Sailor Moon RS: The Lost Series
By Quistis Chick
Okay, I toataly ripped the idea from Lita Letterman's Top Ten List, and I'll take this down if she prompts so! Well, until then, try and enjoy.
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"Guess what guess what guess what!" Usagi gushed out, running into the Hino Temple. The seven other Sailor Senshi's heads shot up, each one surprised by the outburst. Minako stood and turned to the blonde bimbo, who tripped in mid sentence. She fell forward, knocking Minko over. The two girls collided into the Eternal Flame.
-Poof-
"Hmm, so much for being Eternal," Rei complained, clicking her Aim-N-Flame on. She relit the flame, and turned to help Minako and Usagi up. "What's the big rush all about Odango-Head?" she asked, and the two blondes shook their heads to clear them. Usagi jumped up and began fluttering her hands and giggling.
Haruka, growing tired of the childish antics of the young air-head, put a sturdy hand on her shoulder.
"Usagi, what's so dang exciting you had to bust in here like that?" she quetioned, and the young blonde composed herself.
"Mkay, mkay, maky, Like like like . . . I forgot."
-Insert cricket noises-
"You lame-brain!" Rei scolded, slapping her forhead. Usagi breathed in and puffed up her chest like the blowfish she saw on TV. Supposedly, that was menacing. To Rei, it seemed like some misguided sexual oncoming, but she kept her mouth shut.
Ami stood, and walked over to her friend. Usagi de-puffed her chest, and whimpered.
"It's okay, Usagi-chan. Try and remember what it was," she offered, and Usagi nodded. She thought about the days events.
1.) Got up
2.) Did something I told myself to remember
3.) Put out Eternal Flame, securing a place in the bowles of Heck
4.) Thought about things
"Um, I think I remember . . . oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah! I reeeeeeeeeemeeeeeember! I get to go on Who Wants To Be A Millionare!" she giggled uncontrolably.
"Hey, isn't that a totaly American thing?" A random dubbed-loving Anime fan whined from somewhere. Setsuna sighed and stood. She dusted off her skirt and turned to the US audience.
"It is a very simple thing, really. Who Wants To Be A Millionare was originally a Japanese television program, but like most things sacred and beautiful in Japan, it was taken and transformed into a hideous beast for American audiences. Taken and warped to a pop-cultural crossover that lost it's true form and meaning. Darn you liberal shovanistic Americans! Learn to speak Japanese you uneducated swine!" she raised a hand triumphantly, and suddenly pulled it down. She blushed and sat back down. "So sorry girls, sometimes I have to get things off my chest."
(AN - I made that up! It's totaly American, but I squeezed my thoughts on DiC Sailor Moon in there. ANYHOW . . .)
The other girls nodded. They were about get back to Usagi's situation, when suddenly Random Dubbed-Loving Anime Fan jumped up and pointed at the Scouts. She was clad in her Dragon Ball Z tee-shirt and holding a plush Luna dolly. Her Ranma keyhcain swung around on her bookbag, and her RayEarth book fell from her lap.
"Koinichiwa! But Celia! I thought you were never mean! And Corrin and Nerissa! And Serena and Lita! Minna is using words I never heard of!" R.D.L.A.F. whined, using her small knowledge of Japanese and dubbed names. Haruka cringed.
"Corrin . . . ehhhhh," she shivered and looked at the girl.
"Come on Minna! Join in! Fighting evil by moon light! Winning love by- Ahhhhhhhh!" Muffled screams were heard and Seiya and Yaten snuck out from behind the audience's bleachers, Random Dubbed-Loving Anime Fan tied to a stick behind them.
"ANYHOW, I'm gonna be on W.W.T.B.A.M!" Usagi squeled. Small yellow subtittles flew up by her chest, and she blinked sevceral times. Diamising them, Rei stood up.
"Hey, how'd you get picked?" she demended.
"Um, I'm not sure . . ." Usagi trailed off. Somewhere in the distance, a group of evil-doers were clad in bad monotone colored suits and tight sweat socks, watching the Scouts menecingly from atop there secret hideout, a Mc Donalds atop the Tokyo Tower. They had the classic Anime-shadow-over-the-eyes thing going on.
"So, how do we rid ourselves of these pointless Sailor Scouts. We must destroy them to take over the world with the Television!" a woman cakled. A short man with an afro replied,
"Easy! We'll sweat 'em out! Put it on buddy!"
"What?"
"She works Hard For The Money!"
"Is that your final answer?"
"Yes!"
*She works hard for the money so you better treat her right, uh that;s right!*
"Work it babys work it!" Richard Simmons yelled, the other NegeVerse creatons started pumping their legs up and down.
"Stop it! ALL NEGEVERSE GENERALS ASSEMBLE IN MY OFFICE!" A voice rang out over the loudspeaker.
Soon, all the villians casted for Sailor Moon Series RS were assembled in the office of their Queen.
"Roll call!" The Queen Formaly Known As Beryl bellowed. They all started sashaying their hips and dancing.
"My name is Richard Simmons, I am a general! When I'm not Sweatin' to the Oldies, I'm frequenting the mall!" he sang. The next general ran up.
"I am General Regis Philburn, I host a hot game show! But when the commercials are rollin' I work for the quuen, ya' know?" he skipped away from the throne and the next general ran up.
"Hello an big hug to you my Queen ah! I am your next general, Genreal Teletubbie Lala!"
And the last General pranced up to the throne.
"My name is Billy Blanks, I do Tae Bo for fun, but when I'm on the battle field I wish I had a gun!"
The Generals ran up and slid on their knees to Queen Beryl's feet. The shot their hands out to the side. "That's all we knooooooooooooooooooow!"
Queen Beryl clapped. "Grand, I do love a good musical! Ahem hem hem! General Regis!"
"Yes mam!"
"I want you to dispose of Sailor Moon! I'm counting on you," she said, and ordered the other Generals to do a disturbing rendition of Guys and Gals.
(More to come I PROMISE!)
By Quistis Chick
Okay, I toataly ripped the idea from Lita Letterman's Top Ten List, and I'll take this down if she prompts so! Well, until then, try and enjoy.
~^*^~^*^~^*^~^*^~
"Guess what guess what guess what!" Usagi gushed out, running into the Hino Temple. The seven other Sailor Senshi's heads shot up, each one surprised by the outburst. Minako stood and turned to the blonde bimbo, who tripped in mid sentence. She fell forward, knocking Minko over. The two girls collided into the Eternal Flame.
-Poof-
"Hmm, so much for being Eternal," Rei complained, clicking her Aim-N-Flame on. She relit the flame, and turned to help Minako and Usagi up. "What's the big rush all about Odango-Head?" she asked, and the two blondes shook their heads to clear them. Usagi jumped up and began fluttering her hands and giggling.
Haruka, growing tired of the childish antics of the young air-head, put a sturdy hand on her shoulder.
"Usagi, what's so dang exciting you had to bust in here like that?" she quetioned, and the young blonde composed herself.
"Mkay, mkay, maky, Like like like . . . I forgot."
-Insert cricket noises-
"You lame-brain!" Rei scolded, slapping her forhead. Usagi breathed in and puffed up her chest like the blowfish she saw on TV. Supposedly, that was menacing. To Rei, it seemed like some misguided sexual oncoming, but she kept her mouth shut.
Ami stood, and walked over to her friend. Usagi de-puffed her chest, and whimpered.
"It's okay, Usagi-chan. Try and remember what it was," she offered, and Usagi nodded. She thought about the days events.
1.) Got up
2.) Did something I told myself to remember
3.) Put out Eternal Flame, securing a place in the bowles of Heck
4.) Thought about things
"Um, I think I remember . . . oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah! I reeeeeeeeeemeeeeeember! I get to go on Who Wants To Be A Millionare!" she giggled uncontrolably.
"Hey, isn't that a totaly American thing?" A random dubbed-loving Anime fan whined from somewhere. Setsuna sighed and stood. She dusted off her skirt and turned to the US audience.
"It is a very simple thing, really. Who Wants To Be A Millionare was originally a Japanese television program, but like most things sacred and beautiful in Japan, it was taken and transformed into a hideous beast for American audiences. Taken and warped to a pop-cultural crossover that lost it's true form and meaning. Darn you liberal shovanistic Americans! Learn to speak Japanese you uneducated swine!" she raised a hand triumphantly, and suddenly pulled it down. She blushed and sat back down. "So sorry girls, sometimes I have to get things off my chest."
(AN - I made that up! It's totaly American, but I squeezed my thoughts on DiC Sailor Moon in there. ANYHOW . . .)
The other girls nodded. They were about get back to Usagi's situation, when suddenly Random Dubbed-Loving Anime Fan jumped up and pointed at the Scouts. She was clad in her Dragon Ball Z tee-shirt and holding a plush Luna dolly. Her Ranma keyhcain swung around on her bookbag, and her RayEarth book fell from her lap.
"Koinichiwa! But Celia! I thought you were never mean! And Corrin and Nerissa! And Serena and Lita! Minna is using words I never heard of!" R.D.L.A.F. whined, using her small knowledge of Japanese and dubbed names. Haruka cringed.
"Corrin . . . ehhhhh," she shivered and looked at the girl.
"Come on Minna! Join in! Fighting evil by moon light! Winning love by- Ahhhhhhhh!" Muffled screams were heard and Seiya and Yaten snuck out from behind the audience's bleachers, Random Dubbed-Loving Anime Fan tied to a stick behind them.
"ANYHOW, I'm gonna be on W.W.T.B.A.M!" Usagi squeled. Small yellow subtittles flew up by her chest, and she blinked sevceral times. Diamising them, Rei stood up.
"Hey, how'd you get picked?" she demended.
"Um, I'm not sure . . ." Usagi trailed off. Somewhere in the distance, a group of evil-doers were clad in bad monotone colored suits and tight sweat socks, watching the Scouts menecingly from atop there secret hideout, a Mc Donalds atop the Tokyo Tower. They had the classic Anime-shadow-over-the-eyes thing going on.
"So, how do we rid ourselves of these pointless Sailor Scouts. We must destroy them to take over the world with the Television!" a woman cakled. A short man with an afro replied,
"Easy! We'll sweat 'em out! Put it on buddy!"
"What?"
"She works Hard For The Money!"
"Is that your final answer?"
"Yes!"
*She works hard for the money so you better treat her right, uh that;s right!*
"Work it babys work it!" Richard Simmons yelled, the other NegeVerse creatons started pumping their legs up and down.
"Stop it! ALL NEGEVERSE GENERALS ASSEMBLE IN MY OFFICE!" A voice rang out over the loudspeaker.
Soon, all the villians casted for Sailor Moon Series RS were assembled in the office of their Queen.
"Roll call!" The Queen Formaly Known As Beryl bellowed. They all started sashaying their hips and dancing.
"My name is Richard Simmons, I am a general! When I'm not Sweatin' to the Oldies, I'm frequenting the mall!" he sang. The next general ran up.
"I am General Regis Philburn, I host a hot game show! But when the commercials are rollin' I work for the quuen, ya' know?" he skipped away from the throne and the next general ran up.
"Hello an big hug to you my Queen ah! I am your next general, Genreal Teletubbie Lala!"
And the last General pranced up to the throne.
"My name is Billy Blanks, I do Tae Bo for fun, but when I'm on the battle field I wish I had a gun!"
The Generals ran up and slid on their knees to Queen Beryl's feet. The shot their hands out to the side. "That's all we knooooooooooooooooooow!"
Queen Beryl clapped. "Grand, I do love a good musical! Ahem hem hem! General Regis!"
"Yes mam!"
"I want you to dispose of Sailor Moon! I'm counting on you," she said, and ordered the other Generals to do a disturbing rendition of Guys and Gals.
(More to come I PROMISE!)