Title: Good Girls and Bad Birls
Author: Ventrue Methuselah
Series: Bloody Roar: Primal Fury
Plot: Based off the Jim Steinman song 'Good girls go to Heaven (the bad girls go everywhere) I kinda wrote this fic about my two favorite Bloody Roar girls, Marvel/Shina and Jenny. I prefer to call her Marvel mind you. The fic's based off Jenny's BRPF ending.
When the wind is howling through your window pane
It's not the only pain of the night
You're burning up in your bed, you got a fever of love
And there's not an anti-body in sight
"Stay away from my father." "Your father?" Her coy red lips twisted in a sarcastic smile. "Last I knew, he was Gado to you." "You know what I mean, you bat-eared bitch." The leopard-zoanthrope retorted back. "He deserves far better than a slut like you."
Hey Jenny, Jenny, why are you crying?
There's a beauty of a moon in the sky
But I guess when you've been leading such a sheltered life
You never lift your head and look so high
"Who do you think is more deserving of Gado than I? Don't tell me it's you, right?" "I know better South American hookers that have more class that you. You're only using him!" "You got a lession in love, little girl." The beautiful woman scoffed painfully at her.
You don't have a lot
But it's all that you got
And you can turn it into more than it seems, give it a shot
Fantasize every movement and
Imagine every inch of your dream
"Love? You sure like to preach, Jenny. My father has feelings, you know. He's not a puppet!" "I know he isn't a puppet! He saved my life, didn't he!?" "He shoulda let Stun kill you." "That's not very sporting of you, now is it?" "..."
No one said it had to be real
But it's gotta be something you can reach out and feel now
It ain't right, it ain't fair
Castles fall in the sand, and we fade in the air
And the good girls go to heaven, but the bad girls go everywhere
Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere
"I should say that you're not a girl of high status." "I have better manners to mind what I say." "You dress like a man, act like a man, fight like a man." "I'm more woman than you, you peroxide-hussy." "That wounds me, child." Anger finally was obtained in her green eyes.
Somebody told me so
Somebody told me now I know
Every night in my prayer
I'll be praying that the
Good girls go to heaven
But the bad girls go everywhere
"Child? Who are you calling a child? I'm 22 years old, bitch." "Respect your elders." The woman in pink slapped her younger latter hard, the soldier-woman reeled back, then snarled as she felt her cheek. "Stupid leech bitch!" She roared, then slung her fist in the socialite's face, causing her to scream.
"I'll teach you to mess with me, missy!!" She morphed into a bat.
When the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark
And you're desperate for somewhere to turn
Every muscle in rebellion, every nerve is on edge
And every limb has been erotically burned
"Let go of my hair!" "My high heel! You'll pay for this!!" An entrail rend, and an exchange of spit and punches.
Hey Johnny, Johnny, why are you shaking?
When a boy should do whatever he can
You've been nothing but an angel, every day of your life
And now you wonder what it's like to be damned
"What's the meaning behind this!?" The girls were soon joined by a tall man in green and gold robes with round glasses and the man the women were fighting for. "Jane! Jenny!? What the HELL..!?" "Uhm... girl talk, daddy." "Yes, girl talk."
You don't have a lot
But it's all that you've got
And you can turn it into more than it seems, give it a shot
Fantasize every movement and
Imagine every inch of your dream
"Girl talk? You shattered an old Ming vase!!!" The martial artist was in an uproar. "Get over it, Long!" The woman-soldier passed him while holding her arm. The French lion moaned and rubbed his shoulder. "I'm going back to sleep." "Let me massage your muscles." The English socialite was right behind him.
Every time I try and dream you
I can't believe how hard it's been to
Conjure up your face and trace your body in the air
All the seconds go on forever
But the thirds and the fourth ones are even better
Every time I do it just a little bit longer
Every time I dream it's just a little bit stronger
Than real life