Fandom Heretic
I'm not going to the trouble of looking up the SCP article due to a bad internet connection and lack of time, but based purely on its name, I find myself with the mental image of, well, basically Snidely Whiplash as a 15YO schoolgirl in a sailor suit.
edited 14th Nov '13 9:04:18 PM by EvaUnit01
Mad Scientist Wannabe
![[up]](https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/smiles/arrow_up.png "[up]"){kind=icon}
Mon-Star from Silverhawks:
X-ALL!
The Hateful Star is like that crazy neighbour that thought you looked weird to him and then he decideds he hates you and goes to get you, but, I must say, you dug deep in the chest to find Silver Hawks, hehe
My work is here. Current main fic: Tengen Toppa Gurren Solvernia
I'm picturing a really paranoid Scout who thinks the government wants her organs and wears a tin hat or something now....![[lol]](https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/lol2v12_4863.png "[lol]"){kind=small}
Here's the next part I finished:
“You called, my queen?” Jadeite asked, dropping onto a knee to bow. She looked up from her intense watching to address him.
“I want to check up on your search. Have you found a possible location of what we seek, General of the Far East?”
“Yes, our forces have designated a jewelry store as a good place to start our search in Japan. The Silver Crystal is bound to show up in such an establishment, and if it doesn’t them…we could always switch to absorbing the humans’ energy they give off with their greed.” His neutral expression turned into a sickening smirk, as if he personally enjoyed making other suffer…which he did. They were evil, and if he was going to be committing atrocities on innocents, he might as well get the most pleasure out of it as possible. Basic economics and all.
“Excellent…” Queen Beryl said, returning her focus on the crystal ball. An image of Tokyo was now forming in it, zooming in on a certain area. Speaking of that area… Several hours of academics torture later, Serena and Molly were walking back from school, eager to look at some jewelry after a day of depressing grades. For the former, that is.
“See, there it is!” Molly said, dragging her friend to the store front. Inside the store, a large crowd of people, mostly women, were browsing the glass cases as Molly’s mother yelled out sales pitches through a hand held megaphone.
“Woah, I’ve never seen this many people in here before,” Serena said, looking around as they pushed their way through. “What kind of crazy advertising did your mom do?” The floor creaked as a particularly heavyset lady crossed the room. “Er…what’s the maximum amount of people allowed in here again?”
“Aw, don’t be such a scaredy cat, Serena! We’re fine! Now come over here and look at this stuff with me.” Serena sighed and resigned herself to getting pulled around the store, building codes be damned. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Molly’s mom muttering to herself in the corner an laughing lowly. Weird. “Check this out!” Serena blinked as a ring case was shoved under hr nose.
“That’s a nice ring I guess. Is it a real diamond?” she said, taking it.
“As a matter of fact yes,” A voice leered, somehow ending up behind them.
“Gah!”
“Oh, hi Mom!” As Serena’s heart rate lowered back into the 70s range, the woman went behind the counter.
“Hi, honey. As I was saying, that diamond ring is yours for only 10% of the price!”
“10%?” As soon as the words left her mouth, Serena instantly regretted saying that out loud. A shadow loomed over the two girls as the huge woman from before and the rest of the store’s occupants fell on them in a tidal wave of bargain hunting bodies. After a well timed duck and cover maneuver, they managed to army crawl under the crowd to freedom, somehow unharmed. “I think it’s getting a bit dangerous around here. Maybe I should head home now. I mean, it’s not like my parents are gonna let me hit them up for cash with a bad grade anyway, and I’m flat broke,” She said to Molly, scratching the back of her head.
“Alright, see ya tomorrow!” Molly waved as she walked out. On the way home, she passed the arcade, posters advertising the multiple game machines plastered on the window. One stood out in particular though, showing a picture of a blonde girl wearing what looked like a modified white and orange version of a girl’s school uniform with a mask over her eyes.
Sailor V had been getting popular over the last year, from getting her own comics, to clothing brands, to a line of video games. And why not? In a year, she had gone from a mysterious vigilante to Tokyo’s modern Batman, swooping in to save the day from common thugs and the supernatural alike. She was a role model for the youth of Japan now, every girl wanting to emulate her in some way, from her shade of hair to her athletic figure. Serena herself had a nice stack of Sailor V manga sitting in her room, actually. Not that she’d be reading them for a while after today.
She looked down at the paper in her hand. Stupid math, always getting her in trouble. Sailor V didn’t have to do math. Serena would get grounded for life for this one, but if it “disappeared” on the way home… After thinking about it for another few seconds, she crumpled it into a ball and tossed it over her shoulder, walking away. The paper ball hit someone in the head behind her, and he curiously smoothed it back out.
“A 30? What, did you get 30 points for writing your name at the top?” Serena turned back around, seeing a boy in a green jacket wearing a pair of shades looking at her test and sniggering to himself. “That’s a nice bunny drawing though.”
“Give me that!” She stomped back over and snatched it out of his hands. “You ever heard of minding your own business, jerk?”
“Yeah, well throw your trash out correctly if you don’t want anyone to read it next time,” he retorted. “And I bet there’ll be quite a few next time, with those kinds of grades!” Serena turned around in a huff, about to leave again.
“I thought high schoolers were supposed to be mature!”
“And I thought school was designed to make people smarter, so I guess there’s an exception for everything, Meatball Head!” he yelled at her retreating figure. Serena hesitated in front of her door, not entirely sure what she could do or how her mom would react. In the end, she decided to just bite the bullet and go for it. What could be the worst that she’d do? Five minutes after stepping inside, she was kicked right out again.
“Go back to the library and study for a few hours!” her mother yelled before slamming the door in her face.
“Oh, come on! I didn’t even get to eat anything! Mom, let me in! Mom?” She banged on the door a few times before realizing that one of the neighbors was watching from across the yard. Now thoroughly embarrassed, Serena gave up and walked away. She’d leave, and then come back later, hopefully before her younger brother tried to eat that piece of cake in the fridge she’d claimed for herself.
Back at the jewelry store, the customers were starting to slow down, like they had just run a marathon. Molly came back downstairs from her room just as the first person fainted. A few more looked like they were about to follow the example.
“Why do I feel so..dizzy?” one said, leaning heavily on a table. She was slumped on the floor soon after, the ring on her finger shining brighter than usual. Come to think of it, all of the jewelry they had sold was now glowing. And wasn’t her mom supposed to be downstairs? Just what was going on here? The door to the backroom was ajar, and she could hear voices coming from inside. With more caution than, Molly crept over to see inside. With her eye to the crack in the door, she saw her mom and an unfamiliar man in a suit having a conversation. Something about energy and a crystal. She leaned in a little closer to hear better, and the wooden floor creaked loudly. Molly froze, but it was too late. Her mother whirled around, eyes glowing a demonic red. Molly screamed.
“This day sucks…” Serena was lying on her bed again, having been let back into the house. She was sulking now, too saddened to attempt any homework. First she was late, then the test had to come back, and then Sammy had to go hog the last piece of cake before she could touch it. The little punk knew full well she wanted it. She wondered how Molly was doing back at the store. Did the fat lady fall into the basement yet?
“Oh God, someone help me already!” Molly ran around the store, being chased by a twisted version of her own mother. Jadeite floated nearby, watching with sick glee.
“Ah, nothing like a good mental scarring, I always say,” he commented as energy continued to drift into an orb he held. “It never gets old!”
There was a loud creak from the window as it opened, and she frowned. Serena thought she locked that. Wait, what if someone was breaking in? Thinking fast, she froze. Maybe the thief would just ignore her if they believed she was sleeping. The window fell shut, and she heard something drop to the floor. There was silence, and then a weight landed on her bed.
“Hello, Seren”-
“Don’t kill me!” In les than a second, she had gone form being on the bed to crouching behind it, peeking over the edge. A black cat was sitting there, head tilted in confusion.
“Uh…what?” the cat said. It spoke in an upperclass manner, like it had learned from a dictionary. “I came in here to tell you”-
“You’re the cat from this morning!” Serena accused, pointing a finger at it.
“Yes, yes I am. And I thank you for removing those bandages. But more pressing is”-
“Wait, you can talk?!” The cat hissed.
“Yes, now please let the talking cat finish speaking!” it said. Serena nodded mutely. The cat cleared its throat. “As I was saying, my name is Luna, and I’ve been watching you because I suspect that you are the one I’ve been looking for. I’m here to tell you your true destiny.”
“My…destiny?” Luna nodded and walked across the bed to her.
“You are really the leader of the Sailor Scouts, Sailor Moon, Champion of Love and Justice!” Serena stared at her before snorting.
“This is a joke, right? You can’t expect me to believe a talking cat telling me I’m some kind of superhero. How dumb do you think I am?”
“Oh, I’m very serious right now! You were born to fight the forces of evil. You’ve just…forgotten, that’s all.” Serena still looked skeptical. “Alright, then how about I prove it to you?” The crescent moon shape on the cat’s head glowed, and a golden compact with stones embedded in it materialized in front of them. “This is the Moon Compact. If you hold it and say ‘Moon Prism Power’, you should transform.”
“Do I really have to say that out loud?”
“Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”
“But you’re a cat!” she said.
“Just…just try it once, alright? It won’t kill you, and if it doesn’t work, I promise you’ll never hear from me again.” Serena picked it up carefully, examining it. It fit neatly in her hands, and she felt a brief sense of familiarity.
“…Promise?”
“On my nine lives,” Luna said. She hesitated before nodding and attaching the compact to her school uniform, right near her collar. She wasn’t sure why she had placed it there, but it seemed the right thing to do. She made sure her bedroom door was locked before continuing. Luna was watching in anticipation.
“Well, here it goes…” Serena held up a hand. “Moon Prism Power!” There was a bright flash of pink light that engulfed the place where Serena once stood. It was over in almost an instant, fading to reveal that she was now dressed in a short blue shirt, a red and white uniform shirt with bows on the front and back, and tall, red boots. She had a pair of white gloves and a tiara was positioned under her bangs. “That was…by far the strangest thing I’ve experienced in my life. The heck am I dressed like this for?”
“Hold on, my eyes are still recovering from your obnoxious strobe light show.” Luna rubbed her face and blinked. “See, I knew it would work! You remember anything yet?”
“I think I’d remember running around in a barely functional skirt if I did it before, Luna.” Just then, her new hairpieces glowed, and she heard a familiar scream from off in the distance. “Molly?” Luna’s eyes widened.
“I completely forgot, your friend’s store was infiltrated by the Negaverse! We need to get there as fast as possible!” Luna hopped back onto the windowsill. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Sailor Moon was still standing in place, looking conflicted.
“I’d love to go, but…” she hesitated. “I have no idea how to fight! I’m not exactly the athletic type.”
“Nonsense! You’re Sailor Moon, the…”
“Champion of Love and Justice, right, I get it.” Luna sighed.
“I’m sure you’ll do fine in a fight. You just have to have some confidence in yourself.” Another scream for help sealed the deal.
“Ok, I’ll do it. Just give me a second…” After climbing out the window, they stood on the roof of Serena’s house. “So how should I get there, just walk it?” she asked.
“We use the rooftops, of course.” Luna took a few steps back and leapt the entire gap between the two houses, landing perfectly on the other side. “See? Easy.”
“You’re a cat!”
“I thought you wanted to save Molly.”
“Oh, fine!” Sailor Moon backed up before running at the gap, jumping at the last second. She then proceeded to fall directly into the alley below with an un-heroic crash. Luna winced.
“…Maybe we can just take the sidewalk.”
Fandom Heretic
<snigger> Oh, this is going to be fun.
Face me now, Bitch!
I think a Sailor Moon and Pretty Cure crossover should be mandatory for Toei to do.
Besides, seeing the pretty cure teach the Sailor Senshi how to find hand to hand would cool to watch.
Watch Symphogear
After thinking about how linear I want the parody/comedy fanfic to be, I decided I want the rest of the Inner Senshi to get some upgrades to level the playing field and make them more important characters in comparison to Sailor Moon, and increase the importance of other recurring characters who ended up as background decor. Just increasing the superhero parallels and character involvement in general.
For the Inners, I want to give them some more useful abilities in human form that get upgraded as they get stronger, but actual attacks can only be used when in senshi form. It could be justified as power leakage from their multiple transformations. They may eventually be able to transform with no pen at all at certain moments or in select situations. (The pen seems to just make it easier, like a power conductor or filter.)
Amy starts out with her usual water sensing abilities and her computer (now directly linked to her brain), but expands to some water manipulation (like state of matter changes) and linking with other machines and upgrading them temporarily. Maybe some water breathing too.
In addition to her priestess powers, Raye becomes more and more fireproof as she develops, and can create small flames like a lighter if sufficiently teed off enough, along with increasing her own temperature and the area around her.
Lita is way more resilient to physical hits, and can create sparks that either cause light shocks or supercharge electronics. The only electricity that can actually hurt her must be magically created (either by enemies or her own attacks). Regular electric from a wall outlet is just barely registered, and eventually is conducted with no ill effects.
Mina can subtly manipulate light, like make the sun seem brighter or dimmer, or change the angle. Maybe even a DBZ styled Solar Flare or an oasis illusion.
For the background characters, some may figure out their secret identities (like Molly or Amy's mother or Andrew or Rei's grandpa) and try to help out once in a while.
Any other suggestions for places or situations to diverge from canon?
Finally finished up Chapter One, and left a somewhat vague cliffhanger for Chapter 2. Should I add something mroe to the last paragraph, or is that enough of a hint for Cyborg!Ami?
“Okay, remind me to not do that without knowing the proper technique,” she said to Luna, grimacing in pain. The throbbing in her foot faded quickly though. Come to think of it, she hadn’t felt very tired at all since she had transformed, even after running all the way to Molly’s house. And the fact that she had recovered at all from falling off her roof was a testament to something other than her appearance changing. Maybe being a Sailor Scout gifted her with super stamina and faster healing. She’d have to investigate that when a demonic looking vaguely person shaped…thing wasn’t staring at her.
“Who are you supposed to be?” the monster asked. Its voice was like gravelly nails on a chalk board, and Sailor Moon shuddered before answering.
“I am…The Sailor Scout of Love and Justice, Sailor Moon!” Luna nudged her and whispered something. “Wait, what do you mean, say something cool?”
“You’ve got to intimidate them, so you look like you know what you’re doing. Think up something witty!”
“Uh…and, and in the Name of the Moon…I will punish you!” She said, doing some movements with her arms to accentuate her battle pose. She ended with a dramatic point, leaving the monster vaguely confused.
“Yeah…I’m just going to move on now. Go, my zombiefied victims! Tear that no name sailor apart!” Sailor Moon paled and backed away as the knocked out women and girls got to their feet in a trance and shambled towards her.
“Well, this went downhill fast, what should I do?”
“Um…run?” Luna suggested before bolting between the crowd’s legs.
“Hey, don’t just leave me”-A woman lunged at her, and she managed to jump off her back like a springboard, landing behind the stunned zombie. Another grabbed a bottle and broke it on a table, giving it a deadly edge, and a third pulled out a pocket knife. “H-hey guys, how about we just talk this one out?” She squeaked in fear as a pen flew past her head and got stuck in the wall behind her. “Ok, maybe not.” The mob collapsed on her soon after, forcing Sailor Moon to dodge, weave, and block for her life. “A little help would be nice!” One attack came a little too close for comfort, and she fell against a column trying to get out of the way.
“Now finish her off!” the demon commanded from the back of the crowd.
“Don’t let them back you into a corner, fight back!” Luna said, popping out from behind the column.
“Where were you five minutes ago? My leg’s bleeding, I may have bruised my tailbone, and I’m about to get stabbed by diamond cutters and safety scissors! Any suggestions that involve me not dying I’d love to hear!” She yelled at the cat. Luna shrank back.
“I…I’m sorry, I was just trying to help…”
“No, it’s not you. It’s just…” Her eyes teared up and she grabbed Luna, squeezing her. “I don’t wanna die! I didn’t get to watch an R rated movie, or go on a date, or have kids, or…or…” She started bawling loudly, a sound that only encouraged the zombies to move faster to shut her up.
“Someone strangle that cat already!” a neighbor yelled from across the street.
“Crying won’t help, now get back up and…” There was an audible click as Sailor Moon’s hairpieces lit up. Her crying suddenly amplified in decibels to the point of being nearly deafening. The monster growled and covered her ears, and the zombies stalled under the assault. The windows cracked and the room seemed to quake beneath them. “…Okay, maybe it will.” There was a crash as an entire rose bush came through the second floor window, landing right on top of the monster. She screeched in pain under the pointed plant, struggling to get out.
“Curse these thorns to the depths of the Earth! Curse theeem!” Standing on the window’s edge was a young man, dressed in a black tuxedo and top hat. In his hand was a single rose, and in his other was a black cane. His mask covered only his eyes from view.
“Sailor Moon, you must have faith in yourself and stay strong!” he said. She stopped crying and looked up.
“Uh, who are you again?” He flung his cape in the air and gave a dashing smile.
“I am Tuxedo Mask, and I will always be there for you when you need it.” Tuxedo Mask turned around to leave. “Keep giving it your all!” The next moment, he disappeared back into the night, leaving only rose petals behind. Having squirmed out of her grip, Luna raised a brow. “Well, that was…odd. Moving on, Sailor Moon, now’s your chance!” Sailor Moon was still staring at the spot where Tuxedo Mask had been, in a stupor. Luna pushed at her leg, and she blinked rapidly.
“Wow, sorry about that. I was still…processing. Yeah, processing.” She gave a nervous laugh.
“Never mind that, attack with your tiara! Quickly, before she gets up.”
“You mean this thing?” She took off the metal band around her forehead and inspected it. “It’s more of a circlet, really. A tiara would be worn on the top of the”-
“Just throw it!”
“Okay, okay, Jeez.” She held the tiara out and concentrated, lining up her shot. The tiara started to glow a bright golden color and rotated in her grip, becoming a blurred discus shape. She spun on her foot as she wound up before releasing her projectile. “Moon Tiara Magic!” At the same time, the monster finally untangled herself from the rose bush.
“Aha! Your flowery distraction is no match for the Nega-oh crap!” The tiara sliced through her torso, and she slowly disintegrated into dust, screaming in anguish and rage. In the shadows, Jadeite was stunned at the turn of events. “…This might be a bit of a setback,” he muttered, teleporting away. Setback or not, Queen Beryl would not be pleased. That meant all sorts of not-fun for him. Sailor Moon caught the returning boomerang, and it reverted to normal, allowing her to put it back on. The mind controlled women stalled and collapsed, ending up on the floor again but no longer dangerous. She poked one with her foot, with no response other than a moan.
“Uh, they’re not hurt, right?”
“I’m sure they’ll be fine when they wake up, the demon only took some of their energy. Now let’s get out of here before the police arrive.” Luna was padding towards the still open door.
“Wait for me, will you?!” As Sailor Moon left, Molly regained consciousness just in time to catch sight of the jewelry store’s savior.
“Okay, no more Boston Crèmes before 10 for me.”
“…And then I woke up and saw someone in a school outfit and a really short skirt leave with a talking cat, and my mom’s rosebush sitting on the floor uprooted.” Molly finished explaining to one of her other friends. They were hanging around the school gates, waiting to be let in. “She kinda looked like Sailor V, now that I think about it.”
“You sure you weren’t dreaming or something? I mean, the newspaper just said that a thief broke in and split before the cops showed up.”
“I swear, I really did see her!”
“Of course you did.” As the two bickered on about whether Molly was crazy, Serena was walking with Luna to school.
“Well, I’m never doing that again,” Serena said. “I’ve never been so terrified in my entire life. We could have been killed or…”
“Don’t be such a downer, you did save the day after all!” Luna said, jumping on her shoulder.
“Yeah, but without Tuxedo Mask,” she paused, caught up in the memory of last night. Luna coughed ro catch her attention. “…who knows how it could have ended? I’m in middle school; you can’t expect me to be some kind of hero all the time now.”
“You’ll still at least try, right?”
“...I guess. Can’t let innocent people get hurt and all. I’m not going to like it though!”
“Excellent! Now all we have to do is find the others, and…”
“Wait, there are more people involved in thi”- Luna darted off, leaving her alone at the gate. Molly was waving her over, and she let it go.“Stupid cat.” If there really were more Sailor Scouts, then she’d at least have someone to share the burden of demon killing with. They couldn’t be that bad, right?
From a distance away, a blue haired girl in a school uniform watched Serena and the group of girls talk about the event last night. Her posture was unnaturally still, never shifting her weight or fidgeting in the slightest. Her eyes were a strange shade of blue, glowing slightly like LED lights. “That girl is…familiar,” she said softly. Her voice had a synthesized edge to it. A car roared by and she blinked, breaking her concentration. Her glowing eyes faded, returning to a less robotic color. As if she had just realized she too had to go to class, she immediately turned on her heel and started walking again, the moment gone but not forgotten.
Fandom Heretic
Really, it's less a hint and more almost-but-not-definitively outright stating it.
Still cool and funny, though. ![[tup]](https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/Thumbs_up_emoticon_3268.png "[thumb up]"){kind=small}
I think I'm okay with the hint being a little heavy handed. It should still be interesting to the people who weren't expecting it.
So I'll do a quick summary of the anime only events and go right to Ami's manga chapter intro, focusing on that.
edited 22nd Nov '13 5:00:52 PM by ScorpioRat
Posted first chapter of parody:
So I've been watching some of the Live-Action show to give me some fresh ideas. Once I got past the gratatious ham and cheese (it was still funny though), it had some interesting interpretations for some characters that I liked, and I'll try to integrate some of it.
Meanwhile, I'm attempting to try and make Chapter 2 more amusing before I continue it. Amy is being really hard to write for...
edited 28th Dec '13 10:50:20 AM by ScorpioRat
Okay, here's a chunk of Chapter two:
“Like I said before, I’m never doing that again!” Serena said to Luna, flopping back onto her bed after a long afternoon of Negaverse fighting.
“You said that the last…” The cat counted on her paws. “Six times too, but you still transformed into Sailor Moon in the end,” Luna pointed out from her perch on the nightstand. The entire month had been rife with multiple schemes from Jadeite, some more nefarious than others, and all of them somehow involving people she knew. It was like the general was taunting her.
“Luna, I saw Melvin in a dress today, an image that is now forever seared into my mind. That pretty much proves how evil the Negaverse is right there. How could I live with myself knowing that kind of torture is happening? As much as I’d love to go back to being plain old Serena again, Tokyo really needs Sailor Moon. Another Scout wouldn’t hurt though…”
“I’m looking for one, but my sources haven’t come up with any info yet, sorry. I’m sure your partners will awaken soon with all this evil activity happening. You can handle it until then, right?”
“Well…”
Sailor Moon screamed as she was chased around a studio rooftop by a purple skinned demonic woman that fired explosions from her mouth, Jadeite cackling in the background until she finally got her tiara attack off and killed his minion.
In a fitness gym, Sailor Moon wailed un-heroically as Jadeite’s mind controlled body builders terrorized her while he drained energy from insecure people who wanted quick weight loss. She was forced to badly fend them off in hand to hand combat before she could free them, earning a number of fun bruises.
Sailor Moon crawled under the house seats in a movie theater, cowering from the assault of an ice spewing monster robot imposter of a pop music idol, allowing Jadeite to drain her helpless performers’ energy before Tuxedo mask gave her an opening to attack again.
“…I really hate Jadeite,” Serena said, glaring at the ceiling.
“Hey, at least you got a new tool out of it! The Disguise Pen’s pretty useful.” Serena picked up the fat pink pen with the red jewel on top and looked at it closely.
“You know, it looks a little like the plastic prizes you get from the machines at the Game Center.”
“What, why would you say that? That’s preposterous! You are holding grade A Lunar technology right there!” Luna laughed before trailing off.
“How the heck did these cat scratches get on the Sailor V game?” The Game Corner’s manager wondered aloud, bending down to check the cabinet. “And why is there an empty tuna can on the floor?”
“I guess being able to take on any disguise is good for sneaking around,” she agreed, eyeing Luna with suspicion. “But it’s still hard handling all these plots myself. It’s only a matter of time before I get cornered and Tuxedo Mask won’t show up to save me.”
“Don’t worry about it Serena. Why, I bet we’ll run into an ally first thing tomorrow!”
“Pfft. Luna, that’s a bit too optimistic, don’t you think?”
“Well, one of us has to be, right? Now get to homework.” Luna dropped a textbook on Serena’s stomach. Serena sat up and groaned.
“Oh come on, I just had a fight! You’re worse than my mom when it comes to studying.” After some more whining about how Sailor V probably never did homework, Serena got started.
A few hours later, when the entire house was sleeping, Luna snuck out a window and went over to the Game Corner, slipping inside. She padded up to the Sailor V game and tapped a few buttons.
“Enter Password.” The cabinet prompted.
“Password is: Everybody wants to be a cat,” Luna said. The screen changed to show an advanced computer interface. “Alright Central Command, show me what you’ve got tonight.” A headshot of a girl with short blue hair and deep blue eyes popped up, a description box appearing to the side. “Strange energy readings have been traced to this individual since she transferred to Crossroads Junior High School. It is impossible to determine allegiance at the moment, but the Dark Kingdom may be involved. The energy is very similar to a demon, but is also similar to Sailor Moon’s readings,” Luna read from the monitor. It was interesting how the computer seemed to think of the Negaverse and Sailor Moon as near identical compared to regular humans. It could only tell the difference between them when a person was awakened, or in their true form. “Hm…Amy Mizuno. I’ll have to look at this in the morning.”
The next day at school, Serena, Molly, and a few others were looking at their posted practice test scores for the National Exam.
“Number 105! Yes, I’m not dead last!” Serena cheered.
“Good for you, Serena.” Molly said. Molly had eventually accepted how low her friend tended to set her goal bars, considering there were only 120 people in their grade testing. “I got 15th, but Melvin was higher.”
“8th to be exact,” Melvin said, popping up from behind them. Both girls gasped.
“You’re gonna kill someone doing that!” Serena said, peeking out from behind Molly. He continued on undeterred.
“But what’s really interesting is who got spot number 1.”
“Hm?” Serena scanned the list, coming to an unfamiliar name. “Who the heck’s Ami Mizuno?” Molly shrugged.
“She’s a student that moved here a week ago from another part of town. The rumors say she’s got an IQ of 300 or something!”
“Wait, is that even an actual number on the scale?”
“You know what I mean, she’s a human supercomputer. A machine even…Look, there she is now!” Molly whispered, discreetly pointing her out. Across the crowded hallway, the blue haired girl stood in front of a locker, getting a textbook out. She paused, as if sensing someone was watching her, and turned to meet Serena’s eyes. Molly quickly dragged her away from Amy’s gaze. “Don’t stare, she’ll notice!”
“D-did you guys see that? Her eyes were like…like a robot’s or something!” she stammered.
“Maybe seeing that Terminator movie with you wasn’t the best idea.“
“It’s probably the glare off her glasses making them look weird,” Melvin said. Serena momentarily wondered if Melvin’s glasses made his whole face weird, but pushed it aside.
“But…but…” she stammered as she was pulled away to the roof for lunch. Amy watched them leave, eyes never leaving Serena until she went around a corner. The students walking by gave her a wide berth when she started making faint whirring sounds akin to a machine warming up. The bell rang and Amy started from her trance, the odd sound dying immediately. She blushed at the attention she was getting and pushed up her glasses before leaving as fast as she could, ducking into the computer lab.
“Where is that girl…?” Luna muttered under her breath, squinting to see better from her vantage point in a tree. She spotted a blue head walking down the sidewalk and grinned like a predator. Luna had been following Amy around in an attempt to try and figure her out since school let out, but nothing really made her abnormal from a distance. It was time for a closer look… Humming a song from a spy movie she had watched, she jumped from tree to tree until she could drop down on a brick wall. Making sure to stay slightly behind her target, Luna continued to stalk, lining up the inevitable pounce in her mind. “I’ve got you now.”
A few yards behind Amy, Serena was walking home alone, Luna having seemingly abandoned her at the gate.
“Can’t trust a cat with anything,” Serena said. “She’s probably catching mice in a warehouse halfway across town. And then she’ll drop the dead thing on my pillow and pretend she’s the cutest thing on the planet…Hey isn’t that Luna?” From her position, she could clearly see the cat preparing to jump off the wall. Seconds later, she struck, landing directly onto Amy’s shoulder and throwing her off balance.
“A cat…?” Amy corrected herself and stared inquisitively at Luna. Luna stared back, determined to see what the computer had been sensing earlier. They continued staring at each other until Serena finally caught up, panting from her sprint.
“Luna, what are you doing? Get over here!” Luna looked away in surprise before jumping into Serena’s arms, playing dumb for the moment. “Sorry about my cat, I have no idea what got into her…” At the word cat, Amy’s eyes unfocused.
“The domestic cat (Felis catus or Felis silvestris catus) is a small, usually furry, domesticated, and carnivorous mammal. It is often called the housecat when kept as an indoor pet, or simply the cat when there is no need to distinguish it from other felids and felines. Cats are often valued by humans for companionship and their ability to hunt vermin and household pests. Cats are similar in anatomy to the other felids, with strong, flexible bodies, quick reflexes, sharp retractable claws, and teeth adapted to killing small prey. Cat senses fit a crepuscular and predatory ecological niche. Cats can hear sounds too faint or too high in frequency for human ears, such as those…” she recited flatly, like she was reading from an encyclopedia page.
“Uh….” Serena watched as she continued to rattle off information on the history of the domestic feline, not entirely sure how to respond. But then an idea came to her. If Amy was smart enough to know so much about a random subject off the top of her head, imagine what she knew about actual school subjects. Maybe Molly was right about the genius label. If she played her cards well enough, she could score a friend who could do her homework for free! She grinned. It was a perfect plan… “Hey, you’re Amy Mizuno right? Just moved here?” Amy snapped out of her rambling, having moved on to humming the Nyan Cat song somewhere along the way. She went red when she realized what had happened.
“Er, yes. I’m sorry for bothering you. I’ll just go now…” Amy turned around to walk away.
“No wait, how about I show you around town? You weren’t planning to do anything at the moment, right?”
“Well…I wanted to see if there was a library nearby”-
“A library? Why would you wanna go there? You’re smart enough to last a day without a book. I know, let’s go to the arcade!” Luna’s eyes widened and she whispered in Serena’s ear.
“Serena, be careful around her. I think she might be part of the Negaverse. I had a weird feeling around her, and she’s acting…inconsistent.”
“I thought she was weird too, but we can’t exactly accuse her of anything yet. If we hang out a little, we might learn something more,” she reasoned.
“Did you say something?” Ami asked.
“W-what? No, cats can’t talk, don’t be silly! Riiiight Lunaaaa?” Serena said loudly. Luna gave a very unenthusiastic meow, ears flattening. “C’mon already, before it gets crowded!”
The Game Corner was the neighborhood kids’ favorite place to hang around after school, providing entertainment in the form of classic arcade games and cheap food. It was usually supervised by Andrew, a cheerful young blonde college student. There was always a good customer turnout when he was working, but they were mostly made up of girls who came to flirt with him. Andrew didn’t seem to mind it though.
“Alright, no one’s on it yet!” Serena dragged Amy over to one of the game cabinets before sitting down. Amy looked at the picture on the side, finding it familiar. The same kind of familiar she found Serena on occasions. “This is the new Sailor V game Andrew got,” she explained. “It’s super popular, so it’s lucky we got here fast enough. Now pay attention, because this one’s not as easy as the other ones…” Amy nodded seriously. The last few cabinets they had tried seemed trivial to beat much to Serena’s annoyance, and she had quickly lost interest. They were the equivalent of patty cake to her in difficulty. “This is the jump button, this is how you move, and this button…” As Serena played, Amy watched the screen, spacing out. “…and I died. Crap, there goes another quarter. You wanna try now?” Amy continued to stare. “Hey, Earth to Amy!” Serena waved a hand in front of her face, and she blinked rapidly.
“Oh, are you done already?” Amy asked innocently.
“Why must you make it sound like I suck at this game?”
“I was just wondering…did I say something wrong?” Serena sighed.
“No, just…go play before I decide to buy a gumball instead or something, you downer.” Serena continued to grumble something under her breath, but started up the game again before going to get a drink. Amy began slow, taking her time deciphering the level. But as soon as she grew comfortable with the joystick and buttons, something seemed to click for her, and her hands blurred with the speed of her commands. The little Sailor V on screen could barely keep up with all the jumping and attacking, the game moving far faster than usual. Serena came back and glanced over Amy’s shoulder, almost spitting her milkshake out at the sight of the score she was racking up. Soon, a whole crowd of awestruck kids were watching Amy play.
“What’s going on over here?” Andrew asked, squeezing through the circle. “Holy-I didn’t even know the counter went that high!” He noticed Serena standing by and worked his way over to her. “Who’s your new friend? I haven’t seen her around before, and I’d definitely remember someone with that kind of skill!”
“This is Amy, she’s good with computers. Didn’t think that extended to video games though…” As Amy played on, the game stepped up the difficulty, adding random spikes and invisible enemies. Soon, Sailor V was impaled by a monster and the game over screen appeared, prompting Amy to type her name on the high score list. The entire room groaned in union and went back to their own games. At the arcade cabinet’s bottom, a fancy blue pen with a golden globe and ring on top rolled out of the prize flap. A symbol that looked like a heart on a stick with two curved horns was embedded on it. The arcade’s clock struck six, and Amy looked up at exactly the same time. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“I’m going to be late for cram school!” she said, grabbing her pen and standing up. It was one of the more human reactions Serena had gotten from her all day.
“You need cram school?”
“Sorry, I have to go. Thanks for showing me around!” Amy said before rushing out the exit, bag slung over her shoulder.
“Er, no problem…?” Andrew bent down and picked up a CD case from the ground.
“I think your friend left something behind,” he said, handing it to Serena. “It looks like a learning program for that new cram school that opened up, by the label. You might want to give it back to her fast if it’s the same one she going to now.” The disk clearly read Crystal Seminar.
Luna looked up from her spot on a bench when Serena stepped out the arcade, jumping down to meet her. “So did you figure anything out about Amy? I just saw her run off.”
“I learned that she’s somehow the best at every arcade game ever, does that count as evil? Because it should.” Serena glared at the disk in her hand, as if Amy could feel it somehow. “Oh yeah, and she dropped this on the ground. It’s from a cram school called Crystal Seminar, if that helps.”
“Crystal Seminar? Hold on, I remember reading a flyer about that…” Luna ran a few feet down the sidewalk before coming to a telephone pole, pawing at its base. “Check this out.” Serena ripped the paper off the pole and read it.
“Newly developed studying method using the Crystal Disk is guaranteed to raise test scores. Huh. Sounds like a weight loss program more than a learning one.”
“It opened up quite recently, about two weeks ago to be exact. It’s also been giving off very suspicious vibes. At first I thought it was all the computers in one area having that effect, but now that I know Amy goes there, I’m not so sure. And that’s why we’re not giving this disk back.”
“Wait, we’re not?”
“Nope, we’re going to see what’s on it first. It could be Negaverse stuff, for all we know. C’mon, let’s go use your school desktop.” Serena nodded and tossed the paper over her shoulder before following.
“You know, for a cat you’re pretty good at figuring things out,” she commented.
“Well, when you spend a day watching Sherlock Holmes reruns, you pick up stuff. It’s elementary, my dear Sailor!”
“….Really?”
“It sounded better in my head, okay?” Farther behind them, the same high school boy from the day of the jewelry store robbery watched them go.
“Did that cat just talk….? Oh nevermind. That girl sure loves to kill the planet with her paper littering. Does she not know what a trash can is?” He picked up the paper and looked it over, interested.
In the now abandoned school lab, Serena waited as Luna slid the CD into the computer’s disk slot. As it loaded, the cat’s paws tapped a few buttons, navigating the streams of code.
“How did you learn to use a computer, Luna?” Serena asked.
“Since I realized I wasn’t an idiot like you,” she answered, not looking away from the screen. “Quite a few opportunities have opened up to me since then.”
“Hey! In case you forgot, I’m the one that feeds you, you-“
“Shh, I’m almost done. And…play!” she hit the Enter key, and the screen went dark. Through the speakers, a low voice could be heard, repeating a mantra.
“Give us your energy. Find the Silver Crystal. Give us your energy. Find the Silver Crystal….”
“Oh crap, it brainwashing! Serena, don’t listen or you’ll fall under their”- Luna turned around to see Serena looking only confused. On her forehead glowed the same crescent moon as Luna’s.
“What are you talking about?”
“You are…surprisingly not brainwashed. Being a Scout must give you an immunity to their magic. That’s good, so now we don’t have to worry about getting caught in the enemy’s trap when we go to stop them. This CD proves that Crystal Seminar place is up to no good. Amy’s probably an evil plant to get innocent students to join.” She ejected the disk and threw it in the trash.
“Or a robot.”
“Wait, what?”
“I saw her eyes glow like a machine, and the rumor around school claims she’s a super computer. That’s gotta mean something, right?” Serena explained.
“Which one of us is the detective here?” Serena sighed.
“You are…”
“That’s right, now let’s crash that Negaverse party!”
The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
I need suggestions on a few things for a modern-day Micro Monarchy ersatz of the Silver Millennium (named San Serenisca):
- A flag design, preferably including how the official description would be like (there are apparently internationally common rules for the terminology and what not, at least in English). I think it should have lunar designs somewhere.
- Coat of arms.
- National motto.
- National anthem's name — if anyone wants to make the anthem itself based on said name, they're welcome to, as I have no faith in my ability to write one.
- National epic's name — it's gonna be an allegorical allusion to the Sailor Moon mythos, from the Fall of the Silver Millennium, to the Sailor Senshi's battles in the 20th century, to the rise of Crystal Tokyo.
- National symbols; specifically (and with the already decided ones struck out but still open for suggestions):
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Personification(s): A lunar goddess figure, based on the common design traits of Queen Serenity and her daughter (silver hair and eyes, white dress, angelic wings, etc). I'm thinking of naming her Luna Serenissima (Latin for "The Most Serene Moon"). -
Colours: Silver, obviously. - Animal
- Flower
- Tree
- Inanimate — you know, like geographical features, famous landmarks (e.g. Statue of Liberty for the US), that sort of thing. The Moon (especially the Crescent Moon) is obvious, but shouldn't be the only one IMO.
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Patron saintGee, a patron saint for a country whose name translates to "Saint Serenisca". I wonder who could that be?
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edited 8th Mar '14 2:24:01 PM by MarqFJA
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Animal should be a rabbit. Because Usagi = Bunny. 
Maybe the flag should have a full moon in the center and the other planets in the alliance represented as their symbols around the moon, to emphasize their loyalty to the lunar monarchy.
Coat of arms could be a crescent moon, one of the queen's weapons, and the Moon Sword that Venus uses.
The Flower can be the Rose (for obvious reasons).
Another animal used as a symbol could be the wolf. I was always surprised that the wolf was never used in the franchise as a connection to the moon.
edited 8th Mar '14 10:14:20 PM by ScorpioRat
The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
), and have the civil version of the flag be a simplified one without the nine planets' symbols, while the government version of the flag bears a more complicated emblem that includes the nine planets' symbols.
... I like!
... And you just gave me an idea for a San Sereniscan fairytale: A male wolf that befriends a female rabbit and makes her his protectorate.
edited 9th Mar '14 12:16:59 PM by MarqFJA
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The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
Yeah, I know the feeling. Also, still open for any feedback, especially on writing a grammatically correct blazon for the flag.
Speaking of which, I got a marvelous idea for the flag's design: Take this very appropiate Sailor Moon flag of Wikipedia origin
, swap the field's blue with Eternal Sailor Moon's blue-red-gold tricolour
◊, and modify the white pile so that it's a gyronny of alternating white and colored pieces that follow the multicolor scheme on Sailor Cosmos's skirt
◊, with a silver-colored lozenge shield at the center that has a golden Crescent Moon note enclosing between its arms a sanguine-colored Heart that contains a golden eight-pointed Star note .
edited 9th Mar '14 12:26:18 PM by MarqFJA
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So, ah, what's the context for this again?
The Cosmopolitan Fictioneer
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'd for flag design modification.
Remember the Sailor Moon expies thing that I mentioned before in the previous two pages? Yeah, it's tied into that. San Serenisca is basically a modern-day tiny matrilineal monarchy with many of the cultural and thematic trappings of the Silver Millennium, fitted within the context of the modern-day world — i.e. no super-advanced technology, no magic1, but otherwise quite close to the cutting edge by contemporary standards and consistently among the world's top 5 in the "best country to live in" category.
- Though given the traditional history of the nation dating back to prehistory and having surprisingly avoided displacement, cultural assimilation, or genocidal extermination by bigger powers (an unfortunate fate that befell some pre-Medieval tribes/peoples of Europe), it may or may not be descended from Advanced Ancient Humans who employed Magic from Technology
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edited 9th Mar '14 12:39:09 PM by MarqFJA
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Oh yeah, forgot to post the finished chapter 2 of my parody fan fiction:
[1]
Then a little girl with her hair light pink and bunched up in two voluminous pigtails with odango bums fell from the sky and landed sitting squarely on Usagi's head. Before Usagi's yell of pain could end, another girl around the same age and size, this one with short dark hair and glasses, fell on her as well. And then one with a cutely grumpy face and long silky black hair. And one with light brown hair in a ponytail. And finally, a very pretty tiny blonde with a red bow on her head.
By the time Usagi finally came back enough to crawl back up muttering groggily and supporting herself on Mamoru, the pink haired girl, much to Mamoru's horror, pulled a handgun out and trained it on Usagi. "Hey, you! Unhand the Silver Imperium Crystal! Now!"
The little girl with glasses gasped aloud, pushing her glasses up. "Usagi-chan, no! That's the absolute last resource!"
The one with long black hair shook her head and sighed. "Isn't that just like Usagi? Always quick to resort to mindless violence...!"
"Be quiet, Rei-chan!" Pink Hair whined, never taking her aim off Usagi, but given Mamoru enough of an opening to take the gun away from her. "HEY!"
"What do you think you're doing?-!" Mamoru said. "Children never, never should play with guns!"
Another little girl, this one with darker skin and long greenish hair, fell landing feet-first, gracefully, on Tsukino Usagi's head. She held a long staff taller than herself in her hands. "Indeed! You always should listen to Father!"
"FATHER?-!" Mamoru cried.
Usagi peeled her face up from the park's dirt and shouted, "FATHER?-!-?-!-?-!-?"
Mamoru gave her a bewildered, utterly terrified look, and then began babbling, "I'm sure this must be some kind of mistake, I have absolutely no—"
As Usagi's eyes overflooded with tears, she swung a mighty fist into Mamoru's face. "MAMO-CHAN, ANTA BAKA!-!-! I HATE YOU!-!-!"
The little girls looked at Pink Hair, while Mamoru twitched on the floor and Usagi ran away bawling. "— what are you looking at?" Pink Hair asked.
"Well, you haven't disappeared yet, so I'm sure there's still hope for their relationship," Blondie with Red Bow commented.
"— what are you talking about?"
"I'm pretty sure that's your mother you just made run away crying," Ponytail Brunette told her.
"— that fat geek? My mother? No way!" Chibi-Usagi laughed. Then she looked all around. "By the way, where are Haru-chan and Michi-chan?"
"I think they said they'd hit their home first," Chibi-Setsuna said.
—-
"—so you are our children from the future," Michiru calmly summed it up.
The two girls nodded.
"With each other."
The tiny blonde smiled. "Well, sure thing! At least you two have better taste than to go after Prince Endymion!"
"— who?" asked Haruka.
Chibi Michiru looked dubious for a moment. "You know, I'm find it kinda odd neither of you has seen fit asking how we ever could happen to be."
"Love always finds a way," Michiru shrugged.
"What she said," Haruka nodded.
Chibi-Michiru smiled slowly and clasped her hands together. "Ahhhh! So YOU indeed are you, after all..."
You know, I'm not that much of a fan of Sailor Moon, but one thing I remember and caught my interest is that any celestial body can have their Sailor Scout (that's how people on This Very Wiki explained that there is still a Sailor Pluto) and so, I was browsing the SCP Foundation and I found The Hateful Star
. What would be its Sailor scout like?
My work is here. Current main fic: Tengen Toppa Gurren Solvernia