Daniel Jess Gibson
29th June 2006, 04:50 PM
Disclaimer, I do not own the characters of Ranma or Sailor Moon used
here. I do own the mind that produced this idea, but only because
it's against Federal Law to sell it.
A Silk Purse From a Sow's Ear 2 - By Daniel Gibson <dan_s.comments (AT) att (DOT) net>
Genma, or as he was known now, the mini-Moon Moose, waited in his
insufferably cute and chibified human form. ~If one more biddy pauses from
running away from that monster to pinch my cheeks,~ Genma thought as he
glowered at one passing even now, ~I'm going to let that monster eat her.~
The woman wisely returned to running away screaming. Genma glanced around
the corner at the creature. Something had resurrected Jadeite from his
crystal sleep and turned him into this. ~30 meters tall, joints bending in
nonhuman ways, some of the angles are . . . wrong, and tufts of hair
scattered over it's skeletal form. Definitely Galaxia's work, Beryl's a bit
vain about her Generals' appearances. If I hadn't seen Jadeite before, I
would never have recognized him.~
"Oh he's sooo cute!" Some elderly woman had picked Genma up by his
rosy, chubby cheeks and was pinching them worse than any youma ever had.
"Unhand me madam!" he commanded with all the hauteur he could manage.
"He can already talk!" the woman cooed and continued her assault that
would have pulverized a bowling ball.
~Oh the indignity!~ Genma lamented bravely, ~As Moon Moose, I'd be a
magnificent creature, 2 meters at the shoulder, gracefully sweeping antlers,
1400 kilos of pure sleek muscle. My human form would have been equally
magnificent, not like those poseur felines. Instead, my heartless son had
to toss me into _that_ pool.~ "The trials a true martial artist must bear!"
he proclaimed, not disturbing the pinching grannies a bit. ~Now knock-offs
of my image have dethroned 'Hello Kitty' as the 'Most Kawwwwaaaaaaiiii!!!!!
In Japan',~ Genma thought, crying bravely at it all and his inspiring
stoicism in the face of it, ~The shame and indignity of it all.~
The woman and her coterie of friends eventually remembered to run away
from the monster, Genma had already learned no protest or action would get
his `admirers` to leave as quickly as showing no reaction. Genma
unstoppered the bottle, the only reason he was in his human form was that a
Moon Moose had no hands. He gave a smile that would have chilled any
denizen of the Negaverse to the bone, if it didn't kill them instantly.
"Time to share," he said as he threw.
------------------------------
Haruka waited, trying to ignore the squirming girl under her arm. ~Of
course the Inners get trashed,~ she thought, ~The ony reason Michiru and I
don't trash this twit is neither of us want a lecture from Pluto on
'collateral damage', one shopping district to save the world, that's a fair
trade I'd say, but noooo. As if losing one mall would prevent the rise of
Crystal Tokyo, sheesh. So while the Inners are over Sailor mooning over
Tuxudo Mouth, and wishing _their_ henshin pens came with a boyfriends
attached, I wait with this . . . creature, waiting for another creature.~
She sighed.
~Sometimes I wonder if Mimumu, our `advisor` is on the right side.
Genma's right, this will work,~ Haruka thought as she shuddered in horror,
~It's just . . . this is evil, truly evil. And I should know. I'd only do
this to a General, not a regular youma. Even then, I pity the fool.~
As the Jusenkyo water landed on once-Jadeite, she watched in
fascination as the hideous monster twisted, writhed and screamed as it
shrank and cutened. Haruka drew on every bit of Ryoga, to avoid running
over and embracing her once foe, while squealing with delight. ~It's not
_that_cute_, it's not _that_cute_, it's not _that_cute_. Get it for Akane,
no bad thought, get it for Michiru, I - ~
"NO!" Haruka howled her defiance at an uncaring universe. She glared
hatefully at the transformed general, who squirmed cutely in mortal terror.
Even the wriggling form under his arm had fallen silent and limp. "For what
you have done!" She took a menacing step towards the Once-General. "For
the Hell you have made me remember and relive!" Her battle aura raged
fierce and crimson-red around her. "You deserve _NO_MERCY_!_" Haruka
unshackled her burden, letting the girl stand on her skates. As Haruka ran
away, she jerked the hood off the girl's head and let her pink hair spread
out.
~Turn the corner, don't panic, just keep running,~ Haruka reminded
herself as she ran in blind terror of a Hell few could understand, ~Genma's
right, once the Negaverse finds out, maybe they'll stay away!~
From behind her, she heard a sound that still woke her from a sound
sleep in a cold sweat. Even Michiru's soothing presence did nothing to
quiet those fears, she would cry like a baby until the sun rose. She hated
the helpless, fearful look on her gentle Michiru's face on those nights.
~There's nothing _anybody_ can do,~ she thought furiously, pouring on more
speed.
~I've turned three corners!~ Haruka thought desperately, running as
fast as her long legs could carry her, ~Most of the Inners still thought I
was a boy, so I've got to be safe! I must run away, I must run away, I must
run away.~ Genma, the mini-Moon Moose raced past her.
"You can't outrun her," Haruka offered sympathetically, "I tried, gods
know I tried!"
"Not - faster - her," Genma gasped with effort as his tiny legs
blurred, "Just - faster - you!"
Then it came again, spurring Haruka on to a greater paroxysm of speed.
"Rafael! Don't run away, Azusa has a ribbon!"
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here. I do own the mind that produced this idea, but only because
it's against Federal Law to sell it.
A Silk Purse From a Sow's Ear 2 - By Daniel Gibson <dan_s.comments (AT) att (DOT) net>
Genma, or as he was known now, the mini-Moon Moose, waited in his
insufferably cute and chibified human form. ~If one more biddy pauses from
running away from that monster to pinch my cheeks,~ Genma thought as he
glowered at one passing even now, ~I'm going to let that monster eat her.~
The woman wisely returned to running away screaming. Genma glanced around
the corner at the creature. Something had resurrected Jadeite from his
crystal sleep and turned him into this. ~30 meters tall, joints bending in
nonhuman ways, some of the angles are . . . wrong, and tufts of hair
scattered over it's skeletal form. Definitely Galaxia's work, Beryl's a bit
vain about her Generals' appearances. If I hadn't seen Jadeite before, I
would never have recognized him.~
"Oh he's sooo cute!" Some elderly woman had picked Genma up by his
rosy, chubby cheeks and was pinching them worse than any youma ever had.
"Unhand me madam!" he commanded with all the hauteur he could manage.
"He can already talk!" the woman cooed and continued her assault that
would have pulverized a bowling ball.
~Oh the indignity!~ Genma lamented bravely, ~As Moon Moose, I'd be a
magnificent creature, 2 meters at the shoulder, gracefully sweeping antlers,
1400 kilos of pure sleek muscle. My human form would have been equally
magnificent, not like those poseur felines. Instead, my heartless son had
to toss me into _that_ pool.~ "The trials a true martial artist must bear!"
he proclaimed, not disturbing the pinching grannies a bit. ~Now knock-offs
of my image have dethroned 'Hello Kitty' as the 'Most Kawwwwaaaaaaiiii!!!!!
In Japan',~ Genma thought, crying bravely at it all and his inspiring
stoicism in the face of it, ~The shame and indignity of it all.~
The woman and her coterie of friends eventually remembered to run away
from the monster, Genma had already learned no protest or action would get
his `admirers` to leave as quickly as showing no reaction. Genma
unstoppered the bottle, the only reason he was in his human form was that a
Moon Moose had no hands. He gave a smile that would have chilled any
denizen of the Negaverse to the bone, if it didn't kill them instantly.
"Time to share," he said as he threw.
------------------------------
Haruka waited, trying to ignore the squirming girl under her arm. ~Of
course the Inners get trashed,~ she thought, ~The ony reason Michiru and I
don't trash this twit is neither of us want a lecture from Pluto on
'collateral damage', one shopping district to save the world, that's a fair
trade I'd say, but noooo. As if losing one mall would prevent the rise of
Crystal Tokyo, sheesh. So while the Inners are over Sailor mooning over
Tuxudo Mouth, and wishing _their_ henshin pens came with a boyfriends
attached, I wait with this . . . creature, waiting for another creature.~
She sighed.
~Sometimes I wonder if Mimumu, our `advisor` is on the right side.
Genma's right, this will work,~ Haruka thought as she shuddered in horror,
~It's just . . . this is evil, truly evil. And I should know. I'd only do
this to a General, not a regular youma. Even then, I pity the fool.~
As the Jusenkyo water landed on once-Jadeite, she watched in
fascination as the hideous monster twisted, writhed and screamed as it
shrank and cutened. Haruka drew on every bit of Ryoga, to avoid running
over and embracing her once foe, while squealing with delight. ~It's not
_that_cute_, it's not _that_cute_, it's not _that_cute_. Get it for Akane,
no bad thought, get it for Michiru, I - ~
"NO!" Haruka howled her defiance at an uncaring universe. She glared
hatefully at the transformed general, who squirmed cutely in mortal terror.
Even the wriggling form under his arm had fallen silent and limp. "For what
you have done!" She took a menacing step towards the Once-General. "For
the Hell you have made me remember and relive!" Her battle aura raged
fierce and crimson-red around her. "You deserve _NO_MERCY_!_" Haruka
unshackled her burden, letting the girl stand on her skates. As Haruka ran
away, she jerked the hood off the girl's head and let her pink hair spread
out.
~Turn the corner, don't panic, just keep running,~ Haruka reminded
herself as she ran in blind terror of a Hell few could understand, ~Genma's
right, once the Negaverse finds out, maybe they'll stay away!~
From behind her, she heard a sound that still woke her from a sound
sleep in a cold sweat. Even Michiru's soothing presence did nothing to
quiet those fears, she would cry like a baby until the sun rose. She hated
the helpless, fearful look on her gentle Michiru's face on those nights.
~There's nothing _anybody_ can do,~ she thought furiously, pouring on more
speed.
~I've turned three corners!~ Haruka thought desperately, running as
fast as her long legs could carry her, ~Most of the Inners still thought I
was a boy, so I've got to be safe! I must run away, I must run away, I must
run away.~ Genma, the mini-Moon Moose raced past her.
"You can't outrun her," Haruka offered sympathetically, "I tried, gods
know I tried!"
"Not - faster - her," Genma gasped with effort as his tiny legs
blurred, "Just - faster - you!"
Then it came again, spurring Haruka on to a greater paroxysm of speed.
"Rafael! Don't run away, Azusa has a ribbon!"
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