Density and perceptions Pt 10
Previously:
Neither wished to lose to the other, but one would have to yield and lose out for there to be a victor.
Motoko.
Naru.
Just a few rooms a part on the same floor, all it would take is a little sleep walking…
Disclaimer: Ownership of LH is hereby disclaimed from being my property. Thank Akamatsu for that.(A/N: Apologies for being slow in updating. Too much reading others stories, specifically evangelion, tenchi muyo for most part. That and playing Pirates… Anywho, thank you to those who've reviewed favorably and encouraged. I'd rather be humble then someone like Asuka Langley Sohryu. That and I actually don't like flaunting my ego… At any rate, on with the story. It might seem a bit ooc… Warning, Discretion is advised as innuendo and strong language do occur. Please RnR)
SequiVisional Illusions
At Hinata Sou, it was night time, quiet, unobtrusive, a silent night.
Where everyone was dreaming…
Dream SeqiVision on>
In Su's sleep…Su was Keitaro's Mistress, in the way that she had placed a special collar around his neck that controled his movements. Meaning, she could finally use him for her inventions without worrying about him escaping.
Her latest invention was the Mecha Tama Mark 77, which was currently in front of Keitaro with the more dangerous aspects of the aparatus towards him.
"Uhhh Su? I really don't-" Keitaro tried to reason with her but was interrupted by her cackle.
"MWAHAHAHA! I've got you now! Let the test begin!" Su snagged a bite of the bana she held in one hand while controlling her invention with the other. "Fire!" She enthusiastsically jammed the fire button and felt a ripple go through her machine as several nuclear missiles launched…
At this point, the people at Dream SequiVision would like to step in with a friendly reminder that nuclear weapons are very dangerous to ones health and should not be used to ones own whim. Specially if you're a powermad dictator with ddelusions of world Domination. This is why we currently refuse to broadcast the effects of nuclear reactions in an un shielded setting, not to mention that we care about our cameramens' healthcare costs.
Shinobu in dreamland…
She was on a date with Keitaro. She was wearing an evening gown that seemed to made solely of shimmering diamonds, with similar matching footwear. To speed things up, they are at a dining table.
"This place is beautiful Sempai…" She was looking around in awe at the extensively placed waterfalls, unable to fully digest how amazing the 5 star restaurant they were in was constructed.
The dream Keitaro sipped at the seemingly complimentary glass of water as he listened attentively to his resident cook and tenant, also for the moment, his date. He smiled to her and gestured to his right, "I arranged for a table behind a waterfall, I wanted to see what it would be like to look out at the world from behind a waterfall… I must admit that it looks wonderfully tranquil here."
Shinobu nodded with the faintest tinge of pink on her cheeks as she spotted the waiter coming with the food. She had noticed that the table had floor length table drapes earlier, so she decided to take advantage of this while the waiter was serving their food.
Carefully she withdrew her right foot from the shoe and slowly moved it over to tease up and down the dream Keitaro's lower leg. She felt him jump slightly and gazed at his eyes smiling in a seductive manner, winking at him as her foot rose higher momentarily before withdrawing and returning to her shoe. She grinned at him, his face was rather flushed and unable to resist teasing him a little…
"What's wrong Sempai? Your face seems a little…" She trailed off as dream Keitaro stammered unlingually. "Aww, its ok Kei-kun, we have all night after all." She grinned as he finally decided to start eating, with her following his example and enjoying the meal…
…After the restaurant, Shinobu and her dream date were walking leisurely, arms around each others' waists. She felt safe and content with him, happy. She looked up at him, taking in his handsome profile before she decided to speak.
"Kei-kun…"
"What is it Shin-chan?" the dream Keitaro asked her as she paused for the right wording.
She blushed a healthy cherry as she looked up into his eyes, "I wish to be in your arms tonight alone… Not just in your room or mine, but where we can be alone, just you and I. No possible interuptions or assumptions if you know I mean, I want to be with you Kei-kun…"
The dream Keitaro smiled and nodded and they began going toward a love hotel to spend the night together and alone…
…In the darkened room, the light of the hallway crowbarred in under the door as two shadows came to rest outside. The lock was disengaged at two shadows entered the room, a giggle softly emitting from the female as the door closed and a sudden Lip smacking could be heard followed by some very quiet moans…
Ok, Moving right along before exceeding the Galactic Broadcasting Commissions rules reguarding explicit material content…
Into Keitaro's mind…Keitaro became aware of a tugging sensation around him, his arms hheld away from his body, next he was aware of voices.
"Leggo my Eggo!" Sounded like Motoko.
"No! He's my waffle!" He deduced that Naru was on the other side.
At this point, he could feel both of them tugging on his arms and some building painful sensations as he was seemingly used as a tug of war rope. He looked to either side of him, seeing dream Naru and dream Motoko pull on him. "Hey! Cut it out! You trying to kill me or something-YAAAAHHHH!!!"
He was interrupted by the sound of tearing flesh and a freight train of pain as both girls decided to yank on him twice as hard…
Scene fades out to be replaced with another scene…This time, Keitaro is laying on a plank as he comes into the scene consciously. His eyes lock on the evil looking machine suspended over him, then look to either side of him, realizing that Naru and Motoko's dream selves have gotten more deviously evil. It is at this time that he realizes that he is tied down to the board and gagged.
"MMMMMMFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!" His eyes bulged out as a red hot laser lanced out and began to cut from between his feet upward.
The dream Naru giggled as she watched the cutting laser advance, "This is a pretty good idea Motoko. Share him… Pity we couldn't find a way to not end our fights in draws. Oh well, I'd better go see if the cloning vats are ready." And she disappeared from view, leaving him with dream Motoko, who looked like she was rubbing her mental hands in glee as she watched the laser come closer to the junction of his legs.
"To bad Kei-kun, I wish I could have your fully. Looks like I'll have to settle for half of you…"
The voice faded out as a gagged cry came from the bound, the laser beginning to cut through the fabric of the trousers… Then began anew as the blade of light began to cut skin…
Ok… Its time we travel to a different dreamscape. This one is getting a little… disturbing…
It is now that we must reinform you that we do not condone or encourage the type of violence that you just saw. It is too gruesome for us to tread down the path of violence and torture, Let us go to a different place…
Another message from the Administration of Dream SequiVision is that we realize people have the strangest dreams. So don't be surprised by the dreams these people have…
Into Motoko's subconscience we go…
Motoko found herself in front of a computer, playing Unreal Tournement 04. She was playing against Naru in a "capture the Keitaro" game. She and Naru were at 4 all. The Keitaro flag had yet to reappear as Naru had just scored.
"Where are you? So that I may redecorate your tomb with your innards…" the dream Naru's voice snarled in her earplug radio as Motoko saw Naru up ahead, her back to Motoko.
Motoko aimed her rocket launcher and loaded 3 rockets in it, "I'm right here Hentai!" She smirked as the rockets hit Naru, who exploded into a bloody pulp. "Apparently," The kendogirl intoned as Naru respawned somewhere else, "you bleed better then you shoot-"
Dream scene changesThis time Motoko was in a room with Keitaro and someone who looked…WAS her sister! For some reason a ceremony was taking place. As Motoko looked on, she suddenly realized it was her wedding ceremony…
Scene changes…To a grassy meadow where she is all alone , laying in the grass. Motoko shivers as the breeze caresses over her…
Ehhh… Changing minds now! Into Hawklyn's mind…And from his viewpoint…Hawklyn nodded his head at the incoming scanner screen, "Will those-" Head gesture toward screen, "-get thru the 700plus yankers of the Orion Nebula Perimeter?"
"Perhaps." Major Urashima replied to his commanding officer's question.
"Ok, yank em when they get to the perimeter."
"Aye sir." Urashima nodded to one of his own assistants and a button was pressed.
Elsewhere in the Nebula, 7.7 million Destrons waited within the black void that was the horsehead.
At HQ, Hawklyn gave the go for 11 million ministars.
In the TSF main system, chaos reigned in the form of anti-matter cannons and fusion ion bolts. Unprepared for the sheer small size of the enemy, the TSFs ships were in disarray. Several million TSF ships burned, the TSF home planet's atmosphere rained death and destruction. Billions killed as some ships kamikazied into the cities. One ship crashed into the empress' residence, fortunately, no one was killed. The remaining 2 million ships flewe into the star, furthering the progression of it into nova.
Near Orion Nebula, the TSF invasion fleet bore in-and was yanked out of hyperspace by several dozen yankers whish then self destructed in such a way that the invading ships were tossed about, some being destroyed, others barely surviving, most in need of some type of repair. Yet, they limped valiantly on, having their orders, in normal space as alot of hyper drives weren't built for the strain of being yanked.
About this time they recieved a communication.
"You are extraordinarily good soldiers, and I credit you that. You have passed the first of many hurdles to get here. However, there is no nebula like the Horsehead anywhere else in this galaxy, therefore-"
"Captain! More yankers!"
"-we strongly encourage you to be on your most vigilant, even as you are entering the second hurdle now. Have fun and good luck."
While the message was broadcasting to the entire invasion fleets, yankers had decloaked and were near point blank range as the fleets tried to engaged with the remaining weaponry they had, destroying 10 or so yankers before they self destructed, taking another million plus ships out of battleworthiness. Yet they bore in, reguardless of the damage they took. Not flinching as ships were destroyed right and left, giving the enemy the best they had no matter the condition of the fleets.
Suffering seriously thru an onslaught of cloaked and stealthed yankers that tore more of them to pieces. Then, they met the defending fleets, 3 million ships vs 2 million, destroying over 1.5 million, mainly thru kamikazies. losing over a million ships fighting thru the muck of the Horsehead, evading the first encounter of ships, fighting a running battle with the forces on their rear. They arrived at the border of the Orionian system to face 4 million ships and more yankers. By pure luck they mabaged to destroy 3 million more ships in the process of getting themselves torn to bits.
Yet they survived, the HNE offered a cease fire as most of the surviving TSF ships were damaged and the TSF was down to 1000 ships vs 50,000. They had done a dam good job in getting here. The TSF commander agreed to the cease fire. Then the HNE offered to help repair the ships, moving the space factories closer to the TSF remaining fleet. Same time the remaining destrons rammed the remaining TSF BGs and destroyed them. Then everything set course for the star, inciting a supernova that wiped out the HNE. Some weeks later a probe reached the TSF telling them that the HNE was extinct.
The proceeding Dream was a forum boardwar thread a long time ago… Like we've stated before, peoples dreams sometimes make no sense. That was one of them… One to another mind now…
Kitsune's dream…
She was back in highschool, with Naru walking along beside her.
"…As I was saying about Kenji, I don't feel up to being his girlfriend anymore." The dream Naru was looking at her expectantly, making Kitsune nervous.
"Let me guess, you want me to break the news to him that you and him are no more?"
The dream Naru nodded to this and Mitsune sighed and shook her head.
"Not this time Naru." The dream Naru looked absolutely stunned and was going to reply when Kitsune railroaded her by continuing. "I'm serious. I'm sick of being your messenger dammit! Do you have any idea at all how being your "substitute" feels? You know Naru, if you have any balls at all, go break up with your boyfriends yourself."
Kitsune then stalked away, leaving a dream Naru standing stunned in the middle of the hallway…
On to another dream…Within the head of Naru…
Naru woke up and gazed at her surroundings for a bit before sitting up. The darkness enveloping her room like some massive onyx blanket, her eyes adjusting as she decided to go see Keitaro.
Within this version of her dream, Keitaro was in room 307, while Motoko resided in 204. She moved quietly toward 307, planning to make Keitaro's hers by means of the procreation act. She smiled evilly as she started to slowly open the door quietly. Her eyes adjustingf to see Motoko in Keitaro's bed.
With a barely supressed hiss of mounting rage, she watched as Motoko sat astride Keitaro, paying absolutely no attention to anything else. Naru reached the dream Motoko's back and harshly grabbed her hair and gave it a yank, throwing her back off Keitaro who looked absolutely terrified. His eyes bugging out as Naru straddled him and put her hands around his throat and started to squeeze.
"Traitor! Hentai! How could you cheat on me?!" She hissed as her noose drew tighter upon the dream Keitaro's neck.
Suddenly Naru felt an arm wrap around her neck and an angry whisper from behind.
"You… slut! Trying to steal my husband from me!" The whisper turned into a growl as the around her throat grew tighter. "Let's make a deal. You kill him, I kill you. Is that agreed?"
Naru snarled at the dream Motoko as she further tightened her grip, "Go to hell kendowhore-"
Dream SequiVision off >
Motoko slowly woke up, feeling a tightness around her throat and someone sitting on her. Her eyes fluttered open and then shot open as she looked into Naru's anger flooded face. Motoko tried to release Naru's hands but to no avail as Naru uttered some words.
"Go to Hell kendowhore."
At that, Motoko's hands shot out to latch onto Naru's throat and began to pinch her windpipe while trying to move in desparation. Watching as Naru started to fully wake up as the deadlocked fighters suddenly rolled over and off the bed hitting something and causing a really loud crash that woke many of the tenants from their dreams.
(A/N: Yes, I apologize for Hawklyn's nonsensical dream, but every so often we all have those kind of crazy dreams. What I used as Hawklyn's dream was a passage from one of my boardwars on a old forum. I apologize for taking so long on this chapter. I enjoying reading too much… Anyway, please RnR.)