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A Little Brainstorming For The Girls This Time...
 
#26
Sorry. I'll stop now.
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Stand between the Silver Crystal and the Golden Sea.
"Youngsters these days just have no appreciation for the magnificence of the legendary cucumber."  --Krityan Elder, Tales of Vesperia.
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#27
Ye Shall Not Die Alone

(We're going to have to update the multiverse map now that I've dragged a whole new 'verse into the web...)

EDIT:  Five good reviews already, including Diane Castle, who said I made her cry.  I think I did something right.     

-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
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#28
"But Moooooooom!" Violet pleaded.

"I'm sorry, Violet," Helen declared firmly as she eyed the other six girls.  "But your father and I agree -- no extradimensional adventures until you're eighteen."


-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
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#29
"Gate! OPEN!" Bancho bellowed, and for a moment nothing happened. Ruriko opened her mouth to snarl at him for wasting their time when suddenly a point of brilliant white light appeared in the air before them then expanded into a ring of rainbow colors around a disk of deepest black.

"Whoa," Shun managed to murmur before a huge white horse exploded out of the disk, bearing a dark-haired woman in white. On their heels a torrent of girls and women poured through the gate, their clothing, skin tones, and hair colors all ranging from the familiar to the bizarre.

"Yes!" Bancho howled triumphantly, punching his fist toward the sky. "YES! The Gate of PRINCESSES!"


-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
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#30
Upon consideration, the lady on the horse is probably a Mercedes Lackey character. (I'm sorry, I just never got into her Valdemar stuff.)

However, my first though in conjunction with "Gate of PRINCESSES!" was Celestia carrying someone else.
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No, I don't believe the world has gone mad.  In order for it to go mad it would need to have been sane at some point.
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#31
Mirai (Moldiver, Kara reminded herself) sniffed derisively.  "This Henshaw guy sounds like a real jerk," she said.

"Indeed," Luna agreed, serenely bobbing on her broom.  Kara was suddenly struck by a sense of unreality at the thought of the eight of them sharing a little girl talk several hundred feet above the city streets.  "He sounds most unpleasant.  He must have a severe wrackspurt infestation."

And Luna, Kara had already realized, brought a sense of unreality all her own to any situation.

"I can't believe he blames you for this Fort Ras thing."  Makoto (Sailor Jupiter, Kara mentally annotated again) clenched her fists and scowled.  Little lightning bolts crackled out from her eyes and between her fingers, which Kara thought looked very cool.  "The man is a paranoid xenophobe, that's what he is."

"I mean, really," Lisa -- Sailor Loon, and Kara just had to ask her where that name came from -- added.  "Blaming a 13-year-old who was asleep at the time?"  She shook her head.  "If he thinks aliens are so scary, we should show him something really frightening."

"Like what?" Skuld asked, her great white wings flapping lazily. "Summon one of the Great Old Ones?"  She grinned nastily. "Cthulhu might have an extrusion in this universe -- we could ask him to come out and play."

"Cthulhu nothing," Lisa shot back.  "What about your family, and Rei's?  Imagine how he'd react to learning there are 12-dimensional beings out there who can edit a universe easier than you can change a Word document!"

"Ooooh!" Kaolla Su squealed, leaving spirals of jetpack exhaust behind her as she did loop-the-loops.  "Do you think this world has a Gamera?  Or maybe we can borrow one from another Earth?"

Kara couldn't help but smile.  She'd never realized just how much she'd needed a genuine peer group to interact with -- Alex was her sister and she loved her dearly, but as experience had shown was not quite the right person to talk to about super-powered issues.  Suddenly falling in with almost a dozen extraordinary girls, all of whom could really relate to her in a way Alex couldn't -- well, Kara was really going to miss them when they moved on.  


Edit:  Better choice of giant monster for Kaolla Su.

-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
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#32
I AM.
By license of they who are named The Four I have come.
Though my form travels from world to world
I have come.
I am the guardian of life,
The protector of innocents,
The one who inspires courage
And sacrifice.
You dare threaten those I call mine,
Shield,
And defend.
And you are now the target of My wrath.
I am the spear of the gods.
Angel of Heroes.
I am Ayanami Rei.
And I have come.



-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
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#33
"Good morning, Angels!" came the slightly tinny voice from the speakerphone.

"Good morning, Charlie!" chorused nearly a dozen voices.


-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
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RE: A Little Brainstorming For The Girls This Time...
#34
Zelda smirked as she fell face-up through the fog surrounding the
London Wall, supported by the emerald radiance of the C-ball. 
Although the mission to assassinate the Queen and the other upper
echelons of the Kingdom of Albion (and to lay the blame on
Princess Charlotte) had gone awry, she had still made her escape
as planned.  Barely two hundred feet -- a mere few minutes --
of gentle Cavorite-cushioned drop and she would reach the street
level and the automobile that had been secreted for her not far
from the entrance of the Royal Cathedral.

And from there, it would be a short drive to the safe house where
she would remain until it was time to cross the Wall back into the
Commonwealth.  Once back she would lay the blame for the failure
at the feet of the traitor Ange le Carre, and beg General for the
assignment to kill her *and* the Princess.  The she'd...

Zelda's train of thought crashed to a halt when she felt a sudden
jerk and *stopped falling*.  At the same moment, something tore the
C-ball from her grasp with a strength beyond her ability to resist.
The glowing green aura which had supported her snuffed out like a
candle flame... and yet she still hung suspended in mid-air.

"What?" she finally cried.  "How...?"

"Hello, Zelda."  A young woman's voice rose from beneath her,
followed by the young woman herself.  She was as blonde as the
Princess, but her skin was as brown as that of Gazelle, the Duke
of Normandy's favorite agent.  A bright blue mask hid most of her
face but for her eyes, mouth and chin; as she rose even higher --
far out of arm's reach, dammit! -- Zelda saw that she was wearing
an indecently revealing outfit -- little more than a white leotard
with a blue skirt and trim, and matching blue opera gloves and
knee boots.  The spy gasped when she realized the girl was not
limned in the tell-tale glow of Cavorite in action, but simply
hung in the air with no evidence how.

"I guess you're wondering what's happening," the girl said
conversationally.  In one hand she had the C-ball, now inactive
and dark, and she idly tossed it up in the air and caught it
again as she studied Zelda.  "You'll just have to settle for
learning that the princess and her team have far more resources
than you're aware of."  She paused and tilted her head while
continuing to study Zelda, who thrashed in a futile attempt to
break free of the invisible grasp which held her.  "I'd like to
tell you you're under arrest for conspiracy, attempted mass
murder, espionage, illegally crossing the border into the Kingdom
of Albion..."  She trailed off thoughtfully, smiling slightly as
though distracted by a stray thought.  Then she lifted one blue-
gloved hand -- the one not holding the C-ball -- and with its
forefinger drew a circle perhaps two feet in diameter in the
air.

Zelda was stunned to watch the tip of the girl's finger trace a
glowing white line in the air.  Once the circle was complete, it
became a solid disk of glowing white light which then rippled and
suddenly displayed the face of another young woman -- this one
olive-skinned with black hair.  "Yes, Sailor Loon?"

"I have Zelda and her little toy," "Sailor Loon" -- Zelda noted
the obvious codename -- said.  Whatever the disk actually *was*,
it was clearly a communication device far in advance of anything
either the Kingdom *or* the Commonwealth possessed.  Once she got
free she would have to force its secrets from the girl.

"Good," the woman in the disk said.  "Peggy and Sana have
completed their tasks.  L is back in charge of Control."

"And the General and his backers?"

"Not going to be a problem for anyone anymore."

Zelda viciously clamped down on the spike of fear that drove
through her heart on hearing that.  If General had been deposed
just as he had deposed L before him, if his whole faction had
been purged, then she no longer had any official backing or
protection.  L would no doubt sanction her as soon as Ange
reported to him.  She had to escape this "Sailor Loon"!

"Cool," replied "Sailor Loon" cryptically.  No doubt it was a
confirmation code.  "What should I do about Crazy McBangBang
here?"

In the image on the disk, the eyes of the olive-skinned woman
shifted slightly, and Zelda realized that she was gazing at her
with a look of mixed sadness and determination.  "What Doug
always said to do with an enemy combatant if you had the chance,"
she said after a moment.  "I know you're probably not comfortable
with that..."

"Sailor Loon" sighed.  "You're right.  But it's necessary if the
Princess is to achieve her goals."  She made a casual gesture and
terror seized Zelda as she felt gravity take hold of her once
again, unfettered by the effect of her C-ball.  As she plunged
toward the cobblestone street below, she heard "Sailor Loon"
sadly add, "Never leave an enemy alive to attack you again."


-- Bob

I have been Roland, Beowulf, Achilles, Gilgamesh, Clark Kent, Mary Sue, DJ Croft, Skysaber.  I have been 
called a hundred names and will be called a thousand more before the sun grows dim and cold....
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RE: A Little Brainstorming For The Girls This Time...
#35
Huh. I have to admit that I've not seen the episode that seems to be referenced here? was... no... IS it available in this... err... OUR fica?
Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to rock the sky?
Thats' every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry!
NO QUARTER!

No Quarter by Echo's Children
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RE: A Little Brainstorming For The Girls This Time...
#36
It's a point in the last few minutes of the last (twelfth) episode of the series. As Ange rescues the wounded Princess and carries her out of the Cathedral, Zelda plunges out of sight using her C-ball. She basically disappears from the story -- to be a sequel hook, I assumed.
-- Bob

I have been Roland, Beowulf, Achilles, Gilgamesh, Clark Kent, Mary Sue, DJ Croft, Skysaber.  I have been 
called a hundred names and will be called a thousand more before the sun grows dim and cold....
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RE: A Little Brainstorming For The Girls This Time...
#37
Always good to see that someone enjoyed the decade's best anime as much as I did. Smile

Quote:she heard "Sailor Moon" sadly add

Should this be "Sailor Loon"?
Sucrose Octanitrate.

Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
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RE: A Little Brainstorming For The Girls This Time...
#38
Indeed it should.
-- Bob

I have been Roland, Beowulf, Achilles, Gilgamesh, Clark Kent, Mary Sue, DJ Croft, Skysaber.  I have been 
called a hundred names and will be called a thousand more before the sun grows dim and cold....
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