you choose to accept it."

 As long as the message don't self destruct after
it's delivered!  That would ruin my stylish new
outfit!

[Hmm...

	The bearded police chief cleared his throat, his moustache
moving as he did. "Absolutely smashing! Ladies, we of the BMBP have
a mission for you, should you choose to accept it."

	"Oh?" S and V asked in unison.

	The man nodded.

	"Well," said Stylin', "as long as the message doesn't self-
destruct after we hear it. That would ruin my new outfit!"

	"Right, we can't have that," V added.

	"It seems," Chief continued, "that all the offices of the
BBC have been taken over by this simply _dreadful_ monster. We need
someone capable of dealing with it."

Look good?]

	"Really?" S whispered to the blonde. "What

happened?"

	"I'll tell you later," V replied quietly. "For now,

let's just

say I had a couple of bad relationships."

Were those the friends that sort of...betrayed her
feelings or something?  I can't recall the exact
circumstances or situation that I've heard refered to
in many places in reference to the Sailor V manga.

[Three major relationships going bust, at least. It was
due to them belonging to the Dark Agency, I believe. The
last one left behind a nasty prophesy/curse... BUT, I'm
not sure if that happened in exactly the same way here as
in the manga, since there's so many problems with the
continuity already...]

	Katrina shot V a disarming smile. "I say, could the

two of you

be a dear and pop down to the BBC and ask that

monster to vacate the

premises? That would be _ever_ so lovely."

I'm sure it'll be just that easy too. Heh.

[^_^ Not the way the poll results are going. So far, it
looks like the people generally want a really competent
villain with ultra-powered blow-'em'up action! And I
plan on delivering whatever mostly everyone seems to want.]

	"No presents are like the time!"

	"She who hesitates is boss!"

	"You're on!"

That was...that was just sad of them. ^_^  But in a
good way.

[^_^ Good quoting.]

	"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant the way she found

those

two," Chief added to himself. Something occurred to

him. "Now if

she'd have told me why she was wearing her dress

uniform to

work. There weren't any large public events

scheduled for today..."

Heh, that is a good question.  Can't wait to see the
answer. 

[Any ideas?]

Sailor Stylin's Tip For the Day!!!!!!!!! Hip-hip

hooraaaaay!

cringe-twitch!)

ARGH!!! x_x

Fortunately playing unreal allows me to respawn
usually, but damn man...that one was really bad. ^_^

[Producing an emotional response in a reader is what
most writers strive for. ^_-]

(Scene of a tall guy with pink hair scratching his

head as he

reads a long letter with detailed manga-style

sketches of Sailor

V and Sailor Stylin' drawn throughout the margins)

It's his daughter...must be universal that parents
don't understand their kids.  Even ones who had his
unique history.

[Especially ones with that sort of unique history.
I'm not entirely sure if he'd love 'er or try to kill
'er the moment he finds out.]

(Scene of a white seal waddling up to and staring

forlornly at

a sign that reads, "Now exiting Wyoming State

Limits. Welcome

to Utah!" The animal slumps to the ground, highly

depressed)

Heheheheheheheheheheheheheh, it's only going to get
worse if these chapters are any indication.

[Hoo-yeah... ^_^]

"And a lot of us do travel..."

(Scene of a French fashion show with Sailors S and V

participating,

with Katrina watching and applauding, quite

impressed)

Mmmmm...V in skimpy clothing...

[To make matters worse, she's still 13-14... though from
the drawing style, she could easily be 16-17.]

*sigh*  Really, there is just something unhealthy
about being a fanboy to a fictional girl in skimpy
clothing, who can't be much more than 16. ^^

[Much younger than that, unfortunately... &^_^;;;;;]

(Scene of Lynne staring, aghast in complete and

utter horror at

a new line of pant-suits in 1960s pastel colors)

Case in point on the fasion that is absolutely horrid,
yet in style. 

[Scary, innit?]

Think it needs more sugar? ^_^

Dude, you should bottle and sell this stuff.  You
could corner the market on every other company's sugar
production in no time flat. ^_^

[Ya think? ^_^]

I originally had in mind a Stylin'-oriented story

with mostly action

sequences, but the poll let me know that people want

mostly equal

proportions of both girls (especially since Minako

didn't quite get

as much attention in the Sailor Moon series as most

would have liked),

with WAFFy stuff AND action stuff. This has been

most educational.

And quite a nice story I might add.

[Thank you very much.]

1 = A competent villain with plans, traps, minions,

and, most

importantly, a shot at winning.
10 = A tragically, comically stupid monster that has

really no idea

what she's doing.

Usually the main guy is about a 5, but there is always
the bumbling side kick who is a 10...and then there
are those one or 2 subordinates who are the real 1s. 
I'm not entirely sure myself.

[Well, we're talking about a one-timer, I believe. If
people want a REALLY tough one, it'll come back occasionally,
but I want a couple of good fights before we get to the real
nitty-gritty plot stuff.]

And, for strength and combat skill, what would you

prefer?

1 = Something a seasoned Ranma character would have

trouble taking out.

10 = Mokona could grease the thing.

I dunno, considering what Mokona is in the MKR Manga,
that's not so far fetched.  Heh, I'd say something to
test their skills, maybe cause a small power jump in
them, but nothing too earth shattering...at least not
yet.  It's too soon for that.

[Maybe a special youma, enhanced by all the power its
unique physiology allows it to absorb...

Anyway, I hope this little bit helps ya out.  It was a

[Sure does! Thanks for taking the time to go through and
do a full review!]

helluva filler chapter, saccarine included.  Tasted so
good, I was swallowing even after I probably should
have stopped. ^_^  Not really anything worth

[Sugar-based heart attack, eh? ^_^

mentioning on the technical side.  It did cause me to
ask a few questions I hope are helpful to you as well.
 Most of the rest was just the occasional whiticism
that came to mind as I read it.

[And it worked out well.]

Great story man!

[Thanks a whole bunch! I was glad to get the review here.
The next part should come along within a month or so. Once
the poll gets done and I get enough of an idea what people
want... AND I need to work on Heart of Sugar, NETTG, and
everything else, including school. Fun, fun, fun! ^_^

Okay, catch ya later!]

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