Gah... I'm going to kill Catty and Nicole... It's their fault. Alllll their
fault. I tried. I really tried. I did NOT want to add ANOTHER work to my
already huge 'unfinished pile', but they made me. It's all their fault...
Although... Without them I would have been denied the pleasure of knowing
InuYasha. But then again, what with my habit of collecting imaginary
boyfriends, it's welll, ... you get the picture. In any case... I haven't seen
past episode 21, so I have about NO clue who this Sango girl is, or what
she's like, so... We'll say she decided to take a vacation, ne? Oh well. A
note: this can and will get confusing, because I'm mixing Japanese and
English and I know not a word of Japanese. Well, I know some words, but few
are polite, and those that are aren't much use... So.. just tread with
caution. Anything the InuYasha chars say (save Kagome) is Japanese. Kagome
speaks both languages. Ginger speaks only English. Yeah. Onwards!
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Standing an unimpressive 5'2", weighing an outrageously normal 120 lbs, and graced with abnormally plain, dirty blonde hair, Ginger Brown was incredibly ordinary. Except, of course, for her unique fashion sense and eclectic set of interests.
She could often be found dressed in jeans that she had embroidered herself with the likeness of a wolf howling at the moon, wearing a patriotic t- shirt, a black knit cap and embroidery floss wrapped around the earpieces of her classes, sitting on her bed listening to a CD of rock music mixed with world music, working on a happy-face cross-stitch sampler. Or something else of equal mix-and-match styles.
However, none of this applied right now. Right now, she was dressed in her brother's old jeans (which barely kept from falling), an old t-shirt which she had painted with watercolors to create a rather unique piece, a pair of blue sneakers, and her sunglasses on her head like a headband. She blinked furiously.
"Stupid contacts..." She muttered, rubbing one (heavily eye-lined) eye. On her MP3 player, the headphones to which hung around her neck, blared out Orinoco Flow, by Enya. The music was strangely loud in the dead-silent wood surroundings, and Ginger was grateful. She made her way deep into the woods to her favorite hangout, an old well which had been long dry. It was in the middle of a small glade, and covered in vines. Ginger had often contemplated seeing if the vines would carry her weight and going down the well, but she ultimately decided against risking her life.
She breathed a sigh of relief as she sat on the edge of the well, gazing into it. After a good rainstorm, you could see the sun reflect off the bottom full of water, so she knew it wasn't too deep. Right now, however, it was dark, despite the nearly overhead sun. Ginger leaned against one of the posts that once must have held up a roof over the well.
She sat, just listening to her music, which had now changed to 'Change the World' from InuYasha. All was silent for a time, save the music of course, so it was no real surprise when Ginger jumped when a bird flew across the clearing, twittering loudly.
This, by laws of nature, caused a chain reaction. Ginger jumped, causing her to lose her balance, causing her to fall into the well. She grabbed for a vine to slow or stop her fall, which caused it to break, which allowed her to land with a heavy thud on the bottom, which in turn allows our story to really begin.
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"Did you hear something?" The silver-haired half-demon asked. His companion, raven-haired Kogome, shook her head.
"No. But then again, I don't exactly have super hearing or whatever." She said, looking around at the woods that surrounded them. "InuYasha?" She asked when her friend suddenly looked sharply at a place over to their left.
"This way." He said. "There's someone there." He leapt over a clump of bushes and darted through the trees, Kagome clinging to his back for dear life.
'When did he pick me up again?' She though absently, keeping an eye out on the path ahead. They stopped suddenly in a tiny clearing, a void space of perhaps a few trees, filled with a well. Something inside grunted and then sighed in frustration, muttered a few very impolite words, and then apparently slapped the well's stone wall.
They saw one of the vines move and cautiously made their way to the old well, and peered in. A very frustrated teen stood, tugging hard on the vine before grasping it firmly and hoisting herself up about a foot off the ground. She braced her feet on the mossy stone and tried to climb up, but the vine gave way, leaving her to land with a grunt on the bottom. She glared up at the sky. Her eyes suddenly widened as she saw the two people peering into the well.
"Hey! Can you help me out here, please? I kind of... fell..." She said, trailing off. Kagome nearly laughed. InuYasha rolled his eyes.
"Here, grab this, we'll pull you out!" Kagome dropped the end of a particularly thick vine down. "InuYasha, help me out here." She said. InuYasha (very) reluctantly took hold of the vine. Together they easily pulled the girl to the top. She grasped the edge of the well, pulled herself the rest of the way out, and collapsed on the ground.
"Thanks tons." She said with a sigh, her eyes closed.
"You're American?" Kagome asked.
"Ye—"the girl froze. She glanced around the glade. "This is not home..." She muttered. Her eyes finally landed on InuYasha. She shrieked and scrambled to her feet, backing up against a tree.
"Don't worry, he won't hurt you. He's a good half-demon. Wait—If you're American, then how would you know to be frightened of a demon? And for that matter, how on earth did you get here? And—"Kagome was cut off by InuYasha's hand over her mouth.
"Shut up, alright?" He turned to the terrified girl. "Who are you?" The girl stared at him blankly. Hen she shook her head.
"I don't speak Japanese." She said. He stopped, glanced at Kagome, who's eyes were glaring at him over his hand. He removed the offending appendage before harm came it.
"He asked who you were." Kagome translated. Ginger nodded.
"Ginger. Ginger Brown. I think I hit my head on my way down, I'm dreaming that InuYasha and Kagome are standing here in front of me.
Kagome looked vaguely surprised. InuYasha looked suspicious.
"She said our names. How does she know us? Does she posses a jewel shard?"
"Relax, InuYasha. I don't know, and not that I can sense." Kagome snapped before turning back to the Ginger.
"Ginger, was it? How did you get here?"
"I believe I'm dreaming." Ginger said, sitting down. She kept shooting glances at InuYasha, looking very much like she was restraining herself.
"How come? I mean, falling into a well and coming out somewhere else is rather odd, I'd know... But I have a feeling it's something more."
"You... and him... are cartoons." Ginger said simply, pointing to make her point better. Kagome looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
"There's a whole show! It's called InuYasha, and it's about InuYasha and Kagome, and their searching for the shards of this jewel, the name escapes me, so that they can put it back together and.. well, I'm not sure what they're going to do with it again, but InuYasha wants it to become full demon... Or something like that. My friend only got me hooked about a week ago." She finished sheepishly. Kagome looked astonished. InuYasha was not sitting on the ground, staring hard at Ginger, almost as if trying to read her. It was unnerving to say the least.
Ginger fidgeted some more while Kagome digested her story.
"So you're from a world where this is all a TV show." Kagome said, rather than asked.
"Yes." Ginger replied, her glances towards the silver-haired man becoming more frequent.
"And you fell down a well in America, which led you to not only to Feudal Japan, but an apparently alternate universe of Feudal Japan."
"Either that or I'm dreaming..." Ginger said. She was now wringing her hands in her lap, eyes flickering between Kagome, who was deep in thought, and InuYasha, who was busy staring at the sky with a very 'gah. What are we doing this for again?' expression on. She suddenly jumped up and nearly tackled InuYasha, straddling his back. She giggled and reached up to touch his ears. InuYasha, caught between annoyance and irritation, wasted no time in standing up, letting Ginger fall off her back. She giggled slightly insanely.
"That's more fun than kneading meatloaf!" She exclaimed. Kogome blinked, thrown off by the sudden personality switch. Ginger suddenly got serious again. "Gomenasi, InuYasha-sama." She said, bowing politely. InuYasha glared.
"No accepted." He said. Ginger looked at Kagome.
"SIT BOY!" She cried. InuYasha fell to the ground with a cry, and Ginger giggled again. He glared at the two girls.
"Apology accepted..." He muttered, looking away.
"He accepts your apology." Kogome said brightly. "You said you didn't speak Japanese, though."
"I know a few words here and there, and I know my honorifics. I think." Ginger suddenly looked thoughtful. "Or something like that."
"Oh." Kagome said. She glanced at the sulking InuYasha. "How about you come with us to our camp, we'll get this mess sorted out somehow."
"Okay! Say, where in the series is this?"
"Beg your pardon?" Kagome asked. Ginger shook her head.
"Never mind. I'll figure it out somehow." Ginger said.
"Come on, InuYasha." She said, not looking at whom she was addressing.
"Stupid girl." InuYasha muttered, following the two out of the woods to where Shippo and Miroku were seated by a small fire.
"Finally! We were about to come looking for y—"The young fox-demon stopped short when he saw Ginger trailing slightly behind Kagome.
"Sorry Shippo. Something came up, as you can see..."
"And who might this lovely lady be?" Miroku was instantly on his feet, clutching Ginger's hand delicately.
"Back off, Brock." She said, withdrawing her hand. She giggled slightly at his confused expression.
"She doesn't speak Japanese, but apparently your reputation precedes you." Kagome explained. Ginger giggled again as Miroku's still confused expression.
"Now, Ginger... Care to tell your story from beginning to... well, now?" Kogome asked. Ginger nodded and launched into an animated explanation of the events since that morning...
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Let me know honestly if I should scrap it. And if I made any mistakes PLEASE let me know! in reality, the first episode of InuYasha I saw was about two weeks ago, on a night of insomnia. Then I found a really cool site that has the episodes you can watch online, but they only have up to episode 21. So I'm angry. I don't have any more to go on! (cries) oh well... Review if you care!
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Standing an unimpressive 5'2", weighing an outrageously normal 120 lbs, and graced with abnormally plain, dirty blonde hair, Ginger Brown was incredibly ordinary. Except, of course, for her unique fashion sense and eclectic set of interests.
She could often be found dressed in jeans that she had embroidered herself with the likeness of a wolf howling at the moon, wearing a patriotic t- shirt, a black knit cap and embroidery floss wrapped around the earpieces of her classes, sitting on her bed listening to a CD of rock music mixed with world music, working on a happy-face cross-stitch sampler. Or something else of equal mix-and-match styles.
However, none of this applied right now. Right now, she was dressed in her brother's old jeans (which barely kept from falling), an old t-shirt which she had painted with watercolors to create a rather unique piece, a pair of blue sneakers, and her sunglasses on her head like a headband. She blinked furiously.
"Stupid contacts..." She muttered, rubbing one (heavily eye-lined) eye. On her MP3 player, the headphones to which hung around her neck, blared out Orinoco Flow, by Enya. The music was strangely loud in the dead-silent wood surroundings, and Ginger was grateful. She made her way deep into the woods to her favorite hangout, an old well which had been long dry. It was in the middle of a small glade, and covered in vines. Ginger had often contemplated seeing if the vines would carry her weight and going down the well, but she ultimately decided against risking her life.
She breathed a sigh of relief as she sat on the edge of the well, gazing into it. After a good rainstorm, you could see the sun reflect off the bottom full of water, so she knew it wasn't too deep. Right now, however, it was dark, despite the nearly overhead sun. Ginger leaned against one of the posts that once must have held up a roof over the well.
She sat, just listening to her music, which had now changed to 'Change the World' from InuYasha. All was silent for a time, save the music of course, so it was no real surprise when Ginger jumped when a bird flew across the clearing, twittering loudly.
This, by laws of nature, caused a chain reaction. Ginger jumped, causing her to lose her balance, causing her to fall into the well. She grabbed for a vine to slow or stop her fall, which caused it to break, which allowed her to land with a heavy thud on the bottom, which in turn allows our story to really begin.
):::(
"Did you hear something?" The silver-haired half-demon asked. His companion, raven-haired Kogome, shook her head.
"No. But then again, I don't exactly have super hearing or whatever." She said, looking around at the woods that surrounded them. "InuYasha?" She asked when her friend suddenly looked sharply at a place over to their left.
"This way." He said. "There's someone there." He leapt over a clump of bushes and darted through the trees, Kagome clinging to his back for dear life.
'When did he pick me up again?' She though absently, keeping an eye out on the path ahead. They stopped suddenly in a tiny clearing, a void space of perhaps a few trees, filled with a well. Something inside grunted and then sighed in frustration, muttered a few very impolite words, and then apparently slapped the well's stone wall.
They saw one of the vines move and cautiously made their way to the old well, and peered in. A very frustrated teen stood, tugging hard on the vine before grasping it firmly and hoisting herself up about a foot off the ground. She braced her feet on the mossy stone and tried to climb up, but the vine gave way, leaving her to land with a grunt on the bottom. She glared up at the sky. Her eyes suddenly widened as she saw the two people peering into the well.
"Hey! Can you help me out here, please? I kind of... fell..." She said, trailing off. Kagome nearly laughed. InuYasha rolled his eyes.
"Here, grab this, we'll pull you out!" Kagome dropped the end of a particularly thick vine down. "InuYasha, help me out here." She said. InuYasha (very) reluctantly took hold of the vine. Together they easily pulled the girl to the top. She grasped the edge of the well, pulled herself the rest of the way out, and collapsed on the ground.
"Thanks tons." She said with a sigh, her eyes closed.
"You're American?" Kagome asked.
"Ye—"the girl froze. She glanced around the glade. "This is not home..." She muttered. Her eyes finally landed on InuYasha. She shrieked and scrambled to her feet, backing up against a tree.
"Don't worry, he won't hurt you. He's a good half-demon. Wait—If you're American, then how would you know to be frightened of a demon? And for that matter, how on earth did you get here? And—"Kagome was cut off by InuYasha's hand over her mouth.
"Shut up, alright?" He turned to the terrified girl. "Who are you?" The girl stared at him blankly. Hen she shook her head.
"I don't speak Japanese." She said. He stopped, glanced at Kagome, who's eyes were glaring at him over his hand. He removed the offending appendage before harm came it.
"He asked who you were." Kagome translated. Ginger nodded.
"Ginger. Ginger Brown. I think I hit my head on my way down, I'm dreaming that InuYasha and Kagome are standing here in front of me.
Kagome looked vaguely surprised. InuYasha looked suspicious.
"She said our names. How does she know us? Does she posses a jewel shard?"
"Relax, InuYasha. I don't know, and not that I can sense." Kagome snapped before turning back to the Ginger.
"Ginger, was it? How did you get here?"
"I believe I'm dreaming." Ginger said, sitting down. She kept shooting glances at InuYasha, looking very much like she was restraining herself.
"How come? I mean, falling into a well and coming out somewhere else is rather odd, I'd know... But I have a feeling it's something more."
"You... and him... are cartoons." Ginger said simply, pointing to make her point better. Kagome looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
"There's a whole show! It's called InuYasha, and it's about InuYasha and Kagome, and their searching for the shards of this jewel, the name escapes me, so that they can put it back together and.. well, I'm not sure what they're going to do with it again, but InuYasha wants it to become full demon... Or something like that. My friend only got me hooked about a week ago." She finished sheepishly. Kagome looked astonished. InuYasha was not sitting on the ground, staring hard at Ginger, almost as if trying to read her. It was unnerving to say the least.
Ginger fidgeted some more while Kagome digested her story.
"So you're from a world where this is all a TV show." Kagome said, rather than asked.
"Yes." Ginger replied, her glances towards the silver-haired man becoming more frequent.
"And you fell down a well in America, which led you to not only to Feudal Japan, but an apparently alternate universe of Feudal Japan."
"Either that or I'm dreaming..." Ginger said. She was now wringing her hands in her lap, eyes flickering between Kagome, who was deep in thought, and InuYasha, who was busy staring at the sky with a very 'gah. What are we doing this for again?' expression on. She suddenly jumped up and nearly tackled InuYasha, straddling his back. She giggled and reached up to touch his ears. InuYasha, caught between annoyance and irritation, wasted no time in standing up, letting Ginger fall off her back. She giggled slightly insanely.
"That's more fun than kneading meatloaf!" She exclaimed. Kogome blinked, thrown off by the sudden personality switch. Ginger suddenly got serious again. "Gomenasi, InuYasha-sama." She said, bowing politely. InuYasha glared.
"No accepted." He said. Ginger looked at Kagome.
"SIT BOY!" She cried. InuYasha fell to the ground with a cry, and Ginger giggled again. He glared at the two girls.
"Apology accepted..." He muttered, looking away.
"He accepts your apology." Kogome said brightly. "You said you didn't speak Japanese, though."
"I know a few words here and there, and I know my honorifics. I think." Ginger suddenly looked thoughtful. "Or something like that."
"Oh." Kagome said. She glanced at the sulking InuYasha. "How about you come with us to our camp, we'll get this mess sorted out somehow."
"Okay! Say, where in the series is this?"
"Beg your pardon?" Kagome asked. Ginger shook her head.
"Never mind. I'll figure it out somehow." Ginger said.
"Come on, InuYasha." She said, not looking at whom she was addressing.
"Stupid girl." InuYasha muttered, following the two out of the woods to where Shippo and Miroku were seated by a small fire.
"Finally! We were about to come looking for y—"The young fox-demon stopped short when he saw Ginger trailing slightly behind Kagome.
"Sorry Shippo. Something came up, as you can see..."
"And who might this lovely lady be?" Miroku was instantly on his feet, clutching Ginger's hand delicately.
"Back off, Brock." She said, withdrawing her hand. She giggled slightly at his confused expression.
"She doesn't speak Japanese, but apparently your reputation precedes you." Kagome explained. Ginger giggled again as Miroku's still confused expression.
"Now, Ginger... Care to tell your story from beginning to... well, now?" Kogome asked. Ginger nodded and launched into an animated explanation of the events since that morning...
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Let me know honestly if I should scrap it. And if I made any mistakes PLEASE let me know! in reality, the first episode of InuYasha I saw was about two weeks ago, on a night of insomnia. Then I found a really cool site that has the episodes you can watch online, but they only have up to episode 21. So I'm angry. I don't have any more to go on! (cries) oh well... Review if you care!